Summer Camp

Chapter Sixty

I am not Black
I mean, that's what the world calls me, but it's not... me
I didn't come out of my mother's womb saying, "Hey everybody, I'm... Black."
No, I was taught to be black
And you were taught to call me that
Along with whatever you call yourself
It's just a.... label

~ I am not Black, You are Not White, Prince Ea

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**Alex's POV**

I woke up to the sound of my door closing. I sat up instantly looking for the intruder in my room. Instead I found an apple and a note.

'Clean' was all it said. I sighed and took the apple, taking a big bite. It reminded me of Lana she loved apples. She always begged me to make apple pastries. 

I left my room, eating the apple as I went I walked up the stairs to the King's Chamber. I stood in front of the door, fear swallowing me whole. I slowly lifted my fist and knocked just like any other day. No one answered, so I just walked in to find the room empty. 

I walked over to the King's study, but it was locked. I went over to the closet and got all of my cleaning supplies. I waited for Emily to show up, but she never came. 

I had the whole room done and I was exhausted when someone came in.

I curtsied to the King and he noded at me. He went to his study and unlocked the door, motioning for me to follow him. I put away all of the cleaning supplies and went into his study. He sat behind his desk and motioned for me to sit also. 

"Have you thought about it," asked the King.

"I don't really understand the offer," I told him honestly. 

"You will be my full personal slave," said the King, "You will be with almost all of the time, and will be as intimate as I would like. You will do what I say and I will be your dominant. You will be happy, and sexually satisfied."

I squirmed as he started talking about sex and be my dominant. I didn't like the thought of being controlled, and how he said I wouldn't have a say in what happened.

"What are you asking for permission," I asked quitely.

"That's a good question," said the King thinking about it.

"What will happen if I say no? Will you force me into it anyway?"

"Maybe," said the King honestly, "I don't like getting turned down, but I don't think that will happen." The King smirked at me.

My vagina tingled as his eyes looked at me lustfully. I pulled myself together, covering a lot of myself. I didn't like that I reacted to him

"I wont hurt you or do anything you don't want," said the King. He then added, "Right now."

"Can I go and think about it," I said.

"I want an answer soon," said the King, leading me to the door. 

All I could do was think of what would happen to me if I said yes to the King. I wanted to help James, but I would be giving up a lot and I didn't think that I was that willing to help them.

I took a deep breath and tried to make up mind.