...ruggle never the less, but it did her no good. She was dragged onto the table and she felt the chains tighten, pinning her to the hard cold surface. Triton leaned over her and began running his eyes over her with obvious delight and lust. Ariel struggled against her bonds and tried to plead with her father.
“Daddy please stop! Why are you doing this?”
Triton looked down at Ariel with a savaged expression on her face.
“Why? For three reasons actually. One is that you have been acting out of line for some time now and all you have received were spankings. Second is because you just turned sixteen and you are due for the royal ritual. Third is because you have no man of your own, so I may do whatever I wish since you have turned sixteen.”
Ariel looked up at her father confused.
“What ritual? What are you talking about?”
“I’m talking about the ritual that all mermaids must go through when they turn sixteen without a man. You have not entered into womanhood on your own, so I am required by law to take your virginity and introduce you to a man if I wish. And I’m not sure I want to.”
Triton leaned down and began to lick on Ariel’s stomach causing her to squirm and let out little moans of protest.
“You know, you look just like your mother. I think I might keep you as a royal concubine.”
Ariel knew what that was and she did not like the sound of that .