Chapter 1

Mine is a story that must be told. As the years pass by, and my successful reign as Queen of Ladona continues, I feel an ever-increasing need to record my experiences for posterity. Through many battles, always won, and even more celebrations, my kingdom has been unceasingly formidable in a world where rulers can literally be crowned and defeated in the course of a day.

The Crown Realm of Ladona is an exceptionally beautiful city. Built along a smooth coastline, it offers many opportunities for commerce through sailing. These opportunities have made many of our townspeople very wealthy. These prosperous citizens have, in turn, use their power and influence to expand their empires, making Ladona an enjoyable place to live.

Of course, being located near the coast makes Ladona a prime target for invasions from nearby cities, normally those whose residents are unsatisfied with their own quality of life. Unfortunately for our enemies, I have instituted an army of fierce warriors who will defend Ladona to the death. Fortunately for my warriors, very few have actually lost their lives in Ladona’s defense.

The warriors are a source of personal pride for me. I strive to give them the best that our kingdom has to offer, including beautiful women and sex. I have found that my warriors will fight hard and long if there is sufficient motivation for them to do so. Such motivation is provided by an elite group of attractive women who are possessed with numerous, valuable talents. These women have been instrumental in raising our kingdom to its present-day heights. It is with a story involving a very special woman that I begin to impart my history.

My top assistant had escorted me to a large room in my castle. The room was full of women, each hopeful to be added to the select group that will serve my warriors in any way they require. These positions are highly sought-after, not only to provide royal service, but to personally contribute to the continued success of the realm.

My assistant led me to a corner where three beautiful women were gathered together. They all had long, chestnut brown hair that flowed over their backs and buttocks. Their skin was pale, and they were all tall, but curvy. They were wearing long, silk robes.

“Let me see them without their robes,” I demanded. The three women quickly opened their robes, creating statuesque poses as I prepared to examine them. The three of them could have been triplets, they were so like one another. They all had large breasts, perfectly shaped with light brown nipples. They were slim, but a bit curvy around the hips and thighs. Their pussies were cleanly-shaven, and their asses were tight and round. In other words, they would be perfect additions to our royal group. “Thank you, ladies,” I offered. “The three of you are more than acceptable.”

“Yes, my queen,” they replied in unison. They were escorted away to a large, ornate wing of the palace, destined to provide satisfaction and motivation to many of my warriors.

I continued to survey the room with my assistant at my side. As I did so, my eyes fell upon a stunning, blonde creature. I hesitated to call her a woman because she was very young, no more than 16 or 17. She seemed to be even younger because of her shy stance, despite her disarmingly attractive appearance. Her long, wavy hair cascaded down her back, and her light-colored eyes seemed wise beyond her years.

“Hello, my dear. What is your name?” I questioned earnestly.

This young, blonde beauty showed little fear of speaking to royalty as she looked directly into my eyes and replied, “My name is Calliope, my queen.”

“What a lovely name for a lovely girl.” Calliope bowed slightly in appreciation of my compliment. “Can you please open your robe?” I have to admit that I was feeling a tinge of anticipation in seeing what was beneath her robe. With such a gorgeous face, my expectations for the rest of her body were very high.

Calliope slowly opened her robe to expose her naked body. Her breasts were on the small side, probably still developing, with small, light pink nipples. She was very slim with a flat stomach, but still had a little bit of meat on her bones. Her mound was topped with a few, very light blonde pubic hairs.

Although I was instantly aroused by Calliope’s body, I was slightly unsure about using her as a reward for my brave warriors. As usual, I was not shy about expressing my reservations to my assistant. “I really don’t know about this one. She is awfully young, probably inexperienced. I’m not sure if she possesses all of the qualities that we require.”

Calliope lowered her head upon hearing my assessment, but raised it slightly upon hearing the response from my assistant, “I understand your reservation, my queen. Please allow me to suggest a compromise. Take young Calliope and put her to the test for a number of days. If you are not satisfied with her performance, I will return her to her family.”

I gave a momentary thought to his assurances before nodding my head in agreement. “Please bathe her and bring her to my room later this evening.”

“As you desire, my queen.” My assistant escorted Calliope out of the room, and I returned to my quarters alone.

After dining, I awaited Calliope’s arrival with mild excitement. Ever since meeting the young girl, I had felt a persistent sense of sexual arousal. I desperately needed to ascertain whether or not Calliope could rise to the task of fulfilling my needs. I was dressed in an elegant, emerald green nightgown – silk with jeweled accents.

At long last, my door was opened and Calliope made a tentative entrance. I greeted her encouragingly, “Come right in, my dear. There’s nothing to be afraid of.” With that, she slowly walked over to where I stood in front of an ornate vanity with a large oval mirror. “Please, sit down. Let me have a look at you.”

“Yes, my queen,” she responded as she timidly seated herself in front of the mirror. Calliope had been dressed in a light gray, sheer silk organza nightgown that allowed me to see every part of her nude body underneath. I began to gently brush her long, blonde hair, hoping to put her at ease and enjoying the soft floral fragrance of her perfume. As I looked at the two of us in the mirror, I could not help but notice her small pink nipples visibly protruding through her gown. I allowed my arm to brush the side of her left breast and felt a tremble go through her small body.

“Why don’t we go lie down?” I suggested, helping her rise from her chair and directing her toward the bed. We both climbed on top of the heavy covers, and faced each other. “You know that you are extremely beautiful, don’t you?”

“Thank you, my queen,” Calliope responded with a slight smile. With that encouragement, I leaned in and kissed her. It began softly, but soon both of our mouths were open, tongues rolling against each other and lips smacking earnestly. As we kissed, I massaged her breast, gently pinching her nipple. I continued to move my hand down her body, pushing up her nightgown to expose her small, tight ass. I touched her inner thigh, and she obligingly opened her legs to provide access to her small clit, which I worked between my fingers. Calliope seemed to be enjoying this physical contact because her kiss became rougher and more passionate. I was the one who eventually pulled away from her.