Nicole’s Face

As her seed began to rythymically leak out of Nicole’s pussy, timed with each fresh shot, Queen Rachel pulled her cock out and looked to Nicole’s breasts. She plopped her thick shaft between Nicole’s breasts and, squeezing them together around her slab of breed meat, began to thrust. Nicole, who was clearly enjoying herself started moaning again as she felt the first of a dozen more ropes of cum get shot onto her face from between her tits. Finally, Queen Rachel was drained of her seed. She and Nicole both knew that within an hour she would be ready to go again. After she finished cumming Rachel wiped the tip of her cock clean on Nicole’s lips eliciting a small kiss from her seeded sex ****.

She then proceeded to get out of the bed and walked over to where her pants had been left in a crumpled pile on the floor. Rachel bent down and rummaged around in one of the pockets before finally finding what she was looking for, a special **** tag that she had made for Nicole. It was a brown leather collar with a silver plate on it. Engraved on the silver plate was the following inscription:

*Queen Rachel’s personal crest* Nicole: Personal Property of Queen Rachel the Savior *Queen Rachel’s personal crest*

Rachel walked back to Nicole, who was lying on her back with a pillow under her knees to increase her chances, and wiped most of the cum off her face. She dove in her a deep, passionate kiss on Nicole’s lips. When she pulled away, Rachel showed Nicole her new **** tag, and Nicole was thrilled. Her big brown doe eyes went wide and she said, “Oh Mistress! It’s beautiful, thank you so much! I love it!” Queen Rachel replied, saying “Well, my personal playthings deserve nothing but the best. I love you Nicole”

“I love you so much Mistress! So, what happens now? Do I come live with you and Mistress Selena?” Nicole, just like all of the other slaves in Queen Rachel’s harem had plenty of experience servicing her very horny, tri-sexual wife, Queen Selena. The only area of sex were Nicole had never serviced Queen Selena was in BDSM, so all Nicole was able to go on was the rumors she had heard from her fellow harem slaves. Some of those exact rumors among the women, specifically about how dominating Queen Selena was, suggested that she was even more aggressive than Queen Rachel was.

Queen Rachel answered, “Yes Nicole. You will be coming to live with me, my wife, and the rest of our personal slaves in my royal chambers. For tonight, though, you need to sleep here. I don’t want you to move out of this bed until tomorrow morning, am I clear ****?” The queen adopted a more commanding tone with the last sentence.

“Yes Mistress”, Nicole said as meekly as possible. With that, Queen Rachel kissed her **** again, put the **** tag around Nicole’s neck, and got dressed. While she was hooking her bra, buckling her belt, and slipping on her shoes, Queen Rachel’s thoughts drifted back to the hostile Iranians who had been her country’s main enemy for thousands of years. She needed to do more than just defend her empire again, this time, she would have to be proactive.