Part 1: The Morning
The all-powerful King started his day much like any other, that is to say, with a deep-throating from a powerless, beautiful slave girl.
The King grinned down at the woman, knelt between his legs. Her pretty face streamed with tears and saliva as her head bobbed back and forth on the Kings' dick. Her luscious lips were stretched around his girth and the great throne room echoed with the sound of her involuntary gagging as his plumb sized head rammed repeatedly into the back of her throat. The King didn't even need to lift a finger to get the slave to take his length so completely, she had been trained well in what the King liked, and how poor an idea it was to displease him. Despite the horrible pain and embarrassment, deep down she felt a thrill in committing such a disgusting act and forced his impressive length down her own throat without hesitation. The King relished the utter control he had over her; and any other woman in his kingdom for that matter.
For his extra pleasure the slave was forced to expose her magnificent breasts that bounced and swayed mesmerizingly, with every bob of her head. Each massive, milky globe was topped with a perfect petal of a pink nipple. The cold air of the stone walled room and the secret pleasure she refused to acknowledge made those wonderful nipples erect.