Submit (Azar's POV)

I sit silently, looking at shackles, a scene of the past, flashing right before my eyes.

Clink! Clink! Clink!

The shackles clung, in tact with woman's bouncing breasts.

'Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!'

The dark-haired woman screamed from pleasure like an animal as the man standing behind her, pounded her. Finally, he grunted and shot his load into the woman, making her scream as she reached her own climax. With a satisfied groan, he stepped back and tied his pants, leaving the heavily breathing woman who was still shaking from the pleasure rolling over her body...

'Huh, huh, h-Ah!'

...for those few seconds, before the next man from the queue penetrated her.

Clink! Clink! Clink!

My body heats up at the memory.

I thought I had him eating from my hand, while it was him who guided me by the leash with me none the wiser.

He can... The realization sinks in. I don't really have any options left now, do I?

As I slowly get up, I can feel how weak my legs are. With a swift movement, my dress slides down and falls on the ground leaving me wearing only a garter, stockings and heels.

I have a strange urge to cover myself. He saw me naked, but this time it feels different... normally I thought that we were on equal grounds or that I had an advantage. It is the first time when he has a absolute power over me and I am aware of this. I feel so ****, so powerless.

I turn around and put my hands behind my back.

Click!

I freeze hearing that sound. I start trembling as I hear him walk closer. I close my eyes as I feel him putting on the shackles on my wrist. The visions of my training start bombarding me.

The time when I was tied to the pole and whipped for misconduct.

The time when my trainer cuffed me and fucked me for hours, without letting me cum.

The time when I was chained to the floor and had to lick one of the mistress's pussies.

The time when-

“Ahh!” I scream in surprise when I feel something invading my pussy. Not a moment later the prince grabs my neck and turns my head towards his fingers.

“Suck them...” he commanded making my body shudder at his tone. The tone my former master's used, the tone of people who knew that they had absolute power over me.

I try to back my head, in a meek attempt to resist him. Then I notice my erect nipples and I suddenly become aware of how turned on I am. As he brings his hand closer and the smell of my sex hits my nostrils, my resistance crumbles and I start sucking his fingers greedily.

The taste was sweet and salty - my juices mixed with dirt and sweat that covered his hands.

“You are a such a slut... So I think I will fuck you... one last time.”

My sex heats up with need and I almost moan at his words, as he removes his fingers from my mouth. I look into his eyes, feeling lust and humiliation as he uses my breast to clean his fingers - smearing my saliva and pussy juices all over my flesh.

I don't resist when he pushes me down, on my knees.

I gagged when he shoves his cock into my mouth. I actually came a little, when the head of his cock hit the back of my throat. Even though I can barely take in his length, I take it almost greedily, trying my best to please him. His choice of having sex with me gave me some hope - I might still enamour him.

But my best didn't seem to be enough, because I can feel him grabbing my hair and shoving his cock even deeper.

As he uses my mouth, I idly note the wetness on my thighs.

I feel a slight satisfaction as I hear him moaning with pleasure, at the results of my ministrations, but soon my musings are cut short when the young man shoves his entire dick into my mouth... cutting off my access to air.

“Grr... gruh, caught! Caught!”

I fell on the floor coughing and gasping for air. Before I knew what was happening I was lying on the table and- I opened my eyes wider and moaned with pleasure as the prince shoved his meat into me. As he started thrusting his hips and his sword penetrated me, my world became that of pleasure. His movements were rough and passionate and all I could think about were but the sensations coming from my nether regions.

“Ohhhh!” I screamed in surprise when I felt him roughly squeeze my breasts. I grit my teeth at the stimulation and refocus my eyes on the prince. A shiver runs down my spine as he smiles cruelly. I feel his hands on my nipples -

The pain!

I try to move my hands, but the chains hold fast, so I can only squeeze my fists. My eyes are wide open and my mouth hangs open. The pain on my nipples is as if he squeezed them with a vice... yet at the same time, I am washed over by the sensation of pure pleasure coming from my loins as he fucks me.

“Au... Au... Au...” I don't know if the sounds coming from my throat were that of pleasure or pain, but my body shook from stimulation again and again, as small orgasms hit me one by one.

Finally, he let go of my nipples and instead grabbed my throat with one hand, while groping my breast with the other.

Then he squeezed my throat, cutting the air supply. I could feel my pussy squeezing him in response, the letting go as he loosened the grip on my neck. Then again, he squeezed my neck, and again my pussy answered the stimulation.

The once more, and again.

I was lost in the stimulation when I felt a hot liquid pouring into me. That was enough to finally drive me to greatest climax so far. Everything became white as the pleasure washed over my body and my mind went blank.

My mind was still in bliss, barely aware of what was going on when I felt my body move.

“Well, that was nice...” a familiar voice said. I moaned with pleasure when something started rubbing my oversensitive sex. "But it's time to wrap this up... Open your mouth slut.”

My mouth opened automatically at the man's demand. A material was pushed into my mouth – it had sweet, somewhat familiar taste. I started licking it, shuddering lightly with pleasure, as my mouth recognized the taste.

“That's Ivette's thong.... still dirty with her juices – just so you remember who you are sacrificing yourself for.”

That snapped me back to my senses, as I looked at the man with my eyes wide. A fear started creeping over.

“What...? You thought that you would make me change my mind by letting me fuck you? I do admit that was some great sex... probably the second best we've had.”

His hand starts playing with my nipple.

“You have such a great body and the wild sex with you is... entertaining... but to tell you the truth, it started to get boring. I've had you, used you and now I will move on.”

“Hmmph” I sigh with pleasure as he starts caressing my pussy.

“You've had your last fuck Azar. Now it's time to face your judgement.” The words are like a sentence, as he puts a hood over my head and everything I can see is dark.

I can hear his steps, but don't dare to move. I can hear him coming closer, then behind me.

SLAP!

“Hm!” I moan and jump a little when his hand lands on my ass. The pain quickly changes into a pleasure as the stinging changed into a pleasant warmth slowly spreading on my skin.

“Farewell, Azar....” His words are like a sentence.

I can hear him walking away, then the sound of the door opening. More steps coming closer. I feel two people grabbing my arms and dragging me somewhere. I can't see anything and only hear the clicking of my heels as we walk.

“She has a great body.” I can hear a male voice on my left. “Do you think we could have some fun with her?” I can feel his hand on my ass.

“The orders are straight.” A rough male voice on my right sounds. “If you want to fuck, go to the brothel.”

“A pity.” I moan silently as I feel his finger slide into my pussy. “Who do you think she is?”

“Someone who pissed of the prince, that's all we need to know.”

The other man hmms at the words. I sight as his fingers leave me. We walk few more minutes in silence until I notice that we walked outside. I shuddered as the cold of the night gave me goosebumps. The sound of my heels is even louder, as they click on the stone.

Suddenly, I am raised and pushed roughly forward and fall on the wooden floor. There is a sound behind me and it becomes quiet – there is also no wind. Am I in a cell?

“Let's move!” I recognize Lord Thrall's voice.

Then the floor starts moving – I am in the carriage!

I curl as the gravity of the situation hits me. The tiredness from physical activity and emotional shock, slowly overcomes me, as I fall into a sleep filled with scenes of sex and sexual ****.