1. Ariela: Broken In


    Date: 4/14/2019, Categories: Fiction Anal Coercion, BDSM Voyeur / Exhibitionism Humiliation Reluctance Trans Trans Written by women Author: XtinaSmith, Source: sexstories.com

    Belind sat in the corner of his cell, afraid and alone, nothing to do apart from to wait for the next visit from the almost brutal Ariela. She could arrive unannounced at any moment, unceremoniously push him up against the wall or flatten him on the filthy floor and have her way with him, using his body to sate her pleasure, defiling his body and wearing down his resolve one pounding at a time. She would usually visit once in the morning to deliver him his ‘breakfast’ and while the food he was given was a poor substitute for the diet he was used to in terms of taste, Ariela was making sure to give him enough to ensure he didn’t waste away and lose any of his alluring figure. He had considered starving himself to reduce her attraction to him, but he wasn’t strong enough to go without food. He couldn’t be sure how long he had been down here for, with no windows or way to track time other than the passing of sleep and Ariela’s visits, he had quickly lost track, but he guessed it was somewhere around a couple of weeks. He was laying in the corner, in a state of semi sleep, the deepest rest he could manage on the unyielding stone floor that left his body aching and sore when he heard the distinctive sound of the dungeons main door being unlocked, the rattle of keys and the heavy soled boots of a guard. He blinked up from his spot, drawn from his poor sleep to look at the guard, squinting his eyes against the brightness of the torch he carried. What he hadn’t realised was that ...
     the heavy footprints of the grim looking had guard masked another set, quieter and softer, belonging to a small woman, though not one he recognised that currently stood alongside the guard as they peered at him through the cell door. They both stood, eying him over with a pitying gaze and after a moment the guard moved to unlock the cell before walking away, clearly knowing the former Prince Belind offered no threat to the girl who now entered his tiny cell. Illuminated by the torch he could see her, young and beautiful, though her face was scrunched up in disgust, the dungeons were never exactly perfume-scented, after all. “Queen Ariela requests your presence.” She said, simply. Belind swallowed, unsure, this was new for him in his time here after all. “W-what for?” he asked, his voice weak and wavering, tiredness filling every word. “To fuck you, of course. She grows tired of the setting.” Belind grimaced some but didn’t make to move, looking away from her. The girl sighed softly, “She said, if you wished, you could remain here for as long as you so please. She would make infrequent visits to sate herself on your body and revel in your defeat, but she would much prefer you join her.” Silence still. “The girl rolled her eyes. “Up above you would be a concubine, with all the privileges that entails. Proper food, drink, clothes, beds, baths. Quiet luxury.” Belind swallowed and turned his head to look up at her. He could stay here, where his suffering would be maximised but his ...
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