He bowed low, his battle gear making no rattling noise, and the queen waved all of her servants away, shutting the doors behind them. Shadow stepped forward to kneel on one knee before her, his head still bowed, his voice almost sensually pleasing to her ears.
"My Queen, what is thy bidding?" he said, averting his gaze down from her face to her perfectly smooth legs. The queen nodded and leaned down to place a finger under his chin, lifting his gaze up to hers.
"You may call me Mistress Kitten, if you wish to speak," she purred, staring deep into his blue eyes. He nodded, looking back, unwilling to break the gaze she sought.
"Yes Mistress," he said. She smiled standing up before him, her midsection level with his head. Gently, she ran a hand over his neck, fingers drifting through his wavy brown hair, down his back and up again as she bit her lip, choosing where to start.
"Stand, my hero, and loosen your weaponry." He stood up, her hand drifting down over his shoulder as he straightened, his wings spreading wide as he unclasped his quiver and laid it on the floor, followed by his sword belt. His gauntlet came off next, the blade large and menacing, then came the second gauntlet, less fearsome with the dagger sheathed. He stood up again and faced her, removing his armour vest and looking down at her.
She nodded, her hand on his arm. "Remove your shirt, my hero." And Shadow did, unbuttoning it to reveal his smooth, chiseled abs, his powerful arms and his slightly scarred chest, a particularly visible set being a trio of claw marks running across him. She caressed his chest before dropping her hand to his pants, pulling on them a little.
"And now...these, I think, could afford to be loosened." He obediently unclasped his pants, sliding them open at the front, his underwear visible now in the v-shaped space. She smiled at this, her tail flicking around excitedly, admiring the large bulge around his groin, then stepped back and allowed him to follow her, sitting on her throne, stretching out as Shadow stepped up in front of her.
Mistress Kitten took his hand and laid it on her chest, above her breasts as she looked into his eyes.
"Now, Shadow," she purred. "I want you to caress me, feel my skin beneath your fingers, the softness, the responsiveness..." she let his hand go and laid her hands on her pillows, lying back as he slipped his fingers over her chest, moving both hands down to rub over her breasts, cupping them in his hands and feeling them, his thumbs rubbing back and forth over her nipples, hardening with his touch. Mistress Kitten sighed as the felt her up, his naked chest pure candy for her to watch.
Shadow leaned in closer to run his hands up her shoulders and across her neck, sliding his fingers down it and back to her breasts, making her shiver slightly. She leaned in and whispered in his ear.
"You may kiss my skin, if you wish, but not my lips," she purred, lying back as his lips locked onto her neck, flicking his tongue over it softly, just above the white ribbon. His lips drifted over her neck, kissing again and again as he started to move down to her shoulder, kissing gently down to her chest, moving across the top of her breasts and down to suckle at one of her nipples obediently, his tongue flicking across it as he sucked it softly between his lips. His hands rubbed her neck and collar bones, massaging her as he caressed her breasts with his mouth.
The Queen sighed and closed her eyes to better enjoy the feeling of his attention, her fingernails gripping the pillows a little tighter as he sucked on one nipple, drawing it in between his soft lips and flicking his tongue over it, his hand gently rubbing her other nipple between his slender fingers. She leaned forward, pushing her breasts together with her hands and offering them to his eager lips, letting him kiss and lick across from one to the other without the gap between, her fingers occasionally getting a lick as well as he tended to her needs. She bit her lip, trying to remain calm and composed as a Queen should.
Shadow continued to lick and suck her nipples, his hands roaming down her corset covered sides to her hips, holding her close as he lavished his love on her. She looked down at his head, his eyes closed, and spied his erection bulging into the small v-shaped gap of his pants. She smiled and leaned back, making him move forward with her, his body lying half on her legs, his hands moving up higher to hold her. The Queen arched her back for him as she closed her eyes again to feel his tongue on her hot skin.
Abruptly she pulled back, letting go of her breasts and tilting his head up with a hand under his chin.
"That was good, Shadow, my servant. But now you must do more." She purred, leaning in to stroke his hair and resting her lips against his ear. "I want you to kiss my whole body, and you may remove my underwear for me."
Shadow obediently nodded, lowering to his knees and running his hands and fingers down over her body then back up, kissing her neck all over, slowly, moving to her shoulders, then down each arm to her hands, holding them together to kiss them each. He moved to her chest, kissing her already wet and hard nipples once each, slowly, sliding his lips down between her rounded breasts to kiss down her chest to the top of her corset. He dropped down on hands and knees, looking up at his Queen and receiving a nod before kissing each of her feet, then her shins, delicately brushing his lips over her knees and up her thighs, moving ever closer to her crotch, her body holding back shivers as he did so.
Suddenly she felt his lips press in on either side of her underpants leg holes, kissing around her inner thighs softly, making her close her eyes tight to hold back a moan of anticipation. Shadow reached up and slid a finger into the waistband of her undies, gently slipping them down her thighs with both hands and down over her high heels, letting them rest on the floor between their legs. He leaned in close and blew warm air over her, making her shiver involuntarily, her moist pussy waiting for his hot lips to begin. He looked up at his Queen, and she looked down at him, his dark hair cascading down his back, his wings slightly spread and his naked chest rippling before her eyes. Breathing slowly, she nodded and reached down to run her fingers through his hair as he leaned in and kissed her mound, his lips rubbing back and forth over her folds.
She gasped slightly as Shadow slipped his tongue into her pussy, licking out her folds as his hands caressed her thighs, his wings moving gently with desire as she watched him. Her fingers weaved into his hair, gripping it lightly as he kissed her lovingly, his tongue flicking over her folds and clit. Mistress Kitten moaned with pleasure, letting herself go as he licked and kissed her pussy, tending to her every need, fulfilling her desires with passion and devotion. She gripped his hair tighter as he gently inserted his finger into her, licking at her clit, sucking it between his lips as he fingered her.
"Good Shadow, but...you have a free hand." She looked down into his eyes as he pulled back a bit, sucking at her clit still. "I think you should use it..."
Slowly, he reached down between his legs and into his underpants. She could see his hand gripping his manhood, stiff and long, squeezing it gently as he sucked at her. Shadow pushed another finger deep into her, sucking lovingly on her clit, nipping it lightly between his teeth. Kitten yelped with pain and pleasure, throwing her head back as he brought her closer to orgasm, his tongue rubbing her folds and clit harder and faster, flicking the tip over her as she watched his hand moving back and forth in his pants, his moans sending hard shivers down her thighs.
Kitten's breath came in ragged gasps as she came closer and closer, stifling a loud moan with her hand while gripping his hair tightly with the other. She tried to keep it in but failed as he looked into her eyes and took a big long lick from the bottom of her pussy, going deep in and licking all the way up and out, dragging his wet, hot tongue over her clit as he took it in his mouth again, sucking on it and flicking his tongue over it hard. It was too much, and with one final moan she gripped his head between her thighs and sat straight up, shaking as she felt herself explode.
"Ohhh, ohhh Shadow!" she cried, cumming hard on his face, her wetness spreading out over her inner thighs as she coated him in her juice. She shook violently, gripping his hair tightly to keep herself up, her
eyes closed as she rode out the raging orgasm between her legs, biting her lip to stifle her moans. She looked down at Shadow's head, still licking gently at her honey, his wings moving back and forth with excitement and his hand bulging around his cock.
"That...was very good my slave," she whispered, once she'd gotten her breath back. "And now...you must perform for me..."
Sitting back in her chair, Mistress Kitten threw several pillows to the floor for him to sit on, a finger rubbing over her still shaking mound as she got comfortable. Slowly Shadow slid the front of his underpants down a little more, pulling out his enormous manhood as he sat down on the mass of pillows before her. His wings stretched out wide behind him as he looked into her eyes and began to stroke himself, his hand moving up and down his shaft, his breath quickening as he pleasured himself for his Queen. She watched eagerly as his hand drifted over the head of his penis, looking directly into his eyes as he stared back, her hand automatically rubbing her folds, pressing in gently.
Mistress Kitten could feel her own juice on the palm of her hand as she started to get wet again, watching Shadow tease himself before her. His hand glided up and down faster now, his free hand gripping the pillows beneath him for support, panting slightly as he continued to masturbate. His eyes never left hers, such was his devotion to his Queen.
As she watched him, rubbing his bulging cock, Kitten found herself feeling emotions that left her scared and unsure. She found herself wanting him like she had wanted no others. She felt that she needed to have him inside her, filling her small hole with his throbbing cock, doing to her what no man had done before:
She wanted the end of their beloved Queen's purity, in return for a single act of lovemaking. Her time as Queen concluding with such finality equal to the de-flowering that would bring these events to being.
With quickening breath her hand drifted up and over her folds, a single finger slipping into her pussy as the thought rose up inside her. Could she make this last decision? It would be irreversible, gone in the instant Shadow's gorgeous penis slid effortlessly into her virgin folds, completing both her life but also her reign. She would lose her servants, her throne, her palace, her land...everything she had ever owned. All of it would be gone, for the price of one night of passionate sex like nothing she had never experienced before.
Biting her lip with frustration, Mistress Kitten looked down at her servant, her slave, doing everything she asked of him, including playing with his own penis, all at a single word from her. His loyalty ran deep indeed, and was as strong as the power that ensured it. He looked directly into her eyes as he stroked himself closer to the edge, the sight and her own hand movements bringing her closer as well. He was devoted to her.
Staring deep into his eyes, Mistress Kitten had an epiphany...
"Enough, Slave." She commanded, her own fingers shaking inside her from the intensity. He obediently stopped, looking fearful, as if worried he had let his Mistress down. She stared darkly at his large wings, his cascading brown hair and his powerful arms, his hand still wrapped around his aching cock. She beckoned to him to come forward, sitting on the edge of the throne as he stepped up to her, looking into her eyes. She looked back and, for the first time, reached down to stroke his manhood with her free hand, fingering herself again as she sighed happily, her mind raging with fear and pleasure.
"You, Slave, you will do as I command, yes?" she asked, looking at him. He nodded.
"You, Slave, will obey the word of your Queen and Mistress, yes?" Again, he nodded.
"And you, my most humble Slave will not, for any reason, question the desires of your Keeper, once and forever? Your word, my Slave."
Without hesitation, he nodded. She had her answer.
Mistress Kitten lay back on her pillows, on her golden throne in her enormous palace, and slowly led him toward her, her hand on his cock guiding it to rub against her folds. She felt a rush of excitement as she felt the head of his cock sliding into her waiting lips, barely tickling her yet drawing her closer to orgasm than anything else. She could see the expression on his face clearly: fear, and a long withheld desire.
"Take me...my Shadow," she purred, as she rested her hands on his arms, her legs out wide, bent at the knees, and felt him slide his throbbing member into her, filling her as she gasped and closed her eyes tightly, almost losing herself to him. He let out a low moan as his hips started to pump into her, in and out, going deep then pulling back, the head of his penis never leaving her. She scratched down his arms as he brought her closer and closer to the end, biting her lip hard, the motion of his love rocking the throne.
She felt him getting ready to cum. She could see the lust boiling over, the look on his face one of absolute joy. With one last deep thrust she threw her head back and screamed with pleasure, her nails leaving deep marks down his arms, her thighs shaking uncontrollably, and all of a sudden she was cumming again, wetting herself and him with her juice. She cried and cried as he pumped her again, making her cum a second time, and before she knew it, she reached up and took his head in her hand. Gripping one shoulder, she pulled him down on top of her, his chest above hers as she cried his name and finally kissed his lips, feeling him moan into the kiss. She tore at his chest with her nails, and as she wrapped her legs around his waist Shadow came inside her, filling her with semen, his eyes shutting as he rode out the wave of relief he felt inside.
They lay there for an hour, panting hard, kissing and holding each other, his cock always inside her. The guards finally returned to find them there, this warrior befouling their Queen's virginity, and dragged him away as he planted one last kiss on her lips.
The next day the Queen was stripped of her royal status, but was spared her life. She wore simple traveler's robes, a plain brown tunic with a long cloak around her shoulders. She walked among the peasants and market dwellers for a time, unrecognized, her hood up covering her face from the view of her disgusted people. On the morning of the third day she walked to the battlement gates, passing through them as she knew she had to, and walked solemnly towards the dark robed figure standing a short distance away.
His wings were clipped. His hair was cut short. The weapons bearing the castle's royal seal were removed. His gauntlet blade remained in place, as did one or two knives on the back of his waist. Hung across his chest was a tan leather belt, not bearing a quiver of fine arrows, but holding a short sword in a simple black leather scabbard by his waist.
Stripped of his rank and honour. Lucky to even be alive.
The former Queen approached him, laying a hand on his shoulder to turn him around. His eyes were red from crying. It was very painful, physically and emotionally, to lose your wings. His face bore no new scars, but his injuries ran deep. Once again, Kitten bit her lip and questioned whether he would simply walk away.
Shadow bent down and kissed her lips, softly and tenderly, his arms holding her close as he pulled her to his chest. Fresh tears sprung from his eyes as he pulled back to reach into a pocket, taking out a long length of ribbon, like her royal white ribbon of Purity, except it was a different colour.
"Red," he whispered, as he draped it around her neck, tying it into a little bow. "For Passion."
He walked with her, hand in hand, down the road that led out of the city. To what end she did not know, but she did know she had made the right choice.
"By the way," he asked as they walked. "What do I call you?"
The former Queen blushed. "My given name is Alyssandra," she said, smiling at him, "but you can call me Alice."
She may not be a Queen, but she still had a devoted Slave...now also a devoted lover.
The End.
My Best Friend The Pin-up
As you are walking up the sidewalk, confident and so sure of yourself, the first thing I notice is how fucking beautiful you are. I let my eyes wander, and my heart skips a beat as I take you in. Everything about you screams sex kitten, from your cherry red lips, to the heels that make your legs look amazing.
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p; We make eye contact through the screen door and I melt. I meet you at the front door with our usual hugs, and as I catch the first wisps of whatever intoxicating perfume you have on, my head is already spinning. I know exactly what I want, but I don't want to come off as too cocky, or over zealous. We talk for a while, feeling each other out, the sexual tension is so thick the air is buzzing. For whatever reason, neither of us seem to want to make the first move. We both know what we want, and we both want the same thing.
Waiting is both agony and bliss, then, its almost as if we had the same thought at the same time, neither of us can wait any longer, and we both lean in. Immediately all of my senses are on hyper drive. Everything about you, from those ruby red lips, to your amazing body, have me trembling with raw desire for you.
I've never been more turned on as my hands find their way to the back of your head, and a gentle tug on your hair exposes the soft, tender flesh of the side of your neck. I take advantage, with slow kisses, and gentle bites, the moans escaping from your smudged red lips only make me want you more. Just before I reach behind to free your breasts, I pull back as if to get the okay from you. You give me a small nod, and bite your bottom lip, and that's all I need.
As my hands find the clasp of your bra, I look up to the door to make sure it's locked, it is. In no time I have you out of your shirt and bra, they are on the other side of the room, and I find that spot on your neck again, as I busy my hands with your amazing tits. The sounds you are making, are driving me crazy as I slowly kiss my way down your chest, until my lips find your left nipple. As I draw it into my mouth, I feel pure unadulterated desire take over, and absolute bliss ensues. I cannot get enough. My mouth and hands work in tandem to bring us both into a frenzy. Every sigh, small moan or "oh fuck" that escapes you only gives me more motivation to make sure you are fully satisfied. I could devour your chest for hours, but I have a few other things in mind.
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