The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 173

“Let me make something clear, Princess. You do not get to threaten me. Not today. You can only ask the gods to keep me in a better mood on this day so I won’t strangle you after I take what I want from you, over and over again.” Finally, his hand released her abused plumpness and he stepped back.

Her eyes watered and she looked around fanatically for an escape. This can’t be happening! This can’t be!!

She has a sickening feeling in her gut about what ‘he wants from her’, bile rose on her throat. Over her dead body will she allow that!

“Money! I will give you money, just let me go!” She screamed at him. Her fear and will to escape this hellish fate overrode her sense of reasoning and she made a run for the door again.

Before Karandy could reach for her, a huge wave of dizziness found her first.

She cried out as the room tilted. She lost her balance but his repulsive hand caught her and lifted her off her feet.

“Let me go! Let me go now! HELP!!!!” She screamed again.

Karandy forced her down on the hay he made in the storeroom and came down on top of her aggressively. He wrapped his hand around her collared neck and squeezed tightly, cutting off her scream…and her breath.

She made choking sounds, trying to drag in breaths to her system. Karandy was already raving mad about her stubbornness.

He was truly tempted to beat her brutally and strangle her to death, not minding the Mistress instructions. But, he tried to get himself under control by taking deep breaths to calm his anger.

Taking sèxual pleasures from her body as much as he wants and anyhow he wants when she is too drugged, he could do. But sleeping with her dead body is not something he wants.

“Will you keep your mouth shut and do everything I want, or do you want me to strangle you to death!?” He snarled angrily, his hands tightening on her throat.

Danika’s lungs burned from lack of air, she couldn’t breath at all. Helpless tears wouldn’t stop flowing from her eyes down her ears, to the white piece of cloth he spread beneath her.

She nodded her head vigorously, thrashing under him in her effort to throw his hand off and take in oxygen into her lungs.

Finally, he loosened his hand and pulled back from her. She gasped in air in large quantity, all the fight knocked out of her.

Suddenly, she was feeling so tired of everything. Her throat hurts. Her inside burns. Her breast is aching badly.

“Useless cûnt. You think yourself all high and mighty?” He leaned closer, grabbing her jaw and forcing her to look at him, “The only thing I have ever wanted from you was your body. If you had allowed me to take you whenever I wanted then—if you had agreed to my offer then in the mines, none of this will be happening!”

“Please, let me go… I’m feeling so unwell and you’re hurting me.” she cried miserably, wanting to be everywhere but where she is at the moment. “I’m p-pregnant… You’re h-hurting me….”

“I know you’re carrying the King’s child, good luck on that one. You have a death wish, keeping an abomination like that thing in your belly.” He reached for her clothes.

She crawled back until her back hit the wall, scurrying out of his reach. “No! Please, don’t hurt my b-baby. Don’t hurt me… I’m s-sorry for everything I did, but please, don’t do this!”

He has wasted enough time. This woman has featured in every of his erotic fantasies and now he has a chance to live them.

Having her well away from people, behind closed doors and at his mercy has given him a hard, painful boner. Blazes, he can’t wait to explore her.

He wants to take her body while she screams and fights him—it turns him on so much—but he knows that he can’t risk it. The plan is to drug her senseless. And, they are so close to the palace.

He reached for the table behind his head and withdrew the pill that will make her very high for his cõck, he will be able to fûck her as long as he wants before the maid whom the Mistress will send, comes.

“Take this.” He extended it to her so casually.

Danika watched the small brown pill with terror. What is that pill…? Will it kill her…? Hurt her severely…?

Whatever it is must not be a good thing.

She shook her head vigorously, pressing herself to the wall.

Karandy hissed impatiently, and glared at her. “Listen to me, it’s either you take this all by yourself or I force it down your throat after I’ve beaten you within an inch of your life and strangled the breath out of you, you will have no choice than to take the pills.”

Her cheeks was wet from crying. Her eyes was feeling very dizzy and she was too tired.

“P-Please stop… I feel f-faint…” She cried truthfully.

“This pills will help you. Keep you energized and happy. I will make you very happy and you will only want so much more.” He enunciated smugly.

Her eyes skiddered to his pants which was distended by his engorged dìck.

Just the thought of his hands on her body repulsed her greatly not to mention that part of him. She will never be able to survive it if he rapes her body. She will fall apart. She will break beyond repair.

“No!” She began screaming on top of her lungs. “Somebody help me! Some—“

He grabbed hold of her hair and yanked her towards him, cutting off her breath. He covered her mouth with his and kissed her brutally, shutting her up.

Danika fought him and nausea with everything she could. She struggled against him, but her strength was no match for him.

He pulled back.

She opened her mouth to scream again.

He forced the pills down her throat, and grabbed hold of her neck in that instance so she wouldn’t throw it up.

It’s either she swallows or it chokes her to death.

Danika closed her eyes in defeat and helplessness, and swallowed.

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