Ruling my Kingdom, one problem at a time
Regal, captivating, perfect were only a few of the many names that my subjects referred to me as. Standing tall on my Purch, looking down my nose to my followers. My thick black curly hair framing my heart shaped face. My emerald green eyes scan the crowd and my crimson lips pucker as I notice something that disturbs me. Most didn’t notice because their eyes were trained on me, as they should be. Tall stilettos parted shoulder width apart, perfectly manicured hands rested on my hips as I made a mental note of who I needed to deal with later. The leather body suit I wore clung to every curve, making me feel divine.
covering the talking points for the day and handling everything that needed taking care of, I wave to my followers, blow them a kiss and descend back into my castle. Cheers and applause fading under the sound of my stilettos as I make my way into my chambers. I need to change and handle busy and now. What I seen earlier was not okay. Slipping into something easier I walk towards my dungeon. A servant was sent to retrieve the two guards that I demanded to see and now. If they cause problem my general was to help escort them to me. Waiting for them only made my furry worsen. By the time they made it before me, kneeling and awaiting my words.
Sat upon my throne, sinking slightly into the silk plush cushions. I always forget how much I love this chair. My fingers stroked the tip of my huge strap-on. Commanding them to look up, enjoying the shock on their face I tell them that I seen the atrocious acts they committed earlier. With huge eyes they start to plead. Letting them try as they might to lie and beg, I stay silent, enjoying the fear in their voice. Finally a break in their begs I shout silence and crickets appear. Just then my servants step forward and place ball gags in their mouths. Shackles were placed on their wrist and my general and protector stood close by, so they knew better then to move a muscle.
Speaking up I say “you have two options, take what you deserve. Or be banished, your choice”. They glanced at each other for just a moment and looked up at me saying “We will accept what you have to give us. We made a mistake a deserve our punishment”. Stripping from waist down, bent over spreading their asses open. Grabbing the base of my thick strap on, I step behind them ready to teach them a lesson.