Torture Princess Novels & Stories

He had unlocked the cell and strode in casually. The princess was almost dying from fear. Her poor heart could almost not take the heavy weight of fear and nerves. Even if she hated him, it would be signing her death warrant saying it to his face. She shook her head vigorously, ignoring the pain shooting up through every part of her being. She could not withstand another torture. Her body would give up. "N-no, p-please." Why was she just a low-ranked witch? Why couldn't she possess powers that were due her?

“Winter talks to me.” She stares blankly down at the ground as he tells her she is in a world of her own. “Winter,” he says in a loud, deep voice as she realizes he is there. “Where did your mind dwell, princess?” “Nowhere just,” she stops, “I saw the most horrible thing; they tortured this girl and made her dig her own grave. They then made her climb it. She was screaming as they threw sand over her body,” as she realized that the girl might be alive.

Eventually, they agreed to use the two because both are good. Comfort and Princess went to a girls school to talk to the Principal about their project for the school. The principal was not eager to agree. Then, Comfort spoke to her thus: With due respect, ma'am, have you ever known what it means to be ravished, do you know how it feels for your virginity to be taken by force? Many of your students may have been molested by your teachers and you may never know but we are here to prove a point to you. Give us a chance to prove our point but if you resist, God will know we have tried, you are the one who refused to liberate those in bondage. Princess let us go".She stood up and moved out with

She'd been watching when they cut him open with a knife on his shoulder, while he bled. That day was the first time he was tortured and he didn't feel the pain of the torture. He channeled all the pain into hate as he stared at the Princess of Auroria. He'd hated her so much and he fed that hatred for four solid excruciating years. That was the day he vowed that he'll have the princess as his slave one day.

"I want to know about her abuse back home. How bad it was. Every detail. Every hand that touched her in anger. Don't you dare hold back. Tell me every detail if you want to live." I would gladly torture him myself if he refused to tell me what I wanted to know. In fact, part of me wanted him to hold back so that I would have a reason to hurt him. His breath hitched. For a split second, something flickered behind the pain in his eyes. "The princess? Abused? No, my lord. . .Aurora is the Varkas princess. She was cherished. Never abused. The family treated her with the respect her bloodline demanded. She is powerful. They would never hurt the girl. She's too precious to them. She is precious to

She burst out in hysterical laughter and wraps her arms around my waist; then, I feel her pull the knife out that I have tucked in the back of my pants. “You know that you have just ruined a perfectly good pair of pants.” She pauses for a brief moment, then she continues again, “Now get this over with.” “Princess, but you can’t…” “I can, and I am going to stand here and scare the shit out of this guy until he talks.” “Princess, are you okay?” “Yes, do you really think this is the first time that I have seen someone tortured? Now, what has he done?” “Well, your dad came here to casually threaten me to stay away from you; now I am trying to find out whom he has told that I am seeing you.”

We girls move to the side while Prince and Scott take charge, grabbing one wooden stick each. They both start breaking his bones. He screams, growls, and cries in pain but keeps his mouth shut. As expected from Lozark Aylestone's beta. He stays stubborn through the torture, bleeding severely, on the verge of collapsing. Scott even used a whip, but it didn't work. “This bastard is too loyal.” Prince mumbles. “Maybe we need another method.” Dalia grabs the dagger from Scott and approaches Jaquar. I didn't know she was ruthless.

Other princes tried their luck to marry her but all did not go well. Rumors have it that the so-called general misconduct by the princess was just a cover-up term to exactly what was happening to the princess. Princess TT was a pangender with adopted tomboy-like behaviors. I all remembered everything I had heard about the princess before and now It was in the evening and we are to spend a night together as the newly wedded couples. What if I didn’t like what I saw? What if the rumors were true? Would she harass me sexually? Would she have male reproductive organs and if that is the case what am I going to do?

All of them had played their part in this torment, and they would suffer for it. "I swear... by the blood of the unborn I've spilled this morning! You will suffer!" Ava yelled, the always so elegant, frail and powerless princess was now a ferocious beast that'd consumed everyone like a vengeful storm. A shadow shifted at the dungeon entrance, and Ava froze. Was it another torturer? A new form of cruelty to break her further? But then, this figure dressed in a nun’s habit stepped into the dim light, her face half-hidden by the veil.

Seeing the princess in the kitchen, the head butler bowed at her. All the people who worked in the kitchen knew who she was as they had seen her occasionally eating with the Lord. So, they did not question her or look at her doubtfully. “Princess, do you want something? Do you have any specific orders for us?” The old butler asked politely. He knew what had happened and he too was devasted by the sudden death. Eldrick had been with the butler since he was young and knowing him closely, he pitied him.