Next day
I waltz around the castle library again, to find books to ease my boredom. I looked around the shelves of the library until I came across a specific book.
Sylvia: Huh, what book is this?
The book title was barely showing, but it showed one word barely visible the title, "kinks".
Sylvia: Mmmmh?
I decided to take this book with me out of curiosity. The rest of the day, I just stayed in the library reading all kinds of books.
Later that night
I got in my bed in my nightgown, looking at the book I picked up from the library. I opened the book and looked at the contents of what the book was about. An astonished expression came, as I looked through the book, the contents are about the sexual desire that any man and woman may have.
I keep reading through the book and I look at one topic known as "Exhibitionism". The term is "Characterized especially by a compulsion to exhibit the genitals in public." I then thought of the act of last night of what I did.
Sylvia's thoughts: That was exhibitionism?
I then continued looking through the book of other terms, there was "Lesbian, Bondage, Sex toys, Dominatrix, Masochist, Self-bondage, Orgasm Denial, etc. There were many terms that I didn't realize what they meant and how there could be so many. Without realizing it, my right hand started to rub my pussy to increase my arousal, then my left hand started to knead my left breast.
After 5 minutes of masturbating, I orgasm and breathe heavily. I looked back at the book and set it on my nightstand and decided to head to sleep.
4 Days later
During the 4 days, I read through all the book's content about what kinds of kinks there are. Let's just say that there is a lot. But it was good knowledge of what may be my kinks or not.
At night, I am lying on my bed after masturbating for a bit. The orgasms are good but I was getting tired of doing with my fingers.
Sylvia's thoughts: What should I do? I am getting tired of using my fingers to masturbate.
I lay there on my bed thinking what I should do to have better satisfying orgasms. Then something came to mind, there was a magic grimoire in the library.
Sylvia thought: That grimoire may have a specific spell or magic I could learn to make my masturbation life even better. Tomorrow, I'll check the library to find the book, and try to self-learn magic that could hide my true self but show an illusion to others. For now, I should sleep.
I lay on my bed and slowly started to fall asleep, but not without thinking of kinky ideas of what I could do with magic.
YOU ARE READING
Bondage Princess of Ednacia
FantasyA royal princess journey to perversion and kinks. (By no means is the story complete, it only says complete so it doesn't get taken down in case I am inactive too long.) Note: First time writing a mature novel. Changes may happen in chapters. (Advic...