Imagine

It was late at night when you heard a knock at the door, a hooded figure beyond. Irritation in your voice, you asked him for the purpose of his late visit. He responds, informing you that you were selected to perform your duty at the castle.

Unaware of any such duty, you almost slam the door in his face before noticing the heavily armed knights behind him. Quickly understanding that this "Duty" wasn't optional, you begrudgingly step forward, locking your door behind you.

Along the way to the castle you inquire about the nature of this duty, catching a glimpse of royal armour beneath, the sight filling you with fear as you imagine what would have happened if you had slammed the door in his face. The figure responds that it is now a responsibility of all citizens to respond to royal summons at all times, and that the details would be explained once they reached their destination.

Fearfully, you follow the hooded figure, the armoured knights a few paces behind. You kick yourself as the cold night air chills you, your coat forgotten at home.

Reaching the grand walls of the castle, you are lead to a side door seemingly used by servants. The hooded figure opens the door allowing you to pass through. He asks you about your life, what kind of job you do. You respond that you are presently unemployed, though you help out at your family’s farm during harvest season. The figure nodding as he listens to your story.

Travelling down the winding castle hallways you stare at the splendour of it all, never having imagined you would see anything like it. What kind of duty would grant an ordinary person like you a chance to visit the King and Queens royal home?

After walking for what felt like miles, the hooded figure finally stops before an overly large set of doors, an ominous silence falling over him.

He turns to face you as he pushes open the door but does not say anything as he stands aside, gesturing for you to enter.

Nervously, you enter the room before you, struggling to see anything within the pitch black darkness. You turn to ask the hooded figure what you should do, only to see him closing the door behind you.

Filled with confusion and fear you look around the room, unable to see anything without light. You timidly step forward as you imagine fleeing, wondering if you would be able to escape the royal knights.

Suddenly, the room is filled with heat as a ball of fire explodes out of the darkness. You shield your eyes from the sudden illumination, now able to barely see the room around you. You realize you appear to be inside some kind of bed chamber, a bed almost as large as your entire house in the centre of the room.

As the intensity of the flame dies down and you no longer need to cover your eyes, you see a lone figure sitting upon the bed.

You are filled with shock as you see the fiery red hair of Queen Celica illuminated by the dying flame. Her body covered by a transparent nightgown as she lay against a pillow, her eyes piercing you.

You begin to stammer out apologies as you kneel before her, desperate to escape execution for invading her bed chambers. Silently you curse the hooded figure for bringing you here as nervous sweat begins to pour from you.

Staring at the ground, you hear the sound of Queen Celica as she slips off of the bed.

Wishing for the ground to swallow you up, you listen as her footsteps approach you, your end growing near.

Finally she stops before you, her pale white legs entering your vision. Thinking them beautiful, you briefly decide that it’s not worst thing you could see right before you die.

Fear gripping your heart, you slam your eyes shut as you await death, hoping that it will at least be painless.

After some time passes and you are still able to feel your head atop your neck, you nervously open your eyes, your heart almost stopping as you see what now lay at the Queen's feet.

Your eyes bulge in horror at the discarded night robes before you, the thought of what stood just above them driving you mad.

Your heart begins to beat out of your chest as the pair of legs turn and begin walking towards the bed. Overwhelmed by curiosity, you raise your head to see if your insane imagination is actually reality. The Queen couldn't really have disrobed herself before you, could she..?

Your blood runs cold as your gaze draws upwards, seeing her flawless legs, her perfect hips, and her well sculpted ass.

You feel your breath growing heavy as you stare, a warm feeling growing within your crotch.

As you continue raising your head you see her exposed back, scarcely believing your eyes as you briefly see her exposed breasts from between her arms.

Finally her entire exposed body is contained within your eyes. You let out a contented sigh as the watch her from behind, quickly turning into a choked scream as you see her looking at you. You had never witnessed the Queen up close, only catching glimpses of her fiery red hair from below the castle whenever she addressed the people, which is why the expression worn by the Queen seemed so out place.

You had once witnessed the same expression on a street whore calling out for customers. The sight of that same look on the face of Queen Celica filling you with a burning desire.

You watch as Queen Celica turns to sit upon the bed, allowing you to catch a glimpse of fiery red between her legs as she crossed them over.

You see her breasts perk up as she smiles at you, raising her arm towards you and beckoning you forward.

You begin to think that this must be a dream, what else could explain the Queen of Valentia exposing herself to a man other than the king, a lustful expression on her face as she calls a stranger to her bed.

You feel your pants grow tight as you decide to give in, thinking that either this is a dream, or, you may as well do whatever you want since they're going to execute you anyway.

You stand up, watching as Queen Celica's smile grows wider. She licks her lips as you begin to walk towards her with purpose, determined to make the most of your remaining life.

You reach the bed and roughly grab her shoulder, surprised at how hot her skin felt beneath your fingers. Her chest begins to heave as her breathing gets rougher, her expelled breath burning your face.

Excitement fills you as you consider the situation. Just an hour ago you were preparing to sleep, and now you were in the Royal Bedchambers pushing down the Queen.

Queen Celica falls back, her arms and hair splayed behind her as her breasts rise and fall, her breath visible in the cold air.

You climb onto the bed, holding yourself above the Queen as you place your hands by her sides staring down at her. The desperate look on her face causes your dick to shiver, bursting free of your pants.

You watch as her eyes are drawn towards your now exposed dick, your heart beating faster as she stares at it, licking her lips.

You gulp, swallowing the build-up of saliva as she raises her legs against you. Your crotch tingles as she rubs her feet against your dick briefly, before she hooks her toes around the hem of your pants.

Her breathing continues to grow heavier, her chest moving faster, as she pulls down your pants with only her toes. Her movements quick, and likely well practiced.

Your dick springs forward towards the Queen finally free of your pants, her face growing even more depraved as her eyes lock onto it. You suddenly feel it sting as the cold air chills your now exposed lower half.

You look down at her naked body, seeing her dripping wet pussy lips just below your own engorged dick, anticipation and fear filling you as you get closer and closer to fucking Queen Celica.

You feel shock as Celica suddenly wraps her legs around your exposed midsection, the strength of her legs surprising you as she began pull you towards her. You see as her hands dart towards your dick, gently grabbing it as it approaches her royal pussy. You almost jump in shock as she grips it, finding her hands as cold as ice. You feel your dick began to grow cold as she massages it, almost as if she was absorbing the heat from your dick.

Gritting your teeth to endure the pain of your freezing dick, you stare down at the Queen as she continues tormenting you. Her eyes staring at your dick with a mad lust.

You scream out as the cold within your dick becomes too much to bear, becoming terrified as you imagine it snapping off.

Not noticing, or perhaps not caring, Queen Celica continues massaging your dick, eager to chill it to the core. Despite the incredible sensation, you make no attempt to flee, instead remaining trapped above the Whore Queen.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she lets go of your frozen dick. You cry out desperate for relief, begging her to reverse the torture.

She continues staring up at you with an lust filled expression unbefitting a Queen, as she quietly asks you if you wish for it to be warmed.

You cry out again, begging her to warm you, saying you'll do anything if she just takes away the cold.

You become filled with fear as you see her hands creep towards your dick again, her legs tightening around you preventing you from fleeing.

Readying yourself to become chilled once more as Celica grabs you dick, you are instead filled with surprise as her hand feels normal, as normal as the perfectly soft hands of a Queen can be anyway.

You feel as Celica brings your dick to the mouth of her pussy feeling the heat radiating from it slightly warm your frozen dick.

Betraying the gentleness she showed you previously, you let out a cry as she suddenly forces your dick through her boiling hot pussy lips, your dick feeling as though it was within an oven as she pulls it further inside with the strength of her vaginal muscles alone.

You feel as your frozen dick is instantly thawed by the fires of Ragnarok within her hot Queenly pussy. The burning walls gripping your dick as her pussy sucks on you, as if it were alive.

Celica places her hands against you before pulling herself off of your dick, causing you to cry out in pain as your dick is instantly frozen the very moment it escapes her boiling tunnel.

Desperate to chase the cold away, you stare down at the Queen below you as her torturous teasing continues.

Fortunately, she shows you mercy as she suddenly pulls you into her once more, your dick once again thawing within her fiery embrace.

You see her smirk at you as she begins to pull out again, feeling your dick grow cold inch by inch as she moves.

Desperate to avoid feeling that frozen hell once more, you thrust inside her with all of your strength. The force of your thrust causes her legs to bounce on your back as you push her deeper into the bed, her eyes rolling back into her head as she grabs her bed-sheets and grips them tightly with her fingers.

You feel as you thrust further into her pussy than before, your cockhead slamming into the mouth of her womb. You lay still, not wanting your dick to slip out and become frozen once more, feeling the fires of hell assault your dick as it snugly rests within her.

You see Queen Celica recover from her assumed orgasm, staring up at you with anger on her face as she pants heavily. You are filled with fear as you wonder if this is the end, before she roughly grabs the collar of your shirt and pulls you to her lips, fiercely kissing you.

You feel as Celica's tongue thrusts inside your mouth, its heat as burning hot as her pussy. She greedily devours your lips as she stares at you angrily.

You swallow another load of saliva as she breaks away from the kiss, panting once more. Her chest rising and falling faster now as her breath was reduced to quick huffs. She wraps her arms around you and with unnatural strength she thrusts her hips against you, forcing your dick out of her.

Feeling your dick freeze you begin to thrust toward her frantically trying to get back inside her. However you are unable to do so as she suddenly places her hands against your chest and pushes you, causing you to fall with your back to the floor.

You quickly try to stand up, desperate to get back inside of her fiery mage pussy as quickly as possible. But before you are able to do so, she jumps at you, straddling your legs and pinning you beneath her.

You stare up at her, noticing as the anger on her face begins to mix with her lust. She brings her warm pussy frustratingly close to your frozen dick, rubbing the boiling lips against you and briefly chasing away the cold, before she pulls back again leaving you frozen once more.

Her intentions clear, you give up on taking it for yourself. Laying back as you endure the frozen torment. Smiling in satisfaction, she rubs her hot, wet pussy along your chest before tracing it up your dick, leaving a sweet smelling trail behind it.

You feel as your frozen dick begins to thaw once more while she rubs it between her lips, before it grows cold again as she stands above you, her glistening oven hanging just above your dick.

You clench your hands into a fist as the anticipation overwhelms you, begging Celica to end your torment and take your dick inside that warm embrace once more.

Celica laughs smugly at you, her domination over you complete. She reaches a hand to your face and gently strokes it, soothing you slightly, before she drops her hips without warning, impaling herself on your dick.

You let out a moan as she begins to furiously bounce on your dick, feeling as it rapidly switches between freezing and boiling, the twin sensations driving you mad.

You feel Celica's pussy tighten around your dick as it begins to ram into the mouth of her womb. You watch as Celica's panting grows heavier still, her breasts bouncing along with her every time she slams against your hips. Her tongue falls loose from her mouth as she is overtaken by lust, looking like a whore as your dick pierces her over and over.

She suddenly slows her bouncing as she begins to grind against you instead, rolling your dick around inside her. You hear as she begins to moan loudly, filled with pleasure because of your cock.

Your head arches back as she resumes bouncing on you, though with less intensity than before. You feel as your dick remains almost completely within her, her movement shallow but more deliberate.

You see as Celica shuts her eyes and presses her arms down on your chest, her bouncing slowing even more. You assume that she is attempting to delay her orgasm for as long as possible, enjoying the feeling of your cock within her.

Forgetting the previous submissiveness you felt, you reach out and grab hold of her ass. Her eyes suddenly openn in response, staring at you in shock, however she is far too close to release to punish you now.

Seeing your opportunity, you pull her hips closer, forcing your dick further inside. You feel as your cockhead pushes against the mouth of her womb, almost breaking through into her royal chamber.

She stares down at you panting harder than ever, no objection on her face as she allows you to force her onto your dick.

You feel a jolt within you, warning you of the imminent explosion. You begin to lift Celica higher as you hurry towards your own release. Using the Queen like a toy fills you with a sense of power. No longer caring as your dick freezes outside of her, you lift her almost all the way out before slamming her back down over and over again, desperately trying to force your way into her womb before you shoot your load.

Sensing your intent, Celica begins to moan louder, begging for you to do it, cum inside this whore Queen and make her carry the child of a peasant.

Spurred on by her cries, you slam against her harder and faster than ever, feeling your cockhead just barely enter her royal chamber.

You feel as your crotch is covered with her pussy juice as she begins to leak uncontrollably, her royal body driven mad with lust by your commoner dick.

You feel her nails dig into your chest as her boiling hot pussy tightens around your cock, forcing you further inside her as she cums hard.

The sudden tightness causes something within you to unknot, your seed quickly travelling down the length of your cock ready to burst.

Unable to delay it any longer, you throw all your strength into one final thrust, elation filling you as your cockhead finally breaks into Celica's royal womb. And not a moment too soon, as barely a second later you finally explode inside her, crying out with Celica as she screams in unimaginable pleasure. Your load instantly paints Celica's womb white, filling her completely before it begins to overflow down her boiling hot tunnel. You feel her pussy shiver against your dick as she is filled by your cold seed, arching her back as she is assaulted by a seemingly unending orgasm.

Celica begins to quiver on your dick as she stares into your eyes with a glazed look on her face, her tongue hanging loose as she pants heavily. Every few moments you feel her pussy tighten up as she cums again, your chest becoming wet as royal fluids leak from her fiery pussy, mixing with your own filthy seed. She collapses on top of you, your dick still buried inside her as your seed begins to spill out of her pussy, wasted on the floor beneath you.

You feel as Celica suddenly begins to bounce on your dick again, trying to suck your dick completely dry. You feel as she cums on top of you each time she slams down, bouncing faster and faster until you are forced to cum again, emptying your balls completely into her.

Sighing contentedly, Celica snuggles into your chest. You wrap your arms around her as your eyelids begin to feel heavy, feeling her chest against yours as she breathes calmly, her weight filling you with a sense of peace.

Right before you fall asleep, you could swear you saw the hooded figure once more, a strand of green hair sticking out from beneath the hood.

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You awaken sometime later in your own bed, the events of the previous night a haze. Staring down at your body, you're forced to wonder if it had all been a dream. You look down at your dick, no trace remain of the frozen hell it went through.

In fact, you can find no proof whatsoever that it had been anything but a fantasy.

You shake your head as you think about how ridiculous it all was, deciding it must have been a dream. How could a Queen act like that? How could something so insane actually happen to you?

You resume living your life peacefully and many months pass. Eventually news spreads around the capital that the Queen is with child. You briefly recall your strange dream but scoff, dismissing it as impossible.

More time passes, you head home to help your family harvest the crops for a while before returning to your house near the castle.

As you return to the capital, you find the city celebrating the safe birth of the next king. A nagging curiosity filling you as you head towards an inn along the parade route. You climb to the second floor and look out a window as the carriage showing off the new king approached, pushing past the heavily pregnant pale-haired young cleric girl already staring at them.

You look down in shock as you see fiery red hair of Queen Celica, the soft green hair of King Alm, and the child in her arms.

His hair matches yours.