Date: Mon, 12 Jun 2006 11:49:01 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: Princess Ana and the Prong

Story for over 18.  If you are under 18 you are here without the
authors knowledge or permission.


I am the most fortunate of female slaves in all of Rome. My name
is Yala I live in luxury with Her Highness, Princess Ana.  As
long as I please and bring pleasure to her, my place is secure.
But she is as changeable as she is beautiful.  Each day is to be
treasured for I know not that it might be my last.

Yesterday was a strange day.  I bathed with her in the pool
inside our quarters.  She dismissed the other lesser servants and
we stood on velvet mats and allowed ourselves to dry naturally in
the warm spring air that entered our enclosure.

As she allowed me to massage perfumed oils into her pure white
skin she began to murmur softly and humming.  This was her
passion growing in its early beginning.  "Dear black beauty, dear
Yala you of the perfect breasts and honey flavored cunt, take my
pouting nubs in your white teeth and suckle and when I cry out,
gently close down on them."

By now she was trembling and her knees grew weak.  She was a most
passionate woman whose lust grew as fast as a fire on dry bushes.
We were the same age, seventeen, both our breasts were firm and
the nipples pert and hungry for kisses.  She slowly moved to her
knees and then on her back.  I refreshed my hands with more spice
flavored oil and using both hands I stroked back and forth across
her erect nipples.  She hummed and crooned her passion song.  I
reached my tongue out and lashed them, then my mouth came down
and I sucked softly, then harder as my own lust overcame me.  Her
legs drew up as her cunt began to pulse, calling me to
ministrations there.  I reached my hand and stroked the becking
lips and she lifted to signal me to enter.  Inside all was moist
and yielding except for a hard female penis inside that doffed
its cover and greeted the world.

I kept one hand on her right nipple, squeezing and relaxing and
the other hand across her slit, my middle finger stroking her
clit, over and over again.  Her eyes were closed, her lips pulled
back in ecstatic pain/pleasure.  Then her mouth opened in a
silent scream, her peak was reached, her hips rose and fell
rapidly as her orgasm overtook her.  Finally this beautiful storm
was ended.

"Your Highness, I did not get to taste you."

"It was not necessary today.  I was already on my way to my cum
before we even finished bathing.  But you dear girl, she were
left without relief."

I showed her my cunt and my legs, smeared with my juices.  "I
came as you did my Princess.  I mirror your passion because I
love you."

We rested.  Then we dressed in the sheerest cotton robes, hers a
royal purple and mine a pale tan.  I could see her pretty mouth
working, about to speak something that was difficult to say.
Finally she said, "Yala, I enjoy our games but often I think
something is missing.  We are the same, receptacles and
I yearn to play with the missing part."

"You mean a man?  What about Daneus, your brother?"

Among noble families there is no law or custom precluding sex
between brothers and sisters.

She laughed. "As you know, Daneus is a woman inside, in spite of
his glorious body and beautiful face.  Only last year I invited
him into my bed and we laughed and tumbled but his weak penis
stayed soft and uninspired.  No, we shall have to find a boy
plaything for me."  She became more forceful.  "I want this to
happen soon."

Suddenly I had a thought.  "As you know Highness, my older
brother serves in the guard.  He mentioned last night that a
young fellow, seventeen, has just applied for training.
Demetrius, my brother said that the boy, a captured Dane was
exceedingly handsome and some of the guards thought he might be
had but he is strong and masculine and rejected them all with
anger.  Perhaps..."

"He sounds promising.  Instruct, in my name, that the boy be
plucked out of the ranks and turned over to my physicians and
beautified to be presentable for me."

So the boy was informed that he was being honored to be a body
servant to the Princess.  He began a week of preparation which
must have troubled him greatly as he valued his manliness and may
have felt that all this fussing was girlish.  The 'fussing'
included that all hair on his body be removed, including that
around his genitalia which was pretty and blond.  He was
beardless so his face remained smooth.  Only the glistening blond
hair in his arm pits were saved as they were luxuriant and
pretty.  Soft cotton probes wiped under his foreskin and bamboo
poles inserted in his rectum washed his lower regions to purity.
Finally the task was complete and the men came to report.  "He is
exceedingly handsome.  Perhaps blindingly so and we have seen
many lads.  His sex organ, his prong is of beautiful shape and
quite large, not excessively so, but well above the average.  He
has perfectly shaped teeth and healthy pink shiny tongue and
sweet breath.  Our doctor of the mind has determined that he has
never had sexual intercourse with man or woman.  He is however by
nature and age as horny as a toad."

I and my mistress clapped hands in glee.  He sounds the perfect
boy to complete our games.  We arranged for him to be presented
to us this very afternoon, when lunch was completed.  We
refrained from our usual sexual events so we would be primed and
ready.

After lunch Ana and I each wore a single garment which could be
removed easily and leave us totally naked.  It seemed that at the
arrival of the boy, at last there was a bit of arguing at the
entrance to our quarters and suddenly the boy was pushed in,
landing on his backside, face red with embarrassment and anger.
But when he saw us his face relaxed and he arose, now looking
more pleasant.  "They did not tell me that I would guard such
fabulously beautiful ladies. My name is Erik."

He spoke our language with a charming accent and deep throaty
voice which seemed to vibrate into the inner lips of our pulsing
slits.

"Turn around and let us regard you," Ana said in a commanding
voice."

The boy was wearing a small cotton wrap that only concealed his
sex and anis.  The rest of his body was revealed.  We stared,
then he arose and walked around him.  His face was like a face on
a coin, his body like the best our sculptors could fashion.  The
color of his skin was almost pure white with tones of pink
suffusing it.  We sniffed him.  Ah, perfume mixed with his own
scent as he was nervous at our nearness.  His hands flew to the
juncture of his legs and trunk, trying in vain to cover his
rapidly growing organ.  We laughed in glee and I untied the
garment and pulled it off.  There in all it's glory was a prong
that curved upward, more beautiful than the puny ones seen on
statues which were little boy pricks.

His face colored charmingly and he gave up and let his hands fall
at his side.  Mistress put out a soft hand and touched his penis.
It leapt in joy perhaps.  She took it in her open fist and
stroked gently.  He began breathing audible.  His perfect curved
full lips opened and he licked them quickly with his red tongue.

I had to move the fun along.  "Erik, lie on the bed, on your
back, though I hate to see those hard, pert buttock cheeks
hidden.  And you, my lady lay beside him and enjoy your new toy."

His prong lay hard against his flat smooth belly, his hands
behind his head, the blond hair in his arm pits wet with
excitement.  My lady leaned down to inspect his rampant prong
closely.  He moaned and began to tremble.  She decided to taste
it and licked a long swipe from the root to the tip which had now
pushed out of its cover and lay helpless to her view and tongue.
His legs were shaking and suddenly he let out a cry and the end
of the big organ began pulsating and spewing long ropes of white
milky substance across his heaving chest.

A moment later he broke out into sobs and tears. "Poor boy," I
told my princess, he is just a lad and new to this.  Your loving
and presence was more than his senses could bear.  But he's just
a a babe in sex experience.  I have had some knowledge in this
and in a short time he will be up and ready."

The Princess comforting him, and herself, by rubbing her open
cunt lips against his hot hip.  She turned her face and kissed
him full on his soft pillowy lips.  He hummed in appreciation.

Now let me take a moment to tell you of what I discovered later.
The emperor was a voyeur of the worst order.  He had put spy
holes in all the bedrooms of the royal villa.  Behind one of
those holes gave a perfect view of our bedroom.  Daneus secreted
himself there as soon as he learned that the beautiful Erik was
expected in his sister's bedroom for the first time.  Daneus
gazed upon this youth and his hand flew to his puny organ.  Then
when his sister orally pleased the boy he could withstand it no
longer and his prick shot watery cum over his garment.  He
determined to have that boy.

I left the future lovers to dream about their coming fuck.  I
returned just when shadows were darkening our sleeping area. My
lady was sleeping sweetly and barely making a sound as usual.  I
snore when I sleep but the patricians are more delicate.  Erik
was still on his back, his sweet penis laying across his hip.
His mouth was slightly open and his breath was just barely
audible.  He had the most beautiful relaxed look on his face.  I
took a cool cloth and touched it to the Princess's brow.  She
opened her eyes.  She seemed dazed for a moment then saw the
beautiful boy beside her and smiled happily.  "I will awaken him
with a kiss."  She leaned over him, smelling his intoxicating
sleep smell his body emitted, she put her lips over his and
pressed gently.  He made a sound, his eyes, the color of the
Aegean Sea opened.  He smiled around her lips and put his arms
around her, moving to be almost on top of her, feeling her hard
nipples pressing against his muscular chest.  The both became
blind with sudden passion.  He caressed her breasts, licking and
sucking them as she cried softly with pleasure.  He moved down
and put his lips against her wet opening slit and moved his
tongue inside, licking and sucking her lengthening clit.  She
heaved up almost in half and cried out her first orgasm.

"I am going to enter you.  May I call you Ana?  It may hurt for a
moment and then it will be heaven for both of us."

I quickly told him that he must not deposit his man seed within
her. "At the moment you feel your ecstasy arriving you must
remove your pulsing organ from it's hole and deposit your
offering in my hand that I will have ready."

He nodded, but his mind was already dimming as his longing to be
enveloped by her hot steaming cunt overcame him.  He moved
forward, going into an automatic mode that eons of males had
imprinted in their minds.  The smaller head of his penis easily
slipped inside.  It encountered a thin veil of tissue that gave
way as Ana pushed toward her source of coming bliss.  He entered
and as his prong was surrounded he let out the breath he was
holding with a loud sign.  He leaned down and kissed her, his
slippery tongue entering her lips and meeting hers.  Their
tongues stroked each other as he began to gently thrust his body
forward and back.  He entered deeply and she moaned.  He withdrew
almost completely and her eyes would open in fear that he was
leaving.  Then he began and more vigorous movement, in and out,
strong and stronger.  They were both moaning in passion.  I knew
the moment was approaching as Erik's eyes had rolled up and his
mouth was hanging open and drooling.  I grabbed his hips and
pulled him out.  He moaned in disappointment as his organ came
out of its beloved nest.  His hard curving prick was already wet
at the piss hole, I cupped my hands, he began to thrust into the
air.  It was beyond his control.  Suddenly he shot out a heavy
quantity of white man milk followed by an even heavy gift.
Gradually his thrusting slowed and he merely dribbled.  I grabbed
a cloth and gently wiped his organ that had begun to soften and
the red shiny head slipping into its cover.

My Ana lay almost in a faint.  I used cool clothes on her dear
face and gradually she rallied, finally smiling with pleasure and
rubbing Erik's lovely chest and tickling his manly nipples which
responded by reaching out to her fingers.

I found out later that Daneus had witnessed all and had again
masturbated in his hiding place, alone and bitter, and obsessed
with the boy, Erik's fabulous beauty.

Erik walked wearily to his small quarters in the men's wing.  His
room like the others was heavily soundproofed as the men wanted
their assignations to be secret.  He fell naked on his bed, the
gentle breeze blew across his chest, cooling his damp ardor.  He
fell pleasantly asleep until he was awakened as the morning light
entered and crossed his face.

During the night, Daneus plotted with his manservant, a handsome,
strong, well cocked Turk.  When the kitchen servant walked along
the corridor carrying a tray of food ordered by Ana for the now
loved Erik, she was waylaid and the Turk convinced her to allow
him to bring the tray into the boy's quarters.  But before that,
Daneus put a potion compounded by his physician into the juice of
papaya that had been prepared.  This elixir weakened the muscles
for an hour.

Daneus peeked through a hole in the decorative carving and saw
that the boy took the food gladly and wolfed it down and followed
by quaffing the whole cup of juice.  He immediately stopped his
movements of dressing and fell back on the bed, his face puzzled,
as he rubbed his eyes.

Daneus knew it was time.  He left his hiding place, motioned for
his body servant to follow him and they entered the room.

"Who are you men?"  Erik asked, mouthing his words slowly because
of the draft.

"We are teachers.  We are here to instruct you in the way of
manly love."

Erik tried to wave them away but even that gesture was too
difficult.  "Have you drugged me?"

They didn't answer, but Daneus introduced himself.  "I am your
love's brother.  Do you think we resemble each other?  Can you
get rigid if I touch your fine cock?"  Then to brought Monko the
Turk around so Erik could see him.  The Turk was naked and his
prick stood out.  A fine sheen of eager sex sweat covered his
strong body.  "Monko will give you a trip into Paradise with his
exceptional mouth.  I can attest to that.  I will attend to the
rear of your excellent body and though my male appendage is
dwarfed by yours, my tongue is very long and talented as you will
see, or rather feel."

The big Turk lifted Erik's trunk and arranged his legs to support
it so that he was in a position with his perfect ass in the air.
He felt at risk and scared.  He had been handled like a puppet.
He tried but could not fight back.

Daneus went to work.  He spread the youthful ass checks apart and
moved his face into the deep crack between those muscular pear
halves.  He lashed out his tongue.  Erik grunted in surprise.  It
felt strangely exciting.  Meanwhile the big Turk had slid under
Erik's body and his face was in Erik's crotch.  The Turk lifted
his head slightly and Erik's soft prick entered his mouth.
Erik's organ, when soft, was a mouth filling five inches.  To his
chagrin, Erik felt his cock filling with blood and growing
stiffer as the Turk now took it into his mouth and began sucking
as if he were a calf at the teat.  This combined with Daneus's
long tongue, now actually licking across his inner knot made
waves of lust run up and down Erik's back.  His legs were
trembling.  He couldn't believe it but he was calling out in
pleasure.  The two tormentors laughed in glee.  "He's a natural
submissive homosexual," they decided.

By now, the double excitement had keyed the boy into a territory
of sensation that he could not deny.  He loved the ass play and
he loved the sucking, even though the agents were men.  Finally
he let out a loud howl and his big cock discharged a night's
accumulation of his boyish cum which tasted so sweet to Monko
that he found that his large prick began shooting all over the
bedclothes.  And Daneus, mewling in pleasure over the boy's
surrender felt his penis erupt below him.

They wiped up the boy, arranged him into a comfortable sleeping
position and left the room. The half unconscious Erik fell into a
deep sleep and when he awoke, all effects of the muscle weakener
was gone.

He lay awhile in the soft bed, thinking about the events of the
last night and morning.  He had two mind shattering experiences
and he had ejaculated just as hard with both.  He decided to put
aside a judgement and let events develop as they will.

Soon he was rested enough.  He found many garments to choose
from.  He donned a shirt blouse embroidered with gold and blue
and short skirt.  He was aching to be active, after all he was a
strong male of great athletic ability.  He wandered down to the
field and the running oval around it.  He began his run, around
he went thirty times.  He guessed that to be about five miles.
The morning was warming and he was covered with sweat which had
stained his luxurious garments.  He felt wonderful using his body
and wiping away memories of sexual frenzy.  He walked back to his
quarters and in the hall in encountered Yala, the sultry slave
girl servant to the Princess.

"You are a sorry sight, young Erik.  No presentable at all for my
delicate flower girl.  You must make yourself presentable.  I
will help."

She led him to a bathing room adjourning the Princess's room.
"Stripe and be naked for the bath."  She ordered and he obeyed
meekly.

He stood bare, his feet in a pewter pan.  "Raise your arms."  He
did so and she bathed his underarms, his back, his flat stomach,
rubbed a bit into his navel and finally lifted his heavy organ
and soaped it liberally.  "If you get erect, I will deem it an
insult to my mistress."

He gritted his teeth and hoped she would not be so gentle with
his prick.  At last she was finished.  But wait, the agony was
not yet over.  She poured scented oils on his body and smoothed
it all over, wiping his face with it as well.  He felt as if he
were back in the bath with his mother attending to him.

When they were finished, she handed him a very brief white cotton
wrap that just covered his genitals and some of his buttocks.
She pushed him down on a cushion.  "See here Mr.Erik hot stuff.
I see you are looking down hearted and wish to return to your
training with the Emperors army.  I say no, my mistress says no
and a few other people want you around.  Stay, you must.  Now
what is in your unformed mind is guilt over the recent events
with Daneus and Monko, his servant.  Yes, we know all about it.
This is a palace, nothing is secret."

Erik looked downcast.  "The princess will have nothing to do with
me now.  She must think I am a pervert."

"On the contrary, she is delighted with the way you are expanding
your experience.  This can only make you a better lover.  She is
waiting for you, she is breathing heavily in the throes of
ecstasy even before you are there.  Also, she has notified her
brother and his servant that there may be games for them.  You
did enjoy your man sex didn't you""

In spite of his shyness he grinned devilishly and felt his prong
waking up and sitting up.

"My brother, actually half brother as you note he is light and I
am dark. Demetrius, your superior is married and father of four
children.  He likes to play with boys and men at times.  It has
nothing to do with your loving a woman, the boy thing is just for
fun."

They walked the short distance to the princess's quarters.  She
was lolling on a large couch sipping fragrant liquors.  That had
been prescribed by her physician to strengthen sexual responses
and enjoyment.  She was already feeling it and fingering her
vagina when the two entered.  She quickly drew her hand away and
smiled in a sultry way, held out of arms and Erik entered her
embrace.  Yala smiled in pleasure at the sight.  Within minutes
their warm greeting became torrid and sexual as she felt the boys
hard prong digging into her belly.  "Let us greet the day with a
joining," she said, her voice unsteady and breathless.

Erik almost blind with passion threw off his brief cover and torn
at her single garment.  They fell on the bed.  She lifted her
legs in invitation.  He got on his knees and pushed into her
easily.  She cried out in joy.  Yala looked upwards toward the
spy hole in the wall decoration and signaled the prince to enter.

He slipped into the room followed by the muscled Monko who was
drooling in anticipation.  The princess looked over her lover's
strong back and beckoned her brother.  Erik became aware of the
two men in the quarters.  His anis began to pucker in desire.
Like a young girl he wiggled his handsome bottom and Monko
responded.  This was not to be a hot tongue, this was to be a
man's prick.  Monko moved forward and put his large cock head
against Erik's tender young ass hole.  Erik closed it tightly.
Monko leaned around and tickled the luxuriant armpits.  Erik
shivered and let out a reluctant giggle, but it was enough that
he let down his guard and the giant pressed forward and entered
with his oiled weapon.  Erik sobbed in humiliation and pain but
the young hero continued to service his mistress and rocked back
and forth in her wet cunt.  His movements gradually brought the
Turk's cock deeper into his ass and it lodged there deeply and
still.  Then with a groan the Turk pulled back slowly and then
pushed forward slowly.  Erik emitted little signs and grunts as
the organ slid over his male clit bring waves of pleasure to him.
Ana was singing an orgasm song and her cunt was beginning to
spasm lightly.

Yala wondered if she had ever seen such a debauched and sexy
scene, her own cunt was dripping from merely watching.  Then the
final part came into play.  Daneus moved to be in front of the
boy.  He stoked the sweaty face and put a finger in Erik's mouth.
Erik automatically began sucking on it.  Daneus smiled and then
quickly replaced his finger with his boyish prick.  Erik
continued to suck, he maintained his rocking fuck, and Monko was
howling with excitement as he began to sense his ejaculation was
near.

Daneus was always quick to cum when stimulated and here the
stimulation was strong beyond anything he had know.  He screamed
that he was cumming.  His organ shoot sweet nectar into Erik's
mouth.  Erik moaned in passion as Monko continued to torture his
prostate.  Ana now was entering her peak, shivering and crying in
an orgasmic dance.  That was too much for the innocent boy, as
Ana bucked, Monko shot hot cum into Erik's ass.  Erik's body
locked for an instant and then he howled out his shattering cum.

The room was quiet.  Each participant felt a bit different about
what had just occurred.  Monko felt victorious, Daneus, a wicked
pleasure as he was jealous of the boy and he had made him a
slave.  Erik was overcome with many emotions.  His natural
shyness had been breeched and he thought he had exposed too much
of himself.  He kissed Ana on the forehead and retired to bath.

When he left the room, Daneus and his sister conferred.  He said,
"Of course he must be killed.  He knows too much about the royal
siblings.  He hid his hands but Ana knew he also included the
faithful Monko.

Yala slipped out unnoticed and hurried to Erik's quarters and
found the boy pouring bowls of scented water over his body.  He
covered his cock as she burst in.  "Boy, you must leave
immediately.  I have a note for you to give to my brother.  He
must get you back to Denmark somehow.  If you stay here, you will
be killed."

"But my love, Ana."

"Ana will find a new lover, as will you."

A week later, Yala was massaging Ana and the princess said that
she was glad that the boy had escaped.  "He can bring so much
sexual happiness to girls and boys as long as he lives.  He was
fabulously beautiful, but my brother said there is an emissary
from Britain who is slim, pale and comely.  We are to entertain
him this evening.

End