Warning: A story Im writing for my gf. This story is my first work of this kind. There is very long build up and many parts have no sexual elements.
The woman's voice echoed in the dimly lit room. Despite it being small and dingy the room featured a giant, extravagant bed taking a third of the space. Furnished with the highest quality sheets and cushions it invites people to its warm and comfortable embrace. In the corner, there was a high cupboard filled with drinks, snacks, and... entertainment equipment. The deafening sound filling the room came from a spot next to the door. There a half-dressed man was pinning the girl to the wall. With her face and chest exposed by ripped sundress, and pressed violently to the cold wall the only thing she could do was to weakly push against the bricks to ease the pressure crushing her body.
"Oh fuck yes! You love it Princess, don't you?", moaned the man while thrusting his hips. His thick dick moved in and out of the girl's body.
"YESSS!" the whore screamed in pleasure, spreading her legs slightly and pushing her ass away from the wall to let him move faster.
"Slut! Bitch! Cock sleeve!" insults flew from the man, spanking the girl with every word pushing the girl to her limits.
Suddenly he grabbed the girl's arm and pulled her away from the wall. Turning towards the bed he pushed the girl onto it.
"Stupid Princess, I'm gonna make you pay for the taxes you raised!"
He twisted her hips, making her lie on the back, and pulled her legs wide open. Holding her knees he pushed them towards the girl and pushed his cock into the girl's ass. Princess screamed in pain and grabbed the sheets.
"Yes! Yes! I deserve it!" She slowly moaned in pleasure again as the pain subsided. The man, worrying not of the struggle of his partner kept moving faster and faster. His moves got more and more chaotic as he was reaching orgasm.
"Fuck! I love your tight royal ass, whore!" he whispered.
The girl, sensing that the man is going to cum soon, started to massage her breast and clit hoping to cum as soon as she can. And she didn't wait for long, the man moaned loudly one more time and started shooting his seed deep in her butthole.
"YES!!!" The girl's voice echoed loudly as she came the moment the men fell lifelessly onto her body. Breathing heavily she lay there in bliss. The men quickly get up and leave the room silently, leaving a half-conscious girl in the bed.
Sneaking back
In the darkness of night, a person sneaks into the castle. Unnoticed, they creep through the hallways of the royal family wing. Extraordinarily decorated corridors allowed the shadow to hide from the guards lazily patrolling the place. The thick carpet muffled the steps of the person as they approached one of the more decorated double doors. They look around before quietly opening the door and sliding in.
As the girl entered her chambers she quickly ran toward the room on her left, trying to sneak back into bed before anyone noticed she was gone. When she opened the door to her bedroom, instead of a dark room and warm bed, she was greeted by the loud voice of the old lady sitting on the chair in the corner "Look who finally showed up!" Next to her was a line of all her maids standing.
"Where have you sneaked out this time, Princess!" The older woman asked accusingly.
"Minerva!" The redhead girl was startled and started looking for an excuse. "I was just out to get a breath of fresh air."
"And your walk took you a few hours! And you left without a maid or a guard!", her head attendant rebuked. "I warned you, Your Highness! This has to stop and I'm going to tell your father!"
"What?! But Dad is busy with his duties! You wouldn't try to bother him with this!"
"'This' will reach him sooner or later! Your misbehaving is already the talk of the castle! And it's just a matter of time till everybody hears of your night escapades!" The woman stood up and walked to the princess. "Soon your reputation will start to negatively impact your father and then it will be more than just your problem."
Minerva turned around and said to the maids. "You are dismissed for a night. The princess disappears one more time and you gonna start losing work!" Then she turns to the royal. "And you have morning lessons tomorrow! Get to bed! I'm going to inform the King of your naughtiness after personally escorting you to Lady Asheville!" With that, everyone left the princess in her bedroom.
"Great!", the girl cursed quietly before changing into her night robe and jumping into the giant bed, finally getting some rest.
***
Minerva walked into the room and opened the curtains wide, letting the morning sun in. Quickly waking up the tired girl the attendant sent her off to take a bath the maids prepared in the bathroom.
Well the princess, although on her own two legs and standing on the cold floor of the bathroom, couldn't necessarily be called awake. I was still dozy from a short sleep and overall not being the morning person, unlike Minerva and her squadron of maids running about and hard working since before sun rising, she stood motionless as a small elite group of maids undressed her off her nightgown, prepared the towels and morning dress, and took the noble lady hands to move her to the warm water.
The head attendant walks in to check on the maids and to remove the magic chastity belt of the princess's waist, so the maid can clean their target properly. The princess got into the bath and let the maids clean her with expensive scented soap. The warm water and touch of so many hands slowly woke up the princess completely, pulling her out of the world of dreams. Sadly the morning baths were always quick and rarely lasted more than a few minutes. Maids pulled her out of the bath and started drying the princess off with towels. Then she was pushed, gently but still pushed, out of the bathroom and into the bedroom where another group waited to dress the girl up, apply light makeup, and fix up the hair.
Today's outfit for the morning piano lessons with Lady Asheville was knee-length gothic-style black dress, with short, puffy sleeves. Legs and arms were adorned with long and thin white silk gloves and socks with silver flower patterns weaved into them. Additionally, the outfit was punctuated with a red-steel necklace and wristbands contrasting against the white and black of the silk and cloth.
Washed and dressed, Minerva took the princess immediately out of the room. "That will do", she said with her unreasonable, at least for the princess, standards, "We are already late for your lessons so hurry up". "We ArE AlReAdY LaTe FoR yOuR lEsSoNs!" Thought the princess, keeping her annoyance to herself. It was fair to say she did not enjoy her mornings. Especially considering that her father wakes up much later than her.
Moving swiftly through the halls and walking past less than a handful of people, Minerva and the Princess reached the ballroom. Hugh and empty, aside from the beautiful lady and one attendant serving tea, the ballroom always struck odd feelings with the Princess. On important occasions, this place felt claustrophobic and stress-inducing, with stares of hundreds of people watching and judging your every move. Every other day, the empty and echoing hall only makes you feel small and creeped out. You could hear a drop of a needle from the other side of the room and sometimes it makes you feel out of place entirely.
Thankfully Lady Asheville was here, waiting with the tea.
Rumours
When we reached the ballroom Lady Asheville stood up and we exchanged light bows in greetings.
"I wish you a good morning, Princess", the noble lady greeted me, "and I hope you are well rested for our lesson today."
"Thank you, Mrs. Eléonore, and good morning to you as well", I answered, "I feel no less, or more, rested than for any of our previous lessons."
