The Royal chambers

This time Aeriella’s will and mental training were not enough to overcome the excitement, not that she tried to. The breeding was not a competition, it was a lot more personal and the elf expected to derive pleasure from the event, however kinky it might turn to be. She wore the same gear as for the presentation and reached the royal palace also covered in a coat. Beyond the gates Armenia handed the leash to a trusted servant and left. Aeriella was lead to the royal chambers and only right before the door her coat was taken off. Beyond the door was a medium-sized chamber, one designed for private parties rather than huge banquets; inside of it were approximately two dozens of people, the Queen and her most trusted courtiers.

Serenity was dressed in a claret dress that managed to be glamorous and slutty at the same time. It was ankle long and entirely made of lace and stripes, the see through fabric was not the only way the Queen’s skin was exposed. The sleeves were long, but nearly the entire back was open, the cleavage was extremely deep reaching the navel, the nipples of Serenity’s large breasts were barely covered, but the lace over them was so thin that they could be seen through the material. There was a high slit in the front of the dress which reached nearly to the crotch, it was wide enough to exposed both legs almost entirely. Serenity was not wearing any lingerie whatsoever, her shoes were black open-toed strappy sandals and once again had six centimetre platforms, but the heels had grown to nineteen centimetres.

The other women also wore glamorous yet extremely revealing gowns. Aeriella was aware that she would fit among them perfectly in one of her party outfits, but there she was in a completely different role; the humiliation of her position only ignited her arousal further.

“Welcome Lady Aeriella” Serenity spoke in a quite clear voice, with no trace of mockery in it “we’re glad to have you among us and we’re sure that you’ll enjoy this event as much as the rest of us.”

The Queen took the leash from the servant and pulled on it just hard enough to cause discomfort, but not yet pain (just like during the presentation it was attached to the elf’s nipples and vaginal lips); she lead the sorceress through the chamber so that the guests could admire the pony. Aeriella performed her best stride despite the mental pressure and excitement that her position caused; she was the perfect pony indeed. But she had never stopped being a sorceress either and her sixth sense told her that there was one more person observing her, someone hidden and not present among the guests. The realization did not frighten her, she knew she was perfectly safe at the Queen’s court, even if her stay would be rather humiliating.