Vrasha's Defeat

Before too much longer, Karden saw Vrasha returning to the shore. His throat grew tight, and he leaned forward with eagerness. Desire filled him but also wariness. Now at last he would know if she was finally and fully under their spell.

Vrasha'a long hair flowed behind her as she swum. Her naked body cut a smooth path through the clear water, bubbles flowing in her wake. She was sleek and well built, with long legs and hips that made his desire all the greater for their existence. Hunger burned inside of him, the desire to possess her and use her. He mouth felt dry.

Vrasha reached the shore and started to pull herself out of the lake. Water cascaded around her body as she emerged. She was dripping and naked, a hint of colour on her face. Her hair hung around her shoulders now, and she did not act to shield herself. Karden was almost distracted by the sight of her naked body, her nipples were hard and her labia were splayed, showing some level of arousal. He moved forward, speaking before she could act. Hoping to reinforce his earlier triggers and drive them in.

"Did you enjoy your swim, Vrasha? No, don't answer that. Instead tell me the answer to the question I asked you before. Do you want to be a ****?"

Karden could feel the others drawing closer as well. Some of the guards and Kazum's students. Vrasha was flushing red. Aware of the attention that this was all calling to her body. She looked like she wanted to shield herself but did not. That was a good sign.

"I..." She started and then stopped, nervous. "I have thought about it, minister Karden..."

"That is good," He said eagerly. His heart was beating like a drum. He was so close! So close! "And what conclusion did you come to?"

"I decided..."

"Yes?"

"I decided that if things were different, I would want to be a ****." She looked down, her eyes cast to the ground as she admitted this most humiliating fact. Karden's cock grew stiff at the words, and joy exploded in his chest.

"You are aroused by the idea of being a ****," Karden said. "You told me that before."

"Yes."

"Tell me in greater detail now. Tell all of us."

Her face grew redder, and she looked up, her eyes sweeping across the cove. The sight of so many watching her clearly made it all the more humiliating for the princess but Karden had to push her. He had to know for sure if she had truly given in.

"I..." Vrasha looked up, her stance was unsure. Her body was still dripping with moisture. She looked like she was having some internal battle, but it was clear that her fate was already decided. "I want to be chained. When I think about it, I get wet down there."

She reached down and rubbed her pussy in front of everyone, the sight sent a shock racing through Karden. Desire thrummed inside of him.

"When I think about wearing a collar, I get so turned on I can barely think of anything else," Vrasha admitted in a small voice. "I want to be treated like a ****, not a princess. Whenever I wear my dresses, I wish I was wearing nothing at all. People look at me like some great hero, a symbol of Khol-Hon but I am just a person and I want to be fucked."

She closed her eyes at that, as if she had admitted some great secret but she plunged on, clearly already past the point where she could stop.

"I...I want to be fucked and disciplined. I want to be punished like you punish your slaves here. I don't want to be treated like a queen or a princess but as a whore. I want to be fucked and used and chained up, punished and tormented. Marched around naked and made to obey the orders of men and women I don't even know!"

Her face was flaming as she said this, each word deepened her humiliation and shame, but she could not stop. Like she had been holding it in her whole life. She took a deep, shuddering breath and went on.

"All my life I was bred to be proper and noble! I was taught to be some graceful queen in some foreign land, a prize for a husband who I would not even get to choose. I was taught everything about how to maintain my dignity, how to look like a queen. How to act and behave properly and politely. But I don't want to do any of that, I never did. I just want to be chained and naked, and made into someone's property!"

As the words died away, and Vrasha's shame burned across her body, Karden felt a deep sense of satisfaction. It was done then. There was no way she would ever have said those things without the power of the water and if she was in the power of the water and said them, she certainly believed them.

He had won.