Author's Note. Another quick read for ya - one I spit out fast while I keep marching on with the big project. Only edited a couple times, so it may have a few garbled sentences/thoughts. I'm unsure of which category to put this in. Regardless of its faults, here it is and I hope you enjoy. I do appreciate all the input as I work to get better at this.
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The Burden of Peace
For many years, Queen Penelope had been getting fucked regularly by every man she came across in the kingdom. Not because she necessarily wanted it (though after so much practice, she had certainly become quite good at it), but because it was the price she would pay for continued peace in her kingdom.
Now, her only daughter, Princess Anne was taking on her mother's burden. Having passed her eighteenth birthday only a few days before, Queen Penelope had been witness to several men using Anne for their pleasure.
Queen Penelope was considered not the greatest queen in the history of Aegis Kingdom, but also the most beautiful. Anne inherited her mother's striking features of luscious red hair, full breasts, a thin waist, firm ass and long legs. The queen, however, may have filled out a bit over the years, but she still came across as more beautiful than her young daughter, so spirited in her confidence and demeanor.
Aegis Kingdom was a vast land, encompassing six races, who at one time were always at war with each other. Under the Queen's leadership, there was now peace throughout the land. Queen Penelope was the be-all, end-all to all major decisions and disputes of the land, and though her help was rarely requested now that there was peace, it was her presence that encouraged that peace. Without it, the kingdom would spin into chaos like during the Dark Years.
Those years were the during the four generations of Kings prior to Queen Penelope. It was the selfless act of her father, King Jeremy, who changed the discourse of the land. At the Time of the Reckoning, a great demon had offered Jeremy absolute power or absolute peace. For absolute power, his daughter, Penelope, would be cursed to be a sex slave to the demon for all eternity, albeit she would live in luxury as an immortal. If King Jeremy chose Absolute Peace, he would die, sacrificing his kingdom to his daughter, but with the knowledge there would be guaranteed peace in the kingdom. Having seen well what absolute power did to its lands and its peoples, King Jeremy chose the latter and sacrificed his life.
What hadn't been explained to King Jeremy is that by choosing Absolute Peace, he had still cursed his daughter into being a sex slave, but to the people of the kingdom, rather than to the demon. Queen Penelope could be used at will, lawfully, by any man, but this curse did grant peace as promised. It kept everyone in the kingdom happy to follow the Queen's instructions, always willingly and peacefully.
The Queen often feared her curse might be passed down to her daughter. She had warned Anne to prepare for it numerous times.
"Consider it a duty," said the queen to her daughter, perhaps five or six days the Princess' eighteenth birthday. The butler was bending Anne over, rapidly pumping her already sore and swollen pussy with his thick cock. Princess Anne was unsure if she would be able to handle so much cock every day of her life.
"I have ruled this land for thirty years now, a full generation of peace," said Queen Penelope. "My father sacrificed his life for this and I willingly sacrifice my dignity, if that's the way you look at it. However, I don't for a minute believe this act sacrifices that at all. I accept my role, for I am the Queen of Peace. You, too, in time, will take on that role. If I give away something as intimate as my love, it proves to the people that I am willing to do anything for them, to protect and provide for them. A great leader makes sacrifices every day, Anne."
"But mother," said Anne, breathing heavy now. The butler was doing some serious work on her and she wasn't familiar with this new tingling feeling she was experiencing. Having only lost her virginity days before, Anne had yet to experience an orgasm, at least on her side of the fence. She had been gifted many by all the men that fucked her, including the butler, Jjarvis. In fact, this was his third time since as few days.
"Mother, I don't know if I can do this all day, every day."
Queen Penelope was kneeling in front of her daughter. The Queen was well aware of the thickness of Jarvis' meat and knew Anne, being so new at this, was probably struggling with the shocking change in her lifestyle. Only a week before Anne was an innocent girl and now here she was, free to be used by any man in the kingdom.
"You must learn to find balance. When you absolutely feel like you need a break, stay alone in your room for a while, or only in the presence of your ladies. Men will not specifically seek you out to have their way with you. Rather, it is only if you come across them in your daily tasks. Sometimes, that is inevitable, of course. You may have to have a meeting with a male and almost always they will request a fuck and of course, you oblige, but ultimately, you control how much you engage in it."
