Aurelia screamed and struggled again, but didn't say anything. She was terrified of what he'd do to her. She was still sore from him deflowering her, and his thrusts sent a bit of pain shooting through her body. She shook her head. "I won't have your child," she said. She trembled as he continued to use her. She hit her head on the ground, afraid she had cut her forehead. She whimpered, shutting her eyes. "Please let me go."
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The Royal Treatment
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Aurelia whimpered. She could feel him coming closer to release. She herself was slowly building up as well. She didn't move, but she took in shaky breaths as she tried to hide her angry tears. "Please, please let me go!" she begged. She was panicking again. "Please!"
Aurelia sealed her eyes shut, and finally relaxed when he pulled out. She let out a yelp as she was hauled up by her dark hair. She gritted her teeth and tried turning her face away, but knew that would only earn her punishment. She finally opened up her mouth and took his cock in her mouth, sucking on him. She still kept her eyes shut.
Aurelia opened her eyes when he came into her mouth. It was all she could do not to start coughing and spit his cum out. She tasted all of it, his saltiness, everything. She forced herself to swallow a majority of it, although she opened her mouth and began coughing, some of his cum spilling down the side of her mouth.
Aurelia cried out in pain as he kicked her down. She laid with her cheek in the dirt, tears streaking the filth on her previously beautiful skin. She swallowed, spitting out remnants of his seed. She coughed a couple times, trying to regain herself. "Yours," she croaked. She was too afraid to do anything else except comply. You can't make me believe it, she thought.
Aurelia felt his hand clamp around her neck, and she struggled, kicking and trying to get loose. When he finally set her down, she coughed and looked at him. She trembled and nodded. She didn't have much of a choice. She struggled with the rope holding onto her wrists and huffed. "I'll do what you want."
"Good. Now walk. Try and run or give me lip, and I'll start scraping that pretty little face of yours against a tree until it isn't so pretty." grabbed her by the arm and began marching her through the forest, the horse trailing behind them.
Aurelia tensed at his threat. She wanted to run, but it would be difficult with her hands tied. She looks down at the ground, taking care to watch where her bare feet landed. She stumbled a couple times, but was caught by his hand on her arm. After a while, she began to want to complain about walking. She bit her lip, unsure if she should. "Can we rest?" she asked quietly.
Scott looked at her then behind him and shrugged, "We've made good enough time, sure. Sit." He told her, keeping his eyes on her, daring her to run with them, a finger playing with a knife hilt at his belt. He stayed standing, keeping a vigilant watch.
Aurelia smiled slightly when he gave in. She hadn't been expecting that he'd let her rest. Slowly, she sat down on a rock and leaned forward, even though her hands were still tied. She wasn't stupid enough to try and run right now. She slowly began to relax. She would've burned the ropes off, but she was so exhausted she didn't want to wear herself out by doing a spell that would only get her so far. "What will you do with me, if you kill my father?"
"Depends," Scott said, "Maybe you're to be sent back as an item for marraige, a tool to alliance another kingdom. Maybe they'll decide you need to be killed, being a loose end they don't want to bother tieing." He shrugged, "I don't make the decisions in this ordeal, don't go blaming me for what happens." He told her. His tone softer now, more friendly, but far from warm.
Aurelia frowned and looked down at her lap. She didn't like either of the options. She wasn't the next in line for the throne, but she didn't want to be used for different purposes. She was almost positive it was her uncle in charge. She slowly stood up, shaking her head. "We can leave now,"'she said quietly. She looked at him and waited.
Aurelia watched him with aware green eyes, and she slowly began to follow. She felt exhausted, and from what he'd told her, she certainly wasn't going to have a much better life than this unless she ran away, or her knight in shining armor came. She looked down at the ground as she walked, and as time wore on, she began to stumble with weariness. "Are we almost there?" she asked.
Aurelia huffed. She didn't want to walk a whole other mile. When he offered up the horse, she looked over at him and smiled slightly. She slowly nodded. "Yes, please," she said. She came closer to the horse on the left side, like she had been taught, and looked up at the creature. It'd be difficult to get up with her hands tied behind her back. "Can you help me?" she asked.
(I never got an email saying you posted. That's why it took me so long.)
(I never got an email saying you posted. That's why it took me so long.)
Aurelia let him lift her up, and she slowly pulled her over and sat up on the horse. Once situated, she looked down at him. "Yes, thank you," she said. She wondered if that was the first time she'd thanked him for anything. She rested her hands on her thighs and looked straight ahead, wishing he didn't have control of the horse.
Scott gave a curt whistle and the horse followed as it was trained to and they progressed through the woods. Very soon they arrived at a cabin next to a stream, "Little getaway of mine, what do you think?" He asked with a smile as they stepped into the small, secluded clearing.
Aurelia sat unhappily the rest of the way. When they arrived, she nodded quietly. She slowly slung her leg over and landed clumsily on her feet, unable to steady herself with her hands still tied. She growled and finally got irritated enough, wrapping her fingers around the rope and using the rest of her energy to burn the ropes off. She rubbed her wrists, although she was now entirely weary. She shivered. "I want to go inside," she said quietly.