by Cole Denton
“Ready to try it?” she asked, as if she needed to.
I gave her a sultry look and moved to the featherbed on the floor. I removed my dress and felt the breeze of cool air on my pussy as my knees settled on the soft makeshift bed. In typical Madame Kamara fashion, she slapped my ass playfully. She pushed the object into my pussy to collect some moisture and then slowly pushed the hard bulb into my forbidden hole.
“Somehow I was not surprised to find you soaked, my Queen.”
“In my defense, I have been wandering around in your shop looking at objects of sin,” I tried to give my reasons, but really it had started since before I left the castle with Roisin’s mouth.
“Alas, you shall enjoy your gentlemen tonight, so you will not need this object,” she teased as she pulled on the handle.
Madame Kamara fingered my pussy, pinched my clit, and squeezed my breasts as the object plugged my hole. This was divine and I was so very close to coming.
“Do these come any larger?” I asked.
“Yes, indeed. The one I am wearing is the largest size that I have. The one I gave you to try out is the smallest,” she giggled.
“The smallest! I would like to buy one in each size,” I confirmed.
“Would you like to come, my Queen?”
“Hell yes! I simply cannot go all the way to this evening without coming.”
Soon, I felt Madame Kamara’s expert tongue lap at my folds. It was heavenly. As I shuddered my release, Madame Kamara pulled on the handle, giving me the sensation of being fucked.
“Would you like to leave it in until you get back to the castle?”
“Yes, I think I would,” I admitted.
“When you do decide to remove it, make sure you moisten the area if you do not want it to be…uncomfortable,” Madame Kamara warned.
I raised my eyebrow at her.
“You know that I do not mind uncomfortable,” I replied.
“Of course. Notice that I said if. If you did not want it to be uncomfortable.”
Madame Kamara knows me so well. I slowly put my dress back on and checked my hair in the full-length mirror as she did the same. As we walked down the steps to the shop, I could feel my clit swelling with each step that I took. Good God, I could not wait for tonight.
Klyn was leaning on the counter watching my young gentlemen bustle about helping customers and Ruby. He stood up straight when he saw me approach.
“Kamara, you must come by the castle before your next trip. We can have dinner,” I suggested when she smiled.
“Dinner sounds delightful.”
We laughed as I collected two additional plugs for myself and a small size for each of my young men.
“Be good, boys. Do as Madame Kamara asks of you,” I told my young men as Klyn and I walked out of the shop.
“Yes, ma’am,” came from my three gentlemen.
“So, how was whatever it was that you were doing upstairs?” Klyn asked nonchalantly.
I stopped and opened one of the boxes up for him to see. He raised his eyebrow as he gazed at the onyx object.
“That seems like it would be delightful,” he commented and closed the lid on it.
“I got one for each of the boys. They will love them.”
“Michan especially,” Klyn said under his breath.
“Michan? Why Michan? What makes you suggest that?” I asked. I was genuinely interested in Klyn’s knowledge.
“I will not say anything to embarrass the lad, but in his spare time he has been carving something similar out of a post in the stable.”
“What?” I could not help but laugh as I pictured Michan impaling himself in the stable. “He will love this gift for sure.”
“I caught him one afternoon. I had gone into the stable to ensure the leather had been cleaned for the carriage. He had stacked bales of hay up against the horse’s pen on either side near a post. He had his knees resting on the hay on either side of the pen, cock in his hand.”
“Goodness, did he see you? What did he say?”
“He was obviously embarrassed and climbed off the post right away. He begged me not to tell anyone. He feared he would be punished or laughed at by Liam and Ethan.”
“I do enjoy punishing them,” I mused. “But, for as wild as some of my desires are, I would not chastise him for his.” I turned and playfully slapped his arm. “Why did you not tell me?” I pretended to be angry that I had not been privy to see the way my twenty-two-year-old gentleman liked to pleasure himself when I was not around. I visualized it and felt it between my legs.
“I promised him I would not run and notify you.”
“Well, why the hell not run and tell me?” I inquired.
“I remember discovering a young princess doing much of the same, and I did not run to her parents.”
“Fair enough, Klyn. And thank you. My parents would have died of shock.”
We walked around the rest of the festival and made sure we stopped by each cart and shop before we made our way back to the castle. I began my slow routine of getting ready for the pageant this evening. My fingers lazily stroked my hard nipples in the bath. Who would I select tonight? My fingers eventually found my swollen clit and I had to fight the urge to come. I wanted to save it for this evening as I broke in my new gentleman. I removed my sinful object and let it lay at the bottom of my bath just before I got out.
As I dried, I could not help but notice how charged up my body felt. My breasts were swollen and ached, as did my clit and pussy. I thought about calling for one of my young men, but I knew that they were probably getting ready.
They better be getting ready or else my leather crop would tan those asses.
Chapter Three
The foyer was my favorite location in the castle to meet my gentlemen. The natural stone floors accentuated the sound of my heels when I walked. My slow, but purposeful walk echoed in the stillness of the foyer.
My three handsome young men waited side by side for me. I walked in front of them and randomly ran my hands along their chests and abdomens. All three were very fit and muscular. As my hand grazed over Michan’s backside, I imagined him in the stable. I squeezed his firm ass before giving it a playful smack. I remained behind him until I heard what I had expected to hear.
“Thank you, my Queen,” Michan said quietly.
“You are welcome, my sweet one,” I sighed.
I walked back around to the front and faced them once again.
“Gentlemen, you look very handsome. When we return tonight, we will have another with us. I expect each of you to welcome him and be kind. Each of you were once new, so you understand the kind of uncertainty and apprehension that he will have. Ugliness, jealousy, and anger will not be tolerated.” I looked each of them in the eyes, “Is that understood?”
“Yes, my Queen,” the three chanted in unison.
My three gentlemen accompanied me in the carriage to Town Square for the pageant and on the way we discussed the new inductee. I had seen the final list during the last few weeks as to which young men were entering the pageant. Each of them had something to offer, and all were from a unique background. There were a total of five entrants. Neil and Kasey were from well to do families, while Thomas and Gabriel were from families that were neither wealthy or poor. Sean recently moved here with his father from the war-torn coastal town of Stonebridge.
“Are you leaning toward one guy over another, Queen?” Michan asked.
“Yes, tell us, my Queen,” Liam added.
“Are you selecting one of the rich boys?” Ethan asked.
I sensed that each of them were concerned, though they had no reason to be. They should know that each of them had a special place in my heart, though I know that I was not the best at telling them things like that. I hoped some of my actions showed through. Eventually. I listened to the young men ramble on about the candidates that waited for us in Town Square.
“That tall guy is a workhorse. I saw him moving hay in town yesterday,” Ethan sai
d as I pictured Thomas’ muscular body doing manual labor.
I knew Ethan had been speaking of Thomas because only Thomas and Gabriel worked to help support their family. And Thomas was taller than Gabriel.
“Now, now, there is nothing wrong with manual labor and hard work. Each of you do your fair share of hard work at the stable,” I declared over their chatter.
“Are you picking one of the rich boys, Queen?” Michan asked, mimicking Ethan’s question from earlier.
“Neil and Kasey are both polite young men,” I answered their question with that comment.
“Which of them has the bigger dick?” Liam asked as the three of them laughed and carried on.
Thomas clearly did. I recalled my visits to each of the boys’ homes. I spoke to each of their parents and had seen each of the young men naked during an exam by a doctor. I only wanted a healthy young man. Thomas had a cock on him that I felt could keep me occupied for days.
I never shared my intent with anyone before my selection, but I had every intention on Thomas joining us in the carriage on the way home. The carriage pulled up to the drop off area and I exited first with my young men following behind me. Klyn fell into step beside me and strolled with me to the elevated platform. Liam, Michan, and Ethan all took their places on the platform just to the left of my throne.
“Well, the time has drawn near, Queen,” Klyn murmured so that only I could hear him. “Please, fill me in on which of these lads you will be taking to your private quarters this evening.”
“Now, Klyn, what fun would it be if I told you early?”
“Oh, it would be a lot of fun. That way I can begin devising my nickname for him.”
I tilted my head back and laughed at Klyn’s honesty. He had a nickname for each of my young gentlemen. We slowed our walk until we stopped and faced the platform where the men waited.
“Ah, I am glad to see Sean showed up,” Klyn announced.
I was confused.
“Why? He knew tonight was the pageant and selection,” I reminded Klyn. “If he no longer wanted to be up for selection, then he could have removed himself from the list of candidates.”
“Queen—” Klyn attempted to gain my attention, but I continued to voice my sudden annoyance.
“Do not interrupt me, Klyn! Does he not know that young men begin putting in their interest the moment they turn seventeen? Does he not understand how fortunate he is to be one of the five finalists? Does he—”
“Queen Octavia,” Klyn said firmly and I turned to look at him. “His father died three weeks ago. Do you not recall?”
I was taken aback and turned to look at the young man as he stood on the platform.
“No, I…I do not recall this,” I whispered to hide my embarrassment. “How did I not know this?”
“Queen, you will recall that I had gone into town for a day to assist the lad with the incineration.” I stared at Klyn. “He had been alone. The priest,” Klyn paused and looked over his shoulder to ensure no one heard us. “The priest would not give his father last rites at the apothecary; therefore, he would not be permitted in the cemetery.”
“Klyn, I…I do not understand. Why?” I turned to look at Sean again. “Why would his father not be given final rites?”
“Rumors,” Klyn shook his head.
“What kind of rumors?” I questioned.
“There were some rumors in town that Sean and his father moved here to escape their past in Stonebridge.”
I laughed and shook my head.
“Klyn, you know as well as I do that Stonebridge became nothing more than a town on the coast that provided supplies to thugs. Barbarians flocked to the town. I spoke to his father months ago about Sean. His father seemed like a caring parent who wanted to bring his only child out of hell.”
“I am not siding with how the situation had been handled. Nor do I support or believe the rumors.”
“Why did you not tell me? I would have spoken to the priest—”
“Queen, contrary to what you think right now, that would not have looked the best. Queen Octavia Darick defending someone who had been rumored as a murderer.”
“I do not believe those rumors!”
“Nor do I, Queen,” Klyn said through gritted teeth. “At any rate, I had checked up on Sean last week. Obviously, he mourned his father’s death. I was not certain if he would show up tonight.”
I glanced at Thomas and then to Sean.
“So, who will it be, Queen?” Klyn asked me as we continued our walk to the platform stairs. “All five of them are striking young men. All would make you happy and complement your collection.”
I turned and cocked my head to the side and glared at Klyn.
“You make it sound so dirty, Klyn,” I smirked. “You make it sound like nothing more than self-gratification.
“Well, my Queen, is it something else?” Klyn raised his eyebrow at me.
“You are lucky I adore you, Klyn,” I whispered and began to walk onto the platform as his deep laughed bellowed behind me.
“As are you, my Queen,” he replied to my back, causing me to smile at his banter.
I roamed around each of the five shirtless candidates with my leather crop in my hand. I slapped each of them with the crop at various places on their bodies; chest, under their chins, their crotches and asses. When I was face to face with each of them, I thanked them for entering my pageant this year.
Though my body ached to feel Thomas’ thick, bulging cock deep in my ass I could not help but wonder what would become of Sean. He was the youngest of the candidates, and clearly had nowhere to turn to. Briefly I worried he would become a victim of violence fueled by rumors. Rumors that plagued his father would follow Sean. While I would have stern words for anyone who disturbed Sean, I could not have that on my conscience. Especially when I could save him.
I sauntered away from Thomas and stood in front of Sean. His vibrant green eyes shined even in the flames of the torch lit platform. His hairless chest heaved and I pressed my finger on his chest between his well-developed chest muscles and stared deep into his eyes.
“Sean, I select you. Will you join me at the Darick Castle?” I requested.
“Yes, my Queen,” his voice rasped. “Yes, of course, I will. Thank you,” Sean beamed and showed his brilliant smile.
I clasped my hand on his bare shoulder and urged him to step forward with me. I stopped at the center of the stage and walked away from Sean as the applause and congratulatory comments rang out from the crowd. My statement to the crowd had been made. No one would ever bother my Sean.
When I turned to face Sean, the other four candidates had surrounded him and were congratulating him and then they moved from the platform. Once the candidates left, Liam, Michan, and Ethan welcomed Sean.
Such a dashing group of young men I had. And I could not wait to get back to the castle with them. Liam, Michan, and Ethan genuinely seemed pleased with my choice, which pleased me. I walked alongside Klyn on the way to the carriage as my gentlemen strolled behind us. I stood to the side of the carriage as the young men climbed in.
“Do not say that I have a heart, Klyn. Do not,” I warned while wearing a huge grin.
“But, I do believe that you have one,” Klyn murmured and I took hold of his hand for balance as I stepped on the carriage step.
“I know,” I turned to face Klyn. “I know I do, but I just said for you not to say it.” I winked at Klyn and sat down beside my new gentleman.
Klyn shook his head and shut the carriage door, “I will see you back at the castle.”
As our carriage took off, I handled the introductions.
“Sean, these are your new brothers, so to speak. This is Liam, Michan, and Ethan,’ I introduced. They all exchanged nods or shook hands and then I looked at the three sitting across from me. “Gentlemen, tell Sean how old each of you are and if you have a hobby.”
“I am twenty-two, I was born here in Drishane. My mum and dad own the botanical shop in town. I like t
o read mysteries and I assist Sir Klyn with carriage preparations for travel,” Liam said.
I knew that Liam had taken a liking to reading and Klyn often let him borrow a book. Liam had taken great care of the books he borrowed from Klyn. Often, I could hear the two perfectly from my balcony discussing a book that Liam had just finished.
“I am twenty-one years old. I was born in Lockport, but soon after that, my mum moved with me to Drishane. She moved back to Lockport after the Queen selected me. I am a stable hand when the Queen does not require me,” Michan stated.
My mind flashed to Klyn’s revelation that Michan enjoys carving wood pieces in the stable that he uses for insertion. I would have to try and catch my naughty little Michan pleasuring himself in the stable.
“I am twenty-two and was born here in Drishane. I have two older brothers and two older sisters. I am glad you are younger than me, Sean. Now I am not the youngest anymore.” The boys all laughed along with Ethan. “My mum and pop run the supply shop at the edge of town and my siblings help them. When the Queen does not require me, I help with the stable too,” Ethan added.
I was proud of my boys for their polite introductions. I turned and looked at Sean to see if he would introduce himself some.
“I am nineteen years. I was born in Stonebridge. I do not have a mum or pop anymore. My mum died when I was twelve…and my pop died a few weeks ago. I do not have any hobbies. But,” he cleared his throat, “But I am more than willing to work hard wherever I am needed. That is, whenever the Queen does not need me,” Sean insisted.
It had not escaped my notice that Liam and Michan both sat up straighter at the mere mention of Stonebridge. I would inquire with them at a later time, but soon, to find out what they each knew about Stonebridge. But right now, I had more urgent matters at hand; and an aching body that needed attention from her gentlemen.
“When we get to the castle, Sean you will go with the boys. They will show you where you will sleep and your washroom. Then, the four of you will arrive together in my room. I am eager for your attention,” I explained.
