Break her

You removed the gag from her mouth. "What's your name, filth?" you questioned her.

She was silent, but the defiance remained in her eyes. You slapped her. "I won't ask again."

"Solvor," she spat out, each syllable dripping with hate. It seemed she at least recognized your command of soldiers.

"Do you know who I am Solvor?" you asked her. She gave no reply but a shake of the head. "I am Prince Baldr of Jutland. Your craven king is dead by my hands. We," you gestured to your men, "have conquered these lands, and everything in them belongs to us, including you. If you want to survive, you will obey me. You will speak when spoken to, do as I bid, and submit." You paused, surveying her for a second with your eyes. "Do I make myself clear?"

She looked away. You grabbed her face in one hand and **** her to look at you; "Do I make myself clear?" you repeated. Your voice was cold and stoic, leaving no room for questioning or compromise.

"Y-yes..." she admitted.

Your hand still grasping her face, you pressed her, "Repeat what I said to you so I know you understand."

"I will speak when spoken to, do as you bid, and submit."

"Say it again," you demanded.

"I will speak when spoken to, do as you bid, and submit."

You released your hand her face; it darted directly into your breeches. Still hard, you took your cock out and rested it on her face as you had with Abi just minutes prior. Your cock was still slicked from her daughter's juices and reeked of her daughter's sex. "Say it again," you repeated, a shit-eating smirk curling onto your face.

"I will speak when spoken to, do as you bid, and submit." There was little left of her will in her eyes. Her pale blue eyes reflected only the despair of a captured, subjugated woman.

"Now you understand," you smiled at her.