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December 25 , 2009

Richelle's Tale


Princesses in Peril #2 (Dark Fantasy Erotica)
"Give yourself to me willingly, little princess, and I will give you pleasure such as you have never dreamed of."

When King Jeoffroi leads his army to war he leaves his three daughters - Sidonie, Richelle, and Lisette - behind in the safety of his kingdom's strongest city under the care of his most trusted lieutenant. But strong walls and brave defenders are no match for treachery, and when a traitor lets the enemy inside the walls the city is sacked and the princesses become spoils of war.

Princess Richelle is given to the human priests as a tithe and enslaved. While the priests' original plan was to sacrifice the princess in thankfulness for their victory, High Priest Lucan convinces them to let her live - for a while, at least. To preserve her life Princess Richelle must submit to Lucan and his fellow priests and serve them body and soul. Will she surrender and allow them to sate their lusts on her innocence, or will she feed the hunger of their dark gods?

Princesses in Peril
1. Sidonie's Tale
2. Richelle's Tale
3. Lisette's Tale (coming soon!)

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While the doors slowly swung open I turned and gazed out over the city which spread below us, sprawling like some living beast over rings of low hills out to the sea. Tiny boats danced on the sparkling water, and a faint breeze wafted the familiar scent of the ocean to me over the stink rising from the city. For a few seconds only I was allowed this last look at freedom, then they dragged me inside the dark temple and the bronze doors boomed shut behind me forever.

Steep stairs led down into the windowless bowels of the ziggurat, where the only light came from rows of flickering oil lamps. After a while the steps ended in a narrow passageway with dank walls, and I caught a faint whiff of corruption in the air. At the end of the hallway we passed through a thick oaken door into a scene straight from my worst nightmares.

Rusty manacles hung at intervals from the dripping, gray stone walls, and between them stood tables strewn with blood-stained instruments of torture. Racks and wheels occupied the open floors, and sharp metal hooks dangled from the ceiling on thick chains. Tubes and rods and pokers lay arranged in rows before a raging open fire. My mouth went dry and it took every bit of my willpower to keep my knees from giving way in the purest terror.

At a nod from the priest, two men grabbed hold of me and fastened my wrists and ankles to the spokes of a wheel, while another fetched a poker glowing orange from the fire pit. My whole body shuddered with fear as the leader of the priests stepped before me, his fingers idly toying with some steel device that looked like a long gourd. He held it up so I could see it more closely.

"This is called a Pear of Anguish. It's an ingenious little contraption, Princess. You insert the bulbous end into an orifice then turn this screw. That causes these leaves to expand and stretch out the inside."

He demonstrated by turning the screw and I watched as it spread open like some terrible flower, then he shrugged and set it aside to accept the red-hot poker from his assistant.

"Please," I said.

Eyes like black pits bored into mine. "Your fate lies in your own hands. Submit to me now and agree to do whatever I bid. Or refuse, and submit to me once I have burned away your will to defy me. Choose."

I wanted to be brave. I wanted to pretend that I could refuse and hold out to the last against him. But I knew better – I would break, quickly, and my token resistance would mean nothing in the end. Eventually I would submit to him, missing an eye or a hand or damaged inside where it wouldn't show.

My mouth was so dry with fear I could barely speak. "I am yours. I will do whatever you ask."


Keywords: first time, rough sex, menage, multiple partners, threesome, MFM, monster sex, demon sex, virgin sex

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