I stand and pull on the loose end of the rope. “Let’s go somewhere special.”
She crawls next to me as I walk, already being such a good and obedient little whore. I knew it was her from the moment I first saw her in the village. The remembrance hit me so hard Icould barely breathe. Her beauty is unlike any other. But it’s her eyes that give her away.
I admire the curve of her ass, the sway of her hips as she slinks across the floor like a tiger. She doesn’t complain about her bruised knees, punished by the cold, hard ground. But her breath is heavy and erratic. Her tears continue to stream down her face, but she doesn’t make a sound.
I guide her down the spiral staircase, three floors beneath the surface. My erection grows with every step.I have waited so long for this. I let her take her time, crawling down, careful not to rush her. I would hate for her to fall and damage that exquisite face.
By the time we reach the bottom, my need to consume twists in my gut. I’m tempted to fuck her against the castle wall. I hold tight to the rope, white-knuckling it as I talk myself down. I don’t want to rush this. I need to savor it.
I lead her down the hall. It’s dark except for the torches that line the walls. “Almost there. You’re doing so well. Are you ready to pledge your devotion to us? To me?”
She whimpers but keeps her head down, fixating on the stone floor. “You ask as if I have a choice.”
I stop in front of a large wooden door and slide the thick steel bar back that covers it. “Oh, but you do have a choice. If you give us your loyalty, your devotion, it will be much more enjoyable for you. I’m going to take your pleasure either way.”
Her eyes widen as I push the door open. “Oh gods…”
I can’t help but smirk as I watch how her gaze flits around the room. The way her throat bobs as she takes note of the bed in the middle of the room. The chains that hang from its frame. The vein in her neck pulses as she spots the whips and paddles that line the walls—some of them smooth and flat, others studded and spiked.
I pull her up to her feet, embracing her as all the blood rushes back into her legs. “Welcome to the dungeon, little doe.”
“This can’t be happening,” she murmurs.
I slide behind her and caress her belly. “Do you like to play games? If you behave, we can have so much fun.”
“Please… this is vile,” she protests, even as she clenches her thighs together.
Our little pet has a dark side she wants to explore. “Stop fighting what you truly want.”
“You’re mad. This is madness,” she huffs out.
I squeeze her hips, digging my fingers into her supple flesh. “Don’t make any sudden movements. If I catch even the faintest scent of betrayal… if I think you are going to attempt to run away, I will not be able to stop myself from the Wild Hunt. From killing you.”
A gurgled cry leaves her throat. “I-I won’t,” she stammers.
Such a good pet. I stroke her hair before removing the rope from her neck. “Come lie with me.” I hold her wrist, pulling her with me toward the bed. She scrambles onto the black furs and curls into a ball.
I remove my pants and stand before her naked. The sight of her shivering sends a burn of adrenaline through my icy veins. My balls tighten. And when her gaze flits to my engorged cock, when she sees the steel bars that decorate my shaft, I know in my bones that she’s a feral little beast.
“Lie back and put your arms over your head,” I command.
She uncurls herself slowly, her limbs shaking. I slide onto the bed and lean over her. I secure each of her wrists in the shackles that dangle from the iron frame. Then I do the same to her ankles. Now she is spread-eagled before me, whimpering and glistening like a cat in heat.
“How long has it been since you’ve… copulated?” she asks, breathless.
I chuckle. “Such a pious girl. Do you mean how long has it been since I’ve fucked a tight virgin hole? A very long time. So long that I pity you for being the first to feel my wrath.”
She tilts her chin, flexing her jaw as she grits her teeth. “Will it hurt?”
I slide my palms over her breasts until I feel her nipples pebble. “In every way imaginable, but you will cum so hard for me. I promise.”
I nestle myself between her thighs. Her pussy is slick and delicate. I knead my thumbs against her folds, my cock throbbing as she trembles for me. The flush in her cheeks deepens and spreads to her chest.
“Relax, little doe. I haven’t even started yet.” I press the tip of the blade into her creamy thigh, nicking her flesh.
She winces, her chest heaving as the blood trickles down her leg. I lick the trail up and roll my stained tongue over her clit. “You taste like the old gods.”
“Have mercy on my soul,” she whispers.
