Lady In Waiting

Chapter 9

As your hand moved slowly up her neck and cupped her cheek, she slammed you into the wall nearest to the cabinet - for it was clear Margaret asserted a different kind of dominance over you. She made you beg for her. The ability to make you cry for her. She made it known that you were under her control and that you knew fully well knew who was in charge.

Her perfume clouded your train of thought. You could no longer imagine what was right or wrong anymore. The only thing that mattered.. the only person that mattered was Margot. With only one hand on your throat, you were gasping for air.

"It's been so long" she teased, smirking as her hand roamed all the way up your torso till it met your breast. She led you back to the bedroom and threw you on to the bed with great force. For a petite lady of around 5"2, she was incredibly strong.

"I'll be two minutes, baby girl" She called and before knowing it, she bit down hard on to the surface of your neck, swallowing each moan that escaped your lips. "My darling.. we don't want the whole of Buckingham Palace to hear" she giggled then grabbed her white gown that had been flung near the cabinet and headed out of the room. Had she really just left you like that? A range of emotions and feelings came to life. Your heart fluttered with excitement at the thought of what Margot could possibly be doing or what she had in mind.

You closed your eyes as thoughts raced through your mind of the fun that you and Margaret could have when you heard a door close. You suddenly opened your eyes. There was Margot. Standing in black mesh lingurie that enhanced her figure but covered up the vital parts your eyes were screaming in desperation to see. To join, a fur black transparent robe hung from her shoulders and floated by her ankles. She saunted over slowly.. making your stomach do cartwheels over the tension that was created.

As Margaret wandered over towards the bed, you suddenly discovered a new found dominance within you. "Sit" you said, looking directly into the pools of chocolate that instantly made you obsessed from the first time you laid your eyes on her. She sat surprisingly with a pout and legs wide open looking directly up at you.

"Don't tease me darling" she said, with a  scowl parting her legs even further. You took a step forward. Now only inches away from the Princess. "Oh my baby, your going to have to do better than that" you laughed, pushing her down on to your bed, your knee closely pressed near her clit. "How much do you want this your Royal Highness" you tilted your head, mocking her in a sense.

Margaret felt butterflies in the pit of her stomach for it had been months since she had shared any form of intimacy with Tony. Throwing her head back in pleasure as Y/N crept further and further up her bare body, the emotions she was feeling right now were incredible. Although Margaret knew how to pleasure her self, it was nothing compared to the intensity of someone else especially Y/N.

Margaret gasped as Y/N slowly pulled her tiny black thong back and ran her finger along Margaret's slit to discover she was dripping. "So wet for me already" and before she knew it, Y/N was swirling her fingers around Margot's engorged clit. She screamed out in pleasure as Y/N circled faster and faster until she felt she could no longer hold on. "Y/N, your going to make me-" "I'm what?" you said, grabbing onto her chin and pursing her lips together. Margot's hands caressed your waist and before you knew it, the roles were reversed.

Margaret was now on top of you.
"Oh darling, that wasn't very nice was it" She tutted. She grinned before slamming her lips into yours. Margaret was all you craved. Before you knew it, she teared through the bottoms you still had on. "Margot these were my best pair-" "Oh well" she giggled and pulled off the lace thong. You knew where this was going. "Margot-" It was too late. She ran her tongue slowly along Y/N's slit lapping up your sweetness, her hands finding and grasping on your hips pulling down as she licked.

She went faster and faster - you held on for as long as you could desperate not to let go. You felt your legs begin to shape uncontrollably as she kept going and going. Screaming out in desperation, Margaret quickly reacted by sticking her fingers coated in your juices directly in your mouth. "Now now my darling what've I told you about making all this racket" she sighed, as you were gasping for air.

"I'm gonna-" you cried and before you knew it, you came all over the fresh bedding, a few drops squirting onto her face. "You've made such a mess" she giggled wiping her cheek and coming up from your thighs leaning over so your foreheads were directly touching. "You make me so happy, Y/N" she smiled and curled into a little ball, her head resting upon your shoulder. Before you knew it, you were both snuggled up whilst the rain cascaded down the Palace walls. "As do you my love" you smiled satisfied but completely shocked at the events that happened prior. You'd never experienced pleasure like that. Especially not with a Royal Princess.

Author's note:

This took me hours to write as it's my first time writing anything 18+💀Please let me know your opinions on this chapter down below and remember to vote. I tried so hard on this but if there's ANY recommendations or improvements you have, again let me know😌 - Lyd x