He's your simp

"Don't you get it? You wanna do everything I tell you to because you love me, more than any other man you've known. You respect me, admire me. Unconditionally support me. You're my little simp," you say.

"I just met you. What the fuck," he says dismissively.

"I wish you would kiss me and realize that I'm right," you say and he looks at your lips, the disgust apparent by the sneer on his face.

"Fuck you," he says trying to look away, but he instead walks towards you his body close to yours.

"I don't know if i'm quite ready for that yet. I like to be wined and dined." You say wrapping your arms around the prince. He is avoiding eye contact. "What's one little kiss gonna do?"

"What the fuck are you doing to me?" the prince murmurs before your lips touch. What started as a peck evolves into something more passionate. His lips are soft, unlike his mustache, which is rough against your skin.

"Good boy," you say pulling away from the heated kiss.

"How...Why..." he says in a daze.

"Did you like it?" you say and Prince Eric nods. You grab his neck and smile. You gently squeeze, the prince doesn't protest. "Does this hurt?" you ask.

"A little, but if you want to do it, who am I to stop you? I love the feeling of you holding me."

"Do you want me to let go?"

"Do you want to?" he replies. You let go.

"You are going to explain everything to me. And I mean everything." you say and he nods.

"Okay so there is this thing called the sky. It's blue and..." he begins.

"Okay not everything, but answer my questions," you say.

"Sounds good, although I might suggest we get a move on it. I need to keep on my schedule or we both could get in serious trouble," he says.

"Schedule?" you ask.

"I'm a prince, I have public appearances and stuff...but I can try to reschedule them if you like," he says.

"No, don't cancel." You say, wrapping your arm around him, "But take me with you."

"Okay babe," he smirks kissing you again.

"Oh, one more thing," you say pulling back, "Give Steven his dick back. He liked having it so much."

"Anything for you," he says walking over to the booth. He fished his hand into the bag the guard had left the bag there.

"Was this it?" He pulled out a thin long black dick.

"What do you think?" you both laugh.

"Alright, I think this one is it." He said pulling out a cock that looked like it fit the bill. "Guards, Steven, come back here at once." The prince commanded.

"Yes, your highness." The guards said in unison.

"I really must be moving on." he points at you, "This man is to accompany me and is to be treated as if he were a royal," he looks at Steven. "Catch" the prince says, throwing the cock at Steven. Steven got smacked in the face with it. "Consider yourself grateful for such a kind and venerous leader to show mercy on you."

"Thank you, your highness," Steven said, his cheeks still puffy, he picked it up off the floor and lined it up with his crotch, twisting it back into place. A click sounded and Steven's face scrunched. He yelled in pain as the metal device spun rapidly. He dropped to his knees before ultimately the ring clanged to the floor.

"Alright, good, now that's settled let's go." prince Eric said walking out of the door. You follow him outside, where you are greeted by a limousine. Prince Eric steps inside, and you follow suit.

Having never been in a limo before, you can't be 100% sure your wishing had changed the experience. But the champagne glasses full of cum and blindfolded man on all fours, certainly wasn't something you had thought was normal.

"Like it baby?" Prince Eric says, closing the door.

"It's nice...I'm just confused." you say.

"Okay, well we have a bit of a drive, ask me anything." Prince Eric picking up a cum cocktail.