《His Filthy Consort》Chapter Three
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Prince Alaric had sent me out of his chambers without another glance at my body. No matter how much I begged, he hadn't even turned to look at me. I felt humbled.
At the moment, I was kneeling half-naked before his door, my breasts exposed for everyone to see. I wanted to cover myself up, but when I recalled how his eyes had blazed with desire as he had torn my robe, I felt my core throb as humiliation filled me. His dark eyes were callous, sharp, and seductive. It pierced through my soul, calling out the naughty desires I had cautiously hidden deep inside me.
"Why is she not covering herself? The Prince is currently love-sick. She probably thinks she can make him forget about Arielle." I heard someone mumble, but I pretended I didn't hear them.
"Out of all us that the madame brought for The Prince, I can't believe that she thinks she can be the next consort."
"Just shameless."
I rolled my eyes at their words. What was the point of covering up? I would wait as much as I can for Prince Alaric to open the door, and personally invite me in. I didn't believe that he would get rid of me this soon.
He had looked at me, stroked me through my panties, and even slapped my breasts until they were swollen and aching. I didn't believe he would easily resist my body.
The footsteps of the maid's mumbling got closer as they walked toward me, their voices had reduced as they passed by me, but I could see that they were now looking at my reddened breasts.
I chuckled inwardly when I felt their eyes on me. They must be surprised to see the hand imprints left by The Prince. I believed they were jealous that The Prince had at least touched me. Unlike them, who hadn't even had the chance to step into his chambers.
I was still reliving my edge over the 10 different girls I had been brought with when I heard two heavy footsteps rushing towards Prince Alaric's chambers. My eyes widened and I covered my chest subconsciously when I saw that they were the royal guards. I felt my body tremble in fright as they walked closer. They must have been sent by Madame.
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Had she found out that I was sent out by The Prince? What would I do? Would I be eaten to death?
I thought in despair, but when the royal guards got to the huge sliding door, one of them gave me a sneer before pushing me aside with his heavy boots.
"Just a whore." He snickered when his eyes settled on my nipple that was peeping out.
"Don't bother with her, let's go and tell Prince Alaric the good news." His subordinate pulled him away from me, and I moved several steps away to give them entrance.
As they entered, I rushed to look inside the chambers. I was able to see The Prince before the door could close. He was still standing where he was when he sent me out, but his back was turned to me, so I couldn't see if his dick was still hard.
I was still waiting outside, now covering my cheat with my hands as I waited before The Prince's door when it suddenly opened.
"Master..." I called out the instant I caught a glimpse of him.
"You are still here?" He looked shocked to see me, but I only raised my head at him and nodded.
"I can't leave, master. I have to pleasure you tonight." I chose my words correctly as I felt his eyes fall on my breasts. I didn't remove my hands from my chest because the two guards were behind him, and I didn't want him to have a ruined impression of me before I could have him lay with me.
He followed my gaze and he saw that I was looking behind him. His lips crooked in a smile, he said. "When I bring Arielle back, I will have them fuck you. You wouldn't refuse, would you?"
I can have any influential person I want, but I had refused all offers just to be his maid consort, and he had just thrown me to his men like that?
The guard that had called me a whore a few minutes ago licked his lips and pointed at his dick. I was waiting for this sense of humiliation that rushes through anything I feel shameful, but it was absent. I only felt anger.
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When Prince Alaric saw that I didn't reply, he scoffed and strolled away. I stared helplessly at his back with full knowledge of what will become of me when Madame finally found out that instead of pleasuring The Prince, I had managed to make him send him out of his chambers.
Wouldn't it have been simple if it was only that? Now, he had gone after his previous lover, who I heard the queen had banished because she couldn't get pregnant like the prior maid consorts before her.
I was still thinking about my fate when I saw Madame's robust figure walking towards me with three heavily-built royal guards behind her. My heart leaped in fear as I froze from shock.
"Madame, I-
"Seize her." She cut me off before I could finish the lie that had just progressed into my mind.
"Madame, you can't take me. The Prince asked me to stay here." I let out frantically as the guards rushed to grab me. I shifted backward with my hands covering my chest. "The Prince had his hand marks imprinted on my chest. He said if you see this that you won't take me away" I yelled out when one of the guards dragged me towards Madame.
She had a huge frown on her face upon hearing my words, but I only cared about if I was convincing or not.
Kneeling in front of madame, she swatted my hands away from my chest to expose my chest. When she saw the hand imprint, she gave the guards a sigh to back off.
I was about to sigh in relief when I heard her next words. "I heard you were sent out of his chambers. Even with hand imprints on you, you are still useless, Keisha." She blurted out with a sneer.
She was right. I would be useless to the Queen if I can't even make The Prince sleep with me for just a night. And just like the previous maid consorts, I will be beaten to death or sent away.
In the worst cases, I will be banished just like Arielle.
"The Prince wants me, Madame. He had touched me and slapped my breasts. He complimented me for being submissive to him." I had to put a few more lies into what I had noticed about The Prince. Hoping it would convince Madame.
"Then why are you outside kneeling in front of his chambers if he really finds you that attractive and submissive?" Madame raised an evil brow at me and I shuddered in fright. This old lady. How can she be so scary?
"Take her-
"He had somewhere to go." I cut Madame off again.
I knew The Prince must have secretly gone out to look for Arielle, and she might be the good news his royal guards came to tell him, but I had to disclose this to Madame to save my life.
"When he was about to have his way with me, two guards came. One of them had a mustache and he was tall as The Prince but he had a rectangle face, like-" I tried to use my hand to explain, and it seems that one of the guards with Madame identified him.
"Madame, that's Cory. He is Arielle's distant cousin." He told Madame with scorn on his face.
"Cory. That brat! How dare he bring back the dead." Madame's face was etched in frustration and I could see that Cory, or whatever the dumb ass, who had called me a whore name was, he wouldn't be getting out of this alive you. "You, go and report to the Queen that Prince Alaric had left the palace in pursuit of Arielle. Inform her that Cory had instigated it."
"And you," her eyes fell on me and she looked at me for a while before she continued. "Go back and have yourself clean up. The night is not over yet. " She ordered, and I quickly rushed back to the courtyard where we were all kept.
When I got to the large courtyards filled with the 10 maid consists that were brought along with me, I was shocked to see that some of them were already indulging in sexual actions with each other.
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