King Charming Chapter 5

King Charming by GeorgeTasker

CHAPTER FIVE: WAR!

King Thomas was taken to one of the huts not too far from the Queen’s by the Amazon Negotiator.

“You can sleep in here,” the beautiful negotiator told him, “The armies will march tomorrow at dawn, make sure you are ready.”

Thomas grabbed a blanket from the bed and wiped his sticky face. “Are you going to stay to keep my bed warm?” he asked the Amazon with a sly grin.

The negotiator noted with some disgust that the naked King’s penis was beginning to rise. “You’ve got to be kidding?”

“Your Queen’s lovely thighs got me somewhat excited,” murmured Thomas, walking forward towards the Amazon, taking his cock in his hand and stroking its growing length.

The Amazon looked down at the King’s cock with revulsion, remembering very clearly the way she had been forced over his desk and fucked with that thing. “You have no power naked King,” she said with a scowl.

Keeping one hand on his cock, Thomas reached up and stroked the negotiator’s soft cheek, “Surely you don’t believe that my dear,” he said softly. “Without my help your armies stand no chance against Bairacali. I am certain that your Queen would not be happy to learn that the new lucrative peace treaty she had just arranged was ruined due to the lack of generosity from a certain negotiator.”

The Amazon paled slightly at this, remembering the rage of her Queen when she had learned that the original deal was off and the war had resumed. “I - - ” stammered the negotiator, not sure how to reply, her original boldness completely gone.

Thomas traced his hand down from her cheek and stoked his fingertips over the considerable swells that filled the Amazons leather halter-top. “It is only fair,” he told her, cupping a full breast in one hand. “After all, it was your Queen that got me in such an aroused state, you are obliged to satisfy me.” Thomas lifted his other hand to her breasts, taking one in each hand and squeezing them firmly through her top, kneading the lovely round melons.

“I will let you take your pleasure,” the Amazon said at last. “But I will take no pleasure in it.”

Thomas smiled, he pushed her halter up over her big tits, letting them pop free. “I do not care about your pleasure,” he said, seizing the large orbs of flesh and squeezing them excitedly, her top bunched up around her neck.

The King pushed the Amazon negotiator backwards onto the bed and fell on top of her, immediately burying her face between the luscious spheres of her big tits. He gave a mumbled groan of lust, his tongue sliding hungrily up the length of her deep cleavage, enjoying the way the swelling flesh pressed warmly against his face. Thomas’s tongue traced a circle around the warrior woman’s right nipple, before sucking the bud eagerly into his mouth. He much preferred feasting on breasts than pussy Thomas decided as he slurped noisily, at the same time grinding his hard cock against the Amazons soft thigh.

He drew back, leaving the negotiator’s breasts glistening with his saliva and his own face flushed with arousal. Thomas once again took hold of his cock, now hard as a rock, he gave it a couple of rapid tugs and then lined the head up with the Amazons tight vagina, pushing up beneath her short leather skirt. “I remember this,” he breathed, giving a low grunt as he slowly pushed himself upward into his reluctant bedmate. “Oh yes!” he gasped, his hard cock smoothly enveloped in her warmth.

The Amazon gasped as the man-King started to stroke against her, the familiar feel of his thick cock filling her cunt. Thomas pumped hard, fast and deep, his hips slapping between her thighs with each thrust.

“This is just what I needed after a long journey and a humiliating visit with your Queen,” groaned Thomas, fucking the Amazon negotiator fiercely. His butt pumping rapidly between her legs, Thomas leant down and captured her left nipple between his teeth, biting down and causing her to gasp in surprise.

King Thomas withdrew from the negotiators cunt, she gasped at his sudden exit as he moved further up her body, his cock leaving a glistening trail of precum up across her flat stomach. Thomas reached her chest, straddling her as he dropped his hard cock between her big tits. The King took a big breast in each hand, giving them a quick fondling before pressing the large, soft pillows together around his cock, forming a tight sheath to fuck.

“This is great!” he moaned enthusiastically as he started to fuck the busty Amazon’s tits, his cock sliding back and forth between the fleshy mounds. Thomas pressed the orbs tightly against the sides of his cock, slamming himself as hard and fast into her chest as he had her pussy. Each time he thrust forward the head of his cock shot up through the top of the Amazon’s cleavage. “Your tits feel superb around my cock!” groaned Thomas as he titty-fucked her vigorously, her breasts jiggling wildly with each thrust of his cock.

As he pumped at her tits, Thomas continued to squeeze and knead the large orbs that filled his hands, sinking his fingers deep into the firm, resilient flesh. Thomas shuffled up a little further so he was directly astride her chest and started to fuck her tits with long strokes of his cock. On the up-stroke the head of his cock jutted up under the negotiator’s chin. “You should negotiate like this all the time,” he moaned as he thrust himself between her immense tits. “You’d have got a much better deal from Bairacali like this I’m sure,” he added with a laugh.

Thomas stopped his thrusts once again, his balls by now really churning. He moved further up the prone Amazon’s body, straddling her face. The Amazon’s eyes went slightly wide as the shiny head of his cock touched her lips and she realized what he intended.

She turned her head away in disgust as Thomas thrust down with his cock, it deflected along the side of her cheek. “No!” she cried in horror. “That’s disgusting, I won’t take a man in my mouth!”

“Your Queen did it, now don’t be such a bitch,” groaned Thomas in frustration, he was very close to cumming and eager to finish in her succulent mouth.

Her face screwed up in aversion, the negotiator turned back to face Thomas, her lips slightly parted. King Thomas needed no more invitation, he plunged his cock downwards into the lovely Amazon’s mouth, her lips forced wide as the King’s cock was shoved between them. Thomas gave a satisfied moan as his cock pushed down into her mouth. It may have been the first cock to ever enter the negotiator’s mouth, but Thomas had no patience for a slow introduction to cocksucking. He forced his cock deep down into her hot mouth, fucking her face with wild abandon.

“Oh yeah, that’s it bitch!” grunted Thomas, practically sitting on her face as he repeated drove his cock deep into her mouth and throat. The Amazon negotiator gagged slightly and struggled to keep up with the King’s lustful insistence and she was too busy trying to catch her breath between thrusts to worry about the taste of his male member.

Thomas was panting and grunting as he fucked the Amazon’s face, his balls slapping into her chin with each thrust as he used her mouth just as he had her cunt and tits. Each time he shoved his cock down deep into her mouth, her nose was pressed into the kinky thatch of his pubic hairs and she wrinkled it in disgust. “Oh fuck!” grunted Thomas, thoroughly enjoying the feel of her mouth on his cock.

He reached down and grabbed handfuls of her soft hair, pulling her head up into his groin as he suddenly groaned and exploded. Thomas’s body stiffened as he flooded the negotiator’s mouth, clutching her face into his crotch as she struggled to swallow his load. Thomas spent himself as he straddled her pretty face, pumping his seed into her mouth.

“That’s what I call using your mouth to negotiate,” Thomas said with a groan as his depleted cock slipped out from between the Amazon’s full red lips and he patted her gently on the top of the head.

**

Two days later Bairacali knelt on the former King’s bed, in front of him on her hands and knees was the beautiful Lady Valeria, receiving the General’s cock in swift doggy style thrusts.

“I remember the first time we were together,” said Bairacali, panting slightly as he grasped Valeria’s shapely hips and pounded against her ass, the firm cheeks jiggling only slightly as his fleshy hips slapped against her. “After feeling your mouth in this very room I thought I was going to kill Thomas then and there when he stopped.”

“You were a tad frustrated,” Valeria grunted with a smile as the unpleasant General pounded at her pussy, her heavy tits swinging beneath her as she was shunted forward on each hard thrust from Bairacali’s cock. Even though the memory was rather ugly she took some pleasure in remembering the General’s aggravation at being teased by her mouth and then denied her.

“Then when I took you back to my chambers and had your ass and sweet pussy for the first time,” Bairacali whispered the memory, the expression on Valeria’s face darkened somewhat. Her gratification had only lasted briefly.

There was an abrupt knock on the door that disturbed their trip down memory lane.

“Come in,” called out Bairacali, continuing to pump against the naked noblewoman before him. For Valeria, getting fucked in front of pages had become a way of life it seemed.

The pageboy hurried entered, casting Valeria only a precursory ogle. “A scout has arrived at the castle, Captain Menza said I was to bring him to you immediately,” the pageboy declared.

Bairacali nodded, “Very well, send him in.”

Valeria tightened her grip on the bed sheets as Bairacali slapped her ass with a sharp stinging strike. He fucked her rapidly, hard and deep until the scout entered, when he slowed his thrusts, but did not once leave her warm pussy.

“Thank you for seeing me General,” said the scout, dropping to one knee. He was breathless as though he had been running all day, his face was haggard with dark circles under the eyes and his clothing was filthy.

“Rise,” said Bairacali, doing a slow, deliberate thrust within Valeria as he spoke. “You rode through the night?” he asked, noting the man’s exhausted appearance.

“Three days without rest,” said the scout.

“A brave effort,” commended Bairacali, “what’s your name soldier?”

“Corporal Wilks,” the gaunt faced scout replied.

“We appreciate your efforts, what news do you bring Corporal?” asked Bairacali, resuming his thrusts into Lady Valeria.

“I come from the Amazon lands,” Wilks explained. “Their armies are marching on us as we speak. I had to ride through the night to beat them here,” he said breathlessly.

“Damn it!” growled Bairacali angrily, he gave a particularly hard shove into Valeria’s tight cunt, grunting as he swore. “I am not even King yet and they attack,” he fucked Valeria hard in line with his irritation. “When will they reach us.”

“Tomorrow morning,” said the scout, his gaze darting to Valeria for the first time since he had entered the room. The naked noble’s beauty was spoken about throughout the armies and he would have quite a story to tell when he finally got some rest. If he wasn’t so weary he could perhaps appreciate her beauty more.

“Fuck!” snarled Bairacali. “We have crushed their army before, we will do so again. They will be ground out of existence against the castle walls!”

“Yes General!” agreed the scout passionately.

“Captain Menza has been informed?” Bairacali asked.

“Yes,” confirmed Wilks.

“Excellent. You have done well Corporal, you should be commended,” said Bairacali looking with pride at his solder while remaining still, buried inside Valeria. “In fact you should be rewarded, you may use her mouth.”

Wilks blinked in surprise, experiencing the same kind of astonishment that the General had when he had been given the same offer from King Thomas. Bairacali had thoroughly enjoyed the incident and thought it would be nice to pass on the favor.

“What?” asked Wilks, not really sure what the General meant, surely he didn’t mean - -

“Use her mouth, have her suck your cock, you’ve had a hard ride and deserve a little pleasure,” said Bairacali.

“No!” protested Valeria from beneath Bairacali. This was worse than what Thomas had put her through. At least when she had sucked Bairacali he had been a General and a war hero. This was a mere peasant, a Corporal who’d had a hard night’s ride. This was beneath her!

“Shut up and put out,” growled Bairacali, slapping her ass hard.

Valeria started at the blow, her body stiffening in surprise, how could he do this to her? Corporal Wilks just stared at the naked beauty, gazed at her full red lips, slightly moistened by her tongue, and beneath her heavy breasts jiggling as the General struck her bare flesh.

“Go on,” the General urged the scout.

Wilks swallowed and stepped closer to the edge of the bed, in her kneeling position Valeria’s face was at a perfect crotch height. He moved forward so that he stood directly in front of the pretty noble as the General fucked her vigorously from behind.

“Go on,” repeated Bairacali.

Corporal Wilks looked down at Valeria, she did not protest but he could see a challenging look in her eyes as if daring him to do it. Wilks paused a moment longer, the look her in eye suggested that Valeria would bite his dick off if he put it anywhere in the vicinity of her mouth, but her deep red lips looked oh so full and inviting. It would be heaven to feel that pretty mouth wrapped around his cock.

In an almost desperate rush, Wilks hurriedly yanked down his pants, pulling out his cock, grubby and sweaty from the many days on horseback without rest. He pushed the smelly organ into Valeria’s face, his breathing rapid in eager anticipation.

Valeria screwed up her face as the sweaty stench hit her nostrils, but the rough thrusts from General Bairacali reminded her that she could not refuse the scout.

Wilks had a delirious grin on his face as Lady Valeria parted her lips and took his hard cock into her mouth. “Ohhh yeah!” he groaned deep and long as Valeria started to suck on his tired member, her hot mouth filling delightfully with her wet saliva and bathing him in delightful sensations. Valeria felt her mouth stretching slightly as the soldier’s cock rapidly grew to full stiffness.

The haggard scout looked down with absolute joy at the sight of his erect penis buried in the mouth of the beautiful, haughty noblewoman. As Bairacali fucked her from behind she was pushed forward on his cock. He let out a groan of pleasure as he felt his cock slide along her tongue and lodge into the back of her mouth, her lips close to the base of his cock so that she was practically deep throating him.

“You can fuck her face if you want,” Bairacali urged the scout.

Corporal Wilks looked up at the General his eyes showing his amazement at the whole scenario that was unfolding. In an almost dreamlike state he reached down and took Lady Valeria’s head in both his hands, holding her steady as he started to rock his hips, sliding his cock slowly in and out between the tight oval of her warm lips.

“Faster!” said Bairacali, directing Wilks in the use of Valeria’s mouth. He sped up the strokes of his own cock in her pussy as he spoke.

Wilks gave a lustful whimper and tightened his grip on Valeria’s head, his hips starting to thrust faster, and his cock now truly fucking her pretty mouth. Valeria gagged slightly as his cock invaded her throat, but accommodated his plunging penis without further complaint. “Oh yeah, suck that cock!” he grunted, slamming into her mouth, his balls slapping into her chin with each thrust and her nose buried in the sweaty matt of his pubic hair. This was almost too good to be true.

With a loud grunt of pleasure the scout came, his thrusting penis shooting across Valeria’s tongue and quickly filling her mouth. With a groan he pulled out of her, grabbing the base of his spurting cock and aiming the tip straight at Valeria’s face. The noblewoman’s eyes widened in surprise as another rope of cum burst out, splashing into her face and coating her in his sticky seed. Wilks moaned as he stroked his cock, milking the last of his cum out.

Behind, Bairacali has paused his fucking to watch Wilks administer the facial to the beautiful woman.

“Oh that was good!” moaned Wilks softly as he squeezed his shaft, wringing out the cum.

Valeria had a wild-eyed look, her face dripping cum as Bairacali resumed fucking her.

**

The assault came early the following morning, just as Corporal Wilks had predicted. General Bairacali himself stood on the city walls, Captain Menza by his side as they prepared to defend their city against the attacking Amazons.

The Amazon warriors, led by their beautiful blonde Queen, massed at the edge of the forest that surrounded the city, very near to the spot King Thomas had been dropped off by the woodcutter Jak Woodcock.

With a wild war cry the Amazon horde charged the city. As the Amazons drew into range of the city walls they unleashed their spears, hurling them with deadly force and accuracy towards the armored defenders on the wall. Bairacali had expected the Amazons to crash ineffectually against the walls, and the sudden ranged onslaught caught the defenders by surprise.

A spear impaled a soldier not two men away from Menza, the man giving a blood-curdling cry of pain as he tumbled forward over the edge of the wall. All along the length of the wall others were meeting their doom.

Bairacali swore at himself, cursing his complacency as the rank of Amazons dashed back to the edge of the forest and a second wave of spear throwers charged towards the gates. “Archers!” ordered Bairacali as the Amazons charged towards the walls. The soldiers on the wall stepped back as the archers took their places on the front rank. “Fire at will!” shouted Bairacali.

The archers unleashed their arrows as soon as the Amazons were in range, gravity and the more powerful weapons were on the side of the men, the longer ranged weapons taking out a full third of the spear throwers before they reached the walls to hurl their spears. As the Amazons scurried back towards the safety of the forest and second hail of arrows took out another mass of the warrior women.

“They are done,” snorted Bairacali. “They are not suited to siege warfare and have no way of breaking through our defenses,” he added, having seen how ineffectual their attacks were. The General then turned to Menza. “I will leave you in charge of the city’s defenses Captain Menza. There is a sweet asshole awaiting my return.”

“Yes sir, I will grind them to dust,” he said, saluting his commander. At the mention of Lady Valeria’s ass, Menza couldn’t help but be reminded how tight Carmen the White’s rear passage had been. He gazed at the retreating figure of Bairacali with a little jealousy. Despite the limited numbers of the Amazons, he still had a full day of warfare ahead of him before he would be getting any pussy.

“Ready the catapults,” he ordered one of his men as he returned his attention to the battlefield.

**

As the battle began on the fields outside the city, far beneath the battlefield, unknown to the defending General and his armies, came the true threat to the security of the castle.

King Thomas, along with ten of the bravest of the Amazon warriors, including the large breasted negotiator and the flat chested Amazon that had captured Thomas in the forest, rapidly made their way through the secret underground tunnels that led directly into the heart of the castle.

Thomas was finally dressed, in a rough cloth robe that the Amazons clothed their male slaves in. Not exactly up to his usual standards, but better than wearing nothing. “It’s good to be back,” he whispered under his breath as they reached the familiar tunnels, close to the castle itself. “We are within the city walls,” he said aloud to the Amazons that traveled with him. “Not long now.”

The lovely Amazon negotiator glanced suspiciously at the ceiling above, as if she feared it would collapse at any moment. “I for one will be glad to be out of these accursed tunnels,” she said.

“And hopefully impaling a man on my spear,” added the flat chested Amazon hunter, leader of the ten that had come with Thomas. She had been very reluctant to accompany him, hating the thought that her fellow warriors would be fighting and dying with honor above as she skulked cowardly into the castle through the secret passages. In the end the Queen was forced to outright command her to go with Thomas.

“Remain silent from here,” hissed Thomas as they reached a flight of stairs that led upwards into the darkness. Thomas tightened his grip on the borrowed axe he carried as he led the ten warrior women up the stairs towards the castle. The entrance would lead out into the castle dungeons. With the attention of defending the city walls, no doubt the resistance would be minor, but still Thomas was assured to be walking into a fight.

They reached a trapdoor at the top of the stairs, Thomas paused a moment, straining his ears to pick up any noise beyond, but all was silent. He took a deep breath and then burst up through the trapdoor, leading the ten Amazons through into the castle. The time of his revenge was getting closer.

A guard seemed to come from nowhere, swinging a short handled pole arm in a wide arc towards Thomas’s head. The King, ducked, dropping to the ground. Before the guard could recover from his swung and attack again, the flat chested Amazon had moved past Thomas and ran the guard through with her spear.

“Keep on your feet man,” she told him, tugging him upright. Thomas nodded, his heart racing as he led the Amazons onwards through the lines of jail cells towards the exit of the dungeon. A couple more guards got in their path, but the skilled Amazon warriors quickly dealt with them.

“Your highness!” cried out a voice as Thomas neared the exit to the dungeons. He spun around in surprise and saw Carmen the White locked in a cell, her normally snowy hair gray with dirt and her white robe torn and stained.

“Sorceress?” Thomas murmured in surprise as he stepped up to the cell door.

“Bairacali and Menza have taken over the castle!” Carmen hissed in warning. “They have kept me locked up in here. We must flee!” The magician then saw the ten warrior women that stood behind Thomas. “Who are they?”

“They’re with me,” said Thomas with a grin and he bent and retrieved a set of cell keys from one of the slain guards. He unlocked the cell door and released Carmen. “We’ve come for Bairacali’s head.”

Carmen smiled at that, “I will help,” she said with a determined nod.

Thomas bowed his head slightly and took Carmen’s hand, leading her out of the jail cell. With the Amazons at their back they hurried through the castle passageways, killing any guards they came across as they made their way towards the throne room.

**

General Bairacali was in the King’s office, his consort Lady Valeria bent over the desk, her richly embroided dress bunched up around her hips as Bairacali ass-fucked her from behind, his cock buried in her tight rear passage.

“You will make me a great Queen,” gasped Bairacali as he hunched against her backside, slamming his cock deep into her.

“Just like old times!” called out a voice from the doorway. Bairacali looked up his surprise, his eyes suddenly going wide as he stared into the angry face of young King Thomas.

“What are you doing here?” demanded Bairacali, immediately stopping fucking Valeria although his cock remained wedged in her tight ass. The General noted that Carmen the White and a small squad of Amazon warriors stood behind the King.

Thomas ignored the question, “So, are you going to share?” he asked, glancing down at the bent over form of Lady Valeria.

Bairacali gave a growl of anger and pulled back out of Valeria, the noblewoman letting out a sharp gasp as his cock popped free of her. The General cursed himself as he saw that his sword lay on the chair on the opposite side of the desk, the side closest to Thomas.

“Welcome back, your highness,” Bairacali said, suddenly his voice softening. “We feared you were dead - - ”

“Save it!” snapped Thomas, cutting him off. “I know of your treachery.”

Bairacali’s face contorted into a scowl, his eyes flicking from Thomas’s face to where his sword lay. “You were a lousy ruler,” spat Bairacali, “your father would have been ashamed!” With that he dived across the table, making a desperate grab for his weapon. Thomas saw the movement and rushed forward to intercept him.

At the same moment there was a scream from behind as one of the Amazons were cut down, the flat chested leader spun to see Captain Menza and a squad of nine guardsmen attacking from the rear.

Carmen the White muttered a unintelligible string of words under her breath and suddenly a blade of white flame danced from her hand. “Menza is mine,” she shouted to the other Amazons as they engaged the guardsmen in battle.

Thomas reached the chair where Bairacali’s sheathed sword lay moments before the General. With a desperate lash of his boot he kicked the chair skidding across the room and the sword flying, then made a desperate swing of his axe towards the General’s head. Thomas found himself with no back-up from the Amazons facing a skilled military soldier in single combat, not exactly what he had planned when he’d first suggested this to the Amazon Queen.

Bairacali captured Thomas’s wrists in both hands, immediately halted the arc of his axe. Thomas yelped as he tried with all his might to pull free, but Bairacali held fast. Wrestling with the raised axe the two men tumbled to the door, the axe flying across the floor the same way the General’s sword went.

“Arrgh!” cried out Bairacali as Thomas’s bit down hard on his forearm, his teeth drawing blood. “I’m gonna tear you in two!” the bulky General growled, wrapping Thomas up in a bone crunching bear hug.

Thomas cried out in pain, squealing as he felt the very life being squeezed out of him, this was not how he wanted to go. Thomas beat down on the back of Bairacali’s head and shoulders with his fists, but the stubborn soldier ignored the pathetic blows, squeezing tighter and tighter with his powerful arms. Thomas felt his breath give way and he started to see stars.

All of a sudden the pressure let up. Thomas gasped for air, his ribs aching. He was about to retaliate against the General when sudden the sharp edge of his axe was pressed against his throat. Thomas blinked to clear his vision and looked up to see not the General, but Lady Valeria holding the axe against his throat. In her other hand she had the tip of Bairacali’s sword pointed at his throat, holding both men at bay.

**

Outside the office the battle between the guards and the Amazons was raging fiercely.

Carmen’s fiery white blade crashed against Menza’s cold steel sword with a loud crash of sparks, sending the Captain retreating through a defensive series of blocks. Carmen would normally have blown him to pieces with a fireball as she had the Jubanti assassin, but after her days of captivity she was in a very weakened state.

Menza attacked with a roar, executing a series of viciously performed strikes of his sword, Carmen backed off, parrying desperately. Being a soldier he was far more skilled with the blade than the sorceress, her only advantage lay in the power of her white flamed weapon. Each time Menza’s blade clashed against hers a shock of icy cold traveled through his blade and up his arm, weakening him.

“Die bitch!” growled Menza, swinging his sword in a ferocious upward stroke towards Carmen’s left leg. The white flamed sword came down to parry and the blades clashed together with a crash of flaming sparks. Menza suddenly flicked his wrist, turning his blade against the hilt of Carmen’s sword and disarming her, sending the magical weapon flying. At the same time he kicked out with his foot, booting the back of Carmen’s right ankle, sending her tumbling forward to her knees.

His victory in front of him, Menza lifted his sword high for the killing blow as the sorceress knelt defenseless at his feet. “Any last words?” he asked her with a laugh.

“Yeah,” spat Carmen defiantly. “Rape this!” Suddenly a second, smaller blade of white flame appeared out of nowhere in her hand, as she jabbed her fist upwards. Menza’s eyes went wide in surprise as Carmen rammed the new blade up into the Captain’s groin, burying it to the hilt.

**

“Thank you Lady Valeria,” said Bairacali with relief as she pressed the axe against Thomas’s exposed throat.

As the General made to stand up, Valeria pressed the sword harder against his throat. “Not so fast!” she said menacingly. “I haven’t decided who I’m going to kill. I don’t much like either of you lecherous assholes.”

“Now wait just a moment,” pleaded Bairacali, his previously arrogant expression suddenly turning worried. “We had a deal.”

“That was up until you let that Corporal use me,” snapped Valeria angrily.

“I’ll double whatever he’s paying you,” Thomas quickly said, seeing a chance for his triumph.

“He’s not paying me,” Valeria said, her face hard.

“I promise I’ll never fuck you again,” begged Bairacali, seeing now that Valeria was very serious about killing him. “I’ll keep my hands to myself and they’ll stay out of your pants I swear!”

Valeria gave a slightly nod and turned her attention to Thomas.

He didn’t reply at first, but then realized that the noblewoman expected a counter-offer from him. “I um - - ” he stammered a moment. “I can’t say I won’t fuck you,” he admitted honestly, “because you’re far too sexy for me to resist. But I’ll promise to stop using you in front of the court and sharing you without your permission.”

Bairacali smiled, the King it appeared was living up to his reputation and even in this moment of prospective doom he was thinking with his dick instead of his head. He began to stand up when suddenly the tip of the sword in Valeria’s hand stabbed through his upper chest, impaling him.

The General stared down at his skewered body in disbelief as blood welled up in the wound. “W - - why?” he gasped, he felt the blood filling his pierced lungs and gurgled some out of his mouth.

Valeria looked down at the ugly in disgust. “I’ve seen the way you look at me, and felt the lust in you when you use me,” she said darkly. “There’s no way you would have been able to keep your cock in your pants. At least King Thomas was honest and made a promise he can keep.”

Bairacali’s eyes rolled back and he slumped backwards, dead.

“Plus I like a good fucking every now and again,” she added, turning to give the true King a smile.

“Well then my dear,” Thomas said, rising to his feet and offering the noblewoman his arm. “Let’s go celebrate.”

As they stepped out of the room, arm in arm they were met with the sight of Carmen the White using her magic to disarm the last of the guardsmen. The war was over and Thomas was back on the throne. Long live the King!


EPILOGUE: YE OLDE TRADITIONS

King Thomas gave a satisfied grunt as he slid his cock up into Lady Valeria’s tight ass. “Ahh!” he groaned. “I’ve missed this ass.”

Valeria gave a moan of her own as the King held her hips firmly and started to thrust against her, his hips slapping against her shapely posterior. Lady Valeria’s ass clutched firmly around his thick shaft as he fucked her, the lovely noblewoman on her hands and knees in front of him.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

“You don’t mind the page seeing right?” Thomas asked with a little caution, remembering his promise to the beautiful noblewoman who had briefly held his life in her hands.

Valeria’s body stiffened slightly, she wasn’t too thrilled with the idea of anyone watching her getting fucked up the ass doggy style. “Just the page,” she agreed, still in a euphoric mood from the previous days battle and the death of Bairacali.

“Come in!” called out King Thomas.

“A peasant is here to see you, your highness,” said the page, swallowing with some trepidation at interrupting the King for a mere peasant. “Jak Woodcock, he said that he was expected?” the page said doubtfully.

“Jak?” exclaimed Thomas, halting his thrusts into Valeria. “What a happy surprise, send him in.” Thomas started to rut rapidly against Valeria. “I can’t wait for you to meet Jak,” Thomas said, breathing heavily. “He is the most noble man in the realm.”

Beneath him, Valeria was spluttering in disbelief. She couldn’t believe the King was so quickly breaking his word. As the woodcutter entered the King’s chambers Valeria shot the peasant a dark look.

“Jak!” greeted the King warmly, still pumping Lady Valeria from behind. “I’d like you meet Lady Valeria, one of my loyal councilors.”

Jak’s raised one eyebrow in mild surprise as he tipped his hat to the naked woman who was busy getting fucked by the King. He stepped a bit closer and held out his hand for her to shake.

Blushed in embarrassment and anger, Valeria awkwardly propped herself on one hand and reached out to take Jak’s hand. “Pleased to meet you,” she said through gritted teeth.

“Don’t be shy Valeria,” said Thomas, obviously in a great mood. “Greet the man properly. Jak and his family were of great service to me when I was at my lowest. He is a true hero amongst men.”

Valeria turned her head slightly, “What do you mean?”

Thomas chuckled, “Take his cock out and give him one of your famous blowjobs woman!” urged Thomas.

“No I most certainly will not!” she snapped immediately, feeling her anger rise up.

“Nonsense woman!” growled Thomas. “I owe this woodcutter a great deal and would be more than happy to return the grand hospitality he and his family showed me. What better thanks than for him to receive head from one of the prettiest mouths in the realm.”

The King’s cock still buried to the hilt in her ass, Valeria reached out and unfastened the front of the woodcutter’s trousers. She let the pants fall to the floor and reached out to lift his cock in her soft hand. With a sigh of deep regret, she then leant forward and took the woodcutter’s rather grubby cock into her warm mouth.

“Oh wow!” squeaked Jak as his cock was bathed in pleasure.

“You’ll enjoy this,” said Thomas with a wink. “Your wife certainly gives good head, but Lady Valeria is out of this world.”

“Oh yeah!” groaned Jak in agreement, he was already holding Valeria by the ears and was eagerly fucking her face. “She certainly knows her way around a cock, that’s for sure!”

THE END