Ate Middleton's New Assistant

Kate was struggling. her nose was pressed against the large mirror in her bedroom, she was kneeling, her wrists cuffed behind her back and 8 inches of rubber cock was down her throat. Meghan was kneeling next to her and having a much easier time.

Kates assistant was stood between the two of them, his phone in one hand, Kates riding crop in the other. The challenge he had set them was simple, the one that holds her nose against the mirror for the longest would get an evening of incredible pleasure. The loser would be strapped into the St Andrews cross he had assembled in the living room, they might be allowed to watch if they were lucky. A GoPro sits either side of them, on a tripod, capturing every moment.

Meghan glanced to her left, watching Kate choking on the cock in her mouth, her nose just barely touching the cold glass. The corners of her mouth turned up, it would've been a smile if she didn't have a mouth full of rubber. Kates assistant used the riding crop to wipe a single tear from Meghan's cheek. He kneels down, taking photos of each of them, before sending them to the two princes who were waiting down stairs. It was clear to everyone who would win.

The noises coming from Kate were glorious, choking, spluttering, gagging, everything you might imagine. All from the throat of one of the most famous princesses in the world. She knew she couldn't hang on much longer but she was trying her absolute best to keep her nose pressed against the glass. Drool was running down her chin, Meghan's too, their breath steaming up the mirror.

With a loud gasp of breath, Kate finally pulls off the dildo she was deep throating. She looks at herself in the mirror, naked, covered in drool, her big eyes watering and tears running down her cheeks. She's so disappointed. A few seconds later, Meghan pulls off as well, confident in her victory. The two princesses sit back on their heels, breathing hard, covered in drool, strings of saliva hanging between their mouths and the dildos that break as they pull back.

Delighted with the outcome, Kates assistant tucks the riding crop under Kates chin and uses it to pull her to her feet. Kate goes to speak and he produces a ball gag from nowhere and holds it in front of her, she immediately closes her mouth. He places his hand on the back of Meghans head and pushes her back towards the dildo, she opens her mouth and he pushes her nose back to the mirror. He says one word. "Stay."

Unable to resist, he turns his attention back to Kate and pushes two fingers from one hand into her mouth, two from the other snake their way between her thighs, into her soaking wet pussy. He chuckles to himself, pulls his fingers away and orders her to follow him. They make their way to the living room where the two princes are waiting, the St Andrews cross holds a commanding position in the corner of the room.

William gives Kate a disappointed look as she is led to the large wooden cross. Her assistant uncuffs her and begins to lock her in place, wrists first, pulling them high and strapping them into the bindings. Then her ankles, spreading her legs and fastening them to the bottom of the cross. She feels exposed, completely naked before the three men. Once more her assistant buries his fingers into her wet pussy, making her moan, three fingers this time making Kate moan.

After a moment, he pulls his hand away and grabs her face. "Don't be a sore loser" he says, looking into her eyes. She can smell her own pussy on his fingers as he smears her juices over her own face before walking away. "Gentlemen, Meghan will be with you shortly, I want her to wear something extra special for the evening."

He makes his way back to the bedroom where Meghan is patiently waiting, still naked, still handcuffed and still kneeling with her nose against the mirror. There is a huge pool of drool between her knees. Kates dildo is still stuck to the mirror dripping with her saliva. He places his hand on Meghan's head, tangling his fingers into her hair, then pushing her even further down onto the dildo for just a second before pulling her back off.

The outfit in question was very hard to get hold of, having been stored away in the royal archives. He unfastens Meghans cuffs and makes his way to the wardrobe where he had stored a few things. Meghan watches intently as he pulls out a bag and a box and starts to unpack them. It takes a moment, but Meghan eventually recognises the logo on the side of the box, her mouth opening in shock.

She gets to her feet and makes her way over confirm her suspicions. There, laid out before her on the bed, is the custom made lingerie that Kate wore to her wedding reception and, presumably, for William to fuck her brains out on their wedding night. Meghan has her own similar set, both of them custom made, with their new initials woven into the material of the straps.

Meghan has so many questions, but the assistant interrupts and asks her to clean herself up and get ready. It takes Meghan just a few excited minutes to restore her face to its made up beauty, before slipping into the exquisite lingerie. The bra, a little too small. makes her breasts look incredible, the stockings and suspenders accentuate her legs. The thong vanishes between her arse cheeks in the most delightful way, caressing her soaking wet pussy lips as it does.

Finally, she opens the box on the bed and pulls out the white heels that Kate wore that evening. She slips them onto her feet to perfect the look. Kates assistant, who has been watching from the large armchair in the corner of the room gets to his feet to come and inspect her. He walks around Meghan as she stands in the middle of the room, his eyes taking in the sight of the barely dressed princess.

Meghan states the obvious, "She's going to hate us for this". Only for her assistant to smile and order her to follow him. They make their way downstairs, to where the two princes are waiting in the living room, they both turn to admire her as she enters the room. Kates assistant moving out the way and letting Meghan be the centre of attention.

Kates face is a picture as Meghan shows herself off in that incredible white lingerie. It takes William just a moment longer to recognise it, a huge smile crossing his face, before he looks over at his wife. Her assistant catches her eye and holds up the ball gag, daring her to complain and letting her know what happens if she does without saying a word.

Meghan looks and feels amazing. The lingerie is a little tight perhaps, but that only serves to accentuate her petite frame even more. The three men cant take their eyes off her, Kates Assistant watches from a short distance away as the two princes' admire their fuck toy for the evening. After a moment, he interjects, "Meghan, I think its time you showed everyone first hand how you won the competition?"

She doesn't need telling twice, the lingerie clad princess gets to her knees, looking up at the two men. She caresses their bulging cocks through their trousers. Kate stares at them angrily from the corner of the room as the suspender straps pull tight, her bra giving Meghan the most amazing cleavage.

The two princesses briefly make eye contact, Megan feels a brief pang of guilt at the plight of her sister in law, then Harry takes her by the chin, caresses her lip with his thumb and offers his rock hard cock to her mouth. With that, Kate is forgotten as Meghan slides her lips down the entire length of Harrys shaft in one smooth movement.

She looks up at him, although he has his head rolled back and his eyes shut. She stays there for a moment, his cock filling her throat. The other two men watch as the princess deep throats her husband for what seems like an eternity. Eventually she pulls off, to a groan of disappointment from Harry.

A few deep breaths and she turns to William who is hurriedly pulling his cock out of his trousers as she crawls to his feet. "I bet Kate didn't suck your cock like I will when she wore this..." William was shocked as Meghan takes hold of his cock and brings it to her plump lips. The two of them hold eye contact as Meghan sucks him hungrily into her mouth, her lips sliding down his shaft all the way to the base, her nose pressed against his stomach.

Harry watches intently, jerking his cock as his wife deep throats his brother. He loved watching his wife show off almost as much as he loved fucking her himself. He thought it was a shame Kate wasn't able to come and join them, but he also knew that being left out drove her wild and she would be even more fun tomorrow.

Meghan goes to pull off Williams cock, only for his hand to meet the back of her head and guide her back down again. He slides his fingers into her hair and starts to pump his hips back and forth, fucking her mouth as he holds her where he wants her.

The sound of his cock sliding in and out of her sloppy, wet mouth while he moans is unreal. It drives Kate wild to see her husband like this. Meghan's eyes are watering, her lipstick smearing along his shaft as her mouth slides back and forth along the future kings cock.

A little jealous, Kates assistant approaches, cock in hand, watching the action in front of him. William, vaguely conscious of the fact that he owes the man for the position he finds himself in tonight, eventually pulls Meghan off his saliva coated cock.

The princess looks up at the three men, saliva running down her chin, her makeup thoroughly ruined. She's taking deep breaths, having been barely able to breathe with Williams cock in his mouth.

She doesn't get much time to rest before Kates Assistant steps up and demands the same. He's spent enough time around the family now that he is used to fucking the most admired women in the world and he's starting to want more than just the basics.

He places his fingers into Meghans hair, entangling them throughly as he does. Then he starts to thrust his hips, holding Meghan still as he slides his cock back and forth in her hot, wet mouth. Meghan moans around his cock, playing with her breasts as he slides deeper. They both know she can handle him, given her demonstration on the dildo earlier.

Kate watches on from the corner of the room as her assistant face fucks Meghan. As he starts to work his cock deeper, each thrust putting a little more of his shaft into Meghan's mouth, she begins to struggle more. Inch after inch vanishing into her throat until her nose touches his stomach. Then, with firm pressure from his hand, her chin meets his balls and he is fully balls deep inside his second favourite princess.

He holds her there, chuckling to himself as the princess struggles to stay in control, just barely breathing through her nose. It seems to last forever, all Meghan can do is try to stop herself gagging, to concentrate on her breathing and wait for him to pull out. When he does eventually relent, he makes her do all the work, relaxing his grip on her hair, but not pulling her off.

His cock glistens with royal saliva as Meghan sits back, gasping for breath. She's a complete mess, but is thoroughly enjoying showing off for the three men. As she's getting her breath back, she's vaguely aware that they are playing rock, paper scissors. She seems to have missed the fact they are playing for which hole they each get to fuck.

Harry gets her pussy, William gets her mouth and the assistant gets her tight little arse. No one is disappointed, although Harry isn't exactly impressed by the fact that he gets to be on the bottom of the pile as he makes his way to the large rug in front of the fireplace.

Kates assistant helps Meghan to her feet, he asks her for the thong she is wearing. Without any hesitation, she slips the piece of delicate, white material down her stocking clad legs and passes it to him before making her way to where her husband waits.

Eager and hungry for pleasure, Meghan drops to her knees and lowers her soaking wet pussy towards her husbands cock. William watches patiently as his sister-in-law slides down his brothers waiting shaft. Meanwhile, Kates assistant takes her thong, now drenched in Meghans pussy juice and gently pushes it into Kates pussy.

Meghan, allowed to take a moment to enjoy herself, is slowly riding her husbands cock. She's enjoying the attention from the three men, two of which are happily watching for a moment, knowing they will join in and claim their prizes soon.

Luckily for Meghan, she doesn't have to wait long, Kates assistant is soon lubing up his cock and pushing her into an All Fours position so he can fuck her arsehole. As Harrys cock fills her from underneath, the assistant moves to fill her from behind. He runs his hand over her firm arse cheeks, then presses the head of his cock against her tightest hole and waits for her to relax. He applies a little pressure, watching as she opens up so he can slowly slide inside.

He watches as his cock stretches the princess' arse hole wide. She's not so keen to start moving this time, having two cocks inside her is a little overwhelming and the three of them take a moment to get used to the position they are in.

Eventually, Meghan takes a deep breath and pushes back onto the two cocks, making sure to completely fill both her holes. She moans loudly, making sure Kate knows what she is missing out on. Then she pulls herself forward, sliding off the two of them, her wet lips gripping Harrys cock and her tight arse sliding up the assistants shaft.

The three of them groan as Meghan moves, William's patience is slowly wearing thin, but he waits. Although, he does glance up at his poor wife, frustratedly missing out in the corner of the room, she can't take her eyes off Meghan. She has a near perfect view, side on, and appears to be enjoying the show.

William offers his thumb to Meghan's mouth, letting her suck on it for a moment before replacing it with his cock. He's off to one side, so as not to teabag his brother or block the view for his wife. The poor princess is finding it hard to concentrate, now with a cock in each of her holes. The three men almost simultaneously come to the conclusion that letting Meghan do all the moving isn't all that great.

First William, his hand on her head, guides her further down his cock. Harry lifts his hips and bucks into his wife's dripping wet pussy and the assistant, his hands on her hips, pushes his cock deep into her tight arse. The resulting sound is primal, even with the cock in her mouth, Meghan is the loudest, perhaps due to the pitch of her voice. The three men make grunts of exertion and ecstasy as each of them starts to fuck the lucky princess.

Their cocks each slide back and forth, in no particular rhythm, with no coordination and at different speeds. Meghan is quickly overwhelmed and begins spiralling towards orgasm. She can feel the lingerie caressing her body, the suspender straps are pulled tight and the too-small bra is desperately trying to hold her breasts in place, although the rhythmic thrusting from behind her is starting to challenge it. Its driving her wild, adding to the total overstimulation.

Suddenly, almost out of nowhere, the orgasm hits her. William immediately spots what's going on and pulls back, letting her moans of lust fill the room as her body trembles. The other tow men do not relent, they fuck her harder, deeper and faster, pushing her through the orgasm., the sound of cocks sliding in and out of her wet holes is barely audible above Meghan's moans.

Poor Kate watches on, jealous, aroused, mildly concerned that her one of a kind lingerie might get damaged. Harry can feel Meghan's pussy gripping his cock so tightly and gushing all over it at the same time. The firmness and the slipperiness combining to drive him wild. he's barely holding on his wife's body convulses above him.

William, who is by far having the worst time decides to relax for a minute and watch the three of them fuck with Kate. He wanders over to where the princess is standing, firmly locked into the St Andrew cross. He slides his hand over her soaking wet pussy lips and pulls out the thong. He takes it in his hand and uses it to jerk off his own cock, mixing Kates pussy juice and Meghans saliva.

Without Williams cock in her mouth Meghan has a little more room to move, she starts to push her hips back against the two men. Harry's hanging on for dear life, although Kates assistant is faring a little better as the second most famous princess in the world fucks them back.

She gathers her hair over one shoulder, plants her hands on Harrys chest and goes wild. The two men just stay still and let her work their cocks with her tight holes. Harry lasts seconds, the assistant just a little longer. Their guttural moans fill the room as they cum, one after the other, filling Meghan's arse and pussy with their cum. She can feel their hands gripping her tightly as they empty themselves inside her, and only starts to slow down as they relax.

The three of them are breathless and a little sweaty, Meghan still looks incredible, but not for much longer. As she slides off the two cocks, her holes leaking cum, William makes his move. The look on his face tells Meghan everything she needs to know.

Still a little breathless, she gets to her knees, takes his cock in both hands and sucks the head into her mouth. She moves slowly, but grips his cock firmly. Her lips slide up and down his shaft, her hands doing the same. The taste of Kates pussy surprises her a little. She looks up at Wiliam with her big, brown eyes and he immediately loses it.

Meghan knows what everyone wants to see and pulls back, holding his cock in both hands and milking him for everything he's worth all over her pretty, royal face. Ream after ream after ream of cum erupts from his cock, it had been a rather busy fortnight and William hadn't had much chance to get off. By the time he finishes and steps back to admire his creation, Meghan is absolutely covered, its in her hair, over her forehead, eyes, nose mouth and cheeks. One eye is completely stuck shut, the other has cum hanging off her eyelashes. Its dripping onto her breasts and soaking into the delicate bra. She looks incredible, all four of them are unable to take their eyes off her.

It takes Meghan a moment to get over the shock of the huge load, but when she does, she carefully gets to her feet, feeling the cum sliding down her face as she moves. She makes her way over to Kate and the two of them share the most intense, passionate kiss anyone present has ever seen. Cum passes between their mouths, it smears onto each others faces, its gloriously messy and neither of them care one bit. Their tongues meet, they nibble each others lips. Meghan's hands explore Kates tight body and she wishes she could have her mouth on Kates wet pussy, but the rules are clear. The loser misses out.

Before they leave, Harry takes the thong, practically dripping in Kates pussy juices and gently pushes it into her mouth. The assistant is a little annoyed he hadn't thought of that himself as Kates eyes show clear disapproval.

The four of them make their way to the separate bathrooms, Meghan and Harry sharing a shower, William and the assistant to their respective en suites. Kate is left on the St Andrews cross for another hour or so, before William returns and releases her. She's absolutely desperate, but all her advances are spurned with a simple "You know the rules".

The footage from the start of the evening arrives in the group chat the five of them are in before everyone is asleep. William watches it with Kate, once again disappointed that his wife fared so badly.

Eventually Kate makes her way to bed, finding her wedding night lingerie dumped unceremoniously in a pile outside the door of the guest bedroom, soaked with pussy juice and cum, one shoe half way up the stairs, the other on the landing. Kate goes to take a shower, only for William to remind her that she has to stay like this until the morning.