Forbidden Desire: A King’s Concubine

 A story of Power, Obedience, and Forbidden Desire.

Since I can remember, I’ve known my role as a woman. Even before I was a woman, to be honest, I was born purely for his pleasure, which was my greatest honor. The moment I became a woman, I became his. The King’s concubine. A Forbidden Desire. He held all the Power in his hands. I learned very early on that Obedience was my Power.

My chambers were the closest to the King’s. This especially made the others jealous, including the Queen. I secretly enjoyed that I was the King’s favorite. He was also my Forbidden Desire. First, we started slowly. He would summon me to his chambers to help him put on his shoes. Before long, I was invited to help him with his nightly bathing. Naturally, I was nervous helping him bathe. The first few times, I blushed and looked away. He demands my complete attention and obedience. Oftentimes times he was sure to assert his Power, even when my actions were due to my inexperience.

The Life Of The King’s Concubine With Forbidden Desire

For months, I would bathe him. First, I would purely wash him. Then he asked that I pay closer attention to my member. When he doesn’t feel I’ve done a thorough enough job, he takes my hand in his, and strokes the length of his shaft, and I continue softly and firmly stroking his.

As I do, he makes muffled moans, while his eyes roll. I try to avert my eyes, knowing this is a Forbidden Desire. I am to be used by the King. Nothing more. Still, I can’t help but imagine the feeling of his long, thick shaft sliding inside my perfectly plump flower. I so badly yearn for him to enter my flower. Finally, the night had come. The King invites me to his bedchambers. First, the Queen washes me to ensure the King will have a clean experience. Then she bathes him as I watch. I look away, yet he instructs me to watch. I do, knowing how important obedience is. After he is clean, we enter the bed chambers. He instructs me to my knees. I immediately do. Then he instructs the Queen to her knees right beside me. His Power in this moment fills the room. Neither of us dares to object to following his lead.

Forbidden Desire And The Queen

Next, he grips the Queen by the back of her neck. He shoved his rather large and thick member into her mouth. I was in shock. As this was not something he’s shown me before. Then his member got even larger. 
At this point, his shaft is glistening and hard. He tells her to help me onto their bed. As she kneels on the bed above my head, she holds my arms above my head, which feels unnecessary; I know obedience is a requirement.

Next, he walks over to the bed, where my bottom half is dangling. He runs his hands across my breasts first, playing with my now hard nipples, sending shivers down my spine. His hands wander down my torso as the anticipation builds inside my flower. A feeling I’m not familiar with. Finally, his hands reach my mound. His fingers carefully, yet skillfully, part my slick lower lips. He slides one finger inside of me. I respond with a breathy moan, trying to contain my Forbidden Desire. Yet I have an itch deep inside that I need the King to scratch.

Then he positions his head at my entrance. I was so honored to be deflowered by the King. Inch by inch, he slides deep inside of me. I felt my hole stretching to allow him inside, which really hurt. At this moment, he knew the Power of my pain or pleasure was his alone.

A Royal  Impregnation

The Queen was watching intently. As he slides his long, thick member into my swollen, drenched walls. He had fully sheathed inside of me; it was painful. My obedience was required, so I muffled my screams and moans. As he leans over, he begins nibbling my neck and nipples. Inside, a storm was brewing. I was trying to hold it in. I didn’t know how. He thrust in and out of me until we both were drenched in sweat. Finally, he explodes inside of me. I could feel his penis pumping hot, thick liquid inside of me, filling me. He pulls out as he instructs the Queen to explicitly pleasure me with her fingers. The queen always wanted to feel the inside of the Mistress of Phone Sex wet pussy. She does as even the Queen’s obedience is required. She rapidly penetrates me with her fingers, which creates a delightful friction almost as good as the King felt. Finally, I felt a sudden surge like waves crashing down on me as my body released an incredible experience.

As the inside of my flower began to pulse with its own heartbeat. Leaving me in a euphoric state. The king held all of the Power, but I held his pleasure. And he held my Forbidden Desire. This is how I learned the dance of the Kama Sutra.

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