A Royal Journey [Closed for Anuml2017]

Princess Annabell sighed dramatically as the servants swept in and out of her bedroom, collecting all her most precious belongings and preparing them for transport. She was setting off any moment now for a six month journey to the neighboring Kingdom where she was to wed the prince. She knew very little about him, except he was fond of drink, sport, women, and war. Oh, and he was 54 years old. You see, this was a political marriage. Annabell's father had elected to marry her off to the Kingdom of Dradal to have the larger Kingdom's protection, for it was well known that her father's Kingdom was more known for it's art and culture than war triumphs. Annabell was dreading this marriage, and she made sure to let everyone around her know it.

She sat in her now nearly empty chambers, waiting for one of her father's knights to come and retrieve her. Among the knights guarding her on the journey to the capital of Dradal was Joshua the Fearless, though he should be called Josh the Handsome if you asked the princess. She'd had a crush on him since she was a young girl. He was the handsomest of all her father's knights, and the most talented among his peers. She was glad she would at least have him nearby on this dreadful journey; most of the men escorting her were older, seasoned warriors, but Josh was the exception. He was young, and exceptionally talented.

A knock at the door drew the princess from her thoughts. "Come in," she said grumpily.

Joshua hesitated as he knocked on Princess Annabell's door. He had known her since she was a little girl, and she was now to be married to a much older man, the Prince of Dradal. He knew little about the Prince, but what little he knew, he realized that he was totally unsuited for Princess Annabell. She was innocent, and sweet and beautiful. And oh, so young. There was almost a 35 year age difference between Princess Annabell, who turned just 19 last month and the Prince who was 54 years old.

The Prince was a womanizer and a drinker and a gambler. So why did King Robert have to promise his only daughter to such a man. Yes, it was a political marriage, but she was going to be so unhappy.

He steeled his thoughts as he heard her ask him to come in. He opened he door and walked in. Princess Annabell was sitting alone on her bed, looking so lost and forlorn that his heart went out to her. It took all his self control not to lift her from the bed and take her in his arms.

But instead he said, "Is Your Majesty ready to depart for Dradal? I was told you would like to ride your horse and not be taken in the carriage. However, we will have the carriage with us, in case you need it during the journey."

Joshua held out his hand respectfully to escort Princess Annabell downstairs and begin the journey. There would be a party of almost 50 on the journey....knights, footman, cooks, servants and maids. This was a long journey, and Joshua was happy that the Princess would ride on her horse. He would get a chance to be with her. Looking at her young beautiful body, he felt a thrill of excitement that he would have her company for the six month journey.

The Princess was pleased it was Joshua who was sent to retrieve her. She smiled sadly at him as she rose from the bed. "Yes, I'm ready to depart. Thank you, Joshua," Belle said, taking his offered hand.

As they walked through the hallways down to the entryway, the Princess made sure to pay extra attention to each painting on the wall and statue they passed, for it would be quite some time before she saw them again.

When they entered the foyer, her father and siblings were waiting for them. "I'll miss you so much," Elizabeth, her youngest sister cried out as she lunged for Annabelle, giving her a tight squeeze.

"Now now, is that anyway to behave?" her father scolded. motioning for a servant to draw his youngest daughter back.

"Oh father, don't be so cruel! This is a sad day, truly! Elizabeth can't mind her manners on a day like this," her sister Mary reasoned.

"Tis not a sad day," her father argued gently. "Today is the day my eldest daughter sets off on a journey to her new life in Dradal. I know this isn't easy, but take heart knowing your marriage to Sir Eddard will provide us with a powerful ally. It'll also bring peace between our kingdoms, putting a stop to all the needless raids on border towns. Annabelle, my daughter, my sweet, sweet daughter..." he reached out a hand and placed it on Belle's shoulder, giving her several warm pats. He took a deep breath as if the situation exhausted him. He had always been an icy man, never liking to show affection. "Connor, take your sister and get her settled in the carriage. I would like to have a word with Sir Joshua."

Princess Annabelle curtsied to her father before proceeding to take her elder brother's hand and leave the castle. Once she had left, the King turned his attention to Joshua.

His face grew stern as he began, "Sir Joshua, you've been a loyal knight to me since your boyhood, the son of my best friend, you have almost become like a son to me yourself. That is why I must advise you: Do not even think of laying a hand on my daughter. I have seen the way you look at her, and I have heard how she praises you. You must not give in to her girlhood fancies. She is a Princess, and she has a duty to her Kingdom to fulfill this marriage. Do I make myself clear?"

Joshua knew the King had seen his adoration of Princess Annabell since they were small children. But even he was surprised that the King addressed them so openly to him. While he had not thought about taking advantage of Princess Annabell during the journey, there were many times he had fantasized about her in the recent past. She was an exquisite woman. Being a Knight, he had never had the opportunity to see her in anything else other than dressed in the finery suited for a Princess. But he had envisioned her many times in various stages of undress. But these were only fantasies, as he had yet to see her naked.

He nodded in agreement with the King, and taking his leave went down to the courtyard to begin the journey. The Princess was already mounted on her horse, with her sister and brother at her side. Both girls had tears in their eyes, as Joshua swung onto his horse and said, "It is time for us to leave."

Saying that he swung his horse towards the South, and ensuring the vast train of servants were ready, led the way out of the castle. As they left the castle, Princess Annabell soon caught up with him and they were riding together.

Joshua looked at her and saw the pain and sorrow behind the beautiful face. He said nothing, and waited for her to speak.

Princess Annabelle gave her horse a kick to go faster so she could catch up with Sir Joshua. "What did my father ask of you?" she asked him plainly, eyebrow raised high above her forest green eyes. She tossed her dirty blonde hair behind her ear as the sun's warmth was starting to become oppressive.

"Um...nothing Princess Annabell," stammered Joshua, feeling a little confused.

Seeing that she was not satisfied with that answer, he decided to be honest with her. Looking into her beautiful green eyes, he told her what her father had said to him and the strict instructions he had been given.

He wondered how she would react and if she would ask if he intended to follow those instructions. He was not sure of the answer himself.

Upon hearing Joshua's first answer, Annabelle scoffed and pressed him further. She knew he was loyal to her father, but they had been amicable with each other since her girlhood. She knew Josh would tell her with just a little more pressing.

And sure enough moments later Sir Joshua, loyal knight to her father, the youngest yet most talented, was spilling all the beans! Annabelle couldn't hide the blush that crept onto her face as Joshua explained what her father had said. Apparently the king wasn't as daft to her feelings as she thought he was...

She smiled at Joshua and asked, "Well? Do you plan on following his decree to "not even THINK of laying a hand on me?" she giggled and sped up a bit on her horse, putting a small distance between herself and Josh from the rest of the party so they would not be overheard.

Joshua watched Princess Annabell race ahead and he spurred his horse to catch up to her. They had been playmates since they were kids and it was this very playfulness that made her so desirable.

Catching up with her, he leaned forward and held her bridle to slow her down. Her hand brushed his as she tried to make him release the bridal. "We cannot ride so upfront from the crowd," he said, a little out of breath, trying to curb her runaway enthusiasm.

"And you can see that I am laying a hand on you, despite what the King said," Joshua said to her. "And I may have to discipline you during this long journey," he added with a smile.

"You'd do well to remember your place, Sir Joshua," she scolded, half playful, half serious, when he said he may have to discipline her during the journey. He had never said anything of the like to her before; she supposed he felt entitled to now that they were out of her father's reach, but he had to know that she was in charge here. His hand over hers may have excited her, but Sir Joshua had to remember he was a knight serving her, and not the other way around.

"Yes, my princess. I am here to do your lightest bidding. Anything that you need in these six months of travel, will be my command," acknowledged Joshua.

Joshua removed his hand from her bridle and they rode slowly on, allowing the crowd to catch up. But they maintained their distance, so the crowd could not hear what they said to each other.

Princess Annabelle smiled at his response. She was glad the journey was long so she would have more time to spend with him. She was dreading her impending marriage to the Prince of Dradal... but she would go through with it for her father. She knew, ultimately, that it would help their kingdom. The kingdom Joshua and Annabelle hailed from was known as Atra. It was a small piece of land that was the site of a mysterious cataclysmic event long ago which released magic into the world. Atra was between two great nations who were always feuding. On the west lay Dradal, the land of her betrothed, and to the east lay Thelamar. Both were extremely powerful and had been at war on and off for centuries. It would help to have one of the nations on their side, in order to defend them in case of an attack. Their small Kingdom would surely lose against either Dradal or Thelamarian forces, so they needed one of the great kingdom's protection. Thus, when the King of Dradal extended an offer of peace through a union between their heirs, her father accepted for the safety of all, and Annabelle understood that. Still, it was awful having your fate decided for you. She hadn't the slightest idea as to what type of man the Prince of Dradal was, only rumors and gossip, and she feared the worst.

A six month journey.. It wasn't long enough! The Princess would have to make the most of the time they had together. Her heart lunged at the thought of being alone on the road with her girlhood crush. Joshua was so handsome, brave, and strong. He was everything a knight should be. She turned briefly to glance at him as the road ahead was sure and asked him, "Anything? You'll do anything I ask of you?" Princess Annabelle spoke in a soft, sultry voice. She shifted on her horse so her dress rode up along her calf, almost to the knee. Annabelle was always modestly dressed, such show of skin would be considered a scandal back at court.

Joshua noticed the soft sultry voice, as it was not something the Princess normally used. There was an undercurrent to it, and the question was definitely meant to intrigue him.

However he answered with a straight face, "Those are my instructions, Princess Annabell. Whatever you need and whenever you need it. I am here to serve you 24/7. All you have to do is ask."

His eyes went to her dress which rode up to her knees. He had never seen her legs exposed before and the flash of white skin looked alluring. He averted his eyes, but not before she had noticed his admiring gaze.

To distract the conversation he asked, "Are you comfortable riding in these clothes? We have a long journey ahead of us and you should wear comfortable clothes for riding. I am sure your maids have something more appropriate than the royal attire you normally wear."

He hoped she would change into something that would show off her beautiful figure.

Joshua showed no visible reaction to her flirting, but she knew he noticed when her dress revealed her leg. Her eyes met his daringly for a moment just before he looked away.

When asked if she were comfortable in her riding clothes, Annabelle shrugged. Truth be told she had already loosened her corset discreetly the moment the castle could no longer be seen behind them. Annabelle was a full figured young woman, and she's always hated corsets because of it. They also pinched her in all the wrong places and made her stomach ache for hours afterwards. "Perhaps tomorrow I will change into something more comfortable. It's getting dark. We should probably make camp soon, don't you think?" she asked. Joshua was in charge of the knights, so it was up to him to get them settled in for the night.

"Yes, we will. The next secluded spot we find, which can accommodate our entire contingent, we will camp."

That did not happen until the next hour, but once he found the spot he was looking for, Joshua took command and soon the camp was organized. The Princess's large tent was pitched a little away from the rest of the group, and she was not far from Joshua's tent.

The maids and servants made sure that the Princess's tent was perfect and comfortable and once they left, Joshua walked to her tent to check it out.

"Do you like it?" he asked. "It is not as comfortable, or private, as your bedroom in the castle, but it is the best we can do during our journey. Is the bed to your liking?" Joshua looked at the elaborately decorated and comfortable bed, which was so much nicer than the straw bed in his tent.

By the time they stopped to camp Annabelle was tired. Night was drawing near and she was not used to such physical exercise. Most of her days at the castle had been spent strolling through the gardens at a leisurely pace or having afternoon dessert with hler ladieos.

She thought back to what Josh had told her earlier, about doing whatever she requested. She beckoned him over once the tents were set up. "Sir Joshua, I have need of you."

It was dark by the time Joshua had made sure the perimeter was secure and things were quiet across the camp. They steady hum of conversation had ceased and except for an occasionally whinny of a horse, silence reigned.

So he was surprised when he heard Princess Annabell's voice asking him to approach her tent. He was still in his full riding clothes and striding up to her tent he observed that she had changed into her night clothes which revealed her body to advantage. Though she looked a little exhausted from the riding of the day, she looked beautiful. And her full breasts pushing against the top of her nightgown made his heart beat faster.

The inside of the tent was luxurious. There was a soft bed, with silk covers, and the two lanterns threw a soft light across the tent. The maids had left and Princess Annabell was all alone.

"What is it you desire, Princess Annabell? Should I summon one of your maids or is it something I can help you with?" he asked.

Sir Joshua had never seen her in so little before, in fact, few men had. Her father always kept a close watch on her. Honestly, she was surprised he hadn't sent one of his older, more experienced knights to accompany her in place of Sir Joshua. Her heart beat faster against her breast and her cheeks flushed rosy red when he entered.

"Yes, Sir Joshua. I do have need of you," Princess Annabelle explained. She had planned out what to say earlier. She took a step closer to him, closing the distance between them. "I was hoping... if it's not to strange to ask... could you massage my shoulders and back? We've done so much riding today and I am just so sore."

Sir Joshua considered her request. A part of him wanted to say yes right away, but he had to be careful, as he did not want to overstep his bounds. He was well aware of what a massage could lead to and also of the consequences of any inappropriate actions.

However, he decided he could not refuse the Princess's request, so looking into her green eyes he said, "Whatever you desire my Princess. But to massage your shoulders well, you will have to lay on the bed on your stomach."

Saying that he followed Princess Annabell to the bedchamber and she sat on the bed. Joshua made her slide up the bed and turned her on her stomach. His heart skipped a beat as her round perfect ass was in full view, albeit covered by her nightgown. He had never seen her in such clothes before and the swell of her ass was so erotic that he felt a stirring in his groin.

Putting the thoughts away, he sat on the bed next to her and tentatively reached for her shoulders. "It may be better if you were to slide the nightgown off your shoulders as then only will I be able to give you an effective massage. Should I slip your nightgown off your shoulders and down your back?" he asked.

Joshua awaited her response.

Princess Annabelle sighed contentedly as she laid down on the bed. She had to credit her father one thing: he shared no expense on her lodgings. This bed was nearly as comfortable as the one in her royal bedroom at home.

She made herself comfortable on the lavish bed as Joshua sat down beside her. When he placed his strong hands on her shoulders her heart skipped a beat. Belle grinned coyly at him when he suggested he slide her nightgown down her shoulders. "I grant you the permission to do so," the Princess agreed.

Sir Joshua felt his heart turn over as he placed his hand on Princess Annabell's shoulders and slid her nightgown a couple on inches down, revealing her creamy white skin. He started massaging her upper shoulders and he heard her give a small moan of pleasure.

As he massaged her, he slid the nightgown further and further down her back, until he felt a little resistance. He knew he could not push it down further until he had freed her breasts from the nightgown.

"Could you lift your, ummmm, body up a little so that I can slide your nightgown down a little more," he asked Princess Annabell deferentially.

The Princess lifted her upper body from the bed and, as Sir Joshua slid the nightgown down, he got a view of her beautiful full breasts and a quick glimpse of pink nipple before she lay back on her stomach.

He gazed down at her naked back and, putting his erotic thoughts away, commenced massaging her back from the nape of her neck down to her lower back. Her swell of buttocks looked tempting, but he resisted looking at them and concentrated on the job at hand.

Nevertheless, he felt his cock stir and as he massaged her back. His cock touched her occasionally as he leaned over her as he continued massaging her.

He hoped she did not notice the accidental brushing of his cock against her naked skin.

"Mmm yes, this is just what I needed," Princess Annabelle purred as Sir Joshua began to massage her shoulders. Her heart picked up speed the further his hands drifted. His touch was strong and comforting against her skin. She closed her eyes and let herself relax. "Your touch feels so good, Sir Joshua. I knew it was a better idea to ask you to massage me than one of my handmaidens with their dainty hands," she said.

When Sir Joshua asked if she could lift her body so he could pull her dress down, she hesitated at first. Although he made her heart beat fast, she knew she had a duty to her father to go through with the marriage... but she supposed she could still have a little fun beforehand.

"Of course, Sir Joshua," she said sweetly, lifting her body from the mattress and sliding her nightgown down just slowly enough for him to get a view of her generous DD breasts and pretty pink nipples.

It wasn't that the princess hadn't had encounters with men before, but it was the reality that she could have him if she wanted him that thrilled her greatly. She couldn't have anyone at court. Secret meetings in the gardens and corners of the castle were discovered quickly; When one of her father's servants found her with her mouth wrapped around one of her guardsmen's cocks, she was given tighter restrictions. Her father had been appalled; that was no position for a lady! That was the farthest Princess Annabelle had gone with a man. There were a few suitors throughout the years she danced with at balls and kissed heatedly, but nothing ever serious. Nothing like what she felt for Joshua.

As he leaned over her to apply more pressure, the princess felt his prick pressing against her back for a moment. She gasped gently as desire flared within her. He pulled away again, but every so often he would come closer and she would feel the brief press of his covered cock against her bare skin. He was growing harder and harder the more he touched her. The Princess squirmed on her bed. She wanted him. Badly.

Sir Joshua was torn with conflicting thoughts. Not only was he getting mixed signals from the Princess, he recalled the King's instructions. On top of that, his body was reacting to the Princess's breasts, which were constantly in view and always only a couple of inches from his hands. He was also aware of the soft curve of her round buttocks, which though covered by her nightgown, were so attactive and looked delicious.

He knew he did not dare ask the Princess if he could slide her nightdress lower, and as his hands kneaded her lower back, he wondered if he should massage her buttocks. His now hard cock was brushing against her skin more frequently, and he made no attempt to prevent the frequent but fleeting touch.

As his hands reached her lower exposed back, the Princess gave a contented moan and arched her back. As she arched her back, her breasts rose and he got a view of her pink hard nipples. The Princess made no attempt to cover them up and he gazed on them in admiration until she settled down again on her stomach.

He knew the Princess was not as innocent as she looked. He had heard the stories of her sucking guardsmen's cocks and the restrictions that had been placed on her. He believed she was a virgin, though he could not be quite sure. But he loved to imagine him being the one to take her virginity.

He moved his hands down to the round globes of her ass. He did not slide the nightgown lower, but gently let his hand rest on her ass. She did not say anything, so he slowly started kneading her ass. He felt her ass muscles stiffen as he applied pressure. He explored her asscheeks with his probing fingers. He loved touching her ass crack, and as he did so, she pushed her ass backwards towards his hands. Though her ass was fully covered, feeling it thru the thin nightgown was more erotic than if she were totally naked.

But he did want to see her naked ass. But he was too afraid to ask if he could take off her nightdress. Also, he was worried if one or more of her handmaidens were to enter unexpectedly. Though it was nightfall, it was not too late at night.

As he massaged her ass, he asked, "Do you find this relaxing and pleasurable my Princess?"

The Princess was surprised by Joshua's boldness. He was pressing his cock against her body much more frequently, and ah! His hands had wandered down and were gently resting on her backside. When she didn't respond he began to apply more pressure. "Joshua..." she said in what was meant as a warning but came out breathy and erotic. He asked her if she found his massage relaxing and pleasurable and she moaned softly in response, "Mmm, very much so, Sir Joshua."

Hearing no resistance, Sir Joshua continued to massage her ass, but he did not slide her nightdress down to expose it to his view. Instead he used his hands to gently spread her legs, and straddled her ass cheeks to ostentatiously massage her shoulders. His hands massaged her back, while his cock occasionally rubbed and slid against her ass crack.

His cock grew hard at the occasional touch, and the Princess had her eyes closed and seemed to be enjoying it. Whether the massage was giving her pleasure, or it was his cock between her ass cheeks, he was not sure. All he knew that despite his cock being confined in his trousers, and the flimsy nightgown it was rubbing against, he was getting aroused.

But he dared not do anything more, as she was still the Princess and he was at her command.

When Joshua moved to straddle her body, the Princess let out a surprised gasp. He leaned in close to her and moved his hands away from her butt and returned to her back once again. She could feel the hard press of his cock between her ass cheeks and desire stirred within her stronger than before.

"Sir Joshua I have another request of you," she said throatily before she lost her nerve, turning her head back to look at him. She could see her own desire mirrored in his fierce dark eyes. "Kiss me," she demanded.