The Sacrifices for Peace
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
9,685
Reviews:
40
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.
Chapter 9
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Throb…. Throb…. Throb….
Branwen’s head ached painfully; she was drifting on the edge of consciousness, clawing her way to the surface. She slowly opened her eyes, at first her vision was blurred and spots danced across her vision. She went to put her hands to her head and found herself shackled to the wall.
As the room came into focus, she could see it was very old, a store room of some sorts judging by the crates that surrounded her. There was the smell of mould and some thing else some thing more familiar but her mind was too dazed to grasp it. Her mouth ached from the gag that had been put there when she had been out cold. She looked around, the best she could, her feet were bound and her dress torn.
“Ah Princess…” came a soft voice yet mocking but it was not the man who had kidnapped her, she understood both men were in it together. “You’ve had half the Kingdom out looking for you”
She located the figure with her eyes and glared angrily, her eyes shone with anger and defiance. He put a hand on her leg and she kicked out violently.
“No need to be like that Princess. Why can’t you just play nice? Now I’m going to remove your gag and you’re going to be nice and quiet.”
He removed the gag, his hands scratched and cut from what she assumed was bushes, he must have been part of the search party. She spat at him.
“Now that was not lady like”
“Abuse and kidnap is hardly the acts of a gentleman.” She replied. Smack! He back handed her right across the face “While you are in my care you will call me Master.”
“I’d sooner die” she snarled. He grabbed her legs and pulled them hard so that her wrists jarred painfully in their restrains. He turned her on to her front and cut away her dress and under garments leaving her naked.
“You will call me ‘Master’” He snarled.
“Like hell I will” She replied though her body trembled with fear as she thought of what he would possibly do to her. He forced the gag into her mouth and left her there before returning and standing above her.
There was a soft wshh noise followed by a loud ‘Crack’ followed by a sharp pain and burning sensation on her bottom. In the corner of her eye she saw the horse whip. Then she understood what she could smell. Horses.
She had been belted before, by her father but before now she could have focussed on some thing else but her head hurt too much to allow her that. ‘Master’ manoeuvred her over a crate, tying her struggling legs into place. He did all up her back and down her legs before admiring his handy work
He ran a hand over his skin admiring the marks he had left on her body. He stood behind her and ran a finger over her clit.
“Just so your aware, I was going to make sure you’d enjoy this, now I’m going to go out of my way to make sure you wont.” She felt him lining up his cock with her entrance and held her breath.
“Sir. They are asking for you”
“Shit” He snarled. “This isn’t over you Stupid Galphorian whore!”
Only when she heard the door shut did she allow herself to sob. She was left there for what felt like several hours but in reality was less than half an hour, until some one entered the room. She trembled in fear as she heard some one moving around and the clanking of un-known objects but ice blue eyes met hers.
“Oh Winny.” Gordon untied her legs, but left her wrists bound, and wrapped a blanket around her. He helped her sit up. “you know if you weren’t so damned strong and such a fighter this would never had happened.”
She looked up at him in horror at the words. He left her before returning with a tray of food. He removed the gag.
“Don’t speak, just eat” he told her. “Just do what he says and I’ll try and get you out alive”
“Jared will find me” she said. “And you all will pay”
“Look at yourself Branwen, you have more stripes than a tiger. If you obey, he’ll break you and you’ll be worthless to Jared. Besides Jared doesn’t love you. He doesn’t want you or care about you. You’re just a whore to him.”
“and you are nothing but a dead man to me” she snarled spitting at Gordon. Gordon straightened up and glared at Branwen and in that moment Branwen felt fear and regret over her actions.
No longer were his eyes unreadable, pure anger and malice lay there. He ripped the blanket from her and eyed her naked form.
“You'll be sorry for that.”
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Throb…. Throb…. Throb….
Branwen’s head ached painfully; she was drifting on the edge of consciousness, clawing her way to the surface. She slowly opened her eyes, at first her vision was blurred and spots danced across her vision. She went to put her hands to her head and found herself shackled to the wall.
As the room came into focus, she could see it was very old, a store room of some sorts judging by the crates that surrounded her. There was the smell of mould and some thing else some thing more familiar but her mind was too dazed to grasp it. Her mouth ached from the gag that had been put there when she had been out cold. She looked around, the best she could, her feet were bound and her dress torn.
“Ah Princess…” came a soft voice yet mocking but it was not the man who had kidnapped her, she understood both men were in it together. “You’ve had half the Kingdom out looking for you”
She located the figure with her eyes and glared angrily, her eyes shone with anger and defiance. He put a hand on her leg and she kicked out violently.
“No need to be like that Princess. Why can’t you just play nice? Now I’m going to remove your gag and you’re going to be nice and quiet.”
He removed the gag, his hands scratched and cut from what she assumed was bushes, he must have been part of the search party. She spat at him.
“Now that was not lady like”
“Abuse and kidnap is hardly the acts of a gentleman.” She replied. Smack! He back handed her right across the face “While you are in my care you will call me Master.”
“I’d sooner die” she snarled. He grabbed her legs and pulled them hard so that her wrists jarred painfully in their restrains. He turned her on to her front and cut away her dress and under garments leaving her naked.
“You will call me ‘Master’” He snarled.
“Like hell I will” She replied though her body trembled with fear as she thought of what he would possibly do to her. He forced the gag into her mouth and left her there before returning and standing above her.
There was a soft wshh noise followed by a loud ‘Crack’ followed by a sharp pain and burning sensation on her bottom. In the corner of her eye she saw the horse whip. Then she understood what she could smell. Horses.
She had been belted before, by her father but before now she could have focussed on some thing else but her head hurt too much to allow her that. ‘Master’ manoeuvred her over a crate, tying her struggling legs into place. He did all up her back and down her legs before admiring his handy work
He ran a hand over his skin admiring the marks he had left on her body. He stood behind her and ran a finger over her clit.
“Just so your aware, I was going to make sure you’d enjoy this, now I’m going to go out of my way to make sure you wont.” She felt him lining up his cock with her entrance and held her breath.
“Sir. They are asking for you”
“Shit” He snarled. “This isn’t over you Stupid Galphorian whore!”
Only when she heard the door shut did she allow herself to sob. She was left there for what felt like several hours but in reality was less than half an hour, until some one entered the room. She trembled in fear as she heard some one moving around and the clanking of un-known objects but ice blue eyes met hers.
“Oh Winny.” Gordon untied her legs, but left her wrists bound, and wrapped a blanket around her. He helped her sit up. “you know if you weren’t so damned strong and such a fighter this would never had happened.”
She looked up at him in horror at the words. He left her before returning with a tray of food. He removed the gag.
“Don’t speak, just eat” he told her. “Just do what he says and I’ll try and get you out alive”
“Jared will find me” she said. “And you all will pay”
“Look at yourself Branwen, you have more stripes than a tiger. If you obey, he’ll break you and you’ll be worthless to Jared. Besides Jared doesn’t love you. He doesn’t want you or care about you. You’re just a whore to him.”
“and you are nothing but a dead man to me” she snarled spitting at Gordon. Gordon straightened up and glared at Branwen and in that moment Branwen felt fear and regret over her actions.
No longer were his eyes unreadable, pure anger and malice lay there. He ripped the blanket from her and eyed her naked form.
“You'll be sorry for that.”