Summer Camp

Chapter Sixty Two *R*

Bang-a-rang-rang, bang-a-ring-a-rang-rang
Bass in the trunk, vibrate that thang
Do your thang, thang, girl
Do that thang like la la la

Tell them pretty faced girls tryna brass each other
And them undercover freaks who ain't nun' but trouble
Baby, I'm a tell you some' only cause I love ya
People all around the world sexy motherfuckers

~ Get Ugly, Jason Derulo

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** Alex's POV ** 

Just as I was leaving my room I was rammed into. I fell onto the ground in a thump. I looked up to see the King. He was looking down at me, and then I noticed something. The King's dick was hard, causing a dent in his pants. 

Fear overtook me as he grinned and picked me up. I screamed as loud as I could, kicking and pounding on his back and he walked up the stairs. The King was unaffected by me, and he got to his room easily. 

He through the door open, and slammed it behind him, bringing me into his bedroom. I screamed as loud as I could, hoping that someone would come help me. 

Tears were pouring down my face as the King through my on the bed. He walked over to his dressed and I bolted up, running to the door. 

The King laughed manically as he easily caught me.

"You aren't going to be a good girl are you," he said, throwing me on the bed once again. This time he pinned me on the huge bed. I screamed and kicked, as he grabbed one of my wrists. Something hard and metal was attached to my wrist and I found that he had handcuffed me. I screamed as he yanked my arm towards a post on the bed and handcuffed me to the bed. 

I tugged as hard as I could as the King moved around me, doing the same to my other hand. The King had two more hand cuffs, and I knew what was next. I kicked over and over widly trying to get the King to back off as he caught an ankle and locked it in place. He caught the second ankle even easier, leaving me in a X shape. My lambs were all tightly bound with the metal and I couldn't move.

Tears streamed down my face and screams ran out as I felt hopelessness rang through my body.

"Shhh," said the King stroking my face, "Calm down babygirl." I tried to yank myself away, but I was immobile, so I just cried harder. The guards in the hall must be laughing at me right now, since they must be able to hear me.

The King moved away and came back holding a blindfold in his hand. I moved my head as much as I could as he covered my eyes with it. I squirmed and pulled as much as I could, but I was stuck. I couldn't move and no one would help me. I was stuck here in the Kings paws.

Suddenly I felt something the skirt of my dress was moved as the King's arm reached to my panties. The King's finger rubbed against my vagina making me squirm as he hooked a finger around my panties, pulling them down as far as he could, before ripping them off.

I was in my dress, but the King would have a clear shot of my fruit, of the thing that he wanted. I heard his footsteps around to my left, and I felt him lift up the fabric of the top of my dress, just between my breasts. A knife was slid between the dress and my skin, and soon the dress was cut off.

"Please," I begged, "Don't."

I heard the King taking his own clothes off, and I screamed as loud as I could once again. My throat was raw from screaming and my body hurt from me pulling so hard against the handcuffs.

I was cold and scared, when I felt the King.

"Calm down," said the King, "This will feel good." I felt the King ease himself down near my vagina, and I felt something warm and wet. He rubbed his tongue all around my vagina, rubbing his hands up and down my thighs.

"Please stop," I asked the King again, but he just opened my folds with his fingers, licking more. He explored around me until he found my clit. The King grinned as I pulled away as much as I could. He licked it again, and soon pulled my clitoris into his mouth.

I groaned as he pulled away, "Doesn't this feel good. Get used to it, because I'm going to fuck you so hard that your legs shake, and everyone in the palace hears you call my name." He suddenly went back down, pulling my clitoris back into his mouth. The King's teeth grazed against it making me cry out, not in pain, but in pleasure.

He bit my clit lightly and I screamed. Suddenly I felt his finger go inside of me and I moaned. It felt amazing as the King played with me. Soon the King came up, climbing on top of me. He grabbed my breasts, and massaged them. I moaned out loud as he did. He nipped at my neck, sucking until I knew that it would leave a mark. 

I felt the King's dick at my enterance, and I groaned as he rubbed against me. He pulled on my nipples with his teeth, rubbing my clit with his dick. I moaned enjoying the pleasure that I was having when I heard the door opening.

The King was off me in a heartbeat, but I still couldn't see. I squirmed around, trying to get free. I didn't want anyone to see me. 

"Get out," said the King angrily.

"My King," said Harry's voice, "Please think about what you are doing. Think about what you said to me, won't this ruin everything that you worked for. 

I was crying as Harry talked. I heard footsteps and a gently touch on my wrists letting me free from my handcuffs. Soon I was free, and I pulled the blind fold off of my head. The King was standing near the door staring at me.

I looked away from him, as Harry tossed me one of the King's robes. I covered myself fast, and Harry took my arm. I stood and he lead me out of the King's room and to my own.

"Thank you," I whispered, starting to sob harder. 

"I'm sorry," said Harry, as he helped me onto my bed. He pulled my blankets on me and patted my head soothingly. "Do you want me to stay with you?"

"No," I told him, "I need to be alone."

And I was alone and scared and hurt.