The Gingerbread Dungeon (12 page)

“Yes, Maya.”

She kissed him on the forehead, and then turned and set back off down the road. “Then stop worrying, follow my lead, and both of us will soon have everything we ever wanted.”

Once he got his breath back, they made the rest of their journey in silence.

When they got to the castle, Maya told Johannes to wait and then walked up to the kitchen door and knocked.

Amanda opened the door and immediately drew her into a hug. “I’m so glad you’re back! The Princess has been asking for those pastries again, and she wants you to bring them. Do you mind? I know you went yesterday, but I’m afraid to make her mad!”

Maya hugged Amanda back and then released her. “I don’t mind at all. She wasn’t so bad. But I need to get started to have everything ready on time. Will you help?”

“Happily,” Amanda smiled. “Just show me what you need me to do.”

“Well…” Maya paused. “Do you know if there’s any lavender in the Castle garden? I couldn’t find any on my way back, and I know that it would be the perfect addition to the pastry cream.”

“Of course, “Amanda said. “Do you want me to show you where it is?”

Maya bit her lip. “Actually, would you mind going to get some? That way I can get started while you’re gone?”

“Not a problem at all. I’ll be back in a few minutes,” she replied, and she headed out into the hall.

As soon as Amanda was out of earshot, Maya beckoned Johannes inside and hid him in the pantry. “Just wait here quietly until I announce that it’s time to bring the Princess her tea, and then casually slip out of the pantry door and follow behind me.”

“But won’t the other people in the kitchen be suspicious?” Johannes asked.

“I’ll make certain they’re looking the other way.” Maya heard the sound of footsteps and held up a finger to signal his silence before whispering, “Just be quiet and be ready.”  Then, grabbing a few of the precious vanilla beans that were stored there, Maya casually shut the pantry door behind her and went out to take the lavender flowers from her new friend.

The two baked companionably for the next few hours, and Maya made certain to always be the one who went for supplies in the pantry until it was time to go up and see the Princess.

She cocked her head and listened at the door to the main kitchen. “I think I hear the cook calling me, can you bring the tray upstairs?”

“No!” Amanda almost shouted before lowering her voice. “I mean, I’ll go and see what she needs. The Princess specifically asked for you.”

The second she was through the heavy door, Maya said loudly, “I guess it’s time to bring the Princess her tea.” Then she quickly slipped out the door and up the stairs with Johannes behind her.

Maya had Johannes wait in an alcove outside the Princess’ room as she tapped on the door and went inside to find the Princess dressed in a silk dressing gown and sitting eagerly at the end of the bed.

“Have you brought the Marquis?” the Princess said impatiently as Maya put the tray down in its usual spot.

“Yes, Your Highness, but if you’d permit me I’d like to prepare him for you before you first lay eyes on him.”

“What do you mean?” Petra asked curiously.

“I think it would only be appropriate if the first time you met your future husband he was naked and on his knees beside your bed, don’t you?”

Petra grinned. “What a charming suggestion. Should I wait in my dressing room?”

“If you please, Your Highness.”

“Very well,” she said, picking up a pastry from the tray and moving off into the other room. “Call me when he is prepared.” 

As soon as the door closed behind the Princess, Maya gestured Johannes into the room and then quickly had him remove all of his clothes. After hiding them underneath the bed, she bade him kneel beside it, and then she uncoiled the whip from where she had wrapped it beneath her dress and lay it on the sheets above his head.

“The Marquis is ready, Your Highness,” Maya called, and Petra eagerly stepped back into the room.

“Oh, he’s lovely,” the Princess said, walking around Johannes to examine his body from different angles, and lifting his face to gaze at it until he blushed. “I do love blondes.”

“Nicely muscled,” she continued, running her hands over his chest and arms, “but not too big.” She looked down at his growing erection. “Except where I like it. Is that lovely toy getting hard for me, Marquis?”

“Yes, Princess,” he blushed. “You are very beautiful.”

“I know,” the Princess smiled down at him, her eyes suddenly falling on the whip. “Did you bring that for me to use on you?”

Johannes looked up and saw Maya nodding behind Petra’s back. “Yes, Princess.”

“Oh but you
are
an interesting boy,” she said. “May I have your given name?”

“Johannes,” he said, catching Maya’s subtle nod.

“Do you want me to beat you, Johannes?”

“Yes, Princess.”

“I do like the way you say that.” Petra looked at the whip. “Sadly I’m afraid I don’t know how to wield one of those, but I suppose I could hurt you in other ways. Maya?”

She started as her name was called. “Yes, Your Highness?”

“You may go wait in my dressing room until I call for you.”

“Of course, Your Highness.” Maya curtsied and then walked through the door, carefully leaving it just open enough so that she could watch what was about to happen while remaining unseen.

Unwrapping her robe to expose the pale skin of her legs, Petra sat on the edge of the bed and spoke. “Johannes, I would like you to lie across my lap, with your ass in the air and that lovely cock of yours hard between my thighs.”

“Yes, Your Highness,” he responded and positioned himself as requested, moaning as she pressed his cock between her legs.

“Good boy,” the Princess said, as she gently began to run her right hand over the firm curves of his ass while her left hand stroked his hair.

“What a lovely body you have,” she continued. Then she  raised her hand and brought it down hard on his right cheek, making him cry out and then moan as the blow pressed him tighter between her thighs. “Did you like that?”

“Yes, Your Highness,” he said, nuzzling his face against her hand.

“I’m so glad,” she said, bringing her hand down hard again. “But don’t like it too much because I may have use for that cock of yours later. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

After that, the Princess stopped speaking and focused all of her attention on her new toy, fisting her hand in his hair and spanking him in waves, starting gently and slowly building to harder blows until he’d begin to tense up before backing off and beginning again.

Maya was relieved to see how thoughtfully Petra treated Johannes as she beat him.
I may not want him for my own,
she thought,
but he’s a nice young man, and I do want him to be happy.

Petra continued the spanking until Johannes’ ass was red all over and he was squirming fitfully on her lap. Then, reaching back to stretch her arm, her hand fell on the handle of the whip. Maya could see the look of lust fill her eyes as she brought it up to examine the thick braided leather handle before setting it down again and reaching across Johannes’ body to grab a jar that lay beside the bed.

Reaching her fingers into the jar, they emerged covered in a thick cream, which the Princess slowly began to work into his ass. As her fingers started to press against his tight brown hole, he tensed.

“Have you been fucked before, Johannes?” the Princess asked, stilling her hand.

“Yes, Your Highness,” his voice was quieter than it had been.

“Did you like it, Johannes?”

He blushed and nodded.

“Out loud, please, Johannes.” Petra smiled and continued to circle her fingers around his waiting entrance. “Tell me that you want your Princess to fuck your ass.”

“Please, Princess.” Maya could barely hear the words as they emerged from his mouth. “Please fuck my ass.”

“Good boy,” Petra said, and slowly began to work one well lubricated finger into him.

Johannes moaned at the intrusion and as a second finger joined the first and began to move, he began to mirror the thrusts with his cock between the Princess’ legs.

“I don’t think so, Marquis,” she said, pulling out her fingers. “I want to use that later. Be still now,” she continued, and Maya watched her cover the end of the whip in the same cream and slowly start pushing the braided leather into Johannes.

As Petra fucked Johannes with the handle, making him moan and bite his lip to remain still, the sight was so arousing that Maya raised her skirt, moved her fingers between her legs and quietly brought herself to orgasm.

“Please, Your Highness,” Johannes eventually gasped out, “I can’t take much more. Not if you want my cock.”

“You’ve done very well,” the Princess said, pushing the handle deep inside his ass and then wrapping the tail of the whip around his thigh to hold it in place. “Climb off me and kneel in the middle of the bed, making sure not to let that slip out.”

Johannes did as she asked, whimpering at the sensation of moving with the firm handle of the whip still inside his body. Then he watched, eyes wide with lust, as Petra slowly removed her robe to stand before him, nude.

“Would you like to make this our marriage bed, Johannes?” Maya could hear the happiness in the Princess’ voice and watched her climb up onto the bed as Maya’s former master nodded.

Petra lay down and spread her legs. “Then put your lips to my breast and take me now, for I can wait no longer.”

Maya watched as Johannes slowly sunk his body into the Princess’ and smiled as she saw Petra move her hand to the handle she had installed to control the young man’s thrusts. Then she turned away, quietly closed the door, and let Petra have the rest of her time with Johannes in complete privacy.

When the Princess called her name, Maya stepped out to find Johannes curled up happily naked on the floor by the woman’s feet where she sat drinking her tea.

“I do believe that the Marquis has lived up to your promise.” Petra stroked his hair. “But how do you propose that I present him to the King?”

“Your Highness,” Maya curtsied, “you may leave the details to me. All you need to do is convince your father to take you on a carriage ride south along the King’s road during the afternoon in two days time. Can you arrange it?”

“It shouldn’t be too difficult.” Petra bit her lip in worry. “But are you sure?”

“Trust me, Your Highness.” Maya curtsied deeply. “We both have too much to gain, and I will not fail.  The day has grown long, however, and I must sneak the Marquis from your rooms before anyone becomes suspicious.”

“How do you propose to do so?”

“The same way I snuck him in. I will dress him in the garb of a servant. No one will notice if he helps me carry down your tea.”

Petra nodded. “I do not wish to see him attired beneath his rank, not after seeing him in the beautiful nudity of his future position. I shall retire to my dressing room so that you can help him dress.”

Maya pulled the clothes out from under the bed, gathered up the tea things as Johannes dressed, and with a smile decided to leave the whip behind. It had served its purpose well.

On the way down to the kitchen, she told Johannes that she would meet him back at their village the next day, and then she sent him out the door as she dropped off the tray.

“Who was that?” Amanda asked.

“A messenger, I think,” Maya said, starting to wash up the remains of the Princess’ tea. “I found him wandering around lost on my way back downstairs.”

“He did have a bit of a glazed over look about him,” Amanda replied, and then the two of them set about preparing for the evening meal.

That night, Maya waited until Amanda was fast asleep before sneaking out the kitchen door. “I will miss you, my friend,” she whispered quietly as she left, “but things will be better for you soon. I swear.”

She found a safe place to sleep outside the castle grounds, and when the sun rose the next day Maya quietly made her way home.

Johannes accosted her the second she walked into the clearing.

“She’s wonderful! Am I really going to marry her?” He followed her down to the stream. “The King is never going to believe I’m a Marquis.

“Yes, you are really going to marry her,” Maya said, stripping off all her clothing and wading into the stream to wash off the remains of the kitchen mess. “And, yes he will believe that you are a Marquis.”

She dove under the water, and when she came back up shook out her hair. “You need only do as I say, and your fortune will be made.”

“But Maya….”

“Have I failed you yet?” she asked, pulling her boots and her clothes back on, stuffing the rest of her belonging into her pack, and getting ready to set back out on the road.

“Never.”

“Then trust me, will you?” Maya waited for his nod. “I’ll be back in the morning.”

“But where are you going?” Johannes asked.

“I have things to prepare,” she said and then, taking pity on him, kissed him gently on the forehead before setting off at a brisk pace.