[F4M] Princess Lilliana submits to the Dark Emperor

(Throughout the whole script, you are scared. Range from timid to frightened to downright terrified. If you wish, you can also do a little girl voice)

*distant footsteps, the sound of the chains around your wrists as you approach*

Please, not so rough! You'll tear my dress! Where are you taking me?! *thrown to the ground* Oof! No need to - *terrified gasp* Oh gods, it's you. The Dark Emperor. The scourge of the kingdoms of the north. Sitting on your throne like some sort of giant. Please... please don't kill me, I... I wish an audience.

*Emperor speaks* What? You know who I am? *Emperor speaks* Yes sir. I mean, my lord. I am Princess Lilliana, of the kingdom of Valewood. Youngest daughter to King Eldritch the Wise. Our house is well known and respected, among our own lands and the rest of the north. At least, what is left of it.

(Emperor speaks) Of course I have heard of you. When I had reached my tenth year, you had conquered Harskin, and butchered your way through most of Wellingstone. I grew up hearing about your evil crusade. The rumours spread across our kingdom, through the cities and villages, and managed to creep their way into the castle wall. (Emperor speaks) I heard about you. The way you managed to not only your own kingdom back from the brink of destruction, but even turn the tide and claim all the southern lands as your own. They say you are a demon, wrought upon men for their misdeeds. The tales say you are massive, towering many heads above any other man. They tell of your body, battle-scarred from those few who have managed to pierce your body, thick and firm as the redwood trees that grow in our lands. They do not do you justice... *scared, voice beginning to be shaky* I have heard terrible stories from those few who have managed to survive. Stories about how you can cut through six men with one fell swoop. And the women... they say that the lucky ones are killed before you get your hands on them.

I want this to end, and therefore, I have come to bargain. (Emperor speaks) No, my father did not send me my lord. My most trusted handmaiden got me out of the castle in the dead of night, and then I paid smugglers to get me past the front lines. I kept my head down, and wore rags over this dress of mine, to make my way to your gate, where I was greeted... less than hospitably by your men.

But I digress. I wish to make a deal for you to spare my people and their lands from your onslaught. (Emperor speaks) I know that you could easily cut us all down. In fact it's no longer a matter of if, but when. But please my lord, I cannot take another day of bloodshed *beginning to cry* I cannot see my father's head on a pike, or my sisters and mother, face down in the mud as we are all ravaged to death.  By the gods, I beg of you, hear me! *recomposes herself* I ask that you please withdraw your men from our borders and cease any activity against us. Leave my lands and subjects alone. In return, the kingdom of Valewood will not impede your march. We will cut ties with the other northern realms, and will offer no aid against you. *holding back tears* I know what that means, but if it means my people will live out their lives in peace, then it is a sacrifice I am willing to make. *Emperor speaks* Valewood also has many resources, my lord. Our soil is fertile, our mines are rich, and wild game are plentiful within our woods. My father will gladly offer you tribute to sweeten the deal. *Emperor speaks* Oh, he does not know of what I offer, but my father is not known as the Wise for nothing. If you send these terms to him, he will accept. Especially ... with me here.

(Emperor speaks) That is the last thing that I offer. I will give myself to you in exchange for the safety of my people. If you accept, then... I will stay with you. I will be yours, and you can do with me as you please. I know I do not have the developed curves of my sisters, and that I am small, much smaller than you... (Emperor speaks) Yes, my lord. I have begun to bleed. I can sire you children. All you need to do... is grant my request.

My lord, what are you doing? Oh, oh gods, please, you do not need to approach me! My lord! *scared yelp* Gods... your hand on my face... it's so enormous. You could crush my head like a berry. (Emperor speaks) What?! You want to take me here?! But my lord... right in your throne room, in front of all of your guards? And surely, you would wish for me to clean the filth off of my face? *Emperor speaks* You... you still find me beautiful? *surprised, sheepish little giggle* Why... I didn't expect that. Especially not from you.

*sudden, sharp cry as you are forced to your knees*

Ouch! Please, my lord, not so violent! You'll break my knees! *softly begin to cry* I am not as large or resilient as yourself *stop crying with a sharp intake of breath, as you realize what he is doing* Oh gods, you're taking off your robes *Emperor speaks* Yes sir, I know what comes next. I may be a child to some, but I have heard... gossip. *Pause as Emperor reveals his torso* Gods, the muscle under that chest, in those arms. No wonder you fight with such ease. Oh no, please, don't undo your belt. My lord, I beg of you, don't - *sharp, deep gasp, a combination of wonder, shock, and terror*

I... by all the hells. *beginning to be scared again* I don't know what to say... *Emperor speaks* Yes, it is the first I have seen. I had heard stories from some of the serving girls at the castle, about the size of their lovers'... members. But this... it is larger than that of my father's prize stallion, and that is no small beast. *Emperor speaks* What?! Do what with it?! My lord, surely you jest! I cannot fit even that in my mouth! *Emperor speaks* You'll make me?! No, my lord, please!

*Muffled shriek as the tip of the Emperor's cock is forced into your mouth, making small sounds of protest as he makes small thrusting movements. Make it last as long as you like, with the protesting noises escalating in intensity, before he finally pulls out, with you coughing and gasping for air*

Gods... that hurt my entire face. *another gasp, scared* It's getting bigger?! My lord, please. I know I offered myself, but I cannot -

*suddenly the Emperor thrusts his cock into your mouth, forcing your jaw wide open, and begins to thrust. Make the gagging noises exaggerated, sort of like a "gluck gluck" sound. Remember, this thing is ridiculously thick, and he's not holding back, shoving it balls deep. Continue for as long as you like, improving some dialogue if you like, until he lets you breathe again, gasping for air again*

It's... it's like steel! I didn't know that would happen! *some more coughing noises* And your stones... they're hitting me really hard in the chin! It's like being pelted with apples. Gods... if my father knew *sudden shriek as the Emperor takes you and positions you doggystyle*

My lord! That really hurt, pushing my face against your cold floor. Why are you grabbing the hem of my dress?! *stifled gasp* My lord! That's... why are you exposing my like that?! *another gasp, maybe a ripping sound* Was that my undergarments? What are you - *final gasp as it hits you* No, my lord, please. I cannot. You cannot fit that inside of me, it's just too big! Oh gods, I'm about to taken like a dog! Please! No! *scream of pain as he shoves inside of you*

(From here, you should be in a lot of pain, with a significant amount of crying, probably pretty loud. Anything else to emphasize that he's fucking you deep, hard, and fast. Like noted before, this thing is huge, and it probably hurts. If you would like to include slapping flesh noises, which would be awesome, have them be as fast as you like, with a preference for really fast)

Gods, please, have mercy! I beg of you, slow down! You're hurting me! You're much too large for me! Oh gods, your guards are watching! Staring at me, as if I'm a common whore! Please, please, please! Stop this! Even your stones, they're hurting me when they hit! *Another shriek of pain* My lord! Don't do this! I wanted to prevent this from happening!

*improv for as long as you like, keeping up the painful aspect. If you'd like, perhaps you'd be building up to an orgasm, which you desperately want to deny, though it's happening no matter what*

My lord, what are you?! You, ah! You seem more desperate, and your grunts - Oh gods, wait! No, no, no! I have heard what it means! Please, my lord, not now! Not our first time! Not like this! AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!

*short improv until he cums, perhaps including your own orgasm. If you haven't already started sobbing, now is a good time*

*scared, slightly digusted* Oh... oh... I can feel it. That seed... it's overflowing onto my legs *gasp of pain as the Emperor pulls out of you in one motion* Ah! Gods, even when you cease, it hurts... *sniffle* Well... does this mean... you accept? You will leave my people alone?

*Emperor speaks* What?! You'll consider it?! MY lord, that was the deal! *Emperor speaks* I know you didn't agree to it, but you... took me! *Emperor speaks* What do you mean, take her to my chambers?! What are you doing?! Unhand me! My lord, tell your guards to stop! Please! *to the guards* Stop! I beg you! Please, no! Gods! Help me! Nooooo!