You Rich, Me Royal, Bitch Pt. 03 - Sex Stories

You Rich, Me Royal, Bitch Pt. 03

... safe, happy, and content. Not just today, but all these years. And I'm done."

Taking a step forward, the redhead put her hands on Jenna's shoulders.

"I've looked out for you ever since we were children. I've tended to you. Sided with you. Let you walk all over everyone else, myself included. So even when you insisted on going off the ship, strong-armed the crew, and had me walk as far away as possible, I made sure you were safe. But this time... you've gone too far." Daphne's eyes locked onto Jenna's, a caring, stern expression within them, "I love you, and I want you to be happy... but she's right. If you aren't going to learn, then we're just going to be stuck. You're just going to be stuck. And if it takes this to teach you... then so be it."

Her heart racing in her chest, Jenna lightly trembled, eyes darting to Gianna, then flitting to Daphne. For her to say all that... to have the gall to reprimand her... the posh woman had never seen such a side of her beloved maid. And the only reason, the only possibility that she would risk such disobedience... is that it had to be true. No one else had stood beside Jenna throughout her life as firmly as Daphne, and if this was the only course...

"What will it be, Jenna?"

Swallowing her fear, the hazel-haired woman moved a cautious hand up to Daphne's face, caressing her cheek. Looking back into her serene eyes, the rich woman took a deep breath and nodded.

Leaning in, Jenna's lips slowly met hers, the redhead's ...

... eyes closing in response. The kiss was soft and gentle, like that of new lovers at the end of a first date. As the wealthy woman nudged closer, she felt Daphne's arms start to slide around her. Their bodies pressed together, the redhead's bosom putting pressure on her own through the fur top, heart beating rapidly beneath.

Daphne's tongue probed her mistress' lips, Jenna parting them in turn. Their tongues began to intertwine, the maid guiding her mistress as they danced within their mouths. The rich woman found herself lost in the embrace, the sweet taste of her lover's mouth filling her with warmth. Then, breaking the kiss, Jenna let out a long breath, her cheeks flushed.

Gazing upon her mistress lovingly, "See? Was that so bad?"

Jenna gave a soft smile, Daphne leaning back in. As the maid went for another kiss, Gianna coughed, drawing the women's attention. "Is... is this not enough, your majesty?"

"Me said she need to learn respect. She show you some respect. Are you respected enough? Speak truth."

Jenna looked over at Daphne with a mixture of euphoria and lingering hesitance. However, her beloved maid's body language showed none of the latter. The redhead's eyes betrayed a hunger, her stance resolute. Surely... surely she'd shown enough... right? Well, maybe one more kiss... "Mmhmmm, perhaps... perhaps more respect is needed, your majesty."

Sitting down on the pile of furs, "Then continue."

An annoyance bubbled up within Jenna as the maid turned to her. ...