Author: Madame Ovary Title: Empress Part: 1 Universe: Empress Summary: Sometimes to be the Queen of an empire is better to be the King! Keywords: Fdom, Fb, Ff, nc, rom, EMPRESS By Madame Ovary February 2015 <!--ADULTSONLY--> Chapter 1: My World as Queen There is an ancient saying stating that "it's good to be King", but I prefer by far to be the Queen. I don't have near as many eyes on me, and I can stay in the shadows more often and have my fun. My husband the King is almost always tied up with matters of state or sleeping with his young boys. He's a twisted soul that prefers the company of young males for his personal delights. Because of that, and because I don't oppose him in any way, he turns his eye from my pursuits of pleasure. I don't like young boys, but I do like young girls. I also like young men. My husband keeps a harem, just as most kings do, but his harem is divided into two different courts, one for the males and one for the females. That's not all that unusual amongst kings but it is unusual that he has a harem filled with young nubile females that he never enjoys. The male court starts with boys from the age of about 5 and only the most suitable are kept the longest, sometimes making it to the age of 18 before they are sent away. Most of our boys end up being assigned to our armies far from here, but some who have been especially pleasing to us are giving a more merciful fate, serving other politicians or the wealthy elite in their homes here in the capitol city. My husband finds that his tastes for male flesh start to tire after a young male gets much older than 15 or 16, but I've managed to talk him into keeping a few of them around until they're 18 for my pleasure. He knows I'm fucking them, but he's so preoccupied with the younger ones and is thankful that I leave him alone, so it works well for both of us. The boys are typically orphans, the spoils of war. Usually they are only kept if they're found at an early age, at 5-8 years of age, and then they are raised in our courts with minimal privileges and much training in the arts, but especially in one - the art of giving pleasure. We won't usually rescue orphans for our harem unless they are young and trainable and possess good physical beauty and other physical "attributes". The boys are then trained until they are at least 9 or 10 and only then will we allow them into our presence. ?I don't care for boys that much, and usually won't touch a male until he's at least 14 or 15. Innocence isn't what attracts me in a male, it's the physical prowess and their beauty that does. At any given time we may have 30-50 males in our harem, usually spread out somewhat equally between the ages of 5 to 18, unless we've had a banner year at collecting new ones. I've been in luck these past few years, watching larger groups than normal come up through our court. Our empire fought and won a particularly large campaign that went through several regions to the east of here about 8 years ago that yielded almost 90 boys, of which we kept 34 for our harem after culling the rest of them out. I've been paying keen attention to those 34 boys over the years as they've come up through the ranks, and have my eye on about 15 of them in particular. They are beautiful creatures, and all are gifted sexually as well. The youngest of them is 13 now and the oldest 17. On their 18th birthday I will lose them, and there won't be anything I can do about that as my husband's pampering of me has limits, so I will eagerly take my pleasure with them as often as I can prior to their departure from our harem. I mentioned we maintain two harems. The harem for our girls is staffed the same way. They are taken in the same way as boys, and in roughly the same quantities. My husband has little or no use for them, but sees it rather as a diversion and it makes him look like less than the pervert he really is to keep them around. In fact, it is well known that we keep a harem of girls. After all, what king wouldn't? But the fact that we keep one for males as well is a guarded secret, as that could make my husband look weak, and we couldn't have that, now could we? This is to my distinct advantage, as I do love my girls. I have my select group of perhaps 20 or so, but with girls sometimes I prefer a wider range of ages and will sometimes take a 12 year-old for my pleasure, depending on her features, of course. Again, that large campaign of 8 years ago yielded a number of beauties, and I do mean beauties. The ones I shower my attentions on I myself have helped to train, and I let no men near them, unless one of the girls happens to strike my husband's fancy, which is rare, and then of course I say nothing. When he asks for females it is usually when he wants both males and females together for his nightly entertainment. On rare occasion he has allowed them to service him orally or anally, but typically the only way he wants them is to dominate them and will take a girl in the ass rather than use her in the customary fashion. He is twisted like that. If that happens, I find a way to make it up to that particular girl, especially if she is one of my favorites. My physicians have developed potions that will prevent an unwanted pregnancy, so I am free to pursue my nights however I desire and however raunchy I am feeling. They have also perfected other potions that I administer to my concubines, both male and female. Males at that young and ripe of an age need little help in maintaining an erection, but I give it to them anyway. When I want to be pleased, I want to be pleased. Females are given a similar potion but theirs is more for their own pleasure and arousal enhancement rather than for a purely physical benefit. The best part of my access to the harem is that I can do it right under my husbands nose and he could care less. I have heard that some queens must wait and take their pleasures in secret, but not me. Oh, I'm discreet enough, and I never rub it in my husband's face, but I get my pleasure how and when I want it, and I let little deter me from my pursuits. I've found that my pleasure is enhanced by that fact and that over the years my tastes have run to the extravagant because I may do whatever I please, whenever I want, and with whomever I desire. And unlike my husband, who has let himself go and is a slovenly pig, I have maintained my youthful 31 year- old body and am quite fit and trim. I've been told many times by some very desirable men how luscious my body is, and they meant it. I would not stand for useless flattery, and the men of the court are aware of that. They weren?t courting my favor so much as they were seeking an ?audience? with me. I must admit?I am quite beautiful and have access to all the most expensive perfumes and beauty aids as well as to any drugs and potions that I would want to partake of that would help me in my pursuit of ecstasy. Chapter 2: A Night With My Males Tonight, I have a need for my young men, so after a rich dinner, which I only pick at because my mind is preoccupied with thoughts of later on tonight, I pay a visit to the harem to make my selections. Tonight I am after a particular male attribute, the ability to cum large quantities. Even though I have my "chosen ones", those with great beauty, I want something different tonight and make my choices with the harem keeper based on my tastes for tonight. Hakeem, the harem master knows exactly what I am looking for and only has to ask the quantity of boys I desire. "As many as it will take to satisfy me" I answer him, "but no more than a dozen, I would say" I tell him, smiling secretively. I keep Hakeem happy with privileges and fine quarters as well as access to the royal kitchens. He is very loyal to me and never fails to please me as a result. I return to my chambers to prepare myself. After stripping down naked, I enter my second bedchamber, my pleasure room as I have named it. It is the one I reserve strictly for nights like this. It is roomy, and the lighting can be altered to become very bright or very dim. There are tapestries on the wall depicting sexual positions of all kinds and all combinations of sexes. They were chosen for their quality of eroticism from the finest weavers in all our regions. They alone will arouse the senses, which is after all what I am after. There are all manner of couches, chairs, and beds, plus racks for bondage and every other known pleasure device for both males and females. I touch myself, realizing I am wet already in anticipation of tonight?s event. On one side of the room is a low circular padded ottoman, about 5' in diameter. It will serve as my throne for tonight. I hear the faint ring of a bell from just outside my chamber. It is Hakeem telling me they have arrived. I sit on the ottoman, anxious to begin. The boys come in. I know them all, and they know me. The youngest is 13 tonight but the rest are older. They gather around me as I tell them to form a circle around the ottoman. There are 12 of them tonight and they are wearing only what we allow, tunics and loose fitting trousers. "Do you know what I require tonight?" They all nod silently. "Then disrobe!" I command them quietly. As they begin to strip, I move about the ottoman in suggestive poses, showing off my body to them and touching myself if every way it pleases me. I am tremendously wet and completely naked. "Touch yourselves!" I whisper hoarsely. As one, they begin to stroke themselves, although almost half of them are mostly hard already. "Come closer!" I say, beckoning to them. Again as one, they all move to crowd me on my ottoman. They know they will not be allowed to cum until I tell them, so they are careful not to over-excite themselves. Sammi, the one with the longest cock, is one of my favorites. I look at him and curl my finger. He steps up to the ottoman, his glorious slender 12" of cock very hard already. I sit on the ottoman and take him into my mouth and down my throat. I never force my males to keep quiet, only to not speak unless I allow for open dialog. Sammi groans as I take him down my throat. I can feel him sliding well down my throat. His 12" would be way too much for me to throat was it not for his very slender length. Across from him is Markus, the one with the fattest cock. His is a good 9" long and he has a huge crown at the end of his purple cock. I release Sammi and roll across the ottoman to present my rear to him. "Take me!" I groan. Markus steps up and slides his cock up and down my wet slit then slides it into the royal pussy. Markus has privileges. He is allowed to touch me at times like this and I feel his large hands grab my hips as he begins to pound me in earnest. His cock never fails to satisfy me and he feels larger tonight somehow, stuffing me up nicely. He is hurting me, but I like that, and of course, it would never do for me to let on in front of the boys that he is causing me any discomfort. That would not do at all. In no time my tits are swaying and slapping against me as he takes me with long full strokes. There are two young males side by side to my right. I groan as I pull free from Markus's cock and sit on the edge of the ottoman in front of Gaius and Lucius. "You will cum in my mouth now, one at a time" giving them permission. They step forward, increasing their stroking. Their cocks are not impressive, but the volume of cum they can shoot is. I lean in and take each of them in my mouth, easily throating the one while the other does not have that much length to reach my throat. Gaius is not long, but he is the most prodigious cummer of the group, and I am eager to take his load from him. I take my mouth off him and slide Lucius into my throat. I back off when he is close. "You first" I say to him. He begins to jack his cock in earnest then, and he knows well that I will not be pleased if he spills even a drop. I have told them to cum in my mouth and that is exactly what they will do. Lucius groans and steps closer. It is my signal that he is near his orgasm. I look up at him and he nods. I take him in my mouth and down my throat as he begins to spasm. Shot after shot of his young but fertile seed he deposits in my hungry belly. I slide him from my throat and let him finish in my mouth. I feel so filthy and am so aroused now that I know I will leave a large wet spot on the ottoman. No matter. It will fuel the fires with my boys. Lucius is done cumming now and I smile up at him. He is free to leave the circle now and retire to an adjacent seating area where fruits and cheeses are available. Now it is Gaius' turn. "You know what I want" I say to him. He nods and steps forward offering his cock to me. I grab his balls instead. They are a handful and they are rising against his body. In one easy move, I take his cock all the way in my mouth, my nose against his completely shaven body. He groans as I work him mercilessly. Because of the amount he cums, he has permission to speak when he is ready to release his seed. He does so now with a groan. I pull him free from my mouth, squeezing and pulling on his balls while holding fast to his cock with my other hand. He begins to cum. Long thick ropy strands of delicious white boy seed pours from the end of his cock, but I have been with him enough times to know I must swallow quickly or risk drowning! My first swallow is a hot thick mouthful, but I do not gag. I would not give the boys the pleasure of seeing that. It would give them too much to talk about amongst themselves later. Still I am pulling his soupy seed from him and still he is groaning. His first 6 or 7 shots are forceful, and contain more seed than most men will produce in two cums, but he has more to give, and I aim to milk it from him. His spurts have slowed now to thicker dollops, which loop out of him and onto my waiting tongue. His taste is mesmerizing, but we have found ways to control their diet for this very reason. He is near the end now and his legs are shaking. I have taken his entire load into my belly and will sleep well tonight. Let the boys talk about *that* later! Not many women could do what I do, nor do it as well as I do. I am finished with Gaius and roll back over to Markus, offering my rump to him again. "Let me know" I say, giving him permission to take me and then to tell me when he will cum. He enters me again from behind with that fat stiff rod of his and plows my field, taking me as roughly as he pleases. He is hurting me, but I allow it with him, as it is a most delicious pain, and I cum as he takes me. It is another permission he has, to be un-gentle with me. "Now, my lady" he cries, and I spin off of him, taking him in my mouth. I finish him, not wasting a drop and tasting my own cum in the process. I taste lovely...fragrant and earthy. "Who is closest?" I say looking around at the remaining 9. Titus on one side and Manius who is three boys away from him both step forward. I beckon them to stand side by side and simply command them to "jack". They both begin to pump their cocks then, given permission to shoot when they are ready. I lean in close, grabbing my tits and pinching my nipples roughly. Manius nods and I lean in, opening my mouth. He hits it with his hot spunk several times, the rest landing on my chest. They know when I grab my tits and offer them up toward them that I am giving my permission to miss my mouth with a few of their shots, but they also know I want the first and most powerful shots directed at my waiting mouth. Then Titus nods and I do the same to him. Five cocks down and seven to go. I look over at Sammi, giving him a questioning look. He nods and I slide over to him and allow his 12" to slide down my eager throat. He groans and stiffens. I grab his hips and use my mouth like a cunt, taking long fluid strokes up and down his entire length. I know he loves this. He loves to use his queen like this and to see his frightfully long cock disappearing down her throat. "Now" he cries out, and I take him all the way, my nose against his pelvis. I feel nothing but his pulsing spasms as he empties his load into my stomach. I hold my breath for the 30 seconds or so it takes him to finish. Let them talk about that tonight as well! The other six gather in a tighter circle. I move around them, tasting each of their cocks and allowing some of them to fuck me. One of them has a particularly slender cock and I allow him entry to my ass. I decide at the last instant to let him cum there and with minimal persuasion, he does so, and I orgasm again as I feel his hot and plenteous seed shoot up into my rectum. The rest I bring to the point of orgasm with my hands or my mouth. Twice I lay flat and spread for them, allowing them to kneel and take me in what people call the missionary style. What a ridiculous name for it! As if missionaries could ever enjoy it like we do! In all, I take eleven loads of hot seed from my boys into my belly, but Gaius I invite back to my couch and I take him a second time just to make it an even dozen. I reek of semen and my jaw is sore, but I have gotten what I wanted. 12 boys from the ages of 13 to 17 all have pleasured me and I have returned it, allowing them to pour their hot and plenteous seed into the royal belly and one into my ass. And what man would not welcome an opportunity such as I have granted these boys? Young or old, men throughout the kingdom have heard rumors of my exploits in the bedroom. I can tell this from the way they look at me, but none are so bold as to say a word to me about it. Sometimes I wish they would, as there are many glorious cocks in the kingdom, and time is short and I would love to sample them all. The taste and smell of the boys is still in my senses the next day even though I took a long luscious bath last night. Still, my pussy aches for more...filling shall we say, than what happened last night. I get to satisfy my whims, and the night before was one such time. I had a taste for cock but especially for cum. I love it, you see. I love making my boys do what I want when I want. And young cum is so plenteous and ready to come forth, and its taste so dainty and fresh, and my boys are only too happy to share it with me. It works to my advantage in two ways, you see? First, I get my own desires satisfied, and two, it keeps my boys happy and gives them juicy tidbits to talk about when they are safely back in the harem. And I know they talk. Hakeem tells me so. Oh, they are careful when they speak aloud for they know the walls have ears, and yet they talk. They talk of their own prowess, but they also talk of mine. And I'm told there is wonder and awe in their voices when they do. Chapter 3: A Chosen Few: My Largest Males A few days pass, and tonight I have a taste for size, and shortly after a scrumptious late lunch, I pay a visit to Hakeem and tell him what I have in mind. I want the four largest cocks in the harem. Now it is his turn to smile secretively, but he is careful about it in front of me nonetheless. I dine again later that evening, my pussy already soaked as I think about what is in store for me in just another hour or so. I have run through it in my mind all day today, yet kept from pleasing myself in anticipation of the release I will experience tonight. I have done this "four cock" night before many times, and it always leaves me feeling ravished and undone. I will be deliciously sore for a day or two afterwards, and then when I please myself, it will be painfully exquisite. Hakeem knows exactly what I am looking for and will not disappoint me, of that I am certain. No cock tonight will be less than 9" in length, and I will expect each boy to cum twice at a minimum. When I am alone with these boys, it will not have been the first time. If memory serves me correctly, this will be the 18th time the five of us will have shared a night together. They know what I want and they know how to give it to me. Because of the history behind us, these particular boys are granted privileges when alone with me that they covet greatly and are only granted sparingly. They are allowed to walk about my pleasure room at will, sampling the delights I will have there for them, food and drink and pleasure drugs. They have permission to touch me at any time in any way, unless I stop them, of course. They will have my permission tonight to do what pleases them as well as what pleases me, so they may act on their own, sexually that is. It is an arrangement they enjoy immensely and a freedom they protect jealously. If any one of them gets out of line tonight, not just the one that commits the offense but all of them risk total loss of privileges and even the forfeiture of their lives. This is a wise deterrent and is only used to protect me while I am alone with four strong boys. Because of all these things, I have reason to believe these four boys look forward to this night as much as I do. And because of that, they will do all in their power to please me tonight. And from what Hakeem has told me of their talks after nights such as this, I am correct in my assessments. At 9 bells, the four boys are ushered into my presence. My largest bed in the pleasure room is surrounded by tall candlesticks, each with a blazing scented candle on it. The satin sheets from the far- east are exquisite against my naked body, and I can see their eyes glowing in the candlelight as they take in the nude form of their Queen, splayed out for them to see. They strip down and are all at least halfway hard in anticipation. They will all have scrubbed clean this evening and relieved themselves ahead of time. They each wear a slightly different but provocative scent, and I can feel that my cunt is quite moist with anticipation. Three join me on the bed, but the oldest, who is also the largest...down there...is watching from the side of the bed. I look down at his semi-rigid cock and lick my lips. I feel six hands begin to caress and tease my willing body as I stare at him wantonly. This will be a good night. Within minutes, the three of them are one in each hole of mine, and taking me unmercifully. I can feel the two cock heads sliding past each other through the thin membrane between my cunt and my ass and it takes my breath away. I am stuffed almost completely down there, and it is just what I have been needing. It hurts so wonderfully good this way, and my memories of this kind of thing are the fantasies that make me touch myself in the late night hours when I am alone. The third is holding my jaw and stroking my cheek as I attempt to take him down my throat. There are only two of the four here tonight I can do that with. The other two...well, their girth is far too much for my throat and almost too much for my mouth as well! Tonight, only the last cums will be in my cunt. All the cums before that will be either in my mouth (happily!) or my ass. There's no use getting the main attraction too sloppy too early, especially since it will be receiving so much cum this night. The boy pounding my cunt is getting excited and tells me so. I dismount from him, allowing the one who was just in my mouth to lay flat so I can mount him. The one who stands before me has a full 10 or 11" of bobbing hot cock staring me in my face, with my cum all over him. No matter. It is another thing I love. I take him as far back as I can go, gagging myself in the process, but I control myself as there is no profit in vomiting now and appearing un-ladylike, is there? I suck him viciously and in a few minutes his huge balls pour out their hot seed, which I swallow greedily. It is a tasty way to start the evening. The sight of this is too much for the boy in my ass who calls out "your ass, my Queen?" which tells me he is ready. "My mouth" I say, smiling back over my shoulder at him. He pulls free, leaving me feeling a huge void in my ass where he has come from. He grabs a wetted and scented rag and wipes himself before standing before me. Unbeknownst to me, my largest boy sees an open hole in my ass and had lubed himself with special oils and is now working around behind me. This will hurt, but I will not stop him. My mouth happily stuffed again with 10" of luscious hard meat, I let him abuse my throat for a while as my concentration goes back to my anus, which is being stretched out to its fullest. Oh, I have taken this cock in my ass before, but each time I do, I remember the experience for days afterward! Now my ass will be ruined for the better part of two days, and this boy takes liberties with me for that, but at the same time, well...I can imagine the sight of that reamed out hole beckoning him was too much for him. And after all, I do encourage ingenuity and proactivity in my bedroom with these four young men. Fuck, but he is huge! He is trying to fit his entire length up inside me and the one fucking me from below has slowed his pace, as I'm sure he can feel the huge slab of meat just an inch or so away from his own, taking long forceful reaming slides back and forth within me. My attention diverted to my rear, the boy in the mouth sees that and has the courtesy to say "My Queen?" I look up at him and nod, and he holds my head tight as his long strokes back and forth down my throat pick up their intensity. "All in my mouth" I say when it's not full and I have the chance, meaning I don't want it down my throat where I can't taste it. Just because I swallowed seed 12 times the night before doesn't mean I don't want any more tonight! I grab his scrotum and squeeze and milk him as he pours shot after thick shot of his heavy cream into my mouth. I swallow three or four times before he is finished, and when he is done, I ask the two in my other holes to switch places. When Lucretius, the one who was in my ass, pulls out, it is like I've had a bar of iron stuffed up inside me to my stomach, and I swear I can feel the cool night air rush into the void he has left behind. He grabs another wetted towel and cleans his cock before lying down. His twelve-plus inches of manhood tower above him, waving about with the sheer weight of it. I am still kneeled on the bed and take him in my mouth, or at least just the tip of his cock head. I swirl my tongue around it for a moment, then crawl up to take ahold of the monster and guide it to my soaking cunt lips. I call for someone to wet my lips, and the boy who finished first is immediately on his back sliding up under me to take my pussy in his mouth. He lathers me up very nicely and when I cry "enough!" he slides back out and I mount his rock hard demon-like cock that stands up before me. It is a wonderful thing, having a drenched pussy and feeling almost 13" of hard cock sliding up inside it. It takes my breath away, and I tell the boy behind me to wait and let me get some time with it alone before he takes me up my well-reamed asshole. I am riding this staff like there is no tomorrow, and I swear it feels like it may be up in my throat! I can only manage to impale myself on about 10" of his length before he bottoms out against the back of my cunt. As I am sliding back and forth making those long strokes, I look into his eyes. "You took liberties with me tonight, Lucretius" I say. "You did not approve, my Queen?" he asks, somewhat concerned. "After all these years we have been together now, do you think there would be a way you could use your staff that would displease me?" I smiled and grunted with the effort of taking him deeply again. He smiled then. "I had hoped you would approve" he whispered, and then began to thrust back against me. Rarely did I allow one boy to have his way alone with me, but I granted it to Lucretius that night, riding him on top first, then getting on my knees and letting him mount me after the fashion of horses. Finally when I knew he was close, I pulled away from him and knelt before his great cock and let him spurt into my waiting mouth. Lucretius has balls to match his cock, and he is a prodigious cummer. Tonight was no exception and perhaps my desire to be with him alone spurred him on to even greater heights because I could not keep up with his flow as he shot into my mouth. I swallowed at least four times, but still it seeped out of my mouth and onto my chin and the bed. It was rare that I could not swallow every drop, and I pride myself on not wasting my boy?s seed. I had decided to reward Lucretius well when he retired from the harem, but I had also decided to keep him close, as I was not done with him yet. If it could ever be said I had a soft spot, it was for this boy whom I had known since he was 8. He was always respectful and had pleased me greatly over the years. As I recall, I took his virginity when he was 12, which was as young as I could ever remember being with a boy. Even then, his cock was very impressive, and as I took his very first cum into my mouth, I knew we would have many years of pleasuring each other ahead of us. The rest of that night was laying myself open for my young men to take, and then the final cum of the night was with Lucretius, when I let him take me "missionary" style as they say. He came looking boldly into my eyes, which made me cum as well. I was no longer surprised by the liberties he took with me, and in fact had come to not only expect them, but want them. He was deep inside me and I had cum several times on his large rod, when he pushed deep and held the head of his cock against my cervix and flooded me with his semen. All the while he was cumming, he was staring deeply into my eyes. Looking back, it scared me. I have seen adoration before on the faces of my boys when they are with me and particularly when they cum, but I had never seen a look like this before on one of their faces. This went beyond adoration, and it threw me. My boys were not supposed to fall in love with me. Yes, they were supposed to love their Queen, but not to ever show this type of emotion to me. Yet here he was, grinding down into me, hearing me whimper and feeling me cum under him, and he was staring into my eyes as if not another thing mattered in the entire world. I could feel his great cock pulse as he emptied his seed most certainly into my cervix. If I did not know better, Lucretius was trying to impregnate me. And for that moment, I swear I did not care. I looked back into his eyes and was so shocked with the emotion that my legs locked around his hips and I actually tried to pull him more deeply into me. This was likely to be one of our last "official" nights together, as Lucretius was turning 18 next month. I vowed to myself then and there that it would not be our last night, not by a long shot. Chapter 4: A Night With My Choicest Females I went for the better part of a week after that night, not desiring to be in the pleasure room again so quickly. As expected, I had been sore all over for days afterward, and my cunt and ass were especially tender and it was the better part of a week before my tender holes felt normal again. That damned Lucretius! I will never let him barge my back door down again! Anybody else in my harem, but not Lucretius! Like I said, a week had passed and I was getting lonely for my girls. I wanted just a few this next time, and I wanted them for the night. I never had my boys all night, but had them most of the night on many occasions. Still, I never allowed them to sleep with me in bed for a full night, whereas I did with my girls. Things were strange in the capitol city lately, and I'd been involved with a number of issues that had left me feeling drained and depressed, and I needed the warmth of my maidens and their attentions to set me straight again. As Hakeem kept my male harem, Liviana kept my girls for me. I paid her a visit that afternoon and told her I wanted 3 maidens for the next night. I regretted that matters of state would keep me from them tonight and most of the day tomorrow, which was why I was with Liviana now. I requested the three by name this time, as I wanted them for all night this time. By the end of the day tomorrow, I was going to need the sweet diversion that only they could bring me. Liviana knew exactly what my needs were before I left her company, and she assured me that the girls would be well prepared. Liviana was an expert in training and maintaining my girls and she had my full trust, just as Hakeem did. Besides they knew that to violate that trust would mean a most unpleasant death for either of them. The next day passed in the most boring and lengthy way, and I could not wait to hold my girls in my arms tonight. It had been far too long since I'd partaken of their pleasures. I chose not to bathe before their arrival, as I wanted my girls to do that for me. In one corner of my pleasure room was a large sunken tub, and I'd had it filled with the hottest of water and fragrance, and then with special salts that would bubble when the water was stirred and would make it feel like liquid silk. I had candlesticks of every type set up around the tub and plenty of my wines to choose from along with fruits and cheeses and other delicacies. Promptly at 8 bells that night, Fabiana, Laelia, and Varinia were shown into my quarters. They were my favorites for nights like this, and just as my favorite boys had special privileges, so did my favorite girls. I liked to spoil my girls in ways the boys never knew about, however, and I kept them in little trinkets and baubles depending on how they had pleased me on a certain occasion. When the three of them came into my pleasure room, they shed their outer robes, revealing positively scandalous robes that were quite thin and left nothing to the imagination. They giggled when they saw me in the tub, and as one came running over to it, shedding their diaphanous robes, their gorgeous young titties bouncing erotically as they approached me. In moments they were in the tub with me, laughing and touching me and one another, grabbing for the soaps and soft brushes and lathering each other up. They were a joy to my eye, and I'd missed them so much that I actually told them that. I must be getting old and tired, I though to myself. I almost never let my guard down like that, but it did seem to have a very positive effect of the three of them as suddenly they were clinging to me, their mouths and hands on me in every sweet spot I possessed. The tub was a wondrous experience even alone, but with three absolutely gorgeous young girls with only pleasing me on their minds, it was beyond what anyone's expectations could have been. I doubted there was a man in the kingdom who could last more than a few moments with these breathlessly beautiful creatures. My hands were on all of them, exploring their tight little assholes and their scrumptiously wet and open pussies. Their firm wet titties with perky nipples made my mouth water, their skin glowing in the candlelight. First there was Fabiana, a dark haired dark skinned 16 year-old treasure from a nearby region who I acquired when she was 7 when her entire family was lost in a fire. Then there was Laelia, a 17 year- old true blonde with the most amazing pussy lips I'd ever seen. Laelia had come to me when she was 9, and I almost didn't keep her until I saw her cunt. I put my mouth on it for the first time when she was 12, and have been coming back for more of her fresh young juices since then. Lastly for tonight there was Varinia, a strawberry blonde with the most incredible ass cheeks and the puffiest nipples in my harem. Varinia was only 15, but as experienced as the rest, and absolutely stunning. We dried each other off, giggling and quietly chattering and flattering each other. We went for glasses of wine and picked at the trays of delicacies, feeding each other while our gleaming eyes wandered unselfconsciously over each other's bodies. Legs were always spread wide on nights like tonight, as we all tried to entice each other with the treasures we possessed. I began to slowly wander over to my bed, which was also ringed by scented candles. Soon all four of us were on the bed, and I imagine it was quite a sight! All that beautiful soft naked flesh, and the sounds we all made! If I had a cock, I would have been hard to the point of exploding already. As it was, my pussy was soaked and the girls were sneaking tastes of me already. Sometimes I'd feel a tongue go deep up my ass, and then feel a finger or a thumb in my cunt. Then there'd be the most delicious sucking on my clit. My girls were torturers and temptresses. They offered me fleeting views of their bodies in various highly suggestive but quick views that would make a 100 year-old man as erect as he'd ever been. My mouth was on each of them as well, sampling their sweet tastes and smelling deeply of their lovely young aromas. My eyes, hands, and mouths simply could not get enough of them. In this candlelight they were sinfully erotic, their dark wet pussies beckoning to me. Everyone's nipples were erect and wet from our teasing of them. At one point early on, I had them all three line up on their knees facing away from me where I could just stare at their backsides. I made them lay their chests flat on the bed and arch their backs, pushing their cunts out even further. Then I told them to grab their ass cheeks and pull themselves wide apart for my viewing and tasting pleasure. I can tell you that the things I took in with my eyes on nights like this will positively ruin me and will stay with me till I am on my deathbed. Not only were these girls naturally beautiful, they knew how to be erotic. They knew how to best display themselves and how to move about for me in the most erotic manner. I must have cum dozens of times that night, sometimes just from looking at them. It had never ceased to amaze me that I could cum with these girls without them even touching me! With them on their knees, I sampled each one's behind at great length, coaxing their cums out of them and making them each beg me for more. My tongue probed each tight little asshole, then each pussy in turn. All my girls did stretching and flexibility training, and these three were all quite accomplished at being able to go "heels behind head" for me. That is to say, they could lay on their backs and cross their feet literally behind their heads and lay there for many minutes while I sucked their cunts and teased their assholes. To see them all three lying so exposed like that was breathtaking and highly erotic. I can't tell you how many times I wished I had a large cock to stuff into each of them. I loved my girls cunts, but none more than Laelia's. Her outer lips were very large, thick and long and able to stretch wide on either side like a rose's pink petals. Her clit was amazingly huge, and when swollen was easily the size of a fingertip. Her large long lips seemed to capture and hold her scent better than the other girls pussies, and so eating her was a fragrant experience that made my own pussy quiver and pulse. I wished desperately for a cock to plunge between those lips. I reached for one of my largest phalluses and worked it into her, just to see the way her lips curled around it and embraced it as I plunged it in and out of her. She cried out with the stretching of it and the depth to which I was pushing it. I sucked her clit into my mouth while working her over with the long thick phallus. She screamed out as i raked my teeth over her large angry knob and took it between my teeth. As I fucked Laelia, Fabiana was sitting on her face enjoying her tongue. Fabiana was roughly pinching her own thick nipples. She had large, very dark aureole that complimented her unblemished olive skin. Behind me with her tongue in my ass was Varinia, who was expertly and hungrily bringing me to yet another climax. Each of my girls was very adept at eating my cunt, and were all equally capable of either taking their time with me or making me cum quickly, which they did many times that night. To lay on my back and look down to see their beautiful faces looking up at me from between my long legs, their eyes on fire not only with their own desire (because oftentimes their own pussies were being eaten while they were eating me) but also with their aching desire for my cunt, then to see their faces glistening with my pussy juice and tongues stretched out to torture me, well, it was beyond words. I swear there were times when I could cum sometimes just from the look in their eyes and the groans in their throats. We were very inventive with new and varied positions with each other, and the four of us were always locked up in exotic ways, but yet always moving about, never content to stay with the same girl or the same body part for any longer than was needed. It was exquisite, like a sexual buffet of young flesh eager to please and be pleased. I doubt there was a place on me that wasn't covered in their juices. Each girl came many times that night, some from my doing and some from each other's ministrations. When at last we were too tired and too sore and tender to continue after several hours of this blissful torture, we fell asleep in each other's arms. As much as I love to suck a big stiff cock and feel one in every one of my holes, I love my girls more. As much as I love a man getting all worked up over me and the taste of his seed, I love the excitement of my girls and the taste and smell of their bodies more. And as much as I love to feel a hard long cock in my hand, I love the feel of a tender young, and very wet pussy against my face or hand. There is just something about the feel of a girl that makes my mind come undone and sets my passions loose. And so our night passed, and I awoke to a mouth on my pussy. Fabiana was gently licking and teasing my clit so I pulled my knees up and spread my thighs wide for her as her tongue found my asshole and probed it. I could feel my climax coming on as she concentrated on my cunt then. Laelia awoke then, and knowing my love for her giant pussy, she kneeled over my face and put her cunt right over my mouth. I did not hesitate. Varinia came out of her sleep then and stood straddling me and pushed her cunt into Laelia's face. It seemed that everyone was hungry for pussy this morning, and to hell with breakfast! We changed positions several times until we had all cum once or twice. We all agreed that was enough for now as we had re-inflamed our tender cunts and they were much too sensitive for more enjoyment. I called for a fresh bath to be poured while we languished in bed, just holding each other and caressing one another. Fresh foods were also brought in and when the servants had left, we bathed then dried each other off and ate like starving peasants! Our bath together was sweet torture. How can you not bathe with 3 nubile girls like this and your fingers not seek out their holes? And their fingers your holes? And 3 pairs of beautiful tits to suck! I think we may have all cum again before getting out of the bath that morning! I have found that I can drive myself to distraction and have often found my fingers at my own soaking pussy whilst daydreaming about nights like we girls shared last night! They are a powerful aphrodisiac, these wondrously beautiful girls of mine! Chapter 5: Lucretius' Last Night Lucretius was turning 18 tomorrow, and that meant he would have to leave the harem. There was nothing I could do about that, as my husband the King had set that rule and it was never broken; not even for me. But what I did with Lucretius afterward was my business. I had already made my decision to keep him handy. After all, a cock as luscious as his should never go to waste. I have an old and mostly-trusted friend by the name of Maximiliana who is widowed now but was married to one of my husband's favorite generals. She still owns her husband's estate and lands, a gift from my husband to her for the general's years of devotion and sacrifice. I approached her recently about taking Lucretius on as a favored servant. I explained what the details of her "ownership" of him would be. She was all in favor, especially when I talked frankly about his "abilities". I knew she would not only be eager to wear herself out with him, but that she would treat him well over the years. Lucretius has a love for horses - ironic since his cock reminds me of a horses - and Maximiliana has horses that are favored by my husband. It was a perfect match. She and I giggled over some of the finer details about Lucretius, and I instinctively knew she was the right choice for him. After giving me her word that I would still have "access to him" whenever it pleased me, and that she would treat him well, I struck my deal with her. Hakeem understood "last nights" very well. He knew it was Lucretius' last night, and so did Lucretius. I told Hakeem to have him delivered to my pleasure room at 9 bells that night. This would be the only time that Lucretius would be allowed to spend the night with me. To be sure, we had spent many an evening alone together, but never slept together. I knew well that any time you spent alone with a harem boy could be risky, but I felt sure that once I explained his future to him, I would be more than safe with him for the night. As I've hinted at before, many of my young boys never made it to the age of 18 in the harem. There are a variety of reasons for that. Some did make it until their eighteenth but did not fare all that well upon their release if they hadn't been pleasing during their stay with me. Sometimes a boy would get rebellious as he grew older and would have trouble hiding it from us. Those boys were dealt with more firmly, depending on the circumstances and our like or dislike of him. Others met with worse fates, having shown to be rebellious even to our faces. And of course, if they started trouble or tried to inflame the other boys sensibilities behind the closed doors of the harem, then usually those boys disappeared and were never heard from again. But every year, there was at least one young man who would be leaving my harem, and Lucretius had been one of my favorites if not my favorite of all time; at least up until now, anyway. Lucretius arrived promptly at 9 bells. I was in my bath and I asked him to join me. I watch him as he drops his robes. His young muscled body excites me, but the sight of his cock swaying between his legs makes my cunt twitch. He is not hard yet, but there is at least 8 inches of meat dangling down in front of two huge balls. He knows tonight will be his last in my pleasure room, and he will want to please me in every way tonight. He comes into my arms and I tell him there are no rules tonight and I invite him to be my man for the night, and to be a man now as his boyhood is behind him. I tell him he has pleased me greatly through the years and that I have good news for him later on. He smiles at me then and through the soapy water I reach for his manhood, which is still growing. My stomach lurches and my cunt twitches as I wrap my fingers around his meaty cock. He kisses me then, deeply. He tells me he has longed for this privilege for years now, to have me as his own, even if it is just for one night. He praises my beauty and my charms, and tells me he remembers every encounter with me in the past vividly, but he is gentle with me and restrains himself, not wanting to offend or anger me. He is on his knees in the bath and I reach up to grab his balls gently. They are more than I can fit into one hand. "You are my stallion" I whisper hoarsely to him. His cock is hardening now, taking on frightening proportions. I dare say the average woman would be quite frightened by his great size. We continue to let our hands roam then I tell him I need him and we must move this to the bed. We dry each other off quickly. His cock is sticking almost straight out now and parallel to the floor, a full 10 or 11 inches long and waving like a large branch in the wind. It is so heavy and long that it can't stand up fully like most other men's cocks. I cannot take my eyes from it, and realize I am licking my lips. I push him onto the bed and kneel over him where I can take him in my mouth. I am greeted with a flood of his juices, thick and tangy like a salty fruit. He groans and so do I. Tonight I will be a slut for him, and he for me. Nothing else matters or will get in our way. I can feel him growing in my mouth, stretch it open even further. My hands are working his balls, which are monstrous when compared to the others in my harem. My cunt is leaking and I can feel his large fingers working me over down there, readying me for the huge intrusion of his cock that will come shortly. I have the head of his cock glistening and now he is pointing at the ceiling. Still, there is so much weight to his cock that it waivers like a tree bending to the wind. I cannot wait any longer. I swivel around and straddle him. I cannot mount his length while I am on my knees so I get to my feet and stoop down over him. His large hands hold my thighs and hips to steady me. I am shaking as I feel his large head sliding back and forth against my slit. His eyes never stray from mine as I begin to lower myself onto him. The air comes out of my lungs involuntarily as he enters me, and I groan out loud as his hot length begins its upward push into my depths. I have only half of his great length in me and already I feel stuffed, but there is still much more of him to take. At this point, I drop to my knees and begin to push downward ever more. I must pull him free a little several times to fully wet his shaft so I may take it deeper. Finally he is bottomed out against my inner wall and regrettably I can take him no further. I see pure bliss in his eyes as I begin to ride his shaft. I try to go fast, to pleasure him, but he is too large to hurry the process in any case. But I need more. "Roll me over, Lucretius" I groan to him. He is not used to me treating him like this and I sense it has affected him greatly. He holds my waist reverently as he rolls me over onto my side and then my back. His length is so great that there is no chance of him pulling out of me during this maneuver. Now he is on top and slowly forcing his great girth into me. He has grown more now and is perhaps a full foot long. Oh how I wish I could take that great length fully into my cunt or my throat! What a waste of good meat to not be able to use it all for my pleasure! Of a sudden, his eyes change and he pulls his great length from me and reaches down to cup my ass with his huge hands. He stares into my eyes as he begins to eat my pussy in what I can only describe as reverently and lovingly. He makes it an act of worship, and that makes it easy for me to forgive him suddenly pulling out of me. He is tender with me and once again, I see that look in his eyes which startles me. Lucretius loves me, I know it now for certain. He brings me to a very powerful orgasm and my fingers seek out his hair as I pull his face into me. I call out his name then, like a strumpet! ?He lowers me gently to the bed and then with a look of need on his face, I take hold of his massive staff and guide him to my very wet and ready opening. He gently pushes inward, his eyes never leaving mine. "My queen!" he cries out as he buries himself inside me. My legs wrap around him and my thighs are spread wide. I offer myself completely to him then. It is just us two alone in this room. His grunts are coming more frequently now and he is so large it is like a wooden pole stuffed up inside me all the way to my throat it seems! "As much as I would like it, Lucretius" I whisper to him, "you may not cum in me this time, but perhaps the next!" I grunt as he takes the air from my lungs with his fervent thrusting. I am cumming yet again and I cry out in my ecstasy. His cock seems to grow even larger and more full, and then he gets a glazed look in his eyes and groans "now, my sweet Queen!" and pulls out of me, leaving a huge void where once that meat pole had been. My breath leaves me as he done so, but I still manage to sit up and lunge for him. I take his fragrant cock head into my mouth and my hand goes to his swollen balls and kneads them like a bag of gold pieces. He cries out hoarsely and loudly and I feel his first hot spurt hit me in the back of my mouth. I am flooded by the salty, strong male seed and know I needed to swallow quickly or risk being choked or wasting some of it down my chin. I swallow frantically as his flood continues to pour into my mouth. His hands are at my head now, his long fingers locked in my hair. I know he would love to stuff himself down my throat, but he knows there isn't a woman alive who could do that for him. Finally, he is spent, but I can still feel and taste his thick seed in my mouth. The smell of his musk is in my nostrils and my pussy throbs from the sensation. We lay there for a while saying nothing, but I know he wants to ask me about his future. I suppose I've made him wait long enough, so I tell him about Maximiliana and her horses. He is very excited then, and asks many questions and claims he is sad to be leaving me and the harem and the company of his long-time friends there. It is, of course, the right and proper thing for him to say under the circumstances, but I let him talk. He tries to sound sincere, and I somehow know that a part of him truly is, but I also know he is ready to start the next chapter of his life and gain some measure of freedom in the change. He hopes that Maximiliana will be at least half as beautiful as I am, and that's when I tell him that I will still come to visit him from time to time and hope that he will still want me in his bed then. He grabs me and hugs me at this news. I would like to believe his emotions are honest, but with harem slaves you never know. I am toying with his great cock, which has dried now and is soft to the touch but is slowly responding to my teasing fingertips. His eyes close and he licks his lips. He opens his eyes and looks at me. "I hardly know how to act on this night" he confesses. I want to take liberties - as you call it - with you, but I am also afraid to go too far. I have never known this freedom with you before." "Try telling me what you want to do, Lucretius" I said. "If it is not acceptable to me, I will tell you so, and it will not change the outcome of tonight one whit." He pauses. "I have always just wanted to make love to you, my queen" he said shyly. "Just slowly to make love to you. It seems to me we have always just fucked, and I must always give way to the other boys who you want as well. Tonight, just once, I want to love you as..." "Yes?" I ask. "As my woman, and not my Queen" he says fearfully. I consider chastising him for this last remark, as he must never lose sight of the fact that I am Queen, but I think again for a moment before answering. It took great courage to speak to me that way, and from the nature of his request, I know that he speaks from his heart. He could have asked to be rough with me or to sodomize me or debase me in some way, but he didn't. I look at his eyes. There is fear there, but there is longing also. "Well then, Lucretius" I pause for effect. "Won't you please make love to me then?" I ask him quietly. My words startle him and take him completely off guard. He grabs me and hugs me then, and kisses me as I don't believe I've been kissed in many long years. His kiss is a lover's kiss, an equal's kiss. At first I do not know what to do, but then I respond and we are in each others arms and he holds me like I am precious to him. His lips are everywhere on me then and he works his way slowly and tenderly down to my breasts, which he gently suckles on like a babe. I do not fully know how to respond to his ministrations, so I do nothing but let him proceed. His mouth is trailing downward and his hands go under my ass as he brings me up to him. Gently, oh so gently, he begins to taste me. This boy is making love to my cunt with his mouth and I swear it is driving me mad! I don't know whether to let go as he is doing it, or continue to play the Queen and keep some measure of self-control. In any event, I don't know how long I can hold out. He is so reverent at my cunt lips, making love to them and gently teasing my clit, urging me to an orgasm I cannot deny, nor would even want to. I decide to let go and enjoy this treatment, and when I do, I begin to cum. My hands go to his hair and press his face into my cunt hard. "Oh, Lucretius!" I cry out, which only serves to urge him onward to even greater feats of devouring me. I don't know how much more I can stand and I am close to cumming again as his long tongue is inside my ass now and then deep in my pussy. I am as wet as I've ever been, and I can even smell myself! Still, he goes on, and just before I peak again, he gently sets me back down on the bed, and crawls up between my legs. I feel his great cock butting up against my cunt and then hitting my stomach. I reach down between us and for a moment I feel fright. He is monstrously hard and huge beyond any memory of him I have. I almost let loose of him in surprise. He reaches down and puts his hand over mine. "I will be gentle" he says quietly with a smile, as he helps me guide him to my slit. Ever so slowly he begins to enter me, in an inch, then back. Then in two, then back. My breath is taken from me, and my legs involuntarily open for him and I roll my hips upward to ease his entry. He feels like a solid rod of oak, so hard is he. It is frightening, but I want him at the same time. I want him all the way inside me. Then it strikes me. He is this way with me now, and he is harder than I've ever felt him get before, because he loves me and because I did not berate him about loving him as his woman and not as his Queen. For the first time in his life, he is free to show me what he has secretly been feeling for the better part of 6 years or so. Living in the harem and enjoying the best I could provide for him, but still?always in captivity. Having glorious sex on occasion, but never having the freedom to please himself, or me, the way he's always wanted to. It is a startling revelation to me. He is still being gentle, taking his time and watching my eyes as he enters me bit by bit. At last, he is at my cervix and can go no further. He is supporting himself above me and now slowly starts to roll his hips and pull out only a couple of inches, then bottoms out again inside me. I am starting to whimper! I am actually starting to whimper and pant! The head of his cock is so swollen it feels like one of my husbands soldiers has his fist up inside me! Lucretius is kissing me now, gently, his tongue probing me in time with his thrusts. It is overwhelming and I am cumming again, which he feels and smiles at me, then kisses me again. He is beginning his long easy strokes more easily now that I have lubricated myself more fully with my last cum, pulling out till his great head is visible, then gently sliding back in fully seating himself. I am taking 10 long inches of him and it feels like hot iron from a forge. He sucks my breath out as he pulls out, then pushes my air out when he enters me again. I cannot catch my breath, and yet I am breathing somehow. I realize only now that my legs are wrapped around his waist and my nails are digging into his back. I am panting loudly now, and so is he. He is restraining himself with me, but not vocally. All this time he has been murmuring to me, calling me sweet names and groaning into my mouth. He has me completely in his power now, and I don't care. His stroking is becoming more insistent now, and I feel him swelling even more. I can feel his great balls slapping against my raised ass. They feel so hard and meaty and it excites me tremendously. I suddenly realize I have been talking to him, calling him "my stallion" and "my great lover" and all manner of things that I don't think have ever come from my mouth. "Oh, my sweet Queen" he cries out hoarsely and I know he is close. His eyes are glazing and his neck veins are distended with his effort. His strokes become even more powerful now, if that were even possible. And he has never appeared more beautiful to me than now. "Oh!" he cries and I respond. "Inside me, Lucretius" I cry. "Cum for me my great stallion! Cum in me now!" I beg. I am actually begging! His eyes change and his pace quickens then and he is giving me all he has. I am crying out now, my legs locked behind him, urging him to complete his orgasm. His great cock pulses and spasms within me and I know he is there, but so am I and I am cumming so hard I fear I will black out. He kisses me deeply and I respond, and then he stops stroking me to bury himself to the utmost as he empties his balls into my depths. His orgasm completed, his eyes change and then he says "I love you, Morgana!" as he looks deep into my eyes. It is the first time anyone other than my husband has used my first name, and my first reaction is outrage, but then there is a part of me, that deep, repressed female part of me that cannot help but think about the gift he has given me just now, and in that moment, I forgive his transgression. I pull him to me and kiss him deeply and he returns it then with a fervor I've never felt in another man. He really does love me! I am astounded and left speechless. He pulls me over gently as he rolls onto his back, his great rod still deep inside me. I can feel our juices leak out of me, but I don't care. He has his hands on my ass and is grinding me down to him, down on him. I am close to cumming then, again, and he knows it. He rolls me onto my back again then and pulls out slowly, then lowers himself to my cunt and begins to eat me! In just a few seconds I am crying out and cumming yet again, and still he does not stop! He is slurping his own cum from me and nibbling at my lips and clit. Eventually, even I have had enough, and I tell him to stop but he does not. I give in and let him go on for another minute then grab his head and *beg* him to stop now, and he finally does. His face is glistening with his and my cum on it. He is wearing a huge grin as I pull his face up to mine and suck our cum from his chin and cheeks. The taste makes my head swim and our tongues meet then and we kiss deeply. For a long time we lay there, then I suggest we take a bath and refresh ourselves with food and drink. To my great shock, Lucretius picks me up and carries me gently to my bath, then rubs me down with great care with a soapy sponge, pouring hot water over my shoulders and treating me like a queen again for a moment. I recline then, and he takes my feet in his hands, sucking on my toes and sticking his tongue between them. I giggle. I actually fucking giggle like a girl! He smiles and nibbles at the soles of my feet, telling me how utterly beautiful and desirable I am at this moment. He tells me how much he enjoyed our lovemaking and that he had been planning to ask me to do this on our last night in the palace for years now. He said as much as he has always enjoyed our fucking, he has always wanted to just be with me and to not share me with anyone else. I am shocked by his words. I had no idea a harem slave would have such feelings, and if they'd told me they had feelings like that, I would not have believed or trusted them. But I find myself believing them as Lucretius is saying them to me now, and yet I just sit and listen to him. He knows I am being generous with him, and he's pushing it right up to the very edge, but I realize that this man's heart is involved. This isn't rebellion...it's love. We enjoy a long lazy bath, then he gently dries me off and helps me into a luxurious robe. He asks me what I want to eat and then feeds me, his face all smiles and his eyes alight. Against my better judgement, I am allowing him to woo me tonight, and it is melting my resistance away slowly. I feel reamed out, but I want him inside me again tonight. We retire to the bed and he gets me under the covers and begins to tickle me. It is too much for me and I ask him to stop, which to my great surprise, he doesn't do! I could have his head on a platter for his insolence, but I think he would die happy, the big fool! Finally...again...I *beg* him to stop and he does. He is getting hard again, and I push him over on his back and make lazy circles around his amazing cock head with my tongue, and probe the large hole at the tip with it. I am cupping his balls now, and rolling them and gently squeezing them. He grabs me with his large hands then and lifts me bodily so my cunt is directly over his face. My mouth is still working his cock head as I feel his tongue flicking against my clit. I cannot get over how forward Lucretius is with me tonight, but he knows the rules have been largely set aside for him on this his last night, and he is going to take advantage of that fact. I must admit, there is a part of me - that little girl that may still be in there - that is enjoying myself with him immensely tonight. And then I realize that I've never had it like this before in my life. And that's when I decide to give in and let him have his way with me. He is lapping at my cunt and I feel a heat come on me as his cock head spits out a large drop of clear cum. I suck and realize there is much more in his shaft behind that first large drop. It fills my mouth with his sheer maleness and I know his balls have more yet to give me tonight, and I damn sure will take it from them. He rolls me over on my back, then while kneeling he rolls me over to my stomach and pulls me up to my knees. Before I can say a word, his cock head is at my cunt and he is pushing it in. I push back against him and his head pops through my inner lips and begins to fill me. He reaches underneath me and grabs my tits, using them to pull me to him and him even deeper into me. I cry out, enjoying being used in this fashion. He is rough with me now, taking me more for his own pleasure this time. He releases my tits and pushes my chest and face into the bed, and I arch my back and push my cunt outward toward him. He is giving me all he can now, pounding me mercilessly, and I cry out and whimper as I cum. He feels me cum and gives me a minute to complete my orgasm, then abruptly pulls out of me and it feels like he has pulled my insides out with his cock. He pushes me over onto my side and lifts my right leg and puts it up against his shoulder. He grabs his cock and begins searching for my hole. I reach down and guide him to it, once again startled by his rigid hardness. He is inside me again now and pummeling me with his mighty staff. I am about to cum again and tell him not to stop until I have. He is so deep it hurts me, but I don't care about the pain. In fact, it helps me cum even more quickly. Again, he gives me a chance to finish this orgasm, and then while keeping himself inside me, he rolls me onto my back and then picks me up like I weigh nothing and holds me to him. He is still on his knees and I work my legs around to encircle his hips with them. I am sitting on his huge cock and it is buried as deep as it will go. My arms around his neck, he carefully gets off the bed and stands, holding me as I am still impaled on him. Our sweaty bodies stick to each other, my breasts pressed against his chest. I am panting and he is breathing heavily and from down deep. He walks over to a metal rod that hangs parallel to the floor, perhaps 6 or 7 feet off the ground. He carries my weight as if I am nothing more than a little child to him, and it frightens me, how strong he is. His cock is very hard, and my cervix needs relief as my weight is forcing his cock hard into it. He looks up at the metal rod and I reach up, taking hold of it. My legs instinctively come up and he grabs my ass and starts to lift me bodily up and down the long 10" journey on his unbelievable cock. Now I am truly crying out, in both pain and ecstasy. My head thrown back, I am completely at his mercy. When I can no longer hold the bar above me, I let go and he continues to use me, lifting me up and letting me fall onto his cock. He walks back over to the bed and tosses me from him onto the bed. I feel like he has ripped my insides free from me and I feel completely eviscerated. He looks down on me, and for a moment my eyes have anger in them for the way he has man-handled me, but then I look down at his cock, and toss my hair in a challenge to him. His almost 13 inches is jutting out and upward and it is a frightening thing to behold. His cock has never been so hard as to defy gravity, but it is now, and I can feel my lust rise within me, gripping my gut and my cunt in its grip. He kneels on the bed, knowing I am looking at his manhood. "Are you tired so quickly, my Queen?" he says, laying down the gauntlet. "Put that monstrous thing back inside me, boy" I say to him. He laughs and using his forearms to spread my legs, he needs no help to find my cunt hole and impales me again on his manhood. I cry out at being used like this. The pain is immense, but so is the pleasure. "Would you like to finish me off now?" he says. I study his eyes and realize that he is finally close to his orgasm. It is my turn now, and I push at him and he obediently rolls onto his back, still inside me. I get to my feet, stooping above him because of his great length. He steadies me with his hands on either side of my ass. He is pulling my cheeks apart, spreading me wide for his ease of entry. I begin to ride him now. He has shown me his prowess, now I will show him mine. I ride him now, glaring down at him and urging him to cum. He is straining with the effort to not give into me, and his cock is even harder now than I think I've ever felt it. "Cum inside me, Lucretius" I taunt him. "You know you want to!" "Not...yet!" he groans. I laugh, riding him even more swiftly. I drop then to my knees as my legs have finally gave out. I scoot forward just the right amount so I may ride him from that position and take all his length. I am making long slides on the length of his pole. ?"Take hold of my tits, Lucretius!" I say. "Don't they make you want to cum inside me?" "Yes! But not just yet...my Queen!" he cries out hoarsely. I laugh yet again. "Then grab my ass and put a finger in it!" I cry out. He does so, his long finger as big as some men's cocks. "Doesn't the feel of my tight ass and your finger up it tell you it's time to cum, Lucretius?" I whisper devilishly to him. "Oh, gods!" he cries out. "You are a devil woman and have tortured me for years! How I have wanted to have you all for myself, but the gods have denied me that privilege until now!" I am shocked by his admission. Would he really be satisfied with just me? I stop all of a sudden and look down at him. I think I have finally seen his heart. "It's just you and me now, Lucretius. You have me all for yourself now, for this moment in time, my darling boy." The fire behind his eyes is incredible. He grabs me and spins me around and in one swift movement is on top of me "missionary" again and now all the aggression is gone. "Oh, my Queen!" he cried out, his eyes tearing up. "I have longed for this night for so very long now. Not because it means I am free of the harem, but because it means I get to spend one blessed night in your arms, alone with you!" His voice is shaking and I still cannot believe the words he is saying to me. "Take me then, Lucretius" I whisper to him. "Make me yours for tonight and put your seed deep into my sweet cunt!" He looks into my eyes and I swear he is going to start crying, but he doesn't. He is sweet with me now, slowly making love to me, and my legs go around him and my hips rise to meet every stroke of his. "Cum, Lucretius!" I urge him on. "Oh my Queen!" he cries out. "Yours must surely be the sweetest pussy in all the world!" I feel him swell inside me and as he begins his climax, he stops stroking inside me and just buries himself deep, grinding into me as he dumps his seed into me. "Oh, Morgana!" he cries out, again using my name. I take his head in my hands and bring his mouth to mine. We kiss deeply as his spasms start to die out. I have cum again, here at the last, and it is sweet and satisfying. So painful but eminently satisfying. He holds me for the longest time, and I can tell he is reluctant to let me go. I whisper to him "I wish all my encounters could be this sweet, Lucretius." He looks at me and his eyes tear up. "Oh, my Queen!" he cries out quietly. "I will never love another like I have loved you!" I am speechless for a long time then, not really knowing what to say. "You will not be leaving me until tomorrow, Lucretius, and we still have tonight yet!" I whisper to him. Once again, he carries me with the utmost care to my bath where we relax for some time. He bathes me again and dries me off, and we enjoy eating together. He does not bring up his future, but speaks only of us, reminiscing of his years with me. He remembers each encounter, which amazes me to no end. I really had no idea how he felt all this time, but it is probably better that way, in the end. I have another bed toward the rear of the pleasure chamber behind some screens. None of my slaves have been invited back there, but as we tire and the night wears on, I take Lucretius by the hand back there and he holds me until he falls asleep. But all the while before he drifts off, his lips are on my skin and his fingertips touch me ever so gently. Then eventually, his hand stops moving and his breathing changes, and I realize I have lost him now, and am sad. If I could change the rules then, I would have, but it is just not possible. Then it comes to me that sometimes being Queen is not necessarily as good as being King. I awoke slowly to the most delicious and erotic feeling in the morning. Lucretius mouth was on my cunt, and he was being very careful and gentle with me. I did not let him know at first that I had awakened, but rather laid there and enjoyed the feeling of him making slow love to me with his mouth. When at last I knew I was close, my fingers went to his hair. "Oh, Lucretius!" I moaned. "What a wonderful way to wake, my dear boy!" He looked up at me and smiled, his face wet from my juices. "Won't you take me once more, but gently...before our morning ends?" I ask him quietly. It comes as no surprise to me as he gets to his knees that he is hard. It seems that having his mouth on me turned us both on. I take hold of his sweet long cock, and guide him to my lips, helping him to fit his great girth into my tight sore channel. He is gentle with me, and loving. Kissing me repeatedly and calling out my name once more as he cums inside my tender pussy, and once more, he confesses that he loves me, and I can see it for a fact in his eyes. I cum with him for the third time that morning, staring deep into those eyes, and it is deliciously painful, as is his climax for him. Before he leaves he asks me if I will come visit him soon, and I answer yes, soon. As he is approaching the door to leave he turns and asks for one last kiss, which I grant him. It is deep, long, and passionate, and I feel my knees going weak from it. I realize that I have shown more of myself with Lucretius that night than I have with perhaps any other man. And I certainly allowed him privileges and liberties I've never allowed any other slave. I must be getting old, I tell myself. But I also realize that Lucretius may have changed me a little, and maybe future slaves should thank him for that. And now I realize that even though I will get to see him occasionally, I will miss him for a while as though he is leaving me forever, for he is the first man to have ever treated me as a lady, and I'll not forget that. If you would like to read more of Queen Morgana's escapades, please let me know. She has many more stories to tell.