The Next Morning

Leonore woke up after having intense dreams of men cumming all over her face and smooth pate. She woke up to find Louise was not in the bed. Without bothering to dress, or even wondering where her clothes were, she went down to the cafe. She saw a naked Amalia with her face buried in a bowl of oatmeal and cum. Amalia had pig ears on and was making oinking and snorting sounds as she ate.

A naked Ingrid was drinking what looked to be a mimosa, but she looked a bit embarrassed to be drinking it. "Would you like a pissmosa like your friend?"

Leonore looked at the waitress who only wore white sneakers and a white lace apron. "No, but I could us a coffee."

"Cream, sugar, cum?"

"Cum, and lots of it," said Leonore. She sat next to Ingrid. "Where's Elisabeth?"

"We had a huge dildo in our butts last night, and we were bucking against each other. I'm not sure what happened, but apparently I rammed the dildo in so far, she couldn't get it out."

Leonore, still a bit sore at Elisabeth snorted in derision. "So what's she doing?"

"She was cursing like a drunken British sailor, so I left her."

Alexia came in. She had a ball gag in her mouth, her thighs were strapped together. She had a collar and leash on and her hands were cuffed to a belt around her waist. She shuffled over.

Finally, a naked Louise walked through the cafe with three naked, well-hung men in cowboy hats and boots with American flags on them. She winked at her fellow royals.

"Alexia," said Leonore. "You into bondage now?"

Alexia nodded. "Mmmm hmmm."

"Was your mom Maxima the Mattress?"

Alexia shrugged and winked. A with a to-go cup of coffee walked over and picked up Alexia's leash. "Is this little bitch in need of an owner?"

Alexia nodded and looked excited. The man led her off.

The waitress brought Leonore's coffee. "Another pissmosa, miss?" she waitress asked Ingrid.

"You don't have to tell everyone what I'm drinking!" said an ashamed Ingrid.

"Sorry, miss, but it's not all of that unusual here. I'll be more discreet. Another...drink?"

Ingrid could not look at Leonore. She did nod.

Amalia finished her bowl. She had oatmeal and cum all over her face, and Lenore could see a nose-hook pulled Amalia's nostrils up. The hook was attached to the headband with the pink ears on. Amalia walked to a window, and Leonore could see the pink pig-tail anal plug in her friend. Amalia oinked loudly.

Finally, Elisabeth walked in. "Oi, my bunghole feels like the fuckin' chunnel!" She had a chain connecting the nipple clamps attached to the large nipples on her huge bits. A chain extended from her nose to her left ear, and she had three eyebrow rings in each eyebrow, and she had a spiked leather collar on. She walked over to Leonore and Ingrid. "What you fuckin' bird up to?"

Amalia oinked more excitedly as she saw something out the window.

"What's with her?" asked Elisabeth.