Chapter 5

Tara and I continued to kiss for a while as I played with her body. I told her to stand up and turn around to sit back on my lap with her back to me. That way I had better access to her marvelous tits. I toyed with her tits and nipples while I kissed her neck, she moaned and rotated her ass on my lap, feeling my hard cock between her ass cheeks and rubbing it along her crack.

Just to get her even more excited and aroused, I raised her up just high enough to push my cock down so when she sat back down it came up between her legs. Now as she ground her ass on me, my cock would rub along her very wet slit. As I expected, this brought several impassioned moans from her. I took her hand and placed it on my cock as she moved, making her push it up against her even more.

It was incredibly erotic to have such a beautiful, sexy blonde at my disposal, and soon she was touching and stroking my erection. I asked if she was ready to serve me, and she moaned out a yes as my fingers touched her soaked pussy.

“I’m so incredibly horny right now,” she moaned into my ear. “If you put that thing in me ... I would cum right away!”

“Well, tonight I will take you and make you my queen. You just stay nice and wet for me, okay?” I said, as I rubbed my cock over her pussy once more, making sure I touched her clit.

“I look forward to serving you, my king,” she panted. She got up and turned to me. “Is there anything you require, Sir?”

“Well, I am a little hungry, now that you mention it.

“Oh,” she said, “Just clap three times, and a servant will come in.”

I clapped loudly, and in walked a beautiful young brunette in a silk bikini and heels, with a pink flower in her hair.

“What can I do for you, Sir?” Her voice was soft.

I asked for water and something to eat. She bowed slightly, before leaving. Tara took a pillow and dropped in between my feet and sat down on it, with her head on my lap. I began stroking her long hair to her utter delight and I could hear her softly purring happily.

The servant girl returned a few moments later with a jug of water and some native fruits that I didn’t recognize. She sat the tray on the table next to my chair and I smiled at her.

“Will there be anything else, Sir?” she asked. At that moment I wished there was, but I couldn’t come up with anything.

“No, that’s it, for now, thank you,” I said.

“You’re welcome, master. If there’s anything else I can do to please you, let me know,” she said smiling and turned on her sexy heel to leave us alone. But there was a problem.

“Just a minute,” I said, “Come back here.” The girl returned, confused and afraid she had made a mistake somehow.

“Yes, Sir?” she asked.

“What did you say? What did you call me?” I asked. She panicked, thinking she did something wrong and said, “M-master ... Sir.”

“What is your name, beautiful one?” I said.

“Saiyani, Sir,” she said.

“Saiyani, why do you call me master? Are you a slave?” I asked.

“Yes Sir, I am one of your slavegirls, Sir,” she said confused.

“And how many slavegirls do I have?” I asked.

“There are ten of us, Sir. Some clean, some cook, some do other things,” she said.

“I see. Well, Saiyani, I want you to get all the other slavegirls and bring them to me. I want to see all of you right here quickly,” I said.

“Yes, master,” she said, and scampered off to get them. Tara rose from her seat at my feet and got dressed in her cloak again. She took a seat at the second smaller chair to my left. A few moments later ten beautiful women assembled in front of me, all kneeling as they had been taught.

“Stand up all of you,” I said. They rose, looking at each other curiously. “Is this everyone then?” I asked.

“Yes master, this is all of us slavegirls,” Saiyani said.

“Good. Now let me tell you a little story, girls. Long, long ago in my country, we had slaves like you – both men and women. They worked the fields and did housework and cooked and did the wash, much like you do. But it was not good. Some people, like the slave owners, liked it. Others did not. And as a result of this, there was a terrible war over slavery. Many families were torn apart – brothers fighting brothers, sons fighting their fathers, and many thousands of good men died. But then one man – one very wise man – put an end to slavery and abolished it, making all men equal. It took awhile, granted, for everyone to agree to that and get used to the idea that these former slaves had rights like they did, because a lot of resentment still remained. But eventually they did, and my country was better for it.

“So I am going to do the same with you now. Whatever bonds hold you as slaves here are hereby dissolved. You are all free women now, equal to any others in Kupolinis, save the Queen here. You can remain working here as attendants to me and the Queen if you wish, or you can go out into the city and find employment elsewhere, it’s up to you. If you choose to remain here, you do so as attendants, or housekeepers, or maids – whatever you wish to call yourselves. But you are NOT slaves and I am not your master any longer. I am King, or Sir, or Your Highness ... just not master. I will have no slavery in my kingdom. Understand? Now, I will let you each consider what you wish to do, but know that if you leave, it will not be held against you in any way. It is entirely your choice,” I said.

A murmur went through the girls until Saiyani spoke up, “Thank you, Sir,” she said.

“And as for this kneeling stuff, that goes away too. Ladies do not kneel in my presence. Instead they curtsy, do you know about curtsying?” I asked.

“Yes, Sir. But only the finer ladies curtsy,” Saiyani said.

“Well, you are all ‘finer ladies’ now, so I will expect you all to curtsy when addressing me or the Queen,” I said.

“Yes Sir,” Saiyani said.

“Okay, you are all dismissed for now. Just let me know what you decide to do so I am aware of it,” I said.

“Yes mas- yes, my king,” Saiyani corrected herself with a shy smile. All the women curtsied and then left giggling and chattering as they walked.

Tara turned to me after they left, “This was a good thing you did, Sir. It will go a long way in cementing you as a beloved king here in Kupolinis,” she said.

“Well, I have a few other changes in mind for our community, Tara. How many people live here in Kupolinis?” I asked.

“At last count around 400 or so ... maybe a few more than that, why?” she asked.

“And how do you get the word out to the people about a major announcement?” I asked her.

“Well, that’s not usually a problem, news spreads fast here in Kupolinis ... all I have to do is tell a few people and it spreads quickly. Why do you ask such questions, my king?” she asked, puzzled now at the line of questions I asked.

“I would like to have a town meeting in a couple days to make an announcement. I would like as many of the ladies of Kupolinis to attend as possible and those who can’t attend for whatever reason will have to hear of the news secondhand. But I’d like to give it to as many as I can myself,” I said.

“As you wish, my king. I will send messengers out to spread the news right away. When would you like this town meeting?” she asked.

“Make it for the day after tomorrow so that word gets out in time. It should only take about an hour if that, so let’s set it up for lunchtime day after tomorrow, in the town square in front of the palace.” I said.

“Yes, my king. I will have the people assemble there if you like,” she said.

“That will be fine. May I ask what this big announcement is?” she asked.

“Since I arrived, I have heard nothing but how the women here have never seen a man, how they have never been with a man, and how much they all wish they could know what it’s like. And it’s sad, Tara, that so many beautiful, desirable, and sexy women have never had the pleasure of having a man love them.

I know just how they feel. I spent a lot of my youth not knowing what a woman felt like, the softness of their touch, the smell of their scent, the taste of their kiss. Well, I plan on doing something about this.

You tell me there are about 400 women in this town. Well, I am going to have sex with each and every one of them at least once. It will take some time, to be sure, but I want to spend one night with each woman until each and every woman in this town has known what it’s like to be with a man. No one should have to go through life not knowing love, Tara. It isn’t right,” I said.

“My king, that is a very tall order! I mean it is a wonderful sentiment, but ... can you? I mean can you have sex with every woman in Kupolinis?” she asked.

“Yes, I can. I have a plan. You will see at the meeting but I have devised a way to see that each of the women here will know their king’s love,” I said.

“You are a wonderful king ... and a wonderful man,” she said.

I tossed a pillow onto the floor between my feet, and she looked down at it for a moment, as if trying to find the meaning of my sudden and seemingly random action. Then a moment later it hit her and she looked back up to me with lust-filled eyes and a mischievous smile on her beautiful face. I snapped my finger, and she immediately moved between my legs and dropped to her knees.

“Yes, my king.”

Her blue eyes sparkled and she trembled with excitement as she knelt between my legs. The long strands of her blonde hair caressed my thighs as I lightly stroked her soft pink cheek with my fingertips. She kissed my thumb with her glossy, pink lips, and looked up with a naughty grin. Then just to show me that she had a playful side, she sucked my thumb in as if it was a small cock. I felt my own cock jump excitedly.

“I’ve never done this before,” she spoke coyly. “But like all women on Shatabhisha Galli, I was taught from the age of Tarle about men, in case I ever had the lucky chance to be with one.”

I held my cock by the base, the head pointing straight up as Tara looked at it licking her lips. “Now, Tara I want you to look at my cock. I want you to learn it intimately, study every bump and every ridge. It’s these bumps and ridges that are going to please and pleasure you.