Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24493 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24493 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
“I see you’ve met Mizhir and Rizza, as well as Mikael,” he drawls. “Welcome to our world, Alice. Or Ali, I believe you call yourself.”
I sputter even as my cheeks go red, forming a blush that continues down to my breasts.
“How do you know who I am? And what am I doing here? You had me poisoned!”
The prince chuckles deep in his chest.
“We did no such thing. Mikael slipped an anesthetic into your drink, to be sure. But you’re neither dead nor sick. You were just knocked out for a bit. The better to help us maneuver you here.”
I stare at him.
“But where is here? And what do you want with me?”
The man is totally unperturbed as he takes me in with that blue gaze.
“The here doesn’t matter, at least not at this moment. The “what” is much more important, however. I’d like you to be trained,” he says in a simple voice. “By my servants, Mizhir and Rizza. You’ve already intuited their purpose, much the way a sensual woman would. Get the lube,” he commands.
That’s when my senses blaze because this can’t be happening. Every rumor I’ve heard about this prince is turning out to be true.
“You can’t be serious,” I whisper, watching as Rizza fumbles in a nearby bag before reappearing with a huge bottle of clear liquid. Then, Mizhir cranks a winch against the wall, and my arms are loosened somewhat. I’m still standing upright, but the ache in my shoulders subsides a bit.
“Oh, I’m serious,” the prince rasps from the darkness. “Now let’s get started. Prep her, and then take her.”
Rizza strides towards me, and I instinctively shy away.
“What?” I gasp. “No, this can’t be happening.”
“Oh, it’s happening alright,” the muscular man growls. “You heard what the prince said. Mizhir and I will be training your cunt and ass, honey. Putting them to the test, so to say.”
I open my mouth to protest but my words are cut off because at that moment, Rizza lowers his dark head and begins to suckle at one big breast. To my shame, my nipples are already achy and stiff, and my head falls back as my eyes close.
“Ooooh,” I moan. “Mmm!”
“What a slut,” Mizhir groans from my other side. “I knew she’d want it.”
Then, he begins suckling from my other breast and I look down at the hedonistic picture. Holy fuck. I have two men laving my nipples, their dark heads bent as hot jolts of sensation go straight from the hard tips to my cunt. My pussy moistens, already beginning to drip, as I mewl and writhe against the chains.
“You can’t do this!” I cry. “Oh my god, this is insane!”
“It is insane,” Rizza rasps, releasing one stiff nipple from his mouth with an audible popping sound. “But this is only the beginning, sweetheart. We haven’t gotten to the real depravity yet.”
Then, he kneels before me, taking to his knees on the cool stone surface. His loincloth flutters upwards for a moment and I gasp, seeing the enormous member underneath. Oh my god. I can’t do this. I can’t, I can’t, I can’t, and yet my womanhood begins gushing with desire upon the sight of that hard wood. But before I can say anything, his mouth fastens on my clit and I let out a wail of pleasure.
“Ooooh,” is my moan. “Oh yes.”
He backs off my swollen folds for a moment, looking up at me with a gleam in his black eyes. To my shame, his mouth and chin are already glistening from my nectar, and he leans forward to lick my clit again before grinning at me.
“You taste like sugar, sweetheart,” he rasps. Then he calls over his shoulder. “My prince. Your inspection?”
The tall man in the back rises to his feet and strides towards us. That’s when I see his features clearly, and goodness, but this man is handsome. He’s got a high forehead, as well as a Roman nose and a mouth so sensuous that it would look good on a woman. Not only that, but his blue eyes burn like fire as he takes in my curvy form.
“Show me,” the prince barks.
Rizza nods and gently trails his finger along my pussy folds. Then he takes two fingers and holds my lushness open, baring my stiff clit and tiny hole for the prince to see. The insides of my cunt are pink and glistening already, swollen with need and I cry out with shame as a drop of girl juice coagulates at my hole before slowly dripping down, creating a creamy trail.
“She’s beautiful,” he prince rasps, grasping my chin with one big hand. The gesture is masterful and dominant, and I stare into his gaze, my heart fluttering. “So fucking gorgeous. But we’re nowhere near done yet. Proceed.”
Rizza grunts his assent and kneels before me again, licking up that trail of female cream. Then he plunges his tongue into my pussy, fucking me with his mouth and I cry out again, breasts bobbling.