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The Princess Slave (rwinrich & ThatdudeTim)

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In the Kingdom of Shara was what one would call peace and prosperity, yet it seemed that didn't apply to their neighboring Kingdom. The King from the neighboring Kingdom was at war with the Kingdom of Shara, the only likely reason was for power as Shara was located near the sea and they had their own harbor. Shara was a truly beautiful Kingdom with nothing that could truly bring the wrath of another kingdom upon it and yet it seemed to have.

The princess of Shara was a real beauty with long platinum blonde hair, azure blue eyes, a beautiful round elegant face, a tiny pert nose, lips meant for kissing, breasts larger than most, long lean beautiful legs, and her shape was one every woman wanted, lean yet healthy. Everything about the princess seemed to draw attention whenever she went out, yet she was far from cruel. All she ever had for anyone was kindness, she was what some called hope for the kingdom.

Her name is Delphine and she spent most of her time in her garden, tending to the flowers. Today was hardly any different as she was again in the garden, tending to her beautiful flowers. She enjoyed helping bring the flowers to bloom, working the soil until she was able to see the beauty she had helped bring to fruition. Her garden was filled with flowers from all around and as long as she kept working with them, they all seemed to grow. The problem with today was that she had done so much work the other day that they didn't need much this day. Taking her gloves off she decides to just relax and enjoy the beauty of the flowers, not to mention the fragrance.

She wasn't alone as she always had her maids with her but being that she was still technically inside the castle she had no male guards. Although every time she went out her father had made sure she had and escort, he was worried about her, especially with this war going on. Soon he would find out just how wrong things could be.
 
King Adrian looked out over the view quietly, a gentle wind passed by him, causing his long raven toned hair to billow out behind him, he had dark emerald eyes, very sharp and perceptive, he was a rather intense individual. He looked out over his kingdom, the city of Andrath. His city. His empire if her had his way. The hours he spent on his personal balcony were many, he often walked out from his decadent bedroom to look and think, admiring himself, his people, his success as a conqueror. To most this would seem vain and self indulging, and it was, though one could not claim that he did not achieve these things. In a way, he felt entitled to his feeling of glory. At this time a loud rapping knock came from the walnut door inside the room, leading to the hall outside his personal chamber. "Come in!" He called in response, just as he did the iron handle was twisted and a man stepped in, dressed in elegant gold and burgundy, the colors of Andrath, he was a high ranking solder, a general, under the king alone in all things war. And well known for his brutal and effective tactics, he bowed, "My lord." He stated formally before rising, "Are you ready for us to move now, mileage?" Adrian did not turn to address the man, still looking out over his vista as he spoke, words caught by the wind though still audible, "Yes. Move in. Crush Shara...And plant the flag Red and Gold in its place." He stated simply. The general started to bow and excuse himself however at this moment Adrian turned, "Wait!" He stated sharply, "Princess Delphine..?" He asked, a knowing look crossing his face. The general nodded, "Of course, mileage...She will brought here, to you..." Adrian nodded and added on, "UN-spoiled..." The general nodded and they said their goodbyes. The army was on the move now, and Adrian simply had to wait for his prize.

The Andrathian forces moved quick and brutal, burning and killing all those who fought the invaders as they made way for the capital. Capturing land quick and effective. They were simple yet skilled in their methods of combat, and put up a great fight when they reached the capital, and palace, however in the end they were driven back. However...Not before a small force, very small, aided by a spy in the Castle of Shara, were able to sweep in and confront the princess as she sat in her garden, as she always did, told by the spy.

A group of men all robed in burgundy and gold, armed with long elegant swords, strutted into the garden, led by a blonde haired man, young and good looking, they were able to get in with help of one of the cooks assistance, their spy. "Ah! Princess!" He said as he strolled in, confident and in control, almost cocky, "A fine garden you have here, I hate to take you from it...But alas..." He nodded to the two large men at his sides, dressed as he was, "Grab her." he stated simply. The two brutes nodded and rushed the poor women before she could even really get a grasp on what was going on, the grabbed her, gagging her mouth with a rag or some kind of cloth, no matter how she fought these men were strong and trained, and had the jump on her. They would have her.

Now with the princess in hand they led her from the castle as battle raged outside, using an underground passage they came up a few miles outside the city. The princess was bound, untouched, and led brought to Andrath within a few days. They kept a constant watch on her, never giving a chance to fight or flee, when they arrived she was brought into the royal tower, where a few maids, telling her nothing, responding to no cries or questions, began to dress her in the finest burgundy and gold dress, doing her hair up elegantly, dressing her in gems and jewels. Making her look breathtakingly stunning, even in her worn condition from the trip. She was given one nights rest before she was dressed. Letting her rest some. When they finished dressing her she was brought to the Kings chamber, all staff were told to tell her nothing and say nothing to her no matter what, dress her and bring her to the king. That's all they new.

When they reached the heavy walnut door it was pulled open, she was thrust in by the guard, and quickly it was slammed and locked with a full deadbolt behind her. A single figure stood obscured by silken drapes, on an open balcony with fine marble railings of sort to keep one from falling to the fine city below. The figure, King Adrian, didn't even turn to greet his guest, he was eager for her, but it was such a mind game, breaking a woman, "Get on the bed and I will be with you shortly." He stated simple and stern, his tone commanding in general but this even more so.
 
Delphine had heard the commotion from the battle that was going on but she had been told it was safe for her to remain in the gardens as it was still behind the castle walls. Unless a guard came for her she knew it would be safe to remain here where she enjoyed herself and she would worry less. When those men came into her garden she had to wonder what was happening but to hear mention of taking her from her garden, it had her react although it was too late for her scream to do any good, she had already been gaged. That didn't stop her from doing her best to fight them off but after awhile she knew it was useless, she couldn't break free no matter how hard she tried, they were far too strong. The color of their cloth told her who they were and where she was going to end up.

Delphine had never truly enjoyed travel but the way they had taken her and how uncomfortable this travel was, she was ready to go back to taking a carriage anytime. No matter how much she tried getting them to leave her alone for just a little while, even to relieve herself, they wouldn't and it was so embarrassing. When they did finally arrive and she got to rest, it didn't make her at all happy as she knew he wanted her for something, she just didn't know what. After all a marriage would mean peace but she didn't think that was what this was, otherwise he would never have had her taken. Being dressed in the colors of this kingdom, all with jewels and hair, it didn't make up for any of what she had endured or what she would likely have to endure soon. Being told nothing didn't help and she tried everything to get one of the servants to talk.

Then being taken from the room they had put her in to what was obviously the king's chambers. She had tried to take a deep breath before going in but then she was practically thrown inside before the door slammed and bolted behind her. That really didn't bode well at all for her but she needed to keep her poise and wits about her. Looking around as she notices the figure on the balcony, sure it was the very king who had abducted her from her own home. There was no greeting at all from him, he didn't even turn around to greet her as was proper etiquette, she was rather insulted. Then to be told to get on the bed and he would be with her shortly, this was not something she was prepared for. Didn't matter how commanding his tone was, she refused to do as he said and instead moved closer to him. "How dare you talk to me like that! I am Princess Delphine of Shara and you cannot treat me like I am nothing more than one of your mere servants!"
 
Adrian simply smirked a little into the night, he liked the little ‘princess’ thing she had going on now, so entitled, privileged, spoiled really. She would soon find true humility…He chuckled a little and brought the crystal glass up to his lips, taking a long drink of red wine before turning and walking toward her, slowly, hand swirling the liquid about in its container, “Oh but you are, Princess Delphine, you are exactly that. Don’t let the jewels and fine dresses make you think otherwise. You ARE a “mere servant” my servant, in fact. You will get used to it, eventually. Like it more than likely, they always do…” He offered a sly smirk and walked closer, for such a vile man he certainly wasn’t rough on the eyes, this close, in such an intimate setting, the way he held himself, and how he looked…It was rather seductive just in itself. He had an alluring air about him. He walked over and cupped her cheek, saying nearly sweetly, “Now…Get on the bed…Ass in the air…And I will think about not tying you up. Hmm?” He asked it like a question, though clearly it was nothing of the sort, he was telling his new toy what she would be doing. Though of course he didn’t expect her to break THIS early, it always took longer, and she wasn’t even crying in desperation yet, she was stronger than the others. He hoped she would fight him back.
 
Delphine didn't like being treated like this nor would she ever, as if she would give in to anything he told her to do. He had them dress her up in all the finery of his kingdom and yet he was calling her a mere simple servant, not to mention his servant. She did have to admit he was handsome but his personality was something she could surely do without, he was an evil king to have her abducted from her home while his men attacked her people. Her eyes widen when he mentions her ass in the air, she was positive he wanted to have his way with her but she wasn't going to give in to him by any means. Whipping her head away from his hand as she moves away from him, yet in the opposite direction of the bed. She didn't belong here at all and she was going to find some way of getting out of this, then away from this arrogant king forever. "I will never do your bidding. I am not a servant and I never will be. I am a princess, so send me back to Shara this minute!" She even stomps her foot once for affect.
 
Adrian smirks a little at this, following after her, he loved this part of the act, playing with his new toy before taking them, “Oh? So you wanted to be tied up? Very good, I’m glad we think alike…I’m sure you will look very tasteful bare and chained…” He nodded to the wall behind her, there was two shackles hanging from the ceiling as well as two places to lock her feet in, he had them put in when he had gotten word of her capture. He chuckled dryly, “I will have you PRINCESS Delphine, you simply get to decide in what way.” He said with a smirk, he loved pretending to give them a choice, his mind was made up, she would be shackled and teased without mercy, until she was begging him to simply cum. The thought of it sent shivers up and down his spine.
 
Delphine hadn't noticed the chains until he pointed them out, she still didn't want to get on his bed either way. Turning around to find that he had followed her was unnerving. This man was not a true king to have shackles in his room, let alone to mock who she was. He was the one who had her abducted and brought here in the first place, yet he refused to truly acknowledge who she was. She was angry now and what she did next would surprise anyone who knew her. Delphine actually slapped the king across the face as she didn't at all appreciate his way of calling her princess. "I. AM. NOT. YOUR. TOY!!!!" She had never before gotten this angry at anyone that she hit them, this was the first time she had ever hit anyone in anger but he did deserve it. A part of her was wondering what he would do to her now that she had done that to him.
 
Adrian recoiled a bit at the slap, his face was a light pink, a grin started to creep across his face, "I think she has made her choice..." he said with a smirk, standing back up to his full height, nearly towering her. He stepped closer, then again, gripping her wrist firmly, then her other arm, she would struggle of course but many hours of sword play led to a well toned individual. He growled and started to drag her over to the chains, "You ARE my toy, princess. You will enjoy it in the end..." He said with a smirk, pushing her against the wall near the chains, he reached up and grabbed the right shackle, then reached for her, "Come here!" He said in a snarl, fighting to lock her hand in the chain.
 
Delphine was proud of herself for standing up to this evil man, a part of her was even happy for slapping him as he did deserve it. He didn't intimidate her and so when he did stand up to his full height, then move closer to her, that wasn't a problem it was when he grabbed her wrists. "As if you would have truly gone by my choice!" She does her best to try and wrestle her wrists free, his grip was hurting her wrists, although her struggling probably wasn't helping at all. "Never!" She fought with all her strength not to allow him to chain her wrist up as she knew just by looking at the chains he wouldn't let her out until he was pleased.
 
Adrian growled a little as the first shackle came on, he reached up to grab her other hand, when she no doubt pulled away he landed a harsh slap across her face, nearly knocking her to the floor were it not for the chained arm, while she recovered he reached down and gripped her wrist, pulling her back to her feet as he locked it up. Both her hands were up and out to her sides, above her head. he smirked a little, cupping her breast, "So pert...Taught...Fine size to..." He said with a smirk, reaching down he took her leg and forced it into the shackles as well, any fighting would be met with a quick brutal blow. He snarled when she was fully at his disposal, "Mmm, very nice...Tell me, Delphine, have you ever been pleasured before?"
 
Delphine felt the first shackle click shut and the sound was rather harsh to her ears, it was signaling to her that she wasn't going to get out of this at all. Yes, she did pull away her hand and receiving that slap to her face, she could swear she saw stars dancing in front of her eyes. The only thing holding her up was the one in the shackle, otherwise she would have likely hit the floor. Seeing that he had her other hand up, she knew she couldn't slap him again. She actually growls when he cups her breast in his grubby hand. She still fought against him no matter the blow that followed as she didn't want any of this at all. The look on her face when he asked that question, told him she thought him insane to ask such a rude question and turning her face away from him told him how she felt about answering that question.
 
Adrian smirked a little at her reaction, he walked to a drawer some ways away, on the other side of the room, taking his sweet time as he walked, "Come now, princess, you know things will be better for you should you work with me, right?" He asked as he dug through the drawer, after a little one could hear the distinct sound of a blade being drawn, he held in his hand a long silver knife, very fine in make. The man walked toward her though the dim lit room, knife shimmering in his hand, honestly, the sight of him (in an odd way) may come off as slightly seductive. He just had this sexual air about him. He drew closer to her, "So...Answer the question princess..." He said in a soft tone, speaking quietly as he ran the cold blade over her cheek, just touching her, not drawing blood, simply running it across her body.
 
Delphine watched him walk to the drawer and dig around, that didn't bother her overly much, when she heard the sound of a blade being drawn that had her tense a bit. He may have a rather seductive air about him, even look very handsome but she wasn't going to give in to the enemy at all. The only thing that showed her nervousness was the gulp before she spoke. "I will never answer such a personal and rude question from the enemy. You are my enemy. You have attacked my kingdom and even abducted me for your disgusting pleasure. You will not win my cooperation at all. I will never give in!" With that she spits in his face as she glares at him. She actually expects him to hit her either with his bare hand or the knife.
 
Adrian smirked at her, he ran the knife down between her cleavage before he cut her dress, ripping it nearly all the way down, he tore at it viciously, ferally, attacking it with a violent aggression. Eventually she was left bare, fully nude before him. He tossed the knife aside, "Much better..." He walked up to her, reaching down to take her dress scraps to wipe off his face. He smirked at her a moment then slapped her once more, harder than the first time. Now she would most certainly see stars. He did it with such a feeling of casualness. As if it were nothing. He smirked and cupped between her legs, letting his hand run over her folds, he glanced down to look there, admiring her slit for a moment as he strokes up and down the little opening, "Has anyone touched the fine princess here?" He asked quietly.
 
Delphine couldn't help the scream she let out when he started cutting into her dress, she was a bit scared with the way he was doing it that he would cut her as well. Feeling the cool air over her bare skin had her shiver as she was now fully exposed to the first man who would ever see her like this. She didn't like that it was this man. She was definitely seeing stars after he hit her this time, she had been expecting the hit but not like this. It took sometime for her to realize where his hand was touching her. She could feel something happening but she didn't want to admit it. "No and you need to remove your hand right away!"
 
Adrian smirked and shook his head, "I don't think so princess..." He said with a sly coo. he was softly rubbing her now, slow circular motions across her slit, teasing the virgin flaps of skin. Spreading her lips to start stroking her inner lips, "It feels good, doesn't it?" He says in a low purr, something about the way he touched her was hot. Even in this state. She would have trouble denying that. he smirked at her and leaned down, letting his lips part and her small nipple enter his mouth, softly he suckled away at her as his stroking kept up.
 
Delphine didn't like at all what he was doing to her and yet it felt as though it was pulsing, like she was becoming alive and rather hot. This man was touching her in ways that no man, let alone herself, had ever done before. She knew that he was giving her pleasure but at what cost, other than his own pleasure of course. When he spread her lower lips and strokes her inner lips, there was something like a shot of pure pleasure right into the core of all of it. When he leaned down and took her nipple into his mouth and suckled on it as though he was a baby sucking on it's mother's nipple for milk, she couldn't stop the moans that came from her mouth. To feel pleasure in such a way, it was not what she had wanted for her first time and she was sure that he would take that from her at some point.
 
Adrian grinned around the little pink bud as he saw all the tell-tale signs of her arousal, he was going to bring her to the breaking point but not let her cross it, and to further this goal he pulled away from her nipple, smirked at her, "You see...It's not so bad..." He said in a soft purr as he got to his knees, he forced her tender thighs apart, spreading her lips a little just by the movement. He looked up at her, meeting her eyes as his tongue left his mouth, so painfully slowly he licked up her thigh, teasing her, toying with her, he licked, kissed, sucked, and nipped everywhere but her eager lips, he glanced over to see if she was getting properly damp, he would wait as long as need be for his prize to grow aroused, that was part of the fun, it was all a game.

When she did finally reach arousal he grinned and moved the flicking pink muscle of his tongue up and down her lips, lapping away at her so painfully slow, just teasing still. After a few moments of teasing his mouth pressed fully to her mound, sucking, licking,, pleasuring her in ways the virgin princess never could have imagined, he started to flick rapidly over her hooded clit, trying to draw the little bundle of nerves from its hiding place so he may pleasure her properly.
 
Delphine hated that he was so smug about her feeling pleasure from what he was doing, if she could only control herself and refuse any of the pleasure she was feeling but she didn't know how. Watching him get down to his knees and spread her legs, she didn't like where this was going at all. She didn't want to watch him at all but she just couldn't look away as she watched him use his tongue, lips, and teeth to touch all around but not the area which felt as though it was a heater. It didn't take much for her to become wet down there, where she didn't want to feel anything.

This wasn't supposed to be happening to her, she was a princess and the only man who should see her like this would be the one she marries. Oh god... the feeling of his tongue slowly moving over her lower lips was both torturous and yet pleasurable at the same time. Yet nothing could compare to what he did neck which had her moaning out loud as she never believed was possible. The next thing he did, finding his way to something that had her practically screaming in pleasure. She never even knew there was such a part of her down there that gave such outrageous pleasure.
 
The cruel man sat one his knees, dark eyes aimed upward, watching her writh and pull against the chains as he suckled the little swollen nub rather harshly, stopping every now and again to let it escape his mouth so he could give it a few flicks with his tongue. After a good while of this he pulled from her clit, kissing the do doubt damp soft inner thighs. He looked up, grinning a sly, evil smirk, “You know…the wetness, it is a sign of desire…” He said, trailing off a little, he didn’t need to finish that line for him to get his point across to her. He offered a final smirk and kiss before reaching up, spreading the swollen outer lips, opening her dripping snach to him. He flicked at her inner folds for a moment before letting the hard pink muscle of his tongue begin to enter her virgin opening, spreading the first little bit of her entrance around his tongue, moving it up and down inside of her. But he was careful, so very careful, not to let her cum…Not yet…
 
Delphine was actually feeling pleasure from someone who had taken her from her home against her will. This was one of those moments of her life that she had never been looking forward to at all. The pleasure that was building and felt as though it was ready to burst, then it stopped when he stopped, making it hard for her to concentrate let alone even think. She refused to look at him when he looked up at her and told her that she was obviously enjoying herself. Her eyes widen as she feels his tongue enter into the one place no man has ever put anything inside of. The worst part was it actually felt pleasurable, she was already dripping wet from all that he had been doing, this had her juices flowing out instead of dripping. It was embarrassing what he was putting her through, she kept feeling herself building up and then he would do something else to which she was then brought down. The thing was it didn't stop the build up, it actually added to more of the pressure, giving her a need to release.
 
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