In the grand palace library, the Princess, bored with her royal duties, discovers a hidden pleasure in the art of the hand job. She practices her technique on the rigid, velvet-covered bookends, her delicate fingers wrapping around the cool, smooth metal. Her mind wanders to her father's trusted advisor, his strong hands and intense gaze fueling her fantasies. She imagines his thick cock throbbing in her palm, his breath ragged as she strokes him to release. Her own breath hitches as she brings herself to climax, her hand working furiously between her thighs, her royal status forgotten in the throes of her self-pleasure.