Part 3
The party ate a small feast which mostly consisted of little concoctions that further drove everyone's lust and vigor. The Queen spared no expense in making her initial feast perfect. The Pinkberry wine kept everyone horny, excited, happy, drunk, high, and laughing. Pinkberry had been a family secret for hundreds of generations.
The Swallows found a renewed energy and excitement as they made their way to the dimly lit lounge full of pillows, couches and comfy furniture.
"Tell us, shy Prince, how did you get your teacher to come here?" One guest asked.
"Or is that you, Doctor Deepthroat, got him to take you?" The guests laughed, and Isaac looked longingly at Daphne.
"I always had a crush on her," Isaac started after a sip of Pinkberry wine. "I think every boy liked her. When he asked me to take her home, I did not know what to say. Then she took me to her office and took off her clothes, and she sucked my dick. It was amazing. Sorry, Mother, and sorry, Samantha and Sabrina, I lied. Dr Deepthroat took my virginity the day before I came home. Mother, if you want someone to commend, commend Daphne for convincing me to return home after I blasted another load inside her asshole!"
The guests gave light applause and laughed. Samantha eyed Daphne, and she found her eyes and ears slowly focusing not on the dark skinned Indian woman, but on Yvette, Isaac's older sister. She seemed a little too tickled with Isaac's story.
"Dr Deepthroat... Will you give us a show or performance?" Queen Cutie asked her guest, and her other guests cheered and applauded the idea.
"Great idea, your grace!"
"Wonderful plan, your majesty!"
"I would very much enjoy seeing Dr Deepthroat, but only if her majesty also partakes!"
Cutie rolled her eyes at her sycophantic lower lords. She retrieved her gold wand from tiny cape, and with a wave of her hand and wrist, the whole room began to writhe and moan. Kaston dimmed the lights and stood watching the guests like a vulture watching hyena's devour a corpse.
Samantha watched her sister slither her naked body between Lady Vixen's nude men, and the many pairs of hands grabbed her and spread her open. Samantha saw Queen Cutie pull close Duke Darron Thick for a deep kiss. The Thick girls threw themselves into the mass of wriggling naked people. Samantha tried to maintain some composure to continue watching the group, but hands from all directions pulled her into the mass. She found herself losing control with the group until she let fingers spread her legs and ass. Two thick, hard cocks pushed at her face, and Samantha obliged by sucking both dicks, swapping between the two as she slowly worked them both.
The twins did their best to please as many in the group as possible. The wine kept them and everyone wriggling and alert, priapic and supple. The guests remained in a huge writhing orgiastic mass until the Swallows sisters had given themselves to all in attendance that would have them in return.
Samantha finished the evening working two masked young men while Vicki Vixen watched with a delighted and devilish grin on her face. Samantha found it difficult to resist the long, thick, veiny cocks wagging in her face, and she relished every inch and every rope of cum that shot from their great length.
Finally, Samantha swallowed the last loads of semen from the masked men, and they settled into the corner with pillows for a short nap. Samantha found her sister, and they curled up together to shut their eyes. As Sabrina fell asleep, Samantha watched Daphne getting to her feet. Samantha looked around the room, and she noticed Princess Yvette missing from the slumbering group. She saw Isaac and every lord, but she also did not see Queen Cutie. She stalked across the room behind Daphne, and she followed Dr Deepthroat through the house.
Upstairs, Samantha saw Daphne slink through the lengthy halls to the bedroom before quickly continuing to Yvette's room. Samantha made her way onto the patio and quietly peered in the window, and she spied Daphne standing motionless in the room next too Yvette. Yvette held a small orb that appeared made of smoky crystal no larger than the size of a small orange. It had a dark purple interior with bright pink wisps. As Princess Yvette waved the crystal ball in her hand, chanting a few words, Samantha could see the gem encrusted ring on Daphne's hand flutter and glimmer with lively color.
"Has Daphne removed the Hummingbird, yet?" A soft voice said behind Samantha, and she whirled and tried to muffle her gasp as she caught sight of Queen Cutie sitting directly behind her on a lounge chair in the dark.
"Good evening, my sweet, thoroughly attentive and brilliant detective. Do you have anything to report?" Cutie whispered.
"I think..." Samantha said, turning and peering into the room to see Daphne lying on her back and slowly removing the gold vibrator from between her legs.
"What no one knew," Cutie whispered as she reached between her legs and removed an identical gold vibrator to the one Samantha saw Daphne holding.
"Huh? Your majesty?"
"No one knew I had made a clever forgery of the Hummingbird years ago when I first placed it on display. I never told anyone, not even my own daughter, and how glad I am. Look at that little skank! I thought I taught her better than this low level scheming. I should punish her just on principle that she thinks so little of my intelligence! My goodness, there it is!" Cutie hissed and pointed, and Queen and Samantha spied Yvette opening a small trunk and removing from within it a small cape, a tiara, a corset, and buttplug decorated with a gorgeous ruby.
Samantha glanced at Cutie, and the two quietly nodded at each other. No need to say anything. Cutie sighed, and they walked into the house, found Kaston who had two royal guards and even a priestess waiting at the front entrance.
"Welcome, thank you again for coming, Sister!" Queen Cutie said and kissed the priestess.
"Absolutely, your Majesty!" The priestess said.
The group marched inside the house and stormed into Yvette's room. Yvette had a look of shock as the guards set upon her and seized her. She had anticipated something from the items the possessed. Daphne looked at the group with a bewildered astonishment but remained quiet and still.
"Thank you, royal guards, you may take her to my royal stocks and give her everything she wants!" Cutie said frowning at her daughter.
"Your Majesty!" The priestess, Kaston, the guards, and Samantha all gasped.
"Mother!" Yvette pleaded and cried. "No!"
"Yes! You have seriously embarrassed me. Let the whole garrison have her then give her to the priestesses in the temple!" Cutie wagged a finger as she spoke.
"Your Grace! I beg you! Something perhaps less severe to attract less attention?" Samantha said. Cutie rolled her eyes and scowled.
"Mother, please. I can explain!" Yvette started.
"Oh yes?"
"I did this for someone else... They promised to help the family if I gave them something in return," Yvette said, and Cutie's cute face suddenly looked ghostly and muted.
Cutie touched the guards, and they dropped Yvette on her bed.
"Tell your mother," Cutie said as she stroked Yvette's soft cheek.
"This woman..." Yvette tried not to cry, but her voice immediately wavered. "This woman told me she used to be a mistress or a duchess or something!"
