“M-my armor is hurting my cock.” [F21][M23][femdom][p*ssyeating][princessxknight]

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As I stormed through the dimly lit corridors of the castle, my footsteps echoing off the cold stone walls like a heartbeat gone awry, I muttered under my breath, “Noooooo, indeed. What kind of man could handle a woman like me? One who isn’t afraid to claim what’s hers.”

The air was thick with the scent of burning torches and aged tapestries, their woven threads whispering tales of conquests long past, but tonight, they felt like mocking specters of my own unfulfilled desires. I paused at a narrow archway, my silk gown clinging to my curves in the drafty chill, the fabric brushing against my nipples until they hardened into insistent peaks.

My mind raced with images of those spineless suitors. Each one promising passion but crumbling at the first sign of my hunger.

I needed more than a man who could take; I craved one who would surrender, letting me wrap my fingers around his throbbing cock and guide it to where I wanted it most. I could no longer take this anymore. This wedding tomorrow shall be my last, and if anyone has a problem with it, then they should just carry on and execute me.

I needed to go to my garden and tend to my flowers. I had to keep my fingers busy. As I made my way to the garden entrance, I was met with two guards. Both of them towered over my figure as they crossed their spears.

“Sorry, princess, the King has ordered the garden to undergo renovations.” A helmet covered his face, so I could hardly see beyond that steel armor.

“Let. Me. Pass,” I ordered.

“We are under strict orders—”

“I am the princess, the future heir to this throne—look at me,” I commanded.

They did, and the one who was speaking back to me was nervous. His body language and the shift in him were telling me that. I didn’t need to see his face to figure it out.

“Let. Me. Pass.”

Silence.

“Fine, have it your way. I will have your helmets in my chambers first thing on the morrow,” I scoffed. I stormed away, but not without leaving a grand gesture as I made my way back up to my chamber.

That garden and pleasuring myself are the only two things I have in this dammed castle.

I huff past the two gaurds, muttering the words “Youre all the same.” Before slamming my chamber doors.

I was pacing back and fourth, unable to relax. I was so irritated and angry. How dare they?! I crashed in my bed, staring at the ceiling for what felt like an eternity.

It was moments later I heard a knock on my door. I swung it open, full force.

“What?!” I yelled.

Before me stood a gaurd. He had everything on that they would normally have, but no helmet. His golden blonde hair was vibrant even in the dimly lit hallway. His blue eyes looked down at me, and his face was beet red.

He leaned down closer to be eye to eye with me and held up a rose.

“Your Majesty I wanted to formally apologize for the way my co-gaurd and I had to respond to you earlier in regards to your garden.” His head bowed low, looking at the ground now.

“I hope this rose is a small but meaningful gesture. I like to think that maybe bringing a bit of the garden to you may soothe your stress.”

I was speechless. Here this man stood before me, eyes to the ground apologizing.

He got down on his knees, flower still out. Waiting for me to accept his apology. Something fluttered inside of me at the sight. I panicked.

“Get up, get up. Someone may think improper things.”

I rushed him up, and though I knew this could only raise more eyebrows; led him inside.

I shut the chamber doors behind me and there he stood in the center of the room. My face flushed. What was I thinking to bring him in and not turn him away?

“Are you okay princess?” His eyebrow raised.

My face was now just as beet red as his was before. He just had this pure look to his face, as though he didnt know I was ridding the armor off of him with only my eyes.

I had to do something. This man looked at me in a way I knew he could handle me. I needed to take him. Now.

“Yes erm- gaurd. What is your name?” I coughed.

“Daniel, my princess.” I shuddered at ~My Princess~

“It seems as though my zipper is stuck. Im not strong enough to pull it off.” I lied.

“I could fetch one of your chamber maids, no worries.”

“No. Id rather not wake them. Ive had them running about all day, and youre already here.” I lied again.

“Oh…well okay then.” He was turning red again. His hands shook as he removed his gloves, revealing hands. Clean, but rough from obvious years of servitude.

I turned around and put my hands against the wall. Bracing myself for a bit of a tug. The zipper sound almost as loud as our heart beats. I know he was nervous now, not exactly sure if I was sending signals.

Underneath the zipper lay a corset. The lace up snatching my in all the right places.

“Now my corset, please.” He did as commanded. Unlacing everything, tugging and pulling. My hands were against the wall, so when my garments fell, I didnt not stop them.

He sucked in a breathe. We both froze. My lacey white fabric the only thing separating my breasts from open air.

I turned now to face him.

“Its awfully inappropriate to look at your future queen in such a manner.” I smiled deviously.

“I- well..uh-..” he was a stammering mess.

“Kneel.” I commanded. He did not hesitate. He was on one knee.

“Kneel on both kneese.” I corrected. He followed my command once more.

I pulled my white gown up, revealing myself to him. I tossed it who knows where in the room. He looked forward, trying to not stare blatantly.

“You may admire if you wish, but you are also free to leave.” I smiled softly.

He looked up. His eyes landing on my perky breasts. He looked so vulnerable on his knees. It made me so wet I was dripping at this point.

“I d-do wish to continue, my princess.” He pleaded.

“In that case you may use your mouth, but no longer to speak.”

He didnt hesitate to bury his face between my breasts. How very fortunate his height even on his knees was still eye level with my nipples.

His tounge found a way to one of my peaks and swirled around. He bit down and I hissed only to heal with soft and passionate licks. This cycle was driving me wild. I covered my own mouth to silence my whimpers.

“M-may I go lower, please.” His eye contact strong. I couldve came right then.

“Yes. Good boy.” I praised.

He hoisted my legs onto his shoulders, his cold armor giving me chills along my thighs. Soft licks started. Cleaning up the trail I left to my pussy, and getting me ready for what else was to come. His tounge lick up my slit slow and precise. I grabbed his hair in an attempt to guide him further.

He followed my command and licked my little bundle of nerves. It wasnt long before I was a muffled and moaning mess, as he switched from my nerves, to my hole. Tounge fucking me with every thrust of his head.

“Good heavens, i’m so close.” I moaned.

He pulled his tounge away.

“Did I say to stop?” I stated. I was out of breathe and my face was flushed. How dare he?

“M-my armor is hurting my cock. Tis all metal, and it feels caged.”

I smiled deviously.

“My words, that does sound quite painful. Unfortunately for you, I have more pressing matters. Do be a good boy and lay down on my mattress.” I ordered.

He hesitated for a moment, but obliged. I walker over to him and climbed over his face. I was so close I could feel the hot air from his breath on my pussy once more.

“Eat.”

I sat down and this time I let him have it. I knew exactly where I needed him and didnt hesitate to grind my hips to get him there. His skillful tounge lapped up every drop. He began humming and I knew I was going to unfold all over his sweet mouth. The vibrations sending shockwaves as I finally felt the throb of my insides begin to pulse.

“Fuck. Im coming! Im coming, oh my god!” I yelled. So much for being discreet.

He only licked harder as I rode the wave of pulses through my clit. I emitted low growls and whimpers until I was done. He did not stop me as I rode his face to a complete halt.

I rose from his face. I moaned at the empty feeling and my legs were left wobbly.

“You may leave now.” I commanded.

“But princess-“

“You will get off when I say you get off. Don’t chicken out now that the poor cock is hurting. I promise I will spoil you, but right now im going to edge you so hard all you’ll be able to think of for the next week is my little pussy.”

And with his face beet red and mouth raw, he smiled at me. It was this soft smile that made me want to take him once more. Not tonight- however; tonight, I needed rest.

“As you wish, My Princess.” He left the room. Probably to relieve his cock with the way he was walking, haha.

&&Thank you for reading. This is my first contest entry and I wanted to take a different approach to the princess×knight trope🫶🏻🔥