She tries to sleep and forget about it

The next morning came quickly for others, but to Mabel it was a hell of a wait. She had got no sleep and her bed was soaked with her cold sweat. Even with that she had woken up before anyone else and made Belle the royal maid make her a cup of tea with honey of course. Now she sat in the kitchen of the great castle while the maid poured her drink.

"E-excuse me miss, did you have trouble sleeping perhaps? Should I increase the heat in your quarters?" The cute shorter worker bee asked her and placed the cup before her lady. "Oh, no please. I-I just have a bad feeling is all…" Mable took a sip and enjoyed the nice sweetness of the honey, not too mild but not too strong either on the sweetness.

"O-of course miss, would your highness like to chat about the matter with me? I may prove helpful in this, if my lady wishes." She looked at Mable with those roundish black eyes of hers, with only a slight pinkish shade in them, matching with her cheeks. "The matter is that I fear something terrible is about to happen today, and I think it might involve the eggs in some way."

Mable knew she was dancing on a thin line, but she knew that it was a most common thing to worry about, and she had gotten in terms with what happened and hoped that the nurses would stay quiet and just clean the egg and pretend like nothing happened. "Oh dear, what a terrifying thought indeed. Let's just hope nothing happens, as it would surely be a horrible thing. C-can I interest my lady in a warming hug, by chance?" It was not a sign of affection as much as a built-in response she was supposed to say in situations like this. Mabel liked Belle's body on hers and agreed on it and quickly removed her nightgown making her pert breasts show and their little sharp nipples along with them. Her slim and curvy abdomen and those round hips she liked quite much on herself.

"D-does miss prefer standing up or sitting down?" Belle asked face red and eyes **** to look into Mable's black bluish eyes. "Oh, sitting down. I am so very tired." Belle gave a slight smile and pulled the bow behind her back loose making her apron fall down uncovering her big firm breasts and a soft abdomen. Like all worker bees she had a smaller body than a queen would, but a better fed one as she was the chief maid no less.

"May I sit on miss' lap?" The maid asked coyly and Mabel gave her the right a little frustrated by all the formality and the bigger worker sat on her smooth thighs pushing her soft butt on them making Mabel aroused already. Belle got to work and started rubbing her collar fur on her lady's royal mane. The reaction was a warm heat on the daughter queen's skin and a deep feeling of safety inside her. She had the right and put her fingers on the inferior bee's hips and squeezed the maid's big thigh making Belle let out a soft sigh.

"Do you want to masturbate often, Belle. I'm just curious. You are not supposed to, are you?" Mabel asked and felt already warm enough, but enjoyed the care for a while longer. "Oh, lady Mabel. My desires are to be extinguished as they arise. I hold no affection for my mistresses. Doing my duty is pleasure enough." She says it so formally too, making Mabel act a little childish.

"Does your vagina ever desire a drone's penis? I know you can't have babies, but recently I… I really have had these urges, and I just want to hear your take." The maid stopped for a second and looked at her lady with a concerned face. "Oh, I would never even dream of such a thing. B-but if you, my lady, have such urges I suggest speaking with the majestete herself. O-of course I will not tell her a word, i-if you wish so." Mabel knew her caretaker and maid too well to see when she was lying and now was one of those times.

"You really like to rub your fur on mine, huh? I could make you rub your hand on my ass, or have you kiss my antennae. What about making me reach orgasm, would you do that for me?" The inferior bee turned bright red and her eyes shot open and mouth agape: "W-w-well o-of course, i-if that is what my lady desires…" She was obviously horny and Mabel was no different. "Nope, I want to see you do it yourself. If you can do it to me, you can surely do it to yourself."

Mabel gave Belle a bit of a pheromone cloud with her breath as a little motivator making the maid bee salivate and her eyes cross. "O-of course mistress…" She fell down on the kitchen floor and put her hand on her crotch and started masturbating right there in front of Mabel. Her hand was fast and even less experienced than Mabel's, although the bee was at least fifteen bee years older than her. "You are quite pretty Belle, your breasts make me jealous even." Mabel said with a bit of a cocky tone as she actually prefered her own body in every way and beauty norms agreed.

"Oh, AAGHH, y-yes as my lady says…" She moaned and played with her big breasts while fingering herself. "Do you like it, tell me Belle." The daughter queen was getting excited seeing another bee masturbate and she took in every detail like how Belle's toes curled and how she bit her lip from time to time. "I-it's honestly amazing..!" She said and crossed her eyes as she got closer to an orgasm.

"I want you to cum for me, make yourself reach orgasm for just me. I want to see." Mabel crossed her legs and pulled the nightgown back on her body, letting only her cleavage show. "I-I don't know h-how to, m-my lady… I-I have never…" She goes faster and kneads her breast more intensely. "Just keep going like that and it should come naturally. You have such beautiful eyes, such a waste to have a maid have such majestic eyes." Mabel only half-joked and this time Belle had no answer as her pleasure grew too intense to bear.

"Cum for me, do it. I can show you my vagina if that helps, here." Mabel parted her legs and the maid looked down, eyes drowsy and sped up making wet liquids fly around. Suddenly the chubby maid bee convulsed and screamed both confused and horny and came hard enough to make her tear up and almost pass out. "Thank you, Belle. That was great. Oh, the tea went cold, oh well." The taller daughter queen bee said and stepped over the spent maid with a little hop and as she rounded the corner to take a morning shower and maybe masturbate herself she got called out by a familiar and bitter tone. One of her hateful sisters.