“People that just kiss their asses because they are the King andQueen.”
“You will smile and politely chat with townspeople before dinner. Beverages will be provided and you will only drink water or tea. Noalcohol—”
“Of course, because I have never hadthat.”
I quickly recalled when Klyn had caught me in a drunken stupor one night, years ago. I was so sick and had stumbled to his quarters. He took care of me and had not mentioned it to myparents.
“You will sit to the left of your mother during dinner and engage in polite conversation with people at your table. You will act like alady—”
“You mean, not like the child you treat melike?”
Klyn’s eyes softened and hesmiled.
“Princess—”
“Klyn, I am not a child anymore. I am nineteen!” I stammereddramatically.
“Please, Princess Octavia…please be dressed and downstairs in an hour and fifteen minutes for the King’scarriage.”
I nodded and glanced at mydress.
“At least the dress is pretty,” Iadmitted.
Klyn smiled and looked down at my damp shift. He has known for years now that I was a very sexual creature, and has accidentally walked in on me pleasuring myself manytimes.
“You have some time,” Klyn reminded me with a smile. “I will make sure you have privacy to…handle what you need to. But, I will be back in an hour to ensure that you are gettingready.”
“Thank you, Klyn,” I said and hurried him to thedoor.
As soon as he left, I raced to my wardrobe and pulled out my wooden box that held the most wonderful creation for moments like this. I removed the lid and picked up the wooden shaft that had been carved into the shape of a man’s cock. A layer of glaze coated the wood, which made it smooth. I took it to my bed and worked it into myslit.
My parents had warned me about what they called “sinful objects” that had been made deep in the forest by witches and warlocks. It was actually Klyn that had taken me into the forest to buy one of these wooden cocks. I think he felt as though it would be one way to ensure I did not give up my virginity too early. We always kept our journeys a secret and each time we go out to get a new one, I would insist on stopping on the way home to try it out. So far, I have tried several of these sinful objects and they make me feelincredible.
I went back to my daydream of Macauley and worked his wooden cock in and out. I put a pillow over my face to muffle my moans. Once satisfied, I set off for my washroom to begin getting ready for the dinner and festival. I made a mental note to make sure that I make a trip into the forest to see the witch for a newcock.
While I waited for Klyn to appear, I brushed my hair in front of the mirror. As promised, Klyn knocked on my door and thenentered.
“It is nice to see you are dressed and ready, my dear,” Klyn said with a slysmile.
“It had been the perfect amount of time, thank you, Klyn,” I politely said as I wrapped my hand around his forearm. “Are you riding with us to Town Square?” I asked Klyn as we made our way to the firstfloor.
“No, my dear. I will be riding in the carriage behind the one carrying you and yourparents.”
“What?” I pretended to be shocked, “You do not want to ride in the boringcarriage?”
He laughed and shook his head at me. Klyn returned to business as my mother and fatherappeared.
“Good evening, King Quintas and Queen Althea,” Klyn greeted myparents.
Both of my parents smiled kindly at him and my father reminded Klyn to call him Quintas. I rolled myeyes.
“Give it a rest, Father. Klyn has never called you Quintas in the nineteen years that I have been around,” I interrupted as they carriedon.
My parents shot me a warning look to mind my manners. I tried to let out my exasperated sigh as quietly as possible so I did not cause a scene. But now all I could think of was when I could make another trip into the woods, or at least get some castle hand’s mouth on my pussy. As Klyn spoke to my father about security measures for this evening, I could not help but watch his mouth as he spoke. Hmm, I bet Klyn had eaten his fair share of pussy before. Iwondered…
“Octavia,” my mother called out my name, which effectively pulled the mental visual of Klyn out from under mydress.
“Yes, Mother?” I asked in my perfect evenvoice.
