The Queens Restraint Novels & Stories

Someone paid enough to fill up the hottest request for additional self-restraint, and the streamer was happy to oblige. The restraint that her viewers purchased was the thigh strap-ons. The queening chair was made with gaps between the seat for full-body restraint. Queenie trembled as she tightened the leather straps on each thigh, buckling them tightly so that her legs couldn’t close even if she wanted to. As for her upper body, the streamer could only writhe and hope that her audience wouldn’t complain about her lack of discipline.

I am in a cell alone. Felix and the queen come to the bars separating us "Your majesty, we are just friends. We apologise for slacking off to have an impromptu gathering but thats all it is" I plead. Her snakes glide out from the bottom of her dress. They slither and wrap along the bars before wrapping themselves along me. Constricting. To look at them they appear as shadows but they feel real. The power of the queen's mark.

I try moving along the crown only to stop to a halt, I look at the keys once row with a very strong sense of familiarity. Then it clicks right into my head as I recall the image perfectly well… I am not mistaken. "Oh no!" I exclaim full of despair as I press on the keys by mistake, A car sound draws my attention as I see a black tesla parked right up front, "These are gifts from your lords" I recall the words right in number three's voice. I was right about it all along, someone had a k just let me out on purpose just to play the cut and chase game with me…

No, he would not, not before. However, Elder Raul Zev interrupted his own thoughts when he realized he was not moving as his head looked down at his body frantically. Twisting from side to side. More accurately, he could not move except from his neck going up. His head snapped toward Queen Luna Aakifahlynn Mathiasen, aka Ms. Adeline Thompson, confused, eyes wild with rage and anger seeping through him in waves, but it was useless against the restraints. There was nothing he could do but steam.

“I haven’t seen anything or anyone kids, now you 7 need to leave because you aren’t allowed back here." “-The Masked Queen is a brand built by the Slim-Jim agency and from my sources, the image alone costs twenty million dollars, and with L.K being the representative it’s ten million dollars on the twenty million. That’s a lot of money to lose people!” Her loud exclamation can be heard through the speakers so I cover it in panic. “Hearing that you were able to get rights over your brand makes me curious how you did it, Slim-Jim isn’t an agency that would like to lose that much money without putting up a damn hard fight. The world is curious L.K, how the hell did you do it?”

But there were so many things to consider so, as much as I wanted to give in, I stepped back a let the cold draft snap me back to reality. Disappointment flickered in his gaze before burning out like the last remaining embers of a flame. I wanted to apologize but that seemed like a foolish thing to do. "When you're Queen," he began in a voice so firm, it sounded as if he believed every word that left his blush pink lips, "you'll rule fairly. You'll protect your people. You've already proven what lengths you can go to to make sure your people live the lives they deserve." "That is if they accept me as Queen," I muttered under my breath.

Lucian stood a few steps away and gave me one last chance. "I won't." I saw the last trace of patience in his eyes disappear. The next second, the guards grabbed my wrists and shoved me into the water. Ice-cold water flooded my nose and ears. I lost my breath almost instantly. When I struggled back up, a pair of silver cuffs snapped around my wrists. I was locked to the iron ring at the pool's edge. "Lucian!" My whole body trembled. "You're insane!" "Once you realize you're wrong, I'll let you out," he said by the pool with a blank expression. "The future Luna Queen cannot be someone who lacks even basic restraint."

Her eyes wide, Freya fought against the hold of the male on her but it didn’t budge in the least. “Be still.” The male hissed in her ear but she saw no reason to. She crushed her boots into his feet and the action startled him enough that he loosened his hold on her. She used the minuscule opportunity to break out of his grip and she ran for Zeldaurus. There was a smooth curse behind her and before she could reach him, there was a strong grip around her arm and she was being restrained once again. “What is this?” The queen asked, looking between them. “Have you broken your oath to me in every way?”

The only person who could get her to tell the truth would be the Alpha if he were to command her to tell the truth. The Alpha Command is a power all Alpha’s hold over their pack members, except for the Luna. It forces the pack member to do as the Alpha says, and if they try to resist, it becomes painful. The only werewolf in the world with control over other werewolves outside their pack are royals.

Maddison said, “What you want is for Alonso to put her in her place? Is that it?” The queen shrugged. “What I will say, it doesn’t leave this office.” I frowned, but everyone present remained silent. “I wanted to sink that little slut, but here your father stopped me. She had the audacity to tell me, TO MY FACE, that she would not honor the contract and that she had the press on her side… Oh…! How I want to destroy her! But... I can’t. My title forbids it. That’s where you come in, Alonso.”