Amy's Choice

After this, they chained her hands behind her back. Elana was too exhausted to fight. She was turned around, and made to walk naked but for the white tights, and her crown, into the enemy ship. Each step, she felt the chains digging into her wrists, a reminder of her captivity that made her squirm for different reasons. Her mind was still on the moment of release, but the situation was such that she could feel herself becoming aroused once more. As soon as she was away from her own people, the imperials started to get a lot more rough. Jerking at her chains to make her stumble forwards, laughing and pointing and jeering at her naked body.

"I thought she'd have bigger tits."

"I thought she'd be less of a whore."

"I thought that she'd have more self control. But I guess she's just another **** now.

With words like this darting in her wake, Elana was dragged to the depths of the ship, away from the sun and the waves. Deeper and deeper she was taken. She had four guards. Three soldiers, and the enemy leader who had teased her so cruelly already. They took her into the very bowls of the ship, until at last, a door was swung open, and she was brought into the chamer.

Inside, she realised it was not unlike the chamber she had woken up in. There was a bed in the corner, a large and comfortable one. Several closets lined the walls, and there was a desk as well. But the rest of the room was taken up by various things that made her heart flutter. Toys of all kinds lined the walls, from whips and canes to strange things with rotating parts that she didn't recognise.

"Do you like it?" The leader said. "These are my quarters. I'm afraid you'll be my guest until we return to the homeland. Get her tucked in, would you?"

This later part, they said to the guards, who nodded. Elana felt herself taken further into the room, the door closed behind her with a solid, final note that made her heart beat. Inside the room, she saw a device which she did recognise. It was a large wooden frame, supporting an up-raised triangular beam. The beam could be raised or lowered, and there were wooden supports all around it.

A wooden horse. She'd seen them in use before, when she'd watched porn occasionally. But she'd never seen one in person, nor had it used on her. She felt panic in the back of her skull, knowing that these were in fact instruments of ****. They could be pleasurable or painful, depending on the one who used them.

She tried to find words, but none came. She was alone and helpless in a ship of her enemies. Using more chains, the soldiers dragged her over to the horse. The triangular beam was lowered, and she was made to step over it. Elana felt her nerves knotting, her pussy throbbed. She was breathing fast, her hands tied behind her back. Then, the soldiers took her chains, and removed most of them, using the few left over to connect her to the wooden frame. Her legs were locked in place, so she couldn't move them too easily, and then, she was tipped forwards slightly. Elana didn't expect this, but managed to catch herself in a slightly forwards position. She realised she was suspended off the ground a little bit, the chains holding her weight for now.

"Do you like it?" The captain of the enemy ship said. "It's not got to the fun part yet, but is it making you hot and bothered, Elana? Princess? As you doubtless know, these were once instruments of ****. But don't worry, we're not going to go too far with you. Just far enough."

They gestured, and someone started to turn a crank. Elana heard the sound of wood under stress. The triangular beam started to rise up. Chained, with her legs open, Elana could only look down in horror, seeing it approaching her womanhood with an inevitable air of menace. When the cold wood touched her, she gave a low moan of terror. The triangular edge was not sharp, but was stark, and hard to ignore. The men kept turning the crank, even as the beam pressed up into her body, making her writhe and try to escape. But escape was pointless, and to her horror, Elana realised why the beam was triangular. The leading edge, combined with her inability to move, meant that she was **** to stand there and feel it as it slowly slipped between the folds of her womanhood, spreading her out to either side of it. Her toes curled, her fists balled, a low moan played in the back of her throat.

Too late, Elana learned why she had been tipped forwards. At this angle, her clitoris was also being pressured by the leading edge of the wooden beam. Her bud pulsed and ached with the contact, her own weight forcing her onto it no matter how she writhed and gasped.

Elana felt more full than she ever had in her life, and more **** as well. The sharp edge of the wooden horse had penetrated her womanhood, spreading her labia to either side and filling her body. Her clitoris was not spared, instead, the sharp edge was poking into it, driving it crazy in a way she knew would only get worse and worse the more it went on.

"Do you like your place?" The captain said again, once they were finished. All four of them looked on as she struggled, Elana knew she was giving them a show, but also didn't much care then. "Here is how it works. Your chains can be pulled on or loosened by us. If pulled tightly, more of your weight is removed from the horse, so you have relief. But if loosened, then more of your weight pulls down, and, well, you get the idea."

The captain chuckled.

"This is where you will stay for most of the voyage, except for when we have need of you. Depending in how well you behave, you will have your chains tightened or loosened. In the meantime, you'll service me as I want. And now that everything seems to be in order, I think I want it now."

They gestured, and the other soldiers filed out. The captain waited for several minutes, and then turned and locked the door. Elana said nothing, she was focusing on the feelings that were bombarding her body. Her pussy was throbbing with the intrusion of the wooden horse, and her clit was not happy either.

Then, the captain did the one thing that Elana never expected. They reached up, unhooked their helmet, and a familiar face was seen under it. The shock which this sent racing through her was enough to overpower even her current situation.

"A-Amy?"

"Yep." Her lover and girlfriend gave an impish smile. "How are you liking the fantasy so far, 'Lana?"

"I..." Elana gulped. "How... the helmet...your voice...."

"It's magic." Amy laughed. "The helmet distorts the voice of anyone who wears it. What, did you think I'd let you do all of this alone? Admit it, you're happy to see me."

Elana blew out a breathe, squirming as she felt the wooden horse settle deeper into her. "Y-you might say that. Why don't you let me out of this thing?"

"Well, I could..." Amy said slowly, a feral look on her face as she stalked forwards. As she walked, she discarded more of the armour, letting it fall to the ground behind her. By the time she reached Elana, she was wearing the chest plate and the leggings. "But let's be honest, do you really want it to be over so soon?"

"What do you mean?" Elana asked.

"You like this sort of thing, right? That's what you always told me. And you certainly enjoyed the boat, and cuming in front of all of those men."

As she spoke, Amy reached up, her fingers gently tracing a pattern on Elana's naked waist that made her shudder.

"If you want to end it all now, we totally can. Like, this is going pretty far, I know. But if you don't want to go further, say so, and it's over. We're just having fun here. But if you want to keep going, we can play for a while longer. I've got a lot of stuff in store for you. I wanted you to see me now, to know that I am here, that no matter how scary it seems, I've got your back, and that this is all just a game. So you know that no matter how it seems, we're both safe. That way, you feel comfortable doing more."

"What do you mean, more?" Elana ask.

"Well..." Amy said. "Not to brag, but once you're delivered to the empire, they'll probably want to put on a grand show to disgrace you properly. Torment you, humiliate you a little. All the good things you love. Then, you'll be added to the harem and **** to service the emperor or the royal family... used as a sex ****, **** to do anything they want you to, and punished at the slightest sign of defiance. All the things you love, 'Lana. And of course, we'll have time to have some fun on the boat too. It may be hard for you at times, but I promise I'm watching, and I won't let it get too far.

"So, what do you think? Do you want to continue?"