The chosen one
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Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
7,957
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
No more Little Miss Virgin
Chapter 2
“What happened?” Jessie stuttered. She had remembered Jack and Peter. “What about Lisa is she ok?”
“Your friend is fine I left her at a hospital, your drink was spiked she should be coming round the same time as you.” Now he was next to her ear.
“You spiked our drink? But why take me?” Her mind racing, how long had she been out of it? Had she been raped?
The man almost sensed these questions. Lightly he stroked her hair in an attempt to comfort her, she simply shuddered. “I did not spike your drink, and your have been unconscious about five hours. You are, however, still pure. For you a chosen one and you can only be taken by our King or one of his Princes.”
“Pure? Who are you? Are you some weird psycho who gets off talking all old world? Just let me out of these bindings let me go home and we’ll forget all about it.” She tried to make her voice calm and confident but she wobbled, her body tensed she knew she would be raped then killed. All this happened in darkness she did not know where she was, she tried to still her breathing to listen for clues as to where this nutter was taking her.
“We are nearly there precious chosen one. I will be well rewarded by my King for saving your virtue for royal claiming.” The man had a broad grin on his face; even though she could not see it, Jessie could hear the glee in his thin and whiny voice. “Oh dear sweet, innocent child you will soon understand just how special you are.”
“I am not a child, will you please tell me what the fuck is happening and where the fuck you are taking me.” Jessie felt an anger rise in her, from where she could not decide.
“No!” A panic had risen in the man. “You cannot talk in such filthy modern western ways chosen one. You are pure and special and you will understand soon. I promise my King or one on his fine sons will explain everything.”
***
“Father you wanted to see me?” Prince Tamin was now close to his 25th Birthday. The room he had just entered was opulent; gold adorned the walls the ceiling was painted like the nights sky. This was much like the rest of the palace. Over the top, rich colours adorned most surfaces, but it also had a serene beauty.
“It is time my Son for you to become the man that will one day be King. We have found the woman you have been dreaming of, your chosen one.” The excitement in King Anwar’s voice was matched by the smile on his face. “Just remember she is not of our world and does not understand what feeds our soul. Be gentle to start or you will lose her. Take time to explain the workings of our community, you must help her dismiss her preconceptions, brought by a different lifestyle.”
“I understand.” The younger of the two men looked to the older, “are you sure that this is the one? My special one?”
“Son, she comes from a background much like your wonderful mother, She is special and you found her. She is yours, and one day she will be your queen.” The love shone in his eyes. Even now after everything, his son was still modest and caring. He would make a fine leader of this land.
A small boy rushed into the room, “They are here!”
“Go, she is yours. You must bring her into these walls.” The King pushed the Prince out of the room. “Do not hesitate, she needs you as much as you need her.” He laughed as the young man ran excitedly from the room.
***
Jessie’s journey had taken her on different modes of transport that much she could tell through her blindfold. Now, new arms carried her, these arms were lean and muscular and there was no nasty smell of body odour, just a light woody scent. The smell enveloped her whole being, she had been deprived of her sight for many hours so her other senses started to make up for her loss. Who was this man and why was she so aroused by his touch and his smell.
She was lowered gently onto a soft surface. Then smooth hands removed her blindfold, she blinked trying to accustom her eyes to the surroundings the room was softly lit by candlelight shadows bouncing off the walls.
The voice of this mysterious man was soothing and gentle she was not afraid, “I am Prince Tamin. My precious chosen one.” The hands now moved to releasing hands and feet. “There is a bath drawn for you in the bathing room over there, I have taken the liberty of choosing you an outfit.” She was now unbound, and would have been able to put up a fight she did not want to. Her only action was to quietly accept this man’s instruction.
The bathing room was beautiful and the bath was so huge that had Jessie wished to have a swim she could. Quickly grubby clothes were discarded. She stepped down into the sumptuous marble tub the delicious woody smell hit her nostrils; the warm water cleansed the dirt and the aches away. She could have stayed there forever but suddenly it hit her, she remembered where she had seen the mystery man before. He was the man pounding into her in her dreams.
Her pupils dilated and she had a warm feeling in her groin, she had finished cleaning herself quickly and took little time to dry herself. She stared at the outfit this Prince had chosen for her, but decided that clothing would only impede. She had no idea why, but she wanted him inside of her right here, right now.
She walked naked out of the bathing room the Prince was on the large bed propped up on his elbows. He smiled when he saw Jessie, speaking through a sigh. “You are just as I saw in my dreams. Come lay beside me.”
Jessie followed instructions, her pussy was now wet with anticipation, her nipples erect. Her breathing had become shallow and lust had overcome her being. “Master take me.” She whispered hoarsely, Jessie did not know why she had suddenly become submissive. This was not her normal way; she was a tough boss, as one of her colleagues said she had more balls than any of the men there.
Tamin could feel his cock growing. He pulled those delicious looking lips into a deep kiss his tongue exploring this beautiful mouth. All the while Jessie could feel a pressure building, she had never felt this way before. She had no control over her actions or feelings, like an animal, this was instinct.
The Prince moved his hand from her neck to her tits and slowly circled his finger around the hard nipple, the flesh was so soft and the generous breast so inviting his hand cupped it and gently squeezed. This gained an appreciative moan; the Prince took this as an invitation and moved to the other breast this time his grip firmer and the moan was louder and longer.
His hand slid lower, Jessie’s breath hitched in anticipation and she gasped as his finger slipped into her.
“You are ready for me my precious one.” Tamin smiled and released himself from his tunic. His hand now back to her slick cunt, this time he pushed in two fingers slowly moving back and forth.
“Mmmm.” Jessie bucked into his hand, she was ready for him and his erection was straining for release.
“This will hurt a little sweet one” Jessie dutifully opened her legs wide while Tamin moved his hard cock to her opening. Slowly he entered her, stretching her. “Mmmm so tight.” He was losing himself in his lust; he could not stop himself. He thrust himself fully into her.
“Aaagh.” A scream left Jessie’s mouth, realising what he had done Tamin moved in with a kiss.
“I am sorry my sweet.” He slowed his pace waiting for a signal that Jessie was comfortable.
“Please Master, I want it harder.” Lust had replaced the pain in Jessie’s eyes.
“As you wish precious one.” The next thrust was forceful and was met with a movement from Jessie’s hips. Again, he was lost in lust pushing harder, grunting, he was so close, the pressure building. He had noticed his lover’s breathing hitch and he could feel her reaching orgasm.
Jessie screamed “Tamin” when she hit her peak, which was all it took to take the Prince over the edge. He had never experienced anything like it before and let out a bunch of words that he was told you never utter in mixed company. In so many ways, his community was old fashioned and yet they had such a free attitude to sex. He would have to let Jessie know all about this but he simply whispered comforting words in her ear as he removed his cock from her. Jessie fell into a deep sleep.
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A/N This is my first attempt at smut so any suggestions are greatfully received.
“What happened?” Jessie stuttered. She had remembered Jack and Peter. “What about Lisa is she ok?”
“Your friend is fine I left her at a hospital, your drink was spiked she should be coming round the same time as you.” Now he was next to her ear.
“You spiked our drink? But why take me?” Her mind racing, how long had she been out of it? Had she been raped?
The man almost sensed these questions. Lightly he stroked her hair in an attempt to comfort her, she simply shuddered. “I did not spike your drink, and your have been unconscious about five hours. You are, however, still pure. For you a chosen one and you can only be taken by our King or one of his Princes.”
“Pure? Who are you? Are you some weird psycho who gets off talking all old world? Just let me out of these bindings let me go home and we’ll forget all about it.” She tried to make her voice calm and confident but she wobbled, her body tensed she knew she would be raped then killed. All this happened in darkness she did not know where she was, she tried to still her breathing to listen for clues as to where this nutter was taking her.
“We are nearly there precious chosen one. I will be well rewarded by my King for saving your virtue for royal claiming.” The man had a broad grin on his face; even though she could not see it, Jessie could hear the glee in his thin and whiny voice. “Oh dear sweet, innocent child you will soon understand just how special you are.”
“I am not a child, will you please tell me what the fuck is happening and where the fuck you are taking me.” Jessie felt an anger rise in her, from where she could not decide.
“No!” A panic had risen in the man. “You cannot talk in such filthy modern western ways chosen one. You are pure and special and you will understand soon. I promise my King or one on his fine sons will explain everything.”
***
“Father you wanted to see me?” Prince Tamin was now close to his 25th Birthday. The room he had just entered was opulent; gold adorned the walls the ceiling was painted like the nights sky. This was much like the rest of the palace. Over the top, rich colours adorned most surfaces, but it also had a serene beauty.
“It is time my Son for you to become the man that will one day be King. We have found the woman you have been dreaming of, your chosen one.” The excitement in King Anwar’s voice was matched by the smile on his face. “Just remember she is not of our world and does not understand what feeds our soul. Be gentle to start or you will lose her. Take time to explain the workings of our community, you must help her dismiss her preconceptions, brought by a different lifestyle.”
“I understand.” The younger of the two men looked to the older, “are you sure that this is the one? My special one?”
“Son, she comes from a background much like your wonderful mother, She is special and you found her. She is yours, and one day she will be your queen.” The love shone in his eyes. Even now after everything, his son was still modest and caring. He would make a fine leader of this land.
A small boy rushed into the room, “They are here!”
“Go, she is yours. You must bring her into these walls.” The King pushed the Prince out of the room. “Do not hesitate, she needs you as much as you need her.” He laughed as the young man ran excitedly from the room.
***
Jessie’s journey had taken her on different modes of transport that much she could tell through her blindfold. Now, new arms carried her, these arms were lean and muscular and there was no nasty smell of body odour, just a light woody scent. The smell enveloped her whole being, she had been deprived of her sight for many hours so her other senses started to make up for her loss. Who was this man and why was she so aroused by his touch and his smell.
She was lowered gently onto a soft surface. Then smooth hands removed her blindfold, she blinked trying to accustom her eyes to the surroundings the room was softly lit by candlelight shadows bouncing off the walls.
The voice of this mysterious man was soothing and gentle she was not afraid, “I am Prince Tamin. My precious chosen one.” The hands now moved to releasing hands and feet. “There is a bath drawn for you in the bathing room over there, I have taken the liberty of choosing you an outfit.” She was now unbound, and would have been able to put up a fight she did not want to. Her only action was to quietly accept this man’s instruction.
The bathing room was beautiful and the bath was so huge that had Jessie wished to have a swim she could. Quickly grubby clothes were discarded. She stepped down into the sumptuous marble tub the delicious woody smell hit her nostrils; the warm water cleansed the dirt and the aches away. She could have stayed there forever but suddenly it hit her, she remembered where she had seen the mystery man before. He was the man pounding into her in her dreams.
Her pupils dilated and she had a warm feeling in her groin, she had finished cleaning herself quickly and took little time to dry herself. She stared at the outfit this Prince had chosen for her, but decided that clothing would only impede. She had no idea why, but she wanted him inside of her right here, right now.
She walked naked out of the bathing room the Prince was on the large bed propped up on his elbows. He smiled when he saw Jessie, speaking through a sigh. “You are just as I saw in my dreams. Come lay beside me.”
Jessie followed instructions, her pussy was now wet with anticipation, her nipples erect. Her breathing had become shallow and lust had overcome her being. “Master take me.” She whispered hoarsely, Jessie did not know why she had suddenly become submissive. This was not her normal way; she was a tough boss, as one of her colleagues said she had more balls than any of the men there.
Tamin could feel his cock growing. He pulled those delicious looking lips into a deep kiss his tongue exploring this beautiful mouth. All the while Jessie could feel a pressure building, she had never felt this way before. She had no control over her actions or feelings, like an animal, this was instinct.
The Prince moved his hand from her neck to her tits and slowly circled his finger around the hard nipple, the flesh was so soft and the generous breast so inviting his hand cupped it and gently squeezed. This gained an appreciative moan; the Prince took this as an invitation and moved to the other breast this time his grip firmer and the moan was louder and longer.
His hand slid lower, Jessie’s breath hitched in anticipation and she gasped as his finger slipped into her.
“You are ready for me my precious one.” Tamin smiled and released himself from his tunic. His hand now back to her slick cunt, this time he pushed in two fingers slowly moving back and forth.
“Mmmm.” Jessie bucked into his hand, she was ready for him and his erection was straining for release.
“This will hurt a little sweet one” Jessie dutifully opened her legs wide while Tamin moved his hard cock to her opening. Slowly he entered her, stretching her. “Mmmm so tight.” He was losing himself in his lust; he could not stop himself. He thrust himself fully into her.
“Aaagh.” A scream left Jessie’s mouth, realising what he had done Tamin moved in with a kiss.
“I am sorry my sweet.” He slowed his pace waiting for a signal that Jessie was comfortable.
“Please Master, I want it harder.” Lust had replaced the pain in Jessie’s eyes.
“As you wish precious one.” The next thrust was forceful and was met with a movement from Jessie’s hips. Again, he was lost in lust pushing harder, grunting, he was so close, the pressure building. He had noticed his lover’s breathing hitch and he could feel her reaching orgasm.
Jessie screamed “Tamin” when she hit her peak, which was all it took to take the Prince over the edge. He had never experienced anything like it before and let out a bunch of words that he was told you never utter in mixed company. In so many ways, his community was old fashioned and yet they had such a free attitude to sex. He would have to let Jessie know all about this but he simply whispered comforting words in her ear as he removed his cock from her. Jessie fell into a deep sleep.
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A/N This is my first attempt at smut so any suggestions are greatfully received.