Harold Saves Her Husband Pt. 01

Lisa dragged her clothing off my face and stroked my cheek.

"I hope you enjoyed being ridden by a Queen, Harold. Not every member of her court gets such personal attention."

Lisa climbed off me revealing a naked Queen Serena still impaled on my shrinking erection. Serena smiled at me.

"Thank you, Prince Harold. Your restraint under pressure made my ride most enjoyable. I wish my Visha had such control. I claimed you first. Now you must get ready for the rest of the alliance."

Serena slid herself up my body and sat across my chest with her glistening yoni poised just below my chin. I felt Lisa's skirts spread over my legs. Another naked woman, that must be Pushpa, took Serena's place across my hips. I shook my head wearily. I could not be ready so soon.

"Do not concern yourself, Prince Harold," said Serena. "We know that we have to wait. While we do, you can have a Queen to eat."

Serena's yoni moved over my mouth. I extended my tongue to lap between her lips. Her hands stroked my head. She slid closer and closer to me until my mouth was covered by her yoni. She pressed down so that I had to stop using my tongue and concentrate just on breathing.

Four hands caressed my body. Pushpa's warm yoni moved up and down my flaccid member. I relaxed and enjoyed the attention until Pushpa felt the revival of my manhood. Her yoni claimed it.

Slowly she and Serena moved together to rouse me further. Lisa's hands were still stroking my body. As I became more erect I also began to lose myself in the passion of being the centre of attention of three sensual women. I lost awareness of myself as Serena's sex swamped my face pulsing rhythmically with Pushpa's downward thrusting. Even crushed under the weight of three women my back began to arch as Pushpa's movements reached a frenzy. I wanted to hold back until Pushpa had climaxed but I was being controlled by their bodies and unable to resist. Pushpa's last thrust was echoed by Serena whose yoni clamped around my mouth and nose, smothering me. That I could not endure. I erupted into Pushpa.

Serena slid back on to my chest. I gasped for breath, my head cradled by her softly moving hands. Pushpa and Lisa continued to caress me gently.

As my breathing returned to normal Serena looked down at me.

"Prince Harold, I think we have done enough to you to cement our re-founded alliance. We could ask you to continue with Princess Lisa but we need your brains as well as your other parts. Princess Lisa will have to wait."

I nodded as best I could. That brought my face back into contact with Queen Serena's yoni. She brushed it against me and then climbed off leaving Pushpa and Lisa still astride me. Lisa stood up.

"I am leaving Pushpa in control," Lisa said. "She needs to know that we trust her with everything, including you."

Pushpa contracted around my unresponsive member. She smiled at me but the tear trickling down her cheek showed her emotion.

Queen Serena dressed herself in another sari and draped a shawl around Pushpa's naked body.

Chapter 7

Who are the Lady Archers?

"What are we going to do about the King's kidnapping?" I asked, "Now that we have established that we trust Pushpa."

I winced as Pushpa contracted her yoni.

"We have to get him back." Lisa said bluntly.

"How?"asked Queen Serena and Pushpa together.

"I have a couple of ideas..." I said.

"Out with them!" said Lisa.

"OK. They know that we know where he is. They know that Ranjit isn't the King. The people don't know that anything is wrong."

"We know all that," said Serena.

"Yes. So we act as if nothing is wrong. We - that is Queen Serena and Ranjit still pretending to be the King - go to visit the King's stepbrother Mohan. Why not?"

"Because he will capture me and Sanji can do what he likes. Visha and I will die. That's why not!" Serena exploded.

"Not if you make it a full state visit with your English friends paying a visit as well. George will provide a suitable escort that would deter anyone."

"Prince Harold," Pushpa said quietly, "George and his soldiers cannot enter the women's quarters where Serena will stay. They will be useless outside it."

"I have thought of that. Along with the gallant soldiery some of the English ladies will accompany Lisa to see Sanji's palace."

"Would these English ladies be members of the Archery Club, by any chance?" asked Lisa who was following my train of thought.

"What use will Lady Archers be to me?" asked Serena.

"Well," said Lisa, "Archers is a loose term for what we do. Sometimes we do have archery contests in public but most of our meetings are in private and guarded so that no natives – sorry Queen Serena and Pushpa – can see what we do. We were concerned that under the late Rajah's rule we might be attacked so we prepared to defend ourselves and help our menfolk. We practise with small arms and artillery. We are quite good with George's nine pounders. It is such a shame that we can't smuggle one into Sanji's zenana. Artillery pieces are rather large."

Queen Serena and Pushpa were looking astonished. Neither of them knew about the real purpose of the Archery Club despite their effective secret service.

"But, why...?" asked Serena.

"Why didn't we defend ourselves better in the late Rajah's zenana?" Lisa finished for her. "That was a mistake we regretted and want to correct. We thought that because the Ranee had invited us that we would be safe. We didn't bring our weapons. We should have. If we had, the rebels would have died in the doorway."

"So what weapons would the Lady Archers have?" asked Serena.

"That depends on what we could smuggle in. All of us have revolvers or pepperboxes. Most have single shot carbines and shotguns. We have trained with the soldiers' rifles and muskets but find the recoil too much for us. We have trained with knives and swords. Some of us have special talents. Jane is brilliant with a wire garrotte or a Thug's rumal. My speciality is bone breaking with my arms or legs."

"How? Boxing and Kicking?" asked Pushpa.

"No. I wrap them around my target and squeeze."

That stopped their questions. My Lisa is a big woman and very fit. Her leg muscles are very strong.

"I think that the Archers could protect you very effectively, Queen Serena," I said into the silence.

"But wouldn't Sanji suspect?" She asked.

"If you didn't know about the Archers with your efficient Secret Service," Pushpa, the head of Serena's Secret Service squeezed me again. "then Sanji won't know."

"It could work..."Serena said "but if Sanji does know then the Archers would be in real danger."

"When they know, I am sure that they would take the risk for you, Serena." Lisa announced.

"Why? Why should Englishwomen risk their lives for a native, even if she is a Queen? I don't understand."

"It is very simple, Serena. We live here. We may talk of Home but this IS our home. This is where our husbands and children are. We know that we are much safer with you as Queen than we were when the Rajah ruled, or we would be if Sanji ruled,"Lisa paused.

"We became Archers to defend ourselves and our families. Defending you would be defending ourselves. Despite our military superiority we really control this part of India with the consent of the people and their rulers, even if some of us call them natives. Our soldiers would support you. Why should their wives be any different?"

"It is a difficult concept to grasp," said Serena. "It is hard enough to realise that English gentlewomen have trained to arms. It is even harder to accept that they would fight and perhaps die for me."

"I think that they will but it is better to make sure. The Archers meet tomorrow afternoon, no that will be this afternoon, and I will tell them that you have a problem..." said Lisa.

"You can't tell them about Visha. Only a few of us know. If that got out..."

"Don't worry, Serena. I will only tell them enough without revealing your secrets. Then I will ask if you can see the Archers in action. That should convince you. Harold could escort you and Pushpa to the cantonments. If the Archers agree they will show you. If they do not, that I don't expect, the four of us can plan what else we can do."

Chapter 8

Unfinished Business

"Then I agree to see what the Lady Archers can do, Lisa," Serena said Until then..."

"Until then we have unfinished business. Pushpa, please get off my husband. I haven't had my turn. I think we should finish with all of us naked. Could you help me undress, Serena, while Pushpa unwraps Harold?"

"Of course."

Pushpa squeezed me one last time before climbing off me. She untied the petticoat strings and unwound the saris binding me. As she did a hand brushed casually across my erection. The second stroke was no accident. She finished unwrapping me at the same time as Lisa shed her last item of clothing.

Serena rested her back against the gaddi. My head was laid between her legs against her bush. She settled herself. Her thighs briefly gripped the sides of my head. Pushpa sat on my chest facing Serena feeding her folded knees between Serena's thighs. Her feet rested on my shoulders. She slid her hips forward until my tongue could touch her. Lisa straddled my hips and eased my erection into her warm cleft.

Serena's hands passed Pushpa and cradled Lisa's breasts. Lisa leant against Pushpa's back, burying her face in Pushpa's flowing hair. Lisa's hands sought Pushpa's breasts. Pushpa stroked Serena's breasts. Looking up between Serena and Pushpa I could see their nipples become proudly erect. That was the last I saw of them for some time.

Lisa thrust down on me, pushing Pushpa's yoni into my face. I extended my tongue, licked, nibbled and thrust between her lips. Pushpa's belly cut off my view upwards as she leant forward to kiss Serena.

The three of them started to move as their mutual caresses excited them. As Lisa bounced on me her movements edged Pushpa's body forwards over my face. Pushpa's lips spread allowing my tongue to slip further in.

I felt the heat of their rising passion as Lisa's movements became faster and faster. Pushpa's yoni thrust back against me and covered more of my face. Now I could only breathe as Lisa lifted herself and reduced the pressure on Pushpa.

I was struggling to hold back. I wanted all three of them to climax several times before I let myself go. If not they would be so lost in their ecstasy that they would continue after I had finished. That might be painful for me and there was nothing I could do about it. I was sandwiched between hips, squeezed by thighs, and weighed down by two women.

I concentrated hard. I may not be a good shot but I have a reputation to uphold. The three of them were making my reputation fragile. I felt them reach climax after climax as I gritted my teeth against the pounding I was enduring now completely under Pushpa's yoni. At length I could endure no more and I released myself into my already pregnant wife.

As their passion subsided Pushpa moved backwards allowing me to pant for breath. Lisa released me so that Pushpa could slide further back. Pushpa lifted her legs from between Serena's. The last thing I remember before drifting into an exhausted unconsciousness was the softness of Serena's thighs hugging my head.

Chapter 9

The Archers Demonstration

When I woke up I was covered by Lisa's dress and my head was resting on her breast with her arm holding me. I kissed the breast.

"So you are awake?" Lisa said. "Time to be up, dressed and on the move. We have much to do."

She didn't release me. She pushed her breast against me. What could I do? I opened my mouth and sucked. My tongue rolled her nipple around. Then a hand slapped my backside.

"Sorry, Harold. We have to move."

We got up, dressed in our creased clothing and went back to the cantonments. We showered and changed before a leisurely breakfast. Lisa went to see some of the Archers while I dressed in my full dress uniform to collect Queen Serena and Pushpa. First I had to warn the Colonel. He would not be too pleased to have an unexpected visit from the local ruler. He'd have to dress formally as well, and in the heat of the day.

He was sympathetic even if slightly annoyed. I told him everything. That saved me from criticism for borrowing the soldiery last night. He would provide whatever support he could for Queen Serena even offering to reduce Mohan's palace to rubble if required. He knew, and I knew, that Visha would be killed as soon as the bombardment started. From the Colonel's point of view, Visha was expendable but Queen Serena wasn't. He was not happy at the prospect of her exposing herself to danger but he knew Serena too well to expect to be able to deter her. He would provide the necessary troops to escort Serena and enough to storm Mohan's palace if that became necessary. We hoped that would not happen.

The Colonel knew of the Archers but disapproved of some of their activities. While it might be useful for a woman to know how to load and fire a pistol, practising with artillery and learning light infantry skills was going too far. The Colonel had argued with Lisa about it, but the Colonel's wife had eventually persuaded him that it was good for the sergeant instructors because the women asked "why?" and didn't accept that the known way was always best. The Colonel was proud of the efficiency of his soldiers. If they became more efficient because the sergeants were made to think that was an acceptable reason for humouring the ladies.

Lisa and I met back at our bungalow. The Archers were willing to demonstrate their skills to Serena and pay a dangerous visit to Mohan's palace. They would only take volunteers. Those with small children would be persuaded not to go but the older ladies and those who had no children yet wanted to try their skills. I was still doubtful. None of them had faced a determined enemy. I didn't doubt their willingness. I had no idea how they would react under fire. The unsuccessful revolt had been their only experience.

I had to collect and escort Queen Serena and Pushpa so I had my waler saddled. Lisa went to arrange with the sergeant instructors for a demonstration. The Colonel's wife was the commander of the Archers but Lisa was the adjutant who did the real work.

As I arrived at Serena's palace a closed carriage was waiting with an escort of her cavalry. Instead of their usual lances they were armed with carbines. Their lances were booted behind the saddles making a brave display but the carbines would be more effective against any opposition that might be expected.

Serena and Pushpa, closely veiled by their saris, entered the carriage and we set off at a trot. As we reached the cantonments the gates were opened for us. I had a brief word with the colonel. Serena's cavalry dismounted. I escorted the carriage to the practice area. The sergeant instructors presented arms as Queen Serena went through the gates of the walled practice area. Once inside and the gates had closed behind us, About two dozen of the Archers came from behind buildings and formed up on parade. All were wearing round dresses, that is dresses without crinolines and in most cases without corsetting. Their arms were a miscellaneous assortment. All had pistol belts and most carried some type of long arm, a rifle, musket, carbine or shotgun. They didn't look very military.

Serena and Pushpa kept themselves veiled as the Colonel's lady led them to inspect the assembled Archers. Serena's body language showed her disappointment. The Archers did not look like a formidable force or a force at all. Their long arms were on either left or right shoulders, their pistols were a weird assortment, and they just looked like English Gentlewomen dressed to shoot rabbits.

Lisa nodded at one of the sergeant instructors. He began to bellow commands. The Archers split into four groups. Lisa approached us.

"Please follow me, ladies and Harold."

She followed one of the four groups of Archers. They walked to a shooting range. Set up about thirty feet away were a set of man-sized targets. The Archers stood each facing an individual target. The sergeant shouted "Now!"

In less than a second all the targets had more than one hole in them. Within five seconds the Archers had discharged all the loads in their various handguns and had started to reload. In less than a minute their guns were fully loaded again and holstered.


Lisa brought us down the range to the targets. Every target had been hit by every discharge. Some were off the painted roundel but all had two or more hits within the scoring area. At thirty feet with revolvers I doubt the average British soldier could have done as well. If the targets had been men, all would have been very dead.

Serena nodded at Lisa.

Lisa said a few words to the group leader and led us away. At the next group the targets were as before but the Archers had no weapons visible. They just looked like ladies standing in a line. When the sergeant shouted "Now!" guns appeared out of skirt pockets or waistbands. The accuracy was just as good but the first shot was slightly slower.

The next group was arranged similarly with no visible weapons. At the command throwing knives were pulled from behind the neck and thudded into the targets followed by two more from each lady.

Lisa told Serena "The groups did not know until they arrived at the range whether they would be using holsters, concealed guns or knives. Each one can use all three methods. The last group will be slightly different but every Archer can duplicate any of these roles.

At the last range one lady was standing with a shotgun. We could see but she could not a sergeant preparing to project a wooden model of a duck from a large catapult. The model duck flew low, about three feet from the ground, faster than ducks can fly. The shotgun load caught it in mid flight and knocked it to the ground with splinters flying. Several ladies repeated the feat that was made more difficult because we hadn't noticed the sergeant on the other side of the range. The model ducks could come from either side and be sent high or low. All were hit.

Lisa led us to a flat roofed building. We climbed the external staircase to find that the building had a central well. It had two exterior doors that were both guarded by male sentries. Looking down into the well we could see several soldiers lying on straw filled mattresses apparently asleep.

Some of the Archers approached the building passing by the sentries. Suddenly the sentries were grabbed and gagged before being efficiently tied up. There had not been a sound. The Archers crept into the buildings and the soldiers pretending to sleep were overpowered silently. The Archers' group leader looked up at us and nodded.

"OK. Let them go now." Lisa ordered.

The sentries and the sleeping soldiers were untied. Most got at least one kiss for the indignity they had undergone.

Chapter 10

The Archers are told some of the truth

Our party descended the stairs and went to the sergeants' mess. It was empty.

"You can unveil now," said Lisa.

Pushpa and Serena unwound the saris from their heads.

"What do you think of the Archers?" Lisa asked.

Serena replied "I am impressed. I didn't expect such efficiency. The overpowering of the sentries was well done even if it was only an exercise. I didn't hear a thing. Whether they will do as well for real, I don't know, but I would be very pleased to have their help."

"You will have. Now can we tell them what we are about? The cover story, not the real one."

"Yes."

"OK. Shall I call them in?"

Serena nodded.

Lisa left, returning with the twenty-four Archers.

"Lady Archers, this is Queen Serena and her Lady-in-Waiting Pushpa."

The Archers curtsied in unison.

"Ladies, I need your help," Serena commenced "I have to visit my brother-in-law Mohan at his palace. While there I will be in danger, possibly mortal danger. I have to rescue some of my ladies who have been kidnapped without being captured myself. I don't know friend from foe once I am at the palace. The only allies I know I can trust are Prince Harold, Princess Lisa and you. It will be risky if you are suspected of being more than a group of curious Englishwomen. Are you willing to take that risk?"