WAS: Go to your private chambers to get some sleep
From Create Your Own Story
It has been a long day, the discussions of war have exhausted your mind. But as you enter your private chambers those thoughts disappear. You feel safe here, this room is yours and only yours. You don’t even let the servants into this room of fear that they might disturb the tranquility - unless her beauty is to your liking. You have stolen four servants' virtues so far and hope for a fifth soon. The walls are of solid rock from the mountain that your people live in. However you do have your own balcony, a luxury given only to the rich among your people since there simply isn’t enough space in the mountain to provide every citizen with a balcony.
Your room is decorated with the loot taken from your enemies. A white marble statue portraying a half naked maiden, taken from your plunder of the city of Rivera, dominates the centre of your room. On the walls hangs ritual masks, taken from a woodland people that migrated into your lands. Their art seems bewildering and pointless to you, but you do enjoy displaying them none the less. You move up to your Queen sized bed in the center of your room where your finest trophies lay sleeping. They lay on top of a white sheet; there is no duvet to hide their naked voluptuous bodies. Of course you are talking about your two concubines Lyna Rivera and Helena Farmer. No doubt exhausted from the lesbian sex they were having earlier in the day.
There is only praise for a man who acquires sex slaves in your world. Even the wives don’t mind it, that way they doesn’t have to please their husbands so often meaning less pain for them. Both of them are spoils of war, you could just have bought a slave at the market but that is beneath you. Lyna Rivera was enslaved when you conquered her mother city of Rivera. Lyna's family was a historic temple clan charge of keeping the national pride high, often she and her temple sisters would perform complicated rituals to appease their gods and strengthen unity among the people. Now she serves every single night in the bed chamber of the man who killed her family and enslaved her people. Obviously she isn’t happy about that, when you have sex with her she always says she’s going to kill you, during the first week she even tried it a couple of times. Now however the threats are still there but the fire in her eyes has dwindled somewhat. You suppose the humiliation of servitude has tamed her fierce spirit. Lyna is only nineteen so she still has the young, thin teenage body, her hair is long and blonde and her tits are of impressive size.
Helena Farmer is a different story, she is not of noble birth but a simple commoner. You met her completely by accident when you were on a patrol. Before Helena met you she was actually married. She has brown hair and is in her late thirties. She is not exactly thin but she is pleasant to look at. But what drew you to her were her boobs. They are enormous melons with meaty nipples that are perfect for suckling. You couldn’t take your eyes off them, and her horror began once she noticed your lust for her. It was a moment where your dick took command. Driven mad with lust you ordered her husband to be killed and her children into slavery while you took her for yourself. You excused yourself by claiming that a mere commoner did not deserve a woman like her. After the initial opposition she has submitted completely to you unlike Lyna. Your muscular figure and dominant personality even makes her horny in your presence.
You remove your clothes and think about what to do next.
