“Are you ready to open the negotiations, my Lord?”

Autania clenched her fist slowly, feeling the taut leather leash creak and tighten between her fingers. Before her, the King of Skania gasped softly and nodded, his lips parting just enough to breathe a soft:

“Yes.”

“Good!” The slender woman coiled the leash one additional time around her hand, while her other hand crept down the naked back of the man in front of her. “Then let me first attest to the great honor you have shown me by agreeing to meet with me today. I know your time is valuable, and even though these negotiations are vitally important for both of our countries, I nonetheless appreciate the time you are showing me today.”

The king groaned, an impatient note in his voice as he growled: “Just.. get on with it, woman..!”

Such a lack of diplomatic skill, mused Autania as she let her free hand slide down to the man’s exposed ass. Despite the leather straps around his wrists and his neck, and the rope holding his arms suspended above his head, he still had the royal arrogance of any king, and she felt a momentary pang of impish delight when she rocked her hips forward, sliding a fair few inches of thick, ivory strap-on cock into the king’s vulnerable backside. It had been little work fitting the instrument inside him - apparently this was neither his first nor his second time on the receiving end of such a toy - but Autania nonetheless gloried in the whimpering moan that he gave when she thrust herself into him, the toy bumping against the man’s prostate and causing him to jerk against her.

“My apologies, your Majesty,” she muttered with a sly smirk, and rocked her hips forward again to the sound of another soft gasp. “I merely wanted to pay you the respect you are due. You are, after all, a king, and I merely a lowly envoy for my queen. But, as you wish…”

Slowly, Autania allowed herself to pull on the leash attached to the king’s collar, and she listened to the increasingly choking groans of the man as she tightened the creaking leather around his throat. At the same time, her free hand had found his hip, and she was now laying into him with slow, measured strokes, ensuring that the gagging, blindfolded young man was aware of every thick, sculpted inch of fake cock spreading him open. Harder and deeper, she let herself bump into his ass, and by the sounds he was making, it seemed as if he was as close to heaven as he could get without actually dying. Autania smirked to herself and continued her spiel unabashedly.

“Regarding the trade of precious stones and exotic fruits between our countries, my Queen has made you a generous offer, as outlined in the papers I have brought with me. All we require is your signature-- unless you want to go over them yourself?”

Autania knew that he didn’t. As she made the offer, she slowed her hips to a torturous crawl, and the King, chest rising and falling with heavy, panting breaths, gave a mewl of frustration and began to try and bump back against the toy, but woefully hampered by the shackles from the ceiling keeping his body in place.

“N-no,” he gasped, and Autania allowed the full length of her faux cock to push into him, which made him groan with unrestrained delight. “No, I-- I’ll sign. Damn it, just don’t--”

Without warning, Autania drove herself in to the hilt in the man’s ass, all the while letting her free hand reach around to grasp the king’s cock. Swiftly, she began to stroke him while her hips kept a firm, steady pace, and in mere seconds she could feel him throbbing between her fingers, his anguished cries of pleasure like sweet music to her ears. One stroke, another, and then she felt him climax, an explosion of thick, white ropes that shot all over the sheaf of paper she had laid out before him. Over and over, she pounded into him until his cock was soft and limp and oozing cum over her fingers, and only then did she pull back and release her grip on the leash.

“Thank you, Your Highness,” she smirked, and wiped her fingers on the sheets of the bed. “That signature will do just fine..!”

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