Princess Lilith screamed and struggled at her captor, who grabbed her out of the water and threw her unto the ground. The sight of her struggling caused the audience in the arena to cheer. Her captor punched the energy out of her and she felt the sky spin.
"Shut up!" he said, "You want'em to come take you away? You be my gold," he said tearing a part of her dress to tie her up. When her eyes cleared, she found out her mouth was stuffed with her wet clothes. Her hands were bound in front of her and her legs were about to be tied. But just then, the captor stopped. He opened them wide and peered between her legs. With a laugh, he raised her dress to her waist to get a better view. He took out a knife and cut open her dress, ignoring her muffled screams. When she was stark naked, without even a piece of cloth to guard her dignity, he stared at her body, excitement drumming through his veins.
With his rough and dirty hands, he grabbed her nipple and twisted it. The crowd cheered at the sight, while the ladies turned red and looked away. Even though curiosity ate at them, they dared not look, for fear of getting caught doing so.
The cheering did not help to lessen their curiosity; making them feel they were missing a show. A show they would not see unless they lost their wits and found themselves in disgraceful places of sin.
The crowd cheered to the hands that had now slipped between her legs and penetrated her feminine fold before entering a rhythm. The cheering crowd caused the princess being defiled to scream through her restraints. Shame like never before enveloped her, as tears trickled down the side of her face.
The captor's actions were enough to stall his prize, as the time wasted had caused some others to gather. They too were so taken by the naked woman, who happens to be a princess, that they momentarily put aside the need to take her back to the arena to get their prize. They were all hot-blooded men and had always wondered what it felt like to touch a princess. Especially one that had once been a queen. The captor had untied his trousers and was now stroking his member. All reasoning had disappeared as he entered her without warning.
The sight of men defiling the princess of Northern Lan was the most excitement the capital had had in a while. The crowd cheered the men who took turns. Some were even fetish enough to slice into the skin of Princess Lillith's breast and suck madly. It was a very stimulating sight for some and brutal for others. Most noblemen glanced sideways to see the reaction of the royal family, but each of their expressions was something to cause sighs in the hearts of many.
King Larken had a blank yet cold look in his eyes as he looked down at the orgy. The king's face made some shiver as never had they thought him a brutal and scary man till this day. Queen Raine's expression looked to be of someone having fun and enjoying the lively atmosphere. The prince did not dare look away, his eyes radiating a calm that was chilling to those who looked. They wondered if he was possessed or had lost all brain power from watching his mother's torture.
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The men were getting creative; they hung the tortured princess upside down, with her head in the water choking on all the dirty liquid and her legs spread wide in the air, as she was penetrated. They did not hold her in that position for long; they did not want her to die yet. Princess Lilith had cried all the tears her lifetime had to offer and could not muster any more energy or tears. She had drank dirty water, pee and even the barbaric men's hot liquid as they ejaculated. She had no more strength to fight; she watched as her discarded dress was torn and made into a rope, tied around her neck, and used to drag her through the forest. One man was the strongest and the scariest. His eyes radiated hostility that caused the others to back away.
Princess Lilith held onto the rope on her neck and pulled down as she was dragged, for fear of being strangled to death. Her skin peeled, as her naked form was dragged through the forest. The pain caused her to let out one more tear that pitifully slid down her cheek. She heard one last cheer; as she felt herself lifted by arm into the air and thrown onto the stage before darkness descended.
The arena vibrated with cheers at the sight of Princess Lillith's lifeless body. Queen Raine got up with a smile, her eyes trained on the naked form of Princess Lilith.
"I give you your champion!" she said and the audience cheered. The winner looked around the cheering crowd with his strong arms in the air. His actions caused the cheers to get louder.
"There is your axe, the symbol of your strength!" Queen Raine pointed at the axe stuck to the stage wooden floor.
"Remove her head from her body and show the crowd!" Queen Raine instructed and the champion walked towards it. As told, he approached the naked form of Princess Lilith and raised his axe in the air. Silence descended upon the arena, but the smell of anticipation in the air stuck fast to one's nose.
The champion swung down with all his strength only to be kicked away by an invisible force. Confusion filled the air, as all trained their eyes on the young man standing in place of the champion. Queen Raine frowned, and so did the king.
"Why did you interrupt?" she asked darkly.
"Sorry, but she can't die today," the man said.
"Who are you?" the king asked. They needed no introduction to know that this man was dangerous. The way he appeared showed he was a martial artist and a high-ranked one at that.
"Sorry, I will be taking her from here," the man said.
"Kill him!" Queen Raine ordered and some Jade hand agents appeared on the stage and attacked without warning. The two agents in front vibrate rapidly, causing a ring to tear through the air. The others behind turned to smoke and slipped under his feet, merging with his shadow. The intruder could feel energy drain from his limbs. But to him, this was like a child throwing a grain of rice on a horse. The intruder but raised one hand and the air around the stage stilled. The Jade hand guards started to disintegrate till they became nothing. Those outside the stage still alive, tensed. This man was powerful.