With no emotion on his face, he let go of her. She felt his gaze on her body as he stood up, tearing her clothing to pieces and giving her a chilly glare.
A flood of humiliating tears sprang forth, and she covered herself from him with her hands. He grabbed her battered breast and told her to get up. on weeping eyes, she stood on unsteady legs and gazed at the floor.
Edward? The King gave a bark.
She froze, trying to pull away from him to hide her nudeness, but he grasped her breast so tightly that she had no choice but to remain still to prevent more suffering.
Your highness? A large guy walked in and looked at his king.
Edward, examine this slave closely. What you see, do you like it? Bella wanted the earth would open up and envelop her as Edward's eyes caressed her body. Edward requested to touch her, but the king told him to go and he would have another chance to do so later.
Bella saw Edward's expression toward the monarch. Everything around her had been filled with hate, so she couldn't recall the last time she had seen an emotion of nobility. After that, the king gave Edward the command to have attendants clean her up and deliver her to his apartments in three hours.
Her heart ceased. He was definitely going to kill her. Edward nodded and went out to get maids for her.
With tears in her eyes, Bella gazed at the king, filled with rage and hatred. She was standing defiantly.
"I'm going to hurt you so bad that you'll have to live in pain." Everything that you and your father did to me and my people, I will do to you, and more. He freed her and stated, "I'll make you a sex slave to as many people as I want, and I'll make sure you become as obedient as a dog."
Although Bella was terrified, she kept it to herself. She was aware that she needed to get ready for the worst. He started to leave, saying, "I will break you, Bella," but he stopped when he heard, "You monster, you will never break me."
He pivoted to face her. Was it lost on her that in order to escape punishment, slaves don't respond to their masters?
Bella cried out as he grabbed her by the collar and pulled hard. With a flash of wrath in his eyes, he lifted her chin. "Don't worry, I'll put out the fire inside of you; I love it all." You may already be aware of what I have in store for you because you used to be a slave trainer.
"I have never been a slave trainer," she said to herself as she fixed her gaze on the man.
He snarled, "Your training starts tonight, slave on my bed," and strode away.
She was immediately pulled outside by some maids who gave her a severe wash and carried her to the slave bathing well, where they gave her a thorough cleaning. She was relieved that she could at least see the skies despite all of the cruelty.
She was given linen to wear after taking a bath. It was little in comparison to her exquisite regalia from home, but since she was now a slave, she was unable to wear such exquisite attire. She slipped it on and then waited for the guard to follow her to the king's chamber. She observed passersby staring at her with contempt as she sat in the hallway. She was aware that her status as their king's slave was the only thing keeping them from hurling stones at her; else, she would have perished.
The guard eventually arrived after she had been waiting for hours and showed her to the king's room. When she arrived, she was informed that the king was in a meeting and requested her to wait in his office. Upon arriving to the office, she noticed the king had piled a large number of books on his table. It made her question whether this was the typical level of busyness for all rulers.
She continued to wait for the king after some time had gone. Her eyelids were already weary, so she forced herself not to sleep. The door opened and the king was seen as she settled up to catch some slumber before the king arrived.
His icy gaze found hers, and he inquired as to why she was seated. He cried out, "A slave is to kneel and bow her head down in shame."
Then, when he inspected her attentively, she dropped to her knees and buried her face in the dirt. She was bleeding and had a bruise on her knee and hands when he requested her to accompany him to his bedroom as she crawled on her knees. Then she heard him remark, "You'll do, even though you might not be enough." Take off your underwear now.
Bella trembled. Everything he'd been saying to her had left her ears ringing. Then her life crossed her mind. Why had her dad to go through all of this? Why did he need to be so dependent on power? How come he have to be so evil to treat others this way? And why did he abandon her to bear his pains?
She attempted to take off her panties with shaking hands, and in front of him, she was fully nude. Tears filled her eyes at the prospect of losing her virginity to the guy who detested her the most, in the cruellest way imaginable.
All she could think to do was to get rid of the idea that she was a princess and to imagine herself as a slave, allowing her to face everything with grace. It gave her a glimmer of hope as she recalled how she had been trained to present herself with pride. There is no turning back this fate for her.
Then she looked up, anticipating his next order. "Get on the bed, spread your legs, and lay face down." She obeyed his orders.
Stretching her legs wide, she crawled onto the bed and buried her face against it. Her body shook as she closed her eyes and waited for the inevitable.
The bed's softness, even under her circumstances, made her realize how long it had been since she had lay on one of these, and for the first time in a long time, she felt at ease. He walked near to her, and she heard the sound of garments being taken off and zips being opened, before he felt a hand touch her.
Grabbing her by the hips, he drove his entire shaft into her skin and sank his nails into her. The massive sensation of his penis caused her eyes to widen. She had witnessed a great deal of nude male maids, but she had never seen a guy with the kind of hugeness she was experiencing. He pushed into her so deeply that he grunted with satisfaction, then he adjusted his knees on the bed and pulled out and thrust in with full force, which made her scream. She was left with nothing but pain as he continued to grab her hips and push forward with a long, hard thrust, causing her to cry out in pain and bite her lips.
He saw her anguish since she was so furious, yet he didn't back down or quit. He withdrew and dove back into her, this time with fury. She hid her face in the bed and attempted to get away from him, but his powerful hands ensnared her so tightly that his entire body encased her, and the force of his thrust repeatedly drove deep into her.
All she could hear was her agonizing cries, and she questioned whether he was really human. Even though he kept doing what he was doing, she sensed that he was pulling away from breaking her.
The intense shove continued until he withdrew and zipped up, at which point he gave her the command to leave his room.
Bella's body was immobile. She sobbed quietly as she lay on the bed because she felt so hurt and helpless. Then she hears the door behind her open and close. She pondered why he didn't finish her, as she became aware that she was alone now. She was aware of the man's hatred and lack of regret for her, so why didn't he keep submerging her body till he was satisfied?
She sobbed openly, not knowing the answer since at the moment, that was the least of her worries. This was the first time she had experienced true, raw anguish since the death of her father.
It wasn't this that she had imagined losing her virginity to her spouse in the most romantic way possible when she got married. She cried out, "Father, why did you have to do all this to me?" with a heartbreaking wail. The agony between her legs and the one in her heart were of equal intensity, she could not tell which was worse.
With blood streaming down her thighs, she stood up and stumbled to her cell. She moved, appreciating that no one had stopped to stare at her. As soon as she arrived, the guard opened the cell door for her, and she settled down on the chilly floor that lacked a mattress.
Even after attempting self-control, she sobbed uncontrollably. She then made the decision to stop crying because she didn't want to appear weak in front of others, even though she is strong, and she made a self-promise to work hard and get through this situation.
Although she appears to be a slave, she is undoubtedly a royal within. She was not going to let him break her. At that moment, Pat, an elderly woman, came inside the cage through the open door. She smiled courteously at Bella and informed her that the king had instructed her to free Bella from prison.
She inquired again what he wanted, exasperated. Bella became irate and said, "He can go to hell for all I care!" as Pat attempted to explain everything to her. Tell him not to come near me. Saddened by Bella's harshness, Pat advised her to shed her attitude in order to live as a slave, as that was what they all did when they were trying to survive her father.
"Your king is an animal." Pat disagreed, shaking her head as Bella sobbed. That analysis does not even come close to King Cullen. You are only expressing this since you have no idea what he is or has been through. He's only holding back because he would have murdered you if he wanted to undo what your father has done to him.
How come? The elderly person begged Bella to quit being angry and follow her as she seemed shocked. When she inquired about their destination, the elderly woman said that she had been requested to take her to her quarters.
Bella believed she had misheard. She's been put in a nicer-looking room, neater and more comfortable than the jail, by the same man who gave her the bruises. Bella was too exhausted to hear anything the old lady said when they arrived, so she dozed off on the floor. The old woman had urged her to tidy up and go to the bed the king would ask for her tomorrow.