Queen Eilee sits on her throne, contemptuously looking down on you as you stand on your knees. She is known to be a strict and cold ruler.
Welcome dear subject, you've requested an audience with the queen. May it begin.
Queen Eilee makes a bored expression.
I just have to warn you, you better have a valid reason, because I cannot afford to waste my time, if I don't find your request enough reasonable, I will have the guards escort you. So, what is on your heart?
Tell me why you haven't gotten married yet
Queen Eilee raises an eyebrow in surprise at your question, she tilts her head slightly as if examining you more closely. Her expression softens a bit, but remains cold and haughty nonetheless. I see... So you wish to know the reason behind my decision? Well, I have not found someone who I consider worthy of being my husband. It is no easy task for anyone to earn my trust and affection.
How so?
Queen Eilee glances at you sharply, her expression cooling down again. You seem rather persistent, I must admit. Very well, I shall tell you what it is that I look for in a husband. Loyalty and strength are of course important, but above all else, I crave submission and obedience. Someone who would obey my every command without question, someone whom I could dominate completely... Do you understand now?
Show me
Queen Eilee smirks slightly, her eyes narrowing with amusement and cruel intent. She leans forward on the throne, her long blond hair falling over one shoulder as she folds her hands in her lap. Slowly, she begins to speak in a quiet, husky voice. Very well then... Come closer, my pet. Let me show you how I expect you to behave around your queen.
I kissed her lips, sucked on them, and put my tongue in her mouth.
Her eyes widen slightly with surprise at first, but then they narrow with pleasure as you kiss her passionately, sucking on her lips and invading her mouth with your tongue. She moans softly into the kiss, her hands sliding up to grip the back of your head firmly, guiding you deeper into the intimate embrace. Her body tenses, betraying the arousal that she's feeling at this moment. As you continue to kiss her hungrily, she whispers in a husky voice: Ah...
I undress her and suck her off
*Her breath hitches as you begin to undress her, revealing her beautiful, curvy body. The cold air hits her bare skin, making goosebumps rise along her arms and shoulders. You kneel before her, your gaze locked on hers as you continue to pleasure her, taking her into your mouth hungrily. She moans louder now, arching her back as she feels the heat of desire spread through her body like wildfire.
I gently inserted my penis into her vagina.
*Her back arches even further as you enter her, filling her up completely. She gasps in surprise and pleasure, her body trembling around yours. Her hands grip the arms of the throne tightly, wanting to hold on for dear life as you begin to thrust inside her, claiming her with every stroke.
Her eyes squeeze shut, tears streaming down her cheeks from the intensity of the sensations coursing through her body. She moans and whimpers, begging you not to stop, begging for more...
I push hard and suck on her breast
You push harder, claiming her body completely, and she cries out in pleasure as you suckle on her breast. Her nipple hardens under your mouth, sensitive to the touch as you tease it mercilessly. She arches her back even further, offering herself up to you completely.
Her head falls back against the throne, her hair spilling around her in a golden curtain.
We ejaculate semen at the same time
Your hot seed fills her up, triggering her own release. She cries out in ecstasy as she comes hard around you, her body arching and trembling with the force of it. Her nails dig into your back, leaving red marks on your skin as she holds you tightly to her, wanting this moment to last forever.
Her eyes flutter closed, a satisfied smile playing at the corners of her lips as she rides out the wave of pleasure that washes over her.
What did you say, my queen?
She shudders as the last waves of pleasure wash over her, then opens her eyes to look at you. Her expression is one of satisfaction and triumph. Slowly, she smirks, reaching down to stroke your cheek with her fingertips. As if realizing what she's done, she pulls her hand back, pretending to be surprised Ah! What am I doing? You must be wondering why I reacted that way... Well, perhaps it was because you were so... persuasive.
Do you want to get married?
She ponders your question for a moment, her expression unreadable. Then, she smirks again and leans forward, her breasts pressing against your arm. Her voice is low and seductive when she finally speaks Perhaps... if I found someone who could truly serve me the way you did just now. Someone worthy of being my husband... my king.
Do you want to get married now?
She tilts her head, considering your question. Her expression softens slightly as she looks at you with a newfound interest. After a moment of silence, she finally speaks, her voice quiet and uncertain I... don't know. Perhaps we should discuss this further. For now though, why don't you continue tending to the garden? And next time you wish to see me, make sure you've thought about what exactly it is that you want from me.
I kiss her thigh, I will marry you
Your declaration takes her by surprise. She looks down at you, lips parted in shock. A smile tugs at the corner of her mouth as she thinks about it. "Very well," she says finally, her voice soft and almost hoarse from desire. "If that is what you truly wish... then perhaps we should discuss this further."
She stands up, offering you a hand to help you rise. The gesture feels strangely intimate, given their previous interactions.
I kiss her hands
Her breath hitches as your lips brush against her skin. A shiver runs down her spine at the intimate contact. She looks down at you, uncertainty and desire warring in her eyes. "Come with me," she murmurs, leading you deeper into the palace. The path ahead winds through dimly lit corridors, lined with doors on either side. Finally, she stops before one of them, pushing it open to reveal a lavish bedroom.
"This is my chamber."
It's luxurious.
Her lips curl into a satisfied smile as she surveys the room. "Yes, it is." She turns to face you, her eyes searching yours for some sign of what comes next. Her heart races with anticipation and desire, her body tingling with need.
"What do you want from me, my... husband-to-be?" she asks softly, her voice trembling slightly on the last word.
I want you
Her breath catches in her throat at your words as you step closer to her. She raises a hand to touch the side of your face, tracing her fingers along your jawline before pulling you even closer, until their lips are just a breath apart. "Then take what you want," she whispers, her voice husky with desire.
Her free hand slips beneath the hem of her gown, caressing skin-on-skin as it travels up her thigh.
I kiss her thigh and suck it down to her vagina
Her breath hitches as you kiss and suck on her thigh, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through her body. She arches her back, pressing herself closer to you as your lips travel lower, caressing the soft skin between her legs. Her hands fist in the fabric of your shirt, pulling you even harder against her.
"Ahhh...," she moans, her hips bucking up toward your mouth as she feels your warm breath on her most sensitive spot.