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Princest Ch. 01

By: dk519



This is Chapter 1 of either 5 or 6. There are many sexual elements within the story so I submitted under Sci-Fi/Fantasy due to the setting. I hope you enjoy.

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The early morning sun shone bright in the sky above The Kingdom of Magestia. The sound of birds chirping provided sounds of an otherwise typically quiet morning. 

A beam of the morning sun peered through a slight opening in the curtain of Princess Victoria, shining directly on her while she slept. The castle steward and a maid were in her room preparing her wardrobe and prepping the room for vacancy. 

The steward whisked open the curtains allowing the bright sun to lighten the dim room. Victoria's eyes fluttered open bringing her out of her slumber. 

"Rise and Shine, Princess" 

"Thank you, Bayard. I'm awake."

"Let me be the first to wish you a happy eighteenth birthday. Breakfast will be ready in the main dining room shortly."

"That sounds great."

The steward left the room, followed by the maid who had the princess' laundry in tow. 

Victoria stretched her arms in the air and planted her feet on the soft carpeting of her floor. She brushed her thick, auburn mane away from her face as she stood up and made her way to her bathroom.

Closing the door behind her, she untied the sash of her robe and removed it, letting it fall to the floor. She drew a bath and and climbed into her tub, sinking into the comforting water.

Princess Victoria was the adopted daughter of the King, Edmund, who married her mother, Rebecca, when Victoria was a young child. The King had fraternal twins, Princess Demona and Prince Desmond, with his first wife, who passed while they were babies. The three of them grew up together around the same age, Victoria being a couple of months younger than her siblings. 

The Princess relaxed in her bath. She thought about what today would bring. She turned eighteen and that meant a huge celebration in her honor. 

She thought back to a couple of months ago when her brother and sister both turned eighteen on the same day. That was a crazy, eventful day with the mother of all celebrations to cap it all off. If that party was any indication, Victoria was in for a very long day. 

She finished her bath and towelled herself off. She draped the towel over a wooden rack and observed herself in her full length mirror, astonished at how much she resembled her mother, Queen Rebecca.

Victoria was a stunning young woman. She didn't stand very tall, barely eclipsing five feet in height, but she was a perfect mixture of slender and curves. Her breasts were very large for her otherwise petite frame, with thick, meaty dark red nipples and areola, accentuated by her fair skin, capped off the peaks. Her stomach was flat and tight and her legs were shapely as they rose to a proportionately rounded bottom. A thick patch of pubic hair matched her naturally auburn hair. 

She stared at her body almost quizzically. Now that she was eighteen, something seems to have changed. Normally, she wouldn't pay too much attention to her naked self following a bath, but today, she was almost rating herself, mentally pointing out the pros and cons of her what she bare. 

Sighing, she exited her bathroom and dressed in a light purple flowing dress that was a bit shorter than her usual attire, the skirt barely reaching midway down her thighs. She put on her matching shoes and picked out a simple tiara. 

Giving herself a once over, she exited her room and headed toward the main staircase. 

The halls were empty, free of any maids. Victoria stepped quietly down the hall dreading the day she was about to have. If there was one thing she wasn't looking forward to, it was a day long celebration in her honor. She enjoyed her quiet days and preferred more intimate activities rather than multi-kingdom celebrations and get togethers. 

Still, she knew it was coming. She had already attended six of them this year alone. And now, it was her turn.

As she continued toward the main staircase, a noise distracted her. It was coming from the great door of her parent's bedroom. It almost sounded like her mother was crying. 

Victoria carefully stepped over and put her ear to the door. The sounds of whimpering moans was coming from behind the door. 

Looking back and forth down the hall to make sure she was alone, she bent down and peered through the keyhole. At first, she flinched at what she saw.

Queen Rebecca was on all fours, naked, on the bed. Her father, King Edmund, was kneeling behind her thrusting his hips into her. 

"Ohhh. Oh Edmund." the Queen called out. 

"Call me, You're Majesty" the King commanded.

"Oh Yes, You're Majesty. Oh God Yes." Rebecca continued.

The King thrusts his hips hard against her. Rebecca's body jolting forward, her large breasts bouncing back and forth. 

Victoria suddenly felt an unfamiliar feeling, a tingle between her legs. Breaking away from watching the frenzy, she reached a hand down under her skirt. 

She touched herself and felt the moisture of her arousal. Her sex was sensitive and she quickly pulled her hand away. Unsure of how to feel about it, she turned her attention back to the passion. 

Edmund had a firm grip of the Queen's buttocks while he took her. 

Rebecca gripped the sheets hard and let out a long moan. 

"Oh Yes. I'm cumming You're Majesty." she called out.

The King thrusts a few more times before he pulled out, his large member straightened at full attention. 

The Queen hurried around to face him, taking the member into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down while stroking him furiously with her hand. 

The King grabbed two handfuls of her hair as his body tensed. The Queen pulled the member out of her mouth and stroked it a few more times until he released his orgasm, the seed spurted out and sprinkled the Queen and the bed alike.

"Uhhhh. Uhhhh." The King grunted as he peaked. 

The Queen slowed her strokes as the finale of his orgasm seeped from his throbbing member.

The King lay back on the bed, Queen Rebecca sliding up next to him. She continued slowly stroking his now softening erection.

"Oh Rebecca. That was fabulous." the King praised his wife.

"You were incredible, You're Majesty" she responded with a smile. 

Victoria heard voices from down the hall. She hurried back to her feet and made for the staircase.

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A full complement of service staff replaced trays and plates all around the royal siblings. Victoria absently watched the hectic activity around her. Her mind was elsewhere, consumed with thoughts of the opposite sex, what she saw with her parents, and above all else, the feeling that grew in intensity between her legs. 

She wanted so badly to leave the table and get back to her room to explore that a little more. However, she also knew the lack of privacy she received. Anytime she was in her room, there was always a maiden, Bayard, or a staff member summoning her or doing something in her room. She wondered if Desmondand Demona ever had to deal with the similar intrusions. 

Speaking of Demona and Desmond, Victoria snapped out of her trance and noticed some sort of tension with them. They did wish Victoria a Happy Birthday, and spoke of how fun the celebration would be, but they seemed at odds with each other, which was very unlike them. 

Demona looked completely miserable. Desmond would glance at her with a cocky smirk but Demona was clearly not amused in the least. 

"So Demona, is Skye going to make it to the party tonight?" Desmond turned and asked.

Demona glared at him like an animal ready to attack. 

"I don't know, Desmond. Is Andrew coming?" she snapped back at him. 

Demona's question brought on a look that could only be described as a mix of anger and disappointment.

Victoria eyed the two of them up, unsure of what to think of the situation. She pushed it out of her mind quickly though, as she was only concerned with escaping this breakfast and finding an opportunity to be alone. 

"Good Morning Demona, Desmond." the booming voice of the King rang out.

"And Happy Birthday Victoria." Edmund continued.

"Yes Sweetheart. Happy Birthday." her mother added.

"Thank you mom and dad." Victoria responded lowly and with less enthusiasm as expected.

"Is everything okay, sweetie?" her mother inquired.

"Everything's fine. I'm just feeling a little overwhelmed with today." she responded.

"Well Victoria, why don't you go and take some time for yourself." The King offered.

"Really?" 

"Sure. Go ahead. It is your birthday after all. Do what you want to do. Just let us know where you'll be and we'll make sure nobody disturbs you." The King continued.

Victoria pondered this perfect timing for a moment. 

"I think I'm just going to go to my room for a short while, just to take it all in." 

"Absolutely." The King agreed.

"Bayard. Princess Victoria will be going to her room. She doesn't want any disruptions." 

"Yes, Your Majesty." the head steward obeyed. 

Victoria gave her brother and sister one more look. Neither acted as if they heard anything that just happened. She excused herself from the breakfast table and hastily returned to her room. She made sure the sizeable room was empty and she locked her door. 

She was nervous. The tingling between her legs was increasing. Goosebumps were starting to run up her back. 

She strode to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She had never felt like this before. She didn't want to be in the presence of anyone. Not her siblings, not Bayard or her father, not even her mother. 

The tingling sensation grew between her legs. A rush of heat joined in. She found herself breathing rapidly. She closed and locked the bathroom door behind her to ensure there would be no interruptions, even though her father ordered no interruptions, and her father's orders were always followed. 

Breathing short and nervously, she looked at her reflection once more. Anxiously, she pulled the straps of her dress down and quickly pushed it past her hips, letting it fall to the floor. She stood nude and observed her body once more. Her breasts were heaving. Her thick nipples quickly becoming stiff and erect. She thought back to her mother on all fours, with her father thrusting behind her. 

Victoria closed her eyes and licked her lips. Both of her hands travelled up her own hips and along her stomach. She brought them up to her breasts, her fingers brushed along her sensitive and hardened nipples. 

"Ooooh." she whispered out at the sensation of the touch.

The tingling grew between her legs, causing her to shiver slightly. 

She licked her lips again and proceeded to squeeze her full breasts.

"Uhhh." she whispered out again.

She released her breasts and traced her fingers along the tips of her now fully erect nipples. The sensation was exhilarating. 

Suddenly, the warmth and tingle between her legs grew and grew. Her eyes fluttered open momentarily and glanced herself over once again in the mirror before closing them again. 

She lowered one hand between her legs. She touched, ever so lightly, a fingertip to her sex. 

"Ahhh." she moaned quietly.

Startled at the touch, she drew her hand away. She opened her eyes and looked in the mirror again. One hand was still tracing a finger along her nipple. The sensation between her legs began to ache. 

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes again. She lightly placed the finger on her sex and began to explore. She slowly stroked her finger along her labia, slick and saturated, before finally finding the bud of her clitoris. 

"Ahhh." she moaned quietly again.

She pulled her hand away and opened her eyes, looking at her reflection for encouragement. She noticed her hand had a full grasp of her breast now, her nipple trapped between her thumb and forefinger. 

She blinked a few times and breathed in deeply again. She closed her eyes and replaced her hand between her legs and touched her middle finger directly on her clitoris. 

"Uhh." she moaned. 

Her legs tensed while she kept the finger in place. Licking her lips once more, she began to slowly stroke her finger up and down the tiny bud, the warmth between her legs surging.

"Uhhh. Uhhhhhhh." the moans were in a shaky, breathy voice.

She noticed the slickness increased as well. She decided to stroke a little more quickly, keeping her middle finger square of the swelling bud between the folds of her sex. 

Her legs began to shake uncontrollably. The sensations between her legs skyrocketed. She felt a strong pressure build inside her. 

Keeping the stroking consistent, she felt the grasp on her breast and nipple tighten even more to the point of a hard squeeze. To her surprise, it didn't hurt at all. It felt magnificent. 

The ache within her was indescribable, as she felt like she was ready to explode from within. 

Without realizing it, she had pressed more firmly on her clitoris and her strokes became very fast.

"Uhhh...Uhhhhh...Uhhhh." the moans became exhausted.

With a rush, there was a sudden release.

"AHHHHHH." she screamed.

Victoria grasped the side of the tub upon the release of pressure. Her legs quivered and grew weak before going slack on her. She collapsed to the floor, holding the tub to make sure she didn't hurt herself. 

She breathed heavily and rapidly. The tingling returned and was strong to the point of bothersome. 

She looked around the bathroom, completely unsure of what had happened. She finally focused on the mirror and looked at the reflection staring back at her. She was on the floor, legs curled back. One hand holding the side of the tub, the other, palm first on the floor. 

She swallowed hard and dared to reach down between her legs. She touched her swollen bud. 

"Ohhhh." she whispered shakily.

The overwhelming sensation was one she could hardly bare. 

Refusing to bring her finger away, she slowly stroked the clitoris again. Wave after wave of the sensation engulfed her body. 

Sliding her finger down to the opening of her sex, she felt how saturated it was, a little of it streamed down her thighs. 

The swelling was so intense it was pulsating. She noticed her nipples were still erect and stiff. She finally brought her hand up from between her legs. 

Out of breath and still quivering from the aftershocks of the most exhilarating feeling she'd ever experienced, she struggled to her feet.

Each step she took was a hard fought contest as her legs brushing together caused friction between her legs that sent jolts of sensation all throughout her body. She made it to her bed and collapsed onto it. She rolled over onto her back and stared at the high ceiling.

"So, that's what Mom was feeling when she moaned." she inquired aloud to herself.

Victoria's eyes grew heavy. She was about to doze off but quickly snapped out of it as she knew she had to get dressed and take on the events of the day.

Princest Ch. 02



Victoria fixed her hair in the mirror. She straightened her dress and gave herself one last look before turning and leaving her room, closing the door quietly behind her. 

She looked around the empty halls. She was really enjoying the alone and quiet time. 

Ugh. Why did this have to happen today? she thought as she wandered aimlessly along. 

"No Desmond. No." she heard Demona from a distance behind her. 

She hustled down the hall but something told her to stop before turning the corner to the hall where Desmond's and Demona's bedrooms were. 

The odd dynamic that was displayed at breakfast between the twins had peaked Victoria's curiosity. 

She stayed concealed against the wall and listened.

"I can't believe it. Why, Desmond? Why would you do that to me? Demona argued. 

She sounded like she was nearly in tears. There was no response from Desmond.

"Was I not good?" She continued. 

"No Demona. That's not it." Desmond defended himself.

"Then what? Why Skye?" Demona continued to argue

"I don't know. It just...started happening." Desmond pleaded his case.

"How many times?" Demona continued her interrogation.

"Only a couple." Desmond answered.

"A couple?" Demona continued. "How many times, Desmond?" 

Victoria wondered why Demona was so upset at Desmond and Skye. They kind of made a good couple. Skye was a very beautiful princess and Desmond was quite possibly the most attractive young man in all the kingdoms. 

"Five times." He answered.

"Five. And what about us? When was the last time you came to see me?" Demona went on.

This peaked Victoria's interest. 

What about them? she thought to herself. 

"All those times I had you in my room. What happened? Lately, you've been avoiding it, all the while flirting with Skye and flaunting it in my face." Demona whined. 

Victoria's eyes widened.

Had him in her room? Was she talking about, that?

"I'm sorry, Demona. But what do you expect me to do?" Desmond pleased again.

Demona sighed. 

Victoria stood silently, eagerly awaiting the answer.

"Well, I mean. Why do have to keep having Skye over when...when I'm right here?" Demona responded.

This took Victoria by surprise.

Desmond and Demona. It all made sense now.

"It's not the same, Demona, and you know that. You remember our agreement." Desmond reponded.

Demona looked up at him with a slight look of defeat. 

"Yes, I remember."

Desmond placed a comforting hand on Demona's shoulder. 

"Good." Desmond assured.

He glanced up and down the hallways. 

"You know, things are pretty quiet right now. How about you come on in to my room and we'll continue this...talk." He suggested.

Victoria gasped quietly. Something totally changed in Desmond's voice. It was no longer an argument. It was soothing, yet commanding. 

Victoria felt that familiar tingle again. It hit her out of nowhere. 

"Now? But we have Victoria's party to get ready for. And Mom and Dad are going..." Demona's response was cut off.

Victoria had no idea what was happening now. She couldn't take it anymore and she carefully peered around the corner and gasped aloud.

Desmond and Demona were kissing. 

Demona's arms wrapped tightly around Desmond's neck. He reached behind and opened his bedroom door. 

He grabbed Demona's ass with both hands and lifted her up. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he turned and carried her into the room, the door slamming shut behind them. 

Victoria was ready to leave. She knew she should but, she had to check this out. 

She stepped quietly down the hall to Desmond's bedroom door. She held her ear against it and heard the faint sounds of wet kisses. 

This is unbelievable. She thought. 

She bent down and peered through the keyhole, similar to when she watched her parents just two short hours ago.

Desmond and Demona knelt on the bed, continuing their passionate embrace. Desmond worked swiftly as he pulled Demona's dress down over her shoulders. Demona slid her arms out as he worked the dress off of her, freeing her body from the restrictions of clothing and into full nudity. 

Her moderate-sized breasts were proportionate to her thin frame with tiny, pink nipples. Her body was tight and well-maintained and her ass rounded to near perfection for her build. 

Demona quickly reciprocated and worked Desmond's princely coat and shirt from his body, exposing a tight chest which was sculpted nicely with an enticing patch of hair that led to his fine torso, fully complimented with an unexaggerated outline of abdominal muscles. 

As Victoria watched on with enthusiasm, the tingling between her legs intensified and was met with a rush of heat. 

Their kissing continued as Demona worked the belt loose of his pants. She tossed it aside and eagerly worked the pants loose and pushed them down past his waist, freeing a large member that was already near full erection.

Like father like son. Victoria thought, remembering the size of the King's member that did wonders for her mother earlier that morning.

She felt her breathing become shallow and shaky again. She watched intently, hardly being able to wait for what was to come next.

Desmond laid down on the bed and pulled Demona on top of him. With hardly any assistance, his large member found the entrance to Demona's sex and worked its way inside of her. She lowered herself fully down on him.

"Ohhhh Shit." Demona called out.

Victoria's hand quickly made its way under her skirt and between her legs, almost without her even knowing it. She was wet again, hot and sensitive. This time, she knew the button to push for herself and knew what to expect.

Victoria stroked her clitoris rapidly as it swelled beneath her finger. 

"Mmmm." Victoria cooed, making sure not to disrupt the show.

Demona braced herself on Desmond's chest with her hands. She bucked her hips up and down, forward and backward while she straddled him, his large erection filling her with its invasion. 

Desmond grabbed two handfuls of Demona's buttocks, assisting her as she bounced roughly on top of him.

"Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh. Uhhhhhh. Ohhh Desmond." Demona's moans went in unison with each thrust. 

Victoria bit her bottom lip as she began to press harder on her clitoris, massaging now in circular strokes. 

"Ohhhhhh Desmond...Yes. Just like that." Demona called out. 

Demona bounced wildly on Desmond, their flesh slapping together in a perfect rhythm, going on for several minutes but it seemed like hours. 

Victoria's breathing quickened. She felt the pressure start to rush as she knew that amazing feeling was about to happen again.

Demona's body quickly tensed. She slowed her pace to a near stop as she burst into an orgasm. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." she let out a long moan. 

Her body collapsed onto Desmond, her head resting on his shoulders. 

Desmond took her wrists and held them behind her back. Without hesitation, he thrust his hips upward. 

Demona let out a continual drawn out moan as Desmond repeatedly thrust into her, punishing her sex from underneath her. 

Victoria watched in a dreary daze as her body approached climax. She tensed and her legs shivered as she released her own self-induced orgasm. 

"Uhnnnn." she let out, much louder than she intended. 

Desmond released Demona's wrists and grabbed a strong hold of her ass again. He thrust up into her a few more times and then elevated her, withdrawing his throbbing erection. 

"Uhhh." he groaned as he released his orgasm. 

Stream after stream of his seed shot from him like a cannon as Demona slid to the side. She immediately grabbed his shaft and began to stroke him quickly up and down his length, sending him twitching through the sensation, and milking the final remnants of his cum from him.

Desmond sighed shakily. Demona cooed through a smile as she eyed her brother up and down.

Desmond glanced to her and returned a smile. 

Just on the other side of the bedroom door, Victoria fell slack onto the floor and leaned back against the bedroom door, breathing heavily, and quivering through the bursts of pleasure that jolted all throughout her body. 

"Holy Shit." she whispered in delight. 

She pulled herself together and got up off the floor. She hurried back down the hall and around the corner before someone saw her.

Demona put her dress back on and straightened herself up in the mirror. She walked over to Desmond's door and opened it, peering down the hall. 

When all was safe she turned and waved to Desmond before exiting the room.

In the hallway, a frown came over her face as she closed the door behind her. She hurried down the hall and down the main stairs.

Bypassing the staff who was setting up the party, she hurried out the main entrance to the castle.



Princest Ch. 03



**Edited Chapter 3 to fix the name mix-ups and also some other spelling errors. Thank you to those who pointed this out in the comments.** 

The afternoon sun shone brightly from the clear blue sky above the castle. Activity began out front of the castle's main entrance. Dazzling coaches were pulling up as the elite guest list for Victoria's celebration began to arrive. 

Victoria, wanting so badly to stay away from everything today, wandered about the garden not far from where the guests were arriving. She slowly paced along the vast array of colorful flowers which decorated the castle's property front. A display certainly worthy of admiration.

Admiring of the flowers, however, was the last thing on her mind. She couldn't escape the image of her brother and sister in bed. The passion, the pleasure, the sounds, everything was just so mesmorizing. 

While she knew what she witnessed was wrong in every way, she also submitted to the fact that it was the most exciting display she had ever seen, especially Desmond.

No wonder Demona is possessive of him. she thought to herself. And no wonder Princess Skye kept coming back for more.

The way he just completely took Demona, sent chills all through her body. 

She couldn't get over herself. From the time she'd woke up this morning until now, she had witnessed two couples having sex and had, herself, masturbated twice and was feeling the itch again. And lunch hasn't even been served yet.

Victoria wanted so badly for this event to be cancelled so she could spend her eighteenth birthday exploring her new found desires. Instead, she just gazed upon the masses that gathered in celebration of her.

She suddenly noticed one very dazzling but very familiar coach pulled by two perfect white horses, belonging to one Princess Skye. 

This just got interesting. Victoria thought to herself. 

Almost on cue, Desmond came out of the castle to greet her. The timing couldn't have been more perfect, as if he knew exactly when she was set to arrive. 

Directly behind Skye's coach, another standout coach pulled up. This was was boarded by both Prince Colin and Prince Frederick, who had travelled here together. Both were dressed very handsomely in their best princely suits.

Wow. They both look very nice today. Victoria thought about two of Desmond' friends she had known since they were all younger. 

She turned her attention back to her brother just in time to see him take Skye's hand in his and bow his respectful greeting to her. He placed a hand strategically on her lower back and leaned in, whispering something to her. Whatever it was, she laughed and blushed.

His desire of her was so obvious it might as well have been stamped on his forehead. 

He shook hands with both Colin and Frederick in a short greeting and turned his attention immediately back to Skye. 

Victoria almost started to get angry at the exhibition. 

"Geez. Why don't they just announce to the world that they have sex?" Victoria said to herself again. 

She caught herself talking out loud and covered her mouth, looking frantically back and forth to make sure nobody heard her, before returning her attention back to Desmond. 

She couldn't help but admit, he did very well for himself. Skye was extremely attractive. She had long, flowing black hair, the most gorgeous hazel eyes, and a body to die for. Most of the princesses from the surrounding kingdoms envied Skye.

I guess that's why Demona was so jealous. Victoria thought to herself. 

As Desmond and Skye stood out front of the castle continuing to talk and openly flirt, Victoria found her own jealousy start to build. She figured it was a jealousy that was there because of Demona. Or maybe it was a jealousy in the same way most other princesses were jealous of her. Either way, she knew one thing. She wanted Desmond and Skye away from each other. 

She watched Desmond place a hand on the small of Skye's back and they walked away from the castle front. They were heading toward the garden, toward her. 

Victoria began to panic a bit. She didn't want to get caught. It would look like she was spying. She decided to play it cool and just browse around the garden and if they approached her, so be it.

"Victoria."

It didn't take long as Victoria heard the deep voice of Desmond call for her while she was admiring some new daisies. She turned to answer.

"Hey Desmond." She answered. "Oh? Hi Skye?" she continued, acting surprised.

"What are you doing out here?" Desmond asked.

"Oh. You know. Just sort of, staying away from all the bustle." she responded.

"Today's your day you know." he reminded her. "You should be making appearances."

"Oh, I will. I'm just...building up to it." Victoria started to struggle with her lies.

Desmond offered her a smile and she smiled back. Both must have lost track of the length of time the smile took as they had to be interrupted by Skye feigning clearing her throat.

Victoria glared at her with disdain. 

"Well, I'm going to go find Demona." Victoria stated, emphasizing on her sister's name.

Desmond and Skye exchanged glances. 

"I...er...we'll join you." Desmond responded. 

This brought on a sigh in frustration from Skye. 

The three made their way out of the garden. Victoria positioned herself between Desmond and Skye. As they headed back to the castle, Desmond and Victoria giggled and laughed while Skye looked away rolling her eyes and shaking her head.. 

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"Uhhhhhh." Victoria let out as the rush of another orgasm exploded within her. 

Dazed, breathing heavily, and slowly massaging her clitoris through the amazing sensations, she observed her disheveled self in the mirror.

"Oh My God." she whispered a moan.

Helping herself to her feet, she did her best to fix her hair and straighten her dress before leaving to finally join the party.

Victoria entered the busy ballroom and took one look at the chaotic scene. Kings, Queens, Princes, Princesses, and noble and prosperous citizens filled the area, socializing and laughing with drinks and appetizers in their hands.

She let out a frustrated. This was one celebration she really didn't want. 

As she perused the room, she noticed Demona was nowhere to be found. In fact, she just realized she hadn't seen Demona since watching that magnificent display in Desmond's room. 

Continuing to search, she also noticed the absence of Desmond and Skye as well. 

"Oh no." she said quietly to herself.

Frustration started to build inside her. This was turning into a disaster. Or perhaps, she was just so consumed by everything that happened earlier that it just feels like a disaster when really, it's no big deal at all.

She considered joining the party for a moment, but would feel much better once she found Desmond. She turned and left the ballroom before anyone noticed. 

She made her way back upstairs and turned toward Desmond's and Demona's bedrooms. She looked around to make sure she was alone. 

Quietly she stepped over to Desmond's door. She placed her ear against it but heard nothing. She peered through the keyhole and found the room empty. 

Where the hell was he? she thought to herself.

She turned and looked at Demona's bedroom door. Repeating the steps, she found her room empty as well. 

They have to be around here somewhere. 

Defeated, she walked slowly down the hall and the main stairs. It was time she did her due diligence and made an appearance at her party. 

She entered the ballroom and wandered along the outer perimeter of the gathering. She knew she had to do meet and greets but she insisted on finding Desmond first. 

Where is he? She thought. 

She gazed upon the gathering one more time trying frantically to find her brother, or sister. At the most, she would at least like to find Skye to ensure she and Desmond weren't together.

"Victoria." 

She turned to see Prince Colin approaching her. 

"Oh. Hi Colin." she answered with about as little interest as humanly possible.

"Is everything okay?" he asked.

"Yea. I'm just looking for Desmond and Demona. Have you seen them anywhere?"

"No, I haven't. But if you're going to look for them, I'll be happy to join you." Colin offered.

"That's very nice of you but you should stay and enjoy the party. I'll be fine." she declined in the nicest way.

"Well, to be honest, I'm looking for an excuse to get away from this party for a while." Colin confessed.

Victoria looked at him curiously. 

I'm not the only one that wants out of here? she thought.

There was a subtle handsomeness about Colin, with his long brown hair and matching brown eyes. He was certainly well dressed for the occasion. And the fact that he was feeling the need to escape as much as she was, peaked her curiosity. 

"Okay. Let's take a walk." she offered.

Colin smiled and stepped to the side, putting his hand out.

"Lead the way, Princess." he said.

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Demona sat on a large rock next to the stream at the edge of the Magestia forest. It was very peaceful. The slow trickle of the stream and the chirping birds offered the only sound. The slightest breeze blew through her hair. She stared into the water, not seeing anything in particular, but rather, just in a day dream. 

She was startled out of her gaze by the sound of footsteps.

"Demona?" Desmond's deep voice called out.

She turned with excitement but was instantly deflated when she saw Skye at his side.

"Hey Desmond." Demona responded.

"What are you doing out here?" he asked.

Skye stood close to Desmond, looking away and not so much as offering a greeting or any form of acknowledgement to her best friend. 

"I just wanted a few minutes alone." she said.

"What is it with everyone today?" Desmond asked. "First Victoria, now you. Everyone wants to be alone. It seems like no one is in the mood for this celebration."

"What about Victoria? She isn't excited?" Demona asked.

"Not really." Desmond responded. "I ran into her in the garden earlier. She was by herself."

"WE, ran into her in the garden." Skye interjected.

Demona looked back to the stream.

Desmond looked over to Skye. 

"Skye." he said sternly. 

She looked away from him. She glanced back and rolled her eyes once he wasn't looking at her.

"I guess we're not really doing a good job at making this day special for her, are we?" Desmond added.

"I guess we're not." Demona admitted. 

"Oh Man. We have to find her and start showing her how important this is." Desmond responded.

Skye let out a frustrated and pouty sigh. 

"Victoria has everyone from every Kingdom around to show her how important today is for her." Skye said. 

Demona didn't respond. She just stared blankly into the trickling stream.

"Skye. You head back to the castle. I'll catch up with you there." Desmond said in a tone that resembled an order.

"But..." Skye tried to object.

"Skye." Desmond said in a definite commanding tone this time.

"Okay." she obliged and turned to leave. She turned back to him. "You'll catch up with me, right?"

Desmond didn't answer, but instead took a seat next to his sister.

The dejected Skye stamped off down a trail that would eventually lead to the castle. 

Desmond gave a glance back to ensure Skye was out of site.

"She's gone. Now you want to tell me what's bothering you?" he asked.

Demona shrugged as she stared into the water. 

"Demona." Desmond said more sternly.

She turned to face him.

"I see you and Skye wasted no time getting attached to each other's hips." Demona said sadly.

Desmond put his arm around her and pulled her close to him. She laid her head against his chest and draped her far arm over his shoulder. 

"I thought you were going to go seek out Andrew." Desmond spoke with a soft sarcasm into her ear. "Isn't that what you threatened at breakfast?"

His statement was met with silence. 

Desmond brought a hand up to his sister's chin and guided her to face him. 

Demona looked up at him with sorrowful eyes that were clearly holding back tears. 

He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her lips. Demona leaned up eagerly and attempted to return a much more passionate kiss but her brother retreated and shook his head.

Demona stared up at him, a tear she failed to hold back streamed from her eye. The realization had hit her that Desmond had no interest in her, as long as Skye was around. 

Defeated, she slid away from him and stood up.

"I'm heading back to the castle." she said as she walked off ahead of him. 

Desmond sighed as he stood up and hurried to catch up with her. 

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Skye mumbled to herself as she hustled along the trail. Once the castle was in view, she slowed and looked around. 

"Dammit." she said out loud to herself.

She heard the faint sound of voices off the side of the trail. She turned and began to follow the sound. 

She came upon a clearing behind the stables. She saw just ahead of her, Victoria and Colin walking and talking. 

Victoria laughed and reached out, touching Colin's arm. He reached his arm out and attempted to put it around her waist when she casually stepped away in stride. 

Skye made her way to them.

"Hey guys." she called out to them.

They turned around. Victoria's look went from wonder to anger once she saw the call came from Skye. Colin, on the other hand, looked in amazement.

"Why hello, Princess Skye." Colin said in the utmost tone of royal greeting.

"Victoria. I'm sorry I didn't mention this earlier but, I wanted to say Happy Birthday." Skye praised.

"Thank you." Victoria responded in a polite tone and forced smile. 

"You know, this is your day, Victoria. It really seems to me like nobody is really treating it that way. It seems more like everyone is involved in their own little worlds."

"How do you mean?" Victoria questioned.

"Well, you seem to be avoiding the party today. You look like something's bothering you. And yet, no one seems to be concerned about where you are or why you're not smiling for all to see." Skye continued.

Victoria thought for a moment. In a strange way, Skye could be right. Perhaps that explained why she was out of sorts today. It wasn't like that for Desmond's and Demona's party. It wasn't like that when they all attended Colin's and Andrew's celebrations. Everything was about them. Victoria was feeling that nobody is making today about her.

"Well, to be honest. I've been keeping to myself because I haven't been feeling up to all this celebration stuff." Victoria conceded.

"I completely understand where you're coming from. No offense to you, but when I woke up this morning, the last thing I wanted to do was come to a huge party." Skye continued. 

"Yeah, I know what you mean." Victoria agreed. "Would you care to join us? We're just looking for Desmond and Demona."

"Oh. they are down by the creek. I just left them a few minutes ago." Skye said.

"Really? Oh wow, thank you Skye." Victoria said and started striding quickly down the trail. 

Skye and Colin watched as Victoria hurried down the trail and out of site. Colin looked down and frowned to himself.

Skye turned to him.

"Come on, Colin." she said with a sly smile.

She took him by the hand and led him to another wooded area on the other side of the clearing. 

"I'm not ready to go back yet." she said.

"Me either." the defected prince responded.

"You know, I noticed you took a bit of a liking to Victoria, but she was sort of turning you away." Skye continued.

"Yeah. I guess I can admit that I find Victoria very..." 

He stopped as Skye ran a finger along one of the shoulder straps of her dress, pushing it over her shoulder.

"Mmm. Hmmm. Very what?" she teased.

"Huh? What? What was I saying?" 

Colin stumbled on his words as he watched Skye push the other strap down. She grabbed the front of her dress with both hands right in front of her breasts.

"You were saying you find Victoria very?" she continued to tease.

"Um." was all he could muster after a hard swallow.

Skye pulled the dress down exposing her breasts to him. Colin stared in awe. 

She worked the dress down over her hips and to the ground. She stepped out of it and stood fully nude in front of him. Her nipples were narrow and reddish, standing out against her olive skin and jet black hair. 

Colin swallowed again as the front of his pants started to rise. Skye looked down at the tent. She licked her lips and smiled.

"Well?" she egged him on. 

Colin quickly untied his pants and pushed them down revealing a rather average-sized erection as it sprung out from the restriction of the clothing. 

"Ooooh." Skye said, offering him confidence. "Why don't you bring that sexy thing over here?" 

Colin stepped to her but Skye placed her hands on his stomach to stop him. She leaned up and kissed him. Colin's hands instinctively reached out to touch her but she stopped him, grabbing his wrists and holding them down at his side. 

"Relax, Colin." she whispered to him. "Let Skye handle this."

Skye pushed him up against a nearby tree. She ran her hands up and down his chest and abdomen. She leaned in and placed a light kiss on his chin and then again on his lips.

Stepping closer to him, she pressed her pelvis against him, his erection brushing against her sex.

"Mmmm." she moaned as she placed another light kiss on his lips.

Colin leaned stiff against the tree, his hands remaining at his sides. 

Skye looked up into his eyes and smirked. She reached a hand down and took a hold of his member, rubbing the head against her moistening sex.

"You want this, Colin?" she teased. "You want to see if you can handle Skye?"

He could only nod. Skye shook her hips from side to side, teasing his erection. 

"Oh. Oh. Ohhh." the prince called out.

Skye smirked as she realized Colin was clearly a virgin who was a stranger to a woman's touch. 

She brushed the head of his member up and down the length of her sex. She continued slowly gyrating her hips.

"Ohhh Colin." she said rather blandly.

His eyes shut tight. Watching him, Skye rolled her eyes. She stroked her hand up and down the base of his shaft a few times which ultimately sent him over the edge. 

Colin tightened his fists as he released.

"Uhhh...Uhhhh." He moaned.

Skye maintained the slow stroking motion, causing Colin to jerk and twitch wildly. 

It took a few minutes but the prince finally opened his eyes as the sensation subsided. He looked down and saw Skye staring at him with a smile. She raised her eyebrows.

"Did you enjoy that?" she asked.

"Oh yes. I did, Princess Skye. Thank you. Thank you." he responded pathetically.

Two or three more tight strokes and she released him. 

"Now. It's my turn." she demanded.

Colin looked at her with confusion.

"On your knees boy. NOW!" she barked. 

Colin quickly dropped to his knees, putting his face level with her sex.

Skye grabbed two handfuls of his hair and pressed her sex against his face.

"Take care of me now." she ordered.

Unsure of what to do, Colin started placing dry kissing directly on her sex. Skye looked down at him, bored and disappointed. 



Princest Ch. 04



Victoria stood in the ballroom, greeting and taking up light conversation with everyone that approached her, which was seemingly everyone on the guest list. 

She noticed Demona standing in a circle of her friends, Princess Melina and Princess Alexis, who had made a late arrival to the party. Skye was also there in the circle and was dominating the conversation with Melina and Alexis humoring her with laughter at whatever she was saying. Demona, however, was looking away and not paying much attention. 

Not far from them, three Princes, Colin, Andrew, and Frederick were also standing in a circle. Colin told a story of his own. That story seemed to fall on deaf ears, however, as Andrew and Frederick kept glancing over at the princess huddle that was a mere few feet away.

Skye noticed Andrew's attention and became a little more animated with her storytelling.

"I'm going to get a drink." Colin announced. "Do either of you want anything?"

"I'll join you." Frederick agreed.

"No, thanks." Andrew said.

He didn't even look back to answer Colin. Instead, he eyed the princesses up and down. 

Once his friends left, Andrew took the opportunity to approach the group of happy princesses. 

"Hi, Demona." Andrew said.

"Hi." Her response was low and somber. She didn't even look up to acknowledge the greeting. 

"Is everything okay?" The Prince inquired.

Skye stopped her story and looked over to Demona.

"Demona? Everything okay?" she interjected.

"I'm fine, everyone. Really, I am." Demona snapped her response. "I'll be right back."

She walked off. Andrew watched with a look of concern. He and Demona usually got along very well. Skye came up behind him and hooked her arm under his.

Melina and Alexis took this opportunity to escape the conversation and leave the ballroom. 

"Come on, Andrew. I know a place we can go." Skye offered. 

Andrew looked over at her a moment. He glanced back to Demona as she was exiting the ballroom. 

"Okay." he responded with a shrug. 

Skye led the way as they walked arm in arm out of a side entrance of the ballroom. 

Colin and Frederick returned to find all their friends gone. 

Victoria knodded a thank you to the last guest to greet her. She sighed and looked around to see the groups had broken off. She decided she would take this opportunity to get away for a bit before sunset and the start of the main party in the courtyard. 

Looking around to make sure no one else was approaching her, she wandered to the ballroom exit, and slipped out the door.

The foyer was empty, with all the staff tending do the ballroom festivities. Victoria noticed Alexis and Melina leave the castle. She made her way upstairs and down the hall to her bedroom.

Closing the door and locking it behind her, Victoria plopped onto the bed. Weary and a bit stressed out, she lay and stared, thinking about her brother and sister. 

When she found Desmond and Demona earlier, they were headed back from the stream. Demona was walking ahead of him and they didn't speak. Victoria was able to keep some light conversation going but the twins seemed very angry during the walk back. 

An argument didn't breakout but with the level of tension between them, Victoria felt it would have if she hadn't found them. When they arrived at the castle, Desmond said something along the lines of, I should've known. 

Victoria could only act surprised when he stormed off and didn't join everyone else in the ballroom. But she knew exactly what he was talking about. 

Their sexual relationship was causing friction and whatever Demond's involvement with Skye is, it was making Demona very unhappy and very, very jealous.

Victoria sided with her sister on this one, and started to feel the same jealousy when it came to Desmond and Skye.

Why did Skye NEED to be with Desmond anyway? She's beautiful. Surely Colin or any other prince would make a great suitor for her. Why did she have to make the moves on MY brother? Victoria thought to herself. 

Sighing, she started to feel a little tense. Her thighs rubbed together uncontrollably. She reached her hand down between her legs and up her skirt, touching her throbbing sex as it became wet and sensitive, yet again. 

"Ohhh Shit." She whispered to herself. 

The more she thought about Desmond and Skye, the more she approached a point well-beyond jealousy. Anger was starting to build up. She was reaching a boiling point, mixed with overwhelming arousal prompting her to touch herself. The mixed emotions sending her into a haze.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. 

She quickly pulled her hand out from under her skirt and got off her bed. She composed herself as quickly as she could before unlocking and opening her door.

It was Desmond. 

"Hey Victoria." He greeted.

"Hi Desmond." She answered back.

"I was sitting in my room and it occurred to me that, you've spent this entire day avoiding everybody." 

"Yea, well. It's just been a very weird day for me." Victoria confessed without actually confessing.

"I can understand that." Desmond continued. "You've had these types of days before. But even when you've had some of your worst days, you've always come to me. You never avoided me." 

Victoria just looked at him in silence, unsure of how to respond to this truth.

Desmond offered an incredible smile.

"Why is today any different?" He continued.

"I don't know. It's kind of hard to explain." Victoria tried to stay vague.

"Try me." He challenged as he stepped past her and entered her bedroom.

Victoria closed the door and locked it. She had to come up with something quick without revealing everything she had witnessed.

"Okay. I'm not sure what's going on, but, I've noticed a serious friction with you and Demona. And I can only assume that it has something to do with Skye."

Desmond sighed and was ready to respond.

"Let me finish." She continued. "Now, I'm not sure why Demona would take such an issue with the idea of you and Skye together but, I'm sure it's the same reason I'm taking issue with it." 

Desmond chuckled briefly.

"I doubt you're taking issue with it for the same reasons, Victoria. And, what makes you think anything is even going on with me and Skye anyway?"

"Desmond. I'm not blind. I see the way you act around her. I see how she looks at you. She's over here a lot, even on days when Demona is away." Victoria continued.

Desmond could only lower his head.

"Look. Skye is beautiful. Everyone knows that. But she's Demona's best friend." Victoria continued to lecture. "And I'm sure Demona is feeling like she's losing her best friend and her brother is the one taking her away."

Victoria was actually proud of her quick thinking.

"It's probably more than that, Victoria. Skye and Demona probably had some sort of falling out. I doubt it has anything to do with me."

"So tell me something. Have you and Skye been, you know, together?" Victoria finally asked.

Her brother hesitated, pondering whether he should even get involved in this conversation with her.

"Look, Victoria. We've all gotten older, and things have changed a little bit. A lot, actually."

Yeah, tell me about it. Victoria thought to herself.

"And as we've grown, the way we see and act around certain people has changed." He continued.

Victoria looked at him, confused.

"We're not kids anymore." 

"I know that." Victoria interjected.

"You've been taking an interest too, Victoria. You can't deny it. It's natural."

Desmond moved very close to her. Victoria gasped as he approached. He reached out and placed a hand on her shoulder. She reached out and rested her hand on his chest as he leaned down close to her.

"We all do." he said softly and smoothly.

He brushed past her as he went to the door. He turned back to face her as she watched him.

"It's going to be a celebration tonight, Victoria. It's your day and you should be happy. I'll help you enjoy yourself. Just find me when you decide to join the party." he said much more vibrantly.

He left the room, closing the door behind him. 

Victoria found herself breathing heavily and blinking a lot as if coming out of a daze. She sighed as she realized that Desmond didn't give her a straight answer to her question about Skye.

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Melina and Alexis wandered through the garden. It was empty and quiet. Once out of sight of the castle entrance, they interlocked their fingers and held hands. 

"I wonder what's wrong with Demona today?" Melina began.

"I'm not sure. She has been really out of it. Is something going on with her and Skye? They didn't seem all that cordial in there." Alexis added.

"Well, I think everyone knows about Desmond and Skye. Demona must not be happy about it." Melina said.

"Well, they are both of age now. I don't see what the big deal is with Skye and Desmond anyway. I mean, every female in all the kingdoms seems to be interested in the great Prince Desmond of Magestia." Alexis added.

"I know of two that aren't." Melina said with a smile. 

The girls chuckled as they wandered behind a large berry bush, where they stopped and embraced. 

Princess Alexis placed a soft kiss onto Melina's lips. Melina returned the kiss and their lips parted. Immediately, Alexis ran her hand up Melina's back and unfastened her dress. Bringing her hands up to Melina's shoulders, she pulled the dress down over her shoulders, past her hips, and letting it slide down to the grass floor. 

Stepping out of her dress, Melina broke the kiss and hastily worked Alexis' dress off until they both stood nude before each other. 

Melina reached a hand down between Alexis's legs and began to massage her sex. Alexis reciprocated as they continued their deep kiss. Both girls moaning into the other's mouth. 

Together, they lowered to the ground and lay facing each other. 

Alexis rubbed her middle and fore fingers over Melina's bud. Melina stroked her hand up and down the length of Alexis's sex bringing her to an extreme level of arousal. Alexis actually broke away from the kiss.

"Oh God." she moaned out. 

Melina leaned more into her prompting Alexis to lay back. Melina climbed on top of her, resting on her thighs. Continuing the soft caress of her sex, Melina lowered and placed her lips on one of Alexis's nipples, sucking it stiffly into her mouth. 

"Uhhhh." Alexis let out.

Melina trapped Alexis's erect nipple between her teeth, flicking her tongue over the tip. 

Alexis breathed short, rapid gasps. Melina slid a finger inside her partner, her arousal offering ease of access. 

"Uhnnnnn." Alexis whined a moan. 

Melina worked her nipple with her mouth while probing her finger in and out. Alexis squirmed beneath her. 

"Ohhhh. Oh Melina. Yeah, just like that." Alexis continued her whiny moans.

Alexis' toes curled as the rush of an orgasm approached. Sensing this, Melina added a second finger delving deeper inside. 

"Uh. Uh. Uh. Uhhhhh." Alexis called out, bucking her hips and squirming as she came.

Melina finally released Alexis's nipple from her mouth. Alexis sat up and kissed Melina eagerly.

Melina lay back on the ground. Alexis moved her mouth down the front of her neck and her chest.

"Mmmm." Melina cooed.

She continued down the front of Melina's body, kissing her breasts and working her way down her torso to her pubic region. Pushing legs apart, Alexis immediately attacked her clitoris with her mouth. 

"Ohhhh Shit." Melina called out.

Alexis worked her tongue over Melina's bud. She brought her hand down and slid her middle and fore fingers inside her. 

"Uhhhh. Yes." Melina moaned at the sensation.

Melina grabbed both of her own breasts and massaged her nipples while Alexis worked her over.

Alexis pressed her tongue against Melina's clitoris, licking up and down, swirling it around in circles. 

It took hardly any time at all for Melina's orgasm to build. Alexis was very skilled with her mouth and knew exactly what got her princess lover off.

"Ohh. Ohh. Ohh. Ohhh." Melina moaned very loudly.

Her legs tensed as her orgasm released. She let go of her breast and reached her hands down grabbing Alexis' hair. Alexis withdrew her fingers and brought them up, inserting them into Melina's mouth. Melina happily licked and sucked the orgasm off her partner's fingers. 

Alexis lay down next to Melina. They kissed softly as they caught their breath.

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Desmond approached his bedroom. As he was about to open his door, Demona's door opened behind him. He turned to look at her. She had changed from her dress into a silk night robe. 

"Desmond?"

"What is it?" He responded shortly.

"Can we, talk, for a minute?" She asked humbly.

Desmond opened his door and entered his room. He held the door for his sister to follow him in. He closed the door and locked it.

"What do you want to talk about? We need to get ready for Victoria's celebration." 

Demona removed the robe and let it drop to the floor. She stood nude in front of him.

"I'm sorry, Desmond. I didn't mean to..."

"Well, you did." He cut her off. "You know what we agreed to and you went against it." 

"I'm so sorry." Demona pleaded. "I'm so, so sorry."

"You're sorry, until it happens next time." Desmond snapped. 

"I just don't understand why there has to be a next time. Why can't..."

He raised a hand to cut her off. 

"No." he stated firmly.

"But Desmond, I..."

He raised a hand to cut her off again. This time, not answering, he pointed to the door.

"Don't do this to me. Why are you doing this to me? Demona argued.

Desmond walked past her and undressed. He opened his closet and slowly browsed his selection of attire to wear for the celebration. Demona hurried behind him.

"I'm sorry I got jealous." She pleaded again.

She wrapped her arms around his waist. She lowered one hand down to his semi-erect penis.

Desmond seemed to ignore this gesture as he still pondered his choice of clothing. But the ignorance didn't last long. Demona began to stroke his member and it thickened into a full erection in her grasp.

With a sudden maneuver, he turned around. Demona maintained a hold of his erection, stroking him from base to head. 

"Please." she mouthed without actually speaking. 

Desmond stood and stared at her. Demona took one of his hand in hers and brought it to her breast.

"I can be everything to you Desmond. You don't need Skye."

Demona started to stroke him more quickly now. Desmond reach his other hand up and grasped her other breast.

"Oh Yes.." She let out in a whisper. 

Her eyes closed as she stroked him very rapidly now. Desmond looked down at her, his face lacked expression. 

"I want you, Desmond." She whispered.

She stepped backwards toward his bed, keeping a hold of his erection to bring him with her. 

Desmond stepped forward. He released her breasts and gripped her by the hips. He turned her and bent her forward on his bed. 

Demona gripped the sheets as she braced herself for him. 

He teased the head of his member against her aroused sex. He prodded just the head into her and leaned forward so his body pressed against hers, keeping his hips retreated. 

He leaned his head close to her ear.

"We have to get ready for Victoria's party. You need to go back to your room and get dressed." He whispered.

"Huh?" she asked.

Desmond pressed his hips slightly forward pressing his head fully inside her.

"Uhhhhh." She groaned.

"Go back to your room and get dressed for the party." Desmond commanded again.

"But...but." She moaned her protest.

He pressed into just slightly more, keeping up with his teasing.

"Ohhh." She whimpered.

"We don't have time now. You'll just have to keep yourself composed until tonight." Desmond teased.

Slowly he withdrew his member from her.

"No. No. No." She cried out.

He brushed the head of his erection along the slick length of her sex. 

"Please. Desmond, please." She begged.

"You'll survive." He said with an evil smirk. "All you have to do is wait until tonight. Wait until after the party. Now go get dressed." 

Desmond drew back from her. He helped her stand upright. Demona turned around swiftly.

"Oh Desmond. You're dead meat tonight. I hope you know what you got yourself into." She teased a threat.

Demona grabbed her robe and sighed as she made her way to the door.

She opened the door and looked back to her brother. 

"Tonight." She reconfirmed. 

Desmond gave a short knod as his sister stepped out of the room and closed the door behind her. 

In the hallway, Demona quick stepped across the hall and into her room, holding her robe at her side.



Princest Ch. 05



"Ohhh Skye. Oh Yea." Andrew called out.

Skye stood behind Andrew, who's pants were down around his ankles. She was fully dressed and rubbing her hands up and down his back.

Andrew was ambitiously stroking himself. 

"Come on. You can do it for me, baby. Do it for Skye." Her sweet voice cooed.

A few more swift tugs on his erection and he released.

"Uhh. Uhh. Uhhhhh. Uhh." he moaned out.

Andrew ejaculated, shooting his semen into the open space in front of him. 

"Oh yeah baby. You know what Skye likes." she said as she rolled her eyes.

Andrew's legs grew weak. He turned and hurried to a chair to sit down. 

Skye walked over to him. She leaned forward, resting her hands on his tense thighs, and kissed him gingerly on the lips. 

"That was fun." she said. 

Andrew reached out like he was going to bring her onto his lap but she quickly turned and walked away. He watched with a smirk as the beautiful princess exited the room. 

Skye opened the door to the ballroom and glanced around. She didn't see any of her friends, except for Colin and Frederick, who looked as though they were engrossed in a serious conversation. She turned around and eyed the main stairs.

Closing the door, she looked to make sure no one was around and she hurried upstairs. 

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Victoria exited her room. She was bracing herself for a massive celebration that she wanted no part of. But, she knew it was something she had to do. 

She began thinking of how James popped into her room. Her constant escapes were starting to draw suspicion. If he noticed she was gone, everyone else probably has to. If there was one thing she didn't want, even less than this celebration, it was to try and explain her way out of the constant absences. 

As she slowly wandered down the hall, trying to take as much time as possible, she noticed Sky heading around the corner toward Desmond and Demona's rooms. 

Quickly and quietly, she hustled past the steps to the corner of where the hallway turned, making sure to keep out of sight.

Skye knew Desmond' and Demona's rooms were across from each other. 

If anyone asks, I'm looking for Demona. She thought to herself.

She made her way down the hall and stood outside Desmond's room.

"Skye?" a voice from behind her called.

She turned to see Victoria standing behind her.

"Oh. Victoria. Hi." Skye said nervously.

"What are you doing up here?" Victoria asked sternly.

"I'm looking for Demona. She left the ballroom and I haven't seen her since." 

"Well, her door is behind you." Victoria spoke accusingly. 

Skye turned and looked at Demona's door, then back to Victoria who stared at her angrily.

"I know. I just thought I heard something in Desmond's room so..."

"So you wanted to check to see if everything was okay?" Victoria finished.

Skye looked down and away for a moment, then back at her.

"Victoria, it's really none of your business why I'm here. I'm not bothering you so, why don't you go celebrate your birthday and leave me alone." Skye snapped.

"Well, I have to talk to Desmond so, yes, you are bothering me." Victoria quickly responded.

Demona's door opened.

"Skye?" Demona asked.

"Demona. There you are. I was just coming up to see how you are." 

She shot a glance at Victoria who walked past her and knocked on Desmond's door before opening it.

"I'm getting ready for the party, Skye." Demona said.

"Great. Let's pick something out for you. You're going to look dazzling." 

Skye brushed past Demona and into her room. Demona watched as Victoria closed Desmond's door behind her. She turned and closed her door.

Victoria turned around and saw Desmond standing by his bed. He was nude and piecing together a suit.

"Oh My." Victoria startled.

Desmond turned and looked at her. 

"Victoria."

He noticed her glancing repeatedly down at his lower half. It took him a moment to realize he was nude. He quickly covered his private area.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

Victoria was dumbfounded. She couldn't come up with anything.

"Um. Well I...I wanted to thank you. You know, for earlier." She finally let out.

"Thank me for what?" he said.

"Just uh, for noticing I haven't been myself and..."

"It's okay." Desmond cut her off. "There's no need to thank me."

Victoria sighed.

"But." he continued. "I do have to get dressed so, if you don't mind, I'll talk to you at the celebration?" 

"Oh. Yes. I'm sorry. Of course." she stumbled with her words.

Desmond gave her a half smile before turning his attention back to his clothing. She turned and hurried out the door and closed it behind her. She leaned back against it and sighed. 

"Wow." she said quietly to herself.

Giving Demona's bedroom door an angry glare, she turned and hurried down the hall, nearly tripping in her heels. She stopped at the stairs and looked down. She then glanced down the hall to her bedroom.

Without a second thought, she hurried past the stairs and entered her bedroom. 

Locking the door behind her, she strode across her room, removing her dress so eagerly that it dropped to the floor before she reached her bed.

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Many torches and a few fire pits lit the courtyard of the castle. The sun was setting quickly and the celebration has already begun. The Royal Family of Magestia sat upon their thrones. Victoria and Demona sat to the right of Queen Rebecca, and Desmond sat to the left of King Edmund. 

Victoria scanned the courtyard in search of Skye. It was crowded but spaced out enough that she was able to locate her at the far end with Princess Melina and Princess Alexis. Studying her tendencies, she noticed a lot of glances toward the Royal Family, particularly to the far right where Desmond sat. 

Victoria looked over to Desmond, who was smiling, but he seemed focused on the corner where Skye was standing. She glanced to Demona who obviously noticed the same thing. The glare she gave Desmond was intense enough to shatter glass. 

King Edmund and Queen Rebecca stood. Bayard made his way to the King's side.

"May I have your attention please?" Bayard announced. 

A hush fell over the guests.

"His Majesty, King Edmund." Bayard introduced.

"On behalf of everybody here in the Kingdom of Magestia, the Queen and I would like to extend our heartfelt birthday wishes to our daughter, Princess Victoria." The King decreed.

The guests applauded extensively. Victoria stood up and offered a proper curtsy. She looked over and Demona was slowly clapping. She feigned a smile before turning her attention to the far corner, and fixed her glare on Skye. 

Victoria glanced at Desmond who was clapping enthusiastically and smiling at her. She smiled warmly at him before turning her attention back to the guests.

"Thank you everybody for coming out. This has been a wonderful day and I hope everyone enjoys themselves as much as I will." she said.

She kept it short and sat down. The guests clapped again. 

"If you'll all make way, there will be a quick circus performance and then the great Sorcerer, Liam, will put on a dazzling display." The King announced.

He and the Queen sat as the guests cleared an opening in the middle of the courtyard. 

The circus show went on for several minutes. Victoria didn't pay it any mind. She focused on Skye, Desmond, and Demona.

Demona would glare at Desmond, but when Desmond would glance back, Demona would look down and away. 

"Demona?" Victoria asked.

She didn't look up. Victoria had never seen her like this before. She could only feel pity for her sister. She saw what happened in Desmond's room earlier, and understood the concern Demona was feeling. 

Victoria was feeling it too. She hated the idea of Desmond and Skye. She didn't know how she felt yet about Demona and him but, she knew she was on her sister's side and didn't want Skye anywhere near her brother.

"Demona. Would you like to take a walk with me?" Victoria offered. 

Demona looked at her suspiciously. She glanced back at Skye, then Desmond, before turning back to Victoria and nodded.

"We'll be right back, mom." Victoria told the Queen.

Demona and Victoria stood and left the courtyard. They walked to the castle entrance which at this time, would be the only place they could be alone.

"Demona, something's bothering you. Please tell me." Victoria inquired.

"I, I can't." Demona dismissed.

Victoria put her arm around her sister.

"Demona, I'm your sister. You can come to me with anything. Nobody can protect your secrets better than I can." Victoria pushed on.

Demona looked over at her.

"What makes you think I have a secret?"

"All day you've been, well, distracted. And you just told me you can't tell me what's wrong, meaning something is going on, usually something you don't want other people to know."

Demona looked away for a moment, then glanced back to Victoria.

"Earlier today, when Skye was upstairs, you were there too." Demona said rather quizzically.

"Yes." Victoria responded.

"How long were you there before I came out?" 

"Not real long. Just long enough to ask Skye what she was doing."

"What was Skye doing?" Demona pressed on.

"She said she was looking for you. But from where I was standing, it looked like she was actually approaching Desmond's room." Victoria said.

"So, you went into Desmond's room instead?" Demona asked in a tone that sounded accusatory.

"I know where you're going with this, Demona. I saw Desmond and Skye earlier." Victoria finally admitted.

"What do you mean you 'saw' them?"

Demona suddenly showed much more interest. 

"Earlier today, I saw them when Skye arrived. They went for a walk in the garden and I was there. The three of us then went back to the castle." Victoria described.

Demona looked up to the sky.

"So, why did you go into Desmond's room?" Demona returned to her previous question.

"I only did it to prevent Skye from trying to go in there. I knew what she was up to." Victoria said.

Demona sighed in relief.

"Why are you asking me about Skye and Desmond anyway?" Victoria continued.

Demona looked down again. She then turned to face her sister.

"I'm going to tell you something and I need to know that you'll never, ever speak of it." Demona said.

Victoria now knew that Demona was going to admit everything.

"Demona, if you don't want me to tell anybody, I won't. I promise." Victoria said.

Demona looked back to the sky and sighed again. She was shaking, clearly nervous about letting the secret of her and Desmond out. She looked back to Victoria.

"Desmond and I have been...together." Demona spoke in a soft whisper.

Victoria looked away for a second. She had to feign surprise here.

"Wow. Together, meaning you've, what? Kissed?" she responded acting surprised.

Demona looked at her with a single raised eyebrow.

"A lot more than kissing, Victoria. We've gone all the way."

Victoria continued putting on the act of surprise.

"We've been together several times. It started on the night of our eighteenth birthday. But then, Skye started paying him more attention and..." 

"You've been getting jealous of her." Victoria finished. 

Demona stared at her.

"Am I right?" Victoria continued.

Demona pondered while she stared at her.

"You're asking me about jealousy?" Demona questioned. "You don't seem surprised by what I just told you." 

"Um." Victoria was lost for words.

"Did Desmond already tell you when you went into his room?" Demona asked angrily.

"No. Not at all." Victoria defended.

Demona glared at her, but her facial expression changed to that of confusion.

"Did you...did you already know?" Demona asked.

Victoria hesitated for a moment.

"Of course not, Demona. How could I have possibly known something like that?" 

"Then why don't you seem surprised?"

Victoria thought back to when Desmond came to her room earlier in the day.

"When we turn eighteen, it's natural that we start taking an interest in the opposite sex." Victoria responded.

"What?" Demona asked.

"It's only natural, Demona. We learn things about ourselves that we didn't realize when we were younger. We get curious. We explore. You and Desmond reached that point at the same time. Maybe it's weird, and wrong, and shouldn't be happening. But no one knows your true feelings except you." 

Demona watched Victoria, studying every word that left her.

"Well, we should get back before mom and dad send out a search party." Victoria said. 

Demona took Victoria's hand in hers.

"Is it wrong, Victoria?" 

Victoria contemplated her answer. 

"Yes, Demona. It's wrong. But don't worry. No one will ever hear about any of this from me." 

Victoria stood up and helped Demona to her feet. They held hands as they returned to the courtyard just as the circus show was ending.

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Music played as the masses celebrated. Everything about this celebration was perfect, according to the King. The circus show was fantastic. Liam put on his most dazzling sorcery show. Everyone was eating, drinking, dancing, and socializing. It was these moments that made King Edmund and Queen Rebecca proud. 

Perfect according to the King, was not necessarily perfect for the guest of honor, Victoria. She had spent the majority of this celebration playing moderator of the party, what with keeping Demona in good spirits, and more importantly, keeping Desmond and Skye separated. 

Victoria and Demona danced to one of their favorite musical pieces. There was a tap on Victoria's shoulder and she turned to see a handsomely dressed and completely dashing Prince Frederick. He offered his hand in dance. 

Victoria turned to Demona, who encouraged her to do go.

Frederick led Victoria away and they danced a happy number. Victoria split her attention between the Prince and her sister, who sought out her friends Melina and Alexis. The three of them danced close by. 

Frederick swept Victoria into his arms and spun her in tune with the song. A smile crossed Victoria's face. Frederick smiled back to her. As the song ended, the musicians transitioned into a slower paced sound. 

Frederick, keeping Victoria in his arms, took the lead of a slow dance. Victoria swayed to the soft melody as Frederick guided her to different spots of the dance area, whisking her around at certain points of the song. 

Victoria was lost in the music. Frederick was a great dancer. He was smooth on his feet and moved with perfect rhythm. He held Victoria tight and close. She pressed against him even tighter as the song continued.

Resting her head on Frederick's chest, she opened her eyes and observed her surroundings. She smiled as she saw Demona and Andrew dancing in similar fashion. A little off to the right, Colin was in a three way circle dance with Melina and Alexis. 

Victoria wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head on his chest. Frederick encircled her hips with his arms and the two held each other tight. 

The song was endless but tantalizing. Frederick and Victoria swayed to the sounds as one. She felt his hands move from her waist slowly up her back in a soft caress. 

"Mmm." Victoria let out.

He lowered his head and nuzzled against her thick, auburn mane. 

Painfully, and frustratingly, the song came to an end and the musicians turned up the tempo again. Victoria and Frederick took a few extra seconds in the embrace before moving out of the way of the other dancers. 

Victoria released him and looked up into his eyes. They shared the gaze a few seconds before Victoria cleared her throat and looked down.

"Thank you for the dance, Frederick."

"It was my pleasure, Princess. Happy Birthday." He said with a bow before disappearing through the crowd. 

Victoria let out a sigh as she looked up to the clear night sky, a pondering smile on her face. 

Realizing that during her dance, the two people she didn't see were Desmond and Skye, she rejoined the reality of the party. She hurried through the crowd.

She found Demona who was dancing with Andrew. She pondered a minute before deciding not to interrupt them. 

Working her way through the sea of dancing guests, she found Melina, Alexis, and Colin. They were engaged in a light-hearted conversation. 

Bypassing them, she looked frantically at the scene in the courtyard. 

Bedroom. Victoria thought.

Victoria made her way to the castle. She looked around the empty castle. Everyone was either cleaning the ballroom or outside tending to the party. 

She ventured up the main staircase and made the turn toward Desmond' room. 

I hope I'm not too late. She thought.

Coming around the corner, she stopped briefly, listening for any hint of sound that would confirm her suspicions. 

Silence.

She turned the corner and softly stepped until she was just outside Desmond's bedroom. She placed her ear to the door and listened intently. 

The faint sound of music from the party outside was all she could hear. She decided to peek through the keyhole. The room seemed empty. 

Sighing in unsure relief, she made her way down the hall, she glanced down the stairs and then down the other hall toward her bedroom.

With a smirk, she bypassed the stairs and to her room.

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Victoria walked gingerly into the ballroom, battling the insatiable ache within her. She had taken the time and availability of the empty castle to pleasure herself once more. It didn't take long since she was ready to explode following the dance with Frederick. 

The music continued, though half the guests have left, including Princess Melina and Princess Alexis. With the courtyard less crowded, she was able to observe the setting much clearer now. 

She instantly found Desmond speaking with Andrew, Colin, and Frederick. She also found Skye speaking with a crowd of Magestica's prospered. 

She glanced over and found Demona sitting alone on her throne. Victoria slowly made her way to Demona, so not to draw attention to herself.

"Hey Demona." Victoria spoke in a broken groan.

"Hi Victoria." Demona said dryly. "Melina and Alexis wanted me to tell you Happy Birthday.'

"Aw. That's sweet. It's a shame they had to leave." Victoria said, more concerned about Demona somber mood.

"Did you mean what you said earlier?" Demona asked.

"I said a lot of things earlier, Demona. But I meant everything I said." Victoria responded.

Victoria looked up to see that Skye had joined Desmond, Colin and Andrew. Conspicuous by his absence, was Frederick. 

"So, I can't help my feelings for Desmond, even though he's my brother and it's wrong?" Demona continued. 

Victoria kept a curious eye out for Frederick while she stayed engaged in the conversation with Demona.

"No. I've always believed that you feel what you feel, regardless of the situation." Victoria responded again.

"Do you think Desmond feels the same way about me?" Demona asked.

"I don't know, Demona. I've only heard what's going on from you." 

"I want to think he does. But, a part of me feels like I'll always be second to Skye." 

Victoria decided she was going to be forthright with her sister.

"Demona. I'm not trying to be mean when I say this, but you have to understand that what you and Desmond have can't be anything more than...than...well, whatever it is you're doing. You can never marry. You can never have children. Desmond is very much aware of this. The two of you are exploring and satisfying a desire. But you will always be second to Skye because, she's not his sister." Victoria lectured.

Demona sighed like it's not what she wanted to hear.

"Skye is someone Desmond can marry, and have a family with, start his own Kingdom with, or be his Queen when he eventually takes rule of Magestica." Victoria continued.




Princest Ch. 05



"Oh God." Demona responded with disgust.

"I'm not saying he's going to marry Skye. I'm saying Skye represents what he is in search of. You love him and he loves you. But it can never be that happily ever after love. Eventually, you're both going to move on." 

Demona folded her arms and looked over at Desmond and Skye, laughing and innocently touching each other. Colin and Andrew have drifted a little further from them. 

"You were dancing with Andrew there for a while, Demona." Victoria added. "Something could be there with the two of you."

Demona looked back over at Andrew and Colin. 

"Whatever you and Desmond have, it works for the short-term, but as he's looking for his Skye, you should be looking for your Andrew." Victoria advised. "Just...think about it.

Victoria brought her eyes away from Demona and glared angrily at Desmond and Skye. She stood up.

"As for those two. I'll take care of this." Victoria said.

She strode intently over to Desmond and Skye just as the princess was flirtatiously touching his arm. 

Demona smiled slightly as she looked up to the night sky. She stood up and slowly left the courtyard.

Victoria stepped in front of Skye. 

"I'm ready to enjoy myself Desmond. You owe me." Victoria said with the sweetest of smiles.

Desmond snickered and led her to the dancing area where they found the rhythm of the music and moved together. 

Skye stared wide-eyed, realizing there was no way she was going to be able to defeat Victoria. Not on this day, anyway. 

She turned and joined Colin and Andrew. Andrew stared at her intently while Colin looked around in search of someone. 

Desmond and Victoria laughed as the song came to an end. 

"See, I told you." Desmond assured.

"You were right." Victoria responded. 

Another slow melody started and Desmond attempted to turn away but Victoria pulled him close to her. She wrapped her arms around him. 

"Don't even think about it." She said softly before laying her head on his chest. 

Desmond indulged and placed his hands on her hips. The two swayed to the beautiful sounds. 

Skye gave a singular glare before rolling her eyes and walking away. 

Andrew shortly followed behind her. 

At the song ended, the musicians blended beautifully into another soft tune. 

Victoria leaned her body tight against Desmond, her hands caressing his neck as she nuzzled into his chest. 

Around the siblings, the courtyard started to empty signifying the party was coming to an end. 

Victoria cooed in the protective embrace of Desmond. 

"Oh Victoria." Desmond whispered. "I'm so happy you were able to enjoy your birthday."

Victoria squeezed a strong hug to her brother. 

The King and Queen left the courtyard, arm in arm. The music stopped and Victoria brought her head up and looked into Desmond's eyes. They shared a comforting smile before separating. 

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Skye stood out front of the castle. She was ready to have a service member summon her coach when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned to see Andrew standing behind her.

"What is it, Andrew?" Skye snapped. "I'm trying to get out of here."

"You and I aren't done." Andrew responded. 

Skye glanced back at him.

"What?" She asked.

"You had your fun with me. Now, it's my turn." He responded cooley. 

"Um." Was all Skye could mutter before Andrew took her hand and led her across the main road to the garden. 

He led her behind a large green bush, completely out of view of the castle entrance. He turned her around so she faced away from him. 

"Come on. You know what Andrew likes." He said.

Skye turned her head back to look at him with raised eyebrows. She saw his look was very serious. 

Slowly, she slid the straps of her dress down over her shoulders. Freeing her arms, she pressed it down her body until it dropped to the grassy floor. 

Andrew slowly turned her around to face him. He admired the perfection that was the nude Skye. Her large breasts stood out firmly from her perfectly slim body. Her tanned skin glimmered in the moonlight. 

Skye ran her hands up and down her thighs and over her torso. She stared at Andrew, not breaking eye contact. Not even blinking. 

She exhaled in relief when she saw a smile come over his face. She looked down and noticed his silk pants were sticking out from his erection. 

"By myself?" she asked softly.

"For now." he responded equally as soft.

Skye stepped her legs apart and brought her hands up the insides of her thighs. One hand travelled up over her bush to her stomach and eventually to her breast.

She brought her other hand between her legs, using a finger to work through the folds of her sex and locate her clitoris. 

She closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip as she immediately became increasingly aroused. 

"Oh yeah, baby. Just like that." He said.

"Mmmmmm." Skye responded as she fondled her breast with one hand and massaged her clit with the other. 

Andrew began to loosen the ties of his shirt. He let it drop to the floor. 

Skye opened her eyes briefly, shocked to see that Andrew sported a very nice body, lean but muscular. A smile came over her face as she closed her eyes again.

Andrew untied his silk pants and slid them off as well, his erection standing at full attention.

"Uhhhh. Ohhh." Skye let out as an orgasm began to build inside her.

"That's enough." Andrew said suddenly.

Skye opened her eyes and looked at him.

"Lay down." Andrew said.

Skye complied and laid down on the grass. Andrew knelt between her legs. He pressed one leg outward and the other propped on his shoulder, He positioned his erection at the mouth of her aroused sex. 

Thrusting his hips forward, he entered her easily. 

"Ohhhh." Skye let out a surprised moan.

Andrew held her legs at almost a ninety degree angle as he slowly pushed in and out of her. 

"Oh Andrew. Yes. Just like that." Skye moaned out.

She grabbed her breasts with both hands, kneading them and squeezing her nipples while he slid steadily in and out of her. 

Her eyes shut tight as her body rocked back and forth on the grass. 

Andrew sped things up a bit as his erection throbbed. 

Skye released her breasts and braced herself by gripping the grass on either side of her. 

Andrew thrusts a few more times before pulling out and releasing his orgasm onto the prone princess. 

"Uhh. Uhh." he let out as shots of semen flew from him. 

Skye breathed heavily. She reached a hand down and began to furiously massage her clitoris.

"Ohhhhh. Ohhhh." she moaned.

It was a very short time after Andrew had finished but Skye had brought herself to orgasm. 

Andrew lay on his side next to Skye.

"That was nice." she said as she turned her head to look at him.

"That was fantastic." Andrew admitted.

"I think I really needed that." Skye said to him.

"What do you mean?" he inquired.

"Nothing. Don't worry about it." Skye said. "I thought you always had a thing for Demona. Why would you have done this with me?"

"I think Demona already has someone." Andrew said.

This statement confused Skye as she had no idea what to make of it. She looked curiously at him but decided tonight was not the night to investigate that statement any further.

She stood up and put her dress back on. Andrew did the same.

"You have a good night, Andrew." she said.

"You too, Skye." he responded. 

The two of them made their way out of the garden and back to the castle entrance. Andrew stayed with Skye until her coach was summoned and she left.



Princest Ch. 06



Victoria undressed in her bedroom. A very long day of celebrating with the Kingdom had finally come to an end.

She watched Skye's coach depart, which brought a smile to her face. She successfully kept her and Desmond away from each other. 

She also saw Andrew leave. This brought on a little disappointment. He and Demona had danced and she was hoping more would have come of it. That would help Demona in a big way with her predicament.

Still, as the celebration came to an end, Victoria's night was just beginning.

Dressed in a soft, light purple, night robe, Victoria gave herself a once over in her mirror before leaving the room. She realized what she wanted, or at least, she thinks she wanted, but she had to find out. 

Carefully, she made her way down the hall. As she passed her parents room, she heard the same moans of pleasure from behind the door that started the chaos that this day would become. 

She continued down the hall and turned the corner. The hallway was empty and dim. 

She approached Desmond's bedroom door. She reached down and gave the knob a turn and the door opened. Quickly, she entered the room and locked the door behind her. 

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Demona wandered the halls of the lower floor of castle. She took slow steps, pretending to observe the decor on the walls. She found herself back in the main room. She stopped at the bottom of the main stairway. She observed the perfect precision in which Bayard had the staff work to clean up the party. 

In the morning, no one would even know that a celebration had taken place.She thought to herself. 

She took a deep breath and ascended the stairs. She had to hurry to her room and get ready. Desmond was expecting her. 

She reached her room and looked across the hall to Desmond's. She saw a light was on so she knew he was still awake.

She entered her room and quickly got undressed. She opened her closet and went through every night garment she had until she found the one she wanted. And there it was.

"He'll love this." she said aloud to herself.

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Victoria stepped softly along Desmond's floor. She noticed his princely suit draped over the clothing depository for the maids to clean in the morning. 

A tiny splash got her attention as Desmond was in his bathroom, undoubtedly getting cleaned up for bed, or perhaps, for company. The door was slightly ajar.

Victoria drew in a deep breath before making her way across his room, her footfalls as silent and still as the night. 

She leaned over and peered through the slightly opened door. 

Desmond was attired only in his bottom sleep garment. She admired his shirtless body, so well-made. 

She stepped to the side as Desmond approached his door. He left the bathroom and strode past her without even noticing her presence. 

"Ahem." Victoria let out in her softest of voices. 

Desmond turned to see her. 

"Victoria...what...what are you doing here?" Desmond stammered.

Victoria stayed silent. She slowly moved toward him until she stood right in front of his tall frame.

"I have to tell you something, Desmond." She spoke softly.

"Okay. Can't this wait until morning?" Desmond responded.

"No. It has to be now. Right now." She insisted.

"So. What do you need to tell me?"

"All day long, I've been dealing with...certain things." Victoria started. "Remember what you said to me about taking an interest in the opposite sex?"

"Yes."

"Well, I have been. I have been even before you came to my room." Victoria admitted.

Desmond looked at her, a bit of confusion and intrigue on his face.

"I've watched you all day today, Desmond." Victoria continued. "I was watching every time Skye flirted with you, touching you and putting on a show in public while around you."

"Why is everybody all bent out of shape over Skye and myself?" Desmond defended.

"I also saw you with Demona today." Victoria came clean.

Desmond's eyes widened before he looked away.

"Um...About that..." Desmond stammered.

"Shut Up." Victoria cut him off almost playfully. "You see Desmond, what I've come to realize is, I want what Demona and Skye want." 

At that, she undid her robe and let it fall to the floor, bearing all of her glory to him. 

He eyed her up and down, taking in the sight of unmatched beauty that stood in front of him. 

Nervously, he glanced over at his door, seemingly expecting someone else.

"It's locked." Victoria said.

Desmond stood speechless. Victoria's eyes travelled from his eyes down his body, eventually fixating down below. Eagerly, she reached and grabbed the waist of his bottom sleep garment and undid the singular strap, pulling it loose, and tugging them down.  

Desmond's member sprung free, quickly growing to a full erection. 

Victoria's hands dropped to her sides, her eyes travelling back up his body and meeting his gaze.

Desmond's eyes did the travelling this time, taking it all in. He gazed upon her full and heaving breasts. 

"Demona is supposed to be coming here tonight." He said as he studied Victoria's enticing body.

"She'll just have to wait her turn." Victoria said.

Desmond giggled at the comment but Victoria looked as serious as ever.

"Um..." Desmond started.

Victoria took his hand and led him to the bed. 

Quickly he lifted her and placed her on his bed. She slid backwards until her head rested on one of his pillows. Desmond crawled into his bed and followed her up. 

He reached his hands up and pressed the insides of her legs apart. Victoria's eyebrows raised in curiosity. She watched as Desmond licked his lip and lowered his mouth over her warm and aroused sex.

"Uhhhhh." Victoria gasped. 

Desmond's moist lips met her labia with a soft kiss. He let out his tongue and it worked its way between the folds of her sex in search of the bud of her clitoris, finding it with relative easy.

"Ohhhh." Victoria moaned.

Her legs squirmed and she gripped the sheets of his bed. Desmond firmed his grasp of her thighs, pushing her legs further apart and holding them in place. 

Victoria's legs tensed and stiffened. She pressed her hips upward as his tongue pressed and massaged her rapidly swelling clitoris. 

"Uhhh. Uhhhhhhh." 

Victoria was very vocal with her moans, the sensation driving her mad. Desmond worked slowly, methodically, bringing her arousal to undiscovered heights.

"Uhhh. Ohhhhh. Desmond. Oh My God." Victoria whimpered and whined her moans. 

Desmond's tongue persisted it's exploration of her sex, tasting her, massaging her. Her arousal glazing his tongue. His hands kneaded the insides of her thighs as they held them apart and in place. 

Victoria's eyes widened as that familiar pressure mounted inside her, only much stronger than any of the previous times today. 

She gasped for breath as she released a most intense orgasm. One that caused her body to shake and spasm uncontrollably. 

"Oh God." Victoria squealed.

Desmond wouldn't relent, his tongue continued massaging her swollen bud, sending jolting spasms throughout the entire lower half of her body. His tongue was like magic.

Victoria gripped and pulled at the sheets as she strained through the sensation. 

Desmond slowly pulled away from her. He leaned up and looked down into her eyes. She gazed up at him with a look of struggle on her face. 

Desmond gave her a reassuring smile. He reached down and caressed her cheek. Victoria reached up and interlocked her fingers with his. She nuzzled her cheek into his soft touch. 

Desmond pressed his hips forward allowing his erection to brush against her moist mound.

"Mmm." Victoria hummed.

Desmond reached his other hand down and guided the head of his throbbing erection against the gaping mouth of her sex. He pressed lightly until the ridge of his head was across the threshold. 

Victoria's eyes went wide with fright. Desmond held her cheek and caressed her jaw with his thumb. 

"You'll be okay, Victoria. I promise." Desmond reassured her.

Desmond slowly pushed his hips down, pressing his large member slowly into her. Victoria sucked in a deep breath and closed her eyes tight as he broke past her hymen and officially took her virginity away. 

Desmond stopped shortly after and pulled back.

"Uhhh." Victoria grunted.

Desmond traced his thumb up her jaw and across her lips. He circled his thumb along her lips until they parted. He inserted the tip of his thumb into her mouth, his fingertips still caressing her cheek.

Slowly, he pressed inside her again, pushing just a little bit deeper this time.

"Mmm. Mmm." Victoria moaned through closed lips that were wrapped tightly around his thumb.

Desmond brought his other hand up and ran his fingers through her hair, comforting her.

He pulled back and lowered again, going in even a bit deeper this time, Victoria's arousal creating a slickness that eased the pressure of his penetrations.

Desmond hummed a low moan as her sex throbbed tightly around his erection. 

He continued to slowly ease in and out of her, using only about half of his sizeable member. Victoria breathed weakly through each push. 

Desmond took both of her hands into his, interlocking their fingers. Smoothly, he guided them above her and head and held them down against the bed.

He lowered his face to hers, both feeling each other's breath against their faces. 

"Uhhhh." Desmond suddenly let out. 

Victoria tightened her fingers against his. Desmond withdrew from her just as his seed fired from him and splashed over Victoria's nude torso. 

Desmond breathed heavily as his member rested on Victoria's pelvis. Victoria opened her eyes and looked at him. Desmond returned the glance. With a desired look in her eyes, she raised her hips, inviting him to continue. 

Desmond released one of her hands and guided his still erect and pulsating member back into her wanting sex.

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Demona was dressed in an exceptional robe of the finest silk. It was short, stretching just barely past her hips. It was a glimmering gold color that matched her hair. 

She observed herself in her mirror. She looked as beautiful as ever. Giving her hair a few more brushes, she was ready for a night she would make sure Desmond never forgot.

She opened her door and stepped out into the hallway. She straightened herself up. She stepped across to Desmond's door. 

"Demona." A deep, soft voice called out.

Demona turned to see Prince Frederick standing behind her. 

"Frederick?" 

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"I...um...nothing. What are you doing up here?" she stammered.

Frederick glided toward her, staring her in the eyes.

"I was actually just coming to see you." He said.

Demona was taken aback. 

"You were looking for me? Why?" she asked.

Frederick was right next to her now. He was almost circling around her. 

Demona raised an eyebrow as she waited for an answer.

"Because, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." He answered smoothly.

Demona stared at him with a curious eye.

"Um. I...Thank you. Really. I'm very flattered." Demona said, still unsure of how to react to this sudden change of events.

Frederick reached out and took her hand in his.

"I've wanted to tell you that since your birthday. I just, never had the courage before. But after seeing you tonight, I knew that this was the night I had to tell you. If I didn't do it now, I feel like I never would." Frederick confessed.

Demona looked at the striking, well-dressed prince. The talk she had with Victoria immediately came to mind and for the first time this entire day, she wasn't thinking about Desmond. 

In one swift move, Frederick pulled her to him and used a common dance move to spin her around until she was leaning against her own bedroom door.

"Oh My." Demona said, surprised by the move. 

Frederick brought a hand up to her face and ran his fingers down her cheek.

"No princess in the land can compare to your beauty, Demona." Frederick continued to compliment. 

Demona blinked rapidly, speechless. Utterly speechless.

Frederick brought his other hand up over her hip and slid it over her back. Demona reached her hands out and rested them on his torso as she stared up at him. 

She heard the click of her door opening. Frederick had reach around her and opened her door. Demona stumbled back but Frederick held her up. 

Wrapping his arms around her waist, he lifted her up and their lips met in a heavy and passionate kiss. Frederick walked her into her room, kicking the door closed behind him.

He walked her all the way across the room to her bed. He placed her down on the bed and broke the kiss. He tugged the sash of her robe loose while Demona quickly worked on unbuttoning his silk shirt. 

Her robe fell open and Frederick pushed it down off her shoulders. Demona turned her attention to the laces of his pants, eagerly working the ties lose. She tugged his pants down exposing his already erect member. 

Frederick removed his shirt. Demona took his member into her hands and began to stroke the long length. Frederick lay his head back enjoying Demona's touch. She caressed his firm torso with her free hand. 

Frederick reached his hands out, placing one on her shoulder, and cradling his other hand around the back of her head.

Demona leaned forward and parted her lips, taking the head of his member into her mouth. 

"Oh yes, Demona." Frederick whispered. 

Demona stroked the base of his member while she suckled the head. Frederick's hand guided her head forward and she started to take more of him into her mouth. 

Frederick massaged the back of her neck with one hand while his other hand took a light handful of her hair, guiding her back and forth on his member. 

Demona muffled a moan as she took most of his length, her tongue massaging his base as it probed her mouth. 

He released her hair and neck. Demona withdrew his cock from her mouth and stroked the slick shaft a few times before he helped her to her feet, the robe finally falling from her body and to the floor. 

Frederick took her in the same dance move and spun her around and leaned her against the wall. He lifted her up and Demona wrapped her legs around his waist and an arm around his shoulder. She reached her other hand down and grabbed the eager member and guided it inside her.

"Ohhhh." She called out at first penetration.

Frederick slid smoothly in and out of her, pushing all the way into her before withdrawing. Demona held her arms tight around his shoulders, moaning into his ear. 

"Oh Yes. Ohhhhh." She whispered her moans of encouragement.

Frederick paced himself nicely, sliding in and out with steady strokes. Demona grew more and more aroused with each thrust, the rush of an orgasm quickly approaching. 

Demona started pressing her hips into his with each push, their pubic bones colliding each time. 

Demona breathed rapidly.

"Ohhhhhh. Oh Frederick. I'm cumming. I'm cumming." Demona called out.

Her orgasm rushed on like an explosion between her legs. Her body shook and shivered as she clung to him. Frederick held himself inside her while her tension persisted. 

"Oh My God." Demona moaned breathlessly.

Holding her in place, he spun around and lay her on the bed, keeping himself embedded in her. He lay on top of her and resumed his thrusting, pressing into her stronger and faster now. 

His erection stiffened as the blood rushed to his loins.

"Uhhhh." Frederick let out.

He pulled out as his orgasm released, spurting out and coating the Princess' lower body. 

Frederick collapsed onto the bed next to her. Demona ran her fingers through the Prince's hair. 

"Wow." She said with satisfaction. "You were amazing, Frederick."

"You as well, Princess." He responded with a smile.

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Victoria gripped Desmond's hands tightly. She moaned in perfect rhythm with his slow gliding thrusts. He was pushing deep into her now, still taking it slow. His lips were working over her thick and sensitive nipples, sucking them, nibbling them, trapping them with his tightened lips.

"Huhhhhhh. Ohhhh YES." Victoria whispered a moan.

Like a flash, the pressure built between her legs and she found release. Her body shivered through another orgasm. 

"Ohhhhh. OHHHH." Victoria moaned, squirming uncontrollably under Desmond's body.

Desmond raised up to his knees. He grabbed Victoria behind her knees and pushed her legs back. He mounted her and pressed his throbbing member back inside. 

"Uhhhh." Victoria moaned.

Desmond raised and lowered his hips at a much quicker pace now, as he invaded her, burying himself deep within Victoria with each plunge. 

He leaned his body back down, pinning her more to the bed. For the first time, their lips met as he took her into a deep kiss. 

His strong hands locked back with hers and he pinned them back above her head. Her ankles were held in place by his strong shoulders. 

Desmond drove his hips hard and fast, pounding into his virgin sister's slick, aroused sex. The bed creaked and rocked as the driving force of his hips moved both of their bodies as one. 

"Uhnnn. Uhnnnn." Victoria moaned into the kiss.

Sweat glistened off both of their bodies, causing them to slip around against each other. Desmond released her hands and raised back up on his knees, allowing her legs to fall to the side. He reached under Victoria's lower back and lifted her. 

Desmond rolled over onto his back, keeping himself inside her, and bringing her on top of him. Victoria's short stature barely allowed her to straddle him. She brought her legs up and rested them on Desmond's thighs. She balanced herself with her hands on his chest. 

Without delay, she rocked back on forth on him, taking all of him in. 

"OH. Ohh." She yelled.

Victoria tensed as another orgasm rushed on and took over her body. 

Desmond grabbed two strong handfuls of her ass and guided her up and down on his shaft.

"Ahhhh. Ahhhh." Victoria whined. 

"Uhhhh. Victoria. Oh God." Desmond bellowed.

Guiding her with his hands, he pounced the petite sister up and down on him, burying his pulsating cock all the way into her. 

He moved her off of him as semen shot and spilled out of him like a volcanic eruption. Victoria watched on in amazement as small spurts of the liquid seemed to endlessly shoot out of him. 

Desmond collapsed on the bed, exhausted. 

Victoria reached over and took his softening member into her hand. Slowly, she stroked her hand up and down the entire length, even brushing the tips of her fingers over his head. 

Desmond shook and twitched at the sensation. He could barely stand it.

"Oh God, Victoria. Stop. Please stop." He pleaded.

Victoria giggled to herself, but continued the stroking, bringing him back to full erection. 

Desmond sat up and looked at her. Victoria gave him the sweetest of smiles as she turned around and positioned herself on her hands and knees. 

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As the morning sun beamed through an opening in her drapes, Demona continued to ride on top of Prince Frederick. He was exhausted and overwhelmed at the insatiability of the beautiful Princess. 

Bucking her hips up and down, she humped hard onto Frederick's struggling erection. 

"Oh Yes. I'm gonna cum again. I'm gonna cum again." Demona called out.

She pressed down on Frederick's shoulders, pinning him to the bed. Her legs were locked around his. She stared down at her drained lover as she bucked and thrust wildly, taking as much of him as she could. 

One final pounce and she rested on his pubic region, keeping him fully within her. She tensed as another orgasm rushed, sending her into a quivering release. 

"Uhhhhhh...Ohhhhhh." She moaned in a cracked voice.

She collapsed onto Frederick, her body slack and out of energy. Breathing heavily, she rested her head on his chest, his softening erection still inside her. 




Princest Ch. 06



"Oh My God, Frederick. That was the most amazing experience I've ever had." She whispered.

"You were fantastic, Princess Demona." Frederick assured.

The two rested a moment. Frederick caressed her back with both hands. Demona responded by placing soft kisses along his chest. 

"So, I was thinking." Frederick spoke softly. "I would really like to take you out. Perhaps we can go to dinner?" 

Demona cooed in agreement as she nuzzled into his chest. 

"Great. I'll pick you up tomorrow evening and we'll head into one of the outlying villages." He suggested.

Demona raised her head and looked up at him.

"That would be perfect." She agreed. 

At that, she dismounted him and they both got out of bed. The prince stood and got dressed on wobbly legs. Demona put on a robe and walked him to the door. She opened it for him and the two stepped out into the hallway. He turned and looked into her eyes. 

"Until tomorrow night then?" He said smoothly.

"I can't wait." Demona answered with enthusiasm.

Frederick leaned down and kissed her tenderly on the lips. 

"Good Day, my Princess." He said with a bow.

Demona glowed with a smile as Frederick turned and headed down the hall. Her smile quickly disappeared as Desmond was headed her way, coming down the same hall. 

She watched as Desmond glared at Frederick as he passed. Frederick offered him a bow before turning the corner. Desmond looked back at her. Demona looked away.

Desmond strode to her.

"Demona, did Frederick stay with you all night?" 

Demona sighed and continued avoiding eye contact.

"Demona." Desmond said with authority.

She looked up stared him in the eyes.

"Yes, Desmond." Demona answered. "He stayed with me last night." 

Desmond looked at her, shocked by her answer.

"So, you and Frederick?" Desmond asked.

Demona smiled at him.

"He's picking me up tomorrow and we're headed to the outer villages for dinner." 

Demona reached up and touched his face gently. She turned and went into her room, closing the door behind her. 

Desmond stood in the hallway, dumbfounded. As he heard her door lock, he looked back to where Frederick had disappeared around the corner. 

He raised his eyebrows curiously and turned and went into his room. 

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Victoria's bedroom door opened and she staggered in. She walked gingerly to her bathroom and immediately drew a bath.

She let her robe drop to the floor and looked herself over in the mirror. Her hair was a mess. Her body was sticky from the dried remnants of Desmond's multiple orgasms. She was extremely tender between her legs, and still slick from her own orgasms. 

She stepped into her tub and sunk into the steaming hot water, which on any normal day would make her cringe but today, soothed her like a massage. 

She lay her head back and replayed the events of her birthday through her mind. The reason she was driving herself crazy was because she had a burning desire to be with Desmond. She understood now why Demona was so out of sorts throughout the day. 

Somewhere in her mind, she knew she had wanted Desmond from the moment she watched Demona and him. All of the searching, the persistent desire to be alone, all of the masturbating, was all driven by her want for him. That want was more than satisfied as they spent the entire night together, and they didn't sleep. 

Victoria and Desmond explored so much about their adulthood together last night. They had sex so many times, explored so many positions, and shared so many orgasms she lost count. She was also sure that they would still be engaged in sex at this moment if the sunrise didn't bring them back to reality. 

She was surprised she was able to walk back to her room. Desmond did escort her as far as the staircase but the sight of Bayard and the morning maids caused them to part ways so they wouldn't get caught. 

As it turned out, she enjoyed this birthday more than any other day. While it was fun to actually experience what it was to become a woman, she enjoyed the idea so much more that it was Desmond she was with.

She also knew that there was no future. She knew they couldn't marry. They couldn't have a family or rule a Kingdom together. Eventually, she would need to find a Prince to marry as well, just as she advised Demona.

Her thoughts turned to Demona. 

What did she end up doing last night? Victoria thought.

She remembered Desmond say he was expecting her. 

I guess I got in the way of that plan. Victoria thought to herself with a snicker.

Her thoughts turned to what she should do moving forward. There weren't many prospects around for her. Surely, Desmond and Demona would continue to mess around until they were ready to move on. She wasn't sure she would indulge in anymore activity with Desmond. She figured she got it out of her system. 

She did enjoy her dance with Prince Frederick. And he was a dashing young man. He was polite and respectful. He was a very good dancer. Most importantly, she felt very comfortable in his embrace. 

The idea of exploring a possibility with Prince Frederick is something she is very interested in doing. 

If it's not meant to be, there is a whole world out there, and now that she's eighteen, she had some exploring to do.

THE END