Thread: The 'Legend' of Zelda (SnowGlassRoses)

To have felt relief as he left the room, would have been quite foolishTo have felt anything but cold, heart wrenching fear upon seeing his overbearing figure leave the room without a word, would have predicted emanate death in her futureShe would have never survived these last two agonizing weeks on the brink of starvation, if she had been so foolish as if to believe for even a split second, that he planned on leaving her alone.. Yet her eyes wandered towards the open doorWatching the rats scurry out so freely, knowing that if she had moved but an inch, her body smite and bleeding, would be the next fresh meal for the verminHe was out there somewhere Testing her curiosity, or.The silence brought with it the deafening sound of her heart fluttering beneath her breast, the panging of her stomach, the loud throbs of her aching muscles..even her back cracked slightly from sleeping so stiffly upon the stone slate. She could not imagine what he was doing, what he was planning, and despite all she had seen, she could never contemplate what he was capable ofPerhaps for the best, for the sake of her sanity, the Princess mind could not sink to such depravity.. Suddenly, a pair of rusted shackles hurled through the room, with enough force to stir the air in the room to whip strands of pretty golden hair across Zeldas young face. Her eyes went wide, despite herselfShe felt her heart leap into her throat and her back press instinctively against the wall as the shackles clashed against the wall, then fell heavily to clatter upon the stone floor. Another pair of shackles came clanking after the first, followed by lengths of rope tossed sloppily, with more ease.He was getting closer. Zeldas eyes moved towards the door, passing the whip that topped the pile of restraints, no doubt placed with intentions to further enforce their usageThe light of the room seemed to blot out as the Gerudo once again filled the doorwayAll save for the shimmering whites of Zeldas crystalline eyes..They glowed, with hidden fear, yet greatly summoned defiance in spite of the objects laid out on the floor. His smile was more terrifying than any device of tortureDrawing in her lips as he spoke, Zelda narrowed those glittering orbs, staring at his features searchingly, though she should have been minding his feetFor in but a split moment after her eyes had set to study the curves of his lips, a sharp, near shattering pain engulfed her. What little food had met inside her stomach, now soared with burning desperation up her throat. Zelda cupped her hands over her mouth as she shrieked, biting down harshly upon her petal lips as she tried to swallow the sick he had summoned from her She was not listening to himShe couldnt focus upon anything but the pressure of his boot against her stomach. The harsh red shape, indented into the Princess lithe stomach, began to swell and bruise almost instantly. As she wiped away the bile that had managed to seep from her lips, she could feel his body covering herLost within his shadow, Zelda slowly gazed up towards the man literally hulking over her body..His breath, hot upon her naked fleshHis musk tinted with sweat and blood, affronting her senses to the point she could feel that bile bubbling inside of her again. His voice was now too close to ignore, despite the pain searing through her Torturous visions of the slain people of Hyrule flashed before the elven monarchs eyesFarmers cut down in their fields, sating the thirst of the earth with their bloodAll of the races that her ancestors had worked so diligently to alignShe could see them now..Gorons cast into the pits of their volcanic mountain, their bodies ashen and dissolving almost immediatelyThe pure waters of the Zora, turned red with bloodtheir lean bodies sinking to the bottoms of their rivers to be fed upon by the fish that they depended on Gone Gone There is one, though, that has given me some real annoyance..Your mother.. The curve of his tongue nearly caressed her ear, sending a fit of spasms in her body, reacting as if insects had just been spewed upon her flesh. He had touched her before, but not in such an..almost mockingly intimate fashion. Yet again the Princess thoughts were clouded out, fighting off the urges to scream at the top of her lungs and claw at herself in attempts to get the feeling of him off of herHe seized her ankles, his large hands could have easily snapped her legs like the bones of a small bird had he chose to..Yet he pulled her, dragged, with such a force that she had barely enough time to place her hands behind her head to lessen the impact of her skull against the stone. Light abrasions burned upon her back from being pulled..but the pain was nothing to compare with the humiliation of such a poseZelda was near-frozen in horror, as her legs were drawn up and spread widely by the licentious usurperSuch vulnerability was almost unbearable..and had the Goddesses not blessed her with such an ardent heart, it may very well have given out right thenHis intentions were painstakingly clearbut once more, she could never predict the extent of his depravity He did not gaze upon her with lust, savoring her disgrace whilst licking his jowls, preparing to rob her of her dignityInstead, he raised his boot to her again, smashing the toe against her most intimate folds, stirring such a beautifully distressing cry from the Princess, who could no longer suppress the painTears filled those lovely eyes, spilling silently as she once again bit down on her lip, only slightly muffling her scream as he once again pushed the toe of his boot between the curves of her thighsHer back arched, her fingers scraping at the stone as she writhed in agonyThe young girl turned her head aside as the wretched brute spit sarcastically about the condition of her mothers remainsShe closed her eyes tightly, her body convulsing slightly to catch her own breath as she fought off sobsDespite that she had already screameddespite that her tears were already pouring like sweet summer rain down her lily faceShe could not dignify him with more suffering.. She couldnt give innot yet As her body was quite easily folded up, and the man hulked over her once more like a beast ready to mount his mate or feast upon his prey, Zelda peered out from blurred eyes, her lips now pinkened with drawn blood, trembling as he pulled apart her mouth in order to spit near directly down her throat. Had she chosen to spew up in retaliationNo..she could not think of the consequences of such a thing..Instead, the young Princess stared up at her captor, feeling his body heavily lain against the curves of her bruised and aching figureShe had no choice but to swallow the salted mucusand as he pressed his lips against her own she whispered, You will be shown no mercy..in the end