Firekitten
Planetoid
- Joined
- Sep 14, 2013
- Location
- Chained Up
Lucia awoke earlier than usual that morning, brushing her long blonde hair out of her face. She slowly walked to the window, staring at the sunrise through crystal blue eyes. She sighed and stared very still, leaning slightly out of her open. She had the largest room in the palace, decorated in red. Each red wall had murals of vines hanging down halfway. Her king sized bed had four posts, holding up scarlet curtains and her mattress had black and scarlet bedding. She had a large closet filled with her gowns, and a vanity table that held her make up and brushes. Her room was in a tall tower, giving her the best view of her kingdom and the world past the tall walls blocking the kingdom from the outside world.
Even though her father was the ruler, Lucia had him wrapped around her finger, making most of the decisions when it came to the palace, the kingdom, and the citizens living in it. She slowly walked to the bell above her bed and rang it, two young servant girls ran to her side, one walking her to the vanity table to sit her down and get her face and hair ready for the day, while the other ran to pick out her gown and shoes for the day. Once her face was done, and her hair was loosely tied back with jewelled barretts and a golden comb, her white nightgown was removed, leaving her pale skin naked. Her perky breasts sighing as the cool air ran over her nipples. She stepped into a pair of white panties, covering her shaven tight pussy. She pulled on her long emerald green gown. It was low cut, showing off her cleavage, and the sleeves flowed down to her elbows.
She pulled on her long black stockings and slipped on her sparkling green shoes. She then made her way downstairs, and hugging her father tightly. He was dressed in golden armour and a long green cape. His golden crown sitting on a short pile of blonde hair. Once Lucia broke the hug from her father, she turned to see a man in chains, kneeling, with his head down. "Look what I bought you, my jewel, a slave!" Her father said, smiling, "just like you wanted."
Even though her father was the ruler, Lucia had him wrapped around her finger, making most of the decisions when it came to the palace, the kingdom, and the citizens living in it. She slowly walked to the bell above her bed and rang it, two young servant girls ran to her side, one walking her to the vanity table to sit her down and get her face and hair ready for the day, while the other ran to pick out her gown and shoes for the day. Once her face was done, and her hair was loosely tied back with jewelled barretts and a golden comb, her white nightgown was removed, leaving her pale skin naked. Her perky breasts sighing as the cool air ran over her nipples. She stepped into a pair of white panties, covering her shaven tight pussy. She pulled on her long emerald green gown. It was low cut, showing off her cleavage, and the sleeves flowed down to her elbows.
She pulled on her long black stockings and slipped on her sparkling green shoes. She then made her way downstairs, and hugging her father tightly. He was dressed in golden armour and a long green cape. His golden crown sitting on a short pile of blonde hair. Once Lucia broke the hug from her father, she turned to see a man in chains, kneeling, with his head down. "Look what I bought you, my jewel, a slave!" Her father said, smiling, "just like you wanted."