Opening the chests, you eyes go wide, “Oh my god.” You exclaim.
Reaching in the first thing you pull out is what you would expect to be a robe, but It was unlike any robe you’d ever seen. The robe was a deep blue, and the fabric looked like silk, but just the act of stroking it brought you a giddy feeling of pleasure. The most scandalous thing though was, instead of going to the floor as most robes did your figured this one would only fall to mid thigh, and the plunging neckline would all but show your breasts.
Sitting the robe aside, you pull out a pair of blue Satin slippers, and start to put them down. All of a sudden you freeze in place, and realize something your lady maid would consider essential was missing, no under things save for a corset. You move some of the fabric in the trunk around, and sure enough no loin clouts or breast bands only some sponges that would be used during your moon days. And looking at the dresses, sure enough, some were cut differently than others but they all were designed along the lines of what you saw Gwen wearing.
In your minds eye, you could see yourself, walking down the hallways, your breasts and the petals of your sex visible for the inspection of whomever passed you. Sitting back, your nipples became hard nubs and squirming fresh moisture wet your thighs as you silently warred with yourself. On the one hand, your horrified that Lilith meant to dress you like a wanton slut. The other side of your nature, the side that gleefully watched as Ludo slammed his beautiful cock home into Gwens pussy for the first time was clapping with glee.
Disciplining yourself, you fight the need to roll and tug on your nipples, and to plunge your fingers into your pussy. Eventually your hands stop shaking and you consider refusing the clothes as unacceptable. Just as quickly, you discard the notion certain that if you told Lilith that you refused to wear the clothes in the trunk she would instead have you walk around the castle naked. Which you say to yourself would not necessarily be a bad thing, best not to go there you decide.
Ill refuse to eat dinner saying I’m not hungry you decide. And that decided you decide to partake of a bath to clean the blood and sweat off of you. Standing, you slip on the slippers and put on the robe, tying the belt. You give a low moan at the sensation of the fabric moving against your sensitive skin.
Walking to the Door you call out “Guard.”
The guard opens the door, ”What do you need Mistress?” He says Leering at you.
Even though he was not a handsome man, you couldn’t help but feel a little heat at the guards blatant perusal.
“Ahh could you call for the bath attendant, please.” You ask.
“Ill summon an attendant now, it will be a few minutes.” The guards tells you, closing the door.
What is wrong with me you silently wonder, collapsing back onto the bed while you wait. You watch your knights get cut down before you and instead of fighting with everything your worth instead you all but give yourself to Lilith. You must keep yourself pure for your husband you silently admonish yourself, even as you stroke and caress yourself.
You hear the lock on the door being thrown back.
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