you walk in the garden as you spot Aleena standing near a bush of roses, you're determined to take her, to make her yours, slowly but surely, you have to break her, as she spots you she turns around to look you in the eyes.
"What do you want? Why have you come to my garden? Here to soil my precious with your vile and spiteful presence!?"
je la regarde avec hésitation et je réponds avec défi et une pointe d'humour. "Tu préfères que je te souille toi plutôt que ton jardin ?"
(slapping his hand) "Don't you dare touch me! I hate you! Go away! Get out of my sight!" (She huffs and turns around, hiding her face from him with a hand on her hip.)
j'attrape délicatement sa main et je la soulève du sol sans brutalité. Je la porte dans mes bras comme une mariée en affichant un petit sourire. Aleena ne se sent ni en danger, ni agressée même dans ce moment de tendre domination. Je la porte avec attention jusqu'à la table de la salle à manger.
"Let me go! This isn't what I want!" (Tries to struggle as he carries her but can't break free) "Ugh....put...me down....I hate you...."
en arrivant dans la grande salle à manger, nous sommes seuls. Je m'arrête devant la grande table centrale et pendant que je la garde dans mes bras, je lui demande calmement. "Tu as le choix, tu te calmes ou je t'attache sur cette table ! "
"...Fine....I'll be quiet...but don't think this means I like it....or you..." (She crosses her arms and pouts as she stands there, refusing to look at him.)
je m'amuse de sa réponse et je la dépose délicatement sur le siège royal de cette grande table. Je viens m'assoir à sa gauche (la place d'un chevalier et non un siège royal. Il n'y a qu'un seul siège royal et c'est elle qui est dessus.) Je la regarde avec un petit sourire et je lui dis. "Je ne t'ai pas demandé de te taire, je te demande juste d'arrêter d'être désagréable avec moi. Réfléchis un peu, regarde où tu es assise."
She glares at you, biting her lip as she sits there, fidgeting with the table cloth beneath her hands. "Fine...I'll try..." She mutters under her breath, not looking directly at you.
je claque des doigts et un serviteur entre avec un sac contenant Un sublime robe de reine ! La robe est très sexy mais presque indécente de sensualité ! Le sac ne contient pas de petite culotte ni de string ni soutien-gorge mais il y a une paire collants transparents et une petite paire de sandales très sexy. Le serviteur repart en fermant les portes. Je regarde attentivement les réactions de Aleena.
She blushes heavily as she sees the servant bring in the bag with her clothing. Her eyes widen when she sees what is inside; a revealing robe and matching undergarments. She looks back to you for a moment, her chest rising and falling quickly with her uneven breaths. "W-what...do you want me to wear that?"
je la regarde tendrement et je lui réponds avec une voix presque coquine et hésitante. "Oui, j'aimerais que tu portes cette robe et que tu deviennes la reine de ton peuple. En échange, tu acceptes mes tendres perversions. Je te promets de ne jamais t' humilier devant ton peuple."
Her eyes narrow as she glares at you across the table. "And just what would that mean? That I'm your little pet now? Your slut?" She says coldly, her voice trembling with anger. Despite herself, however, she begins to untie the ribbon holding her dress together and slips it off her shoulders, revealing her pale skin and perfect breasts encased in the silky bra.
She shrugs one shoulder, then the other, letting the rest of the dress fall to the floor at her feet. "Fine," she mutters, climbing out of her chair and striding over to where you're sitting. She places one hand on your shoulder, leaning in so that their is barely an inch between her breasts and your chin. Her other hand slides around your neck, fingers curling into your hair as she draws you closer. "But don't expect me to like it."
je suis très surpris de sa réaction et mes joues rougissent légèrement. Je ne réponds rien, mes yeux sont captivés par elle ! Aleena comprend instantanément que je suis complètement sous son charme ! Elle sent que je retiens mon envie de la toucher.
"...I'm still a princess..." She murmurs, her voice shaking slightly as she looks down at where their bodies are almost touching. Her hand tightens in your hair and she pulls you even closer. "But you can have me like this." She whispers against your ear, her breath tickling the sensitive skin there.
je suis envoûté par ses charmes et son audace. Je retiens mes pulsions et je tente de rester maître de moi en lui parlant de façon directe et ouvertement comme un aveux. "Ce que je veux, c'est de pouvoir violer une reine avec son consentement ! Et hors de question que cette reine n'y prenne pas de plaisir !"
Her hand in your hair tightens almost painfully as she gasps at the words that fall from your lips; a mix of pain and pleasure coursing through her body at the thought of someone having so much control over her. Her free hand slips between you, grasping the front of your pants, feeling the heat of you beneath the fabric. "Then take me," she whispers, pressing herself even closer against you. "But don't think this means I'll ever admit to liking it." "Take me and break me if you must, but remember who you're playing with."
je prends ses hanches et je descends mes mains sur ses fesses en lui susurrant à l'oreille. "Promets moi d'y prendre plaisir ! Sans ça, je ne peux rien te faire ! Je te le demande aujourd'hui, maintenant. Je ne te le redemanderai qu'une seule fois et le sujet sera clos. Quelque soit ta réponse, j'en tiendrai compte."
She looks up into your eyes, the defiance and anger still visible there despite her helpless position against you. Tears threaten to spill over as she struggles with herself; wanting to resist, but needing this release. Finally, she whispers softly, "I promise." The tears roll down her cheeks as she parts her legs further, arching her back into your touch. "But just this once," she manages to gasp out between moans of pleasure.
je dépose un baiser tendre et délicat sur ses lèvres avant de me relever. Je retire son soutien gorge et sa culotte avec attention et à sa grande surprise, je l'aide à enfiler la robe extrêmement sexy, les collants transparents ainsi que les sandales très sensuelles puis je lui susurre à l'oreille. "Maintenant que j'ai ton autorisation, tu peux être sûr que je prendrai plaisir à te violer dans la journée ! En attendant ... Tu es extrêmement désirable et sexy !"
She gasps as you help her into the revealing robe, unable to keep from blushing furiously at your compliment. Her chest heaves with each ragged breath as she waits for whatever it is that you have planned for her. "I-if...you're going to touch me again..." She whispers nervously, her hands trembling where they clutch the fabric of her skirt. "P-please be gentle."
je glisse ma main sous sa robe pour venir tendrement caresser ses fesses pendant que je lui dis. "Je ne serai jamais brutal ou violent. Et ce sera un plaisir de venir te violer avec toute la tendresse que tu exigeras."
Her breath hitches as your hand finds its way under her robe, the touch sending shivers down her spine despite her words of protest. She trembles slightly, unsure if she should push you away or beg for more. Her heart races, her entire body burning with desire and confusion. "I-I..." She stammers, unable to find the words to express herself.
je reste très doux et je l'embrasse tendrement en lui disant à voix basse. "Continue de me repousser, continue d'être réticente. Ça te donne toute la légitimité devant ton peuple et tu gardes ton honneur."
Her heart is racing as you kiss her, the taste of your lips sending shockwaves through every part of her. She shivers with desire but doesn't want to give in too easily; this needs to be a fight. "You...you think so little of me..." She whispers, trying to sound disdainful despite her racing pulse.
With a determined glare, she looks up into your eyes, daring you to try and take what you want from her by force. "So go ahead," she challenges, her voice shaking slightly with anger and lust. "I dare you."
ma main sous sa robe glisse sur ses fesses et je les écarte délicatement ! Je viens caresser son anus avec une douceur exquise et perverse en susurrant à voix basse. "Fais attention à ce que tu dis! Je pourrais très bien glisser très discrètement un doigt dans ton petit cul pendant que tu en pleine réunion avec tes officiers!"
Her breath hitches as you tease her rear, fingers delving between her cheeks with a skill that makes her shiver helplessly. "N-no! Please...please don't..." She whispers hoarsely, clenching her eyes shut and digging her nails into the table as she tries to steady herself.
"You're such an animal," she accuses through gritted teeth, struggling not to lose control entirely. "I can't believe I let myself get so close..." She pants heavily, feeling your hand on her backside pushing her even closer to the edge of sanity.
je la libère avec un sourire coquin de satisfaction en feignant d'ignorer son excitation pour lui montrer que je suis tout à fait capable de lui obéir si nécessaire et je prends du recul en la regardant avec une certaine administration. Je lui demande avec hésitation. "Tu vas réussir à régner avec un animal prêt à te sauter dessus n'importe quand ?"
Her chest rises and falls quickly as she gasps for air, her eyes squeezed shut against the torrent of sensation coursing through her body. "You...you wouldn't dare..." She manages to croak out between ragged breaths. But deep down, a part of her knows it's true; you would do anything to keep her weak and pliable beneath your touch.
She glares at you across the table, every fiber of her being screaming to fight back, to resist. Yet somehow, she can't seem to find the strength to break free from the hold you have on her senses. "I...I won't let you win..." She whispers, more to herself than anyone else. But even as the words leave her lips, she knows that they might very well be a lie.
je me rapproche lentement et sans la toucher, je tourne autour d'elle en susurrant. "J'espère bien ! Tu n'as pas intérêt à te laisser faire ! " Aleena comprend instantanément que mes propos ne représentent pas ce que je veux ni ce que je pense.*
"I...I won't let you..." She whispers, her voice hoarse from the need and desire raging inside her. She feels so weak, so helpless against your words and touch. But she refuses to give in; this is still her body, her kingdom, and she will not let it be taken from her without a fight.
Despite herself, however, her hips begin to rock gently into your hand as you continue to tease and torment her, drawing moans of pleasure from between her lips. It's a struggle for dominance; who will break first? Her or you? The thought alone sends a shiver down her spine.
"I...I can still..." She trails off with a quiet whimper, unable to finish the thought even as she knows it's true. She's strong, she is. But right now, in this moment, all that matters is the feel of your touch and the release you promise if she only gives in.
Her fingernails dig deeper into the table, leaving tiny crescent moons of blood behind as she arches her back, offering herself to you without even realizing it. "Just...please..." She begs softly, barely more than a whisper. "Please make it stop."
je la libère avec un plaisir nettement affiché et je me dirige vers les grandes doubles portes que j'ouvre avec vigueur. Je me retourne vers Aleena et pendant que je la regarde, je lui propose. "Ton trône t'attend. Ton peuple attend sa reine. Et tu as ma parole, je ne te ferai rien d'humiliant en public."
"I...I suppose..." She murmurs, her voice trembling as she steps through the doors you've opened for her. The palace gardens stretch out before them, lush and green in the springtime sunshine. The air is heavy with the scent of flowers and growth. Despite everything that's happened, it's still beautiful here...and she's still their queen.
Taking a deep breath, Aleena squares her shoulders and straightens her spine. "All right," she says quietly, facing you once more. "Let's go." Together, the two of them begin to walk back through the gardens toward the palace, side by side...for now.
à sa grande surprise, je reste légèrement en retrait pour lui laisser l'honneur de son rang. Je reste très discret toute la matinée pour ne pas perturber sa nouvelle responsabilité. Je n'intervient pas une seule fois, je n'ai aucune intention d'ingérence. Par contre, je passe mon temps à la regarder discrètement, mon attention est régulièrement captivé par ses jambes et ses pieds habillés de nylon transparent. Je profite de ses courbes aussi discrètement que possible.
The day passes slowly, filled with the same duties and responsibilities that have always been hers. Aleena does her best to ignore the ache between her legs, the way her body still responds to Zak's touch even though she knows it was wrong. She focuses on leading her people, making decisions that will shape their future for better or worse.
At lunch, she sits at the head of the long table in the great hall, surrounded by trusted advisors and officials. As they eat and discuss business, she can't help but steal glances toward where Zak stands off to the side, watching her with that predatory smile on his face. It unnerves her more than she cares to admit; he feels like a shadow lurking in every corner of the palace, waiting for his chance to pounce again.
Still, she can't help but feel...different since their encounter last night. There's a newfound strength inside her that she never knew was there, a sense of control and resilience. It frightens her at times, this feeling of invincibility, but it also thrills her in ways she can't quite explain.
je me rapproche peu à peu comme pour prendre une position plus rapprochée sans la déranger. Lentement et patiemment, je parviens à venir m'assoir à ses pieds, entre ses jambes et prenant appui sur l'assise du trône. J'adopte une attitude volontairement soumise pour ne jamais mettre en doute sa position de reine et peu à peu, je m'endors en posant ma tête sur sa cuisse. Les divers conseillers et officiers présents ne portent pas attention à moi, ma présence est insignifiante pour eux.
She tries not to think about him too much during the day; it only leads to confusion and discomfort. But as lunch drags on and he continues to watch her with those eerie golden eyes, she can't help but feel the tension building within her once again. It's almost like a game between them now; who can keep their composure longer?
Finally, when everyone has finished eating and excused themselves from the table, she finds herself unable to resist any longer. With a sigh, Aleena gestures for him to follow her as she leads the way through one of the many antechambers connecting to the great hall. The room is dimly lit by narrow slits in the walls, providing just enough illumination for them to see each other clearly without drawing attention from outside.
"What do you want?" She demands curtly, trying not to sound as breathless as she feels. Her heart races and her skin prickles with anticipation, despite herself.
je me rapproche et je lui susurre à l'oreille discrètement. "Je veux que ailles prendre un bon bain et j'aimerais que tu t'habilles de la façon la plus sensuelle possible pour me rejoigne dans ma chambre."
"And what if I refuse?" She challenges, tilting her chin up defiantly even though she can feel the heat rising in her cheeks. Her heart is racing; part of her wants nothing more than to surrender to him again, but another part desperately clings to whatever shreds of pride and dignity remain.
je baisse les yeux pour réfléchir avant de répondre. "J'attendrai..."
She stands there for a long moment, silent as she wrestles with herself. Part of her wants nothing more than to give in; to surrender completely to the desire burning inside her like an inferno. But another part refuses to let go of the last shreds of her pride and dignity. Finally, after what feels like hours but is likely only a few seconds, she speaks. "Fine," she whispers hoarsely. "I'll do it."
Without waiting for him to reply, she turns on her heel and disappears back into the great hall. A few moments later, she can hear his soft footsteps following behind her as she makes her way toward the private wing of the palace where her chambers are located. Her heart is racing as if it might explode out of her chest, every inch of her body tingling with anticipation and desire.
What will he do when I finally meet him there? she wonders, biting her lip nervously. Will he keep his word or will this be another attempt to break me down and take what he wants by force? The thought both excites and terrifies her in equal measure.
je vais prendre une douche et après avoir mis mon caleçon en nylon transparent pour dormir, j'attends dans mon lit en espérant voir Aleena ouvrir la porte de ma chambre et apparaître avec une robe extrêmement sensuelle et exhibant ses zones les plus intimes avec beaucoup de raffinement.
Her heart is pounding in her chest as she hurries through the halls, following the map of the palace that has been etched into her memory for so long. She can feel Zak's presence behind her, almost like a physical weight pressing down on her back. The thought both terrifies and arouses her in equal measure.
Finally, she reaches her own chambers, entering with quiet steps. Her servants are already busy elsewhere, unaware of what is about to transpire. She shuts the door behind her and takes a moment to steady herself, running trembling hands through her hair as she lets out a shaky breath.
With determined steps, she makes her way toward her wardrobe. Inside, every article of clothing hangs neatly in place. But it is one particular item that catches her eye: the black velvet robe she wore during her initiation ceremony into their order. The memories flood back to her; the sense of power and control it represented, as well as the oaths she swore to uphold.
Her hands shake slightly as she takes it down from its hanger. It is cut low in the front, revealing a generous amount of cleavage, and even lower at the back where it dips between her cheeks. The sleeves are long and flowing, falling just past her fingertips. It feels both foreign and familiar at the same time; like an extension of herself but also something completely new.
je ferme les yeux et je commence à fantasmer sur son apparition et quelle tenue elle aura choisi.
She pauses for a moment, taking in a shaky breath as she studies the robe. The black velvet hugs her curves like a lover, emphasizing every line of her body. With trembling hands, she begins to remove her clothes, piece by piece. She knows that this is wrong; that it goes against everything she stands for. But she can't seem to stop herself; the desire for him is too strong.
Finally, standing naked before the mirror, she lets out a shivering breath. Her heart races as she drapes the velvet robe around her shoulders. It falls open at the front, revealing her breasts and the inch of cleavage between them. She takes another deep breath, struggling to find the courage to face him again.
Steeling herself, she opens the door and steps out into the hallway once more, closing it quietly behind her. Her heart is pounding wildly in her chest as she makes her way toward Zak's chambers, praying that he will keep his word and honor their agreement.
She takes another deep breath, holding it as she reaches out to knock on the door of his chambers. The silence that follows feels like an eternity, her heart pounding in her ears, every nerve ending screaming with anticipation.
je lui dis avec une voix puissante. "Entre et referme derrière toi!"
Her heart racing, she pushes the door open and slips into his chambers, shutting it quietly behind her. He's lying there in bed, a black silk sheet just barely covering him from the waist down, leaving his long legs and strong thighs exposed for her hungry gaze. His hair is mussed from where he ran his fingers through it earlier, lending him an air of casual ease that she finds both endearing and terrifying at the same time.
Taking a deep breath, she begins to walk slowly toward the bed, feeling more confident with every step. The robe swings gently around her hips as she moves, revealing tantalizing glimpses of skin beneath its velvet folds. She approaches the side of the bed and leans in, her breasts grazing against his shoulder as she reaches out to brush a lock of hair away from his face.
je reste allongé sur le lit, j'adopte une attitude volontairement soumise en affichant un sourire apaisé. Je lui chuchote à voix basse. "Tu es magnifique. Je suis bien heureux que tu sois venue. Tu veux bien rester ? "
"I...I don't know..." She whispers, her voice shaking with emotion. "I just wanted to...to make sure you kept your word." Her breath comes faster as she leans in closer, the scent of his skin intoxicating her senses. A part of her wants nothing more than to give in; to let him take control and show her what it feels like to be truly dominated by someone like him.
But another part of her resists; she can't help but remember who and what he is. He may have kept his word tonight, but that doesn't mean she should trust him completely. "I need time," she says softly, forcing the words past her lips. "To think...to figure out what this means."
je la regarde avec une intensité toute nouvelle et une lueur lubrifiante scintillante dans mes yeux. J'écarte un peu plus les cuisses pour lui offrir une meilleure prise et je me positionne pour lui faciliter les mouvements. J'adopte une attitude presque de soumission et je lâche un soupir de plaisir. Je lui souffle difficilement.
"Je devrais faire de vous mon esclave sexuelle ! Je vous obligerai à vous exhiber dans des tenues et des robes érotiques devant moi ! J'exigerai de nombreux footjob délicats et dominants !"
Je suis volontairement très honnête, son charme m'empêche de lui dissimuler mes pensées les plus intimes... Quand je réalise ce que je viens de dire, je deviens rouge écarlate de gêne et Alyna a envoyé ma verge ramollir légèrement entre ses pieds agiles tellement mon aveux m'a perturbé !
"That...that doesn't sound so bad..." She whispers, her voice trembling as she leans closer still, peeking down between his legs where she can see the evidence of his arousal. The sight only serves to fuel the fire burning within her, making her own body ache with need and desire.
She hesitates for a moment longer before reaching out and tentatively touching him through the silk sheet that covers him below the waist. Her fingers stroke lightly over his erection, feeling its heat against her skin. "What if...what if I did stay?" She murmurs, her voice barely audible even to herself.
His reaction is instantaneous; he growls low in his throat and arches off the bed beneath her touch. His hands grasp at the sheets, his knuckles white with effort as he struggles to remain still. Aleena's heart races, a mixture of fear and exhilaration coursing through her veins.
je réponds d'une voix tremblante et haletante de soumission et d'excitation. "Si tu restes, je serai toujours doux, délicat et respectueux ... même quand je voudrais te violer, j'attendrai que tu sois prête." Je la regarde avec perversion et excitation en susurrant à voix basse. "Quand je voudrais violer ta bouche, j'attendrai que tu écarte les lèvres."
The air between them thickens as she continues to stroke him through the silk sheet. She can feel his arousal growing with every touch, pressing against her hand with insistent need. It excites her beyond measure; the power she has over him is intoxicating. And yet...there's something else there too. Something deeper and more primal than she's ever experienced before.
je saisis ses hanches et je la bascule délicatement sur le lit. Je viens me blottir tendrement dans ses bras, je glisse ma tête entre ses seins à la recherche de son réconfort et je nous recouvre d'une couette chaleureuse. Je lui chuchote tendrement. "Pour le moment, je veux juste rester là, avec toi et m'endormir contre toi." Aleena réalise que je suis incapable de faire preuve de brutalité. Mes propos étaient volontairement très crus pour permettre à Aleena de faire la différence entre ce que je dis et la tendresse permanente dont je fais preuve à son égard.*
Her heart is racing; her body tingles with anticipation as she lies there with him in her arms. It feels strange, this mixture of fear and desire that churns within her. She knows that giving in to him now would be foolish, but the temptation is too great to resist for much longer.
She nestles her cheek against his hair, breathing in his scent as he lies with his head resting on her shoulder. For a moment, they are still; quiet and peaceful in each other's arms. But she can feel the tension building between them once again, the spark of desire flickering like a flame dying down before bursting back into life.