Eva stared down at me from her throne. A look of disgust was etched on her face.
"You have been charged with the crime of murder. How do you plead?"
I shook my head. "Not guilty."
Eva let out a high-pitched laugh. "but the evidence is conclusive. Thus, I sentence you to death by hanging," she waved her hand in the signalling for her guards to drag me to my feet.
"Take him away," she bellowed.
Something hard and heavy crashed into the back of my head. I felt myself fall forward. I just about stopped my face from smashing into the floor before the room went pitch black.
Xxx
I awoke with a pounding headache. I expected to be in a cell, but when I opened my eyes, I realized I was strapped face up on the table with my arms stretched out on either side of me. I was wearing nothing but a pair of small shorts. I tugged at my bonds, but it was no use, I was trapped.
I heard the creek of a door opening. I tried to lift my head to see what was coming but could see nothing in the dim light.
"I'm sure you were expecting to wake up somewhere different," a voice said from above me.
"I was expecting to wake up to a noose around my neck," I replied.
"We will get to that soon, and as you've probably guessed, my name is Eva. Queen Eva."
"What do you want with me? Can't you just tie my neck and get it over with?"
She let out a snicker of laughter just as I felt the tips of fingers gently run their way down the centre of my chest. "If anyone knew about this, they would probably be riots on the streets."
"So torture, I'd rather you just kill me. Let me hang!"
"Torture? You could call this a form of torture, but I call it an indulgence. A little game if you will, something I'm going to enjoy before you take your last breath."
Eva's face loomed over me now. Her bright green eyes glared into mine, and the smile spread across her face. It was an evil smile, one that didn't suit such pretty features. How long blonde hair dangled down, brushing over my cheeks. I tugged against the ropes, holding me down, hoping they would give way even the little so I could escape this hell.
"If you try to run, not that you could break your bonds anyway, the guards will hunt you down and slit your throat. Now I suggest you lay there and enjoy the last night you're ever going to see on this earth," she leaned down and planted a kiss on my forehead. "Because even if you don't enjoy it, I will."
"What are you going to do to me?" I asked and tugged at the rope on my right arm again. It somehow felt a little looser, as if the knot was giving way.
"I'm going to use your body, an act I have performed on hundreds of men before you. There is no use in a good hard cock going to waste before it gets used, violently!" she let out a little giggle, and then ran her fingertips down the center of my chest once more, over my stomach and then gently tickled the outside of my shorts.
I shook my head, then struggled against the ropes again, which only caused Eva to let out another high-pitched laugh.
"You can't get away, poor man. I tied the ropes myself, and I assure you they will hold. No matter how much you struggle, you are here, bound to my will."
There was a flash of White, and a sharp stab of pain exploded on the side of my face as the palm of her hand cracked into my cheek.
"Tug at the ropes again, and I will do much worse than slap you," she grinned at me. I watched as she slowly glided around the table to the other side. I realised she was wearing nothing but a matching set of black underwear, which contrasted against her white marble like skin. Her body was toned and slim like an athlete, and her legs were long and luscious.
"Now, are you ready to begin? It's been a while since I've had to sentence a man to death. My body has become particularly famished over the last couple of months."
"Just take me to my cell and stop these stupid games. I'll take the noose right now if you want. Just take me to my cell."
"Not a chance. Your words are saying no, but the hardness of your cock speaks for itself I think. You're going to enjoy this just as much as I am," she giggled again, and I felt her tug at my shorts. "Don't pretend like you haven't thought about it while I've been parading around you in my underwear. Don't you want to be ravished by a queen? There's no experience better than fucking royalty."
She tugged up my shorts again whipping them down my legs and tossing them across the room.
"Jesus, you are enjoying this," her cold fingers sent a spasm up my spine as she wrapped them around my shaft. "You're already hard as a rock. Most of the men I've abused take some time to get to your size!"
I lifted my head slightly and watched as she lowered her face so close to the tip of my cock I could feel her warm breath on my skin. She cast her eyes up to mine and her mouth spread into a manic grin before the entire length of my cock disappeared between her blood red lips.
"Oh god!" I groned.
She hummed as she pulled her head back, then slid her lips down the full length of my shaft once more enveloping my cock in her warm wet mouth.
"I think you like this," she purred and began to bob her head up and down. All I could hear were slurping sounds and a gentle humming as she slid her lips up and down, over and over again. My legs started to tremble as her mouth sped up. Her tongue twisted and turned as she devoured me.
"Oh fuck!" I grunted as I felt the pressure build in the base of my cock. I tugged with my right arm again as she was distracted. The Rope loosened a little more.
"God, you're big," she whispered. "Perhaps the biggest I've ever had."
I tugged at the rope and heard a crack as it snapped, relasing my right arm. Before the queen knew what was happening, I was half sitting up. She pulled her mouth off of me with a startled look on her face as my hand shot forward, gripping her tight around the throat.
