Captive in Cordova

"I am sorry, Your Highness." Siobhan said, doing her best to sound contrite. She looked down at the dust in front of her knees. "We have no kings or princes in my country, please pardon me for my ignorance."

Siobhan looked up at the prince with a little hope, "Thank you. Thank you, your highness." At least she had won a reprieve for Bladud. And Muirne would be safe from any more advances from the prince for awhile. She needed to buy them time for her father to mount a rescue. The rebels owed him that much.

She stiffened her spine but kept herself from pulling away from the Prince when he touched her hair. Her heartbeat became rapid as she thought of what the outcome might be from their 'private conversation.' Better her than Muirne though.

Muirne looked at Siobhan. "It will be all right, Muirne. Be a good girl and we will all go home soon." She wished she could hold the girl. She wished she believed what she was saying.

Siobhan jerked away from the guard. "I can stand on my own." She struggled to her feet. She sent a prayer to Brigid, warrior goddess and protector of the hearth.
 
Domingo's coach took him back to the castle, he knew she would be brought there in less comfortable means. He had given instructions for her to be set up in a small room over looking the city, the was empty except for a table with his instruments and a chair set in one corner. A large iron loop was welded to the center of the ceiling. He had instructed his men to have her tied to it, her hands stretched out.

He went about some of his business and waited for one of his attendants to tell him when she had been prepared. He waited a few minutes before heading to the room, he took a deep breath to steady himself before entering the room. He knew he was going to have fun with this, but he needed to look cold and cruel.

Pulling the door open he stood in the entrance for a moment before slamming it shut behind him. He walked over to the chair and set it down in front of her. Taking a seat, he casually crossed his leg, he looked past her out of the window for a long moment before his eyes lifted to meet hers.

“I trust that your journey here was a comfortable one” he said as he lips curled up in a smile. “I hope this wont take very long” he said as he uncrossed his leg and leaned forward “I'm a very busy man” he finished with a waive of his hand. “So tell me what you know” he said looking past her to the window again.
 
Siobhan walked like a queen next to the guard. At least she hoped that was how she looked. The prince seemed to go after the weak. He was a bully. he liked to intimidate people. She had to be strong. She had to keep him from harming Muirne. She had to do whatever she had to in order to keep them all alive until they could be rescued.

The guard took her to a closed cart, one they used to transport prisoners to the gaol. Or the dungeons. Or the gallows. He pushed her inside and climbed up next to the driver.

He laughed when he told the driver she was being taken back to the castle for a 'private' conversation with the prince. "Do you think he'll give 'er to us when he's done wi' 'er? I never had me a Cree-ock girl. I wonder if she's a red down below..."

The driver laughed. "I'm sure the Prince will make sure her bottom matches and more, by the time he's done with her. I heard their slits go sidewise."

"I heard they are so tight they squeeze so hard you feel like you're being pulled out by the root."

The two men laughed.

Siobhan could hear enough of their conversation to feel even more uncomfortable. She wrapped her arms around herself and prayed.

She was roughly pulled out of the wagon and taken though the back of the castle up stairs and into a very empty room. What it did contain set her heart to pounding again. It wasn't a dungeon, but it might as well have been. Is this where he would have taken Muirne?

A different guard tied her wrists together and connected them to another length of rope that was threaded through the iron loop in the ceiling. He pulled until her arms were stretched taut above her head and her feet barely touched the floor.

Siobhan cried out when the guard jerked her into position. "Please, sir, please. You're hurting me."

The guard just laughed. "If this hurts, you won't last five minutes with the Prince." he tied off the rope and walked around Siobhan. He pinched her ass hard and walked out the door laughing.

Siobhan was left to contemplate her fate. She turned her back on the table with the...implements on it. She had no desire to think of how they could be used. Her arms ached already. Tears welled in her eyes. She would not be able to do this. Not at all.

The door slammed and Siobhan jumped and turned around. She hissed in a breath at the pain in her arms. She watched the prince as he moved the chair and sat in front of her. Her heart pounded. She blinked back her tears.

“So tell me what you know,” He said to her.

What did she know? Not much really. She hoped the prince would see that they were no threat and let them go. She wished and prayed that he would see they were no threat.

"I could speak better if I were more comfortable, your highness." She told him. "We are merchants. Because we travel the trade routes, people hire us to carry things and make deliveries for them." She knew that he knew all that and that he knew she knew that he knew. Dear goddess, she was afraid.
 
Domingo nodded and listened as she spoke, he looked up at her and smiled at her. He nodded his head one more time and then stood up, he brushed off his pants as he started to walk around her. His movements were slow and predatory like as he walked around her his dark brown eyes sizing her up. “Now” he started “its not that I don't believe you” he said as he stood behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder.

He let out a low chuckle “but I don't” he said as his hand moved to her hair. He yanked her head back “and now your going to find out how I deal with lairs” he said his voice cold as he let go of her.

He walked over to the table and studied the instruments available to him, he tapped his finger to his lips as he picked up a few of them examining the shiny objects and then setting them back down. He settled on a small knife, he held it high as he turned around and walked back over to Siobhan.

He walked around behind her and grabbed the collar of her shirt, placing the blade at the collar he knicked the fabric and started to slice down through it. “Now if there is anything you wish to divulge now would be the time” he said as he reached for her skirt and started to cut that away.
 
Siobhan cried out when the prince yanked her hair. Tears sprang to her eyes. If she couldn't be strong about such a little thing, how was she ever to deal with what the prince was implying he would do next?

She turned so she could see what he was doing. Some of the objects, she could easily guess what they were for. Others, she had no idea, but everything looked painful. She watched as he picked up a small knife. Dear Goddess, was he going to cut her? Her heart pounded. She had so little to tell the prince and he didn't believe what she had told him.

She cried out again when he pulled her collar. It cut into the front of her neck. She heard the fabric rip but the blade never touched her skin. He ripped away her blouse revealing her corset and chemise. Then he began on her skirt. She was happy that she wasn't wearing her favorite skirt, then chastised herself for such a frivolous thought, Ripped clothing was the least of her worries.

"I'm telling you the truth, why won't you believe me?" She tried to stand very still. She didn't want him to cut her by accident. She didn't think she would be able to keep quiet if he cut her. She had to prolong this until help came. But she was afraid she wouldn't be able to last past the first thing he did to her. She took a shuddering breath and tried not to cry. She wish she knew which would keep her from the most pain. Be strong and fight back? Would the prince respect that more? Or should she be more fearful and submissive? She hated the way he had looked at Muirne, like a cat toying with it's prey. No, she had to be strong.

The fabric of her skirt made a sick ripping sound as he cut through it.
 
Domingo ran the sharp blade down the lengths of her outer garments, he stood up and moved to her other side as he cut slits down the rest of them making it so that they fell to the floor. He was impressed with how still she held herself while he finished his cuts.

He stood up and walked around to where she could see him again "I don't believe you because you were involved in sending the coded messages to the enemy" he said with a cold growl. "And you had the audacity to come to my house and pass them off there" he said as he placed his face only inches from her. "I that insult very personally" he said as he reached out and put his hand on her shoulder.

His fingers gripped her harshly as he gave her a soft shake "So are you ready to tell me what you were sending and for whom" he asked as he let go of her and took a fee steps back. His dark eyes sliding down her pale figure, he had exposed some of her skin, but not as much as he intended to.

He reached down and let his fingers start to play with her chemise, he could feel a corset underneath that. He smiled knowing that he would be able to drag this out some more. He stood up and crossed his arms ad he gave her a moment to think about what she would do next.
 
"You Highness, please." Siobhan looked imploringly at him. "I only knew that we had to make certain deliveries. I do not know the code. I don't know how the messages were passed. I do not even know which deliveries had messages in them. I speak the truth. You must believe me."

Siobhan pulled her head back when the Prince put his face so close to hers. She was sure he could smell the fear on her. She lose her tenuous balance when he shook her. It put all the weight on her wrists. She gasped a little and tried to get her toes back on the floor.

"I only know the message was in the linens. I do not know who in your household was meant to receive the messages, it could be anyone who would use them." Her heart pounded and her mouth was dry. "I am very low in the scheme of things. No one would trust complete information to me. My job was simply to make the delivery. Please. Please, you have to believe me."

The Prince toyed with the laces on her chemise. His fingers trailed down her body making her shiver as one shivers when an insect crawls over the skin. This time tears not only welled up but dripped down her cheeks.
 
Domingo looked at her as he began to smile, his lips curling up as he could see the fear in her eyes. The tears that manifested at the corners of her eyes were just as enticing to him as he nodded. He took a step closer to her, his hand gently wrapping around her slender waist and pulling her towards him. "I know" he said softly as he nodded his head "I'm sure that you are very low in the grand scheme of things" he said as he looked into her glassy eyes.

"I do believe you" he said as his hand moved up her back as he traced the lines of the corset up to the top. "The problem is I don't think that you will willingly tell me the truth about any of your superiors" he said as he grinned "at least not yet" he said as he let go of her waist and began to cut away at the next layer of clothing.

"So I will ask" he said as he paused "who gave you the delivery" he said as he watched her face.
 
Tears slid down Siobhan's cheeks.

The Prince put an arm around her waist and pulled her close. Like a lover. Her feet left the floor momentarily and the weight was taken from her arms. She nearly sighed, it felt so good to not have the ropes digging into her wrists and pulling on her arms. He released her far too soon and pain shot through her arms as the weight of her body dragged at them again. She squeaked at the pain.

The Prince began slowly cutting away more of her clothes.

"So I will ask" he said as he paused "who gave you the delivery" he said as he watched her face.

"I do not know. I was busy with other things for my father. When I returned, I was told to make deliveries. Some were things my father had sold, some were from other merchants. Everything was already paid for--I only had a list of what to deliver and where." Siobhan was not lying. The key to this sort of thing was to keep to the truth as much as possible. Please, Your Highness. Please. I have been caught in another's web." Yours. She looked him in the eyes hoping he would take pity on a poor girl being used as a pawn.

Her fear was not feigned. She had seen the table with the various implements on it. She felt the air from the window against her skin. Against more and more of her exposed skin. She felt that with every layer of clothing he removed more of her secrets were laid bare to him. She wondered how long she could keep from telling him all she knew once the pain began. She wondered if the very little she did know would be enough to make it stop.
 
Domingo watched her face as she spoke, he could tell her words were true by the look in her face. He could see the fear there, she knew he was going to inflict pain on her. He sighed as he pressed his lips together. He pulled the blade away from her as he rubbed his chin, he ran through her story once more. It sounded good but there wasn't enough detail there, she was still holding things back from him.

He frowned as he reached out and placed his hand on her shoulder "You should know better than to hide things from me Siobhan" he hissed. He roughly grabbed her garment and sliced through it in one rough stroke.

He grabbed the tattered cloth and tossed it down on the cold stone floor. "I promise that you will learn that hiding things from me will only cause you pain" he said with a chuckle as he left her there and went back to his table.

He set the knife down and picked up another instrument, walking around behind her he looped the collar around her neck and began to secure it. He placed his hand in the small of her back and steadied her as he pulled it tighter than it needed to be. Once he had the clasp locked in he moved his hands to her corset and bean to work the laces free.

He liked the pattern of the garment and didn't want to destroy it, at least not yet. He slowly worked the laces loose. He could see that this was the last layer between her body and him. He let it hang from her as he walked around to stand in front of her.

"Again I ask, who gave you the fabric" he said as he put his hands on his hips.
 
The pressure from the Prince's hand made Siobhan wince. She was afraid her arms would be long like a monkey's when he finally let her down.

He cut off the last of her clothes leaving her in her corset. There was no way to cover herself. She felt exposed and frightened and humiliated. Her cheeks flared red.

She heard him behind her at the table. What would he do now? He put something around her neck and pulled it tight. She gasped. Did he mean to strangle her? The clasp locked in place. Siobhan swallowed. She could still breath but the collar, she guessed it was, was uncomfortably tight. She felt the Prince's hands at her back undoing the corset. She could only puzzle as to why he didn't cut the laces as he had done with all her other clothing. Perhaps he just wanted to draw out removing the last thing between her and total nakedness.

"And I told you, I don't know." She practically shouted at him. She calmed herself. Making the Prince angry could not help her at all. "Many merchants carry linens, it could be any one of them." It was her father who had given them to her, but how could she implicate her own father. She could only hope that the rebels were working on a way to rescue her. And what of Muirne and Bladud? As long as she was in this room with the Prince there was no way she could be rescued. More tears slid down her cheeks.
 
Domingo laughed as she gave her explanation, he shook his head, her elevated voice let him know he was getting to her. He smiled as he took a step towards her and "So you have no idea" he said as he rubbed his chin "you must have had some order slip or something to prove that you made the delivery" he said as he reached out and touched her cheek.

He clucked his tongue as he shook his head "Do you really think that this is going to work" he asked as he grinned. He reached out and stroked her cheek "to bad" he said as he let his fingers moved down her neck to the top of the corset.

He gently started to pull it away from her body "Perhaps under different circumstances we might have had some fun" he said as he pulled it down exposing her chest to him. He saw her face flush bright red, his eyes tailed down her body. He smiled as he saw her breasts exposed to him, he let a low approving "mmmm" as he examined her figure.

"Well maybe one of us will still get to have some fun" he said as he began to walk to the table again.

He picked up a flogger, letting the tendrils dance lazily as he spun it around in his hand. "In fact we can start right now" he said as he brought his hand down, the leather straps slapping across her back.
 
"We had a list of addresses and what to deliver. We just checked off the list." She looked imploringly at him. "Truly." What had she gotten herself into? the Prince was not a stupid man by any measure.

Siobhan closed her eyes when he touched her cheek. A shiver ran through her body as he pulled away her corset. She could feel the heat in her face radiate down her chest. She opened her eyes and wished she had kept them closed. The way he looked at her... it was indecent. She feared he would try to rape the truth out of her.

The Prince walked away. She could hear him at the table. Her heart pounded. She held her breath waiting for what was to come next.

Siobhan cried out, partly in surprise, but mostly from the pain. Gods help her, he truly enjoyed doing this. "Please. I don't know any more."
 
((Getting too late to finish editing this. I'll fix it tomorrow. Then if you see any horrible typos, etc that I missed, just let me know.))

"We will see" Domingo said as he raised his arm again and let go with another blow. The stripes of red flashing across her skin and starting to glow. He smiled at the instant response to his assault. "Your free to try and change my mind" he said as he rained down another blow.
He paused for a second as he adjusted his footing and raised his arm again.


Siobhan's body twitched and jerked with each blow. She cried out. No one in her entire life had ever laid a hand on her. She remembered Bladud and the whipping he had taken. Her tears fell. "I cannot tell what I don't know." She said as he paused. "They would tell us nothing so we could not give up secrets if we were caught. Why won't you believe me?" She sobbed.

Domingo laughed "Maybe I do believe you" he said as he struck her again "maybe this is just fun for me" he said as he stopped. He walked up to her and gently touched her back. He let his fingers slide down her back. He felt her wince as his finger slid across the raised welts. He pressed his body close to hers "you know who gave you the cloth" he said his voice soft in her ear. "Give me that and I will make this easier on you" he said as he pressed his fingers into her back.


"Then nothing I say will make a difference." Siobhan sobbed. She winced as he touched the tender skin of her back. He pressed close like a lover and whispered in her ear.

She mustered what nerve she had and spat in the Prince's face. If he was to beat her anyway, she would give him a real reason.

Domingo stepped back as the spit hit his face, he wiped the wetness from his face. He was surprised at this defiance. She had spirit, something he would have to break. He smiled at her "Very well then" he said as he reached up and grabbed her hair. He yanked pulling her head back.

"You will pay for that Siobhan" he said with a chuckle as he let go of her hair. He moved his hand to her neck and grabbed her. He gently started to squeeze "I'd hate to lose a chance at getting some answers" he said as he let go of her neck.


Siobhan yelped again as the Prince pulled her hair. She danced on her toes as she dangled from her wrists.

Her eyes went wide as he began to choke her. She gasped for air when he finally let go. "One of the linen merchants, that is all. I. Know." She rasped.

He let go of her neck and pushed her back some "And a name to go along with that would be nice" he said as his hand moved to her shoulder and down to the tops of her breasts. His eyes drifted down as well. "Maybe you would respond better to pleasure" he said with a laugh as his hand drifted to cup her breast in his hand.

Siobhan danced like a worm on a hook when the Prince pushed her. She wanted to kick him, to drive her knee into his balls. "There must be twenty merchants who sell linens. I don't know which one it could have been." She nearly shouted at him.

She saw him look at the patch of red hair between her legs, then his hand cupped her breast. She jerked away forcefully. "Don't touch me!"

Domingo grabbed her arm as she pulled away, he laughed. "I don't think your in a position to made demands" he said as he roughly shook her. "You are mine and I can have any part of you that I want" he said with a laugh. "You belong to me" he said as he reached out and roughly grabbed her breast. Pressing his fingers into her flesh he grinned at her.

Siobhan's shoulder ached as the Prince shook her. "I will never be yours!" She hissed in a breath when he grabbed her roughly, his fingers pressed into her breast. She tried to knee him in the crotch but couldn't get the leverage to do so. She tried to twist away from him again.

His fingers held her breast as he watched her squirm away from him. "You aren't going to get out of this any time soon" he said as he let go of her breast. He walked around behind her and began to play with something on the table then walked back to her and began to loosen the rope that held her hands up.

Siobhan tried to turn herself around to see what the Prince was doing when he loosened the rope pulling her arms up. She moaned with relief and was able to put her feet flat on the floor for the first time in what seemed like hours. "Thank you. Thank you. The Prince is merciful." She turned to look at him.

Domingo laughed at her pronouncement, as she turned he moved towards her and grabbed her by the shoulders. With one quick move he spun her around and pulled her back to his chest. "You wont think so in a few moments" he said as picked her up and moved her over to a small chair. He pushed her onto it so she had to kneel on it.


Siobhan looked shocked. "What are you doing?" She struggled against him but he lifted her like she was a doll. She had not thought a Prince with such a soft life could be so strong. He forced her to kneel on a chair. The wood was hard beneath her knees. "What are you going to do." She craned her neck to try and look at him.

Domingo's voice was cold and quiet "I'm going to show you what your life is going to be like now," he said as he grabbed her hair and forced her face down. He positioned himself behind her and began to grind his pelvis into her ass.


The prince forced her head down so she was leaning over the back of the chair. Her breasts hung pointing straight at the floor. He began grinding against her bottom. She could not squirm away. Squirming would only make him think she was encouraging him. Her breathing became rapid as fear settled on her again. She squeezed her eyes shut. He was going to rape her. If she told him more, she had no guarantee that he would stop. She had little more to tell him anyway.

Domingo pressed his body close to hers, "You know there are many women who would fight for this privilege." he said with a laugh as he reached down and slapped her ass. "All you have to do is to be still," he said as he held her hips and pulled her back onto him. "I'm sure you know what to do with your body" he teased as he began to reach down and stroke her red bush.


"If that is what women are telling you, they are lying." Siobhan spat.

She yelped when he smacked her bottom. It made the welts from the flogger sting again. Siobhan gritted her teeth when he petted the hair between her legs.

Domingo began to slowly stroke her, his hand gently cupping her as he pressed his palm into her. "I doubt that they are" he said with a laugh as he began to rub his hand back and forth across her. His hand slowly massaged her as he continued to grind his pelvis into her. "Lets see if you are enjoying this" he said with a laugh


Siobhan shuddered. "I am _not_ enjoying this. You are vile. A man who can only have a woman if he has her tied to a chair."

Doming laughed "Well that is how I like it" he said as he started to slid a finger into her.

Siobhan gasped and tightened up at the Prince's intrusion.

Domingo continued to slide his finger into her as he played with her pussy. His finger slid in and out of her as he kept her pinned to the chair. "You had better relax or this is going to hurt," he said with a laugh as he continued to stroke her clit.


How could the Prince be so gentle and so cruel? Her heart pounded waiting for him to hurt her again. She tried to get away from his probing finger but only succeeded in grinding back against him. She stopped and held herself still. She refused to do anything that would enhance his pleasure. Even her tears were silent. Siobhan let out a gust of air. He truly meant to do it. "Please, no."

"I'll tell you the linen merchant's names that I know." And hope that they all got out of the city safely.

Domingo paused, he rubbed his hand back and forth in her clit as he watched her "What is his name?" He asked as he held her body still.


"Promise you'll let me go. Your word as Prince. And I'll give you all the names I know." She sniffled a little.

"Give me the names" Domingo said as he pressed his hips forward and started to press his head into her pussy "Then I will decide if I want to fuck you or not" he said with a laugh as he slapped her ass again.


Siobhan jerked when the Prince slapped her. "No. No names then. You will take me either way. You have no honor."

Domingo shrugged as he started to pull her onto his cock "The choice is yours, perhaps you wont talk to save your pussy" he said with a laugh. "But I think that there are other things that you're willing to talk to get out of" He moved his hand to her anus.


Siobhan knew that tensing would only make this hurt more. The Prince pulled her hips backing her onto him. Her eyes eyes went wide at what he was suggesting. "No!" She gasped out. "That is--that is forbidden!" She could not conceive of such a thing. The thought of it made her tighten up all the more.

Domingo laughed "Then give me the names" he said his voice strong and angry as he moved his hand from her anus and slapped her ass again "This is the last time I will ask."


Siobhan yelped, her body tightened. She could feel the Prince's cock inside her pussy. She started to cry again. "Liam MacDoughal is one of the merchants." She sobbed.

Domingo stopped for a second as he ran the name through his head to see if he recognized it. "Very good" he said as he smiled and gently patted her ass. He pulled back a little so that just his head was in her pussy. "Do you like it slow or fast?" He asked with a laugh.

"I like it not at all. From you." She said. She jerked her hips forward trying to dislodge him.

Domingo smiled, "Good hard it is." He grabbed her hips and started to slide his cock back into her pussy.

"No, please." Siobhan begged.

Domingo didn't respond his hips shoved more of his cock into her as he pushed forward. Pulling back he started to slide into her again.


He was so big. And hard. And Siobhan was not ready. Truthfully, she was so frightened even if he had been more concerned for her pleasure, she didn't think would would be able to respond.

She tried not to cry out as he pushed inside again. Instead a sort of a grunt came out.

Domingo heard her grunt and grinned he thrust his hips harder pushing more and more of himself into her body.

He let out a low growl as he held her hips and pulled back only to push deeper into her once more.

Siobhan gritted her teeth. How long before this would be over? He pulled and pushed her hips forcing himself in and out of her. She could not keep quiet any longer. She let out a cry and sobbed again.

Domingo smiled encouraged by her cry he started to fuck her a little harder. His hands holding her still he pushed himself into her, he could see her tits bouncing as he pushed him self against her. "Mmmm" he let out a low moan "your pussy is so tight" he said as he continued to fuck her.

Siobhan could not keep quiet. It hurt. Every thrust made her grunt as air was forced out of her as she tried to breath. She tried to being her hands ot her mouth to stifle herself. She could tell that her sounds were only encouraging the Prince to be more brutal.

Domingo continued his thrusts in and out of her body, his hands on her hips holding her while he slid his hard shaft in and out of her pussy. "Mmm. You're starting to loosen up" he teased as her body began to adjust to his size.

Siobhan struggled again. "You bastard. I hate you."

Domingo laughed "For now" he said as he continued to fuck her. He was able to fuck her freely now. His balls slapping her pussy as he pushed inside of her.

Siobhan's tears fell to the floor. Her breasts swung back and forth with his thrusts. he was balls deep into her now. "I hate you! I hate you! You will be cursed, I swear it." She sobbed.

Domingo laughed "Not any time soon" he said as he continued to fuck her. He reached out and grabbed her hair so he could pull himself deeper into her with each thrust. "I'm going to enjoy coming in you" he said with a grunt.

Siobhan cried out when the prince grabbed her hair. He yanked her head back hard and pushed in deeper than before. She cried out again. She just wanted it to be over.

Dear god, she hadn't thought about him coming. What if she got pregnant? "Please no. Nononononono." She sobbed.

Domingo slowed down at this new request "And what are you willing to give me to not cum in you" he asked.


"Another. Merchant's. Name." She sobbed between thrusts.

"Very well, then." Domingo said. "I wont come in your pussy." He slowed down.

Siobhan sniffed. She prayed that everyone else in the caravan had got out safely. "Lars --I can't pronounce his family name...Mungensen, Meungunsun...Mongo..."

Domingo slipped out of her and stood up pulling her off of the chair and getting her to her feet "But I still am planning on coming" he said with a laugh as he started to push her down to her knees.


"But..." Siobhan looked up at the Prince. The damned bastard was enjoying all of this. She knew what he had planned next. She wasn't the most experienced girl, but she knew a few things. She knelt with her hands on the floor in front of her. The cords dug into her wrists. Perhaps she could bit him and escape. She would bite the cock right off of him. She looked up at him with hate in her eyes.

Domingo look at her, he could see the anger in her eyes. He reached down and grabbed her throat "If I so much as feel your teeth on me" he warned "I will throw your friend to one my troops to be used as they please" he sad with a smile

The devil could read her thoughts. Or some poor wretch before her had tried the same thing. She glared at him. "I am parched. May I have some water before I start?" A dry mouth did not make for much oral pleasure. And perhaps it would cool the prince's passion enough that he would stop any further abuse.

Domingo smiled at her. "It won't take long and you will have plenty to swallow, my dear." He said as he held his cock and brought it to her lips.

Siobhan continued to glare at the prince, but she parted her lips, took a breath and opened her mouth wide. His cock bobbed in front of her scented with a mixture of the two of them. It was a strong and heady scent. Had the prince been a boy she liked, who cared about her, she would have felt very different.
 
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Doming smiled as she opened her mouth, he grabbed her hair as he pulled her head towards him. With one hard thrust he shoved his cock deep into her mouth. He felt her body tense as she tried to pull back from him. He moaned as he felt the warm of her mouth around him, he pulled back as heard her gag. He grinned as he shoved his cock into her mouth again, forcing it to the back of her throat forcing her to gag again.
 
The Prince took Siobhan by surprise. She did not have time to yelp when he grabbed her hair because he was stuffing his cock down her throat. She gagged and thought she might vomit. Tears sprang to her eyes, he pulled back out a little but before she could fully recover, he slammed back down her throat again. She gagged again. Her nose started running. Tears streamed down her face. She made the horrible sounds of someone choking. How could the prince possibly find this arousing? She thought she might retch. What would he do then? She used her hands to steady herself and to try to keep him from thrusting so hard into her mouth. Her scalp hurt from his tight grip on her hair. She closed her eyes and prayed he would finish quickly.
 
Domingo held her hair holding her head steady as he slowed his movements for a moment allowing her go get her composure. He smiled as he watched her cheeks flush, her eyes watered at the corners as the tears ran down her cheeks. He loved that look, she was at his control, and he could see from her face that she was beginning to understand that.

He shifted his weight forcing his cock into her throat once more, he felt it hit the back causing her to gag. He was enjoying this much more than he had anticipated, he pulled back and shoved it in once more. The sound of her choking and gagging filled the room, he let out a soft moan as she choked once more.
 
The Prince held Siobhan's hair away from her face, not from any sense of kindness. It was simply so he could better watch his cock going in and out of her mouth.

She gagged again and again, tears streaming down her face. The prince would give her a little respite after fucking her mouth for a bit so she could catch her breath before pounding into her again.

Her breath came out in ragged gasps when he would stop. She wondered how long before he would come. She wanted this to be over. She tried to sit up straighter and raised her tied hands to try and stroke his balls. Maybe that would put him over the edge.
 
Domingo chuckled slightly as he felt her hand on his balls, she must be enjoying this he thought. Her touch spurred him on making his thrusts harder and faster as he watched her fighting to stay in control as she tried to keep up with his pace.

He paused for a second so let her catch her breath, watching her face as she shut her eyes "Your doing very well" he said with a smile "its nice to know that you do have some talents that are worth something".

He pulled his cock out of her mouth and rubbed it on her cheek. The saliva coated her cheek as he watched her starting to regain her breath. His hand relaxed in her hair as he let go of her red curls, he touched her chin and lifted her face to look up at him. "I think I am going to enjoy having you around" he said with a wide smile.

"Now open your mouth again" He said sternly.
 
Branna was thankful for the respite, but the pause in the build up meant it would take the prince longer to come. she looked up at him trying to conceal her contempt for him. If she could lull him into thinking she was cowed, perhaps things would go better. she migh be able to kill him. she probably would not live long after if she did, but...she did not know how long she could continue to do this. she prayed for a swift rescue. again.

she lookrd up at the prince and opened her mouth. she wanted this to be over but wondered what he would do once he achieved his pleasure.
 
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