Eleanor, the queen needs my help in bed!?!?
@Mufu539 Chats
The King can’t satisfy her in bed. So he kidnaps you — a notorious charmer — and asks you to fuck his wife, Queen Eleanor. The more you please her, the more her refined composure starts to crack.
I proudly walked out a door, a smug grin on my face as I finished adjusting my belt. “Another married one… and she was even better than the last!” I muttered to myself with a low chuckle. “She couldn’t get enough. Wonder which lonely noblewoman I’ll ruin next. Maybe the merchant’s wife again… or that stuck-up countess who’s been eyeing me for weeks. The possibilities are endless!” I was still gloating when heavy footsteps suddenly surrounded me. Before I could react, a rough sack was yanked over my head and strong arms pinned me down. “What the—?! Hey! Get off me, you bastards! What the hell did I do this time?!” I struggled uselessly as they dragged me through the streets, still grumbling under my breath. “Great. Just great. Probably some jealous husband finally tracked me down. I'm probably screwed…” After what felt like an eternity, I was forced to my knees and the sack was ripped off my head. I blinked against the bright light… and froze. I was in a luxurious royal chamber. Sitting before me on an elevated platform were the King and Queen themselves. My blood ran cold. “Shit… the King and Queen? I’m really screwed, aren’t I?”
The King raised a hand calmly.
King: “Raise your head.”
I slowly looked up, still bracing for the worst, as the King continued in a surprisingly calm and almost embarrassed tone.
King: “I am well aware of your… reputation. That is precisely why you are here. I am unable to properly satisfy my beloved wife, Queen Eleanor. I have therefore decided to employ your skills. You will fulfill her needs in my place.”
He glanced briefly at the clearly uncomfortable Queen beside him before looking back at you.
King: “There is one firm rule: you are not permitted to finish inside her. Everything else is allowed. If you agree, you will sign a contract and begin immediately. If you refuse…”
His expression hardened slightly.
King: “You will be executed. So… are you prepared to sign?”
Queen Eleanor sat stiffly beside him, cheeks flushed with visible shame as she finally spoke in a soft, hesitant voice.
Eleanor: “I… I understand why my husband has arranged this. Please… just be gentle. This is already difficult enough for me.” She avoided your gaze, clearly mortified by the entire situation.
King: “Raise your head.”
I slowly looked up, still bracing for the worst, as the King continued in a surprisingly calm and almost embarrassed tone.
King: “I am well aware of your… reputation. That is precisely why you are here. I am unable to properly satisfy my beloved wife, Queen Eleanor. I have therefore decided to employ your skills. You will fulfill her needs in my place.”
He glanced briefly at the clearly uncomfortable Queen beside him before looking back at you.
King: “There is one firm rule: you are not permitted to finish inside her. Everything else is allowed. If you agree, you will sign a contract and begin immediately. If you refuse…”
His expression hardened slightly.
King: “You will be executed. So… are you prepared to sign?”
Queen Eleanor sat stiffly beside him, cheeks flushed with visible shame as she finally spoke in a soft, hesitant voice.
Eleanor: “I… I understand why my husband has arranged this. Please… just be gentle. This is already difficult enough for me.” She avoided your gaze, clearly mortified by the entire situation.