Thinking about being lower royalty that knows I need to keep my kingdom safe. And when we're forced to form an alliance with the werewolves, I don't argue when I'm added as part of the deal, told I'm getting sent to be of use to the werewolves for whatever it is they need.
I'm taken along with chests of gifts, full of gold and jewels, and I'm dressed just as fancily, in expensive silks and makeup to present me as the perfect gift, and brought to the throne room.
I can feel every eye on me when I walk the path between the gathering of nobles and advisors. The guards against the walls stare, the servants I pass trail their eyes over me, and when I arrive in front of the thrones of their group of leaders, they gaze at me hungrily as I bow before them, pledging my service to them.
Such a willing prize intrigues them, more than the gold or jewels of the treaty. They beckon me closer, telling me that if I really am so eager to serve, then show them I'm worth the trouble of helping my kingdom.
I'm pushed down to my knees before the biggest of their leaders, who arches an expectant brow, and I know what they want. I've studied their kingdom, and I'm well versed in the way they pledge their loyalty. For my kingdom, I'd remind myself.
I can feel every eye in the room on me when I lean forward to press my lips against the slowly growing bulge against the werewolves tightening pants, slowly undoing the buttons and tugging away fabric to reveal his hard cock, and anticipation curls in my stomach despite the situation.
You know what to do, He'd say with a smirk, and I would, wrapping my hand around the thick base of his cock, letting him push it past my lips to make me take him deep on my mouth. I can hear the excited murmurs of the crowd behind me, but I'm more focused on the werewolf before me, and I can't help but moan as his grip tightens.
He mutters praises as I take him deeper, my hands stroking where my mouth won't reach, completely entranced, and he seems to like it, really like it, because before I know it, he's got a fist in my hair as he cums down my throat with a low groan.
I'm pulled away suddenly, and my face is pressed in the lap of another, a werewolf who spreads her legs and guides my face to her cunt. I grasp her thighs and let her push my head where she wants it, moaning against her as she angles my head to lick her steadily.
I'd feel large hands on my hips, suddenly, and gasp, I didn't even realize they had been getting up, but I'm practically surrounded, though they made sure to leave space for the audience to see me. One is toying with the fabric of my clothes thoughtfully before ripping them off. Its only a matter of moments before I'm bare before the crowd, and I feel thick, oiled fingers sinking into me to prepare me for what I know is about to happen. I'd assure myself its for the good for my people, that i don't really want it, but its hard to believe that when I'm coming on their fingers with a moan.
My face is pushed to the lap of another, my hands guided to wrap around a thick cock as she strokes my head soothingly before forcing her cock down my throat. I'm unable to hold back desperate, pathetic sounds as they use me as they please, and when I feel someone line up to push into me, my mind goes blank and all I want is to please them.
They use me in front of their nobles and guards, my advisors and the servants we brought along, but I couldn't care less. They fuck me, one after the other, some with their fingers, some with me bent over their throne, some grab me and spread me wide so everyone can see as they sink into me, and they don't stop till each of them have had their fill, until the only sound I can make is pitiful moans and spreading my legs feels like second nature. My clothes are torn and the nice makeup is smudged and my shoulders and neck are covered in dark marks they've left, and I'm lying blissfully in the arms of one of the werewolves, my mind on nothing but the thought of them.
Later, once I've been bathed and rested and brought to a meeting room where they’re all getting handsy again, they'll tell me that if they knew this alliance would have such nice perks they would have agreed to it sooner. I'd know for sure that I'm never getting out of this arrangement, but as I'm guided to my knees, big hands cupping my chin as I look up at them, I realize that I don't think I want to.