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The Queen’s Prime: A Naughty, Silly Fairy Tale

... track of time.

Clitoria and Vaginella did their duties, then spent the rest of the day wandering the castle and grounds naked and drunk, singing, laughing, and pleasuring each other where ever they chose. It seems that was another tradition that never quite made it into the official ceremony records...

PART III

Princess Clitoria awoke to a knocking on the door. She rolled over in bed and bumped into a warm body – a warm female body. She opened her eyes. She was in the queen’s chamber and was in bed naked with the queen, meaning her mother.

Surprisingly she wasn’t as hung over as she had been the previous morning, but there was still a little bit of a lingering headache. And she definitely could remember wandering about the castle the night before with her mother, drunk, naked, and horny.

The door opened and LXVII entered, a maid trailing carrying two steaming mugs of tea.

“God, give me that tea,” Clitoria said. “It’s going to take a couple cups of that, some food, and a solid fuck before I feel human again.”

“For a girl who wasn’t sure she could have sex with someone she didn’t care for, you seem to be making up for lost time,” LXVII said, handing her the mug of tea.

Next to her in bed, Vaginella stirred, then propped herself up one elbow.

“You, my daughter, are a fast learner,” she said, reaching for the other cup of tea.

“I had a good teacher,” Clitoria responded, looking up at LXVII, who smiled.

“I didn’t know you still cared about who ...

... you slept with,” LXVII said.

“I do care, and I care about who I make Prime. The only people I have slept with so far, besides the Priming, are you and my mother. I care deeply for you, as you know, and I love my mother too, despite the fact that she acts like a slutty, catty bitch sometimes.”

“Love you too, sweetheart,” said Vaginella, who kissed her daughter on the lips, then pinched her nipple hard enough to make Clitoria wince.

“What time is it?” Vaginella asked.

“It’s almost noon. The three of us are due to light the bonfire at 4:00 so we wanted to give you a few hours to pull yourselves together, bathe, and so forth.”

“Thank you,” Clitoria said. “How about if we all go naked?”

“I’m down with that,” said Vaginella.

“I am too,” said LXVII. “But tradition requires that we wear the robes we wore to Priming to the lighting of the bonfire. After that, we can wear whatever we want.”

“I think our robes have, um, stains on them,” Clitoria giggled.

“It’s the day after Priming,” LXVII shot back. “Clean robes would be considered a bad omen. Stained robes are a blessing.”

“Okay, so semen-stained robes are a go, and naked after we light the fire. Check,” Vaginella offered. “But we still have time for breakfast and a threesome before we have to clean up.”

“Why would I have a threesome with you two,” LXVII said. “The whole room smells like stale wine, sweat, and fish.”

“You’re a lesbian,” Vaginella said. “That’s how you like it.”

“True,” said LXVII. ...