You stared at the wall, tears falling from your face as the words that your father had said to you rung painfully in your mind. He had told you that if you did not find a good, rich and handsome suitor within two weeks, he would marry you off to either your brothers, your cousins, some fat old loaf from another Kingdom, or... himself.
After your mother had died, he had created a Harem of beautiful women that fucked and served him like no woman ever had done before. You swallowed, hoping to the Elven Gods that you would find a potential suitor... or else you would be turned into one of those elvish sluts that fucked any elf in sight - man or woman.
You stood up, brushing your beautiful blonde hair away from your face, and admired yourself in the mirror for a few seconds. You wore a long, beautiful pink gown that with a black bra underneath. Your long, sunny blonde hair reached your buttocks - other people would've said more demeaning words such as butt, or ass, however your royal upbringing prevented you from saying crude terms like that.
You had bright, blue eyes and a gorgeous pair of lips that sent many men eager for your virgin sex - and indeed, it seemed like you would have to give it up to one of them if you didn't want to marry one of your family members.
However... that option was looking quite nice right now.
So what do you do? Have sex with as many men as possible, to find the best suitor? Wait until your two weeks are up and marry one of your family members or a fat old loaf, and risk being put into your fathers Harem? |