“It’s breathtaking. Will it be suitable for tonight’s guests, I know Kai said they would all be naked?” My eyes kept being pulled towards my tits on display, suddenly feeling overcome with nerves.
“You look wonderful, and they should understand that you went as comfortable as possible. They do know that not every race is nude all the time, but Nymphs being Nymphs, they want instant access to everything,” she laughed as she said this, and I couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Thank you, Sage, for everything,” I spoke, as she began walking towards the door.
“You’re welcome, Your Majesty,” she said, pulling the door open. “You have three very naked men, awaiting you, and I suspect the Nymphs will be arriving soon.” She waved goodbye, as she closed the door behind her.
I stood looking at my reflection for a moment longer, and realized I needed to do something with my hair. Pulling the blond curls up, I pinned them in place with the bobby pins on the vanity, leaving a few stray curls to fall to my shoulders, but not all the way down my back. Once done, I stood up straight and walked barefoot to the door. Fuck shoes, if I had to be nearly naked, well then, barefoot was the way to go.
Opening the door, I walked out with my head held high, and Sic about fell over. Kai’s mouth dropped open like he was trying to catch flies, and Emot ignored them both, while walking up to me. “You look ravissshing. Ssshall we?” Holding out his arm to escort me, I couldn’t help but notice both his cocks were hard.
We led the way down the stairs just as the guards opened the castle’s large doors. A very naked Nymph King, his son, and ten beautiful women walked in, full sized. He smiled as we approached and bowed low once I reached his side. “Your Majesty, you look lovely. Might I escort you from here?” This last question was more to Emot than me.
Emot relinquished my hand and the Nymph King and I walked into the great hall. The room was beautifully laid out with white tablecloths and china plates. It felt like my mother’s Christmas dinner, only with lots more people. There were people stationed around the room, and several women holding pitchers. The Nymph King walked me towards the head of the table and pulled my chair out. “How is it that I can understand you without the crown?” I asked softly, as he pushed my seat in.
His hearty laugh accompanied his words, as the others began to take their places at the table, “When we are in full Nymph form, we can only speak with other races through the crown. When in humanish form, we can actually speak normally, we understand you just fine in Nymph form, however, we cannot respond in anything but Nymphish.” He took his seat on the side of the table, sitting across from his son.
“What do I call you, Your Majesties?” I asked both of them, as the serving girls began filling glasses.
“Oh, my name is Nysali, but you can call me Ny. This is my eldest son, Hyllis.” The pride in his voice was evident when he said eldest son, and I remembered that male Nymphs were rare.
“If you don’t mind me asking, how many sons do you have?” He smiled as the servers began to bring out large platters of roasted veggies and raw fruits. One platter was covered in nothing but what looked like seaweed.
Once all the plates were deposited, Emot spoke up from his seat down the table. “We took the liberty to do this family style so that you could all choose what you would like to eat. There will also be several delicate fish platters, if you so choose,” Ny smiled as Emot spoke, and waved his hand for everyone to begin.
“At present, I have eleven sons, and seventy of my wives are currently in various stages of pregnancy. I have three thousand three hundred and eight nine daughters.” I felt my eyebrows lift at hearing how many daughters he had. He laughed heartily as he noticed my face, placing some seaweed and roasted asparagus on his plate. “Nymphs are a prolific lot, and when you have a thousand wives, well, many children are going to happen.” He laughed once more and then offered me the seaweed. “It smells wonderful, as if it was prepared the way we do it.”
“Emot prepared the meal, Your Majesty,” I spoke, as I took a small bite, I had never eaten seaweed but didn’t want to offend our guests, so I would try some.
“Oh Tsk. It’s Ny, since this it to be a family style dinner let us not stand on formality Margaret,” he spoke happily, as he took small bites of food. “I do hope your Emot has planned octopus, it has been many years since I have had it prepared the basilisk way, and it is by far my favorite.”
“Please call me Maisie,” I spoke, while looking to Emot. His slight nod had me turning back to the King with a smile. “I do believe it was prepared, and if you would like, we can have it brought out.” I took a sip of my drink and strange bubbles shot up my nose making me sneeze. “Pardon me.”
“No need, the fizzy Sprite makes me sneeze too sometimes.” He took his own sip before continuing to enjoy his food. I picked up my fork and stabbed a small piece of seaweed and placed it in my mouth. The texture was odd but not unpleasant, and the flavor was out of this world. It had a distinctly Asian flavor with a mellow sweetness that was a perfect foil for the vinegary taste. The rest of the table talked as we ate with conversations about everything from mating rituals to human movies.
I drank two more glasses of the Sprite, before realizing I was feeling somewhat odd. My tongue felt thicker, and the room was tilted ever so slightly. I watched one of the Nymph women duck down under the table for a moment, and then heard a bang on the underside. I couldn’t help but duck down, only to see her bobbing her head up and down the Prince’s cock. Blushing, I sat back up and downed my third glass of Sprite. “I thought this was a soda, why do I feel funny?”
Sic laughed at my question, as two men brought out a mass platter of octopus and placed it in the center of the table. “Sprite isn’t a soda, it is called that because it is a fizzy wine brewed by the Sprites. Did you know Sprite means spirit, and Sprites brew spirits?” He laughed at his bad joke causing me to realize I wasn’t the only one who probably had more than enough.
Ny gleefully rubbed his hands together as the server carved a large portion of octopus off for him. Placing it before him, and a second plate in front of me, he smiled and yelled, “Dig in!” I cut a small bite of the tentacle off and popped it into my mouth. I had tried more new foods tonight than in all my life, and even this was amazing.
I watched the others devour their portions as the King asked for seconds. “Did you know the combination of seaweed and octopus is an amazingly wonderful aphrodisiac?” My fork clattered to my plate as one of his wives rose and walked towards the end of the table only to sit in his lap. I think my eyes bugged out when she began to rise and fall while he continued to eat bites.
Another woman crawled under the table and Emot jumped up swiftly as a hand tried to follow. “Your Majesty, I am aware that it is custom, but I would prefer to refrain, if only out of difference to my Queen.” The others repeated the sentiment, just as the woman bouncing on the king’s lap moaned. I could feel the blush on my face as I tried to ignore what was going on next to me.
He pushed her off his lap as he went for thirds on the octopus. “No offense taken.” He said something I couldn’t understand and the woman who had been on the floor rose and took the now vacated lap of the king. By the time dinner was over all five of his women had ridden the King and the same with his son. My blush was so intense even my breasts were red, and the room was almost spinning from the drinks I had consumed.
It was late into the night before the King and his family left, but they seemed in very good spirits. Kai had to help me stand as the alcohol went to my head. Once they were gone, Emot and Sic disappeared upstairs singing oldies from Earth, and leaning heavily on one another.
I swayed a bit until Kai scooped me up and began to head towards the stairs. “Wait. I would like some fresh air,” I slurred, causing him to change his direction towards the courtyard.
“Are you alright?” he asked, as he sat down on the same stone bench we had been on this afternoon.
“I think so, just a bit tipsy,
” I said, while looking into his blue blue eyes.
“Thankfully, the Sprite doesn’t last long, now the giants brew is an ale that will have you drunk for a week, if you drink too much.” He tucked me close to his chest, keeping me warm. His naked skin tantalizingly close.
I traced my hand along the chiseled plane of his chest, until his hand captured mine. “Please don’t, because I know that we have both had too much to drink.”
I sighed in disappointment. “But what if it’s what I want. Not the whole mating thing, but just normal human sex.”
“For one, I can’t guarantee that a mating won’t take place, not in my current state. For two, I won’t take advantage of you like that. For three, I think the only reason you want anything sexual is because you just spent an entire dinner watching Nymphs have sex. They don’t call it nymphomania for nothing,” Kai’s words burst my bubble faster than a pin pops a balloon.
Pushing out of his lap, I stood, finally steady on my feet once more. “Why is it so wrong to want sex? Also why is nymphomania such a bad thing, men aren’t chastised for their sexual urges, or for being satyriasis?” I paced along the path not paying attention to where I was walking, fully expecting Kai to respond to my comment. Turning a corner, I heard my basilisk hiss, and then an arrow whizzed by my face. If she hadn’t stopped me, it would have hit me right in the temple. “KAI!” yelling, I turned and ran back towards the main doors and where I had last seen him. He scooped me up, swiftly running inside. It wasn’t until we were safely inside that I saw an arrow sticking out of his shoulder.
The guards swarmed around us, before pulling me away from Kai. They rushed me up the stairs to my room and formed a wall across my door after pushing me inside. Kai was still downstairs, with an arrow sticking out of him. “Sic, Emot,” I called out, as I opened the bedroom door. Kai and Emot’s doors were open but Sic’s was closed. Rushing over I opened it without knocking and got and eye full.
Sic was holding on to Emot’s throat as he pounded into him from behind, Emot moaning as he worked his own cocks. “Excuse me,” I said, and began to close the door once more when Emot’s loud hiss had me turning back. My basilisk basking in the pleasure she could see on their faces distracted her from the emergency at hand. Emot locked eyes with me and groaned as both cocks shot cum across the covers of Sic’s bed.
He slumped forward onto his hand and that’s when Sic noticed me standing there. It was too late to beat a hasty retreat, so I turned around, giving them privacy, even if only a little. My basilisk hissed at me menacingly for not watching more, and I reminded her about Kai. “What do you want?” Sic’s voice was rough but not unkind.
“Kai was shot with an arrow.” Glancing back over my shoulder, I noticed Sic pause. Emot cursed and then I could hear feet hitting the floor. I jumped out of the way as Sic’s naked body raced by me, only to hit Emot square in the chest.
His arms wrapped around me from behind and then he closed the door. “Stay here. Our rooms have no windows, there is also a hidden passage under Sic’s bed in case you need to flee. Lock the door until you hear one of us.” He pointed me towards the floor under the bed, before racing off after Sic. Locking the door, I grabbed Sic’s robe to cover my exposed breasts, then huddled in a chair beside the bed.
I must have dozed off because a knock on the door startled me to the point that I fell out of the chair and hit the floor hard. I brushed myself off as I walked to the door. “Yes?” I asked, but no reply came from the other side. A second knock sounded and again I asked, “Yes?” Someone tried the doorknob, before swiftly kicking the door. The wood held firm as I rushed to the bed and crawled under it. Feeling around for the door Emot had spoken of I flinched as the door was kicked again.
My basilisk hissed as my finger brushed a crack in the floor and I wedged my finger into it. Pulling up the small trap door, it moved silently on well-oiled hinges. I shimmied myself over the opening and realized the only way I would survive a fall that far was to shift. I let my basilisk take over and shifted, uncomfortably filling the space beneath the bed. The sound of splintering wood had me moving faster than anything else and I slithered down the hole, hearing the room door slam against the far wall as the trap door fell silently closed.
Coiling my body tight, I hit the ground and hissed in slight pain. Flicking my tongue out I could smell fresh air off to my left and twisted to face the path. The darkness was all encompassing, as I moved down the path. My mind trying to ignore the possibilities of real snakes and spiders. Slithering faster to get away from this dark hole, I began to hear running water.
The last hundred feet of the tunnel were somewhat slimy, and light began to permeate the darkness. I tried to ignore the feel of nastiness on my belly as I continued to make my way toward the exit. Rounding the last bend in the pipe, I broke free into fresh air, only to realize I had no idea where I was. There was a small gold lake with a high waterfall off to my left, so I slithered into the pool to rinse off before shifting back into human form. Once clean and walking again, I worked myself up to a higher position so I could get a better view of my location.
High above me on the top of the cliff was the castle. I could barely make out the guards rushing around the outer walls. I almost fell when I heard a soft feminine voice speak. “Why are you hiding, basilisk?” There were two glowing green eyes staring at me from the golden pool of water.
“Who are you? How did you get here?” I asked, while looking for other people.
“My name is Indra; I am the liaison of the Merqueen’s.” She slid out of the water and I noticed her shimmering teal tail. “As for how I got here, I live here in the pool, as an attaché to the basilisk Princes, to foster good relations between our kind and yours. Who are you?”
“My name is Margaret or Maisie,” I had barely gotten the words out, when she gasped and bowed low.
“I am so sorry Your Majesty, I did not realize. Please forgive me,” she remained bowed low as she spoke.
“Please don’t, Indra. You don’t need to bow to me,” reassuring her, as I slowly climbed back down towards the water.
“Why are you so far from the castle? The only ones who come to speak with me normally are one of the Princes,” she asked, as I sat next to her on the large rock she had surfaced on.
“Well, to be honest, someone broke into the castle and shot Kai with an arrow, Emot told me to hide in Sic’s room and that there was an escape route. I heard someone kicking at the door, so I ran and ended up here.” I shivered in the cool air as a breeze blew across my naked skin.
“Oh dear, you must be chilled, come follow me.” She pulled me back towards the water and dove in pulling me with her. Her lips pressed mine and I realized she was blowing air into my lungs. She swam off towards the bottom of the pool and through a small opening, pausing once to give me air once more.
We resurfaced in a small cave that was dimly lit with a fire, and a man sat rocking a small bundle. Indra surfaced next to me and climbed out of the water, as I noticed her tail had split into two legs, covered in scales. “Come, warm yourself. This is my mate Wade and our son Trent. We won’t tell anyone you are here, and we will know as soon as someone else touches the pool.”
Accepting her offer, I climbed out of the water and sat next to the fire, Wade was rocking the small child as Indra grabbed me something warm to wrap around myself. “Would you like some tea? We have Kelp, Posidonia, and Seaweed.”
“Umm… I guess whichever is sweetest.” The oddity of the types she offered threw me for a loop, but I didn’t want to offend. “May I ask why you two live here? I know you said you were an ambassador of sorts, but why not still live in the mermaid city, or whatever you have?”
Wade soft chuckle brought my attention to his kind face. “Atlantis has been somewhat tumultuous of late. The Queen has been gone for almost thirty years and the regent who is currently in charge has seen fit to crown himself the new king, in her absence. He is nothing more than a tyrant, so when Indra was offered this posit
ion four years ago, we took it. It has given us a safe place to grow our family. We also have a three-year-old daughter, Maryn. Besides, it is a two days swim to or from, so we couldn’t live there and still do this job,” his voice was soft, as if he was trying not to wake the baby in his arms.
Indra walked over and handed me a shell cup filled with a greenish liquid. “This is Posidonia tea, it is a wonderful antioxidant and the flavor is by far the sweetest.” I tentatively took a sip and tried not to gag as warm briny water slid down my throat.
“Thank you,” my words brought a smile to her face, as she took the bundle from Wade and carefully placed it into a beautiful shell basinet. The natural curve hugged the baby as he slept.
“You don’t have to drink it. We won’t be offended in the slightest, Indra tends to put too much salt in hers, I prefer mine without salt,” Wade spoke, allowing me to place the cup on the ground.
“Oh, I completely forgot Wade, this is Her Majesty Margaret.” His eyes bugged wide at Indra’s words and I could tell he was about to bow when I stopped him.
“Please don’t, Maisie is fine, and there is no need to bow. Thank you both for allowing me to stay here for a bit.” I tried to hide a yawn behind my hand after I spoke but failed.
“Would you please take our bed? It is cozy and warm, and we will keep watch for anything suspicious while you get some rest,” Indra spoke, while helping me stand.
I wasn’t given much choice as she tucked me in between warm covers. “Thank you,” I whispered, as my eyes slowly slid closed.
A shaking sensation woke me out of a deep sleep, but the darkness in the room didn’t allow me to see what was going on. “Your Majesty.” The memories from the night before flooded my brain and I sat up with a start. A gentle hand pressed to my shoulder, making me look up into Indra’s glowing eyes. “Your Majesty. Prince Sicrin is at the edge of the pool. Should I send him away or not?”
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