Chapter 43 - Cinderella, Raya and Namaari
Cinderella's life took a wild turn when she arrived at DunBroch just a few weeks ago. The shift from her previous life as a servant to living in luxury with her own servants left her reeling.
Merida's father welcomed Cinderella with open arms, as did her three energetic and rebellious baby brothers. However, their mother, Queen Elinor, was initially cold towards Cinderella. Upon their first meeting, Elinor scrutinized Cinderella's body and coldly asked, "So this is the lassie we've thrown 500 years of peace with the clans away for?"
Merida explained the history of DunBroch, which was once part of an ancient kingdom called Kumandra, shaped like a dragon, and ruled by a beloved king. When the king grew old, he divided the kingdom among his six sons, who were supposed to support their respective lands. But the oldest prince wanted to rule the land for himself, leading to war, chaos, and ruin.
Though the war had ended, resentment between the clans remained. They maintained peace through arranged marriages between the princes and princesses of each kingdom. But Merida and Jasmine, the queen of the neighboring kingdom Agrabah, convinced Elinor to let Merida marry Cinderella instead of following tradition.
Cinderella couldn't help but feel guilty about potentially causing a war between previously friendly people. But Merida was resolute. "If war is the price of progression, then so be it," she said one night before they went to bed.
The following day, a missive arrived, notifying everyone that all the clans would assemble in DunBroch within two weeks to address the ongoing predicament.
Cinderella and Elinor felt apprehensive, but Merida appeared somewhat at ease regarding the impending gathering. She carried on with her daily routines as usual.
Merida taught Cinderella how to ride a horse, shoot an arrow, and scale the towering rocks that dotted the countryside's periphery. They shared hearty laughter and revealed their most intimate secrets to each other.
Merida confessed to having a particularly intimate relationship with her mother. Cinderella didn't judge her for it; in fact, she found it rather alluring.
"I love you, Cindy," Merida declared one day as they strolled through the forest near the castle. "I truly do. But I need you to understand that I can't be confined to just one body for my entire life. I crave exploration and variety."
Cinderella fully understood Merida's sentiments. Their love for each other was unwavering, but exclusivity was not a prerequisite.
When Cinderella and Merida weren't engaged in conversation, games, or little escapades, they were engaged in frequent, intense lovemaking. They were practically insatiable, unable to keep their hands off one another. In fact, more than once during dinner, a hand had ventured under the table to explore the other's intimacies. Their desires were unrelenting.
As the morning of the grand gathering approached, the sound of drumming and trumpeting echoed through the castle, announcing the arrival of the five clans: Heart, Fang, Spine, Talon, and Tail, all named after a part of the dragon that defined their kingdom's shape.
Merida vehemently objected to her and Cinderella's forced dressing in uncomfortable, figure-hugging formal wear, but Elinor insisted. The pair entered the sprawling hall to find it overflowing with people, organized by their respective clan affiliations and led by each clan's head.
Fergus, Cinderella, Merida, and the three brothers settled onto throne-like chairs in front of the throng of onlookers, who chatted excitedly.
Merida glanced over at Cinderella beside her and commented, "Let me tell you, Cindy, these folks are about as nutty as they come." Her grin was a mixture of amusement and unease.
Cinderella returned the smile, but her body tensed beneath her luxurious garb. She could feel the intensity of the eyes upon her.
Elinor stood tall and welcomed them all before speaking. "People of Tail, Talon, Spine, Fang, and Heart, welcome to DunBroch. I'm overjoyed to see you all."
The chief of Tail spoke up. "Nice speech, Elinor. We're here for a reason. Let's just get on with presenting our suitors for your daughter's hand."
Elinor remained composed, her voice steady. "There will be no games for my daughter's hand, and there will be no betrothal."
Whispers filled the room like hissing flames.
The chief of Fang, a young girl with a slender, muscular build, dark hair in a side shave cut, and tanned skin, looked straight at Cinderella. "This is the one, huh? The bitch ruining 500 years of harmony between the clans."
Cinderella winced, her toes curling at the sight of the angry crowd.
"The betrothal of the first-born daughter is more than just a tradition," the chief of Fang continued. "It's a promise. The exchange of blood is what keeps our country together. When one of us refuses that promise, how can we ever trust them again?"
Merida glared at her, her anger palpable.
"You really want to talk about trust, Namaari?" the chief of Heart suddenly interjected. She was a beautiful girl of the same age with long black hair and striking dark brown eyes. "I distinctly recall you stealing one of the most sacred relics from Heart."
"That gem was not yours to keep in the first place, Raya," Namaari snapped back.
"Say that again, you backstabbing binturi!" Raya hissed at her.
The crowd erupted in arguments and shouting.
Merida gave Cinderella a sidelong glance, as if to say, "I told you these folks are nuts."
Elinor had to calm everyone down once again. "Be quiet!" she shouted with authority, and the room fell silent.
"Namaari is right," Elinor continued. "My husband, King Fergus, and I have broken an ancient promise and tradition. Which is why we have decided to step down as rulers of DunBroch."
A gasp so loud it could have shattered glass filled the massive hall. Even Merida looked shocked.
"Today," Elinor continued, still composed. "We will crown our daughter, Princess Merida, as the sovereign ruler of our kingdom."
Merida looked stunned, almost tearing her dress as she stood up.
"However," Elinor said, ignoring her daughter. "Marriage is one of the pillars on which our country is built. Which is why we will also witness the wedding of Princess Merida and Lady Cinderella."
Merida looked shocked at Cinderella, who felt the urge to cry from joy.
The entire crowd was stunned, unsure of what to say.
"King Fergus and I have betrayed your trust, and we face the consequences," Elinor concluded. The room fell silent for a few heartbeats, and Cinderella felt as though she were suspended in time.
Raya was the first to speak up, her voice ringing out. "Aye!" she shouted, and soon Talon, Spine, and Namaari joined in. The crowd erupted in applause, and Merida crossed the room to plant a passionate kiss on Cinderella's lips.
Cinderella could hardly believe it. Just a few weeks prior, she had been on the brink of slavery, and now she was about to become a fucking queen.
The preparations moved swiftly. An altar was erected where the thrones had once stood, and servants hurriedly set up benches for all of the attending clan members.
Merida and Cinderella had withdrawn to their chamber. Adrenaline surged through Merida as she perched on the bed's edge.
"I can't believe my mother just did that," she said, her voice tinged with a mix of disbelief and unease. "I never wanted to be queen. Sure, Mum has been training me for the role, but I never truly listened. I simply didn't think she was ready to entrust me with the responsibility."
Cinderella took a seat beside her, her expression reflecting her own surprise and trepidation. "Just a few weeks ago, I was nothing more than a poor servant. How do you think I feel?"
Merida intertwined their fingers and offered a reassuring smile. "What if I'm a disaster as queen?"
Cinderella leaned in and brushed her lips softly against Merida's. "You'll be fantastic. And I'll be by your side every step of the way."
Her eyes sparkled with anticipation, and Merida couldn't help but notice the earnestness in her gaze. "What do you think our first royal decree should be?"
Merida tilted her head skyward, as if lost in thought. "Hmmm, let's see... What you're really asking is, who should we execute first?"
Cinderella giggled at the suggestive question. "Good question. How about that Namaari-girl?"
Merida smirked. "That could be a viable choice. Namaari is quite the troublemaker." She looked at Cinderella admiringly. "But it all depends on whether we can reach her before Raya stabs her to death."
Cinderella furrowed her brow in curiosity. "Why do they hate each other so much?"
Merida rolled her eyes. "I wouldn't use the word 'hate.' They despise each other. When they were children, Namaari pretended to be Raya's friend in order to discover the location of a sacred artifact. Then, Namaari's clan stole the damn thing."
"And they've been at odds ever since?"
"Pretty much. I hope the wedding planners are placing them as far apart from each other as possible."
Just as they were finishing their conversation, the sound of approaching footsteps filled the room. Fergus, Merida's father, strode in, his massive figure commanding the space. "They're ready for you, my dear," he said, wrapping his arms around Merida. She struggled to encompass his frame in her own.
As they embraced, Fergus turned his gaze towards Cinderella, bestowing upon her a warm smile. Cinderella returned the gesture, her heart swelling with gratitude and admiration.
The trio returned to the grand hall, where benches and tables had been arranged. A small stage stood at the front, where both the coronation and wedding ceremony were scheduled to take place.
Elinor stood beside it, her posture rigid and her facial expression devoid of emotion. Cinderella couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy around her, but after enduring her wicked stepmother for her entire life, very little could truly frighten her anymore. However, she still yearned for Elinor's approval.
A bishop in a traditional black robe took his place in front of the stage and motioned for Merida and Cinderella to approach him and stand before him.
An oppressive silence settled over the room as the bishop began to recite the wedding script. Merida reached out and entwined her fingers with Cinderella's. As they both said their "I do's" and kissed each other, a thunderous cheer erupted from almost everyone in attendance. Elinor remained stoic and composed.
"And now," the bishop formally announced, "for the coronation."
Merida lowered herself to her shins and signaled for Cinderella to do the same. The bishop presented them with two identical shiny diadems, which he placed on the heads of both Cinderella and Merida. Merida's big red curls caused the small crown to slip immediately, preventing it from staying put on her head.
"Sehm hon HELL-drr IN-um HELL-gum AYG-num ok krund ee THES-um HELL-gah STAHTH, ehk teh frahm FUR-ear U-thear," the bishop chanted in Old Norse. "Queen Merida and Queen Cinderella of DunBroch. Arise."
As the newly crowned queens rose from the floor and turned around, a deafening roar of applause filled the great hall. Even Elinor offered a subtle clap.
Merida took a step forward and appeared as though she was about to deliver an important message.
"People of Kumandra!" she exclaimed formally. After a few seconds of tension-filled silence, she gleefully added, "LET'S PARTY!"
Everyone quickly complied with Merida's first royal decree as long tables filled with food, drinks, and snacks were brought into the great hall. The people from every clan wasted no time in starting the festivities. Merida heard her father recounting the tale of how he lost his leg to the monstrous bear, Mordu. She noticed her mother's tight smile and shrugged at her.
Cinderella beamed from ear to ear as she saw her reflection on Merida's tiara. Her own crown was so beautiful that it felt like a dream she never thought possible.
Cinderella grabbed Merida, now her wife, by the arm. "I have to go tell Gus and Jaq!"
Cinderella's mouse friends from her time at the Tremaine Mansion had their own small rooms next to hers, but they had no idea about everything that had happened that day.
"Oh yeah, sure! Go do that!" Merida said and reached behind Cinderella to grab her firm ass. "But don't be gone for too long, Queen Cinderella."
Merida winked at Cinderella, who stormed out of the great hall. The cheerful sounds of the party faded behind her as she ran through the halls to find her own room. Jaq and Gus' rooms were right next to Cinderella's, so she had to pass through her own chambers to get to them. But when she opened the door, she was taken aback by what she saw.
On her bed were two young girls, barely covered by their underwear, passionately kissing each other.
"What the hell," Cinderella exclaimed out loud as she realized who the girls were.
It was Raya and Namaari, the chiefs of Heart and Fang, who had been arguing all day.
"Oh, hi!" Raya said, noticing Cinderella in the doorway.
Neither Raya nor Namaari seemed the least bit embarrassed about being caught in such a compromising position.
"Oh shit, is this your room?" Namaari asked the stunned Cinderella.
"Nice crown," Raya said, noticing the diadem in Cinderella's blonde hair. "Sorry we missed the coronation. We thought it was the best time to sneak off."
Namaari giggled.
"Don't just stand there, Your Majesty. Come on in. Have a seat," Raya said, moving aside and patting the mattress between her and Namaari to indicate where Cinderella should sit.
"I don't understand," Cinderella said as she entered the room and sat down between the two girls, who were only covered by their lingerie. "I thought you two hated each other."
Namaari smiled. "Oh, we do! We absolutely can't stand one another."
"But we found out that the loathing we have for each other actually makes things extra steamy in the bedroom," Raya added.
"Oh my god," Cinderella said, still processing the situation. "Well, I should get back to the party."
Cinderella tried to stand up, but Namaari grabbed her by the shoulder and pushed her back down onto the bed.
"Wouldn't you like to stay and enjoy yourself for a bit?" she suggested with palpable intent.
"We'd love for you to join us, Your Majesty," Raya chimed in, "considering you're the new Queen of DunBroch and all."
Cinderella felt a tinge of discomfort. "I suppose I could hang out for a little while."
"Perfect!" Raya grinned and began to trail her fingers over Cinderella's exposed thighs. "Isn't she adorable, Namaari?"
Namaari leaned in and brushed Cinderella's hair aside, studying her face. "She's so beautiful."
In sync, the two women moved closer to Cinderella's face and shared a heated kiss, leaving her feeling like an unwelcome third wheel.
Noticing her unease, Namaari teased, "What's wrong, Your Majesty? You don't like what you see?"
Cinderella chuckled nervously. "Oh, I'm just third-wheeling."
"Oh my god, we can't have that, can we, Namaari?" Raya said, her tone mocking Cinderella's discomfort.
"Definitely not!" Namaari exclaimed.
The girls proceeded to touch and kiss Cinderella's petite body, arousing her despite her reservations. Even though she knew Merida would be fine with this, Cinderella couldn't shake the feeling that it was wrong to hop into bed with strangers so soon after her wedding. But she couldn't deny the fierce desire that was consuming her.
Namaari traced Cinderella's lips with her fingers and whispered, "She has the softest lips."
"Let me try!" Raya demanded, pulling Cinderella's face towards hers and engaging in a deep, passionate kiss, their tongues entwining as they moaned with pleasure.
Namaari slipped her fingers between Cinderella's legs and stroked her inner thighs, marveling at the sight of her cute pink panties. "Oh my god, your panties are so adorable. Such a pretty pink."
Raya pulled Cinderella's dress up, revealing her matching bra. "And she's wearing a matching bra too. Such a pretty set."
The girls worked together to strip Cinderella off her clothes, leaving her naked before them. They then discarded their own bras with a flourish, displaying their youthful, alluring bodies. Cinderella stared in awe, her eyes tracing the lines of their perfect forms.
The girls turned to face each other and began to caress and tease their own breasts, their eyes locked in a fierce, erotic dance. They pinched and tweaked each other's nipples, moaning with pleasure. Then Raya leaned in and took Namaari's nipple into her mouth, sucking and licking with fervor. Namaari responded by doing the same to Raya, and Cinderella could hardly contain her desire.
The girls shared another passionate kiss, and Namaari asked if Cinderella wanted to see their pussies. Cinderella's heart raced at the suggestion, and she eagerly agreed. The girls laughed and began to slide their panties down, revealing their smooth, wet folds. Cinderella drank in the sight, her body responding with a fiery intensity.
Raya gave Namaari a smoldering look. "You know what? I've been dying to see the new Queen's impressive bust since we walked into the grand hall today."
"Me too," Namaari agreed. "I really want to lay eyes on them."
Quickly, Raya and Namaari helped Cinderella remove her bra, and they both eagerly latched onto a breast each, causing her to moan softly.
As they sucked and licked, Raya trailed her hand slowly down Cinderella's stomach and into her panties. She immediately felt the dampness. Raya giggled.
"I've heard some juicy rumors," she said as she began to circle her finger on Cinderella's clit, causing her breath to hitch. "Merida's new girlfriend is said to have the most delectable cum in all of Disneyland."
"I've heard that too," Namaari chimed in. "I'd love to experience it for myself."
Grabbing the thong straps on either side, Raya and Namaari quickly pulled Cinderella's panties off and spread her legs wide.
"Your pussy is absolutely gorgeous," Raya said, admiring the delicate pink flesh before her. "I want to taste it first."
"No way!" Namaari protested angrily. "I want to go first."
"Well, you owe me this much, binturi," Raya retorted.
"No way, you fucking slut!"
Cinderella looked back and forth between the two of them, as if she were watching a tennis match.
"Please stop arguing," she then said, her voice trembling as Namaari seemed about to slap Raya across her chest. "Raya, you can go first."
Namaari sighed heavily. "Fine. The queen's orders."
Raya moved into position between Cinderella's legs and began to devour her pussy with zeal, her tongue flicking and dancing against her sensitive clit. Namaari leaned in to kiss Cinderella passionately and played with her nipples, her lips moving in tandem with Raya's ministrations.
Cinderella moaned loudly. "Oh my god, I love how you massage my pussy with your tongue!"
"She's shaking," Namaari noted excitedly. "Make her cum!"
"Ahh ah! Oh my god, I'm cumming! Oh yes!"
As Cinderella's delicious juices flooded Raya's taste buds, she cried out in ecstasy. "Holy shit, the rumors are true! That's so fucking delicious!"
Namaari demanded a taste, and the two women swapped positions. Cinderella was so aroused that she came again almost immediately, screaming out in pleasure. But Namaari didn't stop there; she added two fingers to the mix and brought Cinderella to a third, intense orgasm, all while kissing her and playing with her breasts.
"Those juices are addictive as hell," Namaari groaned as she sucked the last remnants of Cinderella's cum from her pussy.
Breathless and spent, Cinderella suddenly had an idea. She got up and headed to the drawer next to her bed.
"I think she left it here somewhere," she muttered to herself.
"Left what where?" Raya asked, her eyes fixed on Cinderella's search.
"Aha!"
Raya and Namaari both let out excited squeals as Cinderella pulled out a massive strapon.
"Merida forgot this here," Cinderella said, holding up the enormous, ribbed dildo. "Who wants to use it?"
Raya and Namaari both shouted, "me!" and glared at each other.
"I think it's Namaari's turn," Cinderella said diplomatically, throwing the strapon to Namaari, who quickly fastened it securely to her own body. With the ten-inch cock standing proudly, she looked like a sexy Amazon ready for battle.
She settled between Cinderella and Raya, allowing the strap-on to point towards the ceiling. Cinderella didn't hesitate to straddle Namaari's thighs, inviting the rod to penetrate her.
"Raya, you can sit on my face," Namaari instructed, kneading Cinderella's large breast with her palms as she fucked her. Despite her reluctance to follow orders from Namaari, Raya complied instantly, facing Cinderella's bouncing form and pressing her pussy lips firmly against Namaari's mouth.
The two girls on top gyrated wildly, moaning and kissing each other passionately as Namaari thrust her hips and the strap-on up and down into Cinderella's waiting cunt. Her hands gripped Raya's thighs tightly. The air was thick with the scent of sex and the sound of moans filled the room.
Meanwhile, in the great hall, the party had reached a fever pitch. People were dancing, singing, and even fighting. Elinor sat alone at a table, sipping on a glass of white wine, when Merida joined her.
"Hey mum. Have you seen Cindy?" Merida asked.
"A princess always refers to everyone by their full name. Only children have nicknames," Elinor replied coldly.
"Well, I'm not a princess anymore, am I?" Merida countered, pouring herself another pint of mead. As she did so, her crown fell off her head once again. "This cursed crown won't stay on my head."
"Maybe if you combed your hair, it would be easier," Elinor suggested, just as she had done a million times before.
"Don't be ridiculous," Merida retorted and laid the crown on the table.
"You should put that back on, before someone from Talon comes and steals it."
Merida groaned and attempted to balance the crown on her unruly hair once more. "Thank you, by the way. You know, for what you did. I didn't think you thought I was ready to be queen."
"I don't," Elinor admitted quickly. "You still have a lot to learn, but I've come to realize that I'm not the best person to teach you."
"What the fuck does that even mean?" Merida demanded, taking a swig of her drink.
"A princess does not swear," Elinor almost said, but stopped herself. It was almost just an old habit for her to correct Merida whenever she did or said anything at all. "I think you and your wife will find a wonderful way to rule the kingdom together."
"Cindy? I didn't think you liked her?"
"I didn't at first. I thought you brought a servant skank from the streets home. But after observing her, I've come to realize that she belongs on a throne. And I've seen how much you adore and love her. I think she will guide you whenever you'll need it."
A broad smile spread across Merida's face as Elinor continued:
"You can be impulsive, straightforward, and actionable, which are all good qualities for a queen, but you need someone who can balance it out. From what I have seen of Cinderella, she seems calculated, graceful, and responsible."
Meanwhile, Cinderella was being relentlessly fucked by Namaari just a dozen meters away. It wasn't long before Cinderella exploded into a massive orgasm, her mouth wide open as she let out a throaty scream of pleasure, her breasts heaving with each spasm. Raya couldn't resist the sight of Cinderella's body quivering with ecstasy and came herself, flooding Namaari's pussy with her juices. The two girls collapsed on the bed, gasping for breath.
"No way! You two aren't done yet!" Namaari exclaimed indignantly.
"Of course not," Raya chuckled.
Cinderella was astonished by the seemingly endless sexual appetite of these girls.
Raya turned to Cinderella. "I've known this bitch for a long time," she said, pointing at Namaari. "And let me tell you, eating her pussy out isn't going to cut it. We're going to have to get creative."
"Oh," Cinderella replied, her mind racing. "Well, in that case, I think you should look under the bed."
"There's nothing under here but a couple of silk scarves," Raya said, peeking beneath the bed frame.
"Exactly what I'm talking about!"
"I think I like where this is going," Namaari purred, licking her lips.
"Get on your stomach!" Cinderella commanded with a smirk. "And spread out those beautiful limbs of yours!"
Cinderella was done being passive around these girls. This was her room, her palace, and her kingdom, and now she was the one making the rules.
Raya helped Cinderella tie Namaari's wrists and ankles to the bedposts. They left her arms with a bit of slack so she could lean on her elbows if she needed to catch her breath. Once they were finished, Cinderella stepped back and admired her handiwork. Namaari looked incredible, helpless and naked on the bed, her legs spread wide.
Cinderella got down on her knees and gazed deeply into Namaari's anus, right above her dripping pussy. "God yes," Namaari moaned, writhing in anticipation.
Cinderella took Namaari's butt cheeks in her hands and spread them apart, revealing the tight hole. She began to lick hungrily, her tongue darting in and out of the little opening. At the same time, she slid a finger into Namaari's pussy, her movements in sync with her tongue.
Namaari moaned loudly, her hips bucking against Cinderella's face. Raya, sensing the tension, moved to Namaari's other end and sat down in front of her, spreading her own legs wide. Namaari lifted her head and began to eat Raya out, their bodies forming a chain of pleasure.
Cinderella continued to lick and finger Namaari, driving her wild with desire. Namaari came with a scream, her body shaking with pleasure. A moment later, Raya followed suit, her body covered in a sheen of sweat and sex. Cinderella noticed Raya's eyes darting to the strapon lying on the floor.
"I think you should fuck Namaari into oblivion, don't you?" Cinderella asked Raya with a smirk.
"Oh fuck yes!" Namaari cried out eagerly.
Securing the strap-on, Raya positioned herself behind Namaari.
"Yes, Raya! Treat me like you hate me!" Namaari exclaimed.
"Luckily for you, I do hate you," Raya sneered with a wicked grin.
Slowly pushing the dildo's tip into Namaari's ass, Raya allowed Cinderella to bury her fingers inside herself.
"Oh god! Oh god, yes, yes! Fuck me, fuck me!" Namaari moaned fervently.
Raya rhythmically pumped the dildo in and out of Namaari's ass, waiting for her screams to peak before yanking it out and sliding the entire length into her pussy. The exertion had Raya breaking into a sweat as Namaari's moans reached a crescendo until she screamed her climax.
At that moment, the door burst open with a deafening crash, and a tipsy Merida strolled in with a gasp. She hesitated for a second, trying to take in the whole scene – Namaari tied and spread out on the bed, Raya donning her favorite strapon, and Cinderella with nearly her whole hand up her own pussy.
The room fell silent as Merida glared at them, her forehead wrinkled in anger. Cinderella knew she was furious.
"Are you telling me," Merida spat with fury in her voice, "that right after getting married and inheriting the power of an entire kingdom, you chose to sneak off and have wild sex with not only two dominant chiefs of our rival clans but also some of the worst enemies in the nation?"
Cinderella felt guilty. Merida had a point. She had betrayed her trust. She had gone behind her back. She didn't deserve to be here in the first place. She was convinced that Merida would divorce her immediately. And she would accept it.
But Merida took a few steps closer, her anger giving way to a smile. "And you didn't invite me?"