Red like roses

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I huffed as I sat across from saffron, I gave it a little lip pout. This is what I didn't want. "Oh come on," she spat some what a tone of ignorance licking her throat. "Just because my prince doesn't get what his mind wants he throws a temper tantrum?" It asked as it shuffled through some drawers looking for something of importance. "Hmp." Was all I responded with and shuffled my face towards the back of their bed. "Seriously?" Saffron spoke a little bit louder as they walked over to the bed staring into my blue crystal like eyes. "Want it!" I pouted more as if I wear a child. It sighed once again and rustled around for a few minutes away from myself. "Your not a child. Ask with your voice." They spoke as they looked back up towards me. "Come onnnn need ittt." I whined towards them. "That's enough." They spat and grabbed my wrist pulling me towards a room that was only entered for certain times. Not many in the house knew much about it. She roughly tossed me onto the bed; grabbing a pair of cuffs from a drawers. "Prince you no better than to raise your voice at Sir." She spoke roughly placing each cuff onto my wrists and locking them to each side of the bed. "You know not addressing me by name is another rule you broke as well." She added. "Do you understand,?" She added to witch I only nodded. Had my plan worked?  "Prince, chew on that." She spoke as she handed a tee shirt for me to place into my mouth. She moved her hands down to my pants, ripping them off with some what ease and the underwear was next. "M. Someone's excited." She uttered as she moved herself closer to take the tee shirt and tie it around my mouth area. "There now you can't make any noises and or speak. Don't cry." She added as she began to stroke my leg up and down. "Prince you know my roles. You know what to address me as. You know what you done wrong, haven't you?" she spoke.  I gave a nod. "M." Was all it replies.  A minute or two later she had entered herself into me. Grasping on to my hair to yank it backwards and continued to go faster.

(End of chapter one) (end of this storie each chapter is a different one)

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