Your father's guard

"My... M'lady," cries a voice from the hallway, somewhat hesitantly. "I'm sorry to bother you... I mean... I do know you're up, m'lady."

With a sigh, you move towards the door, returning the washbasin to its place beside your bed. "Coming, coming. No need to shout, you'll wake Father." After fussing with the lock for a moment, you swing the door open to find Roy, a young night watchman, standing in the hall. He's fidgeting somewhat, wringing his hands before running one through his curly brown hair.

"Good evening, Roy. Come on inside, then." At your invitation, he steps into your room, fingers still drumming on the lamp. His eyes dart across the floor, following the trail of mud all the way to your boots and the basin of dirty water. By the time his gaze returns to you, you've pulled off your nightgown and are kneeling naked on the bed. "Oh, Gods!" he shouts, averting his eyes. "I'm... I'm sorry, my lady!"

You giggle at his manner. "What are you sorry for, Roy? Are you not here to use me?"

"No, Lady Farcourt! I saw you walking out of the forest, and, and... I just wanted to make sure you were alright. That's all!" As he speaks he begins to lift his head, his cheeks flushing as he takes in the sight of your body.

"Oh, well then. Yes, I'm perfectly fine," you reply, turning around to grab your nightgown and slip it back on. You should have known that Roy's intentions were noble... He hasn't touched you in the few weeks he's worked here. It's nice to know that some of your guards are focused on guarding... Still, though, he's a handsome young man, if a bit scrawny. You're surprised to find yourself wishing that he would take charge a bit more, maybe even stop calling you "my lady" and start calling you--

"Leave it off, slut." You whip your head around at his words, spoken in a slightly deeper tone than before. There's a fire in his eyes now, and his posture is more relaxed, less nervous. Confused, you shed the nightgown a second time, placing it on the bed beside you.

"Now lie down and spread your legs." You stare at him dumbfounded as he extinguishes the lantern and leaves it on your table, followed by his belt and sword. "What are you waiting for?" You nod and obey, leaning back and exposing your pussy. He smiles and steps towards you, dropping his breeches before kneeling at the end of the bed.

He's got quite the member between his legs... Not the very biggest you've seen, but large enough to give you pause as prepares to push it inside without any foreplay. "Would you like me to suck it for you, Roy..?" you ask.

He grins and shakes his head. "If I wanted your mouth, I would've taken it." Something is seriously amiss; the nervous little guard you know would never talk like that... And is it your imagination, or is he a few inches taller now..? "Besides, you're soaking wet already. Or didn't you notice?" As he places a hand firmly on your mound, rubbing up and down slowly, you can tell that he's right. This is the Roy you wanted, and now you've got him.

You cry out in pleasure as he removes his groping hand and slides his cock inside you, inch by inch. As he enters you he leans forward, placing one hand on your waist and the other on your shoulder, holding you gently yet firmly. His entire length inside you now, he begins to move his hips, filling you up completely with every thrust.

"Mmm... I should have taken this pussy the day I arrived. Who knew Lady Farcourt would be such a good fuck? To think of all the other guards wasting their time with the maids when a pretty young thing like you was right here, all alone..."

"And what of you.. Ah.. Roy? What's kept you away?" you manage to gasp.

"I've no idea, to be honest. I've been a timid fool... But no longer." With that he pulls you into a passionate kiss, his warm lips locking with your own. His motions grow faster and faster, and you can tell that he isn't far from orgasm. You aren't far off yourself... If only he could last a little longer, perhaps change positions, or--

"Roll over." Right on cue, he pulls out and pushes you to the side. You readily cooperate, flipping onto your front and raising yourself up, presenting your ass to him. "Good girl," he moans as he presses his cock inside, entering you from behind.

The new sensations this angle brings are overwhelming, and it isn't long before you're on the edge. Roy seems to realize this full well, steadying his pace and holding your hips with both hands as you writhe with pleasure. Your soaking pussy tightens around him, and you let out a final gasp before falling limply to the bed.

He continues thrusting, though quite slowly and gently, as you lie there in ecstasy and confusion. Is it really possible that he's responding to your wishes, doing everything you want before you can even ask? Not even men have that sort of power... As far as you know, only highly-trained sorcerers can perform such feats. You've got to be sure... Maybe some sort of test... In your exhaustion, you can think of only one command.

"Cum," you mouth silently into the bed sheets. Before you've even finished the syllable, you feel a wave of heat spreading inside as Roy's seed enters you. He grunts in time with his cock's pulses until he's completely spent, collapsing atop you. As you both lie there panting, you grab one of his arms. Wrapping it around your heaving breasts, you use the boy as a warm, heavy blanket.

There's no doubt about it now: through the ring's power, your own dormant ability, or some combination of the two, you've acquired powers that rival those of the most powerful sorcerer. The spell that controls this kingdom is now yours to control... That's more than any woman could ever hope for, even one of noble birth.

Tomorrow will be the beginning of your new life, whatever that may hold. For now, though, you allow yourself to drift off to sleep, secure in Roy's arms.