Her upper body

There will be plenty of time later to explore below the waist. Right now you want to establish more of a...romantic connection...You're not just eager to grope her perky tits in her frilly red lingerie...As if to convince yourself you are a man of class, you move up the bed, past her chest, and gently brush her cheek. She is surprised by the touch, but seems to still be in a very pliant submissive mindset. "Hello...your majesty...weren't you going to..." Her hand starts to go towards her sex, but you catch it and plant a kiss on her finger, watching her face as you do so. Instantly her face heats up as she realizes what you're doing. You trail kisses further up her arm, letting her sense of touch and time prepare her for when you reach her shoulder...then her neck. By the time you place a kiss on her jawbone, she's practically panting in expectation.

Keeping your own hand busy, while you support your body on one arm, you use the other to stroke her taut abs, before moving up to her soft breasts. They're each a little more than a handful...While they are smaller than you're accustomed to, right now they are the most perfect breasts in the kingdom. You gently take hold of her left tit, her nipple between your fingers. A lax grip, where a firm grip stimulates her breast, while a loose grip causes your fingers to slide over her nipples. Your control and finesse send shivers down her spine causing her to twist and writhe in pleasure. You play with her chest as you kiss her cheek and ear, until suddenly it's too much for her "Your Majesty...Please! Do not tease me any longer! I need-" You don't know what she was going to say, as you cut her off with a kiss, but judging by the way her hands go to your chest, then your back, it seems you managed to answer her desires. You kiss her deeply and passionately as she paws at your undershirt. It's clear she wants you to remove it, so you consider a compromise. You take off your undergarments, and she takes off hers. You voice it to her, and with a shy nod, she agrees. You kneel on your bed and watch her strip her bra for you, before removing you remove your shirt. To your slight surprise, she also removes her panties, exposing her dripping cunt. Her thighs are flush red, signifying her desire, and being a gentleman, you meet her expectations, stripping off your underwear as well.

Your massive cock flops onto the bed, a hair away from her thigh. At this point you're harder than the posts of the bed you sit on, but it still sags under its own weight. If you flexed, you could make it jump up, but with a blinded audience you don't feel the need to perform...in that way. Instead, you lay down next to her again and resume lavishing her body with your lust. By chance she accidentally brushes her arm against your cock (though I say by chance, the odds were near 100% given your girth) and she lets out a high pitched, quick gasp as she pulls away. At first you worry you may have scared her off, but she cautiously reaches for your length again. She manages to find it at the middle, roughly an open hand's width from both the tip and base. She grips it, and finds that she can't get her hand around it, even given her large hands and pleasantly firm grip. She asks if what she's doing is okay, and it takes all your dignity and pride to answer like a man and not a fool, that she is 'free to explore your body, as you do with hers' instead of 'please jerk me off too'.

Either way, the result is the same, as she slowly slides her hand up your shaft...and up...and up. Realization dawns on her as the enormity of her opponent sinks in. Though it's hard to say with the blindfold, you read a bit of fear in her expression You kiss her again on her forehead, as she finally reaches the tip. "Wow...you're...So Big!" You expected such a reaction...But you'd be lying if you said you didn't appreciate it. You tell her to feel the rest of it, and you swear you see a bit of color drain from her face. She slides her hand down, and down, until she gets back where she started, then down and down some more. Your cock is nearly two thirds the length of her Torso, though in her imagination it seems to dwarf her being entirely. As her arm reaches down, almost having to stretch lower to reach the base, she finally has the entirety of your size in mind. "Your Majesty this is...It must be too much for me!" She is definitely nervous, but you were also prepared for this. You soothe her worries with several platitudes about taking it slow, and how she doesn't have to take the whole thing, and there being time for her to acclimate, and by the time you've said all you'd prepared she's calmed down. Or perhaps, calming down is not the word for it, as she has been stroking your cock for around half the time you've been 'calming' her. While she may be inexperienced, her lust has firmly taken root, and it seems even without your mollifying words, she wouldn't plan to leave this room without trying to challenge your meaty monster. You resume your kissing of her lips, her make up starting to smear as your tongues wrestle, and you resume groping her chest. She returns your passion by using both of her long, powerful arms to stroke your cock. She is truly an amateur, lacking your half decade of self experimentation, but something about passing the duty to her, while you enjoy her body for yourself, has you close to orgasm before too long. You can tell she feels the same as you break the kiss, and still her wrists. You tell her you think it's time, and with a quick finger into her slit find that she agrees, though her voice corroborates the evidence by saying "Please my lord, take me!" tacking on a "but... please be delicate..." as her lust and nerves war within her. Something about the way she called you "her lord,"...You could get used to that.