“Quick your highness!” Lila whispered urgently, opening the wardrobe door. “You hide in here! I’ll distract them, and you can sneak out.”
The princess nodded as she closed the door, leaving just a crack for her to see through.
The door was roughly forced open, and two men stormed in. They were dressed in furs and leather cured to make crude armour, and had long hair that seemed to cover their ugly faces. Sophiana guessed they were northerners, the barbarians Lila had mentioned.
When they saw Lila, a pretty girl with brown hair, their faces twisted into leering grins. To Sophiana’s surprise, Lila smiled back, and then let her dress drop to the floor, exposing her naked body to their lecherous gaze.
“Ha!” one of the men cried. “This bitch’s hot for it! Told you we shouldn’t just grab the first kitchen wench we saw. She really wants a man’s cock!”
“And why wouldn’t I?” Lila replied, putting a hand provocatively on her hip. “I’ve had no luck finding one in this kingdom that can satisfy me. I’m hoping a northerner can do better.”
“You bet we can, girl!” he replied, laughing. Sophiana shuddered at the thought of these brutes touching Lila – or worse, her.
Lila seemed not to share her concerns. Her grin just widened. “Why don’t you do me on that bed? Bet you’ve never fucked in a bed like that. I sure haven’t. You can pretend you’re raping the queen herself.”
With a cheer, one of the men grabbed her round the waist and lifted her over her shoulder, carrying her out of the princess’s view. The other followed, struggling with his armour. A moment later, she heard the creaking of her bed’s frame, and cries from Lila. It sounded like they were hurting her.
Trying to be as quiet as possible, she slid the door open and stepped out into her room. The barbarians were partially hidden by the gauzy curtains around her bed, as was no doubt Lila’s plan. But in a gap between them, the princess glimpsed something that shocked her. Lila was on all fours. One of the barbarians was kneeling in front of her, and Sophiana wondered what they were doing. But the other was behind her, plunging into the wet slit below her up thrust buttocks. As he drew back, preparing to ram into her again, the princess blushed as she got a glimpse of his penis, something she’d read about, fantasised about, but never actually seen before. Even though it was still half-buried in Lila, it seemed monstrously large, and she wondered how its girth could possibly fit in her maid’s tight womanhood.
The sight of her dear friend being so violated, on the bed in which she had slept since childhood, stunned the princess. But what shocked her more was the way Lila, the daughter of a minor but still noble house, had given herself to them like a common whore. Worse, the way her body was shaking seemed to be more from pleasure than pain. Could she actually be enjoying what they were doing to her? And the act itself fascinated her. It was far more rough and primal than anything she had imagined, but she could feel a certain warmth spreading through her, a dampness gathering in her panties.
Transfixed, she reached down a hand to touch through the cloth of her dress a part of her body that the priests had told her was evil. She knew she should take advantage of the opportunity Lila had given her and run, but she wasn’t sure she should stop watching. |