Talk to Bob and Denaasi

Negana decided taht if Bob and Denaasi were discussing the rescue attempt it was only right that she should be involved in that conversation. She walked back into the Command Tent and around the partitions to the Queen’s Bedchamber.

‘I’m sorry to interrupt,’ she began as she entered the room. Her eyes and mouth opened wide; Bob was standing at the foot of the bed, his trousers bunched around his knees. Denaasi was naked, kneeling on the edge of her bed in front of her Game Master. Emily’s eyes flitted to every detail in a millisecond. Bob’s tight clenched bottom as he slowly rocked his pelvis forward. Her hands on his buttocks, fingers pressing into his flesh as she pulled him closer. His hands on Denaasi’s head, fingers entwined in her golden braided hair. Her soft white thighs, slightly parted to reveal her shaved mound. Her large breasts swinging as her head bobbed forward. The ring of her red lipstick around his shaft. Her full lips moulded around him, the bulge in her cheek as she sucked his cock into her mouth.

Bob was startled, jumping and pulling away from Denaasi, trying desperately to turn his back to Negana, pull his clothes up and shield his bottom and his cock from view all at the same time. Denaasi, on the other hand, looked relaxed, as though she had been doing nothing more daring than drinking a cup of tea. Her pale skin looked soft and inviting. She playfully stroked her fingers along her thigh and smiled at Negana, making no effort to cover herself. ‘Just give us a moment, darling, okay?’ she said.

‘Of course, sorry,’ Negana retreated from the room, unsure whether she should wait just outside or leave the tent entirely. She decided to go back outside.

Emily could not get the images out of her mind. Bob, just like her Big Ted, had seemed completely professional earlier, and what had just happened was a shock to her. She wondered if perhaps him and Denaasi were together in real life, or if this is just what happens on these weekends. She started to wonder about the time she would be spending with Ted this weekend, whether, if the circumstances were right, he might come to her bedchamber for a ‘chat.’

Bob emerged from the tent and approached her. ‘Look, I’m sorry about that,’ he said quietly. ‘You know how it is, away from home all the time.’ She didn’t know how it is, but she understood life must be difficult if you spend all your time out on the road. ‘Like they say,’ he continued, ‘if you are on tour and standing up it doesn’t count, right?’ He tried to laugh, but it caught in his throat. ‘Listen, do me a favour and don’t mention this to Ted? I know you guys are working together this weekend, it’s just that he is a real pro, he wouldn’t understand.’ Emily felt a small twinge of disappointment hearing this, but she agreed to keep Bob’s secret.

Bob explained that there was another story event running, and the Holy Order had another prisoner. This one, however, was scripted. The new plan was for Negana and the other prisoner to be held together, and Negana would be rescued in the morning. The other prisoner would remain with the Holy Order and play out the rest of the story. Emily thought she understood, but was disappointed to hear she would be shortly moved to the stockade, wherever that was.

Denaasi had got dressed and came out to talk to Negana after Bob left. While he had seemed embarrassed, she seemed to think nothing of being caught in that situation. Emily would have been horrified in her position. ‘So, did you get a look at his cock? It’s beautiful, isn’t it?’

‘Oh, I tried not to look,’ Emily blushed.

‘Well next time make sure you get a good look,’ Denaasi laughed. ‘Nice and thick, lovely big head. Feels so good.’

Emily was uncomfortable with this conversation. ‘So I hear I’m being moved to the stockade?’

‘Oh yes, that’s a shame. I was looking forward to having you to myself this evening.’

Four guards arrived, marching up to the two queens. ‘Your Highness, we have been instructed to report to you for instructions regarding the prisoner.’

‘Yes, of course,’ Denaasi was instantly back into character. ‘Take Queen Negana and tie her up with the other prisoner. We will try them for their crimes against the Holy Order at dawn.’ She winked at Emily. ‘Now get her out of my sight.’

Once again Negana was paraded through the Holy Order camp, but thankfully this time she was covered up. People stared and swore at her as the guards led her toward a large group of people at the far end of the clearing. ‘Royal guard of Queen Denaasi, coming through,’ one of the guards shouted at the people crowded together. ‘Make way!’

The crowd parted for them to pass and Negana saw the stockade, which was a grey tent behind a small raised wooden platform. She also saw the other prisoner, a petite pretty woman with black hair. She was naked, displayed to the crowd with her head and wrists locked in a wooden pillory mounted to the platform.