Episode Eight, Struggles of Power
"How much of a success was tonight, Kyle," Eliza asked her husband as she stepped through the halls by his side toward the holding chamber where the three women waited. "I honestly thought we were going to go about it in a different way than what had happened with us."
"This is a different way," Kyle said, not slowing his pace.
"And how exactly is it different," Eliza asked. Kyle stopped and turned to face his wife. Her face was set sternly in the way she always got when she expected him to see things her way. "They are terrified, just like us. They fear for their lives, just like us. They know nothing of what is happening or why things are the way they are, just like we were."
"And you suggest I let all of them in on every little aspect of the ins and outs of us," Kyle asked with a raised eyebrow.
"As much as we can tell them," Eliza said in a matter-of-fact tone. "You stomped in and told them that you were their king, then hand-picked three to kidnap right then and there. You even had one of them hit over the head. I can think of a hundred better ways of making peace."
"Peace," Kyle asked, raising his voice. "You expect me to offer peace with them as if they are our equals? Eliza, they are here for us to use. I will use every single person to my own gain. They are nothing unless I decide to make them something."
"Your gain," Eliza asked, emphasizing the "Your".
"You are a part of me, Eliza," Kyle explained, losing his patience. "And with that said, I am the one that rules here. You are here to aid me, but don't forget YOU are here to aid ME."
Kyle began walking down the great halls once more, leaving Eliza standing in the same spot as she watched him go. He didn't like seeing the hurt in her eyes, but what needed to be done needed to be done by him. She couldn't begin to understand the pressure of keeping the kingdom up recently. The energy required to keep things going was barely keeping things running and it was up to Kyle and Kyle alone to regain the strength.
The sorrow of seeing Eliza hurt grew to anger and the closer to the holding chamber Kyle got the angrier he became. These pathetic people had already started problems with him. They were nothing to him. At first, he thought he would be able to take them in under an agreement of weekly power absorption like he had with the lone survivor from the yacht.
Of course, Eliza had no idea about the woman in the village. He sent a scout nightly to deliver supplies for her and he made weekly runs to the village to have sex with her in order to gain a bit of power. If he were honest to himself, Kyle had to admit that he enjoyed the secretive nature of meeting with the woman once a week. He had killed the three people that had washed ashore after the storm hit their yacht, leaving only Jasmine. He was about to kill her when the idea hit him. Surprisingly, she had agreed and had kept her word ever since.
Two horned beasts held guard outside the door and moved to make room as Kyle approached. He pushed the thickly wooden door open and found the three women pushed against the wall on the opposite side of the room. He smiled in triumph as he closed the door behind him.
"Please," one of the women whispered to him. Her voice was almost inaudible and shook through fear. Kyle didn't bother responding for the moment. He eyed each woman up and down to take in the beauty of what he had obtained. The beasts that had locked the women up had stripped them of their clothing.
The woman on the left was the virgin. Her long black hair was pulled back behind her shoulders. He could see his reflection in her black-rimmed glasses as she pulled back at his gaze. Her breasts were large and round and her waistline curved in right before her rounded hips pushed back out to an hourglass figure. He allowed his studies to shift to the next girl.
The Asian woman sat on the floor with her back against the wall and her knees pulled up to her chest as she held them tightly with her arms while rocking slightly. Her large brown eyes darted to him from time to time but her fear wouldn't allow her to stare at him for long. The woman was tall and thin with fairly small breasts. Her long hair covered half of her face as an attempt to hide from him. The woman next to her caused him to shift his gaze once more.
The petite woman couldn't have been any taller than 5'4" but she seemed to have enough attitude for a woman much taller and bigger. She stood with her arms crossed below her breasts and stared hatred into his eyes. The woman's short brown hair was a bit messy from her trip to the castle but she seemed to be full of energy. Her breasts were of the smaller size like the Asian woman and although she held a bit more muscle mass on her, she held a slim frame.
Kyle shifted his shoulder and allowed his long black robe to fall to the floor, revealing his nude body. The virgin's eyes opened wide as she gasped, the Asian woman made a choked chirping sound before burying her head in her knees, and the petite woman's mouth opened in surprise but was quick to fixate her face back into hatred.
"This is happening," Kyle said in a tone that showed no room for debate. "At least for two of you."
The three women looked at each other in a mixture of fright and confusion before turning their attention back to him. The petite woman stepped up, placing her in front of the other women as best as her tiny frame would allow.
"I volunteer," she said, her voice cutting off to a whisper as her eyes drifted down to find his massive cock growing into an erection. "Just me."
"Oh it will be you," Kyle said with a smile. "But not just you."
The virgin took a deep breath and stepped forward. She tried to mimic the stance of the petite woman but her inexperience and nervousness just made her look awkward.
"I volunteer too then," she said, obviously avoiding looking at his penis.
"No," Kyle stated. He wanted to have sex with the virgin, but measures needed to be made and certain elements needed to be met. He had to focus on the growth of his kingdom and not just his personal gain. "Her," he said, pointing past the petite woman toward the Asian.
Kyle walked toward the women and pushed the virgin and petite woman aside as the Asian woman leaped and began running on her hands and knees as fast as she could to get away from him. He caught the fleeing woman with one large hand by the arm and lifted her to her feet. She screamed and began punching at him, but he didn't loosen his grip.
"You will enjoy this in the end," Kyle promised. The Asian woman twisted her wrist in more attempts to escape. Suddenly she threw her head forward and bit his knuckle as hard as she could while the petite woman jumped on his back.
