A Princesses' Tears! (Closed)

[Blaanid]

Lissa had been her father’s favorite child, she his only daughter and youngest of five sons. She looked so much like her mother who had died giving birth to her, her long red hair and deep blue eyes had always reminded her father of his first and only love. Even as she grew up she began to look more like her mother to the point that every high born man in the country wanted her as a wife, her perfect body making it so that even the married had fantasies about her!

But tonight was the night that Lissa found that she was now the only one left alive of her family, for their greatest enemy had come in and killed all that were in power, the King himself ordering his men thought to not touch the princess herself, telling them that she was his and was to be brought back to him.

And to her horror, Lissa was forced into a carriage, she finding the interior more comfortable and lavish than she had ever seen, but at the same time she knew that it represented the end to her happiness that only her loving father and brothers could give her, she finding that within two days march that she had arrived to be claimed by her father’s greatest enemy, a King whom most men and women feared!

[tyrion77]

King Vladimir waited impatiently for the carriage to arrive. He'd heard of the success of his soldiers, and now the large, powerfully-built royal was eager to have his final revenge. The King of Draecil stood head and shoulders above most men, with long black hair that was typically kept in a braid that fell to the middle of his back. The family colors were black and silver, and he was almost always found wearing them. This day, he was wearing his finest, a black silk tunic with silver threads, and black breeches.

It was a shame his wife would not be there initially, as she was away visiting her family, but he planned to let her enjoy their victory as well. She had as vicious a sense of revenge as he did himself, and from what they had heard of Lissa, Llona would take great pleasure in toying with his rival's daughter.

Finally, he was told the carriage had arrived. Straightening in his throne, he waited for the soldiers to bring in his prize. Carefully, he lifted the royal magus from his lap, a buxom, green-eyed blonde woman, and she took her place standing by his throne, a sinister smile on her face as two soldiers came through the doors, with the chained princess between them.

"So, it appears the righteous have fallen," King Vlad announced as his eyes fell on the young woman. It seemed the rumors had not done justice to Lissa's beauty; he would have greatly enjoyed corrupting her, even if she had not been his enemy's favorite daughter. Rising slowly from his throne, he walked toward her slowly, his violet eyes fixed on the new arrival. When he stood before her, he cupped her chin, forcing her to gaze on his lust-filled eyes, and asked her, "I am sure you have heard rumors, but I want this to be clear to you, Lissa. You are mine now."

[Blaanid]

Looking upon the King made Lissa want to scream in fear, but her body was frozen in fear, she looking upon him, he not looking like any man that she had seen before! His body radiated absolute power, his face showed what it meant to be pure evil. And as the guards pushed her down upon her knees, she being the one to have to grovel before her new King, the one that owned her now, the one that she would call Master!

She could feel ice in her blood hearing his words, he not only virbally showing telling her that he owned her now, that she was his now, she could see in his face that there would be no doubt that there was no escape for her.

And so she bowed her head to her King, her heart now broken over the lives lost, her mind broken over the knowledge that all that she had was gone, and now her soul was broken knowing that she was Vladimir’s, to do with as he pleased!

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Llona had been traveling from the outer villages to her husband’s castle hearing that he had caught his new play toy, she had known for a long time now that he had lusted after his enemies daughter time and time again after hearing about her beauty, and for the first time in a long time, she felt threatened, for she had not yet given her husband a son yet, not a child at all. She knew that there were whispers behind her back that he could very well do away with her life if he decided that she was no longer any good to him, that if any concubine was able to show any slight sign that she could carry a child to term for him, then he had every right to put his wife to death in the hopes that he would produce a son!

And Llona wanted her driver to get her back as soon as possible, to see this woman that her husband so desired, to this woman that could mean the end to her own life!

[tyrion77]

Tempted as he was to take her right in front of the entire court, Vladimir calmed himself a little as he ordered his soldiers in a soft voice, "Take her up to my bedchamber. There are shackles attached to the bedposts; use them to bind her." The magus, who was close enough to overhear, blushed slightly when she heard mention the shackles. The two soldiers bowed, and then pulled on the chains, taking her out of the great hall toward the stairs so that they could do as told.

"You may all take your leave; I am retiring to my rooms for the evening," he then announced to the court at large. Everyone knew what he was about, and the devious smiles on the lips of several of the courtiers showed that knowledge. Slowly, they began to filter out of the room, some giving their king congratulations on his victory before doing so.

As Vladimir remained in the hall to wait for them to leave, his soldiers pulled Lissa up the stairs, and into a large bedroom, which was lavishly furnished. The largest canopy bed she had ever seen was in the center against one wall, with rich red curtains and black sheets that seemed to be made of silk. Dark iron chains hung from each post, ending in a shackle, and it was this bed that she was thrown onto. One of the guards kept her held down as the other proceeded to lock the shackles, first around her ankles, then her wrists. Only once she was bound securely, did they leave her there in the bedroom, alone.

[Blaanid]

Lissa was horribly scared now, she wasn’t seeing the beautiful surroundings of her capture, she wasn’t feeling the comfortable clean bed that she was on, only that she was trapped with a man that seemed so vile that she wanted to die right there!

She wasn’t the type of girl that screamed and cried at every little thing that went wrong like many of women in her station. So many other women of royalty cried and whined about the littlest things. But right now she was losing control, her tears were filling her eyes, fearing what Vladimir would do to her, fearing if he would hurt her, and then fearing that he would indeed take her one virtue that she had left away, her virginity!

Lissa had always wanted to be married to a sweet man, a man that would love her forever and she him. She was even willing to marry a common man just for love, not at all wanting a political marriage! But now things were far worse for her, for when Vlad was done with her, no man anywhere would ever want her again!

[tyrion77]

She was not alone for too long. Vladimir, in his eagerness to enjoy his prize, found it difficult not to run up the stairs to his bedchamber. As it was, he walked hurriedly, and the one servant who got in his path got a glare that nearly made the poor woman faint with fear. Bursting through the door to his room, the lewd grin that lit his face when he saw her laid out on his bed was as genuine as possible.

"You have no idea how long I have been looking forward to this moment," he told her as he walked closer to the bed. Letting his eyes roam over her for a moment, he then went on, "Initially, it was supposed to be your mother, but when you grew into such a beauty, and so favored by your father, that I knew you would be a much better choice. And a good thing, since she didn't survive." The king then slowly climbed onto the bed, and straddled her waist. Reaching down, he gripped the neckline of her gown, and tore it open to the waist with his powerful hands.

With her lovely breasts exposed, he took a moment to cup them, squeezing them together roughly as he watched her eyes, a sinister glint in his own violet eyes. Releasing them, he gave the left one a firm slap with his open palm before standing once more.

[Blaanid]

The way he was looking at her made her blood run cold with fear and anger, he telling her that her mother had not survived just added to the pain, and then how he just ripped her gown off of her to her waist was just pouring salt into the wound!

Lissa looked exactly like her mother, only she was younger, the two women looked completely alike in body and face. She had remembered hearing her father talk of how every man from across the world would seek her hand in marriage, and part of that had come true, for a man from another part of her world had come to seek her, but instead of offering marriage, he has offered suffering instead!

Lissa began to sob, he degrading her more and more, his well formed well dressed body above her, practically sitting on her as he mauled her breasts, slapping them and seeming to very much enjoy himself, it was almost too much for her to handle!

[tyrion77]

Once on his feet, he could see the tears in her eyes, and all he could do was laugh. "Not enjoying yourself, princess? I'd have thought that the daughter of such a whore as your mother would love being treated this way," Vladimir told her, even as he leaned over her and finished tearing her dress down the front, then sliding the ruined rags off of her so he could toss them in a heap on the floor. "Not that it matters to me, really. Your father was a thorn in my side for far too long. My only regret is that he is not here to see your tears," the king explained as he gazed down upon her beautiful nude body.

"However, you will learn that there are worse things than my touch on your skin, or my cock in your tight little cunt," the large man went on as he unbuckled his belt and took it off. He kept the long leather strap in his hands, and grinned down at her maliciously. "In fact, before I am done, you will be begging to be fucked," the words would have been enough to make any woman shiver. Raising the belt, he then brought it down hard across her thigh, the leather wrapping around the kiss the inside of her leg with a loud smack.

[Blaanid]

She screamed so loud that anyone in that area of the castle could hear the princess’ screams of pain! She wanted more than anything for him to stop, was almost willing ot let him do anything just so that he would stop hurting her! She even began to beg him saying, “Please Your Highness, anything, just don’t hurt me!”

Llona sat on her throne, giggling with her friends and ladies in waiting, they all hearing how Lissa was tortured, some of the making bets on how soon she would beg for the King’s cock, on how soon she would become his slave in the bed!

[tyrion77]

"Anything? So soon?" the king asked her with a wry grin on his lips as he watched her trembling on his bed. Reaching down with his hand, he stroked her thigh lightly, teasing the skin where he had struck with the belt; already, the area was turning red. "Then beg me to fuck you, Lissa. Beg me to make you my whore," Vladimir informed her what it would take to avoid another lash from the belt, at least for the moment. As if to punctuate what it was he wanted, his hand slid up from the inside of her thigh, until he was touching her sex, rubbing at the soft lips up and down as his eyes fixed on hers. "Beg me to put a baby in your belly, so that no other man will ever want you," he continued, driving home exactly what he meant to do to her.

[Blaanid]

She had never been with a man before, had no idea how it was that a man was supposed to put a baby inside of her belly, she having no real idea what sex really was, but she was getting a crash course tonight it seemed, for she did yell out for him, begging him saying, “Yes, fuck me my King!” She for the first time acknowledging that he was now her King, no longer her father.

She moaning as she felt his fingers began to play with her slit, “Please my King, make me your whore, your concubine, fill my belly with your baby!” She beginning to understand why he wanted her so much, stories had even reached her people on how Llona was unable to produce children for him, and knew that he had it in him to kill off his wife so that he could take another, but at the same time it was rumored that they liked each other too much!

She found herself spreading her legs even farther for him, her own cunt becoming wet with need, she coming very close to her first orgasm while he stroked her, while he felt around her virgin cunt, she panting as if she needed him to fuck her now!

[tyrion77]

Vladimir felt his cock stiffening as he watched the naive princess writhing on his bed, and heard her begging him so wonderfully. Grinning at her wickedly, his fingers found her clit, and began to rub it in small, rapid circles. From how tight she felt, he realized that she had likely never been with a man, which made him even more eager to take her, but at the same time, he wanted her shamed to the core first, if possible.

He continued to rub at her slit, noting the effect it had on her, pinching her clit between his finger and thumb, even as he reached down with his other hand and did the same to one of her large nipples. "I'm not convinced, whore. Make me believe you want to be fucked, that you need it more than anything," he ordered her glaring down at her even as he pulled at her nipple, lifting her heavy breast by it.

[Blaanid]

It was as though her body was listening to his orders more than she, for when he commanded her to prove to him more, she came for him, her own womanly juices making her nice and wet for him, and even her hips began to jerk for him as if wanting him to fuck her, she finally gasping out saying, “I will give you sons! My body will be forever yours!”

And as if that wasn’t enough, she began to howl again, it seeming the idea of him stuffing her full of his cock was really turning her on, and after all he was a powerful King, she a princess and in a way her beauty combined with his powerful looks would make a powerful heir!

[tyrion77]

As her orgasm wracked her body, the king watched, drinking in the sight. Her words echoed in his ears, and he knew she was as ready as she was going to be. Withdrawing his hands, Vladimir then began to undress himself, taking much more care with his own clothing than he had with hers, though it was clear he was in something of a hurry. First his tunic and undershirt found their way on top of the heap that had been her clothing, then they were joined by his breeches, underpants, and boots. Standing next to the bed naked, the effect that Lissa had on him was clear; his cock was long and thick, engorged and angry-looking.

Smiling at her hungrily, the king slowly climbed over the princess, and knelt between her thighs. As he did this, the tip of his cock rubbed against her slit, teasing her as he bent over her body to take her already-tortured nipple between his teeth and tug on it. He kept it there, sucking and pulling at the tender nub as he thrust himself into her all at once, forcing her virgin cunt to stretch around his girth and tearing her hymen all at once. A loud grunt of pleasure on his part was muffled by the ample breast that his mouth busied itself with.

[Blaanid]

It hurt so bad that she screamed louder than she did when he whipped her, but the moment he was all the way inside of her, she began to relax and found that even though he was terribly huge, he did not hurt at all, she suddenly feeling a great deal of pleasure!

Lissa began to moan, she feeling so stuffed full of his Kingly cock, her own cunt contracted all around him, as though it were trying to either push him out or suck him further in! She never thought that a man could be so big, that such a huge cock could fit inside of her so perfectly!

And in those moments, she had forgotten what had brought her here, the memory of the man that was now deep inside of her cunt was the man that had her father killed, the man that planned on filling her womb was the very devil that had killed her family, the man that she would be forced to have children with was the very man that had her people killed!

[tyrion77]

Vladmir held his prick fully within her for a few moments, enjoying the feeling of being submersed to the hilt in her tight, molten core. It made him grin against her tit to think that she was so hot for him after what he had done to her family. Once more, his teeth closed on her nipple, pulling up on it then letting it slowly slide from between them. His hands then gathered her hair, bringing it over her shoulders and gripping tightly.

He used these handholds to pull her against his thrusts when they began. At first they were slow, but hard, as the king held her impaled on his shaft a few moments before pulling out to thrust in again. "You really must be a cock-hungry little whore, to be enjoying my cock so much, after what I had done to your family," he reminded her, not wanting her to forget who it was that was pleasuring her so deeply.

[Blaanid]

Tears began to fill her eyes again, he reminding her once again what had happened to her family, she actually crying while moaning in pleasure, she knowing it was he who had killed them all, yet at the same time could not understand why he had spared her life! In a way she was still very much a threat to him, for any child that she had would be heir to her Kingdom’s throne, but what she wasn’t thinking about was that if she had a child with Vladimir, his hold on her Kingdome would be perfectly secure!

Lissa let out a nice little scream, her orgasm taking over her body, her pussy walls that were wrapped around Vladimir’s cock so perfect began to contract and ripple, seeming very much to attempt to milk him for his Kingly seed!

[tyrion77]

The king grunted with pleasure as he felt the lovely woman under him climaxing a second time, this time all around his pulsing cock. He fucked her right through her orgasm with the same hard thrusts, though they grew faster as she began to come down again, his shaft still rock-hard within her. Grinning down at her lewdly, he commented, "You're a sensitive little bitch in heat, aren't you?" She had cum fast for him, but he was not done with her yet.

His hands were still wrapped in her hair, using it to pull her body against his thrusts; the rhythmic slapping of his hips against her inner thighs grew louder as his use grew rougher. "Beg me, whore," Vladimir growled down at her, "Beg your king to fill you with his seed, to fuck his baby into your slut belly." He was just beginning to feel the pressure building in his balls, even as they smacked against her ass with every deep thrust into her.

[Blaanid]

Lissa did as she was told, no longer wanting to be whipped by her King, no longer wanting to feel the pain that would just continue on if she fought him, and so she screamed out with yet another orgasm saying, “Oh, fuck me my King! Fill me with my seed! Make my belly swell with your children so that I am forever yours!”

She came for him again and again, never had Lissa felt such pleasure and anguish at the same time, never had her mind been so tormented and her body so pleasured, it was like she was being torn apart from the inside! Deep down she wanted it all to stop, but right now in that moment, all she could do was beg him to fuck her, fuck her faster and deeper!

[tyrion77]

The way she continued to orgasm, over and over again, proved to be too much. It caused the king intense pleasure, the likes of which he was simply unused to; none of the women he dallied with, not even his queen, was able to provide such raw physical pleasure. Finally, his self-control gave way and he erupted deep within her, spraying his scalding seed directly into her womb, grunting wordlessly with ecstasy at every spurt he felt himself spill into her. Vladimir's own climax left him panting for breath atop her, his hands bunched in her hair.

When he finally caught his breath, he slowly withdrew from her cunt, leaving her empty rather suddenly, and licked his lips. The blood of her virginity remained on his half-hard shaft, glistening in the light. Giving the inside of her thigh a firm smack with the palm of his hand, he asked her, "How did it feel, begging your father's mortal enemy to use you for his pleasure?" Vladimir felt a sense of immense pride at having despoiled his foe's treasured daughter, though his enjoyment of her was only just beginning.

[Blaanid]

His words did sting her, she knowing now that her father’s enemy had been the one to take her virginity, that he was more than likely going to be the father of all of her future children! Such ideas shook her to her core, she not once wanting to think about the man who intended to ruin her life, the man that had killed her father and her family to leave her alone in the world with a monster in her bed!

But she answered him anyway saying, “Yes my King, you felt wonderful.” There was no way that she would ever be able to hide her attraction from him now, she finally feeling her bonds released he knowing that she would never be able to run now, after all she was ruined, the only good she would be now would be as his concubine and the woman to give him his heirs that his own Queen seemed to have no ability to do!

[tyrion77]

"Yes, I suppose it did," Vladimir responded, full of arrogance, that evil smirk remaining on his handsome face, "After all, you certainly came enough times." Walking over to the table in the far corner of the room, and poured himself a cup of the cool wine from the silvered pitcher sitting on it. He seemed unconcerned with releasing her from the shackles yet, instead draining the cup he had just poured, then refilling it. Returning to sit at her side on the bed, he told her, "Here, I suppose I must let you drink, if you are to keep healthy enough to bear my children," and then put the cup to her lips and tilted it slightly. More of it ran down her cheeks in the position she was in, but a good bit also spilled into her mouth.

[Blaanid]

Lissa drank as much of it as she could, the wine its self actually tasting really good and giving her mind a sweet little buzz as well.

Finally Lissa was led to her own chambers and there was no mistaking that Vladimir had planned for her, for there was a very large bed in the center of the chamber and a small wardrobe full of garments that she would never be able to wear in public. Robes of nice sheer fabrics that would leave nothing to the imagination, it seeming that her new ruler planned to never let her out of his sight or the sights of his guards, for he had four posted outside of her chambers and had servants attend to her all the time, bringing her meals and even healers that would examine her body to see if she were with child yet, it seeming that the King himself was a bit in a hurry!

[tyrion77]

Vladimir was in a hurry, as evidenced by the multiple visits a day he paid to her chamber, and the fact that she warmed his own bed more often than his royal wife. Any time he came in her, she was not allowed to bathe for at least an hour afterward, to give his seed time to quicken in her womb. With no attempts at escape and her being watched so closely, the shackles were not used every time, but a few times, when he was angry or feeling particularly sadistic, he did bind her with them before using her.

A week passed this way, before a night came like others in that time, where she was ordered to wait for him in his bedchamber to sleep with him. She was not waiting for him long when he came in along with his queen, who seemed surprised to see his concubine in the room. With a wicked grin on his lips, the king addressed his wife, "I thought you might enjoy her as well as I, my dear." This was his way of forcing his wife to reveal what she was thinking about his new toy, as she had been silent concerning the matter, at least as far as he knew.

[Blaanid]

Llona was a little shocked to see Lissa laying in her husband’s bed chamber, a sudden feeling of inadequacy was racing through her mind now, after all Vladimir had not been with her once since he had brought home his little toy, she remembering him explaining to her that he meant to have children with this woman!

Llona looked to her husband, her eyes seeming to plead with him not to do this to her, she was actually hoping that she would get a night alone with him, after all she still had hope that she could produce a healthy heir for him, he was supposed to be the one to fill her nights with pleasure, not this silly little girl!