A Visit to Oaenwood-by-the-Sea

King Carolus: Age 48 The king of Enonum.

Queen Juno: Age 49 Wife of Carolus

Prince Marius: Age 18 Son of King Carolus and Juno.

Mr. Gaius Hobbes Age 65 : The Butler of the Oakenwood estate.

Major Brasidas MacGregor: Age 38 Head of Oakenwood guards. Red hair and bearded

Moira Kiernan: Age 40 The dungeon madame and Harem Governess

Ming Wei: Age 45.

Sophie Barreau: Age 21

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A shiny red steam engine races through the Enonum countryside. The sunbeams reflect off the engine and the cars attached; white smoke is churned from the chimney. The train had departed from the capital Cordeno and is heading to Andburgh. In between the two cities, there are rolling hills and dense forests with a massive mountain in the distance.

Inside the train are two high profile passengers King Carolus of Enonum, and his son, Prince Marius. They are seated in a luxury coach, filled with fine furniture, which also has a kitchen to provide meals and refreshments.

The prince sits on one of the fine-felt seats and gazes out the window. He admires the massive mountain capped with snow. The fields are green and warm.

His father sits in front of him on a seat, and is also admiring the scenery. "The most beautiful country in the world." The king breaks the silence. "Right?"

"Yes, father," Marius replies. "Thank you for taking me to Andburgh. I haven't been there since I was eight for a class trip."

"Yes, it is our finest city outside of the capital, and my favorite holiday destination." King Carolus smiles warmly, and the prince and king look each other in the eye.

"Father, you have never taken me here or anywhere for a holiday."

The king's smile fades, replaced by a long face. "Yes." He stares down at his feet. "I wish we had more time when you were young."

It is quiet with the only sound being the sound of the train churning down the rail.

"Royal duties can be burdensome..." The king pauses. "Our family is also far from perfect." The King looks into his son's eyes. "Your mother and I do our best for you and Caroline. However, our marriage was..." The king twists the ring on his finger. "Son..."

"Father, I understand. You and mother had to marry." Prince Marius looks out the window. "It was necessary to unite the Kingdom of Enonum," he adds and points to the mountains in the distance.

"True, son." The king nods. "We had to marry to prevent your mother's lands from leaving."

"That is true, Marius. Your mother and I came from different backgrounds and families. The Vathy Mountains are home to strong and hardworking people. Duke Ulf was one of our kingdom's finest generals and his soldiers, the strongest. However, he was very hard on your mother."

"I know. Grandfather Ulf was a harsh and cold man." The Prince gazes at the mighty mountains in the distance.

"Yes, son." The King musters up a smile. "Meanwhile, my family and people love art, love and merriment." He points to the sea which is visible from the other side of the train. "We believed it was important for us all to enjoy the pleasures of life and share joy, generously. You see, Marius, joy gives life meaning."

The king places his hand on his son's. "Without pleasure and happiness, humans would be nothing more than soulless automatons.""

"That is why we must enjoy music, art, fine wine, strong ales, and most importantly..." The King breaks into a sly grin. "... lovely ladies." He playfully nudges his son. "And men, too, if that is your interest."

The prince laughs. "So far, I'm only into fair ladies, like Miss Wickham."

King Carolus nods, and smiles in agreement. "Oh yes, she is fine, like a wine aged in oaken barrels made of the finest grapes."

"Son, when we make it to my palace," he stands upright, "you will be in for a treat."

The train arrives at the Andburgh main station. King Carolus and Prince Marius exit the train onto the platform. Crowds of Enonum citizens rush over to catch a glimpse of the royals. Carolus and Marius wave to them. The Royal Guard stay close and keep a close eye out for any danger.

The king and prince go forth to engage with the commoners. They shake hands with the people while the guards watch closely for any threats. Citizens come forth with gifts of flowers and bread for the royal father and son. The king and prince accept the gifts, and the king blesses the city.

After an hour of engaging with the people, they make their way to a carriage that takes them outside the city of Andburgh. They ride twenty minutes outside the city to the king's estate.

"We are almost there, son," the king says. "Take a look outside now," he orders.

Prince Marius sticks his head outside the carriage window. There, he sees it for the first time. It is a mighty and grand estate a white palace built high atop a cliff, the bright summer sun shining off of it; below the castle, it is surrounded by dense forests. The view of the magnificent palace is interrupted as the carriage reaches the forest.

The forest is ancient, filled with mighty and tall trees that tower over them. Marius looks out the window and gazes at the oak, juniper, fir, beech and maple trees. Among the trees, Marius sees the fauna of the forest deer, wild boar and birds run and fly past the carriage.

After several minutes of traveling through the forest, the king and prince finally exit the trees. They ride up towards the palace atop the cliff. The incline is steep, and the horses pulling the carriage slow down as they walk up towards the king's estate, 'til at last, they reach the palace.

The king and prince are dropped off at the palace gates. The bright ivory white gates are opened by the guards. Two men stand behind the gate and greet King Carolus and Prince Marius. One is an aged man, wearing a suit and tie; the other is a middle-aged man in a military uniform, helmet and cuirassier.

"Welcome home, my king." The old man bows.

The military man salutes and remains quiet.

"Thank you, my faithful servants," the king replies. He stops for a moment. "Marius, my son, let me introduce you to those who manage my estate." He points to the old man. "That is Mr. Gaius Hobbes, my butler and steward of the estate." He points to the military man. "And that is Major Brasidas MacGregor of the Oakenwood Guards. He provides security for the manor."

Hobbes bows to Prince Marius. "Welcome to Oakenwood-By-The-Sea, Prince Marius. May your first visit be the first of many."

Major MacGregor remains stoic and salutes. "An honor to serve you, sir!"

"It is a pleasure to be visiting." Prince Marius bows. "Thank you for your service."

"Our pleasure, Prince Marius." Hobbes smiles warmly. He turns to the king. "Now that you are home, Your Majesty, what would you like first? May I interest you in a bath and a meal to relax you from your journey."

"That would be wonderful, my dear Hobbes," King Marius concurs.

Hobbes, the butler, then leads the king and prince to the bathhouse of the palace. Prince Marius trails behind his father and the butler on his way to the bathhouse. He gazes at the paintings and elaborate wood and stone work of the palace halls. The floors are made of white marble and covered in soft, exotic carpets; the walls have brown oak and mahogany paneling, upon which they are decorated by paintings depicting nature, domestic life and wars; the ceilings are painted with elaborate frescoes depicting the gods and spirits above them.

"Hurry, my son." King Carolus laughs as the prince struggles to follow.

"Sorry, father." Marius hustles up and reaches the bathhouse.

The royals each have separate baths drawn for them. Marius enters his tub and sinks into the warm, soapy water. The prince savors the warm embrace of the water. Hobbes leaves the father and son to bathe.

Several minutes into their bath, servants enter the bathhouse. They come in with plates of fruits, bread and grilled chicken. The king and prince eat and finish their baths. There, servants then dress them in cotton robes, undershorts and slippers.

"Follow me, son." King Carolus waves at his son. "I have something to share with you."

Prince Marius obeys and follows his father down the hall. They turn right and go down a flight of stairs, until they reach a large door. It is an ancient door made of wood and metal and surrounded by stone.

"Son, much of this castle is less than two hundred years old." King Carolus reaches towards the door and opens. "However, this door takes us to a part of the castle that is over five hundred years old."

Marius's eyes widen, as his father opens the ancient door. The strong king slowly pulls open the mighty door, revealing some lit torches inside the tunnel.

"Follow me."

Marius follows carefully. "Is it safe in here, father?"

"Haha. Of course, son." King Carolus laughs. "My forefathers and I have made sure to preserve and renovate our beloved palace." King Carolus strokes the walls of the dimly lit tunnel. "One day, son, this palace will be yours and that of your sons and grandsons."

Marius continues to descend down the tunnel stairs into depths of the palace underground.

"Father, tell me where are you taking me?" Marius asks.

"Patience, my son, all will be relieved soon."

The stairs end and they finally reach the floor. The stones they walk upon are ancient. Marius looks around trying to get a clue on what is going on. They are now in a labyrinthian basement beneath the palace. They pass many doors, some having bars.

"Father, this place is a dungeon? Right?"

King Carolus turns and smiles at his son. "Correct, my son." He nods.

Marius gulps.

"Oh, Marius, don't worry, we don't imprison and kill prisoners here anymore."

Marius nibbles his lip and crews on his cheeks. Their footsteps echo through the halls of the dungeon.

"Father, are we almost there?"

"Yes, just a little bit further."

They walk a little more until they finally reach another large and ancient door. Upon the door is a large lion with a door knocker in its month. Above the lion's head, there is an ornate golden rose. King Carolus approaches the door, grabs the knocker.

KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.

The king steps back and waits a moment.

CLICK. CLANG.

The door unlocks and it opens.

Marius balls up his fists; his heart races, as the ancient lion-headed door opens slowly. The door finally opens completely. Marius's jaw drops and his heart stops and nearly lands into his stomach.

"Well, son, after you." King Carolus gently guides his shocked son inside.

It is a large hall within the dungeon. However, instead of a dark and dank torture chamber, he finds a spacious room that leads out to a balcony. It is filled with fine furniture, art and rugs. Upon the furniture and rugs, there are women! Women, young and old, standing and lounging around. Some wearing light, white dresses, While some are completely nude.

The ladies turn their heads to the king and prince.

"Your Majesty, welcome home." The ladies hurry to greet King Carolus, and he embraces the ladies. They shower their king with praise and kisses.

"Ladies." The king stops them, and points to Prince Marius. "This is my son, Prince Marius. Don't forget to give him the same greeting."

"Yes, your grace." The ladies let go of the king and turn to the flustered and confused prince.

"Welcome, Prince Marius."

Marius is smothered by the affections and the ladies. Every centimeter of his face is touched by the lips of the ladies. Their hands caress up and down his body, from his neck to his groin and thighs. A few ladies even bow to kiss his feet. Marius's heart beats at the pace of a frightened mouse. His cock goes hard and his knees go weak; he loses his footing and begins to fall, but is caught by his father and the ladies.

"All right, ladies, give him a little room," King Carolus shoos away the ladies.

"Ahhhh," they all moan, disappointed, yet they obey their king.

King Carolus steadies his son. "Hahaha." He laughs. "You okay, my boy?"

Marius, shaken, turns to his father; his face smeared in red lipstick and covered in saliva, his hand covering the erection under his robe and shorts. He smiles sheepishly.

"No need to be ashamed, son." The father points to an open sofa. "Take a seat, son."

Marius obeys, and sits down. As soon as he sits down, the ladies line up in front of him. Marius blushes as the lovely ladies wink and flout their figures to him.

"Pick two."

"What?" Marius turns to his father. The king has removed his robe, shorts and slippers. He stands nude before him. Despite his being gray haired and in his late forties, the king is built like a god with firm pectorals and abs; his strong arms hang at his side; his cock is hangs long between his horse-like legs.

"Father what the...?" Marius lurches back.

"Marius, my son." His father stands there unabashed. "There is no reason for us to be ashamed of how the gods made us."

The ladies giggle at Marius.

"Ladies, go easy on him. He is still new."

"Yes, sire," the ladies reply.

"Now, son, take a look and select two ladies who you would like to make love to."

Marius's heart flutters and sweat drips from his brow. "Oh ahhh..." he struggles to reply. "Why don't you pick first, father?"

"Son," King Carolus shakes his head, "I want you to go first. This is your first threesome and I want you to have a good time."

"All right, father." Marius looks over the ladies. "It's just so hard to choose."

King Carolus nods. "Yes." He snaps his fingers. "Ladies, undress."

The ladies obey and strip down for the king and prince. Once all the women have removed their clothes, they pose nude. The prince anxiously wrings his hands together.

"Ah gods. They are all so..." The prince stops mid-sentence and chews his lip.

"Take your time, son," the king patiently assures his son.

Marius reviews the ladies for a second time. One of the ladies catches his eye, a mature woman. She has long dark hair that is smooth like silk; her body is slim and trim with a warm complexion; she has brown eyes and a warm and flirty smile. Marius points to her.

King Carolus grins and winks. "Good choice, son. She is wonderful." The king waves her over.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." She kneels before the prince. "Ming Wei at your service."

"Pick one more, Marius."

Marius looks over the line up one more time. This time, a younger woman catches his eye. She is a petite woman with brown hair and green eyes. "I'll have her." Marius points to the brunette.

The young lady rushes forward and bows. "Thank you, sire. My name is Sophie Barreau."

The two ladies kneel before the prince.

"Good choice, my boy." The king claps and selects two other ladies from the line up. Carolus takes his two ladies and sits down next to his son. He turns to his son and grins. "Son, let your first threesome begin."

Marius's face turns red like a turnip. Ming and Sophie reach out and touch the prince's face. Their soft and smooth hands caress his face and run down his neck. Marius shakes as they tickle his neck. Ming crawls up onto the sofa beside Prince Marius, and turns his head. She wraps her fingers around his head and pulls him in, her lips press against his Ming kisses the prince tenderly.

"Son, don't make her do all the work," King Carolus speaks to his son, as he enjoys his two women. "Take hold of her."

"Yes," says the prince. Marius gently reaches around Ming, but stops himself before touching her; he freezes with his arm behind the Ming.

She laughs, softly. "It's all right, Your Majesty. Feel free to take me." She waits for the prince to grab her and pull her closer.

The prince hesitates and does nothing.

Ming looks at him and shakes her head. "My lord, you are free to take me." She takes his hand and guides it to her back.

The prince's hand touches the bare back of Ming. It is soft to touch, and excited chills run up Marius's hands and arms and towards the rest of his body.

"See, it's good."

Marius blushes and turns his head.

"Hahaha," some of the women laugh. "He is so cute. So innocent and sweet."

Marius nibbles his lip.

"Ladies, so was I when I was his age," King Carolus interjects. "He'll become a master lover in due time."

Marius turns to his father. His long and hard cock is being licked and kissed by his two partners.

"Ladies, remove his robes," King Carolus commands.

Ming and Sophie part the prince's robe. They stroke and tickle his chest with their thin and delicate hands. Ming kisses his neck, while Sophie kisses Marius's chest. While the ladies kiss him, Sophie removes his undershorts and his cock springs out. Sophie giggles and paws at it with her hands. Marius's cock twitches and strains under the pressure. Sophie begins lick his cock. Ming slides down from the sofa and onto the floor. She takes hold of Marius's balls and gently rubs them.

"Ohhhh," Marius groans.

Ming bends over and swallows the prince's cock.

"Ahhh!" Marius yells, as Ming greedily helps herself to his cock.

She uses his cock to penetrate her throat. The prince grits his teeth and his chest heaves from heavy breathing. Sophie pries Ming's fingers from his balls, then grabs Prince Marius by his balls and devours them.

"Mmmpphh." Marius grinds his teeth, while Sophie suckles on his testicles and Ming fucks her face with his cock. Marius boils like a tea kettle, its water at its boiling point; his heart flutters and sweat drips down his brow and his chest. The two ladies hold him in place while they all fuck.

"Gods damn it!!!" Marius yells, as he tries to hold it in. Marius's eyes sting from the sweat off his brow. He closes his eyes while the ladies continue fucking him. "AHHHHH!!" Marius yells, and his hips and cock convulse.

"Mmphhh!" Ming and Sophie both let out muffled groans.

"Glug!" Ming gulps down his seed without any struggle or hesitation. Once she finishes swallowing his load, she raises her head and takes a deep breath. She smiles up at the prince, licking her lips.

Marius looks at the Ming and Sophie, as they kneel in front of him.

"Are you pleased, sire?" asks Sophie.

"That was great." Marius nods. "Thank you, ladies."

"Good, my son," says the king.

Marius turns to look at his father. His two partners are also kneeling in front of him. Their faces are caked in the king's seed. "Thank you, father." Marius bows his head towards his father.

"A three-minute break. Then we must go again."

"What?" Marius asks.

"Yes, my boy. We must build our stamina and keep going."

"Oh." Marius looks at his lovers, and grins, nervously. "All right, I'll do it."

After a brief rest, the prince and king resume.

Marius takes a hold of Sophie and makes out with her. They roll on the sofa, while Ming stands above them and pleasures herself. Marius pins Sophie down and crawls on top of her belly. He takes out his cock and sticks it in between her tits.

"May I, madame?" Marius politely asks.

"Don't ask, my lord," Sophie snaps back. "Use me like a whore!"

Prince Marius is startled by this, and obeys. He slides his cock in between her breasts. Sophie holds her breasts and pushes them hard against Marius's cock. The prince speeds up his thrusting.

Ming climbs onto the sofa and plants her cunt on Sophie's face. Sophie's nose penetrates Ming's cunt.

"Uhhhh..." Ming moans, and rides Sophie's nose.

Marius gazes at the two ladies pleasuring each other. Sophie sticks out her tongue and tickles Ming's clit with it.

"Yeeek! Hahaa!" Ming squeals and laughs. She removes Sophie's nose from her cunt. Ming stands up and plants her cunt upon Sophie's open mouth.

"MMPPHHH!" Sophie screams, with a mouthful of Ming's cunt.

"AHHH!" Marius can't take it anymore and he unloads himself. Sophie is gifted a pearl necklace, while Ming's black pubic hair is laced with white drops.

"Hahaha, good, my son." King Carolus claps.