Princess in prison

The guard knocks politely on the door as he opens it; you slide past him into Doe’s quarters and he nods respectfully at the two of you before closing the heavy wood behind you. The princess looks at you; though her beautiful face is carefully composed your well-trained eye can see the hints of fear and uncertainty beneath her mask.

“Lady Greenwood” Doe says stiffly, still managing to cast a disdainful look at your scandalous gown despite her captivity She still doesn’t know who I am you realize with an inward smile this might be even more fun than I thought; Doe continues on “Have they taken you as a captive as well?” her eyes widen a little and you see a hint of hope in them “Did you see?... is my father still?...”

“He is dead Princess, I was with your father at his end” you tell her softly, neglecting to mention that you had been plunging a dagger into his heart at the time of his ****. “This castle has already been taken, my Lady; General Braem and his master, King Darius, have control of not only of this castle, but over most of the Kingdom of Valdem by now.”

“What will happen to us?” she whispered; her big, sapphire blue eyes going wide at the mention of General Braem. You weren’t surprised at her reaction, Braem was well known to be amongst the greatest military minds in the known lands and while he was almost fanatically loyal to your liege, King Darius, he was also well known for taking very few prisoners in his conquests.

Once again you give her the truth, with a few important details missing; “King Darius has already **** your mother into signing a declaration of surrender and a peace treaty; he is probably already **** her back in her quarters right now” her stunningly lovely face goes pale as you continue “Assuming she is good enough between the sheets to please him, your mother will be left here in the castle when Darius eventually leaves. She will be permitted to serve as Lady-Regent for the child he is putting into her until that child reaches the age of majority or she dies”

“While King Darius has of course, no reason to hold me as a prisoner, the same is of course not true for you Princess Doe, not with you being a virgin princess. No, you will probably be given away to some foreign ambassador or he may pass you off to some lesser lord, maybe to one of his advisor’s” you neglect to mention you ARE one of those advisors and you had stated your claim on the princess to King Darius earlier that day.

Doe stumbles backwards and sits on the edge of the wide, canopied bed; you sit down beside her and slide one arm around her shoulders “Shhhh” you whisper softly, stroking her long, silky, white-blonde curls gently “I have seen much of his court and it may not be so bad, many of his nobles are actually quite handsome and trust me, they grow them quite large down there” she blushes a little and giggles softly at your words “You are very beautiful princess, I am sure you will be treated well”

“In fact, I rather envy the man who gets to-” You stop talking mid sentence and look away, forcing a false blush to your cheeks as she looks at you; her eyes have gone wide again and there was a faint but noticeable flush to her own cheeks as well. “Forgive me Princess” you mumble, looking at the floor “it’s just that you are very beautiful and I... forgive me, I should go”

You go to stand, but she seizes your arm tightly “Please don’t do go” she pleaded; you slowly sit down beside her on the edge of the bed again. “I’ve never... I mean I’m still...” the way she fumbles around the words is actually rather cute “Mother always said a good girl waits until she is married and...I’m a little scared” You give an inward eye roll at the mere thought of Queen Viola telling anyone how ‘good girls’ should behave, the woman knew most of her noblemen’s cocks better than she did their faces.

“Perhaps I can make you a little less nervous if I tell you of own my first time” you offer; Doe nods a little and you begin your tale “It happened when my family and I were visiting my father’s bannerman, Lord Tendric Mornaey, he had a pair of rather ugly sons but his daughter Marissa was a jewel. She was tall and slender with shining red-gold curls falling almost to her waist, the biggest green eyes I had ever seen and skin like the finest of porcelain”

“So a few days after we arrived, Marissa and I had decided to sneak out of her father’s manor to watch the carnival in the village below. Her father would have been quite angry as he was very protective of her and he would have been furious if he knew Marissa’s maid, Contessa had stolen two bottles of his best wine to bribe the gate guard to remain silent about our little ‘expedition’.”

You smile ruefully as your tale continues “Of course we had decided to drink some of the wine before we left “To test its suitability for our guardsmen” is what I believe Marissa said, and so we were rather tipsy when we started to strip off our gowns so we could dress in the page boy outfits Contessa had stolen for us.”

“Well, one thing lead to another and the three of us never made it out of the castle, we spent the whole night making love in Marissa’s bed” and on her floor, up against her wall and even once out on her balcony you reflect, face going a little pink as you think of that long ago night.

Doe’s eyes have gone rather soft and dreamy as she gazes at you; before she realizes what you are doing you lean forward and plant your mouth against hers, your tongue darting past her lips and entwining with her own. One of your hands goes to her chest and begins fondling her sweet, perky breast through the velvet of her dress; she stiffens in surprise at your actions and even more so when you guide one of her small hands down to the iron hard cock between your legs.

Eventually, you break off the kiss and draw back from her; Doe is panting for breath as she looks at you; her deep, blue eyes are unreadable as she opens her mouth...