ARRANGED MARRIAGE

BY LOVE 2 FORCE

Warning: This story contains non-consensual sexual acts involving an adult male and a preteen girl. If you don’t like it, go away. If you do, then enjoy. Oh, and if you’re under 18, go visit Disney.com.

Note: This story takes place in a time long ago.

This is a work of fiction. It is meant for entertainment only. The author does not condone sexual relationships of any nature with underage girls or child abuse of any kind.

Nobody liked Prince Marcus, which was why he was still unmarried at the age of 21. Normally, he would have been married at 18 in an arranged marriage, but King Lucas couldn’t find anyone willing to give their daughter to his son. It wasn’t that he was ugly, as he was actually a very handsome man. The reason was because he was quite mean, some would even say evil. He loved causing pain and misery to the townsfolk, and seemed to go out of his way to do so. It was so bad that, whenever he walked down the roads, everyone cleared the streets. Finally, however, a chance came to the king’s attention two years after the start of a war with a neighboring kingdom. King Lucas’s army was winning, and he had received a message from King Roland stating that, to stop the war, he was willing to give his daughter, Princess Amelia, to Prince Marcus to be his wife. King Lucas immediately agreed and a truce was called until they could meet.

When they finally did meet three nights later, King Lucas and Prince Marcus were introduced to the daughter of King Roland, but Lucas was furious. Princess Amelia was only 11 years old, way too young to be married. However, King Roland was desperate to stop the bloodshed, and Prince Marcus seemed to instantly take a liking to the little princess. Lucas could understand why. She was a beautiful girl, with long wavy brown hair do to the middle of her back and a slender body. So, after much thought, King Lucas agreed to the marriage, which they set to take place a week later, and he secretly felt sorry for the little girl.

Princess Amelia didn’t want to marry this man, who she knew was mean and cruel, but she also knew she had no choice. They were married a week later, and there was immediately peace, at least, between the two kingdoms, ending a war that had lasted almost two years. Inside Prince Marcus’s bedchambers, however, it was an entirely different story, for it was now time to consummate his marriage to the young Princess Amelia. Amelia was visibly scared, her slender body trembling, as Marcus removed all his clothing and told her to do the same.

Amelia pleaded, “Please, Prince Marcus. I…I’m not ready for consummation, yet.” She knew what was about to happen and that it would be hard on her young body, but she had no idea how hard. Marcus walked up to her and tenderly put his hand on the back of her head, as if he was going to kiss her, then grabbed her hair and pulled down hard, forcing her head to tilt back and making the little princess cry out.

“You belong to me now, my little bride.” Marcus said. Still holding her hair, he grabbed the front of her beautiful bridal dress and pulled down hard, ripping the front of it off. Then, he released her and pushed her back as he said, “Take that fucking dress off, bitch!”

Princess Amelia obeyed, quickly stripping down to the slip she wore underneath, but her new husband yelled for her to remove that, as well. She did, leaving herself naked and exposed before the prince, and he enjoyed the site of her trembling body.

“I’m gonna enjoy hurting that little body, Amelia.” Marcus said, grinning wickedly at his preteen bride. “But, first, I need to teach you to obey me the first time.” He pulled her wrists in front of her and tied them together with a length of rope, then put the rope through a hook in the ceiling. He pulled as he backed away from the crying little girl, forcing her body up so that just the tips of her toes were touching the floor, then tied the rope to a bar on the wall. He grabbed his riding crop off his dresser and smacked it into his hand as he circled the girl, seeing the fear in her eyes. Amelia screamed, “OW!” as he brought the riding crop down against her belly, leaving a red line across her skin. He continued walking around her, then made her cry out again as he brought the riding crop across her buttocks, leaving another red line. He continued circling her and whipping her with the crop as she screamed loudly, and he knew the entire castle could hear it, but didn’t care. He was enjoying it too much. The 11 year old princess screamed and cried, begging Prince Marcus to stop as she felt the riding crop his her across her chest, leaving marks on her small, budding tits. Marcus sneered, “This outta teach you to do as your husband commands, bitch!”, then smacked the leather crop across her back several times, her beautiful, wavy brown hair flowing around her head as she shot her head back and cried out in pain, then hung it forward. Within minutes, her back was covered with red lines where the crop had hit. He moved lower, whipping her across her ass and thighs, enjoying the sound of the crop smacking her smooth young skin. Amelia continued to scream and cry as he moved in front of her and whipped her stomach and thighs more, then screamed, “AHHHH!” as he lowered his arm, then raised it, bringing the riding crop up to smack her tiny pussy. After two more hits, he noticed she wasn’t screaming anymore, so he looked up and saw that she had passed out.

“I guess you learned your lesson, princess.” he said to no one as he put the crop down. “All this whipping has made me hungry.” he said next, again to no one, then slipped into his robe and left his bedchambers, leaving his little girl bride hanging from the ceiling.

About a half hour later, Prince Marcus’ belly was full and he was ready for more fun with his new bride. As he walked to his bedchambers, none of the guards looked him in the eye, each feeling sorry for the little girl he had married. He opened the door and saw that she was still unconscious, but he was ready for more, so she had to be, too.

He began slapping her face to wake her up, noticing that the red lines he had created with his riding crop had faded, now merely a slightly darker pink against her pink skin. After a moment, Princess Amelia woke up and Marcus untied her wrists, then said, “Now, little princess, it’s time for you to learn to please your husband. Get down to your knees.”

Amelia obeyed, slowly dropping down to kneel before him. She saw his cock up close for the first time, and it scared her, as it looked huge to her. It was long and fat, and she knew it, and he, was going to hurt her terribly before the night was through.

“Now, open your mouth, Amelia.” Marcus commanded. The princess tried to be defiant, keeping her mouth tightly closed, but he put his hand on the back of her head and pinched her nose shut. Within moments, she opened her mouth to breath and he shoved his cock deep inside. The little girl struggled as it choked her, her lips stretching around it, and he grabbed the sides of her head and said, “Stop fighting, you little bitch, or you’ll get strung up and whipped again.”

Amelia stopped struggling as Marcus forced her head back and forth, pushing his cock towards the back of her throat, and make her take almost all of it into her mouth. He forced her to suck his cock hard and deep for a few minutes, then released her head as he said, “Do it! Just like that, or I’ll whip you until you bleed.”

The 11 year old girl knew she had no choice, so she began sliding her lips along his cock, going as deep as he forced her to go before, almost choking herself. She looked up at him with her big brown eyes, but saw that his eyes were filled with evil. She knew that he was going to hurt her worse than she had ever been hurt before and, because of her father, she had no choice but to endure whatever Marcus did to her.

“Oh, yeah. That’s it, my little whore princess. Suck your husband’s cock so you can taste his seed.” Marcus moaned as Amelia sucked on his long, fat cock. Her lips hurt from being stretched around it and her tears streaked down her cheeks, but she continued doing as her husband commanded, knowing the whipping she would receive for disobeying him would be worse than this.

Mark pulled her wavy hair behind her head so he could see better as he watched her pretty red lips slide along his cock. “Use your tongue.”

He commanded. “I want to feel you licking it as it slides in your mouth.” He felt her obey, her tongue sliding around the thick shaft as she continued sucking it. Mark had always wanted a little girl to use, and now he had this beautiful 11 year old princess, and it was everything he imagined it would be.

He felt his balls begin to stir and knew he was about to cum, so he grabbed the pretty brunette’s face and held her still, then began thrusting his hips back and forth. He fucked Amelia’s face hard and deep, feeling his cock push towards the back of her throat, then held it deep inside as he felt his cock explode. His cum shot against the back of her throat and forced it’s way down to her stomach as he held there, forcing her to take it all.

When it finally stopped, he slowly slid his cock out of her mouth and Amelia immediately began coughing and spitting, but there was nothing to spit. The cum had been released straight into her throat, so her body reflexively swallowed it all.

Without saying a word, he grabbed her hair and pulled her to her feet, then punched her square in the stomach as he said, “You wanna cough, now you have a reason, whore!”

Amelia fell back to her knees and coughed more, then looked up at him with her innocent brown eyes, only to feel the back of his hand across her cheek as he slapped her hard, forcing her to lay on the floor. He pushed his foot against her side, forcing her to roll over so her back was to him, then kicked her in the lower back, hearing her cry out as she reached for her back. Then, he pulled her to her feet by her hair again and pushed her against the wall, hearing the sound of her back hit the wall.

He quickly walked up to her and held her to the wall by her throat, then lowered his head to her small tits and listened to her cry out as he bit one of her puffy nipples. He switched on and off between biting and licking each one, making her cry out in pain, as they began to poke out towards him.

“I see you like being treated this way, princess.” he sneered, still holding her throat. He gripped her throat tighter and pulled her away from the wall as she grabbed at his wrist, trying to release his grip as he choked her. He threw her towards the bed and watched her land on it awkwardly, her legs hanging off the side. Before she could react, he was kneeling between her legs and lifting them up, holding them at an angle that put her thighs level with his head.

“Let’s see how you like this, then.” he said as he put his head between her legs, turned sideways, and bit her inner thigh hard, leaving red teeth marks in her pink skin as she screamed loudly. He bit her other thigh, leaving marks and making her scream again, then pushed her knees towards her chest, making her pussy point towards the sky.

Amelia cried, “Please, please, sir! Stop…stop hurting me! I beg you!” Marcus released one of her legs for a moment and slapped her hard across her bare pussy, making her cry out, as he said, “By the time I’m done with you, my little bride, you’ll be begging me TO hurt you!” He held her thighs tightly, her knees against her chest, and clamped his mouth around her entire pussy, sucking deeply. Amelia struggled, but stopped when he gripped her thighs tighter, digging his fingers into her. He began sloppily licking her pubic area all over, covering the puffy lips with his saliva, as Amelia cried.

“Hold you legs just like this, whore.” He said. Amelia’s hands replaced his and she kept her legs pressed up against her body as his fingers began probing her tiny pussy. He licked up and down from the top of her pussy down to her pink rosebud, trying to push his tongue into her ass, as Amelia just laid there and cried. After a few minutes of trying that, he stopped and put the palms of his hands on her, between her pussy lips and legs. Amelia grunted as Marcus used his thumbs to force her lips open, then slid up to move her hood away from her clit. Her body shuddered as he took her clit in his mouth, sucking on it and licking it.

Amelia cried out, “OW! Oh, God, please stop!” as Marcus’ teeth gripped her tiny clit. He gnashed it with his teeth for a bit as he licked what was inside his mouth. He enjoyed torturing this little 11 year old girl, knowing she was helpless to stop him, but it was now time to make his bride a woman.

“Lay on the bed properly, and spread those lovely legs for your dear husband, Amelia.” Marcus said, actually sounding nice. Amelia obeyed, sliding along the bed until her head was on the pillows and spread her legs apart for him. Apparently, it wasn’t enough as he said, “Wider.”

She widened her legs, but still he wanted more. She went a bit more, spreading her legs farther, and Marcus climbed up onto the bed and slid so he was sitting between them.

He slapped her pussy hard, making her cry out, as he said, “Wider, you little bitch!” Then, without giving her a chance to do it herself, he gripped her thighs and pushed them far apart, almost further than they were meant to go. Amelia felt like her legs were going to come right out of her hips, and said, “Now, leave them just like that. You close them, and I will beat you unconscious.”

She obeyed, leaving her legs as far apart as she could, as he laid down on top of her. She grew more scared as she felt the head of his big cock slide between her puffy lips and press against the tight opening of her virgin maidenhead. He stopped, grabbed her wrists, and pushed them onto the bed, then said, “Grab the headboard in your hands and keep them there.” She obeyed, gripping the bars of the headboard, as Marcus began pushing his cock against her tight pussy. After what seemed like an eternity, Marcus finally pushed the head of his cock into her pussy, stretching the tiny opening wide and making her cry out and grip the headboard’s bars tighter. Slowly, he pushed his cock into her a little at a time, seeing her knuckles turn white from gripping the headboard so tightly, then felt his prize. Her hymen blocked his path into her womb, so he drew back and prepared to take it away.

Amelia screamed, “AHHHH! Oh, God, it hurts! You…you’re ripping me! Please, ouch! Take it out!” as Marcus rammed his cock deep inside the 11 year old princess’ tight pussy, feeling her hymen tear from his force at the same time he felt her tiny pussy tear from his size. He felt her pussy bleeding, but didn’t care as he began pounding into and out of her little body, fucking his new bride hard and deep as she screamed and cried. Her entire hands were white from the grip she had on the headboard and he saw the pain and tears on her face and loved it. He twisted his back so his upper body was facing sideways, then out one hand to her chest and began squeezing and pinching and twisting her small tits. This made her cry out more and he loved it, so he added twisting her puffy nipples to make her cry louder. Amelia screamed as she was brutally fucked, her bleeding pussy stretched past it’s limit by her husband’s large cock. The preteen princess hated his man she was forced to call husband, but she hated her father more at this point, as he knew of Marcus’ reputation and still allowed her to be abused by him.

Marcus, on the other hand, wanted to thank King Roland for giving him such a fine girl to hurt. He pounded his hips into her harder, hearing his skin slapping against hers, as he fucked her hard and deep, feeling his cock push into her cervix, which made her scream louder.

Amelia stopped begging him to stop, but was still screaming and crying, and he hoped that wouldn’t stop, for he loved the sound of it. He craned his neck so his lips could reach one of her small tits, then took it into his mouth and began sucking on it hard, tugging on the skin and stretching it. She let out a loud squeal as he bit her nipple and pulled on it with his teeth, stretching the puffy skin of her areola away from her tit.

Marcus took his mouth off her chest and sat up between her legs, pushing her thighs apart hard as he gave her a mean look, silently warning her against closing them. He held her hips and began pounding into her, watching her small tits jiggle slightly as her pussy was viciously thrust into. He felt Amelia’s pussy bleeding around his cock as it seemed to tear more with each thrust of his big cock, and he silently hoped he wasn’t ruining her for future fucking, as he planned to abuse her like this for years to come.

He felt his balls begin to stir again, so he released her hips and put both hands around her slender neck. Amelia gasped as Marcus tightened his grip on her throat, choking her as he pushed his hips back and forth, thrusting his cock into her stretched pussy. At the last second, he released her throat, grabbed her hips, and pulled her pussy towards him as he pushed his cock into her, the head tearing into her cervix as Amelia hoarsely screamed, “AHHH HOO HOO HOOOOO!” and Marcus felt his cum shoot violently into her belly.

He slowly pulled his cock out of the little girl’s pussy and it was still hard and ready for more, so he decided it was time to enter her last hole. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled up hard, forcing her up off the bed and making her stand next to it, then threw her towards the desk.

Amelia hit the desk with her midsection and bent over it from the force of the throw and Marcus yelled, “Put your hands on it and hold yourself up, princess whore!” Amelia obeyed, putting her palms flat on the desk, making her lean over the desk instead of bending over it. Marcus came up behind her, leaned down close to her, and whispered in her ear, “I’m gonna shove my cock into your cute little rear and, if you move, I’ll string you up for more whipping.”

Her long, wavy brown hair fell at the sides of her face as she cried, her tears splashing onto the desk. He slapped her buttocks hard a few times, then gripped them and pulled them apart, getting a good view of her tiny rosebud before leaning forward and whispering in her ear, “Gonna tear this one more than your pussy, it’s so small. I hope it hurts!”

Amelia braced herself, but still screamed as Marcus forced the head of his cock into her tiny rosebud. He watched it stretch and tear, blood streaking down her leg, making Amelia cry so hard, Marcus knew the entire castle, maybe the entire kingdom, had heard. “Let them hear,” he thought to himself. “I want to make her scream so loud, her father hears her in his own kingdom.” With that thought, he thrust his cock deep into her ass in one push, making her scream louder than ever as her pretty rear was violated.

“Keep those hips still.” he commanded as he felt her body move forward. He fucked her tight ass hard, tearing it more and adding to the blood streaking down her leg, as he reached under her and roughly squeezed her budding tits. The small mounds of flesh molded in his hands as her rosebud seemed to grip his cock in a vise. He knew he wasn’t going to last long, so he decided to make it worth it.

He pulled all of her beautiful brown hair together behind her back and yanked back hard, forcing her head to tilt back as she cried out, “OW!” He listened to her cry and sniffle and scream as he raped her pretty ass, holding her hair tightly to keep her head tilted back and tugging ever few seconds to make her cry out. Blood was streaking down both legs now as her tiny rosebud tore further from the pounding of his large cock and he began slapping her round buttocks hard, making them turn a darker pink. After a few minutes of this, he released her hair, but grabbed his riding crop off the dresser again.

“WHACK!” He brought the riding crop down on her smooth back, making her throw her head back and scream as a new red line was created.

“WHACK! WHACK!” He brought the leather crop down two more times on her back, waiting until her head hung down again to give the next hit, loving watching her head whip up and her long, wavy hair fly all around her head when she screamed. “WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!” He whipped her twice across the shoulders and once across her lower back as he fucked her tight ass harder and deeper. He could feel it push past the canal of her ass and into her body as she screamed so loud he swore the windows rattled.

“That’s right, you damned whore! Scream for me! Scream for your master!” Marcus yelled as he slapped his hips against hers and hit her twice more across the back with the riding crop. Just as he figured, he wasn’t going to last long, as he felt his balls begin to stir. He dropped the leather crop onto the desk and reached up to put both hands around her neck, then squeezed tightly. Prince Marcus choking Princess Amelia caused her to panic, which caused her body to tighten up, including her ass, which was gripping him tighter as he continued pushing past the canal and up into her body. He gripped her throat so tight he felt her skin puffing up between his fingers and heard her gasping for air as he used his grip on her neck to push her body towards him with each thrust, pushing his cock further into her body. Drips of blood were falling off her thighs and onto his feet as he violated his preteen wife, and he loved every drop. Finally, he rammed his cock into her and tightened his grip, releasing his cum into her body and flooding her ass canal with his seed. A second later, he felt her body go limp in his grip, so he released her and pulled out, watching her slump to the floor in a heap.

He bent down and checked for a pulse, thinking what a shame it would be if he broke his toy already. To his joy, she still had a pulse. She had simply passed out from the combination of lack of air and the pain of having her ass raped.

As if on cue, he heard a knock on the door and one of the servants say, “Dinner is prepared, Master Marcus.” Good timing, for he was starving. He slid his robe on and left his wife crumpled on the floor, then went to feast, posting a guard at his door to ensure she stayed there.

About an hour later, Marcus returned to his bedchamber, eager to continue his “honeymoon”, and found Princess Amelia still crumpled on the floor, her eyes slowly opening. He gave her a hard kick to the belly as he said, “Wake up, you worthless whore!” The kick made her eyes snap open and he grabbed her hair and pushed her onto the bed, quickly sliding up next to her.

“So, are you enjoying our marriage so far, Princess?” He said, then laughed.

“Please, sir, I beg of you. Don’t hurt me anymore.” Amelia begged.

“I…I will do whatever you wish, but I cannot take much more of your beatings.”

Marcus replied, “Hmm, perhaps I should stop. At least, for now. That was a close call before. Wouldn’t wanna end our marriage so soon.

After all, I plan on doing this to you daily for many years.” Hearing this made the beautiful little 11 year old cry more as Marcus said, “But, I am a fair man. If you prove you can please me, I shall stop punishing your young body. For today, at least.”

Hoping to save herself more pain, and figuring the worst is behind her now, she looked at him with hope in her big brown eyes as she asked, “What…what can I do to please you, sir? Tell me, and I shall.”

Marcus grabbed the back of her head and said, “Call me master in our bedchamber, whore! Now, make my cock ready for your pussy again, wife! Kneel and bend over between my legs and take it in your mouth, the way I taught you, until I say to stop.”

“Y…yes, master.” Amelia said, then slid around the bed until she was kneeling between his legs. She bent down, putting her elbows and forearms on the bed, and took her husband’s cock into her hand. Marcus watched as she began stroking her hand up and down, then gave her a look, which she immediately understood, putting his cock between her lips and into her mouth. Her pretty red lips stretched around his fat cock as she slid them down the shaft, almost touching her nose to his belly, and he felt her tongue sliding along it inside her mouth. He was pleased with how well Amelia had learned and she looked up at him as if to wonder if she was doing it right, but he said nothing, wanting to make her worry.

He felt his cock hardening and growing in his preteen wife’s mouth and she sucked on it like a good little whore and he just laid back and watched. After about ten minutes, he decided it was time for her pussy, so he said, “Now, impale your pussy onto my cock, Princess. Kneel over it and lower yourself onto me.”

Amelia obeyed, kneeling over his cock and lowering herself as she guided it into her body. She only went about halfway down, however, so he grabbed her hips and pulled down hard, making her scream, “AHHHH!” as his cock hit the end of her love canal. “All the way down, whore, every time, and beg me my seed!”

Amelia cried and said, “Y…yes, master. Please, put y…your seed in…into my belly!” as she lifted and lowered her body, fucking her husband hard and deep. As she rode Marcus’ cock, he reached up and began squeezing and twisting her small tits and puffy nipples, making her cry out but not stopping her from obeying her husband. Marcus had to admit, to himself anyway, that he was proud of his little girl wife.

It seemed she learned how to please him quite well. He knew this wasn’t going to last long, as he had spilled much of his seed today, but there would be time to do this at length later.

For the moment, he simply enjoyed his 11 year old princess wife. The feel of her tight pussy stretched around his fat cock as she allowed him into her body. The feel of her soft chest flesh molding and twisting in his hands. The fell of her canal walls hugging his cock as if begging to be fucked. He realized Amelia was silent, simply crying as she fucked him, so he slapped her across the face, almost making her fall off his cock, as he yelled, “You better keep telling me you love it and begging for more, bitch! Beg for my cock AND my seed in your belly, you little whore!”

“Y…yes, master, I…I want it! Give me y…your cock a…and your…seed!

I…ow!…I want it…ah!…deep in my…uhn!…belly! Please, m…master, allow me to…uhn!…to take your s…seed!” Amelia said, her voice shaky from her sobbing, as she continued sliding her body up and down his cock. He decided she wasn’t doing a good enough job, so he pulled her body to him and slid off the bed.

He walked over to the dresser and set her ass down on it, making her sit with her legs off the front, pulled her ass to the edge, and began pounding into her pussy as he yelled, “Beg for it, you worthless bitch! Scream for my cock and beg me to fuck with it! Beg me to put my seed in your belly! Make me believe it, or I’ll choke the life out of you while I fuck you!” He gripped her throat and squeezed for a moment to accentuate his point as he fucked her hard and deep, pounding her so hard the dresser leaned back and hit the wall, then the legs hit the floor.

“M…master, please! I…ow!…I want your…uhn!…your cock!

F…fu…fuck….me….with it! P…plant your…AH!…your s…seed…ouch!…deep I…in my….my…mAAAIIIIEEEE!” Her scream was changed by the combination of him biting one of her puffy nipples and pushing his cock head into her cervix as he tightened his grip on her throat.

“You’re no good at begging. Try again. Don’t make me punish you!”

Marcus said as he continued to brutally rape his young wife, feeling her pussy tear more from the force of his thrusts, the blood drops splashing on the edge of the dresser.

“I…I’m sorry, master!” Amelia said hoarsely, trying not to show her pain. “P…please, fuck me with your…uh!…cock deep in my…uh!…belly! Put your…uh!…seed in…uh!…my belly! Please, uh, master, I, uh, I want it!” Hearing the 11 year old princess beg for him to cum was too much. He released her throat, leaned in, and bit the side of her neck hard, leaving marks, as he pulled her hips towards him and his towards her. His cock pushed into her cervix, making her cry out, as he shot his cum deep into her belly. He kept his teeth clamped onto the side of her neck until his cum had stopped entering her, then finally released and slowly drew his cock out of her pussy.

Deciding he was done with her for the night, he pulled her off the dresser and threw her onto the bed, then put his bedclothes on. He gave her nothing to wear, forcing her to remain naked, and forced her to share his bed.

Princess Amelia suffered like this almost daily at the hands of Prince Marcus for over four years, during which time he became king. After giving birth to a daughter, Amelia was cast to the dungeons as punishment for not producing an heir, then Marcus went in search of another kingdom with a young princess. After finding one, he started a war with them for no reason but to wait for the king to offer his preteen daughter as Marcus’ bride, which didn’t take very long. After 5 years, this one finally gave him a male heir, and he threw her in the dungeon just because he could. Not wanting to marry again, he did the unthinkable and began torturing his own princess the way he did to her mother 8 years ago.