It had been almost two days since I, Anastasia, Queen of the Megarans, was raped in front of my husband, the king. A barbarian force had stormed our castle, and their leader, Nisos, had given me the fucking I'd been missing all my life. I'd come harder than I ever had before, and loved every second of the animalistic sex. I loved the pain of stretching myself on his huge cock, and I loved the residual handprints left on my ass.
I still couldn't sit down without feeling them sting, and every time I felt it I was reminded of the way the powerful man had completely dominated me and my husband, taking what he wanted of me in front of his men. I remembered his parting words, that he would come back, and shivered.
I stood in the dressing room, pausing while a servant unclasps my long dress. It fell to the ground, revealing my naked body. My servant was a muscular yet gentle young man, clad in only loose silk pants. That left me free to enjoy the sight of his sculpted torso as he picked out a thin robe for me to wear to bed. He draped it around my naked shoulders. I could feel his erection pressing into me. All it did was remind me of Nisos's enormous dick, which I had enjoyed so much.
I stood before he could clasp the dress, leaving it open in the front. I walked towards the door, and emerged into the hallway outside our royal bedchamber. There were two guards standing in front of it. As I approached, their gazes flickered over my barely-concealed body. They were sure to be able to see that I was fully shaven, and see the slopes between my large breasts. I walked between them into the bedchamber, to see my husband already laying in bed.
I walked over to the bed, and let my dress slip from my shoulders, falling to the floor. I slid into bed next to him, enjoying the feeling of the silk sheets on my skin. I scooted up next to him, facing away, and the king cuddled against me.
His skin was very soft, as was his cock. I laid down on the pillow, pulling the thick blanket over us. I could feel him hardening, and his arm went around me, grabbing one of my nipples. He gently twisted it. I snuggled my naked body against his, enjoying the sensuous touches.
He reached downwards, running his hands across my inner thighs before reaching my clit. He began to rub it, but I pulled his hands away. I was still far too sore for sex, and didn't want to give him any ideas to the contrary. "Still?" he asked.
I nodded, blushing. My pussy was still sore and hadn't quite returned to its original tightness. I could still taste his semen whenever I thought about it. Every time I did, my pussy instantly moistened. I was masturbating almost constantly, thinking about Nisos fucking me, but I couldn't bring myself to be with my husband.
