#kingplay

[mychlapci]

A litany of gasping moans, wet, slapping noises, and ringing stainless steel, occasionally interrupted with the sound from a swipe of a riding crop against tender flesh, reverberates throughout the dimly lit and warm room. The scent of aphrodisiac incense, sex and sweat permeates the air.

A fleet of forcefemmed manservants are dutifully riding solid phalluses made from pure, hard latex, attached to wooden rocking horses. Each mount is grounded with pegs to keep them in place as the slaves rock back against them to train their pussies. They are each forced to hold their slutty maid dresses up in a demure fashion, baring their sloppy folds and caged cocklets to the royal advisor, who is monitoring their training.

Every time they bounce on their training cocks, the tip of their useless little cocklets taps the seat, causing the metal bead to produce a soft "tink!". It is with this metric that the royal advisor evaluates their efforts, and should any of them fail to bounce hard enough to produce the tinkling sound, they are quickly punished with a swipe from the royal advisor's riding crop to their exposed, clamped nipples.

It is no true substitute for his favourite plaything, but he has faith that the junior advisor would succeed in his mission and return home soon. With a new playmate, even. But for now, he contents himself with bullying the new maids, pulling on each horse's heads as he walks down the row just to make them lose them squirm as their rhythm and balance are interrupted.

(points at the door to the forcefem chamber) oh man, this is truly the best room in the castle. i am so happy my large breasted advisor has something to entertain himself with these days.

[mychlapci]

so uuuhhh, what do we do with the half dragon babies now, my liege

THE LABYRINTH *my advisor pulls me closer and whispers something in my ear* uuuh yeah, yeah! We shall train them to be formidable soldiers.

[mychlapci]

slides job application + my resume in your inbox freelance pervert, looking to join the king's council of eunuchs

(without reading the resume or application) Good. Large breasted advisor, tell the head maid to prepare a room. And bring the castration scissors.

[mychlapci]

The slutty little junior advisor trails after the head maid each day over the course of the week, "accidentally" bumping his small, perky breasts into her from behind under the guise of walking too near and not realising she's stopped. The head maid doesn't mind, and in fact, finds his enthusiastic behaviour endearing. And the way his dress stretches around his little waist and hikes up to show off that shapely little butt… Too adorable.

It's so nice to have such a hardworking maid amongst these lazy layabouts for once, so diligently carrying out every task without complaining about ruining their nails or smudging their makeup. Eventually, she decides that our little junior advisor deserves a reward…

Your royal advisor is now fingering himself to the sight projected in the crystal ball. In it, you will see the junior advisor sitting in the head maid's lap, her hands wrapped around that corseted little wasit while his pussy stretched around her thrusting cock. He is suckling from a nipple peeking over the chest line of her blouse. In a week or two, she would be inviting him along to her and the flat-chested advisor's "nightly sessions" for sure. I bet she can't wait to see her boys 69-ing on each others' little titties, breastfeeding together while she ties the plugs in their pussies to their opposing collars.

My liege, a recommendation. Instead of aiming to just spirit away the flat chested advisor, mayhaps we can seduce the entire palatial staff and launch an internal coup instead? Then you would not just be gaining the flat chested advisor by default, but will also be ousting the king with the inflamed prostate while gaining a new vassal state too. If yes, who should we sic our junior advisor on next, milord?

oh woah, this crystal ball is– damn, this crystal ball's got me flustered. wow. i never knew my junior advisor was so talented... it seems that my large breasted advisor trained him well.

Excellent, excellent, he's getting close to that poor flat-chested advisor... mhmm Perhaps I can order him to stay at the enemy's castle for longer, and wriggle his way into everyone's favour. *looks over to my advisor, with large breasts, for his nod of approval*

We shall use the kingdom wide poll as a guideline, by which the next order of action is for the junior advisor to seduce the... court jester. Well, it could be worse. Once my large breasted advisor stops fingering himself I will have him send a carrier pigeon to the junior advisor.

[mychlapci]

As a harvest festival approaches, the junior advisor finally hatches a plan to overthrow the king, with his next stop conveniently being the head cook. Being a chef for a craggy old king who complains about everything, it doesn't take much to convince him and the kitchen staff to conspire with the rest of the palatial servants to poison the snooty nobles and loyalist courtiers on the day the coup would be sprung. Just to sweeten the deal, the junior advisor gives the head cook a quick prostate massage with rosemary infused olive oil, eliminating the prostate inflammation once and for all, putting him in an extraordinarily good mood.

His last stop is the steward. Expecting a challenge, the small breasted undercover advisor dons his sluttiest leather garments before approaching the small dicked old man in his quarters. But much to his pleasant surprise, the steward is about as power hungry as one can get in that position. Having served the family for generations, he tires of being in a subservient role, and yearns for the throne himself, no longer wanting to spend the rest of his eternal octogenarianism in such a petty rank. One may think that sex with a permanently menstruating vampire would be messy and unpleasant, but considering our junior advisor's proclivities. Well, he's certainly dressed for the part that night.

The path to seducing the flat chested advisor is now open, at last. On the night before the coup was to happen, the junior advisor enters the advisor's chambers, bearing drink and treats. He wines and dines the foreign advisor, charming the somber flat chested man with ease. They fall into bed, eating each other out all night, and cuddled until the toll of the first bell the next day.

At the break of dawn, the junior advisor waits in a carriage, having brought the new advisor up to speed of what was to happen, and waits until the banquet began. Sounds of terror and carnage could be heard from within the castle, carried by the wind down the back exit from the cellars to the stables. Soon, the foreign advisor emerges triumphantly with the dethroned king, bound and led along by the chief knight. They bade farewell to the castle, with the king and in his inflamed prostate in tow (for the labyrinth, of course), and set forth to return to your kingdom at last.

+1 vassal state +1 royal prisoner

Gee I sure hope nothing bad happens to them on their journey back 🎲 https://g.co/kgs/Sh7UssS

wipes a tear from my eye... he really did it, he fucked all of them, servant by servant. what amazing subterfuge, i can't- huh. uh. the twenty sided die rolled a four. is that good.

[mychlapci]

I will have yall know the guy who is responsible for instigating the prowl madness 4 months ago is the same guy who talked about the king thing first I think I should be like an official in the kingdom or something heheheheheh jk please don't execute me for my hubris my king

oh i know it's the same guy. i've known for a long time. my dear vassal, your hubris intrigues me. as i have no queen to bear legitimate offspring, i choose you to be declared the official heir to my kingdom (unbeknownst to me, my large breasted advisor is now glaring at you)

[mychlapci]

My liege, the small-breasted junior advisor has managef to infiltrate the royal palace of theand of old men with inflamed prostates under the guise of a chamber maid. He has not been discovered thus far, and will soon gain the trust of the flat-chested advisor of that ungrateful king.

You may observe his movements and progress with this helpful crystal ball 🔮. I think it glows whenever he is horny or in peril, my liege...

pondering my crystal ball for when my junior advisor with tiny little titties is in trouble. or getting fingered. let us all hope for his safe return.

[mychlapci]

M-my liege, I have brought you tea and- *gets nipple swatted by the royal advisor's riding crop*

Eeek! *corrects posture* Tea and Biscuits!

ha! good one, my large breasted advisor, teach these manservants how to behave themselves around their king. now, leave the tea and biscuits and get to, uh (advisor whispers something in my ear) wow, really? wow... uh, manservant, you are expected in the forcefem chamber.