You can't resist. If only someone could help you.

"You know you want it," says Queen Miranda with a grin that says she knows she's your better. Her words fill you, as if just her saying it makes it more true. "This is what you were bred for. You don't want anything in the world but to eat the delicious royal pussy, isn't that right?"

"Yes, Majesty!" you yell, despite screaming no in your head. You plunge back between her wet cunt lips without the slightest outward sign of resistance. She tastes divine. You're so incredibly turned on that you can't stop jerking yourself as you please your queen.

It's getting harder to think. Miranda cums, laughing as she sprays your face with her juices. The scent is powerful and wonderful. It weakens what little internal resistance you still have and you continue caressing her insides with your tongue. As you sense your sense of self fading, you wish there was someone who could stand up to Queen Miranda for you.

"Your Highness!" shouts a woman from behind you. You can't turn around to see who it is, but it sounds familiar. "Is this how I taught you to treat your subjects?"

"What?" says the Queen with just a hint of shyness in her voice. "Ms. Love, what are you doing here?"

Ms. Love! By far the hottest teacher in the school, maybe even hotter than all the students. Her skirts were always short enough to show off her long, luscious legs. Her breasts aren't as big as the new, improved Miranda, but they were awesome and her blouses were tight enough so all the guys knew it. Miranda was always a bit intimidated by her. You, of course, were always a bit totally in lust with her.

"Your Highness, as the royal adviser, I must insist that you let him have a rest."

"But, I just... it's that..." Miranda's voice trails off. She may be queen and she may have the most desired body in the world, but she's still intimidated by her teacher.

You hear steps approaching the throne. You can feel Ms. Love leaning in, close enough so that only Miranda and you can hear her whisper, "Miraaaanda?"

"Okay," says the Queen meekly. "Royal Pussy Licker, you may cum and rest."

Your cock explodes in your hand. Thick streams of pent up liquid lust pump out of you as you finally feel relief. For the first time you notice that one of the ornate decorations on the front of the throne is actually a receptacle that catches your seed perfectly. A lot of things become more obvious as your need to eat out Miranda lessens. You still want more, but you are finally able to resist enough to pull back from the throne.

Ms. Love looks as gorgeous as ever. She's wearing a business suit cut to amaze, like Miranda's. The cleavage show off in the low cut top is all you've ever imagined.

"Remember, Your Highness," she says, "just because he's bred to want your pussy until you say stop doesn't mean you should never say stop."

Miranda blushes and looks at the ground. Everyone else in the courtroom avoids looking at her, refusing to acknowledge that their Queen is anything but perfect.