Carla, Racha, and Yannell

By Jacob Kingsman

DESCRIPTION:
King Algorn of Rolara recently conquered a smaller, neighboring nation and made a home for himself in the castle of their only city. He ordered his soldiers to kill all the men in the town, and decided that he wanted to sleep with every single woman before giving them away to his loyal army. As he gets comfortable in his new castle, the fun begins.

EXCERPT:
“The next thing I want you to do for me, dear Yannell, is get down on your knees under the table and suck my dick while I eat my food and drink your milk.” Her stomach dropped again. This was so humiliating! At least while she was under there, she would be a little more hidden from the eyes of all the guards and servants in the room. She got down on all fours, suddenly panicking as she became aware of the view she must be presenting of her rear end! She hoped the people standing behind her were still turned around facing the wall. She could see that servant boy Eric was not, but at least he was standing in front of her, behind the king. His view of all her sensitive areas would be blocked, as long as he didn’t move. She quickly got under the table, to hide at least some of her shame, though it brought her closer to the next task that she had to do.

She saw the man's legs under the table, sitting in his chair. They were spread wide open, and she could see a button holding closed a flap, under which was a sizable bulge. The sooner she started, the sooner she would be done, she thought. She crawled towards him, focusing on that flap, then brought her hands up to fuss with the button when she was close enough. She got it open quick enough.

Okay, the first step was done. A thought came to her then, and she started feeling up the bulge through the pants without taking it out yet. Would he enjoy this teasing? If she did a good job with this, she would get a good life, with a good husband who cared about her daughter, she told herself. She heard something, then looked to see Eric had positioned himself so that he could see some of what was going on under the table. Fuck! She tried to block it out of her mind and just kept on massaging the bulge. He was very distracting. She found herself silently hoping that he liked what he saw.

Focusing more on her task, she then realized the king was drinking something above her while she was doing this. Was it her own milk? Strangely, the thought of that turned her on a little. Then she realized part of her liked the thought of Eric being able to see her almost-naked body doing what she was about to do. Those things put together ignited a nice, warm sensation in her nether region. She hated herself for those thoughts.

It was time, she decided. She decided to open up that flap in his pants and pull out the package. She couldn't help but feel a tiny twinge of desire for this thing. God, what was she thinking? She was a prisoner here! She hated this! Didn't she?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lot's Cave, Inc.
• Release date: Sep 25, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005405731

Jacob Kingsman

The overwhelming problems people face in the course of their lives can frequently lead them to commit acts they would never consider under normal circumstances.I enjoy writing stories of young women struggling desperately for happiness, for some way to save self-respect—if not virginity. I focus on problems facing modern society and reflect on our times.

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CONTENTS

Carla, Racha, and Yannell

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Author’s Note

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by Jacob Kingsman

It was late afternoon. The king sat in the throne room of his new castle, as he would for many days to come. He had already told the cook and the servants to prepare a dinner for two, and he had told one of his military officers, Galaro, to bring the first trio of girls from the conquered city into his throne room for his judgment. They would be the first of many to come.

Already the door at the end of the hall was opening. Algorn shifted in his seat to more comfortably accommodate the bulge that was forming in his pants, thinking about the delights that his life would now be filled with. Galaro was first in the room, holding a rope that was tied around the wrists of the three women he was leading in.

The first was a redhead with pale skin, a little older than the others, probably around thirty. She was tall, and the ragged cloth the soldiers had put on her as a skirt was a bit short, which made the view even better. Her eyes were green, and her tits looked to be about average, not too big, not too small. She didn't see him lick his lips when he laid eyes on her.

The next girl in was almost comically shorter. There was over a whole foot of height difference between them. She had light skin, light brown hair, a bit of extra weight on her hips and stomach, and some of the biggest tits he had ever seen. The king was very excited about her in particular.

The third girl was a tiny bit taller than the second, though shorter than the first. She had darker hair, and her skin was darker as well. Amusingly, the cloth the soldiers had found to cover her didn't have a strap over one of her shoulders. With her hands tied up, it was obvious she had to squeeze the garment between her elbow and her side just right whenever she moved, in order to keep the thing from falling below her tit and exposing her for everyone to see. The king smiled, thinking about the fun he was soon to have with that.

They all lined up side by side, heads down, in front of King Algorn. He got up off his throne and descended the steps to get a closer look at them all. The first one he talked to was the redhead. He supposed he should talk to them one by one in order. What's your name? He asked.

As he said this, she actually looked up and locked eyes with him. Her eyes were green, and had a fire in them. She defiantly remained silent. He smirked. Was she going to try to be defiant? She should show him more respect if she knew what was good for her.

Tell me about yourself.

Fuck you! He laughed at that. He was the king here. He would break her spirit before the night was over. Or if he didn't, he would have a lot of fun trying!

Just tell me your name, then. She spat on the ground at his feet. In response, he grabbed at the fragile cloth that was covering her top half, and ripped it away, letting it fall to the ground. The only thing covering her now was that super short skirt, which even when pulled down very far, didn't quite cover all she would want to hide of her bottom half. She tried to bring her arms up to cover her tits, but he grabbed them and pulled them back down. They were nice and perky. The nipples were hard, she was probably cold even before he ripped that cloth away, and they were a nice light shade of pink. He enjoyed looking at them.

Galaro, what's this one's name?

Carla.

Carla. The king repeated. He reached up and pinched one of those cute perky nipples. The girl winced, and he grinned. He would have a lot of fun playing with this one indeed.

He stepped over to the next girl, the short one. She kept her head low. He patted the top of her short head with his hand, and laughed at her.

Yes your majesty. She responded. Her voice was shaky. She was obviously very scared, to be talking to the king that conquered her land! As she should be.

Will you tell me about yourself?

Yes sir. She responded right away. He liked her obedience. My name is Racha, and I'm 19 years old sir. And I had three older brothers. But they died defending the city sir. I miss them very much. The poor girl was almost ready to cry now. He put a hand under her chin and lifted her face up. She was very pretty, now that he had a good look at her.

I'm very sorry for your loss. I'm sure they were very brave. He gave her half a smile. He did feel sorry for her, and he did want to comfort her. She was being nice to him, so he would try to be as nice as he could to her, even given her circumstances. She just nodded.

Yes sir. He looked her up and down. She had curves in all the right places. He made a mental note that he wanted to see her naked at a time when bright sunlight was shining through the windows. She looked beautiful under that cloth rag, and he wanted a good view of it.

He moved on to the third girl. And what about you? She shuffled around nervously and kept her