- Yes, you ... Yes, how dare you say that to me! - the angry queen exclaimed at the end in a voice completely shaken from shock, hurriedly getting out of bed, and ready to enter the battle with this smug impudent person. Only she did not have time to step. Verlaine in an instant was close by and easily pushed her back onto the duvet. She suddenly felt terribly offended by such treatment. No one has ever acted so rudely and unfairly with her! Her chin fluttered, tears welled in her eyes. Meanwhile, the duke stood in front of her, with one knee on the edge of the high royal box. Slowly, he pulled off his gloves and began to unbutton his luxurious velvet coat.

- What are you doing? She exclaimed in panic.

- I am going to teach you your second lesson, Your Majesty.

The tail coat was pushed aside. Chantal tried to get up, but was again laid back on the bed. She didn’t hurt, but fear had already begun to stretch her tentacles to her trembling heart. He made her numb, deprived of strength and voice. She looked dumbfounded at Verlaine, who had already taken off his vest and untied a silk shirt on her chest so that she would not restrain him in his movements. Shamelessly admiring the beauty of his victim, Verlaine leaned toward her, caught her weakly resisting hands by the wrists and pressed them to the bed, covering the girl with his body. He was so hot, heavy, strong. He smelled so sweet of expensive perfume. The long, thick tail, which had gathered his black shiny hair, slid out from behind his shoulder and touched the end of her bare neck, tickling her pleasantly. In his thoughts Chantal vividly surfaced image of the serpent-seducer from the Old Testament, persuaded Eve to taste the fruit of the forbidden tree. Verlaine's face — arrogant, grinning, smug, was striking in its beauty, and Chantal was completely taken aback, looking into his piercingly bright eyes like blue hyacinths.

“Let go,” she breathed, barely audible, “I command!”

“You are not in the position to order my darling,” he whispered to her lips and slowly ran his tongue over them, immediately looking into her face to see how her cheeks flared, her eyelashes fluttered and her mouth opened wide to inhale more air. - I want you to begin to understand that a man whom you do not know how to manage will easily do with you what he wants, because a man is much stronger than you by nature. Therefore, never go on the offensive, if you realize that you have nothing to defend or for you there is no one to stand for.

He licked her lips again hotly, then touched them with his lips, reveling in their taste and her fresh floral breath. She again began to whip something, trying to dodge, but Verlaine patiently caught her mouth with her mouth, until finally she forced her to obey his kiss. Through the thin silk of the linen fitting their bodies, he felt her heart rushing about in her chest, like a cowardly little bird in the clawed paws of a cat. After enjoying her lips, Verlaine laid his head on her chest to listen to his melodious sound.

- You ... leave now, Verlaine? - in a broken voice, gasping and almost crying with excitement, she whispered hopefully.

- Do you want me to leave? - he purred, lifting his head and taking slowly and very gently to touch her lips elastic breasts. The deep, loose neckline of the shirt opened here and there, and he tasted some of her bare skin. Nipples were hidden by a cloth, but she did not stop him - only teased and inflamed. Verlaine, through the silk, squeezed one of her nipples with his lips and gently tickled him with the tip of his tongue.Her arms pressed to bed pleasantly trembled in the iron grip of his grip - this could hardly be called real resistance. Trying to get to her second nipple, the duke gently pushed the cutout of her nightshirt trimmed with lace with her teeth. The girl trembled with bliss at every movement and did not even find that to object to him. “How nice,” Verlaine thought, “she is so naive, she absolutely cannot know how to hide her true feelings. Perhaps I have never had such an unsophisticated beauty ... ”

- Oh, do not ... do not, please ... do not dare to do that! - she whined plaintively and weakly twisting her arms, all wriggling under him and trying to get out from under his strong muscular body, while he sucked her golden-pink sensual bud infinitely for a long time, teasing him with his tongue and gently holding her teeth.

Finally, the young man let go of her hands, sat down on her bed in front of her and pulled off his shirt, remaining in narrow velvet pantaloons and stockings alone. Pantaloons are now pretty constrained by his groin, but an innocent girl could hardly pay attention to such a detail of his appearance. However, he noted, not without pleasure, for himself, with what greedy curiosity, the queen, heated by him, glances around his slender, taut torso, broad shoulders and muscular arms. The time of ceremony has passed. The time has come for revelations and discoveries. Verlaine bowed his head to the side, wanting to catch her gaze. The girl was lying in front of him, still spreading her arms to the side. Her cheeks were glowing with poppy color, crimson sponges were asking for obscene caress, resilient seductive breasts often heaved, nipples tormented by his caresses urged upwards with rosy strawberry berries.

- Obviously, you set a goal to shame me? - Finally, Chantal could not stand it, remembering again the danger of her position and becoming angry at his hopelessness, because Verlaine was right: what could she do against his physical strength and seduction?

“On the contrary, my lovely Chantal,” the insidious demon smiled tenderly in the image of a beautiful young man. - I want to protect you from all dangers. But for this you have to learn something. A naive girl cannot rule such a powerful state as Valaringia, otherwise you will burn in this fight. You must become a woman - wise, cunning, restrained, dangerous, seductive, desirable and inaccessible. You must fear and idolize. Then I will consider my mission accomplished. Get up, - he stretched out his hand to her, helping him to rise and kneel on the bed, like he did. - Take off this hoodie. You're so beautiful.

“I ... I can’t undress in front of you ...”, she mumbled, confused, given by his speeches to confusion. Who is he - friend or foe?

- Since when have you become a prude? Just yesterday, you were not embarrassed by hundreds of subjects who take care of all the needs of your body.

Chantal's thoughts again visited the image of the serpent-tempter, and the memories of exile for original sin from paradise terrified her, but the young duke was so beautiful, so gentle and able to caress - she just could not resist this temptation.

“Probably ... I was a kid ...”, she frowned, she muttered under her breath.

“You're still not very mature yet.” Until...

Verlaine stretched out his hand and rubbed her nipple with one finger through the cloth, watching as she involuntarily closed her eyes and bit a juicy lower sponge. Then, in one motion, he pulled off her shirt, threw her aside and slightly pulled the girl to him, letting their naked bodies touch. God, how he wanted to just fuck her to exhaustion, to corrupt her now, immediately, to do with her all those dirty and vulgar things that gave him the greatest pleasure. Only with the future queen of Valaringia it was impossible to behave so recklessly. With her, it was necessary to show patience so that she would reveal herself completely - like a passionate lover, like a beautiful confident woman, like a wise and powerful ruler.Perhaps, this whole game will be a difficult test for both of them: for her - overcoming her own modesty, because she was brought up in the best traditions of Christian virtues, for him ... Read more →