She demands obedience in return.

"Poor thing. I won't hurt you." The huntress breathed above him, her voice hot. "Not so long as you're a good boy and do as you're told. Can you do that, little bunny? Are you going to be good for me?"

"Yes..." Marcus sniffled on the floor, hoarse sobs making his whole body tremble. "I'll be good." He didn't know what else to do...

"Then let's get you back up." Irena purred. "I want a proper look at my newest trophy." Her hands found his shoulders and he shivered at the feeling of her hot, callused skin on his. Without much effort, she yanked him back up, setting him down on his feet in front of her. His knees buckled and he almost fell, only her tight grip on his shoulders keeping him upright. She was so strong. It felt like she'd be able to snap him in half with just one hand. "Very nice." She smirked at him, her dark eyes flickering over his face. "You have got to be the prettiest boy I've ever seen. If I hadn't just seen that tiny cock of yours I'd be sure you were a girl." Marcus stared dully back at this awful woman. He was too afraid to even be embarrassed about his nakedness or the mean things she said. "First things first, I always make a good, thorough inspection whenever I acquire some new property." The huntress continued. "It helps me decide what role they'll best fulfill in my stables. So, stand nice and still and I'll just see what I have here."

One of her big hands reached up to touch his hair, her finger tracing through the smooth silver strands. Marcus shivered at her touch, fresh tears dribbling down his cheeks. He was so scared he could hardly think. All he wanted to do was run away screaming or hide under his bed, but he knew she'd catch him so easily and then she'd do something awful to him for sure. Her hand moved lower down, cupping his cheek and moving his face from side to side as her dark eyes studied him. He whimpered in shock when one of her fingers pressed against his lips, forcing its way inside his mouth to run along his teeth, like he was a horse.

That wasn't even the worst part. Soon she had her hands on his chest and shoulders, running callused fingers along the smooth, snow-white skin. He trembled at her touch. It was just so casual. She palmed his body like he was just some object to be grabbed as she pleased. It didn't even matter that he didn't want this, that he was crying and shivering every time she touched him. She didn't care.

He gasped softly when her fingers found one of his nipples, giving it a gentle rub that sent shivers down his spine. Those little nubs had always so very sensitive, and Marcus felt his tingling flesh stiffen at her touch. She smirked coldly, squeezing just a little harder, enough to make him sob again. These were parts of him no-one had seen bare in years, but to her it was nothing, he was nothing.

"I just wish your bitch Mother was here to see this." Irena sighed, her hands dropping from his body at last. "All these years she's sneered at me, treated me like the dirt beneath her heel. I'd have taken her head for the insult had I not needed your Father's gold. Now her darling, precious son is mine. The thing she cares most about in the world, and I get to do with you as I please. A suitable ****, don't you think?" Marcus just let out a hoarse sob, shocked at the venom in her voice. That was why she was doing this? Because of his Mother? "Ah, but we're not done with our inspection just yet, little bunny." The huntress smirked, her words sending cold shivers down the young prince's spine. Her hand darted out, and he almost jumped out of his skin when it grabbed him by the naked thigh.