Jonathan

"Where is he!" I screeched into the mans face. His eyes were wide with fright. My anger made everything crystal clear. I would tear this mans head off from his shoulders! I grabbed him by the throat and pulled him close.

"Im going to ask you one more time...Where is Jace Wayland?" i hissed through my teeth. The man gasped under my grip. I slackened my hold and let him drop to the floor. His erratic breathing was starting to annoy me. I kicked him one swift kick in the ribs to get his attention.

"Sire! I have no idea. He was in his cell the last time i seen him!" the cell guard croaked.

"In his cell you say? Then how did he escape you fool!" i hissed. I aimed a well placed kick into his ribs again. He groaned and writhed on the floor. I was dealing with imbeciles. I was standing in the holding cells. It was dark and gloomy, just the perfect atmosphere for how i felt. I was angry and i needed to do something about it. How could this happen? Who had helped him? I didnt believe he just escaped by himself.

I turned to the Kingsguard. Men who swore allegiance to me and me only.

"I dont know where or how, but find him!" i screamed. The guards saluted and left the room. I turned back to the man laying on the floor. I held nothing but contempt for this man. He somehow let Jace escape. This man was too blame.

"Do you have a family Bran?" i asked sweetly. The man looked up to me his eyes wide.

"Yes sire, two boys and a wife." he says. Sweat pooling down his temples. Ah, i had found a sweet spot.

"Is your wife pretty?" i ask slowly.

"Why yes sire...she is a most beautiful thing." he stammers.

I turned to my two remaining guards left in the room.

"Bring his wife to me." i command. The guard on the left leaves the room immediately.

Bran starts weeping, "No sire please! Shes all i have!"

I kick the man once more in the ribs. He stopped his annoying weeping and instead started whimpering. Oh how i detested a weak man. I let the man cry on the floor. I paced around the room waiting for this wife of his. I had plans to make him pay.

The guard brought in a weeping woman. He dropped her to the floor in front of me. I went to her and kneeled down.

"Is this your husband madam?" i asked.

She wiped her snot ridden nose and stammered a reply, "Yes your grace."

I stood and walked back over to the man.

"Bran what a nice wife you have. Its such a shame shes all covered up."

Bran caught my meaning, "Please your grace. Have mercy on me! I didnt let him out i swear!"

I shook my head, "Tsk tsk Bran thats too bad."

I tried to walk toward his wife. The foolish man tried to grab my ankles. I kicked him hard in the arm and he let go. I smiled as i went over to the damsel. I placed my hand on her arm and helped her up from the floor. Her face was a mess of acne and scars. This was beautiful?

She was sobbing openly. "Dont cry now. Your with the King and the King will take care of you." i murmured softly. I loved seeing the bewilderment in her eyes. She really didnt understand what was happening here. I would soon show her.

I motioned for my guard to hold onto Bran. I didnt want him trying anything. I went to his wife once more. "What is your name my dear?"

"Mildred, my lord."

"Well Mildred, your husband has committed a very offensive crime. Do you know anything about that?"

Her eyes went wide with fear. "I have no idea your grace. I am just a poor woman from the village."

I leaned close, close enough to smell her fear. "I wish i could believe that Mildred.."

The blasted woman grabbed my sleeve. "Sir i swear it i have no idea!"

I smiled in that way i always do. The woman backed away. She had indeed seen the devil today himself. I nodded to the last guard in the room. He grabbed the woman by her shoulders and held her tight. My Kingsguard knew me well. I came close and could see her eyes trying to figure a way out. Too bad there wasnt one.

I took my hand and slowly dragged it across her chin. I then slowly went down her neck and to her neckline. Her bosom was small but it still was easily visible. Not visible enough. I grabbed the fabric and yanked as hard as i could. Her dress split down the middle. Thats cheap material for you. The woman begin to cry.

I stepped back and let Bran take in his spoiled wife. It was a blight to have your wife naked in front of other men. I could see his fear. He knew he was powerless and i loved that. I could feel my cock stiffening inside my pants. And here i thought i couldnt get hard for this woman.

I walked closer to her and ripped the dress all the way off. Her breasts heaved with every breath she took. I placed my hand on a hard nipple and squeezed hard. The woman whimpered but did nothing. Good. I slowly trailed my fingers down her stomach to the patch of hair above her privates.

"Bend her over!" i commanded. Mildred starts wailing then. "No sire please no!" I slapped her hard across her face. Her tears were flowing good and proper.

"Bend her over William!" i commanded again. The guard didnt hesitate. He kicked her legs out from under her. Mildred fell to the ground. William positioned her on her knees and kept a hold on her so she didnt try and run.

I slipped one finger into my waistband. "Now now, Bran i really wish i didnt have to do this. Its almost a sin..."

Bran tried to struggle out from under Stefans grip but my guard held him proper. "Please sir," he begged, "Please dont do this!"

I laughed. "I am King. I shall do what i want. And what i want now is your wife!"

I pulled my trousers down to reveal my hard cock. I always got aroused at things like this. I made sure Mildred was properly in place. I grasped her ass in both hands and pushed forward as hard as i could. Her wet cunt fitting tight over my cock. Her cries were lost in my thrusts. I fucked that woman so hard and rough. I made her husband watch, and i loved every minute of it. They had unleashed the beast.

When at last i released inside the mans wife. I leaned back and I pulled her back against me. Her tears and snot running down her face. I pulled her closer until her head was near mine. My lips at her ear. My hands around her neck.

"Thanks ever so much Milly, your services are no longer needed." i whispered just loud enough for her husband to hear.

"Please sir, dear god, please dont harm her!" he pleaded. His own tears streaming down his face. I laughed a sweet delicious laugh.

Then i tightened my grip on her neck with my hands and i twisted until i heard a snap. I dropped her lifeless body to the floor. Bran openly cried and wept. I was smiling the entire time. Oh how quickly life can be extinguished. I stood up and motioned for William.

"Bring me Clarissa."