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It’s not often where you find yourself in an unprecedented situation. Having somewhat gained the princess’ favour would be another thing, she’d often pop up around the training grounds to watch. I’d thought nothing of it, aside from the intense stare that bore through me across the field. The other knights seemed to be self conscious, lacking some poise when they saw her eyes glance towards their sunkissed, sweaty bodies. All honed in the rigorous training they’re going through. Nothing interesting to keep note to myself. Getting back on track, I was but an innocent bystander that somehow got caught up in the princess’ playful antics. More often than not a victim of her games. I would have continued my train of thought, if not for the way I was wrist-bound.

Perhaps the blindfold that is on me too currently made me lack some imagination of what’s going on. I reacted skittishly at the strange graze of the princess’ fingers. Letting out a surprised gasp, before questioning the princess of her intentions with a whine. “Princess..? What are you..” My thoughts trailed off once I clearly felt a hand grope my chest, finding it comical for a few seconds before a throbbing electrical sensation surged south. - His face heated up, mouth slightly agape as he let out a lewd noise that he even found himself surprised. My fingers twisted roughly at his nipples some more just beneath his shirt, trying to make him spill those precious moans out of him. Gaining even more sensitivity at each twist. He squirmed in his seat, grunts of protest and whimpers to let him free-

Fuck. This.. weird feeling is getting to me, its strange. I feel warm and dizzying. I would have begged the princess to stop but she spoke to me in a tone that I.. I couldn’t help but obey. If not for the blindfold I would have used my eyes to convey how i felt in the moment.

Another noise uncomplainingly left my throat, a restrained groan while I bit my lip. Her hands positioned lower and onto my abdomen. Heat filled me once the warmth of the princess’ hands reached my crotch. I felt too embarrassed to speak any further, the occasional noise the only answer given to her. The feeling of the tent in my pants is undeniable evidence of my arousal, desiring some friction..touch- anything at this point! My breath became haggard, closing my eyes as my hips instinctively leaned on the touch.

I struggled against the rope, it’s really rubbing into my wrist now… I wish she’d touch me more.. My desire heightened when the princess started to unbutton my pants, just the thought of it is really getting me horny now.

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