I Am Yours

I am trapped with strong arms wrapped around me as Prince Alekai's lips roam from my neck down to my collar bone, the enhancement drugs causing my

my breast from the skimpy top, the other moving to draw slow circles on my stomach. The Prince continues his ministrations, li

n a whimper, squeezing my legs tig

hard nipple to sucking on it, the feeling of liquid flowing out as the milk produced is suckled and drank by him. Strong fingers tear away the material guarding my wet pussy before being pushed deep inside me, massaging my insides as a low sensual moan escapes me. All sense of time leaves me, the pleasure building inside with each stroke of these fingers with my juices seeping out. My hips involuntarily grind against him, my mind focused on only the pleasure and relief I seek to the pressure that keeps building as the s

s this stop as I wanted to find some way away from the man above me, my body feeling used and dirty from the way the Maid at the Pet Shop and Prince Alekai has touched me. As if answering my prayers, a knock on the window snaps the Prince away from me, bringing me some relief while I distance myself from him and rearrange the skimpy clothes to cover myself as best as possible. He chuckles at my movements, shaking his h

oice sounding from outside the vehicle b

led into a neat bun. Her gaze is warm as she smiles at me, the wind ruffling her black and white uniform that she pushes down to keep from riding up. What finally clues me in to her position here in the palace is the apron tied around her waist. I ha

refusing to move from my position in the lim

chased you. Everything you need is already assembled an

e when you don't

tory." My face blanches at her statement and I take a deep breath. My privacy is gone and

e lead away from the safety of the limousine just to be the Prince's plaything but had no choice to refuse this Maid. Refusal would most likely lead to punishment. With a sigh, I slide myself closer to the door watching the Maid back away to the side and allowing me to exit. The view before me as

no one else is around. This sparks a small bit of hope as I take this chance to run, my body moving on its own down the elaborate drive way in

ionless mask as I turn to face the young woman. It is at this moment I realize that I am condemned to the fate as a pet. I had to give up any hope of escape now as the guards surrounding me would stop any movement I make by force. With no choice in

Palace entrance, the grand doors are shut and I am left to stare at what is the beginning of m

d well groomed. To the people working and living inside the Palace, I am your handler. But hopefully you can count on me as a friend." I just nod at Elisa as she e

ndal on their hands. This is why you are here." Elisa continues to talk endlessly, filling the quiet ascent with rules and regulations within the Palace, how a pet is supposed to act during Royal Balls and Formal Events, how a pet is required to dress, where

o slip two fingers between the chain and my neck. A single gold chain is attached to the main one with a charm dangling from it. I wasn't stupid and realized that th

without the Prince by your side, but also lets others know who you belong to." Elisa pauses her speech as I absorb her information. I could explore the Palace without reperc

meter radius you will be injected with a drug that will render you weak and possibly immobile while the GPS track

nd the thought of sitting on them cross my mind. The final touch to this room is a small kitchenet off the side with floor to ceiling windows letting in the sunlight. Without given a chance to explore the first room, Elisa takes my hand pulling me with her towards another set of double doors opened and waiting for us to step through while the first set is closed by the guards. This time I am greeted by the sight of a large bed room, a canopy king size bed with red and gold covering and a mountain of plush pillows wait for me.

h – unfortunately – I have to no matter what. Leading me across the room towards anoth

the cream walls that give the bathroom a warm and relaxing feel. A large shower sits to the far right corner, made out of black marble with the glass sparkling as if translucent. One would have to look closely or else they could walk into the glass walls. On the left side of the room sits a vanity with a his and hers sink combination, the wall a mirror to allow one to get ready easily and beside that is a shelf the holds ever last form of bath product from bath salts to bubble baths and everything in between. The most magnif

ce for three people and sigh. I have a feeling the Prince would want to enjoy some quality time in here. The hot scented water does wonders in helping my muscles relax, my body feeling like it is melting away as I submerge myself underneath for a few seconds, letting my mind go blank while I slowly accept reality. This is my fate. No longer was I a culinary student studying to better my life. I was a pet, owned for my

m of cart and readying the equipment quietly to the side. I watch curiously, wondering what their plans are as

t, maybe five foot three inches with curly red hair contained as best as it can be in a messy bun. Her t

curvy women with braided black hair and dark, almost chocolate coloured skin. She is a rare African American decent and carries her heritage proudly from what I can tell. The war really took a tole on the human population and many cultures were lost. It was refreshing to see this woman working happily and with her skin glowing beautifull

are as the grimy feeling from this morning washed away. Once declared fully clean by the ladies, the two help me out of the tub and help me dry off, both comp

f wax reaches my nose. I understand what is next as Aime loved getting her brows waxed, and if the warning is true, I am not going to like the next phase. As if on que, the ladies beg

moment to ready myself as they clean up the current mess and prepare for what I learned is a bikini wax, on

ice. Before I know it, the ladies smooth warm oil onto the sore parts of my body where wax have removed any hair. The