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The Captured Princess
by Marc Magus (marcmagus@hotmail.com)

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A young bride to be is raped and locked away by the 
jealous suitors she refused. After years of rape and 
humiliation, she begins to enjoy it. So much so, she 
involves a would-be rescuer in her debasement. (M+/F, 
nc, rp, 1st, bd, tor, ws, beast)

***

Once upon a time there was a fair princess.

Her father was a high lord in the land and many suitors 
were hers for the choosing.

She had one young man in mind, but that was the one 
that wouldn't call. 

One day as she was picking flowers near her castle.

her love came to her and asked her a question that 
startled her.

He asked if she would be his second wife.

"why the second," she wanted to know.

"My sister must marry before me," he replied "She has 
no suitors, so to marry, I must have her as my first, 
even if only in name. She has agreed to clean our 
house, if I help her in this."

The princess didn't know what to say.

She knew he had an older sister, but believed her to be 
beautiful. She expected many suitors to come her way.


"My sister says all the suitors are flocking to you and 
Chastity to the north; none have come calling.

My sister is fair and not of a low house. She will take 
good care of our affairs and leave us to other things."

"But as a second, even in name, Ian, I would forfeit my 
rights in so many things in my father's house. Only a 
first wife receives land."

"I would not ask you for your fathers land. We have 
enough already," Ian replied.

"Ok. I'll ask my father. We will announce our union at 
a ball next week."

Upon hearing of the proposed union, many suitors were 
crushed. She was the fairest in the land. One suitor, 
upon hearing of her being a 'second' wife was beside 
himself and thought to ruin her before her joining.

He went calling as though he hadn't heard of the coming 
nuptials and met her in her garden. Being away from 
prying eyes and ears, he spoke to her of the life she 
was throwing away. She wouldn't relent. Her mind was 
made up, so was his

He took her hand and lead her to the roses.

"Life," he said, "is as a rose bush. Many parts of it 
are sweet and smell good, but you look too close," and 
as he pressed her fingers into a thorn he said, "it 
hurts."

"Oww, what are you doing?" she protested.

"I am showing you this day, my thorn," he answered.

In shock she tried to escape his grasp, but he was too 
strong. He threw her to the ground and pounced upon 
her. "This day will I make you ruined. Even as a second 
wife you will be unwanted."

"No, no, no, no! Please don't!" she pleaded.

Even as she spoke those pleas, she felt herself torn. 
Between the pleasure of his strength, and the night for 
which she had waited. She had no choice, however. Her 
virginity was gone.

The torture had only just begun. The young man lasted 
only a minute, but, realizing his death would be swift 
once caught, he stole the girl away and hid her.

She was no longer a maiden, and now was a prisoner of a 
desperate boy.

Her 16 years failed her. She had no idea how to feel, 
how to act, nor how she should use the potty; It was in 
full view.

She was caged, but in full view of everyone. She had 
been taken to a boy's clubhouse and many of those that 
had been her suitors would come in and see her. The 
blood on her legs was still there. She had not even 
been given the chance to wash herself.

Her clothes were almost torn off her, and as such she 
was, in many places, visible to them. Many leered, only 
a few turned away from her shame. There were some that 
would take advantage. They would repeat her shame 
again.

The one that began this gathered those around him and 
banned the others from the club. No one ever thought to 
check the clubhouse, so she was left to their ravaging.

She was made to fondle them and they force-fed her 
their manhood's. Sometimes one after the other until 
her stomach was full.

She was made their whore, and she was made their 
toilet, as they would, if she tried to escape, yell or 
revolt, piss all over her. Only much later would 
someone allow her to clean herself.

She found it best to remain totally unclothed. She 
would stay cleaner that way.

In the course of her imprisonment, the young one that 
would have been the first wife over her married the man 
that put her there. She enjoyed the girls' predicament. 
She cleaned her and occasionally added to her shame by 
wiping her down with animal scent. 

All the animals in the woods would call to the trapped 
damsel and make her feel ashamed that even animals 
would only love her for sex.

One day, after such a bathing, there was more than just 
howling from outside. A lone wolf entered through an 
open window

The girl expected to be ravaged by it as she had come 
to expect from the boys for the last five years. 
Instead, after smelling her, it gave her a bath with 
its tongue. It felt good to her. The wolf returned 
often to clean her, or just to sit with her. She had 
found a friend in a horrible situation. It would leave 
just before someone else came to continue her torture, 
so no one else ever knew it was there.

One day there was a commotion outside. She could hear 
screaming and growling. After a time, her female 
tormentor entered. She was disheveled, and horrified. 
She had spilled some of the scent she was coming to 
bathe her with and was attacked by a couple of wolves 
near the door. 

She came in and sat down and cried. After a time she 
spoke of what had happened to her. Her dress was torn 
and wet. She swore she would never bring scent into the 
woods again. As she left, she confided, "my brother 
still looks for you fair one. Someday he'll find you. 
Of course that will be the death of all of us that have 
kept you here." Then she left.

On a warm spring day, as it neared her 22nd birthday, 
all of her captors were there for one of their 
marathons with her.

She had been on her knees in front of one or the other 
of them for two hours when a flash of silver caught her 
eye. Those nearest her screamed and moved away. Her 
wolf had come through the window and started to chase 
the young men away. 

She, being made horny by her own debasement began 
pulling the wolf toward her. He allowed that, but was 
surprised when she pushed him over and began licking 
his balls. The men cheered and having the wolf 
distracted, began fucking her as she started sucking 
the wolf that had protected her.

She felt love for the wolf and did her best for him. 
The feelings she had for her captors had changed to 
tolerance and even enjoyment of their games at times. 
Love she only had for her protector and now she was 
showing him that. He howled in pleasure as he came.

The men took her one after another. They rested and 
began anew, without the wolf as day was breaking.

Her birthday it was, although she didn't realize this.

On this, her 22nd birthday, as she was blowing the men 
again, her future sister-in-law walked in with her 
brother. 

The love that he had been looking for he had found with 
a dick in her mouth. She had been raped and imprisoned, 
as his sister had told him. He destroyed the hut and 
killed each of his love's torturers personally. He 
scooped up his love and took her to his home. For her 
part, his sister became their lowest servant in 
exchange for her life. They had a pet wolf.

The END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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