"Oh FUCK." I felt something wet flooding her insides, and trickling down my arm. I bit my lip and moved my hand in and out a bit more, feeling her ins...ides move around me. It felt amazing, and she was tight. That may sound weird; her being tight even though my whole hand was inside her. But still, my hands were fairly small and she was the love of my life anyway. I didn't care if she was stretched or not. I felt my hand go a little deeper and we both gasped, in shock. "Oh...baby. Are you okay?". You order me to stand and strip, but not touch my cock. Once naked you walk around me daring me to touch you, you make it clear that if I touch you we will start all over again. You order me to lie on the floor and you stand over me, smiling enjoying the power you have over me. You stand on me with your boots and using the sole of one push my cock down hard. You then instruct me to remove the boots and you leggings but not to dare touch your pussy. You are wearing no panties and have shaven. I didn't feel all that well the morning of the prize giving,but I put it down to nerves. I mean, who wouldn't be nervous just beforethey met royalty for the first time?We'd spent days going over the proper forms of address, how and when tobow or kneel and everything else that would be required so we wouldn'tmake fools of ourselves in front of the world.I'm sure you saw the headlines when I vomited on the King of Sweden. Ihave never been more mortified in my life, and I doubt I ever will. Here. .. tonight... release... me!” she said, getting one word out between each of her husbands selfish, violent thrusts.I immediately stopped masturbating before I reached orgasm and the disturbing scene before me faded.I spent the next hour on the Internet, looking up techniques for extending my orgasms. I desperately wanted more time to talk with her.I started a small fire in the den fireplace, and laid a blanket on the floor in front of it. I put two pillows on the blanket, placing a single rose.