To annoy her, and bathe together

Mabel had no better plan other than to turn around and face her tall equally beautiful sister. Her face a bit sharper and more like a wasp's - sometimes a beautiful, sometimes a terrifying feature of hers. "Little sister dear, why is good miss Belle all spent and exhausted in the kitchen? Did something happen perhaps?"

Mabel never liked any of her sisters that much, except maybe Amber. This one, her second oldest sister, Beatrice was the very worst, the one sister she found it very hard to show love to. "I just experimented a little, made sure our maid can cum, because I think she should have at least a right for that, am I wrong?" Mabel asked, frustrated from the sudden interruption in her schedule.

"It's awfully early for that, have you grown out of that heavy sleeper routine of yours? I thought you like to sleep in. Poor Belle here had to wake up for just you alone, doesn't that make you sad?" She played around making Mabel even more frustrated, which she was used to fortunately: "Oh, but for a fun thing. I do not remember her having an orgasm before. I'm sure she enjoyed that. So, was that all, good sister?"

The other bee, dressed in a similar but a more classic yellow black colored nightgown chuckled and shook her head making her black neat wavy hair shake along with it. "The thing I was curious about is that I've never heard you even say the word 'cum' in your life, such a vulgar word is hardly heard in public, so how did you learn it little sister?" She leaned on a pillar that paired with an identical one lined the east wing hallway.

Mabel was not going to let Beatrice know of her sexual practices and came up with something half-assed: "Well, I uhh… Well I heard good sister Rebecca had problems in that, so I asked Belle to show me that it wasn't a common thing. Of course I wouldn't touch myself for such a thing." The lean and skinnier bee snapped her tongue and fixed the lingerie under her nightgown making those perky breasts of hers bounce just the tiniest bit. "Why didn't you make her get you off." She asked sharply and Mabel grew just the slightest bit red.

"W-well, it was nostalgia really. I wouldn't want our good maid to feel like a whore, would I? And, I wanted her to know how to do it herself, as a bee in her caste she should have the right for that, shouldn't she?" Mabel knew she was on top of the argument and just like that Beatrice gave up and changed the subject: "So, were you going to take a shower, mind if I join you? I'm feeling awfully cold, there must be something wrong with my quarters." Mabel had to agree, which she hated - it was a common thing to agree upon warming up another bee if they felt cold, obviously excluding a drones request.

The royal showers were a gaudy complex with even a sauna for warming up. It was honestly Mabel's favorite part of the castle and especially washing herself in solitude was just the best. "Oh, my. I must've dreamed of nuptials again, I'm drenched…" Beatrice moaned and made Mabel uncomfortable as they removed their nightgowns and possible underwear. Mabel wasn't wearing anything but the black silk nightgown, unlike Beatrice had that orange expensive lingerie on with even some see-through thin gossamer cloak - what a push-over.

Beatrice had some wasp blood in her and it showed as her abdomen was naturally fit with even some visible abs. Her hips were quite small and she had a round and firm butt to match her fit and tight legs. She went to beauty competitions, not because she was recommended, but because she could and because she thought of herself as very beautiful.

"Go on, I have to put up my hair still, get the water all warm for me, would you dear sister?" Beatrice said while making an overly complicated overhead bun to just flex on Mabel, who had just gone with a simple bun. "Of course sister…" The shorter and now extremely frustrated bee answered and turned the shower on. Bees do not like to get very wet, just wet enough to wash off, so it was more of a very thin mist that filled the room. Mabel took a sponge and started going through her body carefully and thoroughly - she wouldn't want to smell like sex and dirty pheromones during breakfast.

"Oh, how lovely. The water is just perfect. I'm sure we don't need to warm up the sauna if we just do it together, do we dear sister?" The cocky bee insinuated making Mabel blush for no good reason. "Of course sister…" She made room on the central washing seat she was sitting on. The bathroom was covered with nice smooth ceramic and the central podium made it a fancy bathroom. Upon the podium it was easy to sit and scrub one's body, a great room of the royal house indeed.

"Oh, I can feel your fur is so much softer than last time, did you use the shampoo I gave you? Oh, it makes me feel so warm! Last time it was like a bunch of barbed wires, if I'm being honest." She said boldly, making Mabel sigh and wash her back and reach behind her shoulder as her sister rubbed her thick collar on hers. "I don't think we get enough time together, I think you should be a bit more with us others, and I'm not talking about Amber. Oh, she gets so awfully loud, doesn't she? The poor boy…"

Amber was one of the sisters Mabel could take and she was most popular from the fact that she was weird. Weird in the way that she had only one drone, she walked everywhere, she wore covering clothes and she played video games - all traits queens are not well known for. That is also the reason why Mabel liked her - she was not as boring as the others.

"She's just excited. She loves her drone, you must realize that."

"Oh, yes, yes. But a little more quietly would do, I can't sleep with that boy moaning so loud, what is she fucking him with? Her stinger, ha!"

Mabel rolled her eyes and pulled off her sister as she felt about clean enough. "I'll be leaving now, I can't take you more than half an hour at a time, you must understand." The sharp faced bee leaned back making her gorgeous stomach stretch and those small but perky boobs point at Mabel with their red nipples. "I can't take you either, sweets."