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There was excitement in the air. I've never seen the people of the castle so stressed -not even when we were anticipating a military attack. You might be killed when the enemy attacks, and that's it. But your whole life can be ruined if Princess Dorottya leaves your castle with the slightest hint of dissatisfaction.

And you could never be sure whether she is satisfied or not. She always had that mysterious expression -a mixture of lively youthful pale skin, big dark curious eyes, freckles over her little nose, light brown hair and few beauty spots all over her neck, shoulders and arms often revealed by her fantastic dresses.

All the soldiers, including me, were reminded of how we're supposed to act whenever Princess is around: Never look at the Princess in the eyes, always lower your stare. Never talk unless you're addressed to by Her Majesty. Never even try to talk to her maidservants. It's strictly forbidden and you might be beheaded just because of that.

Princess's maidservants constitute a very interesting part of her public persona. She always travels with seven maidservants with the same height, same body type and same dress. They always reveal their slim figure (which is the exact copy of Her Majesty) with a red-and-black dress.

The crucial part: they always wear some kind of veil on their face. So nobody has ever seen what Her Majesty's maidservants look like. The only part the veil reveals on their face is their lips: always red as apples. And their chins, so young and fresh and small. Thats why many of us soldiers often wonder how those mouths would feel around our manhood. Since the time Princess turned her maidservants into mysterious objects of desire, they've become a common fantasy all over the kingdom.

I know many village girls who dream of becoming a servant for Princess Dorottya. I know many wives who please their men with a veil on. As a matter of fact, I have enjoyed the sight of my load shining all over a veiled face many times.

That's why the moment we saw the princess surrounded by her servants in the castle, we were captivated. Nobody could concentrate on the princess: we were trying hard to not stare at the maidservants too much. Whenever they're around, we were trying hard to not daydream about their rouge lips and youthful cleavages...

The knowing smile they all wore on those lips was one of the sexiest things I've ever seen in my life. You could never see it on a rural girl's face. Even with that black veil, you can tell the difference.

The moment I saw them, I realized that ruining one of those servants would be completely different from having the carpenter's daughter roleplaying.

The problem is, it would be a fatal error to try and make a move on one of those noble coquettes.

I was thus desperate about realizing my fantasy. That is to say, until that day.

to be continued

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There was excitement in the air. I've never seen the people of the castle so stressed -not even when we were anticipating a military attack. You might be killed when the enemy attacks, and that's it. But your whole life can be ruined if Princess Dorottya leaves your castle with the slightest hint of dissatisfaction.

And you could never be sure whether she is satisfied or not. She always had that mysterious expression -a mixture of lively youthful pale skin, big dark curious eyes, freckles over her little nose, light brown hair and few beauty spots all over her neck, shoulders and arms often revealed by her fantastic dresses.

All the soldiers, including me, were reminded of how we're supposed to act whenever Princess is around: Never look at the Princess in the eyes, always lower your stare. Never talk unless you're addressed to by Her Majesty. Never even try to talk to her maidservants. It's strictly forbidden and you might be beheaded just because of that.

Princess's maidservants constitute a very interesting part of her public persona. She always travels with seven maidservants with the same height, same body type and same dress. They always reveal their slim figure (which is the exact copy of Her Majesty) with a red-and-black dress.

The crucial part: they always wear some kind of veil on their face. So nobody has ever seen what Her Majesty's maidservants look like. The only part the veil reveals on their face is their lips: always red as apples. And their chins, so young and fresh and small. Thats why many of us soldiers often wonder how those mouths would feel around our manhood. Since the time Princess turned her maidservants into mysterious objects of desire, they've become a common fantasy all over the kingdom.

I know many village girls who dream of becoming a servant for Princess Dorottya. I know many wives who please their men with a veil on. As a matter of fact, I have enjoyed the sight of my load shining all over a veiled face many times.

That's why the moment we saw the princess surrounded by her servants in the castle, we were captivated. Nobody could concentrate on the princess: we were trying hard to not stare at the maidservants too much. Whenever they're around, we were trying hard to not daydream about their rouge lips and youthful cleavages...

The knowing smile they all wore on those lips was one of the sexiest things I've ever seen in my life. You could never see it on a rural girl's face. Even with that black veil, you can tell the difference.

The moment I saw them, I realized that ruining one of those servants would be completely different from having the carpenter's daughter roleplaying.

The problem is, it would be a fatal error to try and make a move on one of those noble coquettes.

I was thus desperate about realizing my fantasy. That is to say, until that day.

to be continued