OOC note about image reblogs for here. Caroline’s ‘canon’ online presence is the text posts only. Any images posted are just an ooc attempt to better give a feel for the character, and because they fit her aesthetic better than any other character. She’s not going to have a nsfw blog for images or writings, because that would be too many sideblogs for the mun to keep up with. So just remember, if you see ‘online text’, that’s visible IC. if it’s an interaction, and your character isn’t involved, then they don’t know about it. Images don’t exist on here, IC, but feel free to send anons to her related to anything you can see on her blog.
Feferi and 'Bianca' arrive at the Prospitian Palace for a Long Awaited Meeting, and Longer Awaited Discussion
Feferi and her assistant Bianca arrived at the Prospitian Palace through the main transportalizer. The entrance flanked by multiple guards (who no doubt recognized at least the silhouette of the assistant who accompanied the Alternian Empress, even if her outfit was one that they hadn't seen before. Feferi was dressed quite nicely, in a black dress with pink embroidered ocean themed accents that looked like breaking waves rolling over her own curves and accentuating her physique. Bianca, by comparison, looked like a simply dressed secretary, if that secretary was hard at work on the set of a porn-shoot. The skirt's hem barely reached low enough at the front to actually cover her pubic mound (and definitely didn't hide the visible shine of her dripping slick from her crotchless panties), to say nothing of how it did less than nothing to properly cover the Prospitian woman's generous ass. She had thigh high stockings, and heels, which would have been classy, were it not for the fact that they had the words "Royal" across the band of one leg, and "Bucket" on the other, gold thread against black to provide clear contrast to her pale carapace. And of course, there was her top... Or rather, what USED to be a top, but had seemingly been repurposed to be a short sleeved 'bra', tied together rather than buttoned up, the fabric barely enough to keep HALF of Bianca's enormous tits contained, but even that wasn't enough to fully cover everything, so the Prospitian woman who was currently walking beside Feferi clearly had a noticeable amount of her areolas visible over the edge of the fabric of her 'dress shirt'.
And of course, the welcome party included none other than the King himself, as well as his main assistant and right hand woman, Colette. And clinging onto the arm of a smug looking Colette, and looking uncharacteristically frazzled, was the Queen's head-maid Caroline. The maid doing nothing to hide the way that they seemed to be eyeing up Feferi's assistant, and then the Troll herself, with an inscrutable expression, before turning her gaze back to Bianca, and a faint flush coming to the maid's cheeks. Feferi made a mental note of this, and smirked to herself as she walked over to Walter and gave him a polite bow in greeting.
"Hello, your Highness." She said in greeting, giving a small bow of her head in courtesy, before ushering her assistant forward with a gentle touch of her hand to the small of Bianca's back. "Say hello to the King, Bianca~ Show him how I've taught you to greet your superiors, on Alternia~" The seadweller said gently, grinning as she waited to see if Bianca would remember that this was in fact her husband, or if the programming had truly taken with the Bianca personality, and she'd sink to her knees, and try to go down on him, right there in the entry hall. If she did, well... Feferi had told Walter to only put guards that already knew about Wendy's 'private activities' for a reason. And if not, it would still be interesting to see 'Bianca' try and wriggle her way out of making a scene in front of so many eyes...
Walter, for his part, was very pleased with Caroline's proficiency. For someone who had only become familiar with his size the other day, she was doing remarkably. He made sure to let her know that at regular intervals, without spoiling the main event in the room.
...
Colette was EXTREMELY ENVIOUS of both Caroline & Wendy at the moment. But that was appropriate. This was her punishment.
...
Upon being prompted, Wendy did her best to clear her head. Thankfully, even as foggy as she was, this wasn't her first rodeo. She had long since learned a routine to help bring her to clarity when it was TRULY needed. As such, after a pause of about 10 seconds (it would have been shorter had Feferi not been sucking on her neck), Wendy shook it off, speaking clearly & coherently. "Yes. What is it? What's up?"
"Mmmmm~ I just want to check in and see how you're doing, pet~ And how you feel, being such a good girl for me~ Do you feel in control? I want to know if the answer to my next question is entirely true to yourself, after all.." Feferi asked, even as she looked to Walter and Caroline, who were fixated on Wendy, and fixated on the massive member in her throat, respectively"
"Yes. Yes, I'm in control." Wendy nodded, looking back briefly to Walter & Caroline. "Walter, take it easy. She's not built for that kind of stress. Nor does she have the healing factor."
Walter nods. "I know, dear. There's a reason I'm not pushing further. I wouldn't want to dislocate her jaw."
Caroline seemed all too happy to prove them both wrong by taking him an extra three or four inches, and to hell with what her jaw said was 'acceptable', she took it, regardless, glaring at the Queen, briefly, before letting her eyes roll back into her head as she felt herself cum from the sense and taste of the King, leaving Colette to stare at the floor, blushing as it was just her and the royals left in the room, conscious, at least.
"Good girl~" Feferi said, smiling and stroking the back of Wendy's head as she tried to gently coax her around to look up into the Troll's eyes as she spoke her next words carefully.
".... Wendeline Quinn, there's something I've been wanting to ask you for sweeps, now, but I was never fully clear on your own relationship's quadrants, or my own worthiness to express me feelings... But I finally feel secure enough to ask you directly." Feferi said, pulling Wendy up in her lap, so that the two ruling women could literally see each other eye to eye as she confessed her feelings for the Queen.
Caroline lay on her bed, groaning, and trying to get her legs to stop shaking long enough that she could stand up under her own power, or at least to get some sensation back in them, so that she could try and control them at all. Ever since Walter had actually fucked her (well, it was less of a 'fucking' and more of a case where she was used like a stroker sleeve, and so cum-drunk that she begged for more, long after her body was in any shape to actually actively participate), she'd felt like a literal puddle. Both because she lacked any structure to her body to properly stand and move, as well as the fact that she still felt like she was leaking remnants of the King's cum from her still-sore holes.... Luckily, the palace medical staff had already been called to help her recover, and though their treatments were powerful and thorough, she still had a bone deep ache all throughout her body, and yet, an intense craving for more... But she had duties to perform, first, and that involved being dressed properly, to greet the Empress of Alternia, as well as her secretary 'Bianca', and to be in the room to assist in any way the assembled monarchs might request of her...
After struggling for another ten minutes or so, and succeeding only in managing to roll out of the bed and crawl around on the floor for a bit, she finally decided to swallow her pride, and ask for assistance. But the only person she knew of that could have access to her quarters was a very short list, so as much as her face was already burning up with indignation at the thought, she decided to reach out to the other person who would be in attendance at the summit as an attendant, Colette.
MM:Colette, would you please come to my quarters in the Queens Wing of the palace? I require assistance of a rather sensitive nature, and would rather not inconvenience the King, while he is getting himself ready for this evening. I do not believe you ever turned in your key to my chambers from when you worked under me, so you can use that to unlock the door and let yourself in. I am trying to crawl my way to where my robe is hanging up, but just in case I am unable to completely get there before your arrival, please knock before opening the door?
“Nobody will question your authority, Miss Caroline.” Colette assures, as she continues cleaning the other woman. “You command more respect than almost anyone in the entirety of the Royal Palace. I’d even say that you’re among the top of the overall Government.”
“I would be honored & very pleased to join you in any & all endeavors in which you would be willing to include me. I’d also be happy to help you learn what the King likes, if you… wouldn’t mind helping me learn what the Queen likes? While I’ve greatly enjoyed dominating her, I’ll admit that my creativity has been somewhat limited. I’ve been nervous about overstepping.”
Caroline put her hand on Colette's wrist, stopping the 'cleaning' and taking a breath.
"... My dear, I have no issues at all in continuing your education in serving our Rulers, even if that means properly Dominating them as they require.... But please, if we're going to talk about such things, please, either stop teasing me, or properly touch me, directly.... This teasing is driving me mad." She said, looking up at Colette with a soft smile on her lips as she released her collar and relaxed into her grip. "In any case, if you wish to know more about how to properly please the Queen, I certainly have some tips and tricks that I would be happy to share with you, on the understanding that you are willing to experience them, yourself. After all, the best way to learn, is to do, and when it comes to kink, the best way to learn to top, is to know what it is like to be the sub..."
Colette smirks, before beginning to more directly please Caroline. They still have a few hours to get ready, & Caroline has already been through some TRULY rough treatment. A little tender pleasure wasn’t going to hurt. Plus, getting to hear such a lovely woman moan was reason enough.
Admittedly, she hadn't expected THAT to be Colette's response, so Caroline was not only caught off guard, but also gave her former subordinate quite an adorably pathetic expression to enjoy for a moment or two, as her hips bucked again, and a whoreish moan escaped her lips as she closed her eyes and gripped Colette's shirt to bury her face in.
Caroline lay on her bed, groaning, and trying to get her legs to stop shaking long enough that she could stand up under her own power, or at least to get some sensation back in them, so that she could try and control them at all. Ever since Walter had actually fucked her (well, it was less of a 'fucking' and more of a case where she was used like a stroker sleeve, and so cum-drunk that she begged for more, long after her body was in any shape to actually actively participate), she'd felt like a literal puddle. Both because she lacked any structure to her body to properly stand and move, as well as the fact that she still felt like she was leaking remnants of the King's cum from her still-sore holes.... Luckily, the palace medical staff had already been called to help her recover, and though their treatments were powerful and thorough, she still had a bone deep ache all throughout her body, and yet, an intense craving for more... But she had duties to perform, first, and that involved being dressed properly, to greet the Empress of Alternia, as well as her secretary 'Bianca', and to be in the room to assist in any way the assembled monarchs might request of her...
After struggling for another ten minutes or so, and succeeding only in managing to roll out of the bed and crawl around on the floor for a bit, she finally decided to swallow her pride, and ask for assistance. But the only person she knew of that could have access to her quarters was a very short list, so as much as her face was already burning up with indignation at the thought, she decided to reach out to the other person who would be in attendance at the summit as an attendant, Colette.
MM:Colette, would you please come to my quarters in the Queens Wing of the palace? I require assistance of a rather sensitive nature, and would rather not inconvenience the King, while he is getting himself ready for this evening. I do not believe you ever turned in your key to my chambers from when you worked under me, so you can use that to unlock the door and let yourself in. I am trying to crawl my way to where my robe is hanging up, but just in case I am unable to completely get there before your arrival, please knock before opening the door?
“Nobody will question your authority, Miss Caroline.” Colette assures, as she continues cleaning the other woman. “You command more respect than almost anyone in the entirety of the Royal Palace. I’d even say that you’re among the top of the overall Government.”
“I would be honored & very pleased to join you in any & all endeavors in which you would be willing to include me. I’d also be happy to help you learn what the King likes, if you… wouldn’t mind helping me learn what the Queen likes? While I’ve greatly enjoyed dominating her, I’ll admit that my creativity has been somewhat limited. I’ve been nervous about overstepping.”
Caroline put her hand on Colette's wrist, stopping the 'cleaning' and taking a breath.
"... My dear, I have no issues at all in continuing your education in serving our Rulers, even if that means properly Dominating them as they require.... But please, if we're going to talk about such things, please, either stop teasing me, or properly touch me, directly.... This teasing is driving me mad." She said, looking up at Colette with a soft smile on her lips as she released her collar and relaxed into her grip. "In any case, if you wish to know more about how to properly please the Queen, I certainly have some tips and tricks that I would be happy to share with you, on the understanding that you are willing to experience them, yourself. After all, the best way to learn, is to do, and when it comes to kink, the best way to learn to top, is to know what it is like to be the sub..."
Caroline lay on her bed, groaning, and trying to get her legs to stop shaking long enough that she could stand up under her own power, or at least to get some sensation back in them, so that she could try and control them at all. Ever since Walter had actually fucked her (well, it was less of a 'fucking' and more of a case where she was used like a stroker sleeve, and so cum-drunk that she begged for more, long after her body was in any shape to actually actively participate), she'd felt like a literal puddle. Both because she lacked any structure to her body to properly stand and move, as well as the fact that she still felt like she was leaking remnants of the King's cum from her still-sore holes.... Luckily, the palace medical staff had already been called to help her recover, and though their treatments were powerful and thorough, she still had a bone deep ache all throughout her body, and yet, an intense craving for more... But she had duties to perform, first, and that involved being dressed properly, to greet the Empress of Alternia, as well as her secretary 'Bianca', and to be in the room to assist in any way the assembled monarchs might request of her...
After struggling for another ten minutes or so, and succeeding only in managing to roll out of the bed and crawl around on the floor for a bit, she finally decided to swallow her pride, and ask for assistance. But the only person she knew of that could have access to her quarters was a very short list, so as much as her face was already burning up with indignation at the thought, she decided to reach out to the other person who would be in attendance at the summit as an attendant, Colette.
MM:Colette, would you please come to my quarters in the Queens Wing of the palace? I require assistance of a rather sensitive nature, and would rather not inconvenience the King, while he is getting himself ready for this evening. I do not believe you ever turned in your key to my chambers from when you worked under me, so you can use that to unlock the door and let yourself in. I am trying to crawl my way to where my robe is hanging up, but just in case I am unable to completely get there before your arrival, please knock before opening the door?
Colette didn't react at all to Caroline's moans, nor her shudders. She didn't even react when her uniform was stained, save for to begin wiping that away as well. Sure, she would still have to change. Such fluids could not be completely wiped away from her clothing once they made contact, no matter how quickly she responded. Even the faintest amount would have soaked in, leaving a noticeable change.
However, at Caroline's words, Colette did react. She paused, albeit briefly, & then gave the woman in her arms a frown. "Have I done something to give you the impression that I'm out to get you, Ma'am? Because I assure you, that is not the case. I adore & respect you. You were so kind to me when I first came to work in the Palace. So patient when training me. I didn't quit working for you, I was reassigned."
"As for your reaction to your time with Mr. Kane, well..." Colette paused. "I can hardly judge you. I've seen many women have similar reactions. Myself included. He was simply... well, born to do just that. I couldn't walk or talk for a few days after my first time."
Caroline actually was able to take a breath when Colette stopped cleaning her, thankful for the reprieve, but finding herself feeling oddly ashamed when she looked up and saw the face of her former subordinate looking down at her, frowning.
"I... I didn't think you were ever out to get me, exactly..." She began to say, feeling a bit caught off guard by how little Colette seemed to have picked up on, all things considered. "... I also didn't know that you had been reassigned to your current post... I thought that you had requested a transfer, and gone around me... And when I saw that you'd been reassigned to work more directly with the Queen and King, I thought.... I thought you were trying to get in between myself and Wendy... That maybe, you had found out what the two of us did together, and decided to try and cut in between us...." She admitted, frowning herself as she vocalized some of the thoughts that had been stewing in the back of her mind since the admittedly cute Prospitian holding her had left her tutelage.
"....Though from the sounds of things, I believe that it's more accurate to say that you've become closer to the King, instead... And now, I feel extremely foolish... For multiple reasons..." Caroline continued, the blush returning to her face as she pictured Walter's cock ravaging Colette... And then immediately thinking of how gentle and caring the younger woman's ministrations were.
".... I'm sorry, Colette... It seems that I assumed the worst about you, when it was unwarranted, and almost entirely a fabrication in my own mind..." She said quieter, looking down at her own naked body, and shuddering as a miniature residual orgasm rippled through her, cutting off her apology with a soft moan.
"No, I was reassigned after walking in on the King & Queen being... well, intimate." Colette admitted. "The King thought that it might be too awkward for me to continue to serve in the Palace after such an incident, so he transferred me to his family estate, where, thanks to YOUR TRAINING, I rose through the ranks until I eventually began running the household."
"When the two divorced, the King moved back in, & we began interacting more. It was entirely innocent & professional at first, but..." Colette paused. "Well, admittedly, I began to catch feelings for him. It didn't help that I had already seen how impressive he was when I saw him with the Queen."
"He kept things professional for quite a while. But, eventually, he gave in. And that night... well, it's changed me. Without going into details, let's just say that I developed an entirely new devotion to my job."
"When the King & Queen began reconnecting, admittedly, I was a bit jealous. I know that the Queen sacrificed herself for the good of our world, but... Emotions aren't rational. So, when they were getting close again, I was a bit territorial."
"While that has passed, it led to me developing a... somewhat unique relationship with the Queen. Slightly similar to yours, but not exactly. Learning how much she loves to serve... well, maybe I've been a bit forward in taking advantage of it. But I always make sure that she is ultimately okay with it, & that I'm not harming her in any way."
"S-So you're telling me, that my main source of jealo-ousy has been over nothing.... And if you just approached me about my own relationship with the Queen, then we could have worked something o-o-ut, instead of my getting territorial over you simply enjoying her debauchery the same way I wa-as?" Caroline asked, shuddering now and then as her hips bucked into the air and she continued to leak onto Colette's uniform, while grabbing onto the taller woman's collar for support. After a brief moment of silence, Caroline let out a breath that she didn't even realize she'd been holding, and let out a wry laugh at the entire situation.
"... I suppose that given another month or two, you might have begun to look at me, similarly to how I had begun to think of you... Fuck... Times like these, I really do wish that the royals we serve would just be more open about their urges and desires, so that those of us who are lucky enough to be with them can organize some kind of time-chart to prevent miscommunications like this..."
"It does seem that way, yes." Colette replies, offering a small smile. "Though... really, you never had anything to worry about in the first place If you'd told me to back off, I would have. Regardless of rank, I still respect you. Plus, you do have seniority."
"In any case, I am HIGHLY looking forward to this little meeting we're going to. The content of the meeting itself will undoubtedly be interesting, but what I'm really anticipating is seeing the Queen come out of her little trance long enough to recognize that all of us are standing around, casually discussing things without her while knowing that WE all know that she's spent the last week or so as a slutty, eager, obedient cum-dump. Just seeing that look in her eyes..."
"Yes, well.... Not sure how much 'authority' I can properly wield, right now... Given that I have been leaking out a mix of our King's cum, and my own, on your lap since you started cleaning me up... And I would be lying if I said that this position did not also bring to mind a few other things to do together, were I in a less 'fucked out' state...." Caroline admitted, blushing as she listened to Colette continue, nodding in agreement at the mental image of their Queen becoming aware of who all would be in attendance at this 'Summit', knowing full well just how eager and submissive she could be when she was in such a state. And she also made a mental note to ask the King if she might also have a copy of some of the Queens 'command prompts' for later use... But perhaps this evening would end in even more excitement, to fully round off her 'vacation', along with the Queen's.
Caroline lay on her bed, groaning, and trying to get her legs to stop shaking long enough that she could stand up under her own power, or at least to get some sensation back in them, so that she could try and control them at all. Ever since Walter had actually fucked her (well, it was less of a 'fucking' and more of a case where she was used like a stroker sleeve, and so cum-drunk that she begged for more, long after her body was in any shape to actually actively participate), she'd felt like a literal puddle. Both because she lacked any structure to her body to properly stand and move, as well as the fact that she still felt like she was leaking remnants of the King's cum from her still-sore holes.... Luckily, the palace medical staff had already been called to help her recover, and though their treatments were powerful and thorough, she still had a bone deep ache all throughout her body, and yet, an intense craving for more... But she had duties to perform, first, and that involved being dressed properly, to greet the Empress of Alternia, as well as her secretary 'Bianca', and to be in the room to assist in any way the assembled monarchs might request of her...
After struggling for another ten minutes or so, and succeeding only in managing to roll out of the bed and crawl around on the floor for a bit, she finally decided to swallow her pride, and ask for assistance. But the only person she knew of that could have access to her quarters was a very short list, so as much as her face was already burning up with indignation at the thought, she decided to reach out to the other person who would be in attendance at the summit as an attendant, Colette.
MM:Colette, would you please come to my quarters in the Queens Wing of the palace? I require assistance of a rather sensitive nature, and would rather not inconvenience the King, while he is getting himself ready for this evening. I do not believe you ever turned in your key to my chambers from when you worked under me, so you can use that to unlock the door and let yourself in. I am trying to crawl my way to where my robe is hanging up, but just in case I am unable to completely get there before your arrival, please knock before opening the door?
Colette didn't react at all to Caroline's moans, nor her shudders. She didn't even react when her uniform was stained, save for to begin wiping that away as well. Sure, she would still have to change. Such fluids could not be completely wiped away from her clothing once they made contact, no matter how quickly she responded. Even the faintest amount would have soaked in, leaving a noticeable change.
However, at Caroline's words, Colette did react. She paused, albeit briefly, & then gave the woman in her arms a frown. "Have I done something to give you the impression that I'm out to get you, Ma'am? Because I assure you, that is not the case. I adore & respect you. You were so kind to me when I first came to work in the Palace. So patient when training me. I didn't quit working for you, I was reassigned."
"As for your reaction to your time with Mr. Kane, well..." Colette paused. "I can hardly judge you. I've seen many women have similar reactions. Myself included. He was simply... well, born to do just that. I couldn't walk or talk for a few days after my first time."
Caroline actually was able to take a breath when Colette stopped cleaning her, thankful for the reprieve, but finding herself feeling oddly ashamed when she looked up and saw the face of her former subordinate looking down at her, frowning.
"I... I didn't think you were ever out to get me, exactly..." She began to say, feeling a bit caught off guard by how little Colette seemed to have picked up on, all things considered. "... I also didn't know that you had been reassigned to your current post... I thought that you had requested a transfer, and gone around me... And when I saw that you'd been reassigned to work more directly with the Queen and King, I thought.... I thought you were trying to get in between myself and Wendy... That maybe, you had found out what the two of us did together, and decided to try and cut in between us...." She admitted, frowning herself as she vocalized some of the thoughts that had been stewing in the back of her mind since the admittedly cute Prospitian holding her had left her tutelage.
"....Though from the sounds of things, I believe that it's more accurate to say that you've become closer to the King, instead... And now, I feel extremely foolish... For multiple reasons..." Caroline continued, the blush returning to her face as she pictured Walter's cock ravaging Colette... And then immediately thinking of how gentle and caring the younger woman's ministrations were.
".... I'm sorry, Colette... It seems that I assumed the worst about you, when it was unwarranted, and almost entirely a fabrication in my own mind..." She said quieter, looking down at her own naked body, and shuddering as a miniature residual orgasm rippled through her, cutting off her apology with a soft moan.
"No, I was reassigned after walking in on the King & Queen being... well, intimate." Colette admitted. "The King thought that it might be too awkward for me to continue to serve in the Palace after such an incident, so he transferred me to his family estate, where, thanks to YOUR TRAINING, I rose through the ranks until I eventually began running the household."
"When the two divorced, the King moved back in, & we began interacting more. It was entirely innocent & professional at first, but..." Colette paused. "Well, admittedly, I began to catch feelings for him. It didn't help that I had already seen how impressive he was when I saw him with the Queen."
"He kept things professional for quite a while. But, eventually, he gave in. And that night... well, it's changed me. Without going into details, let's just say that I developed an entirely new devotion to my job."
"When the King & Queen began reconnecting, admittedly, I was a bit jealous. I know that the Queen sacrificed herself for the good of our world, but... Emotions aren't rational. So, when they were getting close again, I was a bit territorial."
"While that has passed, it led to me developing a... somewhat unique relationship with the Queen. Slightly similar to yours, but not exactly. Learning how much she loves to serve... well, maybe I've been a bit forward in taking advantage of it. But I always make sure that she is ultimately okay with it, & that I'm not harming her in any way."
"S-So you're telling me, that my main source of jealo-ousy has been over nothing.... And if you just approached me about my own relationship with the Queen, then we could have worked something o-o-ut, instead of my getting territorial over you simply enjoying her debauchery the same way I wa-as?" Caroline asked, shuddering now and then as her hips bucked into the air and she continued to leak onto Colette's uniform, while grabbing onto the taller woman's collar for support. After a brief moment of silence, Caroline let out a breath that she didn't even realize she'd been holding, and let out a wry laugh at the entire situation.
"... I suppose that given another month or two, you might have begun to look at me, similarly to how I had begun to think of you... Fuck... Times like these, I really do wish that the royals we serve would just be more open about their urges and desires, so that those of us who are lucky enough to be with them can organize some kind of time-chart to prevent miscommunications like this..."
Caroline lay on her bed, groaning, and trying to get her legs to stop shaking long enough that she could stand up under her own power, or at least to get some sensation back in them, so that she could try and control them at all. Ever since Walter had actually fucked her (well, it was less of a 'fucking' and more of a case where she was used like a stroker sleeve, and so cum-drunk that she begged for more, long after her body was in any shape to actually actively participate), she'd felt like a literal puddle. Both because she lacked any structure to her body to properly stand and move, as well as the fact that she still felt like she was leaking remnants of the King's cum from her still-sore holes.... Luckily, the palace medical staff had already been called to help her recover, and though their treatments were powerful and thorough, she still had a bone deep ache all throughout her body, and yet, an intense craving for more... But she had duties to perform, first, and that involved being dressed properly, to greet the Empress of Alternia, as well as her secretary 'Bianca', and to be in the room to assist in any way the assembled monarchs might request of her...
After struggling for another ten minutes or so, and succeeding only in managing to roll out of the bed and crawl around on the floor for a bit, she finally decided to swallow her pride, and ask for assistance. But the only person she knew of that could have access to her quarters was a very short list, so as much as her face was already burning up with indignation at the thought, she decided to reach out to the other person who would be in attendance at the summit as an attendant, Colette.
MM:Colette, would you please come to my quarters in the Queens Wing of the palace? I require assistance of a rather sensitive nature, and would rather not inconvenience the King, while he is getting himself ready for this evening. I do not believe you ever turned in your key to my chambers from when you worked under me, so you can use that to unlock the door and let yourself in. I am trying to crawl my way to where my robe is hanging up, but just in case I am unable to completely get there before your arrival, please knock before opening the door?
Colette didn't react at all to Caroline's moans, nor her shudders. She didn't even react when her uniform was stained, save for to begin wiping that away as well. Sure, she would still have to change. Such fluids could not be completely wiped away from her clothing once they made contact, no matter how quickly she responded. Even the faintest amount would have soaked in, leaving a noticeable change.
However, at Caroline's words, Colette did react. She paused, albeit briefly, & then gave the woman in her arms a frown. "Have I done something to give you the impression that I'm out to get you, Ma'am? Because I assure you, that is not the case. I adore & respect you. You were so kind to me when I first came to work in the Palace. So patient when training me. I didn't quit working for you, I was reassigned."
"As for your reaction to your time with Mr. Kane, well..." Colette paused. "I can hardly judge you. I've seen many women have similar reactions. Myself included. He was simply... well, born to do just that. I couldn't walk or talk for a few days after my first time."
Caroline actually was able to take a breath when Colette stopped cleaning her, thankful for the reprieve, but finding herself feeling oddly ashamed when she looked up and saw the face of her former subordinate looking down at her, frowning.
"I... I didn't think you were ever out to get me, exactly..." She began to say, feeling a bit caught off guard by how little Colette seemed to have picked up on, all things considered. "... I also didn't know that you had been reassigned to your current post... I thought that you had requested a transfer, and gone around me... And when I saw that you'd been reassigned to work more directly with the Queen and King, I thought.... I thought you were trying to get in between myself and Wendy... That maybe, you had found out what the two of us did together, and decided to try and cut in between us...." She admitted, frowning herself as she vocalized some of the thoughts that had been stewing in the back of her mind since the admittedly cute Prospitian holding her had left her tutelage.
"....Though from the sounds of things, I believe that it's more accurate to say that you've become closer to the King, instead... And now, I feel extremely foolish... For multiple reasons..." Caroline continued, the blush returning to her face as she pictured Walter's cock ravaging Colette... And then immediately thinking of how gentle and caring the younger woman's ministrations were.
".... I'm sorry, Colette... It seems that I assumed the worst about you, when it was unwarranted, and almost entirely a fabrication in my own mind..." She said quieter, looking down at her own naked body, and shuddering as a miniature residual orgasm rippled through her, cutting off her apology with a soft moan.
Caroline lay on her bed, groaning, and trying to get her legs to stop shaking long enough that she could stand up under her own power, or at least to get some sensation back in them, so that she could try and control them at all. Ever since Walter had actually fucked her (well, it was less of a 'fucking' and more of a case where she was used like a stroker sleeve, and so cum-drunk that she begged for more, long after her body was in any shape to actually actively participate), she'd felt like a literal puddle. Both because she lacked any structure to her body to properly stand and move, as well as the fact that she still felt like she was leaking remnants of the King's cum from her still-sore holes.... Luckily, the palace medical staff had already been called to help her recover, and though their treatments were powerful and thorough, she still had a bone deep ache all throughout her body, and yet, an intense craving for more... But she had duties to perform, first, and that involved being dressed properly, to greet the Empress of Alternia, as well as her secretary 'Bianca', and to be in the room to assist in any way the assembled monarchs might request of her...
After struggling for another ten minutes or so, and succeeding only in managing to roll out of the bed and crawl around on the floor for a bit, she finally decided to swallow her pride, and ask for assistance. But the only person she knew of that could have access to her quarters was a very short list, so as much as her face was already burning up with indignation at the thought, she decided to reach out to the other person who would be in attendance at the summit as an attendant, Colette.
MM:Colette, would you please come to my quarters in the Queens Wing of the palace? I require assistance of a rather sensitive nature, and would rather not inconvenience the King, while he is getting himself ready for this evening. I do not believe you ever turned in your key to my chambers from when you worked under me, so you can use that to unlock the door and let yourself in. I am trying to crawl my way to where my robe is hanging up, but just in case I am unable to completely get there before your arrival, please knock before opening the door?
Caroline receives no official reply to her inquiry, left to drag herself around under her own power for a short time. However, with a frankly SHOCKING response time, she hears a knock at her door within minutes. When asked who it is, Colette identifies herself, asking for permission to enter, assuring that the hall has been cleared. And, when given said permission, Colette opens the door just enough so that she can slip inside, before closing it again. Somewhat petite when compared to the Queen, Colette is still a firm & fit woman, dressed in a suit-dress.
Seeing Caroline in such a sorry state, Colette hurries over, very gently helping Caroline up, & assisting her in moving towards her clothing. Before she helps the head maid get dressed, however, she does what she can to help Caroline get cleaned up. “I see Mr. Kane didn’t hold back. I do hope the two of you had fun.”
Looking up at Colette from the floor, and still in a state of undress, Caroline felt her face heating up intensely. Unable to meet her former subordinate's gaze, she simply muttered something under her breath in response to the question, until the sanitary wipe that Colette was using to help clean up the cum still dribbling out of her sore snatch went a little too high, and the usually prim and proper Head Maid was quite literally moaning and squirming in Colette's arms, completely naked. And though Caroline seemed to realize what she'd just done, the fact that she had just put on such a lewd display while being cradled in the arms of a woman who she had been dealing with intense feelings of jealousy only made the blush on her face all the deeper.
"I... I can clean myself up, Colette... Thank you..." She eventually said, suddenly unable to look the taller woman in the eyes, and frowning at the way she was still responding to things like an overstimulated pornstar. "Besides... I doubt that you would want any mess on your uniform..."
“You CAN clean yourself up, sure.” Colette notes, without stopping. “But you shouldn’t have to. After a full night with Walter, even the most resilient of women are typically left powerless puddles of flesh. Nothing to be ashamed of. I think the only person I’ve ever seen walk it off was the Queen herself, &, even then, it’s been with a severe limp.”
“This is just my walking around uniform.” Colette continues, as she very gently & considerately cleans Caroline up. “I have 5 more prepared, just in case. It helps to be prepared.”
The more that Colette talked, and the more she continued to clean Caroline despite her (very weak) attempts to push her hand away from her groin, the weaker the head maid's resistance became, until Colette was holding a shivering heap of a woman who was openly moaning and squirming as her hips bucked slightly into the cleaning and that aching pussy of hers began to pulse with an orgasm that forced even more of the King's cum from her cunt, and left a small puddle of a stain on Colette's uniform skirt. Caroline, for her part, simply ground her teeth and grabbed her former subordinate's collar, glaring up at her.
"Is this amusing to you, Colette? Do you enjoy seeing how easily the strict, uptight, stuck-up Head Maid turns into a literal puddle just from a little bit of fun with the King? Does it make you feel good, to see me so weak, and at your mercy?" She asked, her expression angry, despite the intense blush coloring her normally porcelain white and neutral expression with an intense shade of rose. There was even a faint wetness to her glare as tears welled up in her eyes, as her legs shook and she let out a low, shuddering moan as her eyes shut briefly and another unexpected orgasm rippled through her. "... I am sure that if you were not close enough to see last night, you at least heard some sort of rumor about the state I was in, last night... Eagerly begging for His Majesty's cock to fill me up, and the way that he used my body like a fleshlight not just once, but twice, in every possible hole he could fit... Or maybe you were more amused by the thought of how eagerly your perfectionist of a former overseer had learned to beg, service, and please the women of that Dersite brothel..."
Caroline lay on her bed, groaning, and trying to get her legs to stop shaking long enough that she could stand up under her own power, or at least to get some sensation back in them, so that she could try and control them at all. Ever since Walter had actually fucked her (well, it was less of a 'fucking' and more of a case where she was used like a stroker sleeve, and so cum-drunk that she begged for more, long after her body was in any shape to actually actively participate), she'd felt like a literal puddle. Both because she lacked any structure to her body to properly stand and move, as well as the fact that she still felt like she was leaking remnants of the King's cum from her still-sore holes.... Luckily, the palace medical staff had already been called to help her recover, and though their treatments were powerful and thorough, she still had a bone deep ache all throughout her body, and yet, an intense craving for more... But she had duties to perform, first, and that involved being dressed properly, to greet the Empress of Alternia, as well as her secretary 'Bianca', and to be in the room to assist in any way the assembled monarchs might request of her...
After struggling for another ten minutes or so, and succeeding only in managing to roll out of the bed and crawl around on the floor for a bit, she finally decided to swallow her pride, and ask for assistance. But the only person she knew of that could have access to her quarters was a very short list, so as much as her face was already burning up with indignation at the thought, she decided to reach out to the other person who would be in attendance at the summit as an attendant, Colette.
MM:Colette, would you please come to my quarters in the Queens Wing of the palace? I require assistance of a rather sensitive nature, and would rather not inconvenience the King, while he is getting himself ready for this evening. I do not believe you ever turned in your key to my chambers from when you worked under me, so you can use that to unlock the door and let yourself in. I am trying to crawl my way to where my robe is hanging up, but just in case I am unable to completely get there before your arrival, please knock before opening the door?
Caroline receives no official reply to her inquiry, left to drag herself around under her own power for a short time. However, with a frankly SHOCKING response time, she hears a knock at her door within minutes. When asked who it is, Colette identifies herself, asking for permission to enter, assuring that the hall has been cleared. And, when given said permission, Colette opens the door just enough so that she can slip inside, before closing it again. Somewhat petite when compared to the Queen, Colette is still a firm & fit woman, dressed in a suit-dress.
Seeing Caroline in such a sorry state, Colette hurries over, very gently helping Caroline up, & assisting her in moving towards her clothing. Before she helps the head maid get dressed, however, she does what she can to help Caroline get cleaned up. “I see Mr. Kane didn’t hold back. I do hope the two of you had fun.”
Looking up at Colette from the floor, and still in a state of undress, Caroline felt her face heating up intensely. Unable to meet her former subordinate's gaze, she simply muttered something under her breath in response to the question, until the sanitary wipe that Colette was using to help clean up the cum still dribbling out of her sore snatch went a little too high, and the usually prim and proper Head Maid was quite literally moaning and squirming in Colette's arms, completely naked. And though Caroline seemed to realize what she'd just done, the fact that she had just put on such a lewd display while being cradled in the arms of a woman who she had been dealing with intense feelings of jealousy only made the blush on her face all the deeper.
"I... I can clean myself up, Colette... Thank you..." She eventually said, suddenly unable to look the taller woman in the eyes, and frowning at the way she was still responding to things like an overstimulated pornstar. "Besides... I doubt that you would want any mess on your uniform..."
Caroline lay on her bed, groaning, and trying to get her legs to stop shaking long enough that she could stand up under her own power, or at least to get some sensation back in them, so that she could try and control them at all. Ever since Walter had actually fucked her (well, it was less of a 'fucking' and more of a case where she was used like a stroker sleeve, and so cum-drunk that she begged for more, long after her body was in any shape to actually actively participate), she'd felt like a literal puddle. Both because she lacked any structure to her body to properly stand and move, as well as the fact that she still felt like she was leaking remnants of the King's cum from her still-sore holes.... Luckily, the palace medical staff had already been called to help her recover, and though their treatments were powerful and thorough, she still had a bone deep ache all throughout her body, and yet, an intense craving for more... But she had duties to perform, first, and that involved being dressed properly, to greet the Empress of Alternia, as well as her secretary 'Bianca', and to be in the room to assist in any way the assembled monarchs might request of her...
After struggling for another ten minutes or so, and succeeding only in managing to roll out of the bed and crawl around on the floor for a bit, she finally decided to swallow her pride, and ask for assistance. But the only person she knew of that could have access to her quarters was a very short list, so as much as her face was already burning up with indignation at the thought, she decided to reach out to the other person who would be in attendance at the summit as an attendant, Colette.
MM:Colette, would you please come to my quarters in the Queens Wing of the palace? I require assistance of a rather sensitive nature, and would rather not inconvenience the King, while he is getting himself ready for this evening. I do not believe you ever turned in your key to my chambers from when you worked under me, so you can use that to unlock the door and let yourself in. I am trying to crawl my way to where my robe is hanging up, but just in case I am unable to completely get there before your arrival, please knock before opening the door?
