Chapter 3: Horny Ogre Fucks Slutty Italian Princess

 

Illuso’s body was wrapped in a warm blanket. He slept like a baby. While he was laying down, he remembered that he was supposed to be in the middle of a fight. Immediately, he sat up and looked around the room. The room was very rustic, and there was nothing odd about the bedroom. But a dirty mirror bothered Illuso. Looking away from it, he looked at the bookshelf that contained fairy tales. Next, he looked out the window. The window had no glass.

What a strange house, he thought.

Suddenly, the poorly-made door creaked open slowly. An ogre stepped inside, holding a tray with two cups.

“W-who are you? Don't move!” Illuso demanded, bringing out his stand.

“I'm Shrek. I brought you to my swamp when I found you unconscious near a dead body.”

So Illuso won? He felt relieved.

“Well, I guess I'll be going,” he said. He got out of bed.

“Wait,” he spoke. Illuso waited. “Do you want to hang out?”

“Hang out? We just met.”

“Well…” He looked at the tray holding the tea. “I made this for you, though. Surely you have enough time?”

Illuso sighed and sat at the edge of the bed. “Very well, I guess.”  He patted the spot where Shrek could sit. The ogre’s arms were slightly shaky due to the butterflies in his stomach. Was he blushing? The long-haired man hadn't commented on anything. Shrek exhaled quietly and sat down near him. He placed the tray between the space that separated them.

Illuso took a sip of the tea. “Green tea? I'm more of a coffee person,” he commented. “But it's good.”

“Oh, uh, thanks!”

They sat there quietly, drinking their tea.

“So,” Illuso said, breaking the silence, “why did you bring me to your house?”

“Oh, well, I couldn't just leave you lying there.”

“You like me.” He placed his tea on the tray.

Shrek widened his eyes and looked at him. “Excuse me, what?” It was true, but how did he know?

Illuso moved the tray to the nightstand and got closer to him. Shrek was holding his tea until the other took it from him and stored the liquid in his mouth. The human squeezed his jaws, making the ogre open his mouth. He spat the tea in his mouth and tossed the teacup somewhere.

“Listen here, ogre,” he spoke. “I have seen your bookshelf, and all the stories have no ogres in them. Are you looking for some romance? Because if you are, tough luck. I'm not into that romantic garbage. But if you're looking for a princess… I don't mind being treated like one. Plus, I’m fine with anyone calling me she.”

The ogre swallowed the tea. “Okay, my princess,” he said. He was getting turned on.

“I'm hot. Take off my jacket,” she ordered.

He took it off her quickly because it only had two buttons. Shrek’s eyes admired her chest. Her arms were strong and toned as well.

“Wow,” the ogre commented. “Do you work out?”

“Did I ask you to speak?” she spoke. “Yes, I do. I'm not as buff as Risotto.”

“Risotto?”

“That's somebody you don't need to know. I never gave you my name, did I? Well, it's Illuso. Now…” She flicked her shoes off. “Take off my pants.”

Shrek grabbed her pants, but then she grabbed his hands.

“Wait, stop,” she said. “Let me see your cock.”

He stood up and pulled his pants down along with his underwear, exposing his erect monster cock in the air.

“It's huge! H-how?” Illuso commented.

“I'm a monster, an ogre.”

“I guess that makes sense. You may continue taking off my pants.”

Shrek slowly pulled down her pants. What was now left was a pair of golden silk panties with black lace and some socks. There was a bulge between her hairless toned legs.

“J-just start touching me somewhere. Let me lay down first.”

Illuso looked at the ogre, breathing nervously. Her body was shaking. Although her face looked neutral, her body language said otherwise. Then Shrek had an idea. He helped her take off her clothes, and he took of his due to her command. He believed he was owed something.

“I can tell you're shaking, my princess. Are you cold? Want me to help you out your clothes on?” he asked.

“Excuse me?” Now she had an angry expression on her face as well as her cheeks being flushed.

“You heard me.”

Her face got even redder. “I told you to start touching me!”

Obeying her orders, Shrek placed his hands on her arms and started rubbing them.

“What are you doing?” Illuso asked angrily.

“Touching you somewhere just as you asked.”

“What I meant--”

“Gee, princess, a monster like me shouldn’t be taking orders from you. And I’ve been following your orders with no reward.”

Illuso loved it when they get forceful. She liked where this was going. Very well, she’ll play along. “What’re you going to do to me?”

“I’m going to get what I want.”

The ogre grabbed Illuso by the throat, squeezing slightly. He rubbed her bulge and eventually ripped off the panties. Just like her legs, she was hairless down there as well. Her shaft was smaller than his, but it was bigger than average by just two inches. The now nude princess struggled, arms swinging weakly to shake him off.

“Princess, if only you looked at the nightstand, you’d see that I was into the darker fairy tale stories,” Shrek spoke with a wicked smile on his face. “It’s not much, but have you seen the stories? It’s different from Disney’s versions.” He let go of her throat, allowing her to talk.

“I’ve only seen the Disney versions,” she replied. “What makes the fairy tale dark?”

“Princess, I’m going to reenact these scenes. Just say donkey if things get too intense for you. And also, I’m not going to use a condom. Are you fine with this?”

She nodded.

“Well, there's this story about Rapunzel, but that's boring.” Shrek thought for a second. “Sleeping Beauty! How about that one?”

“Sure! Guess I'll close my eyes for this.”

“Yes, but wait. I'll get something sharp to poke you with.”

Shrek got up and went out of the room. He came back in a few minutes later with a needle.

“I'm pretty sure Sleeping Beauty pricked her fingers with a spindle,” Illuso commented.

“And in another version, a piece of flax poked her. Doesn't matter,” he replied. “The fun starts after I poke you with it. Or you poke yourself.”

“Give me the needle.”

She took it and stabbed her finger with it. She laid back on the bed and went to sleep. Her hands rested on her stomach.

“Pretty sure she fell unconscious, but whatever.” Shrek’s comment annoyed her, and she would say something if she wasn't in the middle of this role play.

Illuso’s eyes were still closed, and she could feel Shrek’s rough hands gliding across her smooth legs. And then for some reason, he started to massage her feet. She started to feel less tense. Shrek then spread her legs open, exposing her hole. Then, without warning, the ogre’s monster cock entered his hole. He was surprised by how his cock managed to slide in. He’d normally had to use an excessive amount of lube. She didn't take all the inches at first, though. Judging from the slight frown on her face, it might've hurt a little bit. However, once Shrek went deeper into her ass, she got used to it. Once he believed she was comfortable enough for a pounding, he thrust his cock in repeatedly and mercilessly until he came inside her. Cum dripped from Illuso’s ass, but she was not satisfied. It took a few minutes to realize that he was done with her. She opened her eyes and sat up straight, glaring at him.

“That was it?” Illuso said. “I'm a cum dumpster now?”

“Sleeping Beauty got raped by some king and got pregnant,” Shrek explained. “That's it.”

“But I need more! Please!”

Shrek looked at Illuso. Her hair was a mess. The ponytails were loosened and some hair clung to her sweaty forehead. Her cock was flushed, wanting to bed touched more.

He sighed. “You told me to treat you like a princess. Get lost, you filthy whore.”

“Excuse me?” she raised her voice.

“Princesses who spread their legs too easily for anyone are frowned upon. You're no princess. You're a dirty, spoiled slut.”

Illuso began to cry. She quickly put her clothes on and left his house, shutting the door loudly in anger.

“Fuck you!” Shrek heard her say from outside his house.

“Finally,” he spoke to himself. “That annoying bitch is out of my swamp.”