Daygar sat on the huge bed in the Princesses bedchamber and summoned them to him; nervously they obeyed standing either side of him. Their expensive fragrances invaded his nostrils as they awaited his command, trembling despite the warm room; little dolls like Princess Leyia, with porcelain white skin and waist-length golden hair. Even seated he was still a head taller than them, their dainty child-like figures belying their nineteen years, little girls out of their depth.
They were identically dressed in sky blue long gowns, simple yet effective and easily removed for the task they knew faced them. Lady Helena had chosen well, there would be no fumbling with ribbons and bows when their time came, they stood barefoot as Daygar stroked the back of their heads with paw-like hands; smoothing down the rivers of golden hair to their small rounded bottoms. They both tensed as they remembered the spanking he had given them across his knee, he patted both bottoms gently.
'Take off your gowns,' he ordered simply.
The princesses moved in unison sweeping the loose gowns from their shoulders and letting them drop to the floor. Daygar's eyes moved swiftly across nubile young white breasts, heaving from rapid breathing; small pink circles with little red nipples sticking proud at their centres. His cock hardened beneath the loose robe as he surveyed their tiny waists, their little buttons at the midriff indented in otherwise flawless skin. He feasted on the wispy golden fluff signalling the beginning of the precious treasures tucked beneath, each girl identical in every detail, flat stomachs sweeping inwards to the 'vee' between the tops of their legs.
His hands covered their proud bare little bottoms, pressing their assets into his thighs.
'Open the robe,' he whispered.
Small hands fumbled tentatively at the linen, one pulling the bow from the cloth belt to reveal his erection, flagpole hard and upright, the two nymphs gasped and stared open mouthed at the monster.
'Touch it,' he urged.
Princess Natalia was the first to wrap her tiny fingers around the throbbing shaft, her hand insufficient to encircle its thick girth, Princess Saria followed and Daygar winced as the two small hands instinctively massaged him back and forth. This was probably the first time they had even seen a cock let alone handle one! He knew Lady Helena had tutored them on what to expect.