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The young prince was training with his men when a Royal caravan arrived at the gates.

In the midst of hand to hand combat he spied a glimpse of the woman who he knew was going to try and win his heart.

His eyes lingered on her long dark hair and deep purple eyes and he forgot where he was for a brief second.

The princesses’ own breath caught in her chest as she watched the man she was going to win over, take a kick to the side of his head.

He awoke in the arms of a goddess, “Disha” she said with concern in her deep, beautiful eyes.

He laughed and slowly rolled up to his feet. He kissed her hand gently and turned to face the soldier who had knocked him out. 

“Always keep your head about you in battle gentlemen. No matter how tempting the distraction. Extra rations for a well earned victory.”

The prince’s men cheered loudly. He was always true to his word and he was as good a commander as they could ask for. A reputation built over the last 4 victories in the Wilderness.

But they also knew as well as anyone how easy it was to let the mind slip in his current position. He had to choose a wife in the next few months.

The men, just like their leader, hoped it would be an easy decision this time. Then the princess from the northern kingdom arrived and everyone held their breath.

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Princess Disha:

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Princess Natalya, of the Northern kingdom:
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The next six months blurred together as the prince and his lovers figured themselves out.

The northern princess, with her radiant blonde hair and piercing blue eyes ravished the prince in bed. Her nails left traces of their passion for the more gentle Eastern Princess to discover.

Princess Disha was rubbing a floral smelling balm over the Prince’s back one night when he began to kiss her toned stomach. She breathed deeply as his lips found their way up her body.

“I have to choose” he said quietly in her ear. His hand finding its way into her underwear, stroking her clit gently, “and I don’t know if I can.”

The beautiful brunette princess sucked in a breath as she mounted him and kissed him deeply.

“I will fight her. I will kill her. We will rule this kingdom together.”

A few weeks later, the young prince awoke in the arms of the northern princess. Her naked chest was pressed against his and he hands explored the curves of her toned back. They kissed each other deeply as he slipped into her. Her little gasp and giggle turned him on even more as they trust against each other in the king size bed. 

It was the day the prince had to choose.

He left the Northern princesses’ room and knocked on Princess D’s door. She smelled her rival on him immediately. But she just laughed and took him into her arms.

Before the day was over her rival would be begging for mercy. Mercy she wouldn’t give.

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Dusk shone through the red and gold stain glass windows of the prince’s room. It was a vast space, in one corner was a table with the map of the kingdom and its conflicts laid across it. Opposite the table was his luxurious bed, and a door to the showers in the castle basement. The prince stood at his windows overlooking the capital when his assistant announced the first princess.


Disha strode into the room

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She smiles as she approaches the prince, kissing him deeply as she presses her hips against him. His hands wander through her soft red dress. She whispers in his ear as he kisses her neck,

“This kingdom is ours. I love you, and I will kill for you.”

The prince inhales deeply as his hands explore her curves and Disha melts into his kiss.

Just as the prince and his brunette lover start to get lost in each other, the door of his room is thrown open. The servant has no time to announce Princess Natalya before she dismisses him,  striding towards her future husband, hands running through her hair and violence glittering in her electric blue eyes. She smiles dangerously as her rival removes herself from the prince, her fingers lingering on his erection.

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Princess Natalya kisses her king deeply, already competing with Disha. The blonde goddess guides the princess’ hands under her black panties. His fingers slide inside her and make her gasp in a giggling surprise as they kiss.

“Choose me, my king” she smiles as she whispers in his ear. “I love you, and I will kill for you”.

“I love YOU,” the prince responds, kissing her neck, feeling her shudder against his body.

The blonde princess pulls away from the prince and smiles, her hands disappear behind her back as her bra falls on the ground. She looks to her rival, her breasts offering a challenge, her nipples hardening.

Disha strips her top off as well. She breaths deeply as she approaches her rival.

The princesses collide.

They scream in excitement and frustration as their hands claw each other’s breasts, their toned legs wrapping around and thrusting at each other, trying to find an opening. Both women had been training in their palaces since they were of age. Each knew how to inflict pain in any number of ways.

They stripped each other’s bottoms off as they threw each other around the room. Between slapping and clawing, both women tore at each other’s pussies. Natayla gained the upper hand for a moment when she kisses Disha deeply. The brunette, shocked and letting out a soft moan as the blonde’s fingers turn pleasurable, kisses her back before she is violently thrown against the prince’s dresser, losing consciousness. 

Disha woke up to the prince and her rival fucking hard. The prince smiled as his hands squeezed the blonde princess’s perfect ass as she gasped in ecstatic pleasure. Never forgetting her training, the victorious blonde princess whispers in her king’s ear,

“I’ll be right back love”.
 
Natalya turned around and started to strut towards the downed brunette princess, glancing behind her with a smile for her future king, her hands running through her golden hair.

Disha sucked in a breath and launched a kick into the blonde’s pussy as Natalya let out a painful yelp. The dark skinned princess scrambled to the blonde, deflecting her hands and mounting her. The brunette’s perfectly manicured nails dig deep into Nat’s breasts as the blonde’s eyes begin to show panic.

The beautiful blonde princess is overmatched by her rival. After a flurry of punches the blonde is laid out, spread eagle, struggling to breathe.

Her eyes wander, and she sees Disha grab an ornate knife from above the prince’s bed.
Natalya struggles to rise but she is pinned again by the brunette goddesses, who raises the knife above her head and drives it between the blonde’s heaving chest.

The blond princess catches Disha’s hands holding the knife. Her adrenaline is pumping as she tries to prevent the blade from penetrating her heart.

Disha applies her full weight, driving the knife slowly between the blonde’s heaving, sweat covered breasts. Their nipples begin to rub and squeeze against each other as the knife falls lower and lower. The sweet blonde begins to beg, the tip of the knife just barely touching her skin. Disha yells, and gives one last push.

Natayla cries out in agony and frustration, her body gives way as her vision begins to blur. “No, not like this…” she tries to rise but her strength has left her.

She barely registers as Disha slowly rises, places her foot on her breast, and raises her arms in triumph, and beckoning the prince to her. 

The prince rises from his seat and approaches his new queen. She steps over the dead blonde, her foot crushing the defeated princesses breast.


The prince guides his new queen to their bed as the servants take the useless body down into the furnace.