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A naïve princess | kiahoga | 33

 

Following Mia back to your chamber, you ponder what she told you. Eventually, we all give in the servant girl had told you, and you were scared she was right. Sir Klaus got away, and even now, was making his way to the capital so help would indeed be coming. You brighten up at that fact, but you know that would be a fools hope. In Lilith’s care not a day, and you burn with the need to ride Lilith’s thick cock till she shoots you full.

You father was depending on you to make a good marriage with prince Mortimer, and everything depended on that match. So, if your going to get out of this, you’ll have to do it yourself. That also means, that unless you want a guard following you everywhere even to the privy, you would have to toe the line. Your ruminations gets interrupted as you and Mia come to the steps to the tower.

“Have a good bath,” The guard asks suggestively as the two of you arrive at the top.

“It was lovely, thanks for asking,” You reply as you and Mia enter your room.
“I bet it was.” The guard growls, as he closes the door shutting you Mia into your prison.

Mia Leans against one of your beds banisters and arches an eyebrow, “Dinner is in a little over an hour would you like me to help you dress, unless you would like to do something else.” Mia says glancing at the bed.

“Help me get dressed with what” You blurt out, “No stocking , no petticoats, only a corset and a dress that while expertly put together is designed to show off everything I got.”

Mia saunters over to the chest throwing it open, “True, but after a couple days you’ll enjoy the sense of power it will give you. To see the guards looks, and know how ever much they want to lift your skirt and fuck you, that there was absolutely nothing they could do about it.”

Mia shivers in delight and pulls a rich emerald green gown out of the trunk “I think this one will look divine on you.” She says.

Looking away, you didn’t want Mia to see how much the thought of cock teasing, as one of the gossips back at court would call it, appealed to you.

Amused Mia tosses the gown onto the bed, “Okay you win, for now, you should be able to put the dress on yourself.”

You nod, as Mia, opens the door, and saunters from the chamber. Going over to a floor length Mirror, you slip out of the robe, studying your reflection. Your skin was still too sensitive, your nipples were hard nubs, and dew still leaked from your woman’s mound wetting your thighs. All signs of weakness, but the only way possibly to win yourself free was by lulling Lilith into complacency.

Your mind made up, you slip the dress over your head putting it on. The Fabric felt like Muslin, and it didn’t have any sleeves leaving your shoulder bare. Lacing the dress up your side you could swear that it was tailored specifically for you. Staring at your reflection you had to admit that you were stunning. The neckline plunged almost to your naval leaving most of your breasts bare. Idly you wonder why the designer didn’t leave you topless, because what was covered was with a semi transparent fabric that you could look right through if you stared king and hard enough.

Slipping on your slippers your startled by a loud knock at the door.

“What is it,” You call out.

“I’m here to escort you to dinner,” A voice calls through the door.

Walking to the chamber door you open it to the appreciative look of a young man. Sure enough you feel a naughty heat move through you as the young man stares at your tits.

“Lets not keep her grace waiting.” You tell him.

 

Does Liandra have an enjoyable dinner


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