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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM on SoFurry.

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Authors Note: There may or may not be another chapter after this one, I haven’t decided yet. They are a fun cast to play around with, that’s for sure. I might just branch off and do a few other stories set in this world and see how it goes. This one is a bit long as I wrote half of Pandora’s interactions by themselves, then all of Falstaff’s encounters, then went back and finished off Pandora’s. So technically it is two stories I combined into one.

Also, Mayjik is another character of mine that has her own series. But seeing as she is something of a powerful fae character, she doesn’t stick to her own timeline or stories either. She first appeared here -> https://www.sofurry.com/view/1932404

Part 1 of “ A Royal pain in the ass” can be found here -> https://www.sofurry.com/view/2208518

Part 2 of “ A Royal pain in the ass” can be found here -> https://www.sofurry.com/view/2209600

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Though the rabid invasion had been quelled, it had come at immense cost to both sides. Lyndonholm had lost a lot of men, primarily soldiers, which left their defences weakened. With so many Lupin having been eradicated, this left a power vacuum in the North, which had started civil wars as different tribes fought for dominance. If they had stayed fighting long enough, it would have given Lyndonholm time to rebuild and refortify, but they weren’t so lucky. There were rumours of a strange new white she wolf who was starting to band all the different tribes together, she was said to be just as intelligent as she was strong. It wasn’t unusual for a female to become leader of a tribe, but for one to bring multiple tribes under one banner, that was something to be concerned about. Those tribes that did not listen to reason were beaten into submission, if they still did not submit, they were simply eradicated.

Considering the losses on both sides already, the fact this new leader was so willing to eradicate her own kind was worrying to say the least. It was a major risk to eliminate so many bloodlines when they were also trying to rebuild their own population. With a growing force of Lupin up North being led by such a leader, King Adderlaine knew he needed help. If Lyndonholm fell, there would be nothing stopping the Lupin from flooding into Ylferia and Esclaria. It was for this reason he called for an urgent meeting between the three Southern nations.

From Ylferia, King Cederlain had sent his eldest son, Crown Prince Endigran in his stead. Endigran was something of an enigma in Ylferia, the royal deer families were primarily poets and scholars. Yet, young Endigran had made quite the name for himself on the battlefield, he had even fought alongside Falstaff a couple of times in the no man’s land battles. He was more than just a soldier however, he was as skilled with a pen as he was with a sword, a rare combination of strength and intelligence. Having fought on the frontlines himself, he knew better than most what they were dealing with.

From Esclaria, King Edderin had sent his eldest son, Crown Prince Valhune. Unlike Endigran, Valhune had not served in the army and had not fought in any wars. His only experience in fighting came from royal tournaments, where his name all but ensured him victory, regardless of his opponents’ skill. As such, the young black bear had a rather over-inflated ego as a result. It was this fact which caused so much tension between Ylferia and Esclaria, as the two royals could not see eye to eye. As King Adderlaine did not have any sons of his own, that duty fell to Pandora to sit in on the meetings and assist wherever she could. If anything, her presence at least cooled the young prince’s tempers somewhat as she provided something of a distraction, but it did not quell them completely.

“Esclaria does not need your aid, we can fight them on our own” Prince Valhune snorted in derision at King Adderlaine and Prince Endigran. While it might have been true to an extent, a lot of Lyndonholm’s shared might did come from Esclaria’s soldiers, but they were not unlimited, and they were definitely not invincible. The Lupin forces would overwhelm them with sheer numbers, even after having lost so many during the Rabid wars.

“We are all aware of Esclaria’s proud military heritage, but you do not need to sacrifice another Kingdom in order to shore up your fragile ego” Prince Endigran snarled back. “If Esclaria does not wish to aid in the defence of the Southern kingdoms, then neither shall Ylferia!” the young ivory white stag almost shouted. “We will not offer aid to a Kingdom that cannot and will not see beyond the end of their short, fat snout!” the white stag said cooly while glaring openly at the young black bear.

“It’s not fat, I’m just big boned!” Crown Prince Valhune retorted with a low growl as he stood up from his seat to lean over the large table, where he along with his advisors sat opposite the Ylferia delegation.

“At this point I think I’d rather take my chances with the white wolf queen” King Adderlaine sighed softly and rubbed at his temples; this was just another in a succession of arguments which had broken out between the two young princes. “This is getting us nowhere fast, let’s take a break and come back to it later?” the tired looking older feline offered. His head was pounding from having to deal with two hot blooded youths, not that their fathers would have been much better. They were all proud men and none of them wanted to show any signs of weakness.

“Let me try something, father” Pandora said softly as she leaned in towards the Lyndonholm king, with a strange sort of determination on her face as she all but glared at the two arrogant princes.

“I don’t think you can handle them, dearest…” the King began to gently say, but was stopped short by the fiery look of determination in his daughter’s eyes when she turned to look directly at him. He still thought of her as the silly little playful kitten that got up to mischief around the castle, but now, sitting beside him, he finally saw her as a beautiful woman. Perhaps her time being looked after by Falstaff had finally helped her grow up after all.

“Oh, I’ll handle them alright…just you wait and see” Pandora said with a devilish grin that reminded the king of her mother, mostly because it sent chills down his spine. He knew better than to stand in the way of such women, so with a resigned sigh and nod, he permitted the Princess to try smooth things over between the three nations.

“You two!” Pandora stood and said with a clarity that caused the room to fall into silence finally, something even her father had not managed. “Come with me…alone” her tone was ice cold, which was in stark contrast to her soft and friendly demeanour she had displayed thus far. It was enough to stop the two princes from arguing and instead they just gave each other a confused look. “Now!” Pandora almost shouted, which made the two men jump and scurry after her, along with their attendants. “We will be discussing this…alone” she whirled around and glared at the armed guards, advisors and maids who attempted to follow their respective princes. The group of servants all looked to their nobles for guidance but were met with unsure shrugs of their shoulders.

“Do as the Princess orders” Prince Endigran, ever the voice of reason, said plainly. “We are guests in her home, after all” the white stag pointed out, though he didn’t sound quite so sure of himself as he usually did. This seemed to smooth things over a little at least, enough so the entourage of the two princes remained in the meeting room without further complaint. Though that did not stop them from whispering conspiratorially as they glanced around the room with growing suspicion.

Pandora led the two nobles through the castle and toward a less occupied portion of the castle. She briefly paused at a door when she thought she heard voices inside the room but thought better of it and kept moving towards a different and more private area. Pandora finally found what she was looking for, a vacant room that was far enough away from the meeting hall that no one would disturb them, but also one that would be suitably comfortable for what she had in mind. Once they were alone in the lavishly decorated room, the small Birman feline turned and glared up at the two large men.

“You two are acting like petulant children” she began and quickly cut the princes off when they tried to argue. “We are here for the sake of all our Kingdoms, but you are letting your own ego’s get in the way of that. It is clear you both have something to prove to each other, so why don’t we put you both to the test and make a wager on the outcome?” Pandora asked with a stern expression, while she tried to resist a growing grin.

“What did you have in mind?” Prince Endigran asked curiously, already his scheming mind was beginning to work. He obviously had his suspicions judging by how he was starting to look the smaller but very beautiful princess over a bit more closely.

“Yeah, whatever the doe can do, I can do better anyway” Prince Valhune snorted derisively. Unlike the white stag beside him, the black bear was clearly oblivious as to what Princess Pandora was alluding to.

“If I win, you both agree to my father’s terms” Lyndonholm’s princess offered with a sly smile while she feigned innocence. Though Endigran could see there were devious thoughts behind those big blue eyes that attempted to disarm them. The big white stag couldn’t help but grin, he had assumed Pandora would be just another boring airhead princess, but she was quickly squashing that notion to say the least.

“What if we win?” the bear asked with growing curiosity. It seemed he was finally starting to cotton on to what was happening, though he wasn’t entirely too sure, unlike the white stag beside him.

“What would entice you to play along?” Pandora asked curiously. She wasn’t sure what more she would be able to offer them, but for the safety of her country and her people, no price was too steep.

“If I win, I want a night with Falstaff as my slave, to do whatever I want with her” Prince Endigran said with a broad grin. He had seen her on the battlefield a few times, he knew she was a capable fighter, but she was more than that. The white vixen was as beautiful as she was deadly, the thought of having her beneath him had fuelled many nights of self-pleasure for the Ylferia prince.

“I’m not sure she would be happy about that, but…if it’s for the good of the Kingdom, I’m sure she would agree to it. Very well…and you?” the small feline asked as she looked up at Prince Valhune.

“I want a night with your mom” the bear laughed; he didn’t even have the common courtesy to refer to her as her rightful title of the Queen. “The tits on that woman are worth waging war over” Valhune said with a dreamy look on his face, while his hands squeezed an imaginary pair of Queen Eleanor’s breasts.

“I’m not sure I could swing that one, but I will see what I can do” Pandora pondered for a bit. Perhaps she would have to get the court magician involved, Mayjik might be able to hypnotize her mother into doing what the bear wanted, or just to transform Pandora to look like the Queen and do the deed herself.

“What shall the wager be on?” the white stag finally thought to ask.

“Well, if you both are up for it…I intend on testing your endurance” Pandora offered with a suggestive grin while nodding down at the stag’s crotch.

“Pardon?” Prince Endigran blinked in surprise, surely, he must’ve misheard the princess.

“Don’t be such a stick in the mud, Prince Endigran” Pandora sighed and rolled her eyes at him. “I intend to suck your dicks, if you can last until the sand runs out of the timer, you win. It’s that simple” the feline offered the bet as if she were offering them a scone to accompany their tea.

“Ha! Now that’s some diplomacy I can get behind!” Prince Valhune laughed and slapped at his thigh. “I bet I can last longer than prong head too!” the black bear teased with a broad grin.

“You’re on…” the white stag snorted and glared back at the boisterous bear.

“Very well then, strip for me boys” Pandora ordered with a smile. She too would slip out of her overly frilly gown and all her jewellery. Being so overdressed was not conducive to the activities they were about to undertake after all. Though she would not strip completely bare, she would retain some of her modesty in nothing but her skimpy petticoat. But even that was far more than either prince had thought they ever would get to see of her during their diplomatic trip.

“She’s serious…” Prince Endigran mumbled as he watched Pandora strip down before them. Again, the stag and bear shared a look before they too began to shed their own clothing. Though, unlike the pretty feline princess before them, they stripped completely bare.

“I must admit, I do have a fondness for your kind…” Pandora admitted as she remembered her first encounter with the large bear down by the docks. Seeing Valhune standing naked before her did bring back some fond memories, along with a slight subconscious lift of her tail. “I’ve not yet done anything with one of your kind though, so I am curious” she continued, now looking over at the tall handsome white stag.

While Prince Valhune was a bit shorter than the white stag, he was a fair bit broader. Even though he had a bit of a gut on him, his chest, shoulders and arms were well defined, even beneath his thick black fur. It was obvious he was strong, though unlike the stag beside him, he was all brute strength with little in the way of political acumen. Prince Endigran on the other hand, was tall and slender with barely an ounce of fat on him. His muscles were plain to see, though Pandora doubted he was as strong as the bear with his natural strength. What she was most interested in, however, was their nice plump sheaths. As both nobles stood side by side and tried not to look at one another, the smaller feline got down onto her knees before them and reached up to begin caressing at their groins gently.

It didn’t take long before the awkwardness of standing naked beside a rival noble went out the window, their focus was now on the wonderfully soft hands of the Lyndonholm princess caressing and stroking at their sheathes. Soon to be joined by her muzzle, lips and tongue as she teased them both to fullness with surprising skill. Both Valhune and Endigran had laid with women before, but one was used to paying for it, while the other had claimed their prize on the battlefield. It was a vast difference between someone being forced to provide pleasure and someone who was giving it willingly, they both found out. Especially when the willing participant was another noble it seemed.

“Wait, together? I thought we would be doing it one at a time?” Valhune grumbled when Pandora reached over and flipped over a small sand filled hourglass on the table beside herself. She hadn’t stopped fondling either of them, so it looked as though they were both racing against the same clock already.

“Is that all the time you’re giving yourself?” the white stag asked with a broad grin. It was barely a few minutes by his estimation, which clearly meant his night with Falstaff was all but guaranteed.

Pandora didn’t stop to reply, she just continued with her fondling and teasing of the two princes. Soon she introduced them to her maw and all the skills she had learned over the past few months under Falstaff’s tutelage. The young Birman couldn’t help but grin as she watched the smug expressions fade off of the two princes faces as they began to realize the gravity of their situation. They continued to glance nervously at the hourglass as the sand seemed to be pouring at a painfully slow pace, despite it being so small to begin with. Pandora willingly deep throated each prince in turn, letting them feel the back of her throat and her rough feline tongue as she caressed their throbbing flesh. She did enjoy the differences between them too, as expected, the bear was a bit shorter, but a lot thicker compared to the stag. Not that he wasn’t decently thick himself, but he did luck out in the length department and even managed to make her gag once or twice.

There was something completely different from having a lowly attendant or defeated enemy performing such an act on them compared to a noblewoman. The attendant and defeated enemy had no choice in the matter, while Pandora was actively and willingly choosing to gag on their cocks. Not only that, but she was also putting most skilled whores to shame with her skill, though both princes knew better than to ask where or how she had learned such a thing. Not that they could, at the moment, they were far too focused on holding back their impending climaxes. The soft hands of the princess caressing and rolling their heavy balls in her palm as she switched back and forth to suck each of them off in turn had the bears toes curling against the intricately patterned rug beneath his feet, while Endigran constantly shifted his weight from foot to foot while snorting with a growing need to release.

“Fuck!” Valhune was the first to pop, Pandora currently had his cocktip between her lips while her tongue danced and flicked rapidly about his flesh. She didn’t even pull off his length when he started to cum either, she just smiled up at him and swallowed every last drop without complaint. Meanwhile, her soft hands never missed a step as she stroked and fondled the white stags member beside her.

The white stag watched with his mouth agape at the display before him, only to suffer the same fate a moment later. Unlike the bear however, he was unable to keep his hands to himself, and Pandora found herself being guided deeper down onto his length. Not that she minded, Falstaff had taught her well enough how to deepthroat with ease. As a result of her unusual training, Endigran emptied his balls directly down her throat, just before the last grains of sand fell.

With a smug grin and lick of her lips, the smaller feline stared up at the two foreign princes before saying “I win.”

“That wasn’t fair, you cheated!” Valhune growled in embarrassment at having climaxed first.

“How so?” the princess asked curiously as she slowly stood up, back on her feet.

“You focused more on me than him!” the black bear accused, sounding even more like a petulant child than before.

“She did not, you just lack self-control is all” Prince Endigran commented with a smug grin.

“You didn’t feel what she was doing with her tongue!” Valhune interjected. “It felt like the wings of a hummingbird caressing me!” the bear said with a note of wonder in his voice.

“Oh, I did feel that…but did you feel her throat squeeze around you when she pressed her nose into your crotchfur?” Endigran turned to ask with a strange sort of excitement. It was almost as if they had forgotten Pandora was standing right there before them as they compared lewd notes about what had just happened to them.

“Oh yeah, that was good too…” Valhune nodded in eager agreement. Pandora just watched the two young men begin to compare notes on her oral performance while a strange sort of friendship began to blossom between them. It wasn’t enough though, she knew this brief respite was tenuous at best, she needed to do something more to solidify the growing friendship between Valhune and Endigran if her kingdom had any hope of getting the support it needed from them.

“Well, if you would like a rematch, I do have another idea to test your endurance” Pandora interjected with another sly smile. “This time it will be a one-on-one interaction; you will get to time each other to keep it fair, even.”

“What do you have in mind?” Both the bear and stag asked almost in unison as they turned their attention back to the princess. This time, they could barely contain their excited grins as they eyed the pretty princess before them.

“Well, you have both finished once in my mouth already, so in theory, you should last longer the second time around” Pandora began to explain. “To make it more fair, you will lay down for me so I can…test your fortitude again, a different way this time” the feline offered rather vaguely.

“But you’re a princess…you’re not married, surely you can’t…” Valhune began to object, though not as vehemently as he probably should have. Any noble man should have rightfully fought for the princess’s virtue, but the thought of getting his dick inside such a pretty feline was quickly overriding his moral compass.

“Oh, I’m not talking about that…there’s another way” the pretty princess offered with a devious grin.

“What other way?” Endigran asked with a frown.

“You’re a tactician, surely you of all people would understand an assault from the rear?” Princess Pandora asked with a fluttering of her long eyelashes up at him.

“You mean…” the white stag balked at the idea, though clearly, he was not put off by it, judging by how hard he started getting at the mere thought alone.

“Wait…you mean, under your tail. But it’s not meant for that” the black bear frowned and scratched behind his neck in confusion. The he too clearly did not mind the idea as his thick pink length also showed signs of returning to fullness in quick order.

“Oh, believe me, I’ll change your mind about that soon enough” the smaller feline replied with a laugh. “This time, you’re going first” she demanded while reaching up to poke a finger against the centre of Endigran’s chest, between his well-defined pectorals.

“Uh, sure…” the Ylferian prince replied almost shyly this time. He couldn’t hide his eagerness however, his cocktip was already beginning to drip as he leaked long sticky strands of precum down on to the expensive rug beneath his feet.

“You get to hold the timer, you must only turn it when we begin, understand?” Pandora ordered of the large black bear, while handing him the small hourglass.

“How will I know when you’ve begun?” Prince Valhune asked with uncertainty as he gingerly held the small object in his large hands.

“Oh, you’ll know” the feline replied with a playful smile and wink. She waited for Prince Endigran to lay down on the bed for her, before she climbed atop him and straddled his waist. Her petticoat fanned out and covered their activities from view, so the black bear could not see what was actually going on beneath it. True to her word though, it was rather obvious when they had begun. Pandora had reached down beneath her petticoat and between her thighs to guide the young white stag’s member back to where she wanted him, the gasping groan he gave as she sunk down onto him was rather telling indeed. Even someone as dim-witted and inexperienced as Prince Valhune was able to tell that was the signal to start the timer.

“Just remember, you’ve already lost the bet, so you both have to agree to my father’s terms...nnnf…” Pandora huffed as she started to grind and gyrate her hips down against Endigran’s lap. “This is purely to put to rest which of you two can last the longest…” she said, now looking directly at Valhune, who wasn’t even paying attention to the hourglass anymore. He was watching his new friends face as the beautiful Lyndonholm princess rode his cock. The bear just nodded dumbly in response to her words; she probably could have asked him to hand over his kingdom just then and he would’ve agreed to it with how distracted he was.

“By the nine!” Endigran groaned and clutched at the bedspread either side of him as he tried to hold back his climax. But the feeling beneath the princess’s petticoat was indescribable, he had never felt anything like it. He’d heard of soldiers engaging in such barbaric acts before sure, but the way they had described it was less than appealing to the noble stag. But here and now, with a princess in his lap and his eager cock buried under her tail, the tight heat squeezing down around him as she bounced a little along his length, suddenly he understood why the soldiers enjoyed this so much. What he was most impressed with however, was the look on the princess’s face. He knew he wasn’t the smallest of sizes out there, but even still, she had a strange sort of eagerness in her eyes. She was actually enjoying this, that fact alone made the prince question everything he knew about women. They didn’t need to be forced to pleasure him, some of them even took pleasure in acts some thought barbaric.

The white stag tried to hold back, but the way that tight, hot little hole was working his cock was just too much. Even with Valhune watching right beside him, it wasn’t enough to stave off his second climax. With a hard shudder coursing through his entire body, Endigran snorted and began to spill his seed deep beneath the Lyndonholm princess’s tail. From the corner of his eye, he spotted Valhune turn the hourglass onto its side, he hadn’t lasted nearly as long as he thought he would. Even though it felt like he had been going for twice as long as the first time with the princess, she had ridden him to climax in record time. Though strangely, this time he didn’t seem to mind finishing so quickly.

When Pandora finally climbed up out of Prince Endigran’s lap, the stag lay motionless for a few moments as he panted and stared at the ceiling. “Are you okay?” Valhune leaned over to ask with genuine concern.

“I think I saw Heaven…” Endigran replied before he started to laugh. He was too spent to even try cover himself, his thick pink length lay limp against his lower belly as it slowly began to retreat inside his sheath, leaving a thin trail of his seed across his toned abdominal muscles.

“That good, huh?” the black bear replied with growing curiosity as he looked back and forth between the worn out stag and the grinning princess.

“Can’t explain it, friend” Endigran said as he finally sat up and grinned at Valhune. “It’s definitely something you need to experience for yourself” the stag continued with a friendly pat to the bear’s shoulder.

“Your turn” Pandora grinned at a now nervous but eager looking Prince Valhune. With a nod of encouragement from Prince Endigran, the black bear switched places and was soon laying on his back and staring at the ceiling above. As nervous as he was, his cock was still as rigid as steel as it pointed towards the heavens it hoped to enter momentarily.

The black bear was so nervous he didn’t even notice that Prince Endigran hadn’t even bothered to reset the hourglass. The white stag just watched with a knowing grin as the princess climbed into Valhune’s lap and positioned herself the same way she had done with him. As expected, Prince Valhune reacted even more wildly than Prince Endigran had done. His eyes went wide, and his hands immediately clutched at the bedding either side of him.

“Holy fucking shit!” Valhune exclaimed as he stared wide eyed up at the grinning Pandora. Despite her demure nature and smaller size, the pretty feline princess seemed to be taking him surprisingly well. It was all he could do to stop his eyes from rolling into the back of his skull as the tight heat slowly sunk down onto his eager cock. He had never felt something so hot and tight before, not even with the most expensive whores in his kingdom.

“Don’t fight it, it’s pointless” Prince Endigran laughed and grinned down at the black bear. “You’d have more luck resisting time and getting old” the stag continued while watching his former rival and now friend grit his teeth while trying to fight his own climax.

Pandora tried not to laugh at Prince Endigran’s words, Falstaff constantly complimented her on her behind, so she knew it must be good. But hearing it come from someone like the white stag, that just confirmed it for her. She was just happy to be able to use her unique skills to help solidify peace and support between their nations. Granted, she also just enjoyed feeling their cocks under her tail too, especially knowing they both would one day be the rulers of their respective kingdoms, she could honestly say she got butt-fucked by two of the most powerful men in their known world one day. It was a sacrifice she was happy to make, one which she would gladly do again if the need ever arose.

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“That’s a good little puppy, clean up your Queen’s sloppy cunt” Quean Eleanor teased mockingly down at the glaring white vixen between her thighs. With Pandora currently indisposed with the diplomatic meetings with her father, Falstaff had not been needed at her side. Unfortunately, instead of getting to train or attend to any one of her dozens of other responsibilities, the Queen and Castellan Tamberlane had absconded with the white furred warrior to further torment her. “Keep growling, bitch, it just makes your tongue feel even better inside me…” the curvier version of Pandora almost purred down to the war hero who she was so brazenly belittling.

Falstaff was not a fan of giving oral to males or being on the receiving end of a hard fucking. But she had no choice in the matter, currently she was under direct orders of the Queen to “suck out my lovers cum” from her royal pussy, while the big crocodile made use of her behind once again. The ivory furred vixen didn’t know what was worse, the taste of the Castellan’s cum on her tongue, or the feeling of his thick cock hammering beneath her fluffy white tail again. Even just the sway of his heavy balls as they battered against her own smaller soft furred orbs below was uncomfortable, like a constant reminder that he was better than her, more powerful than her. She had fought so hard to get where she was, only to be treated like nothing more than a plaything by the Queen and her lover.

“I’m amazed how tight your ass still is after all the fucking I’ve given it” the large crocodile joined in with the humiliation. His words struck a nerve though, Falstaff’s ears laid flat against her hair and an unavoidable blush touched her cheeks as he so casually commented on her tightness. She hated that he spoke the truth though, they had been catching her unawares and making use of her every chance they got. The pair of deviants seemed to get immense joy at finding new and even more humiliating methods of abusing her. The Queen had even had the blacksmith forge a metal replica of the Castellan’s cock which she adorned with a leather belt about her waist, so both she and the crocodile could cram themselves inside her at one point. Falstaff had been wounded in battle before, but even that did not compare to the pain of such an act, at least she could heal from a wound received in battle, but the scars left behind after being taken in such a manner lasted a lot longer. Even though they were not visible scars, she still felt them very keenly, even more so than the small line of raised flesh beneath the soft white fur on her abdomen where she was run through by a rapier years ago.

Queen Eleanor finally got what she wanted, aside from a nice clean pussy, Falstaff’s tongue and humiliation culminated in another intense climax for her. Those shapely thighs of her matriarch clamped down tight around the vixen’s head and held her firmly in place while she came hard and ground her cunt against Falstaff’s snout. Behind her, the Castellan was just about to reach his climax as well it seemed, she could feel his sharp claws digging into her hips as he hammered his thick cock in deep beneath her fluffy white tail. Sure enough, just before the Queen finally released her head, the large crocodile began flooding her guts with another load of his seed. Falstaff did not like the fact that she had been forced to swallow his first load by proxy from the Queen’s quim, only to have another load fill her rear and meet it in the middle of her body.

“Good bitch, you served your Queen well” the Castellan huffed and growled while grinding his hips against her ass and giving her behind a rough swat, which left the imprint of his hand beneath her white fur. Without warning, he suddenly withdrew himself from the vixen’s rear, just so he could stroke the last few spurts of his cum across her pert white behind. “Now get dressed and get back to work” he ordered, as if this had been her idea in an attempt to shirk her responsibilities.

Falstaff knew better than to talk back to either of them, that would just result in more punishment. With a clenched jaw, she collected her clothing and armour before exiting the room without bothering to get dressed. They had done this enough times that she didn’t expect to see anyone outside, which would allow her to get dressed in at least some sort of privacy. Only, this time there was someone sitting in on the railing overlooking the courtyard further down the passage.

“Having fun, dear?” the white rabbit with violet eyes and her long dark hair asked with a mischievous grin. Falstaff had only seen her a few times, but she immediately recognized the strange lapine as being the royal court magician, something akin to Merlin in the King Arthur stories. Before she knew who the rabbit was, Falstaff had been rather interested in Mayjik, the curvy rabbit in her skintight and low-cut black dress did cut a rather fetching image. Even with her oversized and floppy pointed witches’ hat, there was just a strange aura about her that drew the white furred vixen in.

“I’d rather not talk about it” Falstaff grumbled as she started to get dressed, while the rabbit watched her curiously as she puffed on a strange looking long wooden pipe.

“You know, I could help you get your revenge…for a price” Mayjik offered in an off-hand manner while she openly admired the white vixen’s nude form. She didn’t even seem surprised by Falstaff’s unique genitals not being what one would expect from such a beautiful woman.

“Help me how…and what sort of price?” Falstaff paused and turned to look at the magician who was now grinning like a Cheshire cat.

“I can put the Queen in a trance for you to do whatever your heart desires” Mayjik began to explain, only briefly pausing to take a puff from her pipe and blow out a perfect ring of pink smoke. “All I want in return is…a bit of fun, with you” she finished off with a direct stare at the vixen, or rather, the vixen’s sizeable sheath.

“Let me get this straight, you will help me get back at the Queen and all you want in return is…for us to fuck?” Falstaff frowned at this turn of events. It sounded too good to be true, she would have happily fucked the rabbit without her offer of helping get revenge. But if she finally got to fuck the Queen the same way she did her daughter, that was an offer she couldn’t refuse. “Deal…when…” the vixen tried to ask, but Mayjik just raised a finger to shush her. No sooner had she done so did the Castellan exit the room alone; he even turned and walked right past Falstaff as if she wasn’t there. When the confused vixen looked over at Mayjik, the rabbit just smiled and winked. It seemed she was already working her magic, which meant the Queen was alone in the room now. “Is she…” Falstaff asked in hushed tones barely above a whisper.

“Go in and see for yourself” Mayjik replied with a smile as she hopped down from her seat and walked over to open the bedroom door for the white knight.

Falstaff didn’t know what to expect when she entered back into the room she had just been used and humiliated in. For some reason, she expected the Queen to be passed out or asleep, but Eleanor sat quietly at the edge of the bed and smiled at her, as if she wasn’t still naked and completely exposed. “Your majesty…” Falstaff stammered in response, more than expecting harsh words to be aimed at her like assassin’s daggers, but the feline bitch didn’t say a word for once.

“She’s completely under your control; she will do whatever you ask of her” Mayjik confirmed as she entered behind the white vixen and closed the door behind them.

“Stand on one foot and cluck like a chicken” was the first command out of Falstaff’s mouth, to which the Queen did as told. Eleanor stood up and lifted one foot, before she started doing a surprisingly good impression of a chicken clucking. Frankly, Falstaff was surprised the spoiled Queen even knew what a chicken sounded like. With a growing grin, the white vixen started to strip her clothing once again before she turned and leaned over against an ornate wooden chair, her fluffy white tail lifting as she uttered with a low growl “Be a good little kitten and clean your knight’s sloppy asshole of your lovers cum.”

“Ooh, good start, bravo!” Mayjik cheered from her new spot on one of the other ornate chairs close by. The rabbit had her chin resting in her left palm with her elbow upon her knee while she watched Falstaff exact her revenge.

Eleanor did as commanded, with that practiced royal sway of her hips, she sauntered over to the bent over vixen and dropped to her knees behind her. Soft hands gently caressed and pried her buttocks apart to expose Falstaff’s well fucked tail hole, where some of the Castellan’s cum was already beginning to seep out of her. Without pause or hesitation, the Queen leaned in and began to dutifully lick Falstaff clean. The white vixen didn’t know what was more surprising, the fact Eleanor did what she was told, or the fact she was so gentle and amazingly good at it. Falstaff had just wanted to embarrass the Queen, but she found she was actually enjoying the mature felines skilled tongue as she cleaned up her lovers cum from beneath the raised fluffy white tail.

“Oh shit, she’s…surprisingly good at this” Falstaff huffed and groaned while she rolled and ground her ass back against the Queen’s muzzle. Her hands gripped tightly at the seat before her as her head hung low, lips parted in a series of lewd groans and whimpers.

“I can tell” Mayjik noted as she reached out to tap the end of her long wooden pipe against the vixen’s rather erect and throbbing cock, which poked out between her toned white thighs, before placing it back between her lips and taking another slow draw.

“Shit, she’s going to make me cum before I get what I really want…stop, your majesty” Falstaff barely managed to growl out as Queen Eleanor almost passionately made out with the vixen’s by now rather sparkling clean asshole. The curvy royal feline finally stopped and sat back while staring up at the vixen as if waiting for her next command. “Suck my dick” Falstaff ordered as she slowly turned around to face her tormentor, she was so close to her own climax now and she wanted the Queen to swallow every shot.

“Oh, not going to ram it up her ass?” the rabbit magician asked curiously as she looked over at Falstaff with a raised brow.

“That’s still on the menu; I’ll last longer the second round” the white knight panted and groaned when the Birman Queen eagerly sunk her maw down onto the vixen’s thick, throbbing red length. Falstaff was happy to find out that her tongue was good for more than just hurling scathing insults, Eleanor was quite the adept dick sucker it seemed. Perhaps that is where Pandora’s natural skill came from, it was inherited from her slut of a mother. Either way, the vixen growled in delight as she began to lightly buck and thrust into her Queen’s sucking maw.

“Hmm, she does seem rather good at that, almost makes me wish I had a cock” Mayjik noted with amusement as she watched the Queen almost gag on the white knight’s dick. Though, that thought did make the rabbit magician grin devilishly.

“You don’t know what you’re missing…” Falstaff panted while lifting her muzzle high and closing her eyes. Goddamn, Queen Eleanor may just have been better at this than her daughter it seemed. Falstaff could feel her balls begin the ascent in preparation to paint the Queen’s throat white.

“How’re your dick sucking skills?” the rabbit magician asked with a sly smile. “Surely the Castellan has been giving you personal lessons, aye?” Mayjik asked teasingly.

“Fuck off…” Falstaff snarled as she whipped her head to the side and glared at the grinning rabbit beside her. She didn’t know how, but somehow the rabbit seemed to know what the Queen and Castellan had been doing to her.

“I’ll see for myself later then I guess” Mayjik mumbled to herself, which made the vixen frown in confusion. Though her focus was quickly diverted back to the Queen as her climax began to boil over. Falstaff snarled again, for a very different reason this time, as she sunk her fingers into Eleanor’s thick silver hair and held her maw down deep onto the canine cock filling her maw.

“Fuck…” Falstaff groaned and twitched as she emptied her balls into her Queen’s muzzle, while holding Eleanor’s lips down against her knot as her dick pulsed and throbbed hard with every spurt of seed against the back of the felines throat. Eleanor swallowed every drop without complaint; she didn’t even fight against the knight’s grip at the back of her head as she almost gagged on the thick cock in her maw. The vixen made sure her Queen swallowed every last drop before she finally released her hold on the felines head and allowed her to pull off her still hard cock. The white knight just couldn’t resist tapping her slick cock against the Queen’s pretty face for good measure too, just to add to her degradation.

Part of Falstaff was tempted to fuck the Queen’s cunt and try breed her, but with their different species, it would be deadly obvious as to exactly whose kid it was if she was successful. Being that she was rather keen on keeping her head attached to her neck, the white vixen decided on a different form of revenge. Her behind still ached from the Castellan’s use of it earlier, even after the gentle tending of the Queen’s tongue, so it was only fair she returned the favour to the Queen.

“Get on the bed, kneel on all fours for me, slut” Falstaff ordered with a broad grin while she stroked at her own length in order to keep herself nice and hard. Not that it needed much help, watching the Queen climb up onto the bed and present herself to the lowly knight did an amazingly good job of keeping the vixen good and erect.

“Oh good, finally, some real action” Mayjik snorted derisively as she leaned back with her arms folded beneath her generous bust. She still had that long wooden pipe between her teeth and hanging from the corner of her mouth, while thin wisps of pink smoke rose from her nostrils as if she were some sort of dragon.

Falstaff ignored the rabbit’s comments as she knelt behind the Queen and lifted her tail with one hand, while her other pried her royal plush behind apart to expose her tiny pink asshole. Normally she was not permitted to even see this part of Eleanor, let alone use it. Only once had the Queen tried it but decided she was not a fan, not even the Castellan got to do it there anymore when the feline decided it was an act far beneath her station. Knowing that Eleanor didn’t like her behind being touched anymore just made it all the sweeter when she was forced to endure the vixen’s oral attention while she prepared the tiny opening for what was to come. Despite her usual protests to the contrary, Eleanor sure did make a lot of interesting noises as Falstaff kissed and licked at her tail hole. The way the feline was clutching at the bedding beneath her told a very different story to what the Queen would have her believe, the bitch was loving it.

Once Queen Eleanor’s cute little pink star was nice and slick, Falstaff rose up and hunched over her behind before she guided the tapered tip of her cock down beneath the royal tail and pressed it right into the centre of that forbidden opening. She didn’t ask for permission or give Queen Eleanor any warning before she started to sink down into the feline’s backside, she just pressed and pried her pucker apart to force inch after thick red inch into the Queen’s tight behind. Sure enough, the sounds that escaped the Birman feline were anything but unhappy, the smug bitch was groaning like a cheap whore as her ass was stretched and filled, she even started rolling her hips and behind back against the vixen’s cock unbidden.

“I knew it, like mother like daughter…both of you like it in the ass” Falstaff laughed smugly as she gave the Queen’s behind a firm swat. With one hand gripping and lifting Eleanor’s tail while the other pressed between the feline’s shoulders for support, the vixen started to work her hips back and forth slowly. “At least Pandora has the guts to admit she enjoys it like this” she huffed softly without thinking.

“The princess likes it…like this?” Mayjik asked with raised brows curiously. This was news to her, which was surprising, seeing as the rabbit always seemed to know everything about everyone in the castle.

“Yes, but that bit of information does not leave this room…” Falstaff growled threateningly at the rabbit, who made a motion of zipping and locking her lips in understanding. “Fuck, this bitch has a tight ass…feels like she’s trying to strangle my dick with it” the vixen groaned and slowed her thrusting a little, though not of her own accord it seemed. Queen Eleanor was just clenching that tight little pink hole down around her cock so much that the white knight couldn’t go as fast and hard as she wanted to.

Even after having cum not that long ago, the way the Queen’s plush royal ass was gripping and squeezing down around her cock was sending the vixen toward another climax at a rapid pace. Though it wasn’t only because of how good the feline’s ass felt around her dick, it was also the fact she was finally getting to fuck the Queen how she deserved to be fucked that was exciting Falstaff so much. A devious idea suddenly entered her mind, if this was going to be a one-time thing, why not go all in…literally. So, with a grim determination, the white knight began to grind and press her knot more firmly against Eleanor’s already stretched little pucker.

“What are you doing, Falstaff?” Mayjik asked curiously when she heard the Queen’s moans and pants change tone a little, along with the rapid flicks and swished of her tail up in the air.

“I’m going to knot her, what does it look like?” the white vixen growled through clenched teeth as she firmly ground her knot against the Queen’s reluctant pucker.

“I don’t think that hole was meant for that…are you sure it will fit?” the rabbit magician asked with some concern now as she sat more upright to get a better look.

“I’ll make it fit!” Falstaff almost snarled in reply as the goddamn Queen’s asshole just refused to permit her knot inside, no matter how firm she ground and pressed against it.

“Hmm, alright then” Mayjik said with another sly grin and a subtle wave of her fingers, along with a wiggle of her nose. Suddenly Queen Eleanor yelped out loud and Falstaff grunted in satisfaction when her knot popped inside the feline’s tight ass.

“By the nine” the white vixen groaned deeply, it was like nothing she had ever felt before. Granted, she had managed to knot Pandora a few times but that took a lot of practice before she had managed it, but there was something different and more visceral about knotting the Queen’s ass. Pandora wanted it, to be knotted by her lover, while the Queen did not want it, especially not from her own personal plaything. Falstaff swore she saw Heaven as her balls almost turned inside out when she flooded the Queen’s backside with her almost boiling hot seed. She had to grip firmly about Eleanor’s waist for support as she nearly collapsed from the intensity of her climax. The white vixen couldn’t remember the last time she came this hard, it left her feeling lightheaded, but also extremely satisfied.

Eleanor for her part was whimpering and groaning, mostly in pleasure, but there was some definite pain in there as well. She had just taken her first knot under her tail, so it was to be expected that her little sensitive royal asshole would be aching from being stretched so wide. Still though, the whore still ground her behind back against the vixen’s hips now pressed flush to her rear.

“Was it worth it?” Mayjik asked with a knowing smile as she moved over to sit beside the Queen on the bed, she even reached out to gently brush Eleanor’s luxurious silver locks out the way to better see the lewd lusty expression on her monarch’s beautiful face.

“Yes, ten times yes…” Falstaff huffed and panted out with a genuine grin. The Queen possibly had a better ass than her daughter as well, though only by the width of a sunbeam. The fact she still got to fuck the buxom rabbit magician at some point as well just made this whole thing even better. Though in all honestly, Falstaff knew she would need a couple hours to recover from her most recent climax, the Queen’s ass had really taken it out of her.

“Good, then when you’re ready, come find me in my tower and I will collect my payment from you” Mayjik smiled up at the white vixen, before she produced a small hourglass from between her bosoms. “Oh, and by the way, when the last grain of sand falls, the Queen will awaken…so I suggest you make every effort to extract yourself before then” the mischievous lapine said, before getting up and exiting the room.

“Wait, what?” Falstaff’s blood ran cold; the sand was draining far too fast from the hourglass. She normally needed at least twenty minutes before her knot would deflate enough to be safely withdrawn, but the way the Queen’s asshole was clenching so tightly down around the base of her cock, she would need longer this time. “You’re not serious, are you? Shit!” the vixen groaned in worry as she watched the sand pouring into the bottom half of the hourglass at a rapid pace, one that didn’t quite look like it would give her even the usual twenty minutes she required. That just took the fun out of all of this, now she was trying to think of every grisly scene she could in order to get her cock and knot to deflate sooner than usual.

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By the time the three nobles returned to the meeting room, Prince Valhune and Prince Endigran were behaving like old friends. Their spirits had certainly been lifted as they joked and laughed, both also seemed far more relaxed and at ease than they had earlier in the morning. King Adderlaine couldn’t help but raise a brow at their behaviour and their newfound and improved attitudes.

“Do I want to know how you managed to do…this?” King Adderlaine whispered to Pandora when she returned to her spot beside him.

“Boys will be boys” She replied with an innocent smile at her father. “I just had them compete in a friendly competition to prove their manliness is all.”

The king frowned at his daughter, but he knew better than to press the subject. Especially seeing how effective her methods were, he doubted he could have done any better himself. Whatever she had done, both princes couldn’t stop smiling at her. “I trust we can come to some sort of agreement with regards to…” King Adderlaine started to say but was immediately cut off by both Prince Valhune and Prince Endigran holding up their hands to silence him.

“Esclaria has changed their stance, we will aid the kingdom of Lyndonholm however we can” the black bear said with a broad grin at Princess Pandora. “We cannot and will not permit the kingdom of Lyndonholm to fall!” Prince Valhune proudly proclaimed.

“Ylferia will stand with both Esclaria and Lyndonholm as well, there are treasures here we must protect at all costs” Prince Endigran intoned with the utmost sincerity, which the king noted even Prince Valhune nodded in agreement with. He also noticed that again, both princes stared right at his daughter when they said it, which made him wonder what she had done to earn their support in such a short time.

“Well then, in that case…we’re all in agreement” the old feline sighed in relief as he slumped back in his seat. “We just need to hammer out the finer details now” King Adderlaine said with a pleased smile while nodding at his attendants and advisors, who began laying out documents and maps so they could begin planning.

Pandora couldn’t help but smile and blush at the way her two new friends so eagerly and vocally declared their support for not only her kingdom, but for her as well. Though she sat quietly beside the king, her father, and looked as innocent as could be, both she and the two young crown prince’s knew the truth. The princess was currently leaking both their seed from beneath her well fucked tail and her behind was aching a little, but it was a good ache, one which had saved her kingdom from certain doom.

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“Ah, you made it” Mayjik said with a broad smile when she opened the door to her little room at the top of the eastern tower. Standing outside was a rather peeved looking Falstaff, still somewhat huffing from having to climb all those damned steps in her full armour.

“You’re a real cunt, you know that?” the white vixen growled as she stepped beyond the threshold of the doorway and into the magician’s quarters proper. When she looked around, she noticed something was rather strange about the room. It appeared to be far larger than it should be, considering it was a small room atop a small tower.

“For now, maybe” the rabbit replied in that usual round about way of hers. “I assume you’ve come to do more than just insult me, perhaps to even pay off your debt to me?” Mayjik asked with a knowing grin.

“Damn straight I did, I’m going to fuck the shit out of you for that dirty trick you pulled earlier” Falstaff growled and took a step toward the rabbit magician. It had been close; she had barely managed to pull her knot from beneath the Queen’s tail barely a few seconds before the sand had completely relocated to the bottom half of the hourglass. The door shut just in time for Falstaff to hear the Queen come to inside the room and voice her concerns about the mysterious ache under her tail. She hadn’t even had time to get dressed before she scampered away down the hall and out of sight before Eleanor went searching for the perpetrator of her anal assault.

“With what dick?” Mayjik asked with abundant amusement, her nose wiggled as she gestured towards the vixen’s crotch.

“With my…wait…what the fuck?” Falstaff exclaimed when she reached down to give her crotch a suggestive grope, but instead of her usual bulge, she felt a smooth flat crotch.

“I said I wanted to fuck you, not for you to fuck me, dear” the rabbit said with a devious grin. With an errant wave of her hand, the vixen’s armour and clothing clattered noisily to the floor in a pile about her feet, leaving her standing in the nude.

“Where’s my dick?” Falstaff almost whined when she stared down at her now smooth crotch, there was no longer a thick sheath and heavy balls present. Instead, she felt there was what felt like a snug pussy between her thighs.

“Right here…now show me what Castellan Tamberlane has taught you and suck my dick” Mayjik smirked as she lifted the front of her black dress to reveal an oddly familiar looking set of cock and balls. The dick she was waggling invitingly at Falstaff was undoubtedly canine as there was an obvious knot and tapered tip to the red length.

“Fucking magicians…” the vixen growled, she should have known there would be a catch to the deal. But she had made the deal and Mayjik had kept up her end of it, so it was only fair she did the same. Falstaff sighed and moved over to kneel before the smug looking rabbit as she reached up to grasp at her own dick, now attached to someone else. Strangely, she could feel her hand on her cock, even though it wasn’t attached to her. The white knight frowned and leaned in to give the cocktip a curious lick and sure enough, she felt that too. What the fuck was the rabbit playing at? She could feel everything she was doing to her own dick, even though it wasn’t attached to her own body. That meant that if Mayjik fucked her how she assumed she would, she would feel it double.

“Feels good, keep going” the rabbit said with a huff, clearly, she could feel what Falstaff was feeling as well. She even reached out a hand to brush her fingers almost affectionately through the vixen’s thick white hair. It was both the strangest and oddly most erotic thing she had ever done, normally she was not a fan of sucking dick. But this was her own cock, which she could feel, a fact that was really starting to give her a headache. Falstaff both hated and loved sucking her own cock now attached to the rabbit, the feeling of a dick in her mouth was not great, but holy fuck did her own mouth feel fantastic around it. She was starting to understand why the Castellan was so keen on fucking her face every chance he got.

Considering everything she was already feeling, it was no surprise when Falstaff felt her cock begin to twitch and throb harder in preparation for a climax. She wanted to stop before she tasted her own cum, but at the same time, she couldn’t stop because her maw just felt too damned good on her own dick. With a pathetic whimper, the vixen kept on sucking on herself until the cock in her maw exploded and flooded her muzzle with hot, sticky seed. She told herself it was because the rabbit was holding her head down onto the cock, but in reality, she knew that wasn’t the case. Clearly Mayjik knew what she was thinking as she was grinning down knowingly at the vixen before her, even as she slowly worked her hips back and forth to lightly fuck the white knight’s maw.

“I’ll let you choose how I fuck you next, the same way you do with the Princess, or would you like to give your new pussy a try?” Mayjik asked with surprising sincerity. It wasn’t something Falstaff had even considered, she had been expecting to get between the rabbit’s thighs, not the other way around. But her curiosity was getting the better of her, she probably would never get another chance like this again.

“Pussy…please” she replied with a deep blush and her ears lying flat into her hair. She could get fucked in the ass anytime, probably within the next couple of days if the Queen and Castellan had anything to say about it. But this was a unique opportunity for her to feel what it would be like if she had been born with a cunt instead of a cock.

“Good choice” the rabbit magician cooed softly with a gentle stroking of her fingers through the vixen’s hair. “Why don’t you lay back on my bed for me and spread your thighs, show me that pretty little cunt of yours then, hmm?” Mayjik asked with honied tones.

Fuck, why did she feel this way? She had used similar language before with barmaids and other servants before and had felt powerful. But having someone talk about her…her pussy like this now, it made her feel…something. She didn’t know what she felt, but it wasn’t strong or dominant. She felt soft, demure even, like a delicate flower. Even just the act of laying back on the bed and spreading her thighs as she was told to do felt different, so goddamn submissive. She had not had any problem doing so and showing off her cock before, so why was this so different?

For some reason the rabbit even seemed bigger and stronger than before. Until that moment right there, when she climbed up onto the bed and lifted Falstaff’s legs up high over her shoulders, she had seemed so small and demure. Now, she was a towering presence above her, someone she could not defy even if she wanted to. Then it happened, the rabbit sheathed herself inside the vixen’s cunt, one smooth stroke and Falstaff felt her pussy stretch and fill with hot, throbbing cock. The feeling was indescribable; beyond anything she could imagine. The sounds that began escaping her were not the sounds of a proud and noble knight, they were the sounds of a common whore getting fucked.

Mayjik grinned down at Falstaff as she leaned over the vixen, one hand reaching down and behind to cup the white furred canine’s backside as the other palmed at her bouncing tit while the rabbit fucked the white knight with her own cock. The sensation felt amazing to her, so it would be doubly better for Falstaff of course. The vixen would feel both the cock being squeezed by the pussy, as well as the pussy being filled by the cock. It was all part of the rabbit magician’s plan, as talented and experienced as Falstaff was, she couldn’t withstand so much pleasure for very long and soon experienced her first climax with a cunt.

The rabbit wasn’t done with her yet, she just rolled the vixen onto her side and straddled her lower thigh while keeping her upper leg propped up on her shoulder. This let her get good and deep into the white furred vixen, who was still in the midst of her first climax. Mayjik didn’t care however, she just kept right on fucking the white knight until she made her cum again, then again. Mayjik wanted Falstaff to beg for mercy, she wanted the vixen to break and submit completely.

Falstaff felt like she wanted to pass out from such immense pleasure, but something was preventing her from doing so and she suspected she knew what that was. The damned rabbit was completely in control of her, more so than she had realized. Even when the bitch started hammering her own knot against her new untested cunt, Falstaff could not resist her. She could only watch as Mayjik hammered that thick bulb of flesh between her thighs over and over, until finally, with a brief flash of pain, it went in. The pain was quickly replaced by a strange almost uncomfortably filled and stretched feeling, but that was rapidly fading and being replaced by something else. That knot, her knot, was rubbing against something inside her of her that was making her see stars. She tried to reach up and grab the rabbit’s waist to stop her from moving so much, but Mayjik would not, could not be stopped. So, Falstaff was thrown into yet another mind-shattering climax, just as she felt her own dick begin to pulse and throb hard within her, followed by the hot spurts of cum which began to flood her.

Finally, Falstaff felt the pleasure begin to overwhelm her and darkness soon began to claim her. The last thing she saw was the grinning face of Mayjik looming over her, then nothing but a deep inky blackness consumed her. “I’ll send the princess your regards…” she vaguely heard before the world around her ceased to exist and consciousness slipped from her grasp completely.

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“Hello, princess” an unfamiliar voice said from somewhere behind her, which made Pandora jump in surprise. After Ylferia and Esclaria had declared their loyalty and support to Lyndonholm, there was no further need for the princess to remain in the meeting room as the finer details would be handled by their military advisors. As such, Pandora had decided to visit the baths and get cleaned up. The warm water of the large bath was rather effective at helping the ache beneath her tail subside enough that she almost dozed off, at least until someone else entered the bath behind her. The bath was more akin to a small indoor pool, though through the use of clever engineering and a touch of magic, the water was kept flowing and at a nice warm temperature to help aid with relaxing and recovering. Mayjik herself had even assisted with its construction and the inclusion of a few unique spells to help with healing aches and pains. Unbeknown to most of the castle’s inhabitants, but the water inside the bath was actually a large but lazy water elemental the magician has subdued for just such a purpose.

When she turned around, Pandora was met by the sight of a rather nude white rabbit standing waist deep in the water, surrounded by a froth of bubbles. It took her a few moments to recognize just who she was looking at as she had never seen her without clothing before. “Mayjik?” the feline asked with some uncertainty, but those glowing violet eyes were unmistakable.

“Ah, so you do know my name” the rabbit grinned as she waded closer towards the princess. Her long ears seemed to fall strategically down over her bust, covering the mounds from view as she moved closer to the young princess.

“What’re you doing here?” Pandora asked with a frown of confusion, as far as she was aware, the magician was known for being rather aloof and mysterious. There was something odd about the rabbit, even when she had seen her in her father’s throne room, the knights treated her with a mixture of fear and respect. Even Castellan Tamberlane, that large and imposing crocodile who struck fear into the hearts of his enemies, turned into a meek mouse before her; so to see such a powerful woman standing in the nude before her was very unusual indeed.

“A mutual friend let something slip about you, which I just had to come see for myself” Mayjik almost purred as she closed the gap between them and pressed her naked body up against the young princess’s. Pandora didn’t get a chance to ask who or what, the moment she stared into the rabbits glowing violet eyes, her mind slowed down to a crawl and begin to feel light. She could feel the lapine magician’s hands beginning to explore her body, sliding back across her hips and over her bare behind. One of Mayjik’s hands gently gripped and lifted her tail as the other teased a couple of fingers beneath it gently. “Tell me honestly princess, has this naughty little hole been fucked recently?” the rabbit purred into her ear as she used a compulsion charm to get the truth.

“Yes, both Prince Endigran and Prince Valhune have been inside me today” Pandora replied honestly, which made the mischievous rabbit grin broadly.

“Good girl” Mayjik cooed softly, while two fingers of her right hand began to gently sink into the young feline’s behind and start pumping her softly. “Does Falstaff make frequent use of you here too?” she pressed on with growing curiosity.

“Yes, almost nightly” the mesmerized feline answered honestly again, though now she was starting to pant a little as her behind was played with. The sounds the princess was making were rather erotic and very exciting, Mayjik could understand why Falstaff enjoyed playing with her so much.

“What about your cunt?” Mayjik asked with a raised brow as she leaned down to latch her lips onto Pandora’s left nipple and began to suckle at it firmly.

“No, I want her to, but Falstaff says that must be kept for my wedding night” Pandora replied with a genuine and unmistakable note of disappointment.

“I’ll have to commend Falstaff on her self-restraint” the rabbit mumbled to herself as she switched from one feline breast to the other, delighting in the sweet taste of such young and supple flesh. “If you want to be fucked here again, you should turn around and bend over for me, kitten” Mayjik said softly, barely above a whisper as she added a third finger suggestively to the young Birman feline’s behind. With Falstaff still passed out in her own chambers, the rabbit had not undone the spell which had switched their genitals. Seeing as she still had a cock, she figured she may as well make good use of it. Besides, who knew when she would get to fuck the princess again. She could always use the same charm she had used on the Queen perhaps…

Pandora turned about and leaned against the edge of the bath, her soaked tail slowly raised up out of the water like a sea serpent as she presented her behind. Mayjik grinned broadly at the sight before her, again she closed the gap between them as she ground her temporary sheath between the princess’s royal buttocks. Pandora was far more like her mother than she cared to admit, Mayjik noted. The way she groaned and squirmed as something hot and heavy grew between her rump cheeks was exactly the same as Eleanor when the rabbit got a private moment with her too. Falstaff was correct though, Pandora at least was not ashamed about the pleasure she derived from the act, unlike her stuck-up mother. The Queen had begged and pleaded the first few times the rabbit had used a temporary cock under her tail, but that had just made it all the more enjoyable for her. She did love when nobles begged and pleaded for her to stop, only to wipe their memories and do it all over again.

The princess however, she eagerly pressed back onto the thick red tapered tip of Falstaff’s borrowed cock once it had achieved fullness and guided to the centre of the felines tiny opening. True to her word, Pandora groaned in delight as Mayjik slowly sunk her borrowed length between the young noble’s buttocks and stretched her pucker wide again. Briefly she wondered if Falstaff would recognize this feeling in her sleep, if she had fucked the princess enough times like this, surely, she would. For now, however, Mayjik intended to fully enjoy the moment of fucking the princess. With one hand holding Pandora’s tail up out the way, her other gently pried her perfect pert behind apart so she could watch the thick red cock thrust in and out of the princess’s stretched little pink pucker, all while Pandora groaned in delight and rolled her hips back against the rabbit.

“My my, what a greedy little asshole you have here, princess” Mayjik hummed as she slowly stirred her hips back and forth against Pandora’s posterior with glee. The young feline was delightfully tight, even more so than her mother. It almost made the rabbit magician wonder what her snug little cunt would feel like, but even she dared not risk such a thing with the princess. Though, there was nothing stopping her from laying the groundwork for getting a shot at it after the wedding bells had been rung.

With a growing need of her own, Mayjik began to increase the pace of her butt stuffing the princess. Her painted nails dug into Pandora’s hips as she held the smaller feline firmly in place, until the water began sloshing out of the bath and her own hips were clapping softly but constantly against the felines behind. She had to admit, Falstaff did have quite the nice cock, it really was excellent for fucking. One thing the rabbit had forgotten to ask however, was if Falstaff had knotted Princess Pandora’s perfect posterior. Goddamn, she really wanted to breed the young bitch, but if she wasn’t used to it, that would create all sorts of complications for her. Reluctantly, Mayjik erred on the side of caution and fought her desires to knot the noble. With a puff of purple flames from her nostrils, the lapine magician came hard inside the bent over princess’s behind. With her essence flowing so freely into Pandora, Mayjik began to whisper a soft chant while drawing a circle and upside-down pentagram in the felines soft fur, which soon began to glow a bright purple as runes began to encircle the pattern. Once her climax finally subsided, the glowing symbol on Pandora’s back faded away as if nothing had ever been there. “Just like your mother, you’re mine for the taking, princess…” the white rabbit whispered into the fading felines ear.

When Pandora finally awoke, she was still leaning over the edge of the bath. She vaguely remembered someone else being in there with her, but when she whirled around, she was alone. At first, she thought she must have just dreamed it all, but when she sat down on the top step under the water, there was a definite familiar ache beneath her tail. There was also a strange tingle at the small of her back for some reason. As she lay back and soaked in the warm water, Pandora began to replay the days events in her mind. But soon her thoughts began to wander to the white she wolf up in the north, someone that could unite so many different tribes was impressive. If at all possible, she hoped she would get a chance to try her skills at diplomacy with her to prevent further war. But for now, she had done enough to ensure her kingdoms safety and survival.