Too afraid

"I... cant" to see her mirror image was fascinating, and at the same time completely terrifying.

"Of course you can. You can chose not to, but that is just you" The princess likeness had a soft whisper that proved so tempting, but the true Liandra shook her head

"then... let me have your nightgown, princess." and that she obeyed, handing over the flimsy silk attire to Altima. One princess caressed the other, while she was helped to dress the green negligee.

The guardsman stood panting, observed by the naked princess. Altima, in Liandra´s likeness, inspired immediate reaction when she came into view. Or should Liandra think it should be herself? for it was her shape and beauty, and even her own dress. She suddenly felt terribly conscious of her lack of clothing, so she dressed in Altima´s discarded shirt.

"Altima told me you wanted to see me... what is it about, Rodrik?" Altima words, a transparent ruse that wouldn't fool any but the most gullible.

"Is that all she told you, princess?" His erection was in plain view, and Altima ignored it. "No, but the rest was just nonsense."

"Tell me" Rodrik ordered

"No" Altima countered. But Rodrik grabbed her by her hair, and she yelped in pain. "Now" was the order

"She... told me that you grunted, like the base animals you are." Altima repressed a moan as Rodrik began to savor her now perky breasts "Stop that! it is... unbecoming." And he began to lift her negligee "mind your place!" Liandra wondered, did she ever sound like that brat?

"My place? and what is my place?" It could have been Liandra´s own pussy that was being caressed and frictioned now, and her voice that moaned freely. She could only try to mimic the pleasure, but deep down she knew her hands were a poor substitute to Rodrik´s.

"Don't... you will ruin my marriage!" with enough foreplay, the guard was ready to replace his fingers with his erect fuckpole. "Please, I beg you!"

"Show me then... show me how you pleasure your knights and suitors"And Altima dropped to her knees, almost instantly lovingly swallowing his entire cock. "You do have practice, don't you?" but it was Rodrik´s joy at her degradation that awed Liandra the most. She had to fight hard not to moan out loud.

"Ouch! you bit me!" And Altima grimmed "bitch!" he slapped her face, sending her to all fours. She raised her ass, so to be easilly mounted.

"Beg me to fuck your ass!" Rodrik ordered, and Liandra´s voice screamed "up yours! Royalty doesn't beg" But the warrior wasn't so easily dissuaded "Beg, or I will take your virginity now!"

"Scum, with that flabby pole? you may have a better luck fucking goats!" Altima escaped the character, but that didn't matter. She screamed like a virgin, the pain too real with her polymorphed form. "H-how could you?! I loved you, Rodrik? you are **** me! **** me!" Liandra was rapidly reaching her orgasm, so she stopped masturbating. Inspiration suddenly strikes her.

"Rodrik!" She calls, as she approaches them "I couldn't find any of the princess nightgowns, she... BY THE GODS!" dressing Altima´s shirt, she had no doubt what it would have liked to the poor night guard.

But Altima was the first to react "FUCK ME! Don't you DARE STOP!" She started to fuck him back, her bleeding pussy swallowing his cock like any loose whore. There was pain in his face, but he couldn't stop now. So Liandra neared closer, and taunted

"I told you she was nothing but a whore and a slut. Deep down they are all the same"

"No, she is..." Rodrik tried to, but ALtima interrupted "YES! I am a WHORE! Fuck me! Shove that lance, SHOVE! Goddess, how USELESS!"

"Liandra, I love you!" he said between thrusts, and the princess felt her heart flutter, even if it was another´s pussy that he was fucking. "Then TAKE ME! mark me YOURS! oh, GODDESS... don't... ever...stop"