“Had it not been for the Princess, I would still be a nobody. I hear what you’re saying. I understand that my life has changed. However, you need to understand that even if I become King, you six get foot massages and your pussy eaten. To meet you halfway, I will stop shoveling the shit. I never liked it anyways.”
Amanda wanted to follow up, but quiet Aaliyah felt the need to fix things, to my surprise.
Aaliyah uses a previously unheard-of commanding voice to set things right, “Amanda, look at me.” Amanda looks at Aaliyah with a shocked expression on her face. “Matt is a grown man that does things his way. We grew up with a master that followed certain customs. Even he broke from tradition by not physically disfiguring our bodies. Sometimes change is a good thing. If he wanted to do something evil like killing people on the streets, I’m all with you. But what he does in his bedroom, especially if it benefits us, you will accept it.
“I don’t hear the Princess objecting. Do you? I think you’re going to find Matt a different kind of Royal. He is much more a man of the people. They will go wild over him with his rugged good looks while soft and well-spoken. I have spent too much time around other Royals from other countries, and I prefer the man he is. If you want to change him, it will need to be over time, and you better be subtle. Take a lesson from the Princess and the Queen. They’re both control experts.”
Amanda sat in disbelief. She has just been bitch slapped by someone she considers below her in class and knows the woman is correct. She’s hurting and is surprised when I wrap my arms around her. She melts in my arms.
I whisper, “I don’t know the protocols; keep reminding me. Some I will ignore, many I will follow, especially in public. We decide as a group what goes on in the bedroom.” I kiss her on the lips.
We get back to the foot massages and swap partners when they’re all satisfied.
When done, I set expectations, “I got married tonight. Princess Janet is my wife. She is going to star in most of my nights for a while. After our honeymoon, and during the day, you will all get some of me. Except for Princess Janet, I want all of you to know that if you ever find a man or someone you love, I will not stop you from loving someone else. You are all free to go at any time. I never want you to feel like I am holding you against your will.”
For the first time, Zaina spoke words, well, after she laughed at me, “Our previous master, the man you call Asshole, was a sick, twisted, and evil degenerate. He stole us, killed our families, beat us, shared us, humiliated us, and did things to us I will never speak of. It was a living hell. We all prayed that it would end soon with a quick death like others earned.
“Then you come along. Princess Janet knows the feeling of love; we all do. There is no chance that we will find a man better than you. You bought us clothes! You fed us and gave us choices. These are things we haven’t had in years. We know what Princess Janet means to you. We were forced on you, and you didn’t choose us. We know our place. We’re, much like Amanda, we know you love Janet, and we love you. For us, that is more than we could ever ask for.”
Princess Janet has heard enough, “Oh, stop it, all of you. Matt saved my life at great risk to his own life. We bonded over just a few days. Nobody has ever touched my heart like Matt has. I am living the dream just being married to him. Amanda, you of all people, should know that it’s not just him liking you. Had the Queen not intervened, you would be in my spot, and you both would have lived a happy life.
“You other five surprise me. Has he done anything to make you think he doesn’t care for you? He gave you freedom, used his life savings to buy you clothes, took you home, and provided a place to live if you wanted it. There was a reason you were in Asshole’s … hey, I like how that sounds. There was a reason you were in Asshole’s harem; you are five of the most beautiful women in the world. Each of you could model if you wanted to.
“Remember, he is a man. He knows beauty. So don’t go confusing modesty with not loving you. He does love you, just not as much as me.”
Djamila asks, “Then why allow us? This is your husband. In your culture, harems don’t exist.”
Janet laughs, “You obviously are not familiar with English history. English Kings have had mistresses, girlfriends, and wives simultaneously. Often the number was in the double digits. Matt is different. He didn’t seek you out; in fact, I set him up. He would never have sought out another woman. OK, technically, the Queen did. But it was my knowledge that made it happen.
“When I knew Asshole was our target, I knew the brutal treatment you received. Who better to save you than my Matt? Men will fear Matt and his vengeance if dating you didn’t work out. Amanda, you’re older than all of us. You’re no receptionist. Hilda, the regular receptionist, wasn’t sick. Your father and the Queen were very familiar with Matt’s file and had interviewed his previous commanding officers.”
Amanda’s mouth hangs open.
Janet continues, “We have always got along well. We played dolls, tea, and the Queen as children. You were my older sister. I had to make sure that Matt was taken care of if I was going to marry Steve.”
I question, “Oh? I thought you were in on this all along.”
Janet laughs, “I was. Sort of. The Queen wanted to know more about you. She asked a lot about my ordeal, specifically after you rescued me. You were rather protective of a stranger.”
It’s my turn to laugh, “If you remember, I called you Princess from the start. It wasn’t because I thought you were a princess. It was because of the way you went camping. There is no backpack, your clothes are in every other backpack, and you have a portable potty and an air mattress. Only the rich ‘camp’ like that in the wilderness. Then add in nine bodyguards, and I knew you were someone important.”
I end the foot massages, “Let’s get this night started. If you’re on your back, we’re staying here and enjoying oral pleasures. Like foot massages, every five minutes, shift to the right until all of us have orgasmed at least once. I am the exception, my gun only has so many bullets, so I will flip sides immediately and continue until the rest get off. Janet, you didn’t sign up for this; you do not need to give; you may stay on the receiving end.”
Janet laughs at me, “Oh, Matt, you’re a barrel of laughs. I may have been a virgin, but I was eighteen and in college at one time. I love oral with a woman. I will be taking my turn. Blowing you will be new. I’m sure you and our family won’t mind helping me, will you girls?”
Amanda is the loudest, “We’ll make you so good; you’ll drain him in two minutes or an hour, depending on how much teasing you want him to endure.”
They all laughed hard at that. The girls moved a bit so that Janet, Amanda, Karen, and I were on our backs to start.