When I was 19 I was kidnapped from my father's court. My personal guards killed, and I was taken to a kingdom I had never set foot in. As the Princess to the throne of a neighboring kingdom, the Desert Queen kept me in her palace. There during the day I was given all the respect befitting a woman of my rank. I was bathed by servants and dressed in silks. I had all the fruit and musicians and company with handmaids of the court. But at night I was locked alone in my bedroom, and while it was beautiful room, it was still a prison.
At night the only ones in the palace were the guards and the female servants. The common value that connects all men in this land is respect and honor towards women. Thus woman are free to go anywhere day and night without fear of being harmed. But I was an outsider. I was honorless. Thus, I had no more rights than a common slave. These large young men would come into my room uninvited, sometimes three or four in a night. The serving girls would slowly undress me on my bed as the men watched. As each garment of clothing was removed from me, I could watch their manhoods get longer and stiffer.
The men of this kingdom were far different from the ones I had known back home. As a princess I had my choice of any man I desired, and I would often take a different young man into my bed each night. But those had been young nobles with thin cocks. The nobles sons were afraid to use me like I wanted, they were always delicate and trying to please me. In this land these rough handed young men were thicker in both body and in their long manhoods. When the men would have me wrap my hands around their long cocks to get them hard my fingers could barely reach the other side, and when they used my mouth my lips were stretched to the brim. It took me many nights before I could accommodate them easily.