Sakura Trees. A mass of those pink cherry blossom Sakura trees dancing in the wind, was the first thing anybody were to noticed if they ever decided to venture there, on the highest hill, of the most re-knowned ancient part of all Japan. As picturesque as it was though, no human ever dare to go explore for many myths and legends where borne of that mysterious place. It entranced people to such an extent it was obvious a strong ominous aura encircled the entire area. Was it holy, haunted, spiritual or just evil? Well for whatever reason, no human ever wanted to find out, for vampires though it was considered the home of the most respected of all of their race, for among those trees and foliage was the building causing the unsettling atmosphere – the palace of their King and Queen.
The palace itself was no-one could ever comprehend, a dark looming castle, oppressive and strong, yet mixed perfectly with a gentle underlying feeling of ornate natural regal beauty. Of course the immense palace contained an uncountable number of rooms, the many staircases, the 3 floors beneath that was for the servants and it was even rumoured below that was a long forgotten dungeon. The epitome of it all though was the magnificent great hall – the place any Royal affairs, balls, courts or such like would take place, at the back of which on a stairway platform, two thrones of pure pure gold. Yes it was definitely a palace fit for a King and Queen.
Out of the multiple rooms, the most vast lavish of all was the Queen's bed chamber and it was here that Queen Shizuka sat admiring her immaculate reflection in her dressing table's 3 way mirror. The Pureblood's porcelain skinned face, with the pink eyes and long pure white hair stared back at her. I am so beautiful! Haha no-one else is no more so than I! She smiled smuglyas she looked over her shoulder via the mirror to the her 5 plain, dowdy common Level C ladies-in-waiting scurrying around trying to get everything prepared for tonight's Great Gala Performance that was to be held here tonight.
Shizuka usually got on well with her maids but this new one that started she absolutely hated, she was so clumsy and pathetic, she couldn't do anything right. She had completlery messed up every order that was given to her, well the ones that she actually bothered to obey. What irritated Shizuka the most though was this insolent servant didn't seem to understand that she was Queen for she treated her with no respect at all, not even the amount of respect one was expected to show a Pureblood. The said maid had been ordered to brush Shizuka's hair but instead of being gentle, she pulled the brush harshly down the snow coloured
"You inept worthless bitch! Look what you have done to me!" she yelled at the maid, shoving the no longer attached strands straight into her servants face.
"It was an accident," she replied with no remorse in her voice, shrugging her shoulders.
Shizuka angrily swirled around to examine herself in the mirror again. Checking the back of her hair, she saw it was nothing but knots, messed up plaits and bald patches. Shizukla saw red at this point and backhanded the maid so hard around the face she fell to floor. She held her slapped cheek as a tear run from her dull brown eyes.
"It is because you are jealous of me isn't it? Jealous of my wonderful hair, I mean come on look at yours!" at this Shizuka grabbed the maid's head forcing her to look at her drab lifeless brunette hair dragged back into a untidy bun, before throwing her back on the floor.
"Of you? No haha, if only you knew I got way more than you, more than you ever will have" she laughed, "I actually feel sorry for you as you are so ignorant of the real truth."
"Meaning?"
"Oh ...nothing," she started humming in a innocent but sarcastic sort of way.
"You can't keep your mouth closed can you, so I will have to show you how, " Shizuka used her kimono sash to hit her entirely in the mouth, causing the maid's fangs to cut through her lips, "you will also of course be punished for your actions against me but that I will have to save until later, maybe shaving your head in repayment, but for now I do need all the help I can for the Gala so you other 4, mend the catastrophe this wretch has made of me and you, you go sort out the glasses and the bottles of blood wine. Think you can manage that?"
She nodded and scurried off to prepare Queen Shizuka's personal refreshments for the evening. Placing the cut glass goblets on a silver tray, she filled them fully with blood, placing the bottles on a small dining trolley, she also added little tit-bits of hors d'oeuvres from the Queen's personal collection that she knew she would enjoy nibbling on. After preparation, Queen Shizuka was finally ready to go, arising from her seat, her servants following behind her with a certain one pushing the trolley behind.
Making their way along the lengthy corridor with the portraits adorning each wall, all came to a sudden stop. The poor maid at the back had her head hung low so she wasn't alert enough to stop too, causing her to smash into all the others who was bowed low, unluckily though the food and drink went all over the reason for immediate halt - King Rido Kuran
"Oh Rido dear, look at your new suit! It's ruined!" fussed Shizuka, seeing the state of his clothing, "ladies, clean him up immediatley! Nothing can go wrong tonight"
Although they rushed to help him as was their order, Rido brushed them away and walked over to one responsible for the disastrous mishap, who was now curled up over her knees, crying while the phrase, "I'm Sorry," kept repeating from her lips.
"Shizuka, who is this girl?"
"This dumb idiotic tramp is my new lady-in-waiting but I've totally already had enough of her. She incompetent, rude, disobedient and mostly disrespective! I've promised to punish her behaviour from early anyway but now oh put it this way you cheap whore, I will dismiss you from my service, assuming there is anything of you left after I've finished with you," she cackled evilly.
"No, that will not be necessary," exclaimed Rido, shocking all present, "it was myself whom she made the mess upon so I feel it should be I that punishes and reprimands her. Trust me my darling Shizuka, I can make her suffer and beg for mercy more than you can ever imagine."
"Oh yes that's a brilliant idea, Rido my darling, I'll meet you by the entrance hall," she kissed him on cheek, before departing with her faithful servants following in a neat line. It wasn't until they were entirely out of sight and earshot, that Rido turned to the grovelling girl.
"It's OK, they're gone now, drop the act," he smiled, lounging back against the wall.
She looked up slowly towards him, her hazel eyes that was previously full of tears, she scrunched up tight, opening them to reveal light azure blue orbs. Now slowly rising to her feet, her pouting lips turned up into a wide, wide smile. At exactly the same moment, both burst out into fits of laughter, as she ran towards him, launching herself into Rido's arms he caught her effortlessly, spinning her around kissing her like there was no tomorrow.
Yes it was his Midori, for you see they had been dating now for 7 months, the longest he had been with anyone besides Shizuka of course, he had even gone as far give her the title of 'his girlfriend' but of course being married and being the King at that, their relationship must be kept secret which actually only made their affair more thrilling and passionate. Every single time they met up illicitly, they had the most amazing, sensual encounters, which made them want more and more. Whether it was his apartment, her manor, his car, a hotel room, in the woods, across the kitchen table, upon the set of one of her movies, in a shower, in a hammock and even on one occasion a treehouse that ended up needing to be rebuilt, and of course that time they made out in the middle of an empty town (which of course wasn't empty when Rido arrived but that's another story altogther) neither Midori or Rido could never ever get enough of each other.
"How did you guess it was me?" Midori kissed back.
"Oh , you are a great actress, no doubt about that, you can easily fool anybody else, but no act or fake wig can stop me from recognising my baby girl," planting kisses along her jaw as he ripped the hair piece off, her deep auburn locks falling down the whole length of her back.
"I wanted to surprise you darling, I've missed you so much, a week is too long to wait, so I sneaked in as a maid," she giggled.
"Clever. Clever, my clever girl. Brains and beauty, and as much as I want to slam you down on this carpet right now and then slam right into you, I unfortunately have to attend the downstairs Gala event," he cocked his head to the side, and began to smile lustfully down at her, "yet because of you, my naughty little madam, I look like I've been in a food fight therefore missy you shall clean me up!"
Face to face, eyes starring deep into each other's, his hands supporting her butt, he carried her affectionately all the whole way to his own personal wing of the castle. They had to hide in a niche as a guest approached but luckily whoever it was passed none the wiser of the pair. He continued on to what Midori guessed would be his master bedroom judging by the large growing hard bump rubbing against her leg, but instead they entered an adjoining room that was not actually a room as such, but an extensive walk-in wardrobe. Rows and rows of railings to support his numerous designer jackets, trousers, shirts, coat etc with coat hooks, shoe racks and drawers and drawers of other clothing accessories he owned, at the end a huge mirror stood. Midori looked up confused.
"I told you that you would have to clean me up, so you are going to have to find me something new to wear my dear, so go on, undress me, find a befitting suit and then dress me up," he whispered into her ear as he put her down and gave her a gentle shove on the butt to get her going.
"Yes Your Majesty," she laughed.
Never breaking eye contact, she helped to easy the ruined black jacket of which when reached down to his elbows, Rido shrugged the rest of it down to the floor. Midori started work on his tie, undoing the knot she let it loosely hang around his collar before yanking it off in one quick motion. Her thin fingers worked nimbly to seductively unbutton his checked shirt one by one. Like his jacket he too let it slip from his arms when he helped it off his broad shoulders. Kneeling down as so to remove his trousers, after relieving him from his leather belt, her hands were firmly pressed against his groin, as if 'searching' for the zip which she 'eventually' found. Tips of her fingers hooked over the waistband of both his trousers and boxers underneath she eased them down, having a little difficulty along the way as a large obstacle stuck out right in front of her face.
"It seems someone is extremely pleased to see me again," she winked at him, taking the protruding flesh and suggestively rubbing it on her cheeks, over her face and around her mouth. Obviously she only one hand free at the moment, she used that to carry on her job of undressing Rido. Then she realised, she was also expected to remove his shoes and socks which without question proceeded to do.
"Now let's have a quick look-see." He helped her to her feet, beaming at him she started to search the maze that was his dressing closet. She picked up random clothes, measuring them against each other, picking the perfect blend of colours and fabric to create the outfit that really would make her man stand out as King! I mean come on, you wouldn't get far as a celebrated actress without having the ideal fashion sense. "I think a waistcoat should be a part of your attire tonight, a bow-tie instead of a normal tie and with this leg cut style of your trousers you need pointed toe shoes."
About to dress him ready, he took the clothing from her hand, laying all items on the top of the nearest set of drawers, I thought he wanted me to dress him? With his firm naked body of nothing but solid muscle pressing up hard against her tiny frame, he urged her body to move, walking backwards until she could go no further due to the wall.
"It's not fair for me to be naked and not you," he let his fingers trace up and down her arms.
"But Rido I can't," she blushed but with a hint of faked innocence behind, "underneath this cheap servant uniform I am not wearing not even a scrap of lingerie."
Rido lifted one closed fist up into her pretty face, he flicked his index finger up directly into her line of vision, letting her view it transformation from an ordinary finger into a long razor-sharp claw. It was a well known fact within the whole Vampire race that he had been known in the past to of sliced completely through his enemies' bone with his claws. With her eyes closed tight in fear, he made several rapid movements all over her body, causing her long black dress with white waist apron to be entirely torn into shreds, the miniscule rags dropped upon the tiled floor. His skilled fingers had not even left the slightest graze upon her angelic creamy skin.
"I believe you have a job to perform now darling," he scooped up his new shirt she had picked out for him with his claw and dangled it in front of her face. Retrieving the garment she took hold of his hand and led it down into the sleeve and after repeating the action on his other side, she pulled the shirt up his arms and in the same manner she unbuttoned them she buttoned them in the same languid deliberate fashion. Adjusting his collar for the bow-tie which she fixed with ease, followed with both his waistcoat and matching suit jacket – now to lower his parts!
"Foot up," she instructed pulling his on his socks, followed by his new boxers. Up his shins, past his knees, over his thighs until she couldn't go higher... "Baby your underwear won't stretch no more, you're too big!"
"Well you better sort it out then, hadn't you?" he smirked down at her, stroking her hair his hand moved around her cheek to her mouth, teasing it open.
Holding around the base Rido guided it into mouth which she took wantonly, bobbing her head in the exact way and to the proper speed she knew he loved, sliding her tongue up and down, kissing the head. A whole week he had been without so he simply couldn't hold back when she squeezed one of his balls the same time her dragged her fangs along his full length, he emptied his entire load down her throat which she happily swallowed. Licking him clean she continued to finish her venture to clothe him. Finally, down to the last accessory, she found a leather belt but before she could thread it through the waistband loopholes, his hand grasped her wrists suddenly to stop her.
"No, no belt," picking her up, he lifted her up to one of the higher coat rails, using bis former discarded tie he secured her hands over the top. There she swung naked for him to take full advantage. But I've just gone to all that trouble to get him ready for the Gala, I hope he doesn't want to 'indulge his fancies' again, he is already an hour late! Walking up to her, he deliberately dragged the leather belt behind him, "I haven't forgot that you need to be severely punished for what you did."
"It's not my fault I irritated that bitch, she has my man, you don't expect me to be polite do you?"
"Even so, you still need to be punished baby and this belt will play a major part in it. See you later my little honeybunch," he winked, kissed her hard and departed to the Great Hall, making sure to lock the door behind him.
Such a great actress isn't she?