You are kneeling in His Supremacy’s bedchambers. Well, one of His bedchambers. There are thousands of them, all through the Palace and scattered among the vast pleasure gardens.
It is morning now, and you have been kneeling all night. You were chosen to spend the night serving His Supremacy, which menas that you do not sleep. It means that you – alongside a guardian – spend the night kneeling.
Your back and knees ache, sometimes dull, other times biting, not just from kneeling all night, but because you had spent all of the prior day in His Sacred Presence. All who are in His Sacred Presence must bow down, though you are given permission to kneel when He sleeps. And you’ll spend all of today in His Sacred Presence, too, before finally being released to perform some other task tomorrow.
Out of the corner of your eye, you see Him stir. Slowly, He rises from His bed. As He rises, you and the guardian bow down.
You see Him walk, naked – He hardly ever wears clothes – over to a cot alongside the wall. You can’t help but notice His massive cock, bulging forward, fully erect, as He walks.