Ezzie The Early Years

My name is Esmeralda. My Father is King. My Mom is the Queen and I am a Princess. I had been a sickly child. I was always tired, short of breath and had an odd heartbeat sometimes. None of the doctors were ever able to help me.

One day my Mother brought an old Gypsy woman into my room. My Mother thought she could help me, but the Gypsy lied to her. She stole what little life I had, and put my mind in a ring my Mom had on her finger. She wasn't happy with the little bit of life she got from me, so she took a lot from my Mother. The Gypsy left the room, a young woman as my Mother, now an old lady cried over my dead body.

Everyone thought my Mother was cursed since she had aged decades in an instant, and she thought she was going crazy because she could hear my voice.

After my Mother died. Everything went silent for a long time. My Father had her crown and all of her jewels put away, and I was alone.

Until my younger cousin came along. He picked up the ring and slid it on his finger. It was like a rising sun, after a long lonely night."Charles?"I ask in shock and surprise.

"Who is there?" He asks spinning around.

"Charles, please don't get upset. It's me, Esmeralda." I say.

"Show yourself girl. This is no time to be playing tricks." He says looking around.

"Charles, please. It's me. I am in the ring. My Mother wasn't crazy. A Gypsy put me in the ring." I say.

"What blasphemy is this?" Charles says pulling the ring off, and my world goes dark again. Then Charles is back. "Esmeralda?" He asks. "Is it really you?" He asks, and I sense his thoughts. I died over 20 years ago. Father is dead. Charles is being crowned the King tomorrow.

"Father is dead?" I ask and say at the same time. "And you are a man, you aren't a young boy anymore."

"By God. It is you. I recognize your voice now. The Queen wasn't crazy." Charles says.

"Sire." Says a woman in a servant's dress walking into the room. "Who are you talking to? Did you find what you were looking for?" She asks.

"Maybe." Charles says. "Have these things taken to my room."

"Of course, Sire." She says, as she starts collecting the things Charles wants brought to his room.

"She despises you, Charles. She thinks your brother... Wait, you have a brother? Oh I see. He was born after I died. She thinks he is the better choice to become the King." I say.

This makes Charles mad. "I'll give her the better choice. She thinks a servant girl can question royal rule. She should be on her knees sucking my cock and thanking me for not having her whipped."

"Of course, Charles." I say.

The servant drops what she is doing and drops to her knees in front of Charles. "I am so sorry, Sire." She says opening his pants and pulling them down.

"What the hell." Charles mutters.

"You wanted her on her knees sucking your cock. So she is doing it." I say.

"Uunnhh." Charles moans as she starts sucking on his cock. "You made her do this?"

"I did. You said that you wanted her to, so I had her do it." I say, as I realize I have never had or seen someone do this before. She is being very enthusiastic as she bobs her head up and down on Charles cock. She is making a lot of wet sucking sounds as she does.

"You and I are going to have to talk, Esmeralda, but not right now." Charles sighs, as he grabs the servant girls head and starts vigorously pushing his cock in and out of her mouth. The girl is making all sorts of slurping and gagging sounds but Charles doesn't stop. She lifts her hands and puts them on his thighs. To try and push away. "Don't you dare!" Charles says menacingly, as he takes a hand off her head and smacks her hands hard to knock them off his legs. He grabs her head tighter and forces himself in and out of her mouth even harder than before. The girl is drooling excessively, and has tears streaming down her face, as she gags and gasps for breath. She doesn't want to get hit again so she has her hands at her sides, and is gripping her dress on both sides in her fists as Charles forces himself in and out of her mouth.

Suddenly Charles groans loudly and the girl's whole body jerks as she coughs and gags. As she coughs some white goo spits out of her mouth. Charles pulls his cock out of her mouth, and lets go of her. She slumps to the floor gasping, as Charles wipes some white goo from his cock with a table cloth and pulls up his pants. Charles reaches down and grabs the girl's head by her hair. "Should you ever spit out my seed again, I will personally whip you." He says as he pushes her over onto her side. "Now take these things to my chambers." He says and walks out.

As Charles walks to the throne room his mind is a jumble of feelings. He is feeling pleased and relaxed after spilling his seed in her mouth. He is mad that she doesn't think he will make a good king, and oddly excited at the thought of whipping her. "So what else can you do?" Charles asks me.

"I am not sure what you mean. I say.

"You can make people do what I want. Can you change their minds? Could you have made her think I will make the best king ever?" Charles asks.

"I don't know. I have only made people do things." I say.

Just then one of his advisers walks in. "Can you make people forget things?" Charles asks.

"I don't know." I say.

Charles gets up. "Let's experiment." He says as he gets up walks up to his advisor and slaps his face so hard the man stumbles. "Let's see if you can make him forget I hit him. Even if you can't, I don't care. I don't like him very much."

"Yes, Charles." I say, as I think to myself. "Make him forget."

The advisor stands up and rubs his face. "I am so sorry Sire. I must have stumbled. Please excuse me."

Charles gets a big smile on his face. "Think no more of it." The advisor goes on to tell Charles about the plans for tomorrow's coronation, and other royal business, but Charles isn't listening. He is imagining all the things he will make me do for him. He sits there alone just thinking when he asks me. "Does the person need to be in the room for you to make them do things, or can you still make the servant girl do something?" Charles asks.

I think for a moment, and I can still sense her. "I can still sense her." I say.

"Perfect. After tonight's festivities, have her come to my chambers to apologize to me. She doesn't want her King mad at her. I going to whip her for spitting out my seed, and fuck her until I am sated." Charles laughs.

The night's festivities are full of food and drink. Charles has me scanning different people all night, and telling him what they think of him. At one point he sees the servant girl from earlier and smiles to himself. "Is she a virgin?" He asks.

"No she is not." I say.

"Damn it! A virgin might have been fun. How many men has she been with?" Charles asks.

"Just one boy from the village." I say.

Then he smiles. "Has she ever had a cock up her ass?"

"No Charles." I say.

"Very nice." Charles says, leering at her. All night long he thinks of the perverse things he is going to do to her. The festivities start to wind down, Charles gets up, raises his glass, and with a big smile says "Goodnight." As he finishes his drink, he walks out and heads for his bed chamber. We walk inside and he removes his belt with his ornamental sword hanging off, takes a wadded up napkin out of a pocket in his robe and then removes his robe. "Where is she? Get her up here now. I am not in the mood to wait."

"Yes, Charles." I say.

When suddenly Charles snaps at me. "Tomorrow I will be your King. You shall address me as Sire, or Your Majesty. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Sire." I say, as there is a knock on his door.

"Come." Charles says. His door opens, and open of his personal guards is there with the servant girl behind him. "Let her in, and Do Not Disturb Me."

"Of course not, Your Majesty." He says stepping aside to let the girl in.

The girl walks into the room barely looking up from the floor. Charles stares at her in silence for a moment. "Do you have something to say to me?"

She barely glances up. "Sire, I am very sorry for insulting you. I never meant any insult. It's just that..." She says and she pauses.

"What! Spit it out." Charles says loudly.

"No man had ever been so rough, or spilled his seed in my mouth. It was a lot, and uncomfortable. I am sorry, Your Majesty. I never meant to insult you." She says crying.

"What I am hearing is you need more practice." Says Charles. The girl just looks at him with a blank stare. "Your King would be happy to help you practice tonight." He says stepping up to her. He grasps the neckline of her dress in each hand. "But you need to be naked." He says, as he rips her dress open. He rips it off past her shoulders and drops it. The girl shrieks in surprise but doesn't move. This leaves her topless for a moment, and then her dress, that was caught on her hips, falls to the floor leaving her naked.

She stands there shivering slightly, but not moving. "But first you must be whipped." Charles says.

"No please, Your Majesty. Please don't whip me. I am sorry. I will never let it happen again. I promise." She begs crying while he grabs her by her arm.

"We never learn from our mistakes, if we do not pay for them." Charles says as he grabs his sword belt, and pushes her face down on the bed. He whips her ass hard, and she screams each time the belt strikes her ass. He leaves five red stripes across her ass, and he stops. Her body is wracked in tears as she lays on the bed crying. Charles steps back, pulls off his shirt, and pushes his pants down. "Now get on your knees and try again or I will whip the skin off your ass."

She lets her body slide off the bed, and she lands on her knees still crying. She opens her mouth to suck the head of his cock into her mouth when Charles grabs a handful of her hair and pulls her head forward. She gags hard on his cock. This just seems to make Charles mad.

He picks her up by her hair. She screams in pain and surprise, as he pushes her onto his bed. He stands beside the bed, and grabs the wadded up napkin. "I bet you will thank me for this." He says as he opens the napkin and smears the fat inside of it onto his cock. He then grabs her legs, pulls her bum to the edge of the bed, and he shoves himself into her. She lets out a loud scream as he does. His hips bump against her bum, he pulls back and then pushes back into her hard. He continues to push in and out of her hard for a few minutes, and then he slows down a little. The longer he fucks her the softer her cries get. "There you go." He says with a big smile. "Look at how wet you are getting. I knew you would like you King fucking you."

The girl is a mix of emotions. It really hurt when he just shoved his cock inside of her. The pain has lessened the longer Charles fucks her, but she still feels so full, and she is getting so wet. She isn't sure if she peed or what happened. The King seems happy about it, so she doesn't think she peed. The boy she had sex with didn't last long enough for her to enjoy it. It was over a minute after it started. Suddenly Charles groans loudly as he shoves into her one last time. I realize he just shot his seed into her. The girl moans as Charles stops. He takes a deep breath and steps back from her. Her hips were off the bed and she drops to the floor.

Charles laughs and lays back on his bed with a big sigh. After a moment spent half curled up on the floor the girl gets and and moves towards her torn dress. "What do you think you are doing? Did I say I was done with you?" Charles says firmly.

"No, Sire. Sorry, Sire." She says softly, shivering slightly as she tries to hold her hands in front of her exposed body.

Charles moves to the middle of the bed, and spreads his legs. "Come lick your King clean." He says firmly.

The girl crawls onto his bed without ever looking into his eyes. She looks at the wet mess on his cock. It's a mix of the fat from the napkin, her wetness and his seed. She bends her head down and starts licking him clean. "Don't forget to clean your King's balls." Charles says with a smile in his voice.

"Of course, Sire." She says softly, and starts licking his balls clean. It takes her just a few minutes and she glances up at him briefly. "You are clean, Sire."

"Good." He says rolling off the side of the bed. "I have one last thing to do, and I want to watch your face. Get over here." He says pointing to the edge of the bed. I want you ass right on the edge.

She shuffles into place as instructed. She is very nervous. She is unsure what he wants to do, that he wants to watch her face. He reaches for the fat and rubs his cock right into it. He is now covered in it. He lifts her legs and smiles. "I am going to fuck your ass for the first time." Charles says, leering down at her.

"Sire, please." She gasps and then lets out a blood curdling scream.

Charles is instantly very mad. "You Dare Say No To Your KING?" He yells and slaps his hand down hard across her woman hood. The pain is so intense she can't help trying to close her legs. This makes Charles even madder. Her thighs are partially closed so he reaches around them and starts slapping each of her breasts repeatedly making her body rock back and forth. "NEVER CLOSE YOUR LEGS TO ME!" He roars

She is screaming and crying. "I am sorry, Sire." She manages to get out between screams and gasps of pain.

"OPEN YOUR LEGS!" He demands, and she spreads her legs. "NEVER CLOSE THEM TO ME AGAIN!" He says and slaps her again between her legs hard. Her legs jerk as he does, but she fights the urge to close them and screams again. "I'll teach you to close your legs." Charles says pushing her legs back and shoving his fat covered cock into her ass.

"OOOOOWWWW." She screams out and then screams every time he shoves into her ass. "OOOOWWWW. OOOOOOWWWW. OOOOWWWW."

"Let's see if I can't distract you." Charles says as he reaches down and starts rubbing her sensitive spot. Her face looks confused.

I reach out to her. She is definitely in pain as Charles fucks her ass, but Charles fingers are making her feel good too. She is confused how she can feel good with a cock up her ass. Her womanhood and breasts are still stinging from Charles slapping her, but his rough fingers are bringing her pleasure. She is so confused. She doesn't fight or offer any resistance. She doesn't want to get hit again, or maybe worse have him whip her with the belt he used earlier. She lays there with her arms at her sides. Her body bounces as Charles rams himself in and out of her.

She moans in discomfort with every stroke. "UUNNGH. UUNNGH. UUNNGH!

"Maybe you would like this instead." Charles says as he pulls his hand away from her, reaches down and pushes two fingers into her.

She cries out in obvious discomfort. "UUNNHHAA. UUNNHHAA. UUNNHHHAA."

Charles laughs. "You must feel like a stuffed pheasant." And the girl just continues to cry and moan. Charles pulls his hand out and slaps her very hard again. "ANSWER YOUR KING!"

Her whole body convulses and her legs close a bit. "YYEESSSSSS!" She screams in obvious pain.

"Oohh that's nice. You must like my cock in your ass. You are squeezing it so tight. Do you like when I slap you with my cock in your ass?" Charles asks.

The girl now has tears coming from her eyes. "Yes My King." She cries.

Charles starts slapping her hard as he fucks her ass. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP.

The girl has turned head face into the bedding as she cries and screams with the abuse. Then suddenly Charles starts shoving into her very hard, and groans as he shoots his seed in her ass. Charles stops and breathes heavily. "I might have to do this again. I am not sure if I like you tight cunt or ass better."

The girls sobs. "Yes, Sire."

Charles walks to the wash basin, and washes himself. He picks up her half torn dress and throws it at her. "I am done with you leave". He says.

She glances at the wash basin, but thinks better of it, as she stands up. Her legs are wobbly under her as she pulls her dress over her naked and bruised body. She holds the torn dress together in front of her and walks out of his room.

"Make sure she tells absolutely no one about tonight." He says to me. "For that matter, make sure my guard never speaks a word of Anything he sees or hears while guarding me."

"Yes, Your Majesty." I say, feeling bad. What has happened to Charles. He wasn't like this as a boy. He is so sadistic and just mean.