This is a NONCONSENT/RELUCTANCE story. If you do not like this type of story, choose another genre instead of leaving me nasty comments, please. It is more Reluctance than Non-consent. The next chapter will probably be under BDSM.
This story is purely fantasy.
This story is set in a world created in my head. A planet that is not Earth, and the kingdoms within that planet. It's a country that, while developing and starting to make many technological advances, they retained a hierarchy and social system close to Europe in the late 1800's and early 1900's. Technology and medical advances are reserved for the wealthy.
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William was a very, very rich man. He was also very intelligent and strong; he held a lot of power in the Hiunda kingdom on the planet of Hur. He was the youngest royal guard ever to be knighted, and was treated with respect and honor every place he went, even out of the Hiunda Kingdom. He had been granted a massive estate by the King as a reward for his services to the crown. Even the High King Edmund himself sought William's council on any important issues regarding war, economy, philosophy and more; King Edmund took William's advice very seriously.
Needless to say, this was not a man who was used to being slighted or cheated in any way. People knew better; he was a force to be reckoned with. No one would dare cross him, much less betray him.
Or so he had thought.
Hiunda was in conflict with a neighboring kingdom, Albanan. Even though it had not yet turned into a full out war, the contention was growing at a rate that alarmed the peoples of both nations.
In the midst of this conflict, both sides were desperately trying to figure out what the other side was planning. William was furious to discover that one of his best officers, a man he had considered his friend, was actually spying for Albanan. His officer had been giving Albanan all the secrets and plans of the King's militia. Now the Albanans knew exactly how Hiunda planned to respond to any situation, which left William struggling to come up with new strategies and plans of attack.
The traitor, Albert, had gone into hiding. William was having every soldier that could be spared searching for him. He would find Albert; he would leave no stone on Hur unturned, so that he could see the rat hung for treason and aiding an enemy. It was more than that, though; William felt betrayed by one whom he considered a close friend and confidant. The search went on for months and William grew more and more angry, bitter and overwrought with the need to get his vengeance. He finally received word that, though they had not found Albert, they had found his 19 year old daughter who had been in hiding with a farming family in the middle of the flatlands.
William knew how much Kira meant to her father as Albert had spoken of her often. She was a respectable and proper young lady; a gentleman officer's daughter. She was rumored to be a beauty, though he decided he would be the judge of that. She was an accomplished musician, artist, poet, embroiderer, and if Albert was to be believed, she was extremely intelligent. Though if these were true, he wondered at the idea that she was 19 and still unwed... Surely suitors would line up for that breed of woman!
William ordered his men to take Kira into custody; she was to be used as a ransom of sorts against Albert. He planned to keep the girl in his estate and to defile her... he would take her virtue so that her father could live the last of his life in shame. Albert was very deeply entrenched in the monotheistic religion of his people; taking his daughter's virtue would force him to publicly disown Kira from his family, otherwise the church would excommunicate their entire family and they would lose their places in the afterlife, according to their holy book. They would essentially consider her to be dead; a vile, defiled soul wandering the earth with no chance of entering Heaven.
Albert was also a warrior, though; the urge to fight for vengeance against the man who stole his daughter's purity would be too much for him to resist.
William followed the less constrictive polytheistic religion that was most common on Hur. Even that, he only followed loosely, more as a nod to his ancestors than a sincerely belief.
After he was done with Kira, her only choice in life would be to sell her body for money. Her religion would not have her back after being defiled; he'd make sure she was left with little choice. He would also discover if she had any information about her father's whereabouts. If she did not, he knew Albert well enough to know that he would avenge his daughter, even if he must disown her afterwards, which would draw him out of hiding.
One way or another, he'd get his man. Kira was the key.
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Kira was brought to William's quarters by two armed guards. Her tear-filled eyes were alight with obvious fear; her cheeks streaked by her crying. William sent the guards away after having them release her bonds. He had given much thought to how he would take the girl's innocence, and he had decided upon a slow approach. Hed never forced a woman before, and he wouldn't start now. The only problem with that was his simmering rage toward Kira's father had his adrenaline pumping, and he really wanted to just throw her down and fuck her like crazy. Even in her cloak, he could see the luscious curves that called to him.
He would control himself, though, and make sure he built her up to orgasm over and over... his revenge would be complete when Kira panted and moaned his name... when she begged him for more. The daughter of Albert could be nothing more than a slut. He'd not hold her down and force her so that she could then tell herself and everyone else "It's wasn't my fault; I was given no choice!" No, he'd teach her body how to respond to his touch, how to interpret his touch as pleasure. He'd make her body crave him, he'd tease her until she was mad with lust and need, and he'd only fuck her when she begged him for it. In that way, his revenge would be all the sweeter... the daughter of Albert would be a horny slut begging for the dick of the man her father betrayed.
She walked toward him slowly, shyly hanging her head, with a cloak covering her small frame. She stopped several feet from where he stood.
"Come closer, and look at me, girl." She took a deep breath, obviously terrified but trying her hardest to be brave.
He was shocked when he saw her stunning face. Her father had been a dastardly looking man, so he had not expected the daughter to be much to look at. The only resemblance to her father were the big, brown eyes. But they did not look like the muddy, haggard eyes of her father... they were pools of chocolate, large and innocent. She was stunning, with dark brown waves of hair falling behind her cloak. Natural auburn highlights shown when she was stood in the light of the window.
"Remove your cloak, girl. Sit with me, by the fire." She removed her thick cloak and it was handed over to one of the butlers, who quietly faded into the background. William led her to two overstuffed leather chairs near a cozy fire, and turned to examine her before she sat.
Without her cloak, he was able to see her more closely; what he saw was pleasing. She was small and slender but with an hourglass shape, those lovely curves he had noticed through her cloak were even more enticing now. She had nice, round hips and full breasts. Her body was young and tight, any man would have lusted over her. Her lips were full and her large chocolate eyes were framed with long, thick lashes.
