Enslaved by the Alpha King

You are Mine

Destiny

I held the dress in my hands, and a wave of disgust and anger washed over me. The dress is a symbol of the objectification and degradation they intended for me.

It's a deep red color, and the fabric is sheer and lightweight, like a piece of tissue paper, so thin you can almost see through it.

I knew without doubt that this was not a dress fit for any lady. Alpha Aldric must've hand-picked this so he could gawk at my body all he wanted.

Disgusting.

I put the dress on and stared at myself in the mirror. To my sister, I was complaining about how I didn't look good enough for anyone to like me, and now here I was, feeling even more disgusted at myself as I dressed like a w***e.

I took a deep breath and reminded myself that this wasn't me. This was the role I had to play to survive this ordeal. To survive Alpha Aldric.

Alpha Aldric would pay for what he did to our family. Every time I thought of my parents, tears threatened to spill from my eyes. I knew they would have never wanted this for me, but what choice did I have? I had to do what was necessary to survive.

I finished getting dressed and took one last look in the mirror. The dress fit my curves perfectly, but it didn't feel right. I imagined the look on Alpha Aldric's face when he saw me, and that filled my heart with dread.

What if he decided not to wait?

Someone was knocking on my door, so I pried my eyes away from the mirror. "Who is it?" I called out meekly.

"It's Delora. Alpha Aldric sent me to fetch you for dinner," a woman said from the other side of the door.

I tentatively opened the door and was greeted by Delora. She must be one of the Alpha's many servants. She led me down the hallway and into the grand dining room, where Alpha Aldric was waiting for me.

He was sitting at the head of the table with a glass of red wine in his hand, studying me as I walked towards him.

"It's about time you got here," he said gruffly as I approached him.

I could feel his eyes crawling all over my body, and I had to resist the urge to cover myself up with my arms. His eyes were dark with lust, and he looked pleased with how I looked.

"Sit down at the end of the table so I can look at you," he ordered.

I did as he said and sat down at the end of the table, feeling exposed and vulnerable. I tried to ignore his piercing gaze as I glanced around the room. It was lavishly decorated, with gold chandeliers and plush velvet curtains. But it all felt so wrong.

As we ate our meal, the Alpha continued to stare at me. It was unnerving, to say the least. The way he looked at me made me feel like a piece of meat being inspected before being devoured.

"I see you received your new dress," he said suddenly, breaking the silence.

I nodded slowly, feeling a lump form in my throat. I knew what he wanted from me, and the thought made my skin crawl.

"It looks exquisite on you," he continued, his voice deepening with each passing word. "How do you like it?"

"It...it's too...," I choke a bit.

"It's too what?" he growled.

"It's a bit too revealing," I manage to let out.

The Alpha let out a low chuckle, causing shivers to run down my spine. "A bit revealing, huh? Well, little bird. You have a body worth showing off," he said, his eyes tracing the curve of my breasts.

I swallowed hard and tried to focus on my food. I couldn't believe this was happening. How did I end up in this situation?

"You know why you're here," the Alpha said suddenly, interrupting my thoughts.

I nodded, feeling like a prisoner being interrogated. "Yes, Alpha," I said quietly, keeping my eyes downcast.

"So you know what is expected of you," he continued, taking a sip of his wine.

I nodded again, feeling sick to my stomach. All I wanted to do was curl up in a ball and disappear.

"Good," he said, his eyes flashing with something that looked like hunger. "So you shouldn't be surprised. I wanted to dress you like the w***e you are."

I jumped to my feet at his insulting words. How could he say that? I glared at him as he commanded me.

"What are you doing? Sit down," he snapped.

"No!" I spat back defiantly.

The Alpha's eyes flashed with anger. "Are you questioning my authority?" he said, sounding dangerously calm.

"I am not a w***e," I said defiantly, folding my arms across my chest. I knew I was pushing it, but I didn't care. There was no way I was willing to submit to such an asshole.

There was a beat of silence as the Alpha stared hard at me. I tried to hold his gaze, but I couldn't. I looked away, knowing it would only provoke him further.

"Very well," he sneered. "Since you won't obey, you must be punished."

As he spoke, he got up and began walking towards me. My first instinct was to run, but I knew it was useless. If I wanted to escape, I would have to do it with my mind, not my body.

"Punished?" I said coldly, trying to buy time. "What are you going to do to me?"

"I'm going to teach you a lesson," he replied in a low voice. "You belong to me, and you will dress how I want you to be, and you will be who I want you to be."

He was close enough that I could feel his hot breath on my neck. I turned back and met his eyes, knowing that it was the end.

I dropped my eyes to the floor in surrender, determined to retain my dignity if nothing else.

"I'm going to punish you right here," he said, his fingers sliding up my thighs. "In this chair."

I gasped in surprise as his hand slipped higher and higher under my dress. I could feel his touch burning into my skin as my heart pounded in my chest. Shockingly, his touch aroused me, and it only got worse as he jerked my panties down.

"No," I gasped. "You said you will wait until I am eighteen!"

"And I intend to keep my word. Now turn around and bend over on that chair," he said.

My mind went blank as I did as he said, feeling his gaze burning into my exposed skin. I could hardly move; I felt frozen in place, waiting for something to happen.

And then it happened. He smacked me hard on the bottom with his hand, and the shock of the impact coursed through my body like a jolt of electricity. My eyes widened in surprise at the sudden pain, and then, just as quickly it was gone again, replaced by an overwhelming sensation of pleasure that seemed to wash over me like a wave.

This was wrong, wasn't it? I am not supposed to like this.

Alpha Aldric spanked me harder now. Each smack landed with an intensity that made my toes curl. It felt good in an unexpected way, each strike sending another shockwave of pleasure through my body until I felt like a carnival ride full of thrills and chills. Every time his hand came down against my skin, I yelped with delight and wriggled beneath him as if trying to get away from the pleasure but never wanting it to end either.

And then the smacks stopped. I sobbed as his hands slid over my rump, caressing the burning skin. His breath was heavy in my ear. "Had enough, little bird?"

I nodded slowly, refusing to look at him.

"This is only a minor punishment. Keep disobeying me, and things will get much worse for you. Now say it?" he breathed.

"Say what?" I asked between sobbing.

"Say that you are my whore."

My whole body tensed. "I'm not your w***e," I hissed.

Alpha Aldric gripped my bottom harder in his hands. "Say it, or I will spank you more..."

I sobbed harder. "Fine, I am your whore." The words came out easily. It scared me to my core, and yet I said what he wanted me to.

"That is a good girl," he said, stroking my nape with his fingers. "Keep being obedient." His hand left behind a streak of fire on my skin.

Tears streamed down my cheeks. "I hate you," I whispered.

Alpha Aldric jerked my frustration over my head. "It does not matter what you feel. You are here whether you like it or not."

I managed to pull myself off the chair and look at him. "Can I be excused now?" I asked sharply.

Alpha Aldric grinned. "You are excused."

I turned away, feeling tears burn my eyes.