One Shots

Bow To The Queen (MxF)

“Queen Ambria, please have mercy,” he begged as she sat high on her beautifully intricate golden throne.

She was gorgeous with her unblemished dark skin and her dark-as-night eyes. Her hair was curly but tied up and wrapped in the finest silk to be kept in place. Her lips were plump and cherry red with a new lipstick as she looked down at the waste of space on his knees in front of her.

“Your name,” she asked in a sneer, she just wanted something to call him besides ‘boy’ while she thought of what to do with him, though she was feeling in a more forgiving mood today. Besides, the boy looked to be young, barely of age and terrified. Surely, he had a good reason to commit his crime.

“Edric, Your Majesty,” he replied, his voice shaking with fear. He knew that in this day and age, beheadings were far too common and even though all he had done was steal some bread, he had stolen it from the Crown and knew that his fate now depended on Queen Ambria’s ever-changing mood.

“Well, Edric...you stole from me. What should I do with you, hmm? Tell me, what should your punishment be? Should I take your head perhaps,” and when he whimpered she chuckled, “Perhaps just your hand then? The one that stole from me?”

She was known for being ruthless, rash, and quick on her judgments but what no one else knew was that the nobles in her land and her advisors were constantly pressuring her to find another husband for, in this age, a woman on the throne was not something many relished or agreed with.

She had men vying for her crown, constant attempted usurpings, she had been made to look weak in the eyes of the world, but she showed them time and time again that she, Ambria Lillain Zavois, was not one to be f****d with.

As was known, she had a child with her last king consort...

And as was not well known or heard of in her time, when she found out about his...straying from her, his adultery...

Well, she took his head for that. She would be made to look weak by none, not even the father of her only child.

Ambria was taken from her thoughts as Edric clutched his hands tight to his chest, “Please, Your Majesty. I beg of you to please show mercy. I was only trying to survive,” he said, his voice still shaking.

She inhaled sharply and stood, “You were only trying to survive, hmm?”

Edric did have to admit that while he was terrified of her, as were all, she brought about something inside of him that he had never felt before. He felt as though his place in life was to always be on his knees for her.

Her velvety voice floated through the room and down to him and he nodded, “Yes, Your Highness.”

She sighed and with the flick of her wrist, Edric was pulled up by his upper arms to hear his fate.

“Guards, toss him in the tower until I find a suitable punishment for him,” she said nonchalantly and sat back down but not before adding, “See to it that he gets fed. Now, be gone from my sight.”

Edric couldn’t figure out whether to thank her for letting him eat or if he should be frightened that this was the last meal of his life.

***

Edric awoke with a pointed shoe gently to the chest.

“Wake up. I have found a way for you to serve out your punishment,” and with hearing that velvety voice that made his insides clench in fear and lust, he sat up and bowed as he could.

“Whatever Your Highness deems fit for me to do, I shall do with pleasure for I am grateful to still be alive and at the mercy of the queen,” he whispered.

She put a black leather collar around his neck and buckled it before snapping a lease onto the ring at the front.

“Stand, Edri,” she commanded and while he did, he still kept his head down in respect.

His heart was pounding and his breathing was coming out in pants but he loved the feeling of being leashed--literally--to Queen Ambria.

“Will you submit to me now as you have done so to your Sovereign Queen for all of your life? I will think of some other punishment if you do not consent; none of which will be your life or your hands so answer without fear of repercussion but answer now,” she said with bated breath.

Truth be told, she was attracted to Edric. She had been the one to submit to her last king consort and while she was not offering the role to Edric, she did want him as her paramour.

He had lovely fair skin and light tropical colored eyes, his hair was a beautiful shade of golden blond and though he looked rugged with his tattered and dull commoners clothing, she knew that if she could just get him into a bath and some fine clothing, he would look to the world how he looked to her--a beautiful man meant to be a step behind a beautiful queen.

He finally looked up at her then, his eyes shining and he didn’t have to think about it even for a moment more.

“Yes, Your Majesty. I submit and consent to you. I will for now and always as you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes upon,” he answered truthfully and he thought that he might have stars in his eyes.

She could feel her cheeks heat up and a smile threaten to surface but she cleared her throat, “Yes, well...flattery will get you nowhere with me, Edric. Best you stay truthful, understand?”

He chuckled and bowed again, “Of course, Your Majesty. I swear on my immortal soul to be truthful and loyal to you, and only you.”

“Edric, you realize what I’m asking of you,” she whispered, giving him a chance to think this through before he fully agreed, “It isn’t an easy position. You will be ‘the Queens Paramour’. People will set out to buy your attention, to grow close to you and then to me and then to take me from my throne. Can I trust you though I don’t even know you?”

He moved forward, slowly, and though he was only a few inches taller than her six-foot, larger-than-life stature, he bent a knee and let her be above him, as she was rightfully meant to be and took her hands.

“It’s you, Ambria. It’s you I pledge my life and loyalty to. No one will be able to buy my loyalty because they won’t have what you do.”

She chuckled and ran a finger over a scar above his left eyebrow, “And what is that?”

“My heart,” he answered, a distinctive look in his eyes.

“Already,” she asked and was surprised if not wary about the timing.

“Since the moment I saw you. I was terrified, truth be told, but your reputation--”

She looked as though she was ready to defend herself but he pressed a finger to her plump lips.

“--I don’t judge you on, not for one second because I have no idea what it takes to be in your position, but I digress--your reputation terrifies many, if not all, in your realm. But for me, I am intrigued by you. And when I heard that King Andres strayed from your side, I thought I understood because of what your subjects think they know about you--what I thought I knew.., but that was before seeing you.

“Seeing the look in your eyes. You’re just as terrified. You are not who you want to be, you are who you have to be for the sake of the crown, the throne, and your country and while I will never sway you one way or another, I will do all I can to help ease you and keep peace for you when I can.”

She felt tears stinging her eyes at all that he had said but she cleared her throat again and turned around.

“Thank you, Edric. We will be heading to my chambers. You need a bath and some fresh clothes and then you will be thrown straight into your new role. Are you ready?”

Edric stood and moved to stand directed behind her, his lips at her neck, “I am, Your Majesty.”

She felt a chill go up her spine and goosebumps pebble her arms but she shrugged him away, “Not yet. Keep to yourself until we arrive there. Now, come along.”

***

After a bath, a shave, and a mouth cleaning involving a rag and some paste made from mint, Edric was ready for inspection from Ambria. He wanted to look his best for her, to smell his best and truth be told, this was probably the cleanest he had ever been.

He moved through the multiple rooms that made up her chambers and when he came to the bedroom he saw her lounging on a couch at the end of the bed reading a book.

When he cleared his throat, she looked up at him--in all his glory as per her request and she stood to meet him.

“You’ve even used the comb I left,” she stated quietly with a smile.

He blushed and looked away, “I wanted to look my best.”

His golden locks were now combed back and darker due to there damp state, he was glistening with an ointment made from crushed rosemary and orange peels, and somehow he looked more...pure...corruptable.

She placed the collar back around his neck and attached the lease again before pulling him down for a kiss.

“I’ll ask once more, Edric. You consent?”

“I will always consent to Your Majesty,” he whispered against her lips and kissed her again.

She swiftly turned around and guided him towards the bed where she stopped, stripped, and sat on.

“Your first duty is to do to me what Andres could never do--make me come,” she smirked and opened her thighs.

And as Edric gazed down at her there, he realized that her dark lips tried but did little to hide how wet she already was. When he spread her open he gasped at how beautiful pink she was and how eager she seemed as even just touching her like this made her moan softly.

“It would be my honor,” he said with a smirk before picking up one of her slender yet toned legs and, starting at her ankle, kissed his way up, nipping every once in a while, and altogether missing her sweet spot.

He then moved to the other and when he got close to the junction between her thighs, he kneeled and pushed her knees to her chest to keep her open.

This was the first time he had ever done this to a woman, though he was certainly no virgin, and he was worried he wouldn’t be any good but once he started to tease her with his tongue and then set out to really get her there, she told him just how she liked him and where she wanted him to go.

“Use your fingers,” she breathed out after a time, “Two--and rub the top--like this.”

She showed him with her own fingers and he did as she asked and continued torturing her c******s with his tongue and teeth, occasionally sucking on it.

Her moans rose in octave and she began to praise him before he finally heard her gloriously yell out, “I’m coming!”

And then he felt her inner walls clench around him before they began to flutter and she let out one long moan before she pushed him away with her foot.

“That is enough! You will kill me if you continue,” she chuckled and closed her thighs.

He kissed his way up her body and to her lips before whispering, “You are the sweetest tasting peach I have ever eaten. I wouldn’t mind doing that for you any time you want.”

“Once will be fine for tonight, Edric. I do have other appetites you need to see to though and I’m afraid it won’t be quick for you,” she smirked and it had his heart racing at the possibilities.

“On your back,” she said after a moment and got off the bed and walked over to a trunk in the corner of the room.

He did as told and stared up at the canopy above him and after a moment, he felt her crawl onto the bed and straddle his legs.

“See this,” she held up a scrap of leather, much like his collar but smaller and his eyes went wide.

“Is that for--” he started to ask.

“--This,” she pointed to his c**k, standing straight up and just leaking for attention, “Oh, yes it is.”

“What does it do,” he whispered as she put the scrap around the base of his p***s and tightened it just enough.

“Who are you to question me, your Queen,” she asked as she looked up into his eyes and then moved to straddle his lap, his c**k between her lower lips.

And when she started moving her hips, he lost his breath, “I thought I was your--”

“--Nobody. You are nobody right now. Do you understand? I have the control and you agreed to submit to me. Or did you..forget?”

He huffed and his eyes widened as he felt her grasp his balls from behind, still moving against his d**k, “Of course not, Your Majesty. Whatever you want from me. I’m nobody, good for nothing but giving you pleasure, please!”

She smirked again and let go, “Good boy. Now, the device I’ve put around your c**k is to keep you from losing that erection. You will give me as much pleasure as I want because I see that you get yours. You don’t object, do you?”

“Of course not, My Queen,” he answered in hushed admiration and adoration.

“Good. I’m glad you’ll be along for the ride then,” she chuckled and lifted up before moving his p***s to her entrance. She then lowered herself slowly and wrapped his leash around her hand to bring him up and close to her.

“You feel so good, Edric,” she whimpered against his lips, “It’s been so long.”

“What a--,” he grunted as she sat fully against him and clenched around him, “--travesty, Your Highness.”

She, then, began moving, still holding tight to the leash as she rolled her hips against his. Their breath mingling, their bodies started to sweat from the heat of the fireplace and their lovemaking--it was almost too much for Ambria.

She hadn’t been lying when she said it had been a while for her. She took Andres’ life five years ago and she hadn’t taken a lover since. So, to now be able to feel a man, and one so endowed as Edric, inside of her, it had her almost going mad.

“May I touch you, Your Majesty,” Edric whispered, feeling drunk on her. She was filling up his senses and he wanted more.

And as she moaned out a, “Yes,” he palmed her rear with both hands and squeezed and then began helping her to move faster.

The smell of their lovemaking, the feeling of her smooth skin in his hands, the sounds of them coming together and of her moans of pleasure, the taste of her still left on his tongue, and seeing her face in pure ecstasy...

He wasn’t sure how anyone would be able to stray to another. She was all woman, so much so that she was almost too much and yet Andres had wanted more...more than Ambria...

The thought was preposterous to Edric.

"Yes," she growled and he felt it, felt the first signs of her climax. She pulled the leash tighter and if he would’ve been able to come, he would’ve from that alone.

He was grateful, however, that he could not.

For if he were to have found his bliss, he would’ve missed hers.

And how glorious she looked as she finally met her peak. Her brows pinched, her plump lips open and her moans after years and years of pent up s****l frustrations...

All expelled then and there.

And he was witness to and cause of it all.

“Please Ambria,” he whispered as she had stopped moving, finally having come down from her high.

“Oh, you want to come, hmm,” she answered and climbed off his lap with a sinister smirk.

She, then, pulled the device off his p***s and pulled him in closer before placing one of his hands on his d**k, “Come, then.”

He whimpered but began to tug his own c**k furiously chasing his climax, and he knew it wouldn’t be long.

Not with her looking at him like that, not with her biting those delicious lips, and especially not when she pulled the leash tighter, just the way he liked.

“Come for me, Edric,” she whispered against his lips as he kneeled in front of her on the bed and he did, painting her lower body with his fluids but not before letting out a beautifully baritone moan.

“Thank you, My Queen, thank you,” he praised her with kisses all over her body until she was giggling and having to push him away.

“Go ask the servants for a towel. You need to clean me up,” she laughed and watched as he got down from the bed and then bowed.

“Anything for you, Queen Ambria.”