The Prince and the Cursed Daughter

Ryan Keith Johnson

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            Prince Duncan rode his horse Clovis from castle Jaydon through the mountains and forest. He was on a mission to seek the Queen Avah Epona who lived in the Kingdom of Shellmont. His reddish blonde hair blew through the wind as he dodged branches from the trees. He was under competition with Prince Annelex  Cometrax of  Crescent Kingdom.  He was uncertain as to what he would do to win such heart of the queen. Slaying a dragon would do nicely if he knew where one could be found. He was a young man that had everything given to him. He shunned responsibility and commitment all the way up until now.  He heard that the great queen carried unimaginable powers of enlightenment that would enable him to conquer the world. The stories revealed she could see into the future and control the weather. He also wanted to satisfy his dirty sexual fantasies with her as well, surely she would like it that way.

            It was morning and the sun was still rising overhead as it did since the beginning of time.  He reached the end of the forest and came across the Magic River, which connected to The Giving Sea. The prince thought for a minute and decided to cross the river he was very egotistical.  It seemed to make more since than riding up stream to find himself stuck with a giant lake that would keep him from crossing.  Duncan shook the reins and heard the sound of his horse whicker as they rode close to the river.  The sound of water hitting rocks didn’t excite Clovis. There was twenty-feet of water in front of them. The young man got off his horse and walked the horse through the water. The water was cold and up to his shoulders, but they persistent as he was he proceeded through the river and came out of it cold and wet with his horse.  “If you would have let me ride you I wouldn’t be all wet, you stupid horse,” said the prince, but all he got was a horse laughing at him through it whicker sounds and grunts. Prince Duncan turned around towards the forest and saw a peculiar smoke. “You see that we have a lucky traveler to help me dry my clothes.”  Duncan walked over to his horse and pulled out a folded piece of paper from the leather purse near its ass. After unraveling it he folded it back up and realized that they were right on course and the direction of the smoke was in direct correspondence to the Kingdom of Shellmont. The prince climbed onto the horse and shook the reins so that he could investigate the strange smoke in the forest.

            Duncan traveled down ravines and hills until finally they reached a small clearing where a small cottage stood with a white picket fence. The smoke was coming from the chimney and so it came to pass as the prince looked at his wet clothes that he would have to seek their hospitality.  He trotted down to the house and got off his horse and walked up to the door and knocked.  A middle aged man answered the door. He was tall with hazel eyes wearing lumberjack clothes. “What can I do for you?” asked the man. “Pardon me sir, but I was wondering if I could seek lodge for a place to sleep, eat and dry my clothes. My horse bucked me off in the river and I’ll only be staying for a couple of days.” “Can I ask who you are?” asked the man. “My name is Prince Duncan and I’m from the Kingdom of Jaydon .” “Oh forgive me my lord I didn’t know. Of course, your welcome to stay as long as you like, my name is Edgemont Coleman.” Prince Duncan looked around the inside of  the small cottage and stepped into a room that was the dinning and kitchen area. Duncan  noticed the old man was smiling and rubbing his hands together as though he was waiting for the inevitable to happen. Then a women entered the room and she was short with brownish grey hair and brown eyes.  They were both looking at him very strangely as if he was a pig waiting to be slaughtered and become the family roast. “This is Prince Duncan and he’s going to be staying with us for a couple days,” replied Edgemont. The women looked at Duncan while smiling and rubbed her hands together the same way as he did. “This is Mannet, my wife.” “How do you do?” asked Duncan. “He’s so handsome,” she chuckled as she looked at Edgemont and agreed. “Stenyada will be very pleased with us.” “Excuse me?” asked Duncan. “Ohh Stenyada, our daughter,” answered Mannet. “Really,” replied Duncan as he raised his eyebrows as he had a few ideas come to mind.  “She’s out picking berries, but she’ll be back shortly,” smiled Mannet as she nodded her head.

            The parent’s showed him to a spare bedroom that they had downstairs.  It was amazing how small a house it was, but had rooms to spare.  There was something confining about this whole situation. Duncan didn’t really think about it, but the whole rubbing hands really made him feel uncomfortable and they looked at him as thought he were their last hope. It was a desperation act on their part that was weird. It seemed ridiculous to waste time on thinking about such demands when he would be meeting Avah Epona in a few days and become king. They finally made it to his room and Edgemont pulled out the keys. “It’s a spare bedroom, but I think you’ll like it,” replied the old man as he pushed the door open. Inside the room there was a queen sized bed with a small table next to it with a lamp. Duncan walked inside and saw a desk and chair with pen and ink. There was also shelves of books, literature, stories and dictionaries. There were cob webs in the corners and it needed dusting, but it was in order. Duncan turned around and saw them smiling and rubbing their hands together, but ignored their queer behavior.  “I’ll take it,” he said and  pulled out a small bag and let the change spill into his hand and handed him the money. “Five golden coins. I couldn’t,” answered Edgemont. “You can and I insist,” replied the prince. “No amount of money can free me from the debt that I’m in, but if you insist I will take it,” nodded the peasant. “Now if you may. I’ll get settled and out of these wet  clothes,” “ooh forgive me sire,” replied the wife. “I’ll be right back with some of Edgemont’s clothes for you to wear until your clothes dry off. Edgemont nodded and closed the door for the prince’s privacy. “Yea you give me some privacy or I’ll lay you down on your back and give you a beating you won’t forget.”  Duncan smiled to the dirty thought he had in mind as he took off his clothes. His underwear fell off, which reminded him of  all the women he had sexual activities with. Then an idea came that he could stay a while and satisfy is sexual appetite with the daughter. He could entice her with his experience, size and stamina. She would moan and howl all night for hours upon hours to come. Surely she would like it like that.

            Stenyada galloped on her brown horse, with a basket of black berries and saw her mother in the front washing clothes. She had a big smile on her face and looked at her daughter with enchantment in such eyes. Stenyada got off her horse. She had grey eyes and dark brown hair and was a little taller than her mother. Her broad lips plucked outward and her nose was pointy like an elf’s. She seemed like and ordinary girl except she was eager to get her life in gear. “Mother is supper ready?” she asked. “Your father is preparing it,” answered mother. “We have company, my dear.” “Is it a man?” asked Stenyada. “Yes and he’s a prince,” smiled the wife. Stenyada cracked a grin as the wheels began to turn behind her eyes. “Your thirty-five years old, but you can say your eighteen and a virgin.”  Stenyada nodded and looked at her mother as the wheels continued to turn, “I don’t look that old, but I’m going to reach a point where I’ll be too old to have children of my own. The last man didn’t fit, the one before that couldn’t satisfy me as well,  the one before that was sterile. He was good under the covers, but what’s the point of it if I can’t conceive?” asked Stenyada. “Maybe this one will,” replied Mannet as she raised the prince’s clothes only to drop them and rub her hands together. The two women reached a close to such conversation and prepared for dinner.

            During Dinner Stenyada wore her best dress. It was exotic and blue and she had her mother do her hair so that was attractively braided like a princess. Then they sat at the table and ate dinner. They had stew, bread butter lamb and talked. Prince Duncan looked at Stenyada and could see how beautiful she was.. “So where are you headed?” asked Edgemont. “I’m off to marry the Queen,” he answered. “Surely the prince is keeping options open to all women,” replied Mannet. Duncan smiled while chewing his food and could sense jealousy in Stenyada’s eyes. One night with their daughter would make her want him even more. “Surely the queen has many suitors to choose from,” began Stenyada. “You should consider other women even if they aren’t queen.” “How long until the Queen makes a decision?” asked Edgemont. “I don’t know, it could be weeks, before she makes up her mind,” he replied. “Father you don’t mind if Prince Duncan stays longer than two days?” began Stenyada as she watched her father nod his head. “ Who knows maybe he’ll want to stay,” she answered as she rose up to leave and looked at him with her hypnotic wanting look. In her eyes he could see she wanted to spend eternity with him inside her and her inside his mind. 

            Prince Duncan watched the parents work as slaves washing dishes and putting the left over food in the cooler down stairs.  He looked at all the family portraits of the family pictures that were painted and wondered who painted them, but didn’t ask questions. Duncan looked around for the daughter and wondered where she had gone because he wanted to talk to her. Edgemont and Mannet were very worrisome and watched him look around at there home and whispered to each other so the prince couldn’t hear. The prince knew they were whispering, but paid it no mind and thought they were getting him to marry their daughter. While the parent’s were busy cleaning, the daughter walked outside in the night to look up at the stars.  Duncan couldn’t resist, but follow her.

            Outside the prince could feel the cool wind run through his hair and heard the crickets make their racket and the birds chirp through the woods. Duncan was behind Stenyada and he watched her unravel her long black hair. It fell to her waist and she ran her fingers through it. “ I know you’re here,” she said.  The prince walked closer to her until he was an arm length away. “Do you,” he answered. “Yes,” she answered as she turned around to face him. “If I tell you something will you listen?” she asked. “I’ll listen and may even answer you,” Duncan replied with a smile. “I’m attracted to you,” she began as she slowly touched his chest with her hand. “I’ve longed for a long time for a man such as you to come here and look upon me as a princess. Will you kiss me?” Stenyada asked as her lips drew close to his.  Prince Duncan felt his heart beat faster and harder as he felt her hands touch is diaphragm and keep going lower to his treasure trail. He closed his eyes as he tried to decide what to do. His heart ruled his mind and he became desperate to her temptation.  Duncan kissed her and touched her face with his fingers. “I want to be inside you right now.”

            Stenyada and Duncan snuck back into the house, to go upstairs, into her bedroom. Both parents were busy with the dishes and arguing over where to put the furniture as well as the lay out of the house. Duncan couldn’t hear anymore once he was inside her room. Both became attached in a lip lock like no other and started unbuckling as well as unzipping there clothes until they were completely naked.

            The hours that followed were hot and sweaty while Stenyada felt him deep inside of her. She was so happy that he fit inside her and Duncan was happy that she was as ripe as an apple. He touched and kissed her breasts and for a long time felt more satisfied than the past. Almost all the time he heard her say his name in the long hours.  Duncan stopped and so did Stenyada for their bodies were sore and were not use to so much lust in one night. Duncan took a deep breath and laid next to her on the bed as she did the same. They slept soundly until dawn because they like it like that. Edgemont was next to the door smiling and rubbing his hands together. 

            Stenyada and Duncan were outside next to the river laughing and talking about their dreams and drying off from skinny dipping in the river. Prince Duncan had somehow forgotten about his purpose.  After minutes of running in the rain they finally got back and ran into her room for a lustful day and night of sex. Mannet who was sewing a blanket and Edgemont who was reading a book looked at each other, “I’m not going to ask?” she replied. Edgemont put the book down and walked upstairs to Stenyada’s  bedroom and stood next to the door.

            Stenyada jumped up and down on top of the prince, which unleashed an orgasm like no other. They were both all wet and naked from the rain, but were just beginning to get hot and sweaty. “Ohh Duncan who do you desire? Will you be mine forever?” “Yes,” he said. With the last thrust that shook the bed they both stopped to breathe and as they laid together she kissed him. Edgemont began smiling from outside the door and rubbed his hands together. 

            A few weeks went by and the prince helped the family with chorus, but today at breakfast was different and they were joined  by Stenyada.  The daughter sat at the table and looked at her father who was smiling and her mother was quiet. The prince acted like nothing was out of the ordinary. “I’m pregnant,” she said. Mannet looked at her daughter in surprise and Edgemont clapped his hands together. “Well I’m going to be packing,” he answered while getting up. “I don’t understand,” replied the prince. “You freed us from this curse of living with her and now it’s your turn to live in this hell.” “Hey your not leaving!” exclaimed Stenyada. “ I have the power to keep you here.” Edgemont started laughing. The only reason you have power over me is because I slept with your mother to get my fill and she took away all my dreams you obsessive little whore!” yelled the old man as he spit in her face. Stenyada began to cry, but looked at her mother. “Mother your not leaving me are you?” “I’m sorry daughter, but I’m leaving too. You were such a blessing, but as soon as you turned twelve you became a nightmare.”

            Edgemont was packing everything on Duncan’s horse. “What are you doing with my horse?” “I’m stealing it,” began Edgemont. “Say good-bye to your life and welcome to your new one. Stenyada’s your new wife and you won’t be able to do nothing. Here’s a little advice, kill yourself now and don’t wait like I did,” said Edgemont. “So I was nothing more than a pawn?” “Yes,” answered the old man. “What about Mannet?” Edgemont shook his head and the reins to escape, “the bitch can be swallowed up by the ground.”

            The prince turned around to see Mannet was dressed in a peddler clothes and was leaving as well. Stenyada was behind her and looked very upset. Prince Duncan watched her leave the cottage and wave at her daughter good-bye. Minutes went by and Duncan walked back into the Cottage pack up and leave. He disbelieved the curse and had his fill. “Where do you think your going ?” “I’m leaving, I’m marrying the queen and won’t be stuck here with you!” “Your not going anywhere! You think I would give you satisfaction and a child only to have you shun me for another women?” The prince hesitated before speaking, “yes I do.”  “Just as your father said your nothing, but a whore.  I happen to be royal blood.” “No your not! You belong to me,” demanded the cursed daughter. “Your purpose is to serve me, day and night. You will give me sex when I desire it you will make supper when I say. If you don’t I will stab your heart with my power!” Suddenly Duncan felt piercing sensation in his heart and fell to the ground. Stenyada used her telekinetic power to drag the prince behind her into the house. The prince began screaming in horror to the hell that was now realized and coming to terms to his new life as a peasant. The birds and crickets were silent that day as the future for the prince would become controlled until the end of his life. A life of abuse and responsibility.

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