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Pet to the Prince (Nao & me)

Tamlen was tempted to say 'nothing' but he supposed that wouldn't have been very good. He thought of something "Surprise me Jorja....," he said, unable to think of anything short of what she had worn the night before.
 
She giggled and nodded her head as she went to her bag that was brought in and searched through her clothes for a moment before pulling out a cute little skirt and a nice fitting shirt. She pulled on a bra and underwear of course.
 
He watched her get dressed taking great interest in her panties as they slid up her slender legs. Tamlen instructed his cooks to make them something to eat, he did not know what she liked to eat, well besides drinking him cum. The cooks however had never failed to satisfy every pallet no matter who it was.
 
She smiled at him as she dressed and then turned to him so that he could lead the way to the dining room. Or wherever they were going to be eating. She walked over to him and kissed his lips deeply.
 
He returned the kiss, her lips soft as ever as it lingered for a few moments before they sat to eat. "What sort of foods do you eat?" he asked finally, after letting himself ponder the thought for a while. He heard no mention of his father the king, and assumed that he was once again away or possibly in another section of the castle. Tamlen didn;t very much care to be honest.
 
"I am not picky. I eat what's given to me, really," Jorja whispered, taking in a deep breath. It smelled really good and she was suddenly very hungry. But she had manners and she would use them. She picked up her fork and started to eat slowly. "Mmm!"
 
Tamlen noticed her lack of gusto, thinking that she had been instructed on proper etiquette. He began to eat as well, of course he was a little less enthusiastic of the meal then she, but none the less greatful for it. "I see...well if you where given a choice, what foods temp your pallet?" he asked, phrasing the question so he would get an actual answer this time around.
 
Jorja had to think about that for a moment, her cat ears perked high in happiness. They lightly flicked at the sounds around her. "I would have to say fish," she said with a small laugh as she smiled over at him. Her tail flicked slowly behind her.
 
Tamlen blinked, and then began to laugh lightly "Why I am not too surprised?" he ask retorically, he never even thought to guess fish, yet the answer seemed so obvious. He ate a bit more of his meal. "Have you always been a dancer Jorja?" he asked, wanting to know a bit more about his kitten.
 
Jorja nodded her head a little bit at him. "Mhm. My mother was a dancer and so she taught me. My grandmother was a dancer too. It's tradition for the females in my family to be dancers," she said with a small smile. "I love dancing."
 
Tamlen was tempted to suggst another thing she loved doing, but decided that it was too soon to be talking of such messy things, or was it? "And what of your other talents Kitty?" he asked, glancing up at her as he pretended to be interested in his food at the moment "is that traditional too?"
 
Jorja blushed lightly and shrugged her shoulders. "I have no talents in that area. You were my first," she said, nodding her head a little bit at him. "I don't know about my mother, I never asked such things. She's dead now though, but she was a wonderful lady.
 
If there was anyway to ruin a boys immature fantasies, that one was probably the most potent he could think of. "I'm sorry to here that," he said, poking at his food,like a child who had just been scolded for getting a bad grade on a report card.
 
Jorja only smiled at him. "It's okay. I'm not that sad anymore. She'd want me to be happy and I am," she said, drinking from her cup for a moment before she slowly finished her plate and leaned back in her chair, happy.
 
Tamlen nodded, finishing his meal with little interruptions. "Well...clean and fed," he said, as if mentally checking off a task on a 'to-do' list. "How should we spend this fine day?" he asked. He then got an idea though "I don't think you've been around the castle...well save for the ball room and my quaters."
 
"Can I go see your gardens?" she asked, tilting her head to the side a little bit with a small smile. SHe always liked going to the gardens at the castles she danced for.
 
Tamlen gave her a gentle nod "Of course" he told her. They left the dinning hall, and after taking a flight of staies and many turns they where outside. Two guards aknowledged there precense by giving small nods from behind their helmets. "My mother always liked flowers...so in a way to impress her, my father had all the flowers and trees here planted," he explained. Song birds could be heard in the branches, it looked like a peace of paradise.
 
Jorja bit her lip a little bit as she followed him out of the castle and to the gardens. She hadn't really noticed before, but she kind of had to go to the bathroom. She pushed the thought aside and smiled when she saw all the flowers. "Wow..." she said with a grin.
 
Tamlen grinned, a bit glad it impressed her so much. "It covers almost half of the castle grounds," which was fairly lrge, like a small personal forest of sorts. "I can't remember how many kinds of flowers are growing now," his mother had added to the original design over the years.
 
"I don't know the names of most flowers. I just like how they look," Jorja said, nodding he head a little bit at him as she bent over to get a good whiff of a carnation that was near her. Her short skirt lifted to show her cute little panties. Her tail flicked left and right almost hypnotically.
 
Tamlen watched her bend down to smell the flower. He could see the outline of her cute little pussy through her panties, the swaying of her tail was almost like an arrow pointing at it. Tamlen could nly try to resist for a few moments before he found himself kneeling down behind her. "It is a pretty flower isn't it?" he asked before rubbing her nether lips through the material of her underwear.
 
She sucked in a deep breath as he moved behind her and started to rub her pussy. She closed her eyes and tried to keep from peeing on his hand. She blushed hotly and whimpered lightly, sounding very much like a poor kitten. Unable to help any more, she licked her lips before slowly peeing on his hand, soaking her panties.
 
He hadn't expected her to suddenly start peeing, though he felt maybe it was just irony after that morning. It felt strangely pleasing against his palm, "Such a filthy little kitten," he said, soundng a bit displeased, though he wasn't.
 
"S-s-sorry..." Jorja whispered, closing her eyes and covering her face with her hands. She had a lot in her, so she was peeing quick a bit. She whimpered some more as she felt it down her legs. "I'm sorry," she repeated.
 
He watched the material of her panties get coaked and then it began to drip down her legs. He took them, pulling them down so that the remaining stream came out and went onto the grass.
 
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