In her country, Princess Tara was considered the most beautiful woman in the entire Alpha Pavonis system, mostly because she was very proud, and as such, most people thought she was also too vain to hear anyone suggest otherwise. But she was also considered the decadent woman in the entire Alpha Pavonis system, and that part was certainly true. She was part of the royal family of the desert world of Alpha Pavonis IV, and she both had little de jure control over the city she'd been given, nor little desire to exert her influence past the walls of her palace.
But right now, despite having everything in the world at her feet, she was angry and irritated. The sun shone brightly into her garden as she stormed in, fuming.
As she stomped through the sand, a young woman wearing pigtails, a choli thin enough to show her breasts, and a short skirt, quickly got onto her feet. She'd been lounging in the garden, underneath the hanging flowers, but now she hurried up to address the princess.
"Mistress!" she said, looking uncertain. "Is something the matter?"
"Yes," the princess grumbled tersely. "Something damn well is the matter." She didn't stop walking or fuming, going past the girl, who hurried to catch up.
"I'm sorry," she said quietly.
"Argh, I just can't deal with this," she groaned, holding her forehead in frustration. "Fetch me some cushions, I just want to lie in the sun."
"Right away!" the girl bowed deeply, and scurried off, as the princess walked a bit more to the side, sitting down in the sand.
She hurried back shortly, her hands full with huge, colourful velvet pillows, and she carefully propped them up around and behind the princess. When she'd finished, she bowed again, and turned to leave her in peace.
"Wait," Tara said. She grabbed the girl's long sleeve and pulled gently, turning on her side to make herself more comfortable. She tugged a bit more strongly, and beckoned her downwards with her eyes. "Stay, pet. I want company. Someone who isn't a god damned asshole."
She nodded, and sat down in the sand beside the princess's legs. The princess grabbed her by the waist and pulled her in, stroking her hair.
"Good girl," she said, petting. "Thank you, Mira... it's been an awful afternoon."
"I'm sorry," Mira said, turning her head so she could look up at the princess. She frowned a little; as usual, complete lost as to how to read her.
"Don't be," Tara said, holding Mira closely, rubbing her bare belly gently. The girl murmured, snuggling just a little against the princess. "It's these other idiots who don't know their place. God, I hate them."
The princess scratched the girl behind her ears lightly.
"You're adorable, though," the princess said. "Aren't you?"
Mira just smiled a little. Tara leaned in, kissing her on the nose. "Yes you are," she said, ruffling her hair. Then she let her other hand wander down, rubbing just underneath Mira's skirt. Mira let out another quiet murmur, looking surprised. Tara continued to slide her hand downward, pressing her fingers against her soft skin.
"Ah...," Mira gasped a little, blushing, and looking down at Tara's hips. "Princess? Should I...?"
She took Mira's chin and lifted it so they were making eye contact, and she shook her head. "No, pet. Not now."
"Sorry...," Mira murmured quietly, and let out a gentle moan as Tara's hand slid under her panties, grabbing her crotch firmly. Tara let go of her chin, and stroked her hair gently, brushing it behind her ear.
"Seeing you like this is enough for me," she said, tilting Mira's head so she could lean in close, kissing the edge of her ear lightly. Mira's whole body shuddered. Tara pulled her in close, touching her tongue ever softly against her ear, and pressed her fingers inside Mira, eliciting another soft moan.
"Oh, mmmm...," was all she could say.
Tara ran her teeth gently along her earlobe, licking it lightly as she went to work with her fingers. Mira shuddered all over, panting softly as she was overwhelmed with pleasure, wondering what could have happened to elicit this from her mistress. The princess shifted, wrapping her leg around Mira's, holding her warm body close.
"Enjoying, pet?" she asked, letting go of Mira's ear only long enough to whisper it. Then she pressed her thumb down sharply on her clit, making Mira moan out loudly. She nodded quickly, feeling the heat rushing down her body.
The princess continued, delighted by her pet's squirms as she kissed at her ear and fingered her, holding her tightly with her free hand. Mira kept murmuring and squirming and gasping in ecstacy, all she could do, feeling completely overwhelmed.
"Almost there?" she asked softly, after a while.
"Ahh...," was all Mira could bring herself to say, moaning. Finally, she stammered, "y-yes...."
Tara smiled, watching her shudder as she flicked the girl's earlobe with her tongue once more. She removed her hand from her skirt, causing Mira to shudder even more, and took her by the shoulders, moving her off her own body and onto the sand in front of her. She ruffled Mira's hair, and stood up, starting to walk away.
Mira stared up at her from the ground, twitching as she went from ecstacy to not being touched at all, her whole body longing for the climax it was so close to.
"M-mistress...?" she gasped, shuddering, sprawled out on the sand.
"Hm?" the princess stopped, looking down at her, as if she was confused. "Oh; maybe some other time, dear," she said, and turned away again.
Mira panted as she shivered in agony, staring desperately at Princess Tara as she swiftly walked away.