High Lord Reginald, Emperor of all

"Elia..you are not to erupt for the first time without me between your legs. Do you understand?" He demanded.

This surprised Elia as she wasn't sure what he spoke of but understood how wonderful his fingers and his mouth felt.

"No my Lord...I...shall..not..but.." she stuttered.

"But what?" he demanded.

"I know not what you speak of when you say erupt..." She blushed and her glow became of softer colours and more muted. Perfect thought Balhori...she is calming.

"Well...my sweet child, you are feeling good all over and a sense of building is happening within your body...is it not? He asked smiling up at her.

"Yes....yes, my Lord, I feel such strange and wonderful things building within." She blushed. Balhori chuckled.

"As per our agreement and our ways you are not to have your first virgin eruption until you are upon my cock as it is believed that when I fill you with my royal seed your womb will take my seed deeper." He smiled so sexily at her she started to glow brighter again.

"You please me, Elia, I want our coupling to be perfect. This will also ensure the treaty between our peoples." He moved up over her and kissed her hard on her swollen lips, she moaned loudly.

"Now, Elia...open for me. Let me bury myself between your legs and soak your virgin cloth with your blood. You will be mine." He growled, his eyes aglow as he looked down at her.

"Yes...yes...my Lord." Elia said and tentatively opening her legs. His body fell in between her legs so naturally it was as if he belonged there. He rose up and grabbed his cock in his hands. Even in his huge hands his cock was too big. She looked down afraid.

"..fear not, little one. Your delicate petals are slick with your passion. It will take my cock and I swear to be ever gentle." He encouraged.

He squeezed the head of his cock and a bead of liquid fell from it and upon Elia's soft mound. He moaned and she squired beneath him. He held firmly above her and stroked his huge hardness above her while staring into her eyes. He seemed afire with passion and his breaths were heavy. His great chest expanded and his rope upon rope of muscles tightened while he stroked. He moaned louder.

"For you....my virgin bride...for you..." he moaned as he stroked.

"My Lord...yes, you are a true warrior. So strong and firm. Your hardness matches no other I have ever seen in the great halls of statues." She looked down and watched as bead after bead of clear liquid fell from his enormous tip of his hardness. She was certain her delicate folds would not house such a weapon.

"You honor me, my bride...you certainly honor me with your words." He moaned and stroked harder.

He lowered his hardness to her mound and stroked against her. She cried out softly. "yes, my Lord...yes." Her skin glowed in pulses brighter. He smiled and stroked his cock against her nub until it stood out and pushed back against him. Another bead of his liquid fell against her delicate nub and she moaned louder.

"no...not yet my bride." He took the virgin-cloth from her hands, as was their custom he was to hold it to his manhood and catch all virgin blood in fear there wouldn't be enough to soak the white cloth. No white was to show, it must be dripping with the blood of his virgin bride. Her heart quickened as he took the cloth as she knew this massive hardness was about to rip her and probably kill her if he wasn't careful.

"I shall be as gentle as I can yet fill this cloth." He said. He wrapped it carefully in his hand and stroked his cock upon her. His breath became steady her glowing increased. He pushed gently into her delicate petals looking for the wetness to coat his cock head. She moaned and shivered.

"Not yet, my bride....no." he commanded looking at her fiercely with his green eyes glowing as bright as hers.

"No my Lord...but my Lord...you feel of fire against my womanly parts." She breathed heavy.

"Tis, well, my little one...tis well...I will pull back my stroking upon your nub and find your nectar to wet my cock head to ease the entry to your virgin sheath." He said gently. He pushed her legs apart painfully, she had never had her legs thus and it hurt but she allowed her husband his right, this was his to take.

"I'm sorry my little Elia but my cock will not fit if your legs are not parted completely." He said groaning as he pressed his hardness against her wet core.

"There....there it is, your sweet wetness that will allow our people peace for eternity." With the virgin-cloth near his head he stroked faster and breathed harder.

"Do not fear...I will push upon your maidenhead gently to break it and let your blood flow." He encouraged. His cock head was too big to push passed the delicate lips of Elia's heavenly parts so he had to pull her lips apart painfully to expose the sheath that he would claim. Elia winced and Balhori apologized.

"Forgive me my bride but I must open you up to accept my cock head. It will help with the catching the virgin blood also." He said stroking his cock harder against her maidenhead.

He pushed harder, she moaned loader but it hurt a lot. But Elia found this pain made her nub tingle and her nipples pearl even more and she cried out. Balhori thrust gently forward and pushed the huge head of his cock just inside core, tearing her maidenhead. He groaned loudly and she cried out in pain. He reached down and rubbed her nub and he tried to push his cock in further. He had not completely taken this virgin cunny. He needed to thrust more to break her maidenhead completely.

"You are too small my Elia..." he panted.

"You must! You must make me bleed my Lord...please!" she begged through the pain and pleasure of it. He thrust harder and she screamed...he tore into her, planting his cock firmly half way in. He yelled out a roar and rubbed her nub while he pulled out his cock to the head. He could see the virgin cloth was almost full of her blood.

"I'm sorry Elia...we need more blood...I must go deeper." He rubbed her nub and with one hard thrust firmly planted himself inside her virgin hole to his balls. He held tight while she screamed and begged him to stop as the pain was too great. She finally calmed. The pain was unbearable but her nub was near to exploding and even though he did not move she rocked her damaged and torn core against his hardness.

Balhori was panting hard and looking down at Elia, she was ready to erupt upon his cock as a pure virgin bride should. He was so proud of her. He did not move. He wanted to give her time to adjust to the thickness of his cock that was planted firmly inside her. He looked down and saw the virgin-cloth of proof was not only full but it dripped upon the bed cloths too. He was pleased. He held it up.

"Elia, my sweet Elia..see? The virgin-cloth...you are not shamed." He smiled and bent down to kiss her swollen lips.

"Thank you my Lord...oh thank you my Lord!" she moaned and started to glow anew. She was in dire pain, he could tell but her resolve was not over. She was about to erupt upon his cock. His cock started to twitch and wanted to move but he knew this would hurt his little Elia more. He would call in healers to have her made anew once they were finished in their wedding bed this eve.

"Do you want to continue my brave little one." Balhori asked softly.

"My lord! We have not yet fulfilled our coupling." She said panting and rubbing against him. He continued to rub her hard little nub between them. And watched as her colors pulsed in rhythm to her pleasure. His cock grew harder, she winced but moaned as she looked up at him with her rainbow glowing eyes.

"My Lord I wish to erupt when you erupt...fill my womb with seed and make me with child this eve." She begged reaching up for his lips. How could he refuse her.

"Elia, I will move within your tight sheath but I fear this will hurt you and make you bleed even more. Be prepared my bride." He said gently. He pulled out slightly and pushed back in. Elia called out in pain. "Do not stop my Lord....my eruption awaits yours." She moaned. He pushed in gently, she winced again. He became undone to see this brave tiny fairy, his beautiful bride take such pain and want more and still glow with pleasure. She was a true mother of a leader and deserving of his seed. He took no heed to her cries of pain and moved ever faster within her tight walls. Harder he thrust inside, she cried out in pain, he went faster and deeper. Looking into her glowing eyes as she pulsed faster and faster she finally erupted and filed the room with bright light and clamped down on his cock so hard he could barely move inside of her. The extra tightness was his undoing. He stroked one last time and yelled "Elia...take my seed bride." As he filled her. He kept stroking and crying out and moaning as they both rocked together. He could not stop he filled her womb with his seed as they both erupted a second time. Elia's glow was bright and pulsing in time to her moans as she softly moaned "my Lord...my Lord.." over and over again.

He looked down at his now spent bride and smiled. His chest ached with the pride he felt for her.

"You are such a good girl, Elia..." he said kissing her softly on her swollen mouth. He looked down at the marks he had made upon her glowing flesh and smiled. Mine he thought. She is mine.

"Elia? Are...are...you alright, my brave little bride?" He laid down beside her and took in the rest of her body to see where else she may be "marked" or bruised. He felt no guilt but a sense of possession towards her, she was his to mark or bruise or to spill his seed in.

"My Lord, I apologize but I am with pain within my womanly parts." She moaned softly. Her body was aglow with not only her skin but from Balhori sweat as he pounded mercilessly in and out of her sheath. She looked over at him and she saw pride radiating from him.

"So brave...a fine mother of a leader." He moved his hand down to her stomach.

"I have filled your womb with my seed, my bride. In a fortnight we will have news of a son, I'm sure of it!" He bent down and kissed her stomach.

"Now let's see how you are down here." He said motioning towards the top of her legs. She winced and closed her legs tight.

"Fear not, you are my bride and I will care for you. You gave me a great gift this eve. And I wish to care for it as I intend to use it more before this eve is through." He grinned at her excitedly.

She gingerly spread her legs for his examination.

"Wider...Elia.." he commanded.

"My Lord...but it hurts..." She complained. Her skin was now back to normal no more rainbow glowing.

"It's supposed to hurt, it shows you were pure and I was the only one there. It is now mine and I will care for your delicate sheath." He smiled encouragingly at her.

"Now open very wide. And I shall fetch a basin and ointment to heal you." He poured water into the basin on the side table near the window. This was left here for the coupling, with fresh cloths and ointments to heal his bride once he tore her maidenhead. He had never cared for anyone who was a virgin but he would treat her with care.

He looked out the window and there were people standing in the court yard looking up at the window. He could see them in the glow of the moonlight. They saw him and cheered. He forgot...he was to come to the window and wave the virgin-cloth once it was confirmed she was pure. He was so concerned with his bride he forgot this important ritual. Then he was to call for the Seer to take the cloth who would confirm it. The cloth would be encased in a magic glass box upon a crystal pedestal and people of the land would come and see it and rub the box for luck with their own couplings. The box would then be visited by officials from Elia's lands and we would celebrate our union as a people.

"Elia...my sweet.." He began. But she could hear the crowd and knew they had forgotten the ritual.

"Tis, alright. Tend to me after the ritual is complete. He took the sacred cloth and with love and care he looked upon it.

"It is a beautiful sight.." he said glancing at Elia then to the cloth.

"This is our beginning. Great things will happen because of this blood soaked cloth. Tis the blood of purity, the blood of peace, the blood of our love..." He hoped she would grow to love his ugliness, but he knew that there was something she liked about him or she would never have erupted so.

"Yes, my Lord, it is but a great cloth of beginnings." Elia sighed. She thought perhaps she could love this huge ugly man...in spite of his ugliness she felt stirrings within her core anew when she looked upon his warriors body and saw the excitement and pride in his eyes when he looked upon her virgin-cloth filled with her blood.

Balhori went to the window and opened it. The crowd roared with delight. He then held the virgin-cloth out the window and waved it with pride. The crowd roared even louder.

"Seer! Cometh to my wedding chamber to retrieve the virgin-cloth soaked with the blood of my pure bride! She is truly pure and filled with my seed!" he yelled the words of old as was the tradition of royalty when they took a bride. He waived the cloth again then closed the window turning to Elia. There were tears in her eyes, she was so proud of him, he was a warrior and he was hers. His strong arms were hers to protect her and their young, his too large cock was there to penetrate her when he felt the need and fill her with seed all the days of their lives together. She was falling in love.

"My Elia! Cry not! This night of pain will be over soon, I will heal you and clean you." He hurried over to the bed. A knock came to the door. The Seer.

Balhori went to the door.

"My High Lord Balhori. You called for me?" The Seer said as he bowed. As was our customs all Seers were eunuchs and were picked at birth by another Seer. They could see much clearer without passion clouding their thoughts.

"Yes! Yes!" Balhori grinned. "Come in! Come in! My pure bride is upon our wedding bed please approach." Balhori was beaming with pride to show off his new pure bride that he had broken and filled with seed.

"Yes...thank you." The seer said smiling from beneath his robe. He was a very small man compared to Balhori but he was a eunuch this was normal for him. Yet he was still much taller than I.

"My Lady" he bowed at Elia from the side of the bed.

"I need to ensure that indeed you were pure." As per our traditions he had to inspect her to ensure she didn't just pour blood on herself at the coupling to fool her groom.

He leaned over and looked closely between her legs.

"My Lord, would you?" The Seer nodded at her mound.

"Yes, yes, of course..." Balhori said eagerly and proudly.

He reached for her legs and spread them gently.

"I have to spread them far my little one.." he said apologetically.

"Tis our ways...." she said turning her head as she was blushing and embarrassed.

Balhori pulled her legs apart until they hurt as he did before. Elia moaned in pain softly. He patted her thigh softly and smiled at her.

"Shhhh....just relax." He said gently.

"hmmm....she did bleed a lot my Lord." The Seer smiled at them both.

"A very good coupling!" The Seer said again smiling gently at Elia.

"Now the maidenhead. I'm thinking it was very thick for such blood...no?" He asked Balhori.

"I do not know, Seer. She is very tiny as you can see and I am somewhat larger." He rubbed his slightly hard cock for the Seer to inspect and smiled lovingly at Elia.

"Well done, my Lord!" He smiled and bowed at Balhori.

"Mayhap you can undo her delicate folds....gently..." he said smiling at Elia reassuringly "so I can see the maidenhead is indeed broken in complete."

"And why would it not be?" Balhori asked almost offended.

"Oh my Lord Balhori, do not take offense. Often times the maidenhead can take several couplings to break completely as it stretches or heals if a healer is brought in too soon." He explained.

"I see. I was about to put ointment on her delicate folds so she would heal faster as I was eager to fill her with more seed." He said stroking Elia's hair lovingly. Elia was very sore and was hoping that she could get the ointment very soon to heal her core. As she did want more seed to ensure she was with child before this eve was done.

"Just relax my love.." Balhori said as he gently pulled Elia's delicate lips apart for the Seer. Elia winced. Balhori gently shushed her.

"We are almost done...relax." He said gently.

"More my Lord Balhori...sorry child." The Seer said.

Balhori pulled her lips painful apart until her core was visible to the Seer.

"Ah yes! There! There it is!" He said excitedly.

"Tis a large maidenhead and is mostly broken. Perhaps two or three more couplings this eve will correct this." He smiled at Elia and Balhori.

"However...I'm sorry but no healing ointment as it will heal too much and the maidenhead will be repaired. ...Sorry my child, I know you are in pain." He patted her hand gently.

"How can this be?? She completely sheathed my cock!" Balhori said grabbing his cock and balls in one hand.

"See the size of me? How did I not break it all the way? Impossible!" He said apparently angry with the Seer.

"I'm sorry my Lord Balhori. Perhaps...did you?" The Seer began

"...did you penetrate her with great force or were you of a gentle warrior?" He asked softly of Balhori.

"I ....I...was gentle...at first, but then I pushed hard to my resolve!" he said happily.

"I know she is of a small fairy race but her kind are strong and heal quickly. You must penetrate her forcefully and hard at least two more times this eve. Here." He reached into his bag he brought.

"Take this new virgin-cloth and also fill with blood. " He handed the new cloth to Balhori.

"Tis not over?" Balhori asked?

"Aye! Tis over. She is pure, you have soaked the virgin-cloth. Aye, but this second cloth is of extra importance. It is rare to fill two cloths. If she fills two cloths she will be noted as a great mother to our people for ever more. She will bare you many sons and fill your heart with joy. This extra cloth with determine if she is a great Queen our people have searched for throughout our past." He smiled and bowed at Balhori.

"Well then! Tis over!! She is pure the virgin-cloth is soaked and our people are at peace." He let out a sigh of relief.

"This next cloth...My Elia will put you on a pedestal for all eternity. Women will dream of bleeding as you have this eve and men will be jealous of me and my Queen." He said with pride.

"My Lord, there is one more thing..." The Seer said clearing his throat.

"And that is..." Balhori asked sternly.

"As I said these fairy races are healers. You must not let her maidenhead heal. She must wear a special baton made from the finest leathers, inside her when you are not engaged in coupling. We will have one made in your image." He nodded towards Balhori manhood.

"A baton? What is this contraption? Will it harm my Elia" Balhori said looking at Elia then at the Seer, concerned.

"No, it will not harm her but it won't allow her maidenhead to grow over her womanly sheath. She is to wear it day and night throughout all her activities until her bleeding stops. I would think, 2 fortnights hence." He said looking thoughtfully at Elia's delicate broken core.

"My Lord?" Elia said.

"No worries, my Elia... We shall have the best baton made and it will be delivered tomorrow. Tonight I will fill your slick sheath with my cock until morning. And we will fill the second cloth with more virgin blood, my love." He said holding up the cloth.

"Seer, have the best leathers used and have the baton delivered before second meal." He said leading him to the door.

"My Lord, I need to...err...measure your hardness to ensure we make the right size.." The Seer said stuttering.