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    July 21st, 2019 at 02:58am
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    It felt great to be on top. Knowing that no one could beat him, knowing that even the strongest of enemies would bend a knee to him. The King, the new ruler of all three kingdoms. Taion, the new supreme country. Having taken over Ze'lorn and Marix in no more then a couple of years. A great feat for the Kingdom, or rather. The empire.

    Raising his bottle of water to his lips, Ben took a few large sips. Draining every last drop as he walked through the market. People parting as the guards that were in front of him pushed people out of his way. "Zeon." Ben said, then handed his water off to the side to which his aid took and gave to a random person to throw away for him. Or, for all he knew, tossed to the ground with the rest of the trash that seemed to accumulate in this market.

    The sun above the King shined brightly and felt like it was roasting him and his men alive. The heat in what was once Ze'lorn was one that Ben didn't really care for. He much preferred the cooler mountain region of Tain, his main Kingdom over this. Although, being the new King of this area, he needed to make his rounds, and that included seeking the trades that were on the black market.

    Slowing his stop, Ben looked in on something that caught his attention. A young Ze'lorn girl, her eyes captivated him as well as her body. "What's her story?" Ben asked the shop keeper once one of his men got the man's attention. His eyes stayed focused on the girl as he waited for the answer to his question. Then, he replied. "I'll give you ten silvers for her." It wasn't much, but it was enough to start a haggle with the King.
    July 21st, 2019 at 03:09am
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    Abigail was crouched in the far corner of her cage, her body shaking like a leaf as she curled in a tight ball. It was obvious that she was terrified, trying to pull the thin, white material down on her legs so that it concealed more than the bottom of her ass. Abigail hated just how little it covered because she wasn't someone who just laid with any man that came her way. Her hung hung low, dirt and grime covering her skin along with blood from various wounds. She'd angered her captors time and time again, having not sold despite being with them for nearly a month. Most were with them for a week or two at most.

    The merchant straightened when he noticed Ben eyeing one of the girls in his stall. He gave a brilliant smile, clasping his hands together as he came to a stop in front of Abigail's cage. The movement alone was enough to cause her to whimper, pressing back against the cage. Her unwillingness to so much as acknowledge those around her. Abigail was afraid to even stretch her legs. It seemed like anything she did now, angered the men that had captured her.

    "This whore has been with me for a little over two months. She will be a.." the man paused, his face scrunching. He didn't want to undersell his product because he still needed to at least break even. "A challenge, I do believe to get her to crumble beneath your fist. However, I think that is part of the fun, no? Breaking a stallion, so to speak..." he trailed off, quirking an eyebrow as he glanced toward Abigail's curled form.

    "Fifteen silver and you have a deal. We can get her washed up, of course, before she comes with you..." The merchant said. Abigail let out a small whimper at the words, causing the man to kick the cage, a scowl on his features. "If you would prefer us to. Or we can deliver her to your home with a bit of intensive training if you would prefer that, as well. That will raise the cost but I'm sure we can sort that out together if you would decide upon that."
    July 21st, 2019 at 03:39am
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    The way the girl cowered in the cage was amusing to Ben, to say the least. She was acting like a beaten little rat. Wanting nothing more than to just, dye, and be forgotten. Just like all of the other little pitiful beings that filled the cages that the merchant owned. A snort escaped from Ben as he watched the young woman.

    "Ten is way too much for her," Ben said as he watched how she reacted when her cage was kicked. "You've already scared her shitless, there's going to be no fun with her. She'll probably just shit the floor if I raised a hand to her." Ben said as he slightly turned his eyes as he caught sight of the bright eyes that the woman held. They were so pretty, something that he wouldn't mind staring into as he plowed into her over and over again.

    "I'll give you ten silver, and you bathe her," Ben said, repeating his earlier offer and adding on the bath for the young girl. "She's quite disgusting, meaning that she must have been in your care for a while, right?" Ben glanced towards the man, amused as he watched him fumbling over his words. An when he tried to fight back, Ben simply held his hand out and motioned for one of his men to pay the merchant. "Ten silver or I walk," Ben said, knowing that just his presence in this stall was enough to collect interest of others who wanted a slave. After all, if a King bought from a stall, then they must have high-quality things, right?

    When the man couldn't say anything back to him, Ben smirked. He had won. He underpaid for a slave and also got a free cleaning for her. It was good work for a King, easy stuff. "I'll send someone to fetch her in an hour, she better be clean by then," Ben said as he started to head out so that he could head back to the temporary palace that he was staying at.
    July 21st, 2019 at 04:03am
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    Abigail wanted to protest at what Ben said about her. She was utterly terrified only because of what the merchant had done. After she hadn't sold in nearly a month, she'd got beaten to within an inch of her life for being si displeasing. That had been what broke her, what had her so terrified that she could barely even look up to meet Ben's gaze. Abigail knew she was supposed to please, she knew she was supposed to obey but she knew that she would get beaten regardless of what she did. Why would she try?

    If Abigail knew one thing, it was not to speak unless she was directly spoken to. Abigail gulped as the merchant was paid and even before Ben was completely gone, the man was dragging her out by her hair. She let out a small cry, forcing her to her feet. Her legs shook beneath her, barely able to stand as she was dragged toward the back of the shop. Abigail didn't even need to be told, tugging the shirt of her body.

    The merchant had grabbed a hose and started spraying her down, causing Abigail to let out a few shrieks at just how cold the water was. By the time that Benjamin's men came for her, she was washed and wearing a skin tight, black dress that barely covered anything on her body. It was clear that she was a slave, her back pressed against the wall as the merchant spoke to her. Giving her instructions to behave and to obey Benjamin, the king. The thought was enough to scare her even further because if the king was buying her, what expectations did he have of her?

    She looked up when two guards appeared, moving toward her as the merchant moved out of their way quickly. Abigail kept her head down, her panic only continuing to grow as she was dragged through the streets. Her feet had sandals but they barely fit, her feet crammed into them as she stumbled after the men that kept a grip on each of her biceps.

    Abigail was shoved forward, falling forward onto her knees as they came to a stop in front of two, large wooden doors. The guard knocked before stepping back and Abigail pressed herself even closer to the floor, her eyes squeezed shut as she held her breathe. She was sure that the moment the door opened, her life would change for the worse. How it would be even worse than what she already suffered, she didn't know but she had heard of plenty of stories about the king.
    July 21st, 2019 at 04:19am
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    Relaxing in his office chair, Ben leaned back ever so slightly. His arms crossed behind his back as his dark eyes focused on the outside world. A place that he now pretty much owned. With three Kingdoms under his thumb, life had become a little hectic as he tried to get all of his pieces in order.

    Hearing the knock, Ben raised an eyebrow and looked towards the door. "Enter." He simply called out and smirked as the door opened. There, on the ground was his new toy for his collection. This girl wasn't his only slave, no, but she will be the only one with eyes that looked like they've seen death. They were nice to look at, reminding him of all of the people that he had slaughtered to get here.

    "Do you do anything other than cowering?" Ben asked simply once the woman was brought into the office. His eyes narrowing ever so slightly as he examined the dress that she was wearing. Admiring how it hugged her curves like no other. "Hm, didn't realize that your tits were that huge," Ben said casually as he offered her a small smirk before slowly standing up and walking towards his new pet.

    "Leave us," Ben said casually towards the guards at the door, waving them off as he walked around the young woman who was a crumpled mess in his office. "Stand up straight when in my presence." He said calmly as he stopped walking in front of her. His eyes looking straight down at her as he waited for her to reply. "You're not going to crap yourself from fear, are you?" He asked her and silently waited for a reply as he raised a hand and slowly ran his fingers through her hair.
    July 21st, 2019 at 04:36am
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    Abigail bit down on her bottom lip, raising to her feet long enough to step into Ben's office. Her head was lowered, not daring to so much as look around the room they were in. Tears welled in her eyes at the idea of what may happen to her, his crude words sending heat to her cheeks. Don't speak. Keep your head down. Do as your told. The words raced through her mind on repeat as she tried to fight back the fear that seemed to overwhelm her.

    Letting out a shaky breathe at Ben's demand, Abigail hesitated for a moment before she started to straighten. Her head was still lowered but her back was straight. She flinched as Ben raised his hand, fully expecting to be slapped so she was surprised when he only ran his fingers through her hair. She shook her head, chewing on her bottom lip as hse wrapped her arms around her torso.

    "N-No, m'lord," Abigail stuttered, squeezing her eyes shut. Her entire body was rigid, anticipating Ben lashing out at her. She'd heard so many horror stories that there was no doubt left in her mind. If she was standing before their king, Abigail was in for it. He would make her suffer. Just like all of her people had suffered.

    "'m sorry," Abigail croaked, not sure if it was the right thing to do but she didn't know what else she was supposed to do so she settled on apologizing. She had been ready to be sold when she first arrived here but she'd been here for so long that it was all that she knew. Abigail had sat with her fear festering for nearly two months. Her fears were just becoming real now.
    July 21st, 2019 at 04:48am
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    "You're sorry?" Ben repeated her words back to her, a mocking tone in his voice. Stepping back, Ben couldn't help but smirk as he walked back towards his desk and leaned against the front of it. "What are you sorry for?" He asked, his head tilting to the side as he waited for an answer to his question. A small smirk slowly growing in it's place as he watched the young girl twitching in fear in front of him.

    "You know." Ben said as he kept his gaze leveled on her. "I don't really like that dress. Why don't you take it off for me." He said, wondering if she'd obey such a big order on the first day. "I want to make sure that you were cleaned properly, not just have a clean head and arms." His arms slowly crossed over his chest as he waited for the young girl to do as he told her, if she listened.

    Being the ruler, Ben was sure that she had heard rumors about him. Many were false many were true. It all really depended on who you talked to or what the situation was at the time. He had many different sides to him and depending on how the girl in front of him acted, then she might not see the completely dark side of his personality. Who knows, maybe, she'd enjoy her time here under his care. Then, when he gets bored of her he could simply send her off to a friend who he knew was into what he's into. If not, then well, he didn't really want to go into details.

    "Does my new pet have a name?" Ben asked, arching a brow as he watched the young girl. Curious as to rather or not she'd be stuttering out something so simple to him.
    July 21st, 2019 at 05:07am
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    Abigail's bottom lip wobbled as Benjamin questioned her. She wanted to answer him but if she was being honest, she didn't really know what she was apologizing for. She was simply afraid and she thought apologizing might ease Ben's temper a bit. She finally gave a tiny shrug of her shoulders, realizing that it might be better than simply not answering Ben at all. Her stomach twisted into an uncomfortable knot at Ben's comment about her dress.

    "Yes, m'lord," Abigail whispered, her cheeks turning a bright red as she shimmied out of the skintight material. Her arms wrapped tightly around her chest, covering her breasts and she was left in nothing more than her sandals. Her thighs pressed together in an attempt to protect herself despite knowing if Ben told her to, she would do anything. She was too afraid not to.

    Drawing in a deep breathe, Abigail held it for several beats before she found the courage to answer Ben's simple question. "A-Abigail," she answered, her voice so quiet that she wasn't even sure she had spoken. Her voice was hoarse, from both disuse and from screaming and begging not to be hurt anymore.

    Her nails dug into her skin as she fidgeted, trying to remind herself to stay on her feet. Abigail was exhausted both physically and mentally. She wanted nothing more than to lay in a comfortable bed or to take a warm shower before sleeping. Or a warm meal. Abigail wished for so many comforts but she had long since realized that none of them would be hers again. She was Ze'lorn. She would suffer for the rest of her days just because of where she had been born.

    Abigail chanced looking up slightly but the moment her eyes caught Ben's form, her head dropped again.
    July 21st, 2019 at 05:31am
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    As the young woman in front of him obeyed his command, Ben couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. The way that slaves react when they're under his intense gaze always makes him remember the days when he first tasted that power. When he saw the fear in someone's eyes when they realized that they were no more important than a speck of dirt under his fingernails.

    "Abigail," Ben repeated the name, tasting it on his tongue as he spoke. It was a common name, not one that he cared to hear though. His eyes trailed from her face down to her tits that were hidden from him. "Remove your arms, your body isn't yours anymore. It's mine." He said as he walked towards her and roughly grabbed onto her wrists. Then, he pulled her arms apart and to her sides.

    "Everything in this place is mine, everything you touch, hear, smell, it all belongs to me. You are mine, so when I say jump, you ask how high." Ben explained to young Abigail as he let her arms go, daring her to try and cover herself once more. To try and protect that body that no longer is her own.

    An with that said, Ben walked back towards his desk and moved to sit down in his chair. "Tell me about yourself, Abigail," Ben said as he relaxed in his chair, his arms behind his head as he studied the naked beauty. "And I don't mean your old hobbies. I want to know if you've fucked before."
    July 22nd, 2019 at 02:54am
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    Abigail let out a small whimper when Ben ordered her to put her arms down. She gave a tiny shake of her head, her bottom lip wobbling as she tried to stop herself from crying. She didn't want to cry but she was sure that Ben was going to make her suffer tonight. She gulped as he grabbed her wrists, wincing at how tight his grip was as he forced her arms down to her side.

    His words made her heart skip a beat as she felt her cheeks tinge a bright red. Abigail wanted nothing mroe than for the ground to swallow her whole. She hated the idea of simply belonging to Ben and having to obey his every order, regardless of what it was. Regardless of whether she actually wanted to do as she was told or not.

    Raising her arms, Abigail wrapped them around her torso instead. She fought against the urge to cover her breasts, sniffling as Ben moved away from her. She wished that her hair was longer so that it could cover her chest but it barely reached below her shoulders. Swallowing, Abigail shifted from one side to the other as she contemplated how to answer Ben. Did she tell the truth or was a lie better?

    "N-No. Never," Abigail explained quietly, giving a small shake of her head. She had gone with the truth, deciding that it just wasn't a good idea to lie to someone like Ben. He was the king, he could do anything to her without repercussion.
    July 22nd, 2019 at 03:19am
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    The shy movements, the way she kept trying to hide her body from his view. The way that she seemed to shift ever so slightly when Ben hardened his stare. It was all amusing to watch. To see the woman who he'd just bought stake so hard under his stare. Able to get into her mind and under her skin without even having to say a thing to her.

    Then, a small hum escaped from the King as he moved to cross his arms over his chest. Watching as Abigail oh so shyly tried to cover herself secretly. Those words of truth, oh how he was happy to hear them. "How pure are you?" Ben asked, arching an eyebrow as he slowly tilted his head to the side. Prompting her to continue to speak to him so that he could call her out on her bluff.

    Slowly, Ben ran his tongue over his lips. Leaning forward a little bit in his chair, Ben pressed a button for an intercom. "Bring some lingerie to my office and a bowl of stew." He ordered and then took his finger off of the intercom. Leaning back, Ben looked back towards Abigail. "Now, what can you do for me a little Dove? That would mean I can reward you with a meal?" Ben tilted his head to the side once more, a small smirk playing along his lips.

    "As my new pet, you're going to have to know what to do when I'm feeling needy. You're going to have to let me take you however and where ever I want." Ben started, his eyes focused solely on Abigail. "I will be training you in everything that I want, if you fail to please me, then be warned that I'm not against disposing of you. I do not like useless things, I am the King and I do not like to be disobeyed. Got it?" Ben asked, arching an eyebrow as he eyed the young girl in front of him. "Well? How will you act to receive a reward? Hm?"

    Just as Ben finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. "Enter." He said, not looking towards the door as it opened. A servant wheeled in a rack full of different lingerie, leaving it on the right side of his office. Then, another servant brought in some stew on a tray and placed it on the edge of his desk before bowing to him and leaving.
    July 22nd, 2019 at 01:13pm
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    Abigail's brows pulled together at Ben's question. She chewed on her bottom lip, unsure of how she was supposed to answer his question. She had never slept with a man before, her life being turned upside down by the war. There had been no choice but to focus on surviving, instead of sleeping with someone for pleasure. Squeezing her eyes shut, Abigail perked up a bit at the mention of a stew and lingerie. She knew that there was no escaping Ben's grasp, especially when he confirmed who she suspected he was. Swallowing around the lump that had formed in her throat, she wondered if the stew was for her as well. She couldn't remember the last time that she'd had a proper meal, more than a piece of old bread and dried out meat.

    She was completely ashamed of herself as the two servants entered the room. Abigail was completely naked, she had never been naked in front of someone before she had been captured and sold into slavery. A shiver ran down her spine as they were left alone. Her attention back toward the stew, her eyes widening slightly at the sight. Already her mouth was watering and she took a small step forward before she seemed to remember her place.

    "I-I.. I don't know.. h-how.. to please you," Abigail stuttered over her words, wincing at how pathetic she sounded. She wanted to do anything she could to get a proper meal but she realized that she was clueless, that she had no idea what to do or how to do it. Exhaling, Abigail shrugged as she hung her head.

    "But," Abigail paused, dragging in a deep breathe. "But I'll be good. I'll do what you tell me to," she said quietly, biting down on the inside of her lip. Would a promise to do as she was told be enough? She didn't know but she was hopeful.
    July 22nd, 2019 at 08:05pm
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    An arch in an eyebrow was all that Ben offered as he watched the naked young lady that was in front of him. Amusement dancing along as her reaction to her new clothing and possibly food came into her sight. His lips pursing together ever so slightly as he noticed that step of hers, although she quickly hid that action. Not like he didn't notice though. Ben knew that most slaves weren't fed regularly or quality things. So of course, the stew would cause that sort of reaction from her.

    The way that Abigail responded to his question caused a small chuckle to ripple through him. He couldn't help it, Ben's never heard that sort of response from a slave before and to be honest. He loved the answer.

    "Would you do anything I tell you to?" Ben asked, tilting his head to the side ever so slightly. His gaze looking the girl up and down for a moment. His eyes focused on those perky breasts before moving down to that tantalizing spot between her legs. Oh, how he couldn't wait to bury himself there.

    Slowly, Ben's tongue slid out of his mouth and he licked his lips. "Pick out something." He said and motioned towards the sexy lingerie. "Pick whatever you want, it'll be yours. Then, I want you to sit in front of me on your knees." He instructed, then gave her a nod to move along. That he wouldn't mind if she wants standing stock still in front of him anymore.
    July 22nd, 2019 at 08:52pm
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    Abigail gave a small nod of her head. She was terrified of what Ben would ask her to do but she wasn't foolish, she realized that there was nowhere for her to go. That she couldn't stop Ben from taking whatever he wanted from her. That there was no way she could stop him. She hoped that it would make her life a little bit easier if she just did what she was told to do. She could feel his eyes on her and it made her skin crawl; it made her want to disappear but she didn't dare try to cover herself up.

    Turning toward the rack of lingerie, Abigail stepped toward it. Her heart was racing as she thumbed through a few of the options before settling on a relatively modest chemise. It covered her and while it was see through, Abigail slid on the thong that was accompanying the chemise. Abigail's back had been to Ben while she pulled the number on.

    Chewing on the inside of her lip, Abigail turned toward Ben. She kept her head lowered, her arms at her sides as she moved to stand in front of him. Already, Abigail felt better since she was wearing something. She inhaled as she slowly lowered herself to her knees in front of Ben. Her eyes were trained on the floor between his feet.

    Abigail opened her mouth to speak, to ask what Ben wanted from her but she was far from brave. She couldn't bring herself to speak, afraid of doing the wrong thing and ending up upsetting Ben.
    July 22nd, 2019 at 09:16pm
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    The whole line Abigail had her back facing him, Ben's eyes trailed along her spine. Admiring all of the curves that she possessed. Those amazing looking hips and that plump ass that he couldn't wait to have under his hands. Oh, the things he couldn't wait to do to that body. Just the thought of it under him, or riding him was enough to turn him on considerably.

    Then, once she finally picked an outfit and came towards hin, Ben acted calm as he watched her. Taking in the piece that she chose to wear, amused that she'd pick a piece that looked hot as well as well as try and keep her hidden from him and his hungry eyes.

    "Good girl." Ben said quietly as he leaned forward and ran his fingers through her hair. Taking in the soft feeling of the clean mess on her head. "Now, do you want to continue to be a good girl?" Ben asked as he tilted his head to the side, eyeing the young girl as he waited for her to respond. Although, it really wasn't a question to be honest.

    Reaching down, Ben slowly unbuckled his belt and then undid his jeans. "Suck me." Ben told her, his tone a little huskier as he imagined those soft-looking lips around his cock. Sucking him like he was the best tasting thing she's ever had. "You said you wanted to be a good girl, right?" He prompted, urging her to continue to do as he instructed of her. Trying to ease her into everything that he wanted her for.
    July 23rd, 2019 at 12:00am
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    Abigail flinched slightly when Ben ran his fingers through her hair. She leaned back slightly, before she started to lean too far backward and she remembered where she was. Who she was kneeling in front of. Abigail squeezed her eyes shut, wishing the floor could just swallow her whole as Ben spoke. Her cheeks turned a deep red as she listened to the sounds of him undoing his belt and jeans. This was happening and there was nothing she could do about it.

    Her face crumbled slightly as a wave of disgust washed over her. Abigail was sure that Ben knew she wanted no part of this so she didn't think to hide the tears that were threatening to fall.

    "Y-Yes," Abigail croaked, her voice shaky as she straightened up. She didn't dare open her eyes, thinking she wasn't strong enough to hold back her tears if she did. Her thoughts drifted to the stew that was sitting on the desk and that was all it took to cause her stomach to growl. She shifted uncomfortable, reminding herself of why she was here. At least if she obeyed Ben, she might be fed... that was better than still having to do as she was told while being starved. Right?

    Abigail reached out a shaky hand, her mouth askew as she wrapped her fingers gingerly around the base of his cock. Her stomach dropped to her feet as she started pumping her hand on his hardening cock. Abigail's entire body was rigid as she started to speed up her movements. Abigail just wanted to get this all over with in the hopes that she might actually be rewarded.
    July 23rd, 2019 at 12:16am