The Cruel King's Slave Toy

The Cruel King's Slave Toy

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[Warning: 18+ | Mature content with explicit scenes, abuse, non-consensual acts, and dark themes. Reader discretion advised.]
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"Rip off those clothes and crawl like the filthy slave you are—dignity died the moment you became mine."_Lucian de Gaull

Her father destroyed his kingdom. Now, she belongs to him.

Ten years ago, Princess Elena stood above all—beautiful, noble, untouchable.
Ten years ago, Prince Lucian watched everything he loved burn—his kingdom, his family… his soul.

Now, he’s back. As a king. As a conqueror.
And he’s claimed Elena as the prize of war—his slave, his toy, his revenge.

“You’ll never have my heart,” she hissed.
“I don’t want your heart,” he smirked, “I just want to break it.”

But when hate turns into hunger, and punishment becomes pleasure, both will question everything.
She was supposed to suffer.
He was supposed to win.
Neither expected to fall.

Chapter 1

"Princess Elena, please accept my apologies."

Elena pulled her hand firmly from the grasp of the two men to her right and left. Her eyes glared angrily at the man who had just bowed respectfully before her. The man who had so brutally killed her family, the man who had slaughtered the entire people of great Emeria.

The same man who, at this very moment, had his knight force a weak girl to bow before him.

The bastard who called himself Lucian de Gaulle.

An apology? Elena gritted her teeth. She had no idea how angry and desperate she was right now. She wanted to die.

But she couldn't die! Her chest held a great revenge. It would not die before Lucian's death!

Lucian grinned. "I can feel this frustration, my lady. But it's only the beginning. I am sparing your life so that you can pay for the sins of your parents. You still have a long way to go."

Elena growled. If there hadn't been a cloth over her mouth, I don't know how long she would have continued to curse the damn man.

Lucian chuckled. "Today you only have to serve me. Strip naked, show me your body and crawl," he said casually.

Elena felt her heart race. How could she humiliate herself like this? Never in her life did she have to be like this!

Lucian sat on the chair beside the bed. His look was intense and vengeful.

"You will be my slave, Princess Elena. From now on everyone will call you ELL, King Lucian's dirty slave." Lucian laughed. An evil, triumphant laugh.

Elena squirmed and struggled as she was dragged onto the bed. Horrible images immediately filled her mind. She knew the fate that was about to befall her.

"Mmnh!!!" she screamed as the hands stripped her of the last of her clothes one by one.

What the hell was going on? Why did he have to go through this?

Lucian stared emotionlessly, the same anger and resentment. Ten years. And he would never forget this night.

Ten years ago.

The Kingdom of Emeria and the Kingdom of Gaulle were two great empires that had been friends for a very long time. Lucian, who was 25 at the time, knew Elena well and respected the little princess. He really admired her intelligence and kindness.

Gaulle was the first kingdom to mourn when King Anderson of Emeria died. It was also the first to send congrats when Wilhelm took the throne.

King Wilhelm, who was good friends with King Louis, then King of Gaulle, showed more interest than ever. This made Louis trust Emeria more and more when it came to trade, politics, and pretty much everything else.

Louis realized too late what Wilhelm really wanted. He realized that Wilhelm wanted his whole kingdom, not just Gaulle.

When Louis realized what was going on, it was too late. His kingdom was in ruins. His gaze was wounded, and he couldn't hide the feeling of betrayal. The sword of the man he considered his best friend was now pressed against his neck.

His beloved lover, the woman most loved by Gaulle's people, lay bloodied at his side. Louis clenched his fists, feeling stupid.

"You were smart to give me this kingdom without a war, Louis. You might still be alive," Wilhelm said.

Louis closed his eyes. "No matter what, you'll never conquer Gaulle, Wilhelm. Your greed will only lead you to hell!"

Lucian, the crown prince, was there and saw how cruel it was. He even saw his wife's dead body. He was extremely angry, but he was also very weak. He had to protect his five-year-old daughter.

A bodyguard took him away. "No!!! Don't kill my father!!!" he cried. But the bodyguard's hands pulled him along firmly with several others, including Grant, his best friend and the general's son.

Lucian still remembered how his father died at Wilhelm's hands. His eyes opened wide as Wilhelm's sword cut his father's neck.

"NOOO!!!" Lucian tried very hard to get close to his father. However, he was knocked out by a blow to the head.

Lucian couldn't stop thinking about the bad memory. His parents and wife died within a day and in a very cruel way. When he woke up, he learned that Wilhelm had made the entire Gaulle people slaves.

Even though it was hard and embarrassing to be a slave, Lucian did everything he could to get his kingdom back. He secretly planned with Grant, the general's son. The man who helped him become stronger. A reminder of his revenge.

After ten years, Lucian didn't have time to rest. He was always training his body and keeping his brain active. Until there were more of his followers and they were more organized.

He figured out how to get into Emeria's territory, and he held some important positions there. He even did some research on palace security and disguised himself as a merchant to get in and out easily.

He kept the whole palace on their toes. He came to take revenge. He killed Wilhelm with a torture that will never be written in history. Anneliese, the queen, was no exception to his cruelty.

They died. Everyone in the palace had to die. Except for Elena.

Lucian had a plan. He had to make sure his revenge was worth it. Elena would be the symbol of her victory.

Right now, Elena was staring angrily at Lucian. Her lips were finally free.

"Why'd you do this to me?! Don't you have a conscience?!" Elena shouted, her hands tied tightly to the bed. Her legs were tied too.

Lucian chuckled. "Conscience? Elena, if you'd heard what your dad said ten years ago, you'd never have asked me about conscience."

Elena felt her chest tighten up. "You killed my parents!"

"Oh, you'd be surprised how I made them die, Elena. Slowly... and painfully," Lucian said without emotion. "Exactly like the way they killed my parents and my beautiful wife. Do you think Gaulle became part of Emeria because we gave him away for free? I'm sure your father has brainwashed you."

"They wouldn't do that! You bastard!" Elena said.

Lucian sat on the edge of the bed. "I know, Princess. I'm a wild one. You'll feel your wild side every day. You'll feel the pain I've felt for ten years," he whispered.

Elena squirmed as Lucian's hands explored her chest. He removed the rest of her clothes. He even yanked her panties down, which made her yell.

Her vital organs were exposed. No covering. Lucian just watched with a scornful gaze. He had his rough hands on her pussy lips, feeling up the softness of the area.

"Look at how you live such a privileged life. You even have time to pay attention to this area. How many servants helped you with this?" he teased, pinching the small mound in the center of her lips down there.

"Ohh!" Elena groaned. Her body stung.

Lucian grinned playfully. "From now on, your only duty is to serve me as a slave. Your kingdom is ruined. Surrender to me."

Elena shook her head. "No!"

"I can have anything I want. You surrender willingly or I must force you," Lucian said, squeezing Elena's breasts g

ently.

He ordered two of his guards to take Elena to the basement. "Be a good girl," he told her.

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