Lady Sting Ch. 04

Regeneria called Basina to her side and the pair walked over to address the smaller crowd. "You have flourished under the touch of a woman's blade." Loud guffaws and catcalls flew at her. "Knowing you lot as I do, the moment I leave there will be a bloodbath deciding who should take charge next." This quieted the men, many of whom had been scheming along those lines. "So I have a surprise for you. This woman is Basina." Many of the eyes on her were radiating with unwholesome lust. "She infiltrated the Manor Rupii Ilse and slit King Sigobert's throat with nary a whisper. She then remained in the Manor right under the nose of the Royal Guard and nearly took down the Crown Prince and myself. So when I tell you that she can handle you better than I myself can, believe it."

Basina stepped forth, regal and hard with purpose. Her eyes flashed and her low voice brimmed with more menace than Regeneria had yet heard.

"War is coming to these lands. We will be ever before it or riding in its wake. We will move like shadows over Bohemia and beyond, plundering and sowing chaos. Endanger my cause and you will taste a blade from the inside out." Not one gathered brigand doubted her.

The crowds dispersed then and Regeneria looked long at Basina. "He is a tough man to take, but do not dispatch Moshii. He is a blunt voice who speaks for the unsavory ones; he telegraphs the tenor of the men. Treat him as you would a soothsayer's tea leaf." She then hugged Basina, who discreetly ran a fingertip along Regeneria's cleft and fondled her clit through the fabric.

"Take care, Queen Regeneria." Her voice was a low and throaty, a promise layered over a threat. The sound tickled through Regeneria's ear and landed in the pit of her stomach.

Basina then turned to assess her new charges. Regeneria went to her new army. She walked among men she had fought and schemed beside for years, but now she saw them in a new light. She saw them as soldiers ready to fight and die for a cause. She saw a yearning for legitimacy and approval in their eyes.

She found Robeart and leaned into him. "I'm horny. When can we train?"

Robeart regarded her with an inscrutable expression. He thought of the things she had gone through and her bravery facing the assassins. "Now is not the best time, but I suppose I could take you through a few things."

They walked to the patch of dirt in front of her yurt. They stopped and squared off. "Do you know what a fingerlock is, Regeneria?" Regeneria looked puzzled. She held out her hand, took his, and wrapped her fingers into his joints, pulling downward on his hand to cause pain. "Very good. Oh well, I guess we're done here." Regeneria grasped what he was playing at and laughed.

Robeart scooped her into his arms and over his shoulder. She pummeled him viciously in the back and slid off his shoulders sideways as they entered the yurt. Its floor was covered in spongy moss and animal hides. Regeneria punched Robeart again hard in the side, which he mostly blocked. When she stepped towards him Robeart punched her hard and straight in the gut, winding her. Regeneria staggered and lashed out at him with a kick, which he caught and twisted. She tripped and fell into the moss, gasping for air like a landed fish.

"Put your arms over your head, Regeneria. You'll be able to breathe easier that way." He coaxed her arms over her head and kissed her on the lips. She continued to pant while he lifted her shirt hem and sucked gently at her breasts, tonguing her nipples into wrinkles that felt delectably rough under his tongue. Through her stunned pain, she felt his sucks tugging at some primitive place in her brain. He licked the sides of her breasts and then worked down over her belly. He pulled down her pants and found her pussy boiling hot and absolutely soaked.

Robeart didn't even bother with foreplay. He shucked down his pants, nestled his prickhead inside her parted lips, and plunged inside with one thrust. She arched her back and thrust her hips forward. Robeart worked in long, slow strokes, thrusting in fast but taking his time sliding out. Each lunge of his cock was a new violation, which Regeneria both fought and longed for. Robeart rearranged her on the mossy bed so he could get his finger to her clit. He fondled one nipple while he coated a finger in her lubrication and rounded her clit with it. The angle seemed to please her and Regeneria started gasping in pleasure with his thrusts. Shortly he had fucked her through one, then two, then three orgasms until she was tapped out. None of it took very long because she was so worked up. Her pussy was loose and hot around his prick.

He rolled off of her and lay on the bed-floor. The bear pelt felt great on his naked skin so he took off the rest of his clothes and stretched out. He thought Regeneria would fall asleep so he gave her some space. But she picked up a soft white pelt from the floor and wrapped herself up in it. Robeart's cock was still hard. Regeneria knelt on the floor before him and reached out with a corner of the fur. She cupped his balls softly in a furry nest and rubbed them around. The tickling sensation was not sharp, but pleasing and slippery. She wrapped the fur around his cockshaft, slid it up and down, and tickled his glans with it, which made his cock jump.

Regeneria settled back on her knees and leaned over Robeart to breathe hotly in his ear. "Don't tell anyone about this, Captain. We can't have the men thinking their Queen is a cock sucking whore." She then planted kisses down his body, making sure that her breasts scraped against his flesh as she moved down. When her tits reached the head of his prick, she slowed and let her breasts fall to each side of his shaft. Regeneria wriggled her ribcage down his body, worming his cock through the swells of her breasts. Suddenly Robeart felt her hair cascade around his abdomen and felt his cock pop into her mouth. She held it there a moment, nursing on the head with long, wet sucks. Then her lips inched their way down, agonizingly, delightfully slowly.

She popped back up with a start and plunged her mouth back onto his prick. Robeart felt her nipples sliding around on his thighs. She did this twice more and then Robeart was cumming. He shot spasm after spasm into her mouth, listening to her swallowing sounds and feeling the vibrations of her throat muscles around his cock. He eked out one last spurt and his cock deflated a bit.

Regeneria continued to rub his balls with the corner of the snow-white fur she was wearing. Robeart reached up and felt the suede covering her back. He curled around her with two edges of the pelt and cupped Regeneria's tits. The rough suede in his hands contrasted with the slipperiness of the fur against the jiggle of her delectable breasts. Her nipples flicked up and down under his moving fingers. She brought him back to hardness with her fur massage and then straddled him. She nestled his cock inside her and plunged down, grinding her pelvis around on his thighs. She humped him, and gasped, and came. Then she was done and lay back to rest.