Chapter 6 page 2

Queen Alana snuck out of the palace again to enjoy another night of fetish fun at Madam Sage's brothel. Upon entering she was assigned to Jasmine by Madan Sage. Jasmine took Alana down to the basement dungeon where Alana removed her cloak revealing her royal robes. Then Jasmine secured the naked Queen to a saw horse. Bent over at the waist her wrists and ankles were secured tightly and her mouth was stuffed with rags and secured with a scarf to secure them in. Once she was secure Alana heard a voice that sent shivers down her spine as Dranus walked into sight." My dear Queen, your life will change tonight." His tone was mocking yet cruel. Their gaze locked as they circled around her. Jasmine was already preparing the equipment, a long leather whip and a heavy steel chain. Dranus licked his lips with anticipation while Madam Sage looked on with a cruel smile. This was no ordinary night at the brothel, it had become something far more sinister. Feeling **** and exposed Alana began to tremble slightly, she knew she was way over her head.

Madam Sage approached her and whispered softly into her ear "Our little secret my Queen is no longer a secret." Dranus stepped forward, his eyes burning with intensity. "Your majesty, I hope you understand that we're not here for our usual activities. This evening shall be devoted to new experiences, ones that will challenge you both physically and emotionally," said Madam Sage, her voice smooth like velvet. Alana felt a mixture of fear and excitement course through her veins. Her body quivered with anticipation, as she awaited what would come next. Dranus began to undress, removing his elegant clothing, piece by piece, exposing his perfectly sculpted body. As he stood there naked, his powerful presence filled the room. The contrast between his masculinity and the vulnerability of the helpless Queen Alana was striking. The air was charged with erotic tension, and every move they made was deliberate, each step drawing them closer together. Jasmine joined them, taking off her own clothes, and revealing her stunning curves.

Her skin glistened in the candlelight, accentuating her beauty. With each step, she revealed more of her body, teasing and taunting Alana. As she reached the bound Queen, she began to caress Alana's soft skin with gentle hands, igniting a fire inside her. Alana's breath hitched, anticipating the sensations that would soon consume her. The three of them danced around each other, a delicate dance of seduction, power, and control. Their bodies moved in sync, fuelled by desire and lust. Jasmine whispered in Alana's ear with venom" You royal cunt tonight you will suffer." With those words spoken Alana was overcome with dread. She knew she had crossed the line and now faced the wrath of these vile people. Dranus stood behind his cock fully erect to its ten inches and nudge it against Alana's anal passage. Then without warning and no care for Alana's comfort he thrust in deep. Alana screamed out in pain, yet the sound was muffled by the gag in her mouth. Tears streamed down her face as she struggled against her restraints

Her body trembled with agony as the cold steel hit her insides. Jasmine watched with delight as Alana's suffering unfolded before her eyes. Madam Sage simply smiled, knowing she had delivered justice for all the wrongdoings of the queen. Dranus continued to pound into her aching body, slowly and mercilessly, enjoying every second of it. Jasmine and Madam Sage pulled and twisted Alana's nipples stretching them out from her breasts. The painful sensation mixed with her agony from the brutal thrusts caused tears to stream down her cheeks. Sweat dripped from her brow, mixing with the tears as her breath came in ragged gasps. Dranus increased the speed and intensity of his movements as if seeking to break Alana completely. Jasmine laughed and clapped her hands, clearly enjoying the queen's suffering. Madam Sage held a mirror in front of Alana's face, allowing her to see her reflection. Dranus thrust more and more until he released his seed into Alana's anal passage then pulled out.

Madam Sage then took over, inserting her large strap-on cock into Alana's sobbing body. Jasmine, watching with sadistic glee, saw the tears flow down Alana's cheeks. Alana's body shook uncontrollably from the physical and emotional trauma she endured. Every part of her ached as Madam Sage forcefully rammed her strap-on into the quivering Queen. Jasmine continued to torment her further, pulling and twisting her nipples even harder than before. The sounds of slapping flesh, grunts, and moans filled the air as the trio continued their perverse acts upon the helpless Queen. Time seemed to stand still, and Alana could feel the last remnants of her dignity slipping away. Jasmine then attached chains to Alana's nipples connected to weights that stretched Alana's nipples. Madam Sage removed her gag and stood before Alana's bound body so she was looking at Madam Sage's pussy. She then positioned herself over the Queen's face, commanding her to taste her sweet nectar.

Alana obliged, feeling both humiliated and ashamed as she performed this task. As she savoured the flavour of Sage's essence. After violating Alana they brought out the floggers and whip. They began to use these instruments on her body, inflicting pain and leaving marks. Madam Sage used the whip with skill, delivering stinging blows across the Queen's back and buttocks. Jasmine added her own touch, wielding the flogger with precision and relishing the sight of her tears welling up. Both women laughed as they beat her with their tools, revelling in the knowledge that they had reduced the once mighty Queen to nothing more than a pleading, broken woman. As they continued their ****, the atmosphere became increasingly intense. In the midst of their sadistic games, Jasmine and Madam Sage discussed their plans for Alana's ultimate demise. Jasmine's hatred for the queen burned hotter with each passing moment, fuelled by her desire for ****. Madam Sage, too, revelled in the power she held over the fallen monarch, revelling in the opportunity to bring her low.

Drenched in sweat and tears, Alana hung limply from her bonds, unable to fight back against her tormentors. While she was being whipped Dranus stood before her showing her dress. He took out some shears and started to cut it into pieces. He then threw the pieces on the floor and stepped on them. This action left Alana heartbroken and devastated. She couldn't believe her finest gown was destroyed right in front of her. As Dranus finished with the dress, he turned to face the two ladies. Looking at their smug faces, Queen Alana realized that she was truly at their mercy. She tried to muster up any sense of pride she could find, but it was futile. Her once-proud demeanour crumbled as she contemplated the depths to which she had fallen. No longer able to bear the agony of her body and soul, Queen Alana finally surrendered to her captors. She gave in to the torment, accepting her fate as the victor's plaything. Dranus commanded Jasmine to take charge of Alana, binding her even tighter and subjecting her to further punishment.

With tears streaming down her face, Alana cried out in pain, submitting to the demands of her captors. Jasmine's hatred for the queen grew stronger as she relished her control over the once-powerful ruler. Jasmine took the shears and roughly cut the long hair of the queen until all that was left was stubble. Alana felt a mix of shame and embarrassment as her beautiful locks were transformed into a shorn mess. Seeing the look of shock and horror on her face, Jasmine revelled in her power. They then released Alana now covered in welts from the flogging and whipping. Jasmine brought out a small barrel containing thick black tar and Sage and she smeared Alana from head to toe. Then they covered her in feathers from head to toe. They all laughed at her as Dranus bound her wrists again and blindfolded her. Jasmine and Sage then led her to the back door and kicked her out into the alley. Alone, bruised, and humiliated, Alana's dignity lay shattered on the ground alongside her once proud reputation.

With no idea where she would go next, Alana was left to re-evaluate her life and choices. She heard voices of derision then she heard gasps of recognition. Is that the queen people started whispering amongst themselves? Alana was now a broken woman wandering the streets being used and abused. Her daughter became the new Queen and showed no compassion for her former mother.

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