Lika

The Queen's reply was instant. 'I should very much like to see the small blonde one with your phallus inside her. It will be good practice for you, ready for our daughters 18th birthday next week, when you take her virginity and bids are received for marriage. The other three **** girls will attend to me.' Agathe thought she hadn't heard correctly. The King would take his own daughter's virginity? With the Queen supporting this, on her birthday, and then she was married off? What a strange country this was.

'Excellent suggestion my dear,' said the King. He motioned for Lika to kneel on a soft chair at the foot of the large bed facing the room, then stood behind her. 'Head down, spread yourself.' Lika took a deep breath, rested her head in front of her and pulled her bottom cheeks apart with her hands.

The Queen reclined on another chair opposite, and pulled her dress up, wriggling to make her bottom hang over the edge, then brought her ankles up behind her head, exposing a moist pussy, and slightly gaping bottom hole. She loosened the shoulder straps and got her breasts out. The other two **** girls knelt by the Queen, and Agathe followed suit. The other pair started to kiss the Queen's thighs whilst caressing a breast each. The Queen pointed at her bottom hole, and Agathe put her hands gently on the Queen's bottom to gently ease it open further. She could smell the Queen's moist, ripe pussy, glistening in the candlelight. She tilted her head and started licking the brown bud, all the time being careful not to bump against her pussy with her nose.

Behind her Agathe could hear gentle moans from the King, and gasps from Lika. The Queen stood to reposition herself on all fours with her bottom in the air. the other two slaves stayed knelt on the floor, alternating kissing the Queen on the lips with fondling her breasts and stomach. Agathe was instructed to lick her bottom from behind. It meant that she had a good view of the King.

He was building up a head of steam, and was crouching above Lika with his feet on the sofa. In the pre-auction Agathe had noticed that Lika hadn't taken more than about half of the King's phallus in her bottom, but she was definitely taking more here, she could hear the slap, slap noises of deep penetration. Lika's face was hidden, but the Queen suddenly demanded that she look at her. Lika brought her face out from under her hair, and the King grabbed her shoulders, forcing her torso up, arching her back. Both King and Lika were staring at the Queen, being serviced by three **** girls, as he savaged her bottom hole with his phallus. He certainly had stamina, the King - her Freedonian husband could not have lasted this long. The King jerked and grabbed Lika around the chest holding himself deep inside her as he came. Lika looked at the other slaves and the Queen through almost teary eyes. Agathe couldn't help feeling proud - she'd helped to train that bottom. It was illogical that such a small woman could take such a large phallus.

The Queen stood up and instructed Lika to turn around, then licked her bottom hole clean of seed, whilst the other two slaves slobbered over the King's phallus to clean it.

It had already been quite a day. What might happen next?