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biting her lip, lizzy manages only to nod mutely before again slipping under the haze of pleasure the king has put he in.
 
The King quickly removes his clothing and places his hard cock at her opening.

"Are you ready?"
 
lizzy nods, bracing herself for the pain that had accompanied her rape. she was still tender, but what the king was doing felt so wonderful, that she did not wish to stop. she wanted to replace the slave boy with the king as the last man to be inside her, the last man to claim her. she spreads her legs wider for the king, her eyes closed, and her breathing shallow as she feels the pressure at her opening.
 
He gently begins to push until the head pops in. The King lets her get used to the feeling of him in her before he slowly starts to push his way in.
 
lizzy wraps her arms arond the king as he enters her slowly, feeling pain, but also her body adjusting to his size. after a moment, she nods to let the king know that its ok to continue.
 
Faremistress said:
The Queen looked into Sara's eyes and smiled,"You are so beautiful." She began kissing the girl again, traveling down to her breast's. she slowly took one of her nipples in her mouth as her hand pinched and pulled the other. She could feel Sara's dampness on her leg and began kissing down her body. she teased around the wet lips of her sex and worked her way down her legs. She licked her way back up to Sara's now dripping pussy and started teasing her with her tongue. Queen Paige was quite aroused, but knew she would have to wait for her own release.
just a little bump incase you missed it :kiss:
 
(OOC: Sorry again :( )

Faremistress said:
The Queen looked into Sara's eyes and smiled,"You are so beautiful." She began kissing the girl again, traveling down to her breast's. she slowly took one of her nipples in her mouth as her hand pinched and pulled the other. She could feel Sara's dampness on her leg and began kissing down her body. she teased around the wet lips of her sex and worked her way down her legs. She licked her way back up to Sara's now dripping pussy and started teasing her with her tongue. Queen Paige was quite aroused, but knew she would have to wait for her own release.

Sara blushed softly, quivering softly as she felt the Queen's lips capture her nipple. With one being sucked by her hot, soft mouth, and the other pinched, she felt an arc of electricity course through her body and she moaned softly.
The feeling of her tongue on Sara's sex made her tense suddenly, back arcing with a sudden jolt.

"Oh ... My ... Queen. What ... what...?"

She closed her eyes, trying to sort through the confusing feelings of embarrasment, shame, and pleasure spinning through her mind. She had never felt anyone touch her down there, and now to have the Queen licking her ... it was more than she knew how to handle.
 
shadowoftheheart said:
(OOC: Sorry again :( )



Sara blushed softly, quivering softly as she felt the Queen's lips capture her nipple. With one being sucked by her hot, soft mouth, and the other pinched, she felt an arc of electricity course through her body and she moaned softly.
The feeling of her tongue on Sara's sex made her tense suddenly, back arcing with a sudden jolt.

"Oh ... My ... Queen. What ... what...?"

She closed her eyes, trying to sort through the confusing feelings of embarrasment, shame, and pleasure spinning through her mind. She had never felt anyone touch her down there, and now to have the Queen licking her ... it was more than she knew how to handle.
OOC i can see how it was easy to miss with others posting back to back :)


The Queen slid her tongue down and dipped it in her dripping hole and slowly tongue fucked her, enjoying her sweet juices. She knew that was the only part of her that would be entering the girl tonight. She would save that part of her virginity for when the slave was ready, and asked for it. She also thought she should have a man there to help her.
Paige slid her tongue back up Sara's slit and found her throbbing clit. She licked it, gently taking it in her mouth to suckle. She moaned into the girls cunt, feeling the wetness of her own arousal. She licked and sucked, slowly getting faster as Sara got more excited. She could tell by the girls breathing that it would not take long.
 
Sara's breath rasped into her through clenched teeth. Her hands clawed at the bedsheets, and her back arched again. The feeling of her tongue inside her nether lips was beyond what she could handle, and her mind shut down. She simply accepted the sensual input, and was no longer able to analyze what was happening, or what she felt.

She cried out when the Queen licked her clit, and cried out yet again when she slipped it into her lips. The feeling of the Queen sucking her clit made her feel an electric tingle that scorched her body from the area between her legs, and then out to the rest of her body. She could feel something begin to rise, something she could not name. Her breath deepened, her eyes closed, and she felt something give way.

She screamed, her body tensed again, every fiber of her being being compressed to a single point: a small nub within the queen's lips.

She came, and felt the hot, sticky juices from her pussy course out and she could feel intense shame rise up underneath the pleasure. She didn't know what was happening to her, but she was afraid that what was happening was displeasing the Queen. She was getting her fluids on her, and was afraid she was disgusted, and hating her now. But she couldn't control it. She felt herself begin to come down form the sensation, her muscles relaxing and a feeling of satisfaction, of exhausted satiation, began to ooze over her body just like she could feel her juices oozing out onto her thighs.

She wanted to ask the queen what had happened, if she was angry for ... getting her juices on her. It was all so strange, so pleasurable. She couldn't move, or talk. She just laid back, closing her eyes and allowing a slow sigh to escape her lips.
 
The queen licked every drop of the girls cum the nibbled her way back up to look into the slaves eye. She was beaming, "Sara, that was beautiful. And there is no shame in it my sweet, none. Our bodies would not hold such pleasure if we were not meant to enjoy it. Do not be afraid to enjoy your body, and others when they offer it to you." She kissed the girl on the lips, lingering for a few moments before laying her head on the pillow and cuddling Sara in her arms. "It has been a long day, let us relax for a bit the you can join me in my bath." She smiled again at the girl. She realy was quite beautiful. She thought of Sara helping her to wash, and became even more aroused. She also wondered where her husband was, and decided she was glad he was not here to share in her moment of passion with her slave.
 
Sara listened to her, barely understanding her words. When the Queen pressed her lips to hers. She could taste a sweet, spiced-honey flavor on the Queen's lips and tongue, and had the vague idea that was her own taste. She whimpered very softly when the Queen broke the kiss.

"It has been a long day, let us relax for a bit the you can join me in my bath."

"Yes, my Queen," she purred, snuggling against her body. She smiled widely at the Queen, beginning to realize that what had happened was exactly what the Queen had wanted to happen. She also began to feel a deep connection to the Queen, a connection that she wanted to call love. Wanted to, but feared that label.

Feeling bolder: "My Queen, I look forward to sharing your bath."
 
The Queen and the slave drifted off to sleep for a short time before the queen woke up. "I have an even better idea love, lets go to my private pond. The water is always very warm, almost like bath water." she smiled at her pet, who was barely awake. The Queen took her top off and both woman walked naked through the private passage to the private swimming area. She knew the Kings men and a few slaves knew about the pond, and she was hoping they might run into one of them. "Sit down and enjoy the water sweetie." she told the girl, sitting down behind her. She started kissing the back of her neck and shoulders. "Do you like that?" she asked with a grin as the girl moaned. She took one of Sara's hands and placed it on the girls sex, "I want you to pleasure yourself" she whispered in her ear. She could feel the girl hesitate and move her hand away, but the Queen returned it. "Sara, pleasure yourself, now" she said a bit more forcefully. She did not want to punish the girl for disobeying, but she would if she had to.
 
Sara drifted off into what seemed an endless sleep. She had a dream of being in the embrace of the Queen while the Soldier stood to one side shouting at them, threatening to take Sara's virginity. Yet the dream gave her a sense of peace, a sense that nothing would be able to threaten her.

She heard the Queen's voice, and started to float up out of the depths of sleep.

"I have an even better idea love, lets go to my private pond. The water is always very warm, almost like bath water.

Sara yawned, blinked the sleep out of her eyes, and saw the Queen sit up and take off her top. She blinked again from surprise. The Queen was even more beautiful than she realized. She had thought of her as a mother, as an old and distant person who had such power over her. Her taut, smooth body, firm breasts, reminded Sara that the queen wasn't all that older than she herself.

Yawning again, stretching sleep from her body, she rose, and took the Queen's hand as she led her out a private entrance to a beautiful garden dominated by a lovely pool.

"Sit down and enjoy the water sweetie."

"Yes my Queen," Sara said with a smile. The water was warm, and soothing. The sun on her skin made her sigh, a feeling of contentment spreading over her body. She was glad the Queen had decided to take her here: The sun, the gentle, cool breeze, the warm water, all gave Sara a sense of peace.

The Queen sat behind her, kissing her neck, her shoulders. Sara moaned softly at the sensation of her hot mouth on Sara's flesh.

"Do you like that?"

"Oh yes, my Queen," she whispered.

The Queen gently took Sara's hand, placing it between Sara's legs.

I want you to pleasure yourself"

Sara gasped at the whisper, uncertain how to do to herself what the Queen had done earlier. She also felt lingering doubts. Sara began to pull her hand away from herself, when the Queen gently but firmly placed it back.

"Sara, pleasure yourself, now"

The edge of command was evident. Sara knew, with a mix of fear and pleasure, that she did not have a choice. How could she feel guilty then, if she could not say no?

Closing her eyes, she slipped a hesitent fingertip between her labia, gently caressing the folds of her pussy and exploring. She found her entrance, and gently pressed her fingertip into her self. She gasped very softly, enjoying the feeling already. She was aware, though, that the Queen had touched another part of her. A hard nub that she could just feel against her own skin. She was unfamiliar with her own body, uncertain, but she decided to explore up her slit with her thumb, as she gently pressed her finger into her body, until she met resistance and felt she could go no further. Then she imitated what the Queen had done, by gently pumping her finger in and out of her body, as far as she could without discomfort.

Meantime her thumb brushed her clit, and she jolted back against the Queen's body, feeling her breasts against her back, the hot area between her legs against Sara's assscheeks.

She moaned softly, and began rubbing the hot, hard nub with her thumb. She tried to match her rhythm, of pumping and rubbing.
 
The Queen continued kissing Sara's neck and ears, still holding her in her arms. She reached up and pinched the girls nipples, gently tugging at them. "Thats it my sweet, cum for me." she commanded in the girls ear.
 
"Thats it my sweet, cum for me."

The word was unfamillair, but Sara accepted it as a way to mean the intense pleasure the Queen had given her earlier.

She had moaned when the Queen began to pinch her nipples, and her soft voice and sweet, hot breath against her ear made those feelings, unmistakable though so new, rise up within her from the area between her legs.

Her fingers began to feel right. On her body, they were electric, soft, warm, like the Queen's. But she felt also the hot and wet stickiness of herself, the velvet folds of her labia and the tightness of her insdes, and the blood-engorged button of her clit, and the combination of giving and receiving pleasure made her cry out loudly. She tensed, arching her back pressing into the Queen's body, then as before she climaxed to a scream of pleasure and abandon.

Shuddering, she slowly pulled her hand away from her sex, and imitating the Queen from before, lifted her finger to her own mouth. She slipped it within, but whimpered softly when she tasted mostly the water of the pond. There was still some of the spiced-honey sweetness she had tasted on the Queen's lips, but she had hoped to taste more of it on her fingers than was there.
 
The Queen smiled and kissed her pet before turning her over a giving her backside 3 slaps. They were not hard, but she knew they had some sting. She knew the girl was shocked as she looked up at the Queen. "Sara, my pet, you are very special to me, but you can not pull away or try to disobey me when I tell you to do something. Everything I am doing is to protect you. I may not agree with some of the harsh ways of the others, but I do believe in obedience and discipline when it is needed." She kissed the girl full on the mouth. "I do not take pleasure in spanking you love, but I will do it to keep you from much harsher punishments from this castle." She hugged Sara close to her for a moment before going out into the water. "Come, help me wash sweetheart." she said with a grin. It was more of an invitation than an order, and she hoped the girl would be more relaxed.
 
Sara pressed her lips into the Queen's, whimpering softly when the Queen pulled away from the kiss (always too soon! Sara thought to herself) and turned her over. Sara gasped quietly, anticipating some new, tender touch of pleasure ...
And gasped in sharp shock when the Queen gave her 3 quick, sharp swats! They were not hard, or painful really, but Sara felt them to be the unkindest she had ever received. She had done what the Queen wanted... was she being punished for licking her own fingers?

"Sara, my pet, you are very special to me, but you can not pull away or try to disobey me when I tell you to do something. Everything I am doing is to protect you. I may not agree with some of the harsh ways of the others, but I do believe in obedience and discipline when it is needed."

Sara fought back a sob, understanding on some level, but still feeling her pride hurt.

The Queen's lips met hers, and the pleasure of her velvety-soft lips began to ease the pain and shock of the punishment.

"I do not take pleasure in spanking you love, but I will do it to keep you from much harsher punishments from this castle."

"Yes ... my Queen," she stammered, still trying to understand her words. She was protecting her from harshness, by teaching her to obey, instantly? On some level Sara felt the rising emotion she had dreaded to label earlier. The swats had not been that bad, but they had left their mark in Sara's mind.

"Come, help me wash sweetheart."

The Queen waded out to deeper water, and Sara smiled weakly. So she was still pleased with Sara, was still going to let her share her bathing.

Sara followed the Queen out into deeper water. Her ass was still stung slightly, but she felt the tension ease out of the rest of her body. She half-stood, half-floated by the Queen, uncertain what was expected of her next. She didn't see any soaps or oils, and was uncertain how they were going to bathe.
 
She hopes Sara understand why she had to spank her, if thats what you would call it. She notices a look of confusion on the slaves face and smiles. "I want you to know you can come here anytime. I will let the soldiers know that this place is off limits to them. This place will be a safe haven for you and the other slaves. But you must not abuse it. Coming here to think about a wrong you may have done, and to gather the strength to face or coming here to relax and let go of some stress, those things are ok. None of you may come here to avoid being punished. Of course if you think you will be unjustly punished, you come to me. I would rather handle it myself than to let someone who does not care for you as much as I do." she hoped Sara knew how sincere she was. She wanted to protect her, as well as the other slaves, but more so Sara. "I want to show you something my grandmother showed me" she said, and led Sara over to a group of rocks."I don't use soap for inside water here, it clouds it up. And it just seems out of place here. See these plants? The bulb on the end turns into a soapy mixture when crushed up. It makes your skin feel soft and silky too." she informed the girl. The Queen looked around and found her wooden bowl, and pulled up two of the bulbs and began to crush and mix them in the bowl. She took the bowl and Sara over to a stone bench that was sitting in the water. It was high enough that you were not submersed while on it, but could jump down to rinse and swim. "Sara, I would like for you to wash me, every part of me. I want you to explore my body, and ask any questions you might have about your experiences last night, and this morning. I want you to pleasure me as I did you. But do not worry about rushing, we have all day." with that being said, she kissed Sara with all the passion in her soul, letting Sara set the pace.
 
"Thank you, my queen," Sara said. It would be good to have a safe area she, or the other slaves, could retreat to if necessary.

She watched in amazement as the Queen plucked out two plants, and crushed and mixed them into a foamy, liquidy soap.

"Sara, I would like for you to wash me, every part of me. I want you to explore my body, and ask any questions you might have about your experiences last night, and this morning. I want you to pleasure me as I did you. But do not worry about rushing, we have all day."

She nods, uncertainly, and takes the bowl.

"Yes, my queen."

She set the bowl in the water, and it floated in place, near the stone bench.

The Queen embraced Sara and pressed her lips to hers. Sara gasped, closing her eyes and returning the Queen's kiss. This time, she did not break the kiss, and Sara felt herself melt into the Queen's embrace. She moaned softly ... and reminded herself that she had been given an order. A loose order, and one that did not have to be finished quickly. But an order nevertheless.

Sara pulled back from the Queen's lips, sighing softly. She smoothed the Queen's hair back from her face, took some of the lotion-like soap on her fingertips, and began to softly, gently, massage the soap into the face of her skin.

She began at her forehead, rubbing the soap in a slow, circular motion, then down her temples and cheeks. She then rubbed the soap across her nose, and above her lips.

She then stopped, looking into the Queen's eyes. She looked uncertain for a moment.

"My Queen ... I ... I would like to understand what happened today, but ... I don't know what questions to ask."

She sighs softly, feeling so inadequate.
 
shadowoftheheart said:
"Thank you, my queen," Sara said. It would be good to have a safe area she, or the other slaves, could retreat to if necessary.

She watched in amazement as the Queen plucked out two plants, and crushed and mixed them into a foamy, liquidy soap.

"Sara, I would like for you to wash me, every part of me. I want you to explore my body, and ask any questions you might have about your experiences last night, and this morning. I want you to pleasure me as I did you. But do not worry about rushing, we have all day."

She nods, uncertainly, and takes the bowl.

"Yes, my queen."

She set the bowl in the water, and it floated in place, near the stone bench.

The Queen embraced Sara and pressed her lips to hers. Sara gasped, closing her eyes and returning the Queen's kiss. This time, she did not break the kiss, and Sara felt herself melt into the Queen's embrace. She moaned softly ... and reminded herself that she had been given an order. A loose order, and one that did not have to be finished quickly. But an order nevertheless.

Sara pulled back from the Queen's lips, sighing softly. She smoothed the Queen's hair back from her face, took some of the lotion-like soap on her fingertips, and began to softly, gently, massage the soap into the face of her skin.

She began at her forehead, rubbing the soap in a slow, circular motion, then down her temples and cheeks. She then rubbed the soap across her nose, and above her lips.

She then stopped, looking into the Queen's eyes. She looked uncertain for a moment.

"My Queen ... I ... I would like to understand what happened today, but ... I don't know what questions to ask."

She sighs softly, feeling so inadequate.

"MMMM, you kiss quite nicely love." the Queen moaned, enjoying her pets gentle touch on her face.

"My Queen ... I ... I would like to understand what happened today, but ... I don't know what questions to ask."

"What happened today was beautiful, no? But That is not what you want to know. You are wondering what those feelings of ecstasy were? That was an orgasm my love. An intense feeling of pleasure erupting from your body. When I asked you to cum for me, that is what I meant, for you to release your orgasm. I forgot that you might not know that word." she smiled at her, not quite knowing how to put it into words for the girl, and kissed her playfully on the nose.
 
She giggles at the queen's playful kiss on her nose, and she gets back to work, rubbing the soft soapy liquid onto her chin, then the underside of her chin, down her throat and across her shoulders. She glances at the queen's breasts, imagining them under her hands, and blushes.

"Orgasm ... cum ... these ...words sound like ... sound like what I felt. Long and lingering, sharp and hot ..."

Her blush deepened, as she slowly, hesitantly, ran her hands down the Queen's chest, quite obvious in her shyness about touching her breasts.
 
shadowoftheheart said:
She giggles at the queen's playful kiss on her nose, and she gets back to work, rubbing the soft soapy liquid onto her chin, then the underside of her chin, down her throat and across her shoulders. She glances at the queen's breasts, imagining them under her hands, and blushes.

"Orgasm ... cum ... these ...words sound like ... sound like what I felt. Long and lingering, sharp and hot ..."

Her blush deepened, as she slowly, hesitantly, ran her hands down the Queen's chest, quite obvious in her shyness about touching her breasts.

"It's hard to put how an orgasm feels into words baby, but I think you have the idea." she grinned

The Queen knew Sara wanted to touch her, but was hesitating to do so. "Don't be afraid sweetie. Remember the way I touched you and what you enjoyed, and touch me the same way." she said softly, running her hands through the slaves hair.
 
(ooc: Sorry about the past couple of days... Real life got in the way)

Once the King is all the way in he whispers in her ear.

"Tell me if you want me to stop."

He begins to pull out slowly.
 
Faremistress said:
"It's hard to put how an orgasm feels into words baby, but I think you have the idea." she grinned

The Queen knew Sara wanted to touch her, but was hesitating to do so. "Don't be afraid sweetie. Remember the way I touched you and what you enjoyed, and touch me the same way." she said softly, running her hands through the slaves hair.

Sara sighed very softly at the Queen's touch, and her words. She slowly ran her hands down the Queen's breasts, cupping them and giving a gentle squeeze.

Feeling bolder, and looking up at the Queen's face, she takes one nipple between thumb and forefinger, and gently twists and pinches.
 
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