Dungeon Mistress
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
5,640
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Gen starts to learn
Genevieve - the Queen's estranged daughter had rejoined her in the monarch's castle. Being taught the simpler things by Emily - the Queen's 'right hand' and being taught more intimate things by the Queen herself...we rejoin them 6 months on....
Gen strode through the castle, gleaming with pride at her new leather corset she received for her 14th birthday. This will go nicely with my toys she thought. A large smirk growing across her perfectly porcelain features, in a world of her own, she suddenly bumped into a guard - who had not noticed her coming due to the fact that he was fast asleep on his chair outside the Queen's quarters. Jumping up to attention, suddenly alarmed, he was just about to shout "Halt!" when he was lifted off his feet with a hand around his throat.
"What is the meaning of this?"
The guard merely spluttered as his face turned cherry red.
She released her grip after kicking away his chair, letting him fall to the stone floor. Upon hearing the shouts, the Queen herself peered out to see what the commotion was about.
"This clown was sleeping on duty ma'am!" Gen's etiquette had improved greatly in these months.
"Well well, William. I am so disappointed in you." The Queen narrowed her eyes as a plan formed in her mind. "Genevieve, I think it is time you learned my preferred methods of punishment."
The guard's face went from cherry red to ashen grey.
"Oh Ma'am! Please, no! I promise I shall never sleep again, please, I'm beggin' ya ma..." a large hand surrounded his throat. His weapons to defend his Queen taken, his broad sword dug sharply into his side making him march quickly to the dungeons....
Gen strode through the castle, gleaming with pride at her new leather corset she received for her 14th birthday. This will go nicely with my toys she thought. A large smirk growing across her perfectly porcelain features, in a world of her own, she suddenly bumped into a guard - who had not noticed her coming due to the fact that he was fast asleep on his chair outside the Queen's quarters. Jumping up to attention, suddenly alarmed, he was just about to shout "Halt!" when he was lifted off his feet with a hand around his throat.
"What is the meaning of this?"
The guard merely spluttered as his face turned cherry red.
She released her grip after kicking away his chair, letting him fall to the stone floor. Upon hearing the shouts, the Queen herself peered out to see what the commotion was about.
"This clown was sleeping on duty ma'am!" Gen's etiquette had improved greatly in these months.
"Well well, William. I am so disappointed in you." The Queen narrowed her eyes as a plan formed in her mind. "Genevieve, I think it is time you learned my preferred methods of punishment."
The guard's face went from cherry red to ashen grey.
"Oh Ma'am! Please, no! I promise I shall never sleep again, please, I'm beggin' ya ma..." a large hand surrounded his throat. His weapons to defend his Queen taken, his broad sword dug sharply into his side making him march quickly to the dungeons....