The old crone walked away, leaving you alone with the eternally beautiful visage standing before you in the mirror.
It was her, in all her ethereal eternal beauty. Queen Nehelenia.
You swore your service to her, to be her servant, to help her with her goals no matter the consequences may be. You read the stories about the queen of the dark side of the moon, knew the dangers, knew what you where getting yourself into. And yet you're heart was already lost the moment you saw that picture in the book.
You where her servant, for better or for worse.
There she was trapped in her mirror, her beauty eternally preserved as if by a cruel twist of fate. A fate you wished to set her free from, no matter what it may cost.
"You've done well with your assignments my servant. I am quite pleased" she spoke.
You knelt down, on one knee, showing your subservience to your queen.
"Anything to please you my queen."
You kept your head down, not meeting her gaze. You didn't deserve it after all, to meet her glorious gaze.
"Look at me!" you heard her say.
Her tone was demanding yet soft, you raised your head and stared into the mirror where she sat on her throne, looking at him with those beautiful eyes.
"Your servitude to me has been very fortuitous. I think you have earned a reward for your all your successes" Queen Nehelenia said.
"Serving you is a reward in itself my queen" you replied, again bowing your head.
"Look at me!" Queen Nehelenia spoke once more, this time more stern and cross. Hurriedly you raised your head up once more to meet her unflinching eyes.
"You look at me when I'm talking to you is that understood!"
"Yes your majesty" you said, almost instinctively bowing your head once more before you quickly remembered her words and again looked at her.
She was so beautiful, like a doll, porcelain skin with a figure so perfect that words couldn't even describe the vision Queen Nehelenia was. Her eyes a piercing blue, her lips a deep crimson, all accentuating the true visage of beauty.
"As I stated before you deserve a reward. So let me ask you. What is it you desire?"
Your answer was swift "to see you free from this cursed mirror your majesty."
Nehelenia laughed "of course I'm going to get out, that is an inevitability. But I'm not asking that, I'm asking you what you desire that is within my power to provide for you."
This was not a question you where expecting. Normally she just gave you orders and that was it, or she had Zirconia bark orders at you through her. But here she was, asking you what you desire? You had almost forgotten your own wants since entering the beautiful queen's service.
"And I would advice you not to lie to me! I know when you're lying."
You chocked up a bit and kept your gaze upon the eternal beauty that was Queen Nehelenia. Your deepest desire was to please her, but could you even say that to her?
"I desire…I desire…you…"
You wanted to look away but couldn't, you saw her looking at you, her expression hadn't changed. There was neither surprise nor disgust, but rather a prideful smirk.
"Is that so? So that is why you are in my service, you fancy me don't you?"
You nodded "yes your majesty. But how could I not. Your beauty is unmatched, nobody is more beautiful then you."
Nehelenia scoffed "I know" she said with a condescending smirk before she gestured to you, beckoning you to come closer to her.
You stood up and did as she wanted, walking over to the mirror until you were standing right in front of it, right in front of her. Only separated by a pain of glass. So close yet so far away.
The queen had stood up, walking over and meeting your form.
"I can sense and smell your desire for me. The way you look, the way you walk, how desperately you try to keep your desire for me hidden. How you dream of me, how you want me…"
You where tongue tied, she saw right through you. You felt a sweat drop of nervousness glide down your face as she kept on talking.
"Normally I would never entertain the desires of my subjects. But you have performed very well so perhaps I should indulge in your desires…"
Before you could respond Queen Nehelenia snapped her fingers. Her entire dressed vanished leaving her completely and utterly naked.
You couldn't believe your eyes. Was this a dream? She was more beautiful then you had ever imagined. Her curves where perfect, her breasts beautifully symmetrical and full, her womanhood was trimmed and her legs long and slender.
Then she uttered her command.
"Take your pants off."
You obeyed, entranced by the sight of the naked queen right before you. All the blood in your body raising down to your manhood, which was set free as you dropped your trousers to the ground as per the queen's orders.
She looked you over, taking notice of your erect manhood. She licked her lips and sat down on her throne, crossing her legs.
"Pleasure yourself." She commanded.
You obeyed, taking hold of your erection and you began to stroke slowly up and down. Instant pleasure began to course through you, all the while you kept on looking at her, the beautiful divine naked form of your queen.
"Yes take in the sight of the most beautiful woman in existence."
"Yes….yes…you are the most beautiful…"
Nehelenia uncrossed her legs and smiled as she slowly began to play with herself as she looked at him, indulging in his praise.
"Yes! The most beautiful. Whose is the most beautiful!"
"You are!...you are!"
You fell forward and held on tightly to the mirror as your knees began to buckle under the immense pleasure your stroking was causing. It was divine, to feel this way by his queen, the beautiful radiant Queen Nehelenia.
"So close…" you muttered out.
"Don't you dare climax until I say so" you heard her yell.
You once again fixed your gaze upon the naked queen, who was watching you entertainingly with her fingers buried deep within her womanhood. You heeded her words and continued stroking, holding yourself up with one hand on the mirror as you desperately tried to hold back your impending climax, which became more difficult with each stroke of your hand.
"Please my queen…I beg of you…"
She smiled and pulled her fingers from her wetness, licking them clean. It was now becoming painful to stand and to hold back.
"Please….your majesty please I beg of you please let me…"
She indulged in your dedication to her words, she saw you grovel and back like a good little servant. It invigorated her only more, she stood up from her throne and walked over to you, separated once more by that cursed mirror.
"Such a good boy you are. Come for me…come for your queen."
With that sign you couldn't hold back, with a loud moan you tugged hard and released. Your seed splattering on the surface of the mirror where your queen stood, you fell through your knees from exhaustion the moment you where spend.
As you lay there on your knees, the remnants of pleasure leaving your body you saw the queen smile at you from behind the mirror, smirking yet proud. She bend forward until her face on face level with the semen on the mirror, she began licking it, or at least pretending too, all the while her eye blue eyes pierced you.
"I'm sure you taste delightful in real my servant. Set me free and I will make your dreams come true."
