Paladin of Love: The Black Knight Chapter 1

The candles of the training hall flicker as the sound of exertion fill the room. The young woman sits on the ground, on her hands and knees, sweat dripping off of her forehead as her body rocks forward. She grunts through gritted teeth, her hair, long since out of its bun, falls over her eyes, covering her as the man impales her with his mighty rod.

All around, the other naked forms are strewn about, groaning and languishing in exhaustion.

“I… I don’t care,” she groans, “what you do… you won’t… make me… surrender!”

The intruder wraps a gauntleted hand around her body, squeezing at her breast as he pulls her up, her naked back against his bare chest. He wears a helmet that conceals his eyes . Through his soft lips, his tongue slips out, licking over her cheek.

The woman writhes under his hold, his cock pushed up deep inside of her, their combined sexes letting out lewd sounds as he thrusts up into her.

“N… no one can beat me in… in this da-aa!”

He grips her head, pushing her down once again, this time fully onto her stomach. A gasp escapes her lips from the impact, but despite how great it feels, she tries to push up, but he holds her down by her head and her shoulder, pulling his thick cock from the depths of her womb. It glistens in the scant candlelight, coated in a mix of her sex and his seed, and, like a sculptor lining up the perfect strike, he plows into her quivering exit. The woman coughs up some spit as her body tenses up, his hand moving up from her shoulder to her chin, pulling her up as he leans in close to whisper to her. “You are the first of your whole lodge who could survive my first assault. I think you’ll do just fine.” He presses his lips up against her cheek, a chill shudders through her body as he pulls away, licking back to her ear.

She wiggles her rump a bit and looks to him with a defiant gaze. “Do your worst. No way I’m working fo-for that bitch.”

He snarls, his teeth straight and white—a stark contrast against his tanned skin. He runs his fingers down her body, gripping at her ass as he stands up. With her head and shoulders on the ground, he holds onto her thighs and continues his pummeling of her ass. “Then, you shall take more of my punishment!”

His copious pre begins to ooze out from her ass, dripping down over her body and landing on her chin. She shakes her head. “N… no…”

“If you don’t come willingly, then the magic will take all of your will away.”

The captain furrows her brow, fighting back the urge to moan as he drives the lustful beast within her wild. When finally, she can take no more of the punishment, she opens her mouth, inhales, and gives him her answer…

Adaeze arrives at the adventurer’s lodge, a place of respite for mercenaries and heroes alike. With her pack fat with coin, the gnoll is ready to spend the money on strong drinks and a warm body to accompany her bed. After the last few adventures she’s been on, she can use a rest. Yet, when she gets up to the oaken doors of the lodge, she pauses, fitting her fingers through the slightly ajar doorway. “Strange…” she muses,peering inside.

The sight before her makes her drop her traveler’s pack immediately. “Oh what the fuck?” She scrambles up to the first body she sees, scooping the young man up in her arms. “Arturo… the happened here?”

The young man’s eyes open up, a soft smile appearing on his lips. “A…. Adaeze…? The hell have you been?”

“Who the fuck cares?” Adaeze gasps. “It looks like everyone’s been… been…”

“Fucked to death?” he says, coughing. “Nah… just to exhaustion… those of us who… who didn’t want to join his cause…?”

“Pretend I have no idea what’s happening here and tell me again from the start…”

“One day…” Arturo says, “a knight in scant black armor stepped in, like some kind of nudist blackguard. He demanded that we all submit to his Dark Queen, or face him and his unholy sword. A couple of us thought they’d be cheeky and fight him the normal way…. Well, let’s just say he made us reconsider his offer. It… it never felt so good to get my ass kicked…”

“Where is he now?”

A loud wail fills the hall, and Adaeze stands up, dropping Arturo. “Wait here,” Adaeze says. “I’ll take care of this.”

The gnoll bursts through the central battle hall, slipping on ejaculate, but quickly catching herself before her bumble made her look like a complete fool.

In the center of the room. The Black Knight stands there, one hand gripping the hair of the hall captain, the woman bobbing her head up and down along the shaft, staring up at him with a powerful lust in her gaze.

“I just dealt with shit like this,” The gnoll says. “So, why don’t we skip the bullshit and you just get to the part where you fuck off, eh?”

The knight turns toward her, his eyes underneath his helmet glowing red. He yanks the captain away from his pole, slobber and jizm bridging between his cock and her chin, dribbling down onto her as he tosses her back to the wooden floor.

“Adaeze…” he says, facing her. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

“For me, huh?” the gnoll says, snorting. “And, why’s that?”

“News traveled to my Queen that you were traveling with someone she wishes to find—a kobold carrying a magical book. I was given specific orders. If you lead me to this individual, you and your friends will be spared indoctrination into my lady’s forces.”

The captain pushes herself up, wiping her chin with her forearm. “Adaeze, don’t tell him anything!”

“Kept your pride, eh, cap?”

“NO!” she growls, smiling with a manic glee. “I just want him to fuck me some more!”