Susan Comforts Sarah

"Sarah, I..." Susan trailed off for a moment, shocked at how much that moment had meant for Sarah. To her, it had been a crowning moment of helplessness and humiliation, tied to a throne as a potion wreaked havoc on her body. Tears running from her eyes, even the very air against her bare skin a torment as she had never imagined. It had been a moment of defeat, of helpless failure. Yet, as Sarah spoke, she began to see how much it had meant to the other woman. Not that she had been tormented, but that she had fought at all. She realised that Sarah had been broken long before Susan herself had even arrived here. She had given up any hope of resistance, but seeing Susan resist, it had made her reconsider her own position. even if it ended up in a scene like that, it was worthwhile to resist. Because if you didn't, you ended up as just a passive toy to be used and discarded. Even if no one else cared, even if it made things worse for you, it mattered that you fought back.

"H-hey, Sarah..." Susan stuttered, blushing a little. "T-that day wasn't all bad for me either. Um, not the torment or that damned potion, b-but what came after. When you um...when you helped me... I never thought that I could cum with just my breasts and upper body being touched. Y-you were willing to help me even though you knew you could end up right there beside me."

It was Sarah's turn to blush now, the former servant lowering her head.

"It was because I had already been there. I knew what it was like. I didn't want to...to see you going through that. So I helped you the only way I could."

"I never told anyone about my fantasies before either." Susan admitted. "D-do you remember?"

"Of course." Sarah said. "It's hard to forget that a princess once fantasised about you."

Susan flushed bright red, and now it was her turn to look away. Damn it, why was she so embarrassed about this? Somehow, having this conversation with her old friend was harder than being stripped naked by the crowd in the throne room!

"It's not like that!" Susan protested. "I mean, um, not that you're ugly or anything.... I always thought you looked pretty nice... but um, you weren't the only one I had daydreams about when I was maturing... I had a lot of fantasies..."

"Oh, did you now?" Sarah grinned at her, a gentle ruthlessness hanging about her eyes. "I didn't know our dear Princess Susan was a sex fiend. How many more did you have?"

"Sarah! That's not the sort of thing you're supposed to talk about!"

"Susan, we're not supposed to be virtually naked, and chained by the neck to a wall either, but it happened. Why not enjoy yourself a little? I am curious. How many other fantasies did you have?"

"I had a lot..." Susan shifted uncomfortably.

"How many of them was I in?"

"Um...should we change the topic a little? It's getting kind of warm in here, isn't it?" Susan managed a nervous laugh.

"A lot then?" Sarah smirked at her. "If you don't want to say, that's fine. But what if I promised to make it worth your while?"

"Make it worth my while? What do you mean by that?"

Sarah leaned forwards, the chain which connected her to the wall rattled softly. Susan froze in place as she felt the heat of her friend's body. Sarah looked deeply into her eyes, and Susan could see lust and desire, and to her shock, found some in herself as well. Her body remembered how Sarah had stroked her and fondled her, and her pussy started to moisten. it was true that she had always had a thing for Sarah - one of the reasons she was so **** to mention her fantasies was that the former maid featured in them quite heavily. But she also was feeling waves of desire, her body felt hot, and she licked her lips.

Maybe it wouldn't be too bad to tell her some of the fantasies?

"Why don't you we play a game?" Sarah said. "let's pretend that we're back in that room, and you're still so **** that you'd tell me anything. What would you tell me if you couldn't tell me the one you actually used? What would you say to me that would arouse you enough to let you climax in those conditions?"

For a long moment, Susan said nothing. Part of her urged to refuse, said that she had played enough games lately based upon her body. That she just wanted to rest. But more of her said otherwise, this was Sarah, not some cruel lord. And she was so close, her eyes so deep, her body so warm. They'd been friends for years, hadn't they? Surely...surely there was no harm in telling Sarah?

"Well." Susan said slowly. "I suppose I could tell you some... I-if you really want to know, that is..."

"I think that I do." Sarah purred softly. "I've had enough being the toy for others. Just once, I would like to do something willingly, wouldn't you?"

Hesitantly, Susan nodded.

"Then, tell me a fantasy."

Susan started to think. Sitting on the hard stone floor, away from the wall now, Sarah sitting in front of her. She had so many of her old daydreams to choose from. In truth, she'd been very active when she was younger. Especially as she had developed, and realised that she felt desire for both men and women.

"D-do you want something with you in it as well?"

"Sure." Sarah said. "Let's see what you've got, princess."

"Well, um, okay." Susan took a deep breath. "D-do you know my older sister? The one who ended up becoming a knight?"

"I know her." Sarah nodded. "What about it?"

"Well, she took me on a hunt once. You know, mostly it's just a thing for men? Well, she was a knight, so she had the right to go, and she could take anyone who she wanted. She offered it to the whole family, but only I actually agreed to go. It wasn't that interesting. A bunch of men on horses and with dogs hunting poor creatures. But afterwards, I had this fantasy that I had dreamed up.."

"Go on." Sarah said, tell me about this fantasy.

As she spoke, she rose to her feet. Moving slowly towards Susan. Susan braced, her skin tingled with desire, and part of her could not imagine that she was actually doing this. yet, she plunged on, before she could stop herself. Before she realised what she was saying, that she was baring her innermost secrets.

"In this fantasy, we all go on a hunt." Susan said. "You and me, and some of the other castle girls. There are about six or seven of us. We have guards of course. We move into the forest, and everything goes well for a few hours. Then, as soon as we're too far out for help, someone shouts a warning. There are bandits in the forest. They attack a moment later, and our guards are driven off."

So it's just us alone." Sarah said, her voice making Susan's skin tingle. her former maid was directly behind her now. her heavy breath hot on her back. She felt Sara working at the tie which bound her breastband, and gulped.

"W-we're all captured. All of the castle girls. T-they don't realise who I am at first. They know the princess is in the group, but they don't know who it is. They ask for me, but no one is willing to tell them. I am standing scared in the middle of us, so pale and frightened. But at the same time, I feel strange. Aroused. Because I know what's coming next."

"What happens next?" Sarah whispered into her ear, making her jump. Susan felt the fabric around her breasts loosen, and then fall forwards, her nipples stood proudly erect, her skin tingled with desire and want. Sarah's hands slowly raised to cup her breasts, the feel of the contact made her shudder for more.

"T-they order us to tell them again. They say if we don't, they'll just have to punish all of us instead of just me. But the group still doesn't give me up. So they count us up, there is six of us in total. T-they pair us up, two in a group. Three groups. You and me are together. We're both pale and shaking. Neither of us wants to do it, but they tell us to strap each other. No one does. We all freeze...we're all each eighteen, none of us have ever even thought about something like this before. So one of the bandits come into the middle of the group and starts shouting at us to do it or they'll do it ourselves."

"That sounds bad." Sarah purred into her ear, gently playing with her breasts, Susan fought the urge to moan as she felt the soft, but persistent pressure on her nipples. "How do we get out of that one? Or do we at all?"

"W-we don't." Susan said. "In the end, we have to do what they say. We strip each other as they watch. Each layer of clothing is taken away, and we're **** to do it garment by garment. Coat, top, leggings, skirts, then bras and finally panties. Then we're made to form into a big circle. All of us are naked. Some of us are shaved down there and some of us aren't. They ask us again, who is the princess. we still don't tell them. They get really mad then. S-so they decide to punish one of us for all of the others. And the one they choose is you, Sarah."

Sarah started to kiss her neck, Susan shuddered as she felt it, her friend's hands still toying idly with her breasts. Her lower self was soaking now, but Sarah seemed intent to move at her own pace.

"S-so they drag you into the middle of the circle. They put these big sticks into the ground, and tie your hands and feet to them, so that you're totally exposed. We're all made to watch. Then they pick three of us, and I am one of them. We're all brought into the centre with you. Two of us are made to suck your breasts, and one of us.. that is, me... is made to kneel down and eat you out. You're moaning and begging for us to stop, but the bandits are standing right behind us, and they don't let us. A-after a while, you climax, but we're still not allowed to stop. They make us go faster and harder. Y-you're really squirming now, Sarah, but no one has given me up yet, and I feel so guilty. Y-you climax again, and then again, and I can't imagine how sensitive you are down there, each touch of my tongue makes you squirm and wriggle, but you don't surrender to them. After you climax six times, you look so exhausted and spent, I just can't bear it anymore. I-I stand up and tell them who I am. I beg them to let you all go, and just to keep me. They agree, sort of. They say that they only wanted me from the start, but that everyone is going to have to earn their freedom. S-so they take two more of those poles and drive them into the ground, and tie me to them the same way that you're tied. I am totally exposed, and I can't shield myself."

"Sounds like you're enjoying it." Sarah said. her fingers slowly started to sweep across Susan's body. The princess shuddered with desire, her breath was husky now, and full of need. Desperately, she plunged on with the story.

"T-they tell everyone that in order to punish me for hiding, only the ones who can make me climax will be let go. But it has to be roughly. They want me to suffer for trying to hide. "The first girl isn't too into it, I can see the sympathy in her eyes. But she wants to go home, so she drops to her knees, and sticks her tongue into my pussy. It's so forceful that I cry out almost at once, she doesn't give my any time to relax, or to prepare, she just keeps going and going, until I cum right in front of the whole group.

"The second one is more mean... she always hated me... I could tell she envied my power. Now was her chance for ****. s-she pulls and twists my nipples. Makes me beg for her to stop. I try to resist and be brave, but she finds a long stick from the forest, and starts to use that to pleasure me. S-she has one of the bandits come forwards with a properly shaped stone, and begins to have it **** into my ass. I scream and beg, but she tells me that I have to cum to be released from this. So I desperately try to cum as she fucks me with a stick. When I do, the bandits cheer and laugh, and I feel so ashamed. The girl has impressed them so much that they ask her to join them and she does.

"The third one is more gentle, but she still has to be rough or be punished herself. She does the minimum she can, but I am still sensitive and sore from the stick, so it still feels terrible. Each time I climax, I get even more sensitive. By the third girl, I am begging for them to stop, but they don't. So they keep going. One after another. Until, eventually, each one of them has made me cum. I am hanging there, limply, breathing hard.

"Then, the leader of the bandits says it's not over. He says that each of the girls has done their job. Now the bandits get to have a turn. I try to beg them not to... offer them anything, everything, but they don't care. They're just angry that I hid. One of them strips down... it's the first time I've ever seen a cock, and it looks massive, and he starts to fuck me. I moan and groan, and beg. I climax quickly, but he keeps going. I realise too late that he wants to cum too. And he does, right inside me. I feel his seed gushing up my pussy.

"Then, he withdraws and another one moves forward. And after that, another, and then another.... After a while, I am just totally senseless. I am hanging there, drooling, with nothing left of me in that moment. Their cum is just pouring out of me, staining the ground below me. T-they call me a whore. They say that I enjoyed the whole thing. Then, they tell me that all of the girls are going to be freed except for three. The first is the one who joined them, the second is me, and the third is you, Sarah. Since you were tied up and technically didn't make me orgasm, so you're going to be their **** too.

"A-at that point, the fantasy ends in two different ways. More soldiers arrive and drive off the bandits only to find me tied to the poles, with cum dripping down my legs, totally shamelessly. Or else, the bandits do what they say, and take us both. W-we end up as their slaves, m-made to pleasure ourselves and our masters whenever they want it."

Susan loosed a long, shuddering breath. "And that's the fantasy, Sarah. Telling you was a bit... okay, well, a lot embarrassing. But after last time, I feel like I can trust you a little. D-do you mind finishing me off now?"

"finishing you off?" Sarah said, whispering into her ear. "Is that what you want, to climax?"

"Y-yes!" She squealed. "V-very much. P-please, touch me down there."

"Maybe..." Sarah said, as though she was really considering it. "Why don't you tell me about another fantasy, and I'll see if I feel like it?"

A-another one!?"

"You said you had a few, didn't ya? That one was pretty good, Susan. What else have you got?"