Coraline needs some relief.

Marcus stared at the flushed face of his maid, listening to her hot, panting breaths and wondering just what was going on. She was staring at him with wet, glistening eyes, a hungry look on her face that sent tingles down his spine. Her hand was down by his thigh, rubbing him gently through the dress. Just like in the bath, he could feel his dick start to tingle and ache as her fingers strayed ever so close to it.

"Will you help me, dear?" She cooed. "I've done so much for you. It's just a little thing, I promise."

"Okay." Marcus nodded. She had helped him, and it was kind of hard to think with her rubbing his leg like this.

"Ah, you're such a good boy, and so very pretty too." Coraline sighed, her voice trembling with relief. "I always wanted to see you all dressed up like this, and now I can, I just can't hold back any longer." Holding him in her lap with one hand, she reached up with the other and slipped her dress from her shoulders. With just a shrug, it tumbled down to her waist, and suddenly she was half-naked, her big boobs right there in front of him. Marcus squealed in shock, his hands leaping up to cover his eyes. "It's okay, dear." She cooed in his ear, her hot breaths tingling on his skin. She grabbed one of his arms and gently moved it down. He swallowed anxiously, unable to stop his gaze flickering down to his chest. It was really hard to look away. Her boobs were just so big and round, the pale skin of those two large mounds soft and creamy as milk with the darker nipples standing out stiff. He couldn't help but stare at them, poking out from her white flesh like two little towers. "I know you're embarrassed, but you don't have to be. All boys get curious, right? I'll show you everything, teach you just how to make a woman feel good."

"Coraline..." He whimpered.

"You do want to know how to make me feel good, right?" She purred, still rubbing at his leg. His mouth was dry, and he felt his other hand drop limply to his side. "Here, let me show you." She reached up to her boob, shivering as she run a finger along that soft flesh towards her stiff dark nipple. "You see how hard they are? That's because of you, Marcus. I can't help but feel hot and needy when I have you sitting on my lap and dressed so pretty." The young prince bit his lip. It was her who'd done those things to him in the first place, and now she was talking like it was his fault! He'd have said as much, but his voice didn't seem to be working very well, not with her big naked boobs right in his face. "Won't you help me, dear?" She purred in his ear. Her hand was in his hair now, gently moving his head down towards her chest. "I just want a kiss or two, that'll be enough for me."

Marcus felt his lips open and just like that he was gently licking at the soft skin of her boobs. His cheeks were blazing hot, his head all fuzzy, and his dick aching between his legs. It was really hard to think about anything but her boobs. He just nuzzled closer into her chest, kissing and licking all over like he wanted to taste every inch of soft, white skin. Her boobs were really pretty, and he couldn't help but want to do this even more. It made him feel good, so it was okay, right?

He rubbed his cheek against one of those soft mounds, feeling the stiffer nipple press into his skin. She moaned softly, trembling against his body. It made him feel even nicer, knowing that she was happy with him now. Better than when she was scary and mean and spanked him, right? His bottom was still stinging. He didn't want any more of that.

"Oh...you're such a good boy, Marcus." She murmured above him, the heat in her voice sending shivers down his spine. "You're doing so well for Mama. Just a little more, baby boy. I'm so close." One of her hands was still holding his head against her, but he could just see the other one slipping down between both their legs. She was reaching under her dress, he realized suddenly. What was she doing down there? He tried to crane his neck to see, but she just pulled him back into her boobs, rubbing those soft mounds all over his head. "Here, dearie, lick me here." She moved him so that his mouth was right in front of her stiff nipple.

Feeling rather like he'd been hypnotized, Marcus stuck out his trembling tongue. She gasped when he licked her gently along that hard nub, swirling his tongue around it. Just like that, he found himself leaning forward, his lips parted. He wrapped them round her hard nipple and started sucking. It made him feel so safe and warm, doing this for her with her arms wrapped tight around his trembling body.

The stinging in his spanked butt, his worries about his parents, even the unease he'd started feeling around her, all of that faded away. Instead, he just focused on the nipple in his mouth, sucking at it as tenderly as he could manage and fluttering his tongue over the tip. She was moaning a lot now, and he could hear a wet, squelching noise from where her hand was under her dress. It was him doing this. Making her feel good. That felt nice.

"Oh...Marcie!" She cooed suddenly, trembling against him. "Oh...my baby girl. You're all mine now, aren't you? My baby. Oh...you feel so good for Mama! Oh!" Her voice died in a shrill squeal. She bucked up in the chair, gasping and moaning. Marcus just kept sucking at her nipple, too lost in this strange warm haze to stop. He didn't want to, not when he knew as soon as he did all the worries and fears would return. Better to stay here nice and safe in her arms, right? Where he didn't have to think about all the scary things outside?