Filthy Little Beast Part 2

A leather-gloved hand with a huge blood red ruby ring was thrust in front of my mouth. A voice I hadn't heard before commanded with absolute authority that I must kiss the ring of the Queen. I did as I was told and kissed the stone. I felt a buttery soft leather clad hand then raise my chin. I was kneeling before a raised platform. The chair in the center was raised above the other two. The woman seated in the center wore the same exotic leather gown that my aunt was wearing that day. She was also wearing a crown encrusted with Diamonds and Rubies In one gloved hand she held a jewel encrusted scepter. My mother was there as well dressed exactly like my aunt except that her Tiara had rubies in it. Mother was sitting to the Queens right and my aunt took a seat to her left.

Oddly enough it took all my will power not to laugh. I had the thought that I had fallen into the hands of the unholy trinity. "The queen commanded me to look into her eyes". I guessed that she must have been at least 50 years old because of what I knew of the family history so far. I didn't know if it was plastic surgery or simply good genetics because she didn't look a day over 20! She was every bit as gorgeous and my mother and aunt.

"Princess Barbie, Today thou shalt undergo the leather ritual of indoctrination" she said in a voice colder than liquid nitrogen. "If thou shall fail you will be reduced to a life of eternal suffering as befits any male". "If thou succeeds in thine trials of this day and the ultimate trial to come the title of princess and heir to the leather throne shall pass to thee". I knew that no one in the modern world spoke in Middle English and assumed that this was a part of the ritual. "The queen then commanded me to my feet. I had a chance to see what was in that room and wish with all my heart and soul that they had blindfolded me. It was a torture chamber! There was a medieval rack and chair covered in steel spikes. All manors of whips and restraints were on the walls.