Torture Princess Novels & Stories

It was me, myself and I. “I am Princess Zisealer of the dragon people and I have recently mated with royal beta Brum.” Look at me trying to cling onto the little title I had, reminding me of what I had lost— a home, family and I felt as if I had lost my dignity too. “We are pleased to have you Princess Zisealer, where is beta Brum?” The king asked, my heart drumming harder, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. It took everything in me not to shake so bad.

Not now. In some ways, being born a princess had turned out to be a poisoned chalice for both her and Daphne. It was noticeable that her sister hadn’t alerted their captors to what Miriam was doing. She kept trying to loosen the rope around her neck, though not with any real intent to escape it seemed, as all she whined about was becoming wrinkled, or scarred before her time.

He tied her legs to the bed tightly and made sure that she cannot move them. "I am giving you one last chance princess, do you want to tell me what happened?" he asked again, but a glare directed at him is her response. He smirked dangerously. "You shouldn't have done that princess. Provoking me is never good for you" he murmured while gazing at her body with hunger. He slapped her breasts, making her squeak with shock. He straddled her and slapped her breasts a few more times in rapid succession. Mia is struggling to move away from his pleasant torture, but she cannot. She is growing wet with each slap he is delivering alternatively.

Time would also come when they would be exposed—not now. Seconds turned to minutes, yet neither of the ladies could say a word. Oh! We wanted it that way—for them not to speak. “Take them out since they can't speak. Torture them until they agree to call out the masterminds.” King Rasmey ordered, and they were dragged out of the hall. He glanced at me and faced the crowd again. “Now that it is known that Princess Johanna never for once aborted my child or prevented pregnancy on her own…..I hope it is clear that she is innocent of that crime.”

Once I told him the story, he would understand. “I have brought a girl who might very well be the true princess, your Sophia.” The king stood anxiously pacing the room. “Could it be another impostor, like the others before?” “No, this is different. She didn’t come looking for me. I literally found her… in the middle of the road, wounded. I had to take her to Dr. Simmons. She had wounds that wouldn’t heal because she was so weak.” Jorah sat back down, expression intense, taking it all in.

𝙋𝙄𝙎𝘾𝙀𝙎 𝘾𝙊𝙐𝙍𝙏 (Mermaid Sect)… The foggy morning… Tai Mountain… Her body keep swinging and dangling where it was hung among those Barbados branches in the garden. Her body looks freeze because of the morning fog. Likewise, her tattered night lingerie soaked with her blood and her bare feet looking peeled in its “pallor mortise”. The scene doesn't look like a mindful murder. It must have been done by a crazy person or wired creature, that was the look on the students faces as they pay attention to the body which keep on rolling. Suddenly, revealed its front part where her abdomen has been taking out with her intestine with tons of flies celebrating their long time famished in there.

She whispers, her voice filled with happiness. “Well, your happiness means everything to me, Princess. So what ever you want, just ask me.” I declare, wondering if her feelings for me were shifting in my favour, Jonathan fucked up when he cheated on Jessica. He could have had the perfect wife if he kept it in his pants. Now, I will make sure my Princess knows she can have anything she wants as long as she is with me. I will let her enjoy her days as a carefree wife sooner or later and let her have as many kids as she wants. “Thank you, Uncle Hunter.” Her voice cracks, and I know she is trying not to cry. My heart twists, and I wish I were there, holding her, kissing her tears away.

I screamed as I kicked the tray as hard as I could, the contents on top flew across the hall of the dungeon and splattered everywhere. I.. I don’t want to be here. I don’t want to be alive. I don’t want to live knowing that he hates me. Knowing that I was used.. I began to sob uncontrollably, my head throbbing with each passing second. I heard the dungeon door open again, and I expected it to be Loren.. but was met with the face of Sylvia. “Oh, Sylvia!” I cried. She was followed in my Enzo who unlocked the cell door. “I can’t believe he did this! I believe you. I know you’re telling the truth, Princess. I can feel it.. I just know it.” Her eyes brimmed with tears as she lowered herself to my

I had to do this right, so my efforts won't be in vain. I walked into her room and walked around, searching for anything that could give me a clue about her secret life. I knew the princess was smart and really quick witted. As I walk around the room, I passed the window. As I looked out, I saw her. Crying, amongst the flowers. She was always amongst the sunflowers. I guess she really liked them. I really felt bad for her, having to be forced to do something you don't want to, but have no choice to. I know how it felt.

exclaimed the Emperor. “Yes. You will be tortured for thirty day and thirty nights. Then after that you will be beheaded. Only thing that your father will get is your head!” exclaimed the Emperor. Princess Kay stumbles into her chair. “Make sure to torture her the cruelest way there is!” Braum nodded his head. “Take her into prison.” Princess Kay was like a limp person as she was dragged to the prisoner’s cell.