Conquering Hearts (closed)

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Victoria Hamerfall was the only daughter to Kind George Hammerfall. She had an older brother, the prince, named Victor Hammerfall. Her Mother died in chilbirth. Her Father was a ruthless conquering King. He was indeed more of a Warlord than a King. And he groomed his son to be the same. Victoria on the other hand, much to their disgust, was very different. She was kind, noble and cared about the people.

Her Father never failed to show which sibling he loved and cared about. And it was not her. In fact, when she reached adulthood, her Brother and Father began to use her for their own sexually deviant needs. She was raped, sodomized and often beaten. Her life was hell and she often thought of escape but was afraid her Father would have her killed. He did afterall warn her of this often. She would have been a fool not to believe him.

Another conquerer laid his eyes on her Father's kingdom. Her arrogant Father and Brother decided to fight on the battlefield as well. Victoria prayed they would be killed. To her delight they were. But now, this left room for the new conquerer to take over. She was afraid for at least she knew what to expect of her Father and Brother.

The people saw her as their new ruler now. So, they fought valiantly. This time it was because they wanted to. The people loved her. But, alas they were too weakened and outnumbered....
 
King Brute was a cunning strategist and above all the kingdom he ruled over was large and wealthy. The outcome of the war that erupted when Hammerfalls refused terms of protectorate extended to them was decided even before the first battle started.

But it was paricularly humiliating for the Hammerfalls thanks to the efforts of young Prince Vidos. The tall, fair-haired young man with a warrior's physique and a determined face led the charge against King Hammerfalls and his bodyguards that killed both the foe king and his son, crippling their army and making it rout only to be ruthlessly cut down by the Brute's light cavalry, who gave chase.

It was only yesterday, and now the war was almost over. King Brute's army made a hasty march for the capital and shortly after dawn the poorly-manned walls were taken and passed. A massacre ensued on the city's central square, where the remaining soldiers rallied in front of the royal palace. Their determination surprised Vidos. Their king, after all, was already dead. What were they defending so valiantly? Whatever it was, it had better been worth their lives because very few ended up as prisoners, most fighting until they were cut down.

King Brute entered the palace with his bodyguards, claiming victory and control over the city and the kingdom. The one who, it turns out, led the people in the absense of her father and brother, was dragged out to the main square, where troops were hastily setting up a chopping block. She was not simply a woman now that she took up command, but a leader who could challenge the conqueror's authority. She needed to die.

That's when Prince Vidos first saw her, the crown no longer on her head, but her dress and jewelry giving away her status. Still, there was something about her that made him not see her as a threat and an enemy. It was the kind of feeling you have when you see a poor pretty kitten, who's been beaten around and abused by life. Trying hard to survive, but still failing.

"Stop!" He said in a commanding, powerful voice that he used to order his troop of cavalry bodyguard on the noisy battlefield. The heavy axe froze in the air, just as it was about to fall onto her poor, pale, defenseless neck.

"I was the first man on the walls, was I not?" He announced, coming forward and the soldiers cheered on. They loved the hothead young prince for sharing all the dangers with them, even though the king never approved it, worrying for the successor's life. "Tradition says that I have the first choice on any spoils in the city." More cheers backed him up.

"Then I take this woman as a captive slave for my harem. Anyone who harms her will face my sword for taking my property."

He took the red-haired beauty away until he found an unused room in the palace, where they could sit in private.

"What is your name, maid? What did you do here?" He asked curiously.
 
Victoria rested her face in her hands and sobbed, "Princess Victoria. Please.... Please.... Just kill me now." She looked up to him with tears in her hypnotic eyes, "Have I not suffered enough under my Father and Brother? We have all suffered under their barbaric rule. Please, don't let your men kill anymore of these people." She buried her face in her hands again, "No more.... No more...." Her long red hair fell down around her face as her her body shook, "They are good people." The stress of it all finally took it's toll on her. She fell forward unconcious.
 
"Princess?" Vidos's eyebrows lifted slightly in surprise. He couldn't have even imagined who the girl was and she certainly didn't owe her safety to her title. If anything, he would probably be less eager to save her if he knew who she was. But what was done was done and now he had a beautiful, unconscious girl on his hands.

The prince called for servants and ordered them to take good care of her. As a princess, she would be allowed to travel with one of her maids and be given a carriage of her own, albeit a well-guarded one. Technically, of course, he didn't have to give her anything as she was his slave now, but Prince Vidos knew he wouldn't be able to look at the mirror without disgust if he treated her poorly.

He made the necessary arrangements for her travel and left to pay attention to the contless matters that required it during these early stages of the occupation.
 
Victoria awoke some time later in a carriage. One of her chamber maids was with her. She slowly sat up and the chambermaid, "Ella", looked concerned, "Princess. You are awake! I have been so worried about you!" Victoria flicked her hair behind her shoulder as her eyes adjusted, "Wh-where am I? What happened?"

She exhaled, "Our lands were conquered. Your Father and Brother are dead. You have been captured. Although there appears to be no attempt to harm you. I have been allowed to stay with you but the carriage is well guarded. It appears we have no choice but to be property of the conquerors." Victoria sighed, "As is the way of war and royalty. The men are to be killed. But the women are captured and made into property. Yet, even as royalty I have never been nothing more than property anyway. I will just belong to some other man now." Ella exhaled, "I know. I remember how your Father and Brother treated you. There was no love."

Victoria chuckled, "Don't be naieve, Ella. There is no such thing as love anyway. I have never known it and never will. Men only love what they can do with and to women." Ella looked sad for Victoria, "I still must hold out hope that you are wrong."
 
The prince had a rather nice harem of his own. It wasn't a harem of the kind greedy sultans of the east have, where hundreds of women resided, most not even known to their master by name, nor touched by him in many years. Vidos's harem was no bigger than a dozen or two, of whom three were his favorite.

Ailene was a golden blond with blue eyes and a cheerful personality. Deena was a passionate brunette of Mediterrainean blood. She had olive skin, dark eyes and easily the most powerful personality of all the girls. She was ruthless and cunning, never hesitating to use her influence with the prince to maintain her position as the unofficial leader of the harem, whom most other girls feared and respected. Finally, there was Kusha, a chocolate-bodied young woman who was brought from the far deserts of Nubia. Naturally, all girls were strikingly beautiful and curved, but Kusha's volumptious body and the fire of lust it always lit in the prince's eyes was the envy of every girl in the harem. She most kept to herself, however, never too eager to speak with anyone but the prince.

Those three were considered such favorites that they had some leeway with the prince. With it came power, which they mostly used to keep the other girls in line and rule over them.

Such was the group Victoria was planted into once her carriage arrived. The prince was not coming back just yet, which gave her some time to get used to living in his harem.

The wing where all the girls resided was opulent in its beauty. There was marble, gorgeous plants, statues, fountains. The best fabrics, the efforts of the best cloth masters and jewelers were put into creating a mirriad gowns and jewelry pieces the girls could wear. A horde of eunichs guarded them from any thread and maids tended to their needs. And, yet, for all that civilized glory, the harem very much resembled a jungle, even if its predators were slender, busty eye-candies and not saber-toothed meat-eaters.
 
Victoria and Ella rode in silence to the castle. Lusty eyed guards helped them both down from the carriage. Crude sexual comments were made about them as well. To Victoria this was nothing new. Ella was visibly nervous however.

They were chained with their hands behind their backs and short chains on the ankles. Victoria and Ella ll but wobbled as they were rudely pulled along. Soon they were shoved into the harem and chains removed. One of the guards said, "Ladies this is the fallen Princess Victoria and her chambermaid Ella. Get them cleaned up. The Prince will come looking for Victoria later." He chuckled, "Make sure you ladies treat the well."

Victoria and Ella just stood in a corner huddled together. Neither of them having never stepped in a harem in all of their life. They knew not what to expect.
 
They were led through a rather long corridor, which turned before allowing them into the large hall. The aim of this architechture was to isolate the harem from the rest of the palace by more than just a door. A long, winding corridor made for an excellent defensive point, which the well-drilled eunich guards could keep for a very long time against any threat. It also provided the feeling of being in a completely different realm once you walked through it and ended up in the well-lit, marble-rich hall.

Victoria and Ella immediately found themselves the center of attention of at least five girls who were in the hall, lounging, chatting, playing games with each other. They were in various stages of dress and undress, some wearing nothing but jewelry, others sporting rich dresses that would be decent in any company, and everything in between. One of the girls hastily ran away and in minutes many more people entered the hall, girls, maids and eunichs all eyeing the newcomers with interest, exchanging private comments and chuckles with each other.

Deena, the raven-haired, strong-willed queen of the harem, eyed Victoria with open hostility in her eyes. She pranced forward like a panther, eyeing her two poor prey, if only not licking her lips in anticipation. She walked about, looking at the newcomers from all angles, asessing.

"Princess, huh?" She smirked and the crowd hushed, listening to her. It was perhaps the scariest part of the whole experience for anyone witnessing it; there were at least fifty people of all kinds in the room, including many powerful and strong-willed eunich guards with massive swords at their sides, and they all looked to this brunette's every move and jesture, caught her every word and looked ready to obey.

"Not here, honey." Deena smiled, and the smile was anything but friendly. "Now you're just another pretty face." She said, slowly drawing the words as if bored.

Poor Victoria got on the wrong side of Deena from the very start and through no fault other than her birth. She had something which Deena needed to seduce the Prince into a marriage, something that she could never have. Royal blood.

"Guards, take her to her new room." Deena tossed over her shoulder and walked away without so much as looking to see if her order was followed. She knew it was.
 
Victoria and Ella could tell right away this woman ruled the roost. And strangely even though she was a slave too, the guards listened to her. Her words were cold and dominating. Victoria whispered to Ella as they were being led to another room, "She is going to be trouble. We should stay close." Ella nodded.

She was taken to a lavish room. The guard who led them there patted Victoria on the bottom, "They gonna like you here. I hope you like pussy because you gonna be eating lots of it." He then turned away chuckling. Victoria and Ella walked into the room and flopped down onto the oversized bed and just stared up at the ceiling in silence for awhile.
 
A cheerful rap of a knock on the doorframe, for there were few actual doors in the harem, announced the enterance of a pretty blond. She had a sky-blue scarf, light and transparent, wrapped around her impressive chest and barely able to cover it. An airy skirt of the same material went down to her knees, while her neck was adorned by a beautiful piece of jewelry, shining with gem stones and white gold.

"Hey, princess." She chuckled, helping herself to a seat on Victoria's bed.

"Deena scared you there a little?" She giggled. "She doesn't like you being a princess, see. Thinks she's the only royalty in the harem, and she's not even royalty."

"I'm Aileen, by the way." She said, now without smiles. "My name has some power around here. You'd be smart to try and be friends with me. Deena already hates you; if you piss me off too you'll find everyone against you. But my friendship doesn't come easily." She smiled nicely.

"Who is your friend, by the way? She's cute." Aileen noted, moving towards Ella. "Take off your clothes, sweetie." She said.
 
Victoria stood up and looked at the girl sternly. She was obviously very protective of Ella. She exhaled, "At first I thought you were nice. But, now I see you are manipulative. I will not be manipulated by you. And you will keep away from Ella. She is with me. In fact, you don't even talk to her unless you come to me first." She put her hands on her hips, "Now turn around and walk out of this room the way you came in. I don't care who you are."
 
Aileen turned to look at Victoria, tilting her head innocently. Her blue eyes were anything but innocent though. She smiled cutely and shrugged.

"Hm. How silly."

With that she turned around and pranced out of the room, whistling some tune softly. Nobody bothered the princess and her maid through the rest of the day. Finally, night fell onto the palace and everyone went to sleep shortly after. By midnight most of the harem was fast asleep. Most.

Six figures snuck near the room where Victoria and Ella stayed. They stepped softly, approaching the door. Then four of them entered. They were obviously male guards, for no woman could've possibly had the bulging muscles that their outlines showed. They wore only loose pants and cloth masks to cover their lower faces.

Two went to each of the girls and in moments both were tied up and gagged in the strong hands. The guards then stood back and the remaining two figures entered. There was no secret about the identity of these two - a burnette and a blond. Deena went to Victoria, an evil grin on her face, while Aileen strutted towards Ella. Both had knives in their hands, blades shining in the dim moonlight scarily.

Deena pressed the flat of the cold blade to the princess's cheek, then slid it down to her neck softly.

"Wouldn't it be a pity if our little," she scoffed, "princess had her pretty face all cut up. An accident while shaving." Deena grinned, caressing Victoria with the blade. "How could our prince love an ugly face?" She pressed the blade slightly harder just below Victoria's cheek and a tiny droplet of blood showed. "If I hear a peep from you or that bitch of yours, you're gonna be sorry you were ever born, got it?" She hissed, then took out the gag.
 
Victoria and Ella were startled as they were man handled and bound. Both tried to scream but were gagged before they could. The blade terrified Victoria. The slight stinging feeling of the small cut made her squint her eyes. She could feel the sexual presence and domiance thick in the air. All she could do now was nod her head and hope to survive this ordeal. Ella had the same thoughts as Victoria. They were vulnerable and hated already.
 
Deena promptly slipped the blade down the cleavage of Victoria's nightgown. A series of long, almost careless strokes and the princess's clothes were ruined, cut fully open from top to bottom.

The blade disappeared then and Deena shamelessly groped the tied woman's body with both hands. She squeezed her tits, cruelly twisted and pinched her nipples until she writhed in pain. Then she moved down below the waistline and rubbed Victoria's pussy.

"Pull your legs up and spread them, bitch." She hissed an order, which Victoria didn't really have time or choice in obeying, as the eunich guards' powerful hands forced her legs into just the position Deena wished.

The queen of the harem then probed Victoria's passages, roughly pushing her well-manicured fingers into her pussy, her ass, and then into both at the same time. She had a firm grip on Victoria this way and squeezed her hand cruelly, showing off her power.

"While you stay here," she hissed, "you'll do everything I say. You're not the princess of anything here. You're a cunt-licking bitch. Got it?"

She took the knife out again and slapped Victoria's breast with the flat of the blade.

"I asked you a question." She hissed in the same tone. "And you're going to answer it. Then you'll tell me how sorry you are for having been rude to your Queen. And then, you'll lick my pussy like a good little bitch." Deena straddled Victoria's chest and lifted her skirt, displaying a cute pussy framed by sexy black fur and topped by a sexy triangle of hair.
 
As her body was manipulated and fondled Victoria made soft grunting noises of dislike. The rough exploration of her body hurt. Yet, her Father and Brother dealt out simular abuse. So, this was nothing she was not already used to. But, to be done by another woman made it seem even worse.

Victoria nodded her head. She could not speak with the gag in her mouth but at least nodded her response. She had just accepted that her body was to be used and abused by yet another person for their own pleasure. She looked at the pussy before her and exhaled. She then turned her head to look at Ella, concerned of how she was faring this ordeal.
 
Deena gave her a small smile, encouraging. She liked how nice and soft this princess became in her hands. Perhaps she would yet be a nice toy rather than a threat.

Victorial looked aside and saw that Ella has been similarly tormented by Aileen. The blond girl was softer, however. She had no animosity towards Ella and merely saw her as a toy her status allowed her to play with. Because Ella didn't resist too much, Aileen had no reason to get angry. She played with the tied girl's body, caressing, squeezing sensually, enjoying it. Then she straddled her chest and made Ella eat her pussy, holding onto Ella's head with both hands and grinding her hips softly against her face.

A light slap returned Victoria's attention to Deena. "Look at me, bitch." She said, then signalled the guards, who took out Victoria's gag. "Time to apologize and suck my pussy." She said.
 
Victoria resigned to accept her new role. She nodded her head, "I apologize. Please let me pleasure you." There were tears in her eyes but all fight had gone. The look in this woman's eyes told Victoria that she meant business. Victoria sighed, "I'll do what you want."
 
"Good, bitch. Now lick it!" Deena whispered, moving her pussy all the way to Victoria's mouth. "And you'd better do a great job, or you'll be sorry you didn't try hard enough." She hissed.

Her hands quickly wrapped in Victoria's hair and gripped tightly as she started to grind her pussy against the submitted princess's lips.

"Mmm, yes! Oh, baby!" She moaned softly. "This cunt isn't half-bad at eating pussy."

"You like it, don't you, slut?" Dee grinned down. "That's what all good princesses do nowadays, lick wet cunts." She teased.

"Now suck my clit, bitch! Harder! Harder! Lick it, you cunt! Yeah! Oh, yesss!"

She rode Victoria's face for a while, then looked at one of the guards.

"Check if she is a virgin." She ordered. The guard quietly answered and went between Victoria's legs. He opened her pussy and reached inside with his big fingers. He didn't find much resistance at all. "She's had her share of dicks in there." He grinned as he started to pump his thick fingers inside of Victoria, stretching her pussy. "Can I fingerfuck her, my Queen?"

"Go ahead." Deena tossed as she gripped Victoria's head again and began pressing her pussy ruthlessly into her face.
 
Vicotria began licking as told. The taste nearly made her gag. She was definitely not enjoying the taste of a woman. Then she was nearly being smoothered by the soaking wet pussy on her face. All she could do was keep licking her and hope the Bitch would be done soon.

Then she felt two fingers get shoved into her asshole cruelly. Someone was fucking her ass with their fingers. She moaned into the pussy grinding away on her face and flinching from the pain in her ass.
 
The guard shoved his fingers into Victoria's ass, while his other hand worked on her pussy. His fingers were no match for a good cock, but still were next to impossible to ignore. He pumped the princess hard and rough in both holes, laughing quietly as he felt her body clamp down on his invading digits. All this while, Deena kept shoving her pussy into her face. She shifted herself a little, changing the position slightly.

"Suck my clit, bitch." She hissed, putting the engorged bud between Victoria's lips and against her tongue. "You'd better make me cum hard and squir all over your face."

The message getting across quite well, Deena let go of Victoria's head, allowing her to move it as she pleased. Her hands focused on her own tits instead, kneading the big orbs of flesh, pulling her thick, horny nipples as she rode the face of the princess.

"That's it, you little whore. Suck it good. Make mommy cum."
 
Victoria hated all of this. This smells, the tastes, the manipulations.... But she licked furiously hoping to get this all over with soon. And thankfully it was. She received a mouthful of cum from the Bitch. Victoria swallowed and gagged as she did. She came very close to throwing up but held it down.

When the Bitch wsa finished the fingers in Victoria's ass and pussy were pulled out. She laid there panting from being so close to being smothered. There were pussy juices all over face. Her hair was all matted too.
 
Deena delayed her orgasm for as long as she could. She loved the humiliation of forcing her pussy into Victoria's face, the power that it made her feel. Eventually, though, she could take it no longer and, pulling the former princess's hair hard and grinding her wet pussy into her face, she exploded, crying out in pleasure.

"Ohh, pretty thing. You're not too bad a pussy eater." She finally complimented Victoria, getting off her with a pleased grin on her face. "You'll make a fine bitch."

Aileen was already done, standing next to them and looking on. Deena turned to her.

"Do you want to do her as well?"

The blond shook her head, looking cheerful still.

"Nah. I've had my fun here."

"All right."

Deena nodded and waved her hand. At that sign people started filing out of the room, starting with Deena herself. A minute later only Victoria and Ella were left, their ties removed and only humiliation, anger and facefuls of female cum on their faces reminding them of the ordeal.
 
Victoria just rolled over onto her side when her abusers finally left. She sighed as a tear fell from one eye. She then started thinking about suicide. Her sole purpose in life seemed to always be someones sexual play thing. Well, she was tired of it and only saw one way out of it.

Ella laid against Victoria as if they were the only two who cared about each other in this world. She wanted comfort and she wanted to give it to Victoria. Ella sniffled behind Victoria clearly distraught over her own situation as well.

Victoria finally whispered, "And he has not even come for us yet. What will he do to us too?" Ella sighed, "I don't know. I want to leave this place."
 
The prince was not as far behind them as everyone figured. He was a good judge of men, even if he was much more interested in battle than he was in administration. It didn't take long to get the right people into the right places and have then take care of all the problems that might arise, to move the occupation ahead, make sure their new subjects lived comfortably and were integrating into the kingdom rather than thinking of a revolt.

Then Prince Vidos rode back home to the palace, where he could drill and train, not to mention enjoy his spoils. He visited the harem fairly early in the morning, having woken up with a great desire in his body after such a long road and an even longer campaign. Few of his concubines were up yet, but one of those who were immediately found herself hugged, kissed, fondled, and pushed down to her knees. His moans as he enjoyed her skillful fellatio were bound to wake up the rest of the harem.
 
Victoria quietly stepped from her room. Her eyes fell on the Prince then the kneeling girl. She saw that the girl was sucking his cock and he of course was enjoying it. She sighed thinking that this was the final proof of the whole purpose of her life. Her eyes glanced up to the Prince. With a tear in her eye she turned and went back into her room. She plopped down with a hevy sigh.

Ella rolled over and looked to her, "What's wrong?" Victoria sighed, "I was born to be a sex slave. No one will ever appreciate me for who I really am. I will never experience love. I just want to be loved not lusted for. I see there is no chance of that with the Prince either. He was just now having his manhood pleasured from the mouth of another slave. It is only a matter of time before he comes to make me perform such actions too." She sniffled the tears back, "I just want to be loved, Ella. I don't need wealth or power. Just love." Ella held her in a comforting hug, "I know. I know."
 
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