Four against one

Two of the men hurried to the door, making sure the only entrance to the council chamber was locked. As they walked they pulled their weapons from their belts, putting them on the table. If it hadn’t been their looks which betrayed their peasantry, queen Adelaide would have been able to tell by the weapons they wore, none of them the weapons of a true soldier. One of the men, a fiery-haired fellow the others seemed to simply called Red, pulled a blunt old wooden mace from his belt and thumped it on a chair besides him.

As the two men secured the chamber, the other two got to work quickly. It had taken very little convincing for the men to agree to queen Adelaide’s terms. As a matter of fact, it seemed as if the men hardly had to think about it at all.

The tall, dark-haired leader of the bunch approached her first. He was called Horace and took charge of the situation immediately. With large, rough hands he lifted Adelaide out of her chair, pulling her up and against his chest and laying her down quickly on the table. The other men pushed away the chair, letting it clatter against the stone floor. Horace handled her like a soldier handled a tavern wench, like she was naught but a prize to conquer. Adelaide let herself smile, reveling in the feeling of Horace shoving her dress up her legs and pushing his face in between her legs. With sinewy fingers she pulled on his black hair, pushing his face against her cunt and feeling his tongue through the fabric of her undergarments.

“Come on, don’t be shy.” She stared at the other man, rubbing his throbbing erection through his breeches. “We haven’t got all day gentlemen.” Horace suddenly stood up, pulling her hips towards him and ripping her underwear off with a swipe of his hands.

“Don’t worry, your grace, you’ll get your fill.” Horace pulled down his pants, revealing a thick cock, surrounded by dark hair. He spat on the palm of his hand and rubbed it along the head of his cock, looking at Adelaide with lust in his eyes. “You ready?”

Adelaide bit her bottom lip, feeling her pussy ache and beg for this mountain man’s member. “Give it to me.” With that Horace shoved himself inside her, as the other three men surrounded her around the table, pinching and groping every bit of soft flesh they could find. Horace waisted little time, quickly pounding Adelaide’s wanting hole with the strength of a man who had fought to survive. He pushed himself as deep in her as he could go, making Adelaide squeal, and pulled out almost to the tip of his dick, only to thrust back into her again. Having relieved himself of his trousers, Red now clambered up on the table, grabbing a handful of Adelaide’s hair and pulling her head back. Suddenly she had a pair of heavy balls pressed against her nose, as her tongue began to explore the man’s ass.

“God, she’s a filthy little thing, look how much she loves it!” Adelaide happily ate the man’s ass, reaching a hand up to begin stroking his cock. He wasn’t as big as Horace, who was stretching her out nearly to her limit. But Red made up for it in excitement, pushing his balls in her mouth, as the other two men groped her tits.

“Fuck me, I’m getting close lads. Morton, line up and get ready, I’m about to fill our queen up.” Horace gripped her thighs painfully, pinching her porcelain skin as he railed her relentlessly. Adelaide though about protesting the fact that he was about to unload inside of her, but there was no point. Red had shoved his cock halfway down her throat and was using her like she was naught but a hole. Within a few moments she could hear Horace growl like a bear, slam himself as deep inside her cunt as he could go and with a few final thrusts, fill her up with a hot load of cum. He muttered and moaned, unloading in her what seemed like a month’s worth of cum. When he pulled out of her she had no time to feel empty, as the man Horace had called Morton, a pudgy fellow, shoved his fat cock inside her leaking hole. He was slower than Horace, but just as rough. He pumped himself inside of her as he lifted her ass up off the table. He held her up by her thighs and fucked her, pumping his brethren’s cum deeper inside queen Adelaide’s pussy.

“Get ready slut, I’m almost there.” Her vision had begun to get blurry, but she could still hear Red announcing the fact that he was about to cum. The last man, who’s name she still did not know, had ripped her dress revealing her heavy breasts and was pinching and tugging on her swollen nipples. Red fucked her throat like his life depended on it, not caring even for a moment wether or not Adelaide could breathe. Luckily, before she almost passed out, Adelaide felt him arch his back and heard him groan. Within seconds she received her second load of cum, this time it shot down her throat and straight into her stomach.

Red kept slowly stroking himself with her mouth, until Adelaide had managed to suck out the last drops of his seed. Red pulled out, climbing down slowly off of the table, sighing happily and taking a seat next to Horace to admire the rest of the show.