Raps, Cass the Madam, and the Moonstone House

As she left, she traveled to where the royal guards were training. On paper, her husband was the king, after her coronation and their marriage. In actuality, he remained as captain of the guard, replacing the former captain. When she entered the training ground, Eugene spotted her almost immediately. "Okay, everyone, take five!" he shouted. He immediately came over to her. "Blondie, what is it? You never visit during my morning practice sessions." She whispered in his ear, pulling him aside, telling him she'd like to talk in private. This also was unusual. Eugene wasn’t sure what Raps was getting at. "Okay," he replied. They walked to a secluded part of the castle."Your majesty, I strongly caution you against this. You don't know what dangers you will find there...I don't want anything to happen to you." Raps shook her head. She then sighed. Why did he always have been so protective? He wasn't her father! "I understand your concern, Nigel. But, it will be fine. If it makes you feel any better, I'll ask my husband about it before deciding whether to go." That was enough to satisfy him. He hoped that Eugene would put some sense into her. He knew that once Raps had an idea in her head, she would stick to it, no matter what, no matter who tried to convince her otherwise. "Okay. I hope Captain Fitzherbert will give you some sage advice."With her coronation, Raps had become the queen. Her parents had gone into retirement. She wanted to make some changes. She didn’t want Corona to have such harsh laws against criminals. She knew that such a crackdown had led to the growth of organized crime, epitomized by Lady Caine and her band of pirates, among many others. These miscreants vowed revenge at King Frederic, with Lady Caine furious her father was wrongly arrested. In order to prevent something like that from happening again, she had to enact some legal reforms. Surely, she had stalwarts like Nigel, and her parents, as advisors, but her word still overrode anything they said. She was confident that this new strategy would benefit the kingdom and its citizens in the long-run.

After everything people went through with the black rocks and Zhan Tiri, she made a policy change that she hoped would give people the release they needed: opening state-supported houses of tolerance, otherwise known as brothels, strumpet houses, bawdy houses, ranches, houses of ill fame, whorehouses, bordellos, or houses of ill repute. Her new policy was controversial. Not everyone was in favor of it. She didn’t expect they would be. In fact, Nigel cautioned her against it. Under her new edict, each person working at these houses would be checked for diseases. They would pay a fee so that some of their proceeds went into the royal treasury. In exchange, these places were not to be flashy and only distinguishable from the street with a red lantern hung out front. Each place could be lavish and luxurious inside. They could be decorated in the manner that those running them chose to do so.

Raps, herself, felt that she had no need to go into such places at any point in her life. Despite that, she saw a need for them to exist not only to gain additional funds to repair the damage caused by the black rocks, but to give people somewhere to de-stress from everything going on. These houses could, additionally, be places that ex-cons could work without reprisal, places that people could share their erotic art, and places that people could live out their sex fantasies. After everything that those in Corona had been through, she didn't see a problem with creating such places of pleasure.

In fact, they could even be used to test out modern technology and devices, like those created by newly-anointed royal engineer Varian, before sharing them with the general public. They could become places of culture, despite their hedonism. Eugene wasn’t sure about her plan, but Raps pushed his concerns aside. She convinced him of the validity of her viewpoint. He was willing to entertain her notions. She felt that supporting these houses could help bring a sense of decency back into Corona. It was part of an effort to reform Coronan law so that it wasn't so focused on locking up people as a "solution" to crime.

She was unaware of the harsh reality. Each of these houses were ruled by a woman-only hierarchy, topped by a madame or dame, often a former sex worker. This was in place in order to guard those working there. Life for these girls could be rough. They were allowed to leave but only to complete specifically-approved tasks. Having any of them leave permanently could cause a house to fall apart. As such, they all worked within a unit together. Many courtesans working at these houses wore makeup and received funds to purchase necessary expenses, either goods, hygiene products, or something else entirely.

Sometimes clients were offered special services to live out their fantasies, like having water sprayed on them, swung in a mechanical boat, doing it on a replica of a bouncing carriage, or using specially-made sex toys. Many rooms had their own special décor. They were designed in such a way to pull people in and to appeal to their tastes and desires. This included those in Coronan high society, with visits to these places even arranged beforehand. In fact, they catered to those across social classes, with each house as unique, having a certain glory and beauty embodied in them. Some even had outstanding art.

Having these places operate came with the promise of protecting women from violence, exploitation, trafficking, and aggression they might otherwise experience on the street. It wasn't always safe to walk on the streets of Corona City, nor anywhere else in the kingdom, at night,. After all, organized crime still wasn't fully under control. Raps' legal reforms had helped, but she feared they hadn't done enough. Even so, these places could offer medical care and shelter to women, unlike elsewhere. Courtesans could gather without a pimp or a boss. It was a place they could call their own. At least that was the idea. How that actually played out in practice was a different story.

The kingdom did not operate these pleasure houses. They only provided support. It would be too much to control them, considering everything else they had on their plate. Instead, women would step up to run them and hire their own courtesans to work there. Previously, some wanted to criminalize the client by making those who bought sex subject to a fine and imprisonment. Raps strongly pushed against that proposal. She wanted to reduce the retributive nature of their justice system and make it more restorative. Undoubtedly, she would encounter obstacles, but she wanted to move forward anyway.

Raps never wanted to give into her temptations, which she had resisted and ignored. Eugene had been enough for her. She had many opportunities for sound physical and mental entertainment and recreation, even as the queen. In fact, she had delegated some of her tasks to underlings so she didn't have to do everything. She had even created a cadre of bureaucrats so she didn't have to do as much paperwork. This was new. Under her father, Frederic, and mother, Ariana, they approved almost everything themselves. She didn't want that. She remained the supreme authority, but she did not to read every single document. One day, something changed.

The day started like any other. Nigel gave her papers to approve. Most of them seemed innocuous, but one caught her interest. The paper read as follows: "A madam is requesting the change of their house of tolerance to the Moonstone House from the previous name." Something about this request seemed odd and familiar at the same time. She soon put her seal on the paper, approving the name change. Without any prompting, she made a declaration. "I'm going to travel there." Nigel was horrified. She was going to travel there? He had begrudgingly tolerated her plan to open these places but he couldn't stand by with this. The monarchy could be stake!

"Your majesty, I strongly caution you against this. You don't know what dangers you will find there...I don't want anything to happen to you." Raps shook her head. She then sighed. Why did he always have been so protective? He wasn't her father! "I understand your concern, Nigel. But, it will be fine. If it makes you feel any better, I'll ask my husband about it before deciding whether to go." That was enough to satisfy him. He hoped that Eugene would put some sense into her. He knew that once Raps had an idea in her head, she would stick to it, no matter what, no matter who tried to convince her otherwise. "Okay. I hope Captain Fitzherbert will give you some sage advice."

As she left, she traveled to where the royal guards were training. On paper, her husband was the king, after her coronation and their marriage. In actuality, he remained as captain of the guard, replacing the former captain. When she entered the training ground, Eugene spotted her almost immediately. "Okay, everyone, take five!" he shouted. He immediately came over to her. "Blondie, what is it? You never visit during my morning practice sessions." She whispered in his ear, pulling him aside, telling him she'd like to talk in private. This also was unusual. Eugene wasn’t sure what Raps was getting at. "Okay," he replied. They walked to a secluded part of the castle.

"Sunshine, what's this all about?" he asked, clearly confused. She took a deep breath. She wasn't sure what to tell him. She tried her best to say it plainly. "I want to go to a...uh...brothel." Eugene had a look of shock and surprise on his face. This was one thing he never expected to hear from her. He tried to be patient with her. "Okay. What brought this on?" She explained. She didn't have the paper with him, so she hoped he'd trust her word on this. "So, I approved the changing of a name of...one of those houses...it's named 'Moonstone House.'" Eugene understood what she was getting at. He shook his head. He didn't want to give her false hope.

"Blondie, it's been over a year since we've heard anything from...Cassandra...she is on her own journey now." Raps stamped down her foot, in a display which surprised Eugene. He took a step back. "Eugene, I'm sure of it! I'm sure she's there!" He grumbled. He was going to have to entertain her notion. What could be the harm? "Okay, do you want me to go with you?" She shook her head. She couldn't let him come with her.

"I love you, Eugene, but I...need to do this alone." She then said, "I just need to know if she is okay...I tried to 'fix' her, to 'fight' her, but it didn't work...I understand why she hasn't come back." Eugene hugged her. She soon jumped on a horse and left Corona city. Eugene secretly told some royal guards to follow her. He wanted to make sure she was safe. He didn't want any harm to come to her. He would feel terrible if that was true.

She had the perfect disguise. She wore a hood to cover her face and had on commoner clothes so she didn't look like a royal. She looked like any other citizen. She hoped this would be enough to hide her true identity. She walked along the streets and soon found it. The bordello sat by itself. It was a small house with two floors and a blue lantern outside the door. The sign read "Moonstone House." How it was written seemed familiar as well, but she couldn't totally place it. As she knocked on the door, a woman with big breasts, and a slightly revealing outfit, answered the door. "What brings to Moonstone House today, my good miss?," the woman asked.

Raps was getting nervous. What could she tell her? She hadn't prepared herself that much for this part. She blurted out something. She hoped it passed muster. "I'd like to uh...partake in your services," she said, hoping she had made the right request. She'd never done this kind of thing before. She never thought she would. But she had to know the truth. If Cass was there, then she could finally see her again, right? The woman led her inside.

"Misses, we have a lady caller!" Some of the women didn't answer as they were busy with existing clients. However, a few did. And they all assembled in the house's main lobby, ready to greet her. They were all shapely and busty, with different skin colors and unique hair styles. One woman was a bit different from the rest. She had black hair and greenish eyes. Raps couldn't mistake it. That woman was definitely Cass. "I'd like to go with her," she said, while pointing at Cass. The woman who had brought her inside had looked at her funny. Did she know what she was doing? Or was she just making it up as she went along?

"So, Miss Leandra only takes advanced clients. Just to be sure, is that okay with you?" Raps nodded. With that consent, she told this woman to take Raps upstairs. "Thanks Miss Natalie," the woman said, while guiding Raps to the room. Telling Raps to go inside, she agreed, then flipped a sign on the outside of the room's door, changing it from "unoccupied," to "occupied. Session in progress." This sign was there to ensure that no one disturbed clients during sessions.

The woman began speaking to Raps. She came so close that Raps began to blush a little bit. Is this what women at these establishments did? "So, what is your pleasure, today?" she asked, in a voice which seemed a little odd to Raps. Was she sure that this was Cass? Or had her eyes deceived her? Has she made the wrong decision? Was it even right to come here? Or had she been making too many inferences?

"I...uh...am looking for someone...a person I used to know," she began. The woman was intrigued. That wasn't something she had heard from any client, ever. She still had to get her money. So, she played along. "What's this woman's name?" Raps stopped for a second. She didn't like feeling vulnerable. But, she felt that she had to say something. If this wasn't her, she could move on with her life. "Cassandra."

The woman's eyes opened wide. She hadn't heard that name for a long time. No one had spoken it. No one had used it. "Do you know this...Cassandra...well?" Raps nodded. "Yeah, she was my best friend...but my head was all twisted, with a divided heart, and so many lies...I didn't trust her to be at my side...I'm ashamed at how I acted around her." She breathed deeply. She knew this might be a shock. She didn't care.

"I just thought you might be her...something about you reminds me of her...I miss her so much." The woman blushed at this comment. Who in the world was this client? How did she know her? She thought that she might. She had to take a chance. Without any prompting, she asked, "Are you by chance...princess Rapunzel?" Shaking her head and laughing, she grinned. She was more than happy to say so. "Yeah I am. And it's Queen now."

The woman started to cry and suddenly hugged Raps, surprising her. She hadn't expected this reaction. It all came together. "Raps! I missed you so much. I think about you every single day." The blonde was surprised. She now knew this woman was her dear Cass. She wasn't sure what she meant. "I hav-had a crush on you...a BIG crush...you know." Raps knew what she was saying now. She felt so bad because she was in a romantic relationship with Eugene and…

"I'm sorry...Cass...can I call you that?" She nodded. Raps then continued, "You know that I'm married to Eugene now, you see and…" Her former friend smiled. That didn't matter to her. She saw so many clients, some of whom were married. Her clients were exclusively women. She insisted on that. She'd never have sex with a man in a million years. "That’s okay." She then paused for a second. "Do you still...you know...want to do it?" Raps gulped for a second. She hadn't thought that far ahead. Her body suddenly started feeling warm. She couldn't do this. It wouldn't be right to do this to Eugene. Her desire overrode those concerns.

She found herself blurting out a response: "yes. I'd love that." She covered her mouth after saying those words. She hadn't meant for that to come out. Why had she come here? She could have just stayed in the castle, and could have… Those thoughts were interrupted by Cass's soft voice. "Okay. I'll go slow." She began by taking off her own clothes, exposing her naked body to Raps, who couldn't believe what she was seeing. This woman was bearing herself to her. She guided Raps to a nearby couch. Raps sat down and looked at Cass almost in awe. Cass started by kissing her on the neck.

Raps blushed even more. She almost couldn't believe what was happening. She had nearly broken into a million pieces when Cass left Corona but the pieces were beginning to come back together. She found herself saying "Give it to me and show me what a bad girl I've been." She tried to cover her mouth again but her former friend wouldn't let her. All she said was, "your wish is my command, your majesty." She slapped Raps breasts, causing a mixture of pain and pleasure to course through her body. A low moan came out of her. Is this what she had wanted for so long? Or was it something different?

She suddenly took off her clothes and exposed her own naked body to Cass. The speed of her action surprised and stunned her former friend. She had never expected it. "I would love to keep kissing you on your skin. Is that okay?" Raps nodded once again. Cass went ahead, kissing Raps' chest, stomach, and body, slowly moving all the way down to her altar of pleasure. She was becoming warmer again. This almost felt like a dream to her.

Her moaning began to increase/ She could feel sensitive parts of her body becoming even more tender. Her former friend moved her legs apart. As she looked up at Raps, her face flushed in a crimson color, the color you'd see on a velvet pillow in a fancy bedroom. She had one more question. "Can I eat you out?" In a daze of pleasure from what had happened so far, she couldn't stop herself. She'd feel terrible if she let this fade away into nothing. She didn't even think about what it meant for her relationship with Eugene or any possible consequences. She only cared about what was going on at the present.

"Yes, a million times, yes!" she said with such enthusiasm. Cass began by kissing along each leg leading to Raps' special place, then teased her finger around the edges. She snickered. "My, my, I never knew a royal who had such a perfect pussy," a comment which made Raps even more embarrassed. Feeling on edge, before she knew it, Cass took her tongue and entered it inside of her tunnel of love.

Raps felt something she had never experienced in her entire life. She had wondered in the past why she had been ashamed, why she had not done more to help Cass. She wanted to, with everything in her being, shatter the silence, to rise defiant, to tell her friend that she wasn't alone, and that she was suffering now as well. In the present, she realized that to find her fearless and undefined self, she had to accept this part of herself, a part that was clearly hungering for Cass, a part of herself that she had suppressed for so long. She no longer needed to push that away. Instead, she wanted to embrace it.

Her former friend said, softly, that she'd begin playing with her breasts. She whispered back, between her moans, telling that she had no problem with that. Her moans soon became deeper as Cass's tongue licked around, followed by her former friend moving her hands to her chest, causing sweet juices to begin flowing out from her place of pleasure. Eugene had been good, in his own way, but he could never do something like this. In fact, in their entire time together, they'd never had sex with one another. To make matters worse, he kept making excuses as to why he couldn't do it. She'd never really thought about it until now.

Her love juices slowly trickled out until Cass picked up the pace, putting her tongue in deeper and moving it around even more. She suddenly found herself releasing in a big crescendo, with her cum now covering Cass's face, and dripping onto the ground. As her sexual arousal started to go back to normal, Cass cooed her. "It isn't right for a royal to dirty her subjects. You need them to be clean." Raps looked at her strangely. She wasn't sure what her former friend meant. Cass was annoyed that she had to explain this. "Clean my face, Raps, with your beautiful tongue. You want to be a good girl, right?"

Raps now understood. She did what Cass asked of her, causing moans from her former friend. The liquid tasted sweet and sticky. She moved toward Cass's mouth. "Can I kiss you?" Her friend nodded. She moved herself into position. Before she could act, Cass pulled her in with an intense kiss which made Raps dizzy. She couldn't even recover from that because her ex-friend began rubbing her breasts again, leading to another moan, only muffled by their kiss. This soon ended with a bold declaration by Raps. "I want to eat you out too, Cass. I have wanted to do it for so long." Her former friend was happy. She opened up her legs. Raps began sucking on her like a kitten on its mother's teet.

The sensations were overwhelming. This made it no surprise that Cass said something she never thought she'd say to the woman she adored. "I love you Raps, so much." Raps quickly followed it up. "I do too." Not long after these declarations of love, Cass's warm love juices sprayed onto Raps' face. Almost as a way of getting back at her, she said, "You need to clean my face the same way I cleaned yours. It’s only fair." Cass obliged. She couldn't imagine she had a part of Raps inside of her, not knowing that Raps thought the same. After all this, they were a bit exhausted, and laid next to each other in bed. As their sexual energy went back to normal, Raps began to panic. What would she tell Eugene? Questions started swirling in her mind. She started to wonder if she had done the wrong thing. Maybe she should have been loyal to Eugene instead. Maybe she really was a bad girl.

Cass guessed what her former friend was thinking. "Raps, I...hope this doesn't cause any issues with Eugene...maybe this was all a mistake." After hearing that, Raps' fears and insecurities melted away. She shook her head and brought her former friend close. She would not make her feel bad about this. It wasn't her fault. "No! This wasn't a mistake. I wanted to shag you. And I don't feel bad about it.” Cass was surprised. She then heard a knock on the door. "Your shift is over, Miss Leandra. Wrap it up." She shouted back, "okay!" She gave Raps directions to her house where they could talk more. Raps put her clothes back on. Cass did the same, saying she was going "on break."

About ten minutes later, Cass arrived at the place she discussed. Raps followed her inside the small, quaint cottage. Once inside, Cass asked, "do you want to begin where we left off?" Raps nodded. They had the bed bounder so many times that night that they couldn't count. They only stopped when the queen began to fall asleep, with the stress getting to her. She now understood the value of these pleasure houses, firsthand. Although Eugene had sent out royal guard to find her, they had been so incompetent that they lost her. If they had seen her then it might have been different. Cass came back into the room. She saw Raps sleeping on her bed and she brushed the hair aside, away from her face, lovingly. She couldn't believe the queen had come for her, looking for her. She had thought that Raps had forgotten about her. Clearly that belief was wrong. Clearly, she did remember her.

She had no idea how this would turn out between them or even any possible repercussions on the relationship between Eugene and Raps. Instead, what mattered to her, was how she could make sure this was a more than a one-time encounter. She wanted them to have a longer-lasting relationship. One day, she'd eventually reveal that she was really the owner of the Moonstone House. Whatever came next would be up to her and Raps...