Birthday Presence
Chapter 4
King Aloitious was not a happy man. It was bad enough that of the three princesses who’d come to his son’s 30th birthday party, two of them were missing and the one that could be found had to be kept under wraps for her own good but now the queen was missing, too.
All right. He’d figure this out on his own. After all, how hard could it be to get the gala going but damn it, if there was one thing he knew was certain, it was that the party was going to go on as scheduled. He was NOT going to be made to look like the fool,
Katie had been so nice to her, Lori thought. After all, she’d let Lori eat her pussy to orgasm after orgasm after orgasm and Lori had been so happy to do it. After all, it was so good to be of service.
Lori knew that she’d been changed. Hell, how could she not know it but it didn’t matter that she knew. In fact, she wouldn’t have changed herself back even if she could. The person she’d been before ... she’d been horrid. There really was no other word for it than that. She’d been manipulative. She’d been cruel. She’d actually tried to USE people for her own needs. How awful was that!
It was so much better if she let other people use her for their own needs in fact just the thought of that, just the thought of being used was so hot that it made her pussy wet. Mmm. She loved being used.
She was walking down the halls of the castle on her way to see her husband. She wasn’t sure just what it was that she wanted to tell him except that ... well, she had been changed and she kind of thought he ought to know.
The people in the hallway were deferential, that is when they talked to her at all. Many of them seemed to duck out of the way or cringe when she came toward them and of those who did speak to her, it was a bow of the head and “Your highness,” or “milady.” It was nothing close to what she wanted. What she craved was an order. What she needed was for someone to tell her what to do.
“Milady seems perplexed.”
Lori turned to see the Duke of Ebbington. He’d been one of her husbands closest advisors from even before she and the king had met. Her husband said that the man was a great strategist and maybe that was so, but at the time, Loretta had thought to herself that if he really was such a great strategist, why did he only have one eye left.
“Milady seems perplexed,” the duke said again.
“I am,” she said.
“I suppose you must have a lot of planning for the ball tonight then.”
“N-no,” Lori stammered. “That isn’t it.”
“Might I inquire then what is bothering milady?”
“You might.”
“All right then. I’ll bite. What is bothering milady?”
“I’m looking for someone to use me.”
Of all the things that the Duke might have expected the queen to say, that was not one of them. “Come again,” he said.
“I said I was looking for someone to use me.”
The duke’s voice dropped low. “Milady, please. You shouldn’t say such things even in jest. Someone might think that you were serious.”
“But I am serious.”
The duke couldn’t help but stare at the queen. She had to be pulling his leg, the man thought, but if she was, that would mean she would have to have known ...
But how could she know? He thought he’d been more circumspect than that, but still ...
Don’t say anything, the old war horse told himself. She’s just trying to get under your skin.
“Would you like to tell me what to do?” Lori asked coquettishly.
Okay, maybe she did know, the duke told himself but ever since she’d come here. Ever since she’d married the king ...
He’d caught his wife cheating with one of his junior officers a few years back. He’d confronted the two of them about it. He’d thought that that would put an end to his wife’s philandering and in a way it had. His wife had run off with the junior officer and ever since then ...
Well when the king had taken his new bride, the duke had been infatuated with her almost from the start. She’d been so young and she’d been so beautiful and it still hurt that his wife was gone but of course this woman was his new queen. It would be wrong to have thoughts like that about her and yet ...
“Would you like to tell me what to do?” Lori asked again.
He knew he should tell her no, but ...
This was so wrong, the old general told himself and yet as much as he kept telling himself that, he just didn’t seem to be able to believe it. The queen had been rather nasty to him. Insulting, really. The king, he knew the value of the general’s advice but this girl, that’s really all she was, the general had to remind himself, the girl, she knew nothing of politics and strategy. If it wasn’t pretty and frilly, she just wasn’t interested in it. Sometimes, the duke wondered what the king saw in the girl at all but then all he had to do was to look at the girl and the duke knew exactly what the king saw in her.
The duke had the queen down to his apartments. He opened the door to hold it open for her. “After you,” he said.
The queen strolled into the man’s apartments and for just a moment, she regained some of the regalness of her office and the duke couldn’t help but wonder once more if this was all some sort of an elaborate hoax. He’d have to play this carefully even though there was one part of him that wanted nothing more than to throw caution to the wind and have at the girl.
He closed the door. “So tell me again,” the duke said. “Why are you here?”
“I thought you knew,” Lori said.
“Me?”
“Why yes. I thought I told you. I want someone to tell me what to do.”
“Come now, milady. You’ve got to be more specific than that.”
She had to be more specific than that. It wasn’t exactly an order but to Lori’s way of thinking, it was close enough. “I need to be used,” she blurted out. “I need people to use me. I need them to use me sexually. I need it so bad.”
The duke just stared at the queen. If only that were true, he thought to himself.
“Won’t you use me,” Lori pleaded.
He really wanted to, the duke told himself. Oh yes, he really wanted to but if the king found out ...
Yeah but he really wanted to. “Why don’t you show me your tits,” he said even before he realized that he’d said it out loud.
“You want to see my tits?” Lori asked and the duke couldn’t help but groan to himself. He was sure he knew what was going to come next but all he could do was wait for the other shoe to drop.
“I want you to see my tits, too,” the queen said as she pulled up her top putting her breasts on display. “I hope you like them. Oh please say you like them.”
Oh my God, the duke thought. She was actually doing it and oh fuck, he really did like them.
“Do you like them?” Lori asked again.
“Y-yeah,” the man stammered.
“Is that all or do you want me to show you some more?”
The duke was growing bolder now but even so, he wondered if he should do what he was thinking of next. Still, they’d come this far already. Why the heck not. The old man cleared his throat. “Um, how about you show me your pussy.”
“Sure,” the queen said and moments later, she’d unbuttoned her jeans and she’d pushed her designer jeans and her thong down past her hips.
Fuck, the prince thought. He had no idea why his queen was doing this but he knew he had to see even more. “Why don’t you push those all the way down,” he told his queen.
“Sure,” Lori said and with that, she pushed her jeans the rest of the way down her legs.
“Um lie down on my bed.”
“Okay,” and with that, the queen laid back on his bed.
“Spread your legs,” the duke ordered.
Again, Lori did just what she was told to do.
“Oh my God. You shaved your pussy,” the duke said.
“I’ve always done it. Why? Do you like it?”
“Um yeah.”
“I’m glad,” and with that, the queen let her fingers slide between her legs as she started to work her clit.
“Don’t do that,” the duke said quickly.
“What?” Lori asked worriedly.
“Don’t rub your pussy,” the duke said as he began to remove his clothes.
“Okay,” the queen said.
Maybe this wasn’t the wisest thing in the world to do, the duke told himself, but damn it, he was going to do it anyway and with that, he practically threw himself onto his queen.
“Oh my,” the queen gasped and then she felt the duke’s cock pressing up against her pussy. “Oh my,” she moaned as she felt the duke enter her.
Fuck, that was good, the duke thought. He didn’t care how stupid this might be but damn it, he loved having his cock between the queen’s legs.
“Oh yeah,” the queen moaned.
If he didn’t watch it, he was going to cum, the duke told himself but in the next instant, he told himself that was exactly what he wanted to do and that was all it took to find himself unloading himself inside the queen’s very receptive pussy.
“Did you like that?” Lori asked him when he was done.
It was only then that the enormity of what he’d just done came crashing down on him. Fuck, he couldn’t believe it. He’d just fucked the queen but what the hell else could he say. His goose was already cooked so he might as well admit the truth. “Yeah,” he said, “I liked it.”
“Good. I’m glad.”
“You are?”
“Of course. I already told you. I just want to be used.”
This was a disaster, the king thought, and as soon as he figured out just what the heck had gone wrong, he was going to make sure that whoever it was that was responsible for this was brought to task for it.
“How do you think it’s going?”
The king turned to his wife. He had no idea where she’d been for most of the day but she’d managed to show up if just barely in time for his son’s birthday celebration. “What do you mean?” he hissed. “Look at this.”
“Yes?”
It was Michael’s birthday and none of the princesses who’d come to be a part of his party were anywhere to be found and the king was not happy. He looked at his wife. “The princesses,” he hissed, “the other two. Not the slut. Where are they?”
The queen shrugged. She didn’t know.
“I thought you said they’d be here.”
The queen nodded. The king, her husband, was not happy and Lori couldn’t help but be unhappy when the people around her were unhappy.
“This ball is ruined,” the king said and with that, he turned and walked away.
And now as Lori was standing there, she noticed Prince Michael looking at her. Why her, she wondered, and she couldn’t help but look around her but there was no one else around her. No, the prince was looking right at her and now he was coming up to her. “I thought he’d never leave,” the prince said.
“Who?”
“My father. I thought he’d never leave.”
“You wanted your father to leave?”
“Oh yes. Did anyone ever tell you that you’re hot?” he asked.
“Who me?” Lori squawked.
“Yes, you. Did anyone ever tell you that you’re hot?” he asked again.
Well of course, she’d been told that but she had a feeling that that wasn’t what the prince wanted to hear and she was all about making people happy so she lied to the prince. “No,” she told him. “No one’s ever told me that before.”
“I find that hard to believe because you are hot and you know what?”
“What?”
“Seeing you makes me hot, too. Would you do something for me?”
“What?”
“I’d like for you to feel my cock.”
“What? You mean in front of all of these people?”
“Are you telling me no?”
Lori cringed at the rebuke. “No,” she said. “No, I didn’t mean to say that.”
“Then I want you to feel my cock.”
Lori looked around her and then as surreptitiously as she could, she slid her hand down the front of the prince’s pants.
“Do you feel how hard I am?”
“Yes.”
“Do you know what that means?” the prince asked and then he went on without waiting for an answer. “It means I want to fuck you,” the prince said.
The device, the queen finally realized. It made the prince susceptible to anyone who’d been under its control and since that included her and since none of the princesses were here, that meant the prince was choosing her.
“You know what? You and I should go to my room.”
She should fight it, Lori told herself. She knew this was wrong and yet the desire to please other people overrode everything. It was clear what the prince wanted her to do and it was clear what he wanted to do to her.
“You know what we’re going to do there, don’t you?”
“What?” Lori asked breathlessly.
“I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to fuck you good.”
Lori couldn’t help but gasp. She couldn’t believe she hadn’t realized it until just that moment but now that she was here, now that she was here with HIM, only now she finally understood. It wasn’t just him being attracted to her but it worked both ways. She was the kind of girl who loved to be told what to do, but of all the people out there who might give her orders, she wanted the prince to order her more than anyone else. His orders were the best. His orders were irresistible. His orders made her happy. His orders mad her so incredibly happy.
“Well? What do you say to that.”
She should fight it, she told herself but how could she fight it. She wanted to do what she was told.
“What do you say to that?” the prince asked again.
And besides, she was finding herself totally turned on by her son-in-law.
Wait a minute. That wasn’t right. That was just the ... the thing talking to her.
And so what if it was?
Ooh, now there was a question. So what if it was?
But it was wrong.
But if it was going to happen, what was the point in fighting it?
Ooh, now there was a thought. If it was going to happen anyway, why not just let it happen.
No, she whimpered.
Yes, she answered back and even as she thought it, she could feel her mind giving in. Why not, her mind told her. Why not surrender to what she was meant to be.
And besides, the prince was so wonderful. She was sure she’d never met a more perfect man.
And now that she was thinking that, she realized just how lucky she was that he was interested in her. She couldn’t believe how lucky she was. She’d wanted to find a man she could please and now to her amazement, here was the prince, the perfect man. Why, she’d do whatever he wanted to please him and she’d do it whenever and wherever he wanted her to do it.
“You haven’t said anything,” the prince said, “and I asked you a question. What do you say to that?”
That was bad of her, Lori realized. How could she have been so inconsiderate as to keep him waiting. “I want you to do whatever you want,” Lori gushed. “I only want to please you.”
“If that’s so, you’ll come to me right now.”
Lori came to the man and she felt Michael put his arms around her and then moments later, she felt the prince pulling down the zipper on the back of her gown and she felt the gown falling off of her shoulders.
“Let’s get this off of you,” the prince said.
Yes, let’s, Lori thought even as the prince was pulling her gown down even further and then there it was bunched up around her feet and she stepped out of the gown.
“What do you think? Do you want to show me your breasts?”
“I want you to do whatever you want to do.”
“That’s not exactly what I asked you. Do you want to show me your breasts?”
“Yes,” Lori gasped in part because he wanted her to but in part because she wanted to do it herself.
The prince was reaching behind her and before Lori knew it, she felt her bra going slack on her body and then the prince was pulling her bra away and one of his hands was covering one of her breasts. “I like these,” the prince said.
He liked her, an elated Lori thought. He liked her.
His hand was sliding down over her body and then she was stroking that hand between her legs. “I think maybe we need to see what’s in here though, don’t you think?”
Lori nodded eagerly. Of course he was right. That was exactly what she wanted him to do.
That was all it took for the prince to be taking down her panties and then his hand was back again between her legs. “You’re wet,” he said.
“For you.”
The prince raised an eyebrow. “What about my father?”
“What about him?”
The prince seemed to pause as if he was weighing the words he was about to say next and when he did speak, there was a bit of edginess in his voice. “Are you wet for him?”
“He’s an old man. Why would I be wet for him? I want you.”
Whatever tension there might have been dissipated moments later and the prince smiled. “No, you’re right. Why would you be? You and I were meant to be together.”
“Yes,” Lori gushed. “That’s what I think, too.”
“Lay down on the bed.”
Lori laid down on the bed.
The prince straddled her body. He pressed his cock against her tits and then he was moving even farther up. “I want you to suck on this,” he said.
Gladly, Lori would have answered except that already she was wrapping her hand’s around the prince’s shaft and she was moving her mouth forward to take him between her lips.
“Oh fuck,” the prince groaned. “Oh fuck.”
Lori couldn’t help but look up at him adoringly. She didn’t care if it was wrong or not. She just absolutely loved the prince.
“Oh God,” the prince moaned again.
He liked it. He really liked it and that was all Lori had to know as she kept right on sucking that cock.
“Oh fuck,” the prince groaned and when he groaned once more it was because his cock was cumming in Lori’s hungry, little mouth and for her part, Lori just couldn’t help but take whatever it was that Michael had to give her.
“God damn,” the prince moaned when it was clear his cock had given its last. “God damn that was good.”
Lori was starting to feel a little down. Her hand was still stroking him but he wasn’t as hard as he had been before and that was something of a disappointment but then suddenly, when it seemed as if all was lost, at that moment, Lori felt his cock begin to stiffen again and that was all it took to get her to stroke him harder.
He was looking up at her. “I’ll bet I know what you want,” he said.
She was sure he did because of course he was so much smarter than her.
“Lie back,” the prince told her.
That was all it took to get Lori lying back and just for good measure, she spread her legs for the prince just to save him the time of telling her that he wanted her to do it.
“I’ll bet I know what you want,” he said again.
She was sure he did, Lori thought as she felt him move in between her thighs and then she felt his cock enter her tight, little hole and she knew he knew what she wanted.
“Oh fuck, that’s good.”
Lori couldn’t have put it better. She felt as if she were about to cum already and he’d only just begun to fuck her.
Mmm. She wasn’t about to cum. She was cumming and she couldn’t help herself. She just kept cumming and cumming and cumming. She couldn’t help herself. The prince’s dick was just that good.
By the time the prince finished, Lori felt used up. She knew her pussy was stuffed full of the prince’s cum, but really, was there any way for her pussy to be.
“So what are we going to do?” the prince asked.
“Do?”
“I want to marry you,” the prince said.
“Oh yes,” Lori gushed. “That’s what I want too.”
“But you’re married to my father.”
“Oh yeah,” Lori said dejectedly.
“So what are we going to do?”
“I don’t know. The only thing I know is I can’t bear to be without you ever again.”
“I feel the same way.”
“Maybe we could just keep going on like we are now.”
“People would talk.”
“So? You’re the prince. You’re going to be king some day. What do we care what they think?”
“You might have a point there.”
“I know I do but I’ve got a question for you.”
“Yes?”
“It’s your birthday today. Did you enjoy your birthday?”
The prince smiled as he ran his hand through the queen’s hair. “I did but I think you know that. Having you here made all the difference.”
“Good. Can I ask a favor of you then?”
“Sure. Go ahead.”
“Can you fuck me again?”
The prince smiled. “You know, I think I can,” and with that, he proceeded to show the queen just what it was that he could do.