Sin

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“You are my new pet.”

The world was spinning. Everything was wrong. The last thing Bianca remembered was going to sleep in her bed. But she now found herself lying on a cold stone floor staring up into a pair of cold dark eyes. What kind of nightmare was this?

“You look confused, sweetheart.”

Bianca brushed a strand of hair from her eyes and noticed that her wrist had metal around it. Her eyes widened as she looked at the attached chain that went straight into the floor. Then she noticed that her clothing was different. She was wearing a silk garment that barely covered her. It was the most beautiful shade of teal that she had ever seen as well, but the shock of the beauty wore off quickly.

“Where am I?” Bianca noticed that her mouth was dry and her voice was hoarse.

“My kingdom, Bianca. I know this is going to be difficult for you to understand, but please try. I am a bored ruler who needed some new form of entertainment. My sorcerer discovered a wormhole or something along those lines that connected me with your world. Now I am not a sorcerer so I’m not exactly sure of the details. But I do know that you are now mine and without me you will never see your home again.”

Bianca shook her head. This was a nightmare. She needed to wake up right now. Closing her eyes tightly she wished herself awake. Unfortunately when she opened her eyes she was still in the cell. And the man standing before her seemed amused.

“My dear, you will return home only when I decide you may return home. And my sorcerer has returned to his home so you are stuck here until his return anyways. So I suggest you get comfortable. If you do as I say your stay will be much more enjoyable. I will have one of my servants come and retrieve you.”

The man left then and the room was plunged into darkness. Bianca tried to get the metal off her wrist, but it refused to budge. Panic swelled within her as she tried to make out any form, but the darkness was too thick and she could not make out a single shape.

For what seemed like hours Bianca sat in the cell until finally someone opened the door. A tall dark handsome man stood outside it. His azure eyes stared intensely at her as he moved into the cell. His dark hair fell into his eyes as he kneeled down beside her and unlocked her wrist. Bianca’s hand moved to her wrist on instinct and massaged the soar flesh.

“I’m supposed to explain a few things to you.”

“Who are you?”

“Roak.”

“That’s a strange name.”

“My mother liked it.”

Bianca was lifted to her feet and she toppled over into his arms. Her legs seemed unstable, as if she had not used them in months. Roak only seemed amused until she wriggled in his grasp and a sudden heat formed between them. Bianca became acutely aware of the nearness of his strong firm body, how his hands were pressed against the small of her back, and that his lips were beyond kissable.

Roak cleared his throat and moved a step back, but kept his hands on her body. Bianca vaguely recalled that almost all of her was exposed through the sheer cloth that barely covered her body. But that was not the most important thing on her mind. Kissing was on her mind and it seemed to be on Roak’s as well.

“I need to explain the rules to you.” Roak took another step back and the fiery passion between them seemed to fade, but only a bit.

“Okay?” Bianca crossed her arms over her chest.

“You are now the property of King Krieg.”

“I am no one’s property!” Bianca said hotly.

“You will submit yourself to him, when and where ever he wishes.” Roak continued on, ignoring her.

“I refuse!”

“You will not touch another man. The man will be put to death and you will be tortured.”

“That seems fair.” Bianca muttered.

“You are never to leave the palace grounds unless King Krieg permits it.”

“So even if I have a small amount of freedom I am still a prisoner.”

“You will always walk with your guard…that’s me.” Roak seemed to be staring a little bit south of Bianca’s face and she noticed his cheeks darken a bit.

“So you’re a guard?” Bianca asked.

“Yes.”

“What does that entail?”

“I protect you. And I protect King Krieg.”

“Sounds exciting,” Bianca yawned.

“I have no choice.”

“Oh, really? So are you a prisoner as well?”

“In a way,” Roak replied evasively. He seemed on edge and Bianca’s interest peaked.

“Do you like your king?”

“He is my king.” Another vague reply.

“Yes I know that. But do you like him?”

“I am to take you to your quarters.” Roak clicked his heels together as he moved quickly out of her way. Bianca arched a thin eyebrow at him as she walked past. He closed the door to her cell and moved directly behind her.

“Would it be better if you lead? I don’t know where I’m going.”

“You may be tempted to escape if I did that. And I advise you to never try that. There is no where’s you could go that he will not find you. If you ever want to return home I suggest you stay here.”

“Well that makes sense. If I want to leave I must stay. How ironic,” Bianca said with a small smile. Roak gave her a smile in return. He was handsome when he smiled. “Does your king do this a lot?”

“Do what?”

“Kidnap girl’s from another world?”

“Well, no. He usually kidnaps women from our world. They are slightly more compliant, knowing things better here. They were raised on it. But apparently he has grown bored of that and has found an alternative. You will be the second he has gotten from your world.”

“The second?”

“Yes. The first girl was here for three years. He grew tired of her and he sent her home.”

“How do you know he sent her home? He might have just killed her.”

“No, you do not understand our world. Our king is not like that. If you keep your word he will keep his. Besides, it is more in the sorcerer’s hands. And it is a big spectacle when he did so.”

“Didn’t her family wonder where she had been for three years?”

“No, the sorcerer has a way of sending her back the moment she was taken.”

“How can you know all this? He has only done it once before.”

“No, he has only done it once before with your world. There is more than one and it has been going on for many kings. So you have naught to fear, my lady. If you obey our king he will send you home…eventually.”

Bianca had not really paid attention to all the twists and turns they had taken during their conversation, but now she wished she had. The palace was huge. Hundreds of doors lined the long hallway they were walking down. Each door looked similar, plain in fact. Roak seemed to notice her sudden interest in her surroundings.

“We are currently in the servants hallways. You will not be staying here. You are not a servant. You are a slave.”

“Well that makes me feel better.”

“Your hair is the color of the morning sun.”

“Is that a compliment?”

“I suppose it is.”

“Well then, thank you.”

A long silence stretched on between them as they continued down the hallway and then up a flight of stairs. This second hallway was more spacious and had large windows lining one side. The floor was a black marble that was polished to shine.

“Here is where you will be staying.” Roak unlocked a door to their right and pushed it open. It was a large bedroom with a canopied bed in the center. It looked like something out of the medieval times, everything from the floors to the walls was a grey stone. The floor was covered with an assortment of fine hand crafted rugs. They were plush and comfortable to stand upon. Roak closed the door behind them and moved to the window directly across from them. He pushed open the heavy purple drapes and let in the sunlight.

“It is a steep drop out these windows and no balcony. Do not try escaping this way, or any way for that matter.”

“Yes I know, you’ve already said this.” Bianca moved to the golden framed mirror that hung on the wall opposite the large bed. She looked at her reflection, feeling as if she were staring out at a stranger. Her golden locks were curled around her face, with the majority falling down her back. Her violet eyes looked tired, but they had coal rubbed around them to give them a sultry look. She looked down at the rest of her body. Her breasts had barely been covered by the sheer cloth and you could see her rosy nipples through the fabric. She glanced quickly back at Roak who was also looking at her reflection. She blushed slightly and returned her gaze to her own reflection. Her tanned flat stomach was completely exposed and a long sheer skirt started just below her navel. She blushed again as she realized that her lower body was also completely visible.

“I look like a whore.”

“You are beautiful.”

Bianca turned around and faced Roak. He was the definition of sin. He wore no shirt, his hard muscles exposed and begging for her hands to touch. His chest had no hair, which was also a plus in Bianca’s book. He had on black pants that made her think of a pirate and all she wanted to do was take them off his body.

“So are you.” Bianca moved towards him, but he held up a hand to stop her.

“Bianca, you cannot touch another man. Remember?”

Bianca did remember, but she didn’t really care. This all may still turn out to be some horrible dream; she may make the best of it. And besides, she was never one for rules. Bianca pressed her body up against his hand, letting him get a good feel of her. A delightful shutter went through her, but ended all too quickly when he withdrew his hand.

“Bianca, this is serious. You may not care that I die. I am after all a stranger to you, but I care whether I live or die. And believe it or not I don’t want anything terrible to happen to you either.”

“Why would you care if something happened to me?”

“I’ve seen what they do to girls that disobey. It isn’t pretty and you will be wishing for death long before they grant you your wish.”

Bianca nodded her head and took a step back.

“I’m sorry, it’s just all of this just seems so surreal. I mean, I come from a world of practicality. And now I find myself in a world of sorcery and I am a slave. The world I come from isn’t so archaic, we outlawed slavery hundreds of years ago.”

“If you obey, you will be back in your world at no time.”

“What if your king doesn’t tire of me?”

“King Krieg always does. Don’t worry, Bianca. I must leave now. He will be here soon to break you in.” Roak left with haste as soon as he finished speaking, leaving Bianca to her thoughts. However she was not given much time to think before the door came bursting open.

She recognized the man from her cell, with his dark hateful eyes that seemed to see into her very soul. He stood there with regality, his legs slightly apart just as his lips were. She could see the hunger in his eyes and didn’t like it. Although Roak had seemed to stir a passion within her, this king did not.

“Disrobe,” he commanded. His voice was deep and robust. He took large strides and crossed the distance between them quickly. Bianca felt slightly nervous as she removed the little clothing she had on. She was not used to not being in control and right now she had absolutely no power.

Krieg pulled her to him, his rough mouth came upon hers instantly. Although Krieg was handsome, in a dark sinister kind of way, he didn’t elicit the feelings Roak did. But his mouth was an expert and soon her body was heating up against her will. One hand dropped to feel between her legs. He pushed in a single finger and moaned into her mouth at her tightness. Bianca could not help her stomach clenching as he moved his finger in and out of her. Although most people back home thought her the biggest slut in school, she was still a virgin. Krieg smiled when he hit her barrier and withdrew his finger.

“Lie down on the bed.” Another command. Bianca moved to the bed and laid down on her back. She stared up at him as he moved on top of her like a predator stalking it’s prey.

“You are very beautiful,” Krieg whispered into her neck as he nuzzled her. His lips pressed gently against her racing heart beat. “Do not be afraid, my pet. I will be gentle. I know it is your first time.”

And he was gentle. His lips came upon hers as he moved his body into her with one powerful stroke. Her cry of pain was muffled by his lips and he remained still to allow her body to adjust to him. His movements started off slow, pulling out at a snail’s pace and pushing back in slowly, inch by inch. Soon the pain edged away into pleasure and his strokes picked up the pace. But he never got to rough. He kept himself in check and Bianca could see he was struggling with that.

“I want you to know, this will never happen again.”

“What?”

“I will never be slow again.”

Krieg continued with his slow pace for another minute or so, when he decided he didn’t like it and picked up the pace. The bed began to rock back against the wall as did her body. The pain returned and Bianca cried out, but Krieg mistook it for a cry of pleasure and continued his assault on her body. He finished first and withdrew from her body, leaving her wanting more. She watched him leave in silent shock, her body craving to be touched.

Roak reentered the room not two minutes after Krieg had left. He didn’t seem comfortable being in the room and Bianca wondered why he was there to begin with.

“Are you all right?”

“No.” Bianca wasn’t sure why Roak was there, but his presence had a strange calming effect on her. She had just been raped, essentially any way. A slave, a plaything to a horny king. How had her life become so frivolous?

“Did he hurt you?”

“Yes.”

“He sometimes gets a bit carried away.”

“And you’re okay with that?”

Roak was quiet then, as he moved to the side of the bed. She was completely exposed to him, although she doubted she looked appealing. Her face was smeared with tears and her lower body ached from the assault.

“I am required to give you a bath.”

“You?”

“I am the only person allowed near you. The king trusts me.”

“Should he?” Bianca’s body still burned to be touched and she moved quickly into Roak’s arms. Her lips pressed against his in a fiery passion and the world around them seemed to melt away. She wanted more from the kiss, but Roak pulled back.

“Do you care so little for human life?” Roak shouted bitterly. “Do you want me to die? If King Krieg ever discovers that I kissed you then my life is forfeit.”

“I kissed you.”

“It doesn’t matter! Do not let it happen again.” Roak moved towards the door nearest the window. “Come,” his voice was cold and Bianca felt her eyes sting with unshed tears. Rejection was never something Bianca handled well. She moved stiffly towards the door, her body soar and protesting with each step. Roak hardly looked at her as she moved towards the large tub in the center of the room.

Bianca had to admit the bathroom was beautiful, with gold in almost every direction she looked. Roak started the water and tested it with his hand before allowing her to get in. The water was warm, but not too hot. She eased her body in and let her eyes close as the water massaged her sore muscles.

“You don’t have to stay if you don’t want to. I am quite capable at bathing myself.”

“I am not permitted to leave you alone.”

“Ever?”

“Never. The only time you will be without me is when you are with the king.”

Roak spoke, but he wasn’t looking at her. She could feel his hatred for her like hot rays from the sun. Bianca slipped below the surface of the water, submerging her head. She stayed beneath, letting her breath leave her body and wondered if Roak would even notice. She rotated her body so that she was lying face down in the water and felt herself getting lightheaded as her body screamed for oxygen. Roak wasn’t going to save her, Bianca thought to herself. When all the air left her body she raised her head and took in a gulp of air. She stared angrily up at Roak, who stared back at her.

“We’re you going to let me drown?”

“You are not the type to commit suicide,” Roak replied calmly. Bianca narrowed her eyes angrily at him.

“How do you know? I could have died just now and you didn’t even care!”

“If another minute had passed I would have pulled you out. Don’t be so dramatic.”

Bianca was furious with him and wanted to hate him, but for some strange reason the more he pushed her away the more she wanted him. Her body still burned with the need for release and she gently touched her breasts as she stood up in the tub.

“Your king is a selfish man. He didn’t let me finish.” Bianca said this with a pout as she let her finger gently touch her breasts. She moved it in slow circles around her nipple until it grew hard. Bianca kept her eyes focused on Roak, who was watching her hand intensely.

“I will not die to please you.” Roak said, his voice thick with lust.

“I didn’t ask you to. I can please myself.” She let her free hand drop in between her legs. She inserted a single finger and winced slightly at touching the sore flesh. But soon her rhythmic strokes became pleasurable and she found herself rocking against her own hand. She could hear Roak’s heavy breathing as well and noticed that he was getting hard from watching her.

“Mmmm,” Bianca moaned as she inserted a second finger and moved them in and out. She quickened the pace and soon she found her own release. Her loud moan echoing in the bathroom. She with drew her hand, which was now coated with her sparkling juices and moved over to Roak. She touched his lips with her fingers and smeared it on them. Roak stood very still, but his tongue moved out and touched his lips, tasting her.

“That was wrong of you to do.”

“Yes I know. I’m a naughty girl.”

“The king will know if I have been with you.”

“I didn’t ask you to.”

“I have self restraint.”

“I know you do.”

Roak’s lips suddenly were on hers and his hands were wrapped around her body. She could feel his length against her leg, but luckily he was still wearing his pants. Bianca’s body seemed to burn for him and she could not understand why. She had never been like this with anyone and considering the situation she was in she shouldn’t be acting like this.

But as Roak’s tongue entered her mouth all her thoughts scattered. He had some strange spell cast over her and she could not think. Her hands clung onto his shoulders as if her very world was tilting. But just as soon as the amazing kiss had started it ended. Roak moved away from her, panting heavily.

“Bianca you are going to be the death of me.”

“I’m sorry.” Bianca had meant to say much more, but Roak returned to the bedroom. The sheets had been changed on the bed, Bianca noticed as she followed him. He moved towards the door and Bianca moved to follow him.

“No, you stay here.”

“I thought I go where ever you go.”

“Your door will be locked. I am not permitted to sleep in the same room as you.” Roak opened the door and went to close it, but Bianca moved in his way.

“I truly am sorry, I don’t want you to die.”

“I must go,” Roak said, his voice thick with a sudden hunger. Bianca could see it in his eyes just as she could see it in Krieg’s, but for some reason it did not scare her like it had with Krieg.

“Good night.”

Bianca returned to the bed and climbed into the fresh clean sheets. As she drifted off to sleep she half expected to wake up in her old bed again. No, it was more than half, she fully expected to wake up there. In her mind there was no doubt that all of this had been a dream. Unfortunately, she was in for a unhappy surprise in the morning.