Apologies and Confessions

I woke up the next morning alone in bed with my lower abdomen aching from the intense mating ritual that I went through with the prince last night. For a moment, I felt slightly relieved that I didn’t have to face the prince immediately when I woke up. That feeling of relief was only fleeting and short-lived before it was replaced with an overwhelming sense of worry and then embarrassment.

I shouldn’t have begged the prince to cum inside of me last night.

No matter what I thought, I knew very well that it was already too late. What was said was said and what was done was done. At least, that was how it was supposed to be. I would have been a lot less embarrassed of what I had said had there been resulting actions that actually went my way. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case and that only made me feel like I was fighting a losing battle no matter how hard I tried. In the end, the prince never came inside of me, and the result was the awkward atmosphere between us the following morni