Chapter 6

Lord Dranus left the tavern after having a few drinks when he happened to look across at the brothel. He was feeling aroused as he stared when a woman in a cloak came out. She accidently bumped into one of the whores and the hood fell away revealing the face of Queen Alana. Dranus couldn't believe his eyes. How could she, the respectable queen of his kingdom, frequent such a place? he watched her head back to the Palace so he crossed the street and entered the brothel determined to find out the reason for the queen's visit. Lucky for him he was good friends with Madam Sage. He knew she had the ear of all the ladies who visited her establishment. "Madam Sage," he said leaning against the counter, "I need your help." She looked up from a ledger she was going through. "It's about Her Majesty, isn't it?" she asked, her eyebrows raised slightly. He nodded solemnly. Madam Sage smiled "You want to know why she visits my establishment do you not" She said in a conspiratorial tone. "I will tell you only because I know you would never betray me and our arrangement." She added. Dranus gave her a small smile "As if I ever would, Madam Sage."

"Her Majesty likes to play at being a **** Lord Dranus. She comes here to be humiliated and act like a submissive slut. It gives her a thrill and lets her escape the pressures of her royal life for a short time. She enjoys being fucked like a dirty little whore, but once she leaves here, she goes right back to her Highness." This was more than a simple dalliance for her. This was a part of her very soul, the darkest desire she doesn't allow herself to indulge in, except in private, here. Dranus listened intently, understanding more about Alana than he ever thought possible. He realized how much of a lie her façade was. That bitch had spurned his advances on many occasions humiliating him. Then she came here to act like a whore and ****. His blood was starting to boil as he said goodnight to Madam Sage. He wanted **** on his queen. He felt wronged. That night, under the cloak of darkness, Lord Dranus made his way towards the palace. He was now filled with newfound anger and sexual desire. He was consumed by lust, a dangerous combination. When he arrived at the palace, he found himself standing outside the door of her chambers. He stood there contemplating what to do. He had come too far to turn back now.

With determination steeling his resolve, he gripped the door handle and pushed open the door. He walked in confidently and without hesitation, ready to confront his queen. As he entered, he noticed her lying on the bed wearing a black lace corset, thigh-high stockings, and nothing else. The room was dimly lit, candles casting a soft, erotic glow. Seeing her like this, his body burned with desire. He took a step forward, his eyes locked on her sleeping body. He pulled out the hood he had brought and crept closer until he could see her face. He smiled as he brought the hood down over her head which woke her up. He straddled her body pinning her arms as he tied a scarf over the hood to gag her. He flipped her on her front pulled her hands behind her back and tied them with a rawhide thong making sure it was tight. Dranus then picked her up headed for the secret tunnel and dragged her out of the palace towards his private estate. Lucky for him he commanded the royal guard so he knew their patrol patterns. Once at his estate he took the struggling Queen down into his dungeon-like basement and placed her on her knees.

He had never seen her like this before. She was terrified, confused, and still wearing her regal attire lingerie. She begged him for mercy through the gag, but Dranus did not answer. Instead, he pulled off her thigh-high stockings and began to undress her completely. The fear in her eyes grew larger as he removed her delicate black lace corset. The only thing she wore now was her pride and humiliation. He smirked as he reached inside a hidden compartment and produced a wooden pole. The queen tried to scream, but the gag muffled her cry. She attempted to squirm free from his grasp, but his strength held her firmly in place. Dranus unfastened the scarf, pulling it away from her mouth, but kept his grip on her bound wrists. With the queen's lips quivering, he lowered the pole onto her naked body. It caressed her flesh, sending shivers down her spine. She struggled against him, trying to resist his advances, but her futile attempts were met with increasing ****. He chuckled, his own desires growing stronger with each passing moment. "Do you understand now, Your Highness?" he whispered in her ear, his breath hot against her skin. "Your actions have consequences."

Her eyes widened with shock and horror as she realized the depth of his words. She finally understood that he had learned of her secret liaisons. Her face turned red with embarrassment and shame. Dranus chuckled darkly as he continued to hold her wrists tightly. "I know why you went to the brothel," he told her coldly. "You seek pleasure in humiliation and degradation."Queen Alana's heart raced as she absorbed his words. She hadn't expected him to learn of her secret. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and guilt, knowing she had deceived someone she loved dearly. In response, Lord Dranus chuckled darkly, a mixture of anger and desire evident in his voice. "And what better way to punish you than giving you exactly what you crave?" he said, a sinister glint in his eye. Queen Alana's heart raced as she realized her situation – cornered, ****, and trapped by her own desires. As Dranus began to touch her body, Alana's fear and shame intensified. He pulled her over to a bed and pushed her down trapping her bound hands beneath her. He lowered his breeches and his erect cock sprung out then he climbed on the bed and lifted the hood.****

"Now you royal cunt start sucking on my cock" he ordered harshly. Queen Alana opened her mouth instinctively, her face flushing with shame. Dranus saw the confusion and terror in her eyes but he didn't let go of his cruel intentions. The taste of his sweat mixed with his excitement was something she had longed for, yet dreaded, deep inside. The sound of the chain clinking as it dragged across the floor made her feel like a ****. The queen knew her time was running out. She started to move her tongue around his shaft, feeling every vein, every curve. The moment she opened her mouth to complain he pushed the cock into her mouth. She gagged on the sudden invasion of his hardness, but she didn't pull away. The feeling of his cock filling her mouth sent tremors through her body, a wave of shame and humiliation washing over her. Her tongue wrapped around his length, tasting the saltiness of his passion. She moved in slow, teasing motions, learning how to please him as she went along. Meanwhile, Lord Dranus grabbed her head, gently guiding her movements, directing her how to deep throat him properly.

"You should never have refused me cunt so now you are going to suffer the consequences bitch" he said with a hint of sadism in his voice. The queen bit her lip as tears welled up in her eyes. She tried to fight back, but the binds around her wrists held her firmly in place." You're just a pathetic creature who craves humiliation," he murmured, his voice dripping with disdain. The queen closed her eyes, swallowing the bitter taste of his words. It wasn't supposed to be like this. He felt his orgasm build until he exploded his seed into her mouth making her swallow it. The taste of his semen mingling with the flavour of her own saliva was almost unbearable. He released her mouth and pushed her away, leaving her to taste the aftermath of her humiliation. He then flipped her over lifting her hips and she found his cock nudging her ass. With a swift push, his member entered her, stretching her anal walls. She gasped at the intensity of the feeling, the sharp pain mixed with an unexpected sensation of pleasure that left her stunned. He thrust deeper, making her moan in both agony and ecstasy. Each powerful stroke caused her to writhe beneath him, the sounds of her moans and gasps echoing through the cavernous chamber.

Her heart pounded wildly, her muscles quivering with each forceful penetration. She was caught in a web of humiliation and shame, both driven by her dark fantasies and manipulated by the ruthless man above her. The rhythm of their bodies intensified, the pace quickening. Her breathing became heavy, her entire being focused on enduring the onslaught of pleasure and pain. As the heat of their encounter reached its peak, the room itself seemed to echo with their fervent cries. Their passion had become a living entity, consuming everything in its path. She collapsed **** when Dranus came inside her ass. He took her back to her chambers and placed her on her bed then left satisfied after his two orgasms.

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