Neela's torment continues after her devastating wedding night in Neela's presentation series. Check out 'Neela's presentation' series before reading this to know why her torment started and the humiliation she had undergone during the presentation week.
(This story contains non-consensual sex and is intended for mature audiences only. All characters are above the legal age of 18)
The day after the wedding and Neela's torment begins all over again
It was the morning and first day of Neela's married life. Although she was sure the presentation was over, she couldn't shake the humiliation of her ordeal and was scared to face her family and courtiers again.
Amir had already woken up early in the morning, masturbated as she slept and left her face and hair caked in his thick cum. Although angry beyond belief, now she had the power of Queenhood and decided to exercise it as much as she could.
She shook herself out of her reverie and rang the bell for servants expecting her nanny and former servants to walk in. Immediately the door opened and Amir's manservant walked in carrying tea. Neela was mortified to show her cum streaked face to the man but he did not even blink an eye, placed the tea next to her bed, bowed reverentially and told her that her bath had been arranged in the outdoor pool as instructed by the King.
"You mean the Prince," Neela immediately corrected him with impatience mixed with fury. She had not survived the impossible humiliation to accept her moron of a husband as King. But coming from her cum streaked face it obviously lacked gravitas.
The manservant just looked at her blankly, bowed and left.
After 7 days of humiliation and the night of brutal fucking, Neela was aching all over. She drew the sheet around her and walked into the courtyard to find a shallow pool filled with scented warm water. At last, her mind relaxed - thanking Amir and the Gods, she dropped the sheet and waded into the pool.
The water was like a salve to her aching body and soon she started to swim quick relaxing rounds. After 15 minutes or so, she moved and rested her head on the pool edge just laid down and let herself relax. She was awakened by loud guffaws and manly laughter and to her mortification, the pool was draining - leaving her wet pussy and boobs on display to whoever came along.
Before she could take cover, Amir and Javid walked over and stood watching her in obvious delight. After two minutes of this ordeal, suddenly the pipes burst into life and started to pour scented water again into the pool. Neela was relieved but it did not last long as Amir started to remove his clothing with the intention of joining her in the pool while Javid settled into a nearby lounger with a smirk.
Neela knew Javid was up to some mischief because he had always treated Amir with great contempt but suddenly he was bosom buddies with the guy. Neela was sure it was with the intention of humiliating her further.
In no time Amir ditched his clothes and with a jutting erection walked into the pool. The water was not enough to soak his massive frame. It ended just above his knees. Standing smack in the middle, he harshly beckoned Neela. Aware that Javid was obviously enjoying her predicament, Neela walked over to Amir with great reluctance.
Amir had no such reservations and as soon as she came over, grabbed her pussy and checked the plug. Ensuring that it was safely fixed, he picked her up like a doll and started to carry her to the edge paying no attention to her indignant sobs.
To Neela's horror, he stopped at the end right in front of Javid's lounger and put her face down. Now her ass was hanging over the pool edge and her face was just inches from Javid's feet. Amir stood behind her in the pool and While shoving his wet dick into her abused asshole, put a massive hand on her back pressing her down and crushing her jutting boobs on the stony ground.
With a grunt of satisfaction Amir began his rough fucking. As he pushed roughly into her, her body started to rock to and fro grinding her sensitive nipples into the ground. To add to this degradation, Javid had moved his shoes from the side of her face, extended his legs and now his shoe tips were digging painfully into her crushed breasts. When she looked up, Javid sat with a raging erection moving in his pants and an infuriating smile.
Amir lasted for another 20 minutes and by then Neela was faint with pain and exhaustion, her throat was dry and her eyes were brimming with tears. Then to round up her humiliation, Amir's manservant walked in and reminded him that the King and the princess were getting late for their first royal meeting.
Suddenly Amir's thirsts became quicker and he came with a deep groan. Neela could feel copious amounts of cum seeping from her ass. Amir once again picked her up, set her into the pool and quickly washed his dick. After making his apologies to Javid Amir ordered Neela to finish her bath and join him quickly. As Javed sat glued to the lounger enjoying the show, a flushed Neela washed the dirt off her boobs and cleaned cum from her thighs and ass.
Then trying hard to ignore Javid's insulting laughter, Neela got out from the other side of the pool and hurried to her bedroom. Amir was already wearing his ceremonial robes and waited with his manservant. Neela wanted to cover up but Amir moved immediately and presented her with a diamond-studded naval chain.
It was an intimate gift the husband gave to his wife expressing his satisfaction with her performance in bed on the wedding night. The more previous the chain, the better bedmate a wife was considered. And to Neela's astonishment, Amir had given her precious of the precious. A platinum chain thick as a finger and studded with the most colourful and precious array of dazzling diamonds.
In spite of all his barbaric ways, Neela's heart softened and she thanked Amir profusely. Even kissed his hand thanking him. Both Amir and his manservant stood like stones with red faces and quickly turned and left. Laughing to herself at their manly discomfort, Neela moved to her dressing room.
There was a single garment in the settee. And some underclothes, thank God. She put on the black short lacy slip with bra-like cups that was underwired and a size small. It was tight on the breasts, left three fourth of them uncovered and pressed them together creating two inviting mounds just below her neck. Sighing with irritation, Neela picked up the panty, it was a lacy see-through thong made of delicate lace. As soon as she put them on, the back thread got stuck in her ass crack and started to rub on her sore asshole with the tiniest movement.
With lips pursed, Neela picked up the dress. The dress was a rich blue dress complimenting Amir's blood-red robe. It was sleeveless with a deep square neck which displayed her jutting boobs like two ripe melons. The dress was made of the same clingy Jersey material and clung revealingly to her ass. Surprisingly it also had a gold chain in front that plunged deep into her navel and was hidden in clever embroidery.
Then frowning, Neela looked around for her royal robes but they were nowhere to be found. As Amir impatiently called out her name, she abandoned her search, quickly pinned her hair up in a hasty knot and put on her Royal tiara and walked hurriedly to join Amir. At the last moment, she remembered and hastily put on the waist chain gifted by her husband. Amir looked at her in obvious desire and differentially offered his arm.
As they walked into the crowded royal hall once again filled with men, they were announced as King Amir and Princess Neela. Nobody seemed to note this discrepancy. With her head held high and feeling confident, she walked in. She could feel the lusty gazes of her uncle, courtiers, and representatives caressing her swelling boobs and her swaying ass.
Together they made it to the throne And sat on it with regal poise. At last, Neela felt confident.
The Priest got up, bowed low to both of them and started to speak, " What a happy occasion, my king and princess. I welcome you to your private court. Today we have only the people who witnessed your presentation and accession and are here to appreciate your great sacrifice with their gifts."
Although irritated at not being addressed as the queen Neela felt confident, happy and superior. Little did she know it was not to last.
The priest continued, "By looking at your waist chain we can only conclude that your wedding night has been a roaring success. Hope you agree My King."
While Neela sat with a proud expression, Amir looked confused. And glanced at the waist chain and spoke up, "Both my wedding night and morning after have been most satisfactory let me assure you." At this a huge round of applause was given. Amir continued, "But this chain was not a gift from me, My dear friend and cousin Javid gifted it to the princess."
The whole royal court was stunned into silence at this indiscreet admission. A shaken Neela looked at Javid who lounged with the same insolent grin. The crowd suddenly grew into murmurs as the implications of such a gift became clear and everyone recalled Neela's orgasm with Javid on the 6th day. With face growing red in shame, Neela cursed her moron of a husband under her breath.
The Priest also discomfited, tried to ignore the whispers and continued, "Anyway, it is time for gifts. As with the custom, the gift would be acknowledged with consumption by the princess."
At this announcement, Javid's grin got wider and even more mocking. So Neela was alarmed and also was curious about what harm could gifts bring, but knowing her track record she braced for the worst.
First came the Leader of People representatives. He bowed and greeted the newlyweds with great reverence. And announced that as the gift, her loyal subjects had brought her fruits. Neela was happy and having skipped breakfast awaited the fruit eagerly. Then 10 representatives walked to the front with containers overflowing with a native variety of banana that grew to 8 inches and was thick and juicy.
The leader plucked up one banana and with obvious delight presented it to the princess. Neela shuddered as she could imagine how her rosebud mouth would look with a long white banana in it. But she had no other way. The leader stood in front of her, removed the outer layer and pushed the long thick fruit towards her lips.
As positions went it was truly dirty and by the time Neela finished eating it, everyone's imagination had run wild.
Then The priest announced 5 Ally kings to come forward. Each of them withdrew a bottle of scent and came forward, somewhat relieved, Neela was about to extend her wrist but in a quick move, the first King poured a generous amount of the scent on his fingers and rubbed it roughly on the rising and firm swell of her breasts at her neckline. He was followed by the other four who rubbed the scents lustily.
The crowd rewarded their lechery with great applause, even Amir seemed to like this performance and clapped loudly.
Next was Bijan - he stood up smiling, came over and gave a grabby hug to Neela. Then with a wide grin, he removed what looked like jewelled clip-on earrings. Bijan understood what she thought and still smiling, he announced, "With a wish for a pleasurable marriage bed, I gift my esteemed cousin these nipple rings."
