Due to the sensitive nature of this subject and the people involved, I cannot reveal names or locations in this account. Instead, I'll use monikers and keep the place names general or abstract. In spite of this, I hope you will still find this account entertaining. I certainly did; it was quite an unusual job, and I assure you everything here is true. I can also tell you two other things.

Firstly, that this job involved actual royalty.

Second, that usually my day job is not espionage, assassins or military. Usually, I am simply a clown.

And right then, I was really feeling like one.

When I finished my last account, I had just completed my first and what I assumed to be last foray into the world of spies and royalty, and I was feeling rather pleased with myself. I had done what I had asked and while I initially had some reservations about the task given to me by the Callipygian Purple Queen, my first impressions of the rather self-satisfied and bratty young princess removed any guilt I might have had about pieing her in the face. Now I just had to lay low, meet my employer the next morning and I would off home with a hefty pay check and the best story no one would believe if I told them.

The problem was, someone, or rather two someone's had found me first having arrived at my door with not the dinner I had been expecting but rather the just desserts they were planning. A full trolley full of it in face. My eyes had boggled upon seeing the pair, not recognising them at first and wondering if perhaps I was getting dinner and show for my efforts. I mean, getting greeted at the door by two young ladies in short skirts and frilled cleavage was the sort of things that happened to spies.

I remembered what my actual profession was when Princess Violet roughly shoved me into the room.

Now I sat at the end of my double bed, hands in my lap and staring up at Princess Violet and her, likely more than friend, Lavender. The hands in my lap were helpful not only to show how sorry I was but because the pair has snuck into the hotel by dressing as maids, stockings and all...

It was an actual maids outfit I should say. Flattering yes, but not a French maid or anything like that. I don't want you to think this story is unbelievable or anything.

"So, here's what's going to happen," The princess said, arms folded and smirking down at me. "I'm going to pie you in the face, then you are going to apologize on your knees. I am then going to pie you again and again until you tell me who hired you, because I know someone did. And then I'm going to dump this entire cart over you." She paused looking over the sizable amount she had brought with her. "With Lavenders help."

"And you better have an apology for me too funny boy."

I looked from the Princess Violet to Lavender. Both ladies were shorter than me, more slender than me and I estimated less than five years younger than me. Still, from the withering looks on their face, in that moment, the idea of overpowering them and running out the door seemed a complete impossibility. Plus, they had found me once in less than a day so I had to think the Queen's promise that the royal guards wouldn't assist her wilful daughter might have been a lie.

This could be a long night and as the young princess, took the lid off the first tray, revealing a large creamy white pie, I gulped. Raising my hands as she sauntered towards me, I shut my eyes and -

Heard a giggle?

I waited for the other shoe to drop and to feel cold cream splatter my face. It didn't come. Instead, the giggle came again, followed by a husky chuckle. I cracked opened my eyes and found the princess with altogether different look on her face, smiling at me as she giggled and next to her Lavender had her hand over her mouth, her eyes glittering mirth.

"Oh, silly boy. Can't even take a joke? Some clown you are?"

To my amazements, the women crossed the gap and planted herself on my lap. She swung her arm around me, the pie now dangerously close to us both as she shifted her Royal rump across me. I found myself stuck between a pie on one side and staring down Violets cleavage on the other, neither feeling like the right thing to look at.

"Uhhhh"

Dumb I know, but it was the best I managed and the princess laughed again.

"That's the best you got?" She rolled her eyes. "I get why you did your whole mime routine now. You've got a dumb tongue." She looked me up and down. "Which is so disappointing for a girl to find out... Seriously, did you really think you could get away with slapping a pie in my face. I'm the damn Princess. Haven't you heard? No one gets to just humiliate me."

Lavender was suddenly beside us and plucked the pie from Violets hand, while her gaze was still fixed on me.

"Except me that is."

Practically purring, the dark skinned woman pushed the pie hard into Violets face. The princess gasped and let out a moan, sitting bolt upright on my lap and I was suddenly very rigid myself. Lavender smirked, holding the pie against her definitely more than friends face and grinding it as she moaned and squirmed, cream and custard cascading down to land on my trousers. I didn't care all that much and just sat there gaping.

Finally, Lavender let the tin drop, and it bounced off Violets legs and onto mine. The princess blinked and gasped, spraying cream between her lips in ragged breaths. She didn't move to clean her face or say a word against Lavenders assault. She just sat there as Lavender walked over to the trolley and came back with a second pie.

"Do you know what you get funny boy. When a Princess gets everything, she wants and is never told no?" Lavender cooed. She ran her finger down Violets face and over her lips before bringing the dollop of cream to her own mouth. "You get a girl that deep down, really fucking loves it when she's made to feel powerless. As long you handle her properly that it..."

With her free hand, Lavender reached past Violets shoulder and took a firm grasp of her chestnut hair yanking her head back. The princess let out a low moan, or maybe it was me. Lavender held the princess up, so their gazes locked.

"Now, your majesty. What did you want to say to me?"

Princess violet hesitated before she bit her lip with a wet smirk.

"Thank you?"

Lavender chuckled, inching the pie closer. I was transfixed.

"Not that, not yet anyway... no, I meant, what did you want to say to me after you used this funny boys sword to lift up my skirt, in public and then made me bend over and get my tits, your favourite tits, sprayed with icy water?"

"I'm sorry Lavender." Her eyes flicked red down so stare openly at the woman's cleavage. My gaze followed. "I promise I won't do it again..."

"Oh, your majesty. You were doing so well. I can accept your apology." Violet closed her eyes and bit her lip as Lavender smirked. "But not more lies."

Splat

The impact drove the dessert deep into Violets expectant face and spattered my own top with custard with the force. I flinched but was still staring at Violet when Lavender walked back to the trolley. The princess face was featureless under a layer of cream, custard and crust until her mouth opened and her tongue tentatively stuck out to lick her lips. She reached up her hands and pulled down the mess, cringing and whining as she surveyed them before thrusting the mess at my shirt. I flinched but she just glowered at me, and so I sat there until she extracted herself from my lap.

It seemed her reaction from earlier in the day hadn't been feigned and she had not enjoyed that first pie. Even these two while she had been entranced by Lavenders actions, had clearly been meant as a bit of a punishment, albeit one she had enjoyed as much as she hated. The princesses feelings seemed less mixed with me until she turned back to stand over me, with a glint in her eye.

Before I could react, she leaned forward, grabbed me on each side of the head and pressed her lips against mine. My eyes widened in shock, struggling to keep up with all that happened and then I was kissing her back. It was a sloppy kiss and from more than just enthusiasm. Her tongue slipped into my mouth, her hands spreading cream and custard into my hair and as she pulled back, she rubbed her messy face against mine.

Standing up straight, she grinned at me as I was left open mouthed, until Lavender returned, glaring at Violet and then go me. The princess touched her hand to her lips.

"Oops, I should have thought about how jealous Lavender can get."

Splat

I was rocked back by the firm slap of a cherry pie hitting my face. Now I'm a clown, so I've been pied before but that was the first I've been pied by a women quite as attractive as Lavender and certainly I had never been pied after being snogged by a princess with custard on her nose. Funnily enough, what struck me most, after the pie, was it was also the best tasting pie I had been hit with. Or maybe the princess was still on my tongue.

Rocked back, gasping and eating a lot of cherry, I reeled from the shock of it all and hear Violet cackling. I wiped it from my eyes to see Violet grinning and trying to snuggle back up to Lavender. Unfortunately for her, Lavender was less keen on being snogged by girl covered in cream than I was. She held her lightly but firmly with a finger on the princesses chest who pouted that normally got her everything she wanted but not here and Lavender gestured her towards a towel.

I had been hired because the queen thought someone needed to take a firm hand with her daughter. Turns out someone had beaten me to it and Princess Violet was more than happy to go along with the right incentive.

I sat then pie dripping down my face as Violet dramatically towelled her face clean and tried to lean in again. Still Lavender held her back though this seemed to be pushing the women's patience as she let out a noise between a whine and a growl. With a smile Lavender gently took the towel and dabbed a blotch of cream that Violet had missed before tossing it to me and taking Violets mouth into hers. I held off from cleaning up though. If it was a choice between some pie on my face and missing the sensual Lavender and eager Violet making out in front of me, well I had already been pied. Lavenders firm hand sure did like to wander.

Still when they broke apart with a low gasp from Lavender as the Princess nipped cheekily at her lower kiss before giving her a final peck, I did take the time to hastily wipe the pie from my slack jawed look. When I next looked, it was the princess looking down on me again, Lavender leaning on her shoulder, the future power behind the throne or just a very dedicated servant? It was hard to tell.

"So, Mister clown..."

"My name is-"

"I truly don't care," she gave me an apologetic grin. "I really am quite wroth with you, don't let the kiss fool you. You did humiliate me and you will pay for that... But lucky for you, you have something I want." Lavender raised her eyebrow and after a beat, Violet added with a pout. "And my darling sweetheart says I've been taking things a bit far in public lately. I did tell her that I am still a princess and we do have to keep up some appearances, but she persuaded me that I might be having a little bit more fun with that then necessary.

"I told her, unless she wanted to be her own 'Handmaiden' for a little while, she has best make me believe she's oh so sorry for making let my tits get sprayed with some water by some clown like a common whore." She gave Violet a smile that promised payback. "Especially doing so in front of Elodie."

"I told you she gets jealous. I mean- ahhhh"

Violet let out a moan as Lavenders nails dug into the soft flesh of her backside. I could practically see her legs quiver.

"Um, will Elodie be joining us tonight?"

The women's eyes snapped to me while Violet giggled, and I realised I may have stepped in the middle of a conversation that had come up before. Oops

"You really aren't very clever, are you? No wonder you became a clown."

"Well, like I said," Violet said quickly before I could dig my hole deeper. "You have information we want, and I've promised my lovely Lavender recompense. So, you can answer our questions and get a front row seat to something no one ever gets to see. Me actually being sorry. Or you can protect your employer, and we will make sure you're very sorry." She smirked. "Personally, I hope you make things very difficult but first take off your clothes."

It was hard to turn down a royal command and soon I was sitting in just my briefs, and I'll spare you the details of all that. The ladies looked me up and down (in approval I hoped) and then Lavender gave Violet a smart tap on the bum. These details, I will not spare you.

"Your turn, your majesty."

Now Violets expression for me couldn't remotely be seen as positive. She huffed but did as she was told, letting Lavender unzip the back of her dress and letting it fall to the floor. She glared at me like this was all my fault. No doubt her activities with Lavender were more fun without a random guy sharing her punishment. Still, with as much dignity her position granted she allowed her handmaiden to unzip the back of her dress and slid it down her shoulders. Bare skin, round flesh and pink nipples, met my eyes and I wondered how I could have thought her boobs modest. The clown in me considered it would be the right time for an aristocratic 'Capital Knockers' but common sense prevailed. Still, she must have caught some inkling of my good humours as with a huff she turned back to face her favourite in the room. She even gave a wiggle of her chest to, under the pretext of shimmying her dress past her hips and although I missed that show, Lavenders approving bite of her lip told me it was well received.

Plus, I had Princess Violets backside clad (in no doubt loving tribute) in only a lacy lavender thong, her stockings lace clipped up to meet them. Even better for me, as she began to kiss down Lavenders body while leaning down to untie those stockings, Lavender raised captured her by the chin.

"Please Vi, a princess never squats down don't you know? They bend regally at the waist."

"You are taking this entirely too far Lavender."

But she complied and a groan escaped me as she bent over, pushing out her ass towards me. I enjoyed the show indeed, every wiggle of it as Violet slid down one stocking and then another. She was blushing quite prettily, looking rather flustered and I imagine a little angry with her partner when she stood back and turned to sit on the bed next to me, crossing her arms pointedly over her chest. I guessed having to act as a stripper for a commoner like me was less of a turn on than performing for her beautiful domme.

"You're turn?" I asked Lavender hopefully and she just tittered.

"Finally, the clowns actually said something funny. Now how about we get started?"

I don't know who she intended to tease more by drawing out the tension, but she ran a finger through the first pie she picked up, leaving a large dob on the tip. It was a striking contrast between the white cream and her dark skin made even more so as she slid her finger into her mouth and sucked it with a low moan of pleasure, closing her eyes as she pulled her finger slowly out of her mouth with a pop.

"Hmmm delicious. Now question 1... Who hired you?"

I'll admit that gave me pause. Not for any loyalty. As you might recall, I was rather down on the monarchy in principle but as things stood, I felt like I had a chance for the monarchy to be going down on me. But there was also a chance, I was just going to get pied a lot and the watch two beautiful women have sex without me.

So couldn't play it too easy and that meant at little pain up front.

"I'm afraid I can't tell you that."

"I thought you might say that."

"And I'm so glad you did!"

Lavender let out a sigh as though expecting that answer while Violet grinned. She reached out eagerly and her companion passed her the pie without argument. I tensed quickly, feeling that the Princess wouldn't draw it out and I was right. With a smirk, she slammed the pie into my face letting out a triumphant 'Hah' that I heard barely over the pie tin crumbling beneath her palm. It fell with another clatter, and I took in a breath while Lavender said again.

"Who hired you?"

"Sorry, really I am."

Splat

"Final chance..."

I sighed, custard dripping from my face. I felt Lavender had somewhat oversold the delicacy earlier and as our eyes met, hers twinkled in mischief. Princess Violet had no shared camaraderie for me having just ground another pie into my face and was ecstatic. Having met her and interacted with her twice now, I frankly would have taken the original contract for free just pie the smirk from her lips.

"Are you sure you can't tell me who you hired you to embarrass my esteemed Princess Violet?"

"No, I really can't."

"Oh dear, we might be at this all night," Violet crooned as her eyes flickered down and back up to me. "Though from the looks of you, you wouldn't mind if we rode you hard all night would you funny boy."

I swallowed and began to brace for another round of it, but as Violet reached out for the next pie, a bright pink cream, Lavender pulled it out of reach and wagged her finger. Violet blinked, confused as I was.

"Huh but I want-"

"Weren't you listening to the rules Violet. I asked him a question and he answered it correctly. Rules are rules. Even for royalty."

"But that wasn't a real question!"

"Wasn't it? I suppose it wasn't that useful, silly me."

Violet rolled her eyes, lips pushing out in a pout but didn't protest further aside from a dramatic sight. Siting back down, I could have sworn she was a little closer to me than before and when Lavender leaned in, pie in hand, her cleavage was front and centre for us both before she shoved the pink pie deep into the princess's face rubbing it in a little before pulling back. The shattered crust was left sliding down her face with the pink gooey cream and as her next breath sprayed it from her lips a large dollop fell and landed on her breast and nipple with a splat.

"You've got a little something," I said, unable to help myself. "Here let me help."

Now to my credit I did wait a second to see if either lady would stop me. Neither did though so I leaned over and with my finger gave her nipple a flick with my fingers sending a spray of cream a shudder across the princess body. I expected another pie to my face for that but instead Lavender grinned cat like.

"Oh, that's not you do that at all."

Crouching down to Violets level she took the women's breast in her mouth doing something with her tongue that left Violet moaning in pleasure for a few moments before pulling back sucking on her nipple and letting it go with a 'pop' and a final kiss. She grinned, pleased with the effect she had on us both and before standing up Lavender brushed the front of Violets thong.

"Dear me princess, I think you might break before he does at this rate. That won't do."

"If you would stop teasing me so much," Violet said smiling through her pied face. "Though actually..."

Quickly she stood up and then before I could react, sat down in front of me. My posture was loose and she rubbed against my crotch far more than necessary to get comfortable, and I let out a small guttural sounds my already hard cock was teased by her ass. She looked back over her shoulder with a wink before turning back to Lavender.

"And was it an individual or organisation that hired you again?" The women said innocently.

"Just a person"

"Man, or women,"

"A women," I said as took my hands up to her breasts and I began to fondle her as she let out satisfied moans and sounds of delight.

"And our age or older than you?"

"Oh, older I would think."

I blinked realising how much I had given away in such a short amount of time looking up to see Lavender covering end mouth to cover her titters. I was clearly not fit for any real espionage but in the face of this assault, it would be hard for anyone to be. I tried not to blush and grumbled at Violets laughter which she didn't even attempt to hide.

"I don't know why you're so happy. That's three pies for you and I think you could do with a new headpiece?"

Lavenders eyes lit up

"That's a fun idea and since you were so helpful, I think you can crown her."

It was me grinning now to Lavender who handed me two large chocolate pies and Violet scowling she shouldn't have to sit here and get pied by me again. She was rather a poor sport going so far as to cover her face with her hands and when she didn't move them, even after Lavenders command, I shrugged and improvised splattering both tins at once into Violets chest making her squeak in surprise then shudder as I took the opportunity to give both her tits a squeeze.

"That wasn't very chivalrous you know," she said, breath a little haggard as I continued to spread the mess across her breasts. "Would you stop that? It's bad enough that Lavender has been teasing me since the lobby."

Things go worse for her though as Lavender hasn't forgiven her for not listening earlier. That turned one pie into three, and Princess Violet was made to bend over, hands on the bed as Lavenders spanked her ass with 3 of the thickest gooiest fruit pies I'd ever seen and none too gently. Each one was delivered with a satisfying splat and a moan from Violet her buttocks and thighs caked with dessert.

"My love, " she said weakly after the final pie. "We should mix this up. This is meant to be about our revenge right, and you've punished me more than him." She turned to me with a wicked grin. "Maybe I should try riding him for some more details."

Lavender folded her arms unimpressed.

"I think this approach is working well and you're just a little tart that wants fucked."

"Well, maybe there is a little bit of that. Don't be jealous, I'd be sure to give you a turn after my lovely lady."

"Oh, so after you've fucked him, you want me to go down on you too?" Violet seemed to be digging herself a hole and I was saying nothing. "I'm no one's sloppy seconds Princess and if you want my tongue anywhere near you tonight, his cock is going nowhere near your pussy."

"I- Lavender," Violet said between a stammer and a whine. "Come on sweetheart. I can't take much more of this. Besides, he's bound to tell us who hired him if we show him a good time."

For a moment Lavender just stared as Violet, mouth thin, eyes flickering to me with annoyance. Then she smirked.

"That's probably true. The funny boy does look nearly as frustrated as you dear but that doesn't mean you have to fuck him. After all, isn't a ruler meant to serve her people."

"You are not serious!"

"Why not, besides better to not risk putting a clown prince into the line of succession." Lavender smiled more warmly, hand sliding behind her back and slowly pulling down the zip, her dress sagging as it loosened until it was only staying on by virtue of her full figure. Then she gasped, hand flying to her mouth as her own jerk made the dress fall to the floor and she stood in only her stockings. Like Violet she hadn't worn a bra but unlike her Princess, she hadn't bothered with panties either. Practically naked, she smiled at her lover and me by virtue of being next to her. "Please Violet? Isn't swallowing your pride worth it to get all of me. Especially since I'll know how sorry you are and then it will be my time to be sorry and make you feel oh so good."

Her voice was a purr by the end and Violet was putty in her hands. She licked her lips staring at Lavenders breasts unashamedly before turning to me and rolling her eyes.

"You had better tell us the name."

And then she was on her knees and sliding my boxers to the ground. Her hand passed down my shaft, once twice and she smirked at my reactions before she winked.

"Well then? Shall I?"

"Uhh yeah."

With that she was away, running her tongue from the base of my shaft right to the tip and then swallowed my head in her mouth. I gasped at her first few tentative bobs before she took me entirely. Up and down, she bobbed slowly at first, feeling warm gentle and then beginning to quicken her pace. It was definitely not the first time the Princess had practised this sort of diplomacy. Behind her, Lavender pulled Violets hairs behind her. Then she winked at me, holding up a large tureen filled with what looked like a trifle before holding a finger up to her lips. As if I was on the state to warn anyone.

Violet continued to deep throat my cock, one hand following behind her lips to rub my shaft, occasionally letting out little murmurs I felt as vibrations that made me shudder. Behind her Lavender began to play with her breasts, squeezing her tit and rubbing her nipples between her fingers.

"We were meant to ask you a question, right?" She teased letting out and exaggerated moan as she fondled herself. "Hmmm so, ready to tell us who hired you?"

"Fuck, that feels amazing."

"Focus funny boy," she said even as Violet quickened further driving me closer. "Who hired you?"

"The Queen, I gasped before I could stop myself. "The queen wanted to teach Violet a lesson in responsibility."

The room went quiet, Lavender blinked in shock and Violet froze, her lips kissing my stomach. Then she slowly pulled herself up and back, her mouth coming away with a wet pop as she stared up.

"What? My mother! My mother hired-"

Unfortunately, while she might have stopped sucking me off, her hand hadn't stopped quite yet. That final stroke was enough and with a twitch, I came my cock pumping my cum onto the Princess face in three steady bursts. She gasped, cum splattering her forehead, cheeks and dripping from her nose. Her hands jerked back and she let out a petulant squeak of dismay, evidently, she wasn't as experienced in facials as she had been in blow jobs. She turned red, looked up at me and then Lavender brought the trifle down firmly onto her head and past the women's ears.

Splat

Leaning forward to keep the trifled lodged down tight, the dark skinned women grinned at me sheepishly as Violet shrieked under a deluge of dessert.

"Oops, I might have pushed her a bit far there. Best to just do what she says next until she gets it out of her system." She paused. "Unless she says to fuck my ass. Do that and you'll be in trouble, okay?

With that she stood up and away, leaving me gobsmacked, like I had been for most of the night. Fuming silently save the dripping of custard and jelly, Violet reached up for her crown of trifle and pulled it off her head, the dish coming away with a squelch. Her face was completely covered in the three distinct layers of white red and yellow that was slowly trailing down her skin as she reached up to clear her eyes, revealing a glare and then an even more worrying smile.

"Lavender my love. Lie on the bed please. You promised me your tongue, and I think I've more than earned it."

"Hmmm of course Violet, anything for my - oh"

The cool and controlled tone of Lavenders voice gave way to a squeak of surprise as she was shoved roughly backwards onto the bed. I saw a coy a grin on lips as she leaned up as the princess joined her on the bed and advanced towards her on all fours. I couldn't see the expression on her face but with all the pie and trifle on her, Lavender probably couldn't either and her swaying ass still slathered in dessert was a good enough view for now.

"I was just saying my love," Lavender cooed. "That now I know you're sorry for embarrassing me in public, I will of course give you everything you deserve."

"Hmm yes you will but not quite yet. After all, you haven't gotten everything I know you deserve... yet."

"Oh, that's not necessarily Princess. I'm here to serve you after-ahhh"

Lavenders eyes closed, teeth biting her lip as Violet gathered a handful of various coloured creams from her face and then slapped it down onto Lavenders breast. The dark skin was a perfect contract for the rich cream, and she made several more moans of pleasure, leaning up to kiss her as Violet massaged the flesh of Lavenders tit and rolled her nipple between her fingers.

"Yes, you are," Violet purred. "But first let's see how sorry you are my lovely Lady Lavender. And I think that you're going to feel really sorry for spanking my pretty ass like you did."

Pushing Lavender back down, Violet shifted and turned until she was facing me winking at me as she raised her dessert covered ass over Lavender face. Then with a creamy splat the equal of any pie either of us had received that night, she brought her cake down onto Lavenders face. I heard a moan from the women and saw the way her body braced for the impact, her fingers gripping the bedsheets even as the princess gyrated and smeared the pie around.

"And don't think I'm done with you either funny boy," she said a wicked grin on her face. "You've now been responsible for me getting creamed in the face twice and I didn't appreciate either. And while she may have hired you to pie me," Violet seethed at the words. "I don't think she paid you to fuck me while I got pied."

"Wait a minute, this wasn't my idea and I certainly haven't had sex with you."

Mores the pity I thought as Violet rocked back and forth to ensure total facial coverage of her friend, her tits bouncing more than the custard and jelly still stuck to her.

"True, you just got a blow job out of it which is more satisfaction than I got. And what matters is what I tell her... That is, unless you help me get back at her."

"You've got to be kidding."

The princess cackled. This is why you should never work for a Monarchy.

"My mother set me up to be publicly humiliated, all to make a point. You're a fool in more than profession if you I'll let that slide. Oh no. My mother is going to regret crossing me and you're going to help me with all your Wiley clown tricks. But first, give Lavender a good fucking, won't you? I'd hate for to think I'm good wroth with her."

She rose up onto her knees, and I heard Lavender take in a breath and then let out a laugh. Within moments Violet had twisted position and was looking down on Lavender, her ass looking a lot less cream covered.

"Wondering just what I'd got myself into now, I considered before deciding the old adage about pounds and penny's was right. Besides Lavender had said this part was okay. As I moved to position myself, I noticed for the first time that Lavender pussy was only mostly clean shaved and there was two a thinly shaped V left. And who said romance was dead.

"Now Lavender do have fun my love but you better not cum before I do" I heard the princess command fondly. "And then you can help me plan our revenge."

"That sounds wonderful, but I- oh fuck. Might need a little time before my head's cleared enough to think."

"Why's that?"

"It's just that your majesty has a fr-mhhh"

And that was all I heard before Violet lowered herself down onto Lavenders lips and I began to thrust into her from my end. A few hours ago, I had thought my task done her in the kingdom. Now, I knew they had barely begun.