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“Damien is a prideful boy, and the quarrels I’ve had with him have only served to strengthen his resolve. If you are successful, he may take you as a lover, but he will not seek separate from his wife.” He had continued saying. “Thankfully, the girl is different. Ava is sweet, sensitive, and will be prone to jealousy. Really, she is very much just a child. Turning the newlyweds against one another would be the only chance we doggy style have at manipulating them to annul their marriage.” Sylvia shuddered at that, and rubbed her arms as she remembered the Marshal’s suggestion of allowing Ava to catch her abed with Damien. Just the thought of that made her anxious. She was attractive, yes, and japanese precociously talented in the arts of sexual pleasure. But this was the King they were talking about. It didn’t matter that Damien and his new Queen were just children, what Girard was asking of her was treason through and through. And yet... did Sylvia care about that very much? After all, Girard did promise her riches, and a asian position at court that far exceeded the lowly station of her own father. Ever since she had been a little girl, Sylvia did always dream about becoming a beautiful maiden in the court of the King, which had always been unattainable with the influence her father had. Did she really have another choice, now that her dream was finally within reach? Not at all. Surely, the risk her mission posed had to be worth it. The King was still under the Marshal’s regency, after all, and had not yet obtained his full powers as monarch. For the most part, besides his retinue of Royal Guards, Damien had zero support behind him, and was as much of a King as a clawless and toothless bear was a beast. If Sylvia played her cards right, the King would prove to be a mere harmless boy, helpless to resist her charms just as so many other boys had been. And with that in mind, Sylvia smiled to herself as she watched the gentle sea sparkle under the starlight of the night sky. As I looked in the mirror I appreciated my figure, my long legs, a somewhat shapely but not fat ass, a rather thin waistline and my perky C cup breasts, with a head of long blond hair to top it off. My pussy was adorned with a short neatly trimmed strip of public hair and already dripping in anticipation of what was to come. My name is Emily and I was 23, I had always liked the way I looked the kind of classic beauty that men would stare at if I walked past. The mirror was in the changing room of a high end designer clothes store in a shopping center on the rich side of town. I hadn't really paid attention to what the stores name was only the expensive looking dress I saw in the window the tag on it read $960. This was the newest in a long series of stores I had visited to steal from, a habit I had picked up as a young teenager and never quite grown out of, if anything I had grown into it. The thrill and the adrenaline of it is what I live for, the fear Hardcore of getting caught, the increase in heartbeats whenever someone walks by the changing room. It was enough to drive me crazy. But as time went on simply stealing wasn't enough, my actions got bolder and as I began exploring my body in my younger years, so too did I explore my habits taking risks in public places and masturbating in the change rooms I stole Brunette from, my tastes branching out to further feelings of exposure and depravity. One such time about 2 years ago, almost by complete accident I had discovered something that gave me even more of a thrill than stealing and masturbating. I had set out like normal, having had a large lunch, I set out to a store within the shopping center, chosen something nice and set off towards the change room. There was only one changing cubicle and I stepped in quickly making sure none of the sales girls saw what i was wearing before I went in. My normal activities ensued as I stripped off taking my time and savoring the moment, the feeling of vulnerability and risk of exposure as I began touching myself. Stroking a finger in a circle around my clit, I looked through a crack in the door at the people walking past the changing rooms, going about their day completely oblivious of the girl masturbating before she walked out with $120 with of clothes. I slowly began probing into my quickly moistening pussy, with two of my fingers working myself up to a familiar rhythm. It was about then that I noticed how full I felt, the meal I had before included a large coke and it had already made its way through my body. 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