*Sorry for any poor description, first post. Will practice more in the future. All characters are over eighteen.*
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"Shh..." Mara whispered, patting his royal highness's daughter as she succumbed to the effects of the drugs hidden in the drinks served to her and the staff. The rest of the women had already found themselves either draping across whatever surface they could find, or swaying in one place until they finally dropped. The princess herself had been the last to partake, but that didn't matter now. Mara chuckled darkly to herself as she thought of what was to come for her ex lover's beloved daughter. Serves him right; he took her only joy from her, so she might as well defile his.
This was long coming, and he knew it. It was known from the day Mara made her promise, known from the day he made sure his daughter's staffed was completely comprised of other females so no male could ever fulfill Mara's promise. Promises aren't so easily evaded.
As if to finalize that, Mara slipped a hand down the princess's dress and squeezed one of her breasts, pinching it to test the effects of the drugs. She didn't move a muscle. The princess herself was actually very pretty, fair skin, blonde hair, perky little tits; she'd probably be the desired option among many young brides.
If only she maintained her virginity.
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"Toss her there." Mara told the man holding her highness's nude and unconscious body. He was one of many who entered the cabin, some of which paid for a turn inside the princess's little snatch, and most of which just came to watch. The princess's body fell, exposing her hairy pussy to the crowd who leered and made jeers.
"I can't wait to destroy that." One man chuckled darkly, reaching over to pinch her pink brown nipples. Others agreed, laughing heartily. One young man weaved in and out of the crowd trying to take in all the bets he could. The betting pools were whether or not her highness would find herself swollen with child, and if she did who of the many participants would be the likely father.
"Obviously," The darkest of the participants said, "I'll be the one to knock up the pretty princess. I paid a lot of money to be the one to go first."
"Speaking of which," Mara began to reign in the crowd, "It's time. Drake, you may begin..."
The darkest participant, Drake, strode over to the bed, taking in the view of Mara's prey. He glanced back at Mara, who gave him a wink that said 'Go on ahead.' He climbed onto the bed, and ran his dark rough hands over the fair skin of her lady. So smooth and creamy, his manhood hardened at the mere thought of penetrating her tight little body; but she needed to be ready for him.
He slid his arms under her thighs and dragged her to him, burying his tongue into her slit. His tongue slid up and down her slick lips, teasing her clit with the flick of his tongue, tasting her virgin hole. Even in her comatose state, the princess seemed to thoroughly enjoy the tongue fucking as she soon started to drip before him. He had started slow, but soon started to lick rapidly, letting her flavors cascade over his tongue until he was sure she was ready.