Kneeling naked alongside my son, daughter and wife, I was feeling humiliation and anger. I glared at Othella when she pumped my cock, knowing it would get hard. My thoughts were of revenge. I wanted to strangle this fucking bitch, but since my wrists were shackled behind me, there was nothing I could when I heard her talking about my daughter going down on my wife and vice versa.

Our only hope was my agent who I sent out the side door of the castle, just before the battle began, so he could alert my friend in the north about this siege and he could send down reinforcements. But for now I had to remain calm, especially since the demented bitch told the guard standing behind me to "kill him if he makes any sudden move."

Othella was pacing back and forth in front of the four of us. She sneered at Misscella. "You know it was your fucking father who got you into this predicament. I tried to give myself to him, I could've been his Queen. But he wanted to keep this fucking bitch!" Saying that she reached out and twisted my wife's nipples viciously, making her arch her back with a painful shriek. "Then he stupidly underestimated the strength of my army!" Releasing my wife's nipples she stood in front of my daughter. "I want you to let him know how disappointed you are in him." She glared at me. "I want you, his daughter, to walk over to him, the former King, and kick him in the balls!"

I know my face turned red because I knew the words Othella spoke were the truth. She was taking out her anger toward me on my family. Out of the corner of my right eye I could see my daughter glaring at me. The evil woman spoke again. "Do it bitch, before I have my guard whip you to death!" My daughter stood up, walked over to me, towered over my kneeling form. My thighs were spread by the order of this Dominatrix. "NOW!" My daughter's booted foot crushed into my hanging nuts.

I thought I would puke as I keeled over and curled up in a ball on the floor. "Fucking asshole!"