Ribeira Palace

Welcome to the throne room of Queen Maria of Portugal.

If you are here to seek marriage with Her Majesty, please leave your name (and a description of the character). The Queen shall choose who she sees as the worthiest man.

Originally Posted by High Fist

Queen Maria has taken the reins of control. But she must be married! She cannot rule by herself! So, an invitation to all the lands of the world; send your suitors for a royal marriage! A royal marriage such as this would surely bind our countries together!

The Amazons despise marriage as it is a form of sexual slavery of women. The Amazon queen believes Maria can rule a country perfectly fine by herself, but she sends her daughter, Crown Princess Aristomache to Portugal anyway to form a civil union with the mighty Queen Maria. This will protect Maria from men and make her the sole ruler of Portugal forever!

She is a huntress who likes to kill animals.

Queen Maria is into that! Come along dearest Aristomache! Tell us of your skills!

OOC: I was gonna have the marriage just to continue the story, Maria was still gonna rule.

Cordoba offers the Kingdom of Portugal trade rights, and an alliance.

The Czardom also offers Portugal trade, though without the alliance at the moment.

Gandhara offers trade rights and an alliance if you wish. The Queen Arachidameia would be pleased if Queen Maria were to consider Prince Aristarchos, her brother, as a suitor.

@RG, Queen Maria happily accepts both trade rights and an alliance.
@Ivan, We are happy to exchange trade rights with you
@NW, Of course we shall accept trade rights, we'll hold off on the alliance for now however, as you are far away and our matters do not intertwine. (You're the big grey monster in the far east right?)

Please send your suitor and he shall be considered!

OOC: I was hoping for a bunch of people to court her and I was gonna play a big game with them. But no one turned up! C'mon lads, she's well fit.

Originally Posted by High Fist

Queen Maria is into that! Come along dearest Aristomache! Tell us of your skills!

Wow, this opens all kinds of naughty doors…

IC: "What kind of skills are we talking about, your majesty?" the Amazon says with a sly smile and bright eyes. "I am both skilled in the arts of war and... love. Which would you prefer I talk about, mighty queen?" Aristomache waits and scratches her hunting dog between the ears.

It was the only thing available to me, everything else was boring.
NSFW

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The chancellor coughed. "I think Her Highness meant more along the lines of, say, archery skills?"
"Quiet you old fool," Maria snapped and with a lazy flick of her wrist, dismissed the chancellor from the room. She turned her heavy lidded eyes to Aristomache, studying her, taking in her shapely hips and a familiar sensation stirred in her. Oh dear... She sighed inwardly.
"So my dear, I see we have something in common. We are both fond of... dogging," she said, her voice falling into a seductive whisper.





We could totally write a soft porno script right her.

Nopes, I 'm the biggest monster in purple in the far east.

Prince Aristarchos is 25 years old, and is a capable ruler and warrior. He is currently the High Governor of Her Majesty's Indian provinces, and has proved his worth in the battles Gandhara fought to gain those regions.


He is also into dogging.......... And with the way he looks, he could give a Greek statue a run for its money.
The Queen will definitely find him to his liking......unless she has found someone already........

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Originally Posted by High Fist

The chancellor coughed. "I think Her Highness meant more along the lines of, say, archery skills?""Quiet you old fool," Maria snapped and with a lazy flick of her wrist, dismissed the chancellor from the room. She turned her heavy lidded eyes to Aristomache, studying her, taking in her shapely hips and a familiar sensation stirred in her. Oh dear... She sighed inwardly.
"So my dear, I see we have something in common. We are both fond of... dogging," she said, her voice falling into a seductive whisper.

The Cordoban diplomat reenters the room, to say farewell and bid good wishes to the Queen.


"So my dear, I see we have something in common," he overhears the Queen confide to another woman. "We are both fond of... dogging," her voice falling into a seductive whisper.


The diplomat freezes, then quietly walks backward, making for the door he just came from.
Perhaps he will say his farewells later, when the Queen is less... preoccupied.

Perhaps he will say his farewells later, when the Queen is less... preoccupied.

"That would be best," whispered the chancellor, as he ushered the diplomat from the court room and locked the door behind him.

@NW, I thought that was grey.

Of course, please send your prince Aristachos. We shall look forward to hosting such a prestigious guest! (I'll give Maria's judgement in a bit, I've homework to be at)

Its actually violet.

A Gandharan herald announces the arrival of Prince Aristarchos, son of the late King Alexandros and Queen Hellas, brother to the reigning monarch of Gandhara, Her Royal Majesty Queen Arachidameia VI Soteira and High Governor of the Indies and High Commander of the Royal Gandharan Armies. A young man of about 25 enters, and behind him can be spotted his vast entourage of bodyguards, valets, servants and retainers.

The youth steps in alone, bows to the Queen and smiles a beautiful smile. And a pretty seductive one at that.

"Greetings, Your Royal Highness, or should I say my dear Queen?" his smile grows wider. And more seductive. One can make out the expression of happiness and satisfaction on the young Prince's face after he has seen the Queen Maria.
"I am Prince Aristarchos of Gandhara".

(He is the one holding the shield in the pic. The one next to him is his brother, Prince Amyntas.)

Originally Posted by High Fist

The chancellor coughed. "I think Her Highness meant more along the lines of, say, archery skills?"
"Quiet you old fool," Maria snapped and with a lazy flick of her wrist, dismissed the chancellor from the room. She turned her heavy lidded eyes to Aristomache, studying her, taking in her shapely hips and a familiar sensation stirred in her. Oh dear... She sighed inwardly.
"So my dear, I see we have something in common. We are both fond of... dogging," she said, her voice falling into a seductive whisper.

This is too easy, the Amazon huntress thinks as she hears the Queen’s words. Maria must have some Amazon blood considering she puts men in their place, rules with proper arrogance, and is obviously bisexual.

Aristomache saunters up to Maria now that the throne room is empty. “I don’t feel that such a word as ‘dogging’ should be used to imply a…” she puts her hands on the armrests of the throne, her head leans over the Queen. “Sacred act,” the Amazon says in a lust-filled whisper rivaling that of Maria’s.

She quickly straightens and then walks behind the throne. “How much do you know about Amazon culture? Particularly, about our religion? And is there another room we can go to that is less business-like and more… private?”

OOC: first, keep in mind that we must abide by the TOS which severely limits what we can do in this genre of writing. Second, you cannot role-play my characters. In other words, you cannot describe them. You are only allowed to describe your own characters. Third, what is the time frame going to be? Is Prince Aristarchos going to meet with Queen Maria at the same time as Aristomache? or will his scene take place after ours? Cheers! Warrior

I suppose everything Maria and the princess does together will have to be behind closed doors, eh? Or at least behind a thin cloth.

Aristarchos will arrive next turn, give Maria some time to get acquainted to her new companion, plus it'll give me time to even write anything.

This porno is either gonna be top quality or... not.

Looking forward to next turn.

Please don't mind us *grabs popcorn*

Boiii are pervs

Sorry, but I'm a notorious procrastinator and this will, unfortunately, be a very poor script/narration on my end. You'll have to fill in the gaps.

Yeah so Maria and the princess banged. It was a good day.

Then the prince from Gandhara came over. It was a beautiful day and many were there to witness his arrival to the city. The Queen and her "consort", as many had begun to call the princess Aristomache, met the Gandharan prince and his escort in the palace throne room. Maria studied the prince as an announcer listed his titles and feats. Her appraisal of the man was rather high. Of his face anyway. And that body. "Those eastern silks really leave little to the imagination".

After the courtesies were exchanged the suitor was led to his chambers and told to prepare for the feast tonight. Maria retired to her own chambers, Aristomache following. She wondered what the princess thought of the man, and if she was at all happy about the prospects of a marriage for the queen. "What do you think of him," Maria inquired as she lay on a pile of cushions.

Originally Posted by High Fist

Yeah so Maria and the princess banged. It was a good day.

It was a good night, Aristomache thought as she snuggled closer to Maria under the covers. The waves of pleasure were so… intense. Powerful. The goddesses should be pleased. The Amazon smiled and went to sleep.

Originally Posted by High Fist

Then the prince from Gandhara came over. It was a beautiful day and many were there to witness his arrival to the city. The Queen and her "consort," as many had begun to call the princess Aristomache, met the Gandharan prince and his escort in the palace throne room. Maria studied the prince as an announcer listed his titles and feats. Her appraisal of the man was rather high. Of his face anyway. And that body. "Those eastern silks really leave little to the imagination."

After the courtesies were exchanged the suitor was led to his chambers and told to prepare for the feast tonight. Maria retired to her own chambers, Aristomache following. She wondered what the princess thought of the man, and if she was at all happy about the prospects of a marriage for the queen. "What do you think of him," Maria inquired as she lay on a pile of cushions.

Princess Aristomache was nearly jumping up and down in her seat as the Gandharan announcer listed all the titles of Queen Arachidamiea VI, Savior of Amazonia. She was surely the most powerful woman in the world.

Then Prince Aristarchos entered. The Amazon’s first thought was: he would make a great sex slave. Dat tousled hair, strong bod, and luscious smile… yum! She actually licked her full lips at the thought of dominating that guy. But she remembered that he was of Gandharan royalty and therefore it would probably not be a good thing if she tied him up, whipped and beat him, and/or made him her “human pony.” Relations might sour if the Queens’ brother was treated like a toy by the Amazon princess. She sighed with regret.

After retiring to their bed chambers, Aristomache’s mate asked her what she thought of the Gandharan Adonis. “I think he would be great in a threesome,” she nodded her head in affirmation of that statement. She stroked her long golden-brown hair back. “Then we would be, like, giving a feast to the goddesses!

Hey, how many consorts can you have? Oh what does it matter? You can probably just change the laws to make it unlimited.”

OOC: what’s funny is that for my Amazonian Royal Family for European Wars VII I have the “Supreme Queen” and the “Queen’s Consort.” Following this, Maria would be the Supreme Queen of Portugal and Aristomache would indeed be the Queen’s Consort. Cheers! Warrior

Wow, you're really getting into this. "Dat tousled hair" xD

"Well, Portugal is only a new kingdom and the matter of consorts has yet to be discussed. I could have any number of consorts I want," Maria said. "But I don't think he has come here hoping to become a concubine, he is here, I am sure, for a throne. But perhaps he would accept to merely be a consort. It would still forge an alliance between our kingdoms. Besides, he is a heathen and does not belong to the true faith - the church would never allow it.

"Yes... I'll slowly but steadily put him into the position of consort, then once he is there and there is no sign of him moving, I'll send an envoy to the Gandharans, offering an alliance."

The princess began chatting away, talking of the prince and Portugal's future with Gandhara. Maria payed little attention to her words, her eyes on Aristomache's lips. For another half a minute it stayed thus, 'till Maria groaned. "Shut up and get over here," she moaned, spreading her legs.

After an hour of intimate and HOT, SWEATY FU- love making Maria prepared for her feast with the prince and longed for the night to come sooner.