Leo stood over Belladonna, watching her lick the last drop of his semen from his cock.

As she was done, she licked her lips, her eyes heavy with adoration, looking like a faithful pet waiting for a pat on the head.

"Good girl," Leo said again, running a hand through her messy black hair.

But the fire in his blood hadn't died down. He looked at Shadow who was slumped against the stone wall.

Her legs were sprawled out, twitching occasionally. Her head hung low, her chest heaving as she tried to pull air into her lungs. The pink flush of the aphrodisiac still stained her skin, and her eyes were glazed over, staring in his direction.

Leo smirked.

"You think you're done?" he asked, his voice cutting through the heavy silence.

Shadow's head snapped up weakly. She blinked, trying to focus on him. She saw him standing there, his cock still hard, even after the intense sex and cumming a big load of his seed inside her.

"I..." she rasped, trying to take in deep breaths, "I... I can't..."

"You can," Leo said, stepping toward her, "And you will."

Leo walked over to her, reached down and grabbed her by the waist. He hoisted her in his arms effortlessly.

She didn't fight him, her arms dangled uselessly at her sides as he carried her across the room.

He walked back to the heavy wooden table where he had first broken the Bandit Queen.

He sat on the edge of the table, his feet planted firmly on the floor. He pulled Shadow between his spread legs.

"Your Mistress sent you to watch me," Leo whispered, brushing a damp strand of hair out of her sweaty face, "She wanted you to see everything. So keep your eyes open."

He placed his cock at the entrance of her wet, swollen pussy, and he let her slip onto his cock.

"UHHMM!"

Shadow placed her hand on her mouth to muffle her moan from escaping. She was swollen and sensitive from the first round. Taking him a second time felt even bigger, stretching her pussy to the limit.

She tried to support herself on his shoulders, her fingers digging into his skin, but her arms were shaking too hard, as he slipped inside her inch by inch. She collapsed against his chest, her face buried in his neck.

Leo wrapped his arms around her back, locking her against him. He held her tight in his arms, and began to thrust upward.

"Ummm!" He lifted her off the table with every stroke, driving himself deep into her womb.

The sound of their bodies colliding echoed in the room once again.

Belladonna watched from the floor. She had crawled closer, unable to stay away. She rested her chin on her hands, watching Leo fuck the girl.

And despite them already doing it once, jealousy still flared in her eyes, mixed with arousal. She was obsessed with her new master.

"She is weak, Master," Belladonna teased, her voice husky and cruel. "Look at her shaking. She can't take your size like I can. She's going to break."

"She will learn," Leo grunted, slamming his hips upward, "Won't you girl?"

"Ummm!" Shadow moaned into his neck. The stimulation was too much for her to say anything else.

The drug was still coursing through her veins, turning every thrust of Leo's into an overload of pleasure and pain.

"You love it don't you?" Leo increased the pace. He treated her like a doll, bouncing her on his lap.

"Your Mistress had you hide from the world," He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her face away from his neck. He wanted to see her, "Tell me! Was it worth being in her shadows?"

"Does she make you feel like this?" Leo demanded, his voice rough.

He grabbed her hips to hold her steady. He bucked his hips upward, slamming his pubic bone against hers. The wet smack of their flesh colliding echoed in the room.

"Does your precious Mistress give you such pleasure?"

Shadow couldn't answer. Her eyes were rolled back, showing the whites. Her mouth hung open in a silent, gasping scream of pleasure. She was shaking, overwhelmed by the drug and the massive stretch inside her.

Leo looked at the scar on her chin. He leaned forward and kissed it. He stuck his tongue out, licking along the trail of her scar until he reached the edge of her lips.

"Forget the Silver Route," Leo growled against her mouth, "Forget Ryana."

He crushed his mouth onto hers. He shoved his tongue deep inside, tangling with hers, conquering her mouth just as thoroughly as he was conquering her pussy.

While he kissed her, he didn't stop moving. He kept grinding his pelvis against her pussy lips.

He pulled his hips back, dragging his thick length along her tight walls until he was almost out, then slammed forward, burying himself to the hilt.

He fucked her with long, heavy strokes, the wet sound of his meat sliding in and out echoing against the stone with every impact.

"You aren't a bodyguard right now," he whispered, biting her lower lip, "You are just a woman. You are just a wet, needy bitch riding my cock because you can't help yourself."

The combination of his words, the drug, and the relentless pounding pushed her over the edge.

Her inner muscles clamped down on him, spasming violently. She shook, her entire body vibrating against him.

"Leo!" she wailed, "Leo!"

Her eyes rolled back completely. Her head lolled back on her neck.

She went limp.

She passed out from the sheer intensity of the orgasm. Her body was still twitching, still milking him, but her mind had shut down to protect itself.

Leo held her for a moment, feeling the aftershocks ripple through her.

He carefully pulled her off him. Her body was boneless, pliable. He laid her back on the table, pushing her hair out of her face.

She lay there, unconscious, legs splayed open, chest rising and falling in shallow, rapid breaths. She was completely defeated.

Leo stood up. He ran a hand through his hair, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

He looked down at Belladonna.

The Bandit Queen was still on the floor. She was looking up at him, her eyes tracking the movement of his body. She looked at Shadow's unconscious form on the table, then back at Leo.

"She couldn't last," Belladonna whispered, a smirk touching her swollen lips, "She is not worthy of you."

Leo stepped toward her. He towered over her, his shadow falling across her face.

"And you?" Leo asked. "Do you think you can last?"

Belladonna's breath hitched. She licked her lips, "Try me."

Leo smirked as he reached down and grabbed her arm. He didn't pull her up to the table, instead he pushed her back onto the cold, hard stone floor.

"Ah!" Belladonna gasped as the chill of the stone bit into her bare back.

But before she could complain, Leo was on her.

He crawled over her on his hands and knees, caging her in. The heat radiating from his body was like a furnace, chasing away the cold of the stone.

He grabbed her legs. He spread them wide, hooking her knees over his elbows, opening her up completely.

He looked down at her. She was flushed, messy, and beautiful. The perfect picture of a fallen queen.

"This," Leo said, positioning himself at her entrance, "Is where you belong. On the floor."

And without another word, he drove into her.

It wasn't slow. It wasn't gentle. He buried himself to the hilt in one fluid, powerful thrust.

"Oh god!" Belladonna gasped, her eyes widening as he filled her completely. Her head knocked back against the stone.

Leo leaned down, bracing his weight on his hands on either side of her head. He stared directly into her icy blue eyes, and began to piston into her.

The sound of his thighs hitting hers was loud and wet. The skin-on-skin impact echoed in the small room.

Belladonna wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down. She was desperate for him. She kissed him, her tongue seeking his, her nails digging into his shoulders.

"You are mine," Leo growled against her lips, never breaking the rhythm of his thrusts, "These lips are mine. These big melons are mine. This pink pussy is mine."

He pulled back just an inch to look at her, then slammed back in, harder than before.

"If you dare let a man near you. I will kill you both."

"Yes," Belladonna moaned, bucking her hips to meet him, "Everything is yours, Master. Take it. Take it all."

"I am going to fuck you until the sun comes up," Leo promised, his voice rough with lust, "I am going to make sure you can't walk straight for a week. Every time you take a step, you are going to remember the shape of my cock."

"Do it!" she screamed, "Break me, master! Ruin me!"

The pacing didn't slow down. It sped up.

Leo moved with a machine-like intensity. He pounded into her, grinding her into the cold floor. He wanted to merge with her. He wanted to erase every other man, every other thought from her mind until only he remained.

Belladonna's head thrashed from side to side. Her heels drummed against his back. She was crying out his name, over and over, a mantra of submission.

Leo buried his face in her neck, biting down on the soft skin, marking her again.

He captured her lips, kissing her deeply. He swallowed her moans, taking her breath.

"I love you master!"

"I love your cock!"

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