Can’t Touch Royalty: Her Highness

When the night guard was asked by The Princess to accompany her to bed, he though he was the luckiest man in the kingdom. Turned out he was the exact opposite. He did everything the young woman asked, but he must have misread the room.

Her teasing playful nature, the running of her soles up his trembling body, the lustful eyes she made at him. The Guard thought for sure this was what she wanted, and so he tickled her. He used the softest and most gentle touch to caress her and maker he swoon, and she did so. Her Highness bit her lip and grabbed her sheets in the most adorable attempt to stifle her giggles, but it didn't work. Soon the room was filled with her beautiful laughter. That was when her farther, The King barged in. It was then he was framed as a scoundrel and a creep, and was thrown in the dungeon for his actions.

It was there HE was the one who was cracking up. The Torturess enjoying every punishment she could put his muscular ticklish frame through. He bucked, moaned, rived, raved, and most importantly begged. In the end it was all music to the sadistic woman's ears as she tickled and tickled and tickled. It was a mix of emotions, he loved it as much as it humiliated him. *He couldn't take it any more....

Much later that night his eyes opened to see The Princess before him. Hope welled up in his eyes until of corse she spoke how hid punishment was not nearly over. Now he would be at the mercy of the both of them.~

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Holy crap, nice work CK

This is just fantastic! Thanks for sharing.

R