Breaking in another

"Rosa!" Master calling for you breaks you out of the amazed trance you were in watching the former princess's mind get rewritten. "Help Meat out of these gaudy clothes. She won't be needing them anymore."

You immediately step forward and kneel beside your fellow ****, pulling at ribbons and tugging at fabric to get the elaborate dress off of her. She provides whatever assistance she can, holding her arms out to let you pull her sleeves off and turning as you instruct to loosen her out of the midsection of the dress. When she is finally freed, the whole dress falls in a heap around her. She is now left wearing nothing but her tiara and thigh-length stockings which flow all the way down to her probably very expensive open-toed heels. You hold your hand out to lead her in stepping out of the dress. She kicks off her fancy heels then takes one dainty step after another, making sure she does not slip as she steps on the cast aside fabric.

Once she is completely clear of the dress you let her go and step aside, awaiting what Master wants to do with her. You don't have to wait long, as Master practically jumps onto Meat's petite frame causing her to tumble backwards into the makeshift bed of the former princess's dress. The fancy petticoat provides more than enough cushioning for them as Meat holds her arms and legs out wide to welcome Master. He steps over her triumphantly for a moment, his throbbing dick jutting out on display. He then drops down, quickly lining up his cock with Meat's royal, undefiled pussy and claiming it in one swift stroke.

The former princess mewls at her new master claiming her virginity. As Master frantically fucks her, she strings together one praise after another to him. Every word coming out of her mouth is something you would never expect to hear from a prim and proper royal. "Yes, fuck me good! Make my slutty cunt yours, Master! Give me a goblin baby!"

You are completely transfixed by the sight in front of you. Master's new **** is already howling her way through her first orgasm, her stocking-clad legs flailing wildly in the air while her arms scratch desperately at Master's back. You figure years of sexual repression as a princess must be letting out all at once by the way she's reacting to getting fucked.

As her climax fades, she returns to filling the throne room with her screams. "Oh, yes, Master, it's so good, your cock is so good! Fill me up! My womb is all yours!"

"No, princess, please," you hear a low, exasperated plea from one of her knights before it is quickly silenced with the loud thunk of something heavy hitting the back of his head.

All focus turns back to the center of the room as Master and his new **** stare into each other's eyes, their gazes fixed on each other while they both pump their hips wildly. You notice Master's pace begin to quicken and you recognize the signs that he is getting close to finishing inside of her. She seems to recognize it too, as she wraps her legs around his hips in preparation for his final release. And that release comes very quickly after, Master's powerful final thrust making the former princess's torso bounce, her tiny breasts wobbling ever so slightly.

"Yes Master! Give me, aaaaAAAAH-" her final exclamation is cut short as she is rocked by a sudden, intense orgasm. Her limbs tense up and grip Master tightly, forcing him to deposit his seed directly into her womb. She breaks her shared gaze with Master, throwing her head back in pleasure while her eyes roll to the back of her head and her jaw goes slack, letting her tongue loll out of her mouth and dripping drool on her formerly pristine dress. To top it off, her precious tiara falls off her head, landing quietly in between the rolls of fabric.

No proud princess would ever allow herself to show such a face, much less in front of so many people. Her entire worth as a pure maiden and a princess is no more. It is obvious to everyone in the room that Princess Emma is completely gone, and Meat the sex **** is all that is left.