The Bodyguard Of The Princess (OPEN PM)

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The Bodyguard Of The Princess (CLOSED)

Name: Amelia (known as Mia for short) Bianchi
Age: 24
Looks: https://i.pinimg.com/originals/69/8e/0a/698e0a793e6ed284da261a1c9bf47a05.jpg

Amelia was a princess, but she didn’t exactly behave like a sweet little princess like she was expected too. She was a wild child who her parents could not control. She enjoyed the party life with drugs and alcohol. Her royal family were very worried and concerned that her wild ways would get out into the tabloids. Her father had made the decision to get her a bodyguard to make sure that the wild princess would not make headlines. She wasn’t extremely happy that she was going to have a babysitter. She walked into her bedroom wearing https://i.ibb.co/HDBjjrv/White-Mini.jpg and was shocked to see a man stood by her bed- http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/38400000/Jasper-1x06-the-royals-38405752-1366-768.jpg she guessed he was her royal babysitter but at least he was good to look at. “You must be by bodyguard or as I will call you my royal babysitter.” She said with a smirk. She ran her hand over his muscular arm. “Glad they didn’t go for an old and bald man. Nice eye candy for me.” She said with a laugh.

 

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Regarding the new "package"

Griff Maddux stood stoicly, looking on at his new assignment.

A veterran of the armed forces, he had parlayed his deadly skills honed through one war, two counterinsurgencies and three gigs as a mercenary into finally slowing down a bit and entering the professional protection racket.

His chiseled features and athletic physique were still at knife's edge from his unceasing training. He understood the thin line that separated survival and death. He intended not to go easilly, and had succeeded magnificently through superior training, commitment to the task at hand, and not a small amount of luck.

Now his eyes cooly drank in the young blonde piece of eye candy he would lay his life down for if necessary.
He studied her up and down, eyes raking in every square inch of her, every curve, every line, assessing her.

He'd been briefed with a short bio and photo, but this.....

Professional....must be professional... Griff thought to himself.

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

"Can you talk or are just a silent babysitter? Tell me your name." Amelia said looking straight at him. She ran her fingers through her hair as she sat down on the bed. She crossed her legs looking at him. "I am obviously Princess Amelia Bianchi. And I am sure you know I am not the most angelic princess that is why I need bodyguard babysitter to make sure no one finds out just how wild this little princess is. I am sure you would like how wild I am." She ran her hands over her body tempting him. She was used to guys not been able to resist her. "Would be handy having my babysitter as a fuck buddy with you being by my side all the time." She spread her legs.

 

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Bodyguard? More like slutguard, apparently

I square my shoulders in reaction to your hand appraising my arm, demonstrating excellent restraint and discipline as I clear my throat.


"First Sergeant....er...I'm Mr. Maddux, Princess. I'll be taking care of you...." My left eyebrow arches slightly as I recognize how that might sound. As a trainer observer, my keen eye for detail appraises the curves your plunging neckline betray, and the lines your legs display as you throw yourself down rather ungracefully to look up at me.

I step forward, place a hand on each of your knees and firmly place them at a more ladylike distance closer to each other. My firm, strong fingers a noticeable contrast to your pale, soft flesh. Hmmm, .

I clear my throat, turn briskly,. and walk over to a nearby window, stepping carefully around a lacy garment lying provacatively on the floor. I peer through the window, taking a cursory look around the luxurious palace curtains.

"Princess, I was not given an agenda for the day. What did you have in mind?"

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

"You are so boring Mr Maddux!" She teased him as she got up off the bed. She tossed her long hair back off her chest. She was blessed with a small waist but big breasts and an ass to match. "Well nobody tells me what to do so that is why nobody has told what the agenda is. They sure do try to tell me what to do but I am not very good at following orders. I like to give the orders but I think I wouldn't mind taking a few orders from you especially if I was naked." She said. "Maybe we could go out on the boat the weather is so nice out and I do feel like I need to top up my tan." She said.

 

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Orders?

Maddux walks over to the young trollop from the window, stands in front of her with his hands on his hips. His wiry muscled tall form towering over her, a domineering gleam in his eye, he reaches down into the Princess's long blonde tresses and firmly forces her to a standing position before him.

His hand remains wrapped into her scalp, forcing her eyes to lock with his.

"Princess, let's be perfectly clear. I'm here to keep your sweet ass safe and make sure your ass doesn't land in the headlines as a royal embarrassment. Are we clear?"

The Princess seems reluctant to replly, and not a little indignant. Maddux free hand dellivers a firm swat around to her posterior.

*thwack*

"Are we clear?"

He is not so regimented that he does not recognize the pleasing firmness of the pampered ass, or the reflexive jiggle to follow.

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

She was surprised by him pulling her by hair and then spamming her ass. She bite her lip holding a moan in. She pulled away from him looking into his eyes. “Oh Mr Maddox I thought you were a professional! Not sure how the King would feel about you touching his daughter like that. Maybe I should tell him you spanked my ass. He would fire you very quickly.” She said. She walked away from him into her walking closet. “I’m going on the boat you can do whatever I don’t need a babysitter cramping my style so you can just pretend you are keeping me out of the tabloids but keep far away from me.” She said.

 

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Maddux suppresses a smirk at the Princess's threat of dismissal by His Majesty. The Princess would not know that the Queen was actiually instrumental in his selection to this hardship post. And a hardshp it was...while the tabloids had not splashed the Princess's reckless lifestyle to date, rumors were a bit rampant in the social circles and hed bled over into the protection community at the news that the job was looking to be fulfilled. Maddux felt a heat building in his groin at his recollection of Her Majesty expressing her prronounced gratitude to him for accepting the position.

"I'm sure His Majesty appreciates my specialized skills and techniques, Princess. He has expressly authorized me to use unconveentional tactics, methods and equipment to assure your *ahem* safety."

"So we're off to the water, then? I'll have your car brought around to the courtyard, Princess."

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

She was packing up some bikinis and clothes for the short yacht get away.“Maddux I do not want you to come with me. You can stay here. I can look after myself and I’ve managed to keep my wild partying under wraps for this long no need for someone else to do it for me.” She said walking out of the closet with her bag. She looked at him as she brush her hair out of her face. “If you are going to come with me firstly I want to know your first name, secondly no suit only douches wear suits on a yacht and thirdly loosen up don’t need to be straight faced I promise to try and somewhat behaviour.” She said. She started walking away through the palace ready to escape from this extravagant hell hole.

 

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She walks off in a rush, carrying her bag, thinking she's brushed him off.

Only to find him standing outside holding the door open to armored Mercedes in the ostentatious courtyard.

He sees her look of shock, wondering how he got there ahead of him and in a pair of khakis, a white crepe shirt hanging out at the waist, and a pair of deck shoes and wraparound sunglasses.

As she pauses for her double take, he murmurs "first name is Griffin, at your service, Princess."

The driver sits at the ready, and starts the ignition, a wry smile 9n her face.

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

“Griffin really that’s your name?” She laughed getting into the car. “You don’t come off as a Griffin it sounds like an old man’s name. Do your friends call you Griff? Can I call you Griff. Griffin just feels weird in my mouth.” She said. She slide on her sunglasses liking the feel of the sun on her skin and air in her hair. “Now did you sign a non-disclosure contract because this is my friends yacht we are going on and it has certain name Pearl (which is slang for Cocaine) and things get pretty wild and there are many rich kids like myself that will be on the yacht snorting Pearl lines.” She said.

 

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Maddux jaw sets firmly. "Your the Princess here, so refer to me as Griff as you wish. Of course I've signed ed every document required in His Majesty's service. This yacht party is expressly what His Majesty warned against. No pearl lines for you, Princess."

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

“You were hired to keep it out of the papers and off the gossip columns so all you have to do is no one takes pictures of me snorting white powder.” She said. The yacht came into sight it was huge and extravagant not just an average yacht double the size and with lots of rich people extras. “Please don’t be a party pooper or a complete bore let me live my best life doing a ton of blow, getting out of my head drunk and dancing like a stripper.” She said.

 

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Hell

"This is going to be interesting. Fucking bunch of kids blowing their minds. If you get out of hand, Princess, there'll be hell to pay."

As the ar pulls up to a stop, I step out, hold the door open, and scan the perimeter for assholes and other threats.

 

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Hell

"This is going to be interesting. Fucking bunch of kids blowing their minds. If you get out of hand, Princess, there'll be hell to pay."

As the ar pulls up to a stop, Maddux steps out, holds the door open, and scans the perimeter for assholes and other threats.

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

“I’m not a kid I’m 24 and it will be only interesting because you’ll be the only one is not high. You can’t get fucked up on the job. Now remember you’re my bodyguard and start acting like it especially around these people.” She said. She wasn’t overly keen on letting others see staff bossing her around. She slid out the car and headed onto the yacht were a few of the trust fund babies were already out of their face drunk and high. “I’m going to change you stay here.” She said before going off to change. “Bet it’s hard not fucking the boss.” Brett a typical rich playboy said to Griff about Amelia.

 

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Maddux grits his teeth at the surging assholery on display around him. Tight little rich bitches and privileged men dolls. "Fuck me" he mutters under his breath as he watches the Princess saunter off to change.

He revisits the urge to whistle at the plethora of young tits and ass all around, grinding, laughing, drinking.

He approached hes the apparent open bar near the fantail, cracks open a bottle of water, and tips it back as he waits for the Princess to return.

"Get lost, Biff." He mutters to the clever dick and stares the little shit down.

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

She came back up clearly a little high wearing https://m.pinkqueen.com/index.php?m...t-Bandage-Plain-Bikini-Swimsuit-Black-g125287. “Griff there you are. Want to know something about me?” She said falling against his chest.

 

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Maddux is clearly pissed, recognizes the Princess is flying, and looks around for cameras and phones as his arm wraps around her to steady her.

"What's that, Princess?"

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

“I don’t actually like any of these people and I only do this kind of shit because I’m lonely.” Amelia whispered to Maddux asked he steadied her. Generally when she got drunk or high or both together she would have a low before having an almighty high where she would seem to be having the best of times but it was mostly disingenuous.

 

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Maddux was not unaccustomed to close female companionship, but he flushed almost imperceptibly at the abrupt closeness of the Princess, the crush of those breasts in that barely constraining excuse for a bathing suit, the lush weight of her curves against his muscled form and the unexpected personal revelation from Amelia. He resisted the urge to respond in his callous, hard-bitten nature, and instead murmured back "you dont need this, Princess. Say the word and we'll grab a private boat and spend sometime relaxing."

Meanwhile, the young privileged were cavorting all around, quaffing alcohol, laughing disingenuously, playing grab-ass, making shallow value judgements about each other's outfits and appearance.

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

Amelia looked into his eyes and actually considered his suggestion before shaking it off. “No, I am fine. I am fine and I want to have fun.” She said before walking away from him.

She strutted off over to Brett. “Put some music on the Princess wants to dance.” She demanded. She tossed her hair back off her chest not wanting to hide her body away. She liked to show off. Brett turned on some music and Amelia began dancing moving her body sensually to the beat.

Brett stood behind her wanting to feel her ass dancing against him. Brett always got extra handsy with her even if she said no. He struggled with the no like most rich playboys do because they have never been told no before not even as a kid.

Brett was touching her body. She kept pulling away but he continued to thrust up behind her and try touching her body. “Brett you know I have a bodyguard, right? So even stop or he will stop you.” She said. “No he won’t and you know you want me.” He said grabbing her ass.

 

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"Well, suit yourself." Maddux muttered as she strutted off to demand her music.

The sight of her walking away in tht flimsy suit had each of his eyebrows bobbing in time to the roll of her curvaceous ass. While his sunglasses masked the steadiness of his gaze on her sensuously languid dancing, they did nothing to hide his pursed lips.

"Fuck me!" He muttered before turning g to scan the perimeter for possible threats. Other than the odd single mast schooner motoring out to the channel, or the random full winging down for scraps, everything was placid.

Until he returned to regard the Princess again, and saw Biff angling his crotch toward her bopping backside. "...the fuck...." Maddux muttered and leaned forward.

There. Now he's cupping her full ass even as she's trying to maneuver for more space. And there's another clod holding up his phone to videorecord.

Moving into action, Maddux heads directly for Biff, seizing the other clod's phone "I'll take that, pal" in passing by. "What the fuck?" He protests, but ignore him. Immediately upon reaching Biff, Maddux reaches for his groin and squeezes sharply. "Ah, Biff, quite the ladies man, aye? Let's have a chat."

Relaxing his hold on Biff''s rather slight equipment but retaining enough of a hold to keep his attention, Maddux frogmarched him off the yacht to the dock and appeared to have a deep and meaningful conversation.

 

[BlondeBarbieSophie]

Amelia didn’t know why she let herself get into these situations where guys thought they could touch and try it on with her. Guys just thought she was an easy target and because she had the wild image around the high society players, they thought she would fuck anyone if she was the right level of drunk and high.

She watched Maddux take Brett off for a talk. She decided to sneakily follow so she could hear what he was saying and then she wanted to leave. Her party mood had been hugely dulled and she was falling from high.

She was interested in finding out what Maddux would say to him and do to him for overstepping boundaries and trying to take advantage of her.

 

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Once Maddux had Biff separated at some distance from the partiers, he murmured just loud enough for Biff to hear "Come along, Biff, we need to clarify some social niceties your dear parents must have overlooked."

"But I'm not Biff" he gasps as he tries to summon the breath necessary, the vicelike grip on his diminuitive gonads impairing his ability to speak. "My name is Brett!" he wheezes.

"Whatever" Maddux has him on the dock, standing at the edge, the lapping waves of the marina offering an ironicly placid background to the intense predicament Biff finds himself in.

Maddux maintains his iron grip, his corded forearm muscles driving home the importance of the message.

"Biff, I have a special skill set which uniquely qualifies me to deal with assholes in a very unpleasant yet effective manner. That elegant and privileged young lady is my special concern. His Majesty has empowered me with license to utilize my training to ensure that her breasts are not groped and her ass is not squeezed if the Princess is not enthusiastically participating and encouraging the activity." Maddux' grip on the prick's forlorn testicles intensifies with the word 'enthusiastically.'

"Know this, Biff, that if you were to disappear suddenly and that your dead. swollen, fish-eaten body were to wash up on the shore a mile from here in two days, His Majesty's coroner would be eager to rule your case a death by misadventure, and the princess would never need to worry about your puny palm on her ass ever again. There would be an emphatic dearth of investigation into how you came to be fish food, lad. Am I clear?"

Maddux' grip threatens to render Biff sterile for life as Maddux knuckles turn white with the pressure. Biff nods frantically, unable to speak, and Maddux dispatches him into the water.

The splash is followed by Biff paddling his way to the dock's edge where Maddux crouches down. Biff warily maintains a distance as Maddux says "TIme you went home, boy. Don't bother apologizing to the princess. I'll pass along your regrets."