Prized Possession

Warning: The content of this chapter might be triggering for some people. Do not proceed if you are sensitive to the topic (non-consensual attempts). You have been warned.

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The heavy crown on my head painfully dig into my hair, that for sure will yank some of my strands once I remove it. I can feel my neck throbbing because of the weight of this pure gold accessories. I can't breathe properly as the iron-jewelled belt digs into my rib and painfully squeeze my sides because of my kneeling position. The heaviness of the multiple layers of our traditional clothes starts to weighted my shoulders, my once straighten pose has now slumped as I quietly sit here, unmoving. The red veil faintly blocks my vision, but it doesn't matter since I'm not planning to look up and see him.

I can hear the sound of his footsteps, pacing side to side in front of the bed I'm sitting on. His heaving sometimes accompanies the thumping sounds of his shoes. Then his repeated movement stop with a last heave finally leaving his thin lips. I can see the tip of his robes on my peripheral vision. The striking red colour of his robe matched mine, indicating that we are indeed a couple.

The garment moves closer, meaning he has chosen to shorten our gap. I automatically shift backwards, trying to widen the gap between us. Suddenly, a wide palm grabs my upper arm, making me jolt in surprise. I slowly shift my eyes, my head keeps on moving upwards and reach to the blurry redden face of his, staring at me behind the veil.

His other hand moves towards me and finally lift the thin fabric off my face, clearing my vision to look at his adonis feature. I can see his crown glisten as he moves his head, tilting at one side to look at my face. His onyx orbs reflect the multiple small fires that lit on the dozens of candles surrounding us.

He starts to help remove the heavy crown on my head, tossing the beautiful jewel on the wooden floor as if the costly thing is nothing of value. He does the same for his, letting the heavy clinking sound echoes in the dim bedroom.

He then slowly kneel in front of me as his hand moves to my waist, undoing the iron belt that holds my heavy garments. Once the band is finally off my body, I can feel the multiple layers of my clothes shifting. The outer layer opened up as the inner one still neatly closed because of the obi. Yet I know that long fabric will be useless to protect me from him.

I can feel his wide and cold hands run from my neck to the outer part of my shoulder, swiftly lid off the multiple layers of my clothes, leaving me with only a thin layer of my inner garment.

Tears start to leak out from my eyes as my throat begins to have lumps inside, making it difficult for me to even breathe properly. I let out soft and multiple short sobs as his hand starts to caress my neck. His hand goes inside my last layer, roaming his digits on my skin. He finally yanks open the garment, revealing my naked shoulder. I turn my head to the side as I tightly close my eyes. The sob is now more audible as fear starts to seep into me.

Then he let out a shushing sound on my ear, making me whimper in fright. I can feel his body comes closer as he rests one of his knees on my side. His strong arm wraps around my waist and yanks me closer to him, colliding my lanky figure to his stocky ones. His thin lips ghostly touch my cheek as he mutters, "The royal subject never disappoints me as always. Such a beautiful gift."

He slowly intertwines his long fingers to my long black locks and gently pulls them, making my head tilt upwards, revealing my throat to him. He starts to kiss my exposed skin, trailing from my neck to my chest. He pulls me closer, making me arch my back as his lips still linger on my chest. He starts to inhale as his kisses are now replaced by sucking and biting, reddening my skin with his act.

My hands are finally able to move as my slender fingers dig into his shoulders. I can see my own digits tremble in fear as I softly try to push him away, afraid he will be violent to me if I'm too rough.

He groans and tosses me to the bed, making me yelp in surprise. I don't have time to think of an escape as one of his strong hands' pins both my wrists on top of my head. His wide palm successfully hold both of my thin wrists in place, restraining my movement.

He positions himself between my inner leg, purposefully caging me so I can't move or shift. His other hand untie the obi that holds my last defence, making me squirm as my last effort to fight him. But is all futile once the sash is undone, finally loosened the opening of my clothes. His hand moves to remove the garment, revealing my thin figure to him.

I can see his pupil dilating as he tilts his head once again, running his onyx orbs on my naked body. I shiver due to his intense stare and let out a whimper as I try to squirm once again, desperately trying to displease the pair with my movement. But it seems the effect goes the other way as his thin lips are curving up, "Beautiful movement. You must be good at dancing."

He leans down towards me as his silky strands of long hair slid from his shoulder. The dark locks start to tickle my skin, making me squirm more for realizing how close he is now to me. My heart starts to feel tighter as I close my eyes and turns away, afraid of the man in front of me, "No, please. Don't." I plea to him, desperately trying to ask for his mercy.

He then let out a chuckle as he forcefully turns my head to look at him. My eyes flutter open, gazing to the dark pool of his onyx ones. Lust swirling on his orbs as the adonis features of him reflect the warm light. His hand starts to stroke my exposed skin, starting from my chest to the lower part of my stomach, dangerously near my cock.

I let out sobs mixes with whimpers once he starts to touch the tip of it. I start to once again squirm to no avail, entertaining him more as he chuckles for my futile attempt.

He then yanks my jaw forward as he muffles my sobs with his mouth. His teeth nibble my lower lip as I struggle to be free from this iron grip. He forces my mouth opens and his tongue slid into my mouth. His tender limb press mine, enforce my tongue to dance with his. He then pulls away from the kiss and his eyes look satisfied at my swollen lips. He looks at me as his eyes are now twinkle in delight as well as an eerie smile on his adonis's face.

He once again closes the gap between his lips and my exposed chest, abusing the surface as his other hand painfully dig on my hip, forcing me to stay still. I can feel my wrists begins to throb as his lips keep on continuing to leave more marks on my skin. He finally lifts up his face and shows me once again his sinister smile.

"Starting now, you are only meant to sit beautifully beside me in the morning and pleasure me in the night. Dance for the sake of my entertainment and sing for the purpose of my lullaby. Be the temptress you are to me and use this voice of yours," he holds my throat and starts to caress it with his thumb, "To let out erotic sounds for me to enjoy."

"This is the life of my most beautiful prized possession. You are meant for me to enjoy until the last breath is out of your alluring body." He grins and hold my jaw in place, "And don't worry. I am not easily bored with my belongings. So rest assured, you will be mine for a long, long, long time."

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