Alora's POV
"M-Master," I stuttered in fear as I stood up to my feet almost immediately. I was afraid that if I stall even for a second longer, Ryan would hurt me more than he might've already intended to do.
The gates to the cell where I was held captive, pushed open and he walked inside, his hands folded behind his back as he stared at me from head to toe with a solemn expression on his face.
For a moment there, he didn't utter a word. The silence between us deafening, like a thick blanket hovering over our heads. I could barely breathe as I felt the air vanish out of my lungs slowly.
"I cannot believe that you tried to take advantage of my kindness by running away tonight Alora," He began, taking of his huge regal robe and handing it over to one of the guards that stood at a corner.
I watched his every move with unmasked fear in my eyes. My lips quivered just by thinking about what he might be planning to do to me. If he could order the execution of my parents then he could do a whole lot worse to me.
"I let you live despite everything that your wretched family did to mine and this is how you chose to repay me?" He tilted his head to a side, his face emotionless as he stared at me.
"M-Master, I am sorry—" I stuttered an apology, my eyes welling up with tears but he only held up his fingers to silence me which I did.
"I do not need your stupid apology." He took off his rings one after the other as he spoke in a dead tone that didn't have a hint of remorse. "Apologizing will not make up for the embarrassment that you caused me tonight in the presence of the other Alphas."
"I will do anything to earn your forgiveness but please," I clasped both hands together. "Please don't hurt me."
"What did you think? That you would run away and I wouldn't find you? That you would escape successfully without me hunting you down?" He mocked with a smirk playing on his lips.
"Or did you think that maybe that Lycan King you met would help you escape? Did you honestly think that you could run away from me, Alora?"
I shook my head in the negative, afraid to utter a single word to counter his question.
"You know..." He trailed off with a brief pause after placing his rings carefully on the side, "I think that I was a little generous with your punishment last time."
"No!"
"I mean, I celebrated your birthday by giving you to Alpha Bruce for the night. A gesture that I have never extended to anyone despite you being the daughter of a traitor and instead of doing right by him, you plotted to run away? Interesting."
"I will never run away from you ever again Alpha Ryan." I fell to my knees. "I will serve you for the rest of my life."
"Of course you will my dearest and tonight, I'll make absolutely sure of it that you don't make this mistake ever again." He declared and clapped his hands to signal the guards who brought a huge table into my dungeon.
"Bind her to the table." He ordered the guards and they grabbed me. I screamed, yelled and cried that they should let go but no one listened to me.
They successfully tied me up. Binding both my hands and legs on both sides of the huge table.
"Leave us!" He ordered and they all exited the dungeon, leaving just the two of us alone inside.
"I had wanted Alpha Bruce to claim you tonight but since that didn't work out, you'll be under my mercy instead."
"I gave you the privilege to be fucked like a proper whore in my palace but you messed it up so before I decide your punishment, you'll be fucked like a regular slave in this dungeon because traitors like you do not deserve any better."
"Please Ryan," I begged, tears trickling down my eyes and disappearing into the wooden table where I was lying on.
Without warning, he tore the fleece fabric covering my chest to expose my breasts and did the same to my almost torn leather skirt till I was stark naked under his prying eyes.
"Since you didn't want to give up your womanhood willingly, I'll take it forcefully." He threatened. "That will be your first punishment for the stunt you tried to pull tonight."
"I s-swear on my life," I hiccupped, my voice hurt and strained from all the crying and yelling earlier. "I swear on my father's life that I will never run away ever again. I will never try to get away from you."
"You had a chance to do that but you blew it, remember?" He reminded me. "You're out of chances now Alora."
"I know that it's your first time but don't worry, I won't be gentle, I promise." And with that, he took off his shirt and did the same to his breeches till he was stark naked in front of me.
Climbing on top of me, he tightened his grip around my neck till I was almost choking and gasping for air.
"I c-can't breathe," I spoke in a muffled voice but he didn't seem to care. Just before I would pass out, he released his grip as if giving me permission to breathe.
"Do you see it now Alora? That you are under my mercy? That you have no where to run to?" He groaned and squeezed my breasts roughly. I cried out in pain but it didn't seem to stop him cause he only applied more pressure till I was writhing from under him.
Grabbing my collar, he played with it as if preparing me for what's about to come.
"If only you obeyed like a good slave, I would've promoted you and probably made you one of my consorts but you resulted to stupid tricks."
"I'm sorry." I choked out, tears blurring my vision. "Please don't do this Ryan."
"Too late, Alora."
Prying my legs apart, he positioned himself at my entrance and without warning, he plunged inside me.
A loud piercing scream escaped my throat. Scream after scream tore from my lungs at the painful invasion but he didn't stop neither did he relent. It burns. It felt like I was being ripped apart from the inside out, like I was being sliced with thousands of knives all at once.
"You're so fucking tight!" A guttural groan escaped his throat as he thrusted deeper, breaking past every barrier till he was fully inside me.
I yelled for help but none was forthcoming. Ryan increased his pace, groaning with each forceful thrust that he took.
He continued roughly till I got numb and accepted my fate and with a loud moan, he came apart and slipped out from inside me.
I felt a thick liquid trickle down my thighs but I couldn't exactly tell what it was even though my brain had already registered it as blood.
Ryan just raped me. I didn't want to believe it but it had already happened.
I felt dead inside by the time he was finished and I couldn't bring myself to say anything so I just remained there like I was lifeless.
"You will stay here for two more days to reflect on what you've done and after that, you'll be released." He said after dressing up fully.
Without giving me so much as a second glance, he was gone just like my virginity that he had stolen from me this night.