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After sleeping on the ground with a small blanket folded up for a pillow, I was taken to the queen again and told to stand at attention nearby. I wondered when she would need to be licked again and knew that would be my job. But that was not the case. Queen Sheila rose and I noticed the seat of her throne had a hollowed out area below her bare bottom. She never wore panties beneath her short skirt. I was pushed forward by a maiden who spoke to me. She led me to behind the throne when steps led down to a small closet space with short stools nearby.

"Stand here with your face up and serve your queen."

I supposed I would be licking her vagina again, but the queen sat on my face like it was a seat so my open mouth was centered beneath her anus. I heard someone say loudly, "Lick."

My tongue touched the bumpy folds of Queen Sheila's anus and rubbed and prodded her anus. The area was not clean. In fact, it was bitter to the taste and I did not want to think of what my tongue was **** to do. I tried to put my mind on hold and just perform. I heard the queen conducting business with various people throughout the morning.