Thread: The Princess and the Dragon ( DudeGuy and HKitten )

When one thought of becoming one of the Royal Guard, one thought of the prestige and honor that came with the job. One thought of the fame and the fortune, or honoring one's family by introducing such a title with their family name. Stripping down and being felt up by the one you were supposed to protect? That wasn't something that would cross the mind of any who were hoping to gain such honor. And yet, here Risen was, on her back on the Princess' bed being stared at with what could only be described as lustful eyes. Honestly, it made Risen very uncomfortable, which would be see in the way that she fidgeted. More so in the way that her eyes looked elsewhere from Kiara. A virgin? This particular dragon? The answer to that was a startling yes. She had never been touched or looked at by any other living being. The princess was the first to do such things to her, and Risen was sure that this was only the beginning. The thing about it was that the Sky Dragon the princess was going to do those things to didn't feel any romantic feelings towards women. The thought of being. . . used by the princess made her even more uncomfortable. But if this was something that was a part of the job, she would have to do it. To turn down the opportunity to be a Royal Guard was preposterous. It was certain that neither the princess nor any other members of the royal family would just let her walk away either. She'd probably be locked away in the dungeons. Or worse. To receive a compliment from the princess was. . .an honor, even if it was given in such a situation. Before Risen could express her gratitude for such kind words, she felt a hand against her body. Instantly, a rosy tint rose in her cheeks. The touch was gentle and soft, sensual in a way. It sent shivers up and down her spine, but she did her best not to move or make a sound out of fear of angering the princess. The princess' hand slowly moved up her body and to one of her breasts, which it seemed the princess had been fixated upon for some time. Again came a nervous twitch as her body was being played with like a toy. Being groped and having her nipple teased sent shocks through her body. They had an odd feeling but. . .it felt good at the same time. The princess must have known was she was doing, because her attention quickly went elsewhere. Risen watched carefully as the princess played with her pubic hairs, wondering if she would be doing anything more? She did seem to be enjoying herself, laughing as she amused herself. Every time her fingers moved, they gently brushed her skin over and over again, gliding over it like they were traversing the finest of silks. It was. . .somehow arousing. But such satisfaction would not be had just yet. The princess would leave things at that for now it seemed, leaving Risen somehow satisfied and disappointed at the same time. She was happy she was no longer being played with but for some reason, her body craved to be touched again and again by the princess. Her touch was so gentle. Risen did as she was instructed and redressed herself. The clothing that she wore here today was given to her by the leader of the village where she was raised, as it would have been embarrassing to them all if she went to compete in the Selection trials appearing to be a mere peasant. Once she was dressed, she excused herself and stepped outside of the door to the princess' chambers. Outside, she was immediately stopped by one of the guards, and her weapons were placed back into her hands. As if knowing what had happened in the room already, the guard motioned for the others to change there position around the door. Now, one stood on either side while on stood directly in front of it , leaving just enough room for the door to open. The Sky Dragon was silent as she was taken down to the dungeon, her thoughts racing through her mind a mile a minute. This certainly wasn't what she had been expecting. No, this wasn't what she thought this would be like at all. She hadn't even been officially given her title yet and the princess had already both seen her nude and felt her up. And though Risen was sure that she wasn't attracted to women in that way, the princess left her body craving more of that seemingly ethereal touch. She was questioning her own sexuality now. When they reached the dungeon, screams and whistles could be heard from the prisoners. Most of them hadn't seen a woman in decades. Risen didn't like receiving the attention, but she didn't let it show on her face. Her eyes remained fixed ahead of her, following after the guard closely. They found the dungeon master sitting in an office on the other side of the celled area, and from there, they were lead to the armory. The guard stopped at the door and stood before it while the dungeon master took her inside. There were all kinds of cases and chests inside, each of them filled with different types of things. Swords, axes, and daggers in display cases, armor set upon mannequins. . .a smith would surely have a field day going over all of the different things here, and the quality of them. A case was shoved into her arms, the raiment of the Royal guard within. She was to take it to her chambers and change into it immediately. She was taken to the the other guard, lead through the dungeon's, and taken to her chambers. They were located in a room that was directly connected to the room of the princess. There was a secret door along the back wall that was shown to her by the guard. The key to which was placed in her hand and she was strictly ordered not to use it unless it was an emergency. The guard then left her in private giving her some privacy so that she could change. Risen to the case over to the dresser and it down her fingers tracing the surface of the intricately carved wood. She slowly loosened the clasps, popping the case open. She stripped down to her undergarments, folding her clothing and placing everything on the edge of the bed for the moment. She pulled on the crisp white tunic, the gray stockings, the blue gold and white pleated skirt, the mithril chain mail vest, the blue and gold trimmed overcoat, the white gloves, and finally, the light weight armored greaves. Now that she was dressed, she wondered what she should do. The Princess nor the Guards specified what her next directive was. Perhaps she should return to the side of the Princess? In all of her thoughts, she failed to hear the faint sound of the unlatching lock in the background. If she had noticed, Risen would know that the secret door was being opened. . .