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Post by su on Nov 24, 2016 6:52:46 GMT
Derek smirked, "I'm sure you will." He said in a tone that clearly indicated otherwise. "Now come along my dear, your parents will be so thrilled to see you. If you even think about telling them about what has been going on then I will do more then just lay a hand on you." He said warningly. Morgana was upset with him but she wasn't an idiot, she would be able to tell that he was being serious. After all it wasn't above Derek to do such a thing, and after what she had seen him do with her brother she should be concerned. He held out his arm for her to take, "I don't want to resort to more violence." He said in his old charming tone of voice. "Especially not when we've only just been reacquainted." He continued acting as if he hadn't just threatened her.
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Post by odette on Nov 24, 2016 7:10:07 GMT
Morgana flinched at his threat and there was no doubt in her mind that he was being serious. Reluctantly, she took his arm and they both walked into the castle. The guards at the front gate had already sent word to the king and queen that the princess had returned. Odette rushed through the hallways, her heart in her throat as the doors to the throne room opened. Standing straight ahead of her was Morgana and Derek and Odette let out a sob as she rushed towards her daughter. "Morgana! Thank the gods. What happened to you?" She wrapped her arms around her, desperately holding on to Morgana like she would disappear that very moment. Odette pulled back for a moment and held Morgana by the arms as she took in her state. "Guards, call for the physician immediately." She ordered and brushed some of Morgana's hair away from her face. Her form was so much smaller and her skin was riddled with bruises and cuts. Dried blood coated a few places on her skin and Odette could tell her daughter was still distressed.
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Post by su on Nov 24, 2016 7:44:20 GMT
Derek stood back as Odette dashed forward to wrap her arms around her daughter. "I was fortunate enough to have gone hunting, she was being held captive by Jafar. Naturally I couldn't let her suffer in those conditions any longer, and rescued her so she could be reunited with you both." He said with a charming smile. John dashed forward, freezing when he saw Morgana there. "Morgana?" He breathed and joined his wife as he went to embrace them both. "I owe you a debt that can't be repaid for restoring my daughter to me." John said as he looked over at Derek, completely missing the self-satisfied smile that Derek had at those words. "I couldn't just leave her there...that would have been heartless." He said with a dismissive wave of his hand. "You need not worry about Jafar any longer either, he's been taken care of." He continued.
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Post by odette on Nov 24, 2016 7:56:27 GMT
Odette looked over at Derek when he revealed who had taken her daughter and she gasped. "Jafar? Are you sure?" Though of course she knew that it was. There was only one man that would kidnap her daughter and harm her like this. John joined them in the throne room and Odette squeezed his hand when he joined her side. "Is this true Morgana?" Morgana hesitated and glanced over at Derek, her heart pounding. This was her chance to reveal everything...but there was so much to tell them, he would stop her before her parents even realized that she was trying to tell them what Derek had done. After a moment, she nodded and pushed the hair out of her face. "Yes..if it wasn't for Derek, I'm sure I'd be in much worse shape. I'm just so glad to be home. If...if you don't mind, I'd like to meet the physician in my room and take some time to rest." Odette nodded at her daughter's words and took her hand. "I'll go with you my dear. Thank you so much Derek." Morgana let her mother lead her away, ignoring the warning squeeze from Derek's hand on her waist before she was finally out of his grasp. She wouldn't tell her mother anything...If she had any hope of seeing Damian again, she had to keep Derek happy. If that meant that she would be living in torment, it would be worth it.
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Post by su on Nov 24, 2016 9:01:33 GMT
A few months had passed since Derek had returned Morgana to the palace and as a reward for it Derek and Morgana were married. The wedding ceremony was full of pomp and splendor, Derek didn't care for it though as he could only think of the bedding part. Morgana didn't care for him, but then Derek had no thought for her feelings on the matter. Once they had bedded, their wedding would be concrete and nothing could change it. Besides Morgana wasn't hard to look at, in fact she was quite pretty but Derek only truly cared for her crown. A crown which was now his and weighing heavily on his brow. Being addressed as "Your Majesty" had a certain appeal too it that he rather liked. Having Morgana call him that would only make it even sweeter he decided with a small smirk. "Come my darling, the night is young." He said and held out his hand for her to take. She looked nice enough in her wedding dress, but it wouldn't matter once they were in their private chambers. He had every intention of ridding her of the gown and the last shred of dignity she might have retained with it.
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Post by odette on Nov 24, 2016 13:24:07 GMT
For Morgana, the past few months had flown by in a blur. Damian never left her mind...not for a single day. She never wanted to marry Derek but she kept telling herself that it was for the better. Her lips still felt the pressure of their first kiss even after the ceremony, the feeling of it making her sick. To think that her first kiss was with this man...and she knew what was coming next. Her mother had told her about sex but the mere thought of it made her nervous. Derek wasn't going to be gentle, she could see as much in his eyes whenever he looked at her. Morgana took his hand as he held it out to her, flashing her phony smile that she had had plastered on her face whenever they were in public. The reception was dying down so no one seemed to notice as they left the ballroom and retired to their chambers. Morgana could feel her heart pounding with each step that led them closer and closer to her doom. As they entered the room, the sound of the door locking behind her caused her to tense. She kept her back facing him before she reached up, her hands shaking as she moved her hair out of the way of her corset. After tonight...there was no going back.
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Post by su on Nov 24, 2016 16:38:57 GMT
Derek smirked as Morgana started to unlace her corset with shaking hands, "Allow me." He said in a low nearly condescending tone. Before she could stop him, he took out a knife and used it to tear right through the laces. The edge of his knife lightly brushed her skin with the movement, he didn't stop until the corset fell right off. Now her upper body was bare and he took his time examining her. She was pretty, and it was becoming more clear that she was still a virgin judging by the frightened looks she was giving him. "Now take off your skirts." He ordered. It was quite nice being the one in charge, and even better to have her obey him like she was nothing more then his little slave. "You will address me as Your Majesty when we're together like this."He continued as he stepped closer towards her.
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Post by odette on Nov 24, 2016 17:14:06 GMT
Morgana flinched as Derek sliced through the laces of her corset, the top of the blade brushing against her skin. She shivered and the corset fell around her feet. It took everything she had to not cover herself. If she had, Derek would punish her, that much she knew. She could feel his eyes on her and she averted her gaze. She didn't want to see the look in his eyes. She didn't want to see him at all. At his next demand, she flinched and her fingertips lightly grazed her hips. "Yes...Your Majesty." The words tasted sour in her mouth. She slowly slid off her skirts until all that was left was her underwear. The air around her felt cold and her nipples responded, perking up against her breasts. She knew what was coming next and without having Derek ask her, she slid off her panties so she was completely bare before him.
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Post by su on Nov 24, 2016 19:22:01 GMT
Derek took in his wife, she was a quick learner and so far was learning how the night was going to go. "Now get on the bed." He said and followed after her as she did as he instructed. He was going to show her what it felt like to be pleasured by a man before he took what he wanted. His hands gently slid up her legs as he moved to straddle her, he was still fully clothed but he didn't care. He moved one hand to run along her leg, before he bent down and gently pulled one nipple into his mouth. His other hand slid up and fondled her other breast, his touch was almost caring as he did this. All he wanted was to have her submit to him willingly, watch her want more from him. The thought alone was delicious, "Just relax." He whispered against her breast as he slipped the hand that had been running along her leg to her private area. His finger gently slid along her opening, massaging it until his finger became moist. Then just as she was adjusting, he lightly tweaked her clit with his thumb and forefinger.
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Post by odette on Nov 24, 2016 20:06:46 GMT
Morgana quickly nodded at Derek's orders and climbed into the bed, her small form sinking into the softness of the bed. Her hair spread out like a fan beneath her and she looked up at Derek as he straddled her body. Gods she had never been more nervous in her life. A shiver ran through her from his touch and a gasp escaped her when he took her nipple in is mouth. It was such a strange sensation...she had never felt anything like it before in her life but gods...she liked it. She was paying so much attention to the sensation that she didn't even feel his hand move lower until his fingers slid along her opening. Morgana's body arched against him and her legs involuntarily flew shut, a shaky breath coming past her lips. As he rubbed between her folds, her legs slowly relaxed. She could feel a sensation of pleasure starting to come over her and she closed her eyes. A moan left her lips as he tweaked her clit and she bit her bottom lip, her arms moving to rest above her head as she tried to hide her face. It felt so sinful that she was enjoying this. She shouldn't be. Not when it was with Derek.
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Post by su on Nov 24, 2016 22:57:28 GMT
Derek smirked at her reaction to him and then he suddenly slid a finger into her, her silky walls were tight around his finger. She really was a virgin then and he chuckled a little bit before he returned his attentions to Morgana's breast. He lightly nipped and tugged on her nipple as his other hand kept massaging her breast tenderly. Then he switched his focus so now his mouth was gently attacking her other breast and his hand gently eased out of her so he could rub her breast. Then he slid two fingers into her gently thrusting them into her loving the way how she started to get even wetter. It was amusing to him that he was seeing her like this before anyone else. Hell her little brother wouldn't even be able to see just how tempting she appeared in that moment.
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Post by odette on Nov 24, 2016 23:17:42 GMT
Morgana squirmed as Derek slid a finger inside of her, her area throbbing with want yet it was slightly painful since his was the first thing that had ever entered her. She was trying so hard to not let him know that she was enjoying this but it was getting impossible. Her mind drifted to Damian and as she kept her eyes closed, an image flashed before her of Damian thrusting his fingers into her and she moaned. Thinking that way filled her with shame. She shouldn't think of her brother that way...but now that she was, she was enjoying this so much more. Morgana pictured that it was Damian's lips closed around her nipple and his fingers thrusting deep into her. "Oh gods..." She moaned and rocked her hips against Derek's fingers, wanting to feel him deeper.
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Post by su on Nov 25, 2016 4:16:32 GMT
Derek smirked at her reaction to him and slid another finger into her as he kept sucking and nipping her soft, tender skin on her breast. Then just as she moaned for more he pulled back and slid down even lower and gently ran his tongue along her entrance. All before he gently slipped his tongue inside her, loving the taste of her. His hands kept fondling her breasts as he kept his attention on her area. It was thrilling to know that he was taking her like this and even better that she was submitting to him like this. He slid one hand down to play with her clit, gently tweaking it and rubbing it as he kept his attention on her. Of course what she didn't know was that he'd immediately change his position if he even suspected that she was thinking of something else. His wife had to learn that he wouldn't tolerate any such behavior from her.
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Post by odette on Nov 25, 2016 4:34:06 GMT
Morgana couldn't help the smile that tugged at her lips when he slid another finger into her but the moment his mouth was removed from her breast, she whimpered. She missed the heat from his body covering her sensitive skin. Then he removed his fingers and she squirmed, though it was short lived once she felt his tongue slide along her entrance. Morgana let out a breathless moan and her hand slid down, gripping his hair as she pressed him closer. She could feel the pleasurable sensation getting stronger and stronger. As Derek played with her clit again, her muscles twitched and Morgana covered her mouth with her hand as she tried to quiet her moans. "Oh Damian..." She suddenly cried out as her orgasm burst forward and her body shuttered from the aftershock. Though the moment she realized what she had just done, Morgana froze and her grip on Derek's hair slowly released before she pulled her hand back. She stared down at him in horror and managed to scoot back a little bit on the bed, putting a small distance between them. "I...I'm so sorry. I don't know why I..." Her voice shook and she knew from the look in his eyes that she had done something mortally wrong. She never should have even let Damian come into her mind that night.
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Post by su on Nov 25, 2016 5:20:56 GMT
Derek's whole body froze as soon as she said Damian's name and pulled back from her. His eyes narrowed and his grip on her became bruising, "You really shouldn't have said that name." He growled. Before she could move he had unzipped his pants and thrust himself into her with no warning. He didn't even care that she would be in pain from how rough he was being. All he cared about was hurting her as much as she had just hurt him. He tore through her virginity wall and then he reached into his coat pocket to pull out a knife. "This is what happens when you disobey me wife." He sneered before he thrust the knife into her thigh, knowing that it would only bring her more pain and yet he simply didn't care.
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