until he stopped in front of a huge door and Zelda fell down at his feet sobbing.
Ganondorf stood there, a twisted grin on his face as he looked back at the princess with an eerie, sinister expression. He turned the doorknob and opened the door, then gestured for the Hylian princess to enter. She walked into the room; it was dark adorned with a throne, the only light coming from a few candles and torches hanging from the wall, the latter as well as the floor were covered in dark red silk. The atmosphere was thick colored with dread and terror.
The Hylian lady was curled up on the floor, tears silently streaming down her face, unable to move or speak.
Ganondorf continued to stare at her from behind, watching as her body froze with fear and despair. The horrible and gloomy aura was growing ever more palpable, the darkness within the room seemed to be closing in on her; almost smothering her. It seemed as though she had no choice but to sit folded into a ball there petrified with grief and agony, unable to move or speak.
the silence was loud, finally, she broke it; in a bairely audible voice:"what are we doing here?"
Ganondorf answered softly, his voice filled with menace and malice:"Oh, we are going to play a game here, Princess...a game that I have played many times before. You don't have a choice but to play, since your hero is no longer here to save you. We shall see how long you can last against me and my games."
Ganondorf continued to stare at her with disdain, as if daring her to speak or move.
"what game are you talking about you are insane!" the princess choked.
Ganondorf's cruel grin grew wide as she uttered these words. He stared at her with a predatory glint in his eyes, and continued to speak, his voice oozing with a twisted sense of amusement: "Oh, I am very sane, Princess...as sane as one can be when he's as powerful and as skilled at playing games as I am. This game will allow me to break you down and cause you to suffer in ways that you have never experienced before, and I will enjoy every single moment of it. Let us begin..."
"Why are you tormenting me when you could easily kill me?" she sobbed in sheer anguish and profound grieve.
Ganondorf's sadistic grin widened as he answered her question: "Killing you would be a waste of your potential; You have a certain amount of...value, which I intend to utilize as my own."
"you won't get away with it!" Zelda screamed amidst the torrent of tears and deep sorrow overwhelming her.
Ganondorf chuckled, walked over and sat down on his throne, gesturing for her to come and sit on the smaller, uncomfortable stool right in front of him.
"Oh, I already have, Princess. In the past, the hero might have been capable of stopping me, but things are different now. There is no one who can save you. You are completely helpless and powerless here. Now, come...let us begin."
Consumed by heartbreak and profound devastation, the princess felt compelled to comply with his demands. A profound sense of helplessness and distress engulfed her as she moved with leaden steps, settling onto the stool before the king of evil. The latter stared at her with an eerie, unsettling look in his eyes and asked in a cruel voice:"Are you ready, Princess? "
"yes" The Hylian royal lady mumbled.
Ganondorf raises an eyebrow and he smirked at the sight of the vessel of wisdom in such a weak state.
"Aww, what was that? I didn't quite get that, Princess. I think you must have been shivering a bit too much. Come now, speak up and tell me again: Are you ready to begin playing?"
"YES!" she retorted, her voice trembling with defiance despite the fear that gripped her soul.
Ganondorf's expression grew wide with malicious fun and amusement, the Gerudo king smiled at her with sadistic glee as he speaks again, while pointing his finger at her.
"Very well, let the game begin. I shall explain to you the rules, and then we shall proceed with the game. Are you following me so far?"
"so your stupid game also has rules?!" the Princess spat at him, her trembling emotions taking hold of her and filling her with sheer anger and frustration.
Ganondorf grined and noded his head in response.
"Yes, Princess! My games ALWAYS have rules. That is what makes them games. Without rules, why would this be fun for me? Now, listen carefully: I shall first explain the rules of the game, and then give you a simple task to complete. You will be tested and judged, and if you fail, there will be consequences. Are you listening, Princess?"
"what type of consequences?" the Hylian lady inquired, her voice tinged with apprehension as she braced herself for the ominous answer.
Ganondorf grined at her question, seemingly enjoying this whole situation.
"I shall explain the consequences if you fail. But first, I shall focus on the rules. The rules of this particular game for you are as follows: you must follow my commands and complete the tasks that I set before you. If you can complete these tasks successfully, I shall allow you to leave...Let's see...if you fail the task, you'll have to face the consequences," The evil king paused for a moment, letting the tension and fear build up. "You know, if you fail this game, there's a rather unpleasant punishment waiting for you."
"Fine...I will add a rule...do you swear you won't hurt any of the citizens of Hyrule?" Zelda interjected, her voice quivering with a mix of desperation and determination, her gaze locked onto Ganondorf's with unwavering resolve.
Ganondorf nods his head with a malicious smirk on his face. "Of course I won't hurt any of your puny citizens, Princess. I will make sure that all of them are safe and protected. No one will come to harm as long as you succeed in this game. Is that good enough for you"
"Yes...what is your first task?" the princess answered, her voice barely concealing the unease and trepidation that gnawed at her from within.
Ganondorf's expression grew stern and serious as he addressed her:"Very well, Princess. My first task for you is simple and also quite straightforward. I want you to kneel down before me and acknowledge me as your lord, as well as my authority and power over you. That is your task. Shall you do as I say?"
Zelda's mind raced, seizing upon a desperate plan. If she could complete the task asked and feign submission convincingly enough, perhaps she could protect her people. With this newfound strategy crystallizing in her thoughts, she complied with his command, answering in a hollow, emotionless tone: "Lord Ganondorf Dragmire, I swear allegiance as your loyal servant."
Ganondorf's expression twisted with malice, his eyes ablaze with a sinister glee as he observed her bow before him. Seated upon his throne, he reclined and crossed his legs, casting a predatory gaze upon her, his smile steeped in malevolence.
"Good, Princess. I shall allow you to stand again now."
Zelda's heart sank as she stood before the king of evil, engulfed in a maelstrom of powerlessness, despair, and sadness. Having lived a sheltered life, shielded from the harsh realities of the world, she felt a surge of rage, resentment, and terror in the face of her uselessness and the presence of the Gerudo king who had torn apart everything she held dear. As Ganondorf's gaze bore down upon her, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the enormity of her situation, a sense of hopelessness threatening to consume her. In the face of such devastation, she found herself paralyzed by fear, unable to muster even a shred of defiance against the one who had wrought such destruction upon her kingdom.
the Gerudo monarch nodded his head in approval, and his sinister grin grew wider as he continued speaking:"That was an excellent job, Princess. You have performed admirably as a loyal servant, and you have pleased me. Now, I shall present you with my next task."
"What is it?" Zelda's voice quivered as she forced the words out, a sense of dread gnawing at her insides as she braced herself for what horrors Ganondorf might unleash next.
Ganondorf looked at her for a moment longer, as if trying to decide where to take this, then he spoke softly.
"I shall give you a chance to make a choice, Princess. You can choose to remain here and serve me, by becoming my loyal servant...or I can banish you out of your kingdom and let you roam free with a catch. If you choose to come back, however, you and your beloved kingdom will suffer a terrible fate. Both of you will be destroyed completely and irrevocably. You and you kingdom shall be no more..."
Zelda's heart sank as Ganondorf's words echoed in her mind, each syllable heavy with the weight of her people's future. The taste of bitter despair coated her tongue, mingling with the metallic tang of dread that filled the air. She could feel the weight of sorrow pressing down on her shoulders, like a physical burden that threatened to crush her beneath its weight.
The sight of Hyrule's once-vibrant lands reduced to desolation and chaos brought tears to her eyes, blurring her vision with a haze of anguish. The scent of decay and ruin hung heavy in the air, assaulting her senses with its acrid stench.
Her body trembled with grief as she contemplated the dire choices before her, her skin prickling with the cold touch of impending doom. The sound of distant cries and the echoes of destruction reverberated in her ears, a haunting symphony of loss and suffering that pierced her soul.
With a heavy sigh, she finally spoke, her voice laced with resignation and sorrow. "I will do as you ask, Ganondorf," Zelda's words hung in the air, a bitter pill to swallow. "I will remain here and serve you, if it means sparing my kingdom from destruction."
Ganondorf looked at her with a twisted, sadistic smile on his nodded his head and replied."Very well, Princess. You have chosen to remain. Now, I have a question for you. Are you ready to answer it?"
"Yes" The Hylian princess answered numbly.
The evil king's eyes flickered as he smiled cruelly, his voice becoming softer in tone as he asked the next question. He was almost teasing her at this point, knowing she was in a weakened state uttely at his mercy.
"Tell me, Princess, what is your favorite flower?"
Zelda's heart sank further at Ganondorf's cruel smile, his mocking tone cutting through her already shattered resolve. She felt a surge of anger and frustration rising within her, but she suppressed it, knowing she was utterly at his mercy.
For a moment, she considered remaining silent, refusing to dignify his question with a response. But then she remembered her people, the ones whose lives hung in the balance, and she knew she had to play along, no matter how much it pained her.
With a heavy heart, she forced herself to answer, her voice barely above a whisper. "Orchid," she said, her words carrying a weight of sorrow and resignation. "My favorite flower is the orchid, they were my mother's favourite as well."
Ganondorf's eyes light up with a genuine sense of pleasure and satisfaction at her answer.
"Orchids...Yes, I am quite fond of orchids as well. Your mother is a wise woman, Princess. Now that I know this information about you, I have a small task that I would like you to do..."
"you will give me flowers if I complete my task?" she snorted sarcastically.
Ganondorf's smile grew wide and twisted with amusement as he heard her sarcastic comment.
"If you complete my task successfully, I shall indeed give you some rare orchids. These are no ordinary flowers, Princess. They are very special and very rare orchids that I have kept in my personal garden. You will be the first person to see these flowers, and I promise you will enjoy them. So, now I shall give you the task."
the princess glared daggers at him, her voice coloured with anger and frustration: "fine what is that task?"
Ganondorf chuckled to himself as he saw the princess' angry response, his voice taking a more sinister and cruel tone as he addressed her again: "Very well, Princess. Your task is simple: I want you to remove all of the clothes that you are currently wearing and stand completely naked before me. If you do, you will be rewarded with the rare flowers. However, if you refuse, then the consequences will be severe..."
Zelda's heart raced with a mixture of disgust and fury at Ganondorf's vile command. Every fiber of her being rebelled against the idea of debasing herself in such a manner, but she knew that defiance would only invite further punishment upon her kingdom.
With trembling hands, she began to unfasten her clothing, each movement slow and deliberate, as if she could somehow stall the inevitable. The fabric fell away from her body in agonizing slowness, leaving her exposed and vulnerable before the Gerudo king's leering gaze.
Her cheeks burned with shame and humiliation, but she refused to meet Ganondorf's eyes, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing her broken. And yet, with each passing moment, she felt a piece of her soul wither away, consumed by the darkness that threatened to engulf her.
Finally, she stood before him, naked and defenseless, her heart heavy with the weight of her sacrifice.
Ganondorf watches her with an evil, twisted expression, enjoying himself as he sees how slowly and reluctantly the princess complied with his demands. He smiled with perverse glee as he spoke to her when she was wearing nothing but her dignity and pride.
"An excellent job, Princess. You have removed your clothing and you now stand naked before me. The rare flowers are yours. I shall give them to you as a reward for taking this task seriously and for submitting to my will. However, there is one last aspect of the task that must be completed..."
Overwhelmed by shame and frustration, the Hylian woman desperately hid her breasts and most vulnerable place with her hand as she wondered what kind of horror would he subject her to next.
Ganondorf's voice became more cruel and twisted as he saw how ashamed and reluctant she was to show her body to him. He recliened back in his throne as he spoke again:
"It seems that you are still feeling a little too much hesitation and shame, Princess. I must ensure that you have no more reservations and that you are fully broken and completely submissive to me. Now, to finish this task, I have one last request for you..."
As the Gerudo monarch's voice twisted into a cruel mockery of compassion, Zelda's heart sank even further. The shame and reluctance she felt were palpable, a heavy weight pressing down upon her as she stood exposed before him.
She watched in dread as the evil king reclined back in his throne, his malevolent gaze fixed upon her with unnerving intensity. Every instinct screamed at her to resist, to defy him with every fiber of her being. But she knew that to do so would only invite further torment upon herself and her people.
With a trembling voice, she whispered, "What... what is your last request?"
Her words hung in the air, a silent plea for mercy that she knew would fall upon deaf ears. And as Ganondorf's sinister smile widened, she braced herself for whatever horrors he had in store, steeling herself for the next inevitable blow to her already shattered spirit.
Ganondorf continued to watch her with a twisted, cruel smile. He leaned forward in his seat, his voice becoming even more menacing and cruel: "There is one more thing that I want from you, Princess... You must submit your entire body to me, not just your mind and spirit. Is that clear?"
Zelda's heart pounded with dread as she heard Ganondorf's chilling words. Every fiber of her being recoiled at the thought of surrendering herself completely to his twisted desires. But she knew that resistance was futile, and her only hope lay in complying with his demands.
With a heavy heart and a trembling voice, she whispered, "Yes."
Ganondorf's cruel smile widened at her response, a silent victory in his relentless quest to break her spirit. And as he watched her with a predatory gaze, Zelda felt a wave of despair wash over her, knowing that she had surrendered not only her body but also her dignity and her freedom to the Gerudo king's insatiable hunger for power.
Ganondorf's voice became softer and more soothing as he saw how much more submissive the Hylian lady had become: "And now, I shall give you your reward, which are the rare flowers that I have kept for so long in my garden. Now, close your eyes and think of nothing but being my faithful servant and loyal subject. Prepare yourself to take the last task..."
A chill ran down Zelda's spine, realizing the extent to which she had been manipulated and broken. She felt a sense of defeat wash over her, a crushing weight that threatened to consume her completely.
With a heavy heart and a hollow sense of resignation, she knew that there was no more fight left in her. The spark of defiance that had once burned brightly within her had been extinguished, leaving behind only a hollow shell of the proud princess she had once been.
As she stood before Ganondorf, broken and defeated, she couldn't help but feel a sense of shame at her own weakness. But deep down, she knew that she had done everything she could to protect her people, even if it meant sacrificing her own dignity and freedom.
And as the evil king's cruel smile widened, she realized that she was truly at his mercy, with no hope of escape from the darkness that now enveloped her completely.
Ganondorf then gently spoke to her, his voice almost becoming soothing and reassuring.
"Now, Princess...Close your eyes, and I shall give you the flowers. Close your eyes and be prepared to submit your body to me..."
Zelda's heart sank even further as Ganondorf's voice took on a sickeningly gentle tone, his words dripping with false reassurance. She felt a wave of revulsion wash over her at the thought of submitting herself further to his depraved desires.
With a heavy heart and a deep sense of resignation, she closed her eyes, steeling herself for what was to come. Every fiber of her being rebelled against the idea of surrendering to him, but she knew that she had no choice in the matter.
The princess felt a sense of utter despair wash over her, as she heard Ganondorf walking closer to her with heavy and menacing footsteps. She felt his presence move closer and closer, and as she clung tightly to the remnants of her shattered resolve, she braced herself for the inevitable violation of her body and soul. Every fiber of her being screamed at her to resist, to fight back against the darkness that threatened to consume her. But deep down, she knew that there was no escape from the tyrant who now held her fate in his hands. And as his shadow fell over her, engulfing her in darkness, she closed her eyes and surrendered to the cruel fate that awaited her.
Then, she felt the Gerudo king's hands wrap around her and remove the last bits of her modesty. He spoke again in a gentle and soothing voice, as if trying to comfort her.
"Relax now...Close your eyes and remain silent...let me do this for you. You trust me, and I will take good care of you. All you have to do is let me do as I please, and everything shall be fine. Do you understand?"
Zelda's heart sank even further at his words, the false reassurance of his tone sending shivers down her spine. She wanted to scream, to fight back against the violation of her body and soul, but she knew that resistance would only invite further pain and torment.
With a heavy heart and a deep sense of resignation, she nodded silently, her eyes tightly shut as tears streamed down her cheeks.
Ganondorf's mouth slowly and carefully traced the tears running down her face as he continues to speak comforting words to her. There was a sense of twisted passion and desire in his words: "That's good. You are doing well, Princess. Now, you shall receive your reward..."
With his magic, the king of evil made an orchid flower crown appear on her head. The Gerudo warlord smiled with pride and satisfaction as he stroked her head and gently put the flower crown on her head. He continued to speak comforting and reassuring words to her, his voice dripping with twisted passion and desire: "You are a very good girl, Princess. You have done so well. Now, you may open your eyes, and you shall see what a good girl you have been..."
Reluctantly, Zelda obeyed, her heart heavy with despair as she gazed upon the twisted form of her reward. As she opened her eyes, she instantly saw what Ganondorf had done. His hands were now firmly wrapped around her, groping and caressing her body in a way that felt so wrong yet was so intoxicating and addictive. His eyes were filled with desire and lust, and she could feel his hot breath on her skin as he whispered comforting but perverted words.
Despite the revulsion and disgust churning in her stomach, Zelda felt a sickening sense of submission wash over her, her body responding to his touch against her will. She wanted to scream, to fight back against the violation of her body and soul, but she was paralyzed by fear and shame. His eyes were filled with desire and lust, and she could feel his breath on her as he whispered perverted comforting words to her ear. Biting her lower lip, the Hylian princess stifled a whimper as he continued touching her, his fingers trailing lower and lower on her body, his touch now becoming even more provocative and sensual.
She could feel her body trembling from his touch, and her breath grew heavier as she attempted to suppress the sounds of pleasure that were slowly spilling out of her lips. As he continued his ministrations, Ganondorf's voice grew softer, his words more soothing and enticing.
"Please, " the Hylian lady begged him, "no more."
Ganondorf's eyes narrowed as the desperate princess begged him to stop, but he remained firm, his hands continuously caressing her, his touch becoming more intense. He held her tightly, his voice growing softer and more seductive as he whispered comforting words to her. She could feel her own body trembling and her breathing becoming more and more erratic, her mind starting to be filled with thoughts of pleasure and submission.
The Gerudo leader's grip tightened around the Hylian woman, he leaned closer to her ear and whispered, his voice becoming even more sensual and intoxicating:"You need to relax and let your body accept this pleasure. You are such a tight and tense girl, but you must loosen up a little...Just relax and let your body melt...Relax and feel the sensation of my touch..."
The dark lord's breath felt like a searing gust of wind grazing across her skin, each exhale a tantalizing whisper that threatened to ensnare her in its seductive embrace. His voice, a beguiling melody, lured her in with promises of temporary reprieve from the harsh realities surrounding her, coaxing her to surrender to the intoxicating allure of his presence. Despite the grim and devastating reality that loomed over her, she found herself drawn deeper into his sweetly cruel hold, With each passing moment, she felt herself morphing into a coveted prize, a treasure desired by the dark lord for his own wicked whims. His fingers, possessive and relentless, roamed over her form with an insatiable hunger, claiming every inch of her being as his own, branding her with the mark of his dominance. Ganondorf continued to speak in a soft, inviting, and seductive way as his fingers ran over her body. Her breathing growing heavier and her voice becoming more muffled with each moan. He stared down at her with a vicious and intense gaze, his eyes burning with desire and lust as he whispered into her ear: "I want you... now... princess." His voice was heavy with mad lust and desire.
The dark lord's voice reverberated with an insatiable desire as he continued to whisper to her, each word dripping with an escalating urgency. His tone shifted, growing more aggressive with each passing moment as his desire consumed him entirely.
"I need you... I want you now... I need to take you... You drive me mad, Princess... I want to claim you... I want to have you... Now..."
Zelda could feel the weight of his longing pressing down upon her, his desire for her simmering just beneath the surface. She understood, in that moment, that he had been yearning for this for far too long, and now he was finally seizing her like a conquest for himself. His voice held a commanding presence, stripping away what little remained of her willpower as she teetered on the brink of surrender.
As he knelt before her, his head drawing closer to the sensitive place between her legs, Zelda's heart clenched with a mixture of dread and despair. She begged him to stop, her voice trembling with fear and desperation, but it emerged as nothing more than a meek and low groan.
Ganondorf continued to murmur words of comfort and encouragement, his breath hot against her skin as he approached her most vulnerable place with a sinister intent. With one of her legs lifted over his shoulder, Zelda's body tensed, torn between the conflicting sensations of pleasure and guilt that coursed through her.
The wrongness of the situation hung heavy in the air, a suffocating reminder of the depths to which she had fallen. And as Ganondorf's mouth drew closer, his moans of twisted pleasure echoing in her ears, Zelda felt a crushing wave of guilt, sorrow, and grief wash over her, threatening to drown her in a sea of despair.
Ganondorf's voice grew higher with pleasure as he continued to speak to her. His breath is hot and moist as it brushes against her lower lips, causing her to gasp and tremble. He continued to whisper sweetly, his voice dripping with sensuality and desire.
"Do not feel guilty, Princess. You must accept these sensations and give in to the pleasure. Let your body enjoy this feeling and let yourself be taken by it..."
The wrongness of the situation became evident to her as guilt and shame consumed her, yet the overwhelming pleasure proved too intoxicating to resist. Despite the guilt gnawing at her mind, the desire continued to swell within her, threatening to engulf her entirely. It shouldn't feel this good, she thought, but it did. The pleasure surged through her as Ganondorf's hot breath washed across her sensitive bud, causing her to quiver uncontrollably. And then, he closed the last inch or two of distance.
Zelda's lips parted in a gasp, her lungs desperate for air as she felt his tongue press at the base of her seam and draw deliberately upward, a long flat lick that ended with a soft press against her clit. With each touch, the Gerudo king elicited sensations she had never known, exploring every inch of her with a reverence that both terrified and thrilled her.
"Please—" she gasped, her voice barely a whisper.
Ganondorf's voice softened, his words a soothing balm to her frazzled nerves and broken soul as he continued to guide her through the depths of ecstasy. With each kiss and caress, he explored every inch of her most sensitive areas, teasing and tantalizing her with expert precision, his actions fueling the flames of desire that raged within her, seeming to uncover new depths of sensitivity within her, his tongue tracing every inch of her with a knowing precision that left her trembling. Zelda's moans grew louder, her body arching instinctively towards him as she chased the elusive peak of pleasure.
With her legs lifted over his shoulders, Ganondorf's kisses grew more fervent, his tongue exploring every inch of her with a relentless hunger. As he closed his lips around her sensitive bud and began to suck, Zelda's moans echoed through the chamber, her body writhing with unabashed pleasure, and as the pressure built to an unbearable crescendo, waves of ecstasy pulsed through her, each one more intense than the last, until finally, she could take no more. With a cry of release, she surrendered to the storm of sensation that engulfed her, her own body convulsed in the throes of climax, she could feel wetness gushing from within her, mingling with Ganondorf's ministrations as he continued to tease and torment her with punishing force. As she lay spent and breathless in his arms, Ganondorf's lips curled into a satisfied smirk, his eyes burning with triumph as he savored the taste of her pleasure.
Ganondorf's stood up, his hands were still wrapped tightly around her, holding her firmly against him. He kissed her intensely and vigorously, his tongue pushing in and moving around and inside her mouth. He broke the kiss and looked directly at her, his voice still comforting but with a hint of desire.
"You did so well, Princess...You were such a good girl for me...And now you deserve a reward. I know you would like that, wouldn't you, my little princess?"
Zelda's heart raced at his words, her body still trembling from the intensity of their encounter. Despite the lingering sense of guilt and shame that clouded her mind, she found herself unable to resist the allure of his promises, the promise of pleasure and reward beckoning to her like a siren's call. With a hesitant nod, she whispered her assent, her voice barely above a whisper.
The Gerudo monarch smiled warmly with satisfaction, his eyes gleaming with anticipation as he beheld the Princess before him. "I knew you would, Princess. Now, your reward is mine to give, and trust me, it will be one that you'll remember for years. I promise you, that..."
"What is it?" the princess asked, her voice tinged with apprehension, her head still clouded and spinning from the overwhelming sensations.
Ganondorf's smirk widened as he spoke softly, his words dripping with an unsettling charm and amusement as he noted the effect he had on her: "I believe I will tell you later, and I will make sure that my reward for you is one that will be truly memorable. Until then, however, you will need to continue to obey my every word, and I may touch and explore your body in another way now..."
The Hylian lady looked at him emotionless, feeling numb from all the sensations she had experienced before. She shuddered as his hands trailed down the curve of her spine, his attire swiftly removed with a snap of his fingers. He lifted her up onto his arousal and let her set the pace, guiding her movements as she sank back down. She tried to hold tight, burying the blunt edges of her nails into his shoulders as she rolled her hips against his, uncertain and set his hands on her hips again, pressing his fingers there to help her find the rhythm. Lost in the fog of her heady desire, Zelda could feel the flick of his tongue over her nipple, the sensation sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. As he caught it between his teeth, sucking and slightly tugging at it, she couldn't stop gasping and moaning desperately, her breathing growing quicker, sobbing, the sensation bleeding under her skin becoming too much to bear.
The Gerudo leader kissed her again languorously as she rocked down again, swallowing up her desperate cries and moans until they must part to breathe. The ecstasy mixed with a slight feeling of guilt, building higher and higher like a bowstring pulled taut until it crashed down again. The Hylian princess buckled under its weight, her cries muffled against the thump of his heart in his throat as she slumped in his arms, spent but satisfied. Ganondorf groaned, his thrusts growing more urgent as he found release within her, their bodies entwined in a moment of raw, primal passion.
Ganondorf's voice swelled with pride and satisfaction as he beheld the royal lady, utterly spent, a hazy blissful expression adorning her face. Leaning down, he whispered softly into her ear, his words dripping with promise and desire. "You are such a good girl. Rarely do I find one so eager and willing to please. I will ensure you receive the reward you deserve... And I promise, you will love it."
Thoughts of duty, honor, guilt, and betrayal were but distant whispers in the darkest recesses of the vessel of wisdom's mind. Her body was enveloped in sensations of relaxation and comfort as the Gerudo king continued to speak gently, reassuring her with every word.
"Shh, don't worry. Your reward will bring you joy and satisfaction. Trust me, and I will take care of everything," he murmured, his voice a soothing balm to her tired soul.
"What's the reward?" Zelda panted, still feeling the echo of her release reverberating within her.
The dark lord paused for a moment, contemplating how to answer her. Leaning in closer, he whispered in her ear, his voice laced with desire and lust, "The reward for my good girl is something I can't tell you about just yet. You know why? Because that would spoil the surprise. Just trust me and let me handle everything... I know how to take care of my little princess... I know what she needs... And you just need to be obedient and do as you're told."
Feeling a slight bit of shame and confusion, the princess averted her gaze, too tired to dwell on her emotions. She knew she had time to hate herself tomorrow. After the events of the day, she felt like she had betrayed Hyrule and Link, her only best friend and love of her life. Without consciously thinking about it, she drifted into a deep slumber in the arms of her captor, crushed by the myriad of emotions that assaulted her.
the Gerudo leader chuckled softly as the heiress to the Hylian throne fell asleep in his arms, her golden curls cascading around her. Cradling her gently, he brushed her hair with his hands and smiled softly, a small hint of affection and tenderness in his eyes.
In a swift motion, Ganondorf teleported Zelda and himself to the master bedroom within Hyrule Castle, the princess still asleep in his arms. The room was filled with luxurious furniture and fine decorations, giving it a regal and elegant atmosphere. Gently laying her down, Ganondorf climbed into bed, along her side, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close.
Basking in the quiet feeling of twisted delight and satisfaction, he reveled in the knowledge that he had claimed both Hyrule and the princess as his own. With thoughts of the future swirling in his mind, he drifted off to sleep, dreaming of the wonderful things that would come to pass on the morrow. He had big plans for his princess.