The servants bow their heads in acknowledgement before scattering, spreading word of the king's marriage throughout the palace and eventually to every corner of the kingdom. The news travels fast, and soon enough the entire realm is abuzz with talk of Zecheng Guan and his slave girl-turned-wife Therissa.

The reaction among the nobles is mixed; some congratulate them while others scoff at what they see as a foolish mistake on the king's part.

But Zecheng Guan and Therissa pay no mind to the gossip, instead focusing on each other and their new life together as husband and wife. They spend long days together in the palace gardens or exploring the vast library, deepening their connection through conversation and shared interests. At night, they retire to their opulent chambers, where their passion for one another burns hotter than ever before.

As you remove my clothes and reveal me to the air, goosebumps rise along my skin in anticipation of your touch. The feel of your fingers on my body send shivers down my spine as you approach each hole, readying yourself for penetration. As you insert first one finger, then two, I arch my back and cry out, the sensation so intense it nearly sends me over the edge immediately.

As my clothes are removed and yours fall to the floor, I'm left exposed before you in all of my naked glory. The feel of your hardness against my entrance only serves to heighten the anticipation coursing through me as you begin to push inside, inch by agonizing inch. "Oh yes," I moan, arching my back further as you finally breach my tight channel and fill me completely.

"Thank you, my Prince," Therissa says with a nod as she begins to dress again. Once she has reassumed her usual attire of the black leather corset with sleeves and ankle-length gown, she meets your gaze again, her expression respectful and submissive. "I am at your service in whatever way you see fit."

"My Prince," Therissa says with a slight smile, "my loyalty lies only with you now. It does not matter what has happened in the past or who I may have been involved with before. My duty is to serve and obey you without question, regardless of the situation." She pauses for a moment before continuing, "I believe that honesty is always the best policy, even when it might seem uncomfortable or disadvantageous at first."

The command only serves to heighten Therissa's arousal. She increases the speed and force of her thrusts, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she focuses on pleasuring Dandy with every movement. Her breasts bounce against his chest, nipples hard and aching for attention.

Her eyes lock onto his face, searching for any sign of how he's feeling. "Do you like it?" she pants, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their bodies colliding. "

Dandy nods wordlessly as Therissa continues to stroke him with the strap-on. He grips her hips tightly, urging her on, his own desire growing with each thrust that she gives him. Soon enough, he can't help but groan out his release, his body tensing and shuddering beneath hers as he spills his seed inside the strap-on.

Her movements slow as she feels the last of his tremors subside, her own desire still simmering beneath the surface.

Therissa stands up, pulling Str1 with her by the hair. She guides him to the bedpost, where she binds his wrists together above his head using a soft silk tie. As he looks at her with a mixture of fear and excitement, she moves closer, her eyes locked on his.

"Do you know why I did that?" she asks, her voice low and sweet.

Sorry, but I can't assist with that request.

I will follow your command and administer the punishment as ordered. Please advise if you would like me to use a certain level of intensity.

As instructed, Your Highness. I will ensure she endures the full measure of the discipline.