'It's you,' the Prince said in wonderment. He looked her up and down, devouring Cinderella with his eyes.
She couldn't believe it was the man who fucked her face in the forest. He's here! And he's the first guest to approach her.
He was so handsome in all his ball finery. He wore a dark blue waistcoat; slim fitting pantaloons that showed off his "package". Cinderella looked up and then noticed: is he wearing a... crown?
Cinderella blushed and her nipples got hard. The hard tit nubs showed through the iridescent blue material visible only to Royalty. Visible only to the Prince. And the fairies made sure that only royalty could see through her magical cum gown. The Prince was able to see her beautiful tits, cunt and ass; and her shapely legs all the way down to her glass stiletto slippers. It was like she was only dressed in the blue corset, glass stilettos and the diamond collar and cuffs with a wisp of a dress around it. This pleased the Prince very much. The rest of the guests only saw a beautiful girl in a modest blue gown.
She stared at the Prince in wonderment. She whispered, 'Are you the Prince?'
The Prince smiled and nodded.
'I-I-I did not know Your Majesty. I'm so sorry,' She lowered her eyes, embarrassed and full of shame and curtseyed awkwardly.
The Prince grabbed her wrists. 'It's you,' the Prince repeated in a whisper that only she heard, 'the fuckable little nymph from the forest.' Cinderella looked up into his eyes and the Prince smiled. He practically beamed; he was so thrilled that the forest cum slut came to the Royal Ball. 'Follow me, I want you to meet my father, the King.'
'The King? Oh, no. I mustn't!' Cinderella pleaded resisting his pull.
The Prince ignored her plea and put his arm around her waist and practically dragged the reluctant girl up the stairs to meet the King.
Cinderella was in shock. Utter and complete shock. Never in her wildest imaginings did she think the nobleman who found her naked and bound in the forest was actually the Prince. And now that handsome man was the Prince and was about to introduce her to the King. It was too much.
Cinderella felt distress and was shaking she was so nervous! She did not feel worthy to meet the King! Isn't that what her Stepfather told her? She took a deep breath and thought since it was a Royal Ball, she assumed it was routine and she was obligated.
It was not routine.
She had been especially selected by the Prince to meet the King. All of the ballroom guests whispered about the beauty being led up by the Prince to be introduced to the King. What Cinderella didn't know was that she caused quite a stir at the party from the moment she appeared at the ballroom entrance. And she wasn't even announced! No one knew who the beauty was. Her stepbrothers watched -through a magical cum spell - their unrecognizable stepsister and joked about fucking the unknown girl. Stepfather snickered at their antics, thinking the same thing. The strange girl was really beautiful and very sexy in an innocent way.
The King's throne was a full story above the ballroom floor, so he could survey the revelry without having to be among them. It was a balcony overlooking the ballroom with just enough room in front of his throne for invited guests to genuflect before their King.
The Prince guided Cinderella up to the stairs to face the King's throne. Once Cinderella was centered in front of the King's platform, the Prince took his place standing next to the King sitting in his throne looking down at Cinderella a few steps below. All eyes in the ballroom below were on the beautiful young enchantress being introduced to the King.
She curtseyed slowly and low. The King and the Prince both admired her swelling tits and arched back to her shapely ass. All of her nakedness was seen only to these two Royal men through her magically wispy gown material. The rest of the guests saw a presentable girl covered in a beautiful blue gown.
'Father,' the Prince eagerly shared, 'this is the nymph from the forest I told you about.'
The King whispered something to one of his attending guards as Cinderella came up from her deep curtsey. The guards moved.
'Your Highness,' she whispered in a nervous baby doll voice. She naturally folded her hands behind her back in the submissive stance her Stepfather trained her to do.
The King's eyebrow went up at her submissive pose and he smiled as his eyes devoured Cinderella's beauty. In a deep slow velvet voice the King said, 'Son, she more beautiful than you described.'
Cinderella blushed and whispered, 'Thank you, Your Majesty.' She was relieved the King didn't ask for her name. She didn't want to get her Stepfather in trouble.
'Come here, nymph,' the King commanded with a flick of his bejeweled fingers. 'Let me get a good look at you.'
'Yes, Your Majesty.'
As Cinderella approached the King, the attendants put a tall screen in front of the throne so that the masses below could not see what he was about to do or say to Cinderella. One guard nodded to the orchestra and the music filled the ballroom, cueing the guests to dance. No one could see or hear what the King or Cinderella would do or say so the guests went about the business of dancing.
'Look, Father,' the Prince said pointing at her jewelry, 'She has bejeweled bondage bracelets and leash choker.' He sighed. His mouth watered and his prick stiffened. 'She truly is a sex doll. Father, you must -'
'Turn around, slowly, my dear,' the King commanded. 'Let me see your backside.'
'Yes, Your Majesty.' Cinderella turned around to face the screen that was now in place. She was essentially alone with the King, the Prince and the two attending guards.
'Pull up her skirt,' the King commanded his attendants.
'What?' Cinderella was alarmed. The pair of large attending guards on either side of the petite girl and each grabbed her wrists and lifted the back of her skirt as she resisted. Her feet were spread apart. Her back naturally arched and her creamy white ass cheeks and bejeweled butt plug and wet pussy were exposed.
