Prince Dominic
Last night he and his sister had thought of ways to win this without her reputation being ruined. His was already gone the moment he was born and there was nothing he could do to redeem his, however if their plan was to work they both needed her to remain as powerful as she was and not just magic wise but also in a political sense. What he ha not expected though was for her to be even more hungry than he was during their kiss, it was almost as if she had been starving and his lips and tongue were the only things that could satisfy her.
The kiss aside, he was also worried about the identity of this mysterious Lady that had somehow not just seen his sister allegedly kill Edward, but had also been close enough to hear them decide that Elswyth would keep the knife. He had spent a very long time, from the night they spent together with him there to give her comfort and assurance for the next day up to the kiss, wondering about who this Clarence could be and why this person was far more interested in torturing them than having them pay for the crime.
"Help me understand something your highness." She began as she softly and repeatedly tapped the table with her pen. "How does someone as smart as you are and as experienced as you are do what you did? I mean I get it if you have sexual feelings towards your sister, who wouldn't when they live the life you have lived? But just like every other forbidden love, you are smart enough to know that it should only be practiced in secret." Lady Amanda began as they walked down the hallway towards the dungeon area of the Tower. More like his dungeon since that place had not existed before he came to the Tower, and he very much doubted it would be there after he left the Tower.
"You know how boys are led by their cock and not their brains." He said dismissively as he straightened his shirt. "I don't know what I was thinking Lady Amanda."
The Chief Inquisitor looked at him for a while before she shrugged her shoulders as they entered the elevator that would lead to the dungeon much faster. "Who made you do it?" She asked bluntly as she stared deeply into his eyes. "Like I said earlier, you could be fucking your sister every other day, but you are not dumb enough to flaunt your romance in public; neither is your sister. Seeing as you both acted out of the ordinary, I would like to know why you did it."
There were 1001 things that Dominic could say to Lady Amanda but the one thing that he couldn't say was they truth. She was good, Dominic would give her that, but no matter how smooth talking she was, he would never expose his sister as a murderer. He had his doubts of course, there seemed to be something missing in the story they had told him, he suspected Curtis as the one who killed Edward, probably to save Elswyth from being sexually abused by the dick head, and then he had made the Princess promise to protect him.
Knowing his sister, she would have agreed immediately, why wouldn't she protect the guy who saved her friend from being raped? That was one scenario of course, but then again maybe his sister actually killed Edward, but regardless he was not telling Lady Amanda anything but then the matter could be out of his hands with Lady Clarence out their with information that could get his sister killed.
"We were feeling naughty." He said as he played with his fingers.
Moments later, the doors of the elevator opened and out they walked into the hallways that had the dungeon's door at the other end of it, looking as ominous at it was supposed to look. He would be lying if he said he didn't feel worried or scared by the sight of the door; one thing he had picked up in his nineteen years alive was that enclosed spaces always made him scared out of his mind, add darkness to it and the presence of someone capable of doing more damage to him and your would have him either shut down or go mad.
While they approached the door with her guards behind them, he kept wondering who Lady Clarence could be? He had seen no one in the hallway when he had gone looking for his sister, which ruled out practically everyone in the school from being this mysterious know it all. Knowing what they had done that night could be chalked up to been good with guessing, but knowing exactly where the murder weapon was, now that was not a lucky guess by any stretch. It was too specific to be a guess and too accurate, almost as if the person had been with them the whole... time.
Now he was full on suspicious, what if Lady Clarence was not a student from the outside of their little Murder Gang, what if one of them was Lady Clarence, hell what if Lady Clarence was not even a woman but a man? From his little scenario he did not suspect Elswyth and Curtis not as much as he did Derek. Derek was the only friend that Edward actually had, vice versa, which meant that it wouldn't be a stretch if he believed that Derek in his Righteousness was trying to punish them all for not turning themselves in after committing murder. Not just any murder, but murder on his best friend. Derek could be Lady Clarence.
"I have the feeling that you are lying to me, and quite blatantly might I add, but know this, I will find out that what you did regardless of your cooperation."
Dominic looked her dead in the eyes and began to make up various scenarios of what could happen should she figure out what they had done that night due to Lady Clarence. He had to find his mysterious nut-job and put an end to her reign of tyranny over her lives or run the risk of losing everything.
Keeping a poker face, he looked at the door and waited for her to open it. Moments later, she did and as he had expected, his dungeon was a dark room but not for long as it was instantly lit up with a snap of her fingers. All the candles brightly lit the room, showing him the various materials in the room aimed at doling out the maximum pain while also keeping him restrained, perhaps she wanted to converse her magical energy after casting the power intensive tracing spell. "Your father must have found out what you did already and I bet he could be on his way, but till then I have to do what he would want me to do… re-educate you."
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The walk to Dominica's room was a long and painful walk with his mind giving him solid reasons for why Derek was blackmailing them as the alter ego Lady Clarence, and his body reminding him of the torture he had just been an unwilling party to. It was no secret that the boy was the poster boy for righteousness, always trying his best to be good and just, as if there was some kind of medal he hoped to win by behaving like that. With his already well known personality, that meant that he would not be comfortable with keeping the fact that Edward was murdered by Dominica a secret for too long. If he eventually did keep it a secret, there was the high likelihood of him deciding to 'punish' them for their transgression. Add the fact that he and Edward were best friends, then you would have a very solid reason for him to pose as Lady Clarence.
Sneaking through the female dorm was not an easy feat, he had to avoid being heard by the ladies that still littered the hallways and the occasional guards that patrolled the area, at one time he had to even hide behind a plant, which was when he was reminded of the scene he and his sister had made.
He felt really bad for his sister who had felt very worried for him from the night before and had been slightly mortified after finding out that she had wanted to kiss him as much as he had wanted to kiss her, in the presence of a bunch of students who would love nothing more than a very juicy gossip that could destroy their plans to take the throne from father and give Dominic the life he deserved.
"I saw the kiss, I don't know who initiated it but girl, the kiss was hot and a bit arousing to be honest." A female Saint said as she walked past him with her friends.
"But why would the Despised Prince do that to the Beloved Princess? After everything she has done for him thus far, he had dared to bring shame to the princess' name." Another said.
"I guess he has a twisted understanding of love? But to expose his love to the public like that, he must have a death wish or something, because there is no way his father would let it slide."
"I feel bad for the guy though, hated by everyone for being born wrong and now would be punished severely for loving wrongly. Do you think the King would try new ways to kill the Prince, like boiling, drawing, flaying, dismembering once he arrives? I heard he has already sent a letter to the Head Mistress." The girl said as they passed him by completely.
The last comment by the girl was a thought that was stuck in his mind. He feared everything the girl had listed would come true which basically meant his life was indeed over. Just when he thought he had escaped being punished for Edward's death, he was now slammed with the consequences of kissing his sister.
After knocking on her door, his frantic sister opened the door and pulled him in, slamming the door beside him. The look on her face told him that she must have heard about her father's impending arrival which even she knew that it meant nothing positive.
"You only have three days to live, four days tops, I suggest we do everything we have always wanted to do without fear of being punished, what more will father do to you now that he knows about the kiss?" She asked him as his back was on the wall and her face close to his. His body was in pain and he was still bleeding from some parts of his boy, but the invitation was too tempting to refuse, so ignoring his pain he grabbed her by the waist and face and kissed her passionately.
She opened her mouth and welcomed his tongue which sent shivers down his spine and to his member, which was then followed by her climbing him like a tree, which took his hands from her face and waist to her ass. With her on him, he began to walk slowly to the bed as she peeled his shirt from him while kissing him at intervals.
As she kissed his body, she noticed his injuries and wanted to stop, but he was having none of it. He wanted this she wanted this and so ignoring his pain that was now a thing of the past, he sat down on the bed and placed her on him and kissed her lips with a vengeance. The kiss was heated and rough just like he liked it and from her eagerness to get rid of her night gown, she was even more aroused by their roughness.
Once her shirt was off, he went to her breasts and sucked on them as he had done the last time they had shared a moment as intimate as this, however something told him that this time they were going all the way. There was no stopping now, not when there was the probability that their father could kill him when he arrived; neither of them wanted him to die without them doing something they have always wanted to do, damn the consequences.
She got up and pulled his trouser down before she returned to his laps and got her sex to warm and invitingly close to his raging member. "Are you sure?" He asked her as he looked into her eyes that never left his.
"Are you?" She asked in return before she raised herself up and guided him to her sex. Slowly she descending on him and as he went deep into her warm and wet folds, he felt a barrier and had to look at her in surprise; he had no idea she was still a virgin.
She simply nodded her head in reply to his unasked question before she went all the way down on him. They both let out a moan as she sat on him for a couple of seconds for her to get used to him being inside her, after a moment or two, she began to ride him.
The sex began slowly of course but in only a minute or two, they were as wild as fuck. They began with her on him, before her tossed her to her belly on the bed and took her from behind, then he turned her around to take her while her hands grabbed his butt and back with both of her legs crossed behind him. From that position he was on his back again with her riding him as earlier but this time with her back to him for him to grab unto her breasts with one hand and take the other hand to her sex to fondle with that nub he had felt before.
Moments later, he felt it coming and so did she from the constant rise in her moans, from a soft one to a pretty loud one, good thing her room had been soundproofed. "Give it to me brother, give it to me." She said as she wrapped her hands around his head while he placed his chin on her neck slowly increasing his pace until it was quite violent.
Together, they released into each other, letting out loud moans and sighs of pure relief and ecstasy. He felt so relaxed, more relaxed than he had ever been that he simply fell on her bed with her on top of him, panting as if he had run the marathon.