Morgana (from Merlin)


The Potter Clan.

Feared. Strong. A name that struck fear into the hearts of all those who spoke it.

The men and women of the Potter clan were known throughout the histories for their keen intellect, overwhelming strength, and most of all, their ability to take down armies within minutes.

They were truly the prime example of power and sheer dominance.

At least…

They were.

Now, that has all changed.

It all started when the Kingdoms began their unification processes.

These processes stripped the Potter clan of their land, resources, everything.

Once they had it all, but now…

They were a speck on the map of England.

Despite all that they've lost, they have persisted.

They have spent years fighting, trying to take back the land that was wrongfully ripped from them as the Kingdoms stabbed them in the back, to get revenge for the grave injustice that was dealt to them.

And for years, it has been nothing more than small resistance pockets that have been wiped out by overwhelming forces and insurmountable odds.

It appeared to be the end of the line of Potters.

In a desperate hope to regain what they have lost, their resources rapidly depleting, they sent out a raven, a cry for help to any that would respond and send aid, to form an alliance with the remains of the Potter clan, now dwindled down to a family of parents and one son.

Luckily, for the Potter family, their cry was answered…

But not from a source any of them had expected.

Morgana.

A woman corrupted by her thirst for power.

Madwoman.

The Last High Priestess.

In her hands, she held the power of not only her own magic but a whole settlement of magic users.

To say that the Potters were shocked to find that Morgana responded to their call, not with a promise of eradication, but instead, a proposal for an alliance, was an understatement.

One that would benefit both parties, ludicrously.

Morgana told them that she alone could help them regain their land, to take it back from the unworthy hands of those who stole it from them, to restore the prestige and power of the Potter clan, placing them in their rightful place as equals, no, superiors to the people of the Kingdoms.

She said that she could provide this and more, however, it was not without a cost.

She wanted to tie their bonds permanently with a marriage…

Between herself and their only son Harry Potter.

While James and Lily were slightly hesitant, they and Harry came to a consensus and agreed to Morgana's terms, and to solidify their agreement they were to travel to her location to meet with Harry's new fiancé Morgana.

"Welcome, Potters. Welcome to my home, I do hope your journey was pleasant and that the accommodations will be adequate," Morgana said as she stood up from her chair and walked over to the newly arrived clan.

"We made it, that's all that matters," Lily said as she walked up to meet Morgana.

"Excellent. I am aware we already know each other, but shall we introduce ourselves once again. We should be more than familiar with ourselves as we will be family soon," Morgana said as she extended her hand, which Lily took in a firm shake, her hand gripping hers slightly tightly, Morgana making note of the matriarch's unrest about the situation.

"Of course, as you know I am Lily, and here is my husband James," Lily said as she pointed to the man beside her.

"I do believe there is one more that you are forgetting, my dear," Morgana said with a small smirk, noticing how Lily froze slightly.

"Yes, and how could I forget, the youngest of our family, my precious son Harry," Lily said as she and James shifted aside to reveal Harry hiding behind them, his eyes widening as he saw the woman before him, unprepared for the sight.

Harry's jaw nearly hit the ground as one of the most, no, the most beautiful women he had ever seen in his life gazed at him in what looked like the most finely crafted dress.

The black fabric that Morgana wore looked stunning, the dress hung off of her right shoulder, a small slit in the dress that allowed a more than generous view of her creamy, unblemished thighs as she walked, her heels clicking on the ground, feeling normal to some, but to Harry, each step felt like an earthquake.

Morgana had her gaze locked onto Harry, some would call it intense, Lily would definitely call it predatory, but Harry would call it captivating, her piercing green eyes were burning into his own, nearly hypnotizing him as her hips were with each step she took in his direction.

THIS WAS HIS FIANCE?!

"U-u-u-uhhh, h-he-hello," Harry said as he stared up at Morgana's eyes, her stare burning into his eyes as he tried to keep himself upright and trying to not look down at the cleavage she was showing off.

Harry expected for Morgana to laugh at him, to make fun of him as there was no way that this drop-dead gorgeous woman was his fiancé. This had to be a joke.

But despite his pathetic display, she smiled.

To Lily, she could tell it was a smirk, but to Harry, it was an honest smile and he could barely believe his eyes.

"So, you're my husband-to-be, I could get used to seeing you every morning when I wake up," Morgana said with a smile, making Harry blush a bright red, while internally Lily was rolling her eyes.

This was too easy for her.

As Harry struggled to speak as he was far too flustered, Lily stepped in. "Morgana, why don't you take your fiancé to your room where the two of you can situate yourselves and prepare for dinner."

"This way, Harry," Morgana said as Harry quickly picked up his saddle bags from the floor and followed Morgana.

It took a few minutes for Harry and Morgana to arrive in their shared room, the door to their room was so large it failed to appear even practical.

"Um, Morgana, are you sure this is the right room? The door is a bit… big," Harry said, earning a soft chuckle from Morgana who rolled her eyes as she had her back turned to him.

"Of course, Harry, this is our room. Magic users do have a thing for large doors, however, don't make any note of it," Morgana said as she opened the door and Harry's eyes widened to see the beautiful room before him.

On the right, a large king-sized bed with dark black sheets with a roof on the top, to the left a large bathroom with a sink, a bath, everything you could possibly need, and decorations that made this room look like it was made for royalty.

But in this case, I guess it is for royalty, Morgana is a Queen.

Fitting.

Morgana looked over at Harry with an annoyed look, how did she get stuck with such an unflattering guy? At least he was easy on the eyes.

"Are you going to just stand there, or are you going to come in?" Morgana asked as she walked in, Harry coming out of his stupor and followed Morgana into the room, the boy putting his bags on the ground before the base of the bed.

"This is incredible," Harry said as he looked around the room, still taking in the luxurious atmosphere of the room, sitting down on a chair beside the bed.

"Yes, this is one of many things you'll have access to while you're here as our guest, and more once we're married," Morgana said with a fake smile, but with a sultry tone, making Harry's face turn bright red, a small bulge appearing in his pants. Morgana turned around, rolling her eyes.

'Ugh, and he's got a tiny dick, I am so going to work him into the ground once we're married, maybe he'll be my chair for when I'm tired,' Morgana thought to herself, trying to suppress the urge to simply kick him out of the room and demand the marriage called off.

"U-uh, I'll be right back, Morgana," Harry said as he got up, quickly rushing towards the bathroom, the tiny bulge growing slightly larger, making Morgana avoid looking at Harry as he rushed by.

"Take your time," Morgana said with a mock smile, as she heard Harry quickly close the door behind him, the woman not noticing how the door stayed slightly ajar as it wasn't completely flush with the frame.

"Ugh, if he doesn't have some redeeming quality I'm going to have him killed as soon as possible," Morgana said as she sat down on her chair, the Priestess trying not to simply burn her dress off and go back to her usual attire as she felt that Harry was unworthy to see her in such a sexy, revealing dress.

As Morgana pondered on ways she could remove Harry from the world of the living, she couldn't help but hear a pained hiss come from the bathroom. Normally, she would ignore such a sound, but she needed this marriage to go through for political security so she got up to check on Harry.

As she walked up to the door, she slowly pushed the door open and looked into the mirror that Harry stood before, and what she saw shocked her to her core.

There stood Harry, stark naked, and by the gods, he was hot.

He had a toned chest, looking as though you could grind meat on his chest, his arms were built as though they could punch through solid steel, and as her eyes trailed lower, she was not prepared for what she saw.

In between Harry's legs, hung a behemoth.

That's the only possible answer for what was between his legs.

Morgana stared at Harry as she saw that he had several laces and strings tied around his cock, appearing to be choking the member to Morgana's horror.

'Why the hell would he do that to that monster between his legs?!' Morgana screamed in her head, the woman hearing Harry hissing softly as he removed the strings restraining blood flow to his cock, his member slowly filling up and rising.

"Okay, come on, Harry, cool it. You know she's hot but you can't freak out, you just need to calm down and make sure you don't mess this up. You have one job here, Harry, and that is to make this woman happy! Do it!" Harry said to himself, pumping himself up as his cock stood large and tall at an insane 15 inches, making Morgana's eyes widen to the size of dinner plates as she saw the enormous member stand at full mast.

'Oh. My. God," Morgana said as she slowly moved away from the door, stunned that a cock that big even existed, and now that she did, she knew exactly what she had to do…

She had to make him hers.

Or more accurately, that cock.

So, with an idea sprouting in her head, she walked away from the bathroom door before leaving the room, allowing Harry to prepare himself for dinner.

"Ah, Morgana, Harry, glad the two of you could finally come and join us, please sit, we are about to have dinner," Lily said, a glass of red wine in her hand.

"Of course, thank you, Ma'am," Morgana said as she took Harry's hand and lead him to the seat beside her, Harry doing his best to be a gentleman by pulling out her seat and tucking it in for her.

"Such a gentleman," Morgana said, chuckling teasingly, making Harry blush as he took his own seat beside his fiancé.

"I see the two of you are getting along rather well for having only known each other a few short hours," Lily said, a smile on her face as Morgana smiled right back.

"Oh, yes, Ma'am, I have found much enjoyment in Harry's company," Morgana said, placing a hand on Harry's thigh, making goosebumps shoot up his spine, the black-haired boy completely unprepared for the intimate contact, and especially with the contact being so close to his tied-up member.

"Excellent, simply excellent, how about you, Harry? How are you enjoying your time with Morgana?" Lily asked, looking over at Harry who was blushing, his veins popping out of his neck as he tried to keep his composure as he felt Morgana's fingers playfully walk towards his crotch.

"S-she's l-lovely, mother, t-t-thank you f-for asking," Harry said as he clenched his fists, trying not to make a scene.

"Harry? Are you alright?" James asked, sending him a concerned look making him sit upright.

"W-what? Oh, no, I'm fine, don't mind me," Harry said playing off his concern as he took one hand off the table to stop Morgana's advancing hand.

"Still worried that something is wrong, dears? I ensure you, I shall take excellent care of your precious son," Morgana said, giggling softly as she saw Lily's motherly instincts kick in and she began speaking back to James. Meanwhile, Harry has a side conversation with Morgana, unbeknownst to the rest of the group.

"What're you doing?!" Harry whispered, wondering why Morgana continued to try and get to his pants.

"Oh, nothing, just testing the merchandise," Morgana said as she heated up her hand, making Harry let go of her hand, and with that heated hand she slid open his zipper and slid her hand into Harry's pants, her right hand getting a great feel of the member covered in the knots of strings and laces.

"Morgana!" Harry groaned out between gritted teeth, begging for her to stop as Harry felt his heartbeat rising, his face turning slightly red as Morgana continued to explore the contents of his pants, the High Priestess more than impressed with his package.

Harry picked up his cutlery and began to cut into the food before him, but he felt Morgana put a hand on his shoulder, pulling him down so she could whisper in his ear, "We are going to continue what I started tonight. Get ready," Morgana said, making Harry blush as he cut into his food more aggressively, Morgana smirking as she began to eat her food in a calm fashion, loving the reactions she was getting from Harry.

It may take a bit of time, but soon, she would finally have that enormous dick to herself, and soon he would be her slave more than husband.

She would see to that herself.

Dinner had taken about an hour, and it had gone without a hitch, Morgana had stopped going after Harry as they ate, and Harry could not have been happier that she let him off, he felt like he was about to explode.

By the time dinner had ended, Harry and the rest of his family were feeling rather tired, so they all left to go to their rooms, the Potters turning in for the night, and when Harry said he would be going to get ready for bed, Morgana said she would do the same in a rather… excited tone, which threw Harry off even more.

As Harry and Morgana walked back to their room, Harry could literally feel Morgana's stare on the back of his head.

She was checking him out.

Stripping him with her eyes.

But why?

Why was she doing this now?

From all that Harry could tell, she was barely amused by their engagement as while she wasn't rude, she wasn't exactly nice either, leaving Harry to wonder where the sudden interest in him originated from.

He especially wondered where what happened at dinner came from.

The black-haired boy was soon pulled from his thoughts when he reached his door, looking up at the large wooden surface and then back to Morgana, the woman nodding to him as he pulled the door open, allowing her to go in first.

"You've been nearly silent since dinner, is something wrong, Harry?" Morgana asked, giving Harry a concerned look as she placed a hand on his chest, the woman brushing her hand upwards to his shoulder, then resting her palm on it, letting her fingers fall onto it one by one, making Harry shiver slightly.

"Uh, no, I'm fine, thank you. I'm just feeling the long trip, you know," Harry said as he moved out of her grasp, making Morgana smirk playfully, Harry not seeing this as he had turned away from her.

"Is that so? Then maybe a nice bath will calm you, does that sound alright to you?" Morgana asked, making Harry's eyes go wide from her providing an out of this situation.

"Actually, yeah, that would be great, I promise I won't be too long, when I'm done you can have your turn," Harry said as he walked into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind him.

"Oh, believe me, Harry, I won't have to wait long," Morgana said after she heard Harry lock the door and walk away from the door, a smirk on her face. She looked over at her dresser, an idea flying into her head.

As Harry walked deeper into the bathroom, he looked to his right and saw the entrance to a bath area, containing a rather large bathtub, perfect for more than one person to bathe at once.

He began to strip, throwing his clothes into a nearby hamper and grabbing a small towel which did little-to-nothing to cover his flaccid member that heavily slapped his thighs as he walked.

Harry looked down at the pristine, clean water before stepping in, the warm water relaxing his muscles and making him take a deep breath before he slid himself into the bath, the nearly perfect temperature relaxing the black-haired boy, relieving him of the tension he felt at the moment.

"Ah, my god this is refreshing, but I have to admit I would like it a bit warmer. Is there a way to turn up the heat in the water?" Harry asked and when he couldn't find anything he was about to use magic to heat it up when he heard the door open.

He concentrated on heating up the water, not looking up until a foot appeared right before his face, and looking up he got an extremely intimate view of Morgana wearing nothing but a red micro bikini that clearly does not fit her at all.

"I can turn up the heat just fine," Morgana said as she licked her lips, looking down at Harry's toned, muscular chest.

"Morgana?! What're you doing in here?!" Harry asked in sheer panic, the black-haired boy rushing back to the other side of the bath.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm here to take a bath with my fiancé, come now, Harry, I know you're smarter than that," Morgana said with a playful smirk, making Harry blush.

"How did you get in?! I locked the door!" Harry asked as he looked over in the direction of the door, a look of pure confusion on his face.

"That lock? Child's play, Harry, surely you believe me more capable than some common woman, otherwise, I wouldn't be leading the magic users, or be engaged to you," Morgana said as she stepped into the water, making her way towards Harry, a predatory look in her eyes.

"And besides, when I see something I want, I do whatever it takes to get it, or rather, him," Morgana said as she planted herself down onto Harry's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, making Harry blush as he struggled to not grab Morgana's extremely tempting breasts, the mounds swinging in front of his face as he felt Morgana's incredibly soft ass sink into his thighs.

"M-Morgana…" Harry started before Morgana placed a lone finger on his lips, stopping him from continuing.

"Shh, Harry, it's rude to interrupt a lady. Now, I was going to ask you, what do you think of my outfit? Does it look good on me?" Morgana asked with a playful smirk, watching Harry's face go beet red.

"U-uh, it looks g-great on you, Morgana," Harry said, his hands gripping the surface he sat on, desperately trying to hold himself back, not caring that his answer only made Morgana nod slightly.

"A good answer, but let's see what your not-so-little brother thinks about this," Morgana said as she dropped her hands underwater, confusing Harry before she felt Morgana's soft hands grab his half-erect cock and slowly stroke the sizable meat.

"Ah, I see that he is simply throbbing from my swimsuit, wouldn't you agree, Harry?" Morgana asked as she leaned forward, kissing Harry's neck, attempting to give him a hickey but failing as he moved.

"Morgana, stop, please," Harry said as he was truly on his last leg, getting really tired of Morgana pushing him.

"Don't worry, Harry, just sit back, and let me do all the work," Morgana said, shifting up slightly, lining up his cock with her pussy as she moved her micro bikini bottom out of the way, but before she could do that, something she never could have expected happened.

Harry moved.

And fast.

Harry threw Morgana against the other side of the bath, making her yelp slightly as she felt Harry's knee press into her clit, making her breath hitch and his hand roughly squeeze her breast, making her moan softly. Harry secured her in that place by grabbing her arm and holding it against the ledge of the bath.

"Let me make one thing clear, Morgana. I may be a poor fighter, but I am not weak, and I will not be pushed around, so if you think you can get away with doing this crap, then know this… I will break you," Harry said in a menacing tone, Morgana shivering underneath him from the heavy tone he used.

Harry, without another word got up and left the bath, the black-haired boy grabbing his towel before walking out, leaving a still shocked Morgana who still could barely believe what just happened.

But she did know one thing.

She felt hot.

Really hot.

And that she definitely came from that.

But the strangest thing that Morgana realized, wasn't Harry's dominant, aggressive nature…

But how she wanted more of it.

She wanted it badly.

Fortunately for Morgana, she knew exactly how to get it. But first, she needs to regain herself so she simply sank into the water, letting the warm water take her as she thought of what to do to get the reaction she wanted from Harry.

Needed from Harry.

About 10 minutes later, Morgana finally exited the bathroom, and looking at the bed in the room, she saw Harry laying there under the covers trying to rest, his back to Morgana. Just how she wanted him.

Morgana walked over to Harry as quietly as possible, her footfalls unnoticeable to even the smallest of mice, effectively not stirring the black-haired boy that is currently trying to drift off into sleep.

Soon enough, Morgana slipped into their bed behind Harry, the woman feeling Harry tense from her touch and pull away slightly as he felt Morgana's breasts press against his back.

Morgana moved her face to the side of his neck, taking in a deep breath of his scent, smelling as though he just got out of the bath, Morgana moaned quietly as she moved her hand up Harry's chest, drawing small lines with her nail up and down his peck and making Harry groan.

"I thought I told you to stop," Harry said as he heard Morgana snicker slightly.

"You did and I didn't feel like listening. I told you, Harry, I want you and I will have you as my own," Morgana said as she let one of her hands grip his cock, the girth of his cock was so large she couldn't hold it in her own single hand as it was nearly as thick as her thigh, making Morgana purr from the thought of having this cock inside of her.

"Morgana, I'm saying this out of respect. Stop now, please," Harry said as he felt his heartbeat begin to rise, his breath growing heavy, Morgana smiling as she leaned into his ear.

"Make me," Morgana said.

That did it.

That finally broke the dam.

One second Morgana was laying on her side on the bed with Harry.

The next, she was on her back, her head hanging off the edge of the bed.

Harry's fully-erect 15-inch member slapping her cheek hard, making her head jerk to the side as Harry laid his cock on the top of her face, letting the sexy woman get a deep whiff of his balls.

Morgana's eyes widened from the sheer speed of which that all happened.

She could barely believe.

But what was even more unbelievable was how his cock smelled so good.

"Is this what you wanted you slut?!" Harry roared as he grabbed Morgana's hair and shoved her face deeper into his balls, making Morgana's eyes bulge as she inhaled the smell of his cock.

"Yessss~," Morgana moaned out as she licked the base of his shaft and bottom of his ball sack, but what surprised Morgana was that he didn't even moan when she did that, not that she could even think about that, she felt so… drawn to the cock in her face right now.

She wanted more.

Needed more.

"Since you seem so obsessed with my cock, I think you'll have no problem taking it down your little throat," Harry said as he pulled back from Morgana's face, Morgana's face rubbing against the member as he drew it back, her mouth hanging open before she felt Harry place the head of his cock against her lips, his enormous head separating the lips and soon enough the entirety of his tip was in her mouth.

As Morgana looked down at Harry's cock, her head upside down, she could feel her pussy become wetter and wetter as Harry gripped her hair tighter than before.

"Take it you bitch!" Harry roared as in one powerful thrust, he slammed his hips into her face, forcing his huge cock all the way down Morgana's throat, expanding her throat to accommodate the invading member currently choking the Priestess.

Morgana's world shattered the moment she felt Harry's cock spear its way down her throat, the woman shaking, her pussy squirting all over the bed as she struggled to breath due to the cock blocking her windpipe, but despite everything…

She loved it.

Harry heard Morgana moan deeply as he slowly pulled his cock out of her throat, the black-haired boy seeing the duck-face of the woman as her lips greedily clamped down on his cock, not willing to let go of his cock, effectively smearing a mix of spit and throat slime all over his member.

"You like that, slut?!" Harry roared as he pulled his cock out of Morgana's mouth to let her reply.

"Ghhlrk~, yesssh, Harrrrrry~!" Morgana moaned out as her own spit covered and made a mess of her face with that one thrust alone.

Harry growled before he gripped her hair and flipped her over, holding her head up by her hair, the woman now right-side up, looking at Harry's still rock-hard cock as it is pressed up against her face, making a greater mess of her as Harry looked down at her.

"That's Master now, do you understand?" Harry asked as he lined up his cock again, slamming it back down her throat, thrusting into Morgana's face into his crotch, making wet sucking sounds reverberate around the room as he used her face like a fleshlight.

After about 20 thrusts, Harry ripped his cock out of Morgana's throat, the woman coughing as a mess was now all over her cheeks and chin, Harry greatly enjoying the view.

"Gah! Yesh, Mashter~!" Morgana moaned out, slurring as she struggled to speak at all.

"Good whore," Harry said as he lined his cock up with her mouth again, this time wasting no time in slamming his hips into her face as he grabbed the back of Morgana's head and fucked it on and off his cock.

Morgana's mind was being turned to mush as Harry fucked her throat as if she were nothing more than a toy.

Her throat convulsed around his cock, his member reaching all the way down her windpipe and kicking her gag reflex into overdrive, Morgana shaking and spasming underneath Harry's brutal unforgiving thrusts.

"Your throat is so tight, slut, you should be proud that it's finally being used for something useful," Harry said as he continued to destroy her throat, her esophagus nearly unable to accommodate his cock.

Morgana's eyes rolled to the back of her head, each brutal impact of her face and Harry's crotch feeling like a punch to the face and making Morgana moan as she choked on the cock ruining her windpipe.

'OH MY GOD! ITS SO FUCKING BIG! I CAN'T BREATHE~! BUT IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD~!' Morgana screamed in her head as Harry continued to use her throat like a toy, not caring for Morgana's own lack of oxygen or her gag reflex.

Harry looked down at saw Morgana's bright red face and rolled up eyes, the black-haired boy smirking at her suffering as he felt a familiar churn in his balls.

"Now then, let's see how much cum this throat of yours can take! I'm about to cum in your throat, slut, make sure you drink all of it," Harry said as he grabbed Morgana's cheeks and thrust even harder, wet choking, coughing sounds came from Morgana as spit and throat slime flew from her mouth, making a mess of Harry's crotch and her face.

'OH GODS~! HE'S GOING TO CUM~! I'M NOT READY~!' Morgana moaned in her head, her arms reaching around back to his thighs, Morgana slapping on his thighs begging for release before she inevitably drowned in his cum.

Harry felt the slapping, seeing the panic in Morgana's eyes, but he didn't care, he hadn't busted a nut inside of a woman in months now and he wasn't about to let this one go, especially since she was now his fiancé and would need to learn how to serve.

"I'm cumming!" Harry roared as he felt his cock shoot a mighty deluge of cum down Morgana's throat, making her esophagus expand as Harry continued to thrust his hips into her face.

Morgana's hands gripped Harry's thighs, her eyes rolling up as she felt Harry dump his cum down her throat and into her stomach, filling the Priestess to the brim with his seed.

'OH MY GODS~! HOW CAN THERE BE SO MUCH~?!' Morgana asked herself as she felt Harry's cum begin to travel up her throat, expanding her throat even more to accommodate the rising seed.

Morgana let go of Harry's thighs, the woman clawing at her throat, feeling the cum shoot into her mouth and begin to fill her up, her cheeks expanding, but before long, the dam broke and cum came shooting out of her nose as her mouth burst open and shot cum all over the floor.

"Gaaaaah~," Morgana moaned out as she hacked and coughed, cum flowing out of her throat, Harry still holding her up by her hair as his cock slapped her in the face again, still covered in his seed.

Harry sighed as he dropped Morgana's hair, making her fall face first into the puddle of semen and spit below her, Morgana groaning as her body fell onto her back.

"I thought I told you to drink it all," Harry said as he looked down at Morgana, his cock shadowing over her, Morgana shuddering as Harry loomed over her, the woman loving how hot he looked standing above her.

"I'm shorry, Mashterrr~," Morgana said as she struggled to get up, her legs shaking as she felt herself have another small orgasm from Harry's intense tone, the black-haired boy obviously enraged by Morgana's inability to do as she was told.

"No, you're not…" Harry said as he grabbed Morgana's arm, making her gasp as he walked her over to the wall, pressing her up against the stone, his cock jabbing Morgana's stomach, that and his arm holding her in place.

"But you will be," Harry said in a husky tone as he grabbed Morgana's sides and lifted her up, Morgana grabbing onto his arms, confused as to what he was doing, until she felt… it, prodding at her pussy.

"M-master?! D-don't! I-it's too big!" Morgana shouted out before Harry leaned into her ear, making Morgana shudder as she felt his breath go down her naked spine.

"Don't you dare question me, you masochistic slut," Harry said before slamming his cock into Morgana's virgin pussy, making her scream through gritted teeth, some more cum coming back up and falling down her chin.

Harry groaned as he felt his cock get sucked into her pussy, the head of his cock punching the back of Morgana's womb and stretching it out and making a rather large bulge appear in her stomach, her hands locked onto Harry's shoulders for support.

Harry wasted no time in assuming his usual, brutal thrusts, making Morgana's eyes roll around in her head, her heavy tits swaying up and down rhythmically, Harry nearly being put in a trance by the motion before he focused his eyes upon Morgana's face.

The pure ahegao expression on Morgana's face sent him into overdrive, loving the look of broken bliss on the once teasing Morgana.

The way her eyes rolled around in her sockets.

The way her eyes shot open more with each thrust from his enormous cock.

The way her head bobbed with his motions.

The utter mess her face was as a result of their recent oral session still evident.

All of it did a great deal to make Harry want to go even harder and further break down this bitch, and since she locked her legs around his hips and her arms were around his shoulders…

He was free to move his arms, and more importantly hands.

Harry smirked before he let his hands fall down and tightly grip Morgana's sensitive nipples, making Morgana's mouth shoot open and her head fly back, slamming into the wall, but the woman was so lost in the pleasure, the pain didn't register.

"OHHHHHH, FUUUUCK~! NOT MY TITS~! MASTER, MY TITS ARE TOO SENSITIVE FOR YOU TO-GOOOH~!" Morgana moaned out as Harry twisted and pulled on her nipples, effectively stopping Morgana's rant, Harry smiling from her screams of pleasurable pain.

"What have I told you about questioning me, whore? Are you going to disobey me?" Harry asked as he pulled on her nipple even harder, his nails digging into the sensitive nub.

"NNNNNG~! NO, MASTER~! YOUR WHORE IS SORRY~! IT JUST FEELS SO GOOOOD~!" Morgana screamed out as her nails dug into Harry's shoulders the woman trying desperately not to simply shut down and fall to the ground from the intense pleasure Harry was providing her.

Harry smirked as he continued to fuck Morgana's brains out, his cock making wet slapping sounds as his crotch repeatedly slammed into Morgana's waist, sending splashes of her juices all over the ground in the room, creating a rather sizable puddle beneath them. Harry noticed this and smirked.

"Look at the huge mess you're making, you stupid slut!" Harry roared as he pointed to the ground, releasing one of Morgana's breasts and making her eyes look down at the puddle beneath them.

"GAH! I'M SORRY, MASTER~! I'LL CLEAN IT UP LATER~! I PROMISE~!" Morgana moaned out as her head fell lop-sided from Harry making her look down, Harry smirking at her response.

"Yes, you will clean it up with that whore tongue of yours, in fact…" Harry said as he reached around Morgana's ass and got his hand covered in her juices, Morgana shuddering from the feeling of his fingers dance underneath her pussy, making her squirm in Harry's arms.

"Why don't you have a taste of what you'll be lapping up!" Harry roared before he shot his hand into Morgana's mouth, surprising the woman as he held her head against the wall as he continued to fuck her pussy.

"MMMMPH!" Morgana shouted out with a muffled voice, looking into Harry's intense eyes with nothing but shock until he opened his mouth to speak again.

From that motion alone, Morgana's orgasm came and hit her like a freight train, making the Priestess groan as Harry's fingers muffled her.

"Clean my hand, bitch! Clean my hand of this whore juice!" Harry ordered, making Morgana shiver before she immediately got to work, licking his fingers clean of the juices he had collected, Morgana moaning, her eyes crossing from the taste of Harry's hand and her own juices staining it.

"Good, that's a good whore, lick these slutty juices off of my fingers as I rail your tight pussy!" Harry yelled as he moved his other hand to grab both of her breasts, pinching her nipples tightly between his fingers and using this grip to pull on them, making Morgana's face turn bright red, her eyes crossing as her lower body shook and shuddered from the pleasure.

"MMMMPH~! MAPHTER~! YOU'RE PULLINMPH ON MY PHITS PHO HARR-MMMH~!" Morgana said as she opened her mouth, her tongue still licking and cleaning Harry's digits, Harry smirking from Morgana's message, but not at how she defied him by speaking.

"Did I ask you to speak, whore?!" Harry asked as he yanked on Morgana's tit, making her yelp as Harry circled his hand back and gave Morgana's ass a firm swat, leaving a bright red mark on Morgana's rear end, making her moan around Harry's fingers and her pussy gush out more juices that quickly stained the floor.

"I ordered you to use that filthy mouth of yours to get your slut juice off my hand! So do it!" Harry roared as he pushed his hand further into Morgana's mouth, making her eyes roll up as she felt Harry's fingers almost poke her uvula, the hanging flesh still recovering from the earlier abuse of her throat.

Morgana could only moan out as she redoubled her tongue's efforts to clean off Harry's hand, making Morgana taste herself on his hand, Harry smirking from her obedience.

"That's a good whore," Harry said as he continued his unrelenting thrusts from his thick, veiny member that kept on making Morgana's pussy the perfect hole for his cock, destroying her for anyone else; fortunately for her, she was his fiancé, so no one else would have the ability to go after Morgana, leaving her entirely in Harry's clutches.

In his and his thick cock's.

It only took a few moments, but soon enough, Morgana had finished cleaning off his hand and she opened her mouth with a smile despite how Harry's cock continued to tear her apart.

"MASTER! YOUR WHORE HAS CLEANED YOUR HAND OF MY SLUT JUICE! DID YOUR WHORE DO WELL~?! DID YOU WHORE PLEASE YOU, MASTER~?!" Morgana asked, screaming as she felt Harry's cock pulse inside of her, his girth increasing about 2 inches, making Morgana's eyes widen.

Harry smirked as he let his hand fall beside him, his eyes never leaving Morgana's rolling ones.

"Yes, bitch, you've done well, and now…" Harry said as he placed his hands on her ass, his thrusts not slowing, confusing Morgana as she felt small shocks of pleasure flow through her from Harry's touch.

"Here's your reward!" Harry roared before hilting himself inside of Morgana making her scream as somehow Harry increased his pace even more, his cock somehow becoming even harder as he proceeded to destroy Morgana's recently, pristine, untouched pussy.

"GAAAAAAAAAAH~! HOWWWWW~?! YOU'RE FUCKING ME EVEN HARDER MASTERRR~! HOWWWWWW~?!" Morgana screamed out as several orgasms were ripped from her pussy, her hole squirting all over Harry's crotch making him smile from Morgana's fucked-stupid face.

"You think I was fucking you as hard as I could have?! You really are a stupid, good-for-nothing whore, aren't you?!" Harry roared as he ripped his cock out of Morgana's pussy, making her mouth hang agape as her pussy squirted straight onto Harry's chest, making him smirk as he looked at her dazed expression.

Harry then placed Morgana back onto her feet, but since she was unable to keep herself up on her own, Harry decided to do her a favor and hold her arms back as he dropped his still rock-hard cock onto her back and between her ass cheeks.

Morgana groaned as she felt the burning hot meat between her cheeks, Harry smiling from her sound before leaning in and whispering into her ear.

"If you think that was intense, you haven't seen anything yet," Harry said as he lined his cock up with her pussy once again, and before Morgana could say anything, he thrust into her again, making Morgana scream as Harry's cock hit new places, and he wasted no time in restoring his even more intense pace than when she was cleaning off his hand.

Morgana couldn't believe it.

How could this boy that couldn't fight to save his own life….

Be able to do this to her.

Degrade her.

Fuck her.

Break her into his personal cumdump.

It was a mystery to Morgana, but she would have to think on it later because as she was thinking, Harry raised his foot and stomped on the back of her head, sending Morgana to the ground, yelping in pain as she felt Harry continued to fuck her senseless as he ground his foot on the side of her head, pressing her face into the puddle of her own juices.

Harry grinned as he heard Morgana's groans of pain as he drove her face into the puddle of her own juices while fucking her pussy without restraint, his cock finding and assaulting her g-spot, making Morgana's brain turn to nothing but mush as Harry bred her.

"Tell me, slut, how does this feel?" Harry asked in a commanding tone, pressing his foot into Morgana's head more, making her groan gutturally, Harry smirking from the sound of her painful pleasure.

"MMMMM~! IT FEELS SHO GOOOOOD, MASHTERRR~! PLEASE, MASHTER~! BE ROUGHER WITH MEEEE~!" Morgana moaned as her cheeks were pressed into the ground, muffling the cock-drunk woman, Morgana's lower half shaking as she came again, her pussy clamping down on Harry's cock, making Harry groan as he redoubled his thrusts, intent on continuing his pelvis-shattering pace.

Harry said nothing in return as he felt an extremely familiar churn in his balls, the black-haired boy gritting his teeth as he continued to saw his cock into the screaming bitch beneath him, her voice certain to reach the ears of at least one other resident in the castle.

"Get ready, you thirsty bitch, I'm about to fill this battered cunt up with my cum! How does that sound, whore?!" Harry asked as he released one of her arms before giving Morgana's bright red ass a powerful slap, making Morgana's eyes bulge as she came again underneath his punishing thrusts.

"GAAAH~! YES, MASTER~! FILL THIS WHORE'S PUSSY WITH YOUR HOT, THICK CUM~! BREED MEEEE~!" Morgana squealed underneath Harry as he ripped her up off of the floor, pulling her back against his chest and fucked her from behind without restraint, the black-haired boy wrapping his arms around her bouncing tits, locking them in place as Morgana's arms grabbed onto the back of his head for dear life as she felt her legs give out on her.

"Here it comes! Take it you cum-guzzler!" Harry roared as he hilted his cock inside of Morgana's pussy, his cum shooting out of his cock and punching the back of Morgana's womb, making tears fall down Morgana's cheeks as she shook and shuddered, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as Harry held her in place, Morgana having a countless number of orgasms as she felt his cum fill up her once-barren womb.

"THERE'S SO MUCH CUM~! OH, MY FUUUUUUCK~! IT'S FILLING ME UP~!" Morgana screamed as she threw her head back as she spasmed, Harry smirking as he looked down at her belly and saw that her belly was slowly inflating, only a small amount of cum leaking out of their connection.

Morgana moaned and groaned as she felt her belly slowly inflate, the amount of semen Harry shot into her unprotected womb was insane, it put his earlier load to shame.

"TOO MUCH CUM~! I CAN'T TAKE IT ALL~!" Morgana screamed as she felt her belly expand, the woman looking down and seeing that she now looked at least 3 months pregnant.

"I told you to take my cum, whore! And that's what you're going to do!" Harry roared as he thrust his cock into Morgana again, making her wail as she felt his cock punch the back of her womb, knocking Morgana back down to her place beneath his as he pinched her nipple.

"GUUUUUUGH~! YES, MASTER~!" Morgana moaned out as soon enough Harry's deluge of cum came to a halt, and from the looks of it, she appeared to be 6 months pregnant.

Morgana was a wreck.

Her eyes were crossed.

Her mouth hung agape.

Her pussy was a wet, sticky mess.

And her brain was gone.

Morgana was broken.

"Ah, that's better," Harry said as he turned Morgana around and let her fall back into the puddle of cum she had created from earlier, Harry smirking at how she laid there on the ground, panting.

Morgana groaned as she felt Harry's cum begin to flow out of her pussy, her whole body shuddering as his essence left her.

Harry then kneeled down before Morgana, getting a large fistful of her raven hair as he lifted her head up, placing his cock, currently drenched in his own and Morgana's juices, on her face, smearing her face with the concoction and making Morgana look like nothing more than a street whore.

"I told you that I'd break you, Morgana, you should have listened to me… but at least now, you have a new master," Harry said before thrusting his cock into Morgana's mouth, making her eyes go wide as he buried his cock deep inside of her throat.

Harry wasted no time in hilting himself inside of her throat, Morgana's eyes rolling up, but Harry didn't begin thrusting, instead, he slowly pulled his cock out of Morgana's mouth inch-by-inch, cleaning his cock of their mixed juices, Harry smirking as he saw Morgana suck on his cock, her tongue roaming his member, removing the contents of it.

It only took a minute, but Harry then pulled his cock out of Morgana's mouth with a wet pop, the black-haired boy then released her head, letting it hit the ground as she moaned, Harry then standing up, looming over her, taking another look at her stuffed pussy and inflated belly.

"Now then, I am going to head to bed, you can enjoy the floor as it is more than enough for teasing whores like you, I will see you in the morning. And do clean this place up before I wake up, Morgana," Harry said as he walked over to the bed, his cock slowly going down before he slid under the covers, sleep taking him.

"Yesssh, Mashterrrr~," Morgana moaned out, her speech slurring as she could barely speak, the woman soon falling unconscious.

The next morning came soon for Morgana, she woke up on the floor, her head pounding, still feeling the cum from last night swimming around inside her womb.

"Uggggh," Morgana groaned as she got up off the floor, placing a hand on her pussy as she limped toward the bathroom, the contents of her snatch dripping on the floor, making Morgana whimper slightly.

It took a few minutes, but Morgana got the majority of Harry's cum out of her pussy and she then cleaned up the mess from last night before Harry woke up, the last thing she needed right now was him to wake up furious and subject her to more what she went through last night, and while it felt amazing she needed to be ready for today because this was the preparation day before their wedding tonight.

About an hour after she finished everything, she got dressed in her usual black dress and walked, well, limped, out of the room to go and meet the parents.

It took about 20 minutes before Morgana reached Lily and James's chamber where she found them cuddling.

"Ah, Morgana, how was last night?" Lily asked as she approached Morgana, noticing Morgana's limp but not saying anything.

"It, um, was quite tranquil, Ma'am, I could even call it dull," Morgana said, trying to play it off, but Lily was having none of it.

"Is that so? If I remember correctly, the two of you went to be and for a good several hours, you were screaming his name so loud, I could hear you from here," Lily said looming above Morgana, making her legs shake.

She just couldn't win right now.

"Tell me, Morgana, how is your 'new Master'?" James asked with a grin on his face.

"Too much for you, wasn't he?"

"Wait, you knew about this?! Why didn't you tell me?!" Morgana asked, Lily simply rolling her eyes.

"Do you really think I didn't notice how you were teasing him at the dinner table yesterday? And knowing Harry, he gave you plenty of warning before doing anything, so it's all on you, Morgana, you pushed him and paid for it, but from the sounds of it, you weren't sounding all that pained," Lily said with a smirk, making Morgana seethe.

"How do you know all of this, Lily? I must say it's rather odd for a mother to know so much of their son's own… traits," Morgana said, a concerned look in her eyes.

"Well, over the years, Harry has had mistresses, and some women who have wanted to take him when we were backed into a corner, but he always found his way back, and it was always with that girl or a man's daughter in tow. So, it was no surprise to me that Harry was more than capable to take down women on his own, especially since when he got back, the woman looked pregnant," Lily said as she walked up to the Dark Priestess.

"In all honesty though, I feel this is better, because now we have full disclosure here, and I do believe that a husband and wife should know everything about themselves," Lily said with a smirk as she heard the door behind her open again, turning around again, seeing Harry walk in, fully clothed and looking rather impressive from Morgana's perspective, a blush appearing on her face.

"Ah, good morning, Harry," Morgana said as Lily walked over and gave her son a hug, the black-haired boy smiling as he hugged his mother.

"Good morning to you too, mother," Harry said as he walked over to Morgana, looking down at her.

"Good morning, Morgana, I see you did as I asked, good work," Harry said as he put a hand on her shoulder.

Morgana's eyes went wide as suddenly she felt extremely hot, her legs began to shake and her breath hitch, making James look at her shocked.

"T-thank you, Har – er, Master," Morgana said, making James look at her even more shocked.

"Well, Harry, it seems that you have done a rather good job of reigning Morgana in, interesting," Lily said as she saw the mad blush on Morgana's face, her legs shaking even more as Morgana felt herself grow slightly wet.

It only took a single night for her subconscious mind to take such a submissive stance to Harry to the extent that his touch alone turned her on.

"I did not initiate this, Morgana did that, I just made good on a promise I made, but enough about that, we have a rather big day ahead of us, do we not?" Harry asked as he walked Morgana over to the same spot as the night before, Morgana grabbing onto Harry's arm to help her walk as without support she would fall over due to her limp and shaky legs.

"Indeed, we do have a rather full day, shall we start it with a nice breakfast?" Lily asked as she sat down, eyeing Morgana critically as she could not stop blushing.

"Yes, lets," Harry said as he smiled at Morgana.

To say that the Harry Morgana knew now, from the one she met not even 24 hours ago were completely different people would be an understatement.

As the day went on, Harry did things that drove Morgana mad, and what made it worse was that Harry was discreet enough that made Morgana look stupid.

At the breakfast table, Harry grabbed her ass roughly, making her moan just as she put some food into her mouth, earning some glares from the Potter family and a smirk from Lily.

As everyone was putting together the venue for the wedding later that evening, Harry shocked her while she was behind a large table and stuffed two ball-shaped objects into her unsuspecting pussy.

"Don't you dare take these out before tonight, you little slut," Harry said before walking away, leaving Morgana panting as she tried to adjust to the feeling of several objects inside of her.

And to top it all off, every time she did something that involved lifting of any kind, Harry would smack her ass and Morgana would drop what she had in her hands and fall to her knees.

While Lily could only wonder what was going through Morgana's head, she was more focused on the final part of the day…

The wedding.

The thing everyone there has been waiting for.

It was the evening in Morgana's castle in the woods.

The halls were decorated in grey and blue.

Morgana's hall had been transformed in mere hours into the near-perfect venue for the Potter-Pendragon wedding.

And it was ready right on time.

Morgause had set gathered a traveling band playing the most beautiful of music, a powerful, yet melodic anthem playing on the harps.

The doors to Morgana's throne room opened, and revealed Morgana wearing a white dress with bright red gemstones on the lower half of her dress, the dress sparkling as she stood there, barely moving.

Harry wore a simple black suit, the clothing looking excellent on the black-haired boy as he had Morgana's arm wrapped around his own.

As the music played the two of them began to slowly walk down the aisle, the members of the Potter family standing to watch Morgana and Harry walk down the aisle, Morgause standing at the altar, Lily standing on Harry's side of the altar.

As Morgana walked, she couldn't deny one thing…

She felt as though she were in a fairy tale.

This wedding was something far more extravagant and beautiful than nearly anything else she had seen in her life. A smile appearing on her face, along with a small blush.

Morgana then looked up at Harry, the black-haired boy looking forward before seeing Morgana's gaze turn to him. Harry, despite the behaviour he has shown Morgana over the past few hours, smiled at her.

It held no ill intent.

No malice.

But an honest smile.

Making Morgana blush and smile back before looking back up to the altar, seeing that they were almost there.

Perhaps this marriage wouldn't be so bad after all.

After a few short steps, Harry and Morgana were standing before Morgause, a smile on her face as she addressed the members of the audience.

"We are gathered here today to unite one Morgana Pendragon, and one Harry Potter. While their marriage holds political value, it is clear that they will be happy together due to their almost instantaneous bonding, the two forming a powerful bond within a few hours of meeting one another. If anyone wishes to not see these two wed, speak now or forever hold your peace!" Morgause said in a grand voice, her voice bouncing off the walls of the room, echoing slightly.

The two at the altar were pleased to hear no objections.

"The two of you have already spoken your vows, so I only have two remaining questions. Morgana, do you take Harry Potter to be your wedded husband, to cherish and to hold, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?" Morgause asked, looking at Morgana, the Priestess blushing slightly as she turned to look up at a smiling Harry.

"I do," Morgana said, a small tear coming to her eye.

"And do you, Harry Potter, take Morgana Pendragon to be your wedded wife, to cherish and to hold, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?" Morgause asked, looking up at Harry who nodded back to Morgana.

"I do," Harry said in a proud tone, before looking back at Morgana, his hands gripping her a bit tighter.

"Then I pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss the bride," Morgause said as Harry leaned in and kissed Morgana passionately, the Priestess returning the kiss as a small tear fell down her cheek.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you King and Queen Potter-Pendragon," Morgause said as the music returned with a vengeance and Morgana and Harry turned and saw the people in the audience clapping, and while the volume of the people was small, the value their praise held was invaluable.

After Harry and Morgana left the hall the two of them made their way back to their room, but on their way, as Morgana walked again, she could feel the balls shifting inside of her pussy, and they were driving her crazy.

As Harry and her entered their room, Harry took off his tunic and placed it on a chair, while Morgana took off the bottom of her dress and placed it on the same chair.

The two smiled at each other, until Harry looked away and sighed.

"Look, Morgana, I want you to understand that while what I did yesterday still stands, I want you to know that I will take care of you to the best of my ability, and while I am rather… intense in bed, I can be the man you need me to be," Harry said as he looked at Morgana smile back at him.

"I know you're a good person Harry, you showed me that when we were walking up to the altar, and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you," Morgana said as she kissed him on the cheek, making the black-haired boy blush.

"But…" Morgana said as she began to strip.

"This whore needs her Master right now, as she can still feel the balls in her pussy and they're making her so fucking horny," Morgana said with a seductive smile, Harry smirking at her.

"If that's what you need, Morgana," Harry said as he placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Who am I to deny you," Harry said as he ripped Morgana's dress right off her person, exposing her naked breasts and unprotected front.

"Now that's a sight," Harry said as he looked at Morgana's blushing, naked form.

"Strip for me, make me hard while I watch you lose what's left of that dress," Harry ordered, making Morgana smile seductively as she slowly stripped herself, giving Harry quite the show.

Her hips swayed seductively as she shimmied off her pants, letting them hit the ground with a heavy 'thump', Morgana ignoring them as she stepped out of the pant legs smoothly, the woman biting her lip as she saw Harry unbutton his undertunic shirt, making Morgana's nearly-exposed pussy begin to drip, staining her panties.

Morgana continued her dance, her hands moving from the bottom of her top to the tip of her breasts, Morgana cupping them as she gripped the torn fabric and in one swift motion, ripped the clothes open, revealing her dark red bra, the Potter wife now in nothing but her bra and panties as she saw Harry had just finished removing his pants, showing off his cock hanging from the gap in his legs sockets in his undergarment, making Morgana eye his cock with a sultry smile, the woman licking her lips as she approached Harry.

"Oh, Master, your cock looks like it's in pain, would you like your whore to help you with that?" Morgana asked in a sultry tone, pressing a small hand up against Harry's cock, making his member bulge slightly as it began to rise, but before Morgana could do anything else, Harry grabbed her by the waist and back of her head and brought her close to him.

His lips crashed into hers as the two began a ferocious tongue battle, Morgana trying her best, but Harry easily dominated the kiss, he then began walking forward, forcing Morgana to walk backward or else she would fall over and Harry would drag her by her hair.

In no time, Harry had reached their bed and threw Morgana onto the bed, making her yelp as she was flipped upside down, her back on the bed and her face pushed into Harry's crotch, making her take a deep whiff of the smell of his cock.

Morgana moaned softly as she moved her arms, about to tear off Harry's boxers, but before she could, Harry moved away, confusing Morgana greatly.

"Masterr~! The objects~! Take them out, I want your cock in me instead~!" Morgana moaned out as she watched Harry approach, the black-haired boy ripping off his undergarment as his cock was now standing at full attention, nearly making Morgana drool as Harry rested his balls on Morgana's forehead, making Morgana try to move to get access to the heavy testicles.

"You want my cock inside of you, don't you whore?" Harry asked as he looked down at Morgana's mad-with-lust face.

"Yes, Master~! I want you to fuck me with your cock like you did last night~!" Morgana moaned out, making Harry smirk.

"If you want this cock, whore, you're going to have to work for it. Get the balls out of your pussy while I fuck your throat and then I'll give you the cock you want so badly, do we have a deal?" Harry asked as he pressed his balls further onto Morgana's head, making her moan.

"Yes, Master~! I'll do it~! All for your cock~!" Morgana moaned out as she felt Harry line up his cock with her mouth. Since she is upside down, Harry has much easier access to her throat, making him smirk.

"That's a good cumdump, now, let's go!" Harry roared as he slammed his cock into Morgana's throat with nearly double the intensity of last time, making Morgana squeal out as she struggled to take the cock she did the other night again in a different position. The impressive meat shoving its way down her throat at a new angle, making it hit new spots down her throat.

Harry smirked as he heard Morgana struggle to take his cock down her throat as she felt the additional pleasure of the balls inside of her making her shake and shudder as she tried to push out the balls stuffed inside of her pussy, making her moan as she felt the metal orbs slowly slide towards her exit.

"That's it, whore, you're doing well!" Harry grunted as he continued to slam his hips into Morgana's face, spit and throat slime flew from their connection, making a new mess of Morgana's throat and face, and slathering Harry's cock, making it easier for him to continue to beat himself in and out of her throat, a rather noticeable bulge appearing in her throat each time Harry thrust his hardened cock back into Morgana.

Harry placed a hand on Morgana's belly, helping to push the balls towards the exit out of her pussy, and soon enough the first ball was pressing up against the tight entrance to Morgana's pussy, making the woman mewl as she tried to push it out, but due to the radius of the ball, it was extremely difficult.

"Is that the best you've got?! I'm disappointed, whore! At this rate, you'll never get my cock!" Harry shouted as he continued to savagely fuck Morgana's throat, making the woman's eyes cross and roll up, her face now bright red and a total mess.

After hearing that, Morgana began to panic, she wanted, no, needed his cock to fuck her like it did last time. And this little orb would not stop that!

Not in a million years!

So, with all of her strength, Morgana pushed with all of her might.

Morgana's eyes rolling up even further as she felt her pussy being stretched open by the first ball trying to exit, and as she did, she felt she was losing strength, the ball was slowly receding back inside of her.

'Noooooo~!' Morgana moaned in her mind, refusing to give up, and with a mighty push, the ball shot out of her pussy and flopped onto the bed before her, sending an orgasm surging through Morgana, making her whole body shudder as if she were a madwoman.

"That's one down, slut, get the other one out soon, otherwise I might just cum in your throat and leave nothing left for your pussy," Harry teased, making Morgana panic as he continued to mercilessly fuck her throat, making the Priestess gag, and choke on his meat, the woman coughing and sputtering as his cock forced its way down her throat.

With the first ball out, Morgana went back to pushing as hard as she could, making her moan as she struggled to make the ball move as the feeling of Harry's cock wrecking her throat and now playing with her bouncing tits was making it increasingly difficult for her to concentrate.

"Having problems, slut? I thought I told you to get that ball out! So, do it, now!" Harry roared as he pressed his fist down into Morgana's stomach, making her groan as she felt the ball be forced out towards her exit, and with that the ball was pressing against her pussy, still bouncing around her insides where the ball now rests.

'It's so cloooose~!' Morgana moaned out in her head as she gripped her bed sheets, trying desperately to get the ball out so she can finally take Harry's cock in!

Morgana pushed with all of her might and the last ball shot out of her pussy, colliding with the first one and knocking it back slightly, Morgana cumming again as her juices slowly slide out of her now slightly gaping pussy.

But before Morgana could take a break, Harry's cock continued to fuck her throat and he leaned over and with both of his hands and pressed them into Morgana's clit, making her scream on Harry's cock and squirt all over the bed, her whole body spasming as Harry held her in place, torturing her clit with his fingers.

"Now that's a nice reaction," Harry said as he tore his cock out of Morgana's throat, making her cough and sputter as she fell back onto the ground, her face a complete mess as she looked up at Harry's cock with a look of pure lust.

"That wasn't so hard, was it, whore?" Harry asked as he pulled Morgana's head up by her hair, a fucked-stupid smile on her face.

"Look alive, bitch! You're going to get the cock you want so bad!" Harry roared as he pushed Morgana onto her hands and knees on the bed, making her yelp in pleasure.

"Thank you, Master! Fuck this dirty pussy of mine! I can't wait to feel you inside me again~!" Morgana shouted eagerly as she waved her full ass at him, the black-haired boy shoving his cock between her legs, making Morgana groan as she felt his cock rub up against her stomach, nearly touching her heaving breasts.

"Your pussy? Oh, no, I had that hole last night, tonight I'm going for your ass," Harry said as he prodded her ass with his member, making Morgana's eyes widen in shock.

"W-wait! M-Master?! Nooooo~! That hole can't take your coooo-AAAAAAAH~!" Morgana moaned out as she felt Harry shove his cock into her virgin asshole, making Morgana's teeth grit and her pussy squirt all over the bed as Harry's cock destroys her virgin ass, painful tears stream down Morgana's cheeks as a burning hot pain came from her ass.

"NOOOO~! MASTER~! TAKE IT OUT~! IT'S TOO MUCH~!" Morgana screamed out as she tried to get Harry's cock out of her ass, but as she moved, Harry gave her ass a brutal slap, making Morgana scream and buckle underneath the slap, leaving a bright red hand mark on her ass.

"Did I ask you to take my cock?! No! Your master gave you an order, so follow it!" Harry roared as he began to pound Morgana's unprepared ass as he did her pussy the previous night, at full force, making her scream and moan as she felt the pain turn to pleasure.

"IT'S SO FUCKING BIIIIG~!" Morgana screamed as she gripped the bed sheets beneath her for dear life as her upper body fell forward, the fuck-drunk woman biting the sheets as she tried to muffle her own pleasurable moans and high-pitched screams as she felt Harry's cock making her belly bulge, her form stretching to accommodate his enormous member.

"Of course, it is you stupid slut! Now shut up and take my cock! Scream for me! Moan for me, you filthy bitch!" Harry roared as he slapped her ass again and again, each slap more brutal than the last, making Morgana's ass begin to turn bright red, her ass clamping down on his cock with each harsh meaty slap.

"MMMMMAAAAAA~! YES, MASTER~! FUCK ME HARDER, MASTER~!" Morgana screamed out as Harry wasted no time in fucking Morgana like a wild animal, loving the sound of her moans and the meaty, wet slaps of his hips colliding with her ass, as well as the sounds of his balls slamming into her clit, ripping an orgasm out of Morgana, making her squirt on the bed more, her eyes rolling up to the back of her head, and her tongue hanging out of her mouth in a fucked-stupid manner.

Harry smirked at this and leaned forward, giving Morgana's right tit a rough squeeze, the black-haired boy moving his hand up and pinching Morgana's nipple, making her breath hitch.

"Be careful what you wish for," Harry whispered into Morgana's ear, making a shiver go down her spine as Harry placed his arms beneath her legs, stopping his pounding and then wrapping his hands around the back of her neck, confusing Morgana until she found herself in a full nelson, her ass completely at Harry's mercy as he prodded her ass with his enormous meat, making Morgana groan in anticipation.

"MASTERRRR~! STOP MAKING ME WAIT~! FUCK YOUR WHORE UNTIL SHE IS GUSHING YOUR CUM, JUST LIKE LAST NIGHT~!" Morgana moaned out, making Harry grin as he said nothing, but instead slammed his cock back into Morgana's ass, making the woman scream as she had his burning rod buried back inside of her once again.

Harry groaned from how tight Morgana's ass was at this new angle, but he didn't let it stop him for one moment, he began to thoroughly plow Morgana's ass, her stomach bulging as his cock was visible to any who saw it rearranging her insides to make way for his enormous cock.

"OH FUUUUUUCK~! IT'S GOING SO MUCH DEEPER~! I CAN ALMOST FEEL IT IN MY THROAT~!" Morgana screamed out as she held onto the back of Harry's head, her arms struggling to support her as Harry made her body writhe and shake as Harry used her ass as nothing more than a glorified fleshlight. Not that Morgana minded in the least.

"You're really loving this aren't you, well, how about this?!" Harry said as he slipped one of his hands down to her pussy while using the other to hold up Morgana, the Priestess screaming as she felt Harry's fingers begin to blast into her folds, the digits dancing inside of her, making her squirt all over the bed beneath them.

"IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOOD~! MASTER~! YOUR FINGERS ARE DRIVING ME CRAZY AS YOU FUCK ME IN THE ASS~! I'M CUMMING AGAIN~!" Morgana screamed as she squirted again, making a huge mess of the bed and herself, her eyes becoming half-lidded and her body falling limp.

Harry noticed this and pinched her clit, "We're not done yet, you selfish slut! I'm going to cum soon, and you will feel me fill up this fat ass of yours," Harry said into Morgana's ear, making her eyes cross as they opened again, Morgana's mind falling into nothing.

"YES, MASTER~! PLEASE GRACE YOUR BITCH WITH YOUR SEED~! I WANT TO FEEL YOU FILLING ME UP TO THE BRIM~! MAKE MY BELLY BLOAT WITH YOUR CUM~!" Morgana screamed as she felt Harry's cock begin to pulse, showing that his release was coming soon.

"I'm cumming!" Harry roared as he fired off his cum into Morgana's ass, his first shot of sperm punching into Morgana's belly, making her stomach bulge as his cock shot a large wave of cum into her ass, making it fill up and look as though it were 9 months pregnant in a matter of seconds.

"GAAAAAAAH~! THERE'S SO MUCH MORE THAN YESTERDAY~! IT'S FILLING ME UP SO MUCH FASTER~! OH FUUUUCK~!" Morgana screamed as she felt Harry's cum begin to travel up her body as her ass began to leak Harry's rich cum, a small pool being created at the base of Harry's feet of the escaped seed.

Harry grunted as he continued to fill up Morgana's ass, making sure this whore was so full of his seed she may never get it all out, thoroughly marking her as his property.

"OH MY GOD~! I CAN FEEL IT IN MY THROAT~! IT'S COMING UP~! MASTER~! MASTER~! IT'S GOING TO COME OUT OF MY-GHHLRRKKK~!" Morgana moaned out as she shut her mouth, feeling the cum travel up her throat, Harry clamping a hand over her mouth in order to stop the stream of cum from bursting out of her mouth, Morgana's cheeks bulging as her mouth filled with his seed.

As Morgana's mouth filled with his seed, Morgana's eyes rolled up to the back of her head, her face turned bright red, and some cum slowly trickled out of her nose, but after a few moments, the pressure became too much and the dam broke, making Morgana's mouth burst open.

Cum shot out of her mouth and nose, making a complete mess of her body as she was doused with her master's cum, making her groan as Harry put her down on their bed, in a large puddle of their mixed juices making Harry smirk.

"Now that's a good whore. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you, it's going to be so much fun," Harry said as he placed a hand on Morgana's pussy, making her body shudder and her pussy squirt once more, making Harry smirk.

Oh yes, they were going to have a great marriage.