"Hellfire"...Closed thread

Delery watches the scene unfold below him he could see Alex dressed in black and he could catch the glistening of a tear on her pale cheeks when the sun kissed her flawless cheek. He could also see Geoffrey Prince Regent of England hovering by her side in a most intimate manner . Delery’s blood ran cold at the betrayal of his friend and the nails of his fingers bit into his hand. He knew Geoffrey well enough that he was sure the Prince had seduced Alex in her moment of weakness. He already knew it was common knowledge that the Royals had taken her as their pet had betrayed the trust he had placed in the couple and Delery wondered if the insanity of France was not preferable to the treachery of the nobility.

They would stay the night on the Isle of Jersey in the morning they would sail for Dover and England. God how he wished that he could fly to Alex now sweep her into his arms, bathe her face with kisses, yet that was not possible. He had laid his plans well now all depended on the old butler Jonas.


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Jonas dressed in the livery of the house of Delery was there when the mourners came into the manor house. He was a servant and therefore beneath the notice of the nobility. Even the Prince Regent did not recognize him as the man that had delivered Paul’s signet ring to him. Delery had warned him not to approach Alex less she inadvertently betray him but to seek a time and place where he could speak to her in private Yet the way the Prince hovered at her side made that a very difficult proposition and by the time the guest where retiring for the evening he still had not been able to speak to her.


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Geoffrey had kept his word he had made no demands of Alex, she had fallen pry to his seduction the night before they had left Windsor, the funeral was over and know it was Alex who had to keep her word for she had promised after the service to come to him of her own free will, and now the service was concluded. She had already begged the Prince to take her, to ease her pain and to help her forget.
 
Alex wanted the day to end! She didn't know how much more of Geoffrey's hovering prescence or the pity she saw in the other nobles eyes she could stand. She wanted to just scream at everyone to leave her alone. At one point she'd though she saw her old butler Jonas but she'd shaken her head and when she looked again he was gone. With a sigh she'd convinced herself that it couldn't have been him though she wished it had been. She missed the servants she'd hired.

At last the guests were leaving and the servents were cleaning up. Alex could still feel Geoffrey's prescence and knew he was waiting for her to keep her word. Turning to face him she offered as warm a smile to the Prince as she could muster, "Go and take care of your wife Geoffrey. I'm going to see to the last of the guests and then I'll be up. Would you...would you mind coming to my room instead of my coming to yours though, I don't think I am ready to deal with Caroline yet. There is much she and I need to discuss but tonight isn't the night for it."

There, she thought to herself. I've gone to him just as promised. He gave me the time I asked for and now I've offered myself to him, why do I feel so empty for it?

Her thoughts brought a sadness to her eyes but today of all days that was easily dismissed for her eyes had been heavy and sad through all of it. Tear glistening in them were no suprise. The truth was if she hadn't read the expectation in Geoffrey's face she wouldn't have held out the invitation to him this night, this night all she truly wanted was to curl up like a child and be held and comforted.
 
“Oh course Alex I will come to your room, I quite understand.[/i]

He did not try to kiss her cheek as might have been expected but rather chose to hold her hands in his and to give them a gentle reassuring squeeze. His eyes where soft and tender as he gazed into Alex’s he saw her sorrow and he knew her need not to be alone this night. He wished to see her supple young body dance to the kiss of the lash again, to her screams of pain turn to gasps of utter unimagined pleasure and yet that might cost him the prize. The Prince was a Master of seduction and the young flaxen haired beauty’s surrender to him at WINDSOR BORE WITNESS TO THAT FACT. For tonight, however, he would play the concerned friend and the patient lover but tomorrow in Dover, she would dance to the lash and learn her true place in the Royal household.

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Jonas had tried all afternoon to get close enough to Alex to speak to her too give her some advance knowledge that Delery was alive and that he would be coming for her, yet the Prince was hovering around her an ever present shadow. It was one thing to go unnoticed when you could slip quietly into a crowd, but to come face to face with the Prince Regent would risk everything to no avail. As the mourners went to the village to find their lodgings Jonas knew he to must go for the household servants knew he did not belong to the house.

His face was drawn and haggard when he joined Delery on the hill.

I am afraid I have failed you Sir.

Delery listened in silence and then he smile wearily at the old man.

“You tried your best perhaps tomorrow?”

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The hall clock was striking 10 o’clock when the soft expected knock came at Alex’s door. Geoffrey Hanover had come to claim what was now his.

“Alex….”
 
“Oh course Alex I will come to your room, I quite understand.

Alex offered him a grateful smile and turned to bid the rest of the guests a good night. She was grateful when the last once left and the door of the house was closed. It was strange to her to be in this house that had once been her husband's. Surely they would have settled here themselves eventually if he'd lived. Now it would never be. The house and everything else that was his would go to his closest male realitive. Except Alex, she'd go back to Windsor where the Royal pair would claim her as their new pet...until they tired of her.

What would become of her then worried Alex.

With a sigh she made her way up to the room that had been assigned to her and changed out of her dress and into her nightgown. The choker at her throat and the rings on her fingers she left on. When she heard the knock at her door she was sitting in a chair before the fire awaiting the arrival of the Prince. Just as she'd expected he hadn't kept her waiting long.

“Alex….”

"Come in Geoffrey, the door's not locked," she called out. When he had shut the door behind him she gestured for him to sit down in the chair across from her while her own gaze turned to the fire still burning in the hearth. Her voice when she spoke at last was tired and weary but with that edge of resolve that he'd seen in her before.

"We both know why you're here Geoffrey, I have a question first though. What becomes of me when you and Caroline grow bored and decide it is time for a new plaything?"
 
"Come in Geoffrey, the door's not locked,"

When he had shut the door behind him, she gestured for him to sit down in the chair across from her while, her own gaze turned to the fire still burning in the hearth.

Geoffrey took the seat that Alex had indicated and he tented his hands in front of his face. He new the moment well, that time when the young beauty would ask what will become of me. He almost missed the question as he studied Alex’s ravishing young body silhouetted against her thin nightgown as she stood before the hearth. How truly innocent she was despite all that she had been through and her nature was delightfully and truly submissive for he and Caroline never could have seduced her so quickly. Yet now that inevitable question whispered so softly, so intently.

"We both know why you're here Geoffrey, I have a question first though. What becomes of me when you and Caroline grow bored and decide it is time for a new plaything?"

“Alex I am genuinely found of you, could even love you had life made me just a man free of the obligations of state and yet……”

He paused as he looked deep into her eyes, as she stood there so young, so stunning her beauty, still so chaste, it was to be coveted, lusted for and even killed for to obtain her till the blush finally fade from this rare rose. All he said was true, he could lie to her, tell her what she wanted to hear, but those firry emerald eyes he loved told him this was not a beauty to be idly trifled with or overtly lied to.

“Alex when that time comes you will either be given an annual pension for service to the Crown, one that will support you and a small household staff in a very comfortable manner, or if you desire a marriage, suitable to your liking will be arranged.”

Geoffrey had spoken openly and honestly with her, he had told her the truth, she had wanted to know her future and now she did. Slowly the prince straightened in his chair and then stood, he came to Alex and bent to kiss her, his lips brushed hers as his hands eased her nightgown from her shoulders, cascading down her ravishing young body to pool around her ankles. The kiss was hot, passionate, and in a strange way tender, calling to the flaxen harried beauty to surrender to him completely, to hold nothing back, to lose herself in him, and to banish her grief in his arms and in his bed this night.
 
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“Alex I am genuinely found of you, could even love you had life made me just a man.”

A small smile curved her lips as he spoke. No flowery words of undying love and devotion from him, just simple truth. She was grateful for it. If he'd been anything less than honest with her she likely would have done her best to force him from the room despite her promise to him.

“Alex when that time comes you will either be given an annual pension for service to the Crown, or if you desire a marriage suitable to your liking will be arranged.”

She watched him rise and come to her and nodded her head. When the time came she'd take the pension. She'd been married already and in her heart Paul would always be her husband.

Her thoughts stilled when the Prince's lips captured hers. Warmth rushed through her body and she melted against him, her arms twining around his neck and fingers threading through his hair. She had barely noticed her nightgown falling to the floor but had whimpered all the same as her nipples hardened at the brush of cool air across her body.

She felt the tenderness in the kiss and was grateful for it. Tonight it was what she needed.
 
Warmth rushed through her body and she melted against him, her arms twining around his neck and fingers threading through his hair. She had barely noticed her nightgown falling to the floor but had whimpered all the same as her nipples hardened at the brush of cool air across her body.

Geoffrey swept Alex into his arms her legs dangling as their kiss deepened her mouth so sweet and inviting his tender and yet demanding, intimately inviting the heart broken young beauty to surrender to him completely, to hold nothing back, to lose herself in him, and to banish her grief in his arms and in his bed this night. He carried Alex to the bed laid her down on the silken cover let and he smiled down at her, slowly his hands went to the sash of the banyan that he was wearing, his dark brooding eyes searching for and hold her shimmering emerald eyes in their gaze.

The sash parted the banyan hung open and her Prince and Lord Liege’s penis was hard and waiting for his concubine. Come to me Alex and make love to me lets us lose ourselves in each others arms this night and take what comfort we can from each other’s bodies. Come my “little Dove.”
 
Alex laughed in surprise when he swept her into his arms. Her own clung tight around his neck until he laid her out on the coverlet of her bed. Emerald eyes stared up into his and while her sorrow was still there so now was her need for him. She watched as he opened the banyan he wore and slowly she rose to her knees before him. With his standing beside the high bed it put her nearly eyes to eye with him. Gently she pushed the robe off his shoulders to flutter to the floor.

Tipping her head, her lips found the small space just beneath his ear and began to spread small kisses down his neck and across his shoulder. For now she was his and she lost herself in him. As her lips spread their kisses one hand reached down between them, her fingers curling around the hard length of his penis, stroking it gently.

She knew her Prince's predilection for pain and so when at last she spoke her voice was soft, pleading, and bore a simple request, "Tonight, let there be only pleasure between us Geoffrey."
 
Tipping her head, her lips found the small space just beneath his ear and began to spread small kisses down his neck and across his shoulder.

"Tonight, let there be only pleasure between us Geoffrey."

The gentle touch of her hand on him the way her dainty fingers curled around and stroked him brought a sensual sigh from the prince. He smiled into Alex’s soft emerald eyes his lips brushed hers.

“As you whish my Dove tonight is yours Alex.”

Yet Geoffrey contented himself that tomorrow in Dover Alex would dance to the whip and her screams of pain would turn to the dark pleasure she had already embraced.

The Prince laid Alex back his hands forceful and gentle. His lips floated in the lightest sensual kisses as he adored every inch of her body before feasting on her sweet dew nectar soaked pussy. He was true to his word he made love to Alex gave her only pleasure, ripped orgasm after orgasm from her quiver, bucking and thrashing young form.

Caroline listened as Alex gave her self completely to Geoffrey and she whispered through tightly pursed lips. In Dover tomorrow you will be mine proud little bitch and this time you will wear my gift bitch.

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The Royal party did not depart the Isle of Jersey until noon the following day. In fact Geoffrey did not leave Alex’s bed until mid morning and he had given her a playful swat on her naked ass and told her to get dressed.

As they made for the Royal yatch, a man bumped Alex in passing.

“All is not lost , love will come for you even from beyond the grave.

The voice was Jonas’s but when she turned no one was there. Then Delery words came back to her when she had told him not top die.

I’ll come back for you even from beyond the grave.


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It was late afternoon when the arrived at Dover Castle and there was not doubt that this night the Prince would want more than tender love, and there was also Caroline, how long before she came to make her claim on Alex.
 
Alex had laughed at the playful swat to her ass and given Geoffrey a warm smile as she stretched on the bed. He'd used her well and as asked he'd been only gentle with her. Her body still glowed with the spent warmth of pleasure as she climbed from the bed and dressed.

Dressing was a simple affair, her gowns were simple and black as befitted a widow in mourning. Her hair she twined into a loose french braid. Around her throat still lay Paul's choker and rings still flashed on her fingers. She had no intention of removing them and wore them as a sign to all that looked that while she might be in the Royals keeping she would always belong to Paul.

Making their way to the yaht Alex was surprised when someone bumped into her, the voice that spoke eerily familiar words made her heart leap in her chest, “All is not lost , love will come for you even from beyond the grave.

The expression on her face didn't change leaving Jonas to wonder if she'd heard and understood but there was no way she could respond without drawing attention to him. Quietly her fingers reached up to stroke the small bear at her throat and any that looked would think only that her thoughts had once more turned to Paul.

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She remained to herself as they sailed to Dover. Part of her wanted to speak to Caroline but she didn't know where to begin with the Princess and part of her was on the constant look out for Paul. For Jonas to have known those words meant that her beloved was alive after all for no one else could have told him.

When they finally docked she felt bereft and alone. Once inside the castle she knew she was lost.
 
Caroline had bided her time and now she would no longer be denied.

“Alex you have given your word to come to both the Prince and I my sweet darling.”

Their was an evil glimmer in the woman’s eyes as she spoke.

“Now come with me the Prince shall join us later, when I am through with you my sweet pet.”

The spoiled young Princess had taken no chances she had the newly arrived governor of the castle and four men at arms waiting in attendance to comply Alex’s compliance if she defied the Princess again.

Alex was led to the dungeon of Dover Castle the place where she would be tested. Jonas had given her hope with his message and yet the ravishing tawny haired beauty found her self in the depth of Dover Castle and in the hands of a very vindictive young Princess.

“Strip for me Alex excite me as you do so caress and fondle your body I want to smell the sweet fragrance of your arousal and if you fail my pet I shall punish you.”

Caroline smiled the most wicked of smiles.

“You know Geoffrey sometimes like s to watch from hiding and if your performance is not good………”

The Princess let her voice trail off the implied threat quit obvious for though Geoffrey could be a tender lover he did have a sadistic streak as well.

“Oh my pet when you are naked select a toy to be play on.”

Toy??? the room was filled with devices of torture, ones that would leave the victim hopelessly bound and at the mercy of her captors.
 
“Now come with me the Prince shall join us later, when I am through with you my sweet pet.”

Alex saw the look in Caroline's eyes and took note of the gaurds and castle govenor. She knew this was no request but an order and that she would go with Caroline one way or another. Since fighting would be pointless - what could she do against four gaurds? - she simply nodded gently and motioned for the Princess to lead the way. She followed her down into the depth of the castle to it's dungeon. She wasn't at all surprised at what she found there, she'd known after all that the Royals had a sadistic streak a mile wide between them.

“You know Geoffrey sometimes likes to watch from hiding and if your performance is not good………”

Alex eyes held Caroline's for a long moment wondering if she didn't indeed want her to fail. Would anything she did be good enough for Caroline? In her present mood she doubted it but she'd make the Princess work for her amusement. Stripping would be simple enough for her gown was simple and her petticoats were easily released. Still she made a show of removing them, letting each slide sensually down to reveal her creamy skin, her fingers following the path of the silk as it ran to the floor. Her touch knowing and tender on her flesh but drawing small shivers and a low groan as her nipples hardened and her pussy became damp with desire.

Left in only her shift she slowly inched it upward, letting the sheet material tease her supple skin until she drew it up and over her head. This too she let fall to the floor with her gown until she stood bare before the Princess, except for those items that marked her as Paul's.

A toy. She had to select which device would hold her bound and captive to Caroline's will. Looking around her she at last stepped over and ran her fingers along the edges of an X-shaped cross.

"This one if it pleases your Highness."
 
Damn but she was proud her eyes living green fire even as they taunted Caroline. Yes the Princess was correct at times Geoffrey did like to watch as Caroline toyed with a pet as a cat toys with a mouse, and this was one of those times. Every one of Alex’s movements where graceful, seductive and had a fluid sensual grace. She teased the spoiled princess, reveling her body slowly, moaning, and gasping to the touch of her own dainty finger. If the princess thought to humiliate the tawny golden haired beauty she had failed, and failed measurably. Finally when Alex stood there naked in front of Caroline she casually Looking around her, she at last stepped over and ran her fingers along the edges of an X-shaped cross.


The girl’s caress of the St. Andrew’s cross was as if she where caressing her lover, and when she asked;

"This one if it pleases your Highness."


Alex’s voice was a sensual cooing whisper. Caroline’s eyes flashed dangerously her cheeks burned scarlet and then she became deadly calm, her blue eyes like ice.

“Darling Alex hold out your hand.”

The princess dropped a chaste sliver chain with three serpent head clasps, their fangs needle sharp.

“Put them on Alex I know Geoffrey must have by now introduced you to nipple clamps and the third my dear I am quite sure you know where it goes but if not I’ll be more than happy to assist you.”
 
“Put them on Alex I know Geoffrey must have by now introduced you to nipple clamps and the third my dear I am quite sure you know where it goes but if not I’ll be more than happy to assist you.”

"As your Highness wishes," Alex said. Her voice still held that sensual edge but her eyes swept the room as if searching. She was sure she could feel Geoffrey's gaze on her though she couldn't find him. When her eyes came back to the Princess the emerald fire in them turned cold, hard and her voice held a sharper edge, "I see you've made your choice Caroline, I hope you're happy with only a pet where you could have had a friend."

Adjusting the clamps in her hand she opened the first one while her free hand cupped and lifted her breast, her hardened nipple bared before the needle sharp teeth of the clamp. When the serpents jaws closed she gave a small whimper and her body shuddered hard, these clamps hurt! The teeth on these were sharper than the teeth on the clamps Geoffrey had used but she didn't give Caroline the satisfaction of complaining of them. The second clamp was quickly placed and drew only a hiss from between clenched teeth.

Grasing the last clamp her eyes grabbed and held Caroline's hers filled with emerald fire while her hips rolled out sensually and her thighs parted gently. Drawing a deep breath she refused to release the scream that filled her lungs when the small serpent teeth sank deep into the hood of her clit.

Finally releasing a ragging breath she stood quietly and waited for Caroline's next order.
 
The plan was bold and more than daring most would say fool hearty at best, others certain death. To hid in the open was an art, to be where your enemy least expected you was a skill.. Paul Delery was a skilled artist of the highest order. He was where he needed to be, not even Alex had recognized him, and Caroline was so absorbed in her own little games that he was hardly noticed as existing never mind someone she knew.

Delery stood there his heart retching in his breast

"As your Highness wishes,"

Alex said. Her voice still held that sensual edge but her eyes swept the room as if searching. He knew well that she searched for the Prince her firry emerald eyes passed over him without a flicker of recognition.

” I see you've made your choice Caroline, I hope you're happy with only a pet where you could have had a friend."

Adjusting the clamps in her hand she opened the first one while her free hand cupped and lifted her breast, her hardened nipple bared before the needle sharp teeth of the clamp. When the serpents jaws closed she gave a small whimper and her body shuddered hard.
Delery’s nails bit into the palms of his gloved hands Alex’s eyes shimmered with the pain of unshed tears. The second clamp bit into her flesh Alex’s other nipple secure in the jaws of the serpent. Paul struggled to maintain control as Alex her eyes filled with emerald fire while her hips rolled out sensually and her thighs parted gently. A single unstoppable tear slide down her flawless cheek yet she did not scream for the Princess.

“Alex step to the cross, Gentlemen strap her to it.”

With a nod from the castle Governor two guards approached and they soon had the flaxen harried beauty bound and spread eagled. Alex was naked and totally vulnerable. Caroline stepped to her and kissed her like a lover and then held up a sharp needle.

“I think I shall pierce your proud firm nipples Alex and you will scream for me my dear.”

The point of the needle was poised and the princess began to slowly push it into Alex’s nipple but she was stopped by a single command

“NO”

The Prince had come from his hiding place carrying a cat of nine tails.

“Major escort the Princess Royal to her chambers. “

The Major and the guards led a very distraught Caroline from the Dungeon.


The door had hardly shut when the prince cupped Alex’s chin and looked in to her emerald eyes.

“Last night was yours Alex tonight is mine.”

He paused his lips brushed Alex’s in a tender kiss.

“Alex you shall dance to the cat for me.”

Again he paused his lips brushing hers again. Shall I remove the clamps my little Dove?
 
“I think I shall pierce your proud firm nipples Alex and you will scream for me my dear.”

Alex hadn't struggled when the gaurds had bound her to the cross. She knew it would have been futile and it would only have increased the pain already flooding her senses. She needed to be able to think. She still had that sense of being watched and her eyes swept the room once more, pausing to linger for just a moment on one of the gaurds that had remained back out of the way. There was something oddly familiar...shaking her head she pushed the thoughts away. Jonas had given her hope but hope had no place here.

As the needle began to press into her skin she closed her eyes and felt tears begin to roll down both her cheeks, her teeth sank into her lower lip so sharply she tasted blood and her breath caught in her throat where she held it tightly refusing to scream.

“NO”

For a heartstopping moment that voice had nearly sounded like Paul and when her eyes opened in surprise there was a hope in them that quickly died on seeing the Prince. She was grateful that he was looking at Caroline and she at him for neither saw that brief flare in her gaze. She was glad to see the Princess led away and even more glad that -at least for now- she wouldn't be allowed to drive a needle through Alex flesh.

When the Prince came to her she met his gaze evenly, her eyes still filled with tears but grateful as well that he had stopped Caroline. Somehow she thought that was a part of some game he played with his wife and that eventually she'd feel that needle slide through her flesh but for now that sentence had been stayed. The brush of his lips was soft and tender and with her thoughts already half on Paul it only brought him closer to mind. She could almost feel his presence there with her and wished she could fall into his arms.

Shall I remove the clamps my little Dove?

"Yes please," she whispered softly. If they had been the clamps he'd used on her before she might not have asked it but these were sharper and hurt to such a degree that she thought it likely she'd pass out if he left them in place while striking her with the cat. If one of the cat's tails caught the clamps...she let the thought trail off uncompleted. She didn't even want to think of that level of pain.

Again her gaze swept the room. Why did the feeling of being watched persist? She'd thought before that it was the Prince watching but now he was before her and still she felt eyes on her.

Without thought she asked softly, "Do you think he can see and hate me Geoffrey?" There was no question who she meant, there would only ever be one "he" that she would so casually mention between them.
 
With the greatest reluctance Delery did as he was commanded and the Princess was escorted to her chambers. This simple act would leave Alex alone with the prince for at least an hour if not two and there was nothing Paul could do about it without raising suspicion. The Princess was now safely ensconced in her chambers and guards set on her doors to make sure that is where she stayed.

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"Do you think he can see and hate me Geoffrey?"

There was no question who she meant, there would only ever be one "he" that she would so casually mention between them.


The Prince knew that the young beauty had spoken without thought for she was to sensible to speak of an other lover in his presence so bound. But Geoffrey could afford to humor her until she truly learned her place.

“Hate you Alex How could he?.........Did he not send you to us?..........Did not he tell you to serve us?”

His eyes held hers his voice was soft and comforting, this was the Geoffrey that was the tender, gentle lover.

“Alex Paul could never hate you this I know. From the bottom of my heart.”


The back of his hand tenderly caressed Alex’s cheek and then in that same soft voice he asked .

“Alex would you prefer to dance to the cat on the cross or kneeling at my feet?”

This was the other Geoffrey the one who enjoyed inflicting pain , but unlike Caroline he knew how to turn that pain into the most unimagined pleasure. And this night he would lash Alex till she begged him to user her as he pleased.
 
Tears rolled down her cheeks when he tolled her that Paul couldn't hate her. She prayed it was true but she still wondered. Whether he'd sent her to them or not didn't really play a part in her reasoning. She was grateful to hear from someone else that he her reasoning was faulty. It was comforting in an odd way.

The touch of his hand gently running across her cheek gave her strength and stilled her tears. Her eyes told him thank you even though the words didn't part her lips. When his knuckles came near her lips she turned her head and brushed a kiss across them.

“Alex would you prefer to dance to the cat on the cross or kneeling at my feet?”

"Whichever you would prefer Geoffrey. The cross leaves my body opened to you but kneeling would bare both my back and my front to you as well."

She truly didn't care how he wished to lash her. When it came down to it all she cared about just now was his removing the clamps so she wouldn't pass out when the pain the started.
 
"Whichever you would prefer Geoffrey. The cross leaves my body opened to you but kneeling would bare both my back and my front to you as well."

“The sweet brush of her lips on his knuckles as he stroked her silken flawless cheek thrilled The prince for he knew Alex was his and had been for quite some time even before she learned of Delery’s death It was he who had opened a corner of her soul and allowed it to embrace her darkest passions and it was her very nature so sweetly submissive in her strength that had been her downfall. And yet he had told her what she wanted to hear needed to hear. Yes He had seduced her tempted her but it was Alex who had willingly became a partner in that seduction.

Geoffrey with his own hands released Alex from the St Andrew’s cross, it was his fingers that slowly removed each clamp and kissed and suckled away the ruby drops of blood that marred her throbbing nipples It was his fingers that gently massaged her wounded clit till her knees nearly buckled with the pleasure he brought her.

“Kneel Alex and spread your thighs wide open yourself totally to me.”

Geoffrey waited till the tawny haired beauty had done as he commanded, then the supple leather of the cat draped across Alex’s shoulders slowly it slithered like nine living serpents to cascades in a most sensual caress across her breasts and nipples.

CRACK

Those sinuous strands encircled the sensual curves of the ravishing young beauty’s torso their tips sharply licking at Alex’s taunt rose bud nipples.

“Dance my proud beauty dance to the caress and kiss of the cat.”

He was a master as Alex well knew and soon the pain and the pleasure began to merge Geoffrey kept her just on the edge of that abyss that promised her such release, yet he would not granted to her until Alex begged him to take her user any way he wished as long as he granted her the release that she so desperately needed now.
 
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Alex watched as he released her from the cross. It always surprised her when he took on the menial tasks involved in his seduction of her. Where Caroline had others bind and free her, Geoffrey did these things himself. Her fingers clung to his shoulderd as he removed the clamps from her nipples and small whimpers filled her throat when he suckled away the crimson drops of blood the clamps had drawn.

When his fingers moved to her clit she gave a small cry, just he barest brush of his fingers brought a burst of agony until he removed the clamp from there as well. As his fingers caressed and eased her pain her fingers tightened on his shoulders, just when she could feel the knot of pleasure tightening in her belly, ready to burst forth he released her.

“Kneel Alex and spread your thighs wide open yourself totally to me.”

Alex groaned in need and sank to the floor before the Prince, her thighs parting wide and back arching as her palms found the floor behind her. She left all of the front of her body bared and open to him. Her eyes fell closed when the tails of the whip caressed her body and at the first strike she cried out in sheer pain. As he worked her flesh she felt it grow warm and pleasure and pain soon intermingled and became one until she lived in a world that was only sensation. Her body rolled to the whip, arching, writhing pressing up to meet each strike and though he held her trapped at the edge of release she couldn't bring herself to beg him to give it to her.
 
Her body rolled to the whip, arching, writhing pressing up to meet each strike and though he held her trapped at the edge of release she couldn't bring herself to beg him to give it to her. Each little whimper, each groan of dark pleasure that escaped the haplessly lost beauty was music to his ears he could see her stunning young body desperately arching to the caress and kiss of the cat, Alex arousal, deep musky, primeval in its very nature filled the confines of the dungeon, and yet she still did not beg her prince for the release she so craved.

The Regent continued to seduce Alex with the cat, he let her just taste that sweet blessed relief before once again denying it to her. Her words came back to him in a haunting echo in his mind. Do you think he can see and hate me Geoffrey?"


Then his voice came to her soft gentle offering Alex what she needed with out having to be the one to beg for it.

“Shall I take you now Alex, take your sweet pussy, your tight ass and let you make love to me with your mouth, granted you the release that you so desire?”

Geoffrey’s soft seductive words promised all that Alex needed and wanted at that moment and she did no have to beg.

“Alex all you have to do is tell me and you shall have what you need.”
 
“Shall I take you now Alex, take your sweet pussy, your tight ass and let you make love to me with your mouth, granted you the release that you so desire?”

Alex body screamed yes but as she looked up at the Prince from her place on the floor she found she couldn't speak the words he wanted to hear. She couldn't bring herself to say yes or no, she simply remained still and quiet, her body caught in a nexus of desire while her heart screamed out for her husband. Ever since she'd heard Jonas words earlier in the day she'd felt his prescence near and now it trapped her as surely as the Prince's will held her in place on the floor.

It was all just too much for her. The hope that had flooded her earlier, that flickering moment when one of the gaurds had looked like Paul, Caroline's cruelty and Geoffrey's painful yet tender seduction. Her world felt like it had been tipped on it's side and she was now falling through space with nowhere to land and no one to catch her.

For no reason that would make sense to anyone but her she suddenly burst into tears and collapse utterly to the floor. The fingers of her left hand curled around the small silver bear at the hollow of her throat while she curled into a tight ball and let her sobs wrack her body. Over the last month she'd cried many time, but then she'd cried over the loss of Paul...now she cried for having lost herself.
 
Alex suddenly burst into tears and collapse utterly to the floor. The fingers of her left hand curled around the small silver bear at the hollow of her throat while she curled into a tight ball and let her sobs wrack her body.

He knew she was his, knew he owned her body and soul and yet as Alex laid there crying on the floor Geoffrey was at her side gathering the frightened child into his arms holding her rocking her, soothing her, humming to her, as he cradled this ravishing lost beauty tightly to him. His embrace was intimate his body pressed closed to Alex’s, his hot moist breath washing over her , stirring the stray hairs at the nape of her neck. Alex’s world had been turned upside down , all she had known and loved was gone ripped from her, and even the friend she thought Caroline to be was a cruel hoax. In Her whole torture young life there had been only one constant and that was Geoffrey.

Geoffrey had never lied to Alex, he had always kept his word, when he could have ordered her to please him at Windsor he did not. When she desired tender love last evening Geoffrey had granted it. Now this night this evening was to be his she was to be his without reservation, to please him as she knew he liked at yet she was here crying like a babe even as her body was hungering for his, that knot in the pit of her stomach demanding release. No Geoffrey had never lied to her but she was now lying to him and in her heart Alex knew it.

A lady always keeps her word Alexandria the words of a mother to a child a lesson to be learned.

Yet Geoffrey was there her only constant in her dissolving world.
 
Alex clung to Geoffrey as he rocked and cooed to her. He was the only thing left in her world that made sense. He'd never pretended he wanted her friendship, he'd always made it clear that while he might be fond of her it was as a Master is fond of a pet. One that might be undulged and pampered but that nonetheless was owned and there to amuse him. That she'd given herself to him so easily ripped at her soul but where else did she have to turn?

Gradually her tears subsided and she lay curled in his arms. When at last her tears stopped she looked up at Geoffrey and whimpered softly, "I'm sorry. You were so kind last night and I know you wanted your pleasure, your way tonight and I've spoiled it."

Sighing softly she drew back from him and stared around her trying to figure out how she'd come to be here, how she'd ended up on a path that led to a dungeon with the Prince when all she'd ever wanted in life was her own little house and her freedom.
 
Alex lay curled in his arms. When at last her tears stopped she looked up at Geoffrey and whimpered softly,

"I'm sorry. You were so kind last night and I know you wanted your pleasure, your way tonight and I've spoiled it."

Alex soft shimmering emerald eyes slowly took in the scene around her and Geoffrey let the lost little toy just lay there in the one security she had left. Her eyes told the story more than her words could she was lost a lone and with no one go to, or even to turn to.

“Alex yes I was looking forward to tonight, for it has been a very long time my sweet Dove.”

His lips brushed hers, his mouth sought Alex’s and he let their kiss deepen, linger and the built in passion. Geoffrey’s fingers entwined in Alex’s flaxen mane bound so tightly in her French braid, his tongue danced with her, and his lips now crushed to Alex’s as he claimed her mouth.

The heat of his body warmed the girls supple form as they knelt there on the cold floor of the dungeon, he had her brought to this place so that he could enjoy his dark passions, and she had danced so wondrously to the cat and Geoffrey could feel her taunt nipples biting into his chest through the thin material of his shirt, the air still heavy with that sweet musky fragrance of the ravishing little beauty’s arousal. The prince sensually ran the tails of the cat across Alex’s inner thighs their sinuous length caressing her sweet dewy nectar drenched pussy. Alex may not have wished to beg, she might even be able to resist Geoffrey seduction a bit longer, but those long slithering strands of leather called to the stunning young beauty’s supple treacherous body and it knew what it wanted, what it now demanded after having been denied its dark pleasures for so long. Why not Geoffrey had acted with honor and she had given her word to not only Geoffrey the man but to her lord liege as well.

Finally the prince broke that sensually seductive kiss of raw passion he was nearly breathless his eyes burning with desire and lust.

“Alex..”
 
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