"Well, my dear, as much as I would love to keep you in my bed forever, I actually didn't take you away for selfish reasons. I could see that my sister and nieces would never let you out of that house, and would most likely keep you from the ball tonight."
"I don't see the big deal about going to the ball, anyways. It sounds like just another stuffy party she never lets me go to anyways."
Sopia looked at her strangely and said, "My dear, apparently your stepmother hasn't told you of the significance of the ball. It isn't just any old party, but a matchmaking ball for the prince who is mainly looking for not just any lay, but for a woman that he would like to marry. Usually he takes the women and fucks them first, and if he likes what he gets, then he may pursue further interest. But so far, the women that he has bedded he hasn't found a reason to pursue them. But now that you are of age, you can have a shot at it, and if not marriage, then at least a night of sex with the prince. So we will go to my shop and get you tailored and ready for tonight, with a little pussy licking in between, and then hopefully get you married off, if not to the prince, then some other rich man that will get you out of my sister's house."
And with that, they pulled up to Sopia's store, where Sopia's all female staff were sitting around bored because all the women in town had what they needed for the prince's ball, and so there was no business. But Sopia clapped her hands and announced, "Ladies, this is my goddaughter Cinderella, and we are going to dress her for the ball tonight in my personal 'Classic' outfit. Jeanne, will you bring the girls back?"
"Yes, madam," said Jeanne, who was a short brunette in her early 30s, very busty, and who looked at Cinderella with sparkling, hazel eyes and a smile. She then turned and motioned for the three other women to escort them to the back where a steaming tub was waiting and Cinderella watched as the four workers, Jeanne and three younger women, each disrobed to show their naked bodies having beautiful breasts and shaved pussies, and the foursome split up and Jeanne and beautiful young blonde Keli removed Sopia's clothes and helped her into the tub, and Sopia had her pussy fingered by both Keli and Jeanne as they fingered her pussy while watching as Cinderella was disrobed by young blonde Mari and brunette Tania, who helped her into the tub and sat her on the edge and treated her the same as Sopia.
They continued for twenty minutes until Sopia and Cinderella each came and were planning on continuing until Sopia finally spoke up and said, "Alright ladies, now that we've had our fun, we need to get down to business. Let's get my goddaughter dressed and we can celebrate later." And with an unfortunate sigh everyone emerged from the tub and dried off their naked bodies and didn't bother dressing as they went into the shop to start measuring, cutting, and sewing, all with Cinderella noticing a large crowd of what seemed to be every man in town watching the naked women working and Cinderella being exposed to their leering eyes and tented pants.
"Aunt Sopia, why are all those men at the windows watching us?"
"Don't worry about them dear. They know that if we are ever we work this late, it's because we just got done fooling around with each other and don't feel like getting dressed until it's time to go home to our husbands."
"You mean everyone in here is married?"
"Well, not everyone. I'm not, but each of the others are either married or betrothed. But they know their women would never cheat with another man, just women either here or customers who come in. In fact, their men are in the front row of watchers, and seeing us in here gets them hot and horny for tonight. So just ignore them; we do."
Cinderella didn't mind being leered at, but actually was quite excited by it and was getting horny thinking about fucking all them men out there, especially since she hadn't had a good cock in over a day. She was hoping the prince would like her enough to want to fuck her, and she began to fantasize about walking into the ball and being so beautiful that the prince would walk right up to her, tear off her dress, and fuck her for hours in front of all attendants. As she thought about a large cock plunging into her depths and being flooded by royal cum, she was startled out of her revelry by her aunt.
"Darling, open your eyes and look at your dress for tonight."
Cinderella opened her eyes and saw her beautiful body clothed in a green silk dress that looked like a camisole, with a neckline down to just above her pussy that barely covered her breasts, no back, and the hem to mid thigh with a slit up each leg; green heels; and her hair curled ringlets.
"Well, dear, do you like it?"
Cinderella could hardly speak, she had tears in her eyes, and leaped into Sopia's arms and deeply kissed her, wishing she could do more than that, and went down the line and kissed each woman as she held them to her as they grabbed each other's ass. After the last seamstress, Cinderella was escorted to the carriage shaped like an ivory colored pumpkin waiting to take her to the party.
Sopia watched the carriage go and knew it was time for the celebration for a job well done to commence, so she walked naked out in front of the store and allowed all the onlookers to get a good look at her nude body as she whispered to each of the husbands, "If you guys are horny enough, I promised the girls a celebratory orgy after we finished. So come on in and help yourselves." The four of them grinned and left her standing by herself naked and surrounded by a half dozen horny men, along with a couple of women, and knew she wanted to get fucked, since she looked inside and saw the men naked and either fucking or sucking her employees. "Looks like it's going to be a long night," she thought as she led her entourage into her private bedroom and bath as they proceeded to fuck and suck each other all night long, with the store remaining closed to celebrate throughout the day.
As Cinderella's coach approached the palace, she found it alive with lights and music as guests arrived, and even along the drive she could tell that there were some people celebrating early as she saw them naked and fucking in various ways and positions. Pulling up to the entry, she saw the men impeccably dressed, while the women were dressed in the most revealing, sluttish outfits she had ever seen, with some even being led on collars and leashes by their dominatrix dressed in leather, hopefully to lure the prince to bed with a promise of both of them. But when Cinderella stepped out of her carriage, she found that all eyes were on her as her toned, tall legs made way to her tight body and unusual long red hair that was accentuated by her green dress.
The valet who opened her door and helped her out, a short man with a hooked nose, dark eyes, but physically impressive, caught a glimpse of her shaven pussy before looking up into her green eyes and with a catch in his voice said, "Welcome to the palace, dear lady."
"Why thank you, dear man. Do those doors lead to the ball?"
"Yes. Just follow the other guests."
"Thank you," was her reply, leaning down to kiss his cheek, which he knew would make the other valets jealous.
She proceeded into the castle as eyes followed her and men and women licked their lips, envisioning what lay underneath her short dress and what they would like to do with it.
Inside the ballroom, guests from all reaches of the kingdom were gathered, hoping they would be chosen by the prince to be at least his next bed partner, and watched as he danced with one person right after the other. The prince was quite a handsome man, who at twenty five years old stood just over six feet tall and while he looked wiry, was a muscular man who also had a nine inch cock that he used effectively on all his female conquests. It was said that he had never refused a woman, but at the moment, he was having a horrible time as he danced with a tax collector's daughter, who was a short twenty something with a whiny voice that made him want to run away and sleep for the rest of the night. To get his mind off her, and the rest of the night of dreadful formalities, he began thinking back on the night before, when he had been fucking the exquisite Gardin triplets who enjoyed feasting not only on him but each other as well. He just wanted to get the night over with and slip into bed with a few little pieces of ass, and as his present dance ended and he proceeded to go refresh himself, he noticed that all the people around him were looking towards the doors, and when he did as well, he could only stare.
A few hundred feet from the prince stood Lucilla, Rowena, and Gleena, all planning on how to lure the prince into their bed, when they heard the music stop and looked towards the orchestra situated near the entrance. What they saw left them speechless, for it was none other than Cinderella in the most revealing and sexiest outfit they had ever seen. But the fact that everyone was staring at her, including the prince, had her unsure of herself made them quite happy, until the prince apparently gathered his wits and was walking towards her. This changed their view of her from sex toy to rival, which only served to begin their hatred of her.
Cinderella had walked down the hallway, unaware of the effect she was having on the guests, until she stopped outside the entrance to check her reflection in the mirror and saw a group of men following her. She was afraid until she noticed the lust in their eyes was for her, and suddenly she was no longer afraid but felt empowered and knew that it was going to be a very good night, even if she didn't get the attention of the prince. But she was unprepared for what she encountered, since apparently word of her had spread ahead, and as she entered the entire ballroom was quiet and all eyes were upon her. She started to become unsure of herself and was almost ready to walk out until she saw the prince start walking towards her, and she noticed how sexy he was, and she decided against leaving.
When he got to her, she gave her best curtsy and found him bowing to her and then took her hand and kissed it as she said her best, "Good evening, your highness."
