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The Queen lay back on her featherbed, urging the young lad that was betwixt her legs onward. He was young, far younger than she usually chose, but he was eager to please, and she eager to train, he glanced up at his mistress, his lips, nose and chin glistening from her essence. He replaced the void of his mouth with three of his work worn fingers and stroked her as she had shown him until she writhed on the bed. Without much warning the Queen spun the lad until he was pinned betwixt her legs, she guided his manhood into her and she rode him until the ropes of the bed were squeaking, the Queen’s handmaidens pretended nothing was out of the ordinary as their mistress rode the lad, they instead continued on with the mending. She bent her head her long hair forming a curtain shielding his face from view, her lips pressed against his and he moaned as her hands sought his jewels and she squeezed them.
“Aye young lad that’s it thrust yer hips into mine,” she coached as he gave it all he had to her. She slid off of him suddenly and licked the length of his manhood savoring her essence on his shaft, he groaned and she scolded him, “nay lad, not yet, ye must wait until I have reached paradise.”
“Aye my Lady Queen,” the lad said, “how shall I fuck you?”
“As the dog fucks the bitch in the hall,” she replied, turning her back on the lad, spreading her glistening thighs.
The lad smiled, he liked taking the Queen in this manner, her tits swayed back and forth he liked sliding a thumb or a finger into her ass and holding her against himself, she seemed to like it too, she always cursed the gods both Christian as well as the pagan ones whenever he fucked her like this. It gave him the opportunity to control the thrusts and also rub her tiny jewel until she was screaming her excitement.
“My Queen, the troops have returned,” the Queen’s general advisor burst into the chamber, his cheeks turning crimson catching the Queen in this compromising position.
“I shall see to them shortly Lord Havenswell, see that they are bathed and robed as you know I desire and bring them into the court.”
“Aye your Majesty,”
The lad thrust against his mistress, his left hand rubbing her jewel his right pulling her head back by her hair.
“Aye lad, harder, fuck your Queen good,”
“You like my codpiece your Majesty, such an insatiable bitch you are,” he hissed thrusting with all his might, he tugged her head back and kissed her hard on the mouth, she bit his lower lip and licked it as he whimpered, she hissed loudly as she clenched her thighs, tightening the walls of her garden around the lads shaft, “by the gods you are exquisite your Majesty,” he grunted again and released his seed into her.
She sighed softly replete for the moment. She kissed him tenderly and swiftly left the chamber to dress; she must see to her troops, a proper welcome home was in order.
The Captain of the Guard led his troops into the bathhouse and left. He had no desire to stay and watch his men be prepped for the Queen. He had been a mere soldier and had served his Queen as was her desire many times, now that he had reached the age of thirty summers he no longer held her favor. The lads he commanded were between fifteen and nineteen summers.
None had known the pleasure of a woman’s body and none had sought self gratification, twas an order of the Queen. Until she took them, they were not to know other women or seek their own pleasure. Twas not an easy task to maintain, however, he managed it by making an example of the one or two that would always succumb to the temptation either from a tavern whore or a peasant girl. The punishment if you were caught was death, twas harsh but twas the Queen’s orders. It only took one or two lads flayed from their nose to their navel, their cocks severed off to tell the young men that this was not a game, and the Queen would not be defied.
Once in the bathhouse the men were stripped of their armor and their underclothes. Their devotion to the Queen was immediately tested as the bath maidens were young nubile and very beautiful. They all wore chastity belts to protect them from unwanted advances of the men that would be bathed here. The young men were not to touch the maidens, save for bracing themselves as the maidens scrubbed the dirt from the road off of them. Other than the chastity belts the girls were naked, their hair braided and coiled atop their head. Once the men were bathed, they moved into the drying room where they were dried, and covered with a thick paste, once the thick paste had dried the maidens would remove it and with it all remnants of hair that was on their bodies. The Queen preferred her men smooth as glass and the only hair that was allowed to stay on their bodies was atop their head or on their face. As soon as this step was done the men were led into the third room, the men were then slicked up with sweet smelling oils and clothed in a simple white muslin shift, belted at the waist. The maidens would coat their entire bodies with the oil starting at their necks and working their way down to their toes, paying special attention to their codpiece and jewels that hung below. The Queen wanted to see what she was to expect once she took them to her bed.
As the Queen dressed she wondered how many young men would be favorable to her today. She often times only found one or two that she wanted to seek pleasure from, but she longed for more. Her handmaidens brushed her long dark red locks and braided it into many thick braids before coiling them up atop her head. Her dress was the same deep red color and had a very low cut bodice revealing her ample breasts. The full skirt brushed the floor and was supported by starchy black petticoats. On her feet were silver slippers her husband may he rest in peace in the arms of the Blessed Virgin had brought them back to her the summer before he died leaving her to rule the kingdom on her own.
He had never known of her indiscretions, or if he had he never let on. He had been a good man, but foolish when it came to matters concerning his Queen.
She floated into the court, the men lined up in order by their age first and then by height, they bowed to her and then stood; legs apart, arms behind their head as they had been commanded to do when presented to the Queen.
“Is this all of them? I would have thought there would be more.” She walked in a slow circle around the men.
“You,” she pointed to the oldest of the group, “what is your name lad and how old are ye?”
“William your Majesty, I have just celebrated my nineteenth summer,”
“And why is there so few soldiers here William,”
She moved to stand in front of him. He immediately dropped to his knees and bowed his head.
“Many perished on road your Majesty, and there were few that met with the approval that you have told our Captain to use prior to being sent to the bathhouse.”
“Ah, I see William; and how many sought the pleasure of another woman or sought their own pleasure?” she tilted his head up and looked into his eyes, they were so dark blue they looked like the sea during a storm.
“There were four your Majesty; I regret to admit one was my kin.”
“And William, were you tempted? Did you think to seek the pleasure of another woman before your Queen?”
“No your Majesty, my body belongs to you.”
The Queen purred at his response and gestured for him to stand. She reached forward and untied the belt that held the shift in place. As it fell free from his body she hissed loudly.
“Very nice William, tis a shame your kin didn’t wait. I would have enjoyed taking both of you.”
She motioned him off to the left and continued walking through the troops. One poor lad was so nervous he nearly came when she accidentally touched his manhood. He was the youngest of the group, just having had his fifth-teen summer. He trembled as his shaft deflated surely she would brush him aside.
“Shhh,” she whispered softly, “I know you are nervous, tis ok, I saw your impressive shaft while I was inspecting the others, come lad, I’ll take care of you.”
The lad trembled slightly as he was moved to the left with the other men she had selected.
She turned and studied the group she had moved off to the left, there were six total, all disrobed, all save for the youngest still hard. She waved her hand and the remaining troops were dismissed, sent to be cared for by some of the female servants. The Queen would allow the men that had made it to her court the pleasure of one of her maidens if they had proven their fidelity to her, once they had reached this stage she was convinced they would do anything for their Queen.
The rest of the court was cleared save for her handmaidens and a few male attendants. A large mattress made per occasion was brought in and the Queen moved to the youngest first.
“Rest easy lad,” she murmured as her handmaidens helped her out of her gown, leaving her in naught but her shift, the lad trembled and the others gasped, they had heard tell of her beauty but now that it was in front of them, they were all speechless.
“Your Majesty would you permit me to speak,” William quietly addressed his Queen.
“Aye William,” she said while her hand slid to the shaft of the young lad in front of her, stroking him gently.
“We have heard tell of your beauty, but it far surpasses that what we have been told about you.”
She turned and eyed the young man, “And what else have you heard about your Queen William?”
“That she is an insatiable bitch who cannot be tamed,” William replied boldly.
The group gasped; surely he would be struck down. Instead she laughed and moved to stand in front of him.
“Do ye think ye can keep up with me William? Ye have never known a woman, most lads finish before I even touch them.”
“I should like the chance to try your Majesty,”
She laughed as her handmaidens moved forward and finished disrobing their Queen leaving her hair piled high on her head. Her skin was perfectly flawless, no blemishes or marks. Her breasts were full and heavy, but tight against her chest. The curve of her buttocks was like a ripe peach, perfectly round and split down the center. She also had no superfluous body hair, and her skin had been massaged with fragrant oils and glowed pristine white.
She lowered herself in front of the youngest. He trembled as she took his length into her mouth and worked his shaft; his hands remained at his side until she took one of his hands and placed it on the back of her head. One of her maidens came behind the lad and whispered instructions into his ear.
“Move your hips laddie, aye, just like that, the Queen likes her face fucked,” the lad pumped his manhood into the Queens mouth her teeth grazed him lightly her hands gently squeezing his jewels
“Oh god,” the lad hissed as the Queen took him deep into her mouth, “I’m glad I waited your majesty I dinna know it would be like this,”
“I’m glad you waited too laddie,” she rose and with the help of one of her handmaidens laid the boy back on the soft bed and straddled his hips, his codpiece was guided carefully into her garden and she slowly moved over the boy, guiding his hands to her hips, helping him to find her jewel, which he rubbed eagerly as directed by the young handmaiden. It was only a moment later that she cried out her essence covering the boy’s stomach and chest. He reached his crisis a moment later spilling his seed into her warm center.
“How do ye feel lad?” she asked a moment later
The boy was speechless, but the Queen understood.
“Tis alright my boy, nay ye are a man now,” She kissed him tenderly and slid off his body, and off the makeshift bed.
Her handmaidens helped the lad to his feet and out of the room to a resting area for him they brought him food and ale and one stayed with him resting her head in his lap. Several of her handmaidens moved forward and cleansed their Queen, sliding warm clothes along her thighs and betwixt her legs refreshing her for what was to come next.
The insatiable Queen moved on to her next conquest twin lads of sixteen summers, she had them stand side by side and worked their cocks simultaneously, while her mouth was on one her hand was stroking the other they wanted to please their Queen much like the first lad had, when she asked who wanted to taste her slit they scrambled to get to her cunt. They each had a turn at her snatch savoring her sweet honey before she pinned one down betwixt her legs riding him until he cried out his release to the blessed Virgin. The second boy trembled as she slid over his shaft, she leaned forward and whispered soft terms of endearment that she didn’t mean into his ear, kissing him softly murmuring how much she cared for him that she loved him above all else. The boy wept as his crisis came and she waited until his sobs subsided before rising, while she was insatiable, she was not overly cruel.
The fourth and fifth lads trembled as she took them into her mouth, they could not take the sweet torture and spilled their seed on unfertile ground, smiling as she swallowed their seed she motioned for her handmaidens to take them away.
“So William, tis just you and I,”
“Aye my Queen; so it seems,” William stood in front of his Queen his cock still hard as a stone.
“How is it that ye still be hard lad?” she moved towards him and slid her soft hands along his length, “Ye haven’t lied to me have ye? Tumbled with a peasant girl in the wood,” her nails dug into his shaft and he grimaced but did not cry out, “stroked your cock when you relieved yourself while on the road? How is it ye are still hard?”
William chuckled and moved his hand to the Queen’s breast stroking it gently.
“Your law states that young men in your army may not self-gratify or seek the pleasure of a woman true?” he whispered quietly.
“Aye,” the Queen looked at him skeptical for a moment, waiting for him to confess to breaking said law.
“I did not tumble with a peasant girl my Queen, nor did I self-gratify.”
“Then how,” she paused and then snapped her head up her green eyes blazing, and then softening as she laughed, “ye beat me at my own game young William, so who was he?”
William chuckled softly and slid his hand to the Queen’s hip, stroking the soft flesh there, and pressed a kiss to her neck.
“His name was Alfred; he was five summers older than I and knowing of my aspirations from a young age told me of your law. That I was not to enjoy the pleasures of a woman’s body nor seek my own release until you took me. But he had figured out a way around it. He told me that if I was willing he would help me not make a fool of myself when I came to your court. He would help me last and be a good love to you.”
William dipped his head and kissed the other side of the Queen’s neck.
“How did he do that?” the Queen managed to ask though her voice trembled.
“I’d watch him with other maidens, he told me of a woman’s hidden jewel, how if I rubbed it just so,” William’s hand went to the Queen’s mound and slid a single digit into her slit finding her jewel, “it would bring her to paradise,” he slid his finger gently over her bud and slowly teased it, “he also said that I could suck on a woman’s tits and that would bring her much pleasure, may I?”
Wordlessly the Queen nodded and William turned her to face him, his lips hovered near hers only for a moment before he brushed the against hers, his fingers still rubbing her tiny bud, she moaned softly as his lips traveled down to her neck and to the valley between her breasts. His mouth moved to the left breast first and he gently tugged on the nipple, rolling it between his tongue and teeth until it pearled. The Queen moaned as he transferred his attention to the right breast and gave it the same attention.
“William,” the Queen breathed, “what else did Alfred do?”
William looked up at his Queen and whispered, “He took me into his mouth as you did the other boys, suckling me until I grew thick and hard, telling me that I was not to spill my seed until he was damned good and ready for me to. He gave me a taste of what your garden would be like by letting me into his forbidden hole, does this disgust you my Queen?” William’s mouth moved lower he tongued her naked mound and brought the fingers that had been in her garden to his lips and sucked, “Blessed Virgin you are sweet,” he stood and stared down at the Queen, “I want you to myself, clear the room,” he hissed.
Instead of clearing the room, the Queen guided William up a back staircase, the one that led straight to her chamber, they had barely made it inside when William grabbed her and pinned her against the cold brick of the castle wall.
“Now that we’re alone I can tell you more of Alfred,” he kissed the side of her neck biting and sucking on it hard, she moaned loudly, her snatch releasing more of her beautiful essence into the room, “but before I do, I need more honey,” he grasped the Queen by the hips and d****d her legs over his shoulders and pressed a kiss to her slit.
The Queen was taken aback by this young lad, not only had he beaten her at her own game, he was working her body as if he had known it before. Finding all her hidden spots that she liked kissed, caressed and nibbled or bitten. She cried out as his teeth found her jewel and he drew it between his tongue and teeth.
“Please,” she gasped
“What is it my Queen? Surely you haven’t had enough,” his finger found her tight hole and looking up at her with a wicked grin he slid it in, “Alfred also said that some maidens, enjoyed a man’s cock here too, but only ones who are especially wicked, perverse or otherwise naughty. Do you like a man’s cock here my Queen? Shall I find out?” he added a second finger to the first and stroked gently.
The Queen could only moan as he continued to feast on her cunt, his fingers deep in her ass.
“Are you a wicked lass my Queen? Do you want me to fuck all of your holes? Fill them with my seed?”
She whimpered as he ran his tongue from her garden down to her tight hole and flicked it against the skin there.
“You’re so used to being in control aren’t you your Majesty? You enjoy tormenting lads until they spray their seed all over the place,” William increased the stroking and added a third finger to the Queen’s forbidden garden.
“Please,” the Queen gasped again.
“Please what your Highness?” William’s lips and chin were coated with the Queen’s honey.
“Fuck me,” her hips moved in rhythm with his stroking, her hair what had been coiled up on her head had fallen leaving the plaits loose.
“Not yet,” he extracted his fingers from her ass and quickly washed them in a nearby basin. “I dinna like your hair pulled back from your face your Majesty. I want it loose and down,” he carefully unbraided each plait until her hair fell in waves down to the middle of her naked back, “tis better,” he leaned in and breathed in her tresses pressing a soft kiss to them.
“William, please,”
“Still hungry my Queen?” he teased, “I have not known the talent of your mouth yet, come, show my braw laddie some attention.”
The Queen paused, for William was far larger than any of the lads she’d had today or before.
“I’ll not ask again. Now my Queen,” he pressed her to her knees and dragged his cock over her lips she moaned as she got a taste of him, and swiftly opened her mouth to accept him.
He pressed forward tunneling his fingers into her burgundy tresses pressing her down his shaft; he moaned as her teeth grazed him, she allowed her hand to slide across his bare thighs and up to his jewels. She cupped them gently and raked her nails along the underside of his shaft. William rocked his hips forward driving his shaft down the Queen’s throat. She moaned and gagged at the same time.
“Aye my Queen jus’ like that, take him deep into yer mouth,” William continued to drive his cock into the Queen’s mouth, “oh fuck,” he hissed as she grazed her teeth against him again and sprayed his seed into her mouth.
The Queen groaned loudly at his taste, she backed off and stood and was shocked that the lad was still hard.
“Where next you Majesty, where shall my braw laddie fuck you next?” he brought her to her feet and slid his fingers back into her snatch, “Ah, still wet,” he hissed into her ear, “tis good, means you want my cock above all else, have ye ever tasted yourself my Queen,” without waiting for an answer he bought his fingers to the Queen’s mouth and offered them to her. She sucked them with fervor, and moaned when he withdrew them from her lips.
“Wrap yer legs around me waist your Majesty,” he chuckled and picked her up, as she did he slid his cock into her garden, he moved her against the cold wall of the castle and rode her hard, her nails scored his back and she leaned forward and bit his neck, “aye, you are an insatiable bitch aren’t ye;” he hissed into her ear.
“Aye,” she hissed back, grinding her hips into his, “fuck me William,”
Quite suddenly he lowered the Queen and tugged her to his mouth kissing her soundly.
“I want to fuck you like the bitch you are my Queen,” he lifted her and dropped her on the bed, “come now your Majesty, you know how bitches are fucked,” his hand cracked against her upturned ass and she yelped and then sighed.
“No one has e’er slapped me like that before William,”
“Did you like it?” his hand poised for another slap.
“Aye,”
His hand cracked against her upturned ass again and she sighed contently before moving to her hands and knees, exposing her sex to him.
He moved behind her and flicked her tongue against her cunt, her hips jerked, but he held her firm.
“I could never get enough of your honey my Queen, never,” his tongue slid into her sheath and he nibbled hard on her jewel.
“Jesu,” she breathed as his tongue slid up and toyed with her forbidden hole, “William please,”
“What do ye want your majesty,” he hissed as his tongue slid into her tight ass.
“Blessed Virgin,” she hissed, as his tongue pressed forward, “tis wrong,” she whimpered.
“Nay my Queen, tis right,” his invading tongue backed off and he knelt behind her sliding his length into her slick cunt and his thumbs into her ass, “have you ever had a man’s shaft here?” he asked as he added a forefinger to his thumbs, “or have it just been fingers?”
“Never a man’s shaft, ever,”
“Good, I should like to be the first,”
The Queen moaned, knowing she shouldn’t want him in her forbidden garden, but she was powerless to stop the sensations and feelings that were filling her.
“Would you like that your Majesty?”
The Queen could only moan as William stroked her tiny bud and thrust against her.
“Would you?” he thrust harder and faster, the Queen’s moans rising to a staccato pitch.
“Aye,” she finally gasped.
“Don’t cum yet Queen, not until I say,”
She whimpered softly, never had anyone ever told her that she couldn’t cum and she knew she was close, she moaned again and William cracked his hand against her ass.
“NOT yet!” he hissed tugging her head back by her hair.
“William, please.” She moaned
“No,”
The Queen hissed as he slid out of her dripping cunt and positioned his cock against her forbidden entrance.
“I will go slowly your majesty, as slowly as I can.”
She whimpered as he pressed his head into her hole slowly, he cursed at her tightness and slid a hand forward to her snatch, stroking her intimately.
“William, please,”
He ignored the plea and pressed forward until he was fully encased in her ass.
“By the gods you’re tight my Queen, so exquisite, do ye like it? Your forbidden hole fucked?”
“Aye,” she moaned, “aye I do, please William, please.”
He laughed out loud and rocked his hips against her harder, faster, she whimpered softly; so close to climax. He wrapped his fingers into her tresses and tugged her head back to his; he kissed her hard on the mouth and nipped her lower lip.
“Alright you insatiable bitch, cum for me,”
She screams, her voice echoing through the chamber. He eases out of her ass and back into her cunt fucking her hard until his cries echo off the walls spilling his seed into her cunt.
“By the rood William, I have ne’er had anything like that, I should like for you to visit often.”
“As you wish my Queen,”
“I shall also like for you to fuck me again.”
William chuckled as the Queen settled herself betwixt his thighs and drew him into her mouth, he hissed as she turned herself and positioned her garden over his mouth still dripping with his seed, he bit down on her clit and she moaned around the length of his rod.
The Queen truly was insatiable, but he would do his best to satiate her.
“Aye young lad that’s it thrust yer hips into mine,” she coached as he gave it all he had to her. She slid off of him suddenly and licked the length of his manhood savoring her essence on his shaft, he groaned and she scolded him, “nay lad, not yet, ye must wait until I have reached paradise.”
“Aye my Lady Queen,” the lad said, “how shall I fuck you?”
“As the dog fucks the bitch in the hall,” she replied, turning her back on the lad, spreading her glistening thighs.
The lad smiled, he liked taking the Queen in this manner, her tits swayed back and forth he liked sliding a thumb or a finger into her ass and holding her against himself, she seemed to like it too, she always cursed the gods both Christian as well as the pagan ones whenever he fucked her like this. It gave him the opportunity to control the thrusts and also rub her tiny jewel until she was screaming her excitement.
“My Queen, the troops have returned,” the Queen’s general advisor burst into the chamber, his cheeks turning crimson catching the Queen in this compromising position.
“I shall see to them shortly Lord Havenswell, see that they are bathed and robed as you know I desire and bring them into the court.”
“Aye your Majesty,”
The lad thrust against his mistress, his left hand rubbing her jewel his right pulling her head back by her hair.
“Aye lad, harder, fuck your Queen good,”
“You like my codpiece your Majesty, such an insatiable bitch you are,” he hissed thrusting with all his might, he tugged her head back and kissed her hard on the mouth, she bit his lower lip and licked it as he whimpered, she hissed loudly as she clenched her thighs, tightening the walls of her garden around the lads shaft, “by the gods you are exquisite your Majesty,” he grunted again and released his seed into her.
She sighed softly replete for the moment. She kissed him tenderly and swiftly left the chamber to dress; she must see to her troops, a proper welcome home was in order.
The Captain of the Guard led his troops into the bathhouse and left. He had no desire to stay and watch his men be prepped for the Queen. He had been a mere soldier and had served his Queen as was her desire many times, now that he had reached the age of thirty summers he no longer held her favor. The lads he commanded were between fifteen and nineteen summers.
None had known the pleasure of a woman’s body and none had sought self gratification, twas an order of the Queen. Until she took them, they were not to know other women or seek their own pleasure. Twas not an easy task to maintain, however, he managed it by making an example of the one or two that would always succumb to the temptation either from a tavern whore or a peasant girl. The punishment if you were caught was death, twas harsh but twas the Queen’s orders. It only took one or two lads flayed from their nose to their navel, their cocks severed off to tell the young men that this was not a game, and the Queen would not be defied.
Once in the bathhouse the men were stripped of their armor and their underclothes. Their devotion to the Queen was immediately tested as the bath maidens were young nubile and very beautiful. They all wore chastity belts to protect them from unwanted advances of the men that would be bathed here. The young men were not to touch the maidens, save for bracing themselves as the maidens scrubbed the dirt from the road off of them. Other than the chastity belts the girls were naked, their hair braided and coiled atop their head. Once the men were bathed, they moved into the drying room where they were dried, and covered with a thick paste, once the thick paste had dried the maidens would remove it and with it all remnants of hair that was on their bodies. The Queen preferred her men smooth as glass and the only hair that was allowed to stay on their bodies was atop their head or on their face. As soon as this step was done the men were led into the third room, the men were then slicked up with sweet smelling oils and clothed in a simple white muslin shift, belted at the waist. The maidens would coat their entire bodies with the oil starting at their necks and working their way down to their toes, paying special attention to their codpiece and jewels that hung below. The Queen wanted to see what she was to expect once she took them to her bed.
As the Queen dressed she wondered how many young men would be favorable to her today. She often times only found one or two that she wanted to seek pleasure from, but she longed for more. Her handmaidens brushed her long dark red locks and braided it into many thick braids before coiling them up atop her head. Her dress was the same deep red color and had a very low cut bodice revealing her ample breasts. The full skirt brushed the floor and was supported by starchy black petticoats. On her feet were silver slippers her husband may he rest in peace in the arms of the Blessed Virgin had brought them back to her the summer before he died leaving her to rule the kingdom on her own.
He had never known of her indiscretions, or if he had he never let on. He had been a good man, but foolish when it came to matters concerning his Queen.
She floated into the court, the men lined up in order by their age first and then by height, they bowed to her and then stood; legs apart, arms behind their head as they had been commanded to do when presented to the Queen.
“Is this all of them? I would have thought there would be more.” She walked in a slow circle around the men.
“You,” she pointed to the oldest of the group, “what is your name lad and how old are ye?”
“William your Majesty, I have just celebrated my nineteenth summer,”
“And why is there so few soldiers here William,”
She moved to stand in front of him. He immediately dropped to his knees and bowed his head.
“Many perished on road your Majesty, and there were few that met with the approval that you have told our Captain to use prior to being sent to the bathhouse.”
“Ah, I see William; and how many sought the pleasure of another woman or sought their own pleasure?” she tilted his head up and looked into his eyes, they were so dark blue they looked like the sea during a storm.
“There were four your Majesty; I regret to admit one was my kin.”
“And William, were you tempted? Did you think to seek the pleasure of another woman before your Queen?”
“No your Majesty, my body belongs to you.”
The Queen purred at his response and gestured for him to stand. She reached forward and untied the belt that held the shift in place. As it fell free from his body she hissed loudly.
“Very nice William, tis a shame your kin didn’t wait. I would have enjoyed taking both of you.”
She motioned him off to the left and continued walking through the troops. One poor lad was so nervous he nearly came when she accidentally touched his manhood. He was the youngest of the group, just having had his fifth-teen summer. He trembled as his shaft deflated surely she would brush him aside.
“Shhh,” she whispered softly, “I know you are nervous, tis ok, I saw your impressive shaft while I was inspecting the others, come lad, I’ll take care of you.”
The lad trembled slightly as he was moved to the left with the other men she had selected.
She turned and studied the group she had moved off to the left, there were six total, all disrobed, all save for the youngest still hard. She waved her hand and the remaining troops were dismissed, sent to be cared for by some of the female servants. The Queen would allow the men that had made it to her court the pleasure of one of her maidens if they had proven their fidelity to her, once they had reached this stage she was convinced they would do anything for their Queen.
The rest of the court was cleared save for her handmaidens and a few male attendants. A large mattress made per occasion was brought in and the Queen moved to the youngest first.
“Rest easy lad,” she murmured as her handmaidens helped her out of her gown, leaving her in naught but her shift, the lad trembled and the others gasped, they had heard tell of her beauty but now that it was in front of them, they were all speechless.
“Your Majesty would you permit me to speak,” William quietly addressed his Queen.
“Aye William,” she said while her hand slid to the shaft of the young lad in front of her, stroking him gently.
“We have heard tell of your beauty, but it far surpasses that what we have been told about you.”
She turned and eyed the young man, “And what else have you heard about your Queen William?”
“That she is an insatiable bitch who cannot be tamed,” William replied boldly.
The group gasped; surely he would be struck down. Instead she laughed and moved to stand in front of him.
“Do ye think ye can keep up with me William? Ye have never known a woman, most lads finish before I even touch them.”
“I should like the chance to try your Majesty,”
She laughed as her handmaidens moved forward and finished disrobing their Queen leaving her hair piled high on her head. Her skin was perfectly flawless, no blemishes or marks. Her breasts were full and heavy, but tight against her chest. The curve of her buttocks was like a ripe peach, perfectly round and split down the center. She also had no superfluous body hair, and her skin had been massaged with fragrant oils and glowed pristine white.
She lowered herself in front of the youngest. He trembled as she took his length into her mouth and worked his shaft; his hands remained at his side until she took one of his hands and placed it on the back of her head. One of her maidens came behind the lad and whispered instructions into his ear.
“Move your hips laddie, aye, just like that, the Queen likes her face fucked,” the lad pumped his manhood into the Queens mouth her teeth grazed him lightly her hands gently squeezing his jewels
“Oh god,” the lad hissed as the Queen took him deep into her mouth, “I’m glad I waited your majesty I dinna know it would be like this,”
“I’m glad you waited too laddie,” she rose and with the help of one of her handmaidens laid the boy back on the soft bed and straddled his hips, his codpiece was guided carefully into her garden and she slowly moved over the boy, guiding his hands to her hips, helping him to find her jewel, which he rubbed eagerly as directed by the young handmaiden. It was only a moment later that she cried out her essence covering the boy’s stomach and chest. He reached his crisis a moment later spilling his seed into her warm center.
“How do ye feel lad?” she asked a moment later
The boy was speechless, but the Queen understood.
“Tis alright my boy, nay ye are a man now,” She kissed him tenderly and slid off his body, and off the makeshift bed.
Her handmaidens helped the lad to his feet and out of the room to a resting area for him they brought him food and ale and one stayed with him resting her head in his lap. Several of her handmaidens moved forward and cleansed their Queen, sliding warm clothes along her thighs and betwixt her legs refreshing her for what was to come next.
The insatiable Queen moved on to her next conquest twin lads of sixteen summers, she had them stand side by side and worked their cocks simultaneously, while her mouth was on one her hand was stroking the other they wanted to please their Queen much like the first lad had, when she asked who wanted to taste her slit they scrambled to get to her cunt. They each had a turn at her snatch savoring her sweet honey before she pinned one down betwixt her legs riding him until he cried out his release to the blessed Virgin. The second boy trembled as she slid over his shaft, she leaned forward and whispered soft terms of endearment that she didn’t mean into his ear, kissing him softly murmuring how much she cared for him that she loved him above all else. The boy wept as his crisis came and she waited until his sobs subsided before rising, while she was insatiable, she was not overly cruel.
The fourth and fifth lads trembled as she took them into her mouth, they could not take the sweet torture and spilled their seed on unfertile ground, smiling as she swallowed their seed she motioned for her handmaidens to take them away.
“So William, tis just you and I,”
“Aye my Queen; so it seems,” William stood in front of his Queen his cock still hard as a stone.
“How is it that ye still be hard lad?” she moved towards him and slid her soft hands along his length, “Ye haven’t lied to me have ye? Tumbled with a peasant girl in the wood,” her nails dug into his shaft and he grimaced but did not cry out, “stroked your cock when you relieved yourself while on the road? How is it ye are still hard?”
William chuckled and moved his hand to the Queen’s breast stroking it gently.
“Your law states that young men in your army may not self-gratify or seek the pleasure of a woman true?” he whispered quietly.
“Aye,” the Queen looked at him skeptical for a moment, waiting for him to confess to breaking said law.
“I did not tumble with a peasant girl my Queen, nor did I self-gratify.”
“Then how,” she paused and then snapped her head up her green eyes blazing, and then softening as she laughed, “ye beat me at my own game young William, so who was he?”
William chuckled softly and slid his hand to the Queen’s hip, stroking the soft flesh there, and pressed a kiss to her neck.
“His name was Alfred; he was five summers older than I and knowing of my aspirations from a young age told me of your law. That I was not to enjoy the pleasures of a woman’s body nor seek my own release until you took me. But he had figured out a way around it. He told me that if I was willing he would help me not make a fool of myself when I came to your court. He would help me last and be a good love to you.”
William dipped his head and kissed the other side of the Queen’s neck.
“How did he do that?” the Queen managed to ask though her voice trembled.
“I’d watch him with other maidens, he told me of a woman’s hidden jewel, how if I rubbed it just so,” William’s hand went to the Queen’s mound and slid a single digit into her slit finding her jewel, “it would bring her to paradise,” he slid his finger gently over her bud and slowly teased it, “he also said that I could suck on a woman’s tits and that would bring her much pleasure, may I?”
Wordlessly the Queen nodded and William turned her to face him, his lips hovered near hers only for a moment before he brushed the against hers, his fingers still rubbing her tiny bud, she moaned softly as his lips traveled down to her neck and to the valley between her breasts. His mouth moved to the left breast first and he gently tugged on the nipple, rolling it between his tongue and teeth until it pearled. The Queen moaned as he transferred his attention to the right breast and gave it the same attention.
“William,” the Queen breathed, “what else did Alfred do?”
William looked up at his Queen and whispered, “He took me into his mouth as you did the other boys, suckling me until I grew thick and hard, telling me that I was not to spill my seed until he was damned good and ready for me to. He gave me a taste of what your garden would be like by letting me into his forbidden hole, does this disgust you my Queen?” William’s mouth moved lower he tongued her naked mound and brought the fingers that had been in her garden to his lips and sucked, “Blessed Virgin you are sweet,” he stood and stared down at the Queen, “I want you to myself, clear the room,” he hissed.
Instead of clearing the room, the Queen guided William up a back staircase, the one that led straight to her chamber, they had barely made it inside when William grabbed her and pinned her against the cold brick of the castle wall.
“Now that we’re alone I can tell you more of Alfred,” he kissed the side of her neck biting and sucking on it hard, she moaned loudly, her snatch releasing more of her beautiful essence into the room, “but before I do, I need more honey,” he grasped the Queen by the hips and d****d her legs over his shoulders and pressed a kiss to her slit.
The Queen was taken aback by this young lad, not only had he beaten her at her own game, he was working her body as if he had known it before. Finding all her hidden spots that she liked kissed, caressed and nibbled or bitten. She cried out as his teeth found her jewel and he drew it between his tongue and teeth.
“Please,” she gasped
“What is it my Queen? Surely you haven’t had enough,” his finger found her tight hole and looking up at her with a wicked grin he slid it in, “Alfred also said that some maidens, enjoyed a man’s cock here too, but only ones who are especially wicked, perverse or otherwise naughty. Do you like a man’s cock here my Queen? Shall I find out?” he added a second finger to the first and stroked gently.
The Queen could only moan as he continued to feast on her cunt, his fingers deep in her ass.
“Are you a wicked lass my Queen? Do you want me to fuck all of your holes? Fill them with my seed?”
She whimpered as he ran his tongue from her garden down to her tight hole and flicked it against the skin there.
“You’re so used to being in control aren’t you your Majesty? You enjoy tormenting lads until they spray their seed all over the place,” William increased the stroking and added a third finger to the Queen’s forbidden garden.
“Please,” the Queen gasped again.
“Please what your Highness?” William’s lips and chin were coated with the Queen’s honey.
“Fuck me,” her hips moved in rhythm with his stroking, her hair what had been coiled up on her head had fallen leaving the plaits loose.
“Not yet,” he extracted his fingers from her ass and quickly washed them in a nearby basin. “I dinna like your hair pulled back from your face your Majesty. I want it loose and down,” he carefully unbraided each plait until her hair fell in waves down to the middle of her naked back, “tis better,” he leaned in and breathed in her tresses pressing a soft kiss to them.
“William, please,”
“Still hungry my Queen?” he teased, “I have not known the talent of your mouth yet, come, show my braw laddie some attention.”
The Queen paused, for William was far larger than any of the lads she’d had today or before.
“I’ll not ask again. Now my Queen,” he pressed her to her knees and dragged his cock over her lips she moaned as she got a taste of him, and swiftly opened her mouth to accept him.
He pressed forward tunneling his fingers into her burgundy tresses pressing her down his shaft; he moaned as her teeth grazed him, she allowed her hand to slide across his bare thighs and up to his jewels. She cupped them gently and raked her nails along the underside of his shaft. William rocked his hips forward driving his shaft down the Queen’s throat. She moaned and gagged at the same time.
“Aye my Queen jus’ like that, take him deep into yer mouth,” William continued to drive his cock into the Queen’s mouth, “oh fuck,” he hissed as she grazed her teeth against him again and sprayed his seed into her mouth.
The Queen groaned loudly at his taste, she backed off and stood and was shocked that the lad was still hard.
“Where next you Majesty, where shall my braw laddie fuck you next?” he brought her to her feet and slid his fingers back into her snatch, “Ah, still wet,” he hissed into her ear, “tis good, means you want my cock above all else, have ye ever tasted yourself my Queen,” without waiting for an answer he bought his fingers to the Queen’s mouth and offered them to her. She sucked them with fervor, and moaned when he withdrew them from her lips.
“Wrap yer legs around me waist your Majesty,” he chuckled and picked her up, as she did he slid his cock into her garden, he moved her against the cold wall of the castle and rode her hard, her nails scored his back and she leaned forward and bit his neck, “aye, you are an insatiable bitch aren’t ye;” he hissed into her ear.
“Aye,” she hissed back, grinding her hips into his, “fuck me William,”
Quite suddenly he lowered the Queen and tugged her to his mouth kissing her soundly.
“I want to fuck you like the bitch you are my Queen,” he lifted her and dropped her on the bed, “come now your Majesty, you know how bitches are fucked,” his hand cracked against her upturned ass and she yelped and then sighed.
“No one has e’er slapped me like that before William,”
“Did you like it?” his hand poised for another slap.
“Aye,”
His hand cracked against her upturned ass again and she sighed contently before moving to her hands and knees, exposing her sex to him.
He moved behind her and flicked her tongue against her cunt, her hips jerked, but he held her firm.
“I could never get enough of your honey my Queen, never,” his tongue slid into her sheath and he nibbled hard on her jewel.
“Jesu,” she breathed as his tongue slid up and toyed with her forbidden hole, “William please,”
“What do ye want your majesty,” he hissed as his tongue slid into her tight ass.
“Blessed Virgin,” she hissed, as his tongue pressed forward, “tis wrong,” she whimpered.
“Nay my Queen, tis right,” his invading tongue backed off and he knelt behind her sliding his length into her slick cunt and his thumbs into her ass, “have you ever had a man’s shaft here?” he asked as he added a forefinger to his thumbs, “or have it just been fingers?”
“Never a man’s shaft, ever,”
“Good, I should like to be the first,”
The Queen moaned, knowing she shouldn’t want him in her forbidden garden, but she was powerless to stop the sensations and feelings that were filling her.
“Would you like that your Majesty?”
The Queen could only moan as William stroked her tiny bud and thrust against her.
“Would you?” he thrust harder and faster, the Queen’s moans rising to a staccato pitch.
“Aye,” she finally gasped.
“Don’t cum yet Queen, not until I say,”
She whimpered softly, never had anyone ever told her that she couldn’t cum and she knew she was close, she moaned again and William cracked his hand against her ass.
“NOT yet!” he hissed tugging her head back by her hair.
“William, please.” She moaned
“No,”
The Queen hissed as he slid out of her dripping cunt and positioned his cock against her forbidden entrance.
“I will go slowly your majesty, as slowly as I can.”
She whimpered as he pressed his head into her hole slowly, he cursed at her tightness and slid a hand forward to her snatch, stroking her intimately.
“William, please,”
He ignored the plea and pressed forward until he was fully encased in her ass.
“By the gods you’re tight my Queen, so exquisite, do ye like it? Your forbidden hole fucked?”
“Aye,” she moaned, “aye I do, please William, please.”
He laughed out loud and rocked his hips against her harder, faster, she whimpered softly; so close to climax. He wrapped his fingers into her tresses and tugged her head back to his; he kissed her hard on the mouth and nipped her lower lip.
“Alright you insatiable bitch, cum for me,”
She screams, her voice echoing through the chamber. He eases out of her ass and back into her cunt fucking her hard until his cries echo off the walls spilling his seed into her cunt.
“By the rood William, I have ne’er had anything like that, I should like for you to visit often.”
“As you wish my Queen,”
“I shall also like for you to fuck me again.”
William chuckled as the Queen settled herself betwixt his thighs and drew him into her mouth, he hissed as she turned herself and positioned her garden over his mouth still dripping with his seed, he bit down on her clit and she moaned around the length of his rod.
The Queen truly was insatiable, but he would do his best to satiate her.
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