Princess Who? ~Closed~

[saedo]

Philip smirked slightly at Madi's reaction. Clearly seeing him nearly naked discomforted her. Some of it was the usual timidity around a person of power. But beneath that, he thought he detected a bit of hunger undercutting the fear. He unnerved her, but part of her enjoyed it. The question was how much.

"Yes, you may fetch my clothes. Since you are here, you may help me dress." He watched her as she moved about the room. There was a grace to her movements that he found appealing. The short skirt rising high on her thighs was also a further inducement.

She approached his bed with an outfit. Philip could see the struggle in her, her embarrassment at the sight of the cylindrical bulge beneath his sheets compelling her to avert his eyes while her curiosity made her eager to stare.

He glanced down at the offending organ as if noticing it for the first time. "Does this bother you., Madi? I confess I am a bit aroused this morning, but I have no wish to trouble you with it. "

"Of course, many of our servants are previously from farm country and therefore quite familiar with such things. But given your uncertain heritage and loss of memory, perhaps you are not so well informed as your fellows. Tell me Madi, have you ever seen a grown man naked? "

 

[princesssexci]

"Yes, you may fetch my clothes. Since you are here, you may help me dress."

Madi swallowed hard at his request but since she was naught more than a servant she could not protest, though she doubted that he would have any problem dressing as well. Calmly and with unusual grace that a normal servant did not possess she walked towards the closet and pulled out his royal attire and shoes.

She returned to the side of his bed, her eyes lingering for but a moment on the bulge beneath the sheets before averting away once more, a pink blush covered her cheeks. Madi knew it was silly to be curious of what lay between the sheets but she could not help her curiosity.

"Does this bother you., Madi? I confess I am a bit aroused this morning, but I have no wish to trouble you with it. "

Madi pursed her lips finding herself unable to answer his first question. Though, it did not matter because it was a rhetorical question that did not need an answer to begin with. She kept her eyes lowered before glancing back up, her eyes immediately finding the bulge once more.

"Of course, many of our servants are previously from farm country and therefore quite familiar with such things. But given your uncertain heritage and loss of memory, perhaps you are not so well informed as your fellows. Tell me Madi, have you ever seen a grown man naked? "

"I do...not recall seeing such a sight, Your Highness." She whispered, feeling even more so embarrassed then before. She had no idea that many of the other servants were so used to seeing such sights where they were born. Perhaps she was as well, perhaps not. She was unsure. Though that naggling bit of curiosity had her wondering what it looked like beneath the cotton sheets and suddenly this warm feeling between her legs occured. It was another symptom she was not used to as well.

 

[saedo]

"I will be glad to aid in your education, then, " said Philip with a smile. He patted the bed near his right leg. "Please, sit down. "

Madi hesitated and Philip could sense her unease at being servant in such close proximity to a royal. But to refuse would be insubordinate. Plus, the glint in her eye suggested her curiosity had been piqued. (Or perhaps something more primal?) Madi gently eased over to the bed and sat down daintily where he had directed.

Philip admired the way that the maid's outfit complimented her curves. Just having her sit next to him fired his desire even more. The bulge beneath the sheets shifted slightly as a result.

Philip waved his hand over the area, not quite touching the surface of the sheets. "This is caused by cock. You may also have heard it referred to as a penis, member, or manhood. It strains against the sheets like this when it gets aroused, such as when I am near a beautiful woman like yourself."

Madi blushed slightly at the complimentary and Philip found himself drawn ever more to her. He gave thought to dispensing with niceties and seizing her then and there. But there was something special about the gentle way she gazed at him that made him want to be tender to her. So he proceeded gingerly lest he push her too quickly.

"Now it would be unorthodox for you to view me in this state, but I think an exception must be made in light of your confused past. I would gladly take it upon myself to educate you fully in this regard. So if you would like to learn more, then I permit you to pull the sheet away to see for yourself. "

 

[princesssexci]

"I will be glad to aid in your education, then, "

Madi could only stand there but for a moment, blushing and hesitating. He could not have been...serious, could he? When he told her to sit down, she eyed the area he'd patted and bit her lip.

Indeed, he was serious.

With hesitant footsteps, she stepped closer and took a seat where he'd motioned for her to do so. Insistently, she tugged her skirt down trying to cover her legs but to no avail. The prince's eyes remained on her curvacious form. the slight twitch beneath the sheets caught her attention and her eyes strayed from his face to that bulge.

Finally, he spoke and she looked into his eyes.

"This is caused by cock. You may also have heard it referred to as a penis, member, or manhood. It strains against the sheets like this when it gets aroused, such as when I am near a beautiful woman like yourself."

"Your highness, you should not say such things!" Madi insisted trying to hide her blush from him by looking down. She was not successful, however.

"Now it would be unorthodox for you to view me in this state, but I think an exception must be made in light of your confused past. I would gladly take it upon myself to educate you fully in this regard. So if you would like to learn more, then I permit you to pull the sheet away to see for yourself. "

Her eyes widened at his word. He was...to be betrothed soon, at least..officially though every servant already claimed he was betrothed. Was this proper? Most certainly not. She couldn't even believe what he was saying.

However, this was a once in a lifetime offer. She would most likely never be offered this sort of teaching again, especially when he was married. Though, in the back of her mind there was this small voice that told her only harlots enjoyed the lust of the flesh.

She wasn't even sure where this voice came from but she recognized it. Slowly, she stood and closed her eyes as she spoke, scared to look into the princes eyes for surely he would be angry at her for denying him, "I apologize..your highness but this is not proper. Should your parents find out..."

 

[saedo]

Anger flared in Philip's eyes. Who was this woman to rebuff him? He was the crown prince and she was just some servant. Was she so arrogant as to think she could refuse him anything? Or was her mind still so addled from her amnesia that she did not recognize the magnitude of her insubordination?

A dark desire stole over him. He could easily overpower her. With one hand at her throat, he could pin her down while he ripped the lacy uniform off her. From there he would force apart her silken thighs and plunge his thick rod into what surely must be virgin pussy. He imagined how she might scream as his girth split her wide and he plowed relentlessly into her.

But the cruel thought passed as quickly as it had arrived. Madi stood back from the bed, her eyes closed and shoulders hunched as if bracing for a blow from his fists. There was a courage in her quiet resolve that he found appealing. She was unlikely to be unaware of the effects of her beauty on men. Surely she recognized that she could use that to her advantage. And who better to gain favor with than a member of the Royal Family? But despite the obvious gains of yielding to Philip's desites, she was holding true to her sense of propriety.

Philip was by no means done with this one. He could afford a little more patience, giving her time to yield to him. Madi was not quite ready to submit to his lust. His restraint was not without limits, but he could allow her more time. A little more.

He took a few cleansing breaths, letting his pique and rage dissipate from him. When he could speak calmly once more, he addressed her. "Very well. Turn around, Madi. And keep your eyes closed. "

Her body stiffened, but she did as directed. With her in position, he threw back the covers and clambered out of bed. He stood behind her for a moment stark naked. His cock, sensing no relief for its lust was forthcoming, now drooped instead of jutting forth proudly. Without that large protuberance in the way, he stood within a few inches of her. He felt a thrill from the proximity, particularly given his nudity.

After a moment, he reached towards the bed and gathered the clothing Madi had selected for him. He began dressing, remaining just behind Madi so she could hear the rustle of the fabric as he pulled it over his skin.

When at last he was clad once more, he directed Madi to face him. "Did the King tell you where I was to join Him? "

 

[princesssexci]

Madi's eyes fluttered open at the sound of his calm, cool collected voice. She stared at him for a moment, shocked that he would react so..calmly as though she'd done nothing wrong. Her whole body stiffened when he commanded her to turn around. Perhaps, she'd been wrong about his motives after all, would he..beat her now?

Slowly, hesitantly Madi turned around. She heard the rustling of clothes which made her realize he was not going to beat her...but get dressed. Biting her lip, she waited until he gave permission to turn around. Finally, he did as he directed her to face him.

"Did the King tell you where I was to join Him? "

"Ah, the throne room..your highness." She said, the image of his aroused cock stuck to her head, despite her wishes that it would not. Madi could hardly make contact with him. "Shall I alert his majesty that you are...on your way." She asked, trying to make herself act like the obedient servant.

Aside from that, she was attempting to leave as soon as possible so that she would possibly forget about the temptation that his highness gave her.

 

[saedo]

"No need for that, " replied Philip. "I shall see Father soon enough."

He waited for Madi to turn towards the door, thereby giving him an excuse to reach out to her. "One moment, Madi," he said, catching her hand. He felt her instinctively pull away before her rational mind stopped her from resisting the Prince. He felt her palms, the slight roughness from her duties as a servant.

"I expect I shall have further need of you this evening," he instructed. "Make yourself ready accordingly." He kept his eyes locked on hers as he spoke, his thumb idly sweeping across the back of her hand.

Yes, he was surer of it now. Though she took pains to conceal it, Madi's eyes told him that his attraction for her was not unilateral. She was likely scared by it given the potential consequences, but there was something there.

He smiled, looking forward to tonight already. "Now I shall let you get back to your duties while I attend to my own. " Madi nodded, and slipped from the room with great haste.

Philip grinned more broadly. Despite the ache of unfulfillment in his pants, the morning had been productive.

He then sighed. No doubt there was yet more planning and socializing in preparation for the wedding to devour the rest of his day. Grimacing slightly, he left his room in search of the King.

 

[princesssexci]

When he offered his hand for hers, she nearly hesitated but thought it best not to do so. She'd already rejected the prince once. Twice more and she would be punished for certain. Allowing him to take her hand, she looked into his beautiful crystal blue eyes.

"I expect I shall have further need of you this evening," he instructed. "Make yourself ready accordingly." He kept his eyes locked on hers as he spoke, his thumb idly sweeping across the back of her hand.

She shivered as his hand lightly brushed across her hand. She felt as though she were like a typical servant hungering to be part of a world that she knew she'd never be part of. Swallowing hard, she nodded wondering what more he could need from her.

"As you wish, your highness." she whispered softly.

Though part of her wanted naught else to do with him because she was scared of repercussions of whatever they may start, another part of her felt excitement towards what he may need her for. Finally, he released her hand and told her that they should both get on with their duties.

She nodded and departed his room. Her duties did not consist of such hard labor as they once did. It mainly consisted of cleaning bedrooms or serving the royals their breakfast, lunch, dinner, and snacks in between. So every now and then she and the prince would make eye contact causing her to attempt to hide her blush remembering earlier that morning.

 

[saedo]

The evening could not arrive quickly enough to suit Prince Philip. He feigned interest in the cavalcade of meetings and consultations over the course of the day, but his mind was frequently elsewhere. It was with great relief that he could at last retire to his room and prepare for his meeting with Madi.

He had just changed out of his formal dinner attire (the Archbishop had been the guest of honor) when he heard a quiet knock at the door followed by the muffled sound of Madi's voice. "Prince Philip? It's Madi, your Highness. You asked me to stop by."

Philip belted the sash on his silk robe and opened the door. "Ah, Madi, there you are. Please come in." He beckoned her inside and closed the door behind her. Placing one hand at the small of her back, he guided her towards the bed.

"I have need of your unique attributes tonight. The tailors wish to make a special outfit for the honeymoon for Princess Kathryn. However, her country being rather boring where such fashion is concerned, they have looked towards the more progressive attire of Princess Madeline." He gestured towards a pair of ephemeral garments laid out upon the bed, one white and the other black.

"These item were part of Princess Madeline's luggage which was delivered in advance of her expected arrival. Of course, she went missing in the interim, so we have all these lovely garments of hers stored away. " He sighed softly. He wished he could have met the woman for whom such elaborate outfits had been designed.

Retaining his composure, he smiled again. "At any rate, they'd like me to pick a style to be converted to Princess Kathryn's size. Unfortunately, just seeing them laid out flat does me little good. I need to see them worn. But given Princess Madeline's exceedingly generous curves, few individuals could actually model these garments."

He turned to Madi and gave her luscious body a quick appraisal with his eyes. "You, however, are one of those rare individuals. Therefore, I would like you to model these outfits for me to help me reach a decision." He looked at the two options and, after a moment's thought, picked up the white one. "Here, start with this one, " he directed, holding the silken garment out to her.



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[princesssexci]

"I have need of your unique attributes tonight. The tailors wish to make a special outfit for the honeymoon for Princess Kathryn. However, her country being rather boring where such fashion is concerned, they have looked towards the more progressive attire of Princess Madeline."

These were the words spoken unto her when she had arrived to Prince Phillips' bed chambers asking what he requested of her this night. She stared at the two garments and frowned. There was a slight tickle in the back of her mind, as if she'd recognized the two garments.

Far off voices seemed to whisper in her ear, ones she also recognized but couldn't quite place.

But Elise, I cannot wear such attire. It is..unseemly!

Oh but you must, princess. Worry not, they are for after you wed the prince. Though most certainly, a tad bit beforehand depending on how soon your betrothed wants it. After all, you'll be married soon enough. I have no doubt that he'd like a taste of what it is to come.

She was suddenly brought back to the present, where the prince looked at her expectantly and she had to search her mind for what he'd said so as not to upset him any further than she'd already done the night before.

Surely, there could be nothing wrong with trying on simple outfits for the prince. It was all for the good of his betrothal, was it not? However, she felt this odd sense of...jealousy and envy rush through her, not to mention a sore sense of...belonging.

This was foolish because she'd not known the prince for much longer than 24 hours at the least.

"Of course, your highness." She said, compliantly as she took the silken white garment and then walked behind the changing screen. The sound of rustling could be heard behind the curtain as she tried to tug the tight maids uniform off of her body. It had almost ripped!

The form of her body could easily be outlined by her shadow as she pulled the lingerie on. Amazingly, it was...a perfect fit.

That younger females voice echoed that exact thought in her mind. A perfect fit your highness, the prince will be driven to lust without haste after seeing you in this! Shaking her head free from those odd thoughts, she stepped from behind the changing screen.

She could feel his heated gaze on her and trying to find something to say, she said, "May I speak...freely your highness?" When she'd gotten his permission to do so, Madi asked, "why have you kept your ex-betrothals clothing. It seems a bit morbid." She swallowed hard and then quickly added, "If you do not mind me saying. Mayhap your current affianced would like something that might fit her own body and ...her own style while...compromising with something of your taste as well?"

Though she spoke these words, she couldn't deny that she did so enjoy the way he was looking at her.

 

[saedo]

Philip chuckled. "Just because we are royalty does not make us profligate. Such delicate craftsmanship in the material cannot just be discarded on a whim. Besides," he continued, "look how elegantly it fits you."

Indeed, the skimpy white material molded itself to the serving girl's form almost perfectly. Her full breasts swelled delightfully over the top of the bodices. Down below, he could see a slight tremor in her slender thighs as she shivered under his gaze. To think he might have had a bride who could could fill such a garment.

He stepped behind her and guided her to the large mirror. The polished metal gave her reflection a silvery aura, like a fairy of legend. He slipped a hand along her side, pretending to admire the fabric while caring far more about the flesh beneath.

Laying his head alongside hers as they gazed into mirror, Philip spoke gently. "Do you not see how well this suits you? What a pity it would be if you never could have worn it."

The smell of her was intoxicating. He was close enough to feel the warmth of her body. His own was equally heated. His heart struck heavy, palpable beats that were reflected by stiffening pulses in his loins. Oh, how he wanted this woman.

"Let us now see how the black garment fits," Philip instructed. In his hands it seemed dark enough, but stretched over flesh, the fabric became translucent. He had chosen the second, more revealing item for last lest she balk at wearing either. But with the fire in his blood, one look showed the prince would brook no argument to his will.

 

[princesssexci]

"Just because we are royalty does not make us profligate. Such delicate craftsmanship in the material cannot just be discarded on a whim. Besides," he continued, "look how elegantly it fits you."

Her legs shook but whether it was from nervousness or the weather she was unsure. Then again, it was more than likely due to nerves. The princes room was not all that cold. As the prince led her to the long mirror, she gazed at herself. She looked like...like a princess. Had she not known that she was naught more than a mere servant, she could've easily confused herself with royalty.

Her body trembled as his hands roamed down her sides. She was speechless, otherwise she might have objected to his touch. It amazed her that this fit her so well, though. Being that it was meant to fit another woman. It all seemed right though, like this bodice was meant for her and her alone. "It is beautiful.." she admitted.

She could feel Prince Phillips body heat against her which made her all the more nervous. As he grabbed the more revealing underwear, her eyes widened at his request that she try it on. It was made of sheer material and anyone with eyes could see that nothing would be hidden. Although, that may have been the point of such garments. It appeared that he would not be taking no for an answer this evening.

Her hands shakily accepted the garment as she held her head high while walking towards and behind the changing screen again. She slipped it on, the sheer material rubbing against her bosoms and nether regions. She looked down at herself and the sight made her blush. Clearing her throat, Madeline came from behind the changing screen and despite her embarrassment, she looked Prince Phillip, straight in the eye. "Is it to your liking, your highness?"

 

[saedo]

Philip took a deep breath as Madeleine emerged from behind the dressing screen. The first garment had been stimulating enough, but the second proved even moreso.

His eyes traversed every inch of her form. Her breasts strained ever so slightly against the fabric, as if the desired escape against even these flimsy confines. He could make out the tips of her nipples - thicker than he expected, but all the more enticing for it.

Down below, the gauzy fabric offered tantalizing glimpses of her feminine folds. His head thudded with lust as he imagined sweeping away this wisp of cloth that he might feel her womanhood directly.

Vaguely recalling her question, Philip mumbled, "Yes." With considerable effort, he pulled his gaze away from her body to meet her eyes. Her pupils seemed large enough to swallow him whole. Was she frightened? Angry? Aroused? The prospect sent a further surge of blood to his groin.

"Yes," he began again, struggling to overcome his leaden tongue. "I like it very much. Very much indeed." He took a breath. "I could not imagine anyone looking more stunning."

"Take not my word for it." Philip grasped her by the shoulders and spun her in front of the mirror. "Can you not see what I see?" he inquired as he stood behind her. "You are the loveliest sight I have ever seen!"

He leaned close to her, causing her bare derrière to brush at the straining hardness in his breeches. Each of them jumped slightly at the contact. "Tonight, you must be mine," he whisper in her ear as his arm closed about her waist, pulling her close. "Tonight, you are my princess."

 

[princesssexci]

Madi stood as still as a rock. His words seeming to echo in her mind. Be his princess, if only for tonight. It was probably every servant girls wish to have a prince say that. She chewed her bottom lip as she looked at herself in the mirror. He'd leaned closer causing her to jump from nerves and the feel of his arousal against her.

She did look...almost like someone who belonged in this clothing as if she were meant to wear it. Those voices she'd heard earlier swam through her head causing her to shiver.

He held her by the waist as if silently telling her, he would not take no this time.

"I.." she stammered. She closed her eyes trying to find some sort of resolve, knowing that she was weaker than he. If he wanted, he could easily take advantage, but she didn't think he would. Would he?

"Your highness, I don't believe we should..." Madi whispered, not finding the strength as she had the night before to move.

 

[saedo]

Philip's hand moved in slow circles across her nearly naked belly, slipping beneath the thin strap connecting the lingerie's top to its bottom. Gods, her skin felt so smooth and warm to the touch.

"There is no 'should' for us, Madeleine," he whispered into her ear. "I am the crown prince and future King. We shall do as we like."

His hand gradually shifted lower down her torso. It circled around her belly button, then further down, and further down still. Eventually he was brushing the upper edge of the thin triangle covering her nether regions. He let his fingers creep just past the edge, teasing both Madeleine and himself with his proximity.

Throughout it all, he kept his groin pressed up against her tender rear. His cock throbbed angrily against his breeches. He could not recall having felt such powerful desire before. Every heartbeat seemed to swell it just a bit further, harden it just a bit more.

"Can you not feel my need ?" he said, leaning into her. "My breeches prove too constraining - help me out of them."

 

[princesssexci]

Madi inhaled deeply as his hands began circling her tummy. There did not seem to be an escape for Madi at all. She glanced to the side of her and stared longingly at the doorknob. It was not that his highness was undesirable. That was far from her reasoning, but he was the prince and as he stated, the future king. Madi was naught more but a simple servant. Even if she were to give into his desire, what future could they possibly have together. Aside from being his mistress, there was no future.

"But, your highness I am..naught more then..oh!" Her objections were cut off by him pressing his hardness against her rear end and his hand sliding further down the material of the wanton clothing which she wore. She let out another slow shallow breath.

"Can you not feel my need ?" he said, leaning into her.


"Yesss, your highness.." she whispered, hoarsely. He ordered her to help him out. Biting her lip nervously, she slowly turned and unbuttoned his breeches, slowly pulling them down. Standing back up, she averted her eyes. Madi forced herself not to look at his nakedness.

 

[saedo]

Philip grinned with delight as Madeleine knelt before him. She was clearly discomforted by his proximity as she unbelted his robe. Yet just for a moment, he caught her sneaking glances at his exposed chest. Hardened by years of weapons practice, his body appealed to women. He'd had a sufficient number in his bed to know their giggling appreciation for the taut muscles underlying his skin like stones in a shallow stream. He expected Madeleine was, at heart, no different.

Still, she averted her gaze when she brought herself level with his waist. With the robe parted, the bulge stretching across his breeches was unmistakable. Locating the necessary fastenings to loosen his garment, she turned her gaze over her shoulder to avoid all vision of him.

Philip was displeased. He rather enjoyed seeing a woman's reaction when she first caught site of his naked cock. Instead, Madeleine at most felt a slight breeze as his hardened member swung past her right cheek once it was freed from the confines of his clothing. She continued to look away even as she stood up.

Philip thought her reluctance rather wasteful under the circumstances. Admittedly, he was inherently biased, but even allowing for that, he still felt it was a fairly magnificent erection. The thick shaft had turned an angry red, highlighted by the darker purple of the veins riding its surface. It had felt powerful in his breeches, but even Philip was slightly surprised at its exposed potency. It even looked larger to his own eye, as if his lust for Madeleine had inspired his cock to new heights - or rather, new girths.

He could almost believe such expansion possible. He'd had powerful lusts before, but something about this one was different. His cock was so engorged it actually ached. Every heartbeat sent a dull throb of pain along his member. He'd spoken of his need for her, but he realized he'd not been exaggerating. Looking at Madeleine now, her lovely form barely an arm's length away, he felt a tinge of anxiety coating his desire to embrace her. Being this close without touching her was like trying to hold his breath even as his lungs burned for fresh air.

"Who are you, Madi?" he whispered softly. "What magic do you wield that so inflames my desire?"

If she even heard him, she gave no sign. Philip frowned. He must make her understand that, but mere words would not do. "Let me show you," he directed. "Give me your hand."

Madeleine did not respond immediately, so Philip grasped her right wrist and pulled her close. Sensing his purpose, she resisted, but Philip's strength overpowered hers. Despite her reluctance, he forced her palm down onto the sweltering surface of his cock and folded her fingers around, her digits not quite able to encircle its thickness.

 

[princesssexci]

"Who are you, Madi?" he whispered softly. "What magic do you wield that so inflames my desire?"


She had no answer for that because she didn't know who she was. Perhaps if she did, she wouldn't be there. Instead of answering, she just kept her gaze ahead away from the sight of his engorged member. Instead, she tried to think of happy times, then realized she had no happy times; not any that she could think of at the moment.

"Let me show you," he directed. "Give me your hand."

As he guided her hand down to the point of his desire, she fought back trying to pull her hand away alas, it was no use for Prince Phillip was stronger than she was. She felkt the girthy member in her palm. Her hand shook with fear. This, she knew was against the law whether he was future king or not.

Should his father find out, she would be beheaded. She felt his hand force her fingers around it and swallowed hard. It was much too late to turn back now. After all, whether she ran or not; their meetings would be extremely awkward. Either way, she was a loser in this battle. "It feels.. giant, your highness." She whispered meekly before finally allowing herself to look. After all, now that she touched it, she was doomed to be killed anyways.

"I..caused this? But how? I..do not understand. And how do I rid you of this?" Being a virgin meant she was very naiive in the ways of pleasure.

 

[saedo]

Philip tilted his head. Madeleine's question had seemed less a lover's tease and more a sincere expression of confusion. Could she really not know?

Such would be atypical for one of her birth. Most serving girls were bedded by their mid-teens. The general public placed a much lower emphasis on virgin marriages than did the nobility. Of course, most nobles were married by political arrangement. Noble girls might be promised as brides when they were mere toddlers and be married off shortly after their first flowering years later; such girls had scant opportunity to spread their legs before the wedding night.

Consequently, Madeleine would be quite the anomaly. Particularly given her beauty. Philip doubted he was the only one to take note of her exquisite figure. And if someone with his pick of women might choose her, then some stable boy or cook no doubt had. So how could she be a woman full-grown and not know what she was seeing?

"Madeleine, is this - aaahh!" Philip's inquiry was interrupted by a shudder of delight as Madeleine gave his turgid member a tentative stroke with her fingers. Gods, but he desired her.

"Madeleine," he began again, "is this your first time with a man? I mean, like this, seeing his manhood naked and aroused? "

 

[princesssexci]

Madeline lurched her hand back as the prince gasped. Mayhap he disliked her touching him there. Although, she did not understand why he would guide her hand towards it, if he disliked the feeling. Perhaps, he just wanted to let her see that he was...was what? She was not sure but the sight of it caused strange, foreign feelings within her body.

"Madeleine," he began again, "is this your first time with a man?"

She gazed up into his eyes curiously. Surely, he could not be serious. She had indeed been spending quite a good amount of time with him, and he was a man. Was he not?

"Your highness?" She asked, as if to say she did not understand his question.

" I mean, like this, seeing his manhood naked and aroused? "

Quite frankly, she was not sure of how to answer that question. For since she did not have memory of her life prior to being a servant, who could say? "I.." she stammered, not wanting to lie. "I believe so, your highness. I cannot be certain as my memory fails me. " she reminded him, "I do not recall seeing a man....a-a-aroused."

Madi was silent then asked, "Is this a good thing, your highness? You gasped and shuddered as though I had hurt you. If I did, it was not on purpose."

 

[saedo]

Her memory fails her? How can that be the case? I might not remember every woman I've bedded, but I certainly remember my first. How can she not be sure?

Philip's internal pondering was cut short by another quiver of anticipation racing across his body. He could not suppress a slight groan at the sensations radiating from his groin. Holding himself back had ceased to be an idle concern; without an active attention to resistance, his first climax was sure to follow.

Her childlike concern proved strangely appealing. He both wanted to gently caress her and yet also roughly have his way with her. He decided to aim for the former.

"It is not painful," he began, then restarted. "Well, it is uncomfortable, but in a good way. Think of it like being very hungry and then finding a freshly baked pie. Just the smell of it sets your mouth to watering in anticipation. Thus do I crave you and so my cock stiffens in anticipation of your taste."

Philip tilted his head to the side and looked at her. "Do you feel nothing yourself? I have been with many women and all seemed rather pleased at seeing me in such a state. Do you not feel a desire of your own here?" Philip reached between her legs and lay his hand palm-down against the delicate fabric covering her mound. "Anything at all?"

 

[princesssexci]

Madi continued holding her breath, waiting for some sort of reaction. It didn't come for quite some time. Mayhap he was confused by her words or mayhap he believed she was lying and that she was not a virgin, that she was not pure. Did he expect her to be experienced? Did this...upset him?

"It is not painful," he began, then restarted. "Well, it is uncomfortable, but in a good way. Think of it like being very hungry and then finding a freshly baked pie. Just the smell of it sets your mouth to watering in anticipation. Thus do I crave you and so my cock stiffens in anticipation of your taste."

This caused the young maiden to blush, her face turning a bright cherry red. "I..." She paused, took a deep breath; "Thank you your highness..." she whispered bashfully. She was not sure what more to say. She must've been silent for quite some time because he pressed her even more so about the state of his arousal but this time asking if she felt anything.

Her eyes wandered back down to the sight before and then jumped back towards his face. Her body went stiff immediately at his touch. It sent a jolt of excitement through her body but just as quickly as it came, it disappeared.

"W-what am I to feel...your highness?" She asked nervously.

 

[saedo]

"What are you to feel?" echoed Philip. "What an odd question. I am not sure I could answer that. I am no woman, so how can I describe the sensation she feels?

He shook his head. "Moreover, there is no mandate that you must feel something particular. I would generally expect you to enjoy my touch upon your gentle flower, but that does not mean you must enjoy the same touch as anyone else. Rather, tell me what you do feel."

Philip's removed his hand and replaced it with just the tip of his index finger. He traced the edge of her outer labia, feeling the soft warmth through the thin fabric. "Do you like it when I touch you here? What about here?" His finger moved inward, brushing along the pink inner folds surrounding her entrance. "How about here? " he inquired, his finger pushing inside her the slightest fraction.

 

[princesssexci]

Madi kept her head down, as he seemingly mocked her words. They weren't mocking though, more incredulous if anything. Was she supposed to know; because she didn't!

"Moreover, there is no mandate that you must feel something particular. I would generally expect you to enjoy my touch upon your gentle flower, but that does not mean you must enjoy the same touch as anyone else. Rather, tell me what you do feel."

Madi kept her eyes lowered to the ground, unsure of what more to say. It wasn't until the prince slid his index finger inside of her, did he get a reaction or any show of emotion.

A small whimper passed through her lip. He kept moving his finger around her womanhood, causing her whimpers to slowly turn to moans. "Yes your highness." she whispered, hoarsly.

 

[saedo]

Philip smiled as the servant girl's breathing became more audible, exhaling now in pleased moans. "Why Madeleine," he said as his finger massaged her labia, "it sounds like you just might be enjoying yourself after all."

He toyed with her entrance a bit more, then slipped his index finger into as far as the second knuckle. Madi's sharp intake of breath at this fresh intrusion set his cock to more angry throbbing. His member seemed positively distended with passion, but still he held back. He could not recall ever feel such a burning desire for a woman. Yet where he would ordinarily bury his thick shaft inside without delay, he continued to hesitate with Madi. Something about her made him reluctant to rush her.

Still, his own reserves were being sorely taxed. He could not maintain such ardent arousal forever. "Madi," he said softly, his mouth near her left ear, "I think you are ready for more." Indeed, his finger slid easily along the slick walls of her pussy, producing a moist squishy sound whenever he withdrew it. "Please follow me."

Philip guided her to his bed and had her sit down at the edge. The change in height placed her head level with his torso and his bulging cock. "Madi, I will soon place this inside you, as I did my finger. It will likely be uncomfortable at first, but it will ease the process if you wet things down beforehand. So I want you to use your mouth and tongue on the head of my cock until it is slick. Do you understand?"