The treaty of Blue and Royal

Marcie made her intention clear that Wednesday. Messengers where send back and forth and at the end of the day both opposing factions came to an agreement: Peace was finally an option.

It goes without saying that neither Royal Magnificent nor Crazy Blue trusted each other. As such the signing was hold with both factions fully assembled and the student council present as neutral arbitrators.

I was not aware of the contends of the treaty. I was however aware of a certain condition. To ensure strong and prosperous relations between the two factions I was to be handed over to Crazy Blue. On paper it was an easy enough condition to fulfill. I was a mere **** at this point. Anybody would have handed me over. Marcie however was not anybody.

And so on a crisp, cool Friday evening on the 13th October, the ceremony was hold in great splendor within Noname high's auditorium.

“Well then”, Marel purred, hardly able to hide the ecstasy in her voice. “The last time we met you used to still be a queen, my little Ocelot.”

I whimpered. I was dressed up in some kind of **** bikini with a chain around my neck. Not that I had much modesty left, but that was still not how I wanted to present myself to what used to be my nemesis. As if by fate, today was also the last day of my nipple egg punishment. And of course Marcie thought it a great idea to have them active for this.

“And you, my little Dumpling! I am so very glad that you honored your promise.”

“I always intended to”, Marcie said smiling. She was dressed for the occasion, sporting a golden doublet including a crimson coat and fancy red breeches. It looked slightly less ridiculous then what I was wearing I suppose. “It is unfortunate that it had to come to this. If Gina hadn't decided to **** my hand...”

“Don't try to sugarcoat it.” Lauren hissed. “This has your stench all over it. My guards are on full alert. If I even smell a whiff of betrayal...”

“My little Platypus is so distrusting!” Marel laughed and hugged Lauren.

“Don't call me that! And stop hugging me! You are way too trusting. Just watch and see, this is a trap!”

“Surely we can trust the honorable King Cutie at least, wouldn't you agree?”

Cutie merely nodded at that, holding back his tears. He looked like you would expect some boy king to look, dressed up in finery including a little crown (I am pretty sure he was 18 tough) “Please treat Gina well, ok? She doesn't deserve all of this.”

I am the one who wants to cry, you little...!

“You have my word on that.” Marel nodded solemnly. “Gina will be treated very well under my supervision.”

“Excellent.” Marcie smiled. “Shall we proceed to the signing then?”

The documents where signed under the close supervision of the Student council. While virtually rendered impotent, they still fulfill a sort of ceremonial role and gave the whole farce an aura of prestige.

Cutie scribbled his signature on the documents while Lauren insisted to be the representative of Crazy blue. Marel granted it with pleasure, as that allowed her to spend more time ogling me.

“And now, my price”, Marel smiled. “My little Dumpling, if you would do the honors?”

Everyone looked on with bathed breath. At this point rumors of my curse floated around the entire school. Marcie didn't even deny it anymore, to sweeten the deal further Marel was supposed to be given full ownership over this affliction of mine.

“Gina, from now on you no longer have to obey my commands, any commands I have given and any I intend to give you from this point forward are invalid.”

“Wait,” Marel interjected with an unusual sharp voice. “You said all commands are invalid. How do you intend to hand control over to me?”

Right away there was tension in the air. It goes without saying that trickery and deceit was to be expected here.

Marcie however merely smiled amiable. “Indeed, I could have handed you control over just like that. However, I thought it more appropriate if you claim her yourself. At the moment everyone here can command Gina, well except me of course.

“Like this”; Lindsey quipped. “Gina have an orgasm”

Are you fucking kidding me?

I screamed and fell to me knees, shuddering.

“Oh my”, Marel looked on in astonishment and trembled just as much. “Gina, from now on you are only to obey me.”

“Y-yes”, I stammered, breathing heavily.

“Come to me, no don't get up, I want you to do it crawling.”

Blushing, I obeyed.

“How delightful!” Marel crouched down in front of me. “Give paw.”

I did.

“Roll over!”

I did.

“Now beg!”

Does Marel know what the fuck an Ocelot is?

Finally after making me growl like an Ocelot(we needed to watch a video first for that one) she hugged me tightly and showered me with kisses. “You are so unbelievably cute! Do not worry, my poor little Ocelot. I will take very good care of you! Very good care, indeed! You will overdose on love!”

“I can't believe it”, Lauren muttered under her breath. “This fucking curse is actually real.”

“Of course it is!” Susan shouted with glee. “Now I will finally have my **** on this fucking bitch!”

“Don't presume too much, my little Riceball.” Marel shot her a cool glare. “Little Ocelot is mine, and mine alone. But perhaps I allow you to enjoy her at some point. Under my supervision of course.”

Susan did not like the wording of that, not that I gave a fuck tough as Marel pushed me way too deep into her colossal tits.

And with that the ceremony ended and the festivities began.

A grand feast was held to celebrate this eternal peace. While I was still nothing then a mere ****, Marel still had me join on the dais together with her, Lauren, Marcie and Cutie.

“None of you drink even a single drop of wine, you hear me?” Lauren hissed at her troops. “I want you at full attention at all times!” Even now Lauren expected some sort of trickery and constantly barked at her troops to remain vigilant. Marel was more generous with her own lackeys, who happily mingled with Royal magnificent as the auditorium erupted in joyful merriment.

“Still, part of me regrets this”, allowed Marel. “I have Riceball and Ocelot, but you my little Dumpling managed to escape my grasp.”

“You honor me”, Marcie said humbly. “But I am hardly comparable to Gina.”

“Oh, you will forgive me If I agree here.” Marel proceeded to gently stroke my chin. “Gina is the grand prize. The crown jewel. There are few things I wouldn't give up for her. Still there are certain charms to you that make you very attractive to me. Perhaps you could be inclined to share our bed at some point?”

“I am afraid, I do not share your tastes.”

“Oh, that is easily enough changed with a bit of training. Head back, mouth open.”, Marel smiled and proceeded to balance a grape on my nose, before letting it tumble down into my mouth. I almost chocked on it. “That curse of yours, could it make you fall in love with me?”

I gave her a scared look. “It has the ability to muddle with my mind. I would appreciate If you let that door closed.”

“Aww!” Marel hugged me tight. “Don't worry, I love you just to way you are. Still I think you would just love it if I play around with you a bit. Just a touch here and there to spice things up.” She started to breathe heavy. “I want you to feel as wonderful as you can and sometimes that may require me to shut down certain...inhibitions of yours.”

Eep.

Marel took one more breath to prevent herself from hyperventilating. “Oh! I'm afraid I can simply wait not a minute longer! My little Dumpling, if you would excuse me. I have some urgent business that my little Ocelot needs to take care of right now!”

Marel half dragged me down the dais and backstage.