Chapter 185: Breaking of dignity(18+)
Time passed.
How much, Soreya didn’t know. Hours, maybe. Or days. The collar distorted things—it was like being submerged in warm water that never let her surface. She remained in the frame, locked and bowed, arms numb, throat dry, pussy leaking a trail of Allen’s cum down the inside of her thighs that had cooled, then warmed again with each fresh humiliation.
They didn’t stop using her. Not in the traditional sense, no. Allen had said she was to remain untouched—by cock, by fingers—but that hadn’t meant spared. Fina returned with brushes. Paint. Ink. Runes. Words.
She dipped the brush into black ink and began to write across Soreya’s back, slow and measured.
"Crownless."
"Owned."
"Flesh to be filled."
Each time the brush touched her skin, Soreya tensed. But she didn’t flinch. Not anymore. Her mind floated, broken somewhere between exhaustion and ecstasy. Rinni sat nearby, chewing on dried fruit, giggling as she offered translations of the runes to the few onlookers still too curious to leave the throne room.
Allen watched from above.
He hadn’t touched her again since the first public claiming. He didn’t need to. His silence weighed more than his cock now. The absence of him, the knowledge of his control, settled deeper than any slap or thrust ever had.
Kael returned with reports—messengers from the other beastkin kingdoms were already reacting. Some with horror. Others with curiosity. But none dared challenge the man who had shattered a queen and mounted her soul like a trophy.
At dusk, Allen finally descended again.