After her work out Queen Wana bathed in her Roman-style bathhouse. The warm water was waist high, littered with red flower petals. Incense was burning. She stood under a small waterfall, washing her shoulder length dark blonde hair, letting the water splash all over her face. Then she washed her large, swinging breasts and big, dark nipples with soap and a sponge. The soap trickled down her tits. Next, she used the sponge to clean her giant pussy and her big, curvaceous butt.
Wana was a tall, Amazonian woman with a thick, muscular build and had a golden tan. When she was finished one of her servants handed her a towel and she stepped out of the pool and dried herself. The servant followed her to her royal chambers adjacent to the bathroom. A spacious, round bed covered with an animal fur blanket sat in the middle of the room. Wana sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the wild, flickering orange flames of the fireplace as the servant massaged her shoulders and neck. The heat from the fireplace had dried most of Wana's hair and body.
Seconds later, a tiny, skinny goblin with green skin, a bald head, long, pointy ears, and fangs jumped into her lap. His long, slithery tongue licked her big tits and cunt. He smothered the Queen with passionate kisses. For such a small guy he had one of the biggest dicks she'd ever seen! Not to mention the biggest balls. That's why she kept him in her kingdom. He tried shoving that enormous penis into her pussy and anus but she pushed him off of her.
"Not now, Krek!" she said.
When the creature persisted she threw him off of her and he landed on the ground hard. He stared at her with sad, disappointed eyes.
Her big brown eyes softened. "Sorry, but you have to understand no means no. Okay?"
He nodded sheepishly, his penis still hard and swollen.
"Leave me."
"Yes, Your Highness," he said, and left quickly.
Wana lied on her chest and moaned quietly as the servant continued massaging her. Minutes later, one of the Queen's high ranking officers peered into the chambers. He was a green lizard like creature with a long tail, wearing a battle vest and nothing else. His cock was long, too. A stack of scrolls were in his hands.
"Excuse me, Your Majesty," he said awkwardly. "These need your signature."
Wana looked up at him. She gestured the servant to go and she obeyed. Wana sat on the edge of the bed again and patted the spot next to her gently. The officer sat next to her, rolling out the first scroll.
"A ten percent increase in property taxes for homeowners and businesses," he said.
She nodded, dipping the quill in a jar of ink, and signed.
He unrolled the second scroll. "Increased funding for exploration of the territories beyond the Wanan borders."
She nodded enthusiastically and signed.
He opened the third one. "Increased funding for patrols in light of the recent violence at the border towns. Which, I might add, My Queen, you have appointments with the various prefects."
"Yes." She dipped the quill in ink again and gave her Johnny Hancock. "Most of the towns have managed to deal with the problem except one, am I correct?"
"Yes. Zaiden, the farthest outpost in Wanan has experienced the worst crime in years. Ruthless outlaws have terrorized and frightened the citizens, robbing, looting, and killing. They're begging for you to take action."
She signed the rest of the bills before asking, "Is my ride ready?"
"Yes, Your Highness."
Wana tied her pack to the side of a giant flying reptile that appeared prehistoric in origin. It had a long beak, long, gigantic wings, and sharp talons. After donning her Viking-style helmet with its two horns sticking up and her leopard skin cape she mounted the saddle of the beast. She stuck her bare feet into the stirrups, and with one whip, the creature flew up into the air.
Soon, she was soaring high above the lands of Wanan. The skies were blue and cloudless and she could feel the warm rays of the sun on her naked body. She whipped the creature again and it flapped its long wings even faster. It was going at top speed now, blowing the Queen's dark blonde hair back.
Below, farms, houses, and towns were tiny, dark specks. People were small dots. The numerous lakes, rivers, lush green valleys, towns, forests, and mountains all belonged to her. She had inherited these lands from her parents years ago. Before that her grandparents and great grandparents ruled. When her father died, the kingdom was passed down to her older brother but he was mentally ill and unfit for command. Her younger brother had died in battle the year before and she was the only child left to rule. Her parents wanted one of their sons to be king but slowly accepted their daughter to be queen. So far, she had ruled with a firm yet understanding fist. She championed herself as the citizen's Queen, always helping the poor, helpless, and innocent and also aiding social justice causes.
She approached a steep mountain range, its highest peak still covered with snow. It didn't look like the winged beast could fly over it in time. But she kept whipping it harder and harder until the creature was going as fast as a missile towards the mountains. At the last second, right before the creature would've slammed into the granite wall, it soared high up into the air with all its might, just barely crossing over the peak. Her bare foot was just inches from the snow and she felt her heart sink into her stomach as she held onto the beast tightly. It somersaulted in the air a few times before stabilizing and continued its course at top speed on the other side of the mountains.
She beamed and said, "Good job, Bayo!"
A vast forest was on the other side. Two hours later she reached Zaiden. It was essentially a small outpost comprised of simple stone buildings, houses, and huts. The flying reptile landed and she tied him to a wooden post. Then she walked barefoot to the local prefect's office on the main thoroughfare. The dirt was warm beneath her wide feet.
On the way she was stopped by a mob of angry, nude humans. Some of them had protest signs in their hands. One said: 'NO MORE TAXES!' Another said: 'SAFETY FOR CITIZENS OF ZAIDEN!'
A skinny woman said, "Please help us, Your Majesty! We need more food! We don't have enough to eat!"
A disheveled man with long hair said: "You gotta protect us, Your Highness! No one cares about Zaiden! The violence has everyone scared! Safety for us and all our children!"
Wana nodded sympathetically. "I'm going to help you all. There will be more patrols here. Please calm down, everyone. You haven't been forgotten."
"You're ignoring us, ain't cha?" another woman asked. "We're expendable."
"No one's ignoring you," Wana replied firmly.
A man with a small penis said: "No more taxes! We ain't got no more money!"
A woman with dreadlocks asked: "Why did you increase the price of vendor permits for the Farmer's Market?"
"The increase was necessary to stabilize the economy," Wana said. "Don't worry, I'm here to protect you. Now if you'll excuse me."
The prefect, a creature that resembled an orangutan, stood outside the office door with his arms across his massive chest. His whole body was covered with orange fur and he had big hands and feet, not to mention a large penis. He caught the Queen staring at it and she turned away.
"Ahh, now you see the things I face daily, Your Highness," he said, smiling.
"Their arguments are valid to a certain degree," she replied, returning a friendly grin. She gave him a warm hug. "Nice to see you again, Prefect Barlowe."
