Where are my jewels, maid?

The king watches as his sultanate guards tear the maid's dress to shreds, revealing her plump, jiggling flesh beneath. They grab her breasts roughly, pinching and twisting the nipples until they stand erect. One guard snarls at her,"Where are my jewels, maid?" She shakes her head, tears streaming down her face. Another guard growls in frustration, yanking her hair back so forcefully that she cries out in pain.He moves closer, his erection throbbing in his pants. With a vicious grin, he rips open the maid's crotch, revealing her shaved pussy. The stench of fear and arousal fills the air as he lunges forward, shoving his cock deep inside her. The guards cheer, urging him on. He was a talented artist with a unique style.