Roopmati felt her heart beating fast after the tense meeting with the Sultan. She was worried and could not sit still. She went straight to the minister and told him there would be no court meeting that day. She needed time alone. All day she stayed in her room, thinking and getting ready for what she had planned. She prepared everything carefully, her mind full of thoughts about the kingdom and what she must do to protect it.
As the sun went down and the sky turned dark, Roopmati called for Vikram. She asked him to come to her room right away. Vikram, the loyal soldier, entered her room with respect. He stood straight and asked, “Did you summon me, Rani?”
“Yes, Vikram,” Roopmati replied. “I have called you for a very important task. You must help me with something big.”
Vikram bowed his head. “I will do anything for you, my Rani. Anything for the safety of our kingdom.”
Roopmati looked at him with a naughty smile on her face. “Anything?” she asked, her eyes sparkling.
Vikram quickly shook his head. “Not what you are thinking, Rani. I meant anything that helps our kingdom.”
Roopmati got a little angry. She knew how stubborn he could be. “I know your nature, Vikram. I just need a skilled soldier who can take me to the Sultan’s tent in the middle of the night. No one should see us. We must go quietly.”
Vikram looked straight into her eyes. “I can take you myself,” he said.
“No, not you,” Roopmati answered firmly. “Someone else.”
Vikram nodded. “Don’t worry, Rani. I will send my most trusted and skilled soldier. He will escort you safely to the Sultan’s tent. No one will ever know about this.”
After making the plan, Vikram left the room. Roopmati waited patiently for midnight. She chose simple clothes – a grey choli and blouse. She wore no jewelry at all. Even in these plain clothes, she looked like a true queen. The soft fabric hugged her full breasts and curvy hips perfectly. It made her smooth skin glow even more.
When midnight came, there was a soft knock on her door. Vikram was there with the soldier. The soldier stood ready, his face covered so no one could recognize him easily. Roopmati covered herself with a black shawl. She pulled it over her head and body so her long hair and beautiful face stayed hidden. They moved like shadows through the palace. Every step was careful and silent. They stayed in dark corners, avoiding any guards or servants.
After a long and careful walk, they finally got out of Indrapur. A horse was waiting for them, arranged by Vikram. Roopmati and the soldier climbed on the horse and rode towards the army camp where the Sultan was staying. They stopped the horse quite far from the tents so no one could hear the sound of hooves. From there, they walked quietly on foot.
When they reached near the main tent of the Sultan, Roopmati whispered to the soldier, “Hide here in the dry grass. Keep watch. Make sure no one comes near. If there is any danger, give me a signal.”
The soldier nodded and hid himself well. Roopmati took a deep breath and entered the Sultan’s tent alone.
Inside the tent, the air felt hot and thick with a strong manly smell. There were exotic birds in cages, making soft sounds. A big king-size bed stood in the middle. The top of the tent was open, letting bright moonlight shine inside. But the Sultan was not on the bed. Roopmati looked around and saw him sleeping on a large dining chair. He wore only a loose robe that had fallen open. His strong, hairy chest and powerful body were visible. Even in sleep, he looked wild and barbaric.
Roopmati moved quickly behind the chair. She pulled out a shining blade and pressed it gently against his neck. The cold metal woke the Sultan at once. His eyes opened wide.
“So, now are you ready for peace negotiations?” Roopmati asked in a firm voice.
The Sultan smiled slowly. “So this is what you offer?” he said, his voice deep and rough.
Roopmati gave him a naughty smile. She moved in front of him and sat down on his lap. The blade stayed pressed to his neck. “I have much more to offer if you are brave enough to take it,” she whispered.
They stared into each other’s eyes for a long time. Roopmati could feel the heat coming from his body. Her heart raced. Suddenly, they kissed hard, like wild animals. Their lips pressed together roughly. Tongues fought and danced. Roopmati grabbed his thick hair with one hand while keeping the blade steady with the other. The Sultan’s big hands moved to her waist and squeezed hard, pulling her closer.
He lifted her easily and placed her on the dining table without breaking the kiss. His hands reached behind her back and pulled her blouse with one strong tug. The cloth tore and fell away. Her big, perky breasts bounced free. Her nipples were already hard and pointing out, begging to be touched. The Sultan kissed her neck hungrily, then moved down to her breasts. He sucked and bit them like a hungry animal eating juicy meat. He licked her nipples hard, pulling them into his mouth one by one.
“Ahhh… ummmm… ahhh!” Roopmati moaned loudly. Her body shook with pleasure.
The Sultan untied her choli and let it drop to the floor. Now she was completely naked. Her smooth, shining body glowed under the moonlight. Her wet pussy was already dripping with juices. The Sultan kept sucking her breasts hard, leaving red marks. Then he moved lower. He kissed her soft belly and went straight to her pussy. He spread her legs wide and attacked her wet folds with his tongue. He licked and sucked her clit like a thirsty man. He drank all her sweet juices.
Roopmati leaned back on the table, her back arched high. “Ahhhh! Yes!” she moaned again and again. Her hands grabbed his head, pushing him deeper into her pussy.
While he ate her out, the Sultan’s cock grew rock hard. It stood up thick and long, veins popping out. He stood up, kissed her again, and let her taste her own juices on his lips. Roopmati stood too. She pulled off his robe completely. His big, thick cock sprang out, smelling strong and manly. She held it in her soft hand and stroked it gently. Then she pulled him towards the big bed.
She pushed the Sultan onto the bed and said, “Now let me taste you.”
Roopmati went down on her knees. She kissed the thick tip of his cock. It was so big. She stroked the shaft up and down with her hand while licking around the head. Then she opened her mouth wide and took half of it inside. She bobbed her head up and down, sucking hard. Her tongue swirled around the veins. The Sultan groaned loudly, his hands in her hair.
After many minutes of sucking his cock, Roopmati climbed on top of him. She held his thick dick and rubbed the wet tip against her dripping pussy lips. She teased herself a little, then slowly let the big monster slide inside her. “Ahhhh!” she cried as it stretched her tight pussy completely.
She started riding him hard and fast. Her breasts bounced wildly with every move. The Sultan’s hands grabbed her boobs, squeezing and pinching her nipples. Both of them moaned loudly. “So, Sultan… ahhh… now you know… ummm… what I have to offer?” Roopmati said while riding.
The Sultan nodded, lost in pleasure.
“You won’t start a war,” she demanded.
“Yes…” he groaned.
“And you will open the trade route with Indrapur.”
He nodded again to everything, too busy moaning.
When he was about to cum, the Sultan grabbed her waist tightly and made her ride him even faster. Finally, he exploded. Hot, thick cum shot deep inside her pussy. Roopmati felt it filling her up.
She got off him and said, “So we are on the same page. You have agreed to my conditions.”
But the Sultan grabbed her again. “Where are you going, my Rani? I am not done yet.”
He pinned her down on the bed, spread her legs very wide, and pushed his still-hard cock back inside her cum-filled pussy. He started pounding her hard and fast. Their bodies slapped together loudly. He kissed her deeply, their tongues mixing saliva. Roopmati wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. Her nails dug into his back, scratching him. She moaned into his mouth.
The rough pounding went on for a long time. Roopmati came hard for the second time. Her whole body shivered and shook as waves of pleasure hit her. The Sultan kept fucking her faster. Finally, he came again, pumping even more hot cum deep inside her. He collapsed beside her, his cock still hard and wet.
They both lay on the bed, breathing heavily, covered in sweat. After some time, Roopmati got up and put on her clothes. As she was leaving, she said, “I hope you will keep your word.”
The Sultan smiled. “I will. But who will clean this mess from my dick?”
Roopmati gave a naughty smile. “I have done my part.” She left the tent quietly.
The soldier was still waiting outside, hidden in the grass. They walked back together the same careful way. They reached the palace without anyone noticing. When they got to her room door, Roopmati turned to the soldier. “Inform Vikram that there will be court tomorrow. I have something important to discuss.”
The soldier stood there shocked. His mind was full of everything he had experienced. He could not believe what the Queen had done. His face was red, and his body felt strange.
To be continued……..
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