THE KING'S SLAVE

Chapter 7

A knock came to the door and King Jared gave approval of entry. Sarah entered, ''I have taken her to her room and i have also--.

''I don't need the details Sarah.'' He said curtly, scribbling down on the scroll.

''Yes your highness.'' Sarah said immediately.

How's your daughter?

Sarah's eyes soften at the mention of her daughter.''She's doing fine your majesty.'' Her health has improved greatly since our return.''

He raised his head,''How old is she now?.''

Fifteen,your highness'',

King Jared lowered his head nodding.

Tears burned the back of Sarah's eyes. She knows what the king is thinking, because that been her thoughts everyday.

Her daughter is too young to go through what she went through in the hands of their former master,when they were slaves.

''I'm glad.He said staring at her. Send me Clara.'' He started curtly,

Sarah stiffened at the mention of her name. ''Should i tell her to come prepared''?.

''Yes''.

''Alright, your majesty,'' She turned and left''.

Jared paused his writing and stared at his erected c**k. He just wasn't able to gain satisfaction with Tiana and he wasn't surprised.

It's not that he didn't want to , but he couldn't.

Only clara can make him c*m with satisfaction. She's the only mistress that he had keep for the past five years, which is the period that they have been ot of slavery.

Clara was also a slave too before. She,and almost all the women in the kingdom, His relationship with Clara started right from hell.

Tiana had him wired, and he needed the relief that comes from s*x. He's no longer a normal man. Harry made sure of that. He can no longer achieve satisfactions like a normal man.

He stared at his painful erection.''That moment all he could think of was how he wanted so badly to f**k clara.''

Because of what he had been through he had to put a lot of effort to achieve satisfaction during s*x, because each time he had s*x, his mind would always go back to the past memories of his suffering.

Only Clara could take him while he is this way, because he is usually aggressive.

While he hated Tiana with every bone in his body,he isn't ready to unleash himself on her, on her first night because he would damage her beyond repairs, even though he was really tempted to do that, he still felt pity for her and he wasn't sure why.

''He doesn't want to kill her''.'' Death has no part in the plans he has for her.... at least not yet''.

''He closed his eyes, so he wouldn't remember what he passed through in the hands of her father.''

He had endured so many things in his life time.'' That he was sure nothing could scare him again.''

He growled in rage. How can he even forget, when he's bearing the scars?

Tiana, More hatred washed over him just at the very thought of her.

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A knock came on the door, and Clara entered with a supreme smile on her face.

Her blonde hair that used to be so dirty, was now clean, long and shin, not to mention wavy. Face that's always dirty before was pedicured and wore very light and beautiful makeup.

Instead of the slave clothes she wore before, she now wore a very beautiful designers gown as she matched in.

Jared has heard from other women that Clara can be a first-class b***h, and she even behaves like a queen .... like she owns him.

All the rumors are unfounded, because Clara has never behaved out of sort with him. She only oversees his pleasure. His dark needs.

Not on the bed.'' Jared commanded as she started waking toward it.

Clara stared at the unsmiling huge man with a mean scar running across his face. She smiled,''Yes my king.''

She walked towards the table, and leaned on it ,waiting for him. He got up and walked towards her in silence. Clara smiled at herself when she saw his erect organ.

She had heard of the new slave. The former princess Tiana. Apparently, even the new slave could not give his body satisfaction.

Clara smiled at herself, She had been worried for nothing. She alone owns King Jared. It's a heady feeing.... owing a powerful man like him.

He reached close and pulled her around to face the table and give him her back. He's always been a 'no preamble' person, and that was why he'd always sent for her to come prepared.

He raised her gown up high above her waist, exposing her naked flesh underneath. He bunched the gown on her waist and shoved two fingers into her.

She was wet and slick. He grunted his approval. In one swift movement he shoved into her from behind so forcefully, grunting inaudible.

Clara bit her lips and winced a bit as he plummeted her body. He grabbed her hair,yanked on it as he began thrusting his big d**k into her.

Clara moaned, pleasure and pain mixed together and became one.The table rattled with the force of his animalistic thrusts. He unleashed himself on her, taking her in powerful rough thrusts that both hurt and gave great pleasure.

He snaked his hands forward and grabbed her breasts,pinching her n*****s hard. He drew on it with the force of his thrusts. Her moans filed the air. He slapped on her ass hard.

''Yes,yes..! .''She cried ot.

Her moans, his grunts, the slap of skin hitting the skin and the fierce rattle of the table were the only sound heard in the room.

Then, he pulled ot of her, spread her ass cheeks and worked himself deep inside her with a groan.

Clara erupted with a scream as he ponded her ass, clawing on the table while her body spawned rhythmically, her hair falling all over the place.

She felt his weight om her from behind as he leaned closer, changed the angle of his thrusts and started a short hard and fast plunge.

He went on and on,Clara relaxed against him, taking it all both the pleasure and the pain. When he slipped his hand in front of her and slapped on her c**t, she gave out a long moan, dangerously close to another orgasm.

He yanked on her so hard, he rippled a few strands off, gripping it in his fierce hold as he plummeted her ass. The action pushed her over the edge, the pain something her body always craved after being all her body knows for years to years.

As she jerked and jerked beneath him, he finally followed by his hoarse groan as he came.

A few minutes later, he tugged himself back into his pants back and faced the bathroom. ''Get out''.

''B-But my king...''

Her hoarse voice stopped him. Clara always knows how to play her card, especially after wild couplings.

''What is it?''.

She arranged her clothes, mentally preparing the reqest. ''The new slave....''

His eyes darkened, ''What about her?''..

''Can i get a training session with her?''. She did her best to hide how much she wanted him to grant her the request.

She can't wait to get a session with the daughter of king Harry. After being a slave for years before their escape. She craved revenge too.

Why do you want to?'' He arched his brow.

Well, she's yor new slave and i'm your mistress . I want to get acquainted wth her. No heavy stuffs , I promise.'' She lied.

He nodded curtly in reluctant agreement and headed for the bathroom, ''Get ot of my room.''

Clara watched him disappear through the doors. She has never spent a night in his room in all the years she has been his mistress, she thought with a pout,

She arranged her clothes and headed out of the room, well, one step at a time. All in due time will be achieved she thought.