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Sarah looked at her friend, shuddering, gasping, **** for help. her heart was beating fast as she considered defiance. The thought of what might be done to her if she was discovered made her gasp in fright. Yet, some part of her still felt moved to help. She slowly nodded.

"I'll help you, Susan." She said.

"Thank you, Sarah!" Her friend half moaned. "Thank you so much! I just... oh god... I need a break... I need to get my head together and I can-Ah!-I can resist him again..."

"You'll need more than that." Sarah said slowly, not liking the conclusion she was coming to. "That potion is familiar to me. when they broke me, they used it, like they're doing to you right now. It doesn't fade quickly, it can take days before it goes away?"

"Days?" Susan moaned, though whether in rising arousal or despair, neither of them could say. "I don't have days..."

"Don't worry. There's another way to break the effect more quickly. It works by making the body very aroused, but it loses its power if you climax in a few hours. So long as no more is applied, you'd be good by the time that bastard came back."

"I don't understand..." Susan said, more due to distraction than anything else. "You want me to cum? Believe me -ohgod- believe me I've been trying! That damn bottle won't let me! And I'm restrained. I can't... Urgh. I can't do anything but sit here and take it."

"I know." Sarah said sadly. "When I was first captured, they gave me a full bottle of it. **** me to hold my lower self open and just pumped it into me. Then, they chained my legs apart, and made me hold my lower self open for them all to see... They said that if I masturbated, they would do it again, but after a few hours, it was so horrible. I could feel my whole body, like my skin was on fire with lust! Even their eyes on me made me want them. After most of the day, they made me mount a statue with a stone dildo, and told me to fuck myself right there and then. At that point, I couldn't do anything else... I could hardly think straight, it was the most intense orgasm I've ever had... and those bastards watched it all, cheering me on and laughing at my desperation."

She looked away.

"That's what they threaten to punish me with now, Princess. They say that if I disobey them, they'll chain me down, with my legs open, and just pour buckets of the stuff over me. Then, they'll watch as I writhe and beg... I think if that happened, I might actually lose my mind."

"S-Sarah!" Susan gasped. "I'm so sorry... I didn't know you went through that kind of thing."

"Now we both are." Sarah said. "But I can help you with this, at least."

She stepped forwards, gently approaching the trembling princess. Susan was trying to hard to resist the ****, but it was beating her by inches. The ropes held her tightly, and her lower self was soaking. She'd been crying at some point, and she'd bitten her lower lip.

Sarah stood beside the throne, stopping for a moment, as she looked at the woman who would one day have been her queen. She reached out, taking ahold of the bottle, and blinking at the coldness.

"A magic bottle as well?" She said. "They really are bastards."

With a tug, the bottle came free. Susan gasped at the sudden feeling, a loop of liquid trailed from the bottle to her pussy, and more of it continued to drip down her legs.

"I'm sorry..." She said. "I'm betting I am not a very pretty sight right now, am I?"

"I've seen worse." Sarah said. "Now, here is the catch. I can't help you directly, Susan because if that stuff gets on me, I'll be in exactly the same way."

"You mean it's...Urgh… you mean it's not just for your mound?"

"Not in my experience." Sarah said. "They like to insert it there, but if it touches you anywhere, you feel it. Trust me, if I helped you like that, they'd know what we did."

"There has to be another way.... I don't think I can take this, Sarah..."

"Maybe there is." Sarah said, thinking quickly. "That potion makes you really sensitive, right?"

"Oh god it does."

"Then maybe we can do this." Sarah moved over to the front of the throne, standing between Susan's spread legs. Her pussy was still awash with the potion, so there would be no relieve for her there. But if there was one thing that Sarah had learned during her time here, it was that there were other ways to climax.

"Tell me about your fantasies." Sarah said. "The things you always wanted to do, but never could. You know, those naughty little dreams that you never dared to try? You must have had them. I know you're a princess, but you're still a woman."

"I-it's embarrassing…"

"More embarrassing than sitting in silence with your legs spread as I try to figure out a way to make you climax?"

"Ah! Okay, okay, maybe not that embarrassing…"

Susan paused, seemed to consider for a moment, but then, she began to speak.

"Okay... Okay.... the bottle is gone... I think I can focus a bit more... I guess I had kind of a sheltered life, you know? Princess and all that. But one of the things I always wanted to do...it was to play a game."

"Play a game?"

"Y-yes. I wanted to play a game with other girls. You know, when you have to do things?"

"Oh, you mean truth or dare?"

"Y-yes!" Susan squeaked. "This really is embarrassing to admit."

"Go on. I think I have an idea forming."

"Okay, well... I wanted to play a game where we had to take turns doing things or answering questions. And when it was my turn, I asked for a dare. Oh gods, I can't believe that I am about to tell you this."

"Sounds juicy." Sarah said absentmindedly. "Go on."

"O-one of the girls was you, Sarah." The princess said in a very small voice. "I um, didn't know many people, you see. So most of my fantasies were about people I knew. My fantasy was that someone would dare the two of us to go into the closest and kiss."

"Really?" Sarah said. "Well, I didn't take you for someone who liked girls, but no judgement."

"No! It's not like that! I'm not a lesbian. Or at least... I don't think I am... I like boys too."

"Bisexual, then."

"There's a word for that?"

"You really have been sheltered." Sarah shook her head. "Go on with the story. I promise not to tell."

"Okay, well, we got into the closet, right? And it's dark, and we're together. And at first, nothing much happens... we're both not really into girls... but then something happens when we start to kiss."

"Tell me what happened." Sarah said. "And don't stop. I won't be able to speak for this next part, but I am listening."

"Okay, okay... Um, well, we start to kiss, and then after a moment, it gets sort of intense. Like, these new feelings are waking up in both of us."

Sarah said nothing, but she was in action. She moved forwards, carefully straddling Susan's lower chest, the heat of her skin made Susan hiss, but Sarah hadn't stopped there. She leaned forwards, her hair tickled Susan's chest, her breasts flared with desire. Aching to be touched.

"So, we start to make out more fiercely." The Princess said, blushing now as she went. "And you go further... I feel your hand as it slips under my skirt. At first, I am scared, but you are there, kissing me, and I feel the desire for you as well, so I let you do it. You pull down my panties, and you start to pleasure me."

"Like this?" Sarah lowered her head, her hot breath beating against the erect nipple she was facing. Susan groaned, her body ached to be touched.

"Y-yes. Just like that. T-touch me, Sarah. I don't care if it was only a fantasy, right now I just want you to touch me."

"In a moment." Sarah said. "Keep going with the story."

"Really?"

"Hey, you're the one who has to cum without anyone touching your pussy. You need to be as aroused as possible."

"F-fine." Susan managed to pout cutely, even in her current state. "After that, we get caught up in the moment. I think I take off your top, and you remove my skirt. Your fucking me with your fingers, and I am playing with your breasts."

Sarah leaned down, and Susan gave a long, slow moan. Sarah's mouth had closed around her breast, her tongue gently playing across her bare skin. Sarah backed off for a moment.

"That's what you were doing to me?"

"Y-yes! God yes! Please don't stop!"

"Keep going with the story."

"Okay, okay. So just as we're getting, oh god, just as we're getting heavy, the door opens again, and the others see us."

As Susan continued to speak, Sarah continued to play with her body. Using her hands, she squeezed her breasts, gently kneading them, running a finger over them. She reached up, and tugged on Susan's ear with her teeth, noting how the other woman seemed to freeze up in sheer anticipation.

"That feels so good... Uh....Ah! Okay, yes... the story... S-so the others see us and they drag us out, not even letting us put our clothes on. I remember I fantasied about standing with my legs crossed, and you were trying to shield your breasts, but they don't let us. They say...Oh god, that feels so good.... they say that we're going to have to do what they want now."

Sarah paused.

"You fantasized about being blackmailed?"

"It's common, okay? I just... it was a fantasy... it was safe... I didn't want...didn't want anything like this to happen... That's why I didn't want to talk about it..."

Tears were running down Susan's cheek now, and she seemed to be on the verge of sobbing.

"It's okay." Sarah said, and surprised them both by kissing her mouth. At first, Susan recoiled, but then, she leaned into it, Sarah's arms enclosed her in an embrace. Then, they broke apart.

"Go on." Sarah said. "No matter what else, I am not going to blame you for what happened here due to some fantasy you had before."

"Thank you... I remember I thought about them making us both strip naked. We stood with them watching us, and I remember one of them saying that we should pick up where we left off."

As the Princess spoke, Sarah got back to her work, kneading and stroking her erect nipples, kissing her chest, and down the side of her neck. As she did, Susan grew more and more aroused, her muscles tightening with tension and desire. She groaned and moaned, but managed to stumble her way back into the story.

"S-so the two of us are made to make out again, but this time with all the girls watching... They do that for a while, just watching us, then they make us break apart. O-one of them gets a candle with hot wax. I-Ah!-I am made to sit on the floor under them. You're taken to the front of the room. Th-they hold your lower self open, and make you watch as they drip hot wax onto my breasts. I squeal, but they tell me if I scream, they'll tell everyone what they saw..."

Susan tensed, her eyes rolling back for a moment as she felt the coming orgasm rushing through her body. Her mouth felt dry, and her heart beat quickly. She licked her lips, and plunged on.

"S-so they make me name each part of your lower self. Th-they said that I was a whore, so I needed to know my tools. They ask me for names... clitoris, labia and the like... only this is a fantasy, so I've forgotten. And each time they ask me, I get it wrong. So they drip hot wax on me again, and make squeal. Then, as they ask the questions, they start to play with my pussy, and you're watching it all."

"And what do they do then?" Sarah asked in a husky tone. "Once they start to play with you? What do they do to me?"

"They...they take another candle, and they **** the two of us together. Then they put it between our legs, and tell us to fuck each other with it. The first one to cum loses. The last one to cum gets to join them. That's the twist of the fantasy... it happened to them all... So we fuck each other as hard as we can, because neither of us wants to lose, and they watch it all, and laugh."

Before she could finish, Susan felt a very real orgasm tear its way through her body. She braced, and moaned, her body writhing as she felt it hit like her an oncoming wagon. Her limbs went numb, her breathing became frantic, her heart hammered in her chest.

After several agonizingly long moments, it passed. Susan blinked, gasping in amazement.

"That was.... that was the most intense thing I have ever felt..." She admitted. "The potion is fading. I feel.... I feel much better, actually."

"Good." Sarah said, stepping away from the throne. "I need to go now... I'm, very late and I don't want to be caught here with you... but let me ask you one more question."

"Yes?"

"Your fantast... how does it end?"

"It depended on how I was feeling at the time." The Princess admitted. "Sometimes, you would win. And I would become a **** to the group. You would all **** me to have more sleepovers, and do all sorts of things to me. Sometimes, though, I would win. And then, I would lead the group and torment you. I know that doesn't seem very funny right now, but I would do things like put you under the same wax ****, and **** you to recite things we learned in lessons. If you got it wrong, I'd splash your pussy with wax. But sometimes, I got to be the leader and was later overthrown. Then, I'd be made a **** like you, and they'd have us compete again in the same way."

She shook her head.

"I am so sorry, Sarah. I didn't know what it was really like, I didn't understand."

"It's fine." Said the maid. "that was a fantast, it was never supposed to really happen. Now, I need to go. But for what it is worth, it's weird and satisfying to know that a princess was fantasising about me."