Commission For Taasla Ketzia - When the lion is away, the cats come out to play
It was lonely the first week he was away. Necro sighed as she paced around the large room. Her husband Jubei hadn't ever been away for more than a week before and now he was going to be away for three whole months! Most of the responsibilities of the kingdom were handed over to their advisers, but the feline queen still had her duties to their people. She just missed his leonine touch, his subtle wit, his smile... Her ears dropped. This was harder than she had been led to believe.
There was a knock at the door. "Your highness, the people are waiting". The endless rituals of court constantly had to be attended to. As always, there were people to be seen and problems to be resolved. When Jubei was here, it wasn't too bad. He would always make jokes and whisper things to her. With him it was almost bearable. Without him, it seemed to sap her strength. There always seemed to be more problems than she could deal with, and some of them which came up were truly shocking: people living in squalor, with not enough to eat, who have stolen from the rich and are punished severely. She often wished that she had not married into royalty and stayed the daughter of a wealthy merchant her whole life, but for him. She had fallen for him the first time she had laid eyes on him. And now he wasn't here. She feared for him slightly, but knew that he was strong enough to take care of himself.
She arrived in the court. There was a large queue of people in front of her throne. She put on a smile and sat down. The endless ritual had begun. Person after person, story after story. It was almost too much to handle. At lunch she was allowed an hour rest. She walked to the balcony and sat on an overly ornate chair. The palace was built on a hill and she could see the whole city from where she was sitting. People were all busy hurrying from one place to the next, doing work and trying to feed their families.
She looked over to the docks. A ship was just entering the bay and people on the docks were frantically bringing carts over and setting up gangplanks and cranes. Her memories of the docks surfaced. She used to be there often with her father, helping him to get the most for the smallest price possible. The smells and sounds from her memory enshrouded her and she did not hear the bell calling her back. A porter knocked on the window and she jumped out of her trance. Remembering her place, she got up and returned to her seat.
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The long day of work was finally over. She smiled at the thought that she was one day nearer to her beloved. She relaxed into her warm bath, letting her worries wash away. She felt the pressure from her duties leaving her and began to feel tingly. She slowly rubbed her skin, the intensity increasing. She felt herself becoming more and more sensitive the lower she went. She realised that the feeling was arousal and the flame was growing. She traced circles around her belly button, imagining Jubei was there with her, his height a contrast to her petite size. She kneaded her flesh, and enjoyed the feeling of her own soft fur through her fingers. Her hand stopped at one of her nipples. She took it between two fingers and began to massage it. Her actions simply made her hotter. She stopped for a second and slowly moved her hand down her torso again, submerging under the now lukewarm water.
At her hips she stopped. Her tail behind her was slowly tapping the porcelain of the bath as she played. Her hand went to her knees and she trailed a finger down the inside of her leg. Her legs almost automatically opened slightly. Her wandering finger eventually came to her groin. She casually traced the lines of her lips; feeling, even through the water, the heat coming from it. Her fingers arrived at the lowest point and she pushed inward slightly. Her breath caught in her throat as her fingertip edged a centimetre inside of her. She withdrew and focused on the large nub a few inches above. She stroked it slowly and deliberately, following the actions of her husband on their wedding night.
Her finger increased in speed. Every slightest touch down there sent shivers up her spine. The water added to the excitement already there. Her hips began bucking in time with the strokes, moving closer to her imaginary lover. Her fingers became a blur as she neared the climax. She mewled in pleasure and heat. The waves of ecstasy built and built until it became impossible to move due to her twitching muscles and euphoria.
Her heartbeat still pounding heavily in her ears, she opened her eyes. The skin under her fur on her chest had gone red. Although she had just had one good climax, her folds throbbed, although her clit ached. She yearned for her husband's manhood, its length and girth, animalistic yet tender. She grinned as she had an idea. Reaching behind her, she took her tail in her hand. It was quite thick, yet her husband was a similar thickness. She became lost in a fantasy, holding her tail as if it were in fact a penis. She stroked it and was delighted to get the double feeling of being the stroker and the one being stroked.
Already warmed up, she brought it to her hips. She found it difficult holding it still as the anticipation made it twitch. She put it to her opening and slowly she began to edge it in. The fur on the tail stimulated her in a strange but welcome way. She had to resist the urge to move her hips or push it in quicker, as it was fairly large and required some getting used to without pain. Her legs went wider, trying to give her tail as much room to work with as possible. The tail brushed against a sensitive spot inside her. Her hips thrust forward and three inches of her tail entered her. She gasped in discomfort and pleasure. Grasping her tail firmly, she pulled it out. It made her back arch as the hairs stimulated her as they moved. Once it was almost out, she stopped and began pushing it back in. Her other hand went to her now recovered clit and she began tracing circles around it. The thrusts she made with her tail began to be quicker and more forceful. Her tail naturally moved, making for some interesting sensations, occasionally making her need to suppress a scream. As the pace increased, so did the heat. Suddenly, the sensations became too much and she was thrown over the edge into orgasm. Waves seemed to crash down over her body and she lost all sense of time. She mewled loudly in the cool water and arched her back, her tail still deep inside her. Eventually, after what felt like eternity, she came back to earth.
She pulled her twitching tail out of her, jumping at every over stimulated spot it hit. She tried to stand, but her legs were wobbly and she saw stars. She just simply lay there, basking in an afterglow, whilst the water drained from the tub. All her problems were gone. To her it had felt like an evening with Jubei, and perhaps if she missed him too much again, this would be the way to survive it.
She finally got up and wrapped a warm towel around herself. Drying her soft fur fully, she picked up a silk nightgown and let it flow over her shoulders and cover her small but almost perfect body. She returned to the large room that was shared with her absent husband and got between the cool sheets, allowing them to caress her. Tomorrow was another day, but now perhaps she could face it. In light of the evening, maybe three months isn't so long after all?