Jogah a warlord to the North

There has always been bad blood between you and the city-states that occupy the Harah lands to the north. Your kingdom has always viewed them as uncivilised barbarians, and would frequently attack to ravage there natural resources or in earlier, less civilised times take their people as slaves. It turn they were envious of your wealth and made frequent raids of your boarder cities and too this day carrying off young women as slaves.

Jogah changed all that. He rose to power of a relatively minor city-state near the Untamed Forest. But he quickly conquered the entity of the Harah lands. Some in the battlefield, some by challenging there leaders to single combat, and some with just clever negotiations. But most interesting of all he had also married into many families and must have almost a dozen in his harem.

Yes, Jogah will make a good master you think to yourself. He is creative, devious and intelligent. He must have a strong body to gain so much through single combat. And there was his mysterious quality that made women willing to give up great power just to be one of his wives. You, of course, may never find out what it is; he may just put you in a pillory in front of his barracks. The thought of constantly servicing ever growing lines of soldiers until you drown in their cum makes you wet indeed.

There was currently an unspoken truce, but war would be easy enough. Many nobles had been suggesting it. Some of them had wanted a preemptive strike, others retaliation for the raiding orc tribes displaced by Jogah's conquest.

A meeting with your council confirms you are well within your right to declare war, as long as Jogah is formally told. So you compose a letter.

Little Jogah
We, the Queen of Akein, hereby declare war. It is clear to our person that no man is capable of ruling any nation, so I will send our royal armies to liberate your people from your inept leadership. If you somehow manage to find the manhood to mount a defence, we are sure that it will fail as the Akein's men are certainly better than anything Harah can offer.

It takes all your will not to sign it "Your soon to be ****" but settle on "ever at your service."

You seal the envelope and choose Mistaria to deliver it, conveniently forgetting to tell her its content. She is an ambitious young noble woman that is a little to smart for her own good. To top it off you have caught people whispering that she is as beautiful as you. She must be gotten rid of.

You do feel jealous of Mistaria. She will likely be captured and face a portion of Jogah's wrath for your inferiority words. For a moment you consider delivering the letter yourself, but you will make Jogah earn his slut. You have found men are even rougher with your body when you make them work for it.

You feel a little guilty for all the soldiers that will die for you, but then, you aren't the first monarch to start a war solely for your personal satisfaction. Your personal satisfaction just happens to include things like you hanging by your large tits in a crowded town square, wearing nothing but stockings and a sign that says "The Whore Queen."

It will take several days for the message to reach Jogah and more for him to muster his men. As you plan an announcement to let your nobles know, you begin to fantasise about your eminent military defeat.