Thread: Sissy Princess Among Thieves [dani_honey & Reydan]

The sudden blast of jizz caught the unsuspecting boy by surprise, making him flinch. His pretty face took the brunt of her ejaculation, as Amalda's thick cock had been pointing right at it. It was a fitting reward for the little sissy for his efforts a warm, creamy coating of goo. Eww, it got all over me... the prince thought, pouting cutely, although he didn't look too upset about receiving his first-ever facial. There's so much of it...! he remarked as Amalda turned him around. It looked like at least three men had emptied their balls on the teen's face. One dollop of cum had even landed on his left eye, forcing it shut. Maybe he could get a matching eyepatch to hers... or not. Sam wiped it off, blinking his beautiful, pale green eyes a few times. His vision cleared, the boy followed Amalda with his gaze as she got out of the tub, admiring her fit, mature body. When she placed a kiss on his brow, Sam couldn't help but return her smile. Looking up at the tall, striking shemale, he quickly nodded, O-okay, I'll meet you there. Following her advice, he set out to clean himself. However, when the mistress was out of sight, curiosity took hold of him... Sam scooped up some of her sperm with his fingers and peered at the white stuff inquisitively. He took a tentative lick, ready to spit it out at a moment's notice, but... Hmm, the boy seemed to approve of the taste! Thoughts of lapping up the rest of the shemale's tart ball juice pervaded his mind, but the cute paladin valiantly resisted the embarrassing temptation. Sam hurriedly washed himself, desperate to cleanse both body and soul. The boy emerged from the tub, his smooth, flawless skin glistening with beads of moisture. A sweet, fresh smell wafted from his lush, honey blond hair, which clung to him wetly. Toweling off, Sam changed into the clothes laid out for him. The brown dress was a perfect fit for him it was meant for a small, slender girl, after all. Smoothing the skirt down over his broad hips, Sam was a bit troubled by the distinct lack of panties to go along with the outfit...! Aside from the fancy jewel on his neck, the boy looked every bit the part of a cute serving girl. It didn't take him long to find the stairway leading to the upper floors. While ascending the stairs, the boy heard muffled, indistinct voices from the other side of the wall. It sounded like there was a shop or a tavern next door. Whatever it was, it probably acted as a front while most of the business took place in these shady backrooms. Reaching the top, he noticed that two guards both of them a foot taller than him were posted outside the door leading to the Guild Mistress' office. Used to ignoring the presence of guards, the girly prince tried to just waltz right past them. Not so fast, missy, one of the guards stopped him, his brawny hand holding the boy back. I have to search you. Oh, r-right... with a resigned sigh, Sam submitted to the pat-down. They had been told to expect him, of course, but they decided to have a little fun at the boy's expense. Sam could feel the man's big, rough hands sliding down his narrow waist. They moved further down, tracing his feminine curves. The boy gasped softly when the man's hands slipped under the hem of his skirt and squeezed his thighs. With a final pat on the bottom, the prince was let go, allowing him to meet with the mistress.