Dangerous Queen

Dangerous Queen

Jeanette loved the feel of the cool gold links swaying over her skin with every step she took. As she made her way towards the council hall for the war council, she looked down at the sexy top she was wearing. Her 'shirt', if it could be called that, consisted only of gold chains which draped over her skin. The thinly wrought metal links started out as a small necklace, and got progressively larger and larger as they proceeded down her body. The gold hung low enough to cover her large bust, but occasionally as she moved they would shift out of place, allowing a nipple to slip through. The feeling of the hard metal pressing around her exposed nip sent a shiver through her, as did the exhibitionist thrill she got from being partially exposed in public.

The chains ended just below her breasts, leaving her navel bare except for a gold belly-chain interspersed with rubies. The rest of her outfit was modest in comparison, with a long velvet skirt that reached all the way to her floor. Beneath that she only wore a garter belt, stockings, and heeled shoes. Her husband, the Orc King Turogg, liked to dress her scantily and after weeks travelling in full riding clothes she realized that it was actually hard for her to be comfortable wearing so much.

Today's meeting was to discuss more concretely how to proceed from here. Her Chancellor, Trodott had received word on Hesten intentions from a source in Braden that would help them determine the best course of action. When Jeanette entered the room, she could feel the appreciative looks from the members of her war council, even from Katerei, the mercenary woman from Thesta. The other woman was gazing hungrily at the chains draped over Jeanette's chest. I wouldn't have thought her to be interested in other women, especially not as close to Gorath as she is.

"Good morning Katerei, gentlemen. Thank you for gathering today." Jeanette smoothed her long skirt beneath her as she sat at the head of the table. The chains swayed forward as she bent over, briefly exposing her breasts to those at her sides, before swinging back in place as she took her seat. Trodott was seated to her right, a large stack of papers arrayed before him. To her left was Vrenchak Captain of her Guard, and next to him was Forath, the Guild Master of the Masons and Miners. Kat and Gorath sat on the other side, next to Trodott. "Chancellor Trodott, please summarize where we stand today."

"Gladly Your Highness. King Turogg is still camped outside the Lyskean Pass. Local supplies are running low, but the food we purchased from Thesta and Sandora will keep them fed. So far we've been spending about thirty thousand marks a month to supply the army, build new weapons, fortify the city, and pay our troops. As you know, our monthly income averages thirty-five thousand marks, so we are still ahead. Our treasury was full at the start of the war, so we have the financial resources to maintain the war effort through the winter when our income drops off."

Kat looked at Gorath with some annoyance as the orc seemed bored with Trodott's economic figures for the Kingdom. Finally, when his report was done, Jeanette signaled Trodott to continue with the intelligence reports. "Our scouts report that The Dukes of Swetford and Haverset have marched towards the Boronian County. I've also received reports that they are calling the rest of their levies to reinforce them."

The two Dukes had risen in rebellion in favor of the Kingdom of Heste. They were not fond of their Orc King, and wanted to return the Kingdom to human control. She had defeated them in a small skirmish a week past, but the bulk of their forces were still intact.

Jeanette sighed, and nodded grimly. "To be expected, but discouraging nonetheless. Has their recruiting been successful?"

"Our sources say it has. The Duke of Haverset sent enough people back to the Duchies who witnessed the battle first hand. Forgive me, Your Highness, but to everyone there it appeared as if you cut down the woman unprovoked. It is making the stories of your madness more believable."

Jeanette clenched her jaw for a moment. "I would have hoped for a little more loyalty. For all the good I've done them and the realm, they are still quick to believe the worst of me."

There was a pregnant pause, and a slightly uncomfortable silence; rumors had been flying around the city that the Queen had worked in a brothel before her coronation. The tales were lurid enough, and coupled with the Queen's attire and behavior made people want to believe it was true. Of course, they actually were true but no one had any proof of that. Finally, Trodott broke the silence. "They are commoners, Your Highness. They do not understand such things, are trust what their nobles tell them. Do not take it personally."

Jeanette sighed and shrugged. "It doesn't matter. After Swetford and Haverset are subdued, we will make them understand that they have been tricked and duped. There won't be any reprisals against those who have been unwittingly pulled into this conflict."

"Very good, Your Highness. Our source in Heste-"

"One moment, Chancellor. Before we discuss that, I wish to hear from Master Forath. How are the repairs and fortifications to the city coming?"

Forath looked up from Jeanette's chest suddenly as he was called upon. "Er, quite well Your Highness. The North and East walls have been strengthened, as have all the gates. The West Wall should be finished by the end of the month. Three new towers have been completed, and the other three should be finished in two months time. The harbor side on the south is still largely undefended, but as you know, Your Highness, neither Heste nor the rebels have enough ships to seriously challenge us there."

"Excellent. Thank you Master Forath. Now Chancellor, please continue."

Trodott glanced briefly at the piece of paper before speaking. "Our sources tell us that King Connor has spread his army throughout the Duchy. His short term goal is to consolidate power and take all the remaining castles and cities that are still holding out. He has retained approximately ten thousand soldiers at Castle Wareg, but all the rest as dispersed to smaller holdings or chasing the remnants of the army that were scattered after the battle at the Pass. He has only kept a skeleton force to occupy the Pass, but it is enough to stop a frontal assault."

"Do we know how many survivors there were? How many troops loyal to us are still in the field?"

"I'm afraid we do not have that information available, Your Highness. The orcs split in a hundred different directions after the battle, and have been operating as independent raiding parties ever since. However, we have heard that while the battle was a loss, it was not a route. The bulk of the army survived, but the lack of leadership and cohesion has prevented it from being a real threat."

"I see." Jeanette pursed her lips thoughtfully. "Captain Vrenchak, Gorath, how many soldiers do we have in the city?"

"There are a thousand guardsmen in the city, Your Highness. Plus your personal guard."

"We also have near five hundred of my men, Your Highness." Gorath chimed in.

"We cannot pull the guardsmen out, not with a rebellion behind the lines. I have an idea, but I am not sure if we have the men to pull it off." Jeanette rose from her seat and moved to the side of the table, where she bent over to examine the map. She could feel their eyes on her body again as the chains shifted about, but there wasn't time for that. "Please pay attention. I propose that we take Gorath's company and my own personal guard and sail around the Lyskean Mountains and liberate the town of Tranor on the coast. From there, we start ambushing the small forces scattered throughout Braden besieging the castle and towns, while rallying the survivors of the battle. If we can draw them all back under arms quickly enough, we should be able to defeat most of the Hesten army while it is scattered, and ambush the force in the Pass to allow our forces there to march through."

Katerei whistled softly as Gorath, Trodott, and Vrenchak leaned forward to look closer at the map. "That is a bold plan, Your Highness." Trodott said carefully.

Vrenchak's rough voice cut in. "The difficulty will be getting the word out for all the raiding parties to rally."

"And doing it quickly enough before Connor's force at Wareg can march on us."

"But can it be done?" Jeanette asked.

"It's possible, but risky."

"There may be a way to mitigate that risk Your Highness." Trodott pulled out another piece of paper. "Haverset and Swetford have written to King Connor to propose that he attack Zentara after Turogg's forces have been pulled away to confront him. If we do that, we can draw the Hesten Force into Zentara and then attack and close the Pass behind them."

Vrenchak shook his head. "That would leave Turogg trapped between the rebels and Heste, and leave the capital wide open to attack."

Jeanette considered it for a moment. "I agree with Vrenchak, it's too risky. But we cannot leave the Boronian County undefended. We will have to play into their hands and have Turogg move to confront them. He won't need his whole force though. He can leave fifteen thousand men, with all the campfires burning to make them seem at full force. Then the remainder can join us in attacking the Pass when we are ready."

"Heh, you're a brave on Your Highness! I'm impressed! I'm glad to have you alongside the Riders!" Gorath pounded his fist on the table, and was soon joined by the rest."

"Thank you, it's kind of you to say. Alright everyone, let's break. Trodott, go and make the necessary preparations. Gorath get your troops ready. Master Forath, please let the Shipping Guild know that I will need to rent some of their vessels. We will meet again tomorrow to discuss how things are going."

The members of the war council rose from their seats. Kat pressed in close to Gorath, whispering in his ear before moving off. The large orc lingered in the meeting room with Jeanette after all the others had gone.

"Yes Gorath, is there something else?"

Gorath approached Jeanette with a wide grin on his face. "I just wanted to let you know how pleased Kat and I are to be working for you. It was getting boring sitting on the Thestan frontier. There's not much action there these days. But here, things are looking much better here, and there promises to be plenty of action."

Jeanette's heart started beating faster as the large, muscular orc stood in front of her. She could feel the links of her chain shirt stroking her nipple with each heavy breath she took. A shiver ran down her spine as she felt his eyes on her bust, knowing he was able to her nipple. His heat radiated against her, and sent a hot flush through her body. "There will indeed be that, Gorath. You have my promise, there will be plenty of action for everyone."

"Kat really likes you, you know. Such a strong, decisive leader. Like the Princess-Knight, except...well, Amelie is very rigid. Strict, controlling. Kat is a little too wild the Princess-Knight. But you...you like to have a little fun, don't you Your Highness? You can appreciate being a little wild?"

"Yes..." Jeanette hissed softly as they stood so close, but all the talk of Katerei made her feel slightly guilty for teasing Gorath, and embarrassed for having been caught peeping on them. "But I don't think Kat would appreciate things getting too wild."

Gorath leaned in even closer and inhaled the scent of her hair. "Don't be too sure of that, Your Highness. She told me you watched us fucking." Jeanette gasped softly, and Gorath continued. "She knows how hard it can be, having your lover gone for so long. Especially when your lover is an orc. We're just not the same as human men, are we? When a woman's been with an orc, she gets a need."

Jeanette gulped as her breasts began to push into the orc's muscular body as he pressed even closer to her. It was true, and she knew it. She had used her fingers on the trip, but even with the extenuating circumstanced it wasn't the same. It didn't help that since being back, she hadn't had the time or energy to call upon Grahk either, leaving her body feeling empty, but burning with need. "S-she told you?"

"It's alright, she didn't mind. Neither do I. She likes you, and said that if we were both agreeable...well, there's no reason we shouldn't enjoy some of this time together. So what do you say, Your Highness? Shall we enjoy some time together?" Gorath flicked out his tongue and stroked along the side of Jeanette's ear as he wrapped his arms around her and cupped her ass, lifting and squeezing it while he pulled her against him.

"Mmm!" Jeanette moaned hotly and pushed her ass into his large, strong hands. The chains spread around her tits as they pressed close together, framing the mounds as the spilled free of the metal links. "Yes, let's do it! I need you to fuck me Gorath!" Jeanette pushed one hand between his legs and ran it up his thigh until she found his thick cock. A tremor ran down her spine as she wrapped her fingers around the inhuman dick and gave it a squeeze.

"Yes Your Highness!" Gorath grinned enthusiastically, moving one hand from her ass to her tit, squeezing the expose flesh and bringing it to his mouth to suckle. His tusks poked into her boob, and she cried out as he flicked the hard nipple with his tongue. "You're a tease, Queen Jeanette, I've wanted to do that ever since I you came parading through here ready to spill out!"

"Ah, well now's your chance, don't waste a second of it! Mmm!" Jeanette ran her slender fingers up and down the length of the cock, stroking it eagerly as it swelled to its full extend. Gorath scooped her up in his broad, thick arms and began carrying her off to the Queen's chambers.

When they arrived, Gorath quickly dropped her on the bed, causing her chains to slap against her chest as her breasts bounced about. The orc then grabbed the skirt and ripped it violently down, yanking it off the Queen's body and leaving her pussy exposed. Gorath climbed between those long, firm legs after pushing them apart and pressed his fingers into her cunt. "So wet already my Queen, you must really need this eh?"

"Oh fuck you have no idea Gor, put it in me already!" Jeanette moaned and arched her back as she felt those rough, thick digits press into her wet sex. Her pussy burned, desperately needing relief after so long being denied. The orc mercenary climbed deeper into the bed and freed his cock. He slapped the thick log down roughly on her mons, and then began rolling and rubbing it all over the wet, swollen labia. He stroked it back and forth, before pulling his hips back to line up the slanted tip with her opening. "W-wait, wait! Not there...not in my pussy. I need you to put it in my ass!"

Gorath was surprised by the request, but he obviously wasn't going to argue. He had dreamed of fucking Kat's ass, but she always denied him. Yet here was the Queen of Zentara not only allowing it, but demanding it! Gorath lifted up Jeanette's legs, his hands sliding along the silk stockings. He pushed them up over Jeanette's body, so the Queen's head was between her calves. He idly stroked her ankle as he shimmied against her, pressing his mammoth bulging cock against her pert ass cheeks.

Jeanette sighed and reached beneath her legs to pull her ass cheeks apart and expose her rosebud to the orc. Gorath pressed the slanted tip, slick with the juices of Jeanette's pussy, against the little star and started to push himself in.

"Ah...aaaah yess that's it Gor, put it in my ass! Only the King can fuck my pussy, but you can ravish my ass all you want! Mmm!" Jeanette moaned hotly as she squeezed herself around the cock, and then back to roll on her back, rocking up and down against it as she lay beneath him on the bed.

Gorath slammed his hips forward, pushing himself as far inside the Queen as he could go. His hands gripped and kneaded her ass, squishing it beneath his fingers. It wasn't as muscular as Kat's, but it was still nice and firm, and so fucking tight around his cock! The large orc began to work his hips, pumping in and out of the human Queen.

Jeanette gasped out loud as Gorath began to move, and moaned hotly for his shaft as it rubbed the inner walls of her ass. The thick pressure of his invading member pushed and slid against the most sensitive, pleasurable parts of her sex through the membrane of her body. As Gorath's cock pushed to the deepest point inside her, she pinched her cheeks together and rocked her hips to stir the cock against her passage.

"You've got a great ass Your Highness. Fuck it's better than I imagined! It's so tight! Nnng!" Gorath started to slam his hips forward faster. With each thrust his pelvis clapped against Jeanette's backside as his thick cock slammed through her walls, the bulging ridges gliding over her insides, which hugged every inch firmly.

Jeanette shuddered and moved her hand between her legs to rub her aching clit. She yelped in surprise as Gorath snatched her hand away, quickly replacing it with his own.

"There's no need for that, Your Highness. I'll take care of your needs; no woman will pleasure herself when I'm with her!" Gorath squeezed Jeanette's clit between his fingers, making her squeal. He then thrust two fingers into her slit, pumping them in and out. The orc groaned in satisfaction as he felt his knuckles running alongside his cock through her body as he plunged in and out of her. With two fingers inside Jeanette's hot wet puss, he pressed his thumb down on her clit and rubbed it furiously.

Feeling Gorath's fingers sliding inside her sensitive pussy made her cry out in ecstasy. She clenched her core, clamping down around his cock and fingers again. Jeanette rolled her head back on the pillow as she cried out in pleasure, bucking her hips faster now as she thrust herself into Gorath's fingers an cock.

The orc stood a little higher on the bed, lifting Jeanette's hips up over her head as he plowed down into her. He continued to finger her cunt as he reached with his other hand to squeeze her tit, firmly mashing the pillowy flesh in his strong grip.

As Gorath's fingers groped over her tit and rubbed her hard nipple, and as his thumb clamped down on her clit she convulsed beneath the orc as her orgasm swept over her. The explosive climax made Jeanette clamp down around the cock, squeezing it with all her might as waves of pleasure coursed through her. Despite the vice-like grip around his cock, Gorath ripped his dick free of her tight ass, and with a strangled cry his throbbing shaft began to spew his load, raining his thick jizz down onto Jeanette's belly, her exposed tits, and the gold chains still spread above and below them.

Jeanette panted for breath as the thick load of cum cooled on her skin. Above her, Gorath paused, chest heaving as he recovered from the climax as well. His grip on her breast loosened, and finally he released it, and he lowered her hips back to the bed. After a moment, his eyes widened as Jeanette sat up and wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock. He groaned softly as she stroked his shaft, jerking it gently as she brought her lips to the slanted tip of his cock.

"Mmmm..." Jeanette moaned softly as she lapped at Gorath's cock. She nuzzled her lips against the tip and swirled her tongue over the slant, rubbing it all over as her hot breath washed against it.

"Oh, my Queen...Jeanette!" Gorath groaned, shocked at the Queen's lewd behavior. Fucking her ass was more than he could have hoped for, and now she was sucking it after! She was definitely going to be a lot of fun for him and Kat. He started forward again, guiding Jeanette back down to the bed. He straddled her hips, and then moved his cock to her body. He grinned and smeared the cum on Jeanette's body over his shaft, and then slid it up between the Queen's breasts.

"That's it Gorath, come and fuck my tits. But let me taste your cock again, it's been so long since I had a nice, thick orc dick in my mouth!" Jeanette purred sexily as the cock slide up between her breasts and the tip probed her lips. She wrapped them around it, sucking the slanted head greedily. The bitter taste of her ass spread through her mouth as she bobbed her head, feeding it more of it inside her.

"Heh, that's not just my cock you're tasting. You're a dirty little Queen aren't you, sucking your ass off my cock?" Gorath pushed his cock higher, shoving more of his meat into her mouth. He started to buck his hips quickly as he thrust between her breasts. Gripping one on each hand, he jerked the length of his shaft as he pumped up and down.

"Mmmphhh!" Jeanette moaned around the cock, rolling her face down the cock as her lips stroked the loose skin of his cock. Her tongue wiped back and forth along the underside, twirling against it as she rubbed it all over the inside of her mouth. She sucked it harder, faster, cleaning it with her mouth as it swelled to full hardness again.

"A dirty little Queen like you needs to be punished. Maybe all those rumors are right after all!" Gorath grinned wickedly and gathered up some of the metal chains and pinched them between his fingers. He then started whipping Jeanette's breasts with the metal links, smacking her titflesh and attacking her nipples. "Push your breasts together around my cock while I punish you, Your Highness!"

Jeanette's heart leapt at the accusation, but she still pushed her tits around the cock and started jerking them rapidly around the thick girth. She panted and moaned, nostrils flaring as she sucked on his shaft furiously. The tip poked and pressed against the back of her throat as she lifted her face into his dick. Jeanette squealed softly as she felt the little gold link slapping her breasts. They weren't heavy enough to really hurt, but when they collided with her sensitive nipples she couldn't help but jerk and quiver as they sent shockwaves through her.

The feeling of Jeanette's tongue on his already hyper-sensitive cockhead quickly brought Gorath to the edge of climax again. His heavy balls dragged over the Queen's stomach as he squeezed her sides with his legs and thrust quickly between her breasts. As she squished her tits around his cock and sucked her cheeks in around his cock he lost control, and soon he was spurting his sticky seed again, this time flooding the Queen's mouth with his goo.

Jeanette slurped Gorath's cock hungrily as he unloaded his seed into her mouth. She swallowed it all down, still milking his cock with her tits to bring him the rest of the way through his climax. When it finally subsided, she popped the dick from her mouth and released her breasts.

Gorath fell onto the bed beside her, breathing heavily. "That was amazing, my Queen. Better than I could have imagined."

"It was, Gorath. Incredible. You were right, I did need that. It has been too long."

"Turogg is quite the lucky King to have you as his Queen. He must be quite the skilled lover, to have taught you so well. Unless of course, there is some truth to those rumors after all?"

Jeanette laughed softly. "Don't be silly, Gorath. Those rumors are ridiculous. Though Turogg is lucky, and he is an amazing lover. Now please, I think I shall take a nap. We'll need our rest for the coming days."

The End

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