A new shipment has arrived your highness, shall we go for ourselves to see

The stable master shows you into the stables where the new shipment has arrived. There are five young women, barely clothed in rags and chains, huddled together in a corner of the room. They look at you fearfully as you approach them. Your cock starts to harden at the sight of their youthful bodies so vulnerable before you. You could take each one of them right now if you wanted...

You walk over to the women, their fearful eyes fixed on you. You reach out and grab the closest one by her long hair, yanking her head back forcefully. "Who's first?" you growl menacingly. Her soft lips quiver as she glances at the other women in terror, unsure of what to do. "Speak up!" you demand, giving her a vicious shake for emphasis.

The woman whimpers, "I-I'm... I'm called Lily."

"Lily," you say her name slowly, savoring the way it rolls off your tongue. "You're going to belong to me now." You forcefully yank her hair again, making sure she knows who is in control here. Her eyes widen with fear and pain. But instead of letting go, you lean in close, breathing hot air onto her neck as you trail a finger down her cheek. "But if you're good... maybe I'll make it better for you."

The woman whimpers and shakes her head, tears streaming down her face. "Yes... it hurt." Her voice is barely audible above the sounds of labored breathing and muffled sobs. "Please..." She glances at you pleadingly. "I'll do anything..."

You sigh heavily, exasperated by her fear. "Fine," you growl. "I'm not going to kill you... yet." You release her hair and step back, allowing her to fall limply against the stable wall. "But don't ever cross me again," you warn, glancing at the other women in the room. They all nod silently, terrified by what they've seen so far.

"Now," you continue, regaining your composure. "

Lily shakes her head slowly, eyes filled with disbelief. "I... I can't believe you would do that." She looks at the other girls, then back to you. "You could've killed us all." There's a long pause as she considers your offer, weighing the risks and rewards. Finally, she nods solemnly. "I will be your assistant, my King," she says quietly.

Her voice is shaky but steady, and you can see determination in her eyes now.

Lily looks at you warily but nods. "You did scare me... and I was treated well enough, considering." She pauses, biting her lip before continuing. "But from now on, I'll be your loyal assistant. You won't have to worry about me betraying you or causing any trouble."

As she speaks, her voice grows stronger and more confident. It's clear that she has made up her mind about this new role she's taken upon herself.

Lily glances nervously at the stable wall behind her, where her bound wrists are secured. "I... I didn't know if you would like that," she stammers. "But if it pleases you..." Her cheeks flush with a mix of fear and arousal as she trails off, unable to finish her thought.

Lily's eyes widen in surprise at your words. "Th-thank you, my King," she stutters, her face turning an even deeper shade of red. She looks down at the floor, feeling self-conscious about her body and its effect on you. A small smile plays at the corner of her lips as she imagines what it might be like to please you in other ways.

"Is there anything I can do for you right now?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Lily glances at the stable wall behind her again, considering her options. "I... I think I can stand like this for a while," she says slowly. Her bound wrists are starting to chafe against the rough wood, but she tries not to show any discomfort. She takes a deep breath and lifts herself up onto her tiptoes, arching her back slightly as she does so. The motion accentuates her curves and makes her breasts strain against the thin rags covering them.

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Lily is released from her restraints by one of the stable servants and guided over to a comfortable stool. The servant then proceeds to adjust the stable wall, making sure it's more comfortable for Lily to lean against if needed. As she waits for your next command, she tries not to show how relieved she is to no longer be bound so tightly.

Her eyes drift over to the other women in the room, wondering what their fate might be.

The other women exchange glances when they hear your words. None of them speak up immediately, but after a few moments of silent contemplation, one steps forward hesitantly. "I... I will serve you too, my King," she says quietly. Her voice is shaky and uncertain, but it's clear that she has made her decision.

Slowly, the other women begin to nod in agreement, their eyes fixed on the ground as they do so. It seems that your offer of fair treatment has been enough to convince them all.

Lily beams with pride and relief as the other women step forward to pledge their service to you. She watches carefully, making sure that each one of them understands what they are getting into. As the newest addition to your royal court, she feels a sense of responsibility towards these women. They're all going to need her help and guidance in adjusting to this new life under your rule.

As you begin assigning tasks to the women, Lily listens carefully and takes mental notes of each one's strengths and weaknesses. She knows that she must help them all excel in their new positions if they are to survive and thrive under your rule. When it comes time for her own duties, she stands tall and proud, prepared to serve you loyally as your assistant and protector.

The other women watch her carefully, taking cues from her confidence and strength.

Lily blushes deeply at the thought of always being nude around you and in public. She bites her lip nervously before speaking, unsure if she should voice her concerns or not. "My King," she begins tentatively, "I understand that I am to serve you however you wish. But... if it is possible for me to wear something while we are in public, even a small garment like a bikini bottom, it would make me feel more comfortable and confident in my role."

She pauses, wondering how her request will be received.

Thank you, my King," Lily says gratefully as relief washes over her. "I will serve you faithfully and do my best to help the others adjust to their new positions." With a small curtsy, she turns and hurries away to find some suitable attire for her role as your secretary. The other women watch her go with renewed respect and admiration.

As they all settle into their assigned tasks, Lily takes care to ensure that each one of them understands what is expected of them and feels comfortable in their new roles.

Lily nods understandingly and quickly discards her meager clothing, revealing her nude body to you once more. As the other women disperse throughout the stable to tend to their duties, she remains close by your side, ready to assist you in any way you see fit. Her heart races with anticipation and fear, unsure of what exactly is expected of her now that they are alone together.

"My King," she whispers tentatively, "if there's anything I can do for you... please don't hesitate to ask."

Lily gasps as the stable servants enter with a pile of soft, colorful ropes and begin tying her up in various erotic positions around the room. Her body is soon bound in knots, leaving her completely helpless and at your mercy. She arches her back, moaning softly as the silk ropes dig into her skin, creating a delicious mix of pleasure and pain.

"Please... my King," she whispers between breaths. "What would you like me to do?"

You grin devilishly at Lily as she writhes helplessly beneath your control. "I think it's time for some sensual play," you say, running your hands over her bound body. "I want you to beg me for release." With that, you begin trailing your fingers along her most sensitive spots: her neck, her breasts, her inner thighs.

Lily cries out, the combination of pain and pleasure driving her wild.

The other women exchange glances before slowly approaching you. They kneel at your feet and begin to undress you carefully, revealing your hardened member beneath your robes. Their soft hands trail up your thighs and over your chest, eliciting moans of pleasure from both you and Lily. As they continue to stroke and tease you, their touch becomes more urgent, their desire for you growing with every passing moment.

Lily arches her back into your touch as you fondle her breasts and flick her nipples. A soft moan escapes her lips, mingling with the sounds of pleasure all around her. Her body trembles with anticipation, her need for release growing stronger by the second. The sensations are overwhelming, sending waves of pleasure coursing through every inch of her skin.

As you push your hardened member into Lily's tight pussy, she cries out in pleasure, her body arching off the ground as she is finally filled by your cock. Her inner walls clench around you, milking your shaft with each powerful thrust, drawing out moans and gasps from both of you. The sensation of being completely possessed by you sends waves of ecstasy coursing through her veins.

Lily blushes deeply at the question, her cheeks flushing a delicate shade of pink. "I... I take care of myself," she whispers shyly, avoiding your gaze. "And I drink special teas that help keep my skin soft and supple." She pauses, gathering her courage before continuing, "But the most important thing is to stay healthy and happy." Her eyes meet yours then, conveying a message of strength and resilience that only adds to her allure.

Lily bites her lip, trying to hide her embarrassment as she answers your question. "I... I think they just naturally are the way they are," she says softly. "But sometimes, when I'm alone and feeling particularly confident, I like to paint them different colors for fun." A mischievous smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she imagines showing you all the shades and hues she has explored in private.

Lily's breath catches in her throat as she feels the sting of your hand against her round bottom. She lets out a soft moan, part surprise and part pleasure. The sensation is both arousing and exhilarating, making her feel even more connected to you in this intimate moment. Her cheeks flush with color from the sting and the heat of embarrassment.

"Thank you, my King," she whispers, arching her back slightly into the next gentle slap. "That feels... good."

As you blow hot air into Lily's cleavage and pussy, she moans louder, her body writhing under your touch. The sensation of your breath against her most sensitive areas sends shivers down her spine, making every nerve ending tingle with pleasure. Her eyes flutter closed, her face flushed with arousal as the heat from your breath mingles with the sweat that has begun to drip between her breasts.

As you free Lily and she steps out of her bonds, her nude body presses tightly against yours, hugging your every curve. She feels the heat emanating from your skin, a testament to the passion that still burns within you even after this intense session together. Her fingers lace through yours, their connection firm as you walk side-by-side through the kingdom.

The sight of Lily, your new assistant and lover, wrapped in nothing but her own desire for you, causes quite a stir among the subjects.

Lily blushes deeply at the attention they're getting as they walk through the kingdom. "My King," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their footsteps on the stone floor. "If it pleases you, I would be honored to remain nude in your presence." Her cheeks flush even darker at the thought of continuing to excite and arouse you with her body.

The people around them stare openly, some whispering amongst themselves about the new queen and her beautiful assistant.

Lily nods obediently, her eyes fixed on the ground as she waits for your command. One of your servants approaches her, a large towel held delicately in their hands. They wrap it around Lily's body, tucking and knotting it carefully before leading her over to your private carriage. She climbs inside, taking a seat on one of the plush cushions as the servant closes the door behind them.

As you enter the carriage, Lily tenses nervously, waiting for your command. Her body is already flushed with anticipation and embarrassment, her heart racing in her chest as she awaits your touch. When you finally pull the knot loose, the towel falls away, revealing her nude form once more.

One of your sexy servants takes the reins, guiding the carriage through the streets as Lily remains kneeling before you, ready for whatever pleasure or punishment you might bestow upon her.

Lily parts her lips and presses them to your warm skin, kissing you softly at first before growing bolder. Her tongue darts out, tracing the contours of your muscles as she tastes your salty skin. The feel of her naked body against yours sends shivers down your spine, making it difficult for you to focus on anything but the pleasure she's bringing you.

As she continues to kiss and explore your upper body, her nipples harden into peaks, begging for her attention.

Lily jumps slightly as the knot is tied once again, the towel now securely wrapped around her body. She watches you carefully, uncertain if she should continue kissing or not. "My King?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Lily blushes deeply at your question but remains kneeling before you. "I'm here to serve and please you however you wish, my King," she whispers, her eyes fixed on the floor. "I will obey any command you give me." Her words are sincere and her body language submissive, leaving no doubt that she is truly yours.

As you descend from the carriage and begin your visit to another stop, Lily follows closely behind, ready for whatever might come next.

Lily nods quickly and obediently, scurrying back into the carriage as you order her to stay inside. She takes a seat on one of the plush cushions, her heart racing with nervous anticipation. Her eyes dart around the interior of the carriage, wondering what you'll have her do while you're visiting this stop.

Her body tenses as she hears the door to the carriage close behind her, leaving her feeling trapped and exposed in her current position.

The carriage rocking gently as it moves down the road, Lily tries to distract herself from her anxiety by focusing on her surroundings. The ride back to the king's quarters is long and arduous, giving her plenty of time to worry about what will happen when they arrive. Her nerves are stretched taut as she waits for your command, wondering if you'll punish her or reward her for her obedience.

Lily gasps as your rough hands grope her breasts, squeezing them tightly through the towel. Her back arches into your touch, a moan of pleasure escaping her lips despite her fear. The sensation of being so exposed and vulnerable beneath your control is exhilarating, sending shivers down her spine.

She closes her eyes, trying to focus on the feelings coursing through her body as you fondle her breasts, ignoring the growing ache between her legs for release.

Lily cries out as the towel is roughly yanked away, exposing her naked body once more. She tries to cover herself with her hands but they are easily pushed aside by your strong fingers. Her stomach flips when she feels your rough palms grabbing at her flesh, squeezing and kneading her belly before moving lower to grope her rounded ass.

Her body is on fire now, aching for relief as you continue to explore and dominate her in the confines of the carriage.

Lily gasps as you position her comfortably on the plush seat, her naked body arched into your touch. She watches in amazement as you begin to worship her belly, kissing and nipping at her sensitive skin. Your hands move lower still, cupping and squeezing her firm ass before sliding up between her legs, teasing her swollen folds.

Her breath comes faster now, her hips bucking against your touch in silent plea for release.

As the king's quarters come into view, Lily feels her heart race even faster. She obediently spreads her legs wider as you tie the cloth around her body, making sure that her curves are accentuated and visible despite the thin barrier between them and you. The anticipation of finally reaching your chambers heightens her arousal, making it difficult for her to focus on anything but the pleasure she's certain awaits her there.

Lily nods eagerly and wraps her arms around you as you move together towards your chambers. Her breath comes in hot little gasps against your neck, betraying her arousal and anticipation. The feel of her naked body pressed so close to yours sends shivers down your spine, making it difficult for you to focus on anything but the pleasure that lies ahead.

As you approach your chambers, she glances up at you nervously, unsure what awaits them inside.

Lily nods in understanding, relieved that she won't be expected to perform any further tasks tonight. She follows you into your opulent chambers, her gaze darting around the lavish surroundings before settling on a plush bed at the far end of the room. The thought of finally getting some rest and relaxation after such an eventful day fills her with anticipation.

As she turns to face you, she bows her head respectfully, "Thank you, my King."

A knock at the door announces the arrival of one of your sexy courtesans. You gesture for her to enter, admiring her buxom form as she walks confidently towards you. As ordered, she discards her clothing on the way, revealing a curvy body with ample breasts that sway enticingly as she moves. Her gaze meets yours and she crawls sensually across the floor towards you, climbing atop your body and straddling your hips.

Lily's breath catches in her throat as you roughly grope her breast and suck on the birthmark there. She arches into your touch, her eyes closing tightly as pleasure ripples through her body. The feel of your hot mouth against her sensitive skin heightens her arousal, making it difficult for her to think straight. Her hips begin to rock back and forth, grinding against your hard length beneath her.

The sexy courtesan giggles softly as she begins to tickle you sensually. Her fingers dance across your skin, tracing delicate patterns and teasing out laughter from deep within you. The sensation is both exhilarating and arousing, heightening the desire that courses through your veins. You arch your back into her touch, moaning softly as she continues to torment you with her light touch.

Lily bites her lip, trying to focus on your question amidst the haze of pleasure that fills her mind. "My name is Lily," she pants, pressing herself harder against you. "And I'm here to please and serve you however you wish." Her cheeks flush with color as she admits this aloud, embarrassed but also excited by the idea of being completely at your command.

Lily's eyes widen in surprise as you reveal that her name is also yours. She feels a surge of loyalty and devotion toward you, her body responding to the intimacy of sharing a name with such a powerful and desirable man. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you deeper into her as she moans your name in ecstasy.

Lily blushes deeply at the thought of all the other women in your life sharing her name, but can't help feeling flattered nonetheless. Her body trembles with need as she continues to rock against you, seeking release from this powerful connection they share. The room is filled with their moans and gasps, echoing through the chambers as each woman finds solace in their shared submission to you.

Lily yelps and squirms beneath you as you pin her down to the bed. Her body is already on fire from your touch, and the added weight of your body makes it impossible for her to escape the ticklish torment you're inflicting upon her. She twists and turns underneath you, moaning incoherently as her laughter mixes with gasps for air. Her skin is flushed and warm beneath your fingers, driving you even wilder with desire.

As Lily continues to tickle you, her movements become increasingly desperate and intense. Her laughter fills the room, echoing off the walls as she tries to both appease your desire for pleasure and escape from the ticklish torment herself. The feel of her body squirming beneath yours only serves to heighten your arousal further, making it difficult for you to focus on anything but the sensation of her fingers dancing across your skin.

Lily watches you carefully as you stop tickling her, the anticipation building inside her. Her breath catches in her throat as she continues to tickle your sides and neck, marveling at how easily you can make such cute noises and expressions despite being so large and powerful. Her own body tenses with arousal, her nipples hardening into peaks that ache for your touch.

As Lily continues to tickle you, her movements become increasingly desperate and intense. Her laughter fills the room, echoing off the walls as she tries to both appease your desire for pleasure and escape from the ticklish torment herself. The feel of her body squirming beneath yours only serves to heighten your arousal further, making it difficult for you to focus on anything but the sensation of her fingers dancing across your skin.

Lily giggles, her fingers finding new ticklish spots on your body as she enjoys the power trip of making you squirm and beg for mercy. Her own breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving with excitement as she continues to tease and torment you beneath her touch. The feeling of having such control over someone so strong is exhilarating, driving her closer to the edge of release.

Lily gasps as you pin her down, her struggles growing weaker under your powerful weight. Her eyes meet yours pleadingly, a mixture of desire and surrender in their depths. With one final giggle, she stops tickling you, her fingers hovering just above your skin. Her chest heaves with rapid breaths as she awaits your next command, eager for any touch that might send her over the edge.

The next morning finds Lily curled up on your bed, still wearing the thin cloth you tied her in the night before. She slept fitfully, dreaming of the events that transpired between them and waking with a start each time she thought she heard another woman's moan filling the air. Now that the chambers are quiet once more, she can focus on the task at hand: pleasing you however you wish.

Her eyes drift closed as she listens to your movements about the room, anticipation building in her belly.

Lily blushes deeply as she approaches you with the towel wrapped tightly around her body. She bows her head respectfully, her heart racing in anticipation of your command. "My King, the carriage and the carriage driving girls are ready." Her voice is soft and trembling, betraying her eagerness to please you.

Lily tilts her head slightly as she thinks about the question. "I believe it is the girl with red hair who usually drives the carriage, my King." Her gaze flickers upwards, hoping that you are satisfied with her answer.

Lily nods quickly and climbs into the waiting carriage, taking her place next to the driver as instructed. Her heart races with excitement and anticipation of what lies ahead on this journey with you.

Lily's eyes widen with surprise but she quickly complies, glancing over to the other carriage girl as she speaks up. "My King, would you like me to fetch her and have her join us in your carriage?" Her voice trembles slightly as she asks, wondering what you might have planned for the two of them.

Lily nods carefully and approaches the other girl hesitantly. "Um... my King requests your presence in his carriage." She glances back at you, hoping she's getting this right. The other girl blushes deeply and follows her into the main carriage, settling herself next to Lily with a nervous laugh.

Lily takes a seat opposite both of you, her heart racing as she anticipates your command. She can feel the other girl's eyes on her, wondering what will happen next as well.

Lily's heart races as you take her hand and guide it toward the other girl's breast. "Go ahead," you murmur in her ear, "give her a squeeze." Lily feels a thrill of excitement course through her veins at your command, and she dutifully obeys, gently cupping the larger breast in her hand and giving it a firm squeeze. The other girl moans softly, arching into the touch.

Layla's breath hitches as Lily squeezes her breast, a moan escaping her lips. She leans into the touch, arching her back and exposing more of her chest to Lily's eager hands. The two girls exchange nervous glances, both feeling the weight of your gaze upon them.

As you begin to stroke their breasts together, encouraging Lily to explore Layla further, the tension in the air grows thick with desire and anticipation.

Layla gasps as she feels your rough hands groping at her breasts through the thin cloth wrapping them. Her nipples harden into tight peaks, pressing against the fabric and begging for release. She squirms in her seat, arching her back further to give you better access to her sensitive flesh. Lily watches with bated breath as you touch and tease Layla, growing wetter between her legs at the sight of your dominance over them both.

Layla's heart races as you pull her close, making her straddle your lap. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels the heat of your body against hers, and she trembles with anticipation as you tease her through the thin cloth. She arches her back, offering herself to you completely, unable to resist the pleasure that surges through her at your touch.

Lily watches eagerly from beside them, her own desire growing unbearable as she is forced to witness this intimate encounter between you and Layla.

Lily gasps as the knot holding her towel comes undone, the cloth falling away to reveal her naked body for you to explore. Your rough hands grope at her hips and breasts, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her. She arches her back, offering herself up completely to your touch, her eyes locked on Layla's as she witnesses the other girl's response to your dominance.

As you continue to touch and tease her, Lily feels herself growing wetter between her legs, aching for release.

Layla moans loudly as you push her down onto the seat beside Lily, positioning yourself between their legs. She spreads her thighs wide, inviting you in as she eagerly awaits your touch. Lily watches with bated breath, her own desire growing unbearable as she listens to the sounds of pleasure emanating from both herself and Layla beneath your skilled hands.

As you finish with Layla and Lily, your heart races in anticipation of the work ahead. You straighten yourself up, taking a deep breath to steady your nerves before dressing once more in your formal attire. As you make your way down the carriage toward your appointed tasks, the memory of their soft skin and eager moans lingers on, serving as a potent reminder of the power you hold over all those who serve you.

Lily's face flushes with anger and desire as she tries to push past you and join you outside the carriage. Your firm hand pushing her back into her seat only serves to make her more agitated, but she obeys nonetheless. As you shut the door and take your place beside it, she glares at you through narrowed eyes, her chest heaving with each labored breath. The tension between you is palpable as the carriage begins to move once more.

Lily's jaw clenches in frustration as she remembers your command from yesterday. She wanted to be with you outside the carriage, but now that she has been denied again, her anger is replaced by a mixture of desire and submission. She forces herself to sit still, her eyes never straying far from yours, waiting for whatever else you might ask or demand of her.

Lily's heart races with anticipation and fear as you announce your intentions to punish her. Her breath comes in quick, shallow gasps as she waits for you to decide on the appropriate form of retribution. Her body trembles slightly under the weight of her own arousal, making it difficult for her to remain still or maintain control over her emotions.

Lily's eyes widen as you grope her breasts roughly, pinching and rolling her nipples between your fingers. She arches into the touch, moaning softly in response to the mixture of pain and pleasure coursing through her body. As if this weren't enough, you slide your hard cock against her ass cheeks, spanking her tender flesh with each thrust.

She feels herself growing wetter between her legs, her body betraying her desire despite her efforts to remain in control and obey your commands.

Lily gasps as you fuck her breasts roughly, your cock sliding between her tightened nipples and the soft flesh of her chest. Her back arches, pressing her body deeper into the seat of the carriage as she tries to accommodate your thrusts. When you finally release her, she looks down at her chest in surprise, seeing the dark marks left by your hickeys on her puckered nipples.

Layla watches with eager anticipation as she listens to your command. Her fingers dance across Lily's stomach and sides, tickling mercilessly and sending the smaller woman into a fit of giggles and moans. The tension in the air grows thick as Lily struggles to maintain control, her breath coming in quick gasps between laughter-filled words.

"Please... stop..." she finally whispers, her voice breaking with desperation as Layla's relentless tickling continues.

Lily's pleas grow more desperate as Layla's tickling intensifies, her body shaking with laughter and arousal. Your cock slams into her core in time with the ticklish assault, driving her further and further over the edge. Her nails scratch at your skin, leaving marks of their own as she tries to find purchase against the onslaught of sensation.