Not a virgin anymore

(Elina)

If I was given a choice, then I would have waited for the king to leave. He was scary, something in me wanted to see his face. The last time I saw him, he disappeared from the room. But now he was holding me by the throat, my delicate body slammed against the wall and suspended midair. It seemed he didn't have anything to say because he was just holding me without saying anything, his grip restraining air from my lungs such that I found myself getting weaker.

“Ahh,” he let go of me suddenly, and I landed with a thud on the floor gasping for air. Reaching for my neck, I massaged it a little and tried to hide the misery I was going through.

'Such an animal' my inner self thought disdainfully as I crawled up and was on my knees. He stood in front of me.

“Strip,” he ordered in a stern voice, I thought I heard wrong. Peeking up nervously, he had his back facing me. Then again, I was confused.

“I…well, “was he a fool, how was I to strip down. Looking at myself. I was wearing a skir