The Strange Case of Lady Gina, King Ron, and Dante

Notes: So, I've recently grown attached to yaoi. So, it will be included in this story. One of the characters uses a lot of vulgar language as well. Just so you know ahead of time.


Chapter 1: What Does Fuck Mean, Anyways?

The whole world seemed to shift around her. Perhaps everything that
had just happened was just some sick, twisted nightmare. The girl kept her eyes clenched shut. As she lay there, she continued to convince herself that she would wake up in her bed. Until she was entirely sure this was all a dream, she refused to open her eyes.

At any moment, her mother would come barging into her room. Her mother would announce that today was her wedding day, and even though Gina was not at all thrilled about it, being married to Prince Christian was far greater than what she feared had happened to her. That is being kidnapped by two men she hardly knew. But no, that was just a silly dream. So, why should she even concern herself with such worries?

"Mom," Gina groaned, almost convinced that she was safe in her bedroom.

"The poor dear," a gentle voice said. "I hadn't the slightest clue that my potion would have such an intense affect on her."

"Will she be alright?" a deeper voice asked.

"I believe she will, your majesty," he replied. "She's just in a very deep slumber at the moment. When she awakens, I assure you that she will be perfectly healthy."

That was when she began to panic. Of course, she could still be dreaming, but the cool breeze that grazed her skin convinced her otherwise. Her body began to quiver with fear, and Gina silently hated herself for doing so.

"Wake up, sleepy head," the deeper voice teased.

Ever muscle in her petite figure began to tingle with fear. It was as if a lightning bolt jolted straight through her body, and when she felt his hands on her, she actually believed she'd rather be struck dead by lightning than be with these strange men. At that moment, she might have even believed death was better than her current fate. Only god knew what these men wanted from her.

She felt a pair of strong hands shake her, and instantly her blue eyes flew open only to be greeted by a pair of dark brown ones. The man hunched over her frail figure was a very tale, buff man. Dark hair framed his face handsomely. His gorgeous features didn't faze her though. She was being kidnapped by this man, and she didn't want anywhere near him or his little friend.

"Ah, the lovely lady Gina of the Lloyd family," the dark eyed man spoke. "You sure do live up to your title. God, I'm going to enjoy fucking your brains out."

"Fucking?" Gina asked with raw innocence.

"You know, having sex," he replied.

"No, I don't know what your talking about," Gina replied.

At that moment, Gina looked across from her at the dark haired man's accomplice. Beside him was her wedding dress and undergarments discarded in messy pile. She looked down at herself, and screamed when she noticed she was completely naked.

"Why did you take my clothes off?" her voice questioned.

"We're gonna fuck, sweet cheeks," he said.

"What are you talking about?" she glared back at him. "Do you guys um, fuck each other too or something like that?"

"Well, I will admit that Dante does it pretty good," the dark haired man replied. "His tight ass makes me cum harder than any girl I've ever fucked."

"What the hell? I don't even know what you're talking about!"

"Lady Gina," Dante asked, his voice much gentler than the other man's. "Did your mother ever discuss how children are brought into our world?"

Gina stared at him, completely baffled at why he'd ask such a stupid question. Of course, she knew where children came from. Her mother had told her so many times when she was a child.

"Of course, she did!" Gina retorted in a sort of arrogant tone. "When a man and woman fall in love, they will eventually marry each other. Lamina, the fairy of light, will eventually visit the married couple in their sleep. She takes a lock from the man's hair. Then, she takes a lock from the woman's hair. If the man and woman are truly in love, she will be able to merge their hair and create a newborn child from it. The next morning, the woman will wake up with a newborn at her doorstep. That is how babies are born!"

"You've got to be kidding me," the dark haired man replied.

"Alright, I answered your stupid question! Can I have my dress back now?"

"I regret to inform you that this isn't an option, Lady Gina," Dante replied. "This dress is very eye catching. It could possibly give away our current position to our enemies. We will provide you with new clothes when we reach our kingdom. At the moment, I can only lend you my cape."

"Oh good, so I'm not going to uh...fuck any of you after all," for some reason, Gina did not like that word much.

"I never made any false promises about that," Dante continued. "That is entirely up to his majesty, King Ron. Whatever his decision may be, I will not dare question it."

"King Ron?" Gina's heart dropped at the name. "You mean, King Ron of Alyssia?"

At that moment, Gina abandoned any slice of hope she had left in her heart. This man was known across Jackaland for his brutal nature. Prince Christian continued to fret about the possibility of invasion, and how both countries were just an inch away from declaring war.

"Let me be honest with you," the king spoke. "If that prince manages to rescue you, which I doubt he will, he's still going to have to live with the fact that I took you first. Believe me, that is going to be very satisfying to me."

"Then, what? Are you going take my fiance too?" Gina asked.

"This is nothing against your character, my lady. I'm sure you an honest young woman, but neither his majesty or I would obtain sexual gratification from Prince Christain III. The thought makes me want to vomit in my mouth, and to be quite honest, you are far too beautiful for him."

"Alright, I know that the prince is not exactly the best guy inside or out, but he would not do what you guys want me to do with you. Or, whatever you do with each other. I don't care. I just want to go home."

At this moment, Dante released a frustrated sigh. He ran his fingers delicately through his silver hair. Then, he stared back at Gina with his gorgeous amber eyes. "My Lady, your mother has misinformed you about married life. Lamina, the fairy of light, is nothing more than a children's fairy tale. I have no doubt in my mind that the crown prince of Jackaland would love to carry out such actions with you."

"If that is what married couples are suppose to do, why do you do it to each other?" Gina asked.

"Because, it's feel so damn good," the king responded shamelessly. "Let me show you."

Ron picked himself up off the ground. He gestured Dante towards him, and like an obedient servant, Dante approached him. Gina watched as Ron's lips grazed Dante's neck causing the silver haired man to let out a small moan. Then, his tongue trailed up and down Dante's neck seductively. Finally, Ron planted his lips on Dante's. His tongue slithered inside Dante's mouth, and Gina could only watch as their tongue's clashed together.

The sight was so surreal, but for some reason, it excited the girl. As she watched the men wrapped up in their own passion, she felt a small tingle in between her legs. She spread her legs slightly, starring at her own privates. Then, without thinking, she gently touched her own sex. She wanted to see more, but more than anything, she wanted one of them to kiss her like that. It was different than the innocent pecks Christian would leave on her cheek.

Her thumb passed over a small bump, causing the girl to whimper slightly. She pressed her thumb over that spot again and again each time with more pressure. Her eyes fixated on the two men. She watched Ron's hand slid inside Dante's pants. He seemed to be messaging something, but what, Gina could not tell. Her free hand found its way to her breast. She cupped it and groaned as her fingers continued to explore.

"Just look at her, Dante," Ron commented. "The poor girl seems so deprived."

"Perhaps you should remedy the situation, your majesty," Dante suggested.

"You know, that doesn't seem like a bad idea," Ron replied.

"Gina," Ron leaned down to meet her gaze, "let me help you. It feels so much better when you let someone else do it for you."

The girl felt his hand pull her own hand away from her dripping cunt. His tongue flickered over her fingers, savoring the taste of her own fluids. He then brushed his thumb over the bump she had been playing with before. She threw her head back and moaned with passion. Ron smiled as his fingers slid inside her.

It had been awhile since he had done anything with a woman. Dante had satisfied his sexual needs, and eliminated the possibility of a woman demanding marriage from him. This girl seemed harmless enough though. She hadn't been taught how to be so cunning in the ways of love and sex. She seemed far too naïve to concoct a plan that involved her becoming queen and living off his riches.

Ron withdrew his fingers and showed him to her. "Taste it."

Gina eagerly complied with his wishes and lapped her juices from his fingers hungrily. Meanwhile, her eyes glanced over at Dante. The man's eyes were filled with an intensity she hadn't seen before. Was this what they were discussing with her?

"Spread your legs open more," the king ordered.

The girl opened her legs without a word. His fingers pushed against some sort of barrier, but instead of pushing forward, he withdrew them.

"No, please don't," she pleaded.

"I thought you didn't want this," he reminded.

"I want it now," she replied desperately, "Please..."

"The poor dear," Dante replied as he walked over towards them, "I doubt that she's ever really even experimented with herself. All of these sensations must be completely new for her, and thus, very difficult for her to understand."

She felt Dante wrap an arm around her waist. His other hand cupped her breast while his tongue flicked her earlobe. Meanwhile, Ron's tongue brushed over her clit, causing the girl squirm in Dante's grasp. All she could do was relax into Dante as they continued their assault on her.

"Oh my god," she gasped. "Is this fucking?"

"Not exactly, my lady, oral satisfaction is performed before the act of having sex. In fact, some would consider it far more pleasurable than the act of sex itself."

Dante turned her face and looked Gina directly in her eyes. "Does the prince ever kiss you like I kiss his majesty?"

"No," she replied.

"I could kiss you like that if you wish," he whispered.

Her cheeks flushed a red hue, and gently she nodded her head. Dante's fingers gently blushed a lock of golden hair from her face. Then, his lips gently pressed against hers. His tongue traced across her lips, and finally she parted them, allowing him entry. Meanwhile, she felt the king's tongue circle around her clit, causing her to moan inside of Dante's mouth. Dante's tongue gently caressed her own. All the while, his thumb toyed with her pert nipple.

After what seemed like an eternity, Dante parted from her lips. "You enjoyed watching me kiss his majesty, did you not?"

"Yes," she whispered with shame.

"If you'd wish, you could watch us perform other acts," he suggested.

"I don't understand," she replied.

"Dante take your clothes off," the king ordered, wasting no more time with small talk.

"Yes, your majesty," he replied.

"What are you going to do?" she asked.

"First, you're going to watch us have sex," the king replied.

"Then what?" she asked with wide eyes.

"I suppose his majesty would also like to have sex with you afterwards," Dante replied.

"Not a bad idea, Dante. You can have her once I'm done, and if we still have enough energy, we could both take her at once."


To Be Continued
Notes: So, what do you think?