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Stealing a Queen (DelightfulRevenge and Okabe)

Okabe

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May 6, 2013
A lot of people were now envious of William. Two years ago his father managed to marry a ruling Queen, Andrea. It was surprising, as their family was noble, but impoverished. William still did not know all the details of that alliance. But he almost instantly enjoyed the benefits. The main one being receving a good education, that was meant to make him the leading general of the Kingdom’s army. And if the queen would die childless, he would have a good claim to the throne. That changed his character. He once was polite, and humble. But now, as a Prince, his vanity grew. Younger, he had a charming smiling face. But now he was a stern young man, working hard to be worthy of his rank.

His royal parents seemed happy. It looked like one of the rare occurrences of a loving marriage. Even in public, they would show signs of affection. At first William was very happy for his father and his new mother. For some months he was happy, as was the whole court. Andrea was nice to him, and his father,now King consort ensured that William had everything he needed, wanting to share his happiness with his only family.

The Prince had been given a room right next to the Royal quarters. The rooms of important people were always close to each other, because a lot of important, official and unofficial business was made at night. People needed to be able to discreetly walk from one room from another. But that room’s location was now the bane of William’s life.

Against his wishes, he learnt how intense was the King and Queen’s sexual life. Almost every night, he could hear loud moans coming from the next room. William felt it was like his dear mother wanted make him know how much she enjoyed his father. At first he was benevolent, thinking they were just enjoying the first months of their wedding. But when that became an habit, his good will dissapeared. Himself spent his time working out, learning military matters so to become the man he should be. Meanwhile, he father spent his whole nights fucking a gorgeous women. That old man made one of the most powerful women of the world cry out his name every night.

One particularly loud day, William decided to intervene. He walked towards his parents rooms. But then he noticed the door was opened. And saw her. The queen. She had lost a great deal of her regal dignity. She was just a slut. Or at least that how William, who started to become keen on etiquette, saw her. Disgusted, he left to his room and went back to his bed, trying to fall asleep.

That night was the eve of his father’s departure. Diplomatic matters obliged him to leave the castle for about a week. Normally William would have been happy because of the better sleep. But he couldn’t find inner peace. He still thought about the image of the queen getting fucked from behind by his father. He was jealous. It should be him that get the women and the power, not his lazy father. For two days he spent the nights awake in his bed. By the third night it had become impossible to endure. He imagined his mother calmly sleeping in her room, while he was here powerless. But no. He was sure he was as good a man as his father. And he would show it. It was his name that the queen would start yelling.
Without really realising what he was doing to do, he went to the Queen’s chambers. After knocking at the door, he announced himself.
«Majesty ? It’s me, William. I must talk with you. An urgent matter that can’t wait for tomorrow.»
 

Nothing couldn't stop the Queen from holding up her smile. Everyday when she wake up, there would be a smile on her face and a fine morning yawn whenever she stretched her muscles out, stretching out the complete sore or pain from her body. After being recently married to handsome King and now being a proud step-mom for his royal son, she felt complete again. No more depression. No more sadness, or tears running down her face when she ever had a sad thought in mind, or feeling. However, she would missed the beloved sorrow of the death of her husband's soul, who was now her "ex"; but, she would still love him and think him as a memory she would forever keep.

After what happened and the depressing the death of her husband's, nothing could make Andrea happy or rejoice again, after what just happened. Day and night she would cry in her hands, crying out for [old] husband to come back to the open world of earth and come back in her life...but that only happened in fantasy, or so she knew. She knew there was no other way to have him back inside her life again.

However, this was new: Unexpectedly, the Queen found her heart sprouting in the middle of the air with love as her eyes caught the handsomeness man, which he was noticed as king. Yes, the queen thought hard and finally came to thought he was one. Of course, they talked for awhile and became so close with each other, nothing couldn't separate them now. Love was now affecting both of them...And when that day came, the happiness inside the Queen rejoice to enticement. Her heart was beating of blossom and roses, and was very eager to have him. and him, to make her, as a women and to be renew. Nothing more could get any better...expect for the son, who seemed jealous by their love.

But, she wasn't to bother with him; he was very respectful young man and indeed handsome like father; and she respected that. She was also proud to see him work as the leading general, however, the father can surely know how to turn on a women. Every night they would have the most banging and pleasurably nights, of them all. Every night the queen would almost scream out his name whenever he pumped his hard member against her, turning her up some more, and certainly her as a women. He knew how to bang them as well, but everything wasn't just about sex. Their loved also affected the world around them. And everything that deals with duties too. Especially for the king and queen; it was hard work for them.

The Queen was pretty much quite busy herself. She had to work on the laws and rules for the women, who are being treated unfairly, and is not being accountable for their actions. She also worked on a few things around her royal home: assigning the servants what to do, telling what clothes to bring out, and the royal dinner. But, there was many others as well. So, she wasn't very free until it nightfall. Though, she wasn't sure for her husband; she guessed he worked his ass off? But she didn't care she loved him too much to bare.

Until one day, at the time of the afternoon, the queen wasn't at the throne room for any particular reason and was sitting calmly on her bed, her hands grasping tightly on a pile of paper as her eyes scanned the ripped up paper, only managing to read some of the words but not all. The room was quiet without her husband nearby and was already missing him. For he, he went out to take care of an issue that occurred with misplacement and arguments...so that was going to be for awhile. However, Andrea did enjoy the sweet sound of nothing. It was like music to her ears, even though it was quiet.

As the queen read on for a couple minutes about a letter of nonsense, she rested the pile by the side of her and sighed. And at the same moment, a knocked a appeared. Her eyes quickly hurried to the chambers of her door and hoped it was the arrival of her husband, but it wasn't. Instead it was his son was exposing himself. She smiled and welcome him inside her room, and also noticing she had forgotten to closed the door before. But it was to late now. After welcoming her son in, she sat up on her bed and adjusted her shoulders, motioning it around for her aching back. "Yes, William, dear? What you need to talk about? - And what urgent matter are you confirming to?"
 
William gulped. Now was the time, he needed to go inside and have his way with her. He regretted not having really thought of a plan before. But he had an idea. Remembering his discussions with the leading generals of the realm, He entered the bedroom with a determined look of his face.

«I came because I can no longer bear a secret, mother.» He said, simulating sorrow. «Insubordination in the ranks is growing since your late husband’s departure. It seems that having to obey a woman is too much for some of the best generals of your Kingdom.»

That was pretty much true. The majority of the soldiers and virtually all the officers hated having to swear a oath of fealty to a woman. And they feared the new laws favoring women were threatening the fabric of society.

«Almost every week, I’m asked to talk to my Royal Father, to ask him to assume the real control of the Kingdom, as to better protect your dynasty’s right to rule over us.» William then took a even more serious tone, and looked in his step-mother’s eyes.

«But we both know that it is not possible. Father is a gentle and caring man, but he just don’t have the talent and motivation to be a proper co-ruler. I spend my days reassuring my comrades, telling them that the situation is going to improve. They say that they trust me to take the good decisions, and to support them and their interests.»

William now turned his back and looked through the window. «I love you deeply, my Queen, and you can trust me to be faithful to my oath. But these influences grow stronger every day. The less loyal elements even ask me to take arms against you and become a King myself. Of course I can't let myself be distracted by such plots. And the time will come when I’ll be not longer able to keep the peace in Your Majesty’s army. I don't even have the power to sack the disobeying and plotting elements.»

He went to sit right next to his «mother» and started to make his demands.
«I swear to you that I’ll do my best to do my duty. But you'll have to support me. And there’s only one thing that you can give me.» Desire and lust was now way more visible in his body language. «I want to enjoy you as my father does. You have no idea how much I want you when I hear you yelling while my father fucks you.» He concentrated and told the real terms of his ultimatum, now that he finally told what he really wants. Every sane ambitious man his age would just have asked more power, more money or more prestige, but he just wanted the Queen to be his.

«Do what I want and everything will go on, you'll be queen and my father will be alongside you. I’ll repress any rebellious thought with the new powers you will give me. Refuse to help me and things tragic can happen. Something like a rebellion to protect our country’s ancestral laws, asking me, the young and promising general to take power instead of you, the gentle Queen. But it could be worse....» Sadism clearly showed in his eyes. «A mutiny could happen in my father’s escort. And when troops revolt, they usually take their revenge on their old masters....» He was jealous enough to risk his own father’s life to get the woman that obsessed him. Even if it was risky, as his head could very well be separated from his body before noon for such madness and blackmail. He restrained himself from showing fear, as he really did not know what would be the answer to his badly worded ultimatum. Tonight he would either sleep well for the first time since month, or he would be executed. The die was cast
 
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