King Theodore had arranged a formal gathering of suitors for Helena at the castle. Her father barely even believed in the gods, so the Princess couldn’t understand his insistence on following this tradition and found it infuriating.
Three families had shown up to the dining hall to present their candidate suitor. Each family pushed their son eagerly in front of King Theodore for inspection. The strongest warriors and fiercest commanders of each respective army stood around in immaculate chest plating, decorative helmets made to look the head of a bear or tiger, and multi-layered leather defensive skirts which left their muscular legs bare, all in a boast of military and financial power.
Helena found the whole affair quite dull, though she cheered up a bit when halfway through the first family’s introduction, she stopped paying attention to the proceedings and began looking at the muscular bodies of the men standing along side the families. She felt a heating rising inside herself and leant over to her servant, Ophelia.
“I don’t really care for this suitor, or this event, but I am enjoying having all these men here for me!” Helena and Ophelia smiled to each other, stifling their giggling.
Helena and Ophelia’s friendship had grown stronger every day. Their mutual sexual awakening added to their excitement and openness in the relationship, yet it remained platonic on an emotional level. The two girls loved that they were able to explore each other’s bodies, explore their desires and satisfy their sexual frustrations together each night. This was their secret, the Princess of the kingdom enjoying carnal pleasures with her closest servant in the dead of night. Helena hadn’t called upon Adonis since their first night together as she was having all of her needs fulfilled by Ophelia, but she kept his services in mind for later down the line.
The first family left. Helena realized she didn’t even remember what the suitor looked like, she had been too busy being thrown around the bed in her mind by the men in front of her.
As the second family walked toward the top table, Helena first noticed that the suitor being presented was a muscular, handsome young man. He was clearly a soldier himself, presumably high ranking given his status, however he carried a shield with deep gouges and splintered edges indicating that this man had been in amongst the soldiers, fighting on the front line. Helena suddenly felt a rush of respect, not for engaging in war, but for the bravery of his actions. He didn’t need to fight along side his men given his status.
Then Helena laid eyes on a young woman walking behind him with his parents. She was also wearing armor, a breast plate and defensive skirt, she too was muscular, but feminine. It was quite uncommon to see a woman in military attire, so Helena took an interest in her. As she approached the top table, she removed her helmet revealing her piercing green eyes and curly brown locks. Helena squeezed her thighs together with excitement.
The young man introduced himself as Achilles. Other than this he said very little, and made very little eye contact with Helena.
As the family turned to leave, Helena watched the young woman’s bare legs, wondering what her body was like beneath all that armor. Helena glanced up to realize that she had made eye contact with the soldier. The woman smiled and winked at Helena as she walked away. Helena blushed, embarrassed to have been caught staring.
Helena’s mind kept wandering to the girl in the armour throughout the third introduction. Her mind kept replaying the image of those piercing green eyes looking back at her. She gave a gentle nod to the family and the handsome young suitor as they finished up their introduction.
Theodore had arranged some trials for the boys outside the castle walls. Mostly just as an ice breaker rather than anything else, but still, the princess and her parents watched the boys with interest.
Achilles watched on as the two other suitors sheepishly picked a spear from the stack on the ground. They both threw accurately at the hay bail target, which was met with applause by all of the onlookers. Achilles grabbed a spear and strode toward the marked throwing area. He launched the spear with a ferocity and accuracy unrivalled by anyone seen before. The spear pierced straight through the target and embedded itself in the dusty, dry soil some way past it. A stunned silence fell upon the crowd, followed by an eruption of applause.
A full feast was provided outside in the green outside the castle walls. Wine was flowing freely, and the music and dancing had begun. Helena wandered amongst the masses and deliberately tried to lose her parents, so she and Ophelia could let their hair down and dance and drink with the others.
Helena wandered over to range where the men had thrown their spears earlier in the day, leaving Ophelia to dance, hoping Achilles might be hanging around.
“What do you think of those three then?”
Helena turned to see the girl in armour with the piercing green eyes. Helena was flustered by her beauty up close.
“Apologies your highness, I’m not used to using formal titles, my name is Polydora, I’m Achilles sister.”
“Don’t worry about the titles… I noticed you earlier, in the castle. It’s not often you see a woman in armor” Helena replied. She liked that Polydora was assertive enough to address her without her title.
“I can do anything they can do, or better” she winked at Helena again. Helena felt a rush of excitement through her.
“Prove it” Helena shot back with a flicker of a smile.
Polydora smiled back at her and picked up a spear. She hurled it into the dark sky, way out of sight. A moment later a distinct, dull “thud” sound reached the two women.
“Come on, lets go see” Polydora flashed a smirk at Helena and walked out into the darkness. The princess skipped off her mark to join the beautiful warrior.
They found the spear. It had smashed the handle off of the one that Achilles had thrown earlier and buried itself in the dirt nearby.
Helena was stunned. “What else can you do better than your brother?” She asked, grinning and flittering her eyelids at Polydora.
Polydora unbuckled her breastplate and let it slip off her and onto the ground. She unfastened her leather skirt and dropped it on top of the breast plate in the dust. Helena’s heart raced, she needed to see what beauty lay beneath.
Polydora stood in front of Helena in a cloth underarmor which she pulled over her head revealing a very light see-through gown under which she was completely naked. Polydora was clearly very strong, her body was slender but powerful, yet she still had smooth feminine curves all over.
Polydora stepped forward and kissed Helena deeply. Helena reciprocated by pulling Polydora tight against her as they embraced. Helena felt a rush of heat surge through her.
Polydora gripped Helena firmly by the back of her neck, making sure the princess’s lips stayed locked to hers. Helena’s breath quickened, and her heart began to pound, she wanted to give herself up to the powerful woman in front of her.
Polydora ran her hand up Helena’s body, tracing a line from her inner thigh, up her stomach, between her breasts and placed her hand around Helena’s neck. Helena felt another rush of heat expand deep inside her as she now felt both of the warriors hands wrapped firmly around her neck. She gave herself over to Polydora, she wanted to be obedient, to please her. Polydora released Helena from her embrace and pulled the princess’s gown over her head. Helena rushed to remove the underwear from Polydora, she wanted to feel her skin to skin.
Helena felt her arousal soaring, two girls stark naked, embracing in the open air with a crowd of citizens nearby. She loved that she, their princess, was ready to give her body to this soldier, just out of sight. Helena felt a tickle on her inner thigh, her cum already flowing freely from between her legs.
Polydora kissed Helena’s neck, and wrapped her strong arms around Helena. The princess grabbed Polydoras round muscular ass, to which the nymph like soldier replied by running her hand across Helena’s neck, and down to her breast, where she teased and played with the princess’s nipple.
Helena groaned and thew her head back. Her arousal multiplied as she felt her sensitive nipple being played with, she felt a heat deep inside her and another flush of warm cum run down her inner thigh. Polydora smiled when she heard Helena moan.
“Are you enjoying this, your highness?” she teased.
“I am. You’re good at this” Helena spoke softly back to her.
Helena moved her hand between Polydoras smooth thighs, and felt an incredible wetness on her fingers as they slid between her lips.
“You’re obviously enjoying this too” Helena smirked, staring into Polydoras incredible eyes.
Polydoras eyes rolled as she felt Helena’s finger slid inside her. She spreads her legs wider, allowing Helena to slip another finger deep inside her. The warrior suddenly felt immobilised, her body froze, and as if switch had been flicked, she moaned loudly. Polydora could feel Helena’s fingers probing deeper, pressing against her inner walls. Polydora groaned and shuddered, feeling a wave of her hot juices flow from between her legs, soaking Helena’s hand.
“Oh fuckkk” Polydora groaned, she looked at Helena with an unrestrained intensity. “I’m gonna make you cum so hard”
Helena was at once nervous and excited at the words. Helena wanted to cum. She wanted Polydora to make her cum. She wanted Polydora to do things to her that a princess should never do.
Polydora grabbed a loose leather wrapping from Achilles now broken spear. She lay Helena down by the post that the target had been attached to, and bound the princess’s hands together, and tied her to the post.
Helena felt so exposed, Polydora could do anything she wanted with her. Helena loved her feeling of helplessness, of knowing she was going to be ravaged and there was nothing she could do. Polydora kneeled down by Helena and whispered “you nearly made me cum, so fast. I can’t let you make me cum before I’m finished with you first”. Polydora gently rubbing her own sensitive clit in front of Helena, panting after she nearly came with the princess’s fingers inside her.
Helena could feel the desperation rising inside herself, watching this immaculate woman touching herself out of reach. Polydora could see her frustration, the princess was squirming, and the view between her legs was exquisite. The princess’s thighs, and buttocks were absolutely covered in a thick coating of her own cum.
Polydora leaned over Helena and met her gaze for a moment. She smiled and kissed the princess, then moved down her body, planting kisses on her journey down to lick Helena’s nipple. She teased Helena as the princess squirmed and bucked her hips up against Polydoras athletic body. Every now and then, when Helena’s pelvis managed to hit Polydoras body, she could feel the wetness of the cum that was flowing from between the princess’s thighs and the imprint of the nectar she left on Polydoras body.
Polydora made her way down Helena’s body once again, planting more kisses along the way.
“Lick me. Please. Lick me” Helena groaned absentmindedly, drunk on lust and arousal. Helena could only feel pleasure flowing through her now, she craved the sweet release of orgasm.
Polydora positioned herself between Helena’s thighs, looking at the princess’s sweet, glistening pussy inches in front of her face. Polydora looked up to see Helena trying her best to look down and watch Polydoras movements. The warrior held Helena’s gaze, taunting her that she could only feel her tongue when she wanted her to.
Polydora placed her hands beneath Helena’s thighs, lifting them up and pressing Helena’s knees to her breasts and spreading them wide so that the Princess’s entrance was fully exposed. Helena could feel her whole body trembling in nervous anticipation, equally she could feel her cum flowing hot and freely from her pussy. Polydora could feel the heat radiating from between Helena’s thighs on her face.
Polydora nodded her head down between Helena’s legs. Helena waited for a long moment with her eyes squeezed closed for Polydoras tongue against her clit, or between her lips. But instead she felt Polydoras tongue circling her anus.
“Oh my god!” Helena shouted out. She was shocked by the sensation, she had never played with her butthole before.
“Whaaattt.. are…. you doing?” Helena tried to get out, but as she did she started to realize the intensity of pleasure that was coming from her Polydoras roaming tongue. She blushed, it felt so naughty, so wrong, but now it was feeling so good, and now she didn’t want it to stop.
“OH FUCK!” Helena cried out after a few seconds of feeling Polydoras tongue circling and probing her butthole. Helena felt her whole body tensing and shaking while Polydora kept at it. Helena could feel that this wasn’t going to make her cum any time soon, but that was the magic of it, she was riding ever higher waves of pleasure and she wasn’t going to reach the release of orgasm. Helena was in a delicious cocktail of ecstasy and immense sexual frustration.
Helena lost the ability to communicate with her words. But she groaned loudly and her body shook violently with every stroke of Polydoras tongue. Helena began bucking her hips up and down when she could control her body, wanting to ride her ass against the tongue between her cheeks as hard as she could.
Suddenly Polydora switched to sliding her tongue up and down Helena’s soaking wet pussy, then sucking on her clit, circling it with her tongue. Helena’s eyes rolled into the back of her head. Her back arched and she pushed her vagina toward Polydora as best she could. The soldier wanted to give Helena the sweet release to her blissful torment. Polydora slid two fingers inside of Helena as she sucked on her clitoris. Polydora expertly glided her fingers against the Princess’s G spot, increasing the pressure with each stoke.
Helena was covered in sweat, her face was red from the intensity of her ecstasy. She was moaning, panting and crying out so loud that she later wondered how no one had heard her. She felt a wave of orgasmic pleasure roll through her body, her pussy squeezing the fingers buried inside her. Polydora could see the strained expression on Helena’s face, and with that, Polydora started to fuck the princess hard and fast with her fingers. The princess’s juices were soaking her body now, Polydora watched as the Princess began to gush her sweet nectar all over.
Helena could feel herself soaking everything, she could her the wet sounds of her pussy being fucked by Polydora and she loved every moment of it. Helena knew what was going to happen, she had seen Ophelia gushing like these before she squirted, and now she was going to experience it herself for the first time. Her heart pounded against her chest with excitement. She could feel the pressure rising within her, ready to burst out of her.
“NNNNGGG” Helena’s voice strained and her body tensed, then erupted into convulsions of orgasmic pleasure. Helena felt a hot jet of cum squirt hard from her pussy as she came. Her she could feel her butthole contracting and releasing orgasmically along with each wave of pleasure. Her vagina clenching hard around Polydoras fingers. She panted hard, trying to catch her breath in vain, but Polydora kept her fingers buried deep inside of Helena, fingering her hard.
Though she was already mid-orgasm, Helena felt another rising inside her. She felt as though her orgasms were layering on top of each other as the fingers inside her continued to stimulate her G spot.
“AHHHNN FUCK” Helena cried out, squirting hard once again. Polydoras naked body now dripping with the princess’s juices.
Helena couldn’t take any more, but she also couldn’t bare for it to end. Polydora stopped for a moment to let her arm rest. She looked down at her fingers still inside Helena. The princess’s vulva was covered in thick creamy white cum, which had left a ring of cream at the base of Polydoras two middle fingers.
“No, please, I need more” Helena found herself begging, gazing into Polydoras piercing green eyes.
“You’ll need to be patient. It’s my turn now”. Polydora withdrew her fingers from Helena, drawing a long thick string of the princess’s cum with her as she did. Her fingers were glazed and shiny with a heavy coating of Helena’s fluids. Polydora inspected her fingers, turned on by the thick nectar the princess had left behind and licked a small amount of the thick cream off of her knuckles. Her eyes rolled and she let out a soft moans as she slid her cum soaked hand between her own legs and slipped her fingers deep inside herself, feeling at once her own excessive wetness, and the glorious lubrication Helena had provided her.
Helena writhed with torturous frustration. She needed to keep cumming, and now she was watching Polydora fucking herself out of reach. She felt the leather binding dig into her wrists as she struggled and bucked her hips. She realized she was squeezing and releasing her thighs rhythmically in an attempt at self stimulation.
Polydora tweaked her own nipples alternately as she fingered herself, kneeling in full view of Helena. Polydora could feel the fire of arousal burst out deep within her vagina, and she fanned the flames by fucking herself harder and harder. “HNNNG” she groaned, her abs tensing hard with the power of her orgasmic contractions.
Helena could hear how wet Polydora was, the sound of her fingers *pat-pat-pat* as she slid them in and out of herself, along with the wet squelching sounds of her dripping wet vulva. Helena was in ecstasy and agony, riding the wave of her multiple orgasms, but still in desperate need of her own stimulation.
Polydora threw her head up to the sky, and her legs split open wide as she pleasured herself vigorously.
“Unh I’m gonna cum! HN! AHHH!” Polydora exclaimed loudly. Polydora felt her body consumed by the flames of orgasmic release. Her vagina contracting and releasing powerfully around her dripping fingers.
She looked up to lock eyes with Helena, who was pleading to Polydora with her expression, needing to feel the warriors touch. Polydora instead made her way over to Helena, lifted a leg over her head and straddled her face.
Helena instinctively opened her mouth and slid her tongue inside the soaking wet folds between Polydoras perfect thighs. She tasted the sweet salty cocktail of her own cum mixed with Polydoras. Helena licked her enthusiastically, exploring this perfect woman’s anatomy fully. She focused on Polydoras heavy panting as she pleasured her, and cherished the feeling of Polydoras soft lips parting, giving way to her tongue as she lapped at her entrance.
“HHNG! FUCK!” Polydora cried out once again, “you’re so fucking good at that, have you done this before??”
Helena only responded by turning up the intensity of her dancing tongue buried within Polydoras pussy. Polydora began to ride Helena’s tongue aggressively, grabbing the princess’s hair with both hands, thrusting her hips back and forth, focusing on the sliding sensation of her lips opening wide against Helena’s tongue. The orgasmic tension radiating from her clit, and the intense teasing of her hole alternating as Helena’s tongue slid from one to the other with each pass.
“AAHH!” Polydoras back arched, and her thighs closed tight around Helena’s head. Polydora felt all of her muscles contracting, as she doubled over in bliss. Her body trembled as the pleasure washed through her.
Helena felt a rush of cum flowing from the soldiers tight entrance into her mouth as Polydora came. She excitedly kept lapping at the convulsing warriors vulva.
“I need more”, Polydora said, gazing into Helenas eyes between her thighs.
“No. Me first” Helena said more commandingly now.
Polydora paused for a moment before dismounting from Helena’s face, and giving the princess what she desired.
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