The Morning After

The morning light was shining in the window when he awoke. His bed was empty, none of the breeding girls would presume so much as to wake him up to say goodbye, and they were probably trained to get out before her fellow servants came in for the morning chores.

There were two young ladies in his room this morning, and their outfits seemed sexier than he remembered, the skirts a little shorter, the tops more revealing, or was it just him noticing? Before yesterday he was so caught up in his fantasy of being a warrior brave and bold enough to win the heart of Alara, challenge the laws of his nation and make her his first and only wife in defiance of the rules. Now, he felt silly remembering those thoughts, but what of Alara? Would he abandon his dream entirely? Could he go and get her, bring her back to the castle and keep her as a concubine? He had no clue how it would work, he still wanted to see her again, he just wasn’t going to not participate in his responsibilities to the breeding.

Yes, his duty was to help these poor young women. . . he thought as he looked at the legs of the young lady stretching up to clean the top of his mirror. He looked to his left, the other was on her hands and knees scrubbing the floor. He was impressed by how quietly they worked and how incredibly hot they looked in those outfits. The girl scrubbing the floor reached up and wiped her brow, and he noticed, she had a thin red bracelet on her wrist, he’d never seen that on the servants in his room before. He reached over and grabbed her wrist. “What’s this bracelet for?” he asked.

The poor girl jumped in surprise, “Oh prince, I’m sorry, did we wake you?”

“No, I was enjoying watching you work, and I was curious what your bracelet is for.”

“You don’t know sire? Any of us in the breeding that is ready to conceive wears one of these, so you don’t need to wonder or ask us.”

“I didn’t know that. So any lady with a red band is okay for me to. . . you know.”

“Oh prince, you don’t need to restrain yourself with any of the girls, we are here for you however and whenever you want us, but if we earn your favor, these bracelets let you know you can reward us with a chance to conceive.”

He thought about her words. The girls signed up hoping to get pregnant and improve their family’s fortune, but that didn’t limit what he could do with them. He could intentionally avoid impregnating them if he wanted, keep them in the castle and use them as much as he wanted.

That seemed callous to him, seemed like something his brother would do. Aarni liked the bracelets. He could fuck girls with the red bracelet on and know he was helping them, he was rescuing them, elevating them in the eyes of their family. It was the right and honorable thing to do.

He was still holding the young ladies wrist, and his grip had tightened a bit as he thought. She looked at him, nervous and hopeful, her red bracelet telling him his duty, her pretty face and tight body pleading for him to do what was right.

“My prince, do you. . .” she started before he cut her off by pulling her to him and kissing her hard. She opened her mouth and slipped her tongue into his. He grabbed her ass and pulled her onto the bed with him, flipping her onto her back.

She looked up at him, biting her lip and smiling, he didn’t know how long she had been in the castle, but she had spent that time hoping and waiting for this moment, and he wouldn’t let her down. He sat up, and reaching down he grabbed her panties, pulled them off roughly with two hands, then gently touched her sex, he hadn’t looked at a woman like this before, he had avoided any training or discussion of the breeding, and frankly, last night Isa had taken charge of their coupling. He blanched, realizing he wasn’t exactly sure the right way to proceed.

I mean, Aarni wasn’t dumb, he knew there was a place there for his penis to go, and he was pretty sure he was looking at it, but it felt a bit daunting in the moment.

“Let me, my lord.” The young lady said as she reached down and guided his mostly hardened shaft to her entrance.

“There, now push in and claim me for yourself my prince.”

He didn’t need any more encouragement than that. Last night Isa had been on top and did the work herself, this time he had put the girl underneath him and he was thrusting into her, it felt powerful, like he was conquering her and making her his woman.

She moaned and ran her hands over his chest.

“Oh my prince, you are so good at this.” She breathed low and needy, and he was over the edge, climaxing as he filled her with his seed. The sensation lasted for a few moments, and then it hit him, he needed to lay down. Fortunately for him her soft body was in the perfect spot, he laid down on her, his head resting on her breasts, he wrapped his arms around her and let himself relax fully.

“Thank you, my prince.” The young lady said as she gently stroked his hair. It felt incredible laying there, and he drifted off, back into sleep.