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.." His words sent a chill down her spine; yet she knew she could not try to move away from his touch. Doing so would only result in a severe beating, followed by a night in the most dangerous dungeon, the one where the demons ruled, and from which normal townsfolk never emerged in once piece.

Letting her dress fall to the floor, Mephista resigned herself to Domitian's strong arms as he lifted her, terrified, and now only clad in her lace panties and almost transparent bra, and carried her as if she were a doll, down to his own chamber. She felt a barely controllable urge to fight him, as he had never taken her out of that tower, in all the three months she had been in his domain. "Wh... what are you going to do?" she whimpered into his hair, as her arms latched around his neck so as not to fall from his embrace and onto the dark, cold floor that lay over the railing.

"Now that you are my official queen, I decided that it would be appropriate to have you in my bed every night," he told her. Fear gripped Mephista's mind as a string of images from the previous night flashed through her mind-least her small tower chamber afforded some sort of familiarity while he beat her. In there, she could draw her mind away from her agony, and focus on the comforting images of her own familiar chamber. In Domitian's own bed, none of those things would be there for her. She only had her evil captor to stare at, and now, he would likely hurt her in ways other than a simple beating. The princess still had her innocence about her, but she feared that would change this very night.

Domitian gently set his captive down on his bed, reminding her "Don't try to run my darling, or you know I just might have to let my demons in the basement have their way with you too!" He laughed at his threat and climbed into bed with her, immediately taking her into his arms. Domitian had never held her this way before, and Mephista was finding it harder to control the rising urge to fight him. His breathing grew heavier, and his arms held her with increasing strength. As he began to kiss her neck, the princess could no longer control herself.

Pulling her right arm free, she hit her attacker in the head, while trying to roll away from him. This angered Domitian, and he slapped her face, twice as hard, while pinning Mephista's struggling form beneath him. An evil smile spread across his face as her desperate squirming only served to excite him farther. He covered her mouth with his, kissing her while stifling her terrified screams, and ground his cock into her body, meeting resistance only from her panties. "This will not do," he said, as he tore them off in one swift movement. Blood trickled from her lip from his rough kissing, and her arms now bore marks from his fingers. Mephista knew she was fighting a losing battle against him.

"You like it don't you?" Domitian laughed as her struggles served to mash her tits into his chest. Quickly undoing her bra and throwing it off the bed, Domitian grasped one nipple between his fingers and playfully pinched it. Never having felt such a sensation, Mephista instinctively screamed and grabbed Domitian's arm. "Not good," he laughed as he roughly brushed her hand off. Moving one hand to her neck, he held her down as he licked down her chest and took one tit into his mouth, sucking, her nipple quickly becoming hard. At the same time, she could also feel his dick brushing her inner thighs, probing at the entrance to her cunt. "You think that hurts sweetheart," he murmured, "just wait until I'm ready to fuck your brains out."

Mephista could not struggle anymore. His strength was too much for her. Of course, she expected no less from him, knowing that he was a prince of pain and destruction, while she was an innocent princess from a finished kingdom.

Suddenly, Mephista felt herself being lifted up by her hair.

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