May God's Grace Be Upon the King of the Fallen Kingdom - Chapter 1 Part 1

1. You will become a male prost*tute

On May 13th, 1685, amidst the scent of roses blooming in the palace garden, the Kingdom of Solas fell to ruin, engulfed in the smell of flames and the stench of blood. It was one of the sacrifices of Terra Dominé Empire’s expansion policy, blessed by God. The last King of the Kingdom, Eoleare III, bravely commanded the front lines with a sword in hand, but was captured without being able to turn the tide of the war.

Eoleare was transported to the imperial capital and imprisoned in an underground dungeon. It was the most terrible place he had ever experienced, except for the battlefield where blood and flesh were splattered. The underground dungeon was so cold that it was hard to believe it was May, and the walls and floor were damp. The nauseating smell of mold and sewage stung his nose.

Eoleare had to endure everything while relying on a thin blanket with a hole in it, with a shackle on one ankle. However, Eoleare did not ask or plead with the guards for anything. He did not even ask for a pillow or a towel, or to light a fire, or to be released from this place, or even to be killed quickly. It was the last dignity and pride of Eoleare, who had been a King of a country.

In the underground dungeon where he couldn’t distinguish between day and night, Eoleare spent most of his time sitting up straight, only leaning against the wall and closing his eyes briefly when he felt sleepy. He did not show any sign of weakness to the lowly people. Even though he had fallen to the bottom, Eoleare still maintained his noble beauty.

Did such a sight touch the hearts of the guards? They whispered among themselves while stealing glances at Eoleare, as if plotting something. Eoleare could not know what they were thinking. Their eyes lit up as if they were looking at a delicious lamb steak.

Looking at such eyes, Eoleare felt both creeped out and disgusted, so he turned his body and avoided their gaze. Whenever he felt the guards’ eyes scanning his delicate blonde hair and white skin under his clothes, he wanted to cover his whole body or poke their eyes with a sharp stick.

One day, Eoleare, who had dozed off for a moment, woke up with a start at the sound of the prison door opening. Three guards were coming into the small prison room. One of the guards, seeing that Eoleare had regained his senses, rushed over and covered his mouth with his thick, hairy hand.

“Stay quiet if you don’t want to see a rough sight.”

He then licked Eoleare’s ear with his hot tongue. A shiver ran down his spine. Now he could finally understand what the guards had been thinking and craving for all this time. Another guard hugged Eoleare’s waist with his arms and put his hand under the soft silk shirt to feel his smooth skin.

“Since you’re going to be executed anyway, let’s have some fun.”

“If you just listen well, we’ll make you feel good.”

Homosexuality was forbidden in the Kingdom of Solas. On the other hand, it was said that the Terra Dominé Empire encouraged it according to their doctrine. However, Eoleare never imagined that he would be the target of such acts, let alone become prey to these vulgar and wicked men.

“Mmph, mmph!”

Eoleare fiercely bit the finger of the man who covered his mouth. The man screamed in pain and stumbled back. However, a strong palm hit Eoleare’s cheek right away. Thud. Eoleare collapsed on the ground. One of the men grabbed Eoleare’s hair. Eoleare cursed.

“Let go! Even though I was the King of a fallen kingdom, I was still a King of a nation! Is this how the Empire treats its Kings?”

“Shut up!”

Despite Eoleare’s sharp and piercing cries, the guards did not even blink. One of the guards ripped off Eoleare’s silk shirt as if tearing it apart. Eoleare’s flawless white skin, without even a blemish, was stained with a ghastly hue under the torchlight of the underground dungeon. One of the guards bit Eoleare’s neck.

“Ah!”

Eoleare screamed in agony. It seemed to please the guards even more.

“Hehe, you make such pretty sounds.”

One guard held Eoleare’s arms behind his back, preventing him from moving, while another sucked on his ear and cheek. Another guard began to lick Eoleare’s chest. The remaining guard stripped off Eoleare’s pants and underwear. In an instant, Eoleare was left completely exposed, shivering from the cold and overwhelmed with shame and humiliation.

“Stop, stop it.”

Eoleare tried to shout as calmly as possible to hide his trembling. But it was hard to hold back tears of shame. Eoleare’s blue eyes, resembling sapphires, were moist with tears. One of the guards saw this and wickedly laughed, using his hand to wipe Eoleare’s tears away like a toad.

“You’re really beautiful. If you were born in the empire, you wouldn’t be a King, but a Queen. That makes you even more attractive.”

Eoleare gritted his teeth and trembled, then spat in the face of the guard who tried to kiss him. The guard’s face turned red and purple from the spit. The guard hit Eoleare’s cheek again. He hit him repeatedly, as if he wasn’t satisfied with just one blow.

Eoleare didn’t scream anymore. If he couldn’t escape from their cruel grasp, and if his fate was to be defiled, there was only one way to avoid it. To take his own life. After all, even if he survived a few more days, he would still be executed.

When the hand holding the dagger stopped, Eoleare glared at the guards with a cursing gaze and bit his tongue against his front teeth.

“This bastard!”

One of the guards quickly grabbed Eoleare’s chin and forced his mouth open. Then he balled up the torn silk shirt and shoved it into Eoleare’s mouth. Eoleare resisted fiercely. He couldn’t even choose to die on his own terms. He had to become a toy for these beasts of men. Tears that he had been holding back streamed down Eoleare’s cheeks.

“Heugh, heup….”

Eoleare knew that it pleased his captors even more, but he couldn’t stop it. He had been burdened with guilt and self-loathing for destroying his country just ten years after ascending to the throne at the young age of thirteen due to his father’s early death. And now, he had to endure this humiliation.

Eoleare had no more strength to resist. As he slumped down, the guards began to explore his soft and delicate body. One of them groped Eoleare’s plump chest and twisted his erect n*pple, which had become stiff from the cold and tension.

“Eut….”

Although his mind resisted, the unfamiliar sensations spreading throughout his body were impossible to ignore. Eoleare twisted his body to avoid their touch, but another guard held onto his waist, making it impossible to escape.

As the pinching, twisting, and teasing of his n*pples became more intense, Eoleare realized that his body was responding involuntarily. He didn’t want to admit it, but it felt good. Eoleare tried to ignore the strange pleasure, trembling with each touch.

“Heu, eugh, mmph.”

As Eoleare’s reactions changed, the guards’ eyes lit up. One of them stuck out his tongue and licked Eoleare’s plump n*pple from bottom to top. It was a different kind of sweet stimulation than when they touched him with their fingers, and it captivated Eoleare.

“Ngh…!”

He hated it. He really hated it. How could he feel pleasure from being humiliated like this by these men, born with a male body? He couldn’t bear this kind of humiliation.

However, despite Eoleare’s will, his waist trembled, and his lower abdomen became warm. Then, one of the guards grabbed Eoleare’s b*ttocks and began to knead and massage them. Eoleare gritted his teeth and moaned.

“Ah!”

“Looks like you’re enjoying it. Is this your first time?”

One of the guards whistled. Eoleare tightly closed his eyes, trying not to see them. The more he tried, the more tears overflowed. He wanted to die. Please let me die. This humiliation was more painful than death. As if mocking Eoleare’s thoughts, one of the guards grabbed his p*nis with his hand.

“Heugh!”

“Hey, Your Highness. You know this is wrong, right?”

At those words, Eoleare protested and opened his eyes. He saw his long and smooth p*nis, held in the guard’s hand, slightly raised. It was unbelievable. How could he have an erection while being treated like this? Eoleare denied it, shaking his head. The guard laughed loudly.

“Is this your kind of thing, being treated like this?”

No. No. That’s not true. It’s absolutely not true. All those words were swallowed up by the balled-up shirt in his mouth. The guard began to shake Eoleare’s p*nis up and down with a rough touch. The friction that transmitted to the most sensitive part made Eoleare open his eyes wide and moan with a sound similar to a scream.

“Heuup, heup, hnngh! Ah!”

“Wow, you’re even drooling.”

The guards’ laughter no longer reached his ears. His p*nis were erect as if they were about to burst from the rough stimulation. Semen flowed out from the tip of his p*nis, making a squishing sound as it spread over the entire length.

This was definitely not Eoleare’s will. He was just reacting to their touch. However, even his physiological response shattered Eoleare’s self-esteem. Why me? Why does it have to be like this when I don’t want it? Eoleare sobbed.