A Twisted Fantasy for an Enslaved Princess

Susan could still taste the other woman on her tongue. Sav'era's arousal stained her face. The collar around her throat constrained her breathing, and she felt alternately both turned on and horrified by how aroused she was in this situation. She was in chains! She was literally in chains! Collared, and eating out another woman! Not just that, but a demon! One of the ancient enemies of her people!

Why was she getting so turned on by all of this?

Her earlier protestations, that she was not into women had faded away now. There was no doubt. She was more aroused than she had ever been in her life. The chain around her neck had awoken something in her that she had never expected to feel. She gloried in her helplessness, the fact that she could be used like just another whore made her body tingle and her womanhood wet. She was no longer a princess, but just a woman in chains made to serve her betters.

Sav'era could read what she was thinking. Of course she could. She was a succubus after all. Her magic centred around exactly this sort of thing. The crimson woman yanked on the metal chain, forcing Susan to stumble forward and then fall to her knees. She was moaning, her chest rising and falling.

"Oh my," The demon said. "Your nipples are so hard."

Susan closed her eyes, the demon's fingers squeezed and played with her tits, her nipples specifically were soon the centre of her attention. Pleasure sparked there, and she bit her lower lips to keep from moaning.

"You're really getting off on this, huh?" Sav'era said. "A spoiled little girl who has never had to face proper discipline in her life. You're used to getting it all your own way. But in bed, the one thing you want most is to be used. You want to be fucked and thrown aside, discarded like rubbish. A princess brought low. You want the whole world to see you like that, heaving on the ground naked with cum spilling out of your pussy."

"No..." Susan whispered, the idea horrified her and Sav'era painted such a specific picture. She imagined herself discarded in the street, lying exhausted after having been used. Her fine clothes would have been stripped away to be sold, all of her money would be taken. She would have nothing at all but her own body. Perhaps she would have been thrown out by her family for bringing shame to them? Susan's eyes fluttered, a tiny sphere of pleasure burst like a bubble between her legs.

Yes, that would be it. If anyone ever found out about what she had done tonight, not only conspired to avoid her duty but used a demon to do it? She would be dishonoured, stripped of her status and cast naked to the street! There, anyone could do anything to her.

Sav'era chuckled.

"You may not be the most well educated when it comes to mature subjects, princess. But I can't fault your enthusiasm."

Sav'era pressed the tip of her toes against Susan's pussy. The princess cried out, the pressure making her body shake.

"You're dripping down there. This really is a revelation for you, huh?"

She rubbed Susan's pussy with her foot a few more times just to drive it in. Susan's face flushed, and the degradation stabbed into her like a spear. She was sitting with a collar around her throat, her knees spread and her womanhood dripping as a demon played with her. And yet she wanted it so badly. Holy shit, she'd never felt like this before.

"What would the people know if they saw their princess like this?" Sav'era asked. Before Susan knew it, the demon had **** her to feet and pressed her back against the far wall. Sav'era's body pushed into her own, forcing her spine against the wall. Susan's breasts were teased by the other woman's fingers, and Sav'era's second hand was stroking her sex. Susan whined, the pleasure building.

"Why, they wouldn't want you to be a princess anymore, would they?" Sav'era said softly. "They wouldn't want you to have any royal power at all. You're be a traitor and you'd be punished, wouldn't you? I bet you think they'd just throw you out to the street, but it would be worse."

Sav'era's hands started to rub her womanhood, moving in rough circular motions that stole Susan's breath away. The Princess felt her legs start to shake, her pulse pounded in her ears, but the demon's words reached her anyway.

"They'd have to punish you publicly," Sav'era said. "To show everyone how much you had messed up. Can you imagine it? You'd be held in some big tower like in all of the old stories. The captured princess. But for you there would be no hero. No last minute rescue. You would sit and wait for days and weeks, the moment of your sentence ticking closer. Hoping for escape, but there would be none. Family would turn aside from you, the tainted one. The girl who betrayed her duty."

"N-no..." Susan moaned, building ecstasy evident in her voice. She was grinding her lower body against Sav'era's hand, **** to feel more. The demon's fingers played at her womanhood, teasing and denying her in turn.

"Yes," hissed the Succubus. "And then the day would come and the soldiers would fetch you. You would be told to strip down, to take off all of your clothes. Clothes are for people and you are no longer one of those. Your jewels would be taken back by your family, your titles would be revoked. They would bind your hands behind your back and tie rope around your neck. You would beg them not to, to give you at least some dignity but they would have no mercy."

Susan groaned, Sav'era's words painted a picture of the future which both repulsed and yet aroused her massively. Susan's imagination had always been one of her stronger qualities and it seemed that the succubus had figured out how to tap that.

"Maybe they would do more than bind your hands," Sav'era whispered into her ear, the heat made her skin tickle. "Maybe they would give you a choice. They could drag you by the nipples or they could drag you by the clit. At first you wouldn't believe what you had heard, but looking at their faces would tell you the truth. They were serious. You look for mercy, for any respite. But there is none. You're not a person to them anymore, you're a traitor about to be punished.

"With tears in your eyes, you allow them to tie knots around your pink little nipples, the ropes bite into your skin, they're rough especially as the men tug and pull you forward. Then, once this is done, you're led out into the city. There are crowds, and they've all come to see you. The naked princess who consorted with a demon. Your face is red, with your hands tied, you have no way to shield or guard yourself from their eyes. The guards tug and yank on your ropes, making you cry out and moan."

Susan was breathing fast, fireworks going off behind her eyes. Sav'era's hands were exploring her womanhood, her fingers thrusting forwards and backwards, each motion making the princess' legs shake. Susan felt a building heat between her thighs, a fire which swept across her whole body.

"When you get to the town square," Sav'era went on, "You find that it has been prepared specially for you. There's a wooden stage, like the sort which might house an execution. But there is no execution device waiting for you. Your fate is to be more prolonged than that. Instead, there's a scaffolding of wood and rope. As you're dragged towards it, someone stands before you and announces your crimes to the whole world. You were the former princess Susan, but now they're taking away your title, your rank, even your name. From this moment on, you're not even a person. Just something to be used. As the minister speaks, more guards are binding your arms and legs to the wooden scaffolding. You are lifted up as they draw the rope tight, squirming and crying out for mercy which will not come."

Susan threw her head back, her pussy was on fire and soaking. Her hips were rising and falling, bouncing on Sav'era's fingers. Sparks of pleasure flowed through her, burning across her mind like falling stars.

"You are bound tightly to the wooden frame, above the crowd. Your arms and legs secured so you cannot move. You are tied with your legs splayed, so that you have absolutely no dignity at all. Your royal pussy will be seen by every commoner and every thug who happens by. This, the minister announces, is to be your fate for the next twenty four hours. You will remain there, naked and unable to cover yourself. You will be seen by everyone, your body will be leered at and assessed by the most lewd and ill-mannered people in the city. Then after the twenty four hours is over, you will be brought down and sold."

"S-sold?"

"Yes..." Sav'era grinned. "Sold. Your body will be sold to the highest bidder for another twenty four hours and you will be made to service them in any way that they order. They can inflict any punishment on you for refusing to obey, even painful ones. After that, you will be given twelve hours to rest and then sold again. And again, and again and again. This will become your life for the next three years.

"By the time the three years are over, you will be very different," Sav'era purred into her ear. The orgasm was building inside of her, and Susan was wriggling and writhing against the other woman. She moaned and gasped, Sav'era's fingers penetrating her sex again and again. "Your nice little nipples will be pierced so that you can be chained by the tits. This will be used to secure you, to hold you in place. when you are resting, you will be left with your hands bound and your tits will be chained instead. The piercing will make them much more sensitive, and even the smallest touch will cause you to react. But no one cares about that except for you. Everyone will know every inch of your body by then. Your pussy will be renowned, and publicly used as part of your punishment. Everyone from the lowest commoner to the highest noble will know what it feels like to fuck you."

The orgasm hit and Susan trembled, moaning as Sav'era held her in place against the wall. Only once it was over did the demon step back and allow the trembling princess to sink to the ground.