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Toy For The Prince

By: secretaddict



Elizabeth was a well known world traveler. She was known for being the beautiful and intelligent host of her independent documentary show. Her show had become so popular that networks offered to take over the show handling all the expenses. But she didn't want to hand over any creative control of her show. She felt like her personal wealth and grants were enough.

In her show she traveled to places all over the world showing just about every aspect of that place including being able to speak most of the languages. If she didn't know it she would very efficiently use a translator book. If the wasn't a translator book, she hired locals to translate. She highlighted social customs, local cuisine, entertainment, history, architectural design, fashion, religions, education, typical weather, type of government, crime statistics, things tourists should look out for, economy status (a wealthy or poor place), housing (for locals and tourists), wildlife, plant life etc.... Her shows were Very thorough and informative.

There was a prince of a small country who had taken notice of her. It was during a visit to his country and they met. He was tall, strong, dark brown in skin color, dark brown eyes and had dark brown hair kept in corn rows. His country was a tribal country and not known for Caucasians being there. So when they were there, just about everyone noticed (white women especially). And Elizabeth was no ordinary female by any standard.

Prince Azuza watched every one of her episodes thereafter. The King was getting old and feeble. Yet he noticed his only son (and heir to the throne) having an infatuation. He said to his 23 year old son, "I grow old and weak. You will be King soon. You should take a bride soon. What of this Elizabeth? She is flawless in appearance, very intelligent and white. She would be an unmatched trophy of a wife and she knows our language."

Azuza thought for a moment, "Yes, I would like to take her as my wife. But I do not think she would agree."

The King grinned slyly, "You are royalty. You may have what ever you want. There is no requirement that she agree." 

Azuza nodded, "True. I wish to have her." 

The King patted his son on the shoulder, "Leave it to me."

A week later a letter arrived at Elizabeth's home from the King. It read, "Dear Elizabeth, 

Greetings from King Mazur. I quite enjoyed your visit. You are a delight to speak with. And I appreciate how thorough your documentary of my country was. 

I would like to invite you to make a return visit, this time as my guest. You can stay in my castle and perhaps learn more about the monarchy here. 

Please respond as soon as possible. If you decide yes, all travel arrangements will be made for you.

Sincerely, King Mazur"

She read the letter twice trying to make sure she had not misread it. She of course wanted to go. This visit would make great footage. She saw a telephone number at the bottom of the page. Though it was 3pm where she lived, it was 11pm there. So, she decided to call at about 8am in the morning.

She awoke to her alarm clock and called the number while still in bed. She told the female assistant of the letter and that she did wish to visit. The assistant said she would verify the letter and get back to her with travel arrangements if the letter was legitimate. Two hours later the woman called her back. She let her know the letter was legitimate.

She also told her the travel arrangements, "You will be flying by personal plane. The plane will land at your airport at 1pm your time tomorrow. You will then arrive here at approximately 9pm your time or 3pm our time. The plane will be at the small chartered planes strip and the plane number is 99915." After some pleasantries the call was ended.

After breakfast she packet up for the trip and made sure to have plenty of film. She only had to make one phone call. It was to her only living relative, her Aunt Linda. Her Aunt found it all Very fascinating and exciting.

The next day she boarded the plane as scheduled. After the plane took off she was offered Champaign and chocolate dipped strawberries by a stewardess. Elizabeth chuckled, "How can I refuse?" 

When the stewardess brought it to her she said, "This is actually a favorite treat of Price Azuza. He has ordered that all his chartered flights have it."

When the stewardess took a seat in the back Elizabeth thought of the Prince. He had been very charming and rather attractive she thought. She looked forward to seeing him again. Elizabeth was 5 years older than him yet his personality seemed like that of a mature gentleman older than her. She looked forward to seeing him again.

When they arrived at the Kings personal airstrip on his property she was greeted by another servant. She was short and pretty. And her accent was thick. Her English was not good but it was understandable enough. A male servant gathered up her bags and followed the two to the castle. Elizabeth was led to her room. She was then told to rest and she would be fetched later to have dinner with the King and the Prince.

At dinner she was amazed at the spread of food before her. The three ate hearty and had a wonderful time of talking over Dinner. After dinner the King requested her to join him for a walk around the lake near the castle. She knew better than to refuse.

During the walk he told her, "My son has been enamored by you. He finds you fascinating and watches all of your shows. He wishes to marry you." 

She stopped in her tracks and was surprised, "Marry me? But we barely know each other and I have no desire to be married to anyone. Although I am greatly honored that he has such thoughts of me." 

The King smiled, "As well as I thought. Please just spend some time with him. It will greatly please him and I well let him know you are not interested in marriage. As you know, he is young. Youth brings forth fickle fascinations." 

She chuckled, "Yes, I know."

The next day she attended a party as a royal guest. A beautiful native style dress was provided for her. It was very much like a toga. One shoulder was bare and the breast of that side threatened to be revealed. The material was a shimmering dark blue. The waist was gathered by a golden thread cord. On her feet she wore golden thread cloth slippers. Her golden blonde hair was pulled into a bun atop her head. She looked amazing and everyone there noticed, including the Prince. He spent most of the evening dancing with her and staying by her side.

Towards the end of the night the guests were beginning to vacate. There were just a few couples, the King, Azuza and Elizabeth left now. Elizabeth found herself on a balcony alone with Azuza. He rested his open hand on the small of her back and looked out into the lamp lit property, "The lake is really beautiful at night all lit up by the lamps. Would you like to leave the party with me and take a walk?" 

She smiled and nodded, "Yes, that sounds lovely."

He led her from the party in the castle to the lake. As they walked around the lake they chatted about the places she had been. They eventually took a seat in a small gazebo. His next question took her by surprise, "So why no man?" 

She blinked for a moment and then answered, "I am just too busy. I am always traveling around and I love it. If I were to marry, I'd have to stop traveling around. I am just not ready to do that yet." 

He nodded, "I would like to see more of you. I hope you visit when you can."

She smiled, "Oh, of course."

They walked a bit more and he pointed to a guest house, "When I want to get away from everything and everyone, I go there. Servants do not even come unless they are called for. Would you like to see it?" 

Elizabeth looked intrigued, "Yes. It sounds most interesting."

He hooked his arm through hers and led her off the main path. The path to the guest house was smaller, darker and instead of being paved it was made of slabs of stone with gravel filling in the gaps. They came to the cabin style small home and walked up three steps onto the small deck lit by a lit house light next to the door.

They entered into the house and Elizabeth was surprised at what she saw. The furnishings were very common in comparison to that of the castle. Elizabeth said, "I am surprised. These are not the furnishings of a Prince. They are somewhat common. Yet very homey, comfortable and cozy."

He chuckled, "Yes, I know. But here I am just Azuza. I can feel like a commoner. There is much weight on the shoulders of a royal. This is a nice place to escape to."

She nodded in understanding, "That makes much sense. Now, why don't you show me the rest of it?"

He showed her the kitchen/dinning area, two bedrooms, both bathrooms and the outside back of the house. Her eyes opened wide and took in the rectangular shaped pool and the waterfall at the other end. The waterfall was lit up by yellow lights under the water. And there was a stone bench behind the waterfall where a person could sit and relax just behind the falling water. She turned to him, "What a beautiful place." She then took in all the lovely flowers in the landscaping, "And the flowers are all so beautiful. This is my favorite part of the house."

He smiled widely, "Yes, I much like this area as well. I spend much time here." His eyes moved to her and lingered there for a moment. He exhaled softly, "The glow of the moon reflecting off the water onto your face is quite beautiful." He then swayed his arm to nearby chair before the blushing Elizabeth could answer, "Please, sit down. Relax. I will bring us some Champaign."

She nodded and sat as he went back into the house. Elizabeth looked out over the water and to the waterfall. She thought to herself, "He is so charming. Why does he dote so much time on me when I have said I wish to not marry?"

When he came back out he looked down to her with a smile. He then leaned down a bit to hand her a flute of Champaign. He himself the sat down in the chair next to hers. He sipped his Champaign and then began talking to her about her shows. They talked for about thirty minutes, the whole while she sipped away on her Champaign. 

She began to feel light headed and sleepy. Elizabeth blinked at Azuza, "I must be getting some sleep now. I suddenly feel very sleepy." She started to get up but found her legs weak and sat back down. She looked a bit worried as she looked back to Azuza, "I think something may be wrong." 

Azuza acted very concerned and said, "Just lean back and relax. I will call for a doctor right away." She nodded and leaned her head back into the chair. Azuza stood in the doorway behind her grinning. 

She could not see him nor had any clue he had drugged her Champaign. After a few moments he called her name. When there was no response he walked next to her and looked down at her. He called her name louder and there was no response. He then leaned down and lightly slapped her face. There was still no response. He chuckled and then hauled her over his shoulder.

Elizabeth was then carried to his bedroom. When he laid her on the bed on her back, he carefully took all her clothes off. He laid the clothes over a chair and stood back to admire her beautiful body. His clothes were then shed as well. 

He lay on his side next to her and smiled widely. He said, "You will be out for 24 hours. That is more than enough time for me to loosen up your body." His hand began stroking her breasts and squeezing her nipples. He enjoyed how they had got between his fingers. 

He then leaned over and suckled her nipples as his other hand moved to her lightly hairy pussy. When he felt the hair he looked up into her face, "Your pussy hair must go." He then stood up and went for his shaving tools.

When he came back, he placed a towel under her buttocks. He then sprayed shaving foam over the hairs. A shaving razor was then placed to her pussy. He made meticulous work of shaving her. He then used a wet cloth that he had also brought to the bed to wipe most of the cream and shaved hair off. He looked up at her again, "I will start your bath my dear." He then stood and walked to the bathroom.

He turned the water on and got it warm. Her naked body was then taken there and carefully placed into the bath tub. Almost lovingly, he washed her body with a soapy wash cloth. When he felt she was clean enough he took her wet body back to the bed and removed the towel that was on the bed. 

He looked down and admired her again. Now his cock was fully erect and looking for some attention. He lay on top of her and spread her thighs with his knee. He lined up his 11 inch long, 3.5 inch wide cock to her pussy. He then slowly pressed his cock into her tight and warm tunnel. It took awhile as he did not want to damage her. He kept going until he was as far as he could go. He then lifted her knees up near her head with his hands. He then pushed until his cock was buried all the way in her. He moaned out load at how good this felt.

Azuza then began to slowly rock his man meat in and out of her. After awhile he could take it no longer and began fucking her hard and fast. The bed banged against the wall as the sounds of his flesh slapping against hers filled the room. He worked up a sweat after fucking her like this for a few minutes. She remained completely unconscious yet her pussy instinctively became dripping wet trying to defend it's self from the invader. He shoved himself deep and remained there a moment as he kissed her lips.

Azuza then pulled his cock out of her now loose and sopping wet pussy. He then straddled her face and pushed his cock into her mouth. He fucked her mouth for a few moments and then slid his cock slowly all the way down her relaxed throat. He grabbed the back of her head with his hands and violently throat fucked her for a few minutes until he came down her throat. He grunted and groaned as he released his seed deep down her throat. 

He then slid out and looked down to her with a gin as he panted, "You are a great cock sucker, my love. And your pussy was the finest I have ever had. I can not wait to see what your ass has to offer."

**Stay tuned for part 2** 

Toy For The Prince Ch. 02



* Make Sure to read part one first ("Toy For The Prince").*

Prince Azuza was well pleased with Elizabeth. He had taken females before but always released them when he grew tired of them. Azuza laid on top of her and kissed her lips. In a sweet voice he said, "I will never let you go."

Azuza lifted his body from hers and walked to the door. Over his shoulder he said to the sleeping beauty, "I'll be back, love. I need food. The sun has risen on us. He looked at his watch, "Well, you have about 18 hours more of relaxation." He then walked through the bedroom door, down a hall and into the Kitchen where he made himself a sandwich.

After eating he called for a servant to his cabin. When the servant arrived Azuza handed him a sealed note to give King Mazur, his Father. The note read, "Elizabeth will be staying with me, Father. Perhaps we should report her disappearance? –Azuza"

Once the King received this note he immediately read it and then threw it in the fireplace to destroy it. He then made calls to report her disappearance. He told an assistant to call her that spoke English. She said, "Your niece arrived here and was visiting. But she wanted to visit an area to film that was dangerous. We told her to wait until the next day so that she could be safely escorted. When morning came she had gone. Another servant reported seeing her leave with her equipment and never returned. We fear she has gone where she shouldn't have and the worst has happened."

Her Aunt was of course in shock but believed every word of it. As far she and the rest of the world were concerned, Elizabeth had been killed during filming. 

Azuza came back to Elizabeth in the afternoon. He looked at her beautiful naked body and stripped his clothing. He grinned to her, "Well, love, now is the time. I will completely own you now. I will leave my seed in your beautiful white ass now."

He walked to a drawer and pulled out a tube of lube. Then he crawled onto the bed next to her and laid the tube on the bed next to her. Her body was rolled over onto her stomach. He spent some time rubbing and squeezing her soft ass cheeks. A finger was then slipped into her ass. He grinned wide, "Nice and tight like I had hoped."

He pulled his finger out and lubed it up along with a second finger. Both fingers were then firmly pressed into her passage. He wiggled his fingers around in an effort to loosen and stretch her. This went on for about 2 minutes. Azuza stroked his long thick black dick and said, "Now I fuck your ass."

Azuza straddled her and rubbed a little lubrication on the head of his mushroom cock head. Then the pushing began. She was so tight that it was actually painful for him. So, he pulled back and used more lube. This time he did not stop until the head was in. He saw there for a moment to allow her to adjust. Then he began slowly pushing again. He moaned out from the pleasure as he pushed. He did not stop pushing until he had all of himself inside of her. He lay on her back and whispered in her ear, "God you are tight. You feel incredible, love."

He pulled all but the head of his cock out and then slid all the way in slowly again. Unable to contain himself any more, he slid his arms under her check and his hands gripped her shoulders. His lean body began thrusting hard and deep. He grunted and groaned from the pleasure. And after about 2 minutes he began violently fucking her ass. 

He pulled out just as his balls grew tight. He flipped her over onto her back and then slid between her legs. He grabbed the backs of her knees and pushed her knees to her chest. This put her ass in the air and her stretched ass hole with in view. He plunged deeper than before into her ass thanks to the new position. He yelled at her, "Take this black dick! Take it all in your tight little white ass! I'm going to fuck this ass every night!" The friction, tightness and warmth were too much. Azuza emptied his seed into her and moaned loudly.

After he recovered a bit he pulled out and let her legs flop down. Azuza lifted himself from her. He stood and looked down at her, "Damn, woman. You are definitely going to be my wife. But you will be waking in the morning and I want sleep now. So, I need to tie you up."

He went to a drawer and pulled out some nylon rope. He kept her on her stomach and spread her arms wide. Her hands were tied to the head board wide. He then tied her ankles together. He stood up from the bed and looked down at her. He could not resist striking each ass cheek as hard as possible. He admired the red hand marks and chuckled, "My brand is going to look good on you. I will have the tattooist here tomorrow."

He then crawled onto the bed next to her and draped a leg over her legs and one arm across her back. Azuza then fell asleep. But during the night he woke up horny. So, he crawled on top of her and shoved himself into her ass. Some of his cum was still in her from before. Had it not, he would have thought nothing of fucking her ass raw. He pounded into her so hard the head board continually banged the wall. After he orgasmed he collapsed on her back leaving his cock inside of her. Even limp it was 6 inches long. So, it stayed inside of her. 

When Elizabeth slowly began to regain consciousness from the drug her eye sight was very blurry. Then, she felt a weight on her back....

*Stay tuned for part 3.*



Toy For The Prince Ch. 03



**Make Sure to read "Toy For The Prince" and "Toy For The Prince Ch. 02" first.**

Elizabeth felt a weight pressed against her. But, the drug left her unable to feel anything else. She felt no pain, didn't feel her binds and couldn't even feel the flesh pressed against her own. And any movement was incredibly difficult to do. She could just barely move her arms and she could blink. Her eye sight was a bit blurry and her hearing was a bit muffled.

Azuza pressed his lips against her ear and said, "I have some calls to make but I will be back." After those words he licked her neck (but of course she didn't feel it), got off the bed, left the bedroom and went to the living room. There, he made several calls. After about thirty minutes he returned to her.

He lay beside her and looked into her worried eyes. He exhaled, "I wanted you. Now I have you. Your Aunt thinks you to be dead. You belong to me now. While you slept I fucked your warm throat, your soft pussy and your tight ass. In fact, I fucked your ass more than once."

She was in shock and it showed on her face. He chuckled, "You will bring me much pleasure. And if you do as you are told, you too will feel pleasure. There is no escape for you. Attempting to do so will only result in a brutal gang rape from my many guards posted around this home. I do not wish to beat or injure you. So please behave so that I do not need to." 

He brushed a strand of hair from her eye, "Beautiful. You will make a most attractive queen when I am King." He looked to bound wrists and back to her eyes, "You have been drugged. Don't worry, within a couple of hours you will feel everything." He slapped her ass cheek as hard as possible. When she had no response he chuckled, "See, I told you."

He stood from the bed and dressed. Then he went into the living room to make his calls. After about 30 minutes Elizabeth smelled food being cooked. After about another 30 minutes he arrived back into the bedroom.

After a slap to her ass he said, "When you have more control of your body I will feed you and allow you to bathe. I'd hate for you to choke or drown." And then she heard a knock at the door. Azuza heard it as well as he grinned down to her, "I will be back with a friend."

He went to the front door and opened it. In came a short, skinny dark man. He looked about the same age as Azuza. He was greeted and asked in. He carried with him a black zippered bag. Azuza said, "Right this way, please."

The man was led into the bedroom. His eyes grew wide and he took a deep breath, "Amazing. I almost feel bad for marking up such beauty."

Elizabeth wondered what he meant by marking her up. Was he going to beat her? Was he going to rape her too? Still unable to speak all she could do was lay there awaiting what ever these sickos had planned.

Then the man spoke, "Ok. Do you want the same tattoo given to the others?" 

Azuza nodded, "Yes. Crown with an A above it on her right butt cheek."

Then it dawned on Elizabeth what was about to happen. The prince wanted to put a tattoo on her! If she could speak and flail about she would have definitely objected. But as she heard the hum of the tattoo machine she knew there was nothing she could do. Fortunately she did not feel any of it. She did not even feel the alcohol wiped over the tattoo when the man was finished. 

A bandage was put over the tattoo. The man said, "It is done. Your latest beauty now bears your mark for life. With her not feeling anything, I was able to go extra deep. Even if she ever tries to have the tattoo removed, it would take a lot of work to do so. I'd say give her two days before laying her on her backside, sitting her up on her ass, slapping that ass cheek and so on. Three days if you really want to make sure she's ok."

Azuza nodded, "Thank you for your services. The tattoo looks great. It really stands out on a white ass. You do good work. I will compensate you now." He reached into a pocket and handed the man a stack of money, "Of course I expect discretion over this transaction of ours as usual."

The man smiled, "Oh, yes. No one will ever find out from me. I am loyal to my Prince and you pay well." He bowed his head respectfully, "Good Day, Prince Azuza." The prince nodded back and the man left.

After the door was closed Azuza came back into the bedroom. He lay on his side and looked into her eyes, "My love, my mark looks beautiful on your lily white ass. You are truly the most beautiful I have ever had. After three days I will be back to fucking your ass. Don't worry. You will not be neglected for long." He then rubbed her back almost lovingly and like he sought to comfort her, "I know this is not the life you planned for yourself. But, there is much happiness and pleasure to be had with me. I guarantee it. Just be a good submissive and everything will be wonderful. Fate has us together. And to show my affections for you, when I become King I will take only one wife unlike most men of my country. And that one wife will be you. Hopefully by then you will be completely submissive to the point I can take you places and dress you in exquisite clothing." He leaned in and kissed her forehead, "Your life is my lover now. Please accept it easily. I truly do not wish to harm you. Rest and we will talk once the drugs are truly out of your system."

Elizabeth did feel very drowsy still. So, she closed her eyes and fell asleep. When she awoke a couple of hours later she had recovered from the drugs. She fiercely fought against her binds and screamed out as she thrashed on the bed, "Let me go!" 

Azuza came into the room and looked down at her. His cock hung about 6 inches between his legs. Her eyes looked to it almost in disbelief he stood there naked. Azuza exhaled deeply, "No one will rescue you. There is something I forgot to tell you. This structure is sound proof. Even if it wasn't no one would help. The guards all know of my taking of slaves. They are too loyal to me to do anything about it."

Elizabeth shouted to him, "What? SLAVE?! I am not a slave! You let me go RIGHT now!" Azuza slapped her ass cheek that was not tattooed so hard that the slap seemed to echo in the room.

He growled down to her, "Shut up! You are MY slave! There is no escape for you. Only pain and torture if you do not accept your new position in life!"

She fought against her binds again, "I can not believe you have done this! I have done nothing but show your country in a good light. I should be treated better than this."

Azuza chuckled, "Oh believe me. You are being honored. Being my lover is an honor. And to be made my wife in time is the highest honor any woman could receive in my country."

She spat at him but missed, "Fuck you! I don't want your honor then!"

Azuza sucked his teeth, "Too bad it has to be this way, love. You have brought this on yourself." He walked over to a set of drawers and opened one. Out he pulled a ball gag that had a removable ball. If the ball was removed it would leave an "O-Ring" that would force her mouth to stay open. He fastened it into place, "Now maybe you will shut up for awhile."

He then walked to a closet and opened the door. Out he slid a machine on wheels. He chuckled at her fearful face, "This my love, is a fuck machine." He stroked the black dildo that stuck out horizontally, "This dildo is a replica of my cock. I was going to let you have a break from the ass fucking. Since I do not want to injure your tattoo area I can not mount you. But, this machine can fuck you without contacting your ass cheek."

He turned then walked to the foot of the bed. Her ankles were unbound form each other. He then wrestled her legs apart and eventually rope bound each ankle to a post in the bed. She was spread almost painfully wide. Azuza then set the machine up behind her. He aligned the dildo with her asshole and then pushed it in just far enough to get part of the head in. He then turned the machine on.

Elizabeth screamed as the dildo slowly pressed into her now dry irritated ass hole. Azuza exhaled and looked down to her, "You brought this on yourself." He then sat on the bed and positioned her head over his crotch. He pulled the ball out of the gag. Just as she screamed again from the pain in her ass his cocked was forced past her O-Ring and into her mouth. After a few strokes he pushed his erect cock into her throat. She screamed from both invasions but had no choice over each. Then she began to choke as his 11 inch long, 3.5 inch wide cock began filling her throat. He told her, "Relax your throat and this will be easier."

She of course did not listen. Once the entirety of the cock was down her throat she gagged and flailed feeling as though she would suffocate she was overcome with fear. He then lifted her mouth off his cock and she gasped for air. He then shoved her down again completely filling her throat again. After a few more thrusts she understood that he would let her come up for air so she didn't panic anymore. She begrudgingly accepted the slowly fuck that was deep in her ass and the forceful fuck in her throat. After about the tenth thrust he came hard in her throat. She could actually feel his cock swell as he released his seed. When he was done he pulled her face from his lap and replaced the ball back into the gag. She hoped this meant her ordeal was over.

But, Azuza was not finished. He walked to the machine and turned it up a bit. The dildo now fucked her harder. Her body was being pushed forward with each thrust. Tears were running down her face from the pain. Then the machine went a bit faster. Azuza said, "I will leave this to fuck you. I will force an orgasm from you." He then left the room.

The machine seemed to fuck her ass for an eternity before he ass loosened up and strangely she began to feel aroused. After a few more minutes she felt very little pain but a lot of sexual pleasure. She tried to fight it but this was hard to fight. Eventually she gave in and moaned feeling pleasure. And then her body tightened. Her pussy spasmed and she had an orgasm. She could feel her own wetness seep out of her pussy. She hated herself for giving in.

The machine kept going not caring she orgasmed. Much pain returned for awhile until she orgasmed again. The cycle repeated it's self 5 times well into the next morning before Azuza came back into the room to turn the machine off and pull it from her ass hole. He admired he gaping hole, "That is a nicely fucked ass." He then dipped his hand down to her pussy, "And it seems as though your pussy thought it was a good fucking as well."

Elizabeth rolled her eyes and turned her head the other way away from him. He petted her hair and lay down beside her, "Sleep now, beautiful. We will try our new relationship again when you awake." She did fall asleep and he slept right next to her.

**Stay tuned for chapter 4.**



Toy For The Prince Ch. 04



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Elizabeth awoke in the morning with an urgent need to relieve herself. Her bladder felt like it would explode as a result of not using the toilet in days. And she could feel her bowels also in dire need of relief. She looked over to the sleeping Azuza with hatred in her eyes. She hated him and what he had turned her into. But, her need to use the toilet was too strong to still fight him.

She knew if she did not do this right he would punish her in some way. So, she softly said his name a few times until he awoke. He smiled to her, "Good morning, beautiful."

Elizabeth offered a small smile to hopefully appease him. She then said, "Please, sir. May I use the restroom?"

He took a deep breath, "You are finally coming around I see. Very well. You may use the restroom. In fact, when you are finished with the toilet you may take a shower. I will make food for you while you shower." He then looked sternly at her, "But, if you try anything...." He lifted an eyebrow, "You will suffer greatly. You have not even seen my basement yet. Behave and perhaps you never will. Trust me; you do not want to be taken to the basement."

Fear filled her as she thought of this basement. What all he had done was bad enough. What in the world was waiting for her in the basement? She nodded, "Yes sir. Toilet, shower and don't try anything. I understand, sir."

He nodded seemingly pleased. Then Prince Azuza got up from the bed and released her from her binds. She slowly sat up and rubbed her wrists. She slowly rose to her and then almost ran to the toilet. As soon as she sat down her body released urine, feces, cum and blood in one forceful blast into the toilet. Her bladder ached afterwards for a few moments and her asshole burned. She sat there for a few moments almost in tears before she wiped herself with toilet tissue.

Elizabeth then stood, flushed the toilet and bent over the shower tub. She turned the knobs until she got the temperature just right. Then she pulled the lever to turn the shower on. Elizabeth then stepped in under the shower and pulled the cloudy glass shower door closed. She put her hands onto the shower wall in front of her and dropped her head. The water poured down her back and she sobbed.

Azuza came to see what she was doing. When he came to the cracked open door he heard her sobbing. For the first time in his life he felt guilt. He of course did not understand the emotion. But he knew he did not like the sound of her sobbing. He turned and walked back to the Kitchen to finish cooking.

Elizabeth gathered herself and began to bathe. She used a wash cloth and shower Gels found on the side of the bathtub to scrub herself. No matter how much she scrubbed, she could not stop feeling dirty. She eventually gave up on trying to wash away all the filth that was her new life. She then washed her hair with shampoo also found on the side of the bathtub.

After that she stepped out of the shower and took a white towel from the nearby towel rack. She dried her body and wrapped her wet hair with the towel. Then she saw a bath robe hanging on the back of the bathroom door. She did not know if it was meant for her but she was too cold now to walk out with nothing on. So, she put it on and took a deep breath to prepare herself to deal with the Prince more.

She stepped out and walked into the Kitchen. She stood behind him for a moment wishing she had a knife to burry in his back. He must have sensed her standing there and turned around. She looked concerned, "Sir, I did not know if this bathrobe was meant for me. But, I was so cold after the shower.... If it is not meant for me, please forgive me."

He chuckled, "It was meant for you." He waved over to the nearby Kitchen table, "Please, sit. Breakfast is almost finished." She nodded and sat down.

A few moments later he put a plate of food in front of her as well as a glass of orange juice. He sat his own food and drink down and then also sat down. She looked at the food and back to him wondering if it was drugged like her dink had been before.

He chuckled, "Don't worry love. It's safe to eat and drink. I have you now. There is no need to drug you anymore." He then looked at her sternly as if to warn her, "Now eat. Do not make me feel as though my cooking has gone unappreciated." She quickly began to eat. 

After Breakfast he said, "Now today you will learn about cock worship and a Doctor is coming by to see you. You will get a birth control shot every 3 months. Your pussy feels wonderful. I can not wait to cum in it. But don't worry, when I become King you will bear my children."

She wanted to scream and shot at him. There was no way she wanted to carry this Bastard's children. She hated him even being in the same room. The thought of his baby rolling around in her womb made her almost throw up. She just nodded and lowered her eyes.

Azuza then said, "Now, clean up this mess. I will be waiting in the bed. Don't take too long or I will become angry." She nodded and began cleaning up.

When she walked into the bedroom he was sitting on the bed with his back against the railed headboard. He was naked and his legs spread with knees bent. His long thick cock stood straight up. He stroked his cock and grinned at her, "Get between my legs. Put you face right at my cock."

She did as she was told. He then said, "To worship my cock you will tell it how wonderful it is, how good it feels and how grateful you are for the honor of sucking it and being fucked by it. When I feel as though you have worshipped it enough I will rub it on your lips and tell you to kiss it. You will kiss on it a few times and then beg to suck it. When your begging is sufficient I will tell you to suck it."

The hated for this man was only increasing at this point. But, she had learned better than to make him angry. So, she did everything and it all proceeded as expected. Until she began to suck his cock. He grabbed the back of her head and forced her face down until her lips pressed into his pubic hairs. His big cock was forced all the way down her throat. She was gagging and could not breathe. She threw up but his cock filled her throat completely. So, the puke never came up.

He moaned, "Yes. Swallow it, slave. You have earned the honor." He then pulled her off it only leaving the tip in her mouth. She coughed and gasped for air. He smiled down to her, "You are very honored." He then forced her down again. He kept forcing her down and off until he finally came. Some was in her mouth and he ordered her to swallow it. And the rest was all over her face. Her eyes were caked over in cum, some had gone up her nose, and it was dripping from her chin. 

He moaned, "That was great! Now stay like that. You look so sexy with my cum on your face." He looked at her for a moment and then said, "Just looking at you right now is making me hard again. Sit on the side of the bed." 

She did as she was told and he stood in front of her. His cock was aimed at her face and he started stroking his cock again. Soon, he came on her face again. Prince Azuza in fact had a cum fetish called Bukkake. The sight of a woman's face covered in cum excited him greatly. After admiring his work for a few moments he ordered her to go clean up.

After she did and came back to him, he slid the bathrobe from her body. He looked down at her and tweaked her nipples with one hand. He said, "Your nipples are too small. I like long nipples. So, we are going to stretch them for you." He brought up another hand and clipped something onto one nipple. She immediately cried out in pain and tried to step away. He grabbed her by the arm and growled down to her, "Stand still! You are making me angry!" She trembled as he continued, "The weights attached to the chains will stretch your nipples. Get used to it, you will wear them often." He then clipped the other one on. She of course flinched in pain. 

There was a knock then at the door. Azuza smiled, "Sit on the bed, slave. The doctor is here." She did as she was told and Azuza went to the door. He let in the short fat black doctor. Azuza escorted the doctor to the bedroom.

The doctor took her in for a moment and then smiled to Azuza, "This one is the most beautiful thus far. I wish I had one like this." Elizabeth could see the bulge in the doctors pants but then looked away.

Azuza stood there looking proud, "Yes, she is a good fuck too. But she is all mine. And I can't wait to cum in her pussy." He walked over to her and patted the top of her head, "You are turning out to be a good little sex slave for your Master." He looked back to the doctor, "So how soon after the shot can I cum in her pussy?"

The doctor pulled a needle from his bag and then a small glass jar of the liquid birth control in it, "I'd say three days. Any sooner and you risk impregnating her." He then walked over and said, "Have her stand up and bend over. I need to stick it in her ass cheek."

Azuza nodded, "Three days. Got it." He looked down at her, "Well you heard him. Stand up and bend over with your ass to him." She did as she was told and flinched when she felt the pinch of the needle. 

Azuza told her to stay in that position. Seeing her bent over like that gave him a hard on. He then escorted the doctor out. When he came back he wasted no time in shoving his thick pulsing cock into her asshole.

She cried out from the burning pain. He grunted, "Take it! Take this black cock you white Bitch!" Azuza grabbed her hair arching her back. He fucked her hard and raw. Fortunately it did not take him long to cum in her ass. He stayed there spurting in her asshole and slapped her ass, "Thank the cock for fucking you. Thank it for the pain!"

She tried her best not to sob as she spoke, "Thank you for fucking me. Thank you for the honor of feeling the pain. Thank you."

He slapped her ass, "Very good. Now go to the toilet. When you come back, rest on the bed. You need rest." She did as she was told and disappeared into the bathroom.

**Stayed tuned for Chapter 5**