THE KING’S CONCUBINE

THE KING’S CONCUBINE

 

She had no OFFICIAL titles, but she had unofficial ones. They called her the queen of whores,

the mistress of pleasure, the kings greatest weapon, and the most depraved slut in the kingdom.

She was the subject of jealousy and desire for so many reasons. And now she was his to do with

as he pleased, and he had a decision to make. In fact, he’d come here to do that very thing. He’d

considered hugging her. After all, he hadn’t really been able to while his Father was alive, but

now… Something Motherly seemed in order. At least, until he saw her...

She laid spread out on his bed, so gorgeous that calling her anything less than a goddess just

seemed petty. Her waist length hair spread out beneath her, her pose was lazy, delicate, and oddly

sexual. Her breasts were as large as breasts could be while still being ‘perfect’, and she covered

her areola and her pussy just barely with concubine clothing designed to show off her incredible

looks. She looked at him with eyes so intensely sexual they could undo kings and empires, and

her former “employer”, his father, had used them to do exactly that from time to time.

“Well Son?”, she said with a sexy little purr that hardened him almost immediately. “Your Father

has passed, without ever officially making me Queen, and so now you, my King, have inherited

me as the leader of your concubines, and your personal whore.”

 

“So now you have a choice my King. You could could acknowledge who I am publicly, grant me

titles, and finally tell the world which of the King’s concubines is your Mother, or… If I may make

an alternate suggestion?”.

And as he nodded, she turned, and crawled towards him with animalistic grace, a flicked thumb

here, a rolled shoulder there, and soon her elaborate outfit was simply gone, and her naked

breasts pressed so firmly into him that they forced his cock into the impossibly soft skin of her

cleavage and made him moan out loud. Then, looking up at him, there was a tense moment in

which he fully expected her to ask him to make her a queen… but she had other ideas.

“I did not come to this profession by accident my King, and it occurs to me that if you did not

acknowledge me, that you could keep me in my current position, and none would be the wiser…”

At first he didn’t understand, but she began to give him a slow tit fuck, and he could tell her lust

was real as she moaned, and told him her idea, pleading with him to accept it as she gently ran 

his cock up and down her cleavage line..

“Think about it Son. You would be King and I your highest ranking concubine! There would be

nothing that you could not do, or order, that anyone would question”, she said with a moan. “You

could call me into the throne room and command me, your own Mother, to suck your cock while

you talked politics in a room full of lords, and none would question it! You could cum in my mouth

and order  me to swallow it while your Men looked on!” Her panting was actually exceeding my

own. She was giving me the most amazing tit-fuck of my life, and my life had been one of sexual

luxuries most could never dream of. And the very idea of what she was describing was getting

her closer, and faster! She was a creature of intense lust, and she had skill sets to match.

 

“Oh baby, you could FUCK me. Imagine doing what you’ve been doing with your eyes for all

these years! ACTUALLY fucking your Mother, but in public, in full view of anyone you wished to

see! And they would never know how depraved, and fucking hot it all was! And that doesn’t even

touch on the more interesting ways your father used me,” and her tone changed with the

promise of that last sentence. She seemed to remember that she was in a seduction, and tried

to control her own lust long enough to finish her proposal.

“Yours to command my King...”, she said with a lusty smile and a toss of her hair. And the King,

her Son (secretly), was perilously close to cumming under her expert care. My god, if this was

how skilled she was when she was distracted, just imagine… 

 

“That doesn’t merely mean yours to use, my King, but also, SO much more! Imagine if, when I

was done swallowing your cum, you asked the Duke if he would like to use my mouth next?”

Then after a pause and a wicked smile, “No? Not dirty enough?”, she teased. “Then imagine

rewarding your most loyal guards, by calling them into this chamber, and offering me to them.

Think about that Son. Ordering your own Mother to be a gang-bang whore for a group of common 

soldiers while you watched. Would they form a line, or just gang up on me all at once?

Remember I have no titles, so there wouldn’t be any protocol… Can you picture the things they

would say to your Mommy as they group-fucked her like the whore she was?!?”

And then the king was cumming, and cumming, and cumming. Hot splash after hot splash

washed across his mother face, and her hair, and her tits, and her mouth, and it ran down in her

buckets and rivers, as over a decade of pent up desire poured out of him and onto his Mom. And

while he did, she mentioned things about rewarding his best horse, or his hunting dogs, or his

friends, or his enemies… She was full to the brim with ideas about how he could use and defile

his own Mother, and she loved them like she loved the load he’d covered her in.

She sat back on her knees, covered in his cum and panting, and he could swear that somehow,

without even touching herself, she’d orgasmed… In response to her request as to how he should

proceed, he said that he would take her proposal under consideration. But that, should the worst

happen, he would need a few key advisers, at least, to know that she was his Mother. She

seemed disappointed at first, but then he added, “So report to the council chambers in a few

hours Mom, and wear something appropriate. I want those men, at least, to know exactly who

you are… before I give them permission to fuck you like the whore are, in front of me.

And though he couldn’t be sure, as he closed the door behind him and he heard her cry out… he

was almost certain that, somehow, she came again...

 

 

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