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Sex, Lies and Conquest
Date: 9/21/2015, Categories: Anal, Hardcore, Mature, Author: Eroticbaroness, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
for an audience. He nursed a half empty flagon of wine in his hands and looked around for a glimpse of her. "I simply must speak to her tonight," he muttered and paced back and forth in front of the entrance. Ever since the night when Jianna and Jungir forged an alliance, Shokan's importance both as a strategist and as a politician had steadily diminished. He was too stubborn to admit that he was completely out of his depth when it came to war, and often relied on seeking a diplomatic solution to a conflict. Jungir's presence made things worse, "The man is a low born brute," he whispered and drained the remainder of his drink. The tap on his shoulder made him jump out of his skin, "By the gods!" He was greeted by the smiling face of Kaldor, a member of the council, and perhaps Shokan's closest rival, "As brave as ever I see eh?", Unlike Shokan, Kaldor did not possess a powerful frame, but his dead eyes and peaceful smile sent a shiver down many a council member. "Fishing for an audience?" he asked "No, I was promised an audience," Shokan replied with a slight slur in his voice. Kaldor gave a warm smile that frightened Shokan to his marrow. "I believe the Queen is busy elsewhere." Kaldor offered, "It would be wise of you to not wait too long, lest they found you d***k and incapacitated in front of her tent." "I was promised, an audience," Shokan said, "my audience is vital to mounting future ... campaigns." "The Queen is certainly busy 'mounting', but just not campaigns my dear Shokan." Kaldor's smile was warm bordering on sympathetic, "Come and rest yourself in my tent tonight." Kaldor motioned towards his tent, "The Queen will not be coming back here." "B-but I, but she...," Shokan stammered and walked with Kaldor on unsteady legs. "Yes yes, you were promised an audience but it is the way of those who rule that they must prioritize their promises, and at the moment she is undoubtedly fulfilling one which was made previously." Jungir lay back against the thick pillows of his bed as he waited for his prize to enter the tent. He lay wearing only a loincloth and flexed his arms and shoulders with anticipation. He still remembered the moment he came up to her from behind and whispered, "Tonight, I collect my dues." In reply, she merely cupped his crotch with her palm, stroked it gently, and whispered, "I am feeling rather generous this evening." With a tantalizing smirk, she sauntered off to talk to a short man with a bald head, and an unusual smile on his face. Jungir's attention came back to the present as his tent flap opened and Jianna entered; clad in an elegant riding dress with knee high boots. "Are you planning on keeping those boots on?" Jungir asked with a grin. "Perhaps," she replied and walked towards the bed slowly. Her finger twirling around the leather knot that held her dress together at ...