The New Kings Pet

Chapter 3

The guards roughly throw me onto the ground in the King's Chambers closing the door with a loud thud behind me, I hear a key and click and I know I am locked in here. I am a prisoner in what was once my own home, but now was not the time for me to wallow in self-pity I had to think of a plan to save my Kingdom from this corrupt man who thinks he knows how to properly rule over my people. I knew I wasn't ready to rule the Kingdom but I grew up surrounded by these people and I knew that I would know what to do better than that snake of a man.

I couldn't climb out the window as guards were patrolling the castle grounds. They haven't changed they just follow the King's orders no matter who the new ruler is, this angers me they seem unfazed by the sudden change in leadership. I was sure that the people of this Kingdom would not know of this, I become more distressed knowing that they also could not get a proper farewell to their reigning King and Queen. From the main window in the Kings Chamber is the view of the entire township of our Kingdom.

I could see all of the townspeople going on with their day blissfully unaware that their King and Queen are no longer alive and they under the rule of a snake. I notice smoke coming from one of the chimneys in the west wing of the castle and I shudder thoughts coming to mind that makes me fall to my knees against the window sill. I noticed a photo frame on the ground obviously knocked down from the side table, taking it with my hands the photo it holds.

A sad smile forms on my face, the photo is of me with my hair in pigtails either side of my face bows tied from a ribbon at the end of each braid a lace material around my neck almost like a collar. I'm smiling into the camera, blissfully unaware of life problems oh how I wished to be a child again. I am ignorant to the sound of the door unlocking and the loud footsteps enter the room, it's when I hear his voice I snap out of my sad thoughts and look behind me. That man towers over my small figure on the ground.

"Why aren't you cuffed to the bed?" he shouts demanding an answer from me but I stay silent, "answer me, princess," he says through gritted teeth as he exaggerates the word princess. I simply shrug my shoulders looking back at the photo in my hand, "why?" he asked so lightly "are you deliberately trying to piss me off?" his stare cutting through me I freeze when we make eye contact, "do you have a death wish perhaps?" his hands were wrapped gently around my neck, "because my princess that can be arranged" I gulped at his threat.

"Kill me and you won't have an heir to the throne," I say feeling slightly more confident as I give him a cold stare. he's quiet for a moment "I suppose that killing you isn't an option, for now, but I could always have some fun along the way" he whispers licking his lips and smirks. "N-no" I stutter my plans backfire immediately, I shuffle back feeling defeat as my back comes in contact with the bedside table my eyes grow wide knowing I'm trapped. His face was eerily close to mine an evil look in his eyes, "then my princess you better start obeying me, I can only be so patient for long" his eyes drift to my lips.

I nod my head quickly hoping that he would back away, "yes my King" the words leave my mouth and I feel defeated. He takes my arm gently and he places a cuff on my wrist, a hear a soft click and I know he has locked me to the bedpost like he wanted. "I think you need to be taught a lesson, to make sure you obey me from the start" he hovers over me whispering those words menacingly into my ear.

I nod my head slowly letting him know that he has won dominance, my head hangs low as my arm hangs limply over my head. He sighs gripping my chin, forcing me to look at him. "When I get back you will have your punishment my little princess" he roughly pushes my face away before leaving the room, not bothering to lock the door. I was locked to the bed anyways, I am admitting defeat. The day wasted away and I sat on the ground before moving to the bed when my arm began to cramp.

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The sun had long left the sky when he walked into the room, he wore a scowl on his face the crown on his head shined against the lights. "What, being a King wasn't as easy as you thought?" I taunt him wanting to make him feel miserable as he made me, he stared at me and with long fast strides his face was eerily close to mine. "Aren't you afraid of me?" he hissed in my ear, his spit landing on my neck. "I stopped being afraid of snakes a long time ago" I replied calmly raising my chin, fumes of anger poured from his ears like a steam train.

"You think you can scare me" he laughed loudly, "me the ruler of this kingdom, scared of a little princess" he stepped away from me. "Little princess do not forget which one of us is cuffed to the bedpost" he sneered as if the comment would make me submit to him, "remember which one of was born in royalty and which one came from the farmhouse," I say my voice as venomous as his snake-like demeanour. His lips brushed against my earlobe as he whispered "I could be a whole lot worse, little princess I'm just going easy on you now, but my patience wearing thin" he nibbled my ear and I shivered in disgust or maybe desire.

I bit my tongue to stop myself from cursing at him, as he kissed his way down my neck to my collarbone. "I must say, princess, you do taste quite delectable" he swipes his tongue across my collarbone. He moves the shoulder of my dress lower, "g-get off me" I stutter feeling the bile rise up my throat. He smirks but does as I ask, shaking lightly I stare at the bed refusing to meet his eyes.

"You know princess one day you'll ask me to stop and I won't," he says as his voice seems to go further from me along with the sound of his footsteps lead towards the door. The lights in the room blackout and he comes back to the bed, I can hear his ragged breath and I can feel it close to my body as the bed dips on one side as he lays down next to me. "One day I shall make you my queen little princess, and you shall bare me an heir to the throne," he says his voice husky with sleep as he becomes drowsy.

Soon his breathing evens out and I'm left with the sound of him sleeping as I try to form my escape. I struggle against the cuff wishing it would magically break free, I hear a soft snore beside me before an arm wraps around my waist as he pulls himself towards my body.

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Family defines you even if it does demand sacrifice

Peace out, Ty