Royal Affliction Ch. 14

"Princess Despondia has chosen this for you," she said, getting out a selection of May's cosmetics. She did the same with the jewellery collection.

When she was ready to go, May left her suite and went to meet her sisters at the back entrance near the stables. The hell horses were already harnessed to the shiny carriages, black feathers sprouting from their bridles. Her sisters came down the stairs behind her, single file due to the width of their dresses. The Queen was in gold, with a huge skirt and swaths of frilled fabric. Despondia was in the same silver as May, only her dress had an extra frill around her waist and one going around the back of her neck.

"How's the littlest princess today?" crooned Despondia. "Do you like the dress?"

May patted the puffy mass of gathered fabric over her tummy. "It's perfect for concealing a pregnancy."

Her sister laughed and wandered out into the yard. Depravia was always in the lead carriage. Sometimes May got to share the second with Despondia, but for anything formal she had her own at the back of the procession. A footman was waiting to help her up and she gratefully took his hand. It was hard to find and balance on the step when your hoof was hidden under gigantic skirts. With everyone seated and the drivers behind the reins, the procession moved off at a trot down the hill to street level. There it wound through the narrow streets and along the long boulevard towards the garden square. Those who lined the streets waved as it passed by, but they were likely taking pause from their usual activities. The ones who had come out purely to see them were the ones gathered near the stage. The first carriage stopped at the edge of the square, letting the Queen out to start the walk down the last two hundred metres to the stage. By the time May's carriage stopped, she was already a few metres ahead, waving to the crowd. The demons cheered and held out hands, begging for a touch from their queen. Depravia smiled and brushed the outstretched hands as she passed, occasionally crossing over to greet those on her other side. May walked behind Despondia, who interacted similarly with the admirers. But the demons on her side retracted their hands, some even shying away. When she was young she was carried by a staff member, but when she was old enough to keep up she followed behind her father and sisters. She still remembered the first time. She was so excited she could barely stand still while she waited for the guard to tell her she could start walking. She skipped right up to the crowd, giddy with glee, only to have them recoil in horror. Her heartbroken expression was too much for some and several dared reach out their hands for her to touch. But only cute little girls stirred people's emotions. As she grew into a teen her reactions weren't found adorable and fewer hands appeared.

May paused to caress the first of the few she would get. She smiled and nodded at the pestilence demon. Ahead, a demon pulled their offspring out of reach as May passed.

"Look, Ma! A princess!" a young dust demon tugged on his mother's clothes. He held out his arm and waved it frantically.

As she approached, May met the mother's eyes to see if it would be okay to touch her child. She didn't want her to scream or panic.

But the woman only smiled and held the boy's shoulder. "What do you say to her?"

"I forgot." He grabbed May's hand when she bent down and shook it about.

She snorted in amusement and patted the boy's head.

His mother blushed and let her take her hand too. "Sorry, Your Grace."

May resumed her slow pace, having to maintain a gap behind the Queen. Finally, they reached the stairs and ascended to the stage, where she stood off to the side, opposite Despondia. There was a brief, but dull speech and ceremony. Followed by a little show some of the townsfolk had put together that she had to pretend she enjoyed. Then it was back in the carriages for the return journey.

Not long after breakfast the next day, May was given notice that her sisters wanted her to join them for brunch. When the specified time drew near, she put on a simple sapphire blue gown and plaited her hair. She was hoping this was about letting her leave, but tried not to get too hopeful about the encounter being a fond farewell tea. She expected to meet them in one of the drawing rooms, but when she got to the top of the stairs on that level, a servant stood waiting.

"Your Grace, Her Highness and Her Grace await you in their quarters."

"Thank you."

Up she went to the gilded door of doom. As always, there was a servant guarding it, who opened it as she approached. "They're in the Tapestry Room, Princess."

May faltered a bit before letting out a groan. The Tapestry Room was her sisters' playroom. No doubt the surprise was deliberate, to throw her off balance. She passed through the mirrored chamber and walked nearly all the way around the flaming circles to the doorway next to the bedchamber. In contrast to its name, the room did not contain any woven wall hangings. Twin silver panthers snarled at all who entered, frozen in contorted poses near the door. May came to a stop, not sure she wanted to get any closer to the scene in front of her. Depravia had some poor soul tied up, legs bent and arse in the air, hanging by a rope attached to their waist. Her breasts were pulled down by weights attached to clamps on both her nipples. A long string of pearls fell out of one of the holes between her legs and clattered wetly on the floor. It earned her a slap on the buttocks from Despondia's riding crop. She lifted her head from a bucket of syrup, her features obscured by the thick golden substance. It glued her pale hair to her head, but her small horns poked out from her scalp. They, along with her light red skin gave her away as being a succubus. May's heart fluttered and her step hastened across the floor.

"Deploria, how nice of you to join us," the Queen welcomed.

The succubus unfolded her arms from her back and wiped the gunk off her eyes so she could open them. She gave May a once over and a flirty smile. Now most of the syrup was oozing away from the girl's head, May could see her hair wasn't blonde, but a caramel colour nearly the same as the syrup. She must be one of her sisters' new playthings. Who knows where they found her.

"I do hope you like the change of location," her sister said.

May smiled. "Of course, this is the perfect place to have 'brunch.'"

"Your Highness?" came a quiet hiss from the girl beside them.

"We were just having some fun. Do join in while you're here."

"Your Highness..." she said a little more insistently.

"What?" the Queen snapped, turning to face her.

"The pearls, I...can't hold them in any longer." As she finished the sentence several strands of pearls dropped to the floor in a slimy heap.

Despondia gave her arse cheek another whip.

Depravia took a deep breath and tapped her hoof. "Now you'll have to be...punished." "Sorry, Your Highness," the succubus said, but she was biting her lip in anticipation.

May couldn't help wonder if the succubus had pushed them out on purpose.

"What shall we stuff up her cunt, baby sister? Your choice," Depravia purred.

The three of them contemplated the options set out on the bench. May didn't want hurt to the succubus, so she decided on one that was a bit larger than what she'd pick for herself.

"The green one."

Her eldest sister picked up the ribbed dildo. "This?! She's a succubus. We all know you've discovered how much you can fit inside one of them. This will have to go in her arse then." She strolled behind the girl and shoved the dildo in her pussy. It came out dripping in fluids and Depravia wasted no time jamming it in the succubus's back door. The girl squirmed in her bonds and cried out at the sudden assault.

Despondia scooped out some syrup with a ladle and poured it over her crotch. It slowly slid down her back and tummy to drip on the floor. She was wearing a skimpy leather leotard and May could tell by the bulges in her sister's crotch that she had something in both her holes. In the meantime, Depravia had fitted a larger veiny dildo to her harness. When her sister seized the succubus's hips, Despondia dunked the girl's head in the syrup. Depravia thrust into her, forcing the entire length of the dildo into her vagina. The girl bucked and a muffled scream came from the bucket. Her cunt made slurping sounds as it was pounded, all the while Despondia kept her head submerged. If she didn't get air soon, she was going to drown in that syrup.

May shifted her weight to her other hoof, feeling her labia slide with growing wetness.

"Why don't you take a seat?" the Queen said between thrusts.

Knowing it was an order and not a suggestion, May begrudgingly walked over to a throne-like chair and sat down.

"Feel free to touch yourself, Deploria."

May glared at the Queen but she only laughed. The truth was she did want to touch herself. Her cunt was begging to be stroked and her vagina was hungry for something to fill it. Unlike succubi, voraci weren't incapacitated by such a display, but being sexual demons, they did get unbearably aroused from it. This wasn't the first time her sisters had made her watch just to tease her.

Having finally been allowed up for breath, the succubus was making lewd faces, obviously loving every second of the treatment. This was a rather tame and happy scene by her sisters' standards. The Queen must be in a good mood. Or it could be because of May's presence. It looked as though she was a playing piece in her sisters' game and they knew she didn't care for hard-core stuff. They would show her that sort of thing to unsettle her if they wanted, but if their point was to turn her on they knew they had to keep things pain-free.

Despondia looked at May and pouted. "Little sis isn't joining in."

Depravia paused to ponder the situation. An amused smile spread on her face. "Is this not to your liking, sweet Deploria? Why don't you come show us what you like to do to succubi?" She sighed when May didn't move. "Maybe you'd like Despondia to...whet your appetite. You seemed to find her irresistible the other day.

The middle sister slunk over and ran her hands up May's arms where they sat on the armrests. She placed one knee beside May's thigh and eased half onto her lap. She took May's face in her fingers and brought her lips in close. May turned her head and flattened herself to the back of the chair. Despondia tightened her grip, digging her nails into May's cheeks.

"You don't want me now?" Her other hand squeezed May's breast. "But you were so into me." Her long pierced tongue slithered out from between her lips and licked May's mouth. It forcefully pushed inside, the barbells clinking against her teeth on its journey to her throat. May moved her own to block Despondia from choking her, giving her sister a sensuous kiss. When it ended she looked into her sister's eerie turquoise eyes.

"May I take my leave now?"

The Queen pipped up from across the room. " You know, Deploria, you have a wonderful life here because of me. Sometimes I feel that you're ungrateful. Do you not appreciate all your big sister does for you?"

"Of course I do," May replied. "It's the stuff like this that I tend to abhor."

"We've been awfully nice to you recently. And you've been a little defiant. I need to remind you of our positions. You can't just threaten to leave when something doesn't go your way. I can call your bluff. Despondia and I don't have such qualms about you traipsing through the countryside. However, there's something I need you to do before I'll allow you to leave."

May looked at her with irritation. "What?"

"Fuck yourself."

May frowned.

"If you want to get your succubus, you have to watch our succubus, and pleasure yourself while doing so."

Her expression grew firmer. "No."

She'd always tried to resist their advances, knowing if she gave them what they asked for they would only ask for more. They'd only managed to get her to masturbate for them a few times in the past. Once when she was a naïve sixteen-year-old, starved for more than a day and promised food in exchange for the display. That hadn't worked, so they'd encouraged her nicely, saying she could keep her clothes on and agreeing to do it as well, tricking her into thinking it was something all girls did with their best friends.

The second time she was eighteen. By then they'd discovered she wasn't interested in men and had invited her to a gathering where she was plied with alcohol to make her silly and surrounded by fornicating females until her arousal could no longer be ignored. With a few assuring words, her inhibitions were discarded and she'd rolled up the hem of the short dress she'd been made to wear. That wasn't good enough for her sisters though. They're been pretending not to look, but Despondia was quickly by her side, gently pulling her hand out of her panties and freeing her of the fabric. Depravia kept her distance, knowing May might stop playing if she got too close.

When May went to dip her fingers into her snatch, Despondia dragged her hand away and whispered, "Show me how you use your tails."

That made May pause and despite the further words of encouragement purred by her ear, she refused to use them. Realising she'd pushed too far and might not get anything from her at all, Despondia talked her into doing it however she liked. May finished herself with her fingers, sitting in a way that obscured most of the view. Although a victory, this was not the result her sisters had been hoping for and they repeated the shenanigans a couple of months later. This time, May had a longer dress and without fear of them seeing, was convinced to use her tails on herself. It was something she could do rather discreetly and she'd thought she'd outsmarted them by only half playing their game. But they had their own plan. Despondia snuck over when she wasn't paying attention, ready to pounce on her when she came. In the throes of her orgasm, May was powerless to stop her sister lifting her dress and showing anyone who was looking the twisted limbs spiralling into her cunt.

Her sister had just grinned and said, "Both at once. You size queen, Deploria. "

The Queen looked smug and thoughtfully added, "So, you spiral them...Interesting," as May pushed her older sister away.

She'd sulked for a week and turned into a grumpy bitch whenever they invited her to another orgy. They didn't much like that. But they didn't force her to do stuff. They didn't want to break her. Broken toys weren't interesting to play with afterwards and they had plenty of them already.

"You're boring," Depravia said, withdrawing her strap-on from the still twitching succubus.

"Why won't you have some fun? You can keep you skirt on," Despondia added.

"I think she needs some enticing." The Queen went over to the bench and picked up a small box. She passed it to her younger sister, who walked calmly towards May.

"We always want our little sister to enjoy herself. We got this gift delivered just for you." From the box Despondia pulled out something grey that wriggled in her fingers. As her sister came closer, May saw it was a mammary miner. Despondia jiggled the orange-spotted bug over her chest.

May glared at the Queen. "Depravia, don't."

Depravia didn't break eye contact. "Drop it."

Despondia released the bug so it fell into May's cleavage. She grabbed both her wrists and held them to the arms of the chair. May shivered as the caterpillar-like bug crawled across her breast in search of her nipple. It soon found its target and clamped its mouth around it, sucking hard on the sensitive nub. A sharp pain followed as it inserted its needle-like ovipositor and began to dilate it.

She scowled at the Queen. "I hate you."

Her sister laughed. "Then pull it off. If you hate it so much."

The bug started to pump hot fluid inside her, the thick liquid full of its spawn. May bit the inside of her cheek, not wanting to show her sisters any sort of reaction.

Despondia frowned at the Queen. "Maybe our suspicions were wrong and she doesn't like them." She waved a second bug over her chest. "Here we thought we were doing our dear little sister a favour bringing in something to stimulate her. But if you don't want it...." She dropped her hand an inch. "...I can always put it back." She let the bug fall from her fingers down the front of May's dress. "Oops! You better get that out before it latches on."

Her left breast was already growing heavy and tight against the fabric of her dress. The vacant right tit now begged for similar treatment. May's sex demon instincts took over, her desires overriding her want to maintain her dignity and not bow to her sisters' will. She left her arms on the chair and felt the bug root around in her top. When it pierced her nipple she couldn't help but let out the tiniest of moans.

"Oh, I think she might like them after all," Despondia said cheerily, smirking at both her sisters.

By now the bug on May's right boob had finished injecting it's offspring into her. It buzzed as it pulled out and detached, leaving the fleshy orb swollen tight and double its usual size. May reached to loosen the ribbon at the back of her dress, relaxing the straining fabric. She dug her hand down the front to retrieve the dead bug and flung it several feet away. The remaining bug completed its life's mission and dropped off, ending up on the floor where she tossed it.

"Ooh, let me squeeze those monster tits!" Despondia said excitedly, her hands groping May's breasts and making them weep green liquid. May whimpered at her touch and tried to stop her sister dragging her dress down to expose her boobs. Despondia eyed the obscenely fake looking orbs and rolled an engorged nipple in her fingers. "They'll have to squeeze past those piercings."

May smacked her arm away.

"Why are you so nasty today, Deploria?" Depravia turned to her other sister. "She was all over you a few days ago. How did you make her so pliant?"

"We had a nice chat and a cuddle. She did seem to like my coddling quite a bit. Always has. She gets defensive when we tease her. That's the problem. It makes her want to fight us instead."

The Queen sneered. "Being nice is so much effort. And getting her to do things she's reluctant to do is what makes it amusing. Let us leave her to bake for a while and see how the succubus is getting on."

The two of them strolled back to torment the succubus with spikey balls for several minutes. May felt pressure behind her left nipple and covered her mouth to prevent herself from moaning loudly. The roiling larvae were ready to come out and she had to bite down on her finger so she didn't make any noise as the first one weaselled its way to freedom. Her nipples had shrunk since she'd stopped using the mammary miners, so the process stretched them almost painfully. If the bugs' venom didn't have anaesthetic properties it would have hurt. Another slug popped free, followed closely by a third. May's back arched in pleasure and a whine passed her lips. It was loud enough to alert her sisters.

"It sounds like time's up," the Queen stated as they came over to watch the display with glee.

May hid her face from them, self-conscious about having them watching bugs slide from her gaping nipples amid the oozing green juices and pale brown cream. She rubbed her thighs together, feeling the slickness there and wishing she had something to stick between them. She didn't need to fuck something to cum though. The next slug to leave her right breast brought with it her first orgasm.

"Oh, you naughty girl, cumming from insects in your tits," Despondia giggled. "They do feel so good though." She winked.

Having a kink in common with either of her sisters was not appealing to May.