Forgotten Memories

Krystal’s POV:


I slowly opened my eyes and felt dizzy. I couldn’t remember what happened after I was captured. My mind was foggy but I slowly remembered. They had drugged me, the bastards. I tried to move but I was laying awkward on something. My arms were painfully tied behind my back. It felt as I was being thrown around. It finally registered to me that they had thrown me over a horses’ saddle. A firm hand pressed against my back, holding me in place.

“We are almost there.” He said to me in a powerful voice. I shivered at the voice alone. I began to wonder, ‘how long was I out for?’ I knew I had been more than a few hours away this time. Sure I had run away in the past but I was too young for much use when I had been brought to the palace. I remember not knowing a thing about where I came from or who I was. They kept asking me about my name and other such information. Each time I didn’t answer, I was hit. They didn’t understand, believing that I was refusing to answer. The true was I couldn’t answer because I didn’t know the answer. I had finally remembered someone calling me Krystal, so that’s what I told them. I was sent to do kitchen work; I couldn’t do much more than that. I know I was around thirteen or fourteen when I first arrived. Even at that young of an age, I already had plans of escape made out. I always thought that if I was able to get away, then I could come across someone who knew me. At least try to learn about my forgotten past. I knew that it had to do with a war, but I couldn’t remember much about it. I don’t even know how I knew that much. It’s still all a mystery.

I had made three major attempts at escape; all three had gotten me far from the palace. There were several small attempts but I had always been caught just before I made it outside. The very first time that I made an escape, I had nearly made it to a nearby village before I was caught. For that escape, I was severally beaten by the overseer. They figured that I could not try to run again, they were wrong. I waited until I got them believing that I would not try again. That was when I made my second escape. I managed to make it further than the first time but it wasn’t far enough. They managed to recapture me. For my punishment, I was reduced down to the status of slave. On top of that I was given an even worse beating by the guards and occasionally by the lord of the palace himself for the first time. By the time I was fifteen, I had made my third attempt. That attempted ended much like the others. I am beginning to believe that “he” knows my every move. That time, I was locked up in the dungeons with little to no food for over a week, possibly longer. I was continually being beaten and tortured. I had at one point thought that I was going to be raped but no one dared to touch me in that way. It only made me more fearful than ever before. When I was finally released, I vowed to myself to find a way to get out and stay out. I had to take my time with the plan. Until recently, I managed to find the perfect opportunity to get away. I have no clue as to what awaits for me with our return, but I know that it can’t be good.

“We’re here.” The man said. My eyes grew wide. How could we be back already? I had to have been almost a week or more away this time. I couldn’t tell how close we actually were, for all I could see was the dirt road. It wasn’t long before I began to hear the sounds of the town as we entered the gates around the town. My face burned of humiliation. Great! I just had to be tied face down on a horse like some type of sack of goods. What’s worse was that the saddle was really starting to hurt. With every jolt the horse made, the saddle dug deeper into my stomach.

We came to a stop outside the palace. I squirmed as I tried to get off and get free. A hard slap to my backside kept me in place. Soon the gates opened and we entered the palace courtyard. As soon as we went through, the gates, we stopped shortly before reaching the main doors. A soldier grabbed me by the hair and pulled me off the horse. My legs were wobbly from the lack of use and from still being numb. They did not care. One grabbed me by my left elbow while another grabbed my right. They proceeded to drag me, unwilling, back into the palace. My arms were sore and numb from being tied behind me for so long. Servants and slaves scrambled to get out of the way. Many had pity in their eyes while some had a look as if I was getting what I deserved. I did not want their pity; I just wanted to be free.

It seemed like ages before we finally made it to the throne room. The doors opened and I was forced inside. Keep in mind that the floor was stone and I had lost my shoes somewhere. The room was just as I knew it to be. It was large and luscious. The throne sat at the end of the long hall on a high pedestal. It looked to sparkle gold but I knew better. After all, I spent a lot of time cleaning that stupid throne. We walked down the aisle toward the throne. I have expected to find “him” sitting there but I was surprised when it was empty. I was forced to kneel facing the doors. My knees hit the cold stone floor. I winced in pain causing the guards to smirk. The General was pacing the hall. I knew that the general and the lord were close friends. He seemed to act a lot like “him”. Apparently he was just as impatient as the lord was.

Finally after what seemed like hours, the doors finally opened up to reveal Lord Bradius himself. One of the guards roughly lowered my head making me stare down at the floor. Of course they wouldn’t let a slave look upon “him” now would they? The general and “he” began to speak. I blocked them out knowing that they were talking about me. That was nothing new there. They are always talking about me.

I was finally pulled out of my thoughts when I heard the one sentence that I would never thought I would hear.

“Take her to my chambers and prepare her.” Lord Bradius said.

“Yes Milord.” One of the guards replied. I was so shocked that the guards had to pull me to my feet and dragged me out the door.

The guards take me down the many halls and up several flights of stairs before we finally arrive to the chambers. Two guards were posted outside the door. Either one paid much attention to us. We walked in and many breathe caught in my throat. The rooms were not as I expected. There was a burning fireplace near the door surrounded by very comfortable looking chairs. A soft red carpet lay before the fire as well. It was the only rug in the whole room. A great four post bed was directly across from the small sitting area. Deep red silk hung as a canopy from the bed. The same color of sheets decorated the bed as well. There was a large wardrobe to the left and right of the room. He must have had too many clothes for just one. Paintings were scattered around the room. A door was located to the right of the room. I wouldn’t tell where it led since the door was closed.

I didn’t have much time to take in the beauty of the room, for I was forced towards a door that stood beside the wardrobe on the left. A young servant girl was standing by the open door. I took one look at her and knew that she would never try to leave just as I had already done. She never spoke as they forced me into the room. My jaw nearly dropped open in surprise. The room I was standing in was a bath. The bathe itself took up much of the room. The guards led me to the side of the huge tub and unbound my hands. Instead of giving me complete freedom, one guard took hold of my wrists in a very strong grip. I watched as the young servant girl closed and locked the door. The key hung on a chain around the young girl’s neck. The guards grinned at one another, making me feel nervous. The girl stood on the other side of the room with her head down. I knew she may not help me. I didn’t know what she was waiting for but I soon found out. The guard who wasn’t holding me stood in front of me. He placed his hands on my hips, right where the top of my remaining skirt hung. He slowly slides the skirt from my hips until it pooled around my ankles. He then used his own legs to spread mine, forcing me to step out of the material. He kicked the skirt somewhere; I didn’t see where it landed. The guard ran his hand up and down the inside of my thighs. I wanted to scream at him to stop but my thoughts stopped short when I felt him find my entrance. He began to tease me there. My eyes widened when I felt him push a finger deep inside me. The bastard still had gloves on. I winced in Pain. That turned out to be a bad mistake. In trying to get away from the intruding finger, it only pushed my backside into the other guards’ groin. I tried to wiggle away from both men. It only made the guard behind me grown painfully hard. I stopped moving when I felt how hard I was making him. Finally, the man removed his finger and reached up to my shirt.

My shirt was held together by strings in the front. He took no time to unlace the strings and push the top down my shoulders exposing my breasts. His eyes held so much lust that it frightened me. He began to play with my breasts. The guard behind me loosened up on my arm but not for long. He slipped one of my arms out of the shirt, then the other one. He held both hands tightly behind my back with one hand. He laid his other hand on my flat stomach and pushed me roughly against him. He began to grind his hips against my backside, as the other guard began to suck and nibble on one nipple then the other. I tried to get away but they held me to close between them. They had succeeded to keep me from move or even voice my pain. The guard behind me stopped moving as he moved his hand down between my legs and did the same thing the other did. Tears began to form in my eyes as I felt his gloved finger enter me. As he moved his finger in and out of me, he began to kiss and lick my neck. My eyes landed on the young girl on the other side of the room. She had finally looked up at us watching everything that took place. My eyes pleaded with her to make them stop but she did nothing. Of course she wouldn’t help, it wasn’t happening to her. Each guard took turns with molesting me. What one guard wasn’t doing, the other was. My legs began to shake as my energy began to become drained. The guards were smirking at one another as they continued their assault. Finally, when it felt like I couldn’t take any more of it, they stopped. Before I knew it, the guard behind me spun me around so that I was facing him. His hand had loosened slightly on my wrists. I didn’t have time to try and get free before the other guard took over in securing me. He grinned and the fear in my eyes. I had never been treated in this way before. No matter what I did to disserve a punishment, they always held back from this kind of assault. I was surprised when he roughly kissed me. My eyes grew wide and I began to panic. In the entire time held ran his hands across my front and began to attack my breasts, I completely forgot about the other guard. That didn’t last long. The guard who was now behind me ran his free hand in circles on my ass before grabbing me. The guards continued their assault on me until a very soft voice spoke up from across the room.

“Master wouldn’t like it if he found his two guards playing with his new toy.” The girl said softly. Well surprise there, she was actually going to say something to help me out after all. Wait a sec; did she just say his new toy? There was no way I was going to be someone’s toy. Lucky for me the guards stopped molesting me.

“She’s right. We can wait until he will allow us to play with her.” One guard said.

“Your right my friend, we can wait.” The other replied.

They both pulled back and away from me. Just as I was trying to figure out just how the hell to get out of the room, both guards stood in front of me. It was pretty stupid if you ask me. I could easily escape. They both grinned before pushing me into the tub behind me. I didn’t realize how close to the edge I was until I felt my back hit the water. I coughed up water when I resurfaced. Before I could wipe the water from my eyes, the guards had pulled me to the side of the tube and held me down. I struggled fearing the worse. That is, until I felt gentle hands that began to wash me. I blinked the water from my eyes and looked up. The young servant had come over and was now washing me off. I blushed knowing I could have washed myself if they would have been letting me. The servant girl was being extremely gentle, probably to make up for the lack of help from her. She finished quickly and hurried to the other side of the room. I watched her as she picked up a new outfit. I didn’t have time to wonder over what it looked like, for the two guards pulled me roughly out of the water. I winced in pain as my back scraped the back of the stone tub. One held me still while the other proceeded to dry me off He wasn’t being gentle but way to rough. My skin felt as if it was going to be rubbed off. I was thankful when he was finished.

The young servant came back over with the new set of clothes. As if what they were forcing me to wear could be considered as clothes. The skirt was way to short and the bra like top looked way to small. I was right on both accounts. The skirt they forced onto me first barely covered anything. It hung dangerously low on my hips and was extremely too tight. I felt as if I could barely breathe. The top did not cover my chest very well. There was nothing left to imagine. I suppose this is how their lord wants me in. I shudder at the thought of what he had in store for me. I knew it would be bad since this is the first time I was ever taken to his chambers. I was pushed roughly to the cold stone floor and the servant girl began to untangle my hair. She was just as gentle as before and was taking her time with my hair. I guess she wanted to prolong my punishment or something. As she finished up she carefully bent down to my ear and whispered the most soothing thing she could think of.

“It will be alright. You’ll see. Just be strong and hang in there.” She whispered to me before the guards roughly pulled her back by her hair and glared at her.

“You were told no talking to her. You know the punishment.” The guard said.

“Yes, Sir.” The girl replied quietly. Tears were threatening to fall from her eyes.

“Good. Now go. You know what we need next.” He said throwing her t the side. She fell hard against the stone floor and let a few tears fall.

I tried to back away, not wanting them to touch me. He smirked at me and went to reach out for me. Something in me took hold and I fought back. I broke his nose before I knew what I did; the other guard was on me, pinning me down on the ground. My hands were trapped between the guard and my back. I struggled to get up as the guard I hit stared at me in complete shock. He glared down at me and bent to my level. His face spoke of pure hatred.

“How dare you hit me?” he said to me. He instructed the guard on top of me to raise me half way off the floor. He did and I screamed in pain. It hurt so bad to feel a heavy weight on top and being pulled up until your upper half was off the floor. The guard in front of me did nothing but look on. He raised his hand back and struck me across my face hard, leaving a red hand print. I was soon dropped back to the ground and my arms released. I brought my hand up and began to rub my face where the guard had dared to hit me. I glared and tried to get up. I wanted to attack him. Something inside me told to fight them off that no one was allowed to hurt me like this. Only one problem, I could not move. The guards smiled at me as I realized that one guard was still above me, holding me down. They soon pulled me up by my hair and stood me back up. One guard held my hands behind my back yet again and dragged me out of the room.

We entered his chambers and I was lead to the bed. I began to panic thinking of all that they would do to me but my fears where unrealized. They pushed me down to the ground at the foot of the bed. I was pushed against the bed post and held there by one of the guards. The other guard disappeared from my eyesight. He returned a few moments later with the young servant. The young girl was carrying a black box. I wasn’t left to wonder what was in it for long. As soon as they approached, the guard opened the box and inside laid four cuffs. Two cuffs were slightly larger than the other two. I struggled to break the hold on me but the guard was just too strong. The other guard had picked up one of the smaller cuffs out of the box and approached us. He held onto one of my wrist and placed the golden cuff on me. Once locked in place I found that the cuff had two small rings, one on either side of the cuff. The guard then proceeded to lock the others around my other wrist and ankles. Once the cuffs were on me, the guard sent the young girl off. She hurried to the other side of the room and placed the box back onto a self in a wardrobe. I watched as she returned with a slightly larger box. I began to panic over what was in the box. When she opened the box, I found my worst fears confirmed.

“I see you know what this means.” The guard standing beside of the servant girl said.

“Answer him!” the other guard said as he grabbed hold of my throat. My breathe caught in my throat as I struggled to breath.

“Y…Y…Yes!” I managed to say. The hold around my throat loosened up some.

He smiled at me as he held up the golden collar. I knew what my fate was to be. The one thing that held every slave’s fear, becoming the master’s pet. I knew when I had first arrived that if I did anything to anger the master that I served so many times; then I would become one of the lowly slaves around the castle. That was something no servant wanted. It meant that there was no regaining your freedom. Any person brought before the lord and master was subject to servant-hood. You are a servant until you paid off any debts that they had. If for any reason you failed to pay, then you were reduced to slave. The lowest level you could become was that of the pet to the master. For me, I was captured and made a servant. It was because of my escape attempts that made me a slave. Now I was to be made his pet just because I wanted freedom.

I felt the guard claps the collar around my neck, bringing me out of my thoughts. He grinned when the other guard let me loose. I blinked in confusion until I tried to get up. Those bastards had not only placed the collar around my neck but they had also chained me to the bed post. I could not go very far before the chain would tighten up and force me back. The guards laugh at my expense. They were actually enjoying this. One of the guards grabbed the back of my hair and forcefully kissed me. The other was busy fondling me. I tried to scream as tears began to form in my eyes, I was panicked as to what these two monsters could do to me. I felt them attach a chain to each of my wrist, leaving me with no way to escape. They soon backed off and headed out the door, laughing and joking as if nothing had happened. The young girl gave me a sad look before following them out the door. I listened as their footsteps faded away. I curled up; bring my knees to my chest. I laid my head down on my knees. For the first time that I could ever remember, I cried. Those bastards were going to pay for this. Just wait and see. No one has ever made me cry before.

I don’t know how long I stayed in that position before I released my knees. My tears and subsided and I was slightly more clam. I registered that fact that the master had yet to enter to room. He probably wanted to prolong the moment and making me more fearful. Who is he kidding, I don’t frighten easily. I stretched out my legs and looked down at the skirt I was forced to wear. I had to admit, even if it was way to short, it was made of a very fine material. The material was soft to the touch. The glisten of gold sparked and I looked to the cuffs at my ankles. I frowned as I thought about how I would escape this. I could not survive if he even thought about the unthinkable.


As I waited for him to appear, I thought back to all the pets the master had come to have since I arrived. There had been around five and none had lasted for longer than a few months before they either died or went mad. When they go mad, the master sells them to one of his high lords. He is really most popular for this. I believe he deliberately trains pets for others and then sells them just to make him seem like a better leader. I don’t want to end up like one of those unfortunates.

His pets are meant for one thing and one thing only, to give him pleasure and sometimes to those of his choosing. How he could force someone to do anything against their will is beyond me. I know that he does not care what gender his pets are, just as long as they perform their duty. I do know that he sometimes uses his pets to release his anger. If that ever happened, then all of the punishments that I have received would pale in comparison. As I pondered over what he would force me to do, I hear footsteps heading for the room. I had discovered that I could track anyone because my hearing had been extremely good. Almost as if I was trained to hunt something or hide without being seen or heard.

The footsteps fell closer and closer. I soon felt panicked as the steps stopped right in front of the door. I wanted the steps to leave, not wanting them to be him. It was confirmed that it was him when the door opened. The master was standing at the door. I pulled back until the bed post was pressing heavy against my back. This was it. I knew that I was in trouble. He just stared at me for some time before smirking. He walked in and closed the door behind him. He slowly pulled the lock in place. He crossed his arms as he approached me. I tried to remain calm but I kept feeling a certain doom or fearful feeling. Once he was in front of me, he bent down until he was eye level.

“Hello my pet.” He said smirking. I didn’t say anything. I refuse to give in to him. I am no one’s pet to be pushed around.

“Ah, not going to talk? I can change that easily. Maybe I’ll just let you stay quiet. It works a lot better when pets don’t talk.” He continued.

“Go to Hell!” I finally said to him.

“That got you to say something.” He was still smirking at me as he reached around me and undid the chain. He pulled me up by my hair and dragged me around to the side of the bed. He pushed me down face down on the soft bed. I stiffened as I felt him raise my skirt up exposing my ass.

“So disobedient, trying to run yet again. What always happens when you run?” he said, his hand was running over my exposed bottom. I didn’t say anything, keeping my mouth shut. He did not like this one bit.

“I asked you a question. Answer me!” he said smacking my ass. I jumped at the sudden hit. When I didn’t answer again, he slapped me harder. I was too shocked to reply. He kept smacking me harder and harder. I felt as if my backside was on fire. I began to struggle which only seemed to fuel him to smack me even harder.

“You always catch me!” I managed to say. He stopped when I answered him.

“Now that wasn’t so hard was it?” he asked from behind me. He smacked me yet again as I didn’t answer fast enough.

“No.” I said through gritted teeth.

“No what?” he replied as he smacked me again and again.

“AAAhh. No Master.” I said sobbing. He backed away long enough to flip me over. My hands came up to whip away the tears, only to be pushed away. I squirmed trying to ease off my sore bottom. He had no mercy as he pulled me further upon the bed. He raised my hands above my head and secured them to the bed post above me. I tried to get them free but I couldn’t He just smirked at me and moved away from the bed. I watched him closely as he just headed to the other side of the room. It was part of the room that I had never noticed. It was a sitting area complete with shelves of books. It was almost a small library. The sitting area was on the right side of the room. A set of double doors were close by. He opened the double doors to reveal a huge study loaded with books and paperwork. It was massive. I couldn’t see very much of the room. He walked in, leaving me very confused. If that was it, he was going really easy on me. I didn’t see him until night had fallen.




My arms were stiff. The bastard had left me chained all night! Sure he slept peacefully, an arm draped over me along with a leg. He was making sure that I hadn’t left yet. He had woken up with the sun, woke me up, then left. He has not even tried anything, not that I’m complaining. My ass is still sore from the spanking. I have a feeling that it’s not going to be so easy tonight. The door slowly opened and I watched a terrified servant walk in. It was the same one who bathed me yesterday. She appeared to limp as she approached the side of the bed, carrying a tray of food. At least I will be getting fed. I looked at the tray and much to my dismay; it was only a piece of bread and an apple. Not much to be considered as a meal. The young girl was terrified of getting caught. She approached me slowly with a sad look in her eyes. Once she reached the bed side, she laid the try down at the foot of the bed. She slowly came up to my side and began to undo the chains. I brought my hands down and rubbed my wrists. My wrists were red and nearly rubbed raw. I sat up still rubbing my wrists, I winced in pain as my ass was still sore and it stung to move against the fabric of the bed. She just continued to give me a sad look as she picked up the chain from the headboard had attacked it to the collar. So even if my hands were free, I still wasn’t. She went to the end of the bed and picked up the tray again. I caught a look at her back as she walked away. There were whip marks covering her upper shoulders. As far as I could tell, it was painful for her to bare. I looked down knowing that she only got whipped for speaking with me yesterday.

“I’m sorry about what happened to you yesterday.” She said softly.

“You got whipped for speaking to me, didn’t you?” I asked her. She stiffened up at my question. I picked up the apple and began to eat.

“Master is throwing a party tonight. You must be ready.” She said taking the tray and leaving. The apple and bread still in my hand, my mind wondered to the times I had heard about the special parties he would throw to show off his new pet. They never ended pleasant for the Masters’ pet. I managed to finish off the food quickly. I sat in shock as I tried to imagine what would happen to me at the party.

I stretched out and sat on the edge of the bed. I was ready to move about. I had been lying around for most of the morning. I tried to stand up but the chain would not give. The more I tried to get up the tighter it seemed to become. I fell back onto the bed frustrated. I couldn’t even get up off the bed. I was trapped there. Within a few minutes that I had tried to get up, the door opened and he walked in. I refuse to call him master or any other name. I just want to kill the bastard for doing this to me. I glare at him with so much hatred that I almost believe he stopped dead in his tracks a little afraid. It didn’t last long before he composed himself and was standing directly in front of me. I sat up still holding onto the glare.

“I see you are being definite today. That will change quickly.” He sneered at me. Before I could figure out what he was talking about, he grabbed me by the back of my hair and undid the chain at my collar. He dropped me to the floor as I landed hard. He cupped my chin and forced me to look up. I could tell in his eyes that he was not going to be as light with me as he was last night. He attached a leash to the front of my collar and wrapped the other end around his hand. I tried to stand up but he kept forcing me down. I was stuck on my hands and knees before him. I could tell by the cold that hit my backside that my skirt was exposing my bottom to all who wanted to see. I wanted to pull my skirt back down but knew that it was made way to short for just this reason. No matter how I bent over, my backside would always be exposed. I was forced to craw behind him as he led me a far dark corner.

He placed a cold chain to the back of my collar as he tied his end of the leash to a small hoop above his head. The position of the hoop caused it to tighten and force me to keep my head up. I would not be able to lower my head for any reason. The very short chain kept me from being able to move or stand up. I tried to watch as left me side and went for something out of a chest that was close by. I couldn’t see what it was but I was not left to wander for long. He ran the end of a whip along my face before bringing it behind me. My breathing picked up as I felt it run along my back then down further before being pulled away from me.

The first blow stung greatly. I was not expecting it. I winced as another strike hit my back. I knew I wasn’t being hit hard enough to draw blood just yet but only time would tell. With every strike, he moved lower until he was down to my exposed bottom. He paused long enough to lift my skirt higher before he continued to whip me. He struck harder over my ass as he continued to move lower. Once he reached the lower part of my legs, he began at the top of my back again only this time striking much harder than before. It seemed like hours before the whipping was finished. By the time he was finished I was in tears and begging him to stop. I couldn’t take the beating anymore, it hurt so bad.

I didn’t notice when the whipping came to an end. He placed the whip back into the chest before returning to me. He bent down in front of my tear streaked face and grinned,


“You will know your place. For now, you are going to stay here until I come for you again.” He said before leaving the room again. The tears began to flow stronger than before. My back felt like it was on fire. I began to wonder if any marks would be left to show the whipping I had just received.


It was hours before he returned for me. The pain in my back had dulled down and my neck was growing stiff. He loosened the leash and tired it around his hand again. My head dropped at the sudden release much to my relief. Next to go was the chain. He pulled me up on shaking legs. He didn’t say anything to me; he just led me from the room. I knew it was night just by looking out the tall windows. It always got me that the castle was placed in front of a huge forest. We finally came upon the double doors that led to the huge ballroom where the party was to be for the night. We walked in and all eyes turned to us. I could see the lust in the men’s eyes as we proceeded in. I glanced around nervously as he pulled on my leash making me walk slightly faster.

‘So this is what my escape attempts led me to. Reduced to a play thing.’ I thought as we walked down the long hall.
Bradius’s POV:


Good. All of my guests were looking at my new pet with interest. I knew they would have been curious to find out where I had gotten my new catch. It was just as I wanted. I wanted them to try to find out where she came from. It would help in the elimination of her kind. I love making the court steaming with jealously. Soon though, my pet will learn her place. She will learn that I can do what I want with her and no one will help her. Her spirit is strong and I have wanted to break it since she was brought to me. The servants had hidden her from me but they made one grave mistake. They had made her into a slave. I was delighted when it was reported to me that she had escaped three times. Now I get to show off my prize.

I stopped at the end of the hall where there were several couches for anyone to rest at. I took the most comfortable one. My pet tried to sit beside of me but I pushed her to the stone floor. I smirked when she let out a surprise yelp. I knew she was hurting from the whipping I gave her but I didn’t care. This was her night to learn who her master was now. She looked at me with hatred and I just smirked. I will enjoy this night humiliating her.

This was going good. She looked bored yet scared at the same time. I talked with some of my generals over the tactics of the war. I noticed my pet look up when I mention a forest found near the borders of my kingdom. She may not remember it but it was where she was first taken hostage. I reached down and began to pet her head. She tries to move away from the touch but I gripped the back of her hair and tugged hard. I felt her wince when I pulled her on up to sit on my lap. I had her facing the crowd around me. I was glade when I had decided to place my set of couches high enough for everyone to get a good view. She was trembling when I reached in front of her and began to unlace her top. My smile grew as I slowly slide her top completely off, exposing her breasts for all to see. Her hands came up to cover as much as she could. Her full and lushes breasts were large. I smirked as I loosened my hold on her hair. I had dropped her top somewhere on the floor. I used my free hand to grab one of her hands and forced it behind her. Letting go of her hair I took hold of her other hand. My general handed me the end of my pet’s leash. I used the end to tie her hands in place behind her back tightly. She tries to get free but she couldn’t. I could tell her face was turning red from being so exposed in front of the entire room. I wasn’t through yet.

I pushed her off my lap until she was standing in front of me. Her back was still to me. I slowly ran my hands down her sides and took hold of the top of her skirt. I slowly began to pull her skirt off of her hips and lower. Soon her skirt was in a pool at her feet. I knew many eyes where upon her, watching with lust in their eyes. I glanced over to my general and smirked. The girl was mine and everyone would know it. I could feel her shiver as I ran my hands across her flat, tight stomach. I left nothing untouched. She wanted to get away from me. I wouldn’t allow it. My hands trailed up to her shoulders and I pushed her down until she was kneeling at my feet. I pushed her legs apart slightly. I had her turned around in the same position until she was facing me. I could see the tears that began to form in her eyes. I was enjoying this way too much. She was a joy to play with. I loved to feel her tremble and shiver from fear. I knew it must feel slightly clod from the hard floor but I didn’t care.

I cupped her chin and made her look me in the eyes. The tears were threatening to fall. I could tell she was embarrassed. I bent low until my mouth was at her ear.

“You are mine.” I whispered to her. I slapped her sore bottom before sitting back up. I watched her wince in pain. I knew everyone could see the marks from her whipping. It wasn’t long before everyone was enjoying themselves as other slave girls joined the men. I grinned down at her as I felt myself become painfully hard. I trapped her between my legs as I undid my pants and pulled out my hard member. She panicked and tried to struggle free. My general saw my predicament and held her in place for me. I forcefully took hold of her hair and forced her mouth to my member. Tears were streaming down her face as I forced her on me.

“Suck.” I commanded her. She tried to pull away but my grip was too strong for her to break. She obeyed as I forced her harder. I heard her as she began to gag but I didn’t care. I was near completion when I felt her bit me hard. I jerked her away as my hard member went limb. I glared down at her as she smirked at me. I would wipe that smirk off her face faster than she could think. I growled at her as I forced her over my knee and positioned her just right. I trapped her legs so she wouldn’t be able to kick me. She struggled to get free as I raised my hand high. I waited until she thought the blow would never come before I laid a heavy blow to her already sore ass. She jumped and screamed in pain as another blow hit her. I noticed my general had sent his young slave boys to retrieve something. I kept raining blow after blow on her now red ass, each strike was harder than the one before. Not a minute had gone by before my generals’ slaves came back carrying a chest between them.

“I always bring something with me to keep my slaves in line.” He said to me when I stopped hitting my pet’s bottom and began to rub it instead. I chuckled as he went over to the chest and pulled out a long wooden paddle. He handed me the paddle before heading back over to his couch and sat down.

I ran the paddle over my pet’s bottom before raising it high above my head. I knew she wasn’t expecting it when I hit her harder than before. She jumped and screamed as loud as she could. Tears were pouring down her face as I continued to paddle her harder with each blow. Most of my guests just grinned as I punished my pet. She began to beg me to stop, that she would never bite me again, and that she would behave. I was not listening. I didn’t want her apologies that she could easily break again and again. I wanted her to know who owned her. She struggled harder and harder to get free as welts began to form on her ass. I finally stopped after the thirtieth blow. I unhooked my legs and pushed her to the floor. She winced in pain as her sore bottom hit the floor. Her arms were still tied behind her as she tried to get up. I slapped her face every time she moved to stand. My general handed me a short chain and helped me chain her to the couch. She would not be getting up anytime soon. I stood up and headed down the small platform followed closely by my general, and mingled in with my guests.

I would glance every once in a while to check on my pet. I became angry when I caught a slave trying to help her. The general noticed my lack of interests and turned to see what had caught my eye. He became furious when he realized it was one of his own. I knew that slave would be severally punished when the night was through. Even though he had his own home, I allowed the general a room for himself when he wished to stay in the castle. He felt our little group and headed over to take care of the problem. I just watched satisfied as my pet was kicked several times for even trying to get loose. I allowed a lot of free rain when it comes to my general.

We had been friends since childhood and even then he had sworn to always protect me even if I didn’t need it. I would allow him to help punish those who became too out of line. He soon joined me when he had his two slaves follow him to where I was standing.

“Problem solved. These two will serve us and not be allowed around her without us with them.” He said. I nodded knowing what awaited the two later that night. It was soon when the guests began to leave by groups. The guests had been mostly of men, having preferred to leave their wives at home. Others did bring their wife and a few had brought their daughters who were of marrying age in hopes of finding a young, powerful husband for her. I did not care who anyone brought. Once I became tired of all the meetings of the ones who remained, I headed up to the platform. I unhooked the chain and handed it back to the general. I pulled my pet up to her feet and led her down the small steps and across the hall. She was still naked as we headed out the doors and proceeded to my chambers.

I had some work that had to be done before I would go to sleep. I did not trust my pet to not try to get out so I led her to my study. The study was big but not as big as my chambers. Shelves lined the walls and a long wooded desk was located directly across from the door. This was so I could watch who entered. There was a fireplace to the right with a couch and few chairs in front. I had a small cage placed between the fireplace and the chairs. I untied my pet’s hands once we reached the sitting area. She tried to fight against me but it only took one smack to her red ass before she stopped. I pushed her to her knees and made her craw into the small cage. There was barely any leg room for her to stretch out. She could barely sit up. I smirked as I locked the cage and headed over to the desk. I wanted to finish the paper work soon.

It had taken me a few hours before all the paperwork was through. I sighed as I stood up to stretch. I glanced over at my pet and smirked. No madder how uncomfortable she must be, she fell right to sleep. I really didn’t want to wake her but there was no way I was going to carry her. I kicked the cage hard, forcing her to wake up. I unlocked the cage and allowed her to craw out. I was beginning to like seeing her craw. I was too tired to try and make her walk on her own so she crawled down the hall to my chambers. We had past a few soldiers on the way and all began to grin and point to her as we past them. I loved showing off my pet.


She began to lag behind. I did not want to wait for her any longer. I stopped walking long enough to allow her to catch up with me. Once she was at my side, she looked up to me. I frowned and grabbed hold of her hair. I pulled her up to her feet and dragged her the rest of the way. It was already beginning to grow late when we had finally arrived to my chambers. The guards opened the doors for me as I approached. I continued to drag her into the room and to the bed. I sat down still holding her in place. I glared at her to allow her to see me anger at her.


“Kneel!” I said to her tugging on her hair harder. Tears sprang into her eyes as she done what she was told. I loosened my hold on her hair. I unlaced my pants letting my member free. I cupped her chain and dragged her forward. Her eyes widened as I brought her closer.

“Suck.” Was all the warning I gave her as I forced myself into her beautiful mouth. Tears leaked down her face as I took her harder. I pushed her away when I felt my climax approach. I pulled her upon the bed flipping her so she was lying on her back. I climbed on top of her and pushed her legs apart. She struggled to get away, realizing what I had planned. I tied her arms to the bed then proceeded to tie up her legs so that she was spread out before me. She tried to get free but the ropes would not budge. They just cut deeper into her skin. I leaned over her and smirked down at her.

“Your mine now. You will learn your place around here.” I told her as I slammed hard into her causing her to cry out in pain. I took her hard and fast, savoring the feel of her. I knew I had torn her but I did not care. She was mine to do with as I pleased. She kept struggling as I continued to pump into her. Let her fight me all she wanted, there was no escape from me. I had planned on lending her out to a few good friends but she wasn’t ready just yet.

I climaxed deep inside of her. I waited until my member softened before pulling out of her. Tears pooled in her eyes as blood ran down her thighs. I glared at her as I watched the blood get all over my beautiful sheets. I couldn’t sleep in that mess.

“Look at wait you did to my sheets.” I yelled at her. I grabbed her by her hair and pulled her roughly off the bed. She winced in pain as I dragged her to a dark corner. I threw her onto a pallet and attached a chain to her collar. I left her bloodied and sobbing for the night. I called forth a slave to change the sheets as I changed for bed. I smirked when I glanced over to my pet. She was finding it very difficult to find a comfortable way to sleep without causing so much pain. I yawned then climbed on into bed and closed my eyes. It wasn’t long before the darkness took me and I fell fast asleep.

The next day, I awoke to find my pet watching me. She winced every time she moved, indicating just how much pain she was in. I smirked as I looked away. The servants came in and filled the tub up. I prepared for my morning bath. I had a busy day ahead of me. First up on my list of things to do was attend a council meeting. As boring as it would be to listen to the council, I had no choice but attend. I never took their word to advice with the exception of the Amazon nation right at our borders. I was pleased about how that turned out. They were trying to reform but without an heir, they’re hopeless. I had my troops to make sure to kill any family the queen had in order to preserve my conquest. With the Amazons scattered and many captured to be sold into slavery would cripple them. I was lucky to get my pet at such a young age. I had made her the first to become a slave. Many followed afterwards but most were older and too set their customs. They were either killed or managed to escape from their owners. The owners were weak; I was not letting my pet escape.


I finished getting ready for the day and glanced over to my pet. She was still watching me closely. I smirked and left the room, leaving instructions for the guards not to let anyone in. The servants weren’t even allowed in the room. My pet was going to go without food for a while. There was a slight bounce in my steps as I headed to the council room. I was required to hold a council meeting every so often or before sending the troops into a battle. Half the time I never listened to what they would tell me. I opened the doors as I approached the council room and walked in. The council members all turned to look at me and bowed showing their respects. I just held my smirk in place and closed the doors behind me.


The meeting had lasted longer than I had hoped. It was already mid-day when the council ended. I headed out to inspect the troops. After my usual rounds, I headed back in to eat lunch. I had decided to take my meal in my chambers. I really wanted to see my pet before I finished all I needed for the day. I walked in and looked her way. She stiffened as I approached her. I placed bindings around her legs so she had no choice but crawl. I unclasped the chain from her collar and allowed her to roam about the room. I sat in front of the fireplace eating my meal, when she approached me slowly. Almost like a wounded puppy who had been hit by its owner. She watched as I placed food in my mouth and ate. She approached closer begging for food. I smirked and tore a piece of bread off and fed it to her. I had her eating out of my hand. I saw in her eyes the embarrassment she was feeling.

She became bolder as she reached up to pick something off the plate. I smacked her hand and pushed her away. She glared at me as her defiance came back. I was just going to have to bet the defiance out of her. I placed the plate down and grabbed hold of her hair. She struggled as I dragged her back to her corner. I chained her up so she was facing the wall. I walked away and headed for a chest. I pulled out a whip. I headed back to her and ran the whip across her back. She shivered at the contact. I raised my hand, bring the whip back. I struck her back hard and fast. She screamed out in pain as I rained blow after blow across her back. I made sure not to hit hard enough to cut her skin. After all I did not want to damage my pet, just make her more obedient.

When the blows ended I left her sobbing still chained up. I put the whip away as a servant came in. The young servant looked over to the corner with sympathy in her eyes. I knew there would be more than one punishment to be handed out soon. I kept a close eye on the servant until she left. There was no trusting of the help if they sympathized with my pet. She was mine to do with, mine to share if I liked. I smirked when I got an idea. I replaced the chain with a leash, and led her out of the room. She was not going to like what I was about to do to her. I led her to the training yard where many of my troops were located. They stopped their practices and grinned when they saw me arrive with my pet. The troops had been restless since there was little to no activity.

“Here boys I brought you a present.” I said to them pushing my pet forward. She trembled and tried to cover herself as best as she could. One of my more seasoned soldiers approached with a smirk. “Enjoy. I’ll be back later, possibly tomorrow depending on my mood. Have fun.” I said as I handed the leash to one of the soldiers close by. I heard them laughing as they all circled around her and closed in on her. This would be a good lesson for her to realize there was no hope for her. I smirked when I heard her scream as I headed back inside.







A/N: Hope you enjoyed the chapter. This chapter had taken me longer than I had hoped it would. I had come across many problems both personal and within the story. Let me know what you think.