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Good to be King (GoldenGateSon)

Fancy_Brat

Pulsar
Joined
Jan 9, 2009
With the past king passing away only a few days ago, the kingdom was still in a state of shock and recovery. He did have a son to take over, though many were worried about his young age getting in the way of making proper decisions. Perhaps that was what caused his widow, Queen Alexia, to request the audience of her sister in a neighboring kingdom. Their kingdoms shared an alliance, and surely they could discuss ways to put the peoples' worries to rest. Luckily, they did not have any opposing forces trying to strike in this time of vulnerability, so the new king, Steven, would not have to worry about battle either. The Queen was a beautiful woman nearing the age of 40, though it did not appear that her age was catching up to her. Many would argue she hardly looked any different 15 years ago when she had given birth to the young prince, having the body like a goddess and stealing the hearts of all the men in the kingdom. She had luscious blonder hair that reached her shoulders, with plump breasts and wide hips perfect for conceiving. At the request of her son, she was made to wear simple linen garments that barely managed to cover her voluptuous figure, and at time, it was easy to get a little peek at her nipples or sex through the linen. With the death of her husband, that did leave her to marry her son, though she was hesitant to simply give in when her son had yet to do anything as king. She knew he was not a slouch in the least, practicing with the soldiers and learning of his father's duties while the late king was still alive. He had plenty of knowledge and ability, but no chance had come up for him to apply them. She would do her best to support him, but at his age, she was sure his hormones were running a little wild as well. Luckily, he had a servant girl to tend to those special requests for him. He was rather attached to his mother though, and she had spoiled him a little as she had breastfed him just about all his life. She never knew when he would ask again, and she found it hard to refuse him. They had a wonderful relationship as mother and son, and she saw no reason to deny him of a simple request that she could fulfill. He did have yet to awake, but the duty of getting him up in the morning and getting him prepared fell on the neko servant girl that had served him since he was a young boy. Hopefully she wouldn't get held up by the young king...

The servant girl in question was used to waking up at least an hour before the young king would in order to get him ready in the morning. It was a bit odd for her to get up even earlier now that her master was the king. As his personal servant, she shared this room with him, though she clearly knew her place. Her kind had been in service for generations to this royal family, and she was the latest generation to serve them, being a bit older than the king at 22 years of age. She stood out among the servants, in more ways than one. Aside from her being a neko, she was quite tanned, her hair short and dark brown with her ears and tail matching. As expected of someone her age, her body was very promising, and many expected her to be very impressive as she grew older. For now, her body was slim and sexy, her body type just like all females of her home. Compared to the king, she was a few inches taller than him, but she was a willing servant and had accepted her role just as her kind had before. Her 'outfit' around the kingdom was hardly one at all, consisting of gold braces and anklets, as well as an ornate chain around her belly. She didn't seem to show any embarrassment despite her body being on full display, and nobody would be able to touch her except for the one she served. He had already had her many times in bed since they shared the room, and she could say that despite his age, he was a surprisingly good lover. She moved to his side, shaking him gently. "Your Majesty, you must wake up and get ready. You are expected in the throne room within the hour."
 
With the death of his father, Prince… no, King Steven was now the ruler of the kingdom. At 15 years of age, there were some who doubted that he would be a capable ruler, but those in court and who saw him regularly knew better. From an early age, he was raised as royalty should be raised, and as the heir to his father’s throne, he was given lessons in all the most important aspects of ruling. He learned of military tactics and strategy, taxation and commerce, and of course, court rules and proceedings. He was clever youth and took to the lessons fairly quickly, though it was no surprise since both his mother and father were very intelligent as well. Though his beautiful mother had blonde hair, the new King had the dark hair of his father which he kept at a medium length despite the heat of his country. Just as the academic lessons he undertook shaped and molded his mind, so too did his physical training help to hone his body. The King was fit and lean, though not muscular like some of the dedicated soldiers and warriors in his army, nor was was he scrawny or thin like the scholars and scribes of his court. At such a young age, he would have plenty of time to grow and develop into a great man. This was all of course thanks to the care that his father and mother had taken in raising him, and though the former king was a busy man, he took what time he could to spend with his son, leaving a favorable impression on the young prince’s mind. Even if his father was unable to spend too much time with him, Queen Alexia, Steven’s mother, would dote on him and nurture him as any other mother would her son. The pair spent a great deal of time together, wish the Queen helping to oversee Steven’s education and training. This deep connection they shared with each other manifested in other ways as well, such as the breastfeeding that continued to this very day. Though Steven of course ate other meals, he still enjoyed the taste of the milk and the intimacy that came with suckling from his mother’s bosom, and it was something that he did almost daily if not even multiple times a day after meals and lessons, or even before bed. It was also due to this intense fondness for his mother did Steven ultimately choose her to be his queen as well. While not unheard of in the history of the nation, such a pairing exactly common and left his Queen Alexia in a somewhat hesitant disposition. Nevertheless, Steven’s mind was made up, and he was certain that he would be able to sway his mother into being more accepting of the situation.

Though sound asleep and resting peacefully on his large bed in the royal chambers, Steven could still hear Sasha’s pleasant voice and feel her gentle touch as she tried to wake him. He let out a small groan as he stretched in bed before slowly opening his eyes and turning to look towards his faithful companion. “Time to wake up already, is it?” he said a bit groggily as he turned onto his side facing his servant, who laid in bed next to him now. Reaching out, he let his hands caress and squeeze her firm yet supple body from head to toe. Inch by inch, he groped and fondled her hips, breasts, legs, and buttocks, enjoying the feeling of her smooth, perfect skin against his as he did so. Leaning in closer to her, he began to kiss and nuzzle at his servant’s neck and breasts, even taking her nipples into his mouth to playfully suck on as his hands continued to roam and fondle her body. As he moved closer and closer into her, the King’s morning wood began to press into Sasha’s abdomen. They lay there together like that for a while, with Steven touching, squeezing, kissing, and sucking on his servant’s perfect body. After all, she was ultimately his slave, just as her mother had been to Steven’s father, and as his slave, she was his for the taking and to be used as he saw fit. Though Steven was neither cruel nor harsh, even caring perhaps, towards his personal servant and companion, he nevertheless had powerful urges that he satiated at least partially by touching her like this throughout all times of the day. For as long as Steven could remember, Sasha had been his. When they were younger, she would act as playmate, friend, and baby sitter on occasion when his mother was unavailable, but as they both grew older and Steven’s needs became more carnal, she indulged his cravings then as well. An early bloomer, Steven had known Sasha’s body for a few years now, and even with his upcoming marriage to his mother, he had no intention of stopping with her either. Though he wished to remain in bed for a little longer to fully enjoy Sasha’s body as he did the night before, he knew that it would look poorly upon him to arrive to court late, especially when he need to prove himself to some of the nobles after his father’s death.

“Let’s not make them wait too long then,” he said a little reluctantly as he leaned into kiss Sasha deeply and with tongue before pulling away and getting up off the bed. His large manhood bounced and stood proudly in the morning breeze coming through the window. “I’m ready to be dressed,” he called out into the hall where two other servant girls were always in attendance should he need something. Just like his personal servant Sasha, these two were completely naked as well, though without the jewelry that she wore which marked her as prized and favored among servants. He watched and waited patiently as they retrieved his loose fitting robes and dressed him, and once they were done, he sent them off with a light spank on the bottom and a gentle squeeze of the breast. Wrapping his arm around Sasha’s waist and hips, he began to make his way to the throne room with her in tow, rarely ever having her leave his side at all. As the couple exited his chambers, the two attendants outside followed behind them, as did two of Steven’s royal guard. “Since we didn’t have enough time in my room this morning, you’ll be taking care of me while I sit on the throne today,” he casually said to Sasha as he gave her plump butt a squeeze, regarding his still strong erection of course. He didn’t think too much of it as her pleasuring him in front of others was a rather common occurrence, and it was even something that Steven’s father had done with Sasha’s mother many times before. “Also, one of you go find my mother. I thirst and am in need of some of her milk,” he ordered as he turned his head briefly to the four following behind him but addressing nobody in particular, sure that one of them would run off soon enough to do as he wished. Turning his attention back forward, the small group finally entered the large throne room, with Steven’s hand still caressing and fondling Sasha’s plump buttocks as they walked through the entrance.
 
Sasha let out a little sigh of relief seeing him finally wake up, figuring they might still have enough time for him to get ready. She would have to make sure that Steven would sleep earlier in order to awake earlier in the morning, not wanting anyone, especially the Queen to think she was irresponsible and not taking her job seriously. Then again, her master seemed to show plenty of compassion for her at times she would apologize profusely. She had made mistakes before, but she aimed to be the perfect servant for him now as she had grown with him. She knew him since he was a young child, though recently, she had gotten to know him more in bed as he made frequent requests to have her service him or allow him to take her as she presented herself to him. She had expected that she would do most of her usual tasks from when he was younger, but she had to have expected him to want to try certain things at his age. And so, she would indulge him, allowing him to sample her lovely body as he saw fit. She was fine with allowing this, though it was still embarrassing for her. She was always pretty serious in her work, doing whatever task that was asked of her with all her ability. Perhaps that was why she had gotten in the habit of not showing her emotions so much, or trying not to in fear that it might get in the way of her work. Then again, she only really needed to have her master's approval, and she had yet to disappoint him. She was ready to address him as 'Your Highness', as was customary, though he did prefer that she still refer to him as 'Master'. It wasn't something that she had to be so serious about, but she would overthink things. She was a little surprised that he had gone and brought her in bed by his side, going right to teasing her and running his hands over her exposed skin as he usually did. Try as she might to keep from moaning out or letting her normally stoic expression falter, it would always fail at the hands of her master. He had done this far too many times with her, and he knew just what to do to get the older girl to moan out by finding the right place on her body. She froze up a little feeling his hardened member pressing against her belly, knowing how big he was despite his age. He couldn't really have been thinking to go at it right now? They had somewhere to go! "M-Master...please..." She pleaded softly for him to get prepared, but she didn't make an effort to stop him from touching her like this. She was in no position to prevent him from getting what he wanted after all.

By the time he had stopped and shown Sasha a little mercy, he had gotten her a little worked up and in need of a little more attention, but she'd have to wait. She could hear the reluctance in her master's voice, but at least they would make it on time. She leaned in to meet his lips as he kissed her, putting in just as much effort as he did before they pulled away. Hearing the king's request, the two servant girls from outside came rushing in, looking just a little bit flustered to see the king erect like this. Unlike Sasha, they hadn't quite gotten used to wearing so little clothing, but they carried out their duties without any trouble. They prepared his robes and helped him into them. And they both yelped out softly with the bit of groping and gentle spanks he'd given them before the were dismissed. With that, they were off to the throne room, and Sasha made sure to stay nice and close to Steven as he held her hip, followed by the attendants and royal guard. Sasha listened as Steven gave his command to have her service him while he sat on the throne, and seeing as his erection remained, it was all too obvious what he wanted. Still, she showed no hesitation in responding to him. "Of course, Master." No need for her to be embarrassed when those before her did exactly the same. One of the attendants timidly bowed and went off to find the Queen, who more than likely was ahead in the throne room. After all, they were discuss the marriage ceremony between Steven and the widowed Queen. Upon arriving and stepping through the doors to the throne room, Steven would see that the attendant from before was standing at the side of the Queen, who waited at the throne. Sasha moved with him, waiting for him to take his seat before she moved to her knees in front of him and got right to fishing out his cock from his garments. Soon, his 8 inch member popped out, just as thick and musky as Sasha knew it. Since he did not bathe in the morning, the musky scent it gave off was much stronger. It didn't stop her from taking hold of it and running her tongue over it slowly, getting it nice and slick with her saliva while all could watch. When doing something like this for him, she would always take it nice and easy like this until he told her to go further or make him cum. The attendant from before joined the other on the side opposite of the Queen, who turned her attention to her son. "Your Majesty, do you require your milk?" she asked, referring to him as king right now. It was a little odd now that her son was in a higher position than her and was to be addressed as such. Even while he might ask her not to refer to him in such a manner, she would at least say it as her first greeting. "Also, we have been in discussion regarding the day of the wedding ceremony...that is, if you intend to have it as a public event."
 
As Steven walked across the throne room with Sasha in his arm, he took notice of his mother already standing by the throne itself in all her regal beauty. “Hello, Mother,” he said happily with a smile before stepping up to her and pulling her into a kiss, pressing his whole body, and thus his throbbing manhood, into the Queen. He let go of Sasha briefly as he did this, wrapping both arms around his mother and letting his hands caress and roam her bare back as he parted his lips slightly to see if she would indulge him. He knew that naming his mother as his intended bride and queen put her in a slightly awkward position, and though he couldn’t keep his hands off of her, he tried not to be too forceful in the way he approached and made advances on her. He said with a smile as he pulled back from the kiss, letting his hands drift down her back until they rested on her full, bare bottom, barely hidden save for the thin strip of linen that covered her crack. He caressed her face before turning to take his seat on the large throne that his father had sat in before him. Without further orders from Steven and like the good servant she was, Sasha immediately got on her knees in front of the young King and pulled aside his loose robes, revealing his large throbbing manhood to the entire court. Steven let out a soft moan of pleasure as his favored servant got to work licking and stroking him expertly in front of all these people, something everyone was accustomed to witnessing by now. Adjusting himself in his seat and spreading his legs to be more comfortable, he turned to look up at Queen Alexia who was still standing next to him. ““Mother, I told you that you don’t need to call me that. ‘Son’ is perfectly fine just as before,” he responded, wanting his mother to feel comfortable despite the new power shift between them. When Alexia mentioned milk, Steven’s eyes immediately drifted down to her chest, where the thin fabric barely held up her large, luscious breasts, and her dark nipples could be easily seen through the nearly sheer garment. “Perhaps the milk could way,” he said after a moment’s hesitation as he glanced about the court the nobles in attendance. “We have things to discuss, and I wouldn’t want to be a bad king now.” On one particularly teasing flick of the tongue from Sasha against the underside of his head, Steven squirmed a bit in his seat as he readjust once more before running his hands through his servant’s hair, scratching at her ears just as she liked and massaging her scalp. “Mmmmm, yes… that’s a good kitty,” he said softly and with a smile as he looked down into the eyes of the nekomimi servicing him. “And as for the wedding,” he said as he turned his attention back to his mother,” I believe that the wedding should be a public event. The people ought to know who their new king has chosen as his queen and bride. We can be wed on the throne room balcony overlooking the city. That way, the people will be able to take witness from below while the nobles can remain here in the court,” he explained with authority and confidence, a bit odd given that his servant girl was in the process of licking his cock from base to head at the moment.

“Are there any other matters regarding the wedding that need to be finalized, or will you be able to handle them, Mother?” he asked as he turned back to look at Sasha on her knees. “Mmm, that’s enough teasing now, Kitten. Be a good girl and start sucking me,” he said in a low groan as he continually massaged her head and scratched at her ears just the way she liked. Even though she was his servant, after spending so many years together it was only natural that Steven also learned what Sasha liked and disliked, and he was more than happy to pleasure his favorite servant, in more ways than one. “And while you’re at it, make sure to spread your legs so everyone can see your beauty,” he added with a smile. His command to bare her womanhood to the court was not given in an attempt to humiliate her, but far from it. Steven was sincere when he said he wanted everyone to see her beauty, as after his gorgeous mother, Sasha was the next most beautiful woman in the kingdom to him, and he wanted others to know it. His order to have her walk about in the nude was partially driven by this feeling, though of course his main desire was to be able to see her glorious nude body at all times for himself. When the wedding matters had all been discussed and finished, the other court dealings were brought before the throne, with Sasha still on her knees pleasure Steven as he dealt out judgment and decree. Several cases came forth, some regarding criminal cases in which criminal’s needed judgement, others civil between arguing neighbors over who owned a particular tree or bush between the borders of their land. Over all, these court proceedings were a rather dull affair, but Steven knew it was his kingly duty to oversee them and to deal with them. One by one the cases came and went, and Steven grew more weary as time went by, though the attentive neko servant girl at his feet kept him at attention in more ways than one. Steven’s stamina was always made evident when this happened, as a dozen or so cases were brought before him and he had still yet to release his load. He and the others knew this would happen, so he had one of the other attending servant girls bring in a pillow for Sasha to rest on as she pleasured the King early on. When all the cases had been finally dealt with, it was approaching midday, and so Steven dismissed the other nobles, leaving the throne room empty save for his mother, the two servant girls, his personal guard, and of course Sasha on her knees.
 
Aside from the shift in power, Queen Alexia had to adjust to her son being her husband now. She had, for the most part, expected things to turn out this way, though perhaps his frequent romps with Sasha had gotten him to act a little more confident in making advances toward her as well. Normally, she might scold him for his behavior, but he was the king now, and she was to bend to his will. She had accepted that they would marry, and so she had a big role in how it would be arranged and when the people would be able to witness it and so on. Based on his recent behavior, she knew he intended to get intimate with her as well, not to say they hadn't been close already. The times she would let him feed from her breasts was a nice soothing bonding moment between them, and she knew how much she spoiled him. She was not sure she could think of him he same way as she did with her husband, the late King. So she was not too surprised when he brought her close for a kiss, though she did feel his throbbing erection against her belly as he held himself close. Had they been at it again? Probably not anytime in the morning. While his hands roamed over her skin, she seemed a little unsure of where to put her own hands as there were many watching them. She settled with placing them on his shoulders as he continued, and she did feel his tongue at her lips, seeking to push inside. He would be able to tell she was still hesitant, but she gave in and parted her lips, allowing their tongues to dance against each other. "Mmf..." She sighed softly in the kiss, letting it continue for as long as he wanted while his hands wandered more over her lovely figure. She couldn't help but shiver a little as his fingers glided over her bare skin, most of it exposed thanks to the linen garments he had dressed her in. As the kiss finally ended, she felt his hands rest on her plump rear, where all was exposed save for her crack. He was a lot more confident in touching her in a way he normally wouldn't, and it was due to his interactions with Sasha. She had to wonder just what went on with those two, but it would be improper to walk in on them or think too much on it. After he pulled away, she watched as he took his spot on the throne, allowing Sasha to fish out his cock and get to work. She knew he didn't really want her to address him in such a way that was above her, but she was sure it was the best way to go. She could refer to her husband before as 'Darling' or 'Dear' and all that, but it didn't really feel right with her son. Even so, she thought he might want to hear those names later. "Yes, of course. Forgive me." Steven had not gotten any milk from her today, so she had expected he might want to feed from her now. While they usually did that behind closed doors, nobody was surprised if they saw her feeding him where anyone could see. She was a little surprised he would put it off for now, but at least they could discuss the wedding without too much distraction now. Sasha seemed to respond positively to the praise from Steven, meeting his gaze for a moment as she continued her treatment. She even could be heard purring softly as he patted her head and scratched behind her ears.

"That does sound reasonable." More than likely, the people would want to see how the new King would look like with their Queen. More than likely, they might expect some words from him as well since he had yet to make a public speech as King. "I should be able to handle everything else for the wedding. That was my main concern considering your sudden coronation. Sasha's ears perked up a little hearing her master speak up, wanting her to go a little further now. "Yes, Master." While he continued to scratch behind her ears, she parted her lips to take in his cock, letting it slide in without any trouble. She worked inch after inch inside, taking him into her throat without gagging since she was so used to this already. Every time she took him to the base, she would hold her head down for a little bit before lifting her head back up, letting him feel the vibrations from her purrs and moans. She made sure to spread out her legs as he said, letting everyone look as she displayed herself. Again, she did so without hesitation or embarrassment, focused solely on pleasing her master. With the discussion of the wedding put aside, it left Steven to deal with some cases brought before him, all of which he handled with great patience and wisdom. All the while, his mother and soon-to-be bride stood at his side to offer her support. Sasha of course, continued to bob her head over her master's throbbing member, not too exhausted as she had done this plenty of times. She knew of his stamina, and she had managed to make it so she could continue like this until he would cum. She was grateful for them bringing a pillow for her though, making it easier for her to keep going. By the time the cases were dealt with, Sasha was still bobbing her head at a steady pace over the King's cock, all while the Queen, attendants and guard stood nearby. His mother turned to him. "Well then, my son...would you want to take your milk now or wait a little?"
 
Steven hadn’t expected too much reciprocation from his mother especially with his father’s death occurring not too long ago, so he was pleasantly surprised when he felt her part her lips and meet his tongue with hers. He even heard her sigh into the kiss as well as feel her slight shiver of pleasure at his touch, all good signs to Steven that his mother was slowly, if at least hesitantly, enjoying their physical intimacy. When he had finally taken his seat on the throne and began to listen to the cases brought before him, he would occasionally turn to his mother for advice on how to proceed. After all, she was still his senior, and after all these years at court with his father, she was much more experienced in dealing with such matter than he was. Nevertheless, he showed great aptitude in dealing with all these issues brought before him and learned from his mother rather quickly as she stood by his side offering advice. All the while, he could feel Sasha’s luscious lips wrapped around his thick, pulsing cock while her tongue slide up and down the shaft and around his sensitive head. Though he was focused and sharp on the dealings of the court, he was continually aware of teh sensations rushing through his loins as Sasha pleasured him like a good kitten, and he would often make a side comment between verdicts to encourage her and let her know how good she was doing. Of course, his hands kept busy by petting her head and playing with her ears. Sasha’s experience with orally servicing Steven was evident, as without a gag reflex she could take him all the way down his 8” shaft without even hesitating, causing Steven to stifle groans and to shift in his seat at the pleasure. As he attended to the matter brought before him, the entire court was framed nicely over Sasha’s back and round rump, with her tail in the air and her sex bared for all to see. When the final nobles had left and the last case dealt with, the throne room was left fairly empty, and so when Queen Alexia turned to her son offering her milk to him, Steven didn’t hesitate in answering. “Yes, Mother. I could use some milk after such a long time.” After all, it was nearing midday and Steven had yet to eat or drink anything this entire time, and so he looked forward to the sweet, thirst quenching milk of his mother’s breasts. He then looked back down at his nekomimi servant girl, faithfully bobbing her head up and down his now saliva slickened as she had been doing for some time now. “That’s a good girl, Kitten. That’s enough for now. Master needs to drink his mother’s milk,” he said as he let her bob her head a few more times before pulling her up into his lap briefly. “I didn’t finish here, so we’ll finish up properly in my bedroom once I finish here with mother,” he spoke softly into her ear, almost at a whisper. He then pulled back a bit and leaned in for a kiss, pressing his open mouth to hers and letting their tongues play and wrestle. Though Sasha had been sucking, licking, and deep throating every inch of his throbbing manhood for some time, Steven didn’t mind the taste of himself on her, more than happy to simply kiss his servant like this. He slide on hand down Sasha’s bare bully until it met her mound where he began to run his finger through her lower lips, rubbing at the entrance of her sex as the other slid upwards instead to grab hold of her supple, hanging breasts. He touched and fondled Sasha like this for some time, kissing her deeply with tongue and moans while his mother and the remaining servants and guards watched. When he felt he had had enough for now, he pulled back and looked into Sasha’s eyes with a smile before bringing his fingers up, now shiny with her wetness, and placed them at her mouth for her to clean off. He then gave her round, juicy rump a smack, making it bounce and jiggle as he told her to get up.

“Now stand next to me, Kitten, and wait until I’m finished with Mother,” he said as the looked towards his mother and reached out his hand to take hold of hers, pulling her towards him while he sat on the throne. Though their intimate breastfeeding sessions often took place behind closed doors, Steven had often fed from his mother in plain view, and with so few people left in the throne room and with his growing thirst and desire, he thought nothing of drinking from her in front of the other servant girls and guards. “Come here, Mother,” he said gently and with a smile as he pulled her up onto his lap as he sat on the throne, his hard, throbbing manhood still standing proud and in the open, shining with Sasha’s saliva from before. He pulled her close until his face was mere inches from her linen covered breasts, and with how close they were, his manhood pressed up firmly against his mother’s womanhood. Though a single piece of fabric served to cover her mound from unwanted attention, it was so thin that it may have well not even been there at all, especially with Sasha’s saliva dampening the cloth slightly. Steven could feel every detail his mother’s sex as his own pressed up against it: her full, unshaven mound, her small clit, and the crevice formed by her parting lower lips. “I’ve been waiting for this since I woke up today, Mother,” he said as he pulled down the thin strip of fabric covering Alexia’s bountiful chest and dark nipples. Though she was nearing 40 and had been breastfeeding Steven since he was a babe, Alexia’s magnificent breasts had barely aged. Though they had in fact softened a bit, making them deliciously supple to the touch, they still stood proudly on their own with only the faintest hint of sagging, if there even was any. Steven stared in appreciation of his mother’s breasts for a moment as he held her to him before finally leaning in to begin his meal. With this hands roaming Alexia’s bare back and supporting her as she straddled his hips, Steven began to gently kiss, lick, and suck on the Queen’s breasts as he worked up to his drink and meal. He lavished Alexia’s chest for some time, something that had only recently begun since his father’s death, as he was now free to explore his mother’s body as a man to a woman. Not wanting to make her wait too much longer, he finally took one of her dark nipples into his mouth, already erect and with a drop of milk leaking from it, and begun to gently suck away. He moaned in pleasure against his mother’s bosom as the delicious milk began to flow into his mouth, causing him to pull her even more tightly against him, and in turn, causing his manhood to press even more firmly against her sex through her garments. He sucked hungrily and loudly on his mother’s breast now in the otherwise quiet throne room.
 
Seeing as they were alone, along with everyone else who went with Steven wherever he went, Queen Alexia was not surprised that he intended to have his milk now. With how frequently he partook of her milk, they had even started to leak around the time he would call for her, just like now as she waited for him. The little drops of milk sunk into the cloth, making her dark nipples much easier to see. The way he would always hungrily suckle and feed from her breasts would sometimes get her moaning out despite her attempts to stay quiet. She didn't understand why she was starting to get that sort of pleasure from it now when she had been nursing him since he was born. Then again, he had already been getting more intimate by kissing her and groping her when he had the chance. His experiences with Sasha were going to carry over to her it seemed. What made it more odd was the fact he was quite skilled in kissing and he knew just the way to run his hands over her body as though he'd done that many times before. Sasha still looked as though she could bob her head over her master's cock for a good while longer, but Steven was putting her work on hold for now. It didn't bother her in the least that he would want to put time with his mother and soon-to-be wife over her. She did care for him, but she was set to follow his every command he had for her. Since she was to pull away, she made sure to keep her head down on his entire cock for a little while, letting him feel the vibrations from her purring wash over his cock before she slowly pulled herself right off him. She was a little surprised that he had gone and pulled her into his lap then, teasing her still as he whispered his intentions for later in her ear. "Yes, Master." Before she was let go, she was given another playful kiss, feeling his tongue slip into her mouth as they exchanged saliva again. She could be seen squirming as his hand traveled down her front, and she let out a soft groan as he started to tease her bare pussy a little. She knew very well what he intended to do with her, and he was preparing her for that. Her hips rocked a little against his fingers as she got nice and wet, coating his fingers with her naughty fluids. When he held his fingers for her to clean, she did not hesitate to lean in and quickly suck his fingers and lap away any fluids that remained. She was very thorough in cleaning in, leaving no trace of her juices. She let out a soft yelp as he smacked her rear, knowing she had to move away.

She went to stand where Alexia had been waiting, her body squirming just a little from her arousal he had worked her up to. Alexia took her son's hand as he reached for her, making her way around to come in front of him. It seemed they would have a little audience today, but they would not say anything. It was the desires of the king to do this, and Steven's father was not above making his own interesting commands to his servants. Normally when she nursed him, she would be the one sitting while he rested his head in her lap and suckled to his heart's content. Now she was going to be in his lap. She slipped onto his lap, facing him and feeling his slick, erect member press right up against her sex through the thin linen. With how much Sasha had pleasured him just now, she expected that he was quite worked up, but he only intended to feed from her breasts, right? He did agree to put off any sexual acts with her until after their wedding, though it did not make her feel any less odd about this. "I won't keep you waiting any longer, my son. Drink to your heart's content." The fabric over her large breasts was easily pulled aside to let them spill out in front of Steven, and it was not surprising that Steven sought out frequent nursing sessions with her to sample her amazing breasts. As of late, he would build up to suckling on her nipple, the soft kisses and licks making her groan softly as she placed her hands on his shoulders. Once he did get started, she felt him pull up closer, in turn pushing his cock against her sex a bit more and getting a soft gasp from her. "Nnng...mmy son, there is no need to be so rough."
 
Steven was ravenous by the time he began to suckle from his mother’s large, supple breasts, both in terms of hunger and thirst as well as sexually. Normally, he would have been happy to wait until they returned to one of their chambers, at which point he would climb into his mother’s lap and suckle from her breasts as she held him, much like they had done since he was a baby. Today, however, without his morning release and having been worked up by Sasha while sitting on the throne for so long, the King was not in the mood for waiting. This also made him much more forward with his desires for his mother. Though he was required by custom and tradition to wait until after the marriage ceremony before taking her to bed, he sought to test those customs and push the boundaries of what was considered allowed. He was the king after all, and that came with certain privileges.

He sucked on her large, dark nipples hungrily, flicking his tongue across the erect nub on her breast as he did so. To him, these sessions were much more than merely quenching his thirst. From as early as he could remember, breastfeeding from Alexia was an intimate bonding experience, but as he grew older and his carnal desires developed, such bonding took on another layer of meaning for him, something was definitely showing now as Alexia sat on her son’s lap, his cock pressing up against her sex. His hands continued to roam her back, caressing her and squeezing her mature body all over. As he moved his face back and forth between her left and right breasts, he left a spot of saliva on each nipple as he brought a hand around to squeeze and fondle the breast he wasn’t currently sucking on.

“Sorry, Mother. I’m just so thirsty is all,” he said with a mischievous smile before kissing her breasts all over. As he said this he began to roll his hips, grinding up against Alexia as she straddled his lap. He could feel his thick shaft run along her clit and between her pussy lips, all barely shielded from his manhood by that thin piece of cloth. Though of course it was royally made fabric and smooth as silk, Steven desired the smoothness that direct contact could give him. Sliding his hands down Alexia’s back as he continued to kiss and lick at her ample breasts, he reached under the back flap of her loin cloth, grabbing her full, round ass. The King fondled her mature behind for some time, spreading squeezing her juicy cheeks and spreading them apart as he continued to of course lavish her breasts with attention, punctuating the sucking of her nipples occasionally with playful flicks of the tongue.

After some time of this, Steven reached for the knots that held up Alexia’s loincloth at the hips and pulled at the strings, undoing them completely. Grabbing those last remaining articles of clothing, he tossed them off to the side where one of the attending servant girls picked it up. “Don’t worry, Mother,” he said calmly as he pressed forward while pulling her down onto him more firmly. “I won’t break my promise. I’m just giving you a preview of our wedding night,” he continued with a smile as he resumed the gyrations of his hips. Without the fabric in the way, Steven’s stiff, saliva slickened cock now pressed up directly against Alexia’s bare pussy lips. He let out a soft groan of pleasure as their sexes came into direct contact with each other, and he buried his face in his mother’s breasts once more as he resumed kissing and suckling from her. He grabbed hold of her juicy buttocks with both hands, fondling her mature ass cheeks and pushing her forward and back against him as he rocked his hips forward and back on his throne. His thick shaft rubbed up and down the entrance to her between her lower lips as it also rubbed up against her clit firmly. Steven was now openly frotting against his mother in the throne room as Sasha and the attendants watched him, his moans of pleasure muffled as his lips once more found her nipples to suck on.
 
Alexia's hands tightened on her son's shoulders, showing that she was never really ready for it now that he drank from her breasts so roughly. It didn't take much to extract her milk, but anyone else watching would think he wasn't simply trying to feed from her. Then again, it wasn't unknown that Steven's fondness for his mother went beyond that of a regular relationship. Alexia was still such a lovely woman at her age, more than capable of bearing another heir to the throne. And Sasha would know very well that at his age, Steven was a very incredible lover. Her normally stoic disposition would disappear, showing a side to her that only Steven had seen. She could be pretty cute when she was squirming and groaning under him, face in the sheets in an attempt to hide her embarrassment. Such an image was hard to imagine looking at Sasha now as she waited on the side watching this all happen. Of course, hearing the sounds from the Queen made her squirm a little knowing that Steven intended to finish what he started after this. Alexia continued to gasp out every now and then from Steven's rough suckling. Even with this being a frequent occurrence, she had yet to get used to it so she could keep quiet. It was a little embarrassing to make such sounds when there was a small audience. Despite her efforts, her son would not let up on her, looking to possibly drain her of all her milk if that was even possible. She never did know when his sessions would end, as he always went until he was satisfied. Seeing as he hadn't had a drop of her milk since this morning, he might end up prolonging this a little, and she wasn't sure she could handle it when he had his thick, throbbing cock up against her sex like this. It was almost like he was threatening to push into her, but he managed to refrain himself, if only a little bit.

She could understand how thirsty he might be, but it seemed almost unfair to her that she had to endure this teasing from him, feeling that thick cock still grinding roughly against her royal pussy. She easily got nice and wet from the constant stimulation to her clit as well, with more of her mature groans leaving her. That mischievous look he gave her showed that he intended to tease her, giving her a good hint of his desire for her and what he wanted to do so badly. At the same time, his hands roamed all over her luscious skin, wide hips and plump ass cheeks. Her breasts got equal attention, receiving so many kisses and licks perhaps even more than Steven feeding from her. She let out a surprised gasp feeling the strings of her loincloth come undone before he tossed it aside, making it so her bare pussy would grind against his cock now. "W-wait! S-Steven! Ahhh!" Her arms went to wrap around his neck, pulling him close to her chest as she tried to endure this. He was doing the next best thing aside from penetrating her, and poor Alexia couldn't keep her voice down like this. Sasha squirmed next to them as she watched all this unfold. Her thighs pressed together and she felt her sex heat up a little knowing that it would be her making noises like that in time. Well, hopefully she'd be able to control herself a little. In the meantime...the Queen's cries filled the throne room as Steven did all this, perhaps focusing on pleasuring her more than feeding from her. This was just a preview of what he planned for their wedding night. She didn't even have him penetrating her and she was making this much noise.

But then at some point, Steven would pull away from her nipples, which glistened with his saliva and a bit of her milk. She was then lifted from his lap, her sex still dripping with her own fluids what with how roughly he had ground up against her. She was noticeably trembling, looking a little uneasy on her legs as she was brought so close to orgasm before he pulled away. Regardless of how she felt on all this, she couldn't believe he had left her so close. She stood there with her lower body bare, certainly not the usual image of a Queen. Sasha would wait for Steven to address her and bring her to his room, as she knew he had to finish what she had started.
 
Steven was relentless in his advances on Alexia, teasing her and touching her in all the right places to get her to react just the way she did. Her constant moans of pleasure even came as a surprise to him, since he had only ever known his mother to be a self controlled woman. Though that wasn’t exactly true, as Steven could recall several occasions when he heard moaning from his mother’s room followed by several female servants exiting a while later. Knowing that his royal, proper mother Alexia took to bed so many women at once would drive him wild, and it was on those days and nights that he would ravage Sasha for hours, wishing that he could do to his mother what those servant girls had done. Now, here in the throne room, he was getting very close to doing just that. Oh how he wanted, needed to penetrate the Queen right there on the throne, but he had made a promise and knew he had to keep it. When she threw her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her, he wasn’t quite sure if he had struck a nerve and gotten her desire burning, or if she was just trying to stabilize herself against his sexual advances. Regardless, he was more than pleased she did so as his cock only pressed even more firmly against her moistening sex, and his face was buried into her supple, milk heavy breasts. He remained in this position for quite some time, grinding his large, thick cock firmly against her wet sex as his hands groped and fondled her mature, round ass and wide hips. He continued to moan into Alexia’s breasts as he sucked on her erect nipples, still drinking her milk despite what he was doing to the rest of her luscious body. He didn’t even take heed of Sasha’s reaction and arousal, nor those of the two attendant girls standing nearby. He was far too involved with enjoying his mother’s body, but as time went on, he felt that he was nearing release.

Knowing that he would be unable to go all the way with the Queen, with great reluctance and tremendous restraint, he pulled himself away from her and placed her on her feet in front of him as he stood up himself. The woman standing in front of him was quite the sight to behold. His normally proper mother was now completely naked, her glistening juices running from her swollen sex down her trembling inner thighs. He needed release, and he needed it now. “I promise to finish the job on our wedding night, Mother,” he said apologetically with a smile. He then stepped up close to her, wrapping one arm behind her back and pulling her into him once more for a deep and sensuous kiss. His tongue entered her mouth and swirled around hers as he slid his other hand down her abdomen to her sex. His fingers ran through her unshaven mound until it reached the folds of her lower lips which he tenderly and gently rubbed, feeling her feminine juices get onto him. He kissed and teased her like this for several moments longer before he pulled away with a smile on his face. He raised his fingers to his mouth and licked them clean, loving the taste of his mother on them. Slowly turning away from Alexia, Steven walked towards Sasha and grabbed her firmly by the waist. “One of you,” he said addressing the two servant girls standing there. “Help your Queen get dressed, and help her finish her off if she so desires,” he said commandingly before he walked quickly back to his room with Sasha in tow.

Once back in his chambers, he gave Sasha a firm slap on her ass, leaving a slightly pink handprint on her otherwise tanned skin and making her firm cheek jiggle from the force. “Get on the bed, Whore,” he addressed her as he moved to one of his cabinets, fetching Sasha’s black leather collar with silver studs and her black leather leash, “And lie flat on your stomach with your legs and arms spread for me.” Steven often made tender, sensual love with Sasha, but on occasion when he was particularly aroused or sexually frustrated, usually due to his mother, he would treat her somewhat roughly, taking out all his sexual frustration on her. He never did anything to truly hurt her, but he was a little rougher in his actions and in his words. Once he had gotten the collar and leash, he stripped off his robes, leaving him completely naked once more and with his still erect and throbbing cock pointed at Sasha as she got into position as he had asked. He climbed up after her, getting behind her and between her spread legs as he leaned over and slipped the collar over her neck shortly before connecting the leash. Wrapping the leash around his hand to shorten its length, he leaned over Sasha’s shoulder to whisper into her ear. “You know what I’m going to do to you, don’t you, Whore?” he taunted her as he brought his hips up and pressed the head of his large cock against the entrance to her already wet pussy, “I’m going to ravage you like a slut, then fill you with my thick seed.” As he said this, he pushed his hips forward, easily sinking his long and thick cock into Sasha’s wet and receptive cunt. He pushed and pushed until he was fully buried to the hilt, his bulbous head pressing firmly into Sasha’s cervix from behind. He groaned as he did this, placing on hand on her lower back for support as he tugged at her leash with the other hand. It seemed that only Sasha truly enjoyed being used like this among all of the servant girls, and he loved her for it.
 
Alexia was still shocked that he had brought her so close, only to leave her hanging at the edge of her orgasm. As she stood there on the side, she resisted the urge to just touch herself right there in front of everyone, though that meant she's have to go up to her room later and make sure she took care of this. However, it didn't look like Steven was completely finished with her. She did want to dress herself even a little, but he had already come up in front of her again, promising the finish this and take her on their wedding night. With what he had done just from teasing her now, she was starting to think it would feel pretty good, even while it was her son sharing the bed with her. His hand went around her back, pulling her in close for another deep, passionate kiss that definitely wasn't something one would expect from mother and son. Like before, she didn't wait long before giving in and making some effort to return the gesture. She was content with just this, but she felt his hand trail down her front to then start teasing her her wet sex, easily coating his fingers in her naughty fluids. He didn't tease her long enough to help her reach her orgasm, and he was pulling back to go join Sasha. In hearing that he'd want the servant girls to tend to her needs, she would take advantage of that, waiting for them both to dress her before she would take them along hurriedly to her bedroom. Just as Sasha would take Steven's pent up frustration, those two poor attendants would have quite an experience with the worked up Queen.

Sasha stayed nice and close to Steven, her arms around one of his now. Upon entering his room again, Sasha yelped out as he smacked her ass so roughly. It was a much harder smack than he usually gave her, making it so a little handprint formed on her ass. She shivered a little with the name he addressed her with, moving to the bed obediently while he went to retrieve her collar and leash. She actually had two different collars: one for public appearances, and one for private moments like this where Steven would take out hi sexual frustration on her. She got down flat on her belly, waiting for him to join her. She could hear the rustling of his clothes as he slipped out of them, leaving him naked. She was used to this sight, seeing as she was the one taking care of all his sexual needs and desires. She felt the bed sink just a little as he went and climbed up over her, getting nice and comfortable between her spread legs. She lifted her head up a little to make it easier to slip on the collar, and the leash was attached right after. With him wrapping the leash around his hand, it made her head lift off the bed a little already. She shivered a little under him again as he whispered in her ear, sounding much different from when he would make sweet, tender love to her. He was a wild beast waiting to ravage her and remind her of her place under him. Her hands gently gripped at the sheets already, feeling his cock pressed up at the entrance of her tight, wet pussy. "Y-Yes...please use me as your fuck toy, Master!" She was genuinely antsy about this, knowing how wild these sessions got. There were times she had nearly passed out from this, the mix of pain and pleasure proving to be quite overwhelming. Once he started to fill her pussy up, her grip on the sheets tightened, a low groan leaving her as it sunk deeper and deeper. It went it rather smoothly despite how tight she still was, showing that she was properly trained to take his cock when he wanted. She let out a cute little whimper feeling his cock press up against her cervix so roughly, and with him tugging a little at her leash, it made her arch back a little while he kept himself hilted deep inside her. She was noticeably trembling under him, but she had come to really enjoy having him treat her like this, using her body only for his pleasure when he got so worked up.
 
Steven could never forget just how good of a servant and a lover Sasha was, her actions and words proving that many times over. It was the little things like knowing to raise her head off the bed to allow him to more easily apply her collar, or her lewd response to his dirty that made her such a good slave, and a particularly good sex slave at that. “Yes, you are a fuck toy, aren’t you, Slut?” he teased her as he began to pump his hips, sliding his large manhood in and out of Sasha’s tight, receptive sheath. If the cat girl hadn’t been as wet as she was, it would not be so easy to make love to her. Her sex was extremely tight, and his manhood quite thick. He could feel her inner walls grip him perfectly, almost as if she was doing it on purpose. This was another thing that he noted to be different between Sasha and the other servant girls. For some reason, she appeared tighter to him, to have a level of control over the muscles within her womanhood in a way that the other girls did not. Whether this was due to being an nekomimi or not, he didn’t know, but he surely wasn’t complaining.

Steven could feel Sasha’s body trembling beneath him as she let out cute whimpers of pleasure as he slid in and out of her from behind, each time pulling out nearly all the way before thrusting back in until his bulbous cockhead firmly pressed against the entrance to her womb. As he leaned over her firm body from behind, he could feel Sasha’s lithe tail moving between them. Sometimes, the extra appendage would get in the way, but she was so well trained and so accustomed to having it, that it was often more advantageous than not. Steven also knew that Sasha’s tail was a particular sensitive area of her body for her, and he had often played with it, both during their lovemaking and during less intimate times, knowing that it gave her pleasure. Now, he slid his hand from her lower back down onto her plump ass, squeezing her luscious cheeks before grabbing hold of her tail at the base and tugging on it. He pulled at it firmly, though definitely not enough to hurt Sasha. Despite his frenzied lust and the rough sex they had, he still cared enough about her to make sure that he didn’t harm her in anyway.

With one hand tugging at her tail near her bottom and with the other hand tugging at her leash and collar about her neck, Sasha was contorted into a somewhat prominent arch, her back curved noticeably as Steven continued to drive into her from behind. He picked up the pace and the force of his thrusts now that he had full leverage over Sasha’s body. His hips moved faster and harder against her, slapping against her large, firm buttocks with force and making her juicy cheeks jiggle with each thrust inward. He tugged on the leash firmly, though like with the tail, he made sure to restrain himself just enough so that he wasn’t hurting her.

After having been worked up so much all morning by her oral skills why on the throne and then by teasing his mother so much as he fed from her breasts, Steven wouldn’t last quite as long as he normally would while making love to Sasha. He had a little ways to go before he reached the point of no return, however, and so he wanted to use the time best he could before he came. He leaned his face town towards Sasha, her body shifting back and forth on the bed and sheets a bit from the force of his thrusts into her. Kissing and licking his way up her smooth, bare back, he began to kiss and nibble at her neck and shoulder. “Do you like being used by Master? Do you like being Master's breeding whore?” he teased as he gave her tail a squeeze at the same time to elicit a reaction from her. Whenever they made love, Steven was always sure to deposit as much of his seed deep inside of Sasha as he could. While he hadn't actually thought extensively about impregnating his servant, it was simply an erotic idea that stemmed from his actions and enhanced his pleasure. He was groaning in pleasure as he plunged into her now, not sure how much longer he’d be able to last before filling up his faithful servant to the brim.
 
It was a lot different from what most people saw when these two were together, but both Steven and Sasha found great pleasure in these special romps between them. Sasha seemed to especially enjoy being treated like this, being dominated and reminded of who she served, but she knew her master still genuinely cared for her. She was more than willing to let him take out his sexual frustration out on her, and she'd always be mewling and crying out loudly as a result. It definitely was a good thing she had prepared him earlier with her oral treatment, as his thick cock would provide some discomfort to those who were not accustomed to someone his size. Of course, Sasha would be just fine. She didn't feel any discomfort at all when he would take her, and they could both enjoy the wild mating sessions that so frequently occurred between them. "Ha~! Ahhh~! M-Master!!!" Sasha couldn't help but cry out when it felt so good to be dominated like this. She did look pretty cute when she was enjoying herself like this, and nobody would be fortunate enough to see this expression except for Steven. She only would serve Steven anyway, and perhaps he could revel in knowing he could get his normally serious neko servant to moan and cry out like a little whore.

She squealed out and gasped every time the thick, bulbous head of his cock pressed up against her womb so roughly. Honestly, in times like this, it seemed to awake some sort of wild instincts in her, the kind that animals in heat would follow when with a powerful male dominating them. In a positioned like this, it definitely looked like Steven was the powerful male ready to mark her as his and breed her. Every time Steven handled her like this, Sasha found it hard to restrain her desire for him to actually breed her and fill her up to impregnate her. She knew his desires were mainly with his mother, and he was obviously looking forward to bedding her and birthing an heir. She had no real reason to be jealous when she was bent over to be taken so often, though she sort of felt like she wanted to be something more special to him. Perhaps having a child with him would show that she was more than just his little sex pet to be used whenever he felt it. She would willingly continue to please him so, but her instincts were starting to kick in more. She loved having him grope at her rear, but she felt his hand wrap around the base of her tail to give it a firm tug, making her squeal out even louder from the mix of pain and pleasure that came from it. Her pussy would tighten up each time he tugged on her, rewarding him for teasing her.

Even with Steven tugging on Sasha's leash and tail at the same time, she did not complain through it all. It did seem like an uncomfortable position, but she was able to handle it just fine. She could also tell that her master was restraining himself so that he didn't serious harm her. Even while he was using her for his own pleasure, he would make sure she enjoyed it as well. As he started to kiss and nip at her neck and shoulders, she could feel her orgasm coming up. The way he ravaged her like this was always something she could endure for so long, as much as she secretly hoped it could go longer. If Steven hadn't teased her about being his breeding whore, she might have managed to keep quiet, but her secret desire for him to impregnate her got the best of her when he said that. "Y-Yes...! Y-Yes, please breed me and fill me up with all your seed, Master! I...I wish to carry your child!" She felt a little embarrassed after saying it, but there was no way she could take it back now. She could only wait and see what his reaction would be...
 
As Steven continued to slam his hips into Sasha’s large, juicy ass and making her plump cheeks jiggle and redden from the force, Steven groaned in pleasure loudly as he felt her pussy walls tightening around his this, penetrating cock. She had excellent control of her sexual muscles, and each time she gripped his manhood tighter, it felt as though her vagina was trying to milk the cum right out of his balls and shaft. The young king was having an amazing time ravaging his obedient and faithful sex slave when he heard her cry out, begging him to impregnate her. Steven’s eyes had been closed and his head tilted up in pleasure as he pounded her from behind, but when he heard those words his eyes opened up and he looked down at the neko slave girl rocking back and forth against the sheets from the force of his thrusts. Steven’s dirty talk about impregnating Sasha had more or less merely been just that, dirty talk with no real intent behind them, but there was desire and sincerity behind Sasha’s request.

He was a bit surprised at this, as he had often teasingly brought up the subject during their sexual unions and she would respond just as teasingly and seductively as he had so as to enhance his experience and arousal. As such, he was keenly aware about her difference in tone and intent behind what she had just said as she lay beneath him. Steven \mulled over Sasha’s request, though his hips never once stopped or even slowed down, nor did his grip on her leash and tail loosen as the thought about it. Sasha was more than just a sex slave and fuck toy to him, though he certainly used her and treated her as such from time to time as he was doing now. Nevertheless, he cared about her in a way that he didn’t care about the other servant girls, and he was already more than clear about that in his day to day life. After all, she had been a lifelong companion to him since he was a small boy, and in many ways, she was as much a friend to him as she was his servant and slave. Not only would impregnating Sasha be an incredibly erotic thing to do, it would show his commitment to her as his favorite servant and at the same time prove that she meant more to him than just a mere slave.

The child from their union would of course be unable to hold titles, but it would most certainly be looked after and cared for. Only children born from the incesutous love of Steven and Alexia would be eligible for the throne, though such political dealings were of no great consequence. The kings of the past, including Steven’s late father, undoubtedly had many bastards and nothing of consequence came of it. Steven then looked back down at Sasha, moaning in pleasure her breasts spilled out from under her as they pressed into the bed. His eyes scanned down her long, tanned back and down to her tail, framed on either side by her large, reddened ass cheeks which were jiggling from his powerful thrusts. He then watched as his huge, thick cock was enveloped by her tight, wet cunt, the juices of her arousal coating his shaft each time it slipped out of her. With a smile, Steven had made up his mind.

Leaning down and pressing his body into Sasha’s back, he placed his lips right up against her cat ears and whispered to her. “Don’t tell Mother,” he husked before he playfully licked at her ear and nibbled at it. Those were the only words he said to her, his meaning perfectly clear, before he released her tail and the leash from his hands. Though their rutting was still heated, passionate, and rough, their union now was more than mere sex. It was with a purpose, and that purpose was to impregnate Sasha with Steven’s child. His hands slid down her bare, smooth back until they came to her hips which he gripped firmly and tightly for leverage. The frequency of his thrusts decreased, but the force behind each on increased as he slammed into Sasha from behind, driving his cock as deep as it could possibly go into her.
Steven grunted loudly each time he pushed forward from the exertion, and the bed shok hard and violently each time he bottomed out. The slapping of his hips against Sasha’s ass grew louder as his bulbous cockhead pressed hard and firm against her cervix. Steven was already near the edge when Sasha had begged to be bred and impregnated, but with their mutual desire now clear and with how hard he was burying his cock inside of her tight pussy, Steven could hold back no longer. With a loud groan, Steven pressed his body firmly into Sasha’s back and in turn pushing her hard into the bed as he gripped her wide hips tightly and firmly in his hands and fingers. With one last powerful thrust forward, Steven buried his cock as deep as it could possibly go into his favored servant girl. His entire shaft was enveloped and squeezed tightly by the walls of her pussy. His shaft began to pulse and twitch uncontrollably, and with a load groan, the king began to cum. Hot, thick sperm shot out of his bulbous cockhead, splattering the back of her pussy and flooding the entrance to her womb. Steven remained tense and groaning as more and more of his seed spilled out and into Sasha, the supply of cum seeming to never end. This was one of if the most powerful orgasm of the young king’s life, and the amount of semen he released reflected that. Sasha’s pussy was filled to the brim, and when it could take no more, the Steven’s seed began to ooze out of her and onto the bed. It was several long moments later until the last of his sperm had left his cock, but when he finally finished, Steven collapsed against Sasha’s back, sweaty and panting from the how hard he had been fucking her and from the force of his orgasm just now. His huge cock remained hard and pulsing inside of the neko servant girl, and he couldn’t help but gyrate his hips slightly, stirring up the seed that he had left inside of her.

“Can you feel me, Slut? Can you feel Master’s seed filling you completely? You’ve been bred, Whore,” he said lustily between breaths, teasing her as he continued to roll his hips, her large, firm ass cushioning him as he did so. “You’ll need to stop taking the herb from now on,” he said, referring to the special plant that the women of the palace used as a birth control. It served its purpose well and was fed to every servant girl including Sasha along with their daily meals to make sure no unwanted children were had. Unwanted being the key word, as now the two lovers were mates. “We’ll also need to mate throughout the day, in the morning, in the afternoon, and at night, to make sure you’re filled with my seed at all times. You’ll have my baby, Sasha, you can be sure of that,” he said a little more tenderly now, pressing his lips to hers as he leaned over her shoulder. He kissed her deeply and passionately like a lover, his tongue playing with hers as he continued to lie on top of her with his cock buried in her pussy, basking in the glow and excitement of they would be doing from now on.
 
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