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Coronation Day

“Welcome to the palace, my King.” Penelope’s voice rung, sweet and beautiful, as both her and her daughter had woken Antinous up from his nap in his favorite way. The both of them had fallen to their knees in front of his naked body, and as he awoke from his slumber they were already worshipping his cock.

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A week had passed since Telemacha’s failed attempt to exile him from the palace. Now she finds herself by her mother’s side, giggling like a schoolgirl, as she too finds adoration in her new Kings love.

“We thought, for your first day as King of Ithaca, you deserved a special treat.” Telemacha continued, her smile sweet, yet sultry, a direct contradiction to the brave and confident woman Odysseia had left behind. This was days of training from Antinous, barely enough to justify such a shift in behavior. But as her mother kneels just as pathetically by her side it was easy to see it was just plain genetics.

“The two of you are the best Queens a king could ask for.” Antinous groans as he rubs his eyes, fully awaking to the sight of the two gorgeous woman kneeling before him. They smiled, dutifully, more like house servants than royalty. But it was King Antinous’s merciful decree that they did not lose their status.

He made sure they were thankful for that.

As he began to fully stir the two of them began their morning ritual, as they shared his cock between their lips, moaning in pleasurable celebration as he began his day in the new world, with a new rule. The heartache from the loss of Odysseia had gone, and so had the humiliation of defeat. All that remained was their lust and love for their new king.

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SCHLURP~SCHLURP~SCHLURP~!

GAWK~GAWK~GAWK~!

The lewd sounds of their worship echoed across the bed chamber and out into the dining hall just outside the door, where many of Antinous’s men could hear. Another decree, that the men would be fed, sheltered, and taken care of by the castle. No more would they be treated as peasants, but as guests, and friends, of the king.

“My King…” Penelope mewls as she begins to position herself, wrapping her beautifully round tits around her Kings cock, before beginning to stroke him with her breasts.

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“Your friends outside have asked for our assistance with their own sexual needs.” Penelope continued, as if they were having a normal meeting about the actual needs of the island instead of the lewdness that filled their daily life. “Shall me and Telemacha assist them?” She asked, raising her eyebrow, while her daughter also awaited patiently as she squeezed her mothers breasts around Antinous’s cock as well, strictly to feel included.

“I will not have my Queens soiled by the filth they bring to my door.” Antinous responded, scoffing at the idea. “They may be my friends but I know where they have been. And they do not deserve the company of my two beloved Queens.” He says, caressing Penelope’s cheek as she nuzzles against him and purrs like a cat in heat. “We will send the house hands in your place. Melantho shall lead them in their duties from here on out.”

The two women nodded, but a sly smirk grew across the face of the younger woman. “Now, what about our duties, my lord?” Telemacha teased, biting her lip hard as the two of them giggled uncontrollably, causing Antinous to playfully roll his eyes.

“I believe it is time for you to truly show loyalty to your king.” Antinous teased, rising from his slumber now, as the two girls giggled and moved into position.

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