She pounced on them like a tigress amongst a flock of geese. A smile playing on her face, her hair – lustrous black and wild, a sheer dress hemmed above the thigh – Princess Nony strolled into the zenana to the collective gasps of all the wives and concubines.
The prodigal daughter returns!
“Each one of you is a reject,” she drawled. “My father left you all behind. Despite your piteous coos and giggly protestations, you all didn’t land a ticket for the most unviable charter off this planet. Now you belong to me.”
She let the fact sink in, let them know that their well-being depended on pleasing her. Already, the ambitious ones had started giving her flirtatious winks. But she had eye only for the one.
Standing far away in the corner, with her face partially hidden from the light – Rosebai felt a slight trepidation. She knew she was the prey. Her highness strutted in front of her, as she gazed at her high-heeled feet. She felt Princess Nony’s gaze burning into her as she gave her a onceover. She shuddered despite herself.
The princess took her chin and propped it up so that she looked into her raging eyes. She was terrified and excited at the same time. “Rose,” she muttered softly. Yet there was a quiet menace in her voice.
Rosebai couldn’t reply. She felt like she had a frog in her throat.
“Dipping my beak, was I, in something that belonged to my father?” she asked. She came closer to Rosebai, her warm breath on her mouth. “You ensured that I stayed out of these doors. Take my nasty perversions outside as they were infectious? That’s what you told my father before he banished me from these vaunted halls.”
Rosebai shuddered in nervous anticipation.
“Not just this zenana, the entire frigging planet belongs to me,” Princess Nony licked her lips.
Without much of a preamble, she kissed Rose – shoving her lips on her. Rosebai felt hot all over her body.
“You belong to me,” Princess Nony showered her with small pecks. She put her hands behind her neck, and gently stroked her back with her hands. Rosebai was wearing a bottle green dress that left her back completely exposed. But her majesty had eyes only for her ample bosom.
She locked Rosebai in a tight embrace – squeezing her lemons against her melons. Her overactive hands stroked her back down to her waist, then plunged downwards within the dress, squeezing the life out of her bounteous ass.
Rosebai gasped. “Oh my, you naughty girl. Someone isn’t wearing their panties,” Princess Nony cackled. Then she indeed, dipped her beak, her puckered lips, into her breasts. A thrill passed over her body.
Mustering enough courage, she replied, “Your highness, I serve at your pleasure.”
Princess Nony’s hands were in her very long hair. She pulled at them, unkindly, “The last time you told me that, I was outed from my closet and these halls.”
She winced in pain, “Your majesty, I belong to you. My well-being is in your hands.”
Princess Nony looked at her triumphantly. Then with both her hands, she pulled the precariously clung green dress off her shoulders. The dress tore in two halves and flopped to the ground – exposing her completely. Princess Nony was transfixed by her pale, pink pahadi skin. For long, she had coveted her and now – the bountiful Rosebai was hers.
Rosebai knew the power she held over the girl. The moment his Majesty Sweetcheeks, blasted off from the surface of this planet – she immediately swung into action. This dress was meant to be torn.
Princess looked around the room, at each of his father’s consorts and muttered softly, “You all belong to me.”
They all came forward, caressing their princess, murmuring sweet nothings into her ears, gently pulling the mini dress of her diminutive figure. Then Rosebai bent down on her prodigious thighs and sucked the life out of Princess Nony’s vagina.
***
She purred contentedly in Rosebai’s arms. Their arms and legs were tangled within each other, the consort spooning the queen – in her private chambers.
“So how many bugs in the room, Rose?”
“Yes, your majesty?”
Nony smiled impishly, just like her father would. After all, they were a family of imps – every successive generation shorter than the previous. “You take me to be so gullible!”
“I..I?” Rosebai stammered.
“The exclusive footage for the eyes of Emperor only!” Nony pouted. She jumped over Rose, sitting over her boobs and squeezed her neck.
Rose clenched her fist, gasping for breath.
“You could swat me away like a fly, you know! You possess the physique and the intent to do so.” She grunted as she pressed tighter. “After all, you are very sure that my father would return back – and you just have to give him the proof about the salacious diversions that his lesbian daughter engaged in his zenana. He would have me whipped and disgraced, surely you would enjoy that.”
Rose gasped for breath, but she didn’t put up a fight, “S…Sorry..yourrr”
“You possess remarkable self-restraint. I can choke your neck, and you won’t raise a finger. Oh my, power is so intoxicating.”
“H..Highnessss…”
She released her grip, “It is so intoxicating, but also fleeting.”
Rosebai spluttered and coughed.
Princess Nony sighed, “If any sleazy video or picture of our sweet encounter finds its way to my disgruntled and disgraced dad, who would be landing any time soon, with his ass handed to him – please know that Princess Nony may carry the scars of his majesty’s punishment, but she doesn’t stop being a princess.”
“Your highness doubts her most faithful subject,” a sob escaped from Rosebai, the self-proclaimed most faithful subject.
“Ahhhhh, tears. A useless weapon against another woman.”
There was a loud rap at the door.
“Yes?”
“Your highness, it’s me,” a muffled voice from the other side of the door.
“Bhagmati! Your princess is otherwise engaged,” Nony said, irritatedly.
“Senapati Sriman Vats is waiting for you in the throne room. He wants to discuss with you a matter of great urgency.”
“Well, whatever it is – can wait for tomorrow. Anyways, whatever decision I would take would be reversed by my sweet father when he comes back.”
At this Bhagmati rushed into the room, loud sobs following in her wake. She had a disheveled look, her sari was askew, her hair in disarray.
“Bhagmati! What happened?”
“Your father……!”
“Is he already here? Oh my gosh!”
“Sriman tells me your father is dead,” Bhagmati cried out in anguish and flopped to the ground.
Sheets rustled, and Rosebai got up from the bed. Nony looked at her absent-mindedly. She was numb. Naked, her skin glistening from the sweaty sex, she bowed, “Queen Nony, you must go!”
Still in shock, Nony got up from bed. She let Rosebai help her with her dress. Just when she walked out of the room, did she realize that Rose called her Queen and not princess.
Left behind in the room, Rosebai discreetly removed all the bugs, wore her dress, ruffled her hair and made herself cry fat tears. Through the other door, she barged into the common area of the zenana.
And she cried at the top of her voice, “THE EMPEROR IS DEAD.”
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