The Opal and the Prize[Closed for JadeKnight]

The princess gulped softly as the queen freed her breasts, her pink nipples erect and standing tall. She realized Octavia was fully committed to undress her and reveal her secret.

She wiggles on the coach a bit, the movement allowing her dress to get pulled down a bit. She moaned into the passionate kiss, returning it with a little more energy than the first one. Her tongue gently caressed Octavia's tongue in return.

She did whimper a little as the queen's hand was near the bow in the red ribbon that held her dress tight around her, a simple tug to undoing everything. She was finally able to rub her thighs together, trying to soothe the heat between them. She could feel her juices ruining from her virgin pussy and the tip of her cock.
 
Octavia grips the little red ribbon as she has figured by now it was the binder to the taught fabric that held the prize. The flawless skin, the pert breasts and she bet a beautiful and trimmed virgin prize. It was beautiful as she slowly tugged at the ribbon.

As she slowly tugged her lips moved from yours and kissed down the neck. As she continues down the flesh her soft lips teasing the flesh each kiss soft and firm, taking time to lightly leave an impression. From neck to calvical until she stops to admire Godiva's supple breasts. she giggled"Such gorgeous breasts, To think I'm the second person to touch them so intimately!"

The older woman exclaimed as she kissed between the two perfect breasts. AS she did more of the ribbon was freed, slowly working it, to enhance the mood. Entice and tease the young nubile woman beneath her. It was going well her lips teased until she got to the end of the sternum and pulled away once more. She was about to speak when a large bell sounded by the door.

Octavia pouted instantly as she slid back to a more rigid stature and quickly pulled the cloth back over Godivas' chest."Yes what is needed?"is all she said as she waited for the voice to reply form the other side of the door.

"Sorry to disturb you and Princess Tudor, but I need to show her to her quarters before the luncheon, I am sorry with disturbing you but it would be unwise for both you and the princess to not attend the luncheon," Roderick said still behind the door, ever the dutiful advisor.

"Yes, you are right. We shall delay it for an hour, as I must freshen up. Princess Godiva, please enjoy your stay. Your things have been unpacked in the guest quarters. I shall see you at the Luncheon."She said out loud. She however leaned in and smiled looking straight at you.

"As for us, shall we meet afterward? I would love to show you my sitting room. It right next to my bedroom. I'll make sure to have the servants ask for your favorite pastries so we can enjoy them together."The older stateswoman said almost as if she were a woman near to your age! It was intoxicating, this powerful woman so free and open as well as drunk on the flesh of a younger woman. Octavia though would contain herself. She would have her prize eventually.
 
As the ribbon was released, the princess blushed as few had seen her completely naked beyond her family and servants. She knew the ribbon was the next to last barrier to her family secret. She did lift her head slightly as the queen laid soft kisses down her neck, enjoying the feel of the queen's soft lips. It was a comforting feeling that the queen was trying to be so gentle.

She did lift her upper body up a little so that the queen could work the dress downward to see her supple breasts. Something told her that she was letting herself go too soon, that this should have been for her husband. They only thing she did was to turn her head slightly in embarrassment, trying to ease things through.

It was almost a relief to hear the knock on the door and Rodrick interrupting them. It allowed her to calm a bit as she listened to the little conversation between Godiva and Rodrick. She nibbled on her lower lips for a moment as the queen laid out her plan for them to get together after lunch. The princess nodded softly for a moment.

"If that is what you wish majesty."

She gave a little smile for a moment before carefully trying to pull her dress back up so she would look a little presentable to the others without causing any rumors.
 
"Please Princess do take the time to change, We have the time. I myself will be in something more commanding"'She says as she begins to fix her hair. as she does she stands and strides over to a set of doors. She was a force to be sure, every step confident and heavy.


As Octavia strode she smiled this princess would become her lover. Granted she would have to marry her oafish son. He was shooting blanks, but he also was the heir. Octavia would keep that ruse going for a magically altered body to impregnate another woman would be frowned upon. Also to have her bare another child with a man who was not her husband would also be a bastard and no heir.

Sighing Octavia often wished she had been born a merchant's daughter to enjoy a variety of lovers and not deal with the overwhelming responsibility of politics and ruling. Still, without her, the Kingdom would be far worse for wear.

---------------------The Luncheon-------------------------

Octavia had kept the attendees waiting. She was washed, rinsed, and dressed by her ladies in waiting. She teased them as well, her lust not allowed to be satiated The Queen took it out on them. Eventually she was allowed to dress.

In doing so her personal guards,A group of four blonde women in armor and resplendent blue, flanked her on each of her four flanks. Once inside after Roderick announced her she smiled and strode to the finely upholstered chair at the end of a coffee table. As she watches the others go through the protocol as she then gestures for everyone to sit and she followed suit.

"Welcome ladies this is a luncheon for me to hear more about you, your likes and dislikes your motivations and a few other fun tidbits. I will listen and mull over your stories. First however let us get the tea and pastries"She says clapping and in comes servants with tea, pastries, and sandwiches.

AS the servant's end Octavia gestures to one of the women and she begins to speak. As she does Octavia turns her gaze onto the young nubile Godiva. The gaze is full of lust and longing, thought she satiated her lust on a couple of maids she did not get the true heart of her desire the beautiful and stunning Godiva.

The Three other suitors began to speak, Octavias' gaze didn't shift from the blonde. A sheer predatory grin on her face as sultry eyes hungrily lap at the visage of the blonde beauty. Octavia's mind so focused heard nothing the other women said, but she was conscious enough to hear the last one finish and her Herald Roderick once again announced Princess Godiva, Octavia sat fully up letting her glare take in the woman who was formally announced, her attention full and focused on the blonde. She would hang on the womans ever word as she drank in the beauty and physique of the young woman, the only one who would be the next Queen of Korsova.
 
Once the princess was back in the room set aside for her, she let go of the breathe she didn't know she was holding. Her heart was still racing from the whole affair, as it was something she was not expecting to happen with the queen. As she calmed herself down, her maid was picking out another dress for here to change into. After all, the princess was used to changing dresses for eating, something a little less formal.

Once she was washed and dressed, Roderick took her into the luncheon with the other three ladies. They seemed to give her very judging looks for her attire, but Godiva just smiled sweetly to them. She took her place at the table as she waited on the queen to arrive.

She quickly stood when the queen came in, waiting till she was commanded to sit. She did blush deeply as the queen stared at her so intensely, shifting in her seat a little. She ate carefully as she listened to the other three speak their stories, mindful of the queen's staring. When it was her turn to speak, she was speechless for a moment. She wasn't sure what to speak of first. She didn't want to be boring, but she went into the first thing that came to mind.

That was her first attempt at horse riding. Her story telling was a little clumsy, cutting off in places as she tried to think of how to best tell it. She told how she had ended up falling off several times during her first lesson because she was so young and a little clumsy at catching on to keeping her balance.
 
Octavia listened as she was bored. She did not realize observing and securing a suitor for her son would be so boring. Aside from the rendevous with Godiva, this was shaping up to be a literal chore. Octavia had done many things in her political career as a monarch. So many that she often found them tedious, but parties were the highlight of her tenure. Well, parties and war! Still, this was torturous.

The monarch waited to give a slight smile to each of the suitors as they spoke of likes and dislikes, as well as antidotes of their youth. Most were dull. Eventually, it went around a few times and Octavia raised her hand for the speakers to stop.

" I see very courtly lives you have led. Tell me, my dear ladies, have you ever been in battle?"The Queen says as she sipped on her tea and smiled."The Women of Korvosa go to War alongside men. It is a tradition we have after too many men where dying and the women had to rise to the occasion. Hince the reason why Korvosan Sovereignty passes via the Queens line instead of the kings. I did not have a daughter but I did have a son and he would be King. However you, my dear ladies would have equal power here, and should conflict arise would have to fight alongside my son."

The Queen let her stern gaze fall upon each of them. It was smoldering with confidence and superiority until it met the face of Godiva and it softened a bit before turning a bit feral as she wanted to devour that woman from head to toe."This has made me think about a few of the festivities we have here. I might have to change a few things."

The powerful Queen is known as the Opal then gestured for them ot continue. This time she would look only at Godiva, taking in the curves and contour of the young nubile woman. Drinking in the very look of this young woman, made her want to ravish her some more. Such a gorgeous girl with the true trappings of greatness, she wanted her.

AS the talks wound down the Queen rose."This has been the most enlightening ladies. Feel free to ask for any dish to be prepared for you. You shall dine in your rooms tonight. Tomorrow will be an early one. So get plenty of sleep. With that, I shall bid you ladies adue."

After the woman replied to her exit in the proper manner the Queen left with guards in tow. She would retreat, taking her meal in the study and discussing with her advisors on a multitude of things before she finally changed and smiled. She had her plan in motion. The Maid assigned to Godiva would tell her when the maiden would be ready for bed. Octavia would head down and surprise her. it would pick up from where they left off she knew.

As if on cue the maid knocked and then after Octavia permitted her to enter she was told of such an event. The Queen stood in her lingerieShe was resplendent, her body tingling with excitement as she slipped on the robe and exited her suites. Down some well-hidden back hallways to the guest suites, the Queen was alive with the prospect of having more of the young princess. So much that she nearly jumped when she nodded to her guards and gently rapt on the chamber door.

"Princess Godiva,"Octivia announced as she stood outside the door."It is Queen Octavia do you have a moment to talk, I would love to have your thoughts on a few things that trouble me to form earlier?"She asked politely. Which for her was strange. What was this woman doing to her? Sneaking about like a young girl who fancied some stable boy. What was becoming of her?
 
Godiva did smile a little when the queen told of changing her trials to something geared more towards war. It wasn't that she was excited about going to war, but she was wanting to show off her swordsmanship skills. She felt most comfortable when holding a sword, enjoying the rush she often got from practicing with it. She didn't really know what actual combat was like, which made her both scared and excited at the same time.

She was a bit relieved when they were told to head to bed, this whole affair making her exhausted. That and the animalistic way Octavia stared at her during the entire meal. It was a little scary, much like when they had been alone in her parlor.She gave her own curtsy to the queen before leaving to head to her room.

Once she was in her room, a wave of relief washed over her. She hoped that the next day wouldn't be so intense, wondering what sort of expectations she would be held up to. She carefully undressed with the help of her maid, changing into her nightgown before sitting on the bed as she watched her maid get things ready for the next day. Her eyes were slowly dropping when their was a knock on the door. She stood up quickly hearing the queen's voice as her maid went to answer the door. Her maid gave a curtsy to the queen as she opened the door before giving one to Godiva, stepping aside so the queen could enter.

"Please, come in majesty."
 
seeing the young beautiful Godiva in her night gown the Queen steps in. As she does she turns and gestures for the door to be shut." Tell me Princess have you ever had such a late night guest before in your chambers?"

It was a question, a simple one. The Queen was still puzzled as to how such a beautiful and majestic creature as Godiva,not have done as she did in her youth and experiment. She could have been the religious type, or even just a sickly one. It was stramge though that neither ideas held up into her demeanor. It was something personally something she feared and held in reserve.
 
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Godiva blushed a little at the question, shaking her head softly. Judging from the way the queen was acting before, the princess didn't think the Queen would be able to keep her hands off her for long. It would only be a matter of time before her secret would be discovered.

"No, your majesty. I was forbidden for such activities....because of this..."

She gulped softly for a moment before her fingers went down to her nightgown, slowly pulling the silken material up to her waist as she stood up. She didn't wrap any protective wrapping under her nightgown, so it was easy to see the large bulge in her panties. Holding up the hem of the nightgown with one hand, she pushed her panties down to the middle of her thighs. Her cock fell down, though it was easy to see she was getting aroused from the queen's gaze. As her cock stiffened, it was easy to see the slick folds of her virgin pussy as well.

"I'm...a..freak..majesty..."
 
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