I wish I was a loved and worshipped femboy prince, so cute that I get away with everything. Everyone plays along with my innocent sheltered act, but they're all secretly hoping that I choose them to bring into my quarters at night, to ask them to teach me about adult things and let them worship their royal highness inside and out.
Sitting on the commander knight's lap during a meeting, everyone waving it off as a playful whim, but he's actually buried deep in my boycunt, throbbing and trying his best to act nonchalant as I rock back and forth and bounce on it, my rightful throne :3
Being hastily fingered in the corner of a hallway, the servant clamping a hand over my mouth to muffle my whimpers from echoing throughout the floor. My guards pretending not to hear anything from where they're stationed, making sure to not let anyone else enter.
Later at night, rewarding my personal guards by letting them use me however they wished. They were hired to protect me, but now they were defiling a royal family member on my own bed, thrusting into both ends till I'm a mess.
The servants drawing my bath helping to clean me up by licking the cum out of me, bringing me to orgasm a few more times so that I can fully relax when they place me in the warm water.
