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Kidnapped and Forced by the King
     

Kidnapped and Forced by the King

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by Celia Sykes
 
Kidnapped and held captive in the King's sex dungeon, Daphne must try to withstand the temptation of giving in to the King's demands. Will she let lust get the best of her?

This fourth story raises the Bought to Breed series to new heights. Will Thane be able to save Daphne in time, or will she take matters into her own hands?

Read on to find out.

Overview

Kidnapped and held captive in the King's sex dungeon, Daphne must try to withstand the temptation of giving in to the King's demands. Will she let lust get the best of her?

This fourth story raises the Bought to Breed series to new heights. Will Thane be able to save Daphne in time, or will she take matters into her own hands?

Read on to find out.

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The two men stepped back to the wall and opened one of the doors, ushering two women into the room. The women were in chains and barely clothed. One was thick with large round breasts with long nipples. She wore an oversized mask. Her pubic hair was bright red and her skin was hashed with whip marks. The other woman was smaller, with a black and white mask that looked like a swan beneath which she wore black makeup. Her ribs were visible beneath her pale skin, and her breasts looked small and firm.

Unlike the first woman, the woman, who I had already started to think of as the Swan, held something in her hand. As she stepped to the middle of the room, she rubbed it against her thigh, and I realized it was a smooth metal phallus.

As soon as the women stopped before me, Atwell commanded me to stand. I tried to move but couldn’t. I felt weak and afraid. I couldn’t even form words in my mouth. “Stand,” Atwell commanded again. He walked over to me and slapped me across the cheek. When I didn’t respond in any way, he smiled.
“String her up,” he said. Then he turned and headed for the door. “She’s all set,” he bellowed.

From somewhere above, I heard the King’s voice for the first time. I knew in my bones that it was he. He only spoke one word, and that one word terrified me. “Begin.”

The two men, guards I guessed, who had escorted the women in stepped forward. They were tall and muscular and both had dark, complexions. Someone must have lowered a rope while I sat there, because soon, they had bound my arms and suspended me from it. I struggled to move at all as they bound my ankles and spread my legs wide. Even though I was only inches off the ground, all of my weight hung from my wrists.

I listened in horror as one of them took his knife and cut my robe from my body, slicing up the seams until it fell harmless beneath me. Though I couldn’t move, I could still feel everything, and I had felt the guard’s knuckles graze against my back as he cut the robe away from me.

The guards led the two women to me. The women knelt and pressed their smooth cheeks against my legs. They began to kiss my calves and the back of my knees, slowly working toward my thighs, kissing and licking slowly, their warm, wet lips sending jolts through my body and raising excitement and anticipation in my core. It was like there was nothing I could do to resist them. As I tried to ignore the pleasure, I only felt it more.

The two guards, who had stood on either side of me as the women worked their way up my legs, now began to run their hands up and down my sides, running them over my breasts, lightly rubbing my nipples. One ran his hand over my pregnant stomach, caressing the bump.

The two women were kissing the insides of my thighs now, and with each kiss, they lingered a little bit longer, sucking and licking. Their tongues and lips felt warm and good, and I tried to not to enjoy the feeling, but the warmth of their kisses snaked up inside me, deep into my core. I felt the hard edges of their masks as they pressed their cheeks against me. They ran their hands up and down my legs and I felt the points of their nipples graze against me as they moved, sending thrills throughout me.

The two men began to kiss my neck, sucking and biting as they continued to work their hands across my body. One of them pinched my nipple, and the other laid his hand on my ass as they pressed their hard bodies against me. Then one of the women, the Swan, pressed her tongue against my clit and licked. I wanted to tense all of my muscles as the soft, warm pleasure flooded through me.

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Product Details

BN ID:
2940015576344
Publisher:
Celia Sykes
Publication date:
10/06/2012
Series:
Bought to Breed , #4
Sold by:
Barnes & Noble
Format:
NOOK Book
Sales rank:
356,766
File size:
63 KB

Meet the Author

Celia Sykes is the author of over 40 erotica and erotic romance titles. She lives in Glastonbury, CT, with her two cats, Milo and Philomela, and her husband, the painter, Gary Johnson.

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