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There seemed to be an unlimited amount of dominance leaking from her little Sophia at the moment. She didnâ??t know why but it was extremely hot to her. So much so, that she wasnâ??t going to punish her later for her insolence. Unlike Lafayette, the woman seemed fearless in the face of a tigress like herself unafraid of any consequences that may have lingered in the air. With everyone else, they were scared of how she might lash out later, in the event of her anger taking holdâ?¦but Sophia proved to be differentâ?¦ Perhaps this was the beginning of a lovely relationship~

â??It all depends on what you are asking Sohpy dearâ?¦.in this kingdom, my kingdom, or the ones I had to pass by to get hereâ?¦.â? She said a sly grin playing across her lips. As quickly as it came, was as quickly as it went when the otherâ??s single digit slammed into her dripping sex. Her body shuddered for a whole three seconds, her brain trying to regain whatever composure it could at that moment.

The sudden movement of Sophiaâ??s single digit deep within her was only the tip of the iceberg, as her thumb pressed into her clitoris. The breath she inhaled, she quickly exhaled, in a moan like manner. She cursed softly to herself, her chest heaving up and down quickly, her heartbeat speedily beating awayâ?¦. The adrenaline was steadily pumping into her veins as she began to thrust her hips causing Sohpiaâ??s single digit to press into her furtherâ?¦.

"Give me more..."
 
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Her eye had twitched at the nickname, not sure whether she liked it or not. It wasnâ??t that important though, so she continued to press on through with what she was doing. For Sophia, she wasnâ??t getting the same kind of pleasure that Milly was obviously getting, but the rush of power was pleasurable enough. Small tingles rippled through her form as she plunged her finger deeper into the moist cavern of the Queenâ??s entrance.

The sensation of the vaginal walls clamping down, almost begging for more, made her smirk at what a whore the woman was. In the eye of society, she could see that Milly was not someone to be tolerated. She was someone to be shamed and shunned, for a woman was not meant to just spread her legs like she was paid to do so. If she was paid to do so, then there was a certain avoidance lots of people gave her. Like she was dirty or infectious.

But Milly was Queen, and she was rewarded for her whorish ways through this. More pleasure, with others thrusting into her body and taking what they wanted from her. Sophia scraped her thumbnail against the clitoris a few times, before pulling back the digit and slipping in a second finger into the wet quim. To her, it felt like it slipped in easily. But maybe it was because she was used to thrusting her hand forward, the feeling of a sword hilt still fresh in the servantâ??s mind. On the other hand, she suspected that Milly was just loose enough to make it feel like being wrapped around with soft velvet rather than wet muscle.

â??Is this â??moreâ?? enough, my Queen?â? she teased, the formality twisted to something that was used to point out their positions in the kingdom and their positions now.

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Millyâ??s body shuddered as the woman drove her single digit deeper. Perhaps now they were getting somewhere. She continued to thrust her hips however, trying to get more from Sohpia simple fingerâ?¦. Milly was just so needyâ?¦always craving more. If she wasnâ??t so conscience about her weight and her body, she would probably eat a lot more as well. Then again, all the sex she engages in, it was amazing how any of her food had time to settle and make her gain anything.

The worst thing about Milly was that she knew she was nothing more than a whore, and the fact that she held her head high like she wasnâ??t was what made her hated among the people who knew her true nature. She didnâ??t care though. With all the power she held with Cameron wrapped around her fingers no one could touch herâ?¦no oneâ?¦.well except for one personâ?¦.Haydenâ?¦ Which, with just a bit more false TLC given to her â??so called beloved kingâ?, that little blonde annoyance would be out of the pictureâ?¦

The nail scraping against her swollen clit made the woman squeal with delight, and her spread legs shudder. Oh, of course Sophiaâ??s fingers slipped in easilyâ?¦ Millyâ??s heated core was dripping with pleasureâ?¦as it always wasâ?¦craving all that anyone could offer it. She grinned seductively as Sophia addressed herâ?¦playing on their roles as if they even mattered at the point they were at. â??Mmmhmmâ?¦â? she moans as she begins to rotate her hips in a way a Queen who was perceived pure in the eyes of the innocent shouldnâ??t have. And then she sits up on her elbows, licking her drying lips slowly, sensually, as her blue eyes lands on the woman before her.

â??Get over here, and straddle me with your hips in the airâ?¦I want you on all fours, facing away.â? she tells Sophia, a hunger to taste the woman boiling deep within her. â??I want to taste youâ?¦.â? She says with a grin of sorts.
 
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A whore deserved nothing better than to be used and abused. At least, thatâ??s what Sophia thought of as she watched Milly gyrate against her hand like the bitch was in heat. It made the servant hot with her own desire, strangely attracted to the other blonde in this state. Just seeing the Queen at her sexual mercy brought about a dominant side of Sophia that she hadnâ??t realized was waiting to be released.

So when Milly directed something of her, there was a notably moment of pause as she just stared at the Queen. Should she listen and spread herself to the other woman for her pleasure? Did she want to? A part of Sophia told her to just listen and feel any pleasure she could from this woman. But the other part, a stronger part, caused her to frown at the words and pulled her fingers out of the wet vulva with a touch of roughness. â??I think you havenâ??t earned that right, Milly.â? she firmly stated, knowing that she probably could be backhanded at any time, both physically and by the Queenâ??s status.

But she didnâ??t back down, and instead, she scooted further back until they were barely touching. â??Milly, why donâ??t you face away and get on all fours. I have something better for youâ?¦â? something the Queen deserved more than fingers in her slutty hole.

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One could suppose Milly was indeed a bitch in heat, as she was quite the nympho. Hayden should love the fact that she didn't attach herself to the King. For if she did, he would have no time to spend with the King. Perhaps she should do that...perhaps she should over exhaust Cameron to the point where he couldn't even leave his bed in the morning. And as that thought crossed her mind, Sophia told her no.

A servant...a servant refused the almighty Milly. Now there were several things that exploded in her mind of what she could do the little blonde bitch that had just refused her. Should she slap her, kick her away with disgust...or actually bend to her false dominance over her. It was false because well, no one held dominance over her...she just led them to believe so. For a whole three seconds she paused contemplating on what she should do. And then her face lit up, as she had just gotten an idea. The expression only lasted for a split second as eventually she did as Sophia said. There was no reason to end their little game so fast...especially when she was having so much fun. She would let Sophia have her moment...for now...

Milly, shifted upon the bed, turning onto her stomach. Raising her hips, and then bending her knees, she planted her hands down onto the bed to help support the rest of her body. "Like this?" she questions in an innocent like matter...them both knowing she was anything but....
 
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Once the Queen bent over as asked, she inches closer and placed her palm against the small of Millyâ??s back. â??Just like thatâ?¦â? she murmured, the pads of her fingers gently teasing over the flesh there. Sophia wasnâ??t the expert at reading peopleâ??s expressions or motives, but she had seen a strange look pass fleetingly over the other womanâ??s face. It made her tingle in the game they were playing, wondering when it was that Milly would strike back.

If she could, that is. Sophia didnâ??t want this game to end quite yet. She murmured soft words, telling Milly that this was the perfect position, because it allowed them to tease one another. That just seeing the Queen in this position set fires to the lowly servant. But even as she spoke this, distracting Milly as much as she could with peppered kisses and nips, she stretched their arms up and slipped them towards the headboard before them. Looping the sheets through there with one hand and then across and around Millyâ??s wrists, she tightened the knot with a quick yank that almost surprised herself at how fast she moved. If Milly had struggled, she would have had to press herself hard against the Queen to get the knots into place and still the body long enough to do so.

â??Donâ??t scream, my Queenâ?¦ Iâ??d hate for others to see the whore getting what she deservesâ?¦â? because that would ruin the fun, now wouldnâ??t it? And the whore definitely deserved what was coming to her. A bratty and selfish Queen that deserved a good spanking. So with a drawn back hand and a quick flick of her wrist and tricep, she aimed to land a healthy smack across the plush, upturned cheeks.

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Everything happened so fast. One moment Sophia was whispering sweet words to her and then she her wrists were being tied to the bed. There were several million thoughts zooming through her mind just then, and surprisingly enough, not one of them included her screaming. Well out of surprise or fear anyhow. She didn't want to waste her beautiful voice so soon, when the fun was just reaching it's pique. She grins...her teeth biting down onto her bottom lips softly.

The only thing that escaped Milly, that would be considered a scream, was a loud moan as the other's hand crashed down onto her ass. It jiggled just a bit, and she couldn't help but wriggle her hips in a seductive way as the stinging sensations erupted in her sensitive skin. She started to laugh suddenly, a girlish giggle escaping her parted lips. "Oh, Sophia you are indeed a keeper..." she says with another laugh. And indeed she was. A spanking? Not too many people even dared to put their hands upon the queen in even a sexual manner, and here Sophia was trying to give her a spanking. Lovely...Just lovely. The blonde was absolutely nothing like the rest of her fuck buddies...and whatever it took she would keep her as her permanent one. She wriggles her hips a bit more before twisting her neck a bit to turn her head and gaze back at the other.

"Mmmhmm...Spank me more Sophy..." she pleas in a rather slutty manner. "Your Queen has been a very bad one..." she says licking her lips moist again. "Teach me how to be a good girl..." she pleas once more.
 
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Daring would be a word she would use to describe herself, at best. At worse, she was probably suicidal. Spanking the Queen? Sophia tried not to think too hard on the consequences after tonight. Instead, she ignored the muffled sound from outside, clearly noting that the guards knew that the whorish Queen was at it again, and moved away from the doors to give them â??privacyâ??.

â??I donâ??t think I can teach you to be a good girlâ?¦â? she admitted, tone neutral as she pulled back her wrist once again to land a firm spank on the right cheek. Soon, she was spanking left right, left right, over and over and over. The pale flesh began to blossom beautifully into rosy patches, marks that were Sophiaâ??s hand size and fingers spraying over the upturned bottom like painted ink on a white canvas. â??Would you be a good girl for me, Milly? Would you be a good bitch for just me?â? the servant continued their word-play, throwing caution to the wind now that she was already doing something â??forbiddenâ??. Oh, gods forgive her. Oh, let her King forgive her.

But most of all, let this moment never end, with her power over the other blonde. Just like it should be.

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Of course....no one could. She had drifted so far down the path of immorality there was no turning back for the young queen. However, she didn't really care to turn back. There were so many things she'd learned from drifting down such a dark pathway, and it has gotten her all that she could ever wish for. Unlimited money, all the sex she could imagine..and a sweet gullible king. â??Would you be a good girl for me, Milly? Would you be a good bitch for just me?â? Milly smiles, as the question slips from the woman's lips.

"Asking me that...is like asking an infant to cease it's crying..." she replies with a chuckle. "It is indeed impossible for me to be anything of the sort....as you can see...I can barely stay limited to just one man...what makes you think I'll be able to be a good little bitch for just you?" she teases.
 
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At the response, Sophia found a wicked grin slip over her lips. The teasing made her blood boil. Whether this was lust or just the rush of power, she could not tell, but either way, she was drawn towards the Queen. Her palms smoothed over the pale and nearly flawless buttocks, fingers teasing and nails grazing. â??There are more than one way to silence a child.â? she informed, fingers creasing against the vulva and plunking at the labia folds.

â??And I never said being my bitch meant for you to limit your sexual exploit with only myself.â? the servant clarified, knowing what a whore the blonde before her was. Pinching both folds of flesh between her fingers, she made sure to apply just enough pressure until she heard either pain or pleasure, before dipping three fingers into the vaginal opening without preparation. The cunt was tight, despite the fact that it should have been stretched like the slut Sophia knew Milly to be. The world felt like it didnâ??t exist outside of this bed though, and time seemed to just slow down to this moment, allowing them both to bask in this game of cat and mouse.

Only briefly, did she wonder if the King did this with Milly. And only briefly, did she wonder if Hayden had snared some time with King Cameron.

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                                          And only briefly did Milly wonder what her King was doing. She wondered whether or not he was with the little prince or not. He was such an annoying little buzzard....Even though she didn't spend much time with her....King, she didn't want anyone else hogging them to themselves either.... The thought of them spending time together sickened her. She couldn't help but let out a moan of pain and pleasure, however, when the blonde squeezed her folds tightly. The simple action was almost enough to distract her from her thoughts.

                                          The moan quickly transformed into a shortage of breath though, as Sophia dipped three of her petite fingers into her. Milly's walls instantly tightened around the other's fingers, enhancing the feeling, making her cry out softly. "Tell...me..." she breathed out as she thrusts her hips as much as she could to increase her pleasure--in a sad attempt to rid the prince from her mind. "What do you think of the Prince..." she couldn't help but mention him. He was already on her mind thus far, and she couldn't kick him out of her thoughts if her life depended on it. "And his strong fondness of the King?" she finally finishes her inquiry, looking back at Sophia. "Does it seem a little strange to you?"

                                          Her hips sank a bit, her movements ceasing. This was beginning to feel much like her sexual endeavors with the King. It was a shame Hayden looked so much like his elder counterpart... Without knowing it, the prince single-handedly ruined Milly's sex drive around Cameron. Sadly it was spreading and just a mere thought could kill her drive apparently. "The way...he hugs and kisses him...it's almost as if he's in love with him....the type of love that isn't brotherly in any way...."

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Really?

Around the same time Milly’s hips stopped moving along with her hand, Sophia found her own drive dampened and her fingers stilling. She had to wonder if this was what Milly did every time she had sex, and if it was, then how the hell was she a seductress. The woman had effectively killed off their desire by talking about a person that was definitely not in bed with them at the moment or if ever.

She showed her displeasure by ramming her fingers in deeper and scrunching up her face slightly. “Must you ruin the moment?” she asked harshly, deciding that if they were not going to move forward in pleasure, then it was only Milly’s doing. The fourth digit lined the wet orifice a few times, before slipping in. Whether or not the Queen took pleasure in this didn’t cross her mind – she was going to punish the woman for bringing up Hayden in the heat of the moment. Fisting crossed her mind, but she would wait to see how willing Milly was going to take four fingers first. After all, she wanted to punish, not tear a new one into the Queen.

At least, not yet.

“Rather than speak of them, why don’t you tell me about yourself?” that should be easy for the conceited Queen, should it not? “Tell me how much you enjoy being a whore…”

In the back of her mind, she tried to force the thought of Hayden and Cameron out of her mind. They would not arouse her and at this point, she would prefer getting pleasure from something that she knew she could probably get in trouble for. After all, she was violating the Queen. With that, she slipped her other hand down her front and teased her own opening. They were both slowly drying from the bath, but still nude as the day they were born. The brush of her fingers against her own opening caused her to hum in satisfaction. It caused the slow warmth to reignite in her, while her thumb remained on the outside of the Queen’s opening and pressed hard against the clitoris. “Tell me how much you want me to rearrange your insides with my fist.” Sophia half husked, half threatened. For pleasure or pain, it would all be how much of a masochist the Queen was.

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                                          No not every time....with everyone....just with her King... The woman was half wishing her servant would have indulged in the conversation, and half wishing she didn't. She wanted to hear her opinion, and also wanted to pretend she was hallucinating. The inner conflict she was having with herself quickly dissolved when Sophia slammed her fingers in her as her response. The Queen wanted to respond to such roughness, but found herself gasping in response instead. Bright blue jewels widened, her mouth remaining ajar as she threw her head back in ecstasy.

                                          The queen shuttered, bright blue hues widening just a bit more as the fourth finger made its way into her already tightly packed entrance. She began to bite down on her bottom lip softly, eyes falling into slits. "I enjoy the pleasantries that come along with such a status...than actually being in such a category..." she goes onto say, slender fingers gripping the silky fabric around her wrists tightly. Her body shuttered beneath the gaze of Sophia...becoming completely washed over with what she craved. She grins widely at the final words of Sophia, finding entertainment once again in their little game...their little switch of places. "Mmmm..." she hums softly against closed lips as she takes a moment to glance back at the woman behind her.

                                          "I want it real bad...."                                           she manages to say through clenched teeth, the feeling of Sophia's thumb pressed up against her clit nearly unbearable. It was then, that she felt her drive slowly surfacing through her sudden case of boredom. It was a first. A lovely first that someone had actually been able to arouse her after a serious rain on her parade. She begins to move her hips just slightly, enough to apply more pressure on her sensitive clitoris, and to push Sophia's slender fingers deeper into her cavern. Her fingers tightened on the fabric around her wrists, her toes curling with excitement. "Please...ram your fist right into me...make me scream..." In other words, make her cum.

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A sadistic sensation washed over Sophia and she half wanted to just rip her hand out of the warm cavern that was swallowing her hand. The servant wanted to tease and torture the Queen, and what better way than to deny her the pleasure her whorish body craved? But then again, it would mean that Sophia would be denying herself the pleasure of both inflicting this upon the other woman and ending this too soon.

Without words, she began to spread her four fingers inside of the wet opening. There wasn’t enough natural lubricant to shove her thumb in just yet, but she was patient enough. The female body was a strange thing compared to the male body, she’d have to admit. They produced enough natural lubrication that remained ‘sticky’ and slippery… with time. The more aroused or impatient the woman got, the higher likely that her body would cave in. It was that way with both gender, but she hoped that drawing this out would work with Milly.

Sophia could feel the wet substance coat her fingers, gel-like and disgusting in any other situation than this. She soon became tired of waiting though and leaned over the Queen’s form to reach for the nightstand beside the bed. The drawers were carved with such care that it was obvious they were made specifically for and only for the Queen. But servant hands pawed at the knob and soon opened them to find what she was looking for. The servant had cleaned the Queen’s room a few times before and she had remembered the various oils that were placed in the drawer. For Milly’s… less decent interactions with people that was not the King.

Once she had a bottle of oil in her hand, she tore off the stopper and allowed a liberal amount to ooze over her hand. The slash was cold to her hand, so she wondered what it felt like against the Queen’s vaginal opening. No time to complete though, since she didn’t care to drag the wait longer. Folding her thumb against the rest of her hand on the pull out, she soon began to push in and dip all five digits into the widely stretched hole.

Every clench, slip and slide of the muscles was easily felt by the lighter blonde’s hand. There was resistance – after all, this was a hand, not a cock forcing its way in – but Sophia was firm and consistent with her push inwards. With her knees, she forced the other woman’s legs wider, so that she could watch her fist sink into the Queen’s body. Soon, she found the widest part of her hand press against the opening. Sophia pushed a bit harder, eyes never leaving the wanton sight of such lewd displays.

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