Deadly Queen

"Hide my queen!" The knight plead as he tried to barricade the door.

He was bleeding profusely from a wound in his right shoulder and was clearly incapable of much resistance. He handed the beautiful blond-haired queen a dagger.

"Take this, hide it. When they come, use it if you can." The knight gasped as he handed her the blade.

"I will. But there is nowhere to run." She looked around at the candle lit room and hid the knife near one of the thick ancient pillars.

A few minutes later the flimsy door crashed in. A young barbarian prince entered, battle axe in hand. With a stroke he killed the wounded knight. To his delight, he saw the young queen and advanced on her.

With cunning and theatrics the queen took a few steps back toward her hidden weapon. The man approached her with hunger in his eyes. She stopped and unclasped her gown. It fell to the ground with slow grace and her beautiful body was shown in full glory.

The barbarian prince hesitated and stopped. He could scarcely believe his luck and the loin cloth he was wearing did little to hide his excitement. The queen dropped to her knees and beckoned him over.

"The queen is prisoner. She is mine." The man struggled with a foreign tongue.

"Yes, I am defeated. You have killed my champion." The queen pushed her breasts forward to further entice him.

"Yes, the female is mine. You are my prize." He got close to her and raised his arms in a menacing way.

The queen reached under his loin cloth and pulled his erect cock free. Before he could do anything else, she placed the tip of her tongue against the shaft. The young warrior had felt nothing like it before and the queen noticed his sudden paralysis. She caressed him a little further and he was unwilling to stop her.

"The woman will do more." He demanded with a rigid tone.

"I will." She looked up at him and saw him stare at the ceiling.

She grabbed her dagger and slashed at his genitals and cut them off in one clumsy but effective cut. Even as he fell back against the wall she was not content with the injury she caused. She continued across to his muscular thigh and cut a long, deep lazy curve through it and severed the arteries inside.

The queen back off quickly, showered in the man's blood. She had the dagger in one hand and his severed cock and testicles in the other. He staggered toward her a few steps but as blood gushed from him he realized the extent of his injuries. He took one more step but death began to approach.

"I've killed you and there is nothing you can do to save yourself." The queen backed away from him.

"But, no....You have not...you are a woman..." He stammered out his words as he grew ashen and weak.

"And you used to be a man." She showed him his severed genitals and tore them in half in front of his face as he collapsed into death.