Yes

Aryn knew when a king told you to do something, you didn't say no. With little hesitation, she lowered her face again to the ground and licked his already shining shoes. Though her tears spilled over her eyes, she didn't let her embarrassment stop her. She cleaned both his shoes using her mouth and once she had finished, she kissed the tops of both boots.

The king moved, but Aryn stayed where she was. She hoped it had been enough to keep him from killing her right then and there. Suddenly, Aryn felt a hard tug on her long ponytail and felt her neck snap as she was pulled upright. He held her hair just above her height, her hair straining and pulling from her scalp. More tears leaked from her eyes, both from the pain and the embarrassment. Against her will, she felt her breasts shift inside her dress and more tears fell as her nipples became hard, beginning to poke through the thin, course material.

He pulled her hair harder as he spoke, "Well, look at you now... So eager to please, so full of need. My last whore didn't please me, so I killed her. You though..." He glanced over her body, zeroing in on her erect nipples. "Look at this," he mused, one hand wandering down her neck and pinching her bud. "This slut might be too eager." He twisted her nipple painfully and then let her drop. Turning to the guards on horseback, he said, "Pick her up and chain her in the carriage. I'm taking her back to Kuniel. I want her cleaned, dressed and locked in one of the rooms in Evebrin Dungeons by the time i'm finished with my dinner." He walked towards a horse and mounted, leaving two guards to run to pick Aryn up out of the mud. They pulled her up and roughly carried her to the carriage, throwing her in, pulling to top down and closing the door. Before she knew what was happening, the carriage was moving away from her home. She knew, her life was now changed forever.