Under the table

"Fine. I'll suck you off under the table." Rozi replies with an annoyed tone.

"Good choice. I'll see you at the advisors meeting later today." He says checking his watch.

"Oh, shouldn't you be at your official corronation?"

"Shit" Rozi thinks to herself, she completely forgot.

Rozi checks one of the clocks in Maximus' quarters. The coronation started 15 minutes ago.

"Shit, I have to go." Rozi says, running out the door.

She runs down the halls of the castle, hoping she won't be late.

Rozi arrives at the grand hall just as the priest is beginning the ceremony.

She quietly enters the room, taking a seat next to the throne.

"It is my honor to present Rozi Aziz, the future Queen of Turkey."

The crowd erupts into applause as Rozi is presented to them.

Rozi hopes the crowd doesn't take too much notice of the cum still stuck in her hair or the stains on her dress.

Rozi sits upon the throne, ready to be officially crowned.

"Do you, Rozi Aziz, accept your responsibility as the sole leader of this nation?" The priest asks.

Rosi has a flash back to just a few minutes ago, when she was on her knees, Maximus's cock down her throat.

"Y-yes"

"Do you, Rozi Aziz, promise to do what's best for this country, even if it means doing things you may not agree with?"

"I- I promise."

"Then, by the power vested in me, I crown you, Rozi Aziz, Queen of Turkey."

The crowd cheers and applauds, the ceremony complete.

Rozi tries to put on a happy face, but deep inside, she's dying of embarrassment.

"I'm a fucking queen, and I let a guy cum all over my face just a few minutes ago. This can't get any worse."