dirtyqueen
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The Lady's Dungeon (open PM first)
The Lady Felicia kept up a carefully crafted smile as she attended lunch at the palace. Gatherings like this didn't suit her one bit. Being surrounded by her fellow noblemen as they put on airs of civility and discussed matters they had no business handling disgusted the raven-haired woman. Oh, some of her peers were friendly enough under the right circumstances but those circumstances involved late-night revelries and the sounds of strained pleasures mixed with lustful moans and the smell of leather...not this party, where the most revealing any of them could get was showing off the tops of their cleavage, which Felicia had taken full advantage of, tightening her corset before the meal so her already large, brown breasts looked like they might tear right through her overly frilly dress and let loose the wild tigress that her true friends knew her to be.
Still, Felicia's standing in the court was...dubious, so it was necessary to attend every single function. Her father had been a well respected member of the court before he had allowed Felicia to take his place. However, he had also shared the same skin tone, religion, and blueblooded, almost incestous, ancestry that the court was used to. Felicia on the other hand took after her mother's people, with caramel skin and a body that was trained for combat or the wild love that her goddess demanded.
"Thank you for attending Lady Felicia," A young woman said as Felicia left, a blush covering her pale cheeks.
Felicia took a moment to register the young girl, only realizing who she was once the girl adjusted her tiara: Evelyn, the 7th daughter of the king and 20th in line for the throne. It was unusual to see her at court functions, especially since she had only come of age a week ago.
"It was a pleasure as always my dear and I wish to apologize for missing your birthday, I hope my gift was satisfactory?"
The girl nodded, "Oh, yes it was delightful...but I'd like to ask a favor if I may." She cleared her throat and made sure the coast was clear, "Since I am an adult now, I'd like to...attend one of your parties."
Felicia smiled and then, in a move that took the princess by surprise, pressed Evelyn against a wall and moved her leg so her thigh split the young girl's legs and rode against her crotch.
"A week, little princess." Felicia commanded, "Come alone and free of inhibition to my castle. I promise, no matter what side of the crop you are on, you will be made a woman there."
The mature woman pressed her lips quickly against Evelyn's in a kiss and then turned around, leaving the princess with a shocked look on her face and a longing she couldn't quite name.
Felicia returned to her coach and saw a letter had been left there by her servant, Gail. She smelled the perfume on the letter and then eagerly tore the letter open. Gail was a clever half-orc if ever there was one. She had worked out a code with Felicia to tell her the nature of every message without her mistress even needing to open it. This smell was lilac, which meant something very special indeed.
A new girl was waiting for her at the palace.
Felicia yelled for the driver to make top speed and to head straight for the garden, where the girl would be waiting. Felicia's dark brown eyes scoured the note for every detail Gail had included on the girl, her age, name and origin being the least of her concern. Felicia did take note of how Gail had acquired the girl, making sure to lean her arm out ever so often and wave to the serfs who were tilling the field. Sometimes, the girl was a gift from a family of serfs or even a noble family who wished to gain her favor. Other times, the girl came herself, desperate for work or wishing for a better life. Then of course, there were times where Gail would secret away to the slave markets and snatch up a girl or two. Finally, there were the fools who tried to steal from Felicia, who Gail would bound up before Felicia arrived. Of course, there were always the outliers who found their way into Felicia's care.
Felicia could already feel the surge of lust in her body as she finished Gail's letter. She stripped her bulky, frilly dress and constraining corset, and reached over to the other seat where her black dress was waiting. The dress was satin and the cool fabric dragged a sigh out of the noble woman as it touched her skin. Felicia adjusted the dress, making sure the high slit showed off her toned-thigh. As a final adjustment, Felicia let her luxurious hair down to cascade down her shapely back to her firm yet supple buttocks. She made sure her heels were strapped tightly and then stepped out of the carriage into the garden entrance. she put on her poised smile and walked to where Gail was waiting with the new girl.
Felicia smiled down at the girl.
"So my dear, what brings you to my estate?"
The Lady Felicia kept up a carefully crafted smile as she attended lunch at the palace. Gatherings like this didn't suit her one bit. Being surrounded by her fellow noblemen as they put on airs of civility and discussed matters they had no business handling disgusted the raven-haired woman. Oh, some of her peers were friendly enough under the right circumstances but those circumstances involved late-night revelries and the sounds of strained pleasures mixed with lustful moans and the smell of leather...not this party, where the most revealing any of them could get was showing off the tops of their cleavage, which Felicia had taken full advantage of, tightening her corset before the meal so her already large, brown breasts looked like they might tear right through her overly frilly dress and let loose the wild tigress that her true friends knew her to be.
Still, Felicia's standing in the court was...dubious, so it was necessary to attend every single function. Her father had been a well respected member of the court before he had allowed Felicia to take his place. However, he had also shared the same skin tone, religion, and blueblooded, almost incestous, ancestry that the court was used to. Felicia on the other hand took after her mother's people, with caramel skin and a body that was trained for combat or the wild love that her goddess demanded.
"Thank you for attending Lady Felicia," A young woman said as Felicia left, a blush covering her pale cheeks.
Felicia took a moment to register the young girl, only realizing who she was once the girl adjusted her tiara: Evelyn, the 7th daughter of the king and 20th in line for the throne. It was unusual to see her at court functions, especially since she had only come of age a week ago.
"It was a pleasure as always my dear and I wish to apologize for missing your birthday, I hope my gift was satisfactory?"
The girl nodded, "Oh, yes it was delightful...but I'd like to ask a favor if I may." She cleared her throat and made sure the coast was clear, "Since I am an adult now, I'd like to...attend one of your parties."
Felicia smiled and then, in a move that took the princess by surprise, pressed Evelyn against a wall and moved her leg so her thigh split the young girl's legs and rode against her crotch.
"A week, little princess." Felicia commanded, "Come alone and free of inhibition to my castle. I promise, no matter what side of the crop you are on, you will be made a woman there."
The mature woman pressed her lips quickly against Evelyn's in a kiss and then turned around, leaving the princess with a shocked look on her face and a longing she couldn't quite name.
Felicia returned to her coach and saw a letter had been left there by her servant, Gail. She smelled the perfume on the letter and then eagerly tore the letter open. Gail was a clever half-orc if ever there was one. She had worked out a code with Felicia to tell her the nature of every message without her mistress even needing to open it. This smell was lilac, which meant something very special indeed.
A new girl was waiting for her at the palace.
Felicia yelled for the driver to make top speed and to head straight for the garden, where the girl would be waiting. Felicia's dark brown eyes scoured the note for every detail Gail had included on the girl, her age, name and origin being the least of her concern. Felicia did take note of how Gail had acquired the girl, making sure to lean her arm out ever so often and wave to the serfs who were tilling the field. Sometimes, the girl was a gift from a family of serfs or even a noble family who wished to gain her favor. Other times, the girl came herself, desperate for work or wishing for a better life. Then of course, there were times where Gail would secret away to the slave markets and snatch up a girl or two. Finally, there were the fools who tried to steal from Felicia, who Gail would bound up before Felicia arrived. Of course, there were always the outliers who found their way into Felicia's care.
Felicia could already feel the surge of lust in her body as she finished Gail's letter. She stripped her bulky, frilly dress and constraining corset, and reached over to the other seat where her black dress was waiting. The dress was satin and the cool fabric dragged a sigh out of the noble woman as it touched her skin. Felicia adjusted the dress, making sure the high slit showed off her toned-thigh. As a final adjustment, Felicia let her luxurious hair down to cascade down her shapely back to her firm yet supple buttocks. She made sure her heels were strapped tightly and then stepped out of the carriage into the garden entrance. she put on her poised smile and walked to where Gail was waiting with the new girl.
Felicia smiled down at the girl.
"So my dear, what brings you to my estate?"
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