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Camilla •

Trying to get everything in place when the king left me to welcome his guests and here I am confused more than ever. Where do I even begin? Clothes were lying on the bedroom floor, a contrasts of colors against the thick carpet. Much like my body and my mind.

Looking down I am clothed in one of the king's black dress shirts, the hem coming to my knees. The irony is not lost on me.

I cleaned the chamber as fast and as efficiently as I can even though my body's sore. I busied myself with my work until I'm finished and dressed back in my own clothes.

Remembering the king's order to wait for him, I shrugged it off and went to my own quarters. Seeking for comfort I found Miss A in the palace's garden with maids all around, setting up a long, grand table in the middle and flowers of almost every color in pots were arranged beautifully. Expensive tablewares and china were placed on the table, with candelabras in between.

It looks like an intimate gathering for affluent families. Then I thought of the guests the king was talking about. This must be for them. It only means one thing. The king is the gracious host and he'll be here anytime soon.

The thought of the king's dark eyes directed towards me got me anxious. I looked for an escape route but too late. Miss A already saw me and beckoned me to go to her.

"Cami my darling, where have you been? I haven't seen you for most of the day. But oh well, you're here now. I suppose you are well enough to help us. The guests will be here anytime now. We need to be quick."

Without further instructions I helped with the remaining decorations and small details in the table setting. In no time we finished and lined up in the sides for last minute directions when an entourage of six people came in following the kingdom's head butler, according to a maid in my right. Allesia, that's her name.

A minute later the king came in sight and we all bowed including the guests. A chorus of 'Your Majesty' was heard. We servants remained bowing while the guests stood tall and straight again.

"Good evening everyone. It is my utmost pleasure to welcome all of you in the kingdom of Romanovia, especially the very beautiful Lady Arabella of the household of Hapsburyia."

Five of the visitors courtesied, except for the lady in red flowing dress, her bosoms overflowing too. The king took her right hand and kissed her knuckles. Lady Arabella smiled so brightly like the full moon in the clear night sky. I watched how she fluttered her eyes at Romanovia's king.

What was the king's name again? I mentally facepalmed. We already did what only betrothed, romantic couples do yet I don't even know the most basic piece of information a normal person should know about the other. I'll just have to ask Miss A later.

"The pleasure's all mine, my king. I have been anticipating this day to come ever since my father spoke to me about our union. Forgive me but I can't seem to keep my excitement to myself," the lady said enthusiastically, putting her locks behind her left ear. Very ladylike.

"Oh, don't flatter me, my lady. A beauty like you should be the one to accept such words. You are keeping me off of my gentlemanly duties. Shall we all sit, ladies and gentlemen."

They all sat down, with the king in the head of the table and the lady on his right. When the king raised his hand, his butler and five other maids immediately served appetizers and then the main entrée with side dishes. All the dishes looked sumptuous and really delicious.

Everything went well, I assumed. Not until when my stomach growled loudly and ruined the stillness of the night. So much for staying in the dark.

Heads looked up from their plates, forks and knives suspended in the air, mouths hanging open in horror or in surprise I don't know. Or I didn't care because the next second I released gas which prompted me to run like my life depended on it and find the nearest lavatory.

It's a call of nature and my body needs relief. I know I looked crazy and disrespectful but in that moment it was nothing compared to the uneasiness in my stomach.

When finally I disposed all the bodily wastes in the toilet, I am faced with yet another obstacle. Standing outside the cubicle is none other than the kind guard I met earlier. I don't recall getting his name. I am bewildered as to why he is here inside the female's comfort room.

"My apologies, milady. We meet again. I saw you running and I have to follow you here", he said kindly.

" U-uhmm, thank you sir. B-but you don't have to d-do that. This is the f-female lavatory, y-you must be mistaken." I replied with so much confusion in my voice.

"Well, yes. There has been a mistake. Come with me outside. I'll show you." He took my left hand in his gloved hand, thankfully and led me outside. We faced the the door and there it is in the upper part. It said 'male lavatory'.

I cupped my face in horror. "Oh god. I'm so ashamed right now. F-forgive me, sir. I-I was in a hurry, y-you know, I-I-"

"No worries, milady. I perfectly understand. I, too have bad stomach days. It's normal. But I would have to remind you to eat well and on time. It can really mess up with our digestion if we skip meals." He said, like a father to his daughter. But this man is so much younger than me. A pretty boy too.

"T-thank you, kind sir. For this and for earlier." I smiled at him. I now felt comfortable around him. He has such a brotherly vibe even though I don't have one.

"It's nothing, milady. And you can stop calling me sir. My name's Dominik. May I have the pleasure of knowing your name, milady?" He smiled prettily, his dimples showing. Cute.

"I am C-camilla and y-you can stop calling me milady. I am the king's personal maid."

He lifted my hand yet again, but something caught in my peripheral vision. A shadow of a man behind a brick pillar.

I retrieved my hand back. I excused myself and wished him well before I walked briskly towards my room in our quarters.

I was inside the quarter's common room when someone sneaked behind me and covered my mouth with a large hand. A ring came into view. A very familiar ring.

Screaming was futile but I still did it. I struggled too but my screams were muffled by the hand in my mouth. The person dragged me inside a room. It was my room.

What is it he wants from me this time?

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Nikolov •

The woman in my arms struggled to break free from my hold to no avail. Soft body against hard muscles. Of course she can't get away from me. I won't let it.

Her struggling stopped when she realized it's of no use. Good girl for daddy, eh? Good girls get rewards. But she's a bad girl tonight. She's getting her punishment alright. I grinned. I'm excited.

Still behind her, I crouched down and bit her earlobe hard then licked it to soothe the sting. She flinched. So responsive. So mine.

"What did I tell you, flower? I specifically told you to stay inside my chamber until I came back. King's order and yet you still defied it. You really amaze me. Do you know what I do to disobedient people like you?"

She said something but I was still cupping her mouth with my hand. I removed it and placed both of it in her love handles, squeezing it hard.

We were standing in the middle of her tiny room, the bed on the left side of the wall, the bathroom in the right. I roamed my eyes, adjusting in the dark.

I led us to her small bed, her in my lap. She must be feeling my painful erection right now. I badly want to take it out and fvck the living daylights out of her but I am just controlling my rage.

"You leaving my room was just a little bit of an offense for me. It's actually nothing. You farting in my guests' presence was very entertaining. You running off to the lavatory was understandable. All smooth, woman. But the scene outside my office and the lavatory? Well yeah shit, it made my blood boil. And I need you to calm me the fuck down." I angrily whispered it to her ear, enough for her to feel the magnitude of my words.

She was shaking. But I need her to understand that she belongs to me now. I need to punish her to calm my beast.

"M-my king, p-please. I d-don't know what you're talking about. P-p-please. J-just let me go. I'm not y-your property." She whispered but it was defeaning to me and to my ego. That did it.

Without a warning I flipped her on her stomach, cuffed her wrists with my left hand and lifted her hideous uniform over her ass. White cotton panties showed itself. But I need the pink fat flesh.

I roughly tugged her panties down with my right hand. The pink flesh I needed to see came into view. Even in the dark it looked ravishing. Phat ass needed to be spanked.

Smack. Smack. Smack.

The sound of hand meeting flesh echoed on the four walls of her tiny room and the cries of a woman mixed with it. And the heavy breathing of a man made complete harmony of pain and pleasure for both warm blooded creatures. One, a king. Second, a king's maid.

"N-noo m-more please, I-I can't take anymore. It h-hurts pleaseee," she moaned the last part.

"More. More. I'll give you more till you put it in your brain that I. Don't. Fucking. Share." Every syllable I spanked her two buttcheeks alternately. Mine. More.

She's crying uncontrollably now. It's just fortunate that the other maids are in the garden, waiting for me most probably. No one to hear her. No one to disturb us.

With one last strike I'm done. But I'm not even near satisfied. To soothe the ache I crouched down and licked the hot flesh. I bet it looked so red but I can't take chances. I have to be discreet so the lights remained off.

I licked the right and left cheeks simultaneously then rubbed it gently for a while. I sat down and pulled her in my lap again and cradled her. My cock's too painful to another degree. Whenever she's around I think using my dick, that's for sure.

Ignoring the throbbing of my hard tool, I kept silent and listened to her fading sobs. She's very mature but she's proving to be a baby.

When I felt her calmed down, I put her on the bed and I stood up towering over her voluptuous frame. From the light illuminating in her windows from the posts outside I see her tearstained face and swollen lips from crying. She looked vulnerable. She needs someone to take care of her, to discipline her. That someone is me. Nobody else.

My rage has not vanished. Thinking of another man touching my flower is unacceptable. Call me barbaric but Camilla Ruscho is mine. No one is allowed to hold her hands, hold her body. Fuck. Just thinking about it makes me so mad it's blinding me with the need to fuck her rough and fast until she screams my name her throat will be hoarse from shouting.

"Y-your majesty, w-what are you doing?" She asked when I took my belt off, then my trousers and the rest of my clothes until I'm naked. My cock sprang free, too happy to be out of confinement and about to enjoy the night's bounty. It reached my navel. My cock is becoming a monster because of Camilla.

"Well, to put it simply I will fuck you. Hard. Rough. Fast. Then slow. Tender. Whatever pleases me. Because you've made me very very mad, you have to accept my wrath."

"Y-your majesty, t-they're waiting for you outside. T-they t-they t-the guests they're important. T-the-"

"Stop talking. On all fours. Show me your pussy and ass. Do it." My patience is wearing thin. I have no time for delayed gratification right now.

Hearing the conviction in my voice she finally obeyed. Presenting her pussy and ass in my direction, she looked back at me with teary eyes. But I won't be swayed.

One hard thrust and I'm all the way inside, my cock sheathed in her hot pussy. My pussy.

She flinched hard from the brunt force and from the spanking she received earlier. So I stayed unmoving for a minute. Reaching for my phone in my trouser's pocket discarded within arm's reach, I dialled my butler's number while my cock's resting inside her tight tunnel. One ring and he answered immediately. Good.

"Show the guests to their rooms. I can't come back."

Not waiting for a response I turned it off and tossed it in the bed.

"Where were we, flower?"

Oh yeah.

Back to business.

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What on earth is happening vandits? Almost 10K reads my goodness you're the best I love you all sooooo much now you really make me cry happy tears  😭😭😭😭

First of all, thank you so much for your patience. I appreciate all your votes and comments. You've exceeded my expectations, boosted my self-esteem and touched me with your enthusiasm for Nikolov and Cami's story.

Second, forgive me for making you wait. A lot of things are happening with my life right now. For one, there's depression and anxiety peeking every now and then, questioning my worth and I hate it. I didn't want to write a half-baked chapter for y'all so I also waited for ideas and scenarios to come up in my head. I want every update to be worth your time. I really hope this gives you satisfaction as it did to me.

Lastly, writing here is an escape for me. Creating this world so I can have my own to live when I'm so so drained with everything. Romanovia is a place I know I can always visit whenever the need arises. Thank you for keeping me company here.

Cliffhanger, I know. More reason to stay tuned. I'll try my very best to update sooner. So you better follow, vote, comment and recommend, that's only if you want to. 😆

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