The King pushed open the door and scrolled,"You would think after my many visits over the years, they would know my exceptions."
He yanked a cleaning girl off the floor and threw her into the hallway, "IS A CLEAN ROOM TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR?" He roared after her scuttling body. Before the King closed the door, he called after her to bring the winner from earlier.
The door closed softly and Cleo was able to look around the room at its design and decoration. There were two large red cushions on the floor and Mallory was resting on one of them. The centerpiece of the room was a huge bedframe. The bed and canopy were made of female and male demonic slaves. Two and two made up the mattress while the top was made of a male tentacle beast. Four of his tentacles were holding him suspended over the bed while four more were artfully hung.
Every in the room was designed for total pleasure. The statues in the room were singles or pairs or more of males and females in all sorts of positions. The lamps were females and males covered in buckles and melting candle wax.
The First Queen shed her dress without a word and made herself comfortable on the mattress of bodies. Her raven hair was made darker by the pale bodies it was spread on. Her sharp heels dug into the ass of one of the mattress males and he groaned as the end got dangerous close to his puckered hole.
The King perused the room, taking stock of the equipment that was set up along the walls.
There was a knock on the door and it opened to reveal the winner of the old test. He was dressed in only a loincloth and his tail curled up and around his one of his arms.
"Welcome, welcome." said the King as he crawled over the Queen. "I'm going to warm up this one. You warm up the other." The King waved at Cleo while he kissed down the Queen's neck.
The winner approached Cleo cautiously and she eyed him like a skittish cat. She knew it was her duty to please the King and in this moment that meant "warming up" and being amorous with this male. The male's cloth dropped to the ground and Cleo's back straightened. He was attractive there was no denying that, but she wanted to remain mostly pure for her King.
The tail uncoiled from the winner arms and snaked out to grab Cleo's wrists. He yanked her to him and leered down at her once she was in the circle of his arms. He knelt down taking her dress with his and pressing soft kisses to the skin revealed.
Cleo was unsure how to feel but felt herself grow damp under her attentions and watching the King moving similarly over the First Queen.
The winner rose slowly, rubbing himself against Cleo as he stood. He bent his head and licked her collarbone as he popped the tassels off her nipples. Cleo's eyes rolled back in her head as she just let herself feel the sensations that winner was plaguing her body with.
Cleo heard herself scream out her first climax since meeting the King before the winner had even touched her pussy.
The King lifted his head from the Queen's and grinned when he heard this. He crooked his finger inside the Queen and her scream mingled with Cleo's.
Cleo and the winner floated over to main bed and were gently set down. The Queen waved at Cleo and she knew to immediately go to her. She had learned her lesson earlier with regards to the hierarchy. Cleo shifted to her knees and knelt to clean the First Queen.
The King pulled up Cleo's hips and sighed, "I wish you weren't going back to the Academy at the end of the week. We could have so much fun tonight."
He shifted the mattress girl underneath him and pulled her hips instead. He drove into her as the girl under him grunted and groaned. The winner laid under the King to lick him as he drove in and out of the girl.
The First Queen pulled Cleo's hair and pulled her higher up to kiss her and whisper, "Between you and me, this week is going to be fun. At the end of your training, I hope to see you again. You have a talented tongue."
The King pulled out of the mattress girl and turned around, "What is this I hear about a talented tongue? Winner, take Cleo's place and help your Queen. Cleo-"
Cleo took her cue and switched places with the winner to tongue the King. She licked the underside of his cock and gasped out a tiny scream as the winner's tail flicked her clit. She stretched out a hand and stroked the winner's cock in time with her licks on the King's.
All four came at the same time; their melodious sounds blended together and woke Mallory who had fallen asleep on the cushion.
The Queen flopped to the side and sighed as she drifted to sleep. The King cuddled into her and kicked Cleo and the winner out of the bed. Cleo dragged herself to the cushion and curled into herself for warmth.
The winner grabbed his cloth off the floor and slipped out of the room. He closed the door behind him with a quick snick.
Cleo awoke first the next morning. She stretched, enjoying the sore muscles. When she looked at bed, the Queen and King were still asleep and Mallory was softly snoring on her cushion. Her tan skin was distinctly beautiful against the velvet cushion. Cleo stood and shuffled over to the side of the bed. This part she had remembered from her brief training. She bent her head in a slight bow and waited until the royal couple awoke.
As they rolled over and woke, the King sat up alert and rested. He looked a Cleo's positioned form and then at Mallory's slumbering form.
Cleo hid a smirk under her hair as he tsked at Mallory and rose. He walked over to her cushion and pulled it out from under her, dumping her on the ground. "Looks like your punishment tonight will be spectacular. You should know better. Even Cleo knows and her training was shorter than yours."
Mallory looked up at him, terror starting to show in her eyes after the previous night's punishment.
"Now up and at it, ladies. We have another event to get to right away."