Enter Unknown Tainee Soldier

Stan took this as the confirmation that the drug worked, and stepped into the large room. Yulia and the king turned to him as his steps became louder.

The royal chambers were surprisingly cosy, he noted, and not at all as cold as he would have guessed from the stone walls and high ceiling. There was a big, automatic fireplace in one end. The sparkling wood burned bright, and candle lights added to the romantic mood. On his home planet, there was a death sentence for cutting down trees. This was luxurious.

The king and his new queen were located next to the large bed, with the king slumped over in a reclining chair, his pants on the floor. As Stan came closer, Yulia turned and welcomed him with a wet, passionate kiss, and put her hand on the bulge of his pants.

"Mmm... that's more like it," she purred, and looked back at the king.

"Wasn't man enough for you, the dictator?" Stan rhetorically asked.

"Not at all, but let's make sure he gets the best possible view!" she said, and slipped her hand down his pants.

"Definitely. After all, he's the king. It's only fair he gets the best view."

"Oh wow!" she exclaimed, as Stan felt her grasp around his semi-hard snake. "I had almost forgotten how thick it is..."

The blonde bombshell dropped to her knees, then pulled his pants down. She wrapped her soft, feminine hand around the half-erect cock and stroked it slowly.

"Look, my king!" she teased, "he's not even hard yet, and already more than twice as big as you! But how can it be? You said you had the biggest in the kingdom?"

The king looked like his head was about to explode, but he had to remain silent.

"Didn't you claim that all your tributes -- the girls you rape -- say you have the largest they've ever seen?"

Yulia demonstratively spit in her hand and applied to it to the thick shaft, stroking back and forth. Stan grunted and felt the blood rushing to his groin. It still surprised him to see his cock growing to its new full length, and he was sure he never would forget how small it used to be. Still, there it was, his thick, nine-inch long pussy-pleaser, rock hard and throbbing.

He praised the gods and grinned as Queen Yulia, the emperor's hot, 18-year-old, newlywed daughter stuck her tongue out and licked the bulbous head. She caught his eye and grinned back, before slipping the cock inside her warm mouth. With her expert hands twisting in opposite directions around the massive rod, the gorgeous blonde wrapped her lips around the tip. Stan grunted deeply as she sucked and slobbered all over it. She was amazing. He let his hands run over her thick, blonde braid and pulled her closer, making his cock slide deeper inside her mouth.

"Wow, you know, your new wife is an amazing cocksucker!" he said to the king, lying motionless in his chair.

"Oh-!" he added. "I guess you didn't know? That's too bad."

The king looked pissed, but unable to speak or turn away, he was a helpless witness to his blonde wife bobbing up and down on the majestic dick.

Yulia let it slip out of her mouth with a big pop.

"And he never will." she added, and stood up. "That pathetic little pig is never touching me, or anyone else, again, man or woman."

The voluptuous vixen turned her gaze to one of the dark corners of the room.

"Isn't that right, Laena?"

Out of the shadows, a petite, young redhead approached them nervously, in a tight-fitting skirt and a more feathery top.

Stan had only heard about Laena through the captain, and was almost mesmerized by the beauty of the ginger-haired girl. He'd never seen a natural redhead in real life before.

"Y-yes," the girl said, her eyes locked on the king. "Are you sure this is safe?"

"Yes, he can't move or speak for at least twelve hours," Stan replied, "that's what Serrah said." The redhead's bright, blue eyes met his for the first time, and he felt shivers running through his body. Something was... wild... with this one.

Yulia and Stan were silent spectators as the redhead walked over to the king and spat him in the face.

"Fuck you!" she spat. "I hate you, I fucking hate you. Everyone hates you, you fucking asshole!"

"Okay, okay, that's enough!" Stan said, pulling her away.

"We will have lots of time for that later. Now we need to focus on the mission. If you two could take his legs, I'll grab his torso. On three..."

The three of them lifted the obese king together, but mostly it was Stan who had the strength. They tossed him onto the spacious bed.

"Hah, look! I think he already came!" Yulia laughed. The tiny, royal penis was still hard as wood, a side effect of the immobilizer drug, but a few drops of cum had dripped down the shaft.

"Fucking loser!" Laena laughed.

The king was paralyzed, except for his eyes, and they were going back and forth between the other people in the room. He still seemed angry, like he was fighting it internally. Laena, now more calm, remembered the plan and went back to pick up the visual recording tool she had brought.

"My King, I have some good news and some bad news," Yulia said. He turned his eyes towards her. She gave him a huge smile and clapped her hands.

"I'm going to have a baby! Yay!"