Heart in a Gold Box: Dark Fantasy

The red velvet of the bed sheets was crushed beneath her palms and knees as she crawled across the bed to him, affecting the broken-back slink of a cat in heat and looking up through half-lidded eyes. He liked that; she could tell by the way that his eyes darkened as he watched his latest toy. She was dressed to please him, painted to please him, and her every action was designed to make him want her. She had to play the part of his toy, just long enough-- she had to carefully keep from looking at the small golden box sitting on top of the highest wardrobe in the room. Anybody who wished to claim it would first have to make their way into the fort, and then into this room, past the sixteen fighting men that were always posted outside. There were no windows to enter through. She had made it this far.


Inspiration: "Pornstar" by Chainsuck
Story Potential: This story confuses me. I am not sure. Maybe medium-high?
Notes: Could be written as straight fantasy, erotica, or dark fantasy. Based on all the fairytales where the heart is in the box. The dynamic of it could be really interesting.