Fall of the Queen

Fall of the Queen

Slut Queen loses power

Chapter 1 by majus majus

Your name is Blanche Lechat.

You are tall attractive 37 years old woman. Your skin is silky white, your face is beautiful – comparable to a Greek sculptures. You have slender hips, firm ass and big round breasts. Your violet silky hair reach below your ass. You love wearing stockings, garter-belts, high-heeled shoes and silky dresses. You love the feel of silk on your skin.

You are a Queen of Akein kingdom. You’re a widow after last king and have been ruling for over six years. Your kingdom has some allies and some enemies. It isn’t particularly strong nor particularly weak… but it’s rather small in comparison to your neighbors. You’re a decent ruler but not a brilliant one, just good enough to keep your kingdom running.

Most importantly – you’re a hardcore slut and a masochist.

Right now your only clothes are grater-belt, stockings and high-heeled shoes. You are in Karada bondage. Rope does not squeeze your breasts, merely surrounds them – emphasize them. It entwines your shoulders, chest, stomach going down to your crotch – teasing your pussy and asshole. Rope deliciously irritate your skin. Your hands are tied behind your back. Around your neck, is cold steel thick prisoner collar with d-rings, closed with heavy steel padlock. Heavy steel chain is attached to collar.

Currently you stand bend forward, furiously sucking cunt of a woman who sits in chair with her legs spread and holds your hair, while your pussy is pounded by a man standing behind you and jerking steel leash.

“Come-on slut! Don’t stop licking.” The woman says as she pulls your hair and pushes your face deeper into her pussy.

“Tighten up !” The man says as he smacks your asscheek. “Your supposed to give us pleasure, if you fail, 20 more whips for you.”

You shudder as you try to tighten up your pussy. They have been fucking you for last three hours and they did anything they wanted with you. In that time you climaxed quite a few times and loved every minute of it.

“I’m about to cum slut. ” woman says “You better drink it all.”

“So am I.” man says.

You can feel as man fills you up with his semen while at the same time woman cums into your mouth. You try to drink it all, which isn’t easy, considering that you are climaxing as well. Finally when they finished they allow your sweaty battered body fall on the cold stone floor.

“You’re lucky slut. I would have you lick, all that juices that you spread through the floor, clean… but it seems that our time is up.”

With that he picks up your body and moves it to bed. He removes collar, ropes and your garments, making sure that there are no bruises and covers your body with sheet. Not a second later you slide into oblivion.

You wake up next morning, little sore. Two people enter, help you take batch and dress. That are the same people who ‘played’ with you just night before. The woman – Aime Jouanneau – is a head maid, while man – Edgard Fievet – is chief butler. They play with you from time to time, while they pretend to be your masters and you pretend to be their sex-.

But that might change. The role-play may become a reality soon.

There are a rumors going around about a person or people preparing to depose you and take over. From one side, this greatly worries you –that kind of thing usually ends in former ruler being executed. From the other, it excites you – to be treated like a like a sex-, with total lack of control, or safe word that would stop ‘the play’.

There are several people and groups that threatens you.

The neighboring kingdoms which would conquer your land and annex or vassalage your country, changing you into duchess and figurehead… at best.

Your servants might want to take the ‘play’ a notch higher while you’re completely at their mercy – they could even remove you from country before anyone has noticed.

Valentin Porquet the head of Shiverglades religious order. Man of high ambition. He would you until you confess all your sins then probably burn you at the stake… or something worse.

And your family. Your mother who feels left behind and itches to return to politics. Your sister who spites you for being wife of king instead of her. Finally your children, who are impatiently waiting to take over the throne – which considering your age, would take few decades.

Then, there’s a recent movement among peasantry, calling to depose all nobles and give power to peasants and simple workers. A very niche movement, but dangerous one.

One of your ministers or vassals. Cultists searching for sacrifice of noble blood. Elves, Orcs, Drows and other non-humans.

List goes on.

Who makes a first move against you? Or maybe you take action first?

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