Chapter Two ~ Shayna's Captivity
As Erik entered the tower room carrying his goblet of punch and left-over wedding cake, he realized immediately that his beautiful bride was missing. He walked over to the lone window of the tower room, seeing the wine-colored draperies blowing crazily in the breeze. The window was wide open, and far below, Dark Lance could be seen mounting his ebony stallion with Princess Shayna now his reluctant companion.
"Dark Lance will not get away with this!" Erik growled after catching sight of the dark rogue making off with his woman. Erik let out some fearsome curses as he headed for the spiral staircase. He then called for his guards, telling them to search the forest for Shayna and Dark Lance and instructing them not to return until they had found his bride and her abductor. The guards then left the castle, mounting their own horses, and disappearing into the darkness of the forest in search of the evil Dark Lance.
Erik sighed as he sat down in his red velvet chair and ate his cake. He savored every morsel, then consumed the goblet of punch in which had been spiked with finest rum in the kingdom. He was in a foul mood as not only had he not gotten to thoroughly fuck the princess time and time again; he imagined that Dark Lance was probably having his way with her right now. The thought of Dark Lance fucking his woman made Erik insane with jealousy.
"Dark Lance will pay for this. He shall pay dearly," Erik sneered, setting his plate aside along with the silver goblet. He truly hoped Shayna would be found and brought back to him shortly. He certainly hadn't got to fuck her enough yet. As he thought of their earlier sexual encounter, he felt his erection growing in his pants, demanding its satisfaction.
Just then there was a knock at the door. "Come in," Erik called out.
A beautiful young woman entered the room, giving him a shy smile. "Prince Erik, I have come to take your dishes back down to the kitchen," said Maid Mary who approached to take the plate and goblet from the small table beside Erik's chair. Before she could pick up what she had came to retrieve, the Prince's voice startled her.
"Mary, come to me at once," Erik said in his deep voice, his eyes searching over her body hungrily, thinking of other uses for this blond, sexy little thing besides just toting dishes back and forth to the kitchen.
Young Mary jumped when the prince called her to his side. He had ice-blue eyes, the kind that made a woman melt and want to do something sinful with a man, and Mary had always avoided eye contact with the Prince for just that reason. She was a virgin, and she had heard stories of his insatiable sexual appetites. She was attracted to the prince, although she was fairly certain he would never want her, with her being nothing more than just the maid.
Mary turned slowly, and then walked over to the prince, her cheeks flushed as his eyes moved over her hungrily, taking in every curve of her young, curvaceous body and looking quite pleased with his final observation of her. "Mary, you know this is my wedding night, do you not?" asked the Prince, noticing Mary's large breasts which were barely contained by the thin white material making up the bodice of her maid's gown.
"Y- Yes, my Prince. I heard what happened to the Princess. I'm so sorry. I do hope she's brought back to you shortly, safe and unharmed," Mary said, her voice quivering as she was so nervous being in such close proximity to the handsome prince.
"Mary, while the Princess is away, I shall require your services," Erik stated, his cock twitching in his silken breeches as he thought of little Mary on her knees, servicing him.
"Wh--- what services do you require of me, Prince?" Mary asked, her voice getting a bit shrill as she saw that look of unmistakable hot desire in his ice-blue eyes.
