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My Tortured Mate Chapter 11

knowing their mates would feel it, too. It was after all, how he kept his clan in line.

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chika brooke

Very ev!l King. How did Luis even become King. He is just a useless lump of flesh.

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My Not Yet Mate

My Tortured Mate Chapter 12 TRIGGER WARNING

Lonna

She gritted her teeth as she watched her little girl be forced to hold that cruel bastard’s hand as he walked at a brisk pace that had Lily struggling to keep up. She sighed and turned back to the castle with a determined mindset. If this was what she had to do to protect her, then she would. Lily would not survive at the castle. Not with the royal couple.

She walked briskly into the castle in search of Queen Martha. She found her alone in the dining hall enjoying French toast smothered in butter and syrup. She walked over to her and knelt in front of her.

“Queen Martha, King Luis told me to wait for him and that you would show me where.”

The queen rolled her eyes as she scarfed her food down quickly before getting up. “Come on, this way, omega,” she seethed.

Lonna followed behind her slowly, being in no hurry to get to where she knew a fresh new torture would be awaiting her. The queen led her down to the dungeons which made her anxiety rise drastically. She was taken to the furthest cell and she gasped when she stepped inside. There was nothing inside but a

chest and metal stocks. She swallowed hard when Queen Martha turned to her.

“Strip!,” she ordered.

Lonna slowly took her clothes off, trying to think of a way out of this and still be able to protect Lily

and Preston. Once fully nude, the queen opened the stocks and forced her to bow over it. She closed the

top of it around her neck, completely locking her into the contraption. Lonna eyed her as she went over

to the chest.

“Doesn’t it bother you that he sleeps with other females?,” she asked, trying to appeal to a side of the

other woman that she wasn’t entirely sure existed.

Queen Martha bared her teeth. “Of course, it bothers me!,” she snapped. “He is my mate.”

“So, why do you let him? Why don’t you fight back?”

“Because he is the king. He is the law. I have to do what he says.”

“No, you don’t. He is just as dependent on you as you are on-”

A metal whip was thrown against her back and she screamed out as the queen drew it back again threateningly.

“Shut up!,” she seethed. “We can’t all have loving mates like yours.‘

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My Tortured Mate Chapter 12 TRIGGER WARNING

She snapped the whip again and Lonna’s body flinched at the pain the strike caused. The queen walked around so that she could see her face. She pulled Lonna’s head up by her hair.

“Hear me and hear me good, slut, he will never stop. We are at his mercy and when he gets back he will show you just how much at his mercy we all are. If you want to protect your mate and that little orphan

of yours, I would hold my tongue.”

Lonna lowered her eyes, hating having to act submissive. “Yes, Your Majesty.”

She let her hair go and started to caress the whip tenderly. “Now, I am going to continue and you are

going to scream. He likes it when I get his prey warmed up for him.” She walked around her slowly, trailing her fingers over Lonna’s skin. “You certainly are such a beautiful treasure,” she murmured. “It’s

a shame you won’t be so pretty when we’re done.” She waved her hand around. “Down here, most

women don’t escape. And if they do, it’s barely.”

Lonna closed her eyes as the whip was raised again, It was brought rapidly down her so many times that

she lost count and hung limply in the stocks. The queen knelt beside her and forced her legs open.

“You are so beautiful,” she repeated as she started to rub on Lonna’s pussy.

She lowered her mouth to bite Lonna’s breast hard enough to draw blood. She pushed her entire hand

inside of Lonna, making her scream out. Preston reached for her through their link and surrounded her with himself, shielding her from most of the pain.

‘Stop! She’ll know you’re protecting me,‘ she begged him.

“Too bad. We are mates and I can’t stand to know you’re going through this. Let me help you.’

‘Preston, please.‘

‘We’re almost back, baby. Hang on.‘

The queen pulled her hand out to slap Lonna’s ass. “I can’t wait to see what he does to you. Maybe I’ll touch your mate while mine fucks you.” She smirked. Does he have a big dick?,” she asked enthusiastically.

Lonna looked away as the queen’s threat hung in the air. A tear trickled down her face from the knowledge that she was indeed at the king’s mercy. They all were. Her and her beloved Preston, but most of all Lily. She drew in a shaky breath as the king and her mate walked in with his eyes already lit up in fury. King Luis‘ face broke out into a huge grin.

“You’re looking even better now,” he told her as he walked over to slap her.

“Sire!”

He turned to glare at Preston. “What do you want?,” he hissed.