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Chapter 9 by LoreMaster LoreMaster

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The Golden Throne

Wealth, Beauty, Elegance. This was what echoed the endless halls of the Imperial Capital Palace. Treasures of the world displayed for all to see. Some of the treasures were once thought to be lost to the ages. Others were created by your subjects and given to you willingly. Countless works of art adorned the walls as well. Beautifully painted depictions of You, Your Subjects, and your Empire. Most if not all these paintings featured lewd and sexual with their depictions. It was elegantly painted porn. All these and more represented the power and prestige you had on the world.

But no valuable can compare to what sat at the end of your great hall in the center of the palace. Your seat of power, The Golden Throne. It is said a monarchs power is often shown by the quality of their chair. Your chair is a large throne of solid gold, resting upon a set of golden stairs, jewels lined the sides and arm rest, a huge crystal presides on top the throne called the eye of the emperor. No subject of yours would ever sit on it without your approval. However a common and greatly desired sexual fantasy was to have sex with the emperor on the throne, witch only a select few women have claimed such an honor.

The throne room was cared for 24/7 by servants and maids. When you enter the throne room, there is not a single speck of dirt or dust on any surface. Not to say that this room has always stayed clean. Parties were common in this room and it usually ended in a wild orgy. But your servants were really good at their jobs and so it would always be spotless the next day.

You enter the throne room through the doorway on the side. You are greeted to a pleasant sight. The great hall was packed with women from all corners of your empire. While they all may come from different regions and cultures, they are all United in worship and servitude of their one true god. Your entry makes the room deafen and all eyes fixate on you.

“All hail our glorious God Emperor, ruler of the earth, lord of pleasure and desire, our eternal savior. Fall to your knees you unworthy sluts!”

This powerful commanding voice was not your own. It was the voice of the royal guard captain Lucina. She stood proudly at the base of the steps awaiting her emperor to ascend to the throne. She knelt before you upon you approach. Placed her lips on the tip of your hard cock and moved aside. You ascended the steps and took your place upon the throne.

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