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The Slave Queen Give Up on my virginity for my love
I literally turned but he throw me back in my position and hold my arms from his one hand around my belly and from another hand, he was holding my thigh so I won't try to cross my legs. " Ahh, Prince Edmund! Please stop! This is too much " No matter how much I protest he still did it until I was discharged...After that, he placed himself between my legs" I am going in Princess! If it hurt don't expect any mercy from me! But I promise to be as gentle with you as I could " I closed my eyes shut tight. Prince Edmund thrust his shaft forward slowly as he made his little guy enter inside my deep cave slowly until it was all in.It was so painful as if it will never end. I have had experience with pain but this was not less than a whip pain. I clenched my sheets not to make a noise." Princess are you okay? " He asked and I started crying" Prince Edmund it hurts so bad " I cried like a child l. He stays still from the bottom but from the top, he start kissing me so I could adjust."
The Slave Queen Settling down
"Giya ga sarki."(Wine for the king.)At first, he only stares at her in interest. The child's smile falls slightly, as she must be feeling intimidated by her king's steely gaze. I nudge his arm. He looks over at me in interest. I nod my head as if telling him to take the wine and be kind to her.I know he's not very good with children, only because he doesn't quite know how to act with them. He was always the youngest child in his family so he never had experience. He wants his children but needs to learn a little first.He plasters on a smile when I signal him to and takes the cup. "Na gode Tsai," he says to her (Thank you very much).The little girl's smile instantly comes back and she runs to her mother in the excitement that the king had just spoken to her and smiled at her.Suddenly someone starts to chant in the Hausa language. I realize that it's Three Horses. The drums and flutes play in tune with his chanting. The people around the giant fire in the middle of the shagali mov
The Slave Queen Prized possession
"No…you have to pick up your chest a little. Puff it out like you're trying to prove a point to someone. Great!" I'm praising him with a smile on my face, clapping my hands like an excited little girl. Ever since He comes back from shagali, I've been teaching him a little about my culture, and some of the dances. I told him of the countless balls we've had, the masquerades, and the traditional styles of dancing. I told him of the masquerade balls, where people would dress up as characters from stories, wearing extravagant costumes and masks to try the said character. I told him that the royalty would throw balls regularly, and nobles would sometimes throw them as well. I even told him of a ball my family held. I step forward, pressing my hands onto his, and then I step right back to where I was. I spin gracefully a few times, with the help of one of his abnormally large fingers. I then lift my skirts a little higher, showing my foot dancing upon the stone floors. I move my hips rather
The Slave Queen Wolf
There is a little crossing with three pathways branching off of it, the dark corridors illuminated only by torches. He explains that the dungeons are to the right, the private library is straight on ahead and the 'prized possession' room would be left. There is an unlit torch lying against the wall.He takes it, lights it, and then leads me down the left pathway.It is a little unnerving being down in the base level of the castle, where I'd never dared venture before. It is dark, cobwebs lining the ceilings and pesky rats crawling through holes in the stone walls. I wonder if Prince Edmund has any prisonersstaying in the dungeons right now, and if the person who guards the dungeon room whips and tortures their prisoners...When I look back, I can see no sign of Prince Edmund in the Dark hallway. I can see only the shadows of a torch. I pick up my skirts and rush after him; I would hate to be lost down herewith the rats and the spiders. When I finally do catch up to him, I wrap my ar
The Slave Queen The women I love
Kicking Bull's eyes glaze over me with sick humor. "You are a foreign whore. You do not command Kicking Bull with that mouth. But I will give you something else to do with your mouth!"The crowd gasps. I am astonished at his persistence. It is like he wants to be killed. "The next time you speak to me in that manner will be the last time you have a tongue," I seethe at him menacingly. "I give you my word." I am a littlewoman, but my fury does not prevail."Cesar smiles. "See how she is fierce? She is Tiger Claw, and she will command you. The next time you speak suggestively of my woman, will indeed, be the last time you have your tongue."Kicking Bull does the unexpected, and he spits on Cesar's feet. My king's eyes dilate with his rage but he still manages to keep it cool. "A king who takes orders from his Slaves whore is no king at all!" He brings out his weapon, his mighty khopesh sword, and points it at Cesar. I gasp andstruggle against Three Horses. The man puts his lips close
The Slave Queen As long as I live
It is almost dark when we get back to the castle. He's opted not to visit the castle medic for his bleeding. Instead, he's let it bleed on for almost a half-hour, the blood staining his chest. It dries, and new, wet blood drenches his chest again.He's been oddly silent ever since our encounter with Kicking Bull. He sits in his great bearskin chair and stares into the fire before him.I haven't said anything, but I'm afraid that I'll change that. But as I continue to say nothing, his condition only worsens."Does it hurt badly?" I ask him softly. My voice seems to startle him over the whisper of the wind and the soft crackle of the warm fire.He shrugs his shoulders, causing more blood to drip down his forearm. "Please Eliza…do not."I shake my head and exhale in frustration. "But I don't understand-!" I'm whining like a child now."I don't want it cleaned," he repeats a little firmly. "I don't want to keep telling you this, please. Don't make me explain."The image of the blood rolli
The Slave Queen Planning a battle
He didn't touched me that night but sitting beside fire place on his chair looking at me continuously..." What's wrong Prince Edmund " he still said nothing " Is something bothering you? " He sighed of relief " Yes! Get ready! I want to take you somewhere "I get up from bed and wear beautiful navy blue silk outfit. He sat on his horse and make me sit infront of him. It was mid night and only small fire light which were placed from distance were giving us light. We travel for about 30 minutes and stopped infront of a house. It seem so beautiful from outside and i was shocked to see it's elegant style from inside with beautiful designed furniture!" This is my house , The one you wanted to see so badly "I saw sadness in his deep green eyes when he sits on his bed where he used to love with Princess Snow Flower. I stay silent because there is nothing i can do to ease his pain." I want to ask you something! " He stopped for few seconds and speak again " It is something i only want fr
The Slave Queen Designing machine for Battle
I I point at Little Sea. "Cannons. Get a piece of papyrus and ink and write that down." The man nods and follows my orders. "Now tell us what the cannons can do, little one," I asked my Eliza"The cannons are like long stone tunnels with only one side open; the top side. They sit on a pair of wheels and that's how the men can move it. It is incredibly heavy and large. It can move in any direction, whether it is east, Northeast…south…any way you want. Then there is theobject called the cannonball that you shoot out at the enemy. The cannon gets ignited with fire and…off it goes. Quite interesting really." Eliza gushes it all out to us, spilling every bean in the bag while Little Sea takes notes on the papyrus." I have something to say too " Iron coyote girl talk and I nodded in response!"Then there is a contraption called a catapult. It is used for hurling stones of fireballs out at the enemy, or over tall walls. It is like a tall wooden stick with a little bowl attached to the end
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The Slave Queen So In Love
“Who? Me? You can't hold me against my will Mr. Edwards. I have rights and people will be looking for me. Besides, I'm not the one with glowing eyes.” She accused.“Yes you do have rights.” Lucas took Elsa's hand and turned to leave giving Jason a private look as he left.Jason read his meaning, the girl was his.“where are you going? Lucas, Elsa….I'm talking to you!” she yelled as Lucas shut the door.“Are you going to hurt her?”“No, Elsa, there are other ways.” He nearly took her life when she had brought information of Elsa, but he'd since changed his mind, “She is no threat to us.” He led her to his door, opened it, and allowed her to enter first. Elsa noticed that the room looked as though nothing had happened only a few hours ago. The table and chairs by the fire were gone, obviously broken. She shuddered at the images of the fight. She turned and faced Lucas, “Will that…that is…” She didn't know exactly what to call him.“Jack.”“Yes.” She involuntary touched her neck where h
The Slave Queen you shall die Tanya
Ted caught up with her halfway down the hall. “Why don't you believe at least one of us?”She stopped and turned to him, “Because Tanya's story is full of holes. She never wanted Elsa near Lucas in the first place. She tried her best to sabotage that date they had the other night and she treated her like crap. Now she has made up this ridiculous story to make him look like a freak. He is a respected, honest businessman and no one has been able to discredit him, professionally or otherwise.” Linda shook her angrily, “She must think we're stupid enough to believe this crazy story or she would have never told us about it.”“You should always believe your friends. Think of how frightened she was of him and how frightened I was when I saw him last night.”“Of course you were. He's quite intimidating, being so wealthy and all. And you did trick his girlfriend into going out with you. I'm sure you would be fit to kill if someone did that to you. Also, Tanya is a good actress.”“What about
The Slave Queen last night
“Natie.” Elsa said in greeting, not knowing what else to say. Despite the woman being a brunette, her short cropped hair had blond and auburn streaks throughout. To Elsa, it actually looked pretty good. She was a heavy set woman and when she smiled dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth making her look undeniably cute and trustworthy. “And this is Melody,” she placed her hand on the other woman's shoulder, “She is an expert in fashion.”“Melody.” Elsa greeted still gaping . Melody was a tall, lovely, thin woman, who was evidently no stranger to fashion. There wasn't a wrinkle on her tan slacks, white embroidered blouse, and multicolored scarf that she wore loosely around her neck and draped over her left shoulder and chest.“It's nice to meet you Miss Collins.” She stated genuinely. She turned back to Elsa, “I know they seem like normal staff here on the estate, but Mr. Edwards does not hire simple staff. We all are highly educated.” She reached up and tipped Elsa's mouth
The Slave Queen Miss Collin
Bob Mathews had been a truck driver for twenty three years. He hadn't a wife or kids, so his job was his life. He had tried the wife thing once, but like everything else in his life, it didn't pan out. The only thing that he stayed with him through his fifty six years, had been his love for the big trucks and the lonely roads. He was definitely a shallow man, who had seen too many bar fights and women who found men that drove the big rigs appealing, but they weren't the kind of women you'd bring home to your ma. He tucked a cigarette in his mouth as his right hand searched for his lighter on the seat. He was singing, rather badly, to an old Willie Nelson tune as he watched the road ahead. A light drizzle made him turn on the wipers. His hand was still searching for his lighter, and out of frustration, he took his eyes off the road and glanced down. He quickly found it and flicked it, causing an eerie glow inside the cab. He released the little red tab causing the flame to extinguish,
The Slave Queen Monster
Dreadful realization hit her as his words sunk in. He thought she was worthless compared to his mortal pet! She turned and slammed her fists against the wall. He couldn't do this to her. He told her he still cared about her. She could try and make him love her again. No, that was impossible, she saw the way he looked at that woman in his bed. She never thought she could witness that kind of emotion from him. Her features began to change in her turmoil. He didn’t mean it, he was angry, her mind tried to reason and she would prove it, “I could kill her.” Her words had the opposite effect.His eyes flashed instant fury, “Not if you value your life Celeste!” his voice reflected the incredible power he held. Her face registered alarm and she crouched in front of him at his threat, “Could you kill me Lucas?” she hissed through her teeth. “Is she worth it?”He didn't hesitate, “Yes!”“Over here! Over a mortal!”“Yes!” he roared.“You are a fool Lucas, she is mortal!”“Not for much longer, y
The Slave Queen first time
She'd never felt such joy at the feeling of his flesh fully against hers. His firm body pressed her into the mattress and she relished the protection of his weight. She could feel his hand down her leg and gently, pulled it up against his waist as he settled between her thighs. His hand then circled down and cupped her bottom, causing her to lift her hips against him. She struggled to catch her breath against the electrifying feeling his hands did to her skin. She needed something from him that she couldn't say or know. He'd awakened an immeasurable desire in her and every inch of her being flared with tingling heat. She gasped loudly as he entered her. He covered her mouth with his bringing her back to their ecstasy. She moaned against him and he began to move within her. She expected pain, but there was none. The feeling was electrifying and it created a hunger in her. She wanted more. She moved underneath him in time with his thrusts. Lucas loved the chase; it was almost his fav
The Slave Queen He wasn't worthy
She put her fingertips on his lips, “Then let me stay and maybe something will change on how we feel, and that this is just mere infatuation. Or maybe it will just reinforce how we feel for each other and this is real. Either way, I have to know.”She had a valid point. He knew this was real, because this was new to him and he'd been infatuated many times. This wasn't just infatuation, “I have a dark side Elsa.”“We all do.” “You may not like what you see.”“Impossible.” She breathed.He groaned and for the second time kissed her. She had won.Ted lay in his bed staring wide awake at the blanched plaster ceiling of his dorm room. He was pissed off at Linda for laying the blame at his door about Brad. He fumed about it for the last two hours before he rolled over and succumbed to a restless sleep.When Emily returned to her apartment, she noticed the door had been pried. Without thinking someone could still be in her apartment, she pushed open the door and walked in. She turned on t
The Slave Queen The Confession
Her eyes narrowed, “I have had enough of your insensitivity. It's no wonder Elsa doesn't fall for you. You are rude, sarcastic, and a liar.”He glared back at her, “What is it with you? Why can't you just leave me alone? I have tried to tell you that I'm not interested in you, but you just can't take the hint! You're like that cat that came back. Take a hint! You are a spoiled rich daddy's the girl who cries if she can't get what she wants and you treat your friends like dirt.”Her mouth fell, “Oh! Really! At least my friends have a higher I.Q. then a rock,” She was referring to Dirk by a thrust of her thumb over her shoulder at the door of Deter's, “and I'm not the one who tricks naïve girls into your little love schemes…” He was about to protest, but she refused to let him interrupt, “Give me some credit, how obvious was that with Elsa? At least I'm honest and upfront about the things I want!”He grew angry and seized her by the arms. The only time he ever laid his hands on a woma
The Slave Queen are you alone?
“but Lucas, to anyone else it looked…”“…You forget, I'm not everyone else.”She looked at him, “You make this too easy.”“It should be.”She buried her face in her hands and sighed, “See, I don't know how you know all that and all the other things I feel. I've never felt like this before and you're so sure about yourself and how you feel,” She looked at him, “I just don't know how to deal with this.”“There is no need to be afraid.” He pulled her closer to him and left his arms around her, “just go with it. “ he nuzzled the top of her head with his nose, closing his eyes at her exhilarating scent, “And I've never felt this way before either.”She pulled back and looked at him her eyes wide with wonder, “really?”He smiled, in all of her wide-eyed innocence she was very breathtaking. “Really? You don't have to worry. It will take care of itself. ” His hand came up and stroked her soft cheek as she laid his head against his arm.“I hope so.” She murmured.He leaned down and kissed the
