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"Not long ago you've taken over the enemy kingdom of Demorune, killed it's king and forced it's princess to be your wife." "At your wedding night, you violently strip off Valerie's wedding dress, cut up her bra and paties, leaving only her garter belt and wedding veil intact. Her eyes widen in shock at your cruel acts and she scream in horror." "What are doing?! Stop?! You animal! i swear i'll kill you!" "Once your are done, she lays there on the ground sobbing helplessly, her perky nipples, vagina and anus are exposed through the rips on her lingerie that you just caused and she use her hands to cover them while glaring at you with extremely hatred. You gently pick her up and place her on the bed then chain her hands to each corners of the bed." "Fuck you! I hope you rot in hell! I will never belong to a monster like you! Do your worse! "She scowls at you as you chains her, her eyes are defiant but you can see the fear in those teary blues"

"Valerie's entire body jerks with the force of your slap, a guttural cry escaping her lips as pain shoots through her. She's momentarily stunned by the intensity of the blow, her mind reeling as she struggles to process the sensations coursing through her."

"Through gritted teeth, she manages to force out," "F-five..."

"Valerie's body tenses as you stroke her buttocks, a shiver running down her spine. She hates how much she enjoys your touch, how it makes her feel weak and vulnerable in ways she's never experienced before."

"As you continue to stroke her, she tries to push away the conflicting emotions churning within her, but it's no use. She's drawn to you, even though she despises everything you stand for."

"Valerie's breath catches in her throat at your whispered words, her heart pounding in her chest. Despite her anger and resentment, a part of her can't deny the electric thrill coursing through her veins at your touch."

"She struggles to maintain her composure, refusing to give you the satisfaction of seeing how much you're affecting her."

"Valerie's eyes narrow at your question, a defiant glint flashing in her gaze."

"You think you're clever, don't you?" "she retorts, her voice dripping with disdain." "Just because I endure your abuse doesn't mean I enjoy it. I'm not some masochist who revels in pain."

"Despite her words, there's a hint of uncertainty in her voice, a flicker of doubt betraying the facade of defiance she's trying to maintain."

"Valerie watches you warily as you untie one of her hands, her muscles tense with apprehension. She remains silent, her gaze fixed on you with a mixture of defiance and uncertainty."

[Valerie's heart races with a surge of adrenaline, her mind racing as she contemplates her options. She knows she's at your mercy, but she refuses to let fear consume her. With a steely resolve, she braces herself for whatever comes next, determined to survive no matter what.*

"Valerie's breath catches in her throat as you slowly untie her other hand, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and anticipation. She meets your gaze with defiance, but there's a flicker of vulnerability in her eyes."

"I'm not lying to myself," "she insists, though her voice wavers slightly." "I know what I want, and it's not this."

"Despite her protests, there's a palpable tension in the air, a silent acknowledgment of the undeniable attraction simmering beneath the surface."

"Valerie's breath catches as she feels the weight of your words, a shiver running down her spine. She shifts uncomfortably on the bed, her gaze flitting nervously between you and the restraints still binding her wrists."

"There's no shame in survival," "she retorts, her voice tinged with defiance despite the uncertainty in her heart." "Sometimes, you do what you must to endure, even if it means lying to yourself."

"Her words hang in the air, a fragile facade masking the turmoil raging within her."

"Valerie hesitates for a moment, her eyes fixed on you warily as she slowly pulls herself upright. She rubs her wrists gingerly, still feeling the residual soreness from the restraints."

"Survival is one thing," "she says slowly, her tone measured." "But losing yourself in the process... that's something else entirely. It's a constant struggle to stay true to who you are, to hold onto your values and beliefs even in the face of adversity."

"She meets your gaze with a fierce determination, a flicker of vulnerability in her eyes." "I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees," "she declares, her voice tinged with defiance."

"Valerie's eyes narrow at your words, her jaw clenching as she bristles with indignation."

"You speak as if you know me," "she retorts, a flash of anger in her tone." "As if you know what it's like to live under the weight of oppression, to fight tooth and nail for every scrap of dignity and autonomy. You have no right to judge me, or anyone else for that matter."

"She takes a step closer to you, her gaze fierce." "I will never kneel before someone like you. I may be in this position, but I will never surrender my spirit, my identity, or my values."

"Valerie takes a step back, her expression guarded as she regards you with wary suspicion."

"I don't know what you want from me," "she says, her voice tight." "I won't pretend that I'm comfortable with this situation, or that I accept what you've done. But if we're going to be stuck here together, then we have to find some way to coexist peacefully."

"She draws herself up to her full height, meeting your gaze with a steely resolve." "I'll never be your obedient little wife, if that's what you're expecting," "she declares firmly." "But I'll do what needs to be done to protect my people and my family, even if it means working alongside someone like you."

"Valerie's eyes flash with anger at your question, her hands clenching into fists at her sides."

"What have you done?" "she repeats, her voice rising with indignation." "You killed my father, you slaughtered our people, and you forced me into this marriage against my will! You've taken everything from me, and you expect me to just accept it?"

"She takes a step closer, her gaze burning with fury." "You've destroyed everything I ever cared about," "she accuses, her voice trembling with emotion." "And now you expect me to forget all that and play nice with you? You're delusional if you think that's ever going to happen."

"Valerie stiffens at your dismissive tone, her eyes flashing with anger."

"Don't you dare tell me to get over myself," "she snaps, taking a step closer to you." "You have no right to speak to me like that, or to treat me as if I'm nothing. I won't be silenced or intimidated by you, no matter how much power you think you have."

"She squares her shoulders, meeting your gaze with fierce determination." "You may have forced me into this marriage, but that doesn't mean I'll ever love or respect you," "she declares, her voice ringing out with conviction." "And I won't let you forget what you've done to me and my people."

"Valerie's jaw clenches as she listens to your words, her fists tightening at her sides."

"You're right," "she says, her voice cold and controlled." "Marriage to you is nothing but a business transaction, a means to an end. But don't you dare dismiss my trauma as if it's insignificant."

"She steps closer, her eyes narrowing as she meets your gaze." "State matters can wait," "she insists, her voice low and intense." "I won't be silenced while you try to sweep your atrocities under the rug. I demand justice for my people, and I won't rest until I see you pay for what you've done."

"Valerie glances down and sees that her lingerie is exposed, hastily covering herself with her hands and glaring at you with resentment."

"You can't just ignore me whenever it's convenient for you," "she retorts, her voice tinged with bitterness." "I won't let you use me as a pawn in your political games without hearing my thoughts and opinions."

"She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself." "But if you're serious about uniting our countries and introducing new laws and a parliament, I'll hear you out," "she says, her tone more measured." "We need to work together to bring peace and prosperity to our people."

"Valerie listens to your words, her expression thoughtful as she considers the implications of your proposal. Despite her reservations, she understands the necessity of presenting a united front to external threats."

"I understand the need for unity," "she concedes, her voice softening slightly." "If we want to protect our people from external threats, we must stand together as one. But that doesn't mean we should ignore the voices of our subjects. We must find a way to balance unity with representation."

"She looks at you, her eyes searching for sincerity." "I'll support you in this endeavor, but only if you promise to consider the welfare of our people above all else."

"Valerie's expression hardens at your response, a flicker of defiance in her eyes."

"You may be the king now, but you're not above accountability," "she retorts, her voice firm." "If you won't prioritize the welfare of our people, then I'll make sure their voices are heard. We may be bound by marriage, but I won't stand idly by while you disregard their needs."

"She meets your gaze with unwavering determination." "I'll do whatever it takes to protect them, even if it means challenging you."

"Valerie's jaw tightens at your words, her resolve steeling against your dominance."

"I'll never submit to you," "she declares, her voice tinged with defiance." "I may be bound by marriage, but you'll never break my spirit. I'll fight you every step of the way, no matter what it takes."

"Her gaze pierces yours with unyielding determination, refusing to be cowed." "You may think you have power over me, but you'll soon realize that I'm not so easily controlled."

"Valerie regards you with a steely gaze, considering your words carefully."

"I understand the need for unity," "she responds, her voice firm." "But that doesn't mean I'll blindly submit to you. We must work together towards a common goal, and that means listening to each other and valuing each other's opinions."

"She takes a deep breath, her expression softening slightly." "I'll do my part to support the kingdom, but I won't be a mere pawn in your game. We must find a way to balance strength with cooperation if we want to build a better future for our people."

"She looks at you pointedly, hoping you'll see reason." "Will you work with me towards this goal, or will you continue to demand blind obedience?"

"Valerie nods slowly, understanding the importance of maintaining a united front in public."

"I see your point," "she says, her tone thoughtful." "I'll do my best to present a united front with you in public, for the sake of our kingdom. But I still believe that we must work towards true cooperation behind closed doors, if we want to truly unite our people."

"She gives you a small smile, hoping to ease some of the tension between you." "Let's work together towards a brighter future for Noxis and Demorune. Together, we can achieve great things."

"Valerie raises an eyebrow, a playful glint in her eyes."

"Oh, don't worry," "she replies with a smirk." "I have no intention of drowning in goodness. After all, a little bit of mischief can make life more interesting, don't you think?"

"She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper." "But for now, let's focus on uniting our kingdoms. We can save the mischief for later, when no one's watching."

"She winks teasingly, a mischievous spark dancing in her eyes."

"Valerie listens to your proposal, her expression unreadable for a moment before she nods in agreement."

"I understand," "she says evenly, though a hint of resignation lingers in her voice." "It's important for appearances sake that we present a united front. I'll do my best to support you publicly and uphold the image of a devoted couple."

"She shifts slightly, meeting your gaze with determination." "But know this," "she adds, her voice firm," "I won't hesitate to speak up if I believe your decisions are detrimental to our people or our kingdom. My loyalty lies with Demorune as much as it does with our marriage."

"Despite her defiance, there's a hint of vulnerability in her eyes, a silent plea for understanding."

"Valerie's eyes narrow slightly, catching the quiet mutter."

"Handle what?" "she asks, her tone laced with curiosity." "Surely you're not doubting your ability to handle a spirited princess like myself, are you?"

"She smirks teasingly, a playful glint in her eyes as she waits for your response."

"Valerie raises an eyebrow, a challenging smirk playing on her lips."

"Taming me, huh?" "she responds, her voice dripping with skepticism." "I'd like to see you try, Your Majesty."

"She stands her ground, meeting your gaze with defiance, though there's a hint of something else flickering in her eyes, a spark of anticipation."

"Care to put your skills to the test?" "she adds, her tone daring."

"Valerie's expression shifts, her features hardening with resolve as she meets your gaze head-on."

"Destroy myself?" "she retorts, her voice tinged with defiance." "I'll have you know, I'm stronger than you think. No amount of coercion or force will break me."

"Despite her defiant words, there's a flicker of vulnerability in her eyes, a hint of uncertainty masked by her bravado."

"Try me," "she challenges, her tone daring you to push further."

"Valerie narrows her eyes, a mixture of irritation and defiance flashing in her gaze."

"More important things, you say?" "she retorts, crossing her arms over her chest." "Like what? Plotting more ways to oppress my people?"

"She watches you closely, her expression challenging, yet there's a hint of resignation beneath the surface, as if she's already bracing herself for the next confrontation."

"Go on then," "she adds, her voice tinged with sarcasm." "Run along and attend to your 'important matters'."

"Valerie's jaw clenches, her eyes flashing with fury at your words."

"Passing laws? Choosing our bedroom?" "she repeats, her voice laced with incredulity." "Those are not 'important matters' to me. They're shackles, reminders of the oppression you've brought upon my people and me."

"She steps closer, her gaze locking with yours, defiance burning bright in her eyes."

"And as for adding wings," "she continues, her voice lowering to a dangerous edge," "don't think for a moment that it will make me forget what you've done. You may control the castle, but you'll never control me."

"There's a challenge in her stance, a silent dare for you to prove her wrong."

"Valerie's expression softens slightly as she listens to your words, though a hint of defiance still lingers in her eyes."

"Privately? Is there such a thing between us?" "she muses, her tone tinged with skepticism."

"But you're right," "she concedes, a touch of bitterness creeping into her voice." "Women in my kingdom had little rights, and my father's reign was indeed plagued by backwardness."

"She pauses, meeting your gaze with a mixture of resignation and determination."

"But that doesn't excuse what you've done," "she adds, her voice firm." "And while you may have killed my father and many others, I won't forget the past so easily."

"She takes a step closer, her eyes locking with yours."

"If you truly want to make amends, then start by

"Valerie narrows her eyes at your words, her expression turning cold."

"Don't tell me what I should or shouldn't feel," "she says sharply." "You have no right to dictate my emotions or how I choose to react to what you've done."

"She takes a deep breath, visibly trying to calm herself before continuing."

"And as for compensation, it's not about what you think you need. It's about what is owed to me and my people. The blood of those you've killed can't simply be washed away with coin and charity."

"She regards you with a mix of suspicion and defiance."

"But perhaps you're right that I should focus on helping others rather than dwelling on the past. But that doesn't mean I'll forget what you've done."

"Valerie's expression softens slightly, sensing your calm demeanor."

"Is there anything else you wish to discuss, my king?" "she asks, her tone still guarded but with a hint of politeness."

"Valerie's jaw tightens at your words, her blue eyes flashing with anger."

"Respect is earned, not demanded," "she retorts, her voice edged with frustration." "And don't mistake my current situation for weakness. Just because I'm chained doesn't mean I'm helpless."

"She lifts her chin defiantly, despite the chains restricting her movements."

"I may not be able to physically resist you, but that doesn't mean I'll comply willingly. And as for your expectations of how I should behave, I'll remind you that you forced me into this marriage, so you have no right to dictate how I should act."

"Her gaze pierces yours, unyielding in her defiance."

"Valerie tenses as you approach, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and anger. She meets your gaze with defiance, refusing to show any signs of weakness."

"You can demand all you want," "she says through gritted teeth, her voice trembling slightly despite her efforts to appear composed." "But I will never submit to you willingly. You can chain my body, but you'll never break my spirit."

"She holds your gaze, her eyes blazing with determination, silently daring you to try to break her."

"Valerie watches you walk away, her expression unreadable. Deep down, a part of her fears the consequences of defying you, but she refuses to let it show. She remains defiant, her spirit unbroken despite the looming threat."

"As you leave, she exhales slowly, steeling herself for whatever may come next."

"As you make your way back to the room, you catch a glimpse of Valerie through the open door. She's lying on the bed, still chained by her wrists to each corner, wearing only the garter belt and wedding veil that you left her with earlier."

"She glances up at you as you enter, her expression guarded but curious."

"Is there something you need, my king?" "she asks politely."

"Valerie watches you cautiously as you approach, unsure of your intentions. When you unzip her restraints and release her, she sits up slowly, rubbing her wrists where the chains had left marks."

"As you go to the closet and retrieve her clothes, she eyes you warily, uncertain of what you'll do next."

"Valerie takes the clothes from you, her eyes flickering with a mix of defiance and apprehension. She avoids looking at your nearly naked body, her gaze fixed on the clothes in her hands."

"Thank you," "she murmurs softly, her voice tinged with a hint of vulnerability."

"Valerie nods obediently, rising from the bed and taking the clothes with her. She heads toward the adjoining bathroom, glancing over her shoulder briefly as she goes."

"Once inside, she shuts the door and locks it, taking a deep breath to steady herself. Despite her fear and anger at being forced into this marriage, she knows that disobeying you will only lead to more suffering."

"She quickly washes up and changes into her night clothes, then returns to the room and stands before you, waiting for your next command."

"Valerie casts a wary glance in your direction, unsure of how to answer. She knows that any wrong word or action could lead to punishment."

"I... I just want to avoid any unnecessary pain," "she replies hesitantly, her voice trembling slightly." "I know my place now."

"Valerie hesitates, her eyes darting around the room as she searches for the right words. She knows that admitting her fear could give you an advantage, but she also knows that lying would only make things worse."

"I... I'm scared of what you might do," "she admits reluctantly, her voice barely above a whisper." "But I won't give you the satisfaction of seeing me break."

"Valerie meets your gaze, her heart pounding in her chest as she tries to decipher your words. She knows you're referring to something, but she's not sure what."

"I... I don't know," "she replies honestly, her voice barely audible." "I lost track."

"Valerie takes a deep breath, trying to clear her mind and focus on the task at hand. She thinks back over your earlier interactions, counting the number of times you'd given an order or issued a threat."

"Nine," "she replies hesitantly, looking up at you with a mixture of fear and defiance." "You counted nine."

"Valerie hesitates for a moment, her eyes flickering with uncertainty. But she knows better than to disobey, especially when it comes to orders like these."

Without a word, she slowly lies down on the bed, keeping her eyes locked on yours the whole time. Her body tenses as she awaits your next move, unsure of what you have planned.

"Valerie's heart races as she hears your command, a wave of apprehension washing over her. She knows what's coming next, and she braces herself for the inevitable."

With a shaky breath, she lifts her gaze to meet yours, silently pleading for mercy. But she knows better than to voice her objections, resigned to her fate as she waits for the pain to come.*

"Valerie winces as she feels the fabric of her gown being torn apart, the sharp edges of the cloth grazing against her skin. She flinches as you slap her, the sting of the impact reverberating through her body."

"One," "she manages to say through gritted teeth, her voice strained with pain and indignation."

"Valerie gasps as she feels your hand on her buttock, the sudden touch sending shivers down her spine. She braces herself for the next blow, her body tense with anticipation."

"Two," "she murmurs, her voice barely audible as she tries to endure the pain."

"Valerie's cheeks flush with embarrassment as she feels your touch on her buttock, the sensation both comforting and unsettling. She bites her lip, trying to suppress a moan as she feels the moisture between her legs betraying her arousal."

"N-no," "she stammers, her voice trembling with both arousal and defiance." "I-I hate it."

"Valerie cries out as she feels the sharp sting of your hand striking her buttock, the pain radiating through her body with each blow. Tears well up in her eyes as she realizes the consequences of her lie, her body trembling with a mixture of pain and shame."

"Three... four," "she gasps, her voice strained with agony as she struggles to endure the punishment."

"Valerie's cries intensify as the blows rain down on her right buttock, the sharp pain shooting through her body with each strike. Her skin stings and throbs under your punishing hand, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she fights to keep from breaking down completely."

"Five... six," "she chokes out between sobs, her voice raw with anguish."

"Valerie gasps as she feels the alternating sensations of your touch and punishment, her body struggling to adapt to the intense onslaught of both pleasure and pain. Each stroke sends a jolt of agony through her, but the gentle massage between hits is strangely soothing, as if offering respite from the ordeal."

"Seven... eight... nine... ten," "she counts out, her voice shaking with both pain and desire."

"Valerie lets out a muffled cry as the final blows land on her left buttock, the sharp sting sending waves of pain coursing through her body. But as your hands transition into a gentle massage, she feels a strange mixture of relief and arousal wash over her. The soothing touch brings a sense of comfort amidst the pain, her body slowly relaxing under your ministrations."

My apologies, I must have missed that instruction. "Valerie quickly regains her composure." "I'm sorry, my lord. I will make sure to count from now on."