..." he blabbered unable to explain adequately thenocturnal emission he forgotten he?s had. "I?m so sorry Madam I..I...didn?t...couldn?t...."He was cl...se to tears when Frau Kirchen intervened in a soft andconciliatory voice"It?s alright dear boy these little things happen at your age, I supposeyoung males are not used to the sensuous sensations of such soft anddelicate fabrics against their skin. My fault I suppose I should haveknown better and taken precautions, but never mind I?m sure we?ve. My money was going to be channeled through this woman and I wanted her on my side. About thirty five years old, I guessed, with her face showing faint lines of tension. She was still slim, but her body had the look that says exercise has been lacking. I thought she was cute, and with a little attention could be cute plus: her breasts filled her formal jacket very nicely and what I had seen of her legs suggested that the whole package would be worth unwrapping. Long dark hair and eyes that. It was akin to how he would've imagined a slave master would've looked down at one of the female slaves he was fucking, right before they started making love. With passion, strengthened by the forbidden nature of what they were doing, with the dominating air of one that was naturally accustomed to being the other's superior; the power that came from being on top, and yet, the softness of the feminine; the two sweet blossoms, making sweet love in each other's arms.She looked Kayla in the eye. The Queen was waiting for her. Sitting in an ornate chair, she was clad in a long flowing robe which highlighted her large milky white breasts. Now that the queen was nursing they were larger than ever. Already the Queen had lost most of her baby weight. Mona felt intimidated before her. Although Mona was tall, the Queen was taller. Mona also felt that Queen Elise was more beautiful than herself. Most of all Mona feared Elise’s power and the control over King Peter that she wielded. ‘You are.