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Chapter 17 by JimJoeBob JimJoeBob

She must be free now? Right?

Day 5: Freedom

The sun rose, the morning came, and with it so did Zira's freedom. The sound of Lilly's heels on the stone floor of the cell block hallway echoed throughout the halls. She had just spent an hour arguing with the guard at the front desk over Zira's incarceration, she demanded her freedom but he said she had commuted too big of a crime. Lilly had pouted and threatend to get a hold of her father so he mentioned that her bail could be paid and Zira would be free to go. So she went home and came back with a hefty sack of gold, plowing it down on the desk of the annoying guard.

Lilly had been worried these pst four days, she'd went to see Zira and found locked door (that she then had broken down by some royal guards) and an empty house. She searched all over the city until she had come across a hearald yesterday who spread word of the gypsey thief who had been caought trying to steal valuable from with museum...in the nude. A big smile hung above her chin as she gleefully strolled past the hardened criminals to see her friend, making a deeply constasting sight.

Upon reaching Zira's cell, Lilly was halted by a guard standing watch who asked her business being here to which she replied with the paying of the woman's bail. He nodded in responce and stepped aside remarking, "I don't know if she's up yet. Or if she can get up after last night..." The princess face turned to that of curiosity and she leaned to peer into the dark cell. Puddles of a white, creamy goo littered the floor, leading to the gypsey girl sitting up against the wall. Eyes open but lifeless, mouth wide open with her tongue hanging out the side, body slathered in dried cum, hair a wild mess from being used to throw her around and being jizzed on.

"Oh my Zira, you look dreadful. Let me take you back to the castle and we can get you cleaned up. Come on sleepy head! We have adventures to go on!", said the naive girl with a sense of joy so foreign to the situation. A faint moan of displeasure was all Zira had the strength to do as the stupidly happy princess skipped across the cell to the used cum rag she'd become.

What's next in the adventures of the naive princess and the unlucky gypsy?

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