Maiden Matron

Feferi and 'Bianca' arrive at the Prospitian Palace for a Long Awaited Meeting, and Longer Awaited Discussion

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Colette was EXTREMELY ENVIOUS of both Caroline & Wendy at the moment. But that was appropriate. This was her punishment.

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"Good girl~" Feferi said, smiling and stroking the back of Wendy's head as she tried to gently coax her around to look up into the Troll's eyes as she spoke her next words carefully.

Caroline lay on her bed, groaning, and trying to get her legs to stop shaking long enough that she could stand up under her own power, or at least to get some sensation back in them, so that she could try and control them at all. Ever since Walter had actually fucked her (well, it was less of a 'fucking' and more of a case where she was used like a stroker sleeve, and so cum-drunk that she begged for more, long after her body was in any shape to actually actively participate), she'd felt like a literal puddle. Both because she lacked any structure to her body to properly stand and move, as well as the fact that she still felt like she was leaking remnants of the King's cum from her still-sore holes.... Luckily, the palace medical staff had already been called to help her recover, and though their treatments were powerful and thorough, she still had a bone deep ache all throughout her body, and yet, an intense craving for more... But she had duties to perform, first, and that involved being dressed properly, to greet the Empress of Alternia, as well as her secretary 'Bianca', and to be in the room to assist in any way the assembled monarchs might request of her...

After struggling for another ten minutes or so, and succeeding only in managing to roll out of the bed and crawl around on the floor for a bit, she finally decided to swallow her pride, and ask for assistance. But the only person she knew of that could have access to her quarters was a very short list, so as much as her face was already burning up with indignation at the thought, she decided to reach out to the other person who would be in attendance at the summit as an attendant, Colette.

MM:Colette, would you please come to my quarters in the Queens Wing of the palace? I require assistance of a rather sensitive nature, and would rather not inconvenience the King, while he is getting himself ready for this evening. I do not believe you ever turned in your key to my chambers from when you worked under me, so you can use that to unlock the door and let yourself in. I am trying to crawl my way to where my robe is hanging up, but just in case I am unable to completely get there before your arrival, please knock before opening the door?

Caroline lay on her bed, groaning, and trying to get her legs to stop shaking long enough that she could stand up under her own power, or at least to get some sensation back in them, so that she could try and control them at all. Ever since Walter had actually fucked her (well, it was less of a 'fucking' and more of a case where she was used like a stroker sleeve, and so cum-drunk that she begged for more, long after her body was in any shape to actually actively participate), she'd felt like a literal puddle. Both because she lacked any structure to her body to properly stand and move, as well as the fact that she still felt like she was leaking remnants of the King's cum from her still-sore holes.... Luckily, the palace medical staff had already been called to help her recover, and though their treatments were powerful and thorough, she still had a bone deep ache all throughout her body, and yet, an intense craving for more... But she had duties to perform, first, and that involved being dressed properly, to greet the Empress of Alternia, as well as her secretary 'Bianca', and to be in the room to assist in any way the assembled monarchs might request of her...

After struggling for another ten minutes or so, and succeeding only in managing to roll out of the bed and crawl around on the floor for a bit, she finally decided to swallow her pride, and ask for assistance. But the only person she knew of that could have access to her quarters was a very short list, so as much as her face was already burning up with indignation at the thought, she decided to reach out to the other person who would be in attendance at the summit as an attendant, Colette.

MM:Colette, would you please come to my quarters in the Queens Wing of the palace? I require assistance of a rather sensitive nature, and would rather not inconvenience the King, while he is getting himself ready for this evening. I do not believe you ever turned in your key to my chambers from when you worked under me, so you can use that to unlock the door and let yourself in. I am trying to crawl my way to where my robe is hanging up, but just in case I am unable to completely get there before your arrival, please knock before opening the door?

Caroline lay on her bed, groaning, and trying to get her legs to stop shaking long enough that she could stand up under her own power, or at least to get some sensation back in them, so that she could try and control them at all. Ever since Walter had actually fucked her (well, it was less of a 'fucking' and more of a case where she was used like a stroker sleeve, and so cum-drunk that she begged for more, long after her body was in any shape to actually actively participate), she'd felt like a literal puddle. Both because she lacked any structure to her body to properly stand and move, as well as the fact that she still felt like she was leaking remnants of the King's cum from her still-sore holes.... Luckily, the palace medical staff had already been called to help her recover, and though their treatments were powerful and thorough, she still had a bone deep ache all throughout her body, and yet, an intense craving for more... But she had duties to perform, first, and that involved being dressed properly, to greet the Empress of Alternia, as well as her secretary 'Bianca', and to be in the room to assist in any way the assembled monarchs might request of her...

After struggling for another ten minutes or so, and succeeding only in managing to roll out of the bed and crawl around on the floor for a bit, she finally decided to swallow her pride, and ask for assistance. But the only person she knew of that could have access to her quarters was a very short list, so as much as her face was already burning up with indignation at the thought, she decided to reach out to the other person who would be in attendance at the summit as an attendant, Colette.

MM:Colette, would you please come to my quarters in the Queens Wing of the palace? I require assistance of a rather sensitive nature, and would rather not inconvenience the King, while he is getting himself ready for this evening. I do not believe you ever turned in your key to my chambers from when you worked under me, so you can use that to unlock the door and let yourself in. I am trying to crawl my way to where my robe is hanging up, but just in case I am unable to completely get there before your arrival, please knock before opening the door?

"I... I didn't think you were ever out to get me, exactly..." She began to say, feeling a bit caught off guard by how little Colette seemed to have picked up on, all things considered. "... I also didn't know that you had been reassigned to your current post... I thought that you had requested a transfer, and gone around me... And when I saw that you'd been reassigned to work more directly with the Queen and King, I thought.... I thought you were trying to get in between myself and Wendy... That maybe, you had found out what the two of us did together, and decided to try and cut in between us...." She admitted, frowning herself as she vocalized some of the thoughts that had been stewing in the back of her mind since the admittedly cute Prospitian holding her had left her tutelage.

"....Though from the sounds of things, I believe that it's more accurate to say that you've become closer to the King, instead... And now, I feel extremely foolish... For multiple reasons..." Caroline continued, the blush returning to her face as she pictured Walter's cock ravaging Colette... And then immediately thinking of how gentle and caring the younger woman's ministrations were.

"When the two divorced, the King moved back in, & we began interacting more. It was entirely innocent & professional at first, but..." Colette paused. "Well, admittedly, I began to catch feelings for him. It didn't help that I had already seen how impressive he was when I saw him with the Queen."

"He kept things professional for quite a while. But, eventually, he gave in. And that night... well, it's changed me. Without going into details, let's just say that I developed an entirely new devotion to my job."

"When the King & Queen began reconnecting, admittedly, I was a bit jealous. I know that the Queen sacrificed herself for the good of our world, but... Emotions aren't rational. So, when they were getting close again, I was a bit territorial."

Caroline lay on her bed, groaning, and trying to get her legs to stop shaking long enough that she could stand up under her own power, or at least to get some sensation back in them, so that she could try and control them at all. Ever since Walter had actually fucked her (well, it was less of a 'fucking' and more of a case where she was used like a stroker sleeve, and so cum-drunk that she begged for more, long after her body was in any shape to actually actively participate), she'd felt like a literal puddle. Both because she lacked any structure to her body to properly stand and move, as well as the fact that she still felt like she was leaking remnants of the King's cum from her still-sore holes.... Luckily, the palace medical staff had already been called to help her recover, and though their treatments were powerful and thorough, she still had a bone deep ache all throughout her body, and yet, an intense craving for more... But she had duties to perform, first, and that involved being dressed properly, to greet the Empress of Alternia, as well as her secretary 'Bianca', and to be in the room to assist in any way the assembled monarchs might request of her...

After struggling for another ten minutes or so, and succeeding only in managing to roll out of the bed and crawl around on the floor for a bit, she finally decided to swallow her pride, and ask for assistance. But the only person she knew of that could have access to her quarters was a very short list, so as much as her face was already burning up with indignation at the thought, she decided to reach out to the other person who would be in attendance at the summit as an attendant, Colette.

MM:Colette, would you please come to my quarters in the Queens Wing of the palace? I require assistance of a rather sensitive nature, and would rather not inconvenience the King, while he is getting himself ready for this evening. I do not believe you ever turned in your key to my chambers from when you worked under me, so you can use that to unlock the door and let yourself in. I am trying to crawl my way to where my robe is hanging up, but just in case I am unable to completely get there before your arrival, please knock before opening the door?

"I... I didn't think you were ever out to get me, exactly..." She began to say, feeling a bit caught off guard by how little Colette seemed to have picked up on, all things considered. "... I also didn't know that you had been reassigned to your current post... I thought that you had requested a transfer, and gone around me... And when I saw that you'd been reassigned to work more directly with the Queen and King, I thought.... I thought you were trying to get in between myself and Wendy... That maybe, you had found out what the two of us did together, and decided to try and cut in between us...." She admitted, frowning herself as she vocalized some of the thoughts that had been stewing in the back of her mind since the admittedly cute Prospitian holding her had left her tutelage.

"....Though from the sounds of things, I believe that it's more accurate to say that you've become closer to the King, instead... And now, I feel extremely foolish... For multiple reasons..." Caroline continued, the blush returning to her face as she pictured Walter's cock ravaging Colette... And then immediately thinking of how gentle and caring the younger woman's ministrations were.

"When the two divorced, the King moved back in, & we began interacting more. It was entirely innocent & professional at first, but..." Colette paused. "Well, admittedly, I began to catch feelings for him. It didn't help that I had already seen how impressive he was when I saw him with the Queen."

"He kept things professional for quite a while. But, eventually, he gave in. And that night... well, it's changed me. Without going into details, let's just say that I developed an entirely new devotion to my job."

"When the King & Queen began reconnecting, admittedly, I was a bit jealous. I know that the Queen sacrificed herself for the good of our world, but... Emotions aren't rational. So, when they were getting close again, I was a bit territorial."

Caroline lay on her bed, groaning, and trying to get her legs to stop shaking long enough that she could stand up under her own power, or at least to get some sensation back in them, so that she could try and control them at all. Ever since Walter had actually fucked her (well, it was less of a 'fucking' and more of a case where she was used like a stroker sleeve, and so cum-drunk that she begged for more, long after her body was in any shape to actually actively participate), she'd felt like a literal puddle. Both because she lacked any structure to her body to properly stand and move, as well as the fact that she still felt like she was leaking remnants of the King's cum from her still-sore holes.... Luckily, the palace medical staff had already been called to help her recover, and though their treatments were powerful and thorough, she still had a bone deep ache all throughout her body, and yet, an intense craving for more... But she had duties to perform, first, and that involved being dressed properly, to greet the Empress of Alternia, as well as her secretary 'Bianca', and to be in the room to assist in any way the assembled monarchs might request of her...

After struggling for another ten minutes or so, and succeeding only in managing to roll out of the bed and crawl around on the floor for a bit, she finally decided to swallow her pride, and ask for assistance. But the only person she knew of that could have access to her quarters was a very short list, so as much as her face was already burning up with indignation at the thought, she decided to reach out to the other person who would be in attendance at the summit as an attendant, Colette.

MM:Colette, would you please come to my quarters in the Queens Wing of the palace? I require assistance of a rather sensitive nature, and would rather not inconvenience the King, while he is getting himself ready for this evening. I do not believe you ever turned in your key to my chambers from when you worked under me, so you can use that to unlock the door and let yourself in. I am trying to crawl my way to where my robe is hanging up, but just in case I am unable to completely get there before your arrival, please knock before opening the door?

"I... I didn't think you were ever out to get me, exactly..." She began to say, feeling a bit caught off guard by how little Colette seemed to have picked up on, all things considered. "... I also didn't know that you had been reassigned to your current post... I thought that you had requested a transfer, and gone around me... And when I saw that you'd been reassigned to work more directly with the Queen and King, I thought.... I thought you were trying to get in between myself and Wendy... That maybe, you had found out what the two of us did together, and decided to try and cut in between us...." She admitted, frowning herself as she vocalized some of the thoughts that had been stewing in the back of her mind since the admittedly cute Prospitian holding her had left her tutelage.

"....Though from the sounds of things, I believe that it's more accurate to say that you've become closer to the King, instead... And now, I feel extremely foolish... For multiple reasons..." Caroline continued, the blush returning to her face as she pictured Walter's cock ravaging Colette... And then immediately thinking of how gentle and caring the younger woman's ministrations were.

Caroline lay on her bed, groaning, and trying to get her legs to stop shaking long enough that she could stand up under her own power, or at least to get some sensation back in them, so that she could try and control them at all. Ever since Walter had actually fucked her (well, it was less of a 'fucking' and more of a case where she was used like a stroker sleeve, and so cum-drunk that she begged for more, long after her body was in any shape to actually actively participate), she'd felt like a literal puddle. Both because she lacked any structure to her body to properly stand and move, as well as the fact that she still felt like she was leaking remnants of the King's cum from her still-sore holes.... Luckily, the palace medical staff had already been called to help her recover, and though their treatments were powerful and thorough, she still had a bone deep ache all throughout her body, and yet, an intense craving for more... But she had duties to perform, first, and that involved being dressed properly, to greet the Empress of Alternia, as well as her secretary 'Bianca', and to be in the room to assist in any way the assembled monarchs might request of her...

After struggling for another ten minutes or so, and succeeding only in managing to roll out of the bed and crawl around on the floor for a bit, she finally decided to swallow her pride, and ask for assistance. But the only person she knew of that could have access to her quarters was a very short list, so as much as her face was already burning up with indignation at the thought, she decided to reach out to the other person who would be in attendance at the summit as an attendant, Colette.

MM:Colette, would you please come to my quarters in the Queens Wing of the palace? I require assistance of a rather sensitive nature, and would rather not inconvenience the King, while he is getting himself ready for this evening. I do not believe you ever turned in your key to my chambers from when you worked under me, so you can use that to unlock the door and let yourself in. I am trying to crawl my way to where my robe is hanging up, but just in case I am unable to completely get there before your arrival, please knock before opening the door?

Caroline lay on her bed, groaning, and trying to get her legs to stop shaking long enough that she could stand up under her own power, or at least to get some sensation back in them, so that she could try and control them at all. Ever since Walter had actually fucked her (well, it was less of a 'fucking' and more of a case where she was used like a stroker sleeve, and so cum-drunk that she begged for more, long after her body was in any shape to actually actively participate), she'd felt like a literal puddle. Both because she lacked any structure to her body to properly stand and move, as well as the fact that she still felt like she was leaking remnants of the King's cum from her still-sore holes.... Luckily, the palace medical staff had already been called to help her recover, and though their treatments were powerful and thorough, she still had a bone deep ache all throughout her body, and yet, an intense craving for more... But she had duties to perform, first, and that involved being dressed properly, to greet the Empress of Alternia, as well as her secretary 'Bianca', and to be in the room to assist in any way the assembled monarchs might request of her...

After struggling for another ten minutes or so, and succeeding only in managing to roll out of the bed and crawl around on the floor for a bit, she finally decided to swallow her pride, and ask for assistance. But the only person she knew of that could have access to her quarters was a very short list, so as much as her face was already burning up with indignation at the thought, she decided to reach out to the other person who would be in attendance at the summit as an attendant, Colette.

MM:Colette, would you please come to my quarters in the Queens Wing of the palace? I require assistance of a rather sensitive nature, and would rather not inconvenience the King, while he is getting himself ready for this evening. I do not believe you ever turned in your key to my chambers from when you worked under me, so you can use that to unlock the door and let yourself in. I am trying to crawl my way to where my robe is hanging up, but just in case I am unable to completely get there before your arrival, please knock before opening the door?