The girl was finally here. The Princess turned her head to look at her.
She stood in the archway. She was holding onto the white robe, just a piece of clean fabric wrapped around her body. Her hair was slightly wet, it was slicked backwards. Her skin looked wet too, but it wasn't water, the Princess knew.
It was the most exquisite fragrance oil of her residence, as she had ordered.
The girl's robe left her shoulders uncovered, and on the bottom it reached not far below her hip line, leaving her shiny legs in view as well.
The Princess looked those legs over. She gestured for the girl to come, she patted the bed.
The girl hesitated, but she walked over.
The Princess was still lying comfortably on her pillows. She said, "What's your name?"
The girl was standing right next. She said, in that same low whisper as when they talked before, "My name is Yuri, Your Majesty."
"Yuri? Fine, Yuri. Sit down."
The girl sat down on the edge of the bed, still holding onto her tiny robe. And the Princess could feel her heart beating a bit faster as the girl came this close to her.
She said, "You are a robber then."
"Y-Yes, Your Majesty."
"Are you grateful? That I spared your life?"
"Yes..." her voice trembled, "Your Majesty, yes..." The girl looked at the Princess, with wide open eyes. She finally got up off the bed, knelt down and then lowered her head in a deep, respectful bow.
"But that is not the end of it," the Princess said.
The girl wasn't moving.
The princess sat up. "You are a robber, are you not? And for that, you do deserve punishment." Her own voice sounded strange to her, and she noticed her breathing was already all over the place as she finally said it, "Not just being banished. Look at me now."
The girl raised her head and their eyes met.
"You shall be flogged," the Princess said, with some difficulty. Her chest was jumping up and down, she knew that.
The girl was looking at her for a second, her eyebrows raised just slightly. Then she lowered her head again and whispered, "Yes, Your Majesty."
"Get on the bed," the Princess commanded. "And lie down."
The girl climbed onto the bed.
"Here. Come closer, yes... Closer to the edge."
The girl lied down on her stomach right next to her, her feet hanging off the edge of the bed. The bottom of her robe was already riding up, revealing almost everything.
As soon as she knew the girl couldn't see her, the Princess touched her own chest, struggling for a moment, still trying to control her own breathing. She gently rubbed the fabric of her dress right over her nipple.
She still couldn't believe it, but it was happening. The girl was here and she was real. And the whip was lying ready on the floor, on the other side of the bed.
And she was ready to use it.
She got up off the bed and picked it up.
It was a long, sturdy leather whip. It was what you would use on animals. It was all curled up as she took it in her hands.
The girl saw her do it. She had both hands under her chin, watching, probably holding her breath.
They were looking at each other now.
"It is not my wish to tie you up," the Princess said.
The girl was still looking at her, then she gulped.
The Princess sat down next to her, looking at her body from above. "But can you withstand it?"
"Yes, Y-Your Majesty..."
"Good." She placed her hand on the girl's robe. Unwrapping it.
She folded it to the side, revealing the girl's back and her buttocks. The Princess was now staring at dark, oil treated skin.
You could tell this girl was a robber, her body certainly looked like she was one. So fit...
The Princess was trying to resist at first, but it was too much. She placed her hand on the girl's lower back.
The girl flinched just slightly, but then remained still, as the Princess moved her fingers around, a bit to the side. She slid them along the girl's hip, just barely grazing her skin.
She finally managed to pull her hand back. She got up.
She moved to the edge of the bed where the girl's feet were. She uncurled the whip and took one more step back.
She'd already had a few practice swings earlier, while waiting, but she took one again, hitting the floor off the side with a loud smack.
The girl flinched at the sound.
The Princess turned to her again and smirked. Then she pulled her hand back, biting her lip in anticipation.
Once the first blow lands there will be no going back, she knew that.
She was going to hurt this girl. She was going to hurt her bad.
She admired her glistening body.
The girl was finally here. The Princess turned her head to look at her.
She stood in the archway. She was holding onto the white robe, just a piece of clean fabric wrapped around her body. Her hair was slightly wet, it was slicked backwards. Her skin looked wet too, but it wasn't water, the Princess knew.
It was the most exquisite fragrance oil of her residence, as she had ordered.
The girl's robe left her shoulders uncovered, and on the bottom it reached not far below her hip line, leaving her shiny legs in view as well.
The Princess looked those legs over. She gestured for the girl to come, she patted the bed.
The girl hesitated, but she walked over.
The Princess was still lying comfortably on her pillows. She said, "What's your name?"
The girl was standing right next. She said, in that same low whisper as when they talked before, "My name is Yuri, Your Majesty."
"Yuri? Fine, Yuri. Sit down."
The girl sat down on the edge of the bed, still holding onto her tiny robe. And the Princess could feel her heart beating a bit faster as the girl came this close to her.
She said, "You are a robber then."
"Y-Yes, Your Majesty."
"Are you grateful? That I spared your life?"
"Yes..." her voice trembled, "Your Majesty, yes..." The girl looked at the Princess, with wide open eyes. She finally got up off the bed, knelt down and then lowered her head in a deep, respectful bow.
"But that is not the end of it," the Princess said.
The girl wasn't moving.
The princess sat up. "You are a robber, are you not? And for that, you do deserve punishment." Her own voice sounded strange to her, and she noticed her breathing was already all over the place as she finally said it, "Not just being banished. Look at me now."
The girl raised her head and their eyes met.
"You shall be flogged," the Princess said, with some difficulty. Her chest was jumping up and down, she knew that.
The girl was looking at her for a second, her eyebrows raised just slightly. Then she lowered her head again and whispered, "Yes, Your Majesty."
"Get on the bed," the Princess commanded. "And lie down."
The girl climbed onto the bed.
"Here. Come closer, yes... Closer to the edge."
The girl lied down on her stomach right next to her, her feet hanging off the edge of the bed. The bottom of her robe was already riding up, revealing almost everything.
As soon as she knew the girl couldn't see her, the Princess touched her own chest, struggling for a moment, still trying to control her own breathing. She gently rubbed the fabric of her dress right over her nipple.
She still couldn't believe it, but it was happening. The girl was here and she was real. And the whip was lying ready on the floor, on the other side of the bed.
And she was ready to use it.
She got up off the bed and picked it up.
It was a long, sturdy leather whip. It was what you would use on animals. It was all curled up as she took it in her hands.
The girl saw her do it. She had both hands under her chin, watching, probably holding her breath.
They were looking at each other now.
"It is not my wish to tie you up," the Princess said.
The girl was still looking at her, then she gulped.
The Princess sat down next to her, looking at her body from above. "But can you withstand it?"
"Yes, Y-Your Majesty..."
"Good." She placed her hand on the girl's robe. Unwrapping it.
She folded it to the side, revealing the girl's back and her buttocks. The Princess was now staring at dark, oil treated skin.
You could tell this girl was a robber, her body certainly looked like she was one. So fit...
The Princess was trying to resist at first, but it was too much. She placed her hand on the girl's lower back.
The girl flinched just slightly, but then remained still, as the Princess moved her fingers around, a bit to the side. She slid them along the girl's hip, just barely grazing her skin.
She finally managed to pull her hand back. She got up.
She moved to the edge of the bed where the girl's feet were. She uncurled the whip and took one more step back.
She'd already had a few practice swings earlier, while waiting, but she took one again, hitting the floor off the side with a loud smack.
The girl flinched at the sound.
The Princess turned to her again and smirked. Then she pulled her hand back, biting her lip in anticipation.
Once the first blow lands there will be no going back, she knew that.
She was going to hurt this girl. She was going to hurt her bad.
She admired her glistening body.
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