Thread: It's Not Easy Being Queen (For all you Dominant Cougar/MILF types)

Luxuriating in the hot bath, you allow your servants, all very young teen boys to cleanse your body, slowly scrubbing you, none daring to look you in the eye as that was punishable by death. They worked over your entire body, including your nether regions until you were fully clean. They were all handpicked based on attractiveness back when they were young, and trained to dedicate their lives to you. Lack of proper performance was always punished severely, and many were executed to make a point. The ones who survived training to become your personal boy servants were the quickest learners. One kneeled before you in the bath, asking permission to clean between your legs. Upon receiving your commend, he commenced cleaning your nether regions. When they finished, you exited the bath, as two other young teens stepped up, and dried you off, kneeling as soon as they finished. Any boy that wasn't actually in the act of serving you was to always kneel in your presence. Muscled male guards stood by with swords and spears, ready to protect you to the death, and kill anyone who dared offend you. Heading over to a bed, you lay face down, waiting for the boys to go to work. quickly, they each worked on their assigned areas. One massaged your neck, one your temples, another your back, one on each leg, one on each arm, one on each foot and one doing your buttocks. They massaged you expertly, working all the muscles, taking out the aches and stress. Running a kingdom, deciding when to go to war, who to execute and things like that were quite taxing for a queen, and you needed to be taken care of so you could perform your best. They kept this up, slowly easing all the tension out of your body as you lay there feeling your muscles almost melt. Then very gently, they turn you over, and prop your head up on some pillows as they work on your front. Your arms and legs are still worked, as are your temples and feet, but now a boy hand feeds you morsels of your favourite treats, as you luxuriate. They keep this up for awhile, as you feel your muscles continue to loosen, while the boy at your head expertly rubs your temples, easing any stress. Opening your mouth, you accept a piece of fruit, being placed there by the youngest of the boys. As this continues, two boys approach one from each side. Leaning down, they each gently start blowing on a nipple. Your breathing starts to pick up slightly as they do this, your nipples hardening at the stimulation. The others continue to massage, as your belly rises and drops from your breathing. The two boys start gently kissing, your hardened nubs, as you open your mouth and accept another tasty piece of food from the food servant boy. A third boy approaches from the left, and leans down placing his mouth on your belly button, and starts teasing it in a similar fashion, as the boys on your bosom, start licking and sucking gently on your nipples. Surrounded by naked boys, being massaged, stimulated, and hand fed you just let your body accept the sensations. At this point, your breathing is laboured, and your body starting to perspire ever so slightly as they suck, and lick your belly button, and nipples, even nibbling very gently, as you sigh. The food boy holds out another morsel, but you shake your head, not wanting any more food A fourth boy approaches the end of the bed. The boys with your legs and feet, gently lift and part your legs, still massaging your muscles and feet, but allowing the new boy access to your core. Kneeling in the bed, he looks down at your womanhood, gently placing his hand on your inner thigh, stroking it ever so gently, as you feel your womanhood swelling and getting moist, as you start breathing even heavier. He gently brushes his fingers ever so slightly over your sex, causing you to gasp. At this stage, your body is bombarded with sensation, from the massages still going on, the stimulation of your nipples and belly. You try to suppress a shudder, as the heat and yearning between your legs becomes unbearable. At this point, with all the other boys doing their work on your body, he kneels forward, moving his face between your legs, slowly bringing his mouth closer to the tender flower between your legs, his warm breath teasing your womanhood as you start gasping in excitement. As his face closes in, he opens his mouth, his tongue coming out as he closes in on his target....................................