Princess Broken

[IsabellaRose]

You're about to say something when he pulls you by the hair, half dragging you toward the throne. You scramble to keep up, feeling like he's about to rip your hair out by the roots, and a scream comes from your throat. You hate yourself for making the sound.

He lifts you by the hair, pushing you forward. He forces you onto the throne on your knees, facing the back of the chair. You struggle to keep your balance as he moves and pulls you by the hair, your ass pressed out toward him, hands scrabbling on the arms of the chair, and when you finally get a moment to gain your balance, he wastes no time. 

Holding you by the hair from behind, his other hand spreads your pussy and he pushes the tip of his fat cock against your opening. He pulls your hair hard and you feel yourself shift back toward him. He's inside you before you can protest, a rough, forceful shove of his hard, hot manhood into your delicate folds. You weren't ready for it, not even a little bit aroused by this man, and your insides are dry. It's beyond uncomfortable; it hurts. Your insides feel like they are being split apart and you cry out, your hands gripping the arms of the throne as he forces your face against the back of the chair.

Working his bulky cock deeper with each thrust, he fucks you, and each time he moves deeper you let out a pained cry. Despite hating every minute of it, your body begins to react. Your pussy lubricates itself, easing the passage of his thick cock inside of you. Soon he's fucking you hard and fast, and there are some sensations of pleasure, but it's mostly pain as he thrusts deep. You try not to make any sound, but tiny whimpers and cries escape your throat despite your efforts. It makes you feel small and weak.

Your first time is being raped by an Edrington knight, and now your body is betraying you. How can it feel good? He's taking you without consent, he's raping you, he's... making you feel things you never felt before. You refuse to acknowledge the pleasure, and are surprised when he suddenly grasps your hips with both hands and thrusts hard into you. You feel his head swell and expand, spasming inside you as a warmth floods your depths. He pushes deep one, two, three times, his cock somehow impossibly expanding wider as he spends himself inside of you. 

You're still in shock at what's happened when he pulls out and shoves you hard against the throne. You collapse in a heap onto the chair. Your body shakes with unasked for arousal and sobs of despair. Rage burns deep in the pit of you despite your helplessness. You feel his seed running out of you and onto the throne. You squeeze your eyes shut tight and try to wish this moment away.

Your mind, overwhelmed by this series of events, scrambles at possibilities. You try to come up with a plan, but the fight is nearly gone from you. You are exhausted, your spirit on the brink of being broken. Your insides feel like they've been ripped apart, and you are still trying to reconcile how something so vile could give you any kind of pleasure at all, much less the strong, unknown feelings of pleasure that were beginning to stir deep inside of you before he spent himself. How can a princess feel like this? How could a princess be aroused by being used like a common whore? Something inside of you must be broken. 

• If you realize that for now you are at his mercy, but plot revenge no matter how long it takes, click here. <link forthcoming>
• If you are filled with fear and terror at your treatment and decide to run now, anything is better than this, click here. <link forthcoming>
• If your spirit is truly broken and you give up, knowing you can neither fight nor escape, becoming what he has tried to make you, click here. <link forthcoming>

Edited 1 hour ago by IsabellaRose