Long read ahead very slow burn
I suppose that i should introduce myself to preface this story. I ask you forgive any mistakes I happen to make as i am not much of a writer, no my profession does not demand such formalities. I hunt monsters, some may call me a Witcher or others a necessary evil it matters not to me so long as I’m paid for my services. Contrary to popular belief most of us still have a conscience and basic grasp of right or wrong more or less we take it upon ourselves to deem if something deserves to die but of course for the right price our morals can be overruled, i won’t lie to you dear reader we are a greedy type but i would claim that I myself am kinder than most which has nearly cost me my life on several occasions but if i weren’t so successful i wouldn’t be alive.
On to the story. it was a damp autumn afternoon when i arrived in the city of stormfall the capital of matrania home to the royal palace where both the king and queen reside when the queen is not busy leading her troops against the eastern nations who once every few years ignite a conflict in an attempt to conquer the land so far they have been unsuccessful however its only a matter of time until simply defending the land is out of the question although the country wasn’t currently at war the same somber air lingered in the streets tragedy had recently struck i figured it must have been related to my being summoned from the west.
I had received a letter from the queen personally requesting my assistance, the letter alluded to a string of crimes and a hefty reward of ten thousand gold coins but not much else. I would have taken my time to leave as i had just awoken from a night with a the rather shapely attractive tavern girl and wanted to hopefully continue our activities and see her hourglass figure and firm breasts in the light of day however the courier pestered me until i agreed to leave immediately as though his life depended on it, come to think of it his life most likely did
A gust of wind kicked up some leaves off of the cobblestone street and i pulled my forest green cloak tighter to my body keeping my head low under my hood i approached the palace gates only for a guard clad in plate armor to block my way with his ornate halberd “Halt! only members of the royal family and their advisors may enter the palace gates. We have no room for the likes of you.” in no mood for the long speech about how a degenerate like me doesn’t belong in the company of royals I let my hand slip beneath my cloak and without a word produced the fine piece of parchment stamped with the seal of the queen and presented it to the guard he snatched the letter from my hand and looked it over before eyeing me suspiciously “so you’re the professional she sent for. Don’t look like much to me.” he spat on the ground to punctuate his distaste for me. Of course i didn’t look like much at the time having just traveled for a week without a chance to shave or bathe the blood of monsters and wolves left their marks on my clothes with dried blood flecks staining my cloak and riding gloves.
“Alright go ahead, and take a bath for god sakes! can’t have you meeting her majesty looking like that.” he said as i passed through the gate leading my horse behind me, both the horse and i weren’t pleased at the idea of such formalities although i was mildly excited to see if the rumors of the queen’s beauty were true to their word. a stable hand rushed up to me and took the reigns from my hand “please master allow me to take your mount to the stables, she’ll be treated with the utmost care” i released the reigns and allowed the meek stable hand to take them and fixed my eyes on his and spoke in a deep gruff voice accustomed to not speaking for days or weeks at a time “don’t put her with the other horses, she doesn’t do well with others..” before continuing on to the large doors of the palace and the waiting servant atop the steps a white gloved hand on the latch “greetings sir we have been expecting you for some time i will guide you to your arranged quarters” he said looking me up and down allowing himself a quick look of disdain at my appearance before resuming the professional act, he opened the door leading me through the seemingly labyrinthine halls decorated with ornate vases, red carpeting and individual portraits of the royal family the largest of which being a full body rendition of the queen herself, clad in well fitting armor her luxurious red hair pinned up the polished breast plate accentuating her slim waist, wide hips and of course drawing attention to her ample bosum she was wearing a stern expression of poised composure her right hand rested on the hilt of a saber with ornate engravings along the exposed blade. It seemed the rumors were true the king was a lucky man.
“I can see what you’re thinking sir and i will warn you, more important men than you have lost their heads for looking at her majesty like that.” i tore my eyes from the portrait and continued on to my lodging it was far more plush than i was accustomed to with a spacious bed and rack for my swords “The queen is currently occupied with foreign diplomats she will call for you when she is ready. In the meantime I will have the servants prepare a bath for you.” I politely nodded and said nothing more to him. Finally alone and able to rest I shrugged off my cloak draping it over the mirror so as to keep any of the many mages from spying, i sat down on the bed slipping off my well worn boots and undid the belt holding my swords laying them on the bed before releasing the clasps on my light leather armor and removing the white shirt underneath. It felt good to have the cool air brush over my well toned body chiseled from years of training to peak condition, but the brief respite was to be short lived soon enough I’d be dressed up in a tight doublet and trousers that pinch and itch in all the worst places, i never understood how the nobles could stand it.
After a pleasant few moments of peace a knock came at the door and it swung open to reveal a servant girl, well dressed but by no means of the same rank as the man who had guided me before she spoke softly never looking directly at me rather at the floor “your bath is ready and we have prepared clothes for you to wear during your audience with her majesty. If you would just follow me.” she took a step out of the doorway allowing me to pass then leading me down the halls, the bath chamber was dimly lit by candles and with a hint of roses and apple blossoms hung in the air “should you require any assistance i will be just outside the door enjoy your bath sir” she said in her meek tone, I had already begun to remove my trousers when i assume she stole a glance at me i heard a quiet squeak as she hurried out shutting the door behind her.
I slowly lowered myself into the steaming water letting it envelop me calming my mind, soothing my aching muscles i allowed myself to become lost in thoughts of nights spent with tavern girls each welcoming me over the brutish men who grab and grope them as they try to serve drinks, one of the few joys i take in life other than working is showing women their own worth and making their bodies writhe in pleasure and feel as though they truly are royalty and they all are in their own way, i was entirely consumed by the memories and my member began to swell when the door slowly opened and a petite servant girl walked in her outfit a little too tight she carried herself with a confidence that the regular servants lacked with no issue locking eyes with me “The queen has commanded me to insure that your bath is enjoyable” I wasn’t expecting this however, i had a feeling this wasn’t truly ordered by the queen the girl walked with an elegant grace almost gliding as she came to my side and knelt down giving me a lovely view down her top as she took up a sponge running a delicate hand down my arm. Those hands weren’t those of a servant girl accustomed to sweeping floors, they were the rosy pink well manicured hands of a noble as if her striking red hair wasn’t a dead give away. I relaxed at her touch leaning my head back as she ran the sponge over my chest lathering me with soapy water “Does that feel good sir?” she asked letting the sponge splash into the water taking her now free hand cupping the warm water and pouring it over my chest “mmm it’s lovely” i said delighting in her attention as she ran her hand downwards rubbing my abdominals, I knew what she was doing and had no intention of stopping her as she dropped her hand even lower dipping beneath the water and wrapping a delicate hand around my throbbing cock “mmm oh my you really are enjoying this” she said with a small giggle as she began to slowly stroke my length “tell me sir: have you ever slept with a royal?” she locked eyes with me her stroking remaining steady, she certainly was not a novice. I allowed myself a grin “Not yet but I’m sure the time will come soon enough, why do you ask Princess Anastasia?”
she smiled brightly looking angelic in the candle light “I knew i would like you. all the men that mother summons are always too boorish to notice my attention, and those that did notice that it was the princess pleasing them were so appalled that they quite literally shrunk away from me but you.” she paused a moment and gave some extra attention to the tip of my engorged member “you’re rising to the occasion, and quite spectacularly I might add” overcome with a sudden lust I leaned forward and locked lips with the princess she responded by opening her mouth for our tongues to explore and she sped up her stroking, i soon broke away from the kiss and took in her face her skin was rosy and her light green eyes were filled with lust
“Mother would be so upset that I got to you first.” she said with a micheveous smirk. As I rose from the tub she watched mesmerized by my body, i took her hand and pulled her to her feet “We’ll have to make this quick sadly” i said a little disappointed as i pulled her into an embrace kissing her neck softly darting my tongue out tasting her skin, as she moaned I hooked my fingers under the hem of her shirt and raised it off of her exposing her snow white skin to the warm air, i took a moment to admire the Queens daughter her full breasts topped with pretty pink areola and a perfect nub in the center of each one almost begging to be pinched and sucked on her breathing was heavy as i continued the assault on her body planting kisses from her collar bone down between her breasts all the way to just below her navel, her murmurs spurring me on as i knelt before her I looped my fingers under the waist of her skirt and in one swift move pulled it down to her ankles she shivered at the sudden forceful action. with her pubic region now exposed I could see she was aroused by the glistening moisture on her lips, I planted a kiss on her neatly maintained patch of pubic hair and repeated my trail all the way back to her full lips I ran a finger along her slit and brought it up to my mouth tasting her sweet wetness. As i pushed her back onto the bench meant for guests to use when drying themselves i could tell she had been wanting this for a long time we locked lips again as I lined my member up with her entrance and began to push into her. She was tight almost too tight for me to enter without hurting her she gasped as my throbbing cock filled her i could feel her pulsating around me as i gave her a moment to get accustomed to my size before breaking away from our kiss, I slowly pulled my hips back reveling in her tightness resisting my retreat before i lowered my hips again burying my cock to the hilt in her royal pussy her moans filled the air as i slowly picked up the pace of my thrusting. Her warmth sending tingles through my shaft her expressions of pleasure meant everything in the moment as her breasts shook and the sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the room as i pound into her, i took one of her breasts in my hand pinching her nipple between my thumb and forefinger and twisting it had the desired effect as her volume began to rise and her breathing quickened, i took my hand away tracing it down her flat stomach and lightly began rubbing her clit which caused her moans to reach a
crescendo, her legs began to spasm and her walls clenched around my shaft like a vice her eyes closed and she wrapped her arms around me pulling me down onto her digging her nails into my back keeping me buried deep inside her she managed to get out in a breathy sultry voice “do it fill me with your seed, i can’t get pregnant.” It sent me over the edge i felt my shaft swell as i erupted inside of her pumping a thick load of my seed deep into her womb, it felt amazing our bodies locked together grinding against each other as we rode out our climax together for what felt like hours.
When we finally pulled apart I got a good look at her in the after glow of our love making she was beautiful her firey red hair was frazzled and in a mess her chest rose and fell as she calmed, there was an almost audible pop of suction as my cock left her. She remained on the bench as i dressed “i can see why mother wanted you specifically” she said with a smirk, then a knock came at the door and a man announced “her majesty is ready to see you now. do not keep her waiting.”
Tbc
(so here’s the first chapter in what i hope to expand into a full story depending on how it does, i know it has garbage punctuation but hopefully i got the content right haha please go easy on it its my first try at erotic writing so feel free to give feedback)
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