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.
Those first nights the men would want to take me from behind and use me like an animal but their cocks simply would not fit. The serving girls would slowly massage oil on to the cock of whichever man was going to take me. It was only when I laid on my back, a serving girl would hold my legs in the air and their small hands would help guide the fat cocks inside of me. It took a long time, but once his cock slid easily in and out we both came quickly. When he pulled out the empty feeling inside was mixed with the feeling of his cum pouring out from inside me.
In this land a man's cum is a sacred thing, something never to be wasted. And since I was a prisoner my right to a man's cum was forfeit. After one man would finish inside me one of the serving girls would then lick my most precious hole clean. Her small soft tongue would delicately enter and exit me, trying to take as much of the cum for herself. It would send shivers up my spine as the girl inbetween my legs licked me clean, and would only make my craving for another man stronger. Once she was all done the next man would slowly work himself inside me. If a man filled my mouth with his seed one of the girls would pull me in close for a deep kiss where I would deposit my reward into her mouth. They would smile and laugh as they swallowed down their load and give me a satisfied smile, or let it drip down onto their breasts and stomachs, rubbing the liquid onto their bodies to keep their skin soft and radiant.
