Ch. 1

Why does he do this to me? Why am I the one he loves? Why couldn't he love someone else? I guess I have to deal with it to keep my people safe. We are a little kingdom on the outskirts of Hyrule. To let them be free of his evil, my father gave my dignity to King James and let him throw it away. It hurts my heart, and my mothers, knowing that I'm up here locked away. I could never show my face to anyone on the outside ever again.

The king has no love for me, only the pleasure that he gets when he torments me. I am just a piece of ass to him and that's all I will ever be. A whore that he doesn't have to pay.

He keeps me chained to a bed, letting the whole world see me. I only get to wear a tight, red lace bra and a white, see through skirt. I feel disgraceful. Every time he walks in, I flinch, hoping that he'll let me go and I'll never have to see him ever again. But I'm not that lucky.

Last night he dripped candle wax on my chest and made his way down towards my pussy. It burned me a little. He saw my face flinch from the burning and grabbed a wet cloth. His hand gently rubbed the burned spot. It felt good to have him rub me with the cloth, but only because I was burned.

I could feel his other hand getting closer to my pussy. His fingers were slowly pushing their way inside me. He was thrusting them back and fourth. All I could do was lie there and cry softly.

"Don't cry my love," he whispered into my ear. "It'll all be over soon."

I just wept as he licked my face.

"Your tears taste sweet," he said with a grin on his face.

He grabbed my left breast and rubbed it furiously. His other hand, still inside me, was getting deeper and I screamed and told him to stop but he wouldn't listen. He kept at it till he finally stopped. He just laid on top of me, breathing hard. I was tingling in all places. Tears ran down my face.

He got up, took the chains off me and turned me over. He grabbed my sides and pulled me up to his crotch. He rammed his hard dick inside me and started thrusting hard. Starting slow, getting faster and faster. It hurt. I reached for the bed rail and tried to escape but he just pulled me back.

"Naughty girl," he said while slapping my ass. "Youre mine and I won't let you go. Ever!"

Tonight he has something very special planned for me he says. I'm scared. His servant, Hays, walked in. He was carrying a large tray with my dinner on it. He sat it down on the table next to the bed. Then picked up a spoon and started feeding me soup. He was a nice man. Tall, buff, somebody you wouldn't think would be a servant, more like a bodyguard. He stopped feeding me. I could tell something was wrong by the look in his eyes.

"What's wrong," I asked.

"Seeing you like this just makes me sick," he said looking at my chains. " If I could let you go I would but the king would be very displeased with me."

I smiled at him. He has a good heart. Even though he can't stop the king, he does get him away from me sometimes. And when the king is not here, he unchains me and we have a little fun of our own.

"I want to take you away from here and never look back," he said while rubbing my cheek.

"If only we could."

I looked into his eyes. He stared into mine. The king walked in.

"Leave servant," he yelled to him, "And let me and Alysa have our privacy!"

"Yes my king."

Hays walked out, looked back and stared at me. I stared at him till he left the room. James took off his shirt and pants. He only left his boxers on. They were so tight you could see the outline of his dick. He slowly crawled on the bed and on top of me. He kissed my lips, then slowly moved his way down my neck, then made his way toward my pussy. I felt his wet tongue make his way down my stomach and stop at my clit. He licked it and a tingle ran through me. He kept licking and the tingle wouldn't go away.

"STOP IT," I yelled.

I started squirming and tried kicking him. He held down my legs. I tried to escape but he was too strong. He kept licking my clit. The tingles got worse. I couldn't take it anymore, I could feel myself about to cum.

"I'M ABOUT TO -," I suddenly stopped to feel the cum squirt out of me. He stopped licking me.

I looked down to see James looking up at me with my cum all over his face. He gave me a small grin and licked his lips.

"Tasty," he said.

"P-Please stop," I begged.

"The more you beg, the more I'm going to it."

I looked up at the ceiling, tears streaming down my face. He grabbed my face and shoved his tongue down my throat. I could taste my own cum from his mouth. It was very displeasing. He lifted up from my face leaving some cum on my cheek. He licked it off my face.

He licked me all the way back to my pussy. His head stopped, looked up at me.

"You'll enjoy this," he said as he grabbed my legs and shoved his tongue into me.

I flinched and started crying. The pillow became wet from all my tears. His tongue was deep inside me. Cum was all over his face. It was a horrible and painful sight!