A Day in Blissful Revelry

Fatima hummed softly as she sat in front of her vanity mirror, brushing and combing her hair before putting it into two long twintails tied by colorful ribbons, her tail swished back and forth adorned in a bow that matched her outfit.
Her Bearly Frank, was sitting upon her bed munching on some dango she had bought for him, looking up every now and then to see what his owner was doing, before continuing to eat his snack.
When she was done fixing up her hair, Fatima stood up and made her way over to the full body mirror set up in the corner of the room near a dresser that held a jewelry box.
“Hmm… crown earrings or egg earrings?” She asked, turning towards her imp, holding the items up.

Frank stopped mid munch and stared at both earrings, before pointing at the crown ones.
“Good choice!”
Fatima put the earrings in then checked herself out in the mirror.
She was wearing a pastel colored magical girl styled princess dress that stopped at her thigh; along with white, knee high stockings and a rose gold charm anklet.
“Okay Frank, I’m gonna head to work now. See you in a few hours. Please don’t eat up all the snacks and mess up the house while I’m gone. Or, no snacks for a week.” She says, gently petting the Bearly’s head before grabbing her purse and heading out the door.

After walking a few miles, Fatima stopped in front of a very swanky yet elegantly rich looking building that had a sign on it that said, ‘Blissful Revelry.’
Making her way inside, Fatima was immediately greeted with “Good afternoon, Princess Lacey.”
Fatima grinned broadly as she curtsies to the bun who greeted her.
“Good afternoon, Belial! Do I have any clients today?”
“Of course. They’re all waiting for you in the main room. May I take your purse?”
“Yes, thank you.” Fatima slipped her purse off and handed it to the bun before making her way towards the main room.
The main room itself was a very large and spacious lounge, with walls painted in white and lavishly decorated with gold lace.
There were multiple cream colored sofas, couches, and chairs, as well as round, wooden tables; while across the room from the entry-way was a well stocked bar.

“Good afternoon my loyal subjects! It is I, your most fabulous Princess Lacey!”
The crowd of people who were sitting down relaxing, turned their heads towards Fatima, before a few stood up and moved towards her, kneeling at her feet.
“Welcome back, Your Highness.” One of the clients responded, taking her hand and kissing it.
“Hello Ivan. It’s good to see you again.”
“Good afternoon, My Lady.”
“Hello Dammerung. Did you bring me the gift you promised?”
“Of course, My Lady. Would you like me to go and get it for you?”
“Yes, bring it to my throne right away.”
The young bun nodded, then stood up and wandered off, while the others who were still around her, escorted Fatima further into the lounge.
“I demand snacks. Go and fetch me something sweet from the bar will you, Ivan?”
“Yes of course! Is there anything in particular that you’d like to eat today?”
“Mmm, chocolate cake with ice cream will suffice.”
“Right away, Your Highness.” Ivan quickly bowed then made his way towards the bar.

Fatima giggled softly, taking a seat in one of the comfy armchairs, legs crossed as she scanned the room; a few more clients were making their way towards her and one was holding a round glass filled with a pastel colored drink, that had a lemon wedge on the rim, as well as some flecks of sugar.
“Good afternoon, Princess Lacey. It has been quite some time since I’ve last visited you, no?” A bun with dark purple hair greeted, handing Fatima the glass before bowing, then taking her hand and kissing it.
Fatima took the drink and smiled softly, “Good afternoon Matias. You remembered my favorite drink I see.” She takes the lemon wedge and squeezes it into the drink, using the little straw to mix it.
“Of course I did. Just because I haven’t seen you in a while, doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten about the things you like.” Matias remarked, sitting in the chair across from her.
“Here’s your ice cream and cake, My Lady.” Ivan said, placing the food on the table in front of her.
“Thank you Ivan.” Fatima reached out and gently patted the bun’s head.

As conversation was beginning to pick up among Fatima and her clients, Dammerung returned with a gift wrapped rectangular box.
“Sorry it took me so long. I couldn’t find it in the back.” He says, handing it to her while she sat in Matias’s lap, his hands roaming up and down her sides as some of her other clients were brushing her hair, rubbing her knuckles, and massaging her hooves.
Fatima’s eyes lit up as she reached out and took the box, tail swaying rapidly. Inside the box was a pink and gold scepter, with a large red heart wearing a tiny blue and purple crown on top.
“Oh wow~” She held it out and lightly swung it a few times, before running her hand over it then inspecting it closely. It looked completely brand new since she could see herself in it and it shone brightly in the light of the lounge.
“You’ve truly outdone yourself Dammerung. I commend your efforts. You’ve made your Princess pretty happy. Thank you so much for the gift.”
“Anything for you, My Lady. You are a princess after all and every princess needs a scepter.” He commented, kissing her palm, what sounded like a content purr escaping him as Fatima moved her hand to his cheek and stroked it with her thumb.
“I think you’ve earned yourself a reward. Come here.” She said, beckoning him forward.
Dammerung’s eyes widened for a moment before he stepped closer, only to be caught off guard as Fatima captured his mouth with hers.
The kiss continued for a bit longer before Fatima pulled away.
“Good boy.” She praised, stroking the now awestruck and unmoving succubun.
“Make sure you schedule some private time with me later, yeah?” She whispered, making Dammerung’s ears slightly twitch.
“O-o-of c-c-course, My Lady. Y-y-y-your wish is my command!”
Fatima smirked then turned towards the others who were staring hard at Dammerung right now, glaring if you will, if looks could kill the poor man would be dead right now.

“Now, now everyone, don’t be jealous. Just keep in mind what you learned here today and apply it to yourselves. You wouldn’t want to make your princess sad now would you? Besides, if you want time with me you can book a private visitation any time. Even after hours.” She told them, returning to her chair.
“Now, who wants to play spin the bottle?!” She asked, holding up a large empty bottle of wine.