Modest Skirt → Exhibitionist

Ah~ just... thinking about Arma - or anyone, really - seeing me like this. and when or if it will happen... I almost wish I wasn't wearing such a 'Modest Skirt.' I do? I do, even if it makes me feel like an 'Exhibitionist.' It's not as if---

--- my sweet sister would mind, she's well aware of my habits after all. Really, the entire castle is...? Certainly, the other maids can't fathom why I haven't been sent away yet. Rumors abound whether I'm the Princess' or King's secret mistress, or have some kind of leverage somehow. You'd think they'd have gotten closer to the truth, if only because the King's far too much of a prude, and dear Arma enjoys teasing me too much to ever really commit to anything.

Ah, I do hope someone comes along soon. This mirror froze me well before I could even begin to achieve release, after all, and its timing was simply impeccable. I wonder if I'll draw a greater reaction, standing here furiously rubbing myself while I pant like a bitch in heat? A burst of giddy amusement rushes through me. Forget biting my thumb, I'm thumbing my womanhood, and they're not even allowed to retaliate. Why... do I even care? It doesn't really matter what they think.

I'm not going anywhere anytime soon, after all. Arma wouldn't stand for it, and even the King doesn't want to dismiss me, big lovable sap that he is behind that stern glare. Oh, but if only he'd punish me more harshly sometimes... but no, he's just too sentimental, the dear man.

I'll just have to settle for Arma's persistent teasing. I hope she gets back soon.

(masochistic cuckqueen, princess' sister, wavy light-green hair, apron, maid uniform, surprised expression, medium breasts, hairband, stockings, exhibitionist, standing in a castle bedroom)

[AN: Just to clarify: Yes, time is still frozen in general and it's not just Cheryl. She hasn't realized that, though.]