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The King's Heir [Winner of July/August 2016]
« on: July 31, 2016, 09:22:53 AM »
Once upon a time…

there was a beautiful, young princess named Amira whose hair flowed like soft cornsilk, and whose eyes were the lightest shade of crystal blue. Her beauty and innocence took the breath away of everyone she encountered, and yet she was completely unaware of every ogle and stare, for she was perfect in every way, but for one thing: Princess Amira was born blind.

On the day of her birth, Princess Amira’s parents made a bargain, and her hand in marriage was promised to King Philipe’s first born son. King Philipe was a very respected man and the leader of one of the most powerful courts in the land. But by the time the Princess turned 18 and was of marrying age, King Philipe still had not taken a wife. Of all the women he had discreetly been with over the years, he never chose a bride, nor had any of them carried his child. Being 38 years her senior, and now in declining health, he was desperate to father an heir. Since Princess Amira was already promised to King Philipe’s family, a wedding was arranged, and his bravest knights escorted her on a 3 day ride to his castle.

Princess Amira was the symbol of new hope for his country, and was welcomed with open arms by the King’s people. The wedding was glorious. Without a doubt, Princess Amira made the most stunning bride in history, and even though the King reminded her of her grandfather, she did not complain. Her allegiance to him and his family had been drilled into her since she was a child. Though the thought of a wedding night with this old man was not ideal, she understood her place in this world to bear a new king, and looked at this marriage as her duty. Yet to her pleasant surprise, after three days as man and wife, she realized it really didn’t feel like a job. The King treated her like the jewel that she was, and he was very gentle with her on their wedding night, whispering sweet nothings in her ear that only made her like him more.

Everything was seemingly perfect for the new Queen. Everyone helped her feel at home in no time, but she was still saddened by not having the freedom that she was used to. Having lived for 18 years in one place, she knew her childhood home inside and out, and by the time she was 12, she was able to get around without any assistance at all. Here, however, everything was new for Queen Amira. She would trip over furniture and walk into walls if there was nobody there to help her, so the King appointed the job of showing her around, for however long it took, to one of his favorite men.

Lord David was known as an honorable and trustworthy family man in the court. Little did the King know, he was not the man that everyone thought him to be. It was a bit unsettling for Queen Amira when she would call for Lord David and he was already in the room, but being as innocent as she was, it never occurred to her that he was ever doing anything untrustworthy…. like slipping into her dressing room as she changed for bed or watching her when she used the toilet. Nor did she ever consider that he might be touching himself quietly on the other side of the room without her knowledge as she sat, ate, or even slept. Rather, she assumed he was very attentive and good at his job, always near enough to hear or know when he was needed. In reality, he was a very crude and deviant man, who merely painted the perfect picture of himself as the loving husband and father of two by showing affection to his wife in public, and likewise, gained the trust of the King by telling him everything he wanted to hear.

Queen Amira insisted she wanted to know every part of the fortress and even made Lord David walk her through the cold bowels of the castle. Lord David fell asleep many times to the fantasy of raping her in one of the filthy, wet dungeons, but he was a clever man. If he was to ever get away with touching the Queen the way he’d like, he would have to devise a plan that would not give him up. Being blind, he knew she would never recognize him by sight, but she might recognize him by smell. It didn’t take long before Lord David was ready to act on his fantasies. He spent one evening mixing a new scent to disguise himself. He figured as long as he didn’t speak, she would never know it was him. Now all he had to do was wait for the perfect moment to present itself.

That perfect window opened the day Queen Amira decided to test what she had learned. The Queen ate an early lunch and then went for a walk in the deserted East End of the castle. She was counting her steps when she thought she could faintly hear someone following her about 20 paces back.  “Hello? Is anyone there?”  She stopped to listen, but the only thing she heard was the tiny squeak of a mouse. Again she walked, and again she heard the echo footsteps. “Who’s there?”

The hairs standing on the back of her neck signaled to her that she was in danger. Queen Amira began walking faster. She reached her hand out and dragged it along the side of the stone wall, feeling for something she could use to defend herself. She thought to herself, if she could find a sconce that comes off of the wall easily, then she would have a weapon if she needed it.

Meanwhile, Lord David began closing the space between them. He couldn’t help but notice how odd it was that she was exploring these halls in the dark. Of course if you can’t see, there’s no reason for light, and how perfect it was that she did not require light to get around. He could take her in any dark corner and nobody would be the wiser. He smiled to himself, his cock already beginning to harden at the thought of taking her again and again, over a long stretch of time.

She remembered there was a little room off to the side that served as both a hidden guest room with a secret stairwell. Queen Amira quickly scurried ahead. If she could make it to the stairs, then she would end up outside where the guards could help her safely back to the main house. The Queen’s heart was beating rapidly as adrenaline pumped through every vein in her body. Everyone had been so kind to her, it never occurred to her that she would need protection, especially in her own home. She tried to tell herself how silly she was acting. The sounds she was hearing could have easily been her own echo in the curved hallway. How embarrassed will she be when she runs into a guard and has to explain that she was frightened by the sound of her own feet? At least that was what she was trying to tell herself in attempt to calm her nerves.

With her hand patting the wall as she moved, Queen Amira felt the opening to the room she was looking for and hurried inside. She could feel the rug under her feet and no longer heard the footsteps behind her. If there was indeed someone following her, she was going to have to find the stairs quickly. But were they to the left or the right? The Queen went to the right and ran into a bed 15 steps in. Because she chose incorrectly, she would now have to manage her way around the perimeter of an unfamiliar furnished room in order to find the opening to the stairwell.

The Queen was moving as quickly as she possibly could, occasionally tripping and knocking into chairs. Finally, she felt the corner of the opening and lunged forward, only to run into somebody. It was most definitely a man, and he was much taller and bigger than her. The comprehension that someone was in fact with her this whole time was completely disturbing. Who was he and why was he there?

Lord David was enjoying this game, watching her frantically search for the steps that he was already standing in front of. Seeing the nervous look on her fragile, porcelain face, followed by the scared reaction when she bumped into him, made his cock twitch. He could see the realization of his presence wash over her. Her panicked response was positively delicious. She turned to frantically search for the doorway back to the hall, but every time she took a couple steps, he would push a chair in her way. The Queen could sense that he was messing with her on purpose. She felt like the mouse that a cat plays with before he decides to devour it. Queen Amira had enough. Trembling in fear, she finally yelled out in the general direction of where she thought he was, “What do you want?! Why are you doing this?!!”

Lord David answered her questions by grabbing her by the arm and pulling her to him. With one hand around her waist and the other gripping her hair, he held her close to his body as he kissed her passionately, and yet violently. He held her so tightly, her hair felt like it was being pulled out of her scalp, and his grip was such that she couldn’t push herself away. She didn’t recognize the cologne as anyone she knew, and he wasn’t saying a single word for her to identify his voice. When he was finished kissing her, he threw her onto the bed. She didn’t have any time to move before he was on top of her. He pulled the many layers of her skirt and undergarments out of the way. Queen Amira screamed from the shame that anyone other than her husband was seeing her most intimate, private place. She tried to feel around her for something to hit him with, but they were in the middle of the bed and she couldn’t reach anything. Lord David used the weight of his body to hold her in place as she tried to fight and yell. “NOOOO!!” She could feel his naked cock touching her skin, lining himself up. And with one big push, this unknown assailant was inside her.

She started to scream and he slapped his hand over her mouth to muffle the sounds. What type of man would take advantage and rape a blind young woman who had zero chance of defending herself?? His face was so close to hers. She could feel and smell his hot breath as he grunted with every thrust. As the Queen laid there, her body moving in time with his, she started to think about the fact that this man planned her attack. Not just anyone can get inside the castle walls. This had to be someone who worked for the King. It had to be somebody she knew. Queen Amira’s brain was reeling, trying to take in and remember everything about this man. He knew enough to follow at a distance. He knew enough to hide things that she wouldn’t be able to identify, like not saying a word, possibly even making himself smell differently. He kept his hand on her mouth for the entire assault and she sobbed through his hand gag. After what felt like forever, he finally came to a resounding climax. She shuddered at the thought of this foreign seed inside her, connecting with her eggs. The eggs that were meant for the King. What if this rape resulted in her pregnancy?! She could never tell the King!

Lord David collapsed on top of her and breathed heavily through his mouth. He had taken every step to mask who he was; everything but the alcohol on his breath. She noted there were only two people in the court that enjoyed that particular variety of liqueur, with its sharp notes of dandelion, ginger root, and pea berry. It’s a drink that most describe as an acquired taste. She only had it once, a sip on the night before her wedding, offered to her and the King by none other than Lord David. The Queen laid there in shock, motionless underneath his dead weight, his cock still inside her, holding his seed in place so that it wouldn’t drip out. When he finally got up, he pulled her to her feet, straightened out her dress, wiped the tears from her cheeks, and patted down her hair back into place. He then pointed her in the direction from where she came, and he left silently in the other.

That night the Queen did not make it down for dinner with the King. King Philipe checked in with his new bride to find her sick in bed. She apologized for not feeling well enough to join him. He kissed her on the forehead and let her be.

The next day, Queen Amira was startled when Lord David joined her for lunch.

“I heard you were not feeling well, your majesty. I’m sorry you missed dinner and breakfast.”

Keeping her secret that indeed her rapist was him, she replied, “Thank you, Lord David,” and gave a little smile without meeting the direction of his eyes. He walked toward her, and even though she knew he was there, she jumped as he lightly touched her shoulder.

“Pardon me, your majesty. I didn’t mean to startle you.”

Just the touch of his hand on her made her want to rip it off of him, but instead she kept her composure. “Lord David, I am not feeling well. We will have to walk the castle another time.”

“Maybe you are with child, my Queen.” He looked into her eyes, knowing she could not see him. They looked like the palest of blue diamonds. “We can only hope.” She glared ahead, and then covered it with a smile as he added, “In due time.”

The King joined his Queen at the table after passing Lord David in the hall.

“Dear husband, I think I would prefer to have a woman help me around the castle.”

“Lord David is my favored assistant. He is loyal and a confidant. Do not ask me to replace him.”

After all, the King’s plan was working splendidly.
« Last Edit: August 31, 2016, 06:40:57 PM by Red Right Hand »
The wolf said, "You know, my dear, it isn't safe for a little girl to walk through these woods alone."

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Re: The King's Heir
« Reply #1 on: July 31, 2016, 09:23:48 AM »
Thank you for reading. This story is entered in the July/August 2016 story contest. Please read all of the entries and be sure to vote for your favorite story here! <3



« Last Edit: July 31, 2016, 10:32:50 PM by EssenceofRed »
The wolf said, "You know, my dear, it isn't safe for a little girl to walk through these woods alone."

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Re: The King's Heir [Contest Entry]
« Reply #2 on: July 31, 2016, 07:49:30 PM »
This is one of the eight entries for the July/August 2016 Story Contest.

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Re: The King's Heir [Contest Entry]
« Reply #3 on: July 31, 2016, 09:33:32 PM »
Ooh, that last line!

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Re: The King's Heir [Contest Entry]
« Reply #4 on: August 02, 2016, 01:08:53 PM »
Another splendid story with a twist to the end. Great job!

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Re: The King's Heir [Contest Entry]
« Reply #5 on: August 09, 2016, 01:19:38 PM »
Are you kidding me...????

i am left open mouthed ...

Loved it :*

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Re: The King's Heir [Contest Entry]
« Reply #6 on: August 31, 2016, 04:56:42 PM »
What an enviable position our antagonist is in. The voyeuristic possibilities you hinted at...  :drool:

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