The next morning, Koko awoke to an empty chamber. Looking around, she did not sense anyone else in the room with her. But she swore she felt someone sleep beside her all night.
Looking to her left, she noticed a rumpled pillow next to hers. This was the Prince's personal bedchambers, it had to be him. At least she hoped it was him. The thought made her blush, despite all else that she had endured. Somehow, the thought of intimacy even as innocent as sleeping next to him was making her stomach flip.
She wanted him so bad, she felt she would never recover if he bade her leave before touching her. Koko placed her head in her hands as the fears overwhelmed her.
Then a thought occurred to her - where was he? And what was she to do now that she had awakened? She remembered the pool. Should she take a bath and await her orders?
She stepped down the bed, her bare feet meeting lush carpet. The tatters remaining on her body from her garments fell away as she walked to the bath chamber, completely naked now.
The steaming water beckoned to her and she walked down the steps to dip her toes in. The water was warm and inviting. A splash sounded and she looked up, startled at the noise. She locked eyes with the prince, from where he was standing in the pool up to his chest. His eyes glittered as they roamed over her naked body.
Koko stared back at him, mesmerized. His hair was slicked back, as if he had run his hands through wet hair and pushed it back. Her mouth went dry as she realized he was possibly naked in that pool. His torso was bare, with a sprinkling of light hair. She could not see the rest of him in the water. The steam from the pool also hid him more, and she nearly fell forward in the pool as she strained to see. She stumbled then righted herself, hesitating as she met his eyes again.
His mouth quirked up on one corner as he regarded her. "Come closer, I don't bite." His amused gaze made Koko smile and forget who she was with. Vaguely, she remembered there was a certain etiquette to follow when in the presence of royalty. She found it hard to think around him, so she did not force herself. She simply did as he bid, and stepped into the pool, wading in until she was standing before him.
She would have kept walking up to him, but something touched her thigh, halting her progress as she looked down. It was his cock, standing at attention to greet her, lightly bobbing against her thigh. Koko sucked in a breath, growing light headed. She didn't dare move, she wanted him to touch her, to put his cock inside her. She wanted to taste him, lick and touch him everywhere he would allow her. She had never known such strong lust, despite having had more than her fill from the night prior. Her body was still sore, and she knew she must take rest. But she would not pass on an opportunity to touch him if it presented itself.
Fingers caressed her arms as she breathed in and out. She looked up into the Prince's eyes, and stayed still.
Ignoring his substantial erection poking her, the Prince pulled her towards him. Her bare breasts met his chest, his cock slipping snugly between their bodies, warm against her belly. Koko awaited his next command, but he seemed to be lost for words as well. He stared at her lips, his head dipping down to hover above them. Koko stared back at his lips, luscious and slightly parted as he continued to tease her arms with his nimble fingers. Her shoulders slumped down in a relaxed, languid pose in the water, her chest lifted to his gaze. She arched her back, head lifting to offer her lips to him.
The prince set her down firmly, his lips brushing her forehead instead. Sensing his frustration, Koko didn't reach out to him. She stood there silently as he stepped around her. He lifted himself out of the pool effortlessly, his back muscles straining. Koko's breathing slowed as she stared. The rest of his body followed him out of the water, and it did not disappoint. The rest of him was a bronze, muscular, lean form. Koko had never seen someone so beautiful, even before her eyes fell on his prominent erection. She watched it bounce towards his stomach, angry and red in colour, as he dried himself off. He hid this magnificent piece of flesh as he pulled on a robe, hiding his beautiful body from her watchful eyes.
Tying his robe closed, the Prince met her gaze from over his shoulder.
"You are seductive, Koko. If I was a weaker man, I'd fall for your charms. But I'll leave you be now before I succumb to the same fate all other men have fallen to when they met you. I'm also a man, after all." He grinned at her then.
Koko opened her mouth to speak, to ask why he did not want to lay with her. To convince him, it would be harmless but give them both so much pleasure. But he left before she could articulate her feelings - she seldom needed to explain herself. Her life had been pretty ordinary until the last few months as she was introduced to bedsport. And so far, she had been quite content in her role. However, now she realized what it was to truly desire someone and not get to taste them.
Koko let herself sink under water, holding her breath for a moment before rising up to take a breath. The water was soothing and calming against her fevered flesh. How she wished the lapping of the water at her breasts, was the Prince touching her, caressing her there. Her hands ached to touch herself, and she moaned as she spread them on her thighs, sliding them to her core. Her fingers glided over her slit, spreading the slippery moisture there around her pussy. She pressed in on the little bud at the top of her hole, the pleasure it brought made her knees wobble. A few more strokes, and she sank down deeper in the water as her legs gave way. She floated in bliss as the orgasm faded away.
Koko finished her bath, taking her sweet time. As she pulled on a robe, a row of servants waltzed in. They introduced themselves to her, and she understood they were here to help her dress.
Koko was then plucked and combed, and groomed to an inch of her life. Her eyebrows had been shaped, the fuzz on her face, underarms, and between her legs were removed. Though she protested against the pain, she did not dare ask them to stop. If this is what the Prince had ordered, she would do it. She needed him, and she would show him he needed her too. She had to be on her best behaviour so he could see what a good girl she was, so obedient, so responsive to his every command.
A beautiful red gown was pulled over her head, and laced tight. The tops of her breasts crested the top, the corset around her abdomen lifting them higher. Koko was aware of them and what pleasure she had from them with every breath she took, as they strained against her laces, the chafing of fabric on her nipples making them sensitized to each movement.
Her hair was tied in a simple bun, with a jeweled hair net. A gold circlet was placed around her neck, and beet juice dabbed on her lips and cheeks for colour. Smacking her lips together, Koko stared at her reflection for the first time in the silver mirror in the Prince's bed chamber. He had not appeared again as she was transformed into a beautiful princess. That's what she thought of herself as, anyway. Because that is how they had dressed her as - she could not imagine a more beautiful gown, jewels but also the way everyone had treated her since she arrived. She had her every need met, and so welcomed by the closest guards of the Prince. They had pleasured her body so well, she would be sore for a few more days. Yet despite her experiences at the Royal Palace, she yearned for one person.
She did not know where this feeling came from - was it because he was the first man to deny her? Since Lord Kay was so gracious to initiate her to the world of pleasure that could be had between a man and woman, she had never met a man who did not wish to partake from her body. She knew he must desire her, as she clearly saw this morning in the pool. But he did not act on this desire. Koko wished to see him again, imagined him throwing his inhibitions away as he buried himself inside her.
The very thought made her pussy clench hard, she crossed her legs to ebb the sensation. Thanking the servants who had prepared her, she left the Prince's suite to explore the castle. She had been told by the servants that she was free to go anywhere, as the Prince's current mistress. One of the maids - Marilyn - even volunteered to show her around the castle, so she may become more familiar with her new home. Koko smiled when the young girl said that. Was this to be her new home always? She did not know what her future held, but now that she saw what it could be - she agonized over losing her chance to keep this.
Marilyn had led Koko to the main hall, where the morning meal had been laid out. Having had her fill of sliced meats, the finest cheese, and fresh fruits, Koko followed Marilyn around each part of the castle. Just as they were returning to the Prince's chambers for an afternoon nap - Koko had never walked so much in her life and she was eager to curl up in the Prince's scent as she rested - they were intercepted by a Lord. His blond hair was straight, cut just above his shoulders. His mouth was lush but twisted, his nose crooked as if he had broken it once or twice. His brown eyes reminded her of the prince, though he was not as sharp in the face. Her suspicions of his identity were confirmed when Marilyn hastily curtsied, her face red. "Your Highness." She greeted him. Koko copied the movement, dutifully standing with her gaze to her feet, not meeting the eyes of her superior as she had been instructed. She did not feel this compulsion for her Prince (as she had started to call him in her mind) as she did for his brother, for her eyes always looked for him, hungry for him to look at her.
The Prince currently in front of her, sneered. "I haven't met you yet, girl. What's your name?"
Clearing her throat, Koko stammered. "I am Lady Constance, your Highness." She did not want to tell him her name was Koko. She only wanted her Prince to call her that. This Prince was not as pleasant.
The Prince sniffed. "You're the one the Archbishop sent for my brother." He didn't mean it as a question so Koko did not answer. He stepped forward to grab her chin in his hands.
Examining her face, he mused. "You're not the most beautiful he sent, nor have the experience I imagine. But he must have seen something in you. What is it?" His grip on her jaw tightened as he stepped closer, staring into her face.
"I would not know, your Highness." Koko answered as she kept her gaze down. Beside her, Marilyn stood mutely frozen, trying to make herself look small to avoid the notice of the Royal before them.
"No matter, what belongs to my little brother belongs to me first. It is I that will be King, and you must learn your place."
"Yes, your Highness." Koko did not argue for she knew this - she was here to please her betters, and she knew her duty. So she did not protest as he set her against one of the window ledges, hiking her skirts up to rummage in her drawers with rough fingers.
Marilyn stood to the side with her head bowed, peeking at them quickly before lowering her gaze again. Koko forgot about her as thick fingers slipped in her slit, her wet juices coating it. She had been simmering in a pool of heat ever since the morning with thwarted desire, so she welcomed the rough probing fingers in her pussy. Fumbling with his leggings, the Crown Prince unleashed his cock, moving it to her opening. He slammed all the way into her without preamble, using her body to massage his organ. Koko was so primed for a hard cock, she came within a few pumps. Her head fell back against the window pane as the Crown Prince continued to rut in her, holding her legs up around his hips.
His final thrust had her head hitting the window pane, and she yelped. The Crown Prince paid her no heed, though. He pulled out of her, his cock trailing semen on her thighs as he moved back. Without his hands holding her up on the ledge, Koko slipped down, her skirts covering her up again.
"Good enough, I suppose." The Prince commented, as he righted his clothes. As Koko lifted herself to her feet, he finished dressing, looking her up and down. "See to it that you are not wearing drawers next time I see you. Such a nuisance." Huffing, he stalked off.
Marilyn cleared her throat in the silence that followed. When Koko glanced at her, she smiled without judgement.
"Your nap, milady?" She inquired, reminding her of where they were headed. Koko nodded, and followed her helpful guide. Her damp core was throbbing, small quivers running through her body as an aftermath of her orgasm. A warm bath, then a nap, in that order. She was grateful for all the pleasures, but she was ready to give her pussy a rest.