Amelia woke from her sleep noticing that something was very wrong; the bed that she was on wasn’t her own. Her bed was very soft and had a sweet scent of flowers coming off of it, but the one she was on now was hard and had a pungy odor. Amelia was the virgin queen that ruled over Femdara, a land that the humans mostly inhabited. She was a part of a strict religious order that bond people to a moral code that they must follow. 

More than five hundred years ago, a new religion was formed by some of the humans teaching purity and outlawing sinful acts. Sex was sinful outside of marriage, and any sexual encounter with nonhuman or same-sex was a crime against their holy Goddess. They believed that mixing the bloodline with nonhumans was one of the highest forms of impurity, especially breeding with an orc; it was punishable by death. 

Femdara had nine different kingdoms within it, and it was the goal of each new queen to add another realm to Femdara. They believed that only a pure woman of noble birth could be the virgin queen, and when she becomes the queen of the world, peace will reign forever on Femdara. War was only encouraged when they had the advantage, and the kingdom of Aldumra was the church's next target.

The queen was never allowed to experience sexual pleasure and must keep her virginity intact to rule. All of the girls in training to be the next queen were assigned a guardian to protect their virginity and train them to control their sexual impulses. They kept them isolated from most men, and the ones that they did see were old priests that couldn’t spark any desire within them.

Every generation, the priests picked three girls from noble families to be raised by them to keep them pure. They kept them safe to replace the queen when she could no longer rule, and elite female soldiers protected them. These soldiers didn’t have to stay pure, but many did take a vow of chastity to show their commitment to their future queen.

Amelia was seventeen when she became the queen, now eight-teen, and was the first to have red hair. The first virgin queen was only fifteen with long blonde hair symbolizing purity in the physical form, and was the minimum age that the church would allow a princess to be the queen. The queen wasn’t just picked from the three girls but also from all of the remaining princesses. The ones that failed to become the queen in the past still had a shot of becoming the queen.

The bed that she was on had a cage surrounding it with magical torches giving off enough light to see but gave off no heat. There was enough space within it for a small bed and a few feet of walking space in it. She saw nothing but darkness outside of the cage, and the void filled her with fear. 

The white gown that she had on last night was now gone, and there was nothing within the cage that she could use to cover her naked body. Being captured was frightening enough, but being naked didn’t make the matter easier to handle. Amelia tried to hide her body by sitting in a fetal position to keep her dignity intact, and for the first time, she felt powerless. 

No man had ever seen her naked before, and she was hoping that fact hasn't changed. The thought of someone undressing her made her feel violated and dirty. She was clueless about sex to know if her kidnapper took any liberties with her body. The priests only told her that it was evil and that she should fear it.

Amelia sat in silence for an hour before she heard footsteps coming toward her. The echoing sound that the footsteps made grew louder, and it filled her with fear. She felt her body starting to shake and the pounding of her heart within her chest. She held her arms tightly around her legs to keep her body still and keep what she could have of her body covered.

The figure that emerged from the darkness was a beautiful woman with long black hair and a familiar face. It belonged to a servant girl named Mary that she had removed from her duty a year ago. She caught her in a sinful act and had her punished for it. Only pure things could ever touch the princesses, and they ordered the servant girls to stay pure.

Amelia first met Mary when she was sixteen and was assigned to take care of her growing needs. Mary was two years older than herself. She gave off an aura that Amelia didn’t like at first. She wanted to hate Mary, but there was something about the girl she liked, and she felt drawn to her. Whenever Mary touched her, it made her have confusing thoughts and desires.

She spotted Mary through an open window one day, embracing a man against a tree. Amelia didn’t know at first what she saw, and it took her a moment to realize what was happening. They were some distance away but were close enough to recognize what she was doing was wrong. They were out of focus, and she saw no accurate details of their sinful act but knew that it was impure.

She watched in shock and felt betrayed by her servant's action. She sent Mary outside the castle walls to find some flowers for her room and not break her sacred vow. Amelia reported Mary to the priests, and they had her thrown from the castle with nothing but the clothes on her back. Amelia watched as Mary pleaded that she was innocent to the two guards as they dragged her away. There was no mistaking what she saw and the pain that it caused her.

She felt a familiar feeling stirring within her, and she tried to fight against them. She was too prideful to acknowledge even to herself what those feelings could mean and pretended that she didn’t like Mary. Amelia rolled her eyes in fake disgust when their eyes met and fought against the urge to smile. 

Amelia didn’t want what she was feeling to be acknowledged by the woman because she knew that Mary was involved in her capture. She put on her strong queen face and tried to show that she felt nothing but disdain toward the girl. She looked at her like she was nothing but a meaningless bug next to her and was only alive because she was willing it.

She was shocked by how Mary was dressed and couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Amelia tried to act disgusted by it, but she knew she liked what she saw deep down. She felt her body starting to react to it and felt a strong desire growing inside of her. Amelia wasn’t a stranger to these feelings and felt them many times before. 

The dress had a deep v cut, revealing two fleshy orbs that were sticking halfway out of it, and she felt an urge to keep staring at them.  She also noticed the woman's nipples were poking through the thin material, and they were big around like her little pinky finger. The bottom of the dress stopped short of the girl's groin and revealed two long silky legs. Amelia had never seen another woman’s legs before and found them strangely attractive.

The women around her were always fully dressed and hid their bodies from her. She never even had seen her own body before and was blindfolded whenever she needed to be undressed or during her daily bathing. Under no circumstance was she ever allowed to touch herself or see herself nude. It took five servants to bathe her and took great care not to arouse her. 

She was bathed in a unique way where it wouldn’t lead to unwanted desire and used a rough cloth to clean her body. She never questioned anything that they told her and accepted it on faith. Amelia did wonder what her body looks like and, at times, the servant girls too, but she tried not to have such thoughts. 

It was hard for her growing up denying her sexual desires, but it got easier over time. She felt frustrated over those feelings and took it out on her servants. She didn’t know why she did that and didn't like being mean to them. The servants were the closest thing that she had to a family and friends. It was lonely for her, and she wasn’t allowed to be anything but the queen’s replacement.

“I demand you to give me some clothes and let your master know that I will have his head for this. You will keep yours if you let me go now and do just as I say,” Amelia spoke with authority she no longer had and was too arrogant to see it.

“I think not my pet, and you will be my guest until I have my fun with you. I might get you something to wear, but only if you spread your lovely legs to show me the wet lips of your delicate little flower,” Mary said in a teasing tone.

“How dare you speak to me like that, and you will refer to me as your queen! I will have you flogged for this, and you will regret ever taking me like that.” Amelia yelled out in anger but soon realize that she was powerless to back it up.

Amelia jumped to her feet in a fit of rage but didn’t fully understand Mary's comment. It confused her, and she didn’t understand the meaning behind it. Amelia knew that it must be crude but was too innocent to understand it. She was angrier over not understanding what was said and hated not knowing things. 

Amelia didn’t realize what she just did until it was too late and felt foolish for her rash action. She was standing naked in front of Mary, and it was pride that kept her from covering up. There wasn’t anything around her to cover up with anyway, and Amelia was too prideful to show weakness. She didn’t want to show how vulnerable she felt at the moment and just stared angrily at Mary. 

Time seemed to have stopped, making the moment more terrifying for her, and she felt her strength fading away. She soon lost her nerve and sat back down on the bed in the fetal position. Losing her temper and acting like a foolish peasant girl made her look weak. Amelia knew in a situation like this showing any weakness could encourage her enemy to be bolder in their action against her.

Mary leaned in toward the cage, and with excitement stated, “I got to say that you looked terrific naked and nothing better than a girl with a red bush. Your tits are amazing, with perfect little nipples that I could suck on for days. Why don’t you spread those legs of yours and let me see your real treasure?”

Amelia was so taken back by Mary's words that her mouth was open in disbelief. She figured that the woman was trying to make her uncomfortable. Amelia didn’t think that there was any seriousness to her words and barely understood the meaning behind them. She knew it must be sexual, but she lacked the carnal knowledge to understand it. She didn’t want to make a fool of herself again and held back her tongue.

Amelia watched as Mary leaned against the cage stepping on one of the bars elevating her left leg high enough to expose herself. She was stunned to see that Mary wasn’t wearing any undergarments. She wanted to turn her head away, but she felt compelled to keep looking. She had never seen another girl’s private area before and found it to be beautifully alluring. There was something about it that made her mouth water.

She felt a tingly sensation, a warm feeling slowly moving through her body, and a little wetness was forming between her legs. Amelia had felt this way before and learned to ignore those feelings, but things were a little different this time. She had never experienced such visual stimulation before and had a hard time focusing. 

 “Do you like what you see?” Mary asked in a mocking tone.

“Yes... no! What! Uh... what do you mean?” Amelia replied and sounded less like a queen and more like a babbling fool.

Amelia felt embarrassed from being caught staring at the woman's crotch. She couldn’t believe that she answer the woman honestly at first, but Mary didn’t need to know that. Amelia tried to play it cool, her rambling wasn’t too convincing, and she knew that her action made her look like a fool again. Fighting against the urge to look back but couldn't resist taking another peek at it. 

“You were staring at my... dress. Do you like it?” Mary teased the girl by acting like they were having an innocent moment together.

Amelia didn’t want to play the girl game and knew that she exposed herself on purpose to her. Amelia hated that she looked and liked what she saw. She wasn’t supposed to like unpure things like that so that her innocent mind wouldn't be corrupted. 

“Yes, I do. I would like to tie it around your neck and choke the last breath out of you.” Amelia didn’t mean it; she just wanted to look strong and show that she was unaffected by the girl's action.

Once again, Amelia was taken back by the girl's reply, “And I would like to crawl between your legs to make you moan like a whore that I know you are. Come on, baby, spread your legs for me and let me see your beautiful juicy cunt. I can change your world with just one flick of my tongue.”

Amelia felt her jaw drop from the shock of what she just heard and couldn’t believe what was said to her. She realized that she was making things worse on her by provoking Mary like that. She was powerless to stop Mary from making those lewd remarks and was afraid of what the woman would do if pushed further. 

She didn’t think Mary would do anything to her and only said those things to upset her. Everyone knows that only a man could do sexual things to a woman. Amelia was unaware that two people of the same sex could lie together. The thought of sex scared her because she had no idea what it was like or what it was.

Amelia didn’t know anything about sex, but she did wonder what it was. The priests never talked about it in detail and only warned her about the danger of it. The priests taught her that sex would leave a stain on her soul that would corrupt it. She never touched herself even when she wanted to and used the priests' method to fight off those desires. She truly believed what they told her, and it was her duty to speak for the Goddess, no matter what the cost may be.

Since becoming the queen, she had encountered men that weren’t old like the priests but only the important ones in her lands, and they all wore disguises to hide their appearances from her. Even with all the power she had, Amelia was still powerless to make them show her their faces.

“It is your fault that you are in this mess right now. Your blindness to the truth had caused me much pain. You will listen to the truth now and know just what happened that day,” Mary said without any emotions. 

“Okay, I will listen and hear what you have to say, but afterward, please can you get me something to wear,” Amelia said with fake politeness and hated having to say please to the girl. She was a queen and didn't have to say please to anyone.

Amelia didn’t want to listen to her lies and knew just what happened that day. The girl was doing things with a man that not only betrayed her but their Goddess as well. She was hoping that acting friendly toward Mary might help get her some clothes. Amelia didn’t want to risk the girl becoming vulgar again and taking things too far.

“After I tell you just what happened, then I will get you something to wear, but one thing before we start, why don’t you get comfortable before we begin and stretch out your legs?" Mary's words had double meaning behind them, and Amelia knew what the woman was asking her to do.

Amelia held her jaw firmly shut to keep herself from saying something that would ruin her chances for some clothes. She saw the pleasure in the woman's eyes as she submitted to her wishes and lowered her legs. The girl didn't care about her comfort and only wanted to make her feel more vulnerable.

She hoped that giving Mary what she wanted was the best way to shut her up and keep her from being vulgar again. Amelia fought against crossing her arms over her chest to hide that Mary was getting to her. It was by revealing all, she could keep everything hidden and have some sense of control. 

She felt ashamed for letting her body be on display like this but didn’t think there was much choice. Amelia could feel Mary’s eyes scanning her body and figured that it was all an act to get under her skin. She wasn’t going to let Mary win in this and hoped that obeying her silly wishes would make her stop. Amelia didn’t think that it would cause much harm, allowing her to see her body, and it wasn’t the first time another female had seen her nude.

There wasn’t a day that went by that she wasn’t seen naked by her servants, but they didn’t make crude comments like Mary was doing to her. She knew that it was just a tactic to keep her under control by throwing her off balance. Amelia has to admit that it was working because she was no longer trying to fight against her.

Amelia listened as Mary spoke about the hardship of being a servant and her daily routine. She confessed to breaking one rule but so did all the other servants as well. The priests made them wear these uncomfortable undergarments that they must wear all year round. They only broke that rule during those hot summer days to make their daily chores a little easier.

Amelia knew just how miserable it was to wear so many layers of clothes on a hot day and felt sympathy for her servants. The thick uncomfortable bras she had to wear covered her whole chest, and panties that reached down to her ankles. On a hot summer day, those undergarments can make an unbearable day even worse, and she was powerless to do anything about it.

She didn’t understand why their undergarments had to be that big and uncomfortable. Being naked made her think how nice it was to be free from all those restraints on her body. Amelia allowed her body to readjust itself to a more comfortable position and felt her body starting to relax. Letting her legs spread slightly apart, Amelia was unaware that her pussy lips were visible now or that Mary glanced at it with lustful eyes.

Mary explained that no one could tell under their servant clothes that they weren’t wearing any undergarments. Amelia remembered the black skirt and bodice that Mary used to wear over her white muslin underdress. Never did she suspect something was missing and found herself admiring the servant girls for their cleverness. Mary went on to tell her how good it felt having room for her body to breathe and the comfort that it gave her. 

Amelia realized that Mary’s voice dropped to the point that she could no longer understand what she was saying. She could see her lips moving but couldn’t make out what was being said and then felt her eyelids becoming heavier. Things went dark for a moment and when she opened her eyes again found that she was no longer in a cage.

She found herself standing in some kind of forest with the most beautiful trees that she ever saw. Amelia thought that she must have fallen asleep and was dreaming all of this. She could even feel the heat of the sun on her skin with the occasional cool breeze. Amelia couldn't help but notice that she was dressed like one of her servants and held a basket with freshly picked flowers in her arms.

It seemed so strange to Amelia that she could feel how the fabric felt against her skin, hear nature's sounds, and smell the woods' pleasant scent. The dream was so vivid that it felt like it was happening for real, but that couldn’t be possible. Amelia looked at her surroundings with wonder before spinning around in amazement. 

Amelia felt her dress lift and the air on her bare legs. When Amelia realized that she wasn’t wearing any undergarments noticed how much better it was walking around without any. It wasn't that she was against wearing them but only wished they were smaller and made from softer materials. Whoever designed them didn’t have a women's comfort in mind, and it was almost like they wanted them to suffer. 

She noticed a man watching her from behind a tree; it was the first one she ever saw this young or beautiful before. Amelia wasn’t afraid because she thought it was all a dream and nothing could hurt her. The man’s beauty was breathtaking, and she could feel herself getting lost in his eyes. Amelia wanted him to come closer so she could feel him against her body.

It wouldn’t be the first time she had a dream about someone, but they were usually about her servants. They were never this vivid, and the men in her dreams were faceless. After she had those dreams, she was yearning for something that she couldn't put into words. The closest she ever got to understanding those feelings was when her servant bathed her. 

Amelia watched as the man approached her, pulling her into his powerful arms. Figuring that it was just a dream and would wake up soon, she was surprised when it didn't happen. Her mind was creating things that she had never experienced before, and somehow she knew certain things that she shouldn't.

She couldn’t just feel his embrace but also the heat that was coming off of his body. When she felt his lips press against her own, she opened her mouth willingly, accepting his kiss. The man's tongue felt weird in her mouth, and she found the experience pleasing. Kissing the man back, Amelia felt the hole that had always been inside her start to close up and realized that this was what she had been yearning for all these years.

In Amelia’s mind, she somehow knew a great deal about kissing and all the techniques to be a great kisser. She knew nothing about kissing until the man's lips touched hers, and then she suddenly knew all about it. Amelia didn’t know how she knew about such things but that she liked doing it. She was so engrossed in their kissing that she never noticed him untying her bodice.

Amelia felt the bodice slipped over her shoulders to the ground below. She didn’t seem to mind that the man was undressing her and only cared that he never stop touching her. Amelia felt two strong but rough hands on her breasts, rubbing them through the thin material of her muslin underdress. What she was doing with the man was forbidden by the church and would've resisted if it wasn't a dream.

The material of her dress wrapped smoothly around her soft breasts and gave the illusion that nothing was there. The dress gave no resistance to the man's advances, and neither did she. The man roughly played with her breasts and started twisting her nipples. She moaned from both the pleasure and pain that it caused.

The man spun her around, kissing her neck as his hands slid down to her waist. The feeling of wet kisses on her neck was like nothing she ever experienced before. Lost in sensual pleasure, Amelia didn't notice the stranger had untied her skirt until it was on the ground around her feet. Amelia told herself again that this was just a dream, but she never had a dream that gave her this much pleasure before. 

The pleasure that Amelia was receiving kept her distracted from the fact that she now only had one layer of clothes left. Amelia's mind was focusing on other things than the man's hands. It was only after feeling her dress sliding down her body that she realized he untied it too. The feeling of her breasts popping free from her dress gave her a sexual thrill. She could feel her nipples stiffening in the fresh air and had a strong desire to touch them. For the first time, she squeezed her breasts and played with her nipples before letting out a long deep satisfying moan.

Amelia felt wet kisses on her back as the man pushed her dress further down. When the man let go of it, the dress slid down her body like a tender lover caressing her soft, delicate skin. The man grabbed her derriere before he started kissing and rubbing it. The sensation of having her butt rubbed and kissed was nothing like she ever felt before.

When the man slid his hand between her legs, it opened a whole new world to her. Amelia felt her mind opening up to more carnal knowledge that she couldn't have known about and somehow knew how to please a man. There were forbidden names for body parts that she never heard before, and now she suddenly knew them. She liked how the word pussy sound in her head, but she loved it even more when she spoke it out loud between her moans. 

The sensation of having her pussy touched made her feel weak in the knees. The man's fingers were rubbing the entranceway of her womb, teasing her with a taste of what would come. She could feel it opening up like a flower ready to be pollinated. The man held back from sliding his fingers in her and continued teasing her virgin sex-starved pussy.

When one finally did, teasing with just the tip of it, Amelia grabbed her breasts when his finger went a little deeper, squeezing her nipples as he started playing with her pussy. The rhythm of the man's finger was sending an electrifying pleasurable orgasmic sensation through her body. She let out a low disappointing whimper when he pulled his finger out of her.

Amelia let the man position her until she was on her hands and knees, like a loyal dog waiting for her master to pet her. She was a queen, yet she allowed this man to use her like a common whore. Amelia kept telling herself that it was okay because it was a dream. When she woke, she would find that her purity will still be intact. Amelia didn’t know how her innocent mind could think about such crude things and the pleasure that they were causing her.

She wished her other dreams were this vivid, causing her pleasures like she was feeling now. Those dreams were about her servants bathing her with their bare hands and a princess she met last week. Amelia could feel her loins burning with hot lustful desires to be fucked. The more she thought about that princess, the more those sexual desires grew until she pictured herself doing wild sexual things to her.

Amelia couldn’t accept what she was experiencing was real, even when her senses were saying otherwise. She could feel everything that touched her; it felt like reality and not a dream. The heat from the sun was making her body sweat like it would in real life. The sounds of nature were all around her, and she could even smell the scent of pine needles. She was in a cage one moment ago and then the next in the woods doing forbidden things with a man. She assumed what was happening to her was a dream because that was the only thing that made any sense.

Accepting it as a dream also gave her the excuse to let what she was fighting against for years happen finally. She had been feeling horny lately and wanted to give in to those desires. Believing that she was in a dream let her guard down and kept her from fighting against the man's advances. It felt good not to fight her desires to have her body explored for once. 

Amelia felt the man's hands on her rear, spreading them apart before feeling his tongue entering her. Nothing could have prepared her for the impact of him licking and sucking the juices from her pussy. She bit down on her bottom lip and shrieked out in pleasure. She felt an orgasm growing inside of her, but the man pulled away before it could be released.

Turning around to beg the man to continue licking her pussy saw that he was removing his clothes. The man's body was muscular, with a long hard cock hanging from between his legs. It must have been around eight or nine inches long and had a clear liquid oozing from it. She didn't know how she knew it was precum or that she would like the taste of it.

Amelia watched as the man moved closer to her until his long meaty flesh was inches from her face. She knew what the man wanted her to do, and somehow, she knew just how to do it too. Grabbing the man’s cock she slowly jerked him off until more precum was oozing from his dick. It felt good in her hand like the Goddess made it just for his cock.

She tightened her fingers around the meaty flesh and leaned closer to it. Something inside her was telling her what to do, and she was obeying it without an ounce of resistance. Amelia opened her mouth, swallowing four inches of it. The way she sucked the man's cock without gagging, relaxing her throat, letting it go deeper until she had all of it in her mouth gave her the sense she had done this before.

Amelia could feel it hitting the back of her throat before going down it. She didn’t just like sucking his dick but also liked how it tasted. Finding herself getting into it, Amelia was bobbing her head in a steady rhythm, sucking his dick like it was the most delicious thing that she ever tasted, and she couldn’t get enough of it.

She heard him grunt before he filled her mouth with his cum. It was salty, but it was also a little sweet, and Amelia swallowed it all with delightful pleasure. It didn't feel wrong having it sliding in and out of her mouth. Amelia knew just what was next and was more than willing to have him slid his cock into her wet pussy. Laying on her back with her legs slightly spread apart, Amelia was more than ready to surrender her virginity to this man.

The man climbed on top of her pushing her legs further apart felt the tip of his cock entering her. He eased two inches in before sliding another two inches into her. She quenched her eyes tight from the pain and bit down on her lip to keep from screaming out. The man took his time slowly fucking her at first until her pain subsided.

It didn’t take long for her pain to fade away and be replaced by pure ecstasy. Amelia moaned with the rhythm of his thrust and felt him sliding his cock deeper into her. He was no longer taking his time with her but ramming his powerful cock into her like a wild beast. Her moans came out rapidly and were growing louder by the second.

She could feel a powerful orgasm rising within her until it exploded, sending waves and waves of intense pleasure through her body. Amelia wrapped her legs tightly around the man as more orgasms hit her. The man didn’t stop fucking her but only slowed down in speed. Everything suddenly started fading away like a puff of smoke, revealing that she wasn’t dreaming after all.

There was a demonic creature that was on top of her that was speaking telepathically to her. It was a succubus with two goat-like horns sticking out of its head with black hair and charcoal-colored skin. Its body was that of a woman with a long penis and had large, firm breasts. It was a sex demon that could create sexual desires in people and then feed off their sexual energy. It usually sneaked into people's dreams, taking the form of their deepest carnal desire to have sex with them.

Amelia understood now that it was the demon that was feeding her carnal knowledge and sexual desires. It was the creature that had filled her head with the carnal knowledge that she used to please it. She could sense that it didn’t mean her any harm and wanted to bring her pleasure. The demon told her that Mary was a sorcerer, and it was she that summoned it to seduce her. 

The demon wasn’t done with her and was still slowly fucking her. Amelia felt it was desiring to cum inside of her and bring her into another orgasm. She knew that this creature should repulse her, but she was too addicted to its demonic cock to care. Amelia just wanted to cum again and didn’t care if it was by something that came from the dark abyss. All that mattered was the pleasure that she was feeling kept growing until another orgasm ripped through her. 

The succubus read her thoughts and picked up speed, pounding her pussy with a force that was most pleasurable to her. Amelia heard the creature grunt before it started filling her with its cum, but it kept on pounding her until she had another orgasm. When the demon pulled his cock out of her, she felt the creature's cum oozing out from her sore and well-pounded pussy. The succubus faded away, returning from which it came. Amelia felt the weight of her action hit her hard. 

The sex with the demon was mind-blowing, but it had cost her the crown. She knew that she could no longer be the queen after merging her body with another on a bed of lustful pleasure. Mary had tricked her out of her virginity and stolen her life from her. The shame of falling for it so easily burned brightly on her face, and she started to cry.

She had nothing now and couldn’t go back to her castle after this. Amelia didn’t know what to do now after disgracing herself barely under a year since becoming the queen. The shame that she felt was disheartening, and she couldn't believe how weak she was. No queens that came before her ever failed so badly as she just did.

She hated that she wasn’t strong enough to say no and let that creature have sex with her. Amelia was afraid that she wouldn’t resist her desire anymore and would give in to them. She could still feel the lust in her heart and could still taste that demon cock in her mouth. After bonding mentally with that creature, she knew it couldn't make her do anything that she didn't want to. 

She knew that it wouldn’t be hard to convince her to get back on her knees again to suck another dick or spread her legs to be fucked by a stiff cock. Amelia felt shameful over the fact that she still wanted to do sinful things even when that demon no longer had power over her. The hunger that she had for a nice juicy cock was now growing weaker, but it was still there. 

Amelia felt like a dirty little whore that had gotten a little taste of sin and now was craving more of it. How could she say no to sex again with the knowledge of all the pleasure that can come from it? It all was confusing at the moment to her, and she didn’t know how to handle it. Amelia wished that there was a way to go back to being the innocent queen again.

“I know that you are upset with me right now, but you will see that I did you a favor.” 

“Favor! You did me a favor! I have nothing now because of you. All I knew was to be the queen. Trained since birth to do this one job, and now I can no longer do that!” Amelia yelled with tears in her eyes.

Amelia closed her eyes, feeling the tears running down her face. She couldn’t believe it all ended like this. She was the virgin queen for Goddess sake and now was no better than a common whore. What hurt the most was that Amelia did enjoy being fucked and used like that. There was a part of her that wanted to repeat what she did night after night. 

“I know it looks bad now, but tomorrow I promise you it will be better. You will see that I just saved your life. I can’t show you the truth now because you need your energy after dealing with that succubus. After taking a nice hot bath, I will get you some clean clothes before letting you rest,” Mary said compassionately. 

Amelia didn’t trust Mary and figured that it was some kind of trick. She will do as she said for now but only until after tomorrow. She will find a way to escape to start her new life far from this dreadful woman. Amelia doubted that anything could justify all of this. After wiping the tears from her eyes, she rose from the bed with a heavy heart waiting for Mary to unlock her cage and let out a defeated sigh.