Punk Princesses Novels & Stories

I smiled as well. "do you know Princess Dahlia?" I asked. I've been hearing that name since earlier, I'm curious about her. "she's one scary Princess. I don't like her" she pouted. "why? she's a Princess after all, you should like a Princess like you" I answered. "she's so mean. She's selfish, she's a brat, she's noisy and she's very annoying" she fussed. I laughed. "do you hate her that much?" I asked.

He was living the life I’d always wanted. I watched my brother drink with the sailors. While I didn’t participate, I enjoyed the ambiance. As a Princess, the only parties I’d ever been to were balls, and they were not nearly as fun. In fact, compared to the cheerful singing and dancing of this party, balls were a bore. I was ridiculed for my attire, which only fascinated me more. These people were free of judgment, dressing and acting as they pleased.

“Take all these cocks like the shared whore you are.” “Fill her up. Breed my Princess.” Liam watched with dark lust, occasionally joining in to reclaim me, fucking me hard while the others watched. By the end of the night, I was a complete mess — covered in cum, holes gaping and leaking, body trembling from countless orgasms. Liam carried me to a private room and reclaimed me one last time, slow and deep, whispering how proud he was of his Gangbang Princess. But the Queen was not satisfied with eighteen.

Her green gown, a shade that mirrored Prince Ron's eyes in her mind, accentuated her beauty, making her a vision of elegance. Princess Rose, on the other hand, was a burst of vibrant colour amidst the more subdued tones of the others. Her thick, red curls cascaded down her shoulders, a striking contrast against her light pink gown. The softness of the pink fabric highlighted the youthful exuberance in her eyes, making her an enchanting sight to behold. As the crowd murmured in admiration, their voices filled with awe at the beauty of the two princesses.

I chuckled, my voice trembling, “I’m not a fan of those kinds of jokes. Why do you call yourselves sluts?” They burst into laughter once more, as if I had uttered something completely unfamiliar and odd. I lifted my eyebrows and gazed at the girl called Princess. She joined in the laughter as well. As she glanced my way, she playfully covered her smile with her hand. “That’s simply our essence and our mission.” She gathered the money and approached the crying girl, who was sitting beside her. She ran her fingers through her hair. “We please men for cash. We perform for them, we strip, and at times, we give them what they want and pursue their desires. We turn their fantasy into reality, and

"There are a lot of areas in Fantasia and Rosa is one of them, their prince's name is Ayas, he has the power of seduction, you have to avoid looking at his eyes not to risk falling under his charm." Jimmy widened his eyes. "These Pixies will show up at the palace and the prince will have to choose some of them." "But why?" Nylian smiled and rubbed his hair. "You are so innocent Jimmy." he chuckled. "The prince changes his partner every time he wants to, he chooses the most beautiful creature who will accompany him to the balls, dine with him and of course spend intimate nights in his room. In one word, they are called concubines." "But..." Jimmy mumbled. "Why are they offering themselves to

Luke asked. "Yeah, it's a princess theme so I wanted to make everything look like a palace," Valentino replied. Alessandra squealed in excitement and demanded to be put down by Valentino. He gently put her down and Alessandra ran around the house, admiring all the decorations surrounding the house. "Isn't this too much for a kid's party?" Luke asked. "Nothing would be too much for Alessandra. She's just a kid, let her enjoy these things, okay?" Valentino said.

More beautiful than I could be anyway. I had this plain homely cute girl look, though with enough makeup and enough attitude, I had my games stepping up. But today, I had only the latter. When we picked up the other duo in our group, Chaos, real name being Catarina and Fire, real name, Fans, both twins that were party freaks and fashion moguls. "Oh mi God, What are you wearing?" "No makeup, nah, I can't let that happen" Today I had my whole I just rolled outta bed look, and thanks to Pops evil mission with my hair, my hair looks like a hornets nest, my face was sickly pale, as usual and I had a huge turtle neck sweater and sweatpants.

she mumbled. "I actually do. My job is to get you prepared for the real world and toughen up your skin since it seems like you're far from there, Princess." Aurora was facing away from him and she could not help the smirk that made its way onto her face. Her number one rule of life was to always be underestimated. If her targets underestimate her then they would lower their guard and therefore make the job easier for her. She had been treated as Princess her entire life and grew up pampered and praised. But there was some point when she decided to change it up a bit. She still enjoyed being treated like one and acting like a baby sometimes but outside of the house, she was a completely diffe

Pouty ducky lips painted bright pink, fake tits spilling out from a transparent mesh top, her plump extra fat pussy bare and glistening under the deck lights. Aside the mesh top, she was completely naked in a diamond choker and strappy heels. "Jaz, meet Kane and his little slut, Candy. " Rick said sliding a possessive arm around me. Candy's eyes lit up as she took me in, irises fixed on my barely contained crotch. "Hi, cutie!!!" She squealed, bouncing on her toes making her massive tits smack into each other. "You have gorgeous lips, bet they felt good wrapped around your daddy's cock."