Downstairs

Liandra felt her cheeks redden, each step was a struggle, and the corridor appeared endless.She was walking naked, save for a leash, what would happen if anyone recognized her? She heard moans and love cries out of each room, but most were locked. Most, but not all.

Behind one she saw a couple of women interwined in love´s embrace, smashing their pussies together for mutual gratification. Another had a woman riding a man´s erection, and her beauty gave Liandra pause. Liandra found herself yearning for her, and to be like her, but chastised the thought, she couldn't be having unfaithful thoughts in her very nuptials! She hurried down the rest of the hallway.

Her nakedness came to her mind again when she reached the common room. Even if this was a whore house, still the women kept a certain decorum, at most they had their breasts bared after a paying played havoc with their provocative dresses, so it was no wonder that all eyes turned to her when she appeared in the doorway.

Her reaction surprised her even more, Liandra knew she should be frozen, ashamed, but she found the idea of commanding the lust of every single person in the room strangely alluring. She crossed the room with elegant strides, exaggerating the sway of her hips for them to admire.

She was almost past the hallway when it came, a sound whack in her bottom "Now THAT is what I like , whore!"

The impertinent peasant! He was sitting with 2 more men, sharing drinks, and they all leered at the princess. She pretended she didn't notice, but she knew he would have left his fingers stamped in her round butt.

In the kitchen the attending whore was most helpful, and gave her the wine bottle and a plate with fruits. "Enjoying your nuptials?" Liandra nodded "With our compliments..." The whore also placed a rose with the fruits basket, 'have they been overhearing us?' she though, but she just thanked her.

On her way back her other butt was equally imprinted by the same lout. "BACK for MORE!" Embolden by their actions, the others callously called for her services and rather crudely praised her beauty, Kendra knew this would happen, and if that was it Liandra accepted her lot. She carried her wine and fruits and flower across the room, but avoided straying too close to any table.

Upstairs Kendra received her wife with open arms, she didn't even bother with the food and beverage, she just laid them on a table.

"How did it feel?" She asked

"It felt good, very naughty. But it was a bit unfair I was the only one there" answered Liandra.

"your ass! both your cheeks are red, as if they were groped by an Orc!" Kendra emulates her shock, and the ring tells her it doesn't look so bad. sometimes it can be such a killjoy

"One of the peasants down there slapped me as I was passing by...and again when I came back". Kendra asked then "Was he handsome?" Liandra didn't really remember, she wasn't paying much attention to him.

"He does have a big hand... you know what they say about men with big hands, don't you?" But Liandra didn't have a clue. "How would you like to have a menage a trois in your nuptials?" Liandra didn't understand the foreign language Kendra used, so she quipped "How would YOU like it, my wife?"

"I think I would like that very much, my love." the baroness answered.