The news about only Kings rule in Kalameria is interesting news to you. The nations of the higher latitudes from the equator like to think they are so very superior to everyone else. Maybe in some cases they are but not here.
“You thought that you are such a better person than Queen Laura or Evelyn. Your royal pedigree makes you so superior that I would immediately drop them like a sack of potatoes and claim you.?.”
“N-n-no! i-i-I di-didn’t-” Princess Tamara of Kalameria stutters
Viciously you expose Tamara’s succulent and firm beautiful teenage breasts to the air as you rip her expensive corset off of her. The clothing probably cost more than the trip here, sadly.
Your wives gasp and you know they are thinking of sadness they will not get their courtship. That idea causes you to smile because you suspect they will end up wanting you to claim her before you are done.
With a slap across Tamara’s face, she crumples to her knees begging for mercy. You are far from done though. If mercy is to be had she will have to earn it.
“We are already aware of your ignorance and failure, Princess Tamara of Kalameria. We know you northerners look at us like a pack of wild dogs to be hunted when we get out of line. Yet now that your own family turns against you, you come a begging for mercy. What is worse is you come to us with your air of superiority to granting us knowledge. As if we us savages are too stupid to figure it out for ourselves.”
Tears now roll down Tamara’s face as she faces nightmarish humiliation by you in front of your Queens. She feels them throwing daggers at her for what you just said. Right at this moment she is having trouble with knowing if being the Prince of Nibiru’s wife would be any worse than this.
Tamara never actually thought that way of course. The crime is more in her ignorance of how other people think; And the very clear situation that she is asking for help out of. |