Captured By The Queen

Joelle had been captured by the army of the Herald Kingdom, and was marching along with some of her battle companions, wagons on the side, to the Queen's castle. She came from the Kingdom of Lunia, and was involved in a minor skirmish that had ended badly, not many casualties, but many of her people had been captured.

And as the group of prisoners approached the castle gates, they were separated into different groups. Joelle was in a group with two other women, one was Kim, who she knew slightly from battle, and the other woman's name was unknown to Joelle. They were led into the castle and through various halls until they entered into a brightly lit room, and were told to wait there, hands tied behind their backs, and that the Queen would arrive shortly.

Joelle had never met the Queen of Herald, or seen her, but she had her tales of her beauty, and her strength, and how she led her Kingdom and armies (of mostly women) fiercely into battle. Joelle was too ashamed to speak to Kim, bright red haired, and Kim felt the same, keeping her head down, the two of them only stealing minor glances at one another. And before long, the door to the room they were waiting in creaked open.

The Queen walked in, locking the door behind her. Joelle looked over, noticing how her blonde hair flowed almost rhythmically as she approached the 3 women, her ample bosom seemed to shine in the light, bursting out of the tight corset she wore. Her long dress flowed behind her as she approached the 3 women, standing in front of them. She carried a medium length switch (almost like a long stick/whip used for punishment) and tapped it against her hand as she looked at the 3 women.

"Now, now, what do we have here?" She spoke, her voice projecting strength, yet soft and gentle. She stepped forward with the switch and placed it against Kim's lower stomach. She moved it upwards, causing Kim's shirt to drift up a bit, flashing her bare abdomen. The shirt fell back down as she moved the switch higher, running it up and over Kim's breast and nipple area. Joelle was very confused by this. Kim tightened her mouth, trying not to show any emotion.

"3 naughty traitors to the Herald Kingdom." The queen stepped back from Kim, looking at the other girl, and then at Joelle. She softly bit her lower lip as she looked at Joelle, and Joelle could see the Queen's eyes scanning her body up and down. It made Joelle shiver a bit.

"I tell you what," The Queen patted the switch against her hand again as she spoke. "All you have to do is bow to me, pledging your loyalty to my Kingdom, and I'll let you go. Simple as that." The queen walked in front of the other girl, smaller than the others, her hair blue and cut short, like a tom boy, though she had a gentle, feminine face.

"Well, what's it going to be missy?" The queen looked at the blue haired girl, smiling, tapping the switch against her hand. Though Joelle couldn't believe it, the girl bowed, leaning forward, showing a small bit of shame on her face.

"Very good, girl," The Queen smiled, moving in front of Kim, resting the switch against her stomach again. "And you?" Joelle only knew Kim very little from battle, but she didn't seem like the type that would pledge loyalty so easily. But to Joelle's shock, Kim conceded almost immediately, bowing, trying not to look at Joelle out of shame. The Queen smiled at this as well, stepping in front of Joelle next.

"And what about you dear?" Joelle tried not to look at the Queen. As bad as things sometimes got in her home Kingdom of Lunia, she was always loyal, and refused to show weakness to this Queen. With all her strength, she shook her head no, signaling disobedience.

"Oh really?" The Queen stepped closer to Joelle, the switch slapping her hand again. "Looks like this one could do with a little convincing." And before Joelle could even think, the Queen grabbed her by the arm, pulling her close, pressing her lips to Joelle's. Joelle hardly had time to think, to properly analyze what was happening, when she felt the Queen's hand slide down her backside, grabbing onto her plump, toned ass, squeezing.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the other two women. Kim had her head down, too ashamed to look, though she knew what was going on. The other, blue haired girl was looking straight at them, her mouth open, in shock, and maybe a bit of curiosity.

Joelle felt the Queen's tongue pressing against her thick lips, sliding into her mouth. The Queen's grip on her ass was firm, pulling Joelle against her. The tales of the Queen's strength were not exaggerated. She did not want to kiss the Queen back when she felt the soft pink tongue slide into her mouth. But the Queen's kiss was demanding, sliding against her own tongue. She felt like she might choke if she didn't move her tongue, so she had to move it forward, sliding against the Queen's. And so, they slowly began to make out, the Queen moaning gently into the Kiss, Joelle whimpering and wondering why this was happening, as the blue haired girl looked on, mouth open wide.

The Queen's grip on Joelle's firm ass tightened, squeezing her soft cheek as she held her against her, her tongue dominating Joelle's now, who stood on tip toes. And then, she pulled away, very slowly, leaving Joelle gasping for air. A strand of saliva fell from the Queen's lips, and landed on her protruding bosom, making it seem even shiner. The Queen laughed, smiling, wiping her lips. Joelle stood there, head spinning. Her lips were wet from the kiss, but with her hands tied behind her back, she couldn't wipe them off.

"Hmm," She said, stepping back from Joelle, "It seems you will need to stay for a bit more... convincing. You two," She pointed the switch at the other girls. "You're free to go, out that door with you, one of my guards will see to your release. I appreciate your loyalty." And as they turned, the Queen slapped the switch against Kim's ass, making her jump slightly, before they left the room. The Queen smiled, approaching Joelle, lightly touching Joelle's long, black hair as she stood there, hands tied behind her back.

"I have a matter to attend to." She whispered erotically into Joelle's ear as she toyed with her hair. Joelle tried to look straight ahead, showing no emotion. "One of my guards will take you to a holding cell. Don't worry, it's comfortable. I will be there shortly. And I will do whatever I can.." She moved the switch against Joelle's chest slowly, rubbing it over her nipple, and Joelle had to try very hard to not make any sound. "To gain your loyalty." And with that, the Queen marched off, out of the room. A guard approached, a female, her body and face mostly covered in thick brown cloth gear, and Joelle was led down the hall, to the holding area.

The "cell" she was in, if you could call it that, was very comfortable, a nice bed, candle lights, things to read. And at one point, she was brought food, and told that it was getting late, and that the Queen would deal with her tomorrow, whatever that meant. Although she hardly had an appetite, she ate a bit of the food, to keep her strength up, and noticed how delicious it was, unlike anything she'd ever tried at home. She was also given a change of clothes. Joelle would've refused, but her leather vest, and pants had been soaked in the rain earlier, and she welcomed the fresh, dry clothes, fearing freezing.

So she slipped into the clothes, a cotton white T-shirt that was too small for her, exposing her midriff, and she wondered if this was on purpose or not. The pants were soft and comfortable, but had a zipper and were too small for her as well. She couldn't fully zip them up, exposing the purple underwear that she was wearing underneath. She tried not to think of it as she lay in the comfy bed, but her mind kept going to the Queen and how she had kissed her earlier, and refused the thought that maybe it had excited her a little bit, even though it did. And she wondered what the Queen had in store for her tomorrow.

She only slept for a few hours, awakening to a knock at her cell door. She was given more food (also delicious) and coffee, and told that the Queen would see her soon. So when the door was opened shortly after, Joelle was surprised to not see the queen, but the same female guard from last night. The guard approached Joelle and told her to put her hands over her head. Joelle wanted to refuse, but didn't want to risk the entire castle's wrath, so she obeyed. The guard grabbed some straps on the ceiling (how had Joelle not noticed those?) and laughed, saying the Queen would be in to deal with her shortly. As the female guard tied her up, Joelle noticed the darker complexion of the girl, her skin color closer to Joelle's light brown than the creamy white skin of the Queen's.

Joelle was very confused as she stood there for those few moments, her hands tied up overhead of her, lifting the already tiny shirt higher. But soon enough, she heard the strong, yet gentle footsteps of the Queen, and her cell door was opened, and then quickly shut behind her.

"Ah, I see you're looking lovely in the clothes I picked out for you dear." The Queen approached Joelle, who turned her head sharply away from the Queen. The Queen grabbed Joelle lightly by the chin, tilting her face towards her own.

"Now, now dear, no need to act like that." The Queen then circled around Joelle, and Joelle could feel the Queen's eyes undressing her. "I think you'll find that I'm a most merciful Queen to traitors such as yourself." And as she circled Joelle again, she stayed behind her. Joelle felt the Queen's hands slide to the front of her, running up and down her exposed stomach. A slight gasp escaped Joelle's lips, as hard as she was trying to stay quiet.

"See?" The Queen giggled, pressing against Joelle from behind. "I think you're already starting to come around." The Queen moved her hands down, sliding Joelle's pants down, which were barely hanging on as it was. The Queen began to focus on Joelle's plump ass, both cheeks round and exposed from the skimpy, purple panties she was wearing. The Queen began to squeeze each cheek, rubbing it softly, yet demanding, pulling her cheeks apart and back together, hands roaming over the light brown skin.

"Mmm, such a gorgeous ass you have," The Queen leaned in close, whispering this against Joelle's side as she fondled her ass. As much as Joelle wanted to fight it, she couldn't deny how incredible this was suddenly feeling. Her home Kingdom was constantly in turmoil, she never had time for relationships, it was the first time she had ever been touched like this. She was ashamed as she felt her panties dampening.

"I'm a fair and loving Queen, am I not?" The Queen asked, placing a small kiss against the side of Joelle's neck. Joelle didn't respond. She was trying her best not to make a sound, her face twisted in desire now. She felt the Queen's large breasts, barely contained in her corset, press against her back. The Queen moved her hands up Joelle's stomach once again, this time going higher, up and over her shirt. She very gently began to caress Joelle's large breasts through her shirt, rubbing and lightly pinching her very hard nipples.

"My, my" The Queen whispered to Joelle again, her voice soft and gentle, yet powerful. "Your nipples are so hard. You must be enjoying this, huh?" Joelle could feel her smile as she placed another gentle kiss on the side of her neck. And, as ashamed as she felt, she was enjoying this. The Queen caressed her breasts with powerfully soft touches, sending little jolts of pleasure down Joelle's body, straight to her panties, which were becoming visibly soaked. And as hard as Joelle tried to fight it, she moaned, giving into the pleasure. It was just a small moan, but Joelle had to let it out, getting more turned on by the second.

"Mm, that's better. Starting to see things my way dearie?" And the Queen giggled, moving her hands very slowly back down Joelle's body. They stopped at her panties, rubbing the front of them, the fabric of the panties rubbing against Joelle's pussy lips. The queen sort of straddled Joelle from behind, legs on either side of her, holding her in place.

"Wow babe, you're absolutely soaked." And the Queen took Joelle's panties, one hand on the top, one hand below, moving them up and down between Joelle's sensitive and untouched pussy lips. Up and down, between her thick pussy lips, slowly, over and over.

"My god.." Joelle moaned out, slightly leaning back against the Queen, feeling the Queen's large breasts mash against her upper back.

"Mm, dearie, I'm going to have so much fun with you before I let you leave." And the Queen's tongue flicked against Joelle's earlobe and neck as she moved the panties up and down, occasionally rubbing her fingers over, and almost inside of Joelle's leaking pussy.

"Uhh! uhh!" Joelle came. She didn't know sensations like this were possible, she hardly even masturbated. But she felt her pussy juice leaking over the Queen's hand as the Queen very softly moved her fingers in and out of Joelle's tight little pussy. The Queen giggled when she felt this, Joelle's body tensing up against her.

"My, my dear, am I really that good?" The Queen giggled, pulling her hand up the the side of Joelle's face. She began to lick her fingers, tasting Joelle as Joelle turned slightly to watch this, amazed at everything that was happening. She was still horny, her panties pulled to the side, her legs wet with her own juices. She wondered what would happen next, and then there was a knock at the door. The Queen sighed, and walked towards it, speaking in hushed tones to someone outside.

"Hmm, it appears I have a visitor dearie." The Queen approached Joelle, untying the overhead straps that held Joelle's arms up. "But don't worry babe, this isn't over.. not yet. Allow me a short while, please, and I'll return shortly. I promise not to keep you waiting too long babe." The smaller, yet somehow stronger Queen leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on Joelle's lips, laughing as she left the cell, locking it behind her.

Joelle collapsed on the bed, feeling very conflicted. She hardly had much time to think, when there was another knock on the cell door. The same guard came in, tossing a bag next to the bed. The guard had to pull her the cloth around her face down to speak, and Joelle noticed the thick lips, the soft, brown skin tone of the girl, not unlike her own.

"The Queen has a guest she wants you to meet. She wants you to look more dignified. Please change into the outfit in the bag, I'll be waiting outside. Knock when you're ready." And the guard disappeared. Joelle looked into the bag. Their was a new set of underwear, black, silky and skimpy. And also, a fancy corset like the queen's, and a very thin, though long white dress. A day ago, Joelle would've refused this, but she now enjoyed the idea of dressing up for the Queen. She stripped out of her clothing, putting on the new underwear. She noticed the female guard peeked in through cell bars as she changed. Joelle turned her back to the door, knowing the guard's eyes were on her still as she pulled up the dress and fastened the corset, which was very tight, causing her large breasts to look even larger. Joelle went to the cell door, lightly knocking.

"Wow, you look very beautiful." The guard said as she stepped behind Joelle, fastening her hands together, behind her back. It couldn't have been an accident, the guard's hands brushed against Joelle's ass, through the dress as she did this.

"Thanks." It was the first word that wasn't a moan or whimper Joelle had made since entering the castle. This made the guard giggle as she lightly took hold of Joelle's arm, leading her down the hall.

The guard opened a door and motioned for Joelle to walk in. The guard shut the door behind her, and Joelle realized she was in the throne room. No one was around, except for the Queen, and some other woman who was standing besides the Queen.

"Please, dear, join us." The Queen called to her. Joelle approached them. The Queen was sitting on her throne. She was still in the tight corset, but her dress was gone. She sat, cross legged on the throne, in a pair of black panties. Her creamy white, thick and muscular legs seemed to reflect the light coming through the window. The other woman stood next to the Queen, dressed in an elegant black dress. She had the same creamy white skin tone as the Queen, and blonde hair, which was only slightly darker than the Queen's.

"Joelle, your name was, yes?" The Queen asked, leaning forward on her throne. Joelle nodded, once again, too nervous to speak. The woman standing next to the Queen advanced, walking slowly around Joelle.

"Joelle, this is my field advisor Madeline. Isn't she beautiful?" Joelle didn't speak. The woman was quite beautiful, but she was expecting to see only the Queen, she was nervous about this other woman.

"My, my your Queen," Madeline spoke. Her voice was soft and gentle like the Queen's, it was almost like she was singing as she spoke. "You really know how to pick them, my Queen." The Queen giggled at this, watching as Madeline's hands made contact with Joelle's tiny waist. She rubbed her hands against it, pulling Joelle's dress down slightly, touching her exposed skin as she walked around her. Madeline stopped behind Joelle, untying the straps that held her hands together.

"Wow, and such gorgeous breasts." Madeline pressed up against Joelle from behind as her hands went to the corset. She untied the top two fastening strings on the corset, the soft, brown upper breast of Joelle exposed now. Joelle's breathing became a bit heavier, the soft, cool touch of Madeline's hands feeling wonderful against her skin. The Queen was enjoying this. She leaned back in her throne, uncrossing her legs. Joelle watched as she moved her black panties to the side, the Queen's pussy looking clean shaven and glorious.

"Where do you hail from, dearie?" Madeline asked as she untied two more strings on the corset, slowly, Joelle's breasts nearly popping out now.

"L-Lunia.." She whimpered. The Queen moved her panties back over her pussy, still leaning back. She began to undo her corset as well, removing each string, her breasts finally popping free.

"Mmm, that must explain your sexy, dark complexion." Madeline kissed Joelle's neck, causing a whimper from Joelle. Joelle's eyes were on the Queen, who's breasts were out of the corset now. Her breasts were creamy white, with large pink nipples that the Queen began to rub, and pull, watching Madeline slowly undress Joelle.

"Hope you don't mind.." Madeline said, before popping the final few strings of Joelle's corset open, revealing her breasts to the Queen. Madeline began to softly stroke her breasts. She gripped Joelle's large nipples, rubbing and tugging at them gently. Joelle moaned out, still focused on the Queen.

"My, my dearie, mm," The Queen moaned, tilting her head back, closing her eyes. "This is quite a show." One hand was on her pink nipple, the other hand moving her panties to the side again, rubbing her pussy.

"Indeed, my Queen." Madeline said, removing the corset from Joelle completely now, tossing it aside. Joelle's nipples were rock hard. She felt her panties becoming soaked again, as Madeline slid the dress down, leaving her standing there in only the panties. Joelle turned to see Madeline removing her dress as well, slipping it over her shoulders. She wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts were smaller than Joelle's or the Queen's, but still lovely, white and perky, with little freckles on them. She pressed them against Joelle's side as her hand slid down the front of her, rubbing her panties.

"Oh!" Joelle moaned out. The Queen moaned as well, fingers dipping in and out of her pussy. Her fingers practically glistened in the sunlight, the Queen was obviously very wet now.