Sunday, January 30, 2011

The Queen's Throne Part 2

Lady Cassia paced up and down her bed chamber, unable to sleep. "That new girl, there's something about her. She was almost too kind, too sweet. Why can't I stop thinking about earlier today?" The sun was now set, and the mood in the room was just as dark as the light outside. A few stray candles burned in the corners of the room, just enough to provide some light so Cassia could see where she was headed. She sat at her vanity and stared herself in the eye, thinking hard. She looked over at the door leading to Liviya's quarters, laying her head down on the table and sighing. She stared for a long time. "Well...it's not too late. She could be awake."

She stood up, straightened her sleeping gown and walked over to the door, hesitating before knocking. "What if she's not awake? I could be disturbing." She shook her head, long strands of hair falling over her eyes. "She has an obligation to me anyway. She must expect this sort of thing...no, that sounds cruel. I don't wish to abuse her in any way." While her mind was still rambling, her body had taken over and knocked on the door. She was worried for a moment, because if she'd heard that, there was no going back now. "Oh my! This is terrible, I shouldn't be disturbing her at this time of night! What shall...I..." She heard footsteps, coming closer, and the door opened. Liviya stood there, also dressed in her white nightgown. "Do you require my services, m'lady?" She played with her sleeves as she said this.

"Well...no, I do-" *Gurggl* Her stomach lurched, and a sudden pain seized her lower abdomen. "Oh...I believe I do. I'm sorry." She rushed over to the royal stool and lifted the lid, quickly lifting up the back of her nightgown and sitting. *Pfft* A burst of air escaping her butt. "I'm very sorry. Did I wake you just for this?" She continued playing with her sleeves, and was staring down at her feet, but yet she didn't hesitate to answer. "No, m'lady. I was...awake." *Pffft* More gas, a very quiet puff, but quite aromatic. Cassia wrinkled her nose. Liviya just stared down at her feet. "Hm. It appears I'm just rather...er...flatulent, at the moment. Are you troubled?" "Not at...may I sit down?" Cassia looked confused for a moment, then realized she was, after all, the queen, and these sort of formalities must be expected. "Oh, of course. Please, sit." Liviya sat down on the edge of the bed. She still played with the cuffs of her nightgown. "You do appear troubled though. What is the matter, Liviya?"

Liviya sat silent for what seemed like an eternity, before she at last opened her mouth to speak. "I h-" *Frrt* A wet fart interrupted her. "Oh. Ah, I'm sorry Liviya. That was embarrassing. Now, you were saying?" Liviya was now bright red, obviously feeling ashamed. "Not a thing. I...apologize." Cassia furrowed her brow and reached out to touch Liviya's knee. "Speak your mind." Liviya sighed. "Well...Ineedtorelievemybowelsbut...uhm...I didn't...want to disturb you by opening the door so...I just sat there." Cassia was now the embarrassed one. "It's ok. You may leave and relieve yourself now if you want." Liviya held a hand to her crotch and spoke in an urgent tone. "Thank you, m'lady uh...but...mmn......I don't think I can make it there." She gripped herself tighter.

Cassia was now concerned. She thought about her mother, looking down on the poor and the laborious around her. She thought her mother might be annoyed by something like a servant leaving to use the lavatory. She didn't want to be like that. "Liviya, if you can't hold it...I should tell you this stool is rather large. If I move to the side, we may be able to use it both at once. If that might be fine with you, of course." Liviya started up but caught herself and sat back down. "No m'lady, I shouldn't impose." Cassia began scooting over to the side. "Loosing your bowels on my bed might be more of an imposition than this. Please." Liviya stood up and, in one quick motion, pulled her nightgown up, turned around and threw herself down onto the stool. Cassia had to grip the side to keep from being propelled off the edge.

Liviya wasted no time. Immediately she released a combination of gas and very loose diarrhea, groaning while she did so. *PffttcrrkklplpbllrtttPLPPpffftblrrrrtpfff* Cassia held onto the edge for dear life, both trying not to fall off and trying not to make the atmosphere thicker. She unconciously sniffled and smelled the horrible air, coughing involuntarily. "You're fortunate you have no sense of smell, Liviya." She laughed. Liviya didn't laugh, whether it was because of her physical discomfort or her unshakable etiquette. Cassia stopped smiling and looked around the room, passing more gas in the meantime. *Pffffft* Liviya was now urinating into the pot, and at the same time having awful, reeking diarrhea. Cassia felt sorry for the girl. She held this in for who knows how long, and was just now getting a chance to relieve herself, and it had to be in someone's company? It seemed almost unfair, but sort of fitting given the situation.

Cassia decided to lend some comfort. She reached behind her back and found Liviya's arm, wrapped tightly around her aching stomach. She pulled one arm away and lay it between them, holding her hand and running her fingers along her palm. Liviya opened her teary eyes again and realized her hand was being held. She turned her head and nearly met Cassia's gaze. They rolled their heads back a little farther in unison, now looking eye-to-eye. *Crrkkllflomp* Cassia let loose into Liviya's pile. She giggled. Even Liviya giggled this time. "Liviya scrunched her face up and grunted, testing her bowels. "I'm finished, m'lady." She sighed and let go of Cassia's hand. "As am I. Shall we clean ourselves?" Liviya gasped. "I forgot my things!" She carefully let down her nightgown and walked to her bedroom, bringing back the shallow bowl and silk. Liviya first cleaned Cassia's backside, then went to get another bit of silk. She came back and made to clean herself, but Cassia stopped her. "...Allow me. This will be a secret amongst us, yes?" Liviya stood stunned. "A...secret? Us? I...yes. Alright." Cassia smirked and commanded Liviya to turn around and squat, and she did. She took her time cleaning Liviya's rear, disgusted and at the same time highly fascinated. The smell was becoming a nuisance, however. "There, finished. Now please, Liviya, remove this." She pointed to the stool. "O...of course, m'lady." She opened the front and removed the pot, looking down into it before walking over to the window and pouring the contents onto the garden below.  She wiped the inside of the bowl and set it aside. "I shall wash it more thoroughly tomorrow. I'll take all of this away for now." "Please do."

After Liviya left the room, Cassia tossed herself onto the bed, deep in thought. She'd caught a glimpse of the contents of the bowl, and she was utterly astounding that such a slender girl as Liviya could produce something so...large. "At the least, I think there are a great many things I don't understand about this girl." She pulled the covers over herself and drifted to sleep, the still fresh odor of Liviya's evacuation still hanging in the air.

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