St. Anne's school of lust - Book 1 the Palace - part 3

The king led his soldiers out of the castle, marching down the hill towards the town, where men and boys lined the street and joined the end of his army as it moved slowly over the horizon and out of sight. Princess Isadora stood on the battlement, watching the last of them disappear. Then, she walked down the steps and stood under the raised portcullis as the womenfolk slowly made their way to the main gate. When a crowd had gathered, she spoke.

“We gather here in unity, as my father, the King, goes off to fight for our freedom. I need brave soldiers trained by our golden warrior, Aurelia.”

On cue, the blonde girl walked into view, silver armour on her shoulders and silver armoured boots matched with a red silk bra and panties. She looked like a goddess as she strode forward, sword in one hand, crucifix in the other.

Women started to move forward, and Aurelia pointed. “Her, her, her.” A dozen times and twelve women are moving towards the heroine. “You will be the princess's royal guard. Follow me.”

“I require a dozen girls of legal age to be my palace courtiers, step forward, please.”

Other staff stepped forward asking for cooks, weapon makers, carpenters, and masons, and women volunteered to fill the roles.

Finally, the crowds melted away, and those not chosen returned to the township.

Aurelia was first to lead her chosen girls into the outfitters, where Collette was waiting with a dozen lilac bras and panties. “I will see each one separately if you please.” Each girl went into the room alone and returned ten minutes later in skintight lingerie, all innocently allowing the nun to pray and dab their foreheads with her green cloth. When they were finished, the nun took burgundy and gold lingerie sets to Isadora, who supervised the fitting of her new unofficial harem. They too swore allegiance and were rewarded with a prayer and a green gel blessing. Tonight, as they all slept, Lilith would visit their minds through the nearest mirror and corrupt them.

“Your highness, there is one more issue that you need to implement to maintain peace in the town,” Collette said as the last assistant left her room and she picked up a brush and walked towards the princess.

“What is that? Sister.” As Isadora moved without asking, and stood in front of the mirror.

The nun started brushing her hair, letting her relax as she stared at the mirror.

“Without any men, women will want romance with each other, which can cause disruption and trouble in the town. At the priory, the Mother Superior nominated a regulator, a little like a town sheriff, to install discipline.”

The brush never stopped, it slowly slid through the fine auburn hair as the princess was lost in the eyes of her reflection.

“We should appoint a regulator right away.”

“I am the only one with knowledge of the role. With your permission, I could appoint some deputies so that I can be with you.”

“Yes, I need you with me, appoint some, please.”

“I will write a proclamation for you to sign. I will return right away. It is time to kiss the mirror, your highness.”

The princess stared at her reflection and stepped forward, her lips locking with her phantom lover, an arm reached out to slip around her waist and pull her into the grasp of the spectre, its appearance changing into the form of Lilith. It tried to pull her into the mirror, but a force stopped her. The spirit stopped and instead returned to the form of the princess and caressed her as it kissed long and lovingly. When Collette returned with the scroll and seal, the Princess was still locked in a kiss, her robes lay on the floor.

“Make your mark, your highness.” Collett requested, and the spirit withdrew back into the mirror. The dazed princess stretched a hand out and pressed the seal down on the parchment.

“It is time for your rest.” She took the arm and led the girl to her bed, letting her settle and then running her hand over her eyes as she fell asleep. Once more, the mirror reflected a version of Lilith creeping up the bed and taking the girl in her arms.

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Aurelia tried to shake the dreams from the previous night. Lilith had been fucking her, sharing her with the princess, and instead of fighting her, she had given in and enjoyed their attentions. She walked slowly to the combat training room, needing to cleanse the thoughts that seemed to loop in her mind. Opening the door, she saw her new warriors kneeling in two lines on either side of the large training mat, all wearing light lilac bikini underwear, and all staring at her with a look of eager anticipation on every face. The blonde warrior was not the only female to have had erotic dreams; nearly half of the girls had stood in a daze at their mirror the previous night before climbing into bed and dreaming. Lilith taking the form of Aurelia to guide new thoughts and fantasies as they writhed in ecstasy.

Now they stared at the young blonde girl, their eyes tracing her body as they mentally devoured her physical prowess. Aurelia felt underdressed as she saw eyes darting over her body; the red silk underwear felt far too small, showing her off as a potential lover. The girls looked ill-picked for fighting, each was slim, sexy, beautiful, picked with bedroom rather than fighting in mind.

"Good morning, ladies. I know none of you have any experience, but I will soon train you to be a fearsome warrior. First, we shall learn the most basic fight moves, so I want you to partner up, and I will demonstrate with one volunteer."

Every girl raised her hand, and Aurelia blushed at some of the looks she was getting. She pointed at a petite girl who trotted over and stood before her, eyes roaming all over the blonde's body.

"First, stand with legs apart and knees slightly bent. Good. Now raise this arm to block and this arm to punch. Good. Next, we will do a throw." The young blonde had no idea that her apprentice's dreams had been full of erotic entanglements leading from the throw she was about to show them.
"This is called a Hip throw." She announced and placed her hands on the young girl, throwing her to the mat, and falling on top as the girl unexpectedly swept her leg from under her as she fell, in a move Lilith had rehearsed in her dreams. Across the room, girls fell like dominoes as their partners copied the move. Some who didn't understand the move just dropped to the mat and embraced their opponents.
Aurelia lay on top of the young girl who had wrapped her leg around her leg, thrown her arms around her neck, and pulled her in for a kiss.
"Mmmmph." She tried to speak but the girls lips were locked solid to hers, and the feel of her skin against hers, the rub of breast against breast and leg on leg sent a pulse to her pussy. She felt a need inside her, and kissed back her hands coming up to cup the petite breasts, feeling and squeezing them as she kissed. A noise behind her made her break off and turn her head. Sathonis had come into the room and curled up, watching them.
"Okay, girls, let's try that again, but try to throw without following down."
This time, she avoided the sweeping leg as she threw the young girl down.
The morning continued in the same theme, basic moves ended up with bodies entwined and lips pressed against each other. Aurelia could not understand what was going wrong or why so many of the girls had ended up with hands and legs pressed against her pussy. Several of them were slow to break off from the moves, their bodies writhing in passion.
"Time for a break, girls, return in one hour." The girls disappeared in pairs, running, squealing, and giggling down the corridor. Aurelia was left with the petite girl. "You should rest, it has been a tiring morning."
The young girl walked over slowly, her hips swaying, a look of seduction on her face.
"May I rest with you, Aurelia? The other girls have left me."
Aurelia had sat down by Sathonis and started sipping from a wooden cup.

"You may. What is your name?"

"My name is Cassandra." The girl replied, running a hand through her light brown hair and sitting close to the blonde.

"You did well for a first lesson, Cassandra. It can be very demanding. I hope you will not struggle with a sword." Aurelia eyed up the small-framed girl.

"I will practise with you lots. If you are prepared to teach me."

There was something about that last sentence that sent a shiver down the warrior, but as she viewed the girl, all she saw was an innocent expression.

"I will teach you everything I know."


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Princess Isadora was having an equally eventful morning. She had woken bathed in sweat, dreaming of a girl climbing out of the mirror and carrying her back. Inside this new domain, the girl had whispered about Aurelia and other beautiful girls she knew and could have if she followed the advice of her dream lover. She had told her tales of lust and rampant sex and of a wonderful girl named Lilith who could give her pleasure in her needy twat. The dreams had become physical; she surrendered her virginity to a ghostly apparition as she tossed in bed and tore at her clothes.

She had awakened to discover she had lost her virginity to a hairbrush during her dreams. With a new feeling of horniness growing inside her she went in search of her new maids.

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Collette strolled down the center of the street, and five similarly dressed women followed behind her. Mothers and daughters looked on in horror at their flagrant dress code of black bra and panties, matched with five-inch heeled shoes. Women made the sign of the cross or ran inside, locking doors. The strangely dressed women wore a belt around their waist, a small holster holding a phallic-shaped carving.

Collette pinned a parchment to the town hall door.

Royal Proclamation

By order of the Princess

It is hereby declared that all females must take a vow of chastity during the absence of men.

To ensure this is complied with, the Princess nominates Regulators to visit each household and test the virtue and purity of each female. Any female refusing this test will be considered an enemy of the state and put to death.

Collette knocked on a door with her posse moving to nearby houses.

The door was answered by a middle-aged woman with short dark hair.

"Madam Mayoress, I call on business of the princess. You have been reported as frolicking with men from distant towns, and having impure thoughts of cock, whilst your husband is away."

"I have not been with any men; my husband only left yesterday."

"Nevertheless you deny you thought of cock?"

"Briefly after he left, but only of his cock, no one else's."

"Your lack of morality will corrupt the entire city. You must rid yourself of this corruption or face death."

"I meant no harm, I love my husband."

"More than you love your country, that is a sign of treason. Do you wish to be cured of this corruption or face death?"

"I wish to be cured." The Mayoress was afraid; the semi-naked female standing in front of her scared her.

"Then I shall test your chastity, undress, and bend over."

The woman did as she was told, trembling fingers untying garments that fell to the floor. Collette drew out the carved dildo and fitted it securely, then positioned herself behind the woman, positioning the glowing green shaft against her pussy's entrance.

"Repeat after me I give myself to chastity from men to the cock of Lilith"

"I give myself to chastity from men to the cock of Lilith ahh." As the dildo slid in, feeling bigger, longer than her husband's.

"Repeat until you feel saved." She took the woman by the hips and fucked her as she chanted. The slow strokes were gaining momentum as the woman committed her soul to the dark side. Finally feeling a fluid pump deep into her, she screamed with a climax and collapsed in a faint.

"When you wake you will seek all you know and accuse them, helping them to redeem themselves with your new cock." She unfastened the one she wore, peeling off a skin of the belt, and dropped it onto the woman. She touched the remaining three carved cocks she carried in the holster, and with an evil smile left to visit another house.