"Uhhnnn...yes....that's it....yess....suck it...just like that....oooo...you must open wider, dear if you are to show proper respect." Queen Elissandra rasped, widening her thighs a bit more as she felt the sucking mouth of this tiny supplicant on the enormous bulbous head of her uppermost penis.  The tiny herm was not a futa, like the others...she was not physically big and strong like the others...and her bearing was somewhat different from the typical citizen.  Elissandra regarded this tiny girl not as a freak, though, but as a unique commodity, a rare and unusual gift which has now been presented to her to utilize to momentarily satiate the gnawing ever-present sexual hunger which is every Amalorian ruler's weakness since the first of the female Tyrants seized power.  Elissandra regarded it as a method put in place by the goddesses to keep the mortals in line, but of course, to say as much would invite their wrath for no good reason so she had always kept her own counsel on such matters.<br/><br/>Her eyes half lidded, her breathing becoming more labored, and her body slightly undulating on the soft throne, Elissandra's thoughts gradually became muddled as pleasure overtook her.  This tiny girl was accomplished at her task...so much so that the Queen placed both hands on the girl's head firmly and began to slowly drive forward with her hips, not content to wait for her to get used to the incredible girth.  Elissandra hissed between clenched teeth as she struggled to get her cock into the girl's tight wet throat, gagging her and from the sounds the girl was making, possibly even dislocate her jaw.<br/><br/>Not caring for the girl's aching jaw, Queen Elissandra continued slowly going deeper, trying to get at least half of her cock into this girl's gullet just to see if the young one could take that much without passing out.  The priestesses were always on hand if things turned out too badly, after all.  They were always on duty, as Elissandra didn't believe in being gentle nor kind in her quest for either power or pleasure.  A point had to be made to all who sought favors from a Tyrant Queen of Amalor.<br/><br/>Her lower cock resting heavily on the girl's chest like an ogre's club, Ellisandra moaned again, eager to make this little slut puke on her cock and it wouldn't take very long from the sounds of distress she was making.  Still, Ellisandra had to feel a small degree of respect for the spirit the small one was showing for someone her size.  To Elissandra's surprise, the girl's cheeks hollowed out as she started to actually SUCK on the massive member.  Such boldness!  Yes...this one was a true Amalorian in spirit, defiant to the last.