The King and Queen's Breastfeeding Girl

Breakfast

After the queen had dressed and tucked the girl in bed, she returned to finish her bath with her husband.

Lucy's cheeks were bright red after hearing the loud moans and grunts coming from the washroom. She was sure everyone in the entire wing could hear them.

Lucy couldn't believe how much she'd enjoyed what had happened earlier in there. She was convinced that the queen had put a spell on her. That, or the food inside these golden walls was laced with a secret potion.

It could be the only reason behind her recent actions and feelings toward the royals. After hearing the queen loudly shout and moan the king's name, the room fell into silence. They were done. Which meant they would be coming into bed soon.

The queen had been placing the girl in the middle of the bed for the past few days and warmly cuddling with the shy girl until she fell asleep.

Lucy closes her eyes, far too shy to think about which royal to face for the night. But before she can think too much about it, she falls asleep, exhausted after today's events.

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When the girl wakes up the following morning, she finds herself waking in between both royals. The queen hugs her body by the waist tight, and the king pushes her body close to his lower half by groping her ass above the nightgown.

Not long after, the queen and king wake up. The queen coos at the shy girl looking down at the sheets and leaves to get dressed for the day.

The king does not speak to the small girl as he sits up, but he lifts her chin up and traces his finger across her lips.

He remains looking at her for a good minute and then leaves to the enormous closet as well. Lucy waits in bed until the queen returns with an even smaller dress than before. It was incredibly puffed out from the bottom, and she could only hope that the puffiness covered her bottom during the day.

Once dressed, the queen coos at how cute her sweet girl looks and then picks her up on her hip. She turns to look at her husband when he comes out of the closet and lustfully runs her eyes down his body.

Smirking, she walks to where he stands and hands him their new royal girl. He carries her on his hip now and leans in to kiss his wife.

The shy girl does not look away, thinking they were just going to peck each other's lips, but she turns red when she realizes the king and queen are passionately kissing and sucking each other's tongues.

They grunt and moan as they kiss, not caring that the girl is pressed against them. In fact, the thought of her watching them kiss makes them hot all over. When they pull back, they knowingly smirk at each other, loving the red shade on the young girl's face.

There is a knock at the door.

"Come in," the queen says as she walks towards her vanity.

Lucy turns towards the door, watching as a pretty young woman nervously steps inside. She bows. "Good morning, my king. Good morning, my queen. I did not receive word of whether or not I was required to be here to...."

Her eyes glance up and meet Lucy's for a brief moment before they return to the floor.

The queen smirks, glancing at the king, who still carries their girl.

"Crawl to me, my sweet servant," the queen gently says as she brushes her hair.

The king smirks, knowing what his devious wife's intentions are. She wants to show Lucy what she will be doing soon. He walks to the armchair facing his wife's vanity, where he and Lucy have a full view of the scene.

Lucy watches with wide eyes as the servant crawls, seeming very happy to do so. She reaches the queen and sinks under the vanity, only rising to lower the queen's bodice.

The royal girl's cheeks burn bright red at the scene.

She watches as the servant hungrily holds one of the queen's heavy breasts and begins to suck her nipple.

Unable to help herself, she squirms but stops when she hears the king groan behind her.

The pretty woman at the queen's feet is kneeling, holding the breast with two hands now as she drinks the heavy flow of milk. Not long after she started, the queen pulls back, brushing her thumb against the servant's lips.

She then guides her to her left nipple, and the servant girl wastes no time wrapping her wet mouth on the queen's perky dark pink nipple and sucking as if her life depended on it. She knew this could be one of the last times in a long time she would get the honor of drinking the queen's milk now that they had a royal girl.

The servant curses the day inside her mind.

When the queen is done with her hairstyle and makeup, she pulls back, making the servant whimper. This feeding had been too short for her, she typically feeds from the queen's breasts for an hour, and this couldn't have been more than a few minutes.

"You may go, sweet girl."

Lucy watches in awe as the young servant bows to her queen, longingly staring at the woman's large breasts before walking away.

The royal girl did not know what to make of what just happened. She simply knew she was having trouble breathing, and she was hot from face to pussy.

The queen sways her hips as she walks towards the king and Lucy.

"Are you hungry, my baby girl?" The queen asks.

Lucy flushes scarlet. The first thing that pops inside her head is the image of liquid squirting from the queen's nipple into the servant's mouth.

She quickly shakes the thought away.

The young woman nods, never declining the offer of food.

They make their way down to the dining room, and the queen serves them all breakfast. The small girl frowns when she realizes it is only half the portion of what she usually eats. The queen chuckles at the girl's disappointed expression.

"Today, you'll be having an extra meal in your belly, sweet girl."

At the promise of an extra meal, the girl's facial expression changes, and the queen playfully rubs her nose against hers.

The girl squirms in the king's lap, which makes him groan.

Embarrassed, the shy girl sits still and allows the queen to feed her.

The day continues as it always does, and Lucy forgets about the promise of an extra meal. The queen had been patiently waiting for Lucy to adjust so she could start breastfeeding her.

While the small girl took her daily nap in the garden, she told Dalia to take care of the girl while she went to pump.

She wanted to ease her shy girl into feeding from her breasts, and a bottle was the perfect way to ease her into it. It would only be temporary.

Lucy was accommodating to the submissive lifestyle perfectly thus far, but she still needed to introduce her to the biggest changes.

This was going to be an interesting week for all of them.