So for the sake of my imagination, because apparently even I have limits of believability that will likely get me canceled, I decided to take some creative license in this chapter by casting the role of Queen Victoria as Jenna Louise Coleman, inspired by her part in the show Victoria. That's all the housekeeping I wanted to clear up, okay.
Sir Jacob Frye. He quite liked the sound of that.
Becoming a Knight of the British empire had its advantages, and it also meant the country's monarch, the queen of England, could call upon him at any moment. He was happy and willing to serve his majesty in whatever crisis arose. Even if sometimes that crisis was a much more private affair.
In fact, it was those assignments he took great pleasure in.
Naturally, his twin sister wouldn't approve. But who was he to deny her majesty when she called upon him. And Evie needn't find out as Queen Victoria valued discretion above all else.
One such assignment came late one Wednesday afternoon when Jacob received his summons and promptly reported to Buckingham palace, allowing himself to be led to her majesty's audience where she was waiting for him. Once she ordered they not be disturbed, they were left alone in her private chambers so she could thoroughly debrief the gentlemen of her situation. And as always, he was eager to serve.
And serve he did as the beautiful monarch fell onto her back closing her eyes, fingers curling across the bedsheets of her massive bed while the handsome young man lay between her legs servicing her Crown Jewels. This was the seventh time she'd requested such aid from her subject and the seventh time she was astonished at his talent. After her first time she asked him where he leant to pleasure a lady like this. He was vague with the details, telling her it would be rude to discus such matters. She had to respect him, assuming to herself that he had many suitors to practice with. Of all the tongues that had cleaned her over the years, she felt his was the most skilled as it found each of her special places and delved deeper than all of them.
Jacob, however, couldn't claim the woman's cunt was the best he'd ever tasted, but her body was certainly one of the prettiest to look at. It always infuriated him when she ordered him to undress and she herself retreated behind a screen to change into an accessible nightgown, refusing to give him even a glimpse of her in total undress. He knew men would kill to see her like this, but even so he tried to catch a reflection of her naked body in all its glory before she hid the best parts from him. She was also a stoic lover, all business and no pleasure. He very rarely got a chance for foreplay before she was on the bed beckoning him over to lick her pussy or make love to her body. And she was an impatient woman if he dallied for a second.
Nevertheless, he was sure to give her his best performance every time. And his best always got a reaction from the proud woman. He could see the veiled pleasure his her face whenever she closed her eyes, her lips curling into a smile as her chest rose with a ragged breath. He put his arms around her hips and pulled her closer, sucking on her clit inserting a pair of fingers inside her to find her g-spot, able to find it from memory. She panted more heavily, biting her lip suppressing a moan or a whimper. She was a proper lady and remained silent throughout the exchange. He always made it his mission to see if he could get her to make a sound.
Alas, she orgasmed without so much as a whisper, instead releasing a long breath and relaxing against the mattress. He claimed up her body, wiping his mouth clean and admired her beauty. He learnt after every orgasm she fell into a moment of laziness, with caused her uptight demeanor and upbringing to fall away briefly, allowing him a moment to play with her without complaint. He leant down and kissed along her neck, listening to her sigh as she turned her head to allow him to kiss her lips. It was the most intimate she allowed their affair to get. "Very good, as always" she said, opening her eyes and nodding to him with satisfaction.
"I aim to please, my lady" Jacob replied, bowing his head and kissing her just above the breast where her nightgown rested around her neckline. Ran a cautious finger along her collar, quietly suggesting "maybe I could please you more in other areas."
"Such as?" She asked, watching him intently resting her head on the pillow.
"Such as…" he said, pushing his privligages by telling her "your majesty, where I come from, I find women to be most receptive to receiving pleasure when men get to play with other parts of the body. Such as the bossom."
"Is that so?" She said curiously, glancing down at her covered chest. She knew precisely what he meant, but she played coy. "And how do men play with these women, mr Frye?" She asked.
Jacob confidently brought his hand to hover over her boobs, explaining "they use their hands to massage them, my lady. And when their…bossom's are hard, they use their tongue to lick them much like they would with other places. I'd be happy to demonstrate for you, if you'll allow me?"
Victoria considered the prospect of allowing him to be the first man to gaze upon her naked breast, but decided "no, that won't be necessary. I have better use of your time" she declared, motioning for him to climb off her so she could sit up. "Lie down" she commanded plainly, watching the man obediently obey before climbing on top of him.
He lay of his back watching the Queen of England straddle his waist, his erection disappearing under her nightgown as she moved into position. It disappointed him that he couldn't see it, but he felt Victoria's pussy lips rubbing against his cock. She took a moment to drink against him, making sure she was aligned before lowering herself onto his penis. She sighed with a satisfied grin as she sank down his length, her palms pressed against his toned stomach. He released a similar moan when he felt her walls wrap around him, squeezing his shaft making him wonder how often she got to satisfy her womanly desires. Maybe that was why he was in such high demand.
Once she was settled and adjusted, she looked down at the young man and smiled. "This will do nicely" she said, proceeding to rock her hips atop his groin. He let her have her way with him, watching her face as it mixed with a range of expressions from pleasure to content. Again, she didn't make much noise. But he could tell she was enjoying herself because her nails would dig into his flesh every so often. He didn't mind, he'd had more rough lovers in his life. Victoria wasn't that exciting in comparison, but she felt great on his dick. He threw his head back humming through his throat, his hands resting by his sides. After a few minutes, he couldn't help but reach up to run his hands up her thigh, his fingers sneaking under her nightgown to feel her soft skin. A grin curled on his face when he almost reached her hips, until her hand seated them away. "Behave young man" she chided playfully.
"Forgive me your highness" he replied, his groin aching. "Permission to move my hips to assist your pleasure."
He wanted to say permission to fuck your royal cunt, but fortunately she read between the lines. "Request granted" she nodded, allowing him to grasp her waist and thrust his cock up into her pussy. Her mouth opened in a stifled gasp when he began, riding him as he made love to her vigorously. "That it. Keep going" she whispered, leaning over the man struggling to stay upright, her arms shaking the harder he fucked her. She almost moaned, but at the last second she covered her mouth to hold her dignity.
Jacob was too focused on his own pleasure by now as her inner walls massaged his cock in a vice grip. He closed his eyes and moaned, muttering under his breath "fuck, I'm about to explode." She gave no indication she heard him, and as a result she didn't get any warning before he ejaculated inside her pussy. It coincided with her second orgasm, her back arching as cum was squirted in both directions.
When it was over, both Victoria and Jacob exhaled relaxing onto the bed. She collapsed to her elbows over the young man, catching her breath after lifting her pussy from his deflected penis, letting them both recover. "Well, I don't recall giving permission to bear your children mr Frye" she said, brushing a strand of hair out of her eyes.
"Forgive me, your majesty. I got carried away" he replied apologetically, already considering the concerns of he did accidentally get the Queen pregnant.
But she simply kissed his cheek, telling him "don't concern yourself. I have ways to ensure this doesn't become a problem. And it made a change to feel it inside rather than swallowing it" she smirked. He grinned, stealing a kiss from her lips in her moment of weakness.
They were suddenly interrupted by you walking abruptly into the bedroom dressed in a maids outfit. The moment you saw them, you came to a halt in surprise. "I'm so sorry my lady, I didn't realize you were in here" you stammered, bowing respectfully averting your gaze from the compromising scene you interrupted.
"That's quite alright" Victoria stated casually, lifting herself off Jacob's chest sitting on his lap. "We were just finished. Please give us a moment to freshen up and then you can tidy up after us."
"Yes your majesty" you nod, retreating back out the door you came through closing it behind.
"Well that was rude" Jacob commented.
"Indeed" Victoria sighed, climbing off the bed to get dressed. "She's new. I'll have to get my butler to remind her about proper manners."
"And discretion" he added cautiously.
"Quite right. Anyway, out business here is concluded. You've served your country well. Now I trust you can make your own way out without causing a scandal?"
"Yes ma'am" he nodded, giving the Queen a bow before she disappeared behind the screen to change, allowing him to get dressed and take his leave of the palace. He passed you on the way out, giving you a polite tip of his hat while you blushed bright red.
Jacob arrived back at the train hideout a few hours later. When he walked in he found his twin sister standing by the table reading a letter. When she heard him walk in she folded it up and pocketed it, turning immediately to address her brother. "Where have you been?" She asked.
"On an assignment" he said, brushing her off to pick up a drink.
"What kind of assignment?" She asked curiously, crossing her arms indicating her doubt.
He refused to give details, dodging the topic. "What are you still doing here? I thought you were networking with Henry?"
"He's busy, and I have other matters to attend to" she said, picking up her stuff and abruptly walking past him. She paused at the door and turned to her brother. "Might I suggest you check in with our contact in the police. The grand master might be dead, but the Templars are still out there trying to get organized."
"Please" he scoffed. "Without their masters, the rooks control the city. They're in too much chaos to be a problem."
"I wouldn't be too sure. Somebody is organizing them, and the sooner we coping out who the faster we can rout them from London. Now I have to go" she said, disappearing out of the train carriage before Jacob could ask where. He shrugged, happy to have gotten away with another royal assignment under Evie's nose.
Outside, however, Evie pulled out the royal summons she received minutes ago, a smirk tugging at her lips as she made her way to the very palace Jacob had come from.
You found yourself drawn once more to the queens bedchamber later that afternoon, still in your maid uniform. This time you paused before entering, listening at the door hearing her majesty speaking to another woman. "That's it, perfect" she was saying, moaning softly soon after. You found the door slightly ajar and snuck a peek through the gap to find Queen Victoria once more in bed, this time with a naked young woman between her legs.
Evie Frye followed her majesty's instructions after answering her summons for a private assignment. No sooner was she undressed when Victoria had opened her legs and ordered her to clean up her dripping cunt. She lapped at her with her tongue, delving as deep as she could to reach every inch of her pussy drinking it up. She looked up the woman's naked body, her bare chest rising and falling with each pant as she approached orgasm. This wasn't the first time the queen of England had personally requested Evie to service her needs. She made sure to keep these assignments a secret from her brother, or she'd never hear the end of it. And privately she enjoyed making love to the beautiful woman, and got really hot when she watched her climax.
"You always seem to find the perfect spot" Victoria smiled, coming down from her high and gazing at the freckled young woman as she climbed out from between her thighs, wiping her mouth. "You are quite skilled miss Frye."
"Thank you your majesty" she replied, licking her lips as she knelt in front of her. She couldn't put a finger on it, but her cum tasted a little different than usual. Victoria saw her expression and asked what was wrong. "Nothing to worry about. Just savoring your taste" she said.
Victoria forced herself to suppress a smirk, taking her hand and pulling her on top whispering "let me taste" as she pulled her into a deep passionate kiss. Evie kissed her back, sharing the taste of cum, unaware she had just licked up the remains of her twin brother's cum.
You watch silently as the two naked woman make love on the bed, smirking as you watched the young assassin fuck the queen of England. You wondered how useful this information could be when you finish organizing your fellow Templars, serplanting yourself as the new grandmaster, and make your move to seize control of London once again.