Archive: The Royal Governess
story with photos (96 photos) starring Mimi
Tags: rope bondage, barefoot, medieval
The life of a Royal Governess is mostly cream cakes and crumpets. Most of the time, the gaggle of Royal Princes and Princesses are just playful kids. It is a little too easy to forget who they are. Until one or two of them decide that they are having a really bad day, or decide that they really have in for a particular governess. Then things can get ugly. "Off-with-her-head" sort of ugly. So you just have to remember that you can only push things too far, that your authority as a governess only lets you get away with disciplining your charges so far. If you ever really lock swords in a battle of wills with one of the Royals, you will lose. You will lose the battle, and quite probably you will lose your head.
Mimi was quite new to the job, her predecessor having actually retired voluntarily and suggesting her as a replacement. She ran around with the children at lunch, until it was time for them to come in and resume their studies. They didn't want to come. They had been hearing tales of derring-do all through the warm summer's day from Bors, the grizzled veteran knight who attended them every moment of the day. Bors had been telling the children all about knights in shining armour rescuing damsels in distress. The children were in no mood to hear about boring old gold supplies and taxes and who married who a hundred years ago! They wanted to play, and the game they wanted to play was... damsel in distress!
There only seemed to be one suitable damsel about- and that was Mistress Mimi their long-suffering governess. Bors seemed to take inordinate pleasure in fetching the ropes to tie her to her chair. Mistress Mimi wasn't sure whether or not to resist... but one of the older princes made sure she understood that really, today, she had no choice. He drew his finger lingeringly across his neck, miming to her what was in store if she resisted the call to play. The younger children didn't really appreciate the power they had... but the eldest certainly did, and they were going to use it!
Of course, Mistress Mimi had no real choice. She had to play along, or her own death was a very real possibility. Old Sir Bors seemed determine to take on the role of both the Evil Villain and the Good Knight, much to the children's delight. He did seem to be lingering rather too long tying Mistress Mimi's arms, and she was absolutely scandalized when he actually lifted her skirts to tie her ankles! His strong hands caressed her ankles and her feet as he bound her, his touch strangely exciting...
The feelings inside Mimi's fluttering heart were incredibly mixed. Humiliation, from being tied and teased in front of bunch of children (albeit royal ones!). Fear, because she really didn't like the glint in the elder children's eyes now that they realised that they, not she, were really in charge here. Frustration, because she knew that her ability to educate the princes and princesses depended on her ability to keep order... and fear again, because if she didn't manage to educate the children her life was again in danger! And... bizarre but undeniable, arousal from Sir Bors' strong hands on her helpless flesh, from seeing a strong man witness her humiliation, seeing in his eyes that he knew her fear, her frustration, her humiliation... and worst of all, he knew her arousal.
When the children tired of the damsel in distress, they made poor Mistress Mimi model for them, and dance scenes from stories. She was the Spanish Contessa, she was Sleeping Beauty... and that night, she knew for a certain fact that she was going to be Sir Bors' wanton sex slave!