Upon Her Throne Ch. 01

Note: This story is very "ass-centered" and does not contain sex.

Chapter 1

Those who have the privilege of serving the royal court are often graced with unique opportunities. Dahlia was one of those lucky few. It had only been a few months into her servitude when the queen herself, Olaphine Shivan, offered her a proposition. It was nearly dusk when Dahlia received her message from one of the queen's guards. Olaphine very rarely made any sort of appearance for small tasks like this. The guard read aloud from a small sheet of parchment.

"Miss Dahlia Tinwood, servant of the royal court. You have shown great devotion, loyalty to the Shivan family and towards your position as a servant. As of tonight, you shall be hereby appointed as personal servant of her royal majesty, princess Elowen Shivan. You are to report to her immediately for further instructions before returning to your bed chamber."

Dahlia's heart sank a little, both from excitement and from a growing sense of anxiety. To be the princess's personal servant was an incredibly high honor, but she wasn't sure if she had earned that right just yet. On top of that, she had never actually met the princess in person yet. Elowen was just as reclusive as her mother, aside from the occasional trip to the garden. Dahlia had only ever gotten a passing glance at her and had no idea what her personality was like.

Despite that, Dahlia still couldn't help but smile to herself. She would try her best to meet Elowen's needs. "Thank you Sir Genric. I shall report to her immediately." Dahlia took the parchment from him, then wasted no time making her way to the princess's bedchamber. As hard as she tried, she still could not tear her smile away from her face. It earned her a few confused glances from some of the other staff as she passed by.

Dahlia thought to herself while she ascended the castle stairs towards Elowen's room. "What could have led to the queen herself appointing me to such a task? I haven't been here that long. Shouldn't the princess already have a personal servant?" While her mind raced, she brushed off her clothing and ran her fingers through her golden hair, checking to make sure she looked presentable. After a few more minutes of walking, Dahlia finally made it to the large, elaborately decorated bedroom door that she was summoned to. Dahlia stood upright, straightened her face, then knocked at the center of the door.

It only took a few seconds until the door swung open. Elowen was a few inches taller than Dahlia, with jet black hair and dark skin. She looked strikingly similar to her mother, and equally as beautiful. Now that they were face to face, Dahlia also noticed that the princess was much younger than she expected. In fact, they seemed to be of a similar age to each other.

Dahlia bowed her head down and held out the parchment she had received. "Your majesty. I have been requested to be your personal servant until further notice. I vow to obey your every request to the best of my abilities." Elowen gently took the parchment from Dahlia's hand and read it over. Her eyes glanced over Dahlia, as if she were studying her, before she finally spoke. "Mother wasted no time finding a replacement I see. Very well..." She opened the door further to let Dahlia in. "I'm sure I can find some use of you before bed."

Elowen's room was about three times the size of Dahlia's shared bedchamber. It was hard to believe that the giant bed at the center was only meant for one person. The large window at the other end of the room lit the whole area with soft moonlight. Dahlia looked out of it and saw the rest of the kingdom. It looked so small in comparison to the castle, like she was staring at a painting. She tried to find her old house somewhere, but she was interrupted.

Elowen had walked uncomfortably close to Dahlia and softly grabbed her face. She moved it side to side, looking over every detail she could find, like a merchant inspecting their expensive wares for any flaws. Dahlia's cheeks flushed a little. "If I may ask, your majesty... what happened to your previous servant? I can't imagi-" Elowen pressed her finger onto Dahlia's lips to shush her. "She was... let's just say she didn't live up to my standards."

Dahlia didn't expect the princess of the Shivan royal family to act this... strange. Though it was entirely possible that this sort of behavior was actually normal for royalty. For now she saved her questions. Elowen finally backed away from her with a devious grin on her face. "You can start by running me a bath." Dahlia nodded, accepting her first task.

By the time the tub was filled with hot water, Dahlia's worries had finally melted away. The several scented soaps she added to the bath filled the tub to the rim with foamy white bubbles. Hopefully Elowen didn't mind that. Before Dahlia even informed Elowen that she was finished, she saw the princess walking towards the tub. "A little heavy on the bubbles, but it will do." She started to undress herself.

Dahlia's eyes widened as she processed what she was seeing. Dahlia had given baths before, so why was she blushing so much? Elowen's body could only be described as perfect. Her breasts weren't very big, but they were supple and looked incredibly soft. Her curves were more pear-shaped, with her wide hips giving her an intimidating, seductive form. Her thighs had to be twice the size of Dahlia's. But what shocked Dahlia the most was seeing the princess's backside just before it disappeared into the bathtub.

She didn't even know a woman could have an ass that big. The image of Elowen's plump butt was burned into her mind. She could only imagine how soft it would be if she grabbed it. It was inappropriate for her to be having these thoughts about the princess, but she couldn't stop herself. Dahlia dunked the washcloth into the hot water and began scrubbing Elowen's arms, trying desperately not to blush from her perverted thoughts.

The princess rested her eyes while she let her new servant scrub her body. "Dahlia was it? I don't believe you've been here too long. You must have really impressed my mother to have earned this sort of position." She lifted her leg slightly to let Dahlia scrub her thighs. "I'm curious. How did you end up working for the royal court?" Dahlia was thankful for Elowen's questions. It gave her something else to focus on.

"Well... I used to work a farm before I became a servant. Most of my life was hard work, so it's nothing I'm not already used to. One day I helped a woman named Lyra at the market who happened to be a servant here in the castle. I guess luck was on my side because she was able to convince the queen herself to get me a job here." Ironically, that woman was the same servant she ended up sharing a bedchamber with once she joined the royal court.

Elowen opened her eyes and raised an eyebrow. "Lyra? Never heard of her." It seemed remembering the names of the servants wasn't a high priority for her. She stifled a small yawn, already bored with the conversation, and rolled over to hug the edge of the tub. "Just finish scrubbing my back and I will let you return to your bedchamber. I'm sure a little farm girl like you needs some beauty sleep." Dahlia looked past the very obvious attempt to tease her and chose to focus on her final task of the night. She ran the washcloth along her back, just now noticing the princess's ass had emerged from the top of the water.

Her eyes were locked onto her backside. Dahlia's heartrate sped up and her cheeks grew hotter by the second. She tried to convince herself that her strange infatuation with it was just jealousy. Anyone would kill to have an ass like Elowen's. It wasn't entirely convincing, but she couldn't think of any other way to...

Dahlia suddenly felt eyes watching her. Elowen had noticed her staring at her ass. Dahlia didn't even realise she had stopped scrubbing. The princess chuckled. "What? Don't tell me you've never seen an ass before." She wiggled her butt slowly. "I certainly hope something like this won't stop you from completing your tasks. Finish washing me." Dahlia panicked. She obviously didn't want to let her down, but she knew what was left to wash. "Y-yes your majesty." She dunked the washcloth back into the water, and was just about to scrub her ass, when suddenly the cloth was yanked out of her hands. "Actually... I have another request. No washcloth. Use your hands."

Dahlia blushed. "W-what?" The princess didn't repeat herself. She simply waited. Dahlia gave up trying to work out why the princess would want that specifically, so she lathered her hands up with soap and began caressing her ass. It was even softer than she imagined it was. Each cheek was big enough to require both her hands to hold. She rubbed her hands up and down the princesses ass, and watched as the suds washed away, revealing even more of her beautiful butt.

"So Dahlia. What do you think of my booty?" It was clear Elowen was just trying to get a reaction out of her. Still, Dahlia answered. "It's... nice...." She spent the next couple of minutes scrubbing before Elowen interrupted her yet again. She stood up from the bath and stepped out. "Your majesty?" Elowen was silent while she dried herself off. She didn't even acknowledge Dahlia until she put on her underwear. "Are you devoted to this court?" She walked up to Dahlia, hands on her hips. "And more importantly, are you devoted to me?"

The question took Dahlia by surprise. "O-of course I'm devoted to you. I.." She wasn't sure how else to respond at this point. "I hope so. I already had high hopes for you before, but I'm afraid you aren't fully accustomed to your new position. You're too timid and too easily embarrassed. You need training. I can't risk having another servant fail to meet my standards." Her stone-cold expression changed to one of devious intent. The same evil smirk she had on her face during her initial 'inspection' of Dahlia. "And now I know the perfect way to train you." Dahlia's mind raced to try and piece together what Elowen was talking about. "I'm sorry if I am disappointing you... I-"

She felt Elowen's hand push down on her shoulder, shoving her down onto her knees. The princess turned around, her backside now mere inches away from her servant's face. "Kiss it." It wasn't a request. It was a command. Dahlia blushed intensely. Her giant ass took up her entire vision, blinding her with her dark blue panties. For some reason, seeing it like this was even more embarrassing than when Elowen was completely naked.

She knew there was no talking her way out of this. Elowen would only be satisfied once Dahlia did as she was told. So she took a deep breath and reluctantly leaned forward. She gave a big kiss to Elowen's left cheek. Feeling her ass against her face was even nicer than when she felt it in her hands. When she pulled away, Elowen snapped at her. "Did I tell you to stop?" Dahlia accidentally let out a scared whimper in response.

She peppered her butt with kisses, switching to the other cheek once it seemed that Elowen wanted her to. Dahlia gripped at her own dress, trying desperately to calm herself down while she continued kissing. Elowen showed no sign of boredom. She seemed completely satisfied just standing there, having her ass worshipped by her servant. Each passing minute seemed longer than the last. Dahlia wasn't given any further instructions other than to keep going.

She felt herself growing used to the sensation of her lips caressing Elowen's beautiful ass. She was becoming lost in it. She hadn't even noticed that at some point Elowen had hiked her panties up her ass to allow more of her kisses to hit her skin. It even seemed like Elowen was pushing her ass into her a little bit, just to get more pressure from each kiss. Unknowingly, her kisses started to grow longer and more sensual. Her heavy breaths filled the silence between kisses. She gripped her dress tighter. How long has it been now? Twenty minutes? Thirty? An hour? She couldn't tell anymore. All she knew was Elowen's ass needed to be kissed.

Suddenly, she felt the back of her hair yank. She gasped, staring up at Elowen who was now looking down at her, hand still holding her hair. "Good girl. You seem to be a fast learner. But I don't want to rush this just yet. I sense a bit of a fiery side in you." She leaned in closer. "I hope we can have some fun. I'll need you to report back here tomorrow." She let go of her hair. Dahlia finally started to regain some of her senses. She stood up, trying to catch her breath.

Without another word, the princess waved her hand to dismiss Dahlia, sending her back to her room. Dahlia awkwardly bowed her head and walked out of her room. The only thing she could think of during the walk back was that strange experience. "Was this just about control, or is there something more? Surely the princess wouldn't have any sort of feelings for me. She's just using me. But why did she only do this once she caught me.... Did I really just make out with the princess's butt?!"

The image of Elowen's beautiful, giant booty was ingrained in her vision. She could still smell the scented soap and the soft texture upon her lips. Once she finally made it to her own bed, she struggled to get any sleep at all. Going off of what the princess said, this was just the beginning of whatever nefarious plan she had in store for her.

All of her hard work to get to this position, and she was reduced down to someone's personal plaything. She should have been furious. But a part of her wanted more. She'd never admit it to herself though. She looked over to one of the other beds in the room. The one that belonged to Lyra. There was no way she could bring this up to her, or anyone else in the court. For now, Dahlia would have to live with the memories of making out with the princess's perfect ass.