A Prince's Slave

A/N Please Review! This is my first sex scene ever! Please let me know how I've done!!!

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Sophie groaned softly, a piece of her hair was tickling her nose; she moved it out of her face before opening her eyes, she startled sitting bolt upright, her hand flying to her head when she was overcome by light-headedness. She looked around, only seeing thick, white drapes surrounding the canopy bed she was currently on. The lighting was dimmed by the curtains surrounding her and she was slightly grateful that she would have time adjust to the light. She heard the door shut and muffled voices on the outside, someone was inside the room? She pushed the thick, red silk covers off her with a slight reluctance; the bed was just so comfy and warm.

She caught sight of her bare legs and gasped realising somebody had changed her clothes. She lifted herself onto her knees and tried to pull the white, lace lingerie down but the hemline refused to budge from mid-thigh – enough to cover everything but short enough it could easily be pushed out of the way. She lifted it slightly and had to hold in a whimper when saw felt that she had been given no underwear, she lifted the gown to confirm what she already knew and was greeted with the sight of her groomed lady parts, the advantage of been a beauty student was she could be waxed whenever she liked. She pushed the gown down firmly and pulled it down as far as it could go without revelling her breasts.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. She felt no pain down there so she knew she hadn’t been raped, in fact, she felt no pain anywhere in her body, well, except her inner elbow. She looked to see a small, healing scab and bruise which she normally got when she had to have injections.

Panic coursed through her veins; did they inject her with something?  She heard the door open again, but this time three sets of footsteps entered the room, Sophie quickly scooted back on the bed so she was sitting on the pillows, pulling covers to cover her before clutching them tightly in her grasp. Her wide eyes darting around nervously as she waited.

“The test results came back completely clear, no STD’s, no diseases at all, she’s up to date with all injections and is perfectly healthy.” A women’s voice said sounding rather cold but doctor like.  “All I need to do is to check for any signs of previous penetration, if her hymen’s broken I’ll need to do a cervix examination.” She finished. Sophie hoped they weren’t talking about her but a nagging voice in the back of her head told her to stop been stupid, of course it was about her.

Sophie heard the footsteps approach until they stopped at the end of the bed, she clutched the covers tighter as the curtains were pulled back sharply, startling her. The light temporarily blinded her.  She squeezed her eyes shut and tipped her head away from the light, looking back up slowly to allow her eyes to adjust. She saw three figures watching her she gasped in recognition. Damon and Kale Mallace stood in front of her with a woman who wore a white lab coat; Sophie noticed her eyes were fixed on the ground.

Kale looked boyish in jeans and a bright red vest, while Damon looked scary as hell in black jeans and a black dress shirt which was unfastened showing his white vest, and the sleeved rolled up to just below his elbow.

Before she could voice or even acknowledge her recognition, Kale reached down and yanked at the other end of the covers, forcing them off of her. Sophie’s grasp on her only form of protection had slackened from her shock and in response to the covers disappearing she curled into herself, and reaching down to make sure she was properly covered by the flimsy night gown.

“If you co-operate it will be much easier for yourself, if you fight it will hurt you a lot more than it hurts us” Damon told her, his voice deeper than she remembered, she looked in his eyes, unable to hide the fear from her expression. He watched her with a tone of gentleness in his eyes.

Sophie gulped, wondering what she was supposed to do, all her life people had told her how to avoid been kidnapped – avoid walking home alone on dark nights, avoid strange vans etc., but no one ever said what to do if you were actually taken.

She sat frozen, not fighting back but not giving in yet waiting for them to make the first move. Damon shared a look with Kale before he climbed onto the bed and reached out for her, she flinched back and continued to back further into the pillows until she couldn’t move any further back. Damon ignored her moving and advanced on her quickly, grabbed hold of her waist and pulling, so her knees pressed tightly into her chest and her arms were stuck under his.

He pulled her down the bed where Kale took hold on her ankles and straightened her legs out, not bothered by her useless flailing. Damon lay her flat on her back, grabbing both her wrists in one hand and holding them tight on her chest, her head resting on his lap and her nose brushing against his stomach. His other hand held her down firmly by pushing down on her stomach. She wiggled uselessly, feeling Kale move up so he was holding her thighs wide apart. She struggled helplessly, whimpering, with tears streaming down her face.

Her gaze locked onto the underside of Damon’s jaw, his head was watching her bottom half and the female doctor. She jumped when she felt a gloved hand push her nightgown up over her hips, exposing her fully to their view. Sophie sagged against Damon, realising it was no use. She cried softly to herself, her tears soaking Damon’s stomach.

She felt Damon move his hand from her stomach and brush his fingers through her hair softly, trying to offer her some form of comfort. Sophie let out pained scream, arching her back and trying to pull away when she felt the woman roughly shove a finger into her untouched hole, feeling around roughly, pushing further in until a barrier stopped her, which is when the Doctor pulled her finger out. Sophie screamed herself horse, the women used very little lubricant and Sophie could feel her body desperately trying to push the intrusion out.

“I told you to be gentle!” Damon growled at doctor, anger coursing through his veins when she pulled her finger out to reveal a small amount of blood on her finger. Damon hand remained on the back of her head, gently rubbing her scalp and holding her head to her stomach, trying to give her whatever comfort he could.

“I’m sorry my lord. She was too tight, I struggled getting my finger in” She defended.

“Then maybe you should have tried to relax her.” He seethed. Sophie was slightly confused as to why he’d kidnap her just to protect her, she thought back to when she first got taken and realised that not once had any of the men laid a hand on her of tried to harm her.

“I’m sorry my lord, please forgive me” The doctor said once again, Sophie looked up just in time to see through her tears the doctor roll her eyes.

“You will be sorry, not only for hurting my girl but for rolling your eyes at me.” He told her, staring her down. The doctor’s face paled, her eyes dropping at the challenge.

“Her hymen is intact, she’s a virgin” The doctor told them, her voice shaking slightly.

Sophie just kept crying uselessly, the more she thought about her situation, the less hope she had of been saved. It seemed that as soon as those first tears fell the damn had broken. She felt her legs been released and curled them up into her body in some small hope of protecting herself.

“I’ll deal with her brother, you take care of your girl” Kale told him, feeling the small amount of pity for the girl and hoping she adjusts quickly to her new life, he liked the girl when they first met and he hated seeing her cry.

Damon nodded; watching Kale shut the curtain at the end of the bed then hearing them walk out the room. He gathered Sophie into his arms and held her in his lap, leaning against the headboard; one hand was wrapped tightly around her waist holding her to him while the other held the back of her neck, keeping her face pressed to his chest – only occasionally moving to pet her hair softly; just because she was his slave did not mean he didn’t care about her, he intended to be with her for a very long time after all.

He heard her cry settle into small sniffles and pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket and placed it into her small hands. He watched her clean herself up, wiping her eyes and cheeks, blowing her before attempting to dap at his t-shirt to try and clean up the wet spot. Damon smiled softly down at her, reaching out to remove the handkerchief from her delicate hands. He threw it to the side carelessly, knowing the maid staff would clean it away before cupping her chin and tilting her head back, waiting for her big, watery blue eyes to connect with his.

“It’ll be okay” He soothed, “I’ll explain it all to you sweetheart, just take a deep breath for me” He softly ordered, watching as she inhaled shakily before breathing out and repeating the process.

Sophie was lost in his gaze, for some reason since she first met his she knew she would never be able to say no to him. There was just something about his dominating personality that made her want to please him, she guessed it had something to do with the fact everyone who knew her use to joke about her been so shy, timid and submissive that she would probably fall for someone who was the complete opposite.

“Why me?” Sophie whimpered, it was one thing that she couldn’t shake from her mind, she just didn’t understand why they targeted her out of everyone in the class, and there were girls who were so much more beautiful that she was.

“I choose you, your innocence just called to me, you were so perfect from the moment I laid eyes on you I knew I had to have you” Damon explained, deliberately keeping his voice soft. “Even when we left and I was kept searching and looking at the other girls, my mind just kept going back to you, comparing them to you. That’s when I knew nobody would be able to compete with you in my mind.”

Sophie felt shocked, in some twisted way that was probably the nicest thing anyone had ever said to her.

“Why did you kidnap me? If you had come back and stayed a while so I could get to know you I would have gone anywhere with you willingly” She said. It was true, Sophie was completely smitten with him from when she first met him, if he had of comeback she knew she would have bent over backwards to please him as long as he was committed to her.

“I didn’t want to wait” He said simply. “I just had to have you as soon as I could”

“What do you expect from me, there must have been a reason you were out looking at all the girls, what were you trying pick them for?” She asked, she knew the answer to this would seal her fate.

“I was out looking for my permanent slave, the one who I would keep with me and grow old with, the one who would give me children, whenever I decide to have them. I choose you to be my slave, I’ll train you to be exactly how I want you to be, children won’t be happening for a while yet however. You will live to please me and in return I will care for you, maybe grow to love you. I will ensure you have anything you want, never go without. You will be my Queen if I desire” He explained, keeping his eyes on hers.

Sophie felt like she had just been punched in the gut – out of everything she expected and anticipated this hadn’t even crossed her mind.

“Tessa….?” She didn’t know how to phrase the question, how do you ask if someone’s a slave?

“Tessa is my father’s slave” Damon answered.

“How come she isn’t Queen?”

“My mother my fathers, permanent slave, he named her as his Queen, unfortunately she died a few months after Kales birth due to an infection that the doctor’s caught too late. My father went into mourning for a few years before deciding to take a new slave, he wasn’t too bothered by the details he just wanted a companion. Tessa was chosen as a quick option, she’ll never be Queen she’s just a bed warmer for my father.” Sophie got the feeling Damon didn’t like Tessa too much.

“What do you mean by permanent slave?” Sophie asked, trying to absorb as much information on the situation as she could.

“While we’re growing up we’ll play with temp slaves, usually it’s to find out what we like and don’t like, and when we get older we choose someone who we’ll keep, sort of like marriage. When we commit to out permanent slave we’re with them until death, we don’t commit until after a trial period of a month.”



“And if i don’t commit?”

“The slave is usually given to the guard as a toy, sold to the slave house or killed, depending on why the commitment wasn’t made.”

Sophie went silent; she didn’t like the sound of that at all.

“Don’t worry babe, if you listen to what I tell you and don’t fight me you’ll be fine.” Damon soothed her. Sophie frowned inwardly, should she submit, and live her life with the man who kidnapped her, who said he’d take care of her or take the chance to try and run and risk been killed or used.

Sophie nodded to Damon, deciding she’d see how things played out, she had never been a fighter, she had never done well in arguments and she didn’t know what to do, so she decided stick to her comfort zone and play along until she could figure things out.

“Good girl” He soothed. “My men told me you behaved very well for them, they didn’t need the calming drugs on you” he stated, Sophie looked up at him unsurely.

“If you behave well, you will be rewarded. If you misbehave, depending on the severity of your actions you will be punished.” Damon told her firmly.

“I’m glad I get to start our relationship out on a positive note. I will be slightly more lenient with you at the start however as time progresses I will expect you to behave accordingly. For starters, you will address me as master or sir unless I tell you otherwise. Understand?” He asked.

“Yes…sir?” She said, it came out more as a question but she was slightly baffled at the speed of everything happening.

“Good girl, see you’re learning already” He smiled down at her, her heart fluttered in her chest at the sight and she tried to squash the feeling. “Time for your reward I think, I want to see what makes you tick”

Before she could register his words, he twisted her around so her back was against his chest, she allowed him to move her, he pushed his legs between and bent his knees, hooking her legs over his and making it impossible for her to close her legs he reached a hand down and pulled the gown up, over her hips to pool at her waist.

“Tell me darling, have you ever played with your pussy before?” Damon asked her,

“A little bit” Sophie responded shyly.

“What did you do? Show me how you pleasure yourself” Damon ordered huskily. Pushing a button on a remote he pulled out of his pocket. The footboard opened up and a mirror lifted up out of the opening. Sophie gasped; she could see her most intimate parts spread wide open for both her and Damon’s eyes. Sophie locked eyes with Damon through the mirror, Sophie bit her lip unsurely, her brow furrowing. Damon smiled softly to her, leaning down to kiss at her neck, she’d never been kissed before and she never knew her neck could be sensitive. She moaned softly when he hit that spot behind her ear that made pleasure shoot straight down her body. Damon encouraged her move her hands, watching as she touched her stomach with her fingertips unsurely.

“I don’t think I do it right” She confessed quietly, she only ever copied what she saw in the few porn videos she watched and she avoided penetration all together. Damon smiled at the tone of innocence in her voice.

“Why’s that?” He asked curious, how can you not masturbate right?

“When it starts feel good something feels weird it my stomach and I get really sensitive so I stop” She told him seriously. It took everything in him not to laugh out loud, she stopped before she could orgasm, oh he would defiantly have fun with her, he knew she was sheltered but this just took the cake.

“Keep going, I’ll make sure it feels real good” Damon told her slyly, his voice sent shivers down her spine.

Sophie moved her hand down to play with her clit, she rubbed it softly in small circles just like she did on those few occasions she played with herself. Damon watched her intently through the mirror, watching as she ignored her entrance and focused on her pleasure button. She slowly sped up until she felt the warmth that flowed through her body, and like usual when her breathing got heavy and her clit got sensitive she pulled away before she could stop herself.

She had admitted her problem to a friend before who told her I was natural if you weren’t use to it and that until you knew what you were doing and how to stop involuntary muscle spasms through pleasure she might find it hard to bring yourself to orgasm.

Damon’s hand quickly replaced hers, pushing and stimulating her clit with his rough fingers, Sophie gasped at the feeling, she was sensitive and it was all new to her. She tried to push his hand out the way but his strength was greater than hers. The feeling in her stomach grew as his skilled fingers played with her clit. She threw her head back onto his shoulder and moaned loudly, giving in to the feeling he was drawing from her.

“Just let go baby, you want to cum hmm? Just relax and let me make you feel good sweetheart, that’s your reward you get to cum” He growled hotly in her ear, his lips attacking her neck. Sophie lost control of herself, her hips were humping his hand, her mouth had fell open and her breath was coming in pants.

Damon smirked, watching her come apart at the seams, he strummed his fingers quickly across her clit, he waited until just before she orgasm to push a finger into her welcoming hole.

Sophie screamed as she felt the intrusion, unlike earlier, this time it felt good, really good. Her vision blacked as she felt her juices stream from her virgin hole.

Damon helped her ride through her orgasm, his jeans becoming painful against his cock as he watched her. He pulled his hand free, waiting until she tiredly opened her eyes to encourage her to taste herself, gently slipping his coated finger into her mouth while all she could do was suck tiredly, and tasting herself. When his finger was cleaned he turned her head and captured her lips with his, tasting her cum on her tongue, Damon groaned, she tasted sweet, he wanted to bury his face in her pussy and not come out until she was dry.

Damon held her softly, waiting for her to steady her breathing before he moved her, helping guide her to her knee’s on the floor next to the bed.

“Time for your first lesson” Damon said, Sophie watching his with wide eyes. “You’re going to learn how to suck my cock” He smirked.

Sophie bit her lip, watching as he sat on the edge of the bed so she was sat between his legs. He reached down for her hands, and placed them on his jean clad thigh. A noticeable bulge was in front of her face and Sophie felt slightly intimidated by the size of the bulge.

“Unfasten my trousers” He ordered, watching as he hands struggled with the button on his jeans, before pulling it free and slipping the zipper down.

“Pull my cock out” Sophie hands reached into his boxers and pulled them down far enough she could grip his cock and pull it free. Sophie thought it was rather weird, it was hard but it felt so soft. When it bounced free, Sophie gasped at the size, it was at least 8inches, thick with a weeping end. There were veins running up the cock and Sophie looked up at Damon.

“Suck it” He ordered, reaching his hand out to place it on the back of her head, the other supported his weight as he leant back on his arm.

Sophie licked the tip and was rather surprised by the taste; it was salty and bitter but not as bad as she thought. She had seen some porn so she had a basic idea of what to do. She slid the tip into her mouth and sucked gently, like it was a lollypop. She used a finger to trace his balls, feeling the heavy sacs. Encouraged by Damon’s groans, Sophie slid her head further down his stiff rod. She ignored his hand tightening in her hair and focused on sucking gently.

“Harder, suck it harder” He grunted, completing his sentence with a small thrust of his hips, pushing his cock further into her mouth. Sophie complied, hollowing her cheeks for better suction and bobbing her head back and forth, taking over half his cock in her mouth.

Damon groaned, her mouth felt so good, it was obvious she was inexperienced but he loved every second of her hot mouth on his dick.

He felt himself losing control and stood up quickly, startling her “Keep sucking” He ordered roughly, gripping her hair tighter as he used his grip to thrust into her mouth. He forced her to accept all of his cock, ignoring her gagging as his cock prodded the back of her throat, it just felt too good. He felt her throat open up and took the opportunity to shove his cock past the hard pallet of her mouth and to the softness of her throat.

Sophie gripped his thigh tightly, trying desperately to relax her throat muscles as his hard cock forced his way in. She gagged a few times, managing to relax enough to stop herself from gagging. Tears streamed her face from the intrusion as she concentration on sucking.

“I’m going cum, swallow it!” He ordered, his voice strained as his release approached.

She felt the head swell as he came with a sharp yell, Sophie felt the thick cum slide down her throat and focused on swallowing it. She kept swallowing, feeling the cock been pulled out of her throat as he sat the head on her tongue. She kept sucking softy until her pulled it out. She felt disgusted with herself when she felt her wetness slide onto her thigh; she couldn’t believe she was getting turned on by this. Damon looked down on her as he slipped himself back into his pants. Her face was wet with tears and spit and Damon couldn’t help but think of how she’d look covered in his cum.

“Good girl, I think this is going to be fun for the both of us” He smirked.