Welcoming Back the King

"Oh that's it... that feels so nice." Alana murmured. She was on her back laying snugly on her bed, propped up on her elbows and her knees bent up. She stroked the hair of Duchess Lucilla as the woman lovingly lapped away at her pussy. Lucilla with closed eyes dutifully licked the Iberian Queen's snatch. Alana had had months to indoctrinate Lucilla and turn her into another of her sex slaves. All the while acting like nothing has changed in public.

The window was opened and they heard cheering from outside. Alana turned her head to the window while Lucilla raised her head up from Alana's womanhood. "It seems the king has at last returned from the war in the north." Alana gently pushed Lucilla's head back down and the woman resumed her duties. "I know." said Alana. She stroke Lucilla's head again, "My dear Lucilla, how much do you love me?" Lucilla stopped her licking and was about raise her head but Alana stopped her, "Uh-uh-uh... don't raise your head." So Lucilla had to answer with a muffled voice. "Very much so, my Queen." Lucilla said from between Alana's thighs.

Alana smile evilly, "And you'll do anything for me?"

"Without question or opposition, my Queen."

"Wonderful!" She raised Lucilla's head and drew it close to her face. She held Lucilla by her chin, "I have plans for you, my sweet little Duchess. Grand plans."

"I will do as you say, my Queen."

"For now, get me off. We're meeting the King soon."

"Incredible," Helga mutters, "I can hear the screams and cheers from this distance. Your people seem to truly love you." Helga wore another dress provided by Eliza. Now that it was not as cold, Helga could now wear dresses that didn't conceal much of her body.

Helga and Eliza both are wearing dresses with the same basic design. Both are sleeveless and had plunging necklines that showed off a generous amount of cleavage. There are two key differences. The color of their dresses and the dress Helga wears hugs her enticing figure whereas Eliza is more loose below her breasts to avoid constraining her pregnant belly.

You are first on the gangway. The people cheer louder. You wave at them. Next was Eliza. Pregnant that she was, you offer her your hand kindly. She takes it and you help her down the gangway. Halfway down, Helga made her presence known to the attending crowd. The cheers turned to silence. Helga maintained her cold eyes and icy facial expression. As she walked down and reached you and Eliza. The crowd stood still, their eyes fixed the beautiful northern Queen. They knew she was a queen from the crown she wore. They stared with gaping mouths at the stunning beauty just a short distance from them.

Regardless of her icy exterior, to the peasants, Helga is the epitome of a woman of royalty. She was ravishing, stunning. She walked with confidence. Her posture demanded respect. Her clothes grand and showed off royal splendor. She simply captivated the people bearing witness to her. Time seems to have stood still as they gazed at her walking on and off the gangway. Her long fair hair flowing behind her, seeming to reflect the light of the sun.

"Hello, good people of Ostgrenze. A pleasure to be in your country." She said lacking the usual ice in her voice. For a moment you are fooled by her false politeness.

"My people, allow me to introduce to you Queen Helga of Daynland. She is our ally as is her kingdom." Helga walks over to you and wraps her arms around your neck, "I am also a mother to his child," and she connects her lips with yours. The silence turns to murmurs and whispers before full-blown cheers erupts once more.

A carriage waits for you and the women you are with. You help both women up first before getting on yourself. The carriage ride to the castle is a little silent between you three.

"Oh the baby is kicking again!" Eliza tenderly rubbed her belly.

"How does it feel?" asked Helga.

"Hmmm...?" You and Eliza hum.

"Being with child I mean."

Eliza smiled, "Aren't you already with child?"

"I am but I don't know how it feels to have another life kick within my womb." Helga answers.

"Don't worry you will." Eliza answers, "It's a... well I don't really know how to describe it. It's startling to have your baby kick inside you all the sudden. But that quickly gives way to adoration. I love this child." Eliza looks down at her belly and rubs it even more. "I'm both scared and excited to bring my baby into the world."

You take Eliza's hand. "I'll be right there with you, Eliza." Eliza kindly smiles at you and leans forward. Knowing her intention, you lean forward yourself and meet for a kiss. "Thank you, my King." She takes your hands and puts them on her belly. You feel the child kicking within.

Helga silently watches you before she speaks up, "Good king, I want that same adoration." She commanded.

"Helga, please." You say compassionately to the Ice Queen. "I'll give the same adoration to you without question. You are a mother of my child too."

Helga blinks and looks down for a moment, "We'll see."