serrienne gulped as he towered over her.  She could see the bulge growing and she felt her insides churn in fear.  She continued to stare at him, her defiance there, but it wasnt as sure now.  She was tiny compared to him, tiny and afraid.  but she would never show it.  King?  He wasnt her King, he was the bully who ran fear through the land.  She stood taller, his words angered her.<br/><br/>"You are no King, you take what isnt yours" she sneered, her eyes burning with hatred.  She cried out as he suddenly grabbed her, squeezing, pain flooded her and she whimpered.  Suddenly knowing he could squash her like a bug if he so choose.  She was then flying through the air, her body literely taking off across his room, landing in a tangled heap on his huge bed.  She groaned and gasped, laying on her front, her ragged dress riding up, revealing the chastity belt that proved she was an innocent.