Chapter 14 should be up this Friday.  Sorry for not posting the preview sooner, but I've been crazy busy.  But progress is being made, and I should finish up Ch 15 this weekend, and then move on to 16 and 17.  Almost done!

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Lyriena’s heart pounded in her chest as she waited behind the stage.  She couldn’t hold back the violent tremors shaking her to her core, despite how unroyal it made her look.  But perhaps that was for the best; she definitely didn’t want anyone thinking she was royal tonight.  She had been firm in her resolve to rob Trogar of the prize of her maidenhead, but now that the moment was here she couldn’t help but have doubts.

The fact that she was naked from the neck down didn’t do anything to help the shivering in her bones.  Her pierced nipples and shaved pussy would be clearly visible to everyone in the room who was in position to see the stage. 

“Ladies and Gentlemen, we here at Faerie Lights have a very special treat for you tonight.”

The only thing about her that would be obscured was her head.  In order to protect her anonymity, Brahm had provided her with a leather hood that would cover her distinctive golden hair as well as her face.  No one would be able to recognize her, now or later if they saw her in the street.

“All the way from the Elfish Isles is the young lady Amerei, eager to sacrifice her virtue on the altar of our delights.”  The announcer proclaimed to a roaring approval from the crowd.

Lyriena’s heart thudded faster at that; Brahm’s words were cutting a little too close to the truth.  Why did he use her fake name?  He didn’t have to do that, but some people might remember that the former queen was named Amerei.  She exhaled nosily through the hole cut out for her mouth, and then inhaled deeply through the slots for her nostrils.  Everything else was covered; even her eyes.  They were a window to the soul, Brahm said, and could be used to recognize her.  She would never know who claimed her virginity tonight, but perhaps that was for the best.

The hood was hot and fit very snuggly with all her hair tucked into it adding to her discomfort and a bit of a struggle to put on.  She was nervous at not being able to see but reasoned that maybe for the best.  She thought her heart would beat out of her chest when Brahm had zippered it closed.

“But that is not all.  You see, our delightful little ingénue is actually engaged to be married!  But she is a  little uncertain as to how exactly her virginity should be taken; she just knows she doesn’t want it to be by her fiancé.  So who shall it be?  Who gets to take her virginity?  An elf?  A human?  Or maybe even…an orc?”  The latter choice got the loudest scream of support.

Another shiver went through her at the idea of an orc taking her maidenhead.  She hadn’t been sure about this little game when Brahm proposed it, but it was so naughty that it didn’t take long to convince her.

“So our slutty little elf is going to sample one of each, before making her decision right here on stage before you all.  So, would you like to meet our special guest?” 

The crowd roared again, which was Lyriena’s cue.  Soft hands took her by the arm and led her out on stage.  Is it Marietta, she wondered.  It would somehow be fitting to have her so close on hand for her final depredation.  She had a large hand in starting it, after all.

The cheers of the crowd were near deafening, but fortunately the mask did much to dampen the noise.  Still, some of the jeers managed to cut through the noise and her mask.

“Damn that bitch is ready for it!”

“What’s with them tiny tits?”

“Hah, I knew this was bullshit; no noblewoman would have her nips pierced like that.  She’s just another whore!”

“Nah, I bet all those rich elf bitches pierce themselves up like that.”

Her elfin companion tugged down slightly on her arm, urging her to kneel.  Lyriena sunk to the floor, legs spread slightly.  She felt the soft hands leave her arms and slide across her breasts and pull and twist her nipples rings eliciting a moan from her as a foot prodded her to spread her knees wider which she obediently did giving the crowd a better view of her glistening slit.  From the noise she sensed she was nearly at the edge of the stage, completely in sight of everyone.  She could feel the hungry gaze of the crowd devouring her naked flesh.  The princess couldn’t believe she was doing this, but also couldn’t believe how hot it was making her.  She comforted herself with the thought that her face was entirely hidden and they would never know it was the princess herself performing for them tonight.