The Troll-king of Freljord

Gliding across the ground with her usual demeanor, Lissandra turned to regard the Troll King before ascending up the stairs to her kingdom as usual. Trundle had other plans however, and as she turned to him, he turned his club on her. Dazed but not out of it, Lissandra seethed with Rage, turning to him with magic emanating from her hands before realizing he was gone. Turning cautiously a heavy thud into the back of her head ceased all thought, and the world became black.
Trundle smiled as he brushed Lissandra's hair lightly with his hand, months of preparation had led up to this. It had taken a long time for him to find the right way to attack the ice witch, but it would all be worth it. The Iceborn warrior on the bridge had finally told him what he had been waiting to hear, how to contain the Seeker. Guffawing as he mulled over the smaller details, he looked across the woman's bare and vulnerable body, an ornate choker made from ice the only material left on her body. Smacking her stomach suddenly, his smiled widened as her eyes shot open before forming a glare as they focused on him. "Welcome back Queenie." he taunted as his rough calloused hand slid over her chest, grabbing and squeezing her modest breasts. "You WILL release me, tro-" she began before his fist met her face. The ensuing silence stretched on only until Trundle brandished his cock, already hard from his viewing of Lissandra's body. "RELEASE ME OR I'LL-" "You'll WHAT witch? I'm sure if you could do anything, you would have done it already. You and I both know that you've no powers right now, I'm certain you've already tried to kill me at least once. No, no, you won't be free by any means. Instead, you and I are going to have a bit of.. fun." he said, a toothy grin spreading along his face as his hands found her thighs. Squeezing them lightly, Trundle nodded as he spread her legs, revealing the gentle curves of her pussy. Pressing his mouth to her clean shaven mound, he slobbered over it, licking and prodding here and there with his tongue. Trying desperately to steel her resolve, Lissandra could feel her body betray her as it shivered against his expert touch. Meeting eyes with him, her cheeks burned with shame as he continued to lick away at her damp slit. Closing her eyes and turning her head away she felt it inside her, like a spring coiling. 'No, no, not now... I will not orgasm to this.. BRUTE.' she scolded herself, before she felt him move his face away, and felt the desire ebb away slowly. Sighing in relief, she looked down before looking away again. Trundle was nursing his erection and brandishing it once more, smiling as the woman averted her gaze before pressing the head against her wet pussy. Rubbing it up and down the entrance slowly he could hear her breathing become labored, her cunt hungry for the relief his cock could give her.
As Trundle pressed the tip of his cock into Lissandra's eager pussy, she could feel that coil in her stomach again, tightening and clouding her thoughts. Her heartbeat soared, her breathing labored, and she could feel the warm fluid of her pussy sliding down her body. Lissandra had become so concerned with her body, her eyes shot open when she felt Trundle begin to ease himself into her. Her mouth slid open in a silent moan as the troll filled her completely, guffawing again as the usually-proud ice witch squeezed his cock tight, completely enamored by his tool. Thrusting slowly at first, Trundle could feel the woman raise her bottom to meet him better, could hear the faintest murmurs of moans on her lips. The battle had only just begun, but he could already feel victory. Picking up the pace, it wasn't long before Lissandra's lewd cries graced his ears, her composure melting in front of him. Her sweet moans filled the air as Trundle rocked her body roughly with his thrusts, her back arching up as she felt herself finally reach the edge of her grasp. As she was hit by the biggest orgasm she'd known, her mind left her, and the minutes turned to hours as Trundle fucked her.
Covered in troll semen, and crying out wantingly into the air was Lissandra, the once proud ice witch. "Yes! Yes! Give me more! Please!" she cried as Trundle let out another hearty laugh, pushing her legs back and burying himself deep into his new cocksleeve, a pleasured moan rolling out of her mouth as he started to fuck her again, her entire body limp under his control. There was no end to her sweet cries, and Trundle gave her as much as she could handle, some of his gooey troll slobber still sliding off of her abused breasts, her clit swollen as he thumbed it. Feeling her tighten up once again, he grunted emptying yet another load into the woman before her eyes went out of focus, laying back with her mind far and gone. "Heh.. if it worked on this frigid bitch, it'll work on the lot of them." Trundle said to himself, admiring his work proudly as he wiped his cock off with her hair.

"The great Freljordian empire has prospered nicely, my king." said Lissandra, her hand stroking the troll's head gently as she doted on him. "Not a day goes by without an emissary from Noxus or Demacia comes to beg for your favor, my king." Sejuani interrupted, holding his firm and powerful arm close to her, her breasts pressed against it tellingly. "Under your rule we'll surely prosper, my king." Ashe said, laying her head on his lap as she smiled up to him. Under Trundle's rule, the Freljord had become a force to be reckoned with, with all three of its Queens giving up their right to rule and devoting themselves to their king and lover, Trundle.
"It's good to be king."