with bruises and scrapes, but as soon as she put the cattle in their holding pen a messenger came.
The king wanted to see her. Of course he did. She didn’t feel like getting dragged in front of him again, so she followed the young man.
“You’re a sight,” the king said, sitting on his throne as Klea stood there, disheveled, before him.
“Yeah,” she said.
“How did it go?”
“Your cows are back.”
There was a long, long pause as the two looked at each other. A half-smile played around the king’s eyes, and Klea absolutely got the feeling he was laughing at her. No, he was laughing at her. That was why he’d dragged her here, right after she got back. He knew she’d be a tired mess from doing his bidding, and he wanted to see her in her full misery.
“I fucked another monster,” she said, crossing her arms in front of her. “Is that what you want to hear?”
“Surely that’s a figure of speech,” he said, perfectly composed, leaning back on the throne.
“Nope,” she said. “It was part man, part lion, part dragon, and I sucked his cock and then he fucked me in the ass while his tail was in my pussy.” She paused and let her words sink in. “I came twice. Hard. Is that what you wanted to hear? Is that why you call me at all hours of the night when I’m tired and dirty?”
“As long as the cows are back,” he said, spinning the scepter in one hand, not looking at her, “that’s all I care about.”
“They’re back,” she said, and turned on her heel and stalked out of the room, furious. The guards didn’t stop her.
When she was gone, the king sat on his throne for a long time, deep in thought.
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