Who knows

"Come here, Alexia." You chuckle and pull her into your arms, she stiffens as you draw her closer but does not stop you from kissing her. The kiss is just as passionate as the ones from this morning and it does not take long before the two of you are laying on your bed. Only when you start pulling up her tunic does she protest.

"Bruce, this isn't a good idea..." She is probably right about that, there are probably a dozen things you could be doing now that the games have started, but none of them seem as important as developing this newly discovered relationship.

"I'm your king, is that correct?" You ask and when she nods her head you follow up with the logical follow up. "and you want to serve your king in any way you can, don't you?" With a resigned smile Alexia nods again and lays back down on her back. "Good. Then stop your protesting and get ready to serve me." Something about your tone strikes just the right note and with a few skillful tugs and wiggles she is free not only of her long tunic but the harnesses that hold her knives as well. She stretches out languidly and lifts her arms above her head. Your bed is almost twice the size of Alexia's where you first took her and her lithe body looks small and fragile stretched out like this.

"I am here to serve you, Sire." She whispers sweetly, "Do what you must, I will bear it because of my love and duty to Kalion." Her sudden surrender makes you chuckle again. Alexia is the most independent and stubborn of all your advisors; the idea that she is going to spread her legs only because of her devotion to duty is absurd. At this point, you don't even care and you settle between her thighs and use your weight to pin her to the bed.

It feels just as good as it did the first time. Alexia's gasp as you push into her reminds you that she must still be sore from this morning, but there is sharp cry this time and her legs wrap around your waist as she urges you on.

"Yes, Bruce!" Her moan of satisfaction fills the tent, "take me, make me yours ... Oh Zeus on Olympus, you can order me to your bed any time you like..." This is not exactly what you had in mind, but it seems a little petty to complain about her words when her arms and legs are wrapped around you and her whole body arches up to meet each of your thrusts. The feeling of her core muscles squeezing your cock makes you want her even more.

"This is how you should take the twins." Her fierce whisper makes you pause, but Alexia doesn't stop her twerking. "Summon them to your bed, strip away their clothes and then lay them on their backs just like this." You want to stop this right now, but she feels so good squirming under you that you just can't help yourself. "They'd be nice and tight, Sire." Alexia's tone takes on an intensity that you seldom hear. "Even tighter than I was, and your cock would stretch them open ... they'd cry out again and again." She mimics the high-class cultured accent of the sisters almost perfectly. "Oh ... oh ... oohh, Your Majesty!"

"Stop it, Alexia." You growl fiercely, the combination of her body rocking under yours with the imagery of the young Athenapolis noblewomen whimpering in pain as you deflower them is making your cock throb in spite of your reservations. "I don't want those two."

"But you're going to take them, Sire." Alexia retorts softly as her breath warms your cheek, "you are going to pluck each of their flowers and everyone will know what you did."

"I'm not going to rape them ..." You groan weakly even as you push as deep as you can into Alexia's passage.

"I told you, Bruce." Alexia's tone softens once again, "Those two are more than ready for this. Please, just close your eyes and let your instincts take over." And that is exactly what you do. Even though you know it is your sexy Spymaster wiggling under you, she goes back to her impersonation of the twins, and this time you don't try to stop her. It does not take long before you cannot take any more of this and with a grunt of satisfaction you pump your seed deep into Alexia again.

Only once you both recover from the wild ride do you remember how your advisor turned the passionate coupling to her own ends.

"If I do what you say, Alexia," you ask with a sigh, "will you promise to not ever use our lovemaking again to make your point?" Alexia has the good grace to look a little shamefaced.

"I promise, Bruce." She concedes with a soft kiss, "but I really feel like this has to be done, and done soon."

"All right." You concede, "tonight after the games are over for the day, send me -"