#Chapter4

I was in front of the king expecting a raging angry face. I was terrified. What was about to happen next scared the life out of me. I walked in slowly. Gulping my frightened state and stated in front of him. My index finger coiled around each other as my eyes stared at the ground. I saw a walk towards me. The first mistake I had done was walk away from the bed and into the balcony. Explore the king’s chamber without his permission. The second mistake was stepping back. “Your name ” he commanded me to answer his question by that tone. “Rose-etta ” I stutter nervously. My body was frozen.

I was to never look into his eyes. I was to never do anything. Not even protect me from all this. I could feel his heat, as he walked near me. His eyes over my body. His finger lifted up my face. I held my body frozen biting my inner cheek, containing myself from not stepping away from the finger that he had landed over my neck.

“Rosetta ” he called. Was the king supposed to know the name of a lady like me? I was a servant. A prostitute to him. I was to serve him with his sexual needs. I gasp as he grabbed my chin my tilted my head up. My eyes closing swiftly.

“Open those eyes,” he said. I was to obey his command. But never to look at him. How was I supposed to do that? I opened my eyes only to be met with cold blue ones. I immediately lowered mine to avoid his anger. However, he held my chin tight. “Strip,” He said. Tears brimmed my eyes again.

I wasn’t the one. I couldn’t be. He sat on the chair right ahead of me. Watching me. I shivered taking deep breaths. My throat hurting, my eyes watery making my vision blur. My hands trembling as they started undoing the lace of my gown.

As I took everything off my tears had run down my cheeks the garments sliding off my body, the cold air touching my skin. However, I made no sound. Only one. My weak restrained cries . ” take that petticoat off as well ” My heart stopped. He wanted me naked as the day I was born. My hands held a fist over the material before pulling it over my head.

The only thing over my body was my black tights which ran up to my thighs Which I had to wear under the command of Madam. I was standing naked in front of a man. The king. Who will take my innocence? If he pleased he would give me to his companions for their pleasure. He stood up. My eyes following his boots as he undressed himself walking around his bed.

“Lay on the bed “. I followed his orders. Laying myself over the soft sheets. Never in my life have I slept over such soft sheets. My head was away from him. As Madam instructed me. I could never resist nor look at the king. I whimper as he touched my waist and squeezed my skin.

His lips attached to my neck. As soon as they touch my skin I shivered again with my back arching on itself. Surprised at my own actions I gulp. I wanted to get away. I did not want this. I couldn’t. I sniffed as he carried his lips down to my stomach and then they were gone. My stomach was twisting inside out as his hand ran up my chest. His fingers between my breasts.

Suddenly my jaw was grabbed by his hand. My head forcefully turned to see his face again. He was beautiful. He was gorgeous. However, he was the new king. I couldn’t lay my eyes on him. I tried looking away but his hold tightened. “You are trembling “he stated sitting up. I gasp as he pulled my leg towards him making me slid down the mattress.

I was to never speak. I couldn’t understand if the king talked to any woman who he slept with. Or was it just because he didn’t like me. The low sound from my mouth was released as he touched my bud.

“Your pussy is wet,” he said and I blushed hard. My neck turning hot. I was embarrassed to show myself to him. I didn’t want his eyes down there. I didn’t want anyone’s eyes to my body I wanted out. Out of this bed.

I gasp arching back as some different pain yet pleasure was giving to me. There was something inside me. My eyes went wide as I saw his hand down to my sensitive region. His fingers pushed in making me cry out. I couldn’t tell if it was pain, pleasure, or surprise.

“But, it is tight,” He said and I lay there. Trying to hide my face in the sheets. Failing. The moan from my mouth was loud this time. As the two fingers enter deep.

Suddenly there were gone making me feel pain again. “Are you a virgin ?” He asked. I wasn’t supposed to talk to the king. But he had asked me a question. So I nodded looking at the wall. Admiring the beautiful design. Trying to distract me from my undoing by the king.

I was grabbed by my chin and his face yet again appeared in front. I tried to look away but my eyes couldn’t. “You not tamed ” He stated. I shook my head. His face was unreadable. His hand running to my inner thighs squeezing them. “How much more innocent could you be. ” He whispered. I only gave my lower lip a bite.