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Q: Chancellor! Thank goodness you’re here. The guards have betrayed me! Free me immediately!
C: Apologies, I won’t be doing that
Q: What?!
C: It is my doing.
Q: How… why… could you?!
C: (to the crowd) Everyone-
Q: You traitorous bastard!
C: Ahem. Everyone-
Q: You will regret the day you’re born!
C: Can someone gag her?
Q: Don’t you da-(cut off by gag)
C: Has the village been rounded up? Everyone sealed into the church? Good. I do not wish anyone to leave until the proceedings are completed.
C: Guards, has everyone been gathered? Good. Seal the exits now. (ahem) Thank you all for your cooperation. I am glad to see that everyone’s wearing their hoods. Despite the cover of darkness, you will all need to be anonymous. I apologise for all those measures, but the reasons shall be self-evident. This is the King’s newest bride, and this time he expects an heir.
Q: (indignant screaming through gag)
C: Before we begin, anything said or done here will remain a secret. You are all bound under the laws of the crown. Not a word out to anyone. If anyone dare disobeys the law, I will personally hunt you down
and (method of slow death). Any disagreements?
Q: (continued screaming)
C: No? Good. Everyone, the woman bound here is your Queen! The 4th in the past decade! She has been your queen for the past six months and she still has failed to become with child. The King expects an
heir and you are all to assist!
Q: (confused muffled sounds)
C: Everyone unclothe! (pause)
C: Now! May I add that failure to follow my instructions shall also result in a summary execution? Unclothe now. Keep the hood on.
C: (pause to wait for unclothing and then sigh) It’s evident that nobody’s *up* for it. Oh well, I guess I am going to have to get my hands dirty. Time to butter her up. Sergeant, strip her to her under garments.
Q: (shocked gasp through gag)
C: Yes, you heard me.
Q: (indignant muffled sounds)
C: You have your orders. She’s locked up securely in the pillory.
Q: (indignant sounds)
C: Her hands and head are secured. That’s what the pillory is designed for.. She’s in no position to pose any physical threat to you. Go ahead. She can’t bite.
Q: (clothes rustle as they being searched with gagged sounds of protest from queen)
C: Those layered dresses are more and more unnecessarily elaborate. Draw your sword. Cut through the dress. It’s fine. She has five wardrobes full of them! (cloth rip). Ungag her.
Q: You fucking bastard! I will have let you know that dress is worth more than all your lives combined! I will take exquisite joy as I torture the lot of you for years! Sergeant, unlock me, and you will be-
(interrupted by a slap)
C: None of you are visibly ready to copulate with her. Granted, with all that anger and bluster, she’s not very appealing. I shall stimulate her with my hands.
Q: (gasp as the fingers enter. Start the wet sounds)
(from this point, the Queen is getting fingered. Her dialogue should be more breathy with wet sounds)
C: (noticing how she’s already wet) Your highness, seems like being bound in this compromising position suits you.
Q: (very indignant) How dare you suggest such a thing?! Get your filthy hands off me!
C: Actually I think it might be all those prying eyes. The eyes of the filthy, unwashed mass watching a person of your station and lineage, being degraded, in front of the peasantry. Look, you aroused most of
them! Some of them are even stroking themselves in anticipation!
Q: No no no no
C: I didn’t expect you to be aroused this quickly. You must be an exhibitionist!
Q: No!
C: (mocking) Your slopping (extra wet sounds for emphasis accompanied by a squeal) cunt does not lie, milady.
Q: Sergeant, you will release me.
C: (to Sergeant) you will be doing no such thing.
Q: (more insistent) Sergeant, you will release me.
C: Her past conduct should not inspire any loyalty from you. After all, you’re the one responsible for gelding his brother, for his mere involvement in your latest scheme.
Q: How?! How on earth did you know?
C: It’s my job to know. You thought you tied up all the loose ends. You thought you killed all those involved. You failed. Everyone, do you now see the futility of releasing her? Oh look, she’s getting close.
Q: (peaking up to an orgasm, but faltering as the fingers are removed) What, why?!
C: Let’s do this again. (fingering starts, queen peaking to an orgasm but stopped last moment)
Q: Why are you doing this?
(fingering starts, queen peaking to orgasm but stopped last moment again)
Q: Why are you doing this?
C: Beg.
Q: No.
(fingering starts, queen peaking to orgasm but stopped last moment again)
Q: Please, please, please, let me cum
C: As amusing as it is for me to debase yourself in front of everyone, I am not going to make you cum. They are.
Q: No no no no
C: Yes, the peasants, the serfs, and the soldiers will.
Q: No no no, you cannot possibly do that to me
C: (start fingering and edging her) They are all ready. Look at their cocks. All very VERY interested. Need I remind you what your fate will be if you do not produce an heir? The king is becoming impatient, not to
mention old. You will do this, or you will join your predecessors at the bottom of the ocean. Maybe then you can finally see their crowns.
(The Queen is continually edged. Pause a bit in between each line as the queen is being defiant in the face of her body betraying her. She is closer and closer to an orgasm after each line. Feel free to improvise more insults)
Q: Let me go this instant!
C: (edged her closed to orgasm and then stopped)
Q: (frustrated breathing)
C: (laughs, before edging her close to orgasm again)
Q: Let me go this instant!
C: (after edging her close to climax again)
Q: (breathes heavily in the aftermath)
C: (edges her again)
Q: (more unhinged breathing)
Q: I do not stand for this treatment!
C: I’m afraid you have no choice in this matter (proceeds to edge her again)
Q: You shall unbound me! You shall let me go, right this instant!
C: Not until everyone attempts to impregnate you.
Q: (shocked) You will not dare lay hands on me!
C: (edges her close to climax)
Q: You will not get away with this!
C: That’s what the hoods for! Their anonymity allows them to treat you in whatever way you want, without any fear of reprisals. Provided, if you ask them nicely..
Q: HOW DARE YOU SUGGEST SUCH A THING?!
C: (proceeds to edge her again)
Q: You dare suggest I let the unwashed masses have their hands on me?
C: Only upon your royal decree. (edges the queen)
Q: You bastard!
C: (edges the queen)
Q: (heavy breathing)
C: The guards had been holding them back. Just give the order and they will step aside. However, only upon your orders.
Q: You will all die!
C: Oh well (edges the queen)
(following lines is her being edged without comment from C)
Q: How dare you! How dare you!
Q: I shall rip all your guts out!
Q: Your carcasse will be fed to the pigs!
Q: No, you shall be fed to them, live!
Q: Stop this, stop this!
Q: Stop this!
Q: Please stop this!
Q: Stop this!
Q: You have to let me cum! You have to let me cum!
C: I’m not going to let you. However, there’s a whole lot of willing folkes around you.
Q: I refuse!
C: Oh well. (edges her)
C: The peasants will happily oblige. Most of them are stroking themselves in anticipation!
Q: No!
C: I can keep this up all night.
Q: Okay, okay!
Q: (quietly and hesitantly) Everyone, please help me cum
C: Pray tell, your highness, how will they do it? You have to be more specific (starts edging)
Q: (whilst being edged) Everyone, please fuck me.
C: There’s a very large crowd! I am afraid you’re going to have to project your voice
Q: EVERYONE! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! MAKE ME CUM! MAKE ME CUM!
C: You all heard her royal highness. Everyone, line up!
(start this portion with the queen being fucked by many people. Start initially quickly with an orgasm, and then orgasms every few minutes)
C: (to Queen) You may think I am cruel and sadistic but-
Q: You will pay. You will all-(slap)
C: (to the crowd) Yes, it’s okay to fuck her throat. This particular pillory is set low enough for access. Just remember to give her a chance every now and then! (after few moments of throat fucking) Wow.
There’s a certain appeal to thrusting oneself into an angry face. (ahem)
(to Queen) Where was I?
Oh, right. You may not believe me, but all of you are contributing a great deal to the safety of the kingdom. This is the King’s fourth wife. He had the previous three disposed of in ‘mysterious’ circumstances as
they failed to produce any children, let alone an heir.
Now the penny has dropped.
(to crowd) Don’t worry about ejaculating so quickly. Nobody cares. The only thing is that you finish into her at least three or four more times. The more the merrier!
The point of this is to pump her with as much seed as possible.
I suspect the king’s not viable. Therefore, all of you are helping to produce an heir! Load her cunt up as much as possible! She will be impregnated by the end of the evening by sheer brute force of twenty men!
(to Queen) Your highness, you will bear a child. It does not matter whose child it is. For my sake and your sake, you will convince the king that it is his child. I guarantee that everyone *here* will be willing to help you over and over until you’ve produced a viable heir.
(To crowd) Don’t worry about the dress. It’s ruined anyway. Yes, rip it apart. Fondle her. Rub her. Do whatever you like! She’s in rut.
(mild distaste) I suppose you can go into her arse. Whatever works for you. Just make sure that you fill her womb the next time you’re up.
(to Queen) You see, we just saved your life.
The infertile king in two years’ time would have blamed you for his inability to produce an heir and you would have ended up the same way as the three previous queens.
He struggled to keep any assassinations and murders hidden. Your father would have found out and he would have taken great offense. Being an arch-duke, he will not let that insult stand. This will split the
realm into another tedious, expensive war.
By having twenty or thirty men breeding you, you will be the one who guarantees the peace of this realm and the continuation of our ruling family’s dynasty.
I’m so glad that you gave in. It will make time pass faster for you.
Or perhaps you wished it to last longer?
We can organise further… sessions if you desire so. Well I guess you haven’t much choice until we see evidence of a little prince or princess. How does a nightly arrangement sound to you? (laugh)
Q: (orgasms again)
C: (to crowd) Nobody is to leave until cunt is absolutely dripping with your seed!