Unbroken Spirit
"Strip, now!" I roared, my voice shaking the hall. This skinny girl, Lina, just stood there, stubborn. It pissed me off. My hand shot out, slapping her hard again. Crack! Why was she so difficult? My orders were final. I hate being disobeyed.
The sting felt good. Her head snapped back. A red line appeared in her mouth, as blood was dripping so much. Good. Let her feel the shame. A lesson served. Fear flickered in her eyes, but that stubborn spark still remained.
Lucian and Jamil, watched, in amusement. They knew my power. Lina, shoulders were trembling, as she slowly unbuttoned her clothes. Every slow move annoyed me so bad. The blood on her mouth, a reminder of my power, continuously dripped.
"Faster!" I hissed. She took the dress she wore out. Lucian chuckled, and Jamil, his teeth clenched, muttered,
"Alpha Kade, why do you always get good things?" Their reactions were music to my ears. They are really enjoying the show, too. This was power. This was how we did it before. They watch as I play with my pets
The last bits fell, revealing her thin, untouched body. My gaze sharpened, fixing on her pointy nipples. Cold and scared. I reached out, as my fingers closed around one. Lina gasped, a sharp cry. "What are—"
"Quiet, girl!" I growled. Her body stiffened. I fumbled her breast with so much anger. "See, boys?" I said, with a low growl, "She is so soft." I laughed, cold and harsh. Lucian and Jamil roared with me.
Her eyes squeezed shut, a blush creeping up her neck. This was better. Broken. "This is how you should behave," I muttered to myself. Raw satisfaction. My hand moved lower, smacking her butt hard. Crack! Lina whimpered. It was a small, painful sound. Her pain was mine.
I dragged her towards me. Her bare skin brushed my clothes, like a jolt. My hands moved over her curves, asserting my ownership. Her skin was soft, silk. She shivered with fear and something else. It excited me. I leaned in, my breath hot against her ear. Her heart pounded, like a frantic drumbeat.
Just as I moved to take her, a whisper crept out of her mouth "Please, Sire, I haven't done this before." Her voice shook. It surprised me. I pulled my hand back, feigning surprise.
"Oh, the little girl says it's her first!" As I shouted, dripping with sarcasm. Lucian and Jamil roared with laughter. Jamil, a big guy, stepped forward, with a crude grin splitting his face.
"Alpha, you should know that every lady has a first time," he said, thick with mirth.
"Of course, yes!" I replied, my eyes locked on Lina. I turned fully towards her. "And your first will be right here, in this hall, with me…. This is how it should be done" More laughter roared, a crude celebration.
" Why should it be me, sire?" she asked, but I could see how scared she felt. Seriously I loved how her body shook, her tear-filled eyes darting, looking for an escape that wouldn't come. I like when these ladies beg for mercy.
I grabbed her, firm, and threw her onto the huge oak table. I had nothing to discuss with such a peasant like her. The heavy wood groaned. She landed with a soft thud, her arms and legs spread. Her wide eyes watched as I pulled down my pants. Tears streamed down her face, cutting paths through the blood at the corner of her mouth. I loved it. Their tears showed their broken spirit. It was a great sight.
I leaned in, my face close to hers. Our eyes met. It was a strange flicker. Her eyes, tear-filled, burned with raw strength. I looked away, disgusted. She was just a slave to me. Nothing more.
My mouth found her nipples as I sucked deep, hard. She whimpered in pain, a sharp, choked sound. I sucked too hard, leaving a red mark. I heard her gasp. It was like music to my ears. I groaned, a deep, rough sound, and slid my cock inside her immediately.
Lina whimpered again, a longer sound. "Arhhh... ahhh... it hurts, Sire." That's what I loved. Her cry, her pain. Their suffering made me happy.
Without caring, I moved faster. With raw, and urgent. I moaned, loud, my eyes were fixed on her struggling face, her falling tears. Lucian and Jamil watched, smiling, with approval. This is the part they like seeing. I love bringing these ladies to humiliation. Lina shut her eyes, her face was twisted in pain, as she was grabbing my shoulders, digging in, and trying to hold on.
I kept my hard pace,my breath was ragged, as I was pushing deeper, and harder. The sounds of our bodies, her whimpers, my grunts, filled the hall. The climax built a powerful wave. I groaned deep, a long, drawn-out sound of release, and then it came. A powerful rush, a flood of pleasure. I was panting, and my muscles were shaking. Immediately, I got off her, pulling up my pants, quick and smooth.
Lina lay on the table, still, as her eyes were squeezed shut, as she was quietly showing her pain. Streaks of blood, dark against the shiny wood, marked the table.
It was proof of her lost innocence. Her virginity. But I didn't care. I straightened myself, fixing my clothes. My eyes swept over Lucian and Jamil, their smiles were still there.
"Boys, take over!" I ordered, firm.