A KING AND HIS FIVE QUEENS: part 2 - Sacking the Palace. By wolvie19.  Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. King Boroth at War “King Boroth, we were able to hold off the Spartans on the Eastern borders another day. And they have borne significant losses. They will not march further without reinforcements; this should give us some time to strengthen our guards.” Said the Commander of the Andburn armies. “Do you not know anything about the Spartans? They will not turn back, they will not wait for reinforcements, the best we can hope for is our troops will slow down. What about the south? "Prince Icarus’ troops are at the southern gates, they have setup camp there, but their army is quite small. They don’t seem to have plans to attack the city.” “Perhaps they are waiting for the Spartans to reach the eastern gates, that gives us a few days. We need to negotiate a deal with the Consentians, tell them we are willing to give them full access to the west river, for them to join the war with us, and if they win, half access to the west river.” “My King, the east river is the smallest one, perhaps a better offer would help them sway,” said the minster of external affairs. “Those buffoons have been dying of thirst, if the news spreads their Prince rejected our offer their troops will rebel, easy to crush.” The king said in arrogance. “How are the negotiations going with Queen Yadwika?” “My King, she is not willing to enter the war for us. She does not feel it is her war. However, she has offered to provide refuge to Princess Lyssa, at the condition that Princess Lyssa accepts priesthood of their religion and promise to dedicate her life towards spreading their religion.” “That religious whore! Well, I cannot risk the life of my last living heir. Tell Yadwika we are willing to accept their proposal, send Princess Lyssa to Trusa. Once I win this war, I will crush those religious nuts as well fuck her in the balcony of her temple. Send our strongest legions to the east at once. We will choke the Spartans in the eastern valley. The Spartans cannot be beaten in open fields, but they do not know mountain warfare. Send a legion to guard the southern gate. And some of our best warriors to escort Princess Lyssa to Trusa. Long Live Andburn!” “Long Live Andburn!” everyone said as they dispersed. King Boroth’s Bedchamber That night King Boroth was sipping wine in his royal chambers with his wife. “My king are you not worried?” asked the queen. “I am not worried; I have set my traps. The Spartans will never cross the Eastern Valley. They will try and try and eventually stop. Their numbers won’t make a difference. Tomorrow when I hear the news of our victory on the east, Icarus’ troops will get their last opportunity to join us or be crushed.” “As you say my King. Come to bed, you shall need all the rest for tomorrow.” “I don’t need rest, what I need is my cock being sucked.” “Of course, my king,” the queen said as she reached out to lower the trousers of the king. “Not by you tonight. I am going to war tomorrow; I need to feel young. I can’t feel young fucking you. Bring in your maids, all of them, I will pick them myself.” The queen was both insulted and ashamed. However, she had to follow the order of the king and brought called for all five of her chamber maids. Queen’s maids were young and beautiful, each one of a different hair, skin and body. But each one of prettier than the other. All five of them entered the king’s chamber. The king went to them as they stood in a line, touching their breasts and butts, examining them. He stepped back, “You blonde, and you with the silver hair. You both will suck my cock and lick my balls. And you, red, I want to suck your titties. The rest of you, finger fuck the queen and suck her tits. If I don’t hear the Queen moan, I will send you as gifts to my soldiers. The women took of their robes and as instructed by the king began their tasks. The king dropped on his bed as he started kissing and groping the