Rule breaking at night

The slaves were taken to their own quarters by Mateus and Sergei for the night. According to Tiffany and Foxy, the King's slaves were allowed to be unshackled most of the time, so long as they were being watched over by guards. It seemed that the King slept alone, the Queen sleeping with the slaves. 'Why does the Queen sleep with the slaves, she is his wife?' asked Agathe, as they made themselves comfortable on the matresses in the large bedroom.

'It Sodomistan women are possessions, slaves. All the men care about is using them for pleasure and worshiping Clitori on the orgy days. All the word wife means is that they get to wear the purple gown, and the man pays for the baby when it arrives. The wife is still a ****, just with power over the other slaves in the house, as you'll see. ' the four slaves were lying, relaxing on the soft furnishings on the floor, and Agathe and Lika were both tired from their exciting day. Just then the Queen entered, and Mateus locked the door from the inside.

The Queen let her purple robe fall to the floor and lay down on her back on a large cushion, putting her feet behind her head. 'It is time,' said the Queen,' for you to be introduced to how things work around here. If you want to be treated well by me, and the guards, then listen carefully. As Queen, I require my pussy to be used daily, I care not for the teachings of Clitori, four times a year simply isn't enough. You common slaves can live with that, I don't have to. My guards, Mateus and Sergei,' she motioned them over, 'are very loyal. So long as they have bottoms to penetrate, they will turn a blind eye to my activities. I'm sure you understand.'

Agathe understood only too well - corruption was part of every country. So the four slaves had to get their bottoms used by the guards just so the Queen could pleasure herself.

Sergei and Mateus disrobed. They were hard already. 'Tiffany, Foxy, attend to me,' barked the Queen. 'Sergie and Mateus, I assume that you want to test the new girls?' They nodded and strode over to where Agathe and Lika were lying. Tiffany and Foxy crawled over to the Queen and started to lick her clitoris and pussy. Immediately the Queen was moaning and writhing around.

Sergei grabbed Agathe by the shoulders and she opened her mouth expectantly. It was just another phallus. After a couple of minutes of using her mouth he turned her around, pushed her head down and pinned her arms behind her back. He licked her bottom and used two fingers to probe it, then she felt his tip on her bottom. This was becoming second nature to her. Push, grimace, arch back, thrust. He was inside her and was not being gentle - who knew how long he had waited for this. Sergei and Mateus were chatting - asking each other how it felt. She couldn't see Lika, but could hear the noises next to her of a small girl being pummeled in the bottom.

The loudest sound in the room was the Queen - she was either moaning loudly, or directing the speed of licking, fingering and biting.

Sergei withdrew without depositing seed - had she done something wrong? She twisted her head to look the other way. The guards were swapping over - the phallus that had just been inside Lika's bottom was now pushed firmly into hers. Mateus was thinner but longer, and liked to thrust slow and deep. she arched her back and briefly was able to press her pussy on his balls, before they swapped again. the guards took delight in making the ordeal last as long as possible, alternating between Lika and Agathe, sometimes using their mouths, sometimes their bottoms. Occasionally, just for fun one of them would run over to Tiffany or Foxy and plunge their phallus into their bottom, surprising them, watching with delight as they hammered their bottom for a few seconds whilst they tried to continue licking the Queen's pussy. Then they would run back to Agathe or Lika. This went on and on, but eventually, she ended up with Sergei deep in her bottom again, and he grabbed her hair, pulled her head up, and she senses he was settling down for the final push. she had never been taken to roughly - one hand pulling her hair, the other wrapped around her chest, Mateus was really slamming her behind, not taking too much phallus out, but really slapping her bottom with each push. His stride lengthened and Agathe tried to grip his phallus as hard as possible with her internal muscles. It worked - he shouted out and buried his seed deep inside her - there was a similar shout from Mateus and she knew that Lika had taken a load.

Agathe fell into an exhausted sleep, bottom sore but ultimately proud at her performance. Was this what every day would be like?