Banquet

OOC Will someone please take the part of the king! I can be the queen I guess, or we can wait for a new writer, either way I don't care.




IC mmmmmmm my I so much enjoy when my sweet husband uses his power on me, it excites me further. I moan softly as he licks my juices from me, love being high in the air over his hot mouth., I purrrr softly and look down at him, " take me please" I whisper, pleading with him with my love filled eyes.


It has been like this all through our courtship and marriage, I love him as much or even more then we first met, long ago, when my father had picked him to be my husband.I never refused him, and he was the man who first took me at my coming of age, I remember it well. He was just learning about the power he possesed, I as well was just starting to feel the hot power that we both hold.We have the power to uphold this kingdom, being wise advisors to the King and Queen.We are apart of the main decissions that make this kingdom great.



I look down at him now, loving his touch, his power over me, wanting, needing more and more.....



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A rose pricks a finger.......the pain is all the same

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King Irlix III

Weary from the Cleric's healing, the once-mighty King rose from his bed, looking up at his wife.

"I feel a little better, but tired, my sweet," he said.

He was unaccustomed to feeling so weak and frail, for Irlix was a warrior King. He led his troops into battle to extend the reach of the Kingdom of Prahan. He fought off the romaing hordes of barbarians, besting their leader in single combat.

He was a large man, towering over 6'5'' with a big red beard and a reddish shock of hair. His broad shoulders were drooped and the red hair had faded a little and given way to grey. Hopefully his secret illness would be cured by the clerics, and he could resume his proper ways.

Proper ways, yes. He cast a glance over his still youthful wife. He could faintly feel the stirrings in his loins. That was a good sign, as his libido had been seriously dampened by the illness. He hadn't been able to pleasure his gorgeous wife in some time, let alone his small stable of secret mistresses. He assumed those girls would find pleasure, mostly with each other.

"I hope I have the strength to attend our daughter's party, my queen," he said, getting out of his bed slowly.
 
Prince Albernon

The prince lay back as one of the girls, he didn't know which, lowered her soaking nether parts onto his face. He lovingly sucked at the folds, tasting the amazingly tart and sweet juices there. This was the second woman he had pleasured so. The girls continued to lick and suck at his organ, even though it had dishcarged twice. He was tired, but the tastes and smells and the sounds kept him going. This, he loved! His thoughts never returned to his sister's party.
 
Malee

I nod quietly, but step forward to Nelix' side. "Lady, please. Do not take thy anger out at the Knight. He doesn't know. I will speak to him later..."

I know this will take me one more step down in the Princess' eyes, but I cannot allow her to chastise him so. He was never told of the King's plan, nor was anyone else. We simply were placed into our roles and acted accordingly, as he probably knew we should.

For that, I was angry at the King. For taking advantage of his people.. and taking advantage of his Daughter herself.

I bowed my head, knowing she probably hated me, before I scurried off. "Princess, I shall do what thy hath asked of me. I shall return quickly."

I move away, brushing a hand across my cheeks to rid them of the tears that have started to form. I continue to pass through the halls of the Palace, not paying attention truly to where I have gone or what I have seen.

Instead, I am suddenly at the King's bedroom. A guard stands before the door, and I know the Royal Majesty is within the doors. Yet, I must ask, as a finality for my Mistress.

I approach the Guard cautiously. Damn... these rough men have always given me trouble.

"I must inquire of the Royal Majesties. Doth they reside within?"
 
Princess Ysobelle: Punishment To Fit The Crime

I suppressed a smile as I turned my gaze from the exiting Malee to Sir Nelix. Well, that had been more like it. She had shown strength in standing up to me, and loyalty in obeying me. Of course, her insubordination could not go unpunished, however much I appreciated it. I gave Sir Nelix a slight smile.

"It appears you have an ally, good Sir Nelix; and a courageous one if she would speak so to me. Of course, I cannot let that outburst go unpunished, but as she feels so close to you, I will let you choose and administer the punishment. You should know, however, that if the punishment you select is inappropriate, I will devise one for her, and have you take the punishment instead. So, good knight, what punishment would you deem appropriate for such insolence?"
 
King Irlix III

"Yes, yes, young Malee, we are here." the King said, and signalled to his valet to get the door.

He smiled at the sight of Malee, always a favorite of his, he looked on her like a daughter, since she did a lot of growing up with his own children.

"Come my child, what troubles you?"
 
Nelix:

I didnt really want to see malee punished.She had stood up for me that took alot of guts.But i did have an idea to keep myself from being punished instead."Leave it to me your highness ill find a punishment for her," I said.I placed my hand on my sword,bowed and turned to walk away..
 
Queen Rohanna

OOC Thank you for taking the part of the king Anakin, I shall try the part of the Queen I guess, please forgive if I suck. lol


Seeing my husband so ill bothers me greatly, he use to be so young and vital, the wizard said to fear the worse, that he may not live much longer.I cry each night, scared of losing my sweet husband.
"No my love, I do not think you should be going to our daughters ball, you are so weak, I fear your safety!"
But of course being a stubborn viking by blood, he will not listen to me, so I help him out of our bed, and into his royal robes....

Then hearing Malee outside our chambers, he said for her to emter. I remember helping Malee's Mother give birth to her, she has been an important part of our daughters growing up so wild as she has. I love Malee as a daughter, and hope she finds happiness soon, as well as a husband.
But none of know, none of them really know why the coming of age cerimony is so important, that will be uncovered tonight. I know my daughter hates us doing this to her, but it has to be done, for the crown, the people and country....



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A rose pricks a finger....the pain is all the same

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Nelix:

stepping into the chambers malee went into."Pardon my intrusion my lord i have been instructed to punish malee by the princess,"i said regretfully.....
 
Princess Ysobelle: Contemplation

I considered calling Sir Nelix back to me. My intention was to watch a wedge being driven between him and my maid servant as I detailed what HE had chosen as a punishment for her. I decided against it, however, and let my mind drift to the night ahead of me; and the preparation in the last few days.

Marcus had not been alone in helping me prepare. He had introduced me to two of his friends: Mad Ravage - a scoundrel from the market places who was amoral, lively and quite possibly the sneakiest unarmed combatant in all the land; and a woman from the forest he simply called the Dark Lady - she was a sorceress or witch, and possibly rivalled our own. They had each taught me some important lessons, and I mulled over them now.

The lesson of primary importance, should my initial attempt to prevent my rape fail, was that the one way to prevent rape was to rejoice in it. Then, of course, it was not rape by definition. I had been both confused and angry when the Dark Mistress had told me that, but she went on further. The point was not to force your emotions along any specific track, but rather to be aside from your emotions, to taste and touch them, instead of feel them. Then every emotion, every fear, every anger, every pain, was a kaleidascope of beautiful sensory experience. She taught me the trick of feeling without feeling quickly, and said I had a talent for it. Then she explained the true power of the trick - if your emotions cannot affect you, as even suppressed emotions come back to affect others, you become the true mistress of every situation. Nobody holds any power over you when fear is a sharp piccolo symphony against an ochre and red canvas. Then you can have the strength and speed of a madman, the intellectual clarity of a genius. Over the last few days I had practiced that to perfection, and it was true. Everything from my fencing to my assistance in plotting for the kingdom had improved. Pleasure suffused my soul with pink tendrils.
 
Carroll Magisterus

My wife whispered to me "Take me, please," the words I'd been awaiting... She looked so beautiful, as beautiful as the day we'd met... thanks to judicious use of our powers, we each enjoyed perfect bodies, which would be changed to suit our desires. Recently, I'd worked magick upon my 'staff' to increase its size and strength. She'd worked similar magick upon her own sex, and making love had become an amazing thing.

With a gesture, I arose on the wings of the wind and met my lover with a kiss in midair. Already, my cock was like iron, ready to be sheathed within my wife's body. A whispered word of power removed my clothes, and I was ready.

She opened her arms and legs, and I flew in, wrapped by her arms and legs, entwined in a loving embrace. My cock was nestled between her legs, but not within her... yet. We kissed deeply, hungrily, and she moaned and said in a throaty rasp, "Take me..."

Almost of its own accord, my cock sprang to full attention, and I began to slide it into her sweet, sweet slit.
 
Malee

I look to the door sharply, my eyes widened. I had expected a punishment, but for the Princess to give that right to the Knight?! And worse, for him to have followed me into the King's bedroom. It was unheard of!

I stand quickly, casting an apologetic look to the King and Queen as I push against Nelix' chest. "I will come with thee later, good Knight. For now, you are not allowed here. I must speak with the King and Queen alone, and report back to my Princess. Surely you would not want to punish me more than I already deserve!"

With another gentle push, I turn back to their Majesties, and bow my head. "Please, forgive him, Sires. I am sure he was only acting on a whim from the Princess..." I look up slowly, though not afraid to meet their eyes. Since my parents have died, the Queen has been even more gentle with me than I remember growing up. She became my Guardian over the years, acting as my surogate mother. And the King, my father.

"She is what I've come to talk with thee about. She wishes to know if you will be attending her celebration. She also inquires..." I take a breath, a sudden fear coming over me. I am about to question their judgement, something a Lady of the Court should never do to her benefactors. "She inquires to know why thou hath not told her of the reasons to this ceremony... why she was kept in the darkness?"
 
King Irlix III

The King seemed momentarily confused by the mad rush of people into his chambers, but he rose himself to his full height, as weary as he was.

"I will attend the party, for it is my daughter's coming out party, and she must take a husband, or at the very least be betrothed to one of our allies. Representatives are arriving from other lands to help in her decision. Tonight, however, we feast, and celebrate her youth and innocence."

He coughed, a deep rumbling in his chest that wracked the large man.

"I will attend the party," he said weakly, looking to his wife, almost as a plea.
 
Malee

ooc: hey, guys.. I'll post later. when my brain-fart goes away. *wink*

^.*.^
 
Queen Rohanna

Seeing my husbands look, I tell the other two to leave us, I then go over and hug my husband holding him close.
"Well my darling if you insist on going to the party, we better make an enterance soon."looking in his face, he seems so small now, so weak.

I go to the chamber door and tell the guard to help the King to the ballroom, that I will follow in a moment.....



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A rose pricks a finger...the pain is all the same

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King Irlix III

Oh how her hug warms the cockels of my heart! If I was not an ill man...
I allow myself to be led from my chamber by the valet, looking back over my shoulder, I give my Queen a wink.
 
We are there, extended high in the air, holding eachother close making love to eachother.He is giving me what I asked for, a good pounding.Making love has gotten so much better, since we used our magic on ourselves.We satisfy faster, and last much longer.

" Oh my love please hurry, I fear that we are late already!" I yell at him....in my own orgasism.I scratch his shoulders, raking my nails hard over his back.

And finally it is over as fast as it began.We float down to the loveseat, sidated, and happy. Kissing eachother one last time, I use my powers to restore our clothes.I shake my blonde head, lightly touching it into place, my ringlettes falling softly over my shoulders. I look at my sweet, magical husband and say" Shall we M'Lord?" I slip my hand in the bend of his arm, and we walk back to the ballroom together...




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A rose pricks a finger....the pain is all the same..

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Prince Albernon

The two blondes were back with their faces in each other's crotches, and he was idly watching as Delly had her hand on my sceptre, which wasn't even slightly stiff. He was amazed at the ferocity at which these simple women attacked each other for pleasure. He watched as the long-haired blonde licked her partner from underneath and caressed her ass.

Delly slid closer and began stroking the Prince again. After expending himself twice, he didn't think he had anything left, but was enjoying just watching.

He gasped again, probably the 10th time he had done so, as the long-haired blonde started fingering the other girl in the ass. For some reason, that was fascinating, and his sceptre started to rise.

Delly chuckled. "I thought that might get you, My Prince."
She moved closer and rubbed his cock a little quicker, the Prince's eyes never leaving the erotic scene in front of him.

She then stood in front of him. "I have something for you," she sighed, then turned around and bent in front of him, exposing her luscious ass and moist slit.

His breath caught in his throat and he took in this new scene. His heart was pounding so hard, he thought everyone could hear. Delly reached behind her and slipped a finger into her ass. Then she slipped two into her slit and back into her ass.

The Prince was beside himself, and her words broke him out of his trance. "My Prince, put it there."

He practically leapt up! Not hours ago, he was an addled boy, and here he was about to put his cock in a woman's butt!

After a bit of positioning, he felt his cock start to slide into her. It was so tight, it almost felt sore! But it was also so warm!

Once he fit it all the way in, Delly looked over her shoulder and said, "Do it hard, my Prince!"

He started thrusting as best he could, and Delly's moans grew in intensity. He noticed the two blondes had stopped and were watching with fingers in each other's honeypots.

The Prince started bucking harder, the animal nature taking over. Delly's moans turned to screams of delight, and the Prince worried for a brief second that someone might hear and come to investigate.

He didn't think long, however, as his seed boiled in his balls. The Prince grunted and emptied his cum into the redhead. She screamed with her own orgasm.

A few minutes later, after they had all settled, Delly said, "You must return to the party, My Prince."

The Party! The Prince rushed back into his clothing and slipped out of the ante chamber.
 
nelix:

I wandered back to my chambers.I did not want to punish malee.she was such a beautiful sweet young girl,just thinking of what the royal famil makes her go through i about vomit.......
 
Malee

ooc: Finally, the brainfart takes a vacation! lol

ic: I stare at the closed door for what seems like hours. It begins to open, and I dart away, around a corner. It is the King.. on his way to the celebration no less. I am torn between walking with him, and returning to the party on my own.

With a sudden nod of decision, I am on my way, alone through the dark cooridors. I had hoped Nelix would have waited for me. I could tell in his face he did not want to punish me, but I would have liked for him to stay for the party. He intrigues me.. and I truly enjoy the time we spend together. Perhaps that is the reason I stood against my Princess for him. Alas, the time is gone now, and she is whom I must hurry to prepare.

The doors burst forth on my entrace, though not as quickly as the tears have sprung to my eyes. Their Majesties... how could they do this to their daughter? Force her into a marriage she surely does not want, and then do not inform her that this is to happen?! The betrayal the Princess will feel.... the betrayal I feel. They have become as Parents to me, and to have them do this to my own Princess cuts a wound in me too deep for description.

"Princess!" I am closer to her now, having rushed through the crowd eating their tiny hors 'd voures. I fall to my knees before her, ignoring my dress as I must relay my new information to her. "Your parents will come, my Lady. Your Father, the King, is on his way shortly. Your mother shall follow... They..."

But the tears do not stop as I have tried to command them. They come, undaunted, as the words catch in my throat. Her face looks down at me, waiting patiently for my message. Sweet and innocent.... She could be bitter at times, but it is not her fault. I know that, and I can see inside her easier than she might imagine. This would hurt her beyond words. And yet, how can I keep this from her...?

Ultimately, I cannot choose. My hand flies to cover my mouth, as I shake my head. "Forgive me, Lady!" I cry as I gather my skirts as quickly as I can and flee onto the viranda. The drapes mercifully close behind me, hiding me from the rest of the party, as the cool night wind greets my flushed skin.

My head spins in pain, confused by the mixed emotions God has sent to me. My mother used to tell me that God does not send a person more than he or she can handle. The Good Lord must be trying my boundaries this eve. I grow dizzy, and the corsette pinches, hindering my ability to breath. I cough slightly, heading toward the darkest corner of that dim balcony. I sink into it, reveling in the hiding shadows it provides and bury my face in my hands.
 
Princess Ysobelle: By Royal Command

I knew Malee. The prospect of being punished was not what had driven her to tears, nor what had silenced her. She had been punished before, when deserving of it, as had all servants. That left but one thing. She had discovered information which she believed was too grievous for me to cope with. What could it be? Could she have discovered that my father was ill, and perhaps fatally so? I knew that she adored him, almost more as a daughter than as a servant. Or, had she discovered something more about the feast? Was I, perhaps, not merely to be raped as I had learned, but sacrificed? It happened, sometimes, to appease a god - or, I suspected, to still the libido of one of the more sinister priests. I had never known my father condone it, though. There was only one way to find out what was wrong, and that was to ask Malee.

I rose, casting a warning glance at the herald to ensure he did not signal for the guests to disturb themselves. Then I walked out to the veranda, to where Malee was sobbing. She did not hear me approach at first. So I lay my hand upon her shoulder and gently turned her around. She kept her eyes downcast, avoiding my gaze until I gently raised her chin.

"What is it, Malee? What have you learned?" For once, my words were soft.
 
Malee

Her gentle tone causes me to pause, yet only for a moment, as a painful sob wracks my body. I close my eyes to shut her face from my view, but my hand touches hers as it rests on my chin.

"Forgive me, my Lady..."

I refuse to say anymore, but upon careful consideration, my voice rises again. As her parents have betrayed her, I cannot turn and do the same to her. She is a sister to me, whether or not she knows my feelings, it is true. I could never with-hold this type of information from a sister.

I shift, going to my knees before her, and clasp both of her hands in my own. It is an intimate gesture, one I am sure to be punished for. But as I am to break her heart, I would rather hold onto her, even if merely by her touch.

"My Princess, I have found more than I should have. Thy father is ill, dear Lady. Dreadfully so. His Majesty is gray-skinned, and weak, and even the Queen worries for him. I saw it in her eyes."

"But Princess, there is more. You know, as do I, as do the people of thy Kingdom, when and if thy Father, the King, passes... the crown will fall to thee as eldest child. This ceremony..."

The words fail again, choking my throat. But I must force myself to continue. "This party is the last homage to thy innocence, for the Allies to thy Father are on their way... as potential husbands for thee."

I lower my eyes from her, and stare at our joined hands. "I know of Marcus, my Lady. He and I were childhood friends once. Pause a moment, Princess," I add quickly, afraid she will stop me before I have a chance to speak the most important part. "I will not say anything, nor have I. To be sure, it pleases me. I know when you've spent time with him, for thy words become light, and a smile lights thy face like never before. Such happiness cannot be thrown to waste."

"This arranged marriage thy Father speaks of... I do not agree with it, nor will I aid in its process."

I release her hands, and bow my head to the ground, taking the hem of her dress to my cheek. The tears come again, hot and unbidden down my cheeks. The betrayal to their Majesties will hurt me, as I am sure it will hurt them. But the Princess is more important to me, and my Loyalty is first to her.

"My Lady, forgive me for displeasing thee with such news! I shall take the punishment thee assigns to me! Yet, please, forgo it for the moment! I wish only to help you from this situation, my Lady!"
 
Princess Ysobelle: Good Servant

I laughed, which, from her expression, was not the response my lady in waiting was expecting. "Malee, I know it is the custom of some to put an arrow through the heart of the one who brings bad tidings, but as you know me, you know I feel that custom foolish. If one punishes, or kills, a person for passing information, it makes it so much more difficult to obtain such in future. No, Malee, you will not be punished, you will be rewarded. I have yet to determine just what that reward shall be..." I paused in contemplation, "but to begin with consider this. If there is a man within this kingdom that you desire to experience, then I shall arrange it. Even if it is that oaf of a brother of mine, or Sir Nelix who, it appears cannot even comprehend simple English sentences."

I let my mind dwell momentarily on the response Nelix had had to my instructions. I told him to devise and inform me of a punishment for Malee, he ran off to perform it instead. However, that was a matter for other times.

I smiled at Malee again. "This ceremony tonight puzzles me, Malee. It is generally the case that the lords of the land wish to marry virgins. That being the case, I do not understand the ceremony which is designed to sacrifice my virginity."

I puzzled over that. Unless the ceremony had changed, the one I had learned of from the kitchen hand was that a knight took a princess's maidenhead at her coming of age. I had presumed they had either not married, or that they were already betrothed, given the prejudice many a lord had against women who were not virgins at marriage.

"Still, whatever the case, I am not the innocent they presume, my lady. No husband of mine, should I choose one, will obtain a maidenhead for a wedding present. Not, following recent days, anything resembling it."

I watched her eyebrows raise and chuckled. "Yes, Malee, Marcus did initiate me to the rites of womanhood. We took each other's pleasure on the night I discovered my virginity was to be sacrificed. But he has only known me that once, sweet Malee. Others have known me since... at least, others have known my body, but never my face or mind."

My eyes sparkled at the look of shock in her face. "Malee, my ally, I fear nought from this situation. I am no longer goodly marriage material." And with a laugh I added. "My brother would be a much better proposition for my parents to consider."
 
King Irlix III

"Ah, Mortimer, my valet, you have always been so good for me," chuckled the King as his manservant stood before him to steady the King's progress.

The pair entered the main audience chamber, mostly empty of people. Where was his daughter? His son? The Wizard and his Wife?

OOC: The movie star, the professor and...
Sorry.

BIC:There was a big fanfare from the buglers as he entered, hopefully recalling all the players to his little game. He wanted to have an heir before he passed. One in his daughter's womb, one that would move his empire on without him!

He chuckled to himself, for this seemed rather illogical, but his Kingdom's power was what everyone desired, so treatys that would keep the power in his family were already signed and waiting for the King and his daughter to select a suitable ally. A suitable donor. A suitable father.

They would arrive later, but he knew to sacrifice her maidenhead to these 'allies' was something he would not do. So, unbeknowst to his daughter and in a true break from all decorum and tradition, he would have HER choose with whom her maidenhead would be breached.

"She will be Queen, after all. And I want her to be the strongest Queen around, strong as a King!"
 
Malee

My heart is lightened by her response. She is not angry... but I will not have a reward. I wronged her by with-holding what I knew from the start. My penance for that, has been the betrayal of her parents. Yet, this information could not have been with-held.

"My Lady, thy Father will still try! Married if only by name and nothing more, is still married. My own heart would break if thee should not be with Marcus! He loves thee! He hath told me so! I see it in thy eyes, as well, Princess. They glow now, more than ever before this night."

I pause a moment, and try to consider the King's position. "The pressures of a leaderless Kingdom are heavy, my Lady, but assuredly we must find a way to withstand the suitors, and restore thee to thy beloved!" My heart is no longer my own! Instead, it takes flight with the battle at hand.

"With the right argument to thy father, Gentle Princess, you could still be our Queen, as I had hoped thee would. May the Lord and thy Majesties forgive me, but thy brother is merely a child! He is more concerned with ruling that which stands within his britches than ruling an entire Kingdom!"
 
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