The Princess Slave

Violette POV

Good Goddess. Why do I feel so good? He pulled his finger back, then slid it right back in. My toes curled at the sensation as he curled his finger inside me. My thighs were slick with my juices, and he let out a low growl of approval.

With his foot, he pushed my legs farther apart. I rested on my elbows, my heart thudding hard in my chest with every movement of his hand. He slid his finger out, then ran it along my slit until he found that spot that made my legs shake.

I was never taught much about.. s*x. With my mother gone, the only women I had around were the maids. And only a few of them had found their mates.. and we were never THAT close.. close enough to talk about these things. I didn’t know words for things other than virtue, breasts, core, and what I’d heard a few men call a virtue.. a p***y. But I’d always thought that word was.. odd, and I’d never referred to my virtue as that before. I wish I’d known more.

He rubbed in circles making my legs shake and I threw my head back fighting with every fiber in my body not to m**n. His heavy breathing set my mind on fire, I’d wondered if he was enjoying himself as much as I was.

I quickly shook that thought away. I can’t think like that. He’s not my mate. I’m his slave, and he’s my master. A beast. And I’d never feel anything for him other than pure hatred.

My mate is unfaithful. Very obviously from the bruising on my stomach and sides. Why should I stay a virgin for someone like that? A part of me screams my mate doesn’t know who I am like I don’t know who he is.. But I can’t help but feel disgusted by the things he’s done. Mates are supposed to save themselves for each other.. and he very clearly hasn’t done that, so why should I?

Those thoughts quickly went away when Viktor’s hand left my virtue. I let out a soft whimper. His absence made me stand up, and he wrapped a hand around the front of my neck and squeezed gently. He leaned his face into my hair and took a deep breath.

“Did I say you could move?” He asked, his voice delicate but seductive. It made the hair on the back of my neck stand.

“N-no.. Master. I’m sorry.” I said. I tried to hide my desperation, I needed more.. I wanted more.

He moved my hair to the side of my neck and reached into the desk. I was wondering if he’d pull out another form of discipline, that was.. until I heard a click from my slave collar and he pulled it off.

“When you’re in here with me.. when I’m f*****g you, you don’t need this.” He said softly. He brushed his fingers along my neck. It had been months with that collar on, I’d forgotten just how heavy it was.

He leaned me back over the desk, I was now holding myself up by my hands.

“Reply to me.” He said. I nodded my head.

“Yes, master. Thank you.” I said. He let out a growl of approval, then pressed himself against me. I could feel just how big he is.. I’ve only seen one p***s in my life and it wasn’t all that thrilling. And soon after, my father mutilated him just for showing himself to me in the courtyard.

“It will hurt at first, but it won’t last long. I promise.” He in a soft voice. He was being kind.. without being kind and it was the most pleasurable thing I’d ever experienced. I don’t even know how he does it but goddess, I didn’t want it to stop.

“Yes, master,” I replied. I was nervous with anticipation. My legs shaking, and my heart racing. With one hand on the small of my back, he pressed himself against my core. I sucked in a sharp breath, I wonder how bad it will hurt.

He easily began to slide in with the wetness of my core. My toes curled tightly and I clenched my jaw. I let out a gasp with every inch he moved. Tears sprung to my eyes as sharp pain seared through me, and then I felt a pop. I let out a cry, I knew what had happened.. he ripped me, and I knew I would hurt for days.

He stopped at my cry, running his hand up my back gently, then down again. After a moment when the pain began to subside, he continued to push. I bit my l*p as tears ran down my cheeks, this hurt far more than I’d expected.

He growled as he pushed all the way in, pain filling my lower abdomen completely. His pelvis was pressed firmly against my a*s, I’d taken every inch of him.. and it hurt more than anything in the world.

He grabbed the back of my neck and slid out of me. I yelped in pain, but he didn’t stop this time. He slid back in, filling me up once more. Chills ran right through me.

He m****d and something in me changed. The pain was gone, and he’d started to move faster. I arched my back and gripped the front of the desk. With each thrust he made inside me, I pushed back against him. He squeezed the sides of my neck making me feel slightly lightheaded. It was a feeling of pure euphoria, and I couldn’t get enough.

His fingers slid from my neck and into my hair. He wrapped my hair in his hand and pulled my head up, I had no choice but to let go of the desk. I felt the need to explode growing inside me, I don’t know how much longer I would last. His other hand ran down my side hand under my tender stomach. I winced but it was quickly gone as he began to pound into me with a force.

My core burned and throbbed as I grew closer to my o****m, my m***s unable to control as they poured out of my mouth like water. I rested my head against his shoulder, his scent completely invading my senses.. a mouth watering scent. He moved his hand from my belly and grabbed my breast and began to massage it, it only intensified my pleasure. My virtue squeezed around him, throbbing to the beat of his movements.

“F**k, Violette.” His growl was animalistic, it sent me completely over the edge and I spilled out all over his c**k. My thighs slicked with my juice and I bit into my l*p hard. I felt my l*p bust and b***d began to fill my mouth, but I didn’t mind. The only thing I could think about was what he was doing to me.

“Ahhhhh!” I m****d loudly. B***d trickled down my chin and dripped onto my body. I must’ve really bit into it hard.

After several hard thrusts and master’s growls almost masking my m***s, he grabbed my h**s and let out a loud m**n. He too had finished..

Right inside my virtue.