Sold to the Alpha King

First time

Humiliated... That's how she felt. Humiliated, exhausted, paralyzed... Trembling and resigned, she knew there would be no luck for her this time. She was going to get caught and it would surely be painful...

More painful than she could imagine. And honestly, she wasn't ready for any of that...

Forgetting her nakedness, she glanced at the man, joining her two hands in a pleading motion...

- I'm begging you... She tried one last time in a small voice.

However, she had the firm impression that the man in front of her would not take pity on her and she was not slow to understand this when... his already frightening face twisted into an almost mournful smile...

- I don't think you understood.

Ava swallowed as she felt her fear increase. The tone of the man's voice was calm and that only made him more menacing...

She had tears streaming down her cheeks and she could only swallow with her eyes wide open in terror...

- I bought you... You're mine. My property. My thing. If I ask you to do something, you will do it. Now... Get on the bed and get on all fours, legs apart...

His orders were clear and precise and as terrified and paralyzed as she could be, she knew she had no choice.

She should obey him. He had said it. She was his thing and she owed him obedience and submission. She had no say. Her body no longer belonged to her... She belonged to him... She belonged to this man whose cruelty was known to all...

Without another word, still shaking, she took a step then another and another until she stopped in front of the bed.

It was there... It was there that she would know... the taste of hell. She feverishly put her fingers on the bed ready to climb on it but the touch of her cold fingers on the sheets reminded her of her horrible memories with her stepfather.

It should be him with her tonight but he ended up selling her to someone else...

Her tears increased and she felt guilty for being so helpless. She had had so many chances to escape this hell but she hadn't done anything. After all, maybe she liked torture... Maybe she liked pain. She was the one hurting herself, not the others... They were using her because she was weak and taking pleasure in her weakness... She deserved what was happening to her. She deserved even worse.

She swallowed, sensing the man's impatience. She couldn't see him anymore since she had her back to him, but she could guess that he didn't like the fact that she kept him waiting...

Resigned, she put one knee on the bed and a few seconds later, she was as he had asked. On the bed, on all fours, forehead against the bed, buttocks in the air and legs wide apart.

She moaned silently with her eyes closed. She waited...

She was waiting... The throbbing pain that was sure to rip her crotch...

She was already expecting the worst but she couldn't bring herself to do it.

For what? Why is it she who has to endure this harsh fate...?

She couldn't think about it anymore because a sound of heavy footsteps was heard...

He was approaching...

Another step was heard again, then another, closer and closer to her. Her heart beating violently against her tight chest, she stopped breathing in the foolish hope that it would delay the inevitable. But when a warm, firm hand grabbed one side of her ass, she felt the bed open under her weight...

Which would not be a bad thing because she would have preferred to be trapped in a bed than to undergo what was preparing for her...

Getting up and running were the first reactions his brain told her to do. In this already lost battle, she felt the man put his other hand on the other part of her buttocks...

She swallowed again, feeling what she feared most happen...

However, it wasn't his p***s that she felt against her buttocks but rather his fingers moving towards her p***y. She holds her breath as the man's fingers end up caressing her femininity all of a sudden.

She swallowed slowly, trying not to gasp at the sweet sensation that simple movement had created in her...

It was disturbing... and intense. Accustomed to the twitching of her stepfather's fingers, she would never have thought she could feel such a… sensation that she would have a hard time naming.

Pleasure...

Maybe or maybe not. The man, who had probably paused briefly, repeated the same movement, more slowly, more deeply. The young woman opened her mouth and moaned silently...

Maybe she was wrong to think it would be painful.

He may not be as...brutal as her stepfather.

Yes... Maybe it wouldn't be as painful as she had thought...

Still shaken by the unknown sensation that had just awakened in her, she did not feel the man's hand leave her.

It was only when she heard the sound of zippers snapping open that she realized the moment had come...

Without her having time to even foresee what was going to happen, the man grabbed her buttocks in a sudden movement and plunged into her...

...

And there, she lives in all colors...

...

She gasped in a dry sound and refrained from screaming in the face of the throbbing pain that had just crossed her...

The pain was so strong that she jerked her head and back up with the sole purpose of getting away from him. But in response to this, the man's hand suddenly landed on her back as if to remind her of what she was...

A thing.

The man's p***s was imposing inside her and she could imagine that her p***y was now completely deformed... She held her breath as her tears came back.

It was painful...

And it was far worse than anything her stepfather did to her put together.

- No, please. She said almost in a whisper, unable to move...

The man put his hands on her back and Ava pushed herself back into place...

As she should be...offered to him. Submitted.

He hadn't moved since the first jerk and the young woman can only be grateful to him... When she expected it the most, he withdrew into her gently before sinking again inside her in a second thrust even more painful than the first. The young woman let out a cry of pain...

She had been wrong to think that it wouldn't be painful...

And the man made her understand it with each jerk he put on her... She even had the impression that her cries excited him.

Crushed against the bed, cheek and chest against the cold sheets, the weight of the Alpha's body held her in place. With one hand he held her hair and with the other, her hips to force her to keep her buttocks up. After a while, her throat dry, she stopped crying and screaming.

She shed tears silently and moaned when the pain was too much.

She heard him moan as he gave her his best jerks. She could even hear him growl sometimes...

The pain was increasing...making her hallucinate... She saw her stepfather again. She saw her mother's distant gaze again. She remembered the many times she had been lucky enough to run away. She remembered her happy childhood in her father's arms. She saw again the gloomy destiny that she would have from now on...

She looked at the hell she was living... She saw again her innocence that she had just lost...

She felt the pain become unbearable but she felt stripped of strength and…dignity. She felt stripped of all the hope she had kept until then so in a last sigh, she begged in an almost inaudible voice...

- Stop...you...hurt me. I am in pain. Stop.

And the man stopped. Then withdrew into her with a movement that seemed abrupt to the young woman. She felt something flow from her bruised sex... She couldn't tell if it was the man's semen or her own blood...

Surely both...

She didn't want to check. She just stood there, in that same position, unable to move. He was no longer inside her but the pain still persisted. She stared into space until the sound of a door slamming brought her back to reality.

He had just left...