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The Kings Play Thing (Emmi-Mae & Lord Dakol)

David eagerly plunged his thick cock in and out of Elena's ripping asshole, bashing her against his hips as he moaned in delight. "Damn, so fucking tight . . . !" he moaned when he heard the threat. In a flash another slap was delivered to the other side of her face before he forced her head down to the blanket, her lips pressed against the material to quiet. "Good luck with that, whore . . . " he chuckled, smirking at Vittirio as he screamed and struggled.
 
Elena's world span around to the hard slap that was delivered to the side of her head. When the man shoved her head into the blankets below her she was gagged by the thick blankets beneath them as she sobbed and her body continued to convulse and rock back and forth on the bed. she could feel the blood sliding down between her legs from her abused ass hole as the man continued to fuck her. As he kept her head down on the blankets she began to have trouble breathing from the thick cloth, her body began to struggle against his hand to try to take in air then and there.
 
Finally, her useless babble was silenced. David grinned in pleasure as he thrusted his hips back and forth, ravaging the poor little girl's tiny little ass. He could smell a bit of blood as his massive cock pistoned in and out, and looked at Vittirio.

The young warrior screamed once more, his throat getting raw. Gods, please, NO! HELP! he screamed, and all that came out was, "Mmmph . . . !" he muffled, his yelling getting quieter as he watched Elena getting fucked and getting harder. Please forgive me, Elena. Please . . .

David's cock twitched inside Elena's anus, causing him to groan out as he pushed her head further into the cot. "Mm, fucking hell!" he exclaimed, moaning loudly as he thrusted forward roughly, as his cock began to pump out the thick, messy cum that filled her ass.
 
Elena was able to turn her head to the side with a loud gasp of air but she had lost the fight in her now. Her eyes clouded over slightly with defeat as David continued to slam into her aching hole. Even though her lip was quivering she made no noise until she felt his push her head against the cot and it caused her to whimper out in pain as her body began to shake from fear from what he might do. It was when his thrusts began to get faster and faster which caused the cot to shift and move on the floor. Sliding them closer and closer to Vittirio and causing a nasty fabric burn along Elena's stomach as she let out a tiny cry and faught against him as he released himself inside her tiny ass hole. "n...noooo.." She whimpered out with a cry as her arms and legs began to struggle. "Vitti...." She cried out as her finger nails dug deeply into her now bleeding palms.
 
"Aaaaa-hhhhh . . ." David groaned, continuing to thrust, pushing his seed around in her anus. Surprisingly, she was still tight. Smirking, the young man pulled his softening cock out. "Good little slut . . ."

Moving off of her, he grabbed her hair and yanked it back, allowing to breath as he whispered in her ear. "If you want Vittirio to live, tell him how much you loved my cock in your ass, whore," he said quietly, while Vittirio attempted to listen. David let go, chuckling softly as he backed up a step, waiting for her to speak while he grasped his dagger tightly.
 
Elena's sobs caught in her throat as her eyes tigthened upon hearing the man's groan in pleasure Elena let out a groan of fatigue and tried her hardest to turn her head out of the sheets but as he pulled his cock out of her throbbing hole and moved off her Elena tried her hardest to move away from him but the rope kept her on the bed in spread eagle. When he grabbed onto her hair and yanked her head backwards a gaspy cry escaped her lips as her slightly blue eyes looked towards Vittirio with pain written in her pale face as she let out a faint. "uuhn..." Hiccuping sound as the blood from her scabbed over split lip exploded again when her lips cracked open once more and began bleeding. To his words her eyes widened as she let out a tiny cry and shook her head as tears began to explode from her eyes... saying something like that would surely kill Vittirio anyways... But if it meant saving him from truly dying... "It felt so... good... Vitti.... It felt so good..." She whimpered out as her eyes tried to look anywhere else but at his face. "I loved the feel of his cock in my ass, Vitti..." She spoke as her lashes fluttered and her eyes glanced towards him before looking towards her right.
 
Vittirio watched silently as Elena turned her head towards him, and spoke. His body shivered in disbelief; he knew that David told her to say it, but . . . it hurt so much. A sob was choked in his throat, closing his eyes as he roared in anger. He jolted forward, and screamed out past the gag as his right arm made a loud pop, dislocating his arm from his arm. "NNNGHMMMPH!" he cried out for a moment before his head fell forward, his long hair covering his face as he sat there, unmoving.

"Oh; looks like he passed out. Ah, well . . ." David said, shrugging as he looked to Elena. "That was good. You probably destroyed any chance of him saving you now. I'll leave you two here. The doctor will probably help."

The young man left the infirmary, with Elena and Vittirio still tied, and the young soldier unconscious once more, until morning would come.
 
She'd seen the pain run through Vittirio's face from her words and Elena's heart began to ache as she watched him struggle more, his sobs only fueling her own crying as she let her head fall back down onto the bed. Her rear end still uncovered from the blue skirt the doctor hand given to her earlier that day. Her mess of Brown curls laid all over the blankets around her as she listened to the commotion around her, but when she heard a loud pop and Vittirio scream out her head shot up with a gasp, in fear that David had done something to him but she only saw him slump over. When David began to speak Elena slumped on her bed when she began to get hit by waves of dizziness, her fever beginning to spike once more as her eyes watched him leave the infirmary and into the dark night. The entire night she laid on the bed staring at the wall with tears streaming down her cheeks. When morning came the doctor didn't come downstairs, If he had he didn't bother going into the room where Vittirio and Elena were left. Elena's wrists had horrible rope burns that dug rather deep into her usually soft skin as she took in a faint grunt and closed her eyes for only a second before she looked back at the wall.... Praying someone would come to unchain them both.
 
When light had managed to seep through the window crack, Vittirio's eyes fluttered opened, and groaned in pain. His right arm still felt like hell, but he was conscious. Looking immediately over to Elena, she was asleep but alive. He sighed in relief, letting out a pained sob before noticing that something was loose. Turning his head, he saw that his dislocated arm was able to be pulled through the binding. With a soft scream, Vittirio pulled it out, ignoring the pain as it slumped uselessly to the floor. Then, his other arm was able to come out.

The door then swung open, and Vittirio feared that it was David. But, to his relief - and worry -, he realized that it was his older brother, Salvatore. The older man came in and looked at Vittirio in shock, seeing that his little brother was bound, and looked over to see Elena's little ass up in the air, bloodied and abused, her rosebud pulsating as she slept.

Vittirio watched as Salvatore made his way to her, placing his gloved hand on her ass. The young man panicked about to escape as Salvatore's hand squeezed and passed over Elena's little asshole. He seemed to enjoy the moment, but frowned. "Elena, wake up," he ordered, pressing a finger into her ass, and felt it slip in somewhat easily.
 
Elena's eyes fluttered open with a loud gasp when she heard Salvatore's booming voice. She could feel his finger press into her ass and she let out a cry of protest as she raised her head with a groan of pain and turned her eyes towards Vittirio. Her split lip beginning to bleed again when it cracked open. "I...i'm sorry..." Her coarse voice grunted out as her eyes fluttered towards her badly damaged wrists and then over her shoulder towards Salvatore with pleading eyes. "P..please....help me....I..it hurts..." She whimpered out and gestured to her severely damaged wrists which were causing the rope to turn a dark red.
 
Salvatore said nothing for the moment, but looked at Vittirio in silence. It couldn't have been him . . . there was no way he would purposefully tie himself up and dislocate his shoulder. So, there was only one answer, and he didn't like it. His finger began to pump in and out of her ass, and growling softly as he kneeled down next to her, but spoke to Vittirio. "You allowed David to do this? He's younger than you, fool!" he barked, and turned his voice to Elena. "I should do the same, you stupid whore, to teach you a lesson. Hmm? Should I?!" he roared, thrusting his finger inside her ass, pushing as far he could go to get the point across.
 
Elena let out a loud cry of agony as she felt Salvatores thick long finger dive into her sore ass. She shook her head fast as he barked at his younger brother and she felt her body convulse on the bed once before she sobbed. "I..didn't do anything....I've done nothing to any of you.." She cried out as she dropped her head on her bed and continued to sob. "Why don't you just kill me already....Kill me..." She screamed out as she raised her head to stare directly at Vittirio as tears streamed down her face, her two toned eyes pleading for him to save her.... to end her agony.
 
"Because . . . then we would have to break in yet another slut. So, we'll hand you to the king, and you'll be a good little whore, won't you?" he said, gritting his teeth in his anger. But finally, Salvatore stepped back and pulled his finger from her ass, and reached around for his halberd, which gleamed threateningly in the light. He then swung it down at Elena . . .

And the ropes immediately loosened around her body, and in another swipe, Vittirio was free, but still silent even though he had pulled out the gag. "Get your damned arm fixed, and get her ready. We'll be at the castle tonight, and hand her over to the healers," he said, walking away in silence.

Once Salvatore was gone, the young man immediately pressed his hand to the arm that was dislocated. "ARGGGH!" he screamed, and pushed it quickly as it popped back in. He yelled out, falling to the floor before dragging himself to his feet. Stumbling over to Elena, he pulled the skirt back down and took the ropes off of her limbs. His eyes were glazed over in shock, not able to say a word as he sat there.
 
As Salvatore raised his Halberd Elena's eyes shut slowly, expecting him end her with one final blow but when she felt the ropes that binded her arms and legs to the cot give way Elena let out a gasp of pain and simply laid motionless on the bed when he moved away to leave the two lovers alone in the infirmary once more. When she felt Vittirio pull her skirt back down, Elena turned slowly with a faint grunt of pain as she pulled her legs up to her chest and curled up into a ball as her body shuttered. She rested her head on her knees as she leaned against the bed frame. Her slightly red and very puffy eyes looking at Vittirio for several minutes before her shaking hand moved out to touch his arm.
 
Vittirio did not move, not even when Elena herself did to curl up. But when he felt her fingers on his arm, his own hand slowly rose up and clasped around her fingers, feeling the hot blood that soaked her hand. His head then slowly turned to looked at her, his eyes blank and somewhat emotionless before he whispered, "I'm sorry."

A minute later, Vittirio let go of her hand and stood up, silently putting his arms under her body and lifting her into his arms. He moved through both rooms and walked outside, seeing both David and Salvatore getting their horses ready. When he went to his horse, Salvatore looked at Elena and frowned, before whispering to Vittirio. "Do NOT let David take her again. Understand me? He tries, and you kill him," he growled, moving to his own horse. David glanced over and smirked, laughing to himself before mounting his horse.

Vittirio did the same, wanting to leave with Elena before the doctor would notice that they left. Once Elena was securely in his lap, he spurred the horse forward, following Salvatore as they left the village and down the road. In the distant horizon, the outline of the castle could be seen. They were almost there.
 
Elena shook her head faintly to his apology as her body shuttered again. " It is not your fault..." She whispered faintly and watched him as he moved to his feet and turned to scoop her up into his arms. Elena let out a faint cry of pain as she wrapped her arms around his neck, Creating a smear of blood on the back of his neck as he carried her away from the infirmary she pressed her forehead into the crook of his neck with a faint groan of pain before she felt him put her onto his steed and ride up. The aching of her lower body caused her to take in a shaky breath as she leaned back against Vittirio's form with a faint groan. "It hurts..." Was all she said the entire ride for in the middle of the day she'd fallen asleep due to her lack of sleep the night before. When she did wake it was because the knights had to stop to give their horses a break.
 
"I know . . ." Vittirio had whispered back, every time she had whispered her pain. There was nothing he could do about it, and it angered him. Once they stopped for a rest, Vittirio hoped to the gods that David would try to touch her again, so that he could cleave off his head in one messy blow. But, fortunately, the young man didn't try anything funny, and Vittirio rested on his horse, not wanting Elena to get hurt moving any longer.

Half an hour later, the group was on the move, going faster than before in order to reach the castle quickly. Elena needed the healers now, or she would die. Spurring his horse faster, Vittirio galloped ahead to the pathway that led to the main courtyard of the castle. As it was almost night, there was no procession, or welcoming party or the like. He was grateful. However, there were a few soldiers that recognized Vittirio and the other two. Quickly enough, Vittirio handed Elena to a soldier he trusted, getting off his horse as fast as possible. "Take her to the healers, now," he ordered, and followed the soldier through the castle.
 
Elena was barely even conscious by the time they reached the outer walls of the castle. However she heard Vittirio's voice faintly in the back of her mind. And when she was given over to a strong soldier who carefully lifted her limp form into his arms Elena let out a sob of pain as her eyes fluttered open faintly. she only remembered seeing Vittirio's worried face behind her as she was carried into the castle.

When she woke up she woke with a gasp to find herself in a bright white room connected to a bag of blood going into her arm. Her wrists her wrapped and the wounds all over her body were cleansed and wrapped as well. She let out a faint cry of shock when she felt a wave of dizziness hit her and she saw one of the physicians stick more medication into her system to sedate her. "relax little one... you need to remain calm for the next few days... you've developed quiet an illness that needs to pass...We can not have you getting the king sick..." The man spoke as Elena's eyes fluttered and the only words she let out were. "Where is... vittirio..."
 
As was expected, Salvatore ordered Vittirio to stand outside the healing room with all of his equipment, just in case David tried to come hurt her. So he was waited outside, his arms crossed and his eyes alert. But when he heard Elena gasp, he moved from the wall and peeked inside the door, just as she asked where he was. "I'm here, guarding the room so," he paused, looking at the healers, "No one can try to harm you. Okay? If you need anything, I'll outside."

And with that, he closed the door and waited again. For now, he needed to be away from her for a much as possible, until she was given to the king. Fortunately, Salvatore had ordered that their arrival be kept a surprise until Elena was better, giving her plenty of time to heal.
 
Elena took in a slow shaky breath as her eyes fluttered towards the door. She could see Vittirio's silhouette at the door but her eyes were too blurry from the sedative the healers had given her. "D..don't...go..." Her voice breathed out as her eyes watched him close the door before they fluttered shut and she began to slip back into unconsciousness.

The healers let out a soft sigh once Elena had gone back to sleep they moved slowly out of the room to speak with vittirio alone to share with him what they have concluded. The oldest doctor let out a soft sigh as he shook his head and stuffed his hands into his pocket. " I don't believe its a good idea to hand her over to the king... She's far to fragile to go through the things your men have done... let alone things the king will do...She....will die from his cruelty... I don't even think she will last a month with him... But she could be stronger than she lets on... if she does then I give her three months...And if she does turn out to be pregnant... the king will have it killed before she can even give birth... he's done it before..." the doctor spoke as he pulled off his specs to clean them. " I advise you plan a way to get her out before such things happen... allow the king to have his fun for a week or so at best... but eventually she will die...She's weak and can easily get sick..." The doctor spoke again and sighed. "We've put her under a heavy sedative to keep her asleep while the virus runs its coarse."
 
Vittirio waited a few minutes until the healers came out, looking serious. He shifted in place, looking uncomfortable. He listened in silence to them while they explained the circumstances, knowing the first part to be true. But when they actually spoke of helping her escape, he was shocked. They were suggesting to defy the king?! Vittirio was silent for a moment before nodding. "Okay . . . I will. How long until she is well enough to see the king?" he said. He needed time to formulate a plan, even if that meant subjecting her to the harshness of the king.
 
The healer took in a slow breath as he tried to think about it. " She should be healed in about three days perhaps give or take a day....She needs to rest for about four days after so I'd say about a week... If you know whats best for her I advise you keep her company until you give her away.... Give her the love she will need to bring her through this...Show her you care....Don't just be an empty shell... Some of us here have lost our wives and children to the king... I do not wish the same for you." The man spoke. It was clear in his eyes that he'd gone through something similar to this... His own daughter had been the king last vicitim.
 
Vittirio blinked in surprise. How had the healer known he had feelings for Elena? He shook it off, and instead listened to him, slowly frowning as time went by. "I will . . ." he said. The more the king was mentioned the more the young warrior clenched the pommel of his sword, and flashed a thought of killing the so-called ruler by a blade in the heart. "Should I go in right now?" he asked softly.
 
The Doctor gave the warrior a gentle smile as he nodded and gestured for the door. " It is up to you..." The man spoke, knowing the two were in love simply by the way Elena had said his name... and they way she looked at him even when she was being drugged. "Go ahead she wont be awake for a few hours however." The man spoke as he opened the door. " We will post a guard outside for you."
 
Vittirio nodded, relieved that the doctor was helping them. "All right, thank you," he said, turning to open the door. But before he did, he looked at the doctor and looked at him doctor. "Truly, thank you . . ." he added, then slipped inside the room, closing the door. He looked at Elena's unconscious form and frowned, walking by the bed and sitting down, his back to the bed as he waited for her to awake.
 
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