Queens girls

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Takala was playing with her hair, sitting in a golden throne with a bored look on her face and tapping her foot on the gilded floor of the golden throne room. There was a sudden knock at the glinting double doors. “Come in,” she said in an urgent tone. A small group of people trailed in. It was comprised of three figures; a high elf, an elf female, and a human girl.
The elf woman’s name was Claira. She was one of the Queen’s partners, in a way. Garbed in a long blue silk dress with a plunging neckline that exposed most of her breasts, , her wrists, neck and hands were adorned in precious stones of all kinds imaginable.
The human, Lacey, was wearing a white woolen dress that was unadorned and elegant in its’ simplicity. She wore only the dress, which was a blaring contrast to her shining emerald eyes. The white of the dress hung limp against her pale skin, which shone dully in the light reflected off the gold of the throne room. Her deep green eyes accented her dark brown ringlets well, although they were a far cry from Claira’s light blonde waves.
Blaire, the high elf, was wearing the least of the little group. She was in only a loincloth and a breastband, although she made them look sexy like no other woman could. Her black hair cascaded down her bare back, complimenting her olive skin and sharp red eyes perfectly. Another of Queen Takala’s partners, she was carrying a silver gilt box encrusted with rubies and gold lettering.
The woman sitting in the throne roused from her listless position and spoke directly to the high elf. “You have gained them.” It was not a question but a statement.
“Yes, Majesty,” Blaire responded, dipping her head slightly to indicate her superior’s higher rank.
“Good,” came the reply. “Bring it to me.” Beckoning the group forward, Takala relaxed. It was home once more.
The trio clambered up the many gilt steps to the dias where the throne was positioned. Bowing, Blaire handed over the box. Takala pried open the gilt chest and pulled a jeweled ring from its’ velvet chamber. Sliding it onto her finger, the Queen casually set the chest on a golden table next to the throne.
“And the girl, your Majesty?” said Clara, looking Lacey up and down with undisguised contempt.
“Wonderful!” Takala said, a smile breaking out on her face.
“So, our reward…?” Blaire asked, a tiny bit of apprehension in her otherwise excited voice.
“Yes, my bedroom, if you will,” said Takala, breezing out of her throne and down the steps in a few long paces. “Bring the girl,” she said with a hint of mischief in her voice. “We can play with her.”
Walking towards her bedroom, Takala was silently followed by Claira, Blaire and Lacey. The bedroom was not elaborately decorated; in fact, it was quite plain. There was no need for it to be elaborate, as Takala was normally in the bedroom of someone else. It was not overfurnished; in fact, it was a little underdone, with the furniture consisting of only a wardrobe, stand mirror and bed. The bed, despite the other furnishings, was very decorative.
“Lay on the bed, bitch,” Takala said, “and make sure your clothes don’t touch the comforter.” Lacey did as she was told, undressing quickly. “Claira since you have been so good…” Takala said, patting Claira on the head.
Claire smirked. “I will do a good job.” She took of her blue silk dress and tossed it on the floor. Crawling onto Lacey, she kissed her deeply. The other girl’s eyes grew large in surprise, but quickly went back to normal. Then Claira kissed her neck, her breasts, her belly, and went lower, down to her crotch. She kissed that, too, and licked playfully/ Lacey moaned. She had never done this before- more like she had never had this done to her before. Claira licked again, going deeper. The little innocent sixteen-year-old girl moaned again, a little louder this time.
“Now Blaire,” Takala said expectantly.
“Yes of course, my lady,” she grinned, before crawling beside Lacey and putting one leg over the girl’s stomach so she was facing her. She kissed Lacey’s neck, went down to pale breasts, and nipped her nipples teasingly. She then cupped the other woman’s boobs in her hands, and slowly started massaging them gently. Claira’s tongue went deeper into Lacey as she moaned again.
Claira made sure to get her pleasure spot dead on as she screamed in pleasure. While Blaire was sqeezing Lacey’s breasts and Claira was eating her out, Takala undressed and climbed on the bed. She came up to Lacey’s face and spread her legs over it.
“Give it a try,” Takala said through the expressions of ecsatcy on the girl’s face underneath her. Lacey, without words, nodded her head. Takala lowered herself onto Lacey, and lacey licked and thrusted with her tongue.
“You’re a natural,” said Takala, closing her eyes because Lacey somehow was hitting the spot that made her eyesight go blurry.

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The next morning, they woke up in each others’ arms all sweaty. Takala was the first to wake up. She looked around and saw the other girls. She woke them up one at time, as they then performed the ritual that made Lacey another of Queen Takala’s partners. At the end of the ritual, Takala placed a ring made out of rubies in the form of snakes biting their entwined tails, and when she did, she said, “ I hereby declare you partner, pleasure giver and protector.”