Every time she would look up she got to see Scott looking right at her. His job was to keep her there, and Scott always does his job. No chance she's getting away from me. Once she went to bed he cleaned up their bowls and tied down the horses. He entered the hut and abruptly pulled her leg from the covers and slapped the iron back on then left. He went off to sleep in a random tree or something, because he wouldn't want her to kill her with the giant iron ball attatched to her leg.
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The Royal Treatment
- Thread starter Jaqueline
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Aurelia had laid down and curled up under the blankets he'd given her. She had hoped he'd leave her alone, but the sound of the door opening reached her ears. She heard him approach her, and she watched him out of the corner of her eyes. A yelp escaped her throat as he tugged her leg out, but she didn't put up much of a fight. She kicked at him, but he was already walking away. She sighed and shut her eyes. There went her plans to escape while he slept. She settled back down and shut her eyes, hoping maybe to get the key from him tomorrow. She was soon asleep.
Aurelia felt his boot nudge her, and her eyes slowly fluttered open. The princess looked up at him from where she laid and slowly sat up, wrapping the blankets around her. "I'm not your bitch," she said quietly. She still refused to say that. She looked up at him. "Why can't I sleep? The sun is barely up."
"We need to get a move on, we're changing camp. If you're good, I'll even let you stay awake for the trip!" Scott said with a chipper attitude, "You get up, when I tell you to get up, no matter the time. I'm not completely unreasonable, if you want, in exchange for another ass fucking, I'll let you sleep in." He smirked coldly.
Aurelia narrowed her eyes at him. She didn't like his happy attitude. It clashed with her bitter, tired attitude. She flopped back over and pulled the covers over her head. She wasn't in the mood for anything. She wanted to go to bed, but she didn't want to be shia toy willingly. She held onto the blanekts tightly in hopes that she'd be able to hold on if he got angry with her.
Aurelia yelped as he pressed his foot to her stomach. She squirmed underneath his foot and uncovered her head to look up at him. She narrowed her eyes, but still looked at him. "I am looking at you," she said firmly. She wasn't in the mood to deal with him. "Get your foot off of me." She moved her arms to grab his ankle ad try to push him back.
"Bitch, I am not liking this attitude." He pushed his foot down a little harder, "I brought you blankets, clothes, gave you food, this is my thanks? I am not obligated to keep you comfortable, your highness. I suggest you brighten your mood and become more agreeable before I fuck the disobedience out of you."
Aurelia cried out in pain as he pushed down harder on her stomach. She squirmed still as she struggled to get out from under the blankets. She looked up at him in slight fear and desperation. She slowly nodded. "Yes, sir," she said, a bit begrudgingly. "Please let me go. Your foot is hurting me."
Aurelia let put a small grunt when his foot was removed partially. She tried to sit up, but was still held down. She looked up at him and narrowed her eyes. She wasn't in the mood to deal with him. "Nobody's bitch," she said. She squirmed under his foot again. "I don't belong to anyone."
Scott reached down immediately after she said that and grabbed her hair hard, the other hand slapping her cheek, but she was kept in place by his grip on her hair, "It seems you need another lesson, Bitch." He shouted, and gave her stomach a slam with his foot.
Aurelia screamed as he lugged her up by her hair. She struggled and squirmed, but every movemer hurt. She recoiled when his palm seared across her cheek. She looked at him in hate, but was immediately downcast when he landed a foot in her stomach. She coughed and clutched her stomach, trying not to expell the few contents of her stomach. She took in ragged breaths. "I want to go back to the palace."
Scott put a hand on her neck to anchor her down and he grabbed the back of the shirt's neck and tore down the sturdy fabric. He gathered up her wrists and bound them together behind her back with the torn back of her top, "Bitch, you don't get everything you want." He told her as he began removing her trousers.
Aurelia screamed again and struggled as he began to bind her. She pulled hard against the bindings around her wrists, and screamed when the shirt was torn. She narrowed her eyes and aimed a kick at his knees, trying to get him to leave her alone. She whimpered and twisted. "Stop! Take me back to the palace now!"
Scott pulled her pants down to her knees, restricting them some and he made quick work of his pants, "I could use some release anyway." He muttered to himself, and without much carefullness he slammed his hands on her back to keep her down and rammed his cock into her asshole, "I will fuck you like the whore you are, bitch!" He shouted.
Aurelia was relatively restricted with her pants keeping her legs somewhat together. She felt his hands on her back, and still struggled, even though it didn't get her far. She screamed again as he thrust into her. "Let me go!" She didn't want him using her. She whimpered, unable to move. She tried wriggling away. "Nobody has given you the right to me!" She was determined to not let him take her over. She wasn't his. She stood by that.
"I give myself the right, and there isn't a thing you can do about it!" Scott said, reaching over and grabbed her head, smacking and holding her face into the dirt as she fucked her ass, "Bad whores get fucked, and you've been a naughtly, ungrateful little slut."
Aurelia sealed her eyes shut as he grabbed her head and pushed her cheek to the ground. She coughed a couple times and squirmed again. "I'm not a slut!" she screamed. She tried to twist away. Angry tears streaked her dirty face. "Stop!" she said. She had no idea what to do. She wanted to go back to the palace. She wanted to have him hung. "Let me go!"
Scott flattened her body to the ground as he continued pumping into her ass, his cock stretching the hole as he penetrated deeper and deeper, "Oh, you are a slut. You're MY slut, stupid bitch." He smacked the back of her head to hit her face into the dirt again, "Understand?"
Aurelia whimpered as he continued to pound into her. She coughed and took in shaky breaths. She couldn't move, and every part of her body hurt. As he spoke, she almost continued to argue, then said, "Yes." She didn't want to tick him off again. This was bad enough.
Scott continued pounding and came into her ass, holding himself in as far as possible as his dick pumped semen into her, "That's right, whore." He removed himself from her and quick grabbed her arm, lifting her up so he could slap her in the face again, "Expect more of this if you disobey me!"
Aurelia cried out as he came into her. She squirmed, and when he lugged her up, she coughed and stumbled as he slapped her. She had dirt on her face, and tears turned the dirt to mud. "Don't call me a bitch," she said quietly. She coughed again. "Untie me."
Scott flipped her onto her stomach and finished removing her pants, wrenching her legs apart and slamming his dick into her vagina. As he did so he grabbed her neck, holding her up some, "You are my bitch, whether you like it or not!" He dropped her head abruptly as he roughly put his hands on her hips to get better penetration, "And I suggest you adopt a better attitude quick, before I make you have my child!"