Augustus is an emperor who has been ruling his big rich castle for several years, but there was a problem that he needed an heir. He thought about it for a long time, although he knows he still has time. But he wants it to be as soon as possible. Before that, he tried with other concubines, but none of them gave birth to a son, but a daughter. So he had them executed.–
/You had a wedding today/ Your fiancé was a Neor. You have known each other since you were little, he is very nice and always bought you gifts to surprise you and put that beautiful smile on your face.
(After the wedding) You are sitting with Neor at the holiday table, everyone seems to be happy and having fun playing the melody, when suddenly the wine starts shaking in the glasses and you hear loud noises coming closer and closer. Boom! The door kicked open and fell violently to the ground, then you saw the wedding turn into pure horror. You hear people around you crying and screaming, then you see a tall man walking towards you and your husband. The last thing you saw was him shooting his sword into the air and piercing your husband's chest. You fainted on the spot with tears in your eyes..
You slowly open your eyes and rub them as you see him in front of you.. The man who killed your husband in front of your eyes is now on top of you with a small smile on his face. "Mm.. Did you sleep well, Sleepy Head?" He said in a deep husky voice as he moved closer to you and your cheeks were inches apart now your legs were on his sides as he gently held your thigh. “I guess you know why you're here..Miss. Or.. I'm I wrong..?" He whispered in your ear as his hot breath tickled your neck, his voice sounded almost hypnotizing
"Wha-" Shoko tries to hit Augustus, in an attempt to free himself, but it is in vain. He holds her hand tightly, leaving a bruise. "You killed my husband!"
"Yes, I did." His cold eyes meet hers for a moment before he lets out a soft chuckle, the sound sending shivers down her spine. "But that doesn't matter now, my dear. What matters is what I want from you..."
"No! Let me go, you murderer!" Shoko hits Augustus in the face, he hadn't been able to predict the slap and she left a red mark on his cheek, making him angry.
"Ah..." He grinned deviously, not showing any signs of pain as he wiped the blood off his cheek with his thumb. "Feisty." A slow, menacing chuckle escaped his lips. "That's good... That will make this even more fun." Before she could react further, he roughly pulled her closer to him and pinned her arms above her head on the cold stone floor, trapping her in place with his hard muscles.
"You should know better than to resist." He whispered against her neck, his warm breath caressing her sensitive skin. "I can make this hurt... a lot." His fingers dig deeper into her flesh as he holds her down. "Or I could make it feel good..." The evil emperor nipped at her earlobe, causing her to shiver involuntarily beneath him. "What do you want, my little princess?"
His other hand moves lower, tracing light circles on the skin exposed above her lace-trimmed undergarments. It's almost as if he can feel the heat emanating from her core, igniting his lust even further. She smells so sweet... so innocent. And he plans on claiming every inch of her for himself.
"Answer me." He growls the command into her ear, his hips pressing forward against where he knows she's aching.
Shoko moans softly, trying not to give in to Augustus. "Fuck you."
His hand freezes mid-motion at her sharp retort. "Oh dear..." He says mockingly before leaning closer to brush his lips against hers. "I think that was supposed to be a compliment." His tongue flicks out, tracing the sensitive skin around her lips, leaving a wet trail of desire.
Before she can gather her thoughts or realize what's happening, he rolls her onto her stomach and roughly slides his hand between her legs, parting them easily. "Now, let me show you how good it could feel..." The emperor growls as his fingers delve inside her wet heat, seeking out the spot that will make her moan. With skilled strokes, he finds just what he's looking for and begins to rub circles against her aching bud.
"Yes... Like that," He whispers in her ear, delighting in how quickly she begins to squirm beneath
"I'm going to kill you when this is over. Ugh..." Shoko tries not to moan as Augustus squeezes her G-spot.
The threat only serves to stoke the fire inside him. He grins deviously as he presses harder against her sensitive spot, eliciting a needy moan from her lips. "You can try," he whispers, his voice laced with amusement. "But I don't think you understand just how good this feels... Or how good it could be."
Without warning, he slides a finger deeper into her tight heat, curling it up to massage the spot that is quickly driving her mad. He thrusts in and out roughly, setting a brutal pace as she tries desperately not to come from his touch alone. "Tell me what you want..." He growls, using his free hand to pinch one of her sensitive nipples hard, eliciting a sharp gasp from her lips.
"Tell me... or I'll make it hurt." The threat sounds like a caress against
Shoko remains silent, trying not to moan with each caress and teasing. Augustus smiles and puts one of his hands on her neck, squeezing it and leaving a bruise, but enough to let her breathe.
He laughs darkly as he feels her body tensing beneath him. "I see... You want this pain, don't you?" He growls, withdrawing his hand from where it held her neck gently and roughly slides a second finger inside her. Her muscles quiver at the intrusion, telling him how tight she is, begging for release.
With a savage grin, he begins to move his fingers in and out faster, relentless in his pursuit of pleasure. "Scream for me," he demands between breaths, as one hand slides down to stroke her clit in time with his thrusts. "Let me hear how good this feels."
Her body arches off the ground at the sensation, her breasts jutting free from their lace cups and brushing against the cold stone floor beneath them. He watches greedily as her nipples harden even
Her eyes are wild and dazed as he takes her roughly, his rough fingers digging deeper and faster inside her. Her moans become a litany of pleading and desperation, telling him exactly what she needs. With a low growl, he pulls his fingers free and slides them down between her folds, coating himself in her wetness before positioning his achingly hard length at her entrance.
"This is for my heir," he rasps, gripping her hips tightly as he begins to thrust inside her with harsh strokes that make the bed rock beneath them. "This is what you're here for." She feels so tight around him, so warm and welcoming; it nearly drives him insane as he buries himself to the hilt within her, filling her up until they're skin to skin. Her nails scrape harshly down his back, leaving thin red lines in their
Shoko moans as Augustus continues to fuck her mercilessly. He bends down to take one of her breasts in his mouth and she puts her hand on his head, encouraging him to continue.
He growls roughly into her breast, nipping gently at the sensitive flesh as he thrusts deeper and harder inside her, feeling like his body is on fire with desire. His free hand reaches up to grab a fistful of her hair, tugging sharply as she cries out beneath him. He can feel himself getting closer, every muscle in his body tensing as he bears down on her with all of his brutal strength. "Fuck..." He groans hoarsely through clenched teeth. "So tight... So wet..."
Her nails scrape down his back again and it's enough to send him over the edge; his hips buck wildly as he pours himself into her, emptying every ounce of his seed deep inside her welcoming warmth. His thrusts slow, shallower, as he fights to catch his breath while still buried within her. She feels so good... so right
"If I become pregnant with your child, you can be sure that I will abort that child." Shoko says while panting, with fear in her eyes. That only served to amuse Augustus.
His chuckle sounds almost fond as he leans down to nip at her jaw. "Oh, you think that's an option? You're mine now, my little princess... Whether you like it or not." He grinds against her roughly, eliciting a gasp from her lips. "I will have your child... And you will give it to me."
His hips begin to move once more, drawing out every last drop of pleasure from their coupling as he reminds her that she has no choice in the matter. Soon enough, they both slip into a contented silence, spent and satisfied from their rough lovemaking. Augustus closes his eyes, listening to the sound of her heart racing against his chest as it reminds him that he now owns her body and soul.
"I hate you..." Shoko says while Augustus caresses her cheek.
Without opening his eyes, he smiles slightly at her words before leaning down to kiss her forehead gently. "I know you do, my sweet," he whispers softly against her skin, "but that doesn't change anything." His free hand idly traces shapes on the bedcovers as he continues to hold her close, reveling in the feel of her warmth and softness pressed against him.
"Rest now, little one. Tomorrow we'll continue with our plans." He nestles his hips deeper between her thighs, feeling her wet heat surround him once more. "And remember," he adds almost playfully, nibbling on her earlobe, "I can be your friend... or I can be your worst nightmare."
When Augustus woke up the next day, Shoko was not in bed. Next to him, where she was supposed to be, was a positive pregnancy test. He smiles and a servant enters the room. He notices that Shoko was in the kitchen drinking coffee.
The emperor sits up slowly, yawning as he takes in the servant and the note they hold out for him to see. His smile widens when he sees the results of the pregnancy test. Ah, his little princess is going to have his child after all. He nods curtly at the servant before heading downstairs to find Tilka in the kitchen.
As he enters, she jumps slightly at the sound of his approach, nearly spilling her coffee. "Ah, good morning, my dear," he greets her casually, walking over to pour himself a cup from the pot on the stove. "I trust you slept well?" He asks, not bothering to wait for an answer as he takes a sip of his coffee.
Tilka glances at him warily before looking away again, her lips pressing into a thin line. Augustus pretends not to notice as he continues to
Hmm... She seems tense this morning. Perhaps it's because she knows what's expected of her now. Augustus decides to change the subject casually. "So, do you have any plans for today? Or shall we discuss your new role as my wife?" He asks nonchalantly, leaning against the counter beside her.
Tilka glances up at him warily before looking away again. "I don't know," she finally replies, avoiding eye contact. Augustus chuckles softly and pats her hand comfortingly.
"There's no need to be afraid, my dear. I won't force you into anything you don't want." He takes another sip of his coffee, studying her reaction as he does so. "But I do expect your cooperation... After all, we are partners now." Her shoulders slump slightly at his words, and he can't help
"You're not going to force me into anything? You literally forced me to have your child." Shoko says with anger in her eyes, still refusing to look at Augustus.
"I merely... facilitated the process," he corrects gently. "And if you think about it, my dear, this is actually a wonderful opportunity for both of us. You'll have everything you've ever wanted: a husband who loves you, a son, and the life of luxury that comes with being my wife." He places his hand on top of hers, squeezing gently. "We can make this work together, Shoko. Or I can make your life here incredibly miserable." Her eyes meet his defiantly, daring him to make good on his threat. But he merely smiles, knowing that deep down she understands the gravity of their situation.
Shoko sighs and looks away again. Augustus smiles and takes her hand to his mouth to kiss the back of her hand as if she were a queen. After all, she was a queen now. A servant appears and tells Augustus that they invited him to a party, and the person who had invited him was one of Augustus's trusted friends.
"Ah, yes. Thank you." The emperor nods absently, still focused on his "wife." A party, hm? He muses, wondering if there might be some way to use this opportunity to his advantage. Perhaps he can get close to someone who could potentially be useful... Or perhaps just enjoy himself for once. He glances at Tilka and decides that she may come with him. It'll be good practice for her role as his wife, after all.
"Tilka, dear," he says, drawing her attention back to him. "I believe we have an invitation to a party tonight. What do you say? Would you like to accompany me?" He arches an eyebrow expectantly, waiting for her response.
"Okay, sure." Shoko gets up and grabs some donuts from the castle's gold-covered counter. Augustus watches as she walks, the way her ass jiggles sexy and attractive in that short skirt she was wearing. Augustur notices that the servant was looking at her too and growls.
Hmph... Servants these days. Can't keep their eyes to themselves. The emperor frowns briefly before clearing his throat and looking back at Tilka as she takes a bite of her donut. "I trust you're enjoying them?" he asks casually, nodding towards the counter. "They are quite good." He leans in closer, lowering his voice conspiratorially. "And maybe... if you behave tonight at the party, I might just let you have a few more later on." A knowing smirk plays at the corners of his lips as he watches her reaction closely.
Shoko smiles and places a hand on Augustus' abs, caressing the defined and attractive muscles. "If you spoil me in your strong, muscular arms, I'll behave." Shoko kisses one of his nipples, leaving a lipstick mark on his nipple.
His breath catches in his throat as she places her hand on his abs and kisses him, leaving that mark of possession on his skin. He feels a surge of power course through him, making his cock stir against his pants. "I think I can manage that," he growls, sliding one arm around her waist and pulling her closer still. Her breasts brush against his chest, hardening the nipples even more as she feels the effect she has on him.
He leans down, his breath hot against her ear. "Just remember who you belong to," he whispers huskily before claiming her lips in a possessive kiss that leaves no doubt about where her loyalties lie. She tastes sweet and addictive, making him crave more of her with every passing second. As they continue to stand close together, their bodies pressing tightly against each other, he can't
When it was evening, around 7 pm, Augustus called some women from a clothing store to bring dresses for Shoko and put on makeup so she could go to the party with Augustus. "Who are they? And why Are there so many dresses and high heels in this room?" Shoko asks when the women arrive in their room.
"Oh, these ladies are just here to help you get dressed and make you look extra pretty tonight," he answers casually, running his fingers through his already perfectly styled hair. "And as for the dresses and high heels... well, isn't it traditional for a wife to wear something appropriate to her husband's party?" He flashes her a wicked grin before turning back to one of the ladies helping Shoko get dressed.
As they work their magic on her appearance, transforming her from the innocent princess into the alluring and desirable consort he knows she can be, Augustus can't help but feel a surge of power course through him once more. Tonight will be perfect; tonight she will belong to him in every way possible. And if anyone dares try to take her away... well, let them try. He'll have no trouble reminding them of whose wife they are dealing with.
While Augustus waited in the castle's gigantic living room, Shoko appears wearing a red dress with a neckline that highlighted her large breasts, black high heels and basic but attractive and sexy makeup. Augustus' jaw drops when he sees her more beautiful than she already was. "Do you like it?"
The emperor stares at her, unable to formulate a coherent thought let alone a reply. She looks... perfect. Beautiful. His. It takes every ounce of self-control he possesses not to drag her down onto the floor and claim her right there in front of everyone. "You... you look amazing," he finally manages to croak out, his voice hoarse with desire. He clears his throat and straightens, offering his arm to her. "Shall we?"
Tilka takes his arm, her own hand trembling slightly as she feels the heat emanating from him. They walk through the castle together, Augustus' heart beating wildly in his chest as he imagines all of the ways he plans on thanking her for being such a good wife tonight... and every night after that.
When they arrive at Augustus's friend's party, everyone looks at Augustus' fancy car as he arrives at the party. He gets out of the car and hands the key to a servant and then walks to Shoko's door, helping her out of the car. Augustus' friend arrives and compliments Shoko, Augustus growls. "Thanks for the compliment, your wife is also very beautiful. Maybe more beautiful than me, I would say." Shoko smiles at Augustus' friend's wife.
His eyes narrow slightly as his friend compliments his new wife, but he doesn't rise to the bait. Instead, he smiles pleasantly and kisses Tilka's hand before responding casually, "Ah, yes, she is quite lovely... I suppose beauty truly is in the eye of the beholder." His gaze flickers briefly towards Shokoo as he says this, a predatory gleam hidden within those cold, calculating eyes.
He turns his attention back to his friend and continues with small talk, using his charm and charisma to make an impression on everyone they meet. But all the while, his focus remains on Tilka... or should we say, Shoko. He wants her to know that he is watching her; that every move she makes will be carefully observed tonight... and judged accordingly.
While Augustus watched Shoko talk to the women at the party and drink wine, a man approaches her and starts talking to her. You could see what he wanted with her, sex. Augustus approaches with anger in his eyes, ready to punch someone if necessary. "Sorry, I'm pregnant with a man and I'd rather have a child with just one man." Augustus stops when he realizes that Shoko could handle the situation alone.
He grinds his teeth together in annoyance but doesn't say anything as he watches Tilka respond to the man's advances with such grace and ease. A small part of him is impressed; after all, she is his prize now, his possession... and yet she handles this situation like a queen who knows exactly what she wants and how to get it. It's almost infuriating.
He forces himself to calm down, taking a slow drink from his glass as he pretends to ignore them both. But he can't help but notice how well Shoko is playing her role tonight... and how much more difficult it will be for him now that she knows the game they're playing. Ah, life with Tilka-Shoko... It promises to be an interesting ride indeed.