From Now Until Eternity
by Kristine Jenkins

The rhythm of the beating raindrops pounding steadily on the castle windows didn't quicken my fall into slumber. I usually cried myself to sleep at night, and that night was no exception. But I was awakened by Sloan's drunken singing, and I heard his echoed footsteps staggering closer to my chamber. I knew what lay ahead. The heavy wooden door made an eerie creaking sound as he opened it. I heard Sloan heave and then he bellowed;

"Wake up my betrothed, for tonight I want to feel like a man."

Sloan walked over and pulled off my bed sheets, exposing my naked bottom. Sloan insisted that I sleep without any undergarments in case he wanted to visit my room at night. He pulled off his pants and then he knelt on my bed. There protruding from his pubic hairs like an evil serpent, was the object of my disdain. He crawled over parted my shapely legs, and shoved his penis into my dry vagina. The pain shot up my spine, into my brain and I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming.

"Princess Cassandra, you are mine tonight."

His long graying hair fell about my face and tickled my nose. His breath smelled strong of ale and he had vomit stains on his velvet robe. His sight and smell made me wretch.

He thrust his male organ into my dry womanhood a few more times until I could feel the head swelling with its masculine delight. A quick movement of my hips at just the right moment made him spill his male juices onto the bed sheets and not within the deepest parts of my body. This was my only control over any reproduction. I didn't want Sloan's children. At least not yet.

Sloan howled at his sexual release and then he kissed my long golden hair. He rolled off of me and got up off of my bed.

"Cassandra, you are the most beautiful girl in the kingdom. That is why I picked you to be my wife. You will make me a fine queen someday." Then he left my chamber, carrying his crumpled clothing, off to sleep in his room. I hated Sloan. Somehow knowing when his father dies and Sloan is king, then I will be queen. Maybe the misery I have had to endure will be worth it. I felt the tears well up in my eyes and I cried myself to sleep for the second time.

Desiree, my chambermaid, awoke me a little after dawn. She gave me my morning bath. As I stepped into the tub, she remarked how my silky white skin gleamed in the gathering sunlight. I loved the way the warm water washed the previous night's encounter off of my body. My breath quickened when Desiree rubbed the soapy water around my body. When she washed my breasts with her gentle touch, I felt my nipples harden as she guided the slippery soap across the areola. Desiree's long fingers tingled my feminine senses when she bathed me. I longed to feel her lips on me, giving me the tender kisses that Sloan could not. I ached for her to taste my female juices and for me to learn what hers tasted like. I dreamed at night of my morning bath and the feelings that I crave deep within my soul. I don't dare tell Desiree though. Desiree treated me well and I would never tell her of my feelings towards her or another woman. I looked down at my soapy bruised body, too young to tolerate Sloan's abuse and two years to go before its twentieth birthday.

About noon Desiree burst into my room.

"Princess Cassandra, Sloan is awake and this is the meanest mood that I've ever seen him in. You had better leave the castle and wait on the grounds for him to calm down. If he finds you he will surely beat you like he always does."

I ran down the wide stone staircase. I hurried so, the footman barely had enough time to open the huge castle doors for me. I ran through the gardens and out into the forest surrounding the castle. About three hundred paces into the woods, I collapsed, exhausted. I crept into a peaceful slumber knowing that Sloan wouldn't find me out here.

I was awaken by a loud humming sound. As I opened my eyes, I saw something hovering above me. It looked like the biggest hummingbird that I have ever seen. I blinked my eyes and saw that it was in the shape of a small human, about the size of two clenched fists held tightly together. The being spoke to me.

"Princess Cassandra, I am Saronia. It pains me and the woodland creatures to see you go through the torture that your husband, the prince gives you. Through our magic we know how you would really like to be pleasured. My friend, Zephervia and I will try and fulfill your wishes and desires."

I tried to stand up, but I was under her spell and was powerless. Within seconds she (or he, I couldn't tell) was joined by another sprite. Their magical powers pushed me flat to the ground so that I was lying down on a smooth piece of granite. They began to fumble with the buttons of my gown with their tiny fingers. Once undone, my gown fell to the ground as my blanket of passion. Saronia was flitting around and playing with my breasts. Zephervia flew away and brought back some flowers which she handed to Saronia. They extracted some warm nectar, and mixed it with some fresh rainwater from a nearby puddle. After they finished making their potion, they began rubbing it on my breasts, quickly bringing my nipples to an erection. It felt like what heaven must feel like. The sound of their beating wings made an intoxicating sound. While Saronia continued rubbing my nipples with the nectar potion, Zephervia flew down between my legs and massaged my body. She kneaded my clit as a baker kneads his dough. The nectar potion being rubbed on my womanhood with her wee hands, combined with the delightful music their wings made, brought me to a quick orgasm. My pleasure lifted the saddened spirit out of my body and plunged it into depths of happiness. It was the most pleasure I had experienced in my young lifetime. If Sloan found out I was letting these two woodland creatures pleasure me, he would surely kill me.

After my wondrous orgasm, Saronia and Zephervia were not over in their quest to pleasure me. They called some more sprites, wood nymphs and a few pixies to rub the glorious nectar potion all over my body. When they kneaded their potion into my skin, I arched my back and exploded into another writhing orgasm so intense, that I twitched and moaned and then settled into a pool of nectar juices that had gathered on my stone mattress.

Saronia spoke: "I hope our efforts to pleasure you were satisfactory, Princess Cassandra."

I nodded my head in a motion of approval and told them that they were the most glorious and fantastic creatures that I had ever experienced.

"My dear Princess, the woodland dwellers always will look out for you. When you need to be pleasured, just come out to the forest and call to us."

Saronia, along with the rest of her entourage, quickly flew off deeper into the forest. I dressed slowly and headed back to the castle knowing that from now until eternity when I want pleasure, I always can go to my forest.