(This is a work of fiction meant for a mature audience and all characters are above 18)
It was day 7 and after the sleepless night, Neela was awake and was feeling upbeat at the prospect of wearing some clothes after what seemed like a lifetime. Even the second round of enema could not dampen her spirits.
She even looked over benevolently and played with her soapy boobs and pussy as the guards stood around her bath masturbating. Her ordeal would be over. And she was quite sure, she could easily control a simpleton like Amir with sex and rule her birthright.
The first disappointment of the day occurred when Dara walked in but without clothes. When she asked, he simply said only Amir could give her clothes as per the custom.
To make matters worse, he was accompanied by the court doctor. The doctor simply asked her to bend over the table and then asked Dara for some oil. as she turned her head in alarm, the doctor took out a gigantic jewelled butt plug, soaked it in oil and roughly inserted it into her ass.
Neela screamed in pain as tears ran down her eyes. He took another jewelled plug and inserted into her pussy. Now she was properly sealed. The doctor sighed with satisfaction as his duty was over.
Neela was furious beyond belief but as soon as she stood up, the plugs rubbed inside and sent a wave of pleasure. She couldn't help but moan as the guards looked on. Dara was particularly delighted by her expression and mockingly commented, "Save something for the royal court princess, the king and courtiers await your pleasure."
Neela blushed at the double entendre but soon hurried along trying to get the day over as soon as possible. With each step, she was feeling intense waves of pleasure and struggled to keep her moans down. Her nipples hardened in no time and her breasts started to heave. All the guards noticed this and openly pointed at pussy juices flowing.
Soon they entered the court, but today the throne was empty and King Mihir stood with an obedient expression near the throne with the Priest.
The Priest was delighted by her appearance and beckoned her to come quickly as they had too many things to do - it was a busy day.
Soon the Priest started speaking to the crowd, "It has been eventful seven days and we are at the end of the presentation. The princess has proved her worth to us and we have sworn our loyalty to her. Now the time has come for Princess Neela to embrace us as our mother and accept us as her children and ascend the throne."
At this announcement, loud cheers went up. Neela had no idea what was about to take place but was glad at last she would get her throne.
The Priest beckoned her to go and sit on the throne. She wanted to close her legs and cover her pussy, but the base of the plugs pinched and forced her to keep her legs apart. As soon as the crowd glimpsed the plugs a roar of approval and applause went around.
The Priest smirked with great satisfaction and continued, "As the ultimate symbolic act of accepting this duty of motherhood, now our beloved princess will offer her breasts to the court, please maintain silence this is a solemn occasion and come in an orderly fashion. First King Mihir."
As Neela sat and trembled with shock, King Mihir moved too quickly for his age and before she could even say anything knelt in front of her and suckled her left breast while mailing her right breast. After 5 min or so, the Priest shouted, "My king pay equal attention to both breasts." At this encouragement, wasting no time Mihir shifted his attentions.
Soon the ordeal was over but before she could draw a breath, twins Bijan and Javid approached from left and right. They grabbed her at the waist at the same time and started sucking in her boobs. Javid especially kept biting and tugging. Although she yelped in pain, her body was aroused and pussy juices flowed like a flood.
Next, the 5 old Kings came and suckled literally like babies. Courtiers were more rough pressing their face into her cleavage and nipping her. Then came the endless line of her loyal subjects. The representatives even copped a feel of her pussy and pressed her globes every which way possible.
Then came her rascal guards led by Dara. Dara just bent and started licking and biting all over her bouncy globes. Although the crowd noticed it, they were too aroused to call a halt. The priest was once again conveniently deep in discussion with the King.
Dara then lifted her boobs with his hands and pressed them roughly while sucking on her nipples. This forceful action combined with the rubbing of the plugs created a forceful climax and Neela moaned loudly.
Suddenly the priest looked up and said, "It is so easy to make the princess cum, Amir is a lucky man. The room exploded in laughter. The guards followed Dara and sucked to their heart's content."
At last, it was over and the priest beckoned Dara forward, "Now that the rituals are over, the princess has to be prepared for the coronation. Please draw a perfumed bath and get her ready."
Once again to Neela's dismay, the bath was right at the end of the hall. The priest impatiently beckoned Bijan and Javid to assist her with the bath.
As they escorted her with obvious glee Neela braced herself for last of the embarrassment.
Soon Bijan and Javid stripped naked and stood with jutting erections in order to assist her with the bath. First Javid got in and the priest instructed her to sit on his lap. As expected Javid positioned his dick between her thighs as she sat on his lap face to face. Soon Bijan slid behind her and just sat at the other end of the tub happy to watch her torment.
The tub was only half full so as Javid started to rub herbs and flowers on her boobs the whole court could see her nipples getting erect and breasts heaving. Javid took his own sweet time cleaning her boobs and navel and then asked her to stand up. As she stood up mortified, Bijan started rubbing soap on her ass and pussy. It was Javid's turn to watch.
Soon the twins started to drench her with a water pipe and made sure that all the soap studs were gone.