A Prince's Slave

 

The first thing Sophie became aware of was that she was lying, curled up on her right side with a warm, strong arm wrapped around her. Damon was pushed up against her back and held her tightly. Sophie held her breath for a moment to hear Damon’s breathing, relaxing when she realised he was still asleep. She looked around slightly, the curtains were still drawn around the bed but this time there was no light seeping through.

She took the moment to reflect on what was happening. As reluctant as she was to admit it, she really enjoyed what had happened the night before. She felt so comfortable wrapped in Damon’s arms. But wasn’t it all wrong? Shouldn’t she be fighting him? Shouldn’t she hate him? Maybe it was the fact that when they first met he made her feel so special. Or maybe it was the fact she wanted some excitement in her life, someone to take control from her and make her realise she was special.

Sophie sighed – she seemed to be doing that a lot lately, Damon had sounded so genuine when he said he’d take care of her, should she just surrender herself to him? Should she let him dominate her in a way she’d only read about once when she got a curious and researched it. Or should she fight back and risk this turning bad faster than she could blink? If she kept fighting and he got bored she could risk been turned into nothing more than a hot wet hole for the guard to use.

The choice seemed obvious, but could she submit to the man who arranged to kidnap her, she had been serious; if he had come back and asked her to leave with him she would have in a heartbeat. He made her feel like she was the most beautiful, amazing girl in the world. She’d never felt like that before.

Plus, maybe if she submits to him he’d allow her see her family, or at least let her know they’re okay. Sophie mentally laughed, she already knew she’d submit to him, the only part of her that seemed to have a problem with it was her mind, and although she was pretty sure it was only because people had told her that you’re supposed to hate the people who kidnap you.

Sophie closed her eyes and took a deep breath in, deciding she’d do it, she’d submit to him, just for the hope that she could see if her family was okay and maybe even get to see them in person again.  She knew it wouldn’t be hard to submit to him, everything about him just screamed dominant.

She mentally shook her head back to reality. Damon was still sleeping, his face buried in her hair. She pulled away from him slightly, ignoring his grunt of disapproval. She rolled carefully so she was facing him, and studied his face. He looked younger, his face was relaxed and his lips looked fuller. Sophie could still feel the kiss on her lips from earlier. She rested her head down on the pillow next to his head and rested her hands on his chest. She felt him pull her closer and buried her face between his neck and the pillow. She felt him move slightly so his face was buried in her neck. Sophie could practically taste the intimacy in the air and lost herself in the lovers embrace.

Before Sophie knew it she was fast asleep.



The next time she woke up, she felt rough fingers tracing her face, gently rubbing her lip and exploring their way over her face, neck and wherever else he could reach without disturbing her. She felt his hand run down her left arm, gently pulling it free before reaching her hand, where he studied her fingers and compared her delicate hand size’s to his large, rough one. He dropped her hand so it was hooked over his waist. His hand tilted her face up so he could get a better look at her face, his large palm cupping the right side of her face.

She groaned softly when she felt him brush his lips against hers. She felt his chest rumble with laugher as she wrinkled her nose when he kissed it. She peeked an eye open and was instantly met with dark brown. She shut her eye again before opening them both and locking eyes with him.

“Good Morning” Damon smiled, lifting his head to rest on his palm while he was supported by his elbow. She was shifted onto her back slightly and looked up at him. “Did you sleep well?”

Sophie nodded; Damon clicked his tongue and shook his head.



“I expect you to answer me with words when I ask you something”

“Yes sir” Sophie responded, watching as a bright smile lit up his face.

“Good girl, you remembered” He crooned. Sophie smiled bashfully, looking down. Damon tilted her face up slightly and pressed his lips to hers. The kiss was sweet and slow as Damon took his time, his tongue traced the seam of her mouth and she hesitantly parted her lips to allow his entrance, Damon took his time, memorising and exploring every corner of her mouth.



Sophie moaned, letting him lead her in the kiss. Sophie hesitantly brought her hand up and allowed her fingertips to brush his jaw, unsure of if she was allowed to touch him. Damon grabbed her hand and held it more firmly to his face, allowing her to touch him. She moved her hand round and gently ran her fingers through the hair on the nape of his neck.

One of Damon’s hands wrapped in her hair to hold her face to his, while the other roamed her body, his hand grasped her hip and used it to help him roll on top of her. He pulled away and looked down on her.

“You’re so beautiful” Damon breathed, Sophie wasn’t sure how, considering her hair was a mess and the nightgown she wore was crumpled. She furrowed her brow in disagreement.

“Are you disagreeing with me?” Damon asked playfully. “Only naughty girls disagree with me and they get punished”

“No sir” Sophie responded, her eyes wide “Sir, what kind of punishments do you mean?” Sophie asked, tilting her head slightly. Damon had reached down the side of the bed, and grabbed two bottles of water that had been placed there while he slept, he studied them for a moment before handing her one, she sipped it slowly, watching as he drank his, he wet his lips before answering.

“Spanking, whipping, caning, it can be a number of things depending on what you did wrong.” Damon explained. Sophie gulped. That sounded painful. She’d never had anything like that done before, her parents had only ever told her off when she misbehaved- she was a very good child growing up so little punishment was actually needed. She wished she had been spanked now, at least she’d know what to expect. Then an idea hit her, but she wasn’t sure if Damon would go for it. Sophie bit her lip and looked at him unsurely.

Damon raised an eyebrow at her. “Something on your mind pet?” Sophie found the ‘pet name’ oddly endearing.

“I’ve never had any of that done before” She whispered shyly, cursing herself in her head. She had intended for her voice to be stronger but it was apparent her body and soul had already submitted and was waiting on her back spread eagle. Her mind was the only one that resisted slightly, although she did enjoy what he did last night.

“And…?” Damon asked deeply, his eyes narrowed slightly as he tried to figure out where she was going with this point.

“Will you spank me master?” She might as well test the name on her tongue if she was expected use it, at his shocked look she desperately tried to explain what she was asking “I mean, I’ve never experienced it before and I know it would be pointless to try and ask you not to do it, there’s no way I’d be able to stop you myself but I want know what I’m getting myself in for if I submit willingly, not that I have a choice about that either, If I don’t submit willingly you’ll just force me but it would be nicer if I did it willingly, but my point is, I want to know what it’s like, you know? When you’re happy with me and not angry, so I know what to expect”

She gasped slightly at the end of her ramble, she’d forgotten to breath as she was attempting to get all her thoughts out there. She peeked up at Damon and saw her was looking at her with pure amusement on his face.

“You want me to spank you?” He asked laughter in his voice. “It was hard to decipher through the babble but I think I get the point” he chuckled. Sophie knew her face was beetroot at the moment. “But you should know that spanking for pleasure is different than spanking for punishment, you won’t feel that until you are been punished. But I will spank you for pleasure. I like to think I’m a fair master, and for how inexperienced you are I’m willing to let you experience some things on your terms. And you’re right; it’s more fun if you are willing”

Damon rolled from on top of her; Sophie noticed he was just in a pair of boxers. He sat himself up and pulled her to kneel so she was side by side with the headboard, just down the bed slightly.

“I’m going to fasten your legs down to the bed, if you’re not use to spanking you might try to kick your legs to move, and then you would be punished” He told her light-heartedly, moving behind her and reaching down the side of the bed and pulling up two leather cuffs from the side of the bed. The cuffs were covered in metal hooks and clips. He tapped one ankle and looked at her; she bit her lip and dropped her hands to the bed to support her weight before lifting her ankle in front of him.

“Good girl” He commented, quickly hooking the leather cuff around her ankle and fastening it securely. He did the same to the other ankle and clipped the metal chains to them, reaching down to the side of the bed. Sophie looked back and wondered how they were meant to hold her down, the chains seemed quite loose and she shook her ankles experimentally and heard the chain rattle. All of a sudden she heard a click and mechanical whirling as the chains tightened. Her legs were pulled straight and she dropped onto the bed on her stomach.

He reached down and grabbed her wrist, attaching a leather cuff that matched her ankle ones. He did the same to the other wrist before speaking.

“That’s better” Damon smirked, patting her bottom lovingly as her adjusted them so he was against the headboard and she was lying across his lap. Her legs were pulled straight and slightly apart and her bottom was pushed in the air due to his legs under her hips.

 “These cuffs stay on unless I take them off. If you remove any them, you will be punished severely. They are a training tool. Understand?” He asked his voice stern.

“Yes Master, I understand” She spoke softly, studying the cuffs on her wrists. He pushed on the back of her head so pressed her forehead on the bed, feeling him move the hair off her neck as a smooth leather collar was fastened securely. He smoother her hair back down and reached down to pull her nightgown up. Despite knowing he saw her last night, Sophie still blushed deeply.

Damon rubbed her bum with his hand, warming it slightly. Sophie sighed, it felt good. Before she could register however, a sharp crack echoed through the room and a quick pain shot through her bum. Sophie jumped, reaching her hands back automatically to cover the assaulted area. Damon anticipated this, and grabbed both cuffs, clipping them together on the small of her back.

Damon raised his hand and brought it back down again and again. Sophie wriggled uselessly, whimpering and crying out with each crack.

“When you are been punished, it will be much harder and I will not sooth the area between hits.” Damon’s voice was calm and casual, like he wasn’t tanning her behind. The skin burned with a fiery red at the brutal treatment.

“Stay still” Damon warned, adjusting the slaps so they hit her exposed womanhood, changing his tactic so after each slap to her pussy, he’d drag his hand down and over her clit, forcing her to associate the pain of spanking with pleasure. Her breathing hitched as pleasure shot up her spine from the strokes on her clit; she could feel him spreading her wetness around her womanhood.

Sophie moaned loudly when a finger casually dipped inside her tight heat, she could feel the pressure building in her stomach.

“Please sir, please” She whimpered loudly, her back arching at the pleasure as she begged, unsure as to what she was begging for him to stop due to the pain of her behind, or to push her over the edge and allow the pressure building up inside her to explode.

“Patience, my love” Damon said simply. Using his other hand to spread her pussy open as he stopped spanking her and worked on stretching out her virgin hole. He started with one finger, before forcing another in, earning him a particular loud, and high pitched moan.

Damon worked her hard, stopping his actions whenever he felt she was on the edge of orgasm, before stopping completely. Sophie whimpered, desperately trying to find any kind of friction on her burning sex, she was desperate for release.

“Please, don’t stop!” She nearly cried.

“Shush darling, you’ll get your release, however I’d much prefer to feel you cum around my cock, not my fingers” He soothed, stroking her bum gently as he moved behind her. “Will you allow me to fuck you?” Damon asked, untying her legs and unclipping her arms, he didn’t want her to feel forced into it, he helped her roll onto her back, spreading her legs enough so he could slip between them.

Sophie hesitated, her senses coming back to her slightly, she opened her mouth to reply before her senses returned fully.

“Yes, please Sir, please be gentle” Sophie whimpered, she wanted it more than anything, but the thought of actually doing it still scared her.

“I will my darling; I will try to make it as painless as possible” Damon soother, leaning down over her body, placing a gentle kiss on her cheek, nose and neck as he placed the tip of his member at her tiny opening. He capture her lips with his, slowly slipping inside her. She moaned, feeling herself been stretched, she whimpered slightly as he moved further into her, before finally crying out in pain as he tore through her innocence. Damon kept kissing her, swallowing the sounds, he pulled away to kiss her neck while reaching down a hand to manipulate her pleasure button.



Eventually the pain melted away into pleasure, Sophie threw her head back moaning loudly. Damon started to move faster, slamming into her tight body. Sophie felt the pleasure building as withered underneath him. Her orgasm was unexpected as she screamed her release, Damon slammed his lips onto hers, completely dominating her mouth and body as he manipulated her body in ways she’d never imagined. Damon came with a growl, slamming into her through his release.

Damon lowered himself onto her, resting his forehead on hers as he kissed her. Sophie felt dizzy, her head was swimming, that was the most amazing thing she’d ever experienced.

She sighed contently; she couldn't wait to find out what else he had planned for her!