IMMURE

Chapter One: His Captive Queen

She woke up to the usual chirping of the wide species of birds, most of which she were unfamiliar with.
Her weak, pale, sickly-scrawny body was greeted by the partial rays of sunlight, beaming through the light sheer curtains.
She slowly rubbed her eye, trying to adjust to the brilliance of the sun. Her twig like arms, pushed her heavy fur blanket with difficulty. As she stood on her feet, she felt a chill crawl over her body. A result of slipping out of her warm blanket. But ironically, she needed to wearing three layers of clothing even under the blanket to relieve herself from the cold.

All thanks to the lack of mass on her body to naturally protect her.
But why was she this why?
There was only one reason, or rather one person who was the reason.
LORENZO ZURZOLO.
The man who once loved her,immensely, still does, but the only difference is that now, he's punishing her. Punishing her for trying to run away, for trying to leave him.
Melanie, the love of his life, was also his biggest victim. Somewhere, his fear of losing her messed him up so bad, that he was willing to do whatever it took to keep her next to him.

Be it taking her, against her will to a completely different country and dumping her in a cabin in the middle of unknown woods, secluded from any human contact aside from his mansion, a few meters away.
Or be it starving her, feeding her only once a day, so that she'd be too weak to escape his clutches, too weak to struggle, too weak to refuse him anything, and best of all, too weak to do anything without his help. Completely at his Mercy. Completely under his control. (Talk about control freak to a fucked up level)

Melanie slowly walking to the window and peeped outside, ignoring her chitters. The trees were covered with snow. It had definitely snowed last night. No wonder it was so cold.
Before she could walk away from the window, she heard the sound of the door open, followed with an icy breeze.
"You're up early."
She didn't bother looking at the source of the voice, knowing well it was the man who had made her life an existence, and a miserable one with that.
Lorenzo wrapped his arms around her, holding her shivering body firmly.
"You shouldn't be out of bed unnecessarily Mel, it's too cold." There's only so many layers one can successfully wear after all.

She didn't say a word. And Lorenzo simply lift her up, one arm under her legs, the other supporting her back, the perfect bridal carry, the bride she'll be forced to become someday, and placed her back in bed, covering her with the blanket. He got into the blanket with her, and pulled her body close to his.
He did this every morning. He'd sneak into her bed and snuggle with her like an attention craving puppy.
As much as he wanted to sleep in the same bed as her, he had to punish her. Ironically, she saw this part of her punishment more as a blessing than curse. She was glad he wasn't there all the time.

"Mel....you're freezing.....let me warm you up." Lorenzo mumbled as his face rested on her shoulder.
"Lay on all fours." He whispered seductively.
She stayed still, staring at the wooden panel wall in front of her. When she didn't move, he took matters into his own hands and positioned her the way he wanted to take her.
He pulled her thick leggings down, along with her underwear.
Her bare ass was stormed with goosebumps due to the cold.
Lorenzo gently rubbed her ass cheeks to warm them up.
He pulled his own pants down and let his hard cock spring out.

Without wasting a second he pushed into her dry, cold pussy, making her yelp in pain. His massive cock, invading her without any lubrication hurt like a bitch, but he wanted to make her feel the pain she gave him when she tried to flee, one year ago.
"Christ......Mel!" He groaned in delight.
Melanie's muffled squeals of anguish, echoed throughout her prison cabin.
"Clench just like that angel.......Fuck...."Lorenzo hissed as he felt his cock twitch, desperate to release.
"E-Enzo....s-stop.....please....ahhh..." Melanie pled helplessly.

Her pussy hurt ever time he thrusted into her. Her body was too weak to bare the impact of ever invasion.
"I'm almost there.....just a little longer Mel...." he tried to coax her, thrusting faster by the second.
"No....pl-please...." Melanie whined as her tears soaked the pillow she hid her face in.
"Shut the fuck up and Take it!" Lorenzo gritted his teeth in irritation.
He rammed into her like an animal, he knew he'd have to give her a day or so to let her heal after this, but he didn't care. He wanted her now, and he wanted to take her rough.

"Fuck Mel"
Thrust
"Fuck"
Thrust
"Ahh....M-Melanie.....fuck"
He moaned as his warm cum filled her up to the brim. She hadn't cum with him, but she was kinda glad that this was over. At least for now.
A sigh of relief escaped her lips as he pulled out of her, and Lorenzo noticed it.
"You didn't think I was done with you, did you?" He challenged, making her blood run cold.
Before she could react, he positioned her, laying her flat on her back, and brought his face near her pussy.

"I love your sweet little cunt Angel. I'm gonna make you cum so hard, you'll pass out." He declared, as a glint of dark malevolent eyes meet hers. He started licking her folds sensually.
This is something she hated more than when he would be rough, because now he was giving her euphoric pleasure, and she couldn't deny it.
"E-Enzo.....ahhh" her hear rolled back as her face squinted from an intractable need to erupt.
"Cum Angel. Cum for me." He commanded, the vibration of his voice, only adding to her bliss.

Lorenzo thrusted his sinful tongue into her as the tip of his nose brushed against her clit, stimulating it.
She clenched the sheets with her bony fingers, as her hip jerked up. She was close, very close, and he knew it.
She squirmed and with a shrinking moan, she came undone.
Lorenzo licked her clean, satisfied with the way her body reacted to him.
He looked up only to find her a panting mess, struggling to keep her eyes open.
Lorenzo caressed her head and cooed.
"Sleep Melanie. I'm here. I'll always be here."