The Glinda Knights are an elite unit within the Britannian Military forces. They were founded by the 88th Imperial Princess Marrybell mel Britannia in response to The Order of the Black Knights and their efforts to topple Britannia's rule over Area 11, Japan. They are an all-female unit, and though their practices are kept confidential from the public, they have secrets even members of royalty are not privy to. The only thing people seem to know about the Glinda Knights are this: if you're a woman, you'll want to join them. While the pilots are able to use experimental frames that have been upgraded from regular frames, that's not the first thing that current members mention to potential recruits. With a blush, they would say "The best thing isn't the money, the prestige, the Knightmare Frames or fighting for your country, it's the ... ahhh ... sisterhood. I love it!" These recruits were always confused, but they quickly understood what they meant and never looked back on their former lives.
Marrybell mel Britannia was inspired by many powerful and successful military units of the past. The Amazons of Greece were all powerful women, but she took special interest in the Spartan Army and the Sacred Band of Thebes. Same -sex couples within the ranks promoted unity and power on the battlefield. As such, her Glinda Knights were encouraged to find sisterhood and love within the ranks. To her pleasant surprise, not only were her guidelines accepted, her knights reveled in it. She couldn't turn a corner without finding two or more girls in a lover's embrace. Soon enough, her sexy knights were just having sex in the base without regard for location or privacy. Perhaps their fearless leader encouraged it when she designed the pilot suits to be skimpy and expose more skin than the normal suits. Though her concept of free love among women was taken to an extreme, the princess loved it all and actively engaged with her followers whenever she had free time. The princess wouldn't stop them if they groped her, or kissed her in passing. In fact, she loved it. She was both a leader and lover to them, and it made them very loyal to her and happy to work with and for her.
Marrybell was a beautiful young woman with flowing pink hair typically tied in a ponytail and violet-colored eyes. She wore a unique type of the Glinda Knights uniform. While it wasn't the normal uniform, she wasn't the only one who wore it. It was optional, and many girls took it up. She wore a cape, black on the outside and red on the inside with gold trimming. Her one-piece uniform had white gloved sleeves, and a tight red suit that hugged her voluptuous body, exposing her ample cleavage, hips and thighs, with a gown flowing behind her that didn't cover her front, all of it framed with gold trimming. She wore white boots that just reached her thighs. Interestingly, she had a gold crest found on the Britannian flag on her crotch. She, and many others who wore the more revealing uniform, wore it only within their base of operations. Outside, they wore a normal uniform. All of it to hide just how close the Glinda Knights were. Even those who chose to wore a more covering form of the suit kept the secret, because they too found lovers among the knights.
The Glinda Knights first mobilized months ago, and things were going increasingly well. Their last battle however left much to be desired. Though they won against the Black Knights, Marrybell's own Head Knight, Oldrin Zevon, broke rank while they were carrying out an important strategy. The betrayal stings all the more due to Marrybell and Oldrin being childhood friends and lovers. To be sure, they had sex with other girls, but they remained loyal and in love with one another. Though they won, her lover broke rank. There was freedom and love in her order and it fostered unity on and off the battlefield, so for anyone to go off on their own was unacceptable and such actions had to be addressed, especially as it was the first time it had ever happened. The princess immediately called for an assembly of the senior knights in her audience chamber, and specifically named Oldrin to appear before her.
Marrybell settled in her throne, similar in appearance to the Emperor's own. Behind her hung a large banner of the Glinda Knights. The room itself was grandiose with numerous other banners between columns. Banners representing the knights, the Britannian military, and the Holy Britannian Empire itself flanked the walls and lead up to Marrybell herself. Though the room was frequently used for less formal affairs, it was still a room to be respected given its actual use. The large doors opened and the knights arrived, lead by Oldrin. Behind her was Sokkia Sherpa, Marika Soresi, Liliana Vergamon and many other women, most of them dressed in the more risque uniforms. They all stood before their commander and bowed with respect and reverence. "Your Highness." Oldrin announced them. Oldrin was just as sexy as her lover Marrybell with long flowing blonde hair tied in pigtails with red ribbons, and sharp green eyes. Her uniform was the same as Marrybell's, except it lacked the cape, and she had long coat tails instead of a gown. The other difference was the crotch of her suit, it was more narrow and covered far less of the knight's pelvis, making it easier for the princess of any other girl to gain easier access to her.
The atmosphere was tense. As free and happy as things normally were on base, it was still a military base and things could get very serious very quickly. Marrybell noticed Oldrin's stiff nipples poking through her suit, and as much as she was enticed, her duties came first. "Rise Oldrin, and account for your actions today." The princess ordered with a commanding tone. The knights rose to their feet, and all but the Head Knight went to their spaces by the columns, forming single-file lines. The blonde knight cleared her throat and stood at attention. "I saw a supply unit and intercepted it. We managed to secure valuable enemy intel and kept supplies from our enemies." She dutifully reported. The princess rested her head on her hand, giving an air of a bored and annoyed royal. "You broke rank to pursue your own objective, leaving the rest of us to carry out a tactical strategy without our Head Knight. How do you account for this, Oldrin Zevon?" The princess demanded in a montone voice. "Your loyalty has never been in doubt, but this action is questionable, and it cannot be permitted. We will not set a precedence for other knights to fly off on their own, pursuing their own goals with no regard for ranks and orders, and their own personal safety. We fly as a group, or not at all." She declared.
Oldrin finally understood what was happening. Marrybell was genuinely upset, but not just about her breaking ranks. "I'm sorry, Your Highness. I was too eager to face the enemy and endangered not only myself, but my fellow knights. Worst yet, I disappointed you. For that, I sincerely apologize." She bowed low, hoping to make her princess feel better. The knight rose after a few moments and saw no change of expression in Marrybell. "You must prove how sorry you are, and actively make it up to not only me, but to all of the knights you abandoned on the field of battle." The princess commanded her. As Marrybell's childhood friend and lover, Oldrin knew exactly what to do to put her princess in a better mood. She took a casual stroll towards the throne, swaying her hips with each step, to stand directly in front of the imperial princess. "If my words will not sway you, then my actions are needed." The knight leaned down, drew her leader's face towards her with a finger to her chin, and gave her a soft and tender kiss.
The atmosphere and mood slowly eased. The two lovers kissed, and soft moans could be heard from them. Oldrin pulled her face away and smiled warmly. "Perhaps Her Highness would allow me to bare my heart against hers, so that she might feel my true intentions." The blonde knight suggested. Marrybell kept her stoic expression, making it obvious to Oldrin and anyone else who really knew her that it was just an attempt to get her Head Knight to try harder. The princess rose to her feet and allowed her knight to touch her. Oldrin placed her hands on the exposed sides of Marrybell's large breasts and caressed her soft and supple skin as she moved her hands beneath the fabric of the princess' suit. Once she moved them far enough, she pushed the suit aside and fully exposed the pink-haired knight's ample chest. Her hands lingered for a moment or two longer, gently groping her lover in full view of the senior knights, all of whom enjoyed the regular sight of the two lovers enjoying themselves.
Oldrin didn't give much ceremony when pulling aside her own top, doing it in one quick motion. Of course, Marrybell kept her eyes locked with her knight's, not betraying any emotion. She wanted the blonde-haired girl to work for it. Oldrin pushed her breasts against Marrybell's and rested her hands on the princess' hips, bringing the two even closer. "I will never betray you, Princess Marrybell mel Britannia. Never again will I leave your side. You should feel the truth in my heart when it is so near yours." The knight spoke. Obviously it wasn't her heart the princess felt, but her words were sweet enough to gain her some favor with the annoyed commander. "Very well, as long as you-" Before she could finish, her knight stole her lips, giving her a deep and loving kiss to seal their reconciliation. This seemed to be a cue for the rest of the knights to let loose and enjoy themselves while watching their leaders make up.
Marika Soresi and Liliana Vergamon, two senior knights in their female-only order, were close partners and comrades. They were originally part of the Valkyrie Squadron, an elite unite directly serving the Knight of Ten Luciano Bradley. While Marrybell was recruiting for her Glinda Knights, she poached the two of them for her ranks. Though Luciano resisted this, she was the imperial princess and he had no choice but to relinquish the two knights. At first, they were more than a little dejected by the forced transition, when they saw what the Glinda Knights were really like, they threw themselves at their work and never looked back. Their former boss was a monster anyway, and sexy girls were way better. Though they were simply friends and colleagues in the Valkyrie Squadron, and despite the fact that Marika is married to a man, the two soon became lovers. Though like Marrybell and Oldrin, they would occasionally partner up with other girls.
Liliana and Marika wore the more daring suits that revealed more than they covered, especially as they sat on the floor leaning against a column and in their own lover's embrace. Liliana had long blonde hair and green eyes, and between the two of them, she had a larger bust. Marika had short brown hair and sky blue eyes, and she enjoyed her lover's larger chest quite often. They pulled their suit tops aside, exposing their own large and pillowy breasts for one another to touch and grope as they made out. Marika reached between Liliana's spread legs and pushed aside her suit, directly touching and rubbing her already wet slit. Their moans were easily drowned out by the other knights who either paired up with one or more girls, or who kept to themselves and enjoyed the view of a room full of sexy knights enjoying themselves.
Marrybell and Oldrin briefly stopped themselves and looked around the room and noticed that all sense of decorum had broken down, and neither were really surprised. The times when they acted truly professional outside of mission briefings and during actual missions were rare. The princess dropped all facade of being angry and gently caressed her lover's cheek. "Just promise me you won't fly off again, okay?" It was a request and not an order. The knight smiled and nodded. "I will. I promise. I won't leave your side again." With that said, they shared another brief kiss, cut short only when Oldrin pulled Marrybell's suit top over her shoulders and pushed it down around her waist. With a sly grin, the knight knelt down and pulled her suit and boots off, then made her sit back down on her royal throne completely naked. "A royal body that all should worship." Her lover praised, looking down at her nude form.
Marrybell raised an eyebrow, then placed her arms on the throne's armrests and spread her legs. "Then worship me, my knight." She teased. Their ranks and titles had little meaning when it came to their relationship. They were equals in all things. Even so, Oldrin went to her knees and caressed her lover's soft thighs as she leaned her head forward and dragged her tongue along the princess' warm and wet flower, tasting her sweet nectar. Her taste, her scent, her sweet moans, Oldrin lived for them all. She bore her tongue past the pink-haired girl's lips to taste her depths, gaining an even louder moan from the princess. Her own fingers were down below, pushing her suit aside so she could rub herself as she licked her princess. Marrybell's moans of pleasure soon turned into whines of frustration and she abruptly stopped her lover. "Stand up, I want you. Now." She ordered.
Oldrin leaned back and smirked. She loved it when Marrybell got impatient and started throwing around her authority. It was cute. So she stood up and moved backwards, and let her hands fall to her sides, leaving her wet slit exposed to the princess. In a nice turnabout, the imperial princess herself went to her knees and hungrily lapped at her knight's flower, making the girl moan loudly. Oldrin peeled herself out of her suit and Marrybell helped her with her boots, leaving her just as nude in what should have been a room that exuded the authority of their order and their empire as a whole. Given how their order really acted off the battlefield, filling it with the sounds of girls in the throes of ecstasy was appropriate for them.
Marrybell and Oldrin sat in front of the throne, one leg over the other with their flowers pressed together, rubbing against each other as they embraced and kissed. Their sweet moans were muffled by their passionate make out, their tongues mingling together once again. Off to the side was Sokkia Sherpa, a tactical and brilliant member of the Glinda Knights with long green hair tied in a short side ponytail, and blue eyes. She stripped her skimpy uniform off entirely like the princess and her Head Knight, whereas others merely pushed some parts aside to touch themselves or others. Sokkia was Oldrin's wingwoman and most frequent sexual partner outside of Marrybell herself. Her fingers plunged into her dripping flower, thrusting in and out as she watched the two make love. Her other hand lifted her large breast, allowing her to suck on her erect nipple while she imagined what she would do to Oldrin the next time they were together.
The princess and knight continued to rub against one another under the lustful gazes of a few girls. Their voices raised in pitch, signaling how close they were to release. Their movements became faster, and their hands wandered to one another, groping each others chest. Oldrin playfully flicked Marrybell's nipples with her fingers, then gently pinched and pulled on them, making her whine in response. The princess moved one of her hands down between them to tease her knight's clit between her fingers, making the blonde girl squirm and whine as well. It didn't take much for them to share a powerful climax, ending their kiss just to give voice to the waves of ecstasy that washed through their trained bodies. They held one another close again, sharing their heat and arousal as they rode their much-desired orgasm.
The two lovers settled down and moved to sit against the throne's legs, holding hands and casting loving gazes at one another. "Am I in any actual trouble, or was all this foreplay?" Oldrin asked, lightly chuckling. Marrybell sighed. "No, and not at first." The princess began. "This was meant to be a real hearing, but you just had to flirt with me, and you know I can't resist your flirting." She concluded, playfully sticking out her tongue. Her knight giggled and leaned closer to suck on her tongue before giving her another kiss. "Fine, consider me properly punished and my lesson learned." The blonde girl teased. "Is that so?" Her princess disagreed and decided to do something about it. She pushed the blonde knight from the side and pinned her on her back, only causing her to laugh.
Marrybell gave Oldrin another passionate kiss hovering over her, their chests pressed together. One of her hands moved downwards, finding the knight's warm and wet slit. Knowing exactly what was happening, Oldrin's hand had already reached Marrybell's flower. The two then began to rub one another, their moans joining the other knights' to echo around the room again. More eyes were glued to them, watching the erotic display as they played with themselves or other girls, and wondering when they might get a turn with one or both of them. The princess and her knight looked out of the corner of their eyes, seeing the lustful gazes of their comrades, and happily concluded that their 'Hearing on Oldrin Zevon's Insubordination' wouldn't end quite so soon.
Author's Notes: A relatively shorter chapter about a different sort of Glinda Knights, one that's all female and all yuri, with an open policy on love, so give thanks to the commissioner Androck. Not much to say here, Oldrin breaks rank to pursue a different target during battle and pisses off her superior/lover Marrybell. What was supposed to be a proper hearing turned into sex that everyone could enjoy, as all hearing involving sexy girls should.
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