Highway to hell

Master_Kira

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I get on my hands and knees, and begin to scrub the floors of the great hall as is my weekly duty, slowly I take my sponge and dunk it into the bucket filled with soap and then wring it out before pushing it into the dirty floor and scrub back and forth. Slowly the daily grime from the incoming knights and visitors is washed away by the water. As I push and pull back and forth I start to hum a tune that the elders of my homeland taught me before the Queen's father took over and killed most of my family.

As I scrub I feel a loose stone, I had known about it for years. a voice in my head said "you are ready, you may pull open the brick". Then a power took over my body and I felt drawn to pull up the loose stone, as I yank it up the fear in my body was overwhelming, the only thing that kept me from passing out was the power in my head telling me to focus. I set the stone beside the hole and reach in, pulling out a ring and a note. I open the note and look at the lettering, never learning how to read I place it and then put on the ring, suddenly I knew what the paper said, and what it said scared me. If I was found with It I would be burned at the stake, for it said " this ring shall give you the power to become the king of kings, if used wisely you can become the master of the world- K.k."

Looking down at the ring I feel a chill down my spine, and then try to take it off, but it had bonded to my finger, unable to get it off, I desert my duty and run as fast as I can to my chamber, looking for a way to get it off, I can not be seen wearing anything but the clothes I was issued, or else I will be lashed 78 times.
 
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So much business to attend to. I hated it at times.

But still, as a young Queen, what can I do? I surely can't just give up the throne and go about my merry way.

No.

Others in the land relied on me to make sure all was well, despite the wars that threatened our lands.

What I needed right now was to relax. I needed a bath drawn and needed it now. I called out for Jason. He knew to be waiting for me, no matter what he was doing at the time, he was to attend to my needs first and always.

"Jason?" I called once more, my voice filled with a slight irritation. "Jason, draw your queen a bath, now!"
 
(all mental commands will be in Italics )

Fearing your wrath I put on the optional gloves to my uniform and rush to your bathing chambers and turn the faucet to match the temperature that I know she feels the most comfortable in. Once it reaches a certain temperature I pour in some soap and let it bubble up, then I walk into your chambers and bow, losing control of my body I say "your bath is ready, though as you lay in it you will grow incredibly horny until you are about to go crazy, you will beg me for me to fuck you, and will do anything I want to get it ". Suddenly I regain control of my body, slightly scared as to what had just happened, but do not let it show. I then open your chamber room's door for you to travel to your bath.
 
I wait, my demeanor is haughty as I have to wait for my bath to be drawn. Finally, you arrive and for a slight moment I feel this wave of nausea but it quickly passes.

I hold out my arms, waiting for you undress me. Soon, I finally am able to step into the bath, the warm water causing me to moan in pleasure.

Laying down in the water, I'm over come with a feeling I've not felt before. I have a tingling between my thighs, my breathing rapid. You're still standing there, watching me and instead of getting after you for just standing there, I lick my lips in want. "Come here." I command.
 
I step towards you, making sure not to look below your face, knowing that gazing upon the queens unprotected is a crime punishable by death, and not a pretty one. The last slave was hung and then fed to the dogs, who rather vigorously ripped his body to pieces. The reason I remember is cause my first job was to clean it up.

Soon I was by her side and then trying to pull the power from the ring I say "when you beg for my cock, you will offer me the thing you value most, your free will". Mostly expecting to die I pray to the gods up above that by some miracle that I actually succeeded at something I dreamed about since I came under the control of the Queen, making her my bitch.
 
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