"…The Princess isn't sure…" Sally teases.
"But she isn't... opposed to the idea…"
Ordinarily, she knew Allie would be probably melting over the phone, but Sally had decided she wanted something real, and this meant that she couldn't hide behind her Allie persona forever… she wanted to try to 'Allow' herself to truly experience… as Sally!
Well, as for what exactly happened to the Princess after she was swept up, whirled around and then tossed onto the silken sheets, wouldn't these events be better elaborated upon in a different chapter?!
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"No…!!!!"
The teasing was driving everyone wild…
The author understood the need for payoff, and so has provided more details regarding what exactly happened between the Prince and Princess for your enjoyment…
[Disclaimer: The following scenes contain some risqué imagery, reader discretion advised. Feel free to skip to the last paragraph for the plot]
"…Oh Allie… you teased me too much… 😔😛😡 now I'm gonna have to punish you 😈…"
Bob was truly surprised. Allie was taking an extraordinary amount of time to 'warm up' over the phone…
Still, his relentless Results-Oriented Focus kicked in, and he kicked into [Zone State] as he continued channeling his Rizz across the phone…
"Oh, talking like this does things to me Allie… 😩💦🔥😈🍉😩💦 Careful or i won't be able to hold back… rrrrrraawwWWWRRRRRRR 😈 😩💖✨💫💫💫…!!!!!!"
He continued with his storytelling…
"The princess gasped, as her hands twisted the silken sheets..."
"But she had teased and edged her man too far."
"'When you say such things... Princess... you have to be prepared for the consequences... !' 😈🔥🔥🔥with a great effort, the virile handsome hunk regained a flicker of reason in his deep, penetrating eyes... but he was teetering on the brink!
"Deep down, the Princess also felt their intimate closeness... and she also knew that her man would never hurt her, and yet... oh she felt a thrill course through her... part fear, part quiet excitement, part willingness, as their eyes met, exchanging countless emotions... not possible through words alone...
and all of a sudden!
His *presence* was above her, the proximity, the whispered words, the breaths... escalating... and yet... amidst the sudden crashing of the waves of passion, there was nevertheless the barrier of self-imposed restraint, as he drank in her inside-to-out beauty, which transcended the limitations of description... the words... the eyes... nevertheless were askance of the Princess' permission... despite everything, he was prepared to fall back, even now, should she wish it, as his hands brushed with the gentlest of caresses..."
"…As the Princess began to take a kind of delight in teasing the smitten Prince, the handsome man began to slowly lose control… culminating in a kind of mock 'chase', where he was 'pursuing her' whilst she acted as if she was shy and 'running away'…
"No… I'm innocent…" The Princess feigned a gasp, smirking inwardly whilst outwardly, she continued to act as if she was inexperienced and terrified... she was absolutely loving witnessing this ordinarily unbreakable man losing all his reason and self-restraint solely because of… her… hehehe..."
Of course, after a short 'chase' the Prince easily caught her, or rather, the Princess allowed herself to be caught… and swept securely into his arms…
"'Now Princess... you've been a bad girl…' The Prince said with a stern yet underlying fun expression…"
In a swift yet smooth motion, the handsome man now takes the Princess over his knees and *spanks* her - tenderly, but firm enough to get the message across "- that - should - teach - you - to not - tease - your - man !!!!" 😡😈😛💖❤️ - he says mock-sternly!
"The Princess, her full, elegant shapely figure draped tastefully over his lap, looks back at him in character with her startlingly beautiful wide eyes, as she channels an "Innocent Angel" act..."
"'Well… ok, now that was the stick, but I should give you a bit of the... carrot too...'"
The Prince whispers thickly, turgidly…
"…The Princess' eyes widened even further and she flushes at the verbal and physical stimulation... the confession that she was making him go crazy, alongside the scolding, instructive firm slaps ... they... were awakening something inside of her... ooh why... why... does this feel so... good?!?!" She wondered?!?!
"Punish me more..." She whispers, kicking her legs daintily as she sensually and skillfully, in full knowledge of exactly what she is doing, shifts around in his lap…
Her man begins to slowly warm things, places... that the Princess never even knew could be warmed... all the while, whispering sweet nothings about how she's been a *bad, bad girl* and how she needs to be *punished* 😈😡😈😡😈
"Now it was his turn…to tease her... let her *play* at being an *Innocent, naïve Princess*... later... he wanted to see her... as he took her with utmost gentleness and yet raw passion, finally taken, disheveled, his... and at the same time... of course... for all his bravado and performance... the Princess knew that in truth, ultimately, she had *claimed* *him*... and *he* was now completely *hers*..."
"'Did I tell you that I'm a good cook…?'" The handsome man murmurs…
"'You cook…?! That's… *hot*…' The Princess whispers back demurely, and yet with a scandalous undertone that sends electric currents of passion rippling through the air…
"At this, The Prince gently takes one of the princess' elegant hands and guides her to her knees, whilst he guides the other to sample the... warmth, the temperature of 'the meal' he has prepared for her... - he makes sure the ground is soft and comfortable with cushions and silks, the Princess is shy, she wants to return the favour... and so he guides her gently... as their eyes meet, 'playful innocence' meeting passion... he involuntarily shudders and gasps, as the princess samples his dish... ! Ahhhhh Princess!! Stop, stop, if you do that..."
"He guides her tenderly, their mutual trust and desire to please one another escalating into a symphony of sweet heaven... he drinking his fill of the Princess' Radiance and Beauty as she also takes her fill of his ... taste… it is a night they'll never forget..."
"It is now his turn to return the favour, and he gently guides her to the silk sheets... and with wolfish intensity, and yet fully controlled care and tenderness, teases her all over, slowly, intensely, working his way from outside to in... stimulating and pulling away, making her feel things... ohhh she feels... *alive*, present, as he works his way gradually, all the while whispering about how she must endure her punishment for being so *bad*…"
"She rides the gradual building crest of sensations of passion, or intimacy, of trust, of closeness... *I'm Innocent*... she protests... but they both know that these words are meaningless... the 'Princess' is just an act... this is her true inner self... and part of her feels that maybe... I *am* a bad girl... punish me, punish me... these thoughts, these whispers... are simply now an underlying canvas in the background as her man escalates and teases her slowly, ever so slowly... to the brink, pulling away each time, denying her release... this too, is part of her punishment !!!!"
"He drinks in her divine heavenly beauty, the 'good girl', the 'bad girl', the humanness, all of it becomes meaningless in light of the raw naturalness that is *her*... filling her with a building fire as he gazes, penetrates, *sees* *her* with his fiery gaze of passion..."
"'God... you are so beautiful...'" the hot, handsome man's voice cracks, a heated whisper, a cry of his soul that transcends their humanity for a brief moment in time that echoes throughout eternity as one they will remember for their entire lives and beyond...
"…As their eyes meet, swapping their mutual care, love, trust, he tenderly, gently, cups, cocoons her head into his embrace sending shivers that *tremor* throughout her body... amidst whispers, gentle caresses, sweet nothings... they blend into the fullness of one...
He strokes gently, interwoven with bursts of passion, all the while their divine connection is unbroken, complete... a rhapsody of joy, of transcendent feelings, of completeness, as after an endless reverie that takes them to the edge of fullness... with their constant communication, both whispered and unspoken, no words were needed in this divine union... they climax together... rising to the heavens in a day, a night... that will live on in memory as the fulfillment of what it means to love... and what it means to live... and what it means to be blessed... to be truly... human."
"…In the afterglow, her man holds her gently, softly... hers... and the Princess snuggles closer, her heart filled with indescribable feelings... was this was it meant to be alive? If so... then... she wanted more. She wanted... to live!
"'I'm not going anywhere.' Her man whispered, as he stroked and reassured, keeping her safe and sound in his arms... his eyes aglow with his concern, his care, his love for his Princess. 'I'm yours'... he whispered... 'and I...' the Princess responds demurely... vulnerable... and yet... the most courageous and strongest she had ever been... 'I am yours... please... take care of me...'"
"Her man held her closer, 'everything, my life, what I have... is yours Princess...' he spoke quietly, and with joy, with peace, with love…"