Nervously...

You look at the serving girls face as she begins to speak in a shaky tone... "Hello my lord.." Her eyes planted firmly on the ground. "Fetch my clothes girl" you tell her in a harsh voice. She nods and walks to the wardrobe, obviously pained from your **** this morning. She spends some time in your wardrobe before returning with a very fine and regal outfit, Perfect for your meeting with the Lyrians. "H..here my lord..." She says as she hands them to you, her eyes never leaving the ground. You snatch them from her hands as you look them over... "What is this?" You ask as you see a small symbol of the Kardari god of war emblazeoned on the coat. "Do you wish to offend our guests?!" You yell at her. Such an emblem could truly cause a stir at such a diplomatic meeting with the Lyrians, as they worship different gods then your people it may be viewed as sacrilige were it to be noticed. "I..I... I'm sorry master I.."

Your blood boils in anger as you turn towards her. "You should be ashamed at your ignorance girl!" You yell as you slap her... She falls to the ground in tears but you feel a familiar feeling in your cock beginning to stir... Grabbing her by the hair you lift her up and begin to repeat the mornings events, mercilessly ripping her clothing off of her as you throw her on the bed... She cries loudly as you stroke your cock to the sight of her trembling in front of you, bent over with her ass on display, she doesnt dare move... You bring your cock to her asshole and whisper in her ear "This is what happens to bad servants whore..." You plunger your cock into her ass, elicting a scream as you proceed to stretch her tight hole. You waste no time pressing her face into your bed, muffling her cries as you take your time pounding her ass to oblivion. After several minutes you begin to lose interest and speed up your pace until you cum... Stepping back you admire the sight of her weeping quietly on the bed, your royal cum leaking slowly out of her ass as you walk to fetch your own clothes...