Taking the Queen

[Hussar73]

The Black Knight had been posted strongly, master of all he surveyed, a figure of silent strength in the swirling maelstrom of battle. He saw a bishop go down, smothered in pawns, but waited, biding his time. Something, bon chance or a change in the wind, brought the enemy queen within reach. He leapt into action, the forked king scurrying away in panic.

"I have you now," he grunted, bearing down on her Haughtiness, one mailed fist gripping her long blonde tresses as he rolled off his steed, pulling her to the ground, forcing her legs apart even as his steely erection forced itself through his chain mail.

She looked at him, partly in appreciative amazement. Then she saw his horse.

"No!" the queen cried out in mock fear, "not your stallion too!"

So this story idea is about sex during a chess game. Remember, there are 30 pieces and pawns, only two Queens.

 

[Carnevil9]

You could keep it pure chess oriented, or you could broaden it out into a whole "Through the Looking Glass" kind of vibe. Gives "off with his head!" a whole new meaning, too!

 

[Hypoxia]

So this story idea is about sex during a chess game. Remember, there are 30 pieces and pawns, only two Queens.

We need the usual stereotypes. The queens are bisexual, omnivorous, arrogant. The bishops bugger the younger pawns. The rooks stay hard longest. The knights are occupied with drinking, gambling, and the occasional panty raid. The pawns mostly take laudanum to kill their pain. And the kings are cousins; to them, the war is only a game, one they replay every fall after harvest.

Meanwhile, the governor of a nearby Ottoman client state has infiltrated both sides, sneaking his own men in as rooks, taking possession of critical defensive positions. Are the infiltrators' uncircumcised cocks noticed? When will the Turks overwhelm the clueless Europeans? Will the queens fuck their way to freedom, or will buggery prevail?

 

[Hussar73]

You could keep it pure chess oriented, or you could broaden it out into a whole "Through the Looking Glass" kind of vibe. Gives "off with his head!" a whole new meaning, too!

I think keeping it as pure chess makes for a more challenging writing project.

 

[Hussar73]

We need the usual stereotypes. The queens are bisexual, omnivorous, arrogant. The bishops bugger the younger pawns. The rooks stay hard longest. The knights are occupied with drinking, gambling, and the occasional panty raid. The pawns mostly take laudanum to kill their pain. And the kings are cousins; to them, the war is only a game, one they replay every fall after harvest.

Meanwhile, the governor of a nearby Ottoman client state has infiltrated both sides, sneaking his own men in as rooks, taking possession of critical defensive positions. Are the infiltrators' uncircumcised cocks noticed? When will the Turks overwhelm the clueless Europeans? Will the queens fuck their way to freedom, or will buggery prevail?

these could be Anglican/Episcopalian bishops, and thus might be women. or gay.

 

[Hypoxia]

these could be Anglican/Episcopalian bishops, and thus might be women. or gay.

You assume Anglophones/Anglicans are any good at chess. We all know the craftiest players are Slavic or Indian. The infiltrated rooks here are Circassian, almost Slavic. The battlefield is obviously near Transylvania -- one king rules from Ploiesti, the other from Brazov. The old pervy bishops are well-supplied with choirboys who grow up to be dysfunctional pawns with sad stories.

The kings challenge each other to battle -- with stakes this time. A wager. The loser's queen must pull a train of the winners, at least all those with any carnal interest in female flesh. White moves first, and wins. Ah, but the black queen is VERY horny and arranges to substitute herself for the white queen. Wearing a mask, of course. How does the white queen resume the game?

 

[Hussar73]

You assume Anglophones/Anglicans are any good at chess. We all know the craftiest players are Slavic or Indian. The infiltrated rooks here are Circassian, almost Slavic. The battlefield is obviously near Transylvania -- one king rules from Ploiesti, the other from Brazov. The old pervy bishops are well-supplied with choirboys who grow up to be dysfunctional pawns with sad stories.

The kings challenge each other to battle -- with stakes this time. A wager. The loser's queen must pull a train of the winners, at least all those with any carnal interest in female flesh. White moves first, and wins. Ah, but the black queen is VERY horny and arranges to substitute herself for the white queen. Wearing a mask, of course. How does the white queen resume the game?

there's the English Opening. but its likely that Englishmen and women would not fuck until properly introduced.

this is a tournament, so a rematch would be on the boards anyway. Each queen would choose a champion who would skewer her panties on the tip of his lance. And on his weapon, he would fly her bra.

Strategy: each queen would fuck the other's champion to exhaustion before the joust.

 

[Hypoxia]

there's the English Opening. but its likely that Englishmen and women would not fuck until properly introduced.

And the Cornishmen would rather do their goats, which could get messy.

this is a tournament, so a rematch would be on the boards anyway. Each queen would choose a champion who would skewer her panties on the tip of his lance. And on his weapon, he would fly her bra.

Strategy: each queen would fuck the other's champion to exhaustion before the joust.

For this type of jousting tournament (not the same as Joust Chess) we need a modified board, 5x10 or 6x12 rather than 8x8. Opposing knights are in the center ranks. King, queen, and cowardly bishops cluster in the back row. Ominous arrow-firing rooks back pawns clustered along the sidelines.

To joust, each knight (just done with a queen-fuck) dashes toward his rival, lance aimed (oh how phallic!), meanwhile dodging arrows fired by cheating rooks, and rocks and dung flung by opposing pawns. Melee threatens at any moment. Do the queens try to distract the opposition by baring their breasts and lewdly fingering themselves? Are the bishops buggering the nearest pawns? Do the kings exchange clenched-fist salutes of satisfaction whilst underlings blow them? Where are the Turks hiding?

 

[Hussar73]

And the Cornishmen would rather do their goats, which could get messy.

For this type of jousting tournament (not the same as Joust Chess) we need a modified board, 5x10 or 6x12 rather than 8x8. Opposing knights are in the center ranks. King, queen, and cowardly bishops cluster in the back row. Ominous arrow-firing rooks back pawns clustered along the sidelines.

To joust, each knight (just done with a queen-fuck) dashes toward his rival, lance aimed (oh how phallic!), meanwhile dodging arrows fired by cheating rooks, and rocks and dung flung by opposing pawns. Melee threatens at any moment. Do the queens try to distract the opposition by baring their breasts and lewdly fingering themselves? Are the bishops buggering the nearest pawns? Do the kings exchange clenched-fist salutes of satisfaction whilst underlings blow them? Where are the Turks hiding?

Pawns of the world unite.

we'd have a Peasants Revolt. black and white (black or white per Michael Jackson, ebony and ivory per Sir Paul) pawns revolt against their feudal overlords. bishops murdered mid-buggery, rooks tied down by massive logistical tails and forced to laager up against pawn hordes. knights unable to operate effectively in unfavorable terrain (see, e.g., rearguard action of 7th cav. from minneconjou ford to custer ridge) and swarmed over by pawns. Kings taken and executed, Peoples Commissions set up to replace monarchy. And the Queens... 30 or 40 pawns for each woman... .

 

[Hypoxia]

Pawns of the world unite.

we'd have a Peasants Revolt. black and white (black or white per Michael Jackson, ebony and ivory per Sir Paul) pawns revolt against their feudal overlords. bishops murdered mid-buggery, rooks tied down by massive logistical tails and forced to laager up against pawn hordes. knights unable to operate effectively in unfavorable terrain (see, e.g., rearguard action of 7th cav. from minneconjou ford to custer ridge) and swarmed over by pawns. Kings taken and executed, Peoples Commissions set up to replace monarchy. And the Queens... 30 or 40 pawns for each woman... .

Then, after the Reign of Terror, comes the counter-revolution and the restoration of even more repressive monarchies led by the queens who survived their torments. The gals have great fun bowling ninepins with the severed heads of their former captors. Yeah, the slopes are littered with headless pawns and pawnless heads. "Let them eat semolina pilchard," one queen snorts.

 

[Hussar73]

Then, after the Reign of Terror, comes the counter-revolution and the restoration of even more repressive monarchies led by the queens who survived their torments. The gals have great fun bowling ninepins with the severed heads of their former captors. Yeah, the slopes are littered with headless pawns and pawnless heads. "Let them eat semolina pilchard," one queen snorts.

in the dark corner of a mill factory, a pawn dressed in rags thinks to herself, "I could be a Queen".

 

[Hypoxia]

in the dark corner of a mill factory, a pawn dressed in rags thinks to herself, "I could be a Queen".

I worked from something like that in How I Became An Evil Queen. Stay tuned for the sequel, How I Fucked An Evil Queen. Maybe a factory pawn-girl will challenge the given order in that one. She'll drive the pawn-boy who fronts the popular revolt. Will she be content as the new power behind the throne? When will his head roll too?

 

[Hussar73]

I worked from something like that in How I Became An Evil Queen. Stay tuned for the sequel, How I Fucked An Evil Queen. Maybe a factory pawn-girl will challenge the given order in that one. She'll drive the pawn-boy who fronts the popular revolt. Will she be content as the new power behind the throne? Wen will his head roll too?

chicks like that are ravenous, but in a good way.

 

[Hypoxia]

chicks like that are ravenous, but in a good way.

Remorse is for luzers. Eat the rich. (With salsa picante.)