Lecture on Masturbation for the Princess

The Phasi Empire is the largest military and political might in the Human Realm. For fear of its emperor's retaliation, many smaller kingdoms throughout the continent have long pledged their loyalty. 

To assure a long line of strong rule and eradicate weakness, all members of the Phasi Empire's royal family must undergo strict education from birth.

However, the current Phasi princess, Lulu, has shown herself to be curiously disaligned with the values expected of a future empress. She abhors violence, and has a strong distaste for politics. 

In fact, Lulu's greatest dream in life is to just be cute, eat sweets, and relax.

As such, Lulu has become something of a black sheep. At her teachers' suggestion, the emperor decides to send Lulu out on a small military campaign to deal with the demon invaders, and hopefully learn some responsibility.

Lulu is only sent as a figurehead, of course–something which the rest of the army is quite aware of. It is an unwelcome surprise to everyone, then, when the caravan ends up running head-first into demon activity, causing Princess Lulu to fall right into Caesar's clutches.

Princess Lulu's capture drives the Phasi Army into utter panic.

After learning that she would not, in fact, be brutally murdered and devoured by Caesar and his cohorts, but would instead be allowed to live a life of relative freedom and comfort—in exchange for her 'service'—Princess Lulu decides to join Caesar's harem.

She finds it a welcome change to her previous life in the Phasi Empire, one where she was groomed for royalty against her will, living in constant fear for her life as a contender for the throne.

And with that, the prior Phasi princess now lives out her days with Caesar in his palace.

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"Hmm hmmm~ La la la~" Princess Lulu merrily hums a tune as she whiles away the hours, alone in her room.

Her long blonde hair positively glowing, flowing like a river of gold down to her waist. Fair-skinned and slender, she looks like something out of an old storybook. One where a princess marries a prince and lives happily ever after.

And yet, just like in any good story, terror lurks just beyond the shadows, unbeknownst to our innocent princess.

"Well, seems like you're in a good mood!"

Archdemon Caesar, leader of the harem, barges into Lulu's room without warning.

For Caesar, this is perfectly normal way to make an entrance—but it takes the delicate Lulu entirely by surprise.

"Aaaaagh!! Intruder!! Omg, do I stop, drop and roll!?"

Princess Lulu darts about the room in a panic, talking to herself, finally remembering her go-to tactic when faced with danger.

"Right! In times like these, play dead!"

Taking care not to hurt herself, or ruffle up her hair, Princess Lulu gingerly lays herself down on the floor, "Ah~ I've died~!"

Caesar looks around the room, feeling strangely insulted, "Chill out, it's just me. When are you gonna buck up and stop being such a wimp? Aren't you bored cooped up in your room all day?"

Recognizing Caesar's uniquely harsh tone of voice, Lulu cautiously peeks out from one eye, only sighing a breath of relief after making sure it truly is Caesar, and not some imposter. "Oh... Caesar!"

"Bored? No way. My life dream has been to sit in my room all day, not have to worry about ceremonies, or manners, or talking to people I don't like, or people telling me I don't act like a princess." Lulu gets back on her feet and looks Caesar straight in the eyes, "My life dream is to be a total sloth."

"Hey, that's your choice. Keep serving me and I won't step on your toes. I just think it's boring. You know what, how bout' you come over to my room tonight."

"Ah... do you want me to... serve you?" Lulu widens her eyes with a slight tremble.

"Not only that. I'll teach you a new way to pass the time while you're alone in your room."

"Ah... well, if it's an order, then... I'll be right over."

Later That Night...

"Master Caesar, uh... what am I supposed to be doing?" Lulu lies flat on Caesar's bed. Her voice quivering, unsure of what will happen next. 

"Don't be scared, I'm going to teach you something fun." 

"Um... does it have to do with sex?"

Caesar is widely known as being incredibly preverted. He had Lulu serve him once before, but since she has almost zero knowledge of sex or anything related, she was let off with just a blowjob, which Caesar had to teach her step by step. 

"Yeah, you could say that. You'll understand once you do it." Caesar scans Lulu up and down, "You've never touched yourself before, have you?"

"Touch myself? Umm... Like, when I take a bath? I make sure to scrub real well, and I put in shampoo and conditioner. Sometimes my eyes get itchy, so I'll touch them—"

"Not like that! I mean like masturbating, jeez." Caesar sighs, already losing patience, as if he's some junior-high sex-ed teacher. "You know... buttering your muffin, fanning the fur, flickin' the bean... whatever you wanna call it! Rubbing your own pussy till you cum!"

"Ehh... uhh... That doesn't sound like something I would want to do... although I do like muffins..."

Lulu's hesitant, childlike response finally causes Caesar to lose it.

"Goddammit just listen to me, alright!?" Caesar yells, "Take your finger and put it on your pussy!"

"Waaa... ahhh..." Lulu looks like she's about to cry, but does as she's told, "Um... Do you mean... like this?"

"Pretty much. Now, use your fingers and rub it around."

Lulu lets out a small, pathetic sort of yelp as she presses her hand down on her vagina, separated only by a thin pair of pure-white undies. She begins to rub her fingers back and forth in a totally unpracticed, clumsy fashion that brings her absolutely no pleasure whatsoever. 

"Faster!!" Lulu's snail-paced diddling only gets Caesar crankier.

"Ahh... ungh... yes! I will rub faster!" Like a cheerleader, Lulu looks down at her own vagina and cheers herself on, "Faster, faster! You can do it!"

Even though Lulu's doing something so obviously sexual, the room carries the stragely sterile atmosphere of a classroom.

"Take your underwear off! You've got to touch it directly!"

"O... Okay!"

Lulu flings her panties to the side, revealing her pussy in all its glory.

(Gahh... I... I can't believe I'm letting a boy see all my special parts... and he's just staring at them! I'm so embarrassed!) Lulu's face begins to turn beet red, completely mortified.

(Waah, what am I even supposed to do now... I guess I'll just have to butter my muffin, like what Caesar said...) Lulu steels her resolve, deciding to obey all of Caesar's orders from now on.

"Hold on... you can't just rub it all dry like that. You've got to use some spit and lube it up!"

"Spit? Really?"

Making to sure obey his every order, Lulu licks her index finger and places it on her vagina again, rubbing it lightly, as Caesar stands by her side and further mansplains female masturbation.

"Listen, for such a beginner, if you go too fast then you're just gonna hurt yourself. First, put your fingers by the entrance of your pussy, and slide it up from there till you find your clit, and then start playing with it."

"Cl... Clit?" Lulu looks completely baffled. Clitoris? Another totally foreign word.

"Oh man, you don't know? Listen, spread your pussy lips, and feel around up top for a bean-type thing. Usually it's protected by a little flap of skin, alright? Find that and then play around with it."

"Uhhh... O... Okay..."

Following Caesar's orders, Lulu locates what she believes to be her clitoris, and places her index finger on top.

When she finally touches her clit, her body spasms, as if touching an exposed wire. Seeing this, Caesar lets out a twisted laugh, "Heh! Looks like you found it, and it's sensitive, too. Should be, if that's the first time you're letting it out of its little shell."

"Ca... Caesar... What was that!?" Lulu is equally mystified and scared of what she just experienced, yet strangely wants to feel it again.

"You'll understand soon. Just do as I say."

"Okay..." Lulu squeaks

"First, put your finger on your clit and stroke it around. And remember to get the surrounding areas."

Lulu does as he says, putting her index finger on her clit, and slowly rubbing back and forth.

"Don't just focus right on the clit, it's too sensitive. You've got to get the areas around it."

"Mm... nngh..." Lulu's body begins to tremble, hey pussy getting wet with its own juices. "Mmm~ Ahh... what's happening..."

"Now, put your whole finger inside, and move it around."

Lulu carefully slips a finger inside her pussy and curls it upwards. After getting situated, Lulu begins to get on without any help from Caesar, naturally finding the spots most comfortable to her.

After playing with herself for a bit, she takes her finger out, and with it a string of her own transparent juices.

"Ahh... Master Caesar... something weird's happening to my body..." Our innocent Princess Lulu is beginning to open the doors of desire. Her voice lustful and breath heavy, "My body's getting hotter... like it's burning... like it needs something..."

Lulu puts her fingers back in, stirring them faster and faster, her eyes glazing over, completely succumbing to her desires.

"Mmm... something weird... is happening to my body... ahhh~ But I can't stop moving my fingers!"

Lulu's once cute, innocent face begins to change, too, taking on a more lustful, seductive look.

"Unghh... mmm..." Completely wrapped up in pleasure, Lulu forgets about Caesar entirely, focusing only on her own satisfaction, "Unnghh~ Mmm~"

Her pussy puffs outward as blood rushes to her groin, her breath and heartbeat in sync, nipples erect.

"Ahh~ It feels like something is coming... I'm scared... it's like I'm floating~ Mmmng~" Suddenly appearing slightly concerned, Lulu's breathing quickens further, her muscles tighten, "Gonna fall! I'm gonna fall down!! Yaaagh!!"

Back arched and toes curled, Lulu lets out a high-pitched, breathy sigh.

"Aaaahhhhhh~"

Her vagina twitches as it sprays a torrent of clear, gushing liquid.

Thanks to Caesar, Lulu has experienced her first orgasm, her mind gone completely blank. Not a care in the world.

"Hagh... ahh..." Post orgasm, breathing heavily as if she'd just sprinted a mile, sprawled listless in bed, Lulu's huge breasts heave up and down as if trying to escape her slender frame. 

"Good job, now you can masturbate. Make sure to get some more practice back in your room." Looking down at Lulu, exhausted on the bed in a puddle of  her own juices, Caesar can't help but laugh.

"Mmng... ahh... Ye... Yes, Master Caesar..."

From that day onward, if one were to listen close enough while passing Lulu's room, they just might be able to hear our pure, innocent princess doing her best to suppress the lustful moans and heavy sighs of pleasure.