FINALLY!

My Slave My Property

SEASON 1: EPISODE 11

Paul Morgan

Rated 18

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Danika was sleeping but she knew the exact moment when she was no longer alone. She'd locked her door, and only one person has the key to open her lock.

Her eyes snapped open and she stared at the door. Lucien stood there, his face as cold and as unreadable as always.

Danika felt something different in that moment. A chill went down her spine. The hatred he has for her is back in his eyes. Not that it ever abated, but still.

"Get up and str*p." He groaned, his voice as always wasn't raised.

Adrenaline filled her body. She sat up and raised her nightclothes above her head with trembling hands. Her flimsy underthings followed right after her nightclothes.

N*k*d, she stated at him, a little scared. He looked more terrifying and formidable than always.

"Lie on the bed and give me your back."

She did as he said, her hands tightening on the cheap bedcover, she closed her eyes.

His body covered hers from behind and she felt him pressing against her from behind. He n*dged her opening with his er**tion.

Before it registered on her that he wasn't planning to prepare her body, he worked the head of his ph**lus into her, and shoved all the way into her.

Danika let out an agonizing wail as the searing pain spread inside her. She grabbed hold of the mattress cover. It hurts badly and the burning sensation was too much for her to handle.

He withdrew from her and plunged into her again, all the way to the hilt. She buried her face on the bed and let out a muffled scream.

His strong hands went to her waists, he lifted her so her middle stopped touching the bed, and he began pounding her earnestly.

He took long deep thr**ts that caused her to let out more m*ffled screams. He was bruising her badly, pain too much, she started struggling against him.

Only, he had more plans for her.

His large hands really held her down, and he covered her completely with his body, caging her.

He snaked his hand in front of her and grabbed hold of her br**sts. He pinned her nipples so hard and didn't let go, as he p*unded inside her with deep rough thrusts.

Danika started trembling with the persistent force of his thrusts, the sound of skin slapping skin heard.

He didn't pull punches tonight and he wasn't trying to restrain himself, Danika realized all of a sudden when he fisted her hair and yanked on it hard.

She yelped, tightening her hands on the bed. He pushed both of his legs in between hers and spread one of his leg forward.....causing her leg to spread more for him.

He pushed her shoulders down on the bed, grabbed hold of her h*ps and thr*st so deep into her, she forgot muffling her screams and let out a high piercing scream.

He was going so d**p inside her, it hurts badly, and the force of his thr*sts were really rough. He kept up the brutal plunges, in long hard deep strokes.

While Danika screamed, she distinctively noticed that he was groaning. He was taking his pleasure from her for the first time, but in a very brutal way.

He let go of a n**ple and snaked his hand down to the nub of her womanh**d, and he slapped her hard down there.

She cried out tearfully, and he slapped her cl*t again as he kept plummeting her body. Danika's thighs shook badly and her screams resonated the whole palace. The sound agonizing, excruciating.

"Please....! Please....!" She sobbed, her whole body shaking under the ruthless possession.

He kept up the relentless thr*sts, angling her again to go more deep. The force of his thr*sts rattled the bed so much, and kept jarring Danika. He grabbed hold of her n**ple, held it in a pinch and pulled so hard.

She writhed on the bed and screamed unrestrained. In the dark of the night, only her screams were heard in the palace.

Danika didn't know how long passed. She didn't know just how long he maintain such brutal strength. Her strength elapsed a long time ago, and she just laid there shaking, too tired to scream, she can only whimper and sob.

Then, he grunted as he finished on top of her. He pulled out from her, and got up severing all contact.

He arranged his clothing, not a single expression on his face. He didn't spare her a glance as he walked out of the room just like he came.

Danika laid huddled there, unable to move her body. Everywhere hurts. Everywhere.

She tightened her eyes closed, whimpering like a wounded thing. Scared of this new world she lives in.

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When Vetta heard her screams from her own room, she couldn't help the smile that spread all over her face.

When she stopped hearing Danika's voice, she got up from the bed in her nightclothes and made her way out of the room, because the king will need her.

She cornered to the path that leads to the king's chambers in time to see the king at the door of his chambers.

"My King---" She was whispering seductively.

He didn't spare her a glance. "Get out, Vetta. I don't need you."

He entered his chambers and she heard the lock turn. Vetta was so shocked, she doesn't know what to say. She stood speechless, trying to assimilate his words.

When she did...,she doesn't know the greater feeling she was having. Anger, that he went all the way with that slave and even found satisfaction from her body. Or fear, that somehow.....somehow....she feels that some things will start changing and they wouldn't be in her favor.

To be continued