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A Princess and a Noble. (Kratos & Nyoko)

The princess's feeble attempt to turn away from the kiss was not enough to stop it, she still was in denial about what was occurring,.. a fighting essence in her still showing, but it was obviously starting to get weaker. "Again with your words.. they mean nothing when your not going to get out of here.." he watched now as she tried the door and then started to kick at it,.. a foolish display of wasted energy.

While she had her back turned he moved behind her putting his arms around, his two hands grabbing her arms before she tried to do anything as he then spoke into her ear "You might not like it at first Ashlyn.. but your mine.. and by the end of this day.. you will be calling me master.. not Seth" Seth then nibbled on her earlobe before slowly moving his lips to her neck suckling on a spot before shuffling with her away from the door before letting go and moving away from her a little. If she still showed fight, the ropes and assorted things in the chest was ready to be brought out.. as he was starting to get a little annoyed at the princess's spoilt attitude.
 
Ashlyn was panicking, his kisses on her neck made her want to cry, but she just whimpered in his arms. So far her attempts to get out of this failed and sent her into a panic. She shook her head as he spoke into her ear, his strong arms holding her tightly. "I'm no ones.... and I will not call you master." Her tears had dried to her face and she growled, trying to wiggle out of his grip.

Her feet dragged across the floor as he dragged her and she swung her legs back trying to kick him, "I wont go down without a fight..." She was determined, she always got her way, and this was a nightmare. She would fight him with every fiber of her being, or at least as long as she could handle it. She wasn't very tough, being a princess, just whiny.
 
No matter how much she tried to get away from him, truth was compared to him.. she had no strength.. after all a princess was more ladylike then muscle.. and usually used words instead of actions to deal with problems.. were as being a guy and a guard on top of that, most things were physical and so her feeble attempts were going to continue failing.. He had started to move her closer towards the chest before letting go of one of her arms, sure this gave her a slight freedom.. but nothing she could do would get him away..

Instead that hand now opened up the chest and he started to pull out ropes and placed them onto the bed. He even grabbed out chains and what looked like a collar.. inside were also various tools mainly for punishment.. the most severe probably being the barbed whip.. but if worst came to worse he would use it.
 
Ashlyn kept cursing at him, as if her words would dissuade him from his task. When her arm was free she started pounding her small fist on his chest, her blows barely made him flinch, she knew she wasn't hurting him. Still she threw a little tantrum by pounding on his chest.

She stopped for a moment when she saw what he was pulling out, and her eyes got wide in shock, this was worse then she thought. "You.. can't be serious!" Her eyes scanned each thing, and some of the things scared her. She had seen others whipped, but never had been under one herself. Her skin was perfect! Who would dare scar her with such a thing.
 
A small laugh escaped him as Ashlyn seemed to stop pounding at his chest when seeing what was within the chest, the princess seemed to be having issues believing what was occurring,.. she probably thought it was all a joke that eventually he would stop.. or maybe just do simple things but he was seriously going to make her his slave,.. it was already decided and it had not taken him long to gather the necessities.

"What.. is the whip not thin enough for you?,.. I could always go grab a more thin one.. they hurt more and leave a better mark.." He laughed cruelly before grabbing the rope and tying it around the hand that was trying to pound against him, tying it to the bedpost, double looping the knot that was made.. before dipping his hand into the chest and grabbing out some sort of liquid in a jar.. which he applied to the rope hardening it making the bounds tighter.. the only way to get it off now would be to cut it, something not possible at this thickness without possibly cutting an arm off.. or using heat,.. a simple candle, was enough to heat the rope and the liquid inside it now would drip out.
 
She shook her head, "No.. no whips.... please... no whips." She pleaded, totally frozen to the spot. Who was she kidding, she couldn't fight, she had to convince him she wasn't worth all of this. "I don't want scars or the pain....stop this madness!" She said as the rope went around her wrist and she whimpered louder.

She had stopped a majority of her struggling, now just whimpering and staring wide-eyed at his actions. She felt the rope get tighter around her wrist, "Stop....please." She looked at him, her spark of anger was gone and all that was left was panic. If he was capable of this then she doubted there was much he wouldn't do to her.
 
It seemed the princess was just like he thought.., weaker then she let on. It was rather normal for a princess not to want scars, after all Ashlyn did have rather perfect skin.. and it would be a shame to have to scar it, but if she misbehaved he had to show her what for.. That was what Seth believed anyhow but at this rate.. now after seeing it, it looked like such an issue probably would not arouse again.

He simply shook his head at her " Why would I stop.. when I have something as beautiful to gain like you..." he lightly put his hand against her cheek before letting go of it, "Simply put .. If i ask you something are you going to defy me?.." He pointed towards the whip upon saying it , as if suggesting the punishment,
 
Ashlyn looked between him and the whip, her hand already tied to the bed and she could only guess the rest of her was soon to follow. She trembled in fear shaking her head slowly, telling him she didn't want the whip, but she didn't want the alternative either. She felt terrible, her stomach was in knots as he spoke to her.

"I... don't want pain." She replied, knowing very well that agreeing with him meant no whip. She could live with that, but being his slave was a awful idea. "I..I can't be a slave, I'm royalty... but I don't want that whip." She stared at it like it was the most horrifying thing she'd ever seen. She might have to choose the lesser of two evils, no pain, but being a slave. She gave a sigh, deciding in her head what she would do, "Just no whip.... no pain.... and i'll not defy you." She hung her head, she was an easy will to break.
 
The thing was Seth did not care if she was royalty or not, that was what made it even more desirable.. it was obvious that Ashlyn although did not want to become a slave, to avoid pain..she seemed already slowly admitting defeat. Eventually he heard exactly what he wanted and so he made sure she saw as he placed the whip back inside the chest before closing it.

"You stay true to your word Princess.. and that stays in their.." he looked at her again before speaking "well then, lets just see how much you will obey me.. Remove those clothes,.. I want to see what my slave truly looks like.. something I know no other male probably has not got to see before"
 
Ashlyn was slighly relieved when he put the whip away, at least she had avoided the pain. She took a small breath and looked at him again, her slight attraction to him had faded and she just detested him for what he was doing to her.

"My clothes?... but." She stared to argue just on instinct, but she caught herself and whimpered, "Ok." she said quietly and began removing her overdone outfit. She always wore to much, and slowly removed her dress. Getting everything off with one hand tied to the bed was hard, but she managed, going slow intentionally. Still within minutes she stood naked, her arms trying to cover her nude body. She was much smaller without all the clothes. She had a small body, skinny and lanky, and her skin as smooth as silk. She never worked a day in her life, and that made her skin almost perfect. She covered her pussy and her breasts with her arms, her face bright red and her eyes on the floor.
 
Seth was expecting her to almost trip over her words when she had started to disagree with the request,.. but all he would have to do was probably point to the chest and that would be it.. it seemed she had a lot on, but that was expected of a Princess.. sometimes they really over did it with how much clothes they could fit on one body.

He had thought about removing the rope, but then the trick to removing it would be shown, something Ashlyn did not need to know. Instead he watched as she worked out a way to remove her clothes with the rope. She even seemed to be going slow intentionally, and she was definently no disappointment to Seth once the princess showed her true royal form. "So this is what royalty looks like.. " he slowly lifted up her chin with his hand raising her eye level before speaking to her "You should not be embarrassed.. such form,.. such perfection you should not hide with that blush on your face.. it is something you should be proud off.."
 
"Proud? That I am being kidnapped and forced to undress in front of a man, whom I am not married too?" She looked up at him, her eyes narrowed slightly. She was afraid of him, but still a bit of fight was left in her. She gave a sigh, there was still some clothes on the rope since she couldn't get her arm out. But her arms were by her side, so her body wasn't hidden.

She moved her chin from his hand and looked down again, she was still embarrassed. She didn't like how his eyes scanned her body, almost like she was on display. If he would make her naked so quickly she doubted there was anything he wouldn't do with her and that worried her so much.
 
He partially expected some fight still within the princess but really she was just timid.. and trying to not show weakness, of which he knew she had some fear for him.. or at least to the point of what he could cause to her beautiful skin.. or to her in general as well. It almost felt good to have such power over a spoilt piece of royalty.. and yet for once the Princess in his opinion was getting what she deserved.. some not so spoilt treatment.

His eyes continued to gaze words starting to leave his lips "Still embarrassed hmm.. how about I make it worse for you.." A soft laugh escaped him before the hand that had been holding her chin for a moment moved lower down her body before Seth closed it around her breast and started to massage it.. "Oh would you look at that.. Princess likes what she feels.. I can see it... it's in your eyes.. the way your trying to resist it.." his thumb started to rub against her nipple and really he was just testing how strong her will was against pleasure.. or if he would easily make her bend to that as well.
 
"No please... not worse." She sighed and watched as he lowered his hand to her exposed breast. Her cheeks turned a bright red and she stared at the floor, she couldn't stand to look at him as he touched her. "I don't like it, so stop." She hissed, but her words had hardly any bite behind them. She didn't know how to handle this, she had never been touched before. It felt nice, but nothing she wanted from him. His thumb on her nipple sent goosebumps across her body.

"Stop..." She said and took a step away from him, pushing his hand away from her chest. Her eyes met his now, "I wont stand for this abuse!" She glared and backed away as far as the rope would let her.
 
It seemed the princess had a slight fight still left within her, but her voice held no power, and her expression held no cruelty. She still had the spoilt attitude obviously thinking that would help her, it was probably the worst thing she could have done though moving how she did, the main reason was it made it easy to trap her before looking at her directly within her eyes his hands moving back to the breasts that he had started to massage earlier "Still trying to escape the fate that you have been set.."

"You may not stand for it.. but that does not mean it will not happen.. " slowly Vince's lips moved lower as he slowly lowered himself to her level before going even further his lips closing around her other breast starting to lightly suckle. Their was no denying that she was at least feeling pleasure from his actions.. after all the body was always the first thing to betray,. then the mind followed.
 
Her heart was beating rapidly as he trapped her more, her movements only hindering her more. She whimpered as he moved closer to her, "of course i'm trying to escape this..." she said quietly. She watched his head move closer to her breast and she let out a gasp as his lips closed on her. She wanted to push him away, but couldn't bring herself too. She wasn't sure if she was just to scared or maybe she had realized this was her fate.

She gave a whimper as he suckled on her breast, and her nipples started to get hard, her body covered in goosebumps. She didn't know what was happening to her, she couldn't really feel any pleasure from this? She gave another loud whimper, "Please stop.... don't make me like this." Her words even had a weakness to them. She just hoped she wouldn't get wet from him, her body didn't seem to know the difference between a lover and him.
 
Although her words said no the weakness that her voice already showed from his actions and the fact that he had felt her nipples begin to harden within his mouth pretty much told him just exactly how her body thought about it. The whimpers that had also left her, were just other signs of such a weakness,.. and so his lips continued to lightly suckle his tongue flicking against her nipple again as his other hand started to take action again massaging her other spare breast.

Gently he then decided to nip her hardened nipple lightly before moving himself back a touch to flick his tongue across her nipple a little more, making sure to go from one side of her breast to the other before starting to suckle again.
 
She gasped softly as he flicked her nipple, "Please don't do this..." She whimpered, she was so weak against this. Her nipples were sensitive and she enjoyed his tongue on them, but she didn't want to enjoy it from him. She squirmed as she stood there, his lips making her whimper.

She yelped from the nip, surprised by it. Maybe if she stayed quiet he would stop his torment. She could felt herself getting wet between her legs and that was the most embarrassing part. She had never felt anything like this before.
 
No matter how much she tried to show control of herself and keep her voice strong, it was evident his actions were taking huge action upon the Princess. After the nip his mouth moved to her other breast suckling on it, his tongue starting to flick against it now as his hand slid up and started to massage the breast that he had just nipped before softly he spoke his lips resting against her soft breast upon speaking so that they brushed against it.

"It is pointless to resist.. I know your enjoying it.." His eyes then glanced downwards a little before he slid his spare hand lower stopping near her inner thigh feeling that she had actually started to get wet "see.. your body is betraying you.." his lips then closed around her breast again suckling and massaging it with his mouth.
 
She looked at the floor as he touched her body, she didn't want to give him pleasure in this, "Don't talk to me like that....." She blushed more and bit her bottom lip. She didn't want his lips on her breasts or any part of her body and she shifted away from his hand instinctively. He couldn't touch her there of all places. That was her most private place.

She let out a whimper and pulled on the rope again, trying desperately to escape from the situation she had herself in. She wasn't sure why he was doing this, what had she ever done to him? She just whimpered more and let her arm down, knowing there was no escape, she just had to figure out what to do.
 
Although the princess had tried to talk with strength in her words, she really was showing quite a strong weakness instead the blush that had crossed her only proving this more so. Even though she tried to escape a little this did not stop him from keeping his lips working upon her breast his tongue working on the nipple, of which occasionally gently he would nip before suckling still with his tongue twirling around.

It seemed part of her was giving in knowing it was impossible to stop him from his actions, the guard Seth slowly pulling his lips off from her breast before he decided he wanted a taste of what royalty was like, slowly he lowered himself his lips brushing against her skin as they traced down her smooth skin before lightly his hand slid up her thigh pushing itself up in between her legs starting to massage the spot lightly. He wanted to make sure she was completely wet before his tongue tasted and pleasured her more before he had plans to make her return the favor.
 
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