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A small chuckle escaped from the Prince as he listened to the words that left the young girls lips. "Good girl," John said as he gave Cathryn a small smirk before he leaned down and pressed a small kiss to her lips once more, just mere millimeters from where his finger was slowly pushing deeper into her. Stretching her, making her want the feeling, crave his touch and want his own cock to fill her up and rip her wide open with all of his glory.

Slowly, John started to pump his finger in and out of her. Moving it slow and steady for her, wanting her to get used to the movement. To enjoy the friction that he was creating with his finger, that her wet pussy would become even slicker for him to eventually be able to add a second or third into her virgin hole.

"Are you liking that my little vixen?" John asked as he glanced up towards the naked commoner that was on his bed. Then, he as he waited for a reply, he added another finger into her tight little hole. A small groan escaping from him as he felt how tight she was around his fingers, craving to have that tightness wrapped around his fingers. For her juices to coat his cock in all of the right places and milk him as he came deep inside of her. Pouring his seed into the depths that he craved to touch with his soaked cock.

Leaning down, John started to tease her clit once more. Sucking on it and flicking it with his tongue. His teeth nipping those sensitive folds that she possessed. Wanting to give her a taste of any and all that he could possibly do to her in the near future.

Then, as John continued to pump his fingers into her, he sat up and grabbed one of her hands and brought it up to one of her breasts. "I want you to start teasing your nipple for me. I want to watch you figure out what you like." John told her, letting her hand go as he watched her, waiting to see if she'd agree to start touching herself while he finger fucked her and laid between her legs.

Cathryn's mind was telling her to squirm away from John. She shouldn't allow him to touch her like this but her body wanted more. She wanted him to touch her and to show her what pleasure he was capable of inflicting on her body. "Please, m'lord," she whimpered, her lips parting as John pressed a second finger into her. Cathryn shuddered against his touch, wincing at the added pressure. It was uncomfortable for just a few moments before John's tongue teased her clit. Oh.

"Yes, yes. F-Feels so good," Cathryn managed to speak around a moan, her eyes clamping shut as she started to rock herself against John's touch. It wasn't nearly as wanton as she was sure others could be but she was willing herself just to relax and to enjoy the pleasure being placed upon her. There was nothing she could do about it so it would be easier to just accept it. To enjoy it.

Nodding anxiously as John's words, Cathryn cupped her breast. She arched into her touch, teasing her fingers over her nipple. She shivered, opening her eyes slowly. Cathryn looked to John as if for reassurance that what she was doing was right. She had no idea what was doing, should she do it differently? Biting down on the inside of her lip, Cathryn pinched her nipple. She gasped as she bucked against John's hand, hesitating for a moment before she twisted her nipple.

"M'lord," she mumbled his title, feeling the muscles in her hips start to tense. Cathryn whimpered as she did the same to her other breast, cupping her other one. "Please. I-I.. I'm gonna.." she trailed off, not even sure what to say as she felt the first wave of pleasure wash over her. "Oh god!"

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A satisfied grin slowly appeared on John's lips as he watched Cathryn. Her movements of pleasuring herself were a little clumsy, but as she found what turned her on, she did a good job. Just knowing that she was learning to be more active with pleasing was good enough for the Prince. He'll be able to make her into a great concubine for sure.

"Good girl." Johnathon murmured as he leaned down and started to lap up her juices. Using his fingers to help her ride out her orgasm, making sure that she felt that wave of pleasure all the way to the end. A small hum escaped from John as he tasted her, so sweet and innocent tasting just like her personality. Oh, how he couldn't wait to taint her.

Then, once he was sure she was done, John slowly pulled his fingers out of her. Slowly, John says up between her legs and brought his two fingers to his mouth. He made sure to keep his eyes on hers as he slowly started to lick her juices off fo his fingers. A small smirk playing along his lips as he watched her reaction to the whole thing. "You did good, Cathryn. Expect more of that tomorrow." He told her as he got off of the bed and headed over to where a jug of wine sat on a table.

"You drink wine?" Johnathon asked as he poured himself a glass of the cold liquid and then poured another, smaller glass for Cathryn. "After sex, nothing is better than a glass of some of the Kingdom's best wine to help calm one down." He told her as he walked over with the two glasses. He didn't really care if she said she drank or not, because either way, he was going to have her drink the damn wine. He spent money on it, so he was going to make sure to drink it all.

Cathryn let out a whine as John pulled his fingers away from her. She was left feeling empty as a small shiver traveled down her spine. Sitting up a bit, Cathryn couldn’t hide the blush that covered her cheeks as she watched the prince pour two glasses of a dark liquid. Cathryn couldn’t remember the last time that she had drank wine. Most of her meals were accompanied with mead because her grandfather had been far too poor to be able to afford a bottle of wine. “Yes, m’lord,” was all that Cathryn could bring herself to say. She gave a tiny nod of her head, wondering if John would want her to be a bit more... involved with him. Would John want her to touch him tomorrow?

“No, never, m’lord,” Cathryn said, shaking her head slowly. She chewed on her bottom lip as she looked up to John. “Grandfather could not afford wine. The most I had was mead,” she answered quietly, looking around the bed for a moment. Cathryn hesitated before she reached out, pulling furs up her body so that she could cover her chest. Suddenly, Cathryn was feeling shy all over again. She’d never lain with a man before, John watching her made her far more nervous than it probably should have.

Cathryn eyed the offered glass warily but she was under the distinct impression that John didn’t care whether she wanted some of it or not. He hadn’t cared that she didn’t want to sleep with him, why would he care about a bit of alcohol? She took the glass from him, taking a small sip. Cathryn swallowed, looking up to John with a small smile.

“Thank you for sharing the wine with me, m’lord. You were right, it is good,” Cathryn agreed with a nod of her head. “I don’t think I even knew they could make a wine that was this smooth.”