Conquered by the Queen (Forced Lesbian Submission Book 1) by Adrian Amos

Author:Adrian Amos [Amos, Adrian]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Published: 2015-11-27T23:00:00+00:00

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I fiddle with the gold choker around my neck. On it are emblazoned the words “Little Princess.” A gift from the Queen. A special memento of our time together.

I kneel beside my Queen's throne. Not uncomfortable; she gave me the cushiest kneeling pillow she could find. Another gift, which I need, especially since I am tasked to kneel and watch her conquer queens and princesses and highborn posers.

I am topless, as I always am during these events. The Queen would have it no other way. But I am not embarrassed. Everyone is too focused on the poor little girl being ravished by the Queen in the middle of the throne room.

The Queen pushes her cock into the little girl's asshole, thrusting with a passion I know only from the Queen. She never tires of it, only looking to find her next conquest.

But I know the girl means nothing. She's just a girl, part of a prestigious family of a small village. A girl who needs to know her place, a place of unimportance. She means nothing; she never was much of anything to begin with.

I, on the other hand, hold a special place in my lady's heart. I was the Queen before her; I was her first conquest; I still am her most important subject. I hold a special place at her side, the place I kneel now. Occasionally, I may help my Queen subdue her subjects, but she tends to have me watch instead. I've watched every conquest, over two dozen women—not even the King has seen them all—and I alone kneel at her side.

The horn sounds. It signals that a new battle is already won. I stand up, waiting for my lady to dismount her new subject. A sigh of relief and ecstasy escapes the conquered woman as the giant cock is removed from her begging, pulsating ass. The Queen would normally make her new subject grovel for more, but instead she walks off toward her chambers, face aglow with her new victory, but surely caught up in the thought of a new prisoner arriving soon. A tight little smirk crosses her face as she exits the hall.

I rush over to the young girl and put my hand on her back. At this, her ass quivers, her hole pulsates, grabbing at something, anything, to fill her back up.

Poor girl. The Queen is done with her, interrupted by a new conquest. The young girl barely got to experience her new servitude. I hope the Queen pities her and chooses to ravish her again, although I know this girl will never have much of a place.

The girl, realizing the ceremony is over, looks back at me. "What's going on?"

"Stand. I will get you cleaned up and find you some new clothing."

As she stands up, she yanks her hand away from me. "Who are you?" she says, indignantly.

I reach out, snap up her wrist, and pull her toward me. "Respect me," I say, smiling, "For I am queen of the harem.

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