Yes, yes, tournaments for the heroes of who knows what border dispute between Woodland Elves and The Empire. Beer flowed, rowdy men laughed, burped, knelt drunkenly in front of their princess and offered me flowers and trinkets. Just lovely. With maidenly smile and sweet words, I hurried the ceremonies forward - I had something I really wanted waiting for me at the bathing chambers.

"Finally alone together." I purred, leaning back as I was sitting at the edge of large, steamy pool. The whole room was almost like a Sauna, and even in this humid, cloudy environment you managed to look so stupidly stunning. Even if your pretty, perfect face was buried between my legs, obediently lapping your new Mistress. Daddy sure had you blackmailed somehow!

I grabbed your flowing, long, blond locks and forced you to look upwards to my eyes. It wasn't fair how beautiful the Elves are. Knowing, large blue eyes looked at me with certain sorrow and serenity, and only thing to soil your perfect beauty was my juices coating your delicate lips. I felt like slapping you. In fact, why not?

Slap!

Sharp, stinging voice echoed in private bathing chamber, and relished the feeling of complete control of you. "That's for flirting with the guards, princess." I cooed with unfair accusations and drunk feeling of absolute power over something so pretty. A royal Elf princess - all mine!

"Back at it." I bluntly commanded, pushing your head against to my crotch. Gently, I also I rubbed your long, sensitive ears with finger or two idly. I'd never had chance to confirm if they were that sensitive, actually. And as expected from being at least two hundred years older than me, you didn't shame yourself with lewd reactions.

But by the Gods, those knife ears blushed so cutely!

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This time, women only please.

I'm new to playing dominant, so if you'd like to flip the roles (or races), be my guest! If you are a guy, check my other RPs if you prefer still playing with me despite this being only for women.

Either way, this is likely a slice of life story between spoiled, bratty human princess (me!) and older, wiser, beautiful and eternally serene, chaste and prideful Elf lady - princess, warrior, queen, priest, you name it! The complete contrast of who should be in charge and who is makes the story, I think.

I'm open to variety of long term plans. Genuine affection, role reversal and slow burn corruption and revenge, something else. Happy to discuss more!