The New Queen's Wedding Night

[SoftGameHunter]

Teaser: Newly married Queen Evangelia takes her solemn, religious duties very seriously, and the young king has some serious blue-balls so far. But once all is right with God, what of the newlyweds?
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Title: The New Queen's Wedding Night
Author: SoftGameHunter

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Warning: A major character engages in unironic religious faith.
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Evangelia lay under her lord and king, taking his thrusts into her with quiet resolve. It was early, still, with time for revelry and joy between the pair. They were mated for life, after all. The demands of two kingdoms loomed large for both. So she took him into her as was expected, and it was not bad. She hadn’t known what to expect. She had expected the worst. Pain, which she did receive a few minutes ago, but Edward had been gentle as she insisted. He was holding back, she knew. At her insistence.

His lustful looks frightened her. They always had. For a marriage arranged twelve years earlier, it was not a bad fit. She respected him and liked him. And he treated her well. But he was a man, and men had their beastly side, even newly crowned young kings. Sex made her nervous. It had, in fact, frightened her half to death. Now she was finding it not bad at all, but still she needed his embrace to be gentle and loving. Lust was out of the picture as much as possible.

His pace quickened, and Evangelia gasped a bit. “Easy, my love,” she said, trying to calm his fury. “This is the holiest act we do this night.” He said nothing but she sensed it. His frustration with her. She didn’t understand, not really. But she grasped the logic. Sex was something men went mad for, and this good man, a young man, king of his people, was held in check by his new bride. She felt the good rubbing, down there. She tried to put it out of her mind. There was no denying sex felt vastly better than she’d ever believed.

Once, a few years ago, in a moment alone, he had shared his lustful ideas with her, describing escapades she couldn’t comprehend. She found the concepts horrific, and she had forbade him from ever talking of such degradations.

She felt it as she heard it. Warmth down there, and an end to her new husband’s heavier breathing. His thrusting stopped. She found she missed it, and felt empty. That was good, she decided. Better that she actually took some joy in the act.

“Thank you, my lord,” she said quietly in the dark bed.

“For that?” he asked.

“For respecting my wishes.”

“Yes. Well, you are my love.” He was holding back. She knew his love was real, but that didn’t mean it was not strained.

“I take my duties very seriously,” she began. “I’ve known I would be queen since I was six, though I did not realize it would start on my wedding day.”

“Father’s death last year surprised everyone,” Edward replied.

“But, you see, I was taught early that my virginity and chastity were a gift to God. I wouldn’t, I couldn’t let you touch me before tonight. I couldn’t enter this holiest of unions and curse our coupling by giving all to you before I gave to the Lord. I could only give Him my virginity intact even at my wedding. And I could not remove my chastity in any act befouled by lusty, flesh-oriented actions. Do you understand me, Edward? I could not be a good queen to you if I entered our bedchamber dirtied, or allowed a dirty act to be my last gift to God.”

“I do understand, my dear,” he said. His fingers slid over her thigh and she did not stop them.

“But I also learned a long time ago that a queen by marriage must give all to her king. You rule by divine right, so what I give to you after the consummation of our vows is still a gift to God. My last ever direct gift to our lord in heaven was the gentle and holy removal of my virginity, in darkness and mutual reverence. And that is done now.”

“So, what are you saying?”

“I’m saying, Edward, that our duty in this matter is now ended. I’ve kept you at a distance and denied your lust. But with consummation, you are now my lord above all, and my soul and mind, and body, are now all for you and your wishes, whatever they may be.”

She paused to put a lifetime of taboos and inhibitions aside. “My duty was to be pure, and now I’ve done it. My duty now is to make you happy, and will remain so for the rest of my life. You have a typical man’s view of sex, with all its debauchery and lust and perversions, and now I invite you to spend the rest of our lives putting me through my paces. Never again should you be gentle with me in bed, nor on any other furnishings upon which you choose to fuck me. My body is now your plaything, and I accept every sex act you do on me with joy and gratitude. If you have a desire to use me with chains and whips and concubines and chocolate sauce and feathery appendages, you must feel completely free to do so.

“I, however, will make no demands, as it is my sole job to be your sex slave in all matters. Take me in all holes if you wish, share me with your friends, smear me with butterscotch pudding and ravish me at all hours with midgets spanking my butt. And do it all knowing I’ll respond only with love and, hopefully, and equal measure of lust. Now, that thrusting you were doing against my clit earlier, can you triple it, please? I’m so horny I could pass out.”

“I think this marriage will work,” Edward said as he re-lit the lamps and clapped his hands for the servants. “Ready the secret suite,” he ordered. “The queen doesn’t have to be convinced after all.” He turned to her, tearing her nightgown away. “Come, you little slut, I’ve got it all worked out. Crawl, bitch. Crawl.”

[VictimEyes]

LET THE GAMES BEGIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh, ...wait .......I think she meant "Yes, my king and sovereign master...." (........as she slowly and seductively fell to her hands and knees)

- a fun read.