Queen Sheba Facesitting Novels & Stories

The queen walked to her desk and sat down in her chair. She sat her elbows on the desk; leaning her head down into her hands. "So darling, tell me about yourself." She smiled as she said this, but her tone was demanding. I felt as if I must obey the words she spoke. I felt I had will of my own. I looked at her, my eyes unsure where to look. I focused on her gorgeous hair. The way the colors matched her eyes. I felt like I was looking at a rainbow after it had just rained in the sky. I breathed in and smiled. I tried to choose my words carefully. I did not want to upset the queen.

Her auburn tresses were piled up neatly toward the back of her head, several tendrils hung loose; more in defiance than by design. She smiled as we got closer, but I could have sworn her muscles had forgotten how to pull the move off – the movement odd on her smooth face. Brown eyes, lined with thick lashes assessed us as we neared. Chocolate eyebrows arched in question as she took in how slowly I moved and how heavily I leaned on Torstein. “My Queen” she greeted me with a curtsy, thin fingers still gripping onto the door as if she doubted her own ability not to crumble in grief.

As I tried to enjoy the breakfast, the aroma of freshly baked bread and sizzling bacon filled the air, but my appetite was overshadowed by the persistent discomfort caused by Athena's subtle but deliberate foot rubbing against my leg under the table. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, trying to ignore her, but it was becoming increasingly difficult. I glanced at Athena, her expression serene as she continued her subtle assault. I knew she was doing it on purpose, testing my patience, and I was determined not to give her the satisfaction of a reaction. The queen, elegant and composed as always, noticed the exchange. "Athena, it seems your wound has healed completely," she remarked, her eyes

The shaking of his hands answered that question. "Would it be better if I help you a bit?" The Queen put her hand on Erebus's shirtless body and stroked down all the way to his belt and no more. Her movement was like oil, emblazing him in a second. "Ahhh!!!" With a deep, rough growl, Erebus struggled frantically as if crazy with only the jingling of the chain going around in the hall. The Queen waited there with a patient smile, as if just appreciating a pretty scene.

She kissed his forehead after fifteen minutes, and he relished it, “Thank you for your understanding, my Queen. I am aware that you will not be angry with me for long.” “Don't be too sure. I will punish you for denying me of my conjugal right.” He looked at her sulky face, and teased, “You look beautiful when you are upset.” The Queen showed anger, and asked, “So you are aware that I'm upset. I will double your punishment.” “I will serve your punishment if that would quell your anger.” “It is all right. Firstly, you have to undress me.” “Wow! That is a simple task,” he stated, and sat up. Phoebe sat up too, and he began to undress her. After he pulled off everything, he was delighted, and as

Shun Yu whisper on her ear she even lick her lips, and nodded then when she saw the chair beside her she put her left feet there like she's spreading herself onto that chair. She even put her hair at the right side of her neck and ready herself for the act that she will be pulled of, "Can i glance at you King?" she ask Shun. "Yeah" Then when she turn around she saw Shun sitting like a king on the other side of the chair that she was sitting before, Then she lick her lips and get an eye to eye contact with King Shun Yu she spread her legs again and ready her act.

“Shut up.” She set the tray down, unlocked the chains from the ceiling hook. My arms dropped like dead meat. A thousand needles stabbed through my shoulders. I swayed, but her arm hooked around my waist. They were solid and warm, catching me before I face-planted. For one heartbeat, her body was flush against mine. I could feel her heart drumming against my ribs. Then she pushed me onto the low bench and knelt. Actually knelt. The Alpha Queen. On her knees. In front of the man she was supposed to hate. The air left my lungs.

South Side, Queen Rhea's chamber. "My Queen, my Queen!" Rhea's pale eyes flew open, embracing the darkness in front of her. Her eyelids grew darker, and her whole body whitened as she tried to hold off her power. Anger painted her facial expressions. She observed something was wrong.

Know that. I felt the sensation running around me then, and I subtly returned to my former position, not caring to know if the queen had seen anything. I flexed my fingers after that, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath, merely for show. I was already centered. The Queen can begin her training.

Shea simply nodded her head. “Let me see your hand.” Shekinah suddenly said and got her hand. She placed her point finger and middle finger on her wrist. Her heart began to pound in a faster pace inside her chest. “Calm down. Take a deep breath.” Shekinah coldly ordered her. Shea unconsciously let out a deep breath and slowly exhaling it – trying to calm her nerves. The moment she saw Shekinah’s face, she already knew. She was happy, yes… but she couldn’t deny the fact that she was scared at the same time.