After Court

"It's time, come Mar" The Prince stood and stepped around her, interrupting her sex crazed thoughts. Startled from her daydreams she hurried to follow him. Standing she spared the crowd one last glance and followed him. YES. He was finally going to fuck her, or at least have a conversation about what was going on. But hopefully fuck her first.

She followed him to his antechamber and so lost in her daze of need she reached out and touched his back. "Please.." She said faintly.

"Please what Bell?" The name sent a trill through her and she squirmed. He turned and looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "You are suppose to kneel before your Prince when you make requests or did you miss what everyone else was doing while sitting at my feet?"

Her cheeks bloomed red and she dropped her head lowering to her knees. The only thing in her head was how much she needed him to fuck her like he use to but he'd made it sound like she was making a great request. Confused and embarrassed she knelt, clasped her hands in her lap and stared at the floor wishing to melt into it.

But he didn't leave her waiting, instead his feet appeared in her view, two of his fingers tilted her chin up, thrilling her. Her nipples tingled as he held her face looking up at him while he crouched in front of her. His blue eyes studied her face before landing upon her lips. Slowly his thumb moved stroking upon her bottom lip leaving a wake of tingles behind.

"My darling pet" Her heart thudded at the new nickname and how well it had mixed with her sitting at his feet earlier. "I have plans to follow through on everything I told you before. Just know if it ever becomes too much you can leave. If you ever tell me the [['sky is purple']] everything will stop and you'll be transported to safety. If you would like to leave and not continue our fun my father's court will always welcome you in high standing."

She knew the Prince wouldn't lie about that, that was something the people knew, his sister, him, and his father had built trust with the people if he said something it was worth more than gold. Suddenly the door behind her opened and closed with two very solid clicks.

"What is going on Prince?" Mar knew that voice. It was one of the Princes' trusted advisors, Hailey. "You come back and start just openly touching Mar here. Do you even know the gossip that's being said?!"

The Prince smiled at her and changing his hand he cupped her cheek, making her feel treasured. "This is your opportunity to leave, but if you'd like to stay and continue come sit on my lap."

Letting her face go the Prince stood back up and looked at his advisor gesturing to his relaxation chairs. "Let us talk about it Hailey." B

Mar stared at the ground where he'd just left and thought about how she craved what he did to her. It didn't even feel like an option to leave, she wanted more of it, plus, she wouldn't let another woman have this place at his side. She would wear this 'collar' if that was needed because she knew him and he would take care of her and the kingdom but he needed someone to take care of him. It would be a lie to say that his power in the kingdom wasn't part of his appeal, the status it gave her but she'd found pleasure and she wouldn't leave it without experiencing it to the fullest.

Decision made she got up from the floor to sit on his lap. He opened his legs and invited her in where she perched leaning back on the wingback chair. As he talked his free hand came up and started to massage her left tit. Grabbing a handful he squeezed over her shirt material, ran his fingers to her nipple and tugged it between his fingers rolling it for a moment making her squirm and lose focus on the conversation.

Her eyes closed and she laid her head back on the chair relaxing into him and the torture while they continued conversing. The lightning bolts from her tits stopped for a moment but she was so concentrated on keeping her breathing steady and not rubbing her cunt openly she didn't realize he had unbuttoned her dress top until he reached in, cupped her tit and pulled it out into the light of the day. HER TIT WAS OUT. IN FRONT OF HAILEY.

Freaking out she grabbed her top and started to tuck her tit back in only vaguely aware their conversation had stopped. The Prince looked at her sternly.

"Now what do you think you are doing Pet?" A feeling of guilt filled her and she nibbled her lip nervously ashamed at having disappointed him. "Hailey and I were in the middle of the conversation and you've interrupted it." SHE'd interrupted it?! He was the one that had taken her tit out in front of someone! She opened her mouth to object fire showing in her gaze. It was less of a scene to make in front of one person in comparison to a whole crowd.

Before she could get a word out he grabbed the back of her neck and pushed her head forward. His other arm caught her before she hit the chair side arm. Once she was there he pulled both arms out and keeping one hand on her neck he started to flip her skirts up. She started to scream and struggle hard. What was he thinking! It was one thing to touch her tit, to make her cum while everyone was watching the show but to expose her ass to Hailey.

No matter how she squirmed and yelled though his arm across her back held her in place and soon her ass was exposed. "Good girl, you left off the undergarments. But don't think that will save you." His hand caressed one ass cheek. While she squirmed red faced and expecting him to slap any second.

"Hailey, it was our conversation that was interrupted, why don't you do the honors." Horror struck her and suddenly pieces of the conversation they'd been having clicked into place. The Prince had been convincing Hailey of the King's plan to setup new funding for the kingdom but it required his private Adults only section to pull forth this new lifestyle. And wouldn't she like to do the same to her husband. She saw Hailey's boots beside her and let out a loud whining moan and struggled fiercely.

His iron arms kept her in place when Hailey landed her first smack on her bare ass. SMACK! It echoed in the room alongside her cry as a small amount of pain rippled through her. It wasn't a lot, it was more embarrassing that it was Hailey smacking her ass. The Prince hadn't even done it himself instead letting someone else dish it out. A chocked sob echoed behind the next smack. This time Hailey rubbed it in, her bare hand caressing her ass. Reminding Mar that she couldn't do anything to stop it.

Her struggle to escape was half assed this time and when the next solid smack landed on her ass she relaxed into the Prince and accepted her fate. He felt it when she relaxed. "Are you ready to apologize to Hailey?" His hand gripped her hair making her arch, her barely contained tits almost falling out of her top. Her hands pressed into the chair to keep the strain off her head.

But she didn't talk fast enough because the Prince's hand soon landed its own smack on her ass, harder than what Hailey had done and quickly she choked out "I'm sorry Hailey" The Prince's hand started to caress her ass where it ached from the slaps while she waited in agony to find out if that was the last one. She was torn, she wanted more but also her ass hurt. The pain started to fade a little and it brought into full awareness how close his fingers were to stroking her cunt. She tensed as they brushed it, gasping from the shock of feeling.

SMACK! His hand suddenly delivered a light smack to her clit while she screamed and jerked from the shocking pain. "Bad Bells don't get to cum." The Prince stated firmly. She collapsed in defeat while he held her there caressing her ass. He and Hailey went back to their conversation before she left with promises to think upon what he'd told her.

When Hailey left he arranged her kneeling on the floor with her head in his lap. She laid her cheek in his lap and looked up with big eyes filled with tears. His finger swept it off her cheek. It had hurt, to have her ass smacked, especially in front of another person and she wanted him to feel sorry for what he'd done. And yet deep down she felt good for it, pleasure at what he had done.

"Don't think those crocodile tears will get you anywhere. That's your first lesson. You don't stop me ever. As long as you wear my collar you are mine to do with as I wish. Whatever I wish to do. I offered you freedom and you chose more."

A thrill rushed through her when he explained her crocodile tears would amount to nothing. Because she didn't hate what he did, in fact she craved more. To have the whole hall smack her ass. She blinked up at him as they cleared away and nodded in agreement while his hand stroked her cheek.

"Good, because there is no one I'd rather have as my precious pet. Now I want you to go back to your room and have a nap, this afternoon was a lot for you and this evening will be exhausting. But.." His fingers gripped her chin, forcing her to sit up and look him in the eye. "Do not cum. If you do I will find a Chasity belt and you will wear it for a week." Her clit throbbed down below at his pronunciation. She'd never wanted to cum more in her entire life.

"But if you don't, I'll make it worth it." He didn't specify how and she didn't ask, just nodded and weary from the last few hours followed his directions her eyelids practically drooping.