This is very different to anything else I have written. Basically, I left it general as possible for anyone to enjoy. There is nsfw at the end so be aware of that.
Imagine you are nobility, not very prestigious or rich, but still nobility and tonight you are invited to the palace for a party. Your parents dress you up in proper regalia and the finest clothes you have ever worn in your life. They are very excited that all of you had been graced with an invitation, and if they are lucky, they might just be able to form a proper alliance with other higher up families. Therefore, they have the tailors taken in your clothes a bit to properly show off your “assets.”
You had been anticipating the event all month, and as your carriage drew closer to the grandiose building, you felt a bit ill. Your loyal retainer took your hand to comfort you.
“Don’t feel afraid, I’m sure you will bring great honor to your house and yourself tonight. But don’t forget to enjoy yourself some too. You are young after all.”
You take these words to heart. Yes, you were still young for an adult, but in some way you knew that made you too old for fun. You had not planned to get married and here you were almost 21. It felt strange as any friend you had known was married or with child by now. You had hoped that perhaps these thoughts would leave you tonight, but your faithful servant was always there to say the wrong thing no matter their intent.
You grab at the hem of your clothes as you walk through the spacious and towering doorway of the palace entrance. As you stepped into the ballroom, you heard you name called along with the rest of your family’s. With each step down the stairs your eyes met a new face staring at you vehemently. You get a bit dizzy and look up to see the ornate chandelier hanging for the highest portion of the ceiling. You wonder if it has ever fallen to kill anyone before as you reach the bottom stair. Your led by your mother to the dining area and told to eat what you want quickly as once more guests had arrived that you would be quite busy.
The food, barely touched, smelled incredible to you. There were dishes you didn’t even know existed on the spread before you. You fill your plate in whatever way you desire. You don’t leave the vicinity of the table food to begin eating just to avoid having to come back for more drink. You watch as others, interest now peaked from your actions, fill plate after plate to take them to where their families were currently. One man in particular caught your eye.
Your heart stopped for a moment as you watched the King of this palace and realm walk up to you and grab a goblet without a word. You weren’t sure what to say nor where you sure why he of all people would be getting the drink for himself.
“Your highness,” you start but you stopped before continuing. What right did you have to question his actions after all?
You had never seen him up close before which seemed like a damn shame. He was incredibly attractive to you. You knew that it was impolite to look upon those of much higher rank as if you had a chance with them, but you didn’t dare look away. His cologne was a bit strong, but the light numbing sensation that washed over your brain made you feel a bit more focused on him. Coming to that realization that his eyes ran over your form, your face burned like you had been standing to close to a bonfire.
As he walked away you weren’t sure if he flashed you a smirk or scowled. You felt a bit jealous of the ladies surrounding him when he returned the main portion of the ballroom. They seemed a bit perturbed that he had left his throne for any purpose, but they slowly seemed to fall back into fake laughter and smiles. You couldn’t guess at their words due to the distance, but you were sure that your presence over here was not of any importance to them. You felt relieved and returned your attention to eating once more.
It didn’t take much longer before the nobles your parents were waiting for arrived. You leave whatever is left on your plate to act as the proper heir you needed to be tonight. The guests took up most of your time with dancing and casual flirting. You didn’t mind it, but you couldn’t help but find yourself staring at the man who had caught your eye. You felt a bit embarrassed that your father kept elbowing you to pay attention, but it was hard not to want to admire the most handsome man you have ever seen. Occasionally, you’d lock eyes with him, and you’d earn a smirk from your better. He seemed to quite enjoy the attention.
After another quick dance with the eldest son of the other noble house, your eyes returned to the King. With how late into the night it had gotten, you were surprised at how few of the ladies surrounded him like before. Surely, you thought, it was time for him to leave the party with whoever he planned to bed that night. But the frown upon his visage made you a bit fearful especially since it was directed at you. He removed himself for the irritated pose he was in and started to make his way through the crowd. The fear in your heart dared to creep onto your face as he stood towering over you.
“So you, a low noble, think you may flash your doe eyes all night without even coming up to me. You have caught my attention, and you have made me come take what you seem to be too afraid to beg for.”
You aren’t sure what to say. It was true you had imagined him doing this very same thing earlier in the night save for the intimation, but now that he was here just a breath away you were frozen.
“Speechless again? Very well, let your King show you what your heart desires.”
He offered his arm which you quickly took. His expression seemed a bit softer as he prepared to dance with you. Though you weren’t the best at it, you were quick to mirror his more sophisticated steps. Your senses felt honed in as again your body felt blanketed by his cologne. He made sure to complement you on this. You felt like as long as it was with him you could perform any feat, any task as long as he was there to guide you or encourage you. You weren’t sure what exactly you were feeling, but you didn’t want it to stop as the each song ended. However, he never let you hip or hand go. The distance between you never seemed to grow in fact you two were as close as your outfit allowed.
The last song was played and all the guests started to leave. You expected him to leave you to return to his life, but he dared not move. If fact as you turned to leave, he locked his fingers with yours.
“It might seem like an honor, too great for you but if you are willing, bed me tonight. I’d like to see if you have the courage to take what you desire, if you truly do.”
He let go and turned away. Now was your chance. Would you take it or would you go back to the life you had known with only a taste of something greater lingering on your tongue? You thought back to earlier in the night. Yes, you were young, and you deserved to grasp your desires with both hands without fear or regret. You couldn’t care what your parents would say after hearing of your deviancy. The King expressed his desire for you, not anyone else but you. It didn’t matter if you’d be considered a whore or damaged goods because tonight you’d know what it meant to be favored. And oh how favored you would feel.
You ran toward him grasping his arm as you weren’t fast enough to catch his hand.
“A quick response. This is most welcome.”
Without hesitation, he grasped your hand once more to led you to his chambers. You weren’t sure if you were allowed to speak. He did not attempt to carry a conversation with you though he made sure to make eye contact with you over and over. You were sure he was checking to make sure you were serious, and each time you made sure the glance was met with a half-lidded, desire filled expression. Hopefully, that was enough to convince him. He opened the door to reveal the most incredible bedroom you had ever seen. It filled you with great excitement to be able to stay the night in here with this handsome man. You were quick to say your name properly as you never even thought to introduce yourself. He was a bit amused and returned the favor.
The party felt like a long time ago, as he spread you open for him. He hummed in pleasure seeing you finally exposed to him. You would have never imagined that you would be taking the King’s cock by the end of the night. The light-hearted laugh he made at your gasp at his initial penetration made your body melt. What a glorious sound to be allowed to hear! It felt as if the Gods themselves had gifted him the ability to make such music. He mused a bit over how tight you were, and over how you should have mentioned your need for stretching, but at some point, you told him it didn’t matter. In truth you were right. whatever pain you had from the initial was long gone and replaced with unspeakable pleasure. His scent, his voice, his thrusts were all that mattered to you in that moment.
Your body shuddered as his penis brushed past your most sensitive spot. He growled at the sudden extra pressure on his member. You had no control over your moans as he managed to hit that spot over and over and over. His lips were quick to reach yours when you almost screamed. He loved your excitement, but the inhuman screech was too much even for him. Your tongue explored his mouth as you carded a hand through his hair. Nothing in this world tasted as good as him. It was unfair how much your desire for him grew each time he let you experience new things about him. You hated that you were totally enamored with this man, and yet you were so deep that you could not deny yourself the pleasure of finishing what was already happening.
Filled with extra vigor you tried to meet him with each thrust. You hoped that this would help your lover climax as you felt yourself oh so close. Luckily for you, he was. Though he mentioned he was going to come he gave no indication of pulling out. You smiled at the thrill of such an honor. In fact, you were prepared to beg him to penetrate you again if he had. He made sure to yell your name as came, and that was enough to push you right over the edge. With each twitch of his cock, you felt your insides become covered in his seed. You were sure that there was no greater feeling than this.
Not sure if anyone saw this post from Saturday or Sunday, but Amy has started a new job mentoring young girls. I’m not sure exactly what type of facility it is, but she’s wearing scrubs so it must be legit. The fact that she mentioned being inspired by the way the Turpin story hit makes me wonder if that was the tipping point from her otherwise unsteady feelings about her family..... Anyway, good for her! I would absolutely love to be doing what she’s doing.
