The Next Day and Court

You wake up in the morning and roll over to find Sarah still in your bed sleeping peacefully. Marissa is still nowhere to be seen, so you take a moment to admire your cute servant girl. She's laying on her back. Her blonde hair is scattered across her shoulders and one of her petite breasts isn't covered, revealing her perfectly rounded and pink nipple. You reach over and cup her breast. In response, she turns her head and takes a deep breath, but stays asleep. Her nipple stiffens in your hand as your cock slowly stiffens under the sheets.

You move over her and press your cock between her legs angling for her entrance before slowly sliding into her. Kissing her neck, you slowly slide back and push into her again. She still seems to be asleep. You slide your cock nearly out of her before pressing deep against her cervix. She squirms and slowly opens her eyes, "Your ...Majesty?"

"Ssh...Relax" You kiss her neck and continue fucking her gently. She moans as she accepts the pleasure you're giving her and she presses her pelvis up against your slow, deliberate thrusts. The once shy girl wraps her arms around you, her breasts and stiff nipples pressing erotically against your chest as you slide into her again. Her pussy moistens and she squeezes you. You can only imagine her feeling every ridge and crevasse of your cock rubbing against her sensitive parts.

Behind you, you hear the door open as someone intrudes on your fucking. Sarah stiffens, but quickly relaxes from her startlement as Marissa's voice chimes out. "Good Morning, Bryce. Relieving some stress before court?"

"Well....you weren't around..." You grunt through your pleasured thrusts. Sarah moans louder when your cock brushes against her g-spot and you start thrusting your rigid shaft harder into her, but still keeping it mostly slow. You wouldn't want to wear yourself out so early. You hear Marissa sit and watch somewhere behind you and Sarah wraps her legs around you and squeezes you deeper into her with them. You resist your climax as you feel the head of your cock brush her cervix. Sarah releases a loud moan as she stiffens under you and her pussy flutters around your cock as she has a small orgasm.

Deciding to let her orgasm pull you over your head, you give one last thrust as deep as you can and bury your cock against her cervix and leave it pressed there. For a moment, you think that you might manage to ride out her quivering pussy. However you feel yourself stiffen as you get sent over the edge and your cock starts twitching inside her. A moment later Sarah releases a pleasant moan as she feels your warm semen spill out of your cock and against her cervix.

You relax against her briefly to catch your breath before sliding out of her and sitting on the bedside and turn to look at Marissa. "I'm surprised you didn't join in, Love."

Marissa shrugs, "I was up most of the night staying...busy."

You know that her being 'busy' was code for tormenting Vessa and get up and begin dressing for court. Sarah also sits up and wipes off her girlparts quietly. "Go ahead and go to work Sarah." and after she gets dress you say. "But be sure to be around for tonight. I'm sure Marissa will be up for more fun then."

"Yes, Your Majesty." She bows politely and wiggles off.

Marissa watches her go, "She'll be a good wet nurse for when I have my children. Especially because she'll have her own shortly after."

"Me getting other girls pregnant really turns you on, doesn't it?"

She stands up and moves in really close to you and gives you a gentle kiss, "Your Majesty. Just about everything turns me on. It's part of my nature. You could throw me down and piss on me, or whip me until I'm bloody and I would still cum for you."

You blush a little, "Marissa, I'm not that adventurous."

Marissa shrugs, "No, but you're adventurous enough. I was a little concerned about what might have happened had you not given me Vessa, or decided to play into my fantasies with Sarah."

"Oh?" You examine yourself in a mirror and straighten your fancy tunic.

"It's...nothing important. Don't worry yourself over it." She steps behind you and you feel her push her hands against your butt, "Ready to go?"

You nod and both of you travel down the hall to the Throne Room arm in arm.

At court, You and Marissa take your respective thrones and begin court. The first issue doesn't even come forward before Lord Gilbert steps up and bows. "Your Majesty. Due to the absence of Lady Vessa. I highly recommend that we put out a request for any able-bodied mage who wishes to become court mage and begin to interview them for the position. It is unfortunate, but Lady Vessa did not train up a replacement."

You notice Marissa stiffen a little in her chair. "It's fine, Lord Gilbert. I don't think a court mage is really necessary at this time?"

Murmers of minor discontent rumble through the court and Count Erwin weighs in, "Your Majesty! The court mage is very important for both your own protection and to properly inform you of anything of a magical nature...To not have one would be a very dangerous prospect."

Your Wife sits up. You can hear some iciness in her voice "Count Erwin. My husband has made a decision. Are you going to protest it?"

"Of course i will go with His Majesty's decision. I was just offering my...humble opinion." Count Erwin steps back a little under Marissa's gaze.

You set your hand against Marissa's and attempt to defuse the situation, "The castle is protected by wards intended to reveal when some sort of mind affecting spell is on someone. Anything other than that. I believe that Sir Garret's men can handle. Court Mages often demand a high salary. Something that fortunately Vessa did not. Think of it as a way to conserve some extra funds."

"Of course, Your Majesty." Count Erwin gives a little bow, although he still looks mildly discontented.

You nod, "Now that that's settled. Please bring the first issue that we need to discuss."