Sleeping Beauty Part 1

Once upon a time, there was a royal couple who had everything they wanted. Except a child. They tried for years but with no success. They had almost given up all hope of ever having a child until one night they had a visitor in the form of a beautiful woman who was traveling alone. She stopped at the palace for food and shelter.

The kind King and Queen let her in and invited her to dine with them in their private chambers.

"Thank you so much," the strange woman said. "I was so weary and exhausted."

"It is no trouble," the King said, smiling. He was handsome and young, only 25, and his smile lit up his entire face. "What is your name?"

"Carabosse," she said, drinking dark red wine. "But please, just call me Cara. How can I repay you for your kindness?"

"There's nothing that we want," the Queen said kindly. "We are just happy to host one of our citizens for the night."

Cara smiled graciously but said, "There must be something you want. Are you two truly perfectly content with your lives?"

The King and Queen exchanged glances.

"Ah," Cara exclaimed, "so there is something."

"Nothing you can give us, unfortunately," the King said. "The only thing we wish for is a child, but it's not meant to be. I don't suppose you could help with that."

"In fact, I can," Cara said.

It was only then the King and Queen noticed the air of magic that crackled around her. The Queen's smile disappeared to be replaced with a wary look. "Who are you?" she said.

"Relax, I mean you no harm," she said, as she continued eating her meal. "I'm just a simple fairy who wishes to repay the kindness the two of you have shown me. I can help you get a child."

"How," the King asked. "Please. We'd do anything for one."

"If you want the child to be of your own blood, there is only one way," Cara said. "You will have to use me as a vessel."

"How dare you," the Queen hissed. "How dare you make advances on my husband."

"Relax, Your Majesty," Cara said. "You want a child and this is the only way to get it. I have fertility magic. It only takes one time with any man to produce a child."

"Use the fertility magic on me, then," the Queen said.

"It can't be transferred," Cara said. If you want a child of royal blood, this is the only way. One of you is barren. I sensed it from outside the palace walls. But no man is barren with me."

The King glared at her. "I appreciate the offer, but we will manage without you," he said. "I will not be unfaithful to my wife."

"No," the Queen said suddenly. She looked at her husband, tears in her eyes. "I want a child. Your child. If it must be done this way then so be it."

"My love," the King whispered. Sadness was evident in his voice.

"Please," the Queen said. She stood up. "I will leave you two tonight. One night, that's all you need?"

Cara nodded.

The Queen nodded. "So be it."

"Wait," Cara said. She stood up and took off her long, dark traveling cloak, revealing beneath it a scarlet dress and black wings that fluttered slightly in the air. The couple gaped at her.

Cara draped the cloak around the Queen's shoulders. "Sleep wherever you would have sent me tonight. Nobody has to know the truth about tonight." She smiled gently at the Queen.

The Queen gave a strained smile back before pulling the hood up and over her face and walking out of the room.

Cara turned to the King who wouldn't meet her eyes. She smiled at him. "Don't worry, Your Majesty." She put a hand on his shoulder and released her magic into him. He gasped and shuddered but didn't resist. "You'll enjoy it as much as I will."

The King's eyes darkened with lust and Cara smiled. She held out her hand and the King took it. He rose to his feet, looking at her with hunger and lust. Cara stroked his handsome face with her hand, enjoying his chiseled cheekbones.

She hadn't been lying about this being the only way he would have a child of his own blood. But she relished in having her very own plaything for the night, and such a handsome one at that. She trailed her finger down his neck, feeling his pulse flutter under her touch.

Cara fluttered her wings and rose in the air a few inches so her face was even with his. She pulled him in for a kiss, biting gently on his lips. The King gasped but kissed her back, his tongue darting into her mouth for a brief moment. Cara moaned and smiled before putting her hand on the back of his neck and releasing even more magic into him. She could feel the magic pouring over his senses, relaxing him, making him compliant, obedient to her. He wouldn't think of anything except pleasing her for the night, she would make sure of it. He was hypnotized under her spell and the more magic she poured into him, the more aroused she herself became.

Cara pulled the King's shirt up over his head and ran her hands down his muscular chest, sending more magic into him, making him moan with pleasure. The fairy smiled and knelt down at his feet so she was directly in front of his crotch. With one smooth motion, she undid his pants and pulled out his hard cock.

It was huge, at least eight inches, and she smiled in anticipation for the pleasures she would have tonight. She licked the tip of the cock and the King let out a shuddering breath. He moaned with pleasure and she smiled and opened her mouth, taking the hard cock all the way into her mouth.

The King started moaning as she sucked him, pulling the cock deep into her mouth until it touched the back of her throat. Cara sighed happily, enjoying the feel of it.

When she was satisfied, she pulled it out of her mouth and looked at the King who was a shaking mess. He was so aroused he was barely able to stand up right. Cara grabbed his hand and pulled him into his own private bedchamber.

With a slight shove, she pushed him onto his gigantic bed, covered in red silk coverings. He looked up at her with dazed awe. Cara took off her gown and draped it over a nearby chair, revealing luscious, pale skin and large, perky breasts. Her wings folded back to rest as she climbed on top of him and leaned down to kiss him.

The King groaned and wrapped his hands around her waist. Cara moaned softly before grabbing his cock and stroking it with her hand. Then she sat up and, smiling, slid herself over the King's hard shaft.

He cried out and trembled as she moved her hips, sliding his cock in and out of her. Pleasure tingled through her with the feeling and she sighed, moving him in and out of her. His hips started moving and soon he was grabbing her waist to hold her still while thrusting into her over and over.

Cara frowned at her plaything trying to take control. She released another dose of magic into him, magic that paralyzed him. The King went limp and his eyes widened in shock and bliss at his complete helplessness. Cara smiled as she moved up and down over him, leaning down to kiss his neck, licking him right above the pulse point. The King groaned and she felt his pulse quicken.

She moved her hips faster and faster and soon the feeling was too much and she came. The King let out a moan and soon came as well, his hot seed spurting into her. Cara smiled. That was all it took to repay her debt. She knew his seed was anchored inside her. But she might as well enjoy herself the rest of the night.

"You're not done yet," she whispered in his ear. Her pussy squeezed his softening cock and she released magic directly into it, making him hard again. "I plan to enjoy you all night."

***

The next morning, the King woke up in a daze. The night before was mercifully a blur, but he knew it wasn't a dream when he saw the fairy sitting on the nearby window seat, looking out into the palace gardens. "Is it done?" he asked, not being able to feign cordiality.

She turned just slightly to him. "Yes," she said. "It is done. You may announce the birth. Tell the people that a frog visited your wife in the bath last night and promised her a child. It's no different than any other superstition people believe."

"What about the baby? Are we to take care of you for nine months?" Nothing was more repulsive to him.

"Seven months for fertility fairies," Cara said. "And no. Don't worry, I'll disappear. Not only would it risk people finding out the truth, but I would just be a constant reminder for you and the Queen."

"How kind of you," the King said. But there was no sincerity in his tone. "How will we get our child if you're just going to disappear?"

"In seven months you find her inside the queen's bed chambers. I trust in that time you can make the appropriate arrangements to pull off the deception."

"Her?" The King couldn't help smile. He had a girl. He had a little girl.

The fairy smiled at him and unlatched the window. "Until next time, Your Majesty," she said before turning and flying out into the morning.

***

The King and Queen made the arrangements. After announcing the pregnancy, they had a flurry of celebrations during the first week before the Queen was spirited off to their private quarters where she would be seen as little as possible. Citing illness from the pregnancy, only the King and a trusted maid were allowed to see her.

At the end of the seven months, the Queen woke up in the middle of the night to hear someone sneaking through her window. She pulled the blanket up to hide her slender form and was about to scream before she caught sight of dark wings. "Cara?" she said.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The fairy closed the windows and the curtains before lighting the Queen's bedside lamp with a flick of her wrist. Cara was illuminated in the glow, her face lit up with joy. But the Queen was focused on the bundle of cloth in the fairy's arms. Tears sprang to her eyes. "Is that... is that her?"

Cara nodded. "Yes, Your Majesty." Her voice only shook a little. She approached the Queen, still in her bed, and handed her the newborn baby. The fairy crossed her arms over herself, as if giving herself a hug.

She was tiny, but her cheeks were rosy. She opened her eyes and looked up at the Queen with shockingly blue eyes. The Queen sobbed. "She has her father's eyes."

"She'll be the image of her father when she grows up," Cara said. "I swear it."

The Queen looked up at her, and only then noticed the tears in Cara's eyes. "Thank you," she said.

The fairy turned away. "It's merely a debt repaid," she said. "I must go. If I get discovered, this was all for naught."

"Wait," the Queen said. "What's her name?"

Cara didn't bother to turn back around. "Her name is whatever you wish it to be," she said. "But personally, for seven months I've called her Briar Rose." And with that, Cara went to the window and was gone.

***

The King's and Queen's plan was executed. The trusted maid was called under the guise of helping the Queen give birth when she suddenly went into labor and the King announced the birth of a healthy daughter named Briar Rose. The King was reluctant to give his daughter that name but the Queen insisted.

"As much as I wish it could be differently, she is her daughter too," The Queen said. "She carried her for seven months and gave her to us. The least we can do is keep the name she gave her daughter."

"It's not her daughter," the King snarled. "It's ours." The last thing he wanted was to be reminded of Cara. He would rather forget the entire ugly business and just believe his wife was the one who bore him a daughter. He eventually gave in to the name, but refused to invite Cara to be invited to Briar Rose's christening.

"We are inviting all the other fairies in the Kingdom," the Queen said. "Not only would excluding Cara be incredibly rude, but it would be conspicuous. What if people start wondering why we didn't invite her in the first place?"

"My love, please," the King pleaded. "I cannot look at her again. I don't remember much of that night, as you know, but just the thought of seeing her again, even for something so formal as a christening... it gives me nightmares. Please. We'll make something up, like we heard word that she died. All we'll be found guilty of is believing an unfounded rumor. I cannot bear to see her again."

The Queen finally relented. So for Briar Rose's christening, they had a great celebration, with a lavish feast and performers and musicians from all over the country. The fairies, who were revered in the kingdom, had places of honor, for they were each going to bless little Briar Rose with a magical gift.

Just as the Queen feared, many people inquired after Cara. While she didn't have many friends, she was well known by several of the guests. Cara loved to spend her time bedding as many men as possible while also selling matchmaking services. She was a bit prickly, however, and not well liked. The Queen shifted uncomfortably whenever her name was mentioned, but the King always feigned remorse, saying they had received word she was dead before the invitations were even sent out.

The ceremony went off without a hitch and as the fairies were about to give their presents, the doors to the Great Hall suddenly burst open.

Cara flew in, her face twisted with anger and grief. She slowly advanced on the royal family, hovering a few inches above the ground. The air crackled with her magic as she went. "What a lovely celebration," she hissed. "All of my fellow fairies are here," she said, gesturing to the seats of honor. "Not surprising since it's customary to invite the fairies to a christening."

The King flinched. "Carabosse," he said, bowing low. "I'm so happy to see you."

"Are you?" she said. "My invitation got lost in the mail, did it?"

"We received word you were dead," the King said.

Cara raised an eyebrow. "Interesting story." She turned to the rest of the guests, who were shifting uncomfortably and avoiding her eyes. "Did anyone else think I was dead?"

There was some faint mutterings but no clear answer. She turned back to the royal couple. "I wonder where you and you alone could have heard such a rumor."

"We're so sorry," the Queen said. "You're welcome to stay and enjoy the rest of the feast. We meant no disrespect."

But Cara wouldn't have any of it. She flew even closer to the royal couple until she was inches away from them. "I never had any delusions that I would be welcome in your daughter's life," she whispered. She looked down at the sleeping Briar Rose, her features softening for just a moment. "But I never thought you would deprive me of giving her a gift at her christening." She looked back at the King and Queen, glaring again. "I'll be happy to give your daughter a gift," she said in the louder voice. "After all, that's my right as a fairy, is it not?" She turned to the crowd. "Briar Rose will grow up to be beautiful, smart, and beloved by all," she said. She whirled back to glare at the King and Queen. "Until her 18th birthday.

"On her 18th birthday, she will lay with a man and get... pricked." Gasps of shock rang through the crowd at that scandalous announcement which only further encouraged Cara. "She will fall into a deep sleep and sleep for 100 years only to be woken by true love's kiss."

Lowering her voice, she said, "You get 18 years with her. I get the rest."

Then the fairy vanished, leaving the Great Hall in an uproar.