HERALD OF STEEL

As Lady Parthia begged Alexander, the man slowly lowered his gaze to the pleading queen, still keeping that frozen face. But deep inside, he began to soften, knowing the lady would completely flip if even a rumor of their act were to start.

However, before he let the reluctant lady off…

“*Sigh*… after all this, you still refuse to listen Parthia. Didn’t I tell you trust me?” He loudly mused, before turning to give an almost disappointed look.

And the lady instantly shivered at this, her eyes turning confused.

For some reason, defying the man felt ‘wrong’ and a part of her even wanted to repent.

“Submit to me Parthia. And you and your family will have all the good in this life and hereafter.” Thus when Alexander mixed his words with a grand promise, Lady Parthia’s lips quivered.

“Now kneel!” And then, as she heard the order, her knees inexplicably felt weak.

There was a certain air of regality to the voice that even the mature, elder lady was unable to violate.

“Kneel Parthia! Accept me as your Lord- the divine son of the gods!”

Even Lady Parthia was unable to tell how it happened, but as soon as she heard this repeated order, all of a sudden, she found herself on her knees, staring directly at the by now turgid, fleshy organ extending out of the lower, muscular torso.

‘What am I doing?’ She cried internally at the sight, yet… the powerful, magnetic voice seemed unviable.

“Good girl! See how easy it is to obey! Now stand on your toes and spread your legs. Show me your most intimate part.”

Once again, Lady Parthia’s body obeyed by itself, slightly lifting herself and parting her healthy, fleshy thighs to reveal her lush, bushy undergrowth.

And from it, soon, she felt a small trickle of yesterday’s gift leak out, much to the lady’s extreme shame.

She tried to quickly shift her body and clench the tunnel shut, yet somehow her muscles there felt weak. They felt like they wanted to show this grand spectacle to their master.

A feeling that only got amplified as they felt the young, virile man’s lustful gaze land on those fuzzy pink lips, and thus the clear, silvery, ‘string’ quickly turned thicker and more plentiful.

“Mmmmm… I always knew your lower lips are more truthful than your upper ones, Parthia. Care to explain why you are leaking like a spring from your pussy?” Alexander imperiously smirked with such a vulgar address, much to the lady’s shame.

Yet unlike other times, she did not try to close her legs. She did not dare without his express permission.

Rather, accompanying that feeling of shame was also a surge of excitement in her heart, making her blush in embarrassment.

“Now move your hands to the back of your head. Show me your smooth armpits.”

Thus by the time that powerful, hypnotic voice had finished its commands, the regal queen of Tibias found herself in a very compromised position, everything so exposed and vulnerable, and not even daring to look at the man.

While Alexander admired his handiwork with great relish, his little brother excitedly jumped up and down, releasing clear, sticky fluids.

He wanted nothing more than to smash his organ into those plump, red lips and dye that immaculate face, and those bountiful breasts with his gift.

“Bastard! Is this what you wanted? You conquer and humiliate me this?” Lady Parthia however suddenly seemed to have regained a bit of her spunk back and in her anger, spat out so out of nowhere, turning to give Alexander an angry glare.

Although the impact of that was made very muted given the lewd state she was in.

Bare, with legs wide and love juices dripping out, it made it really hard for Alexander to take her seriously. His eyes constantly kept roaming all over, even lingering over normally inconspicuous parts such as the cute navel or those smooth, soft, white pits, which had the tiniest bits of sweat starting to form.

But thankfully, Alexander did not brush the lady’s vehement complaints with a careless smirk or disdainful wave.

Rather, stepping forward, he gently caressed the lady’s rosy cheeks and posed, “Is that what you think my lady? That I am doing this to… somehow slight you. Do you believe that?”

“….” Lady Parthia’s lips once again quivered. She was unable to utter the wanted ‘yes’ no matter how hard she tried. Those gentle yet firm eyes completely stopped her.

While Alexander continued, pressing his point,

“Perhaps that might have been true the first time I met you. Perhaps then I might have thought of simply taking you as a prize.”

“But now…. Hmmm… if I saw you as only a toy my lady, do you believe I could have used a hundred different ways to humiliate you? The things that happen here, all the live ‘dances performances’ the nobles make their slave do in their revelry parties … do you think you would have been spared if I did not directly shield you?”

“If you were only a matter of my conquest, I would have thrown an old woman like you to the dogs a long time ago!”

Lady Parthia’s heart instantly rumbled like it had been hit by a magnitude 8 earthquake as soon as she heard this. And it was not because of as much for the threat.

But more so for the words ‘old woman’.

As far as she could remember, Lady Parthia could not ever remember Alexander discussing her age.

Rather it was always her who was saying she was no longer that attractive, and him rebuking and reassuring her, coaxing her about her beauty.

So for him to bring up the topic on his own… clearly it showed his anger.

And seeing this, the anger in the lady’s own eyes dissolved, her expression turning almost guilty.

As for Alexander, his voice now turned soft and silky,

“You should know that I actually quite respect you, my lady. I would certainly not have come to you if I did not think you were trustworthy and reliable. In fact, whenever I have any problem, the first person I come to is you. You should know that you are one of my most trusted advisers, someone who always has my ears!”

“And even this we are doing… can you say with a true heart that I am forcing you? Or is this just all a fun play? A mutual act between two consenting adults?”

“…..” Lady Parthia’s lips once again shook, yet the intended answer never came. Because deep inside of course she the truth.

If the lady had been fiery like her usual self, or even facing a different man, she would have without doubt screamed, shouted, and tried to storm out even if she had to fight her way out.

But the fact that she was in such a position, all from just a few words, with no type of coercion involved, really told her as much as there was to know.

While seeing this confusion, then guilt on the lady’s face, Alexander’s heart let out a crafty smirk, feeling victory was near.

So he finished with a fake, wounded voice, “Hmmm… so for you I am shaming you… honestly, I am a bit sad.”

“…..” Lady Parthia’s eyes visibly dimmed at last, as she felt stripped of all her answers.

In her heart, the lady really could not defend her actions anymore as whatever reasons she thought she might have had to refuse Alexander’s advance, now appeared thin and flimsy.

After all, she herself was freely allowing it, even voluntarily taking such a depraved state.

“What do you want me to do, brat?” She at last spat out, her last act of defiance.

“Submit! Submit to me above everything else! Swear that you will always aid me in my rule. Swear you will side with me even against your family.”

“…..” Lady Parthia did not immediately answer. Instead, her eyes turned sharp with the talons of an eagle, and Alexander thought he heard the grinding of teeth.

It also did not take a smart person to guess the reason for this pause.

It was almost common knowledge to know that everything the Tibian queen did was for the continuation of her family.

So for Alexander to ask directly to go against her main objective…..

“Fine! I will help my sons and daughters as long as they help. And if they go astray, I will bring them back.”

Much contrary to the expected answer, Lady Parthia actually agreed!

Because by now, a significant part of the lady’s heart had switched sides!

She of course still loved her children, but she also loved Alexander!

She loved the chosen man of the gods.

And reciprocating in kind, Alexander also returned the feeling, pleasantly nodding,

“Mmmm… that is all I ask. That you will keep your children in line. That you will rid them of any idea of restoring the Tibian throne… ever.”

“And in exchange for their, I will give them wealth and luxuries they have never seen. Do you doubt my promise?”

How could she deny it?

Even if Lady Parthia was not taken by Alexander, she still would have believed it.

After all, she had seen all the miracles of sugar, glass, paper and so many more in just a few years.

“No, master.”

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