Into the banquet hall, the three of them gracefully tread. Even in the nude, their stateliness was evident in the way they carried themselves. Esmerelda, in her deeply tanned bodice, moved with the litheness of a tribal queen. Her body was tightly sculpted with very slight breasts, shapely toned thighs, and a taut stomach. The only evidence of her royalty was in the clitoral piercing, and the small star shaped tattoo on her left butt cheek. She was undoubtedly the most comfortable of the three princesses, as her tribe had little need for clothing.
Not as lithe, but every bit as stately, Elaine strode through the room as if she expected the universe to form a path for her. Her body was not as toned as Esmerelda's, but she was just as slender. Her blonde hair cascaded down her back almost all the way to her round butt. Pink, would be the way to characterize her skin tone. Her breasts hung ponderously low, and made the other two girls inherently jealous. They were able to console themselves though with the fact that Elaine had almost no ass. Like the other two women, she only wore two items of royalty. Her ruby earrings, and her makeup.
The final princess, Giselle, seemed the most embarrassed by her nudity. There was something about her that spoke of pampered nobility. She seemed to be the most acquiescent of the three, but something about the way she acted spoke of her contempt of the others. Her red hair curled downwards across her moderate breasts, covering up her hard nipples. She was glad for this little measure of privacy. She had a lovely hour glass figure, and her ass was delightfully heart-shaped. Her vestments of nobility consisted of a silver ring, and a red sash that was wrapped around her throat.
All the tables in the hall were bursting with food of every kind. Everything was served upon silver platters. It was all very tempting, but they had all been instructed to forsake their appetites for the evening.
There was no sense in them dying before they even attempted the Awakening.
Suddenly stopping in mid stride, Esmerelda looked predatory in the way she gazed at what lay on the main table. Even though the others were noticeably looking at the same as she, Esmerelda silently as a huntress whispered, "There he is...Prince Caspian."
Neither of the other girls replied. Instead they just stared at the lifeless form before them.
The corpse-like stillness of Prince Caspian was the result of an ancient spell. No one knew the reason for this curse, nor why it mattered so much that he be awakened. All that anyone really knew was that Princesses had been trying for ages, and they had all died in the attempt.
His golden hair was combed quite handsomely to accentuate the masculine face behind it. He was nude, as the princesses were forced to be. His strongly muscled body called out to the women, exploiting their deepest desires. Every one of the princesses eyes were inevitably drawn to his stiff member. It was thick, and probably eight inches in length.
For a few moments, the girls just stared at his prone body. Elaine and Giselle seemed horridly tense and frightened whilst Esmerelda looked determined.
Suddenly, Esmerelda strode towards the body. Her abrupt movement made the others jump in fright. They quickly recovered their senses by the time Esmerelda stood by the table.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Elaine demanded imperiously as Esmerelda deliberately began to climb onto the table.
Esmerelda glanced over her shoulder to say, "I'm going to wake the Prince."
Anger quite obvious on her face, Elaine asked, "And why do you think that you have the right to be first?" Her breasts bounced around from the exertion of her anger.
Straddling the sleeping prince at the waist, Esmerelda began to situate her pussy against his bulging prick. "You made no move to be first, so I-ooooo," she paused for a moment as she impaled herself slowly on Caspian's penis, "God, this feels good. You didn't do anything so I thought I'd have a go."
Still angry, Elaine huffed, "Well we could have talked about it for a while first." She seemed even more livid after Esmerelda failed to reply. Then she grinned a malicious grin and said, "Oh well, we're probably all going to die anyways, at least I get to live a bit longer than you."
With that, Elaine fell silent and watched the spectacle that was taking place. At first, Esmerelda lay across Caspian's chest, and very slowly ground herself up and down His Sleepy Majesty's firm manhood. Despite herself, Elaine was fascinated by the lewdness of the display that was going on before her. In a way, she found herself thinking, it's like she's fucking a corpse. That thought made her shudder.
After all, Elaine was probably going to fuck him too.
Glancing to her left, Elaine watched Giselle for a moment. For the first time since Elaine had met Giselle, she didn't look as if she despised everyone present. Instead, she looked excited. Elaine curled her lip when she realized that Giselle was teasing her clit with her fingers.
What a fucking slut.
Uncaring that she was being scrutinized, Giselle twiddled her clit with childlike abandon. She watched as Esmerelda began to slowly increase her rhythm across the prone form underneath her. She had closed her eyes, but the way she thrust herself up and down made clear that she was still the huntress in charge of her prey. Giselle had sex with many people, both men and women, but she had never seen a woman so clearly in charge of her own sexual prowess.
Sweat was accruing all over Esmerelda's body. She no longer looked like a goddess of the hunt, but instead was beginning to look like some wild succubus with her low moaning and horny thrusting. Her small breasts bounced wildly around as she humped with a tenacious ferocity against Caspian's cock.
Forgetting herself for a moment, Esmerelda quietly commanded, "Grab my tits you lazy fucker." She slowed her fucking for a moment as it took her a moment to realize why she wasn't being obeyed instantly.
Elaine had strolled over to the table and was lying her body across the foot of it as she watched Esmerelda make the prince's big dick impale her pussy. She laughed maliciously whenever she heard Esmerelda's demand.
"Grab them yourself you stupid twat," Elaine jeered.
The room was silent for a moment, with the only sound of naked flesh pounding together. Elaine knew that Giselle had gravitated towards the other end of the table to watch the display while furiously playing with herself, but that didn't concern her.
That's why Elaine was surprised to here Esmerelda suddenly murmur, "Mmmm, just like that."
Sitting up, Elaine craned her neck around to see what was going on. She gasped when she saw Giselle massaging Esmerelda's breasts with both hands. Giselle was obviously staring at Esmerelda's face, but Elaine couldn't tell if Esmerelda could see.
As it turned out, Esmerelda was also gazing at Giselle as she played with her small breasts. Giselle was being so tender and loving that Esmerelda suddenly couldn't stop herself. She leaned forward and kissed Giselle with passion. They made out for only a moment before Esmerelda ripped herself away in shame.
"I'm sorry," Esmerelda murmured softly before beginning to cry, "I think I just wanted some intimacy before my death. I apologize for doing that to you."
Elaine watched in shock as Giselle began to cry humongous tears. Giselle didn't say anything, she just cried while she leaned forward to begin kissing Esmerelda once again.
Esmerelda was still humping Caspian softly whenever they finally came up from their kiss. She drew a ragged breath before saying, "Okay." Then, with new vigor, Esmerelda began to fuck Caspian in earnest. She was moaning loudly as she bounced up and down on his dick. The other princesses knew that she was lost to them. They could only watch in dread anticipation of their own upcoming fate.
It was obvious now that Esmerelda was about to her orgasm. Her sinewy body, covered in a fine layer of sweat, her breath was ragged in between the furious moans of pleasure mixed with fear. All at once, her whole body shuddered, and she began to cry in anguish. Her body quivered off an on for a full minute before she collapsed onto the prince's body. In a state almost comparable to sleep walking, she rolled off of his body, and onto the floor.
Elaine and Giselle were only able to stare at her still body that was drenched from head to toe. From her angle, Elaine noticed that semen was dripping out of Esmerelda's pussy. That sight made her cringe.
Bending down, Giselle felt for breath. Looking back at Elaine, her eyes were red, and her face was wet with tears. She didn't have to tell Elaine that Esmerelda was gone.
