The King and I Chapter 7: Exposed

You dared not make a sound. You dared not speak, the reminders of Shimizu and the other attendees ringing in your ears.

“Don’t speak unless spoken to.” 

“Do not look him in the eye.”

“Be obedient.”

With pounding heart, you remained on all fours, then slowly sank your head to the bed as King Kageyama gripped the back of your neck and forced you down.

“I just need to keep as much of my body hidden as possible,” you thought, holding onto the side of your dress and keeping it close under your ass hole.

You felt King Kageyama place his other hand on the small of your back and then slowly run it down your spine to the top of your ass.

He paused a moment, then removed his hand from your lower back and placed his fingers in his mouth before putting them at the entrance of your ass hole, teasing your opening with his saliva coated fingers. In response to his touch, you could feel your cock swelling and you tensed a little.

“I hope it’s dark enough that he can’t tell I’m not a woman…”

You kept your head down and eyes closed, focusing on still holding your dress to cover yourself.

King Kageyama seemed to be mostly preoccupied by preparing your hole for his entry and it wasn’t long till you felt the tell tale warmth of the head of his cock as he inserted himself into your ass.

You winced as he pushed into you, but then breathed out and tried to relax as he picked a rhythm that suited him and began to move.

His hips drove mechanically back and forth, pulled your body along and your cock responded to the pleasure of his thick shaft pushing in and out of your tight hole.

“Don’t cum, Y/N, don’t cum!” you begged yourself, biting into your bottom lip so hard it drew blood, “if you get cum on his sheets, he will know, and you’ll be dead. He hasn’t noticed anything yet… I don’t think he knows. Hang in there. Just hold on!”

But the pleasure was uncontainable and only after a few short minutes of being railed into the bed, just as King Kageyama came inside you, your own cock throbbed out onto his sheets.

You quickly thrust your hand under you to try and catch the hot sticky mess and the king gripped your neck.

“Don’t move,” he snapped, and you froze again, except for your hand, as you tried to smear the cum around to disperse it, “I said don’t move!” the king snapped again.

You stopped moving your hand, your heartbeat punching into the silk sheets. 

He pulled out of you and let go of your neck then, to your horror, grabbed onto the side of your body and threw you over onto your back, your dress being thrown around haphazardly.

Hastily, you covered yourself and kept your hand cupping yourself as your cock slowly deflated, while you kept your face turned away from him.

“Remove your hand.” His voice was stern and commanding and you hesitated, “what makes you think you can disobey my order!” he barked, grabbing your wrist and throwing your hand away.

“Please!” you cried with horror, half sitting up and turning your face to look him directly in the eye.

The look he was giving you made your breath catch in your throat. His dark blue intimidating eyes bore into you, framed by a slight scowl as he leaned in towards your face a little.

“No one looks me in the eye,” he growled threateningly and you hurriedly looked away again.

“S-Sorry.”

“DO NOT SPEAK!”

His sharp tone made you flinch and you closed your eyes and bit your tongue.

As you remained still, you felt his hand reach for your dress fabric and lift it up to expose between your legs and you scrunched your brows together, the feeling of dread dropping in the pit of your stomach.

There was absolute silence as he held your dress up.

Then after the longest time, he dropped your dress down.

And you both stayed still.

“Leave,” he finally said in a low voice, and you jumped up and ran from the room, feeling a mixture of relief and pending doom- Like having a warm sponge on your forehead and your feet in an ice bucket. 

You don’t remember what happened after you left his room, but you woke in your room the next morning and so were able to acknowledge that you hadn’t been hanged yet.

You lay there staring blankly at the ceiling, head empty, just constantly repeating the line, ‘I’m not dead yet, but I’m going to die’.

It was a long ass day that day.

No one came to see you. You weren’t bought any food or water. You were just left to stew in your own negativity.

“They’re probably preparing the rope,” you thought, “I haven’t been fed today so that’s an obvious sign that they’re preparing for my death.”

Slowly the day slipped away from you and night fell.

You were almost asleep when there was a knock on the door.

“Y/N? You have been requested by the King,” the voice of Hinata said from behind the closed door. 

“I… what?!” you asked as the door opened and the short orangette walked in with a smile.

“The King really likes you! This is a good thing,” Hinata said again.

“But I… he’s going to have me hanged?” you said, confused as to why he was calling for you again.

“Hanged?!” Hinata said with surprise, “why would he do that? He seemed very pleased after he had seen you last night. It’s been a very long time since he found someone who pleased him so.”

Bewildered, you got up off the bed and started towards the door.

“Wait! You can’t go in the same dress as the night before!” Hinata said, mortified, “have you bathed? Are you prepared?” 

You shook your head.

“No, I stayed in bed all day because I’m going to die… so…”

“I don’t know why you keep saying that?” Hinata said with a tilt of his head, “quick! We need to get you ready!”

Doing your best to keep yourself covered, you washed and put on a new dress then walked back out to where Hinata was waiting for you, and followed him through the palace to King Kageyama’s room from the night before.

“As always, I’ll be out here,” Hinata said as he pushed the door open for you to enter by yourself.

You took a deep breath in and then let it go as you entered the candle lit room and walked over to the same bed from the night before.

“Surely he must have seen that I have a—,”

Just then, the door from King Kageyama’s second chamber opened and you quickly rolled over and put your face down on the sheets with ass in the air.

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