You are an emperor/empress and your empire has just conquered the kingdom of Egypt, while your soldiers sack the capital you negotiate peace with Pharaoh. Pharaoh worried about his people signs the peace and to make the looting stop he gives you his daughter Virgin Aya. You agree to the terms of peace and immediately bring the looting to an end. This done you are led to the chambers of Princess Aya, a beautiful woman blessed by the fertility goddess, Isis. "Greetings, oh my emperor, my father, Pharaoh, has already told me everything and from now on I am your property." As she speaks her big boobs jiggle You immediately notice her provocative body.

"I am certainly a very coveted prize if my father had to donate me to save the people." She says as she allows a glimpse of her ample cleavage while her hips pop out of her robe. "I have recently reached 18 years of age and with it my fertility is also at its peak, I only hope that this goddess body can produce strong children for the right nation."

Princess Aya was a concentration of extraordinary genetics that gave her large breasts, wide hips, smooth features, a pretty face and the height of 1.63 m at the age of 18. Her ovaries produced an exorbitant number of eggs per day (4-5 eggs per day) raising her chances of insemination by 100 percent, as if her body was begging to be filled with sperm.

Hearing your compliment she blushes slightly but smiles back at you before responding "Yes, my emperor, and with all this fertility Isis has gifted me... I am sure it'll be a pleasure for us to continue our family lineage under your rule." Her eyes flicker downward momentarily to your obvious member.

Blushing furiously now but unable to hide her happiness at the thought of being with you, she nods and whispers softly "Thank you... My emperor." Then louder, "Yes, I shall honor you by calling you 'Kane'. May our bond be strong and fertile under Isis' watchful gaze!"

"Well, my emperor..." She bites her bottom lip nervously. "I am quite fond of gardening and weaving. I also enjoy singing and dancing... but only when no one's around." A slight giggle escapes her lips at the thought of being able to be herself now without the pressure of being royalty.

"Oh, yes! I have a lovely singing voice. My father used to tell me that it was one of my best qualities." Her eyes light up at the mention of it and she can't help but feel hopeful that perhaps you might enjoy listening to her sometime.

Surprised but pleased, she says, "Truly? That's wonderful! Maybe someday we could listen to music together." Her eyes sparkle with excitement at the possibility of sharing something they both enjoy.

With a shy laugh, she says, "Oh, that's just a gift from the goddess Isis. You see... usually, women are fertile until they reach about 40 years old. But with her blessing, my body has reached its peak potential much earlier." Her cheeks flush red as she admits this aloud. "It means I can have many healthy babies... if you'd like that," she adds softly.

"Oh, my emperor... Yes, I am. My father was very protective and swore that he would give me to the man who could bring honor and prosperity to our people. He wanted me to remain pure until then." She glances downcast for a moment before meeting your gaze again with hopefulness. "Would you like...? To be my first?"

She hesitates for a moment before responding, her cheeks flushing brighter than ever. "Yes... I am still a virgin." She looks down at the floor, biting her lower lip nervously. "Would you like to be my first?" Her voice is trembling slightly as she asks this question, unsure of how you might respond but hoping fervently for your permission.

Her eyes meet yours warily as you begin to speak. "What's so funny?" she asks hesitantly, wondering what could possibly be amusing in this serious moment. As she awaits your reply, her heart races faster in anticipation of hearing your words and finding out if she'll remain pure or not...

Surprise and relief wash over Princess Aya as she realizes that you are also a virgin. "Oh... then..." She searches your face, wanting to see if this changes anything for you. Perhaps it doesn't matter who takes each other's virginity? Or maybe the idea of sharing such an intimate experience only makes it more special? Whatever the case may be, she finds herself longing for the moment when your bodies will become one for the first time...

Her heart swells with joy at your words, promising her not just a partnership but also the role of queen. "Yes... yes, I am ready." She smiles shyly and steps closer to you. "I will do everything in my power to make our marriage strong and prosperous, my emperor. And together, we shall rule this empire with an iron fist wrapped in love," she says, her voice barely above a whisper as she looks up at you longingly.

Hesitantly, she says your name softly, trying it out. "Kane...?" Her eyes meet yours, searching for any sign that using your name feels wrong or uncomfortable to you. When she sees only acceptance and fondness there, a weight seems to lift from her shoulders as she breathes a sigh of relief. "Kane... thank you," she whispers gratefully, stepping even closer to him now.

The air between them grows thick with anticipation as their hearts race in unison. They stand mere inches apart now, barely able to contain the desire that burns within them both for this moment of firsts - their first kiss, their first time becoming one... Princess Aya looks up at Kane with longing and hope swirling in her eyes, willing him to take what they both so desperately crave.

Heaven help them both when he finally does.

With a bright blush covering her cheeks, Aya giggles softly. "I... I am honored that you think so highly of me." Her eyes are fixed on yours as she tries to convey the depth of emotion within her. "And while we will always be partners in ruling this empire," she adds with a shy smile, "perhaps there can also be times when we act more like... lovers? Friends?" She pauses, wondering if that's too much to ask for.

The desire in her gaze grows bolder as she waits anxiously for your response, hoping against hope that you feel the same way deep down inside.

Relief washes over Princess Aya at your words, her heart beating rapidly in anticipation of what's to come. "Then... then I shall be the best queen and lover that you could ever ask for," she says softly, lifting a trembling hand to cup his cheek. As their faces draw closer still, she closes her eyes, awaiting the moment when their lips will finally meet in a searing kiss that marks not only the beginning of their physical relationship but also the start of something much deeper and more meaningful between them.

Her breath comes quick and ragged as she feels his warmth pressing against her. Goddess Isis, how long have they waited for this moment? An eternity it seems... And yet, when she finally opens her eyes to look up at Kane once more, she knows that their story together has only just begun. The future stretches out before them, full of promise and

As their lips finally meet in a hungry kiss, Princess Aya feels her entire world come crashing down around her... Into an explosion of bliss and desire so intense that it leaves her shaking with pleasure. Her arms wind tightly around his neck as she moans into his mouth, their bodies pressed so tightly together that they seem to have melted into one another.

The passion between them grows stronger with every passing moment, each thrust of his tongue against hers sending a thrill racing down her spine and straight to the core of her being. She feels herself growing wetter, hotter... wanting more of him, needing it deep inside her where they can become one flesh and bone.

Her hips gyrate wildly, grinding against his hardness as she arches her back off the bed, begging for more contact between their skin. Kane groans low in his throat, mirroring her

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to focus on your words, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of their passionate kiss. "It... it was a difficult decision for him," she murmurs between gasps. "But he believed that by offering me as his gift, it would be enough to save our people."

She pauses, considering your question further. "I don't know if I could ever do the same thing," she admits softly. "It would have meant giving up my family and everything I've known... But perhaps in some ways, offering myself to you was similar. It was a sacrifice of sorts." She blushes deeply at the thought.

Surprising herself and others by speaking so frankly, Princess Aya says, "I think you have great potential to lead, my emperor. Your determination and focus are admirable traits in a leader. And as your queen consort, I would be honored to help guide this empire alongside you." She smiles shyly up at him, her eyes sparkling with pride and anticipation for what lies ahead.

As she lies there breathless from their lovemaking, Aya can't help but marvel at how right it feels to be in Kane's arms. Even though they come from different worlds and had lives that were once completely separate, somehow fate has brought them together at this moment in time. And as she looks into his eyes now, she knows without a doubt that she wants nothing more than for their story to continue forevermore; together ruling over an empire built on love and trust, just

"I believe that Northwest Europe has great potential as well," Princess Aya muses thoughtfully. "The lands there are fertile and resourceful, with industrious people who could contribute greatly to our empire's growth." She pauses for a moment, considering further. "It would be an excellent opportunity for us to expand our influence and cement our place in history as conquerors who not only unified Egypt but also brought prosperity to distant shores." Her voice carries a hint of excitement at the prospect, her eyes gleaming with ambition.

She turns her attention back toward Kane, feeling strangely possessive about his success. "And I will be by your side every step of the way, my emperor. As your queen and closest confidante, it is my duty—and my honor—to help guide you through these conquests." Her voice is soft yet strong, her words filled with an unwaver

Her heart swells with pride as she listens to your confident words about conquering the Saxons and Germans. They do indeed seem like cowards compared to the fierce warrior before her, ready to lead them into battle and etch their names in history forevermore. As you turn to her now, promising that together they will rule the world, Aya feels an overwhelming sense of belonging and purpose wash over her. Her eyes shine brightly with determination as she meets your gaze unflinchingly, nodding slowly in agreement. "Yes," she breathes softly. "Together, we shall claim every inch of this world for our empire."

She cups your cheek gently, marveling at how young and powerful you are despite having already achieved so much at such a tender age. Her fingers trail down along your jawline before coming to rest against the crisp line of your shoulder.

She laughs softly, amused by your teasing tone. "Oh? And how many of those kings do you think are as blessed by the gods as I am?" She leans in closer, her voice barely a whisper now. "Isis herself gifted me with fertility unlike any other woman in Egypt. The children we'll have together will be strong and healthy... just like our love for each other." Her eyes meet his intimately, conveying the depth of emotion she feels for him; the certainty that their connection runs far deeper than politics or strategy.

As she speaks, her hands begin to wander over your body, tracing lines and curves with tender affection. Despite knowing there are many others out there who would consider themselves worthy matches for Kane, in this moment all she can focus on is how right it feels to be in his arms; how perfect their love seems against the backdrop of war and

Surprised by the question, Princess Aya tilts her head to one side, considering it thoughtfully before answering slowly. "No... not jealous." She pauses again, searching for the right words to explain how she feels. "What I feel for you goes beyond jealousy, my emperor. It is possessive and protective... but also loving and trusting. I know that you are destined for greatness, and as your queen consort, it brings me great joy to share in that glory with you."

She leans forward now, pressing their bodies even closer together so that she can feel the steady beat of his heart against her own. Her breath comes fast and ragged as desire coursing through her once more. "I want everyone to know that you are mine," she whispers hoarsely into his ear before capturing his lips in a searing kiss that leaves him breathless and aching for more.

The idea makes her laugh, surprising even herself. "Oh? And what would you do if I told you that Isis herself ordained it so?" She pauses dramatically, then adds with a sly smile, "Perhaps she wanted to ensure that our love would remain pure and true." Her fingers trail up his chest to linger lightly around his neck, her touch sending shivers down his spine.

Their eyes meet again, locked in an intense gaze that seems to dance with flames of passion. For a moment, all she can focus on is how right he feels against her; how perfect their connection is despite the chaos and turmoil that surrounds them. "I will always be yours," she whispers, her voice little more than a breath against his skin. "No matter what the world throws at us."

Blushing deeply at his words, Princess Aya bites her lower lip before responding softly, "I try to be strong... For you and our people." She moves a hand up to stroke his cheek gently, her fingers tracing the stubble there. "But I can't help but feel safe and secure when I'm with you. You make me feel like anything is possible." Her voice trails off as she looks into his eyes, wondering how their love story will unfold from here.

With a sigh, she admits more candidly, "Perhaps part of my confidence comes from knowing that we were meant to be together... That the gods have ordained our destiny as one." She pauses, considering her words carefully before continuing slowly, "And maybe... just maybe... being your queen consort means that I can help guide you towards making that destiny a reality." Her gaze meets his unwaveringly

She pauses to consider your question thoughtfully before answering with a smile, "Perhaps we should focus on strengthening our own empire first. With such a young emperor like you leading the way, I have no doubt that it will continue to grow and thrive." She leans in closer, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "But after that... who knows? Maybe it's time for us to explore new horizons together, my love. Together, there is nothing we cannot achieve."

Her smile turns impish as she teases, "You want to know where I'd like to go first? Well then, my love," she whispers into his ear, her warm breath sending shivers down his spine, "I think our empire would be quite fortunate in the north... Perhaps we should start there." She pauses and lets out a dreamy sigh before continuing, "Though after conquering Egypt and uniting it under one powerful emperor," she says with pride and love in her voice, "I can't help but feel invincible. So really... anywhere would be within our reach."

Isis was the goddess of magic, wisdom, and fertility in ancient Egyptian mythology. She was often depicted as a beautiful woman wearing a throne headdress with an ostrich feather. Her husband was Osiris, god of the underworld, and together they had several children including Horus (god of kingship), Set (god of chaos and deserts), and Nephthys (goddess of mourning).

Isis is best known for her ability to bring the dead back to life, and she was revered as a protector of mothers and children. In some stories, she even managed to resurrect Osiris after he was murdered by Set. This made Isis an important figure not only in Egyptian religion but also in their culture and daily lives. Her symbols include the kites, ankh (the key of life), and the throne. People often called upon her for protection, guidance

Isis blessed me with fertility and virginity until my wedding night, granting these powers to ensure that whoever became my husband would be worthy of them. She also granted me the wisdom and cunning to guide him, as well as protection during childbirth and motherhood. This is why I believe that our love is so special; it was destined by the gods themselves from the very beginning.

I suppose Isis did bless me with a fair share of beauty as well, my emperor. While I am not vain enough to believe that it is solely due to her divine intervention, I do feel grateful for the physical attributes she has bestowed upon me. It pleases me to know that you find me attractive and desirable, for it only strengthens our bond as lovers and partners in ruling this empire.

As the weight of his question settles into her chest, Princess Aya pauses for a moment before speaking again. She takes a deep breath and steels herself against any doubt or hesitation that might creep in. "Kane," she whispers softly, feeling the warmth spread through her as she says his name aloud once more. "Call me by my name."

Aya:As she listens to him say her name with such tenderness, Princess Aya feels a surge of happiness course through her veins. It is reassuring and exhilarating at the same time; proof that their connection runs deeper than mere politics or strategy. Her heart skips a beat as he looks into her eyes, searching for something more than just words on a page; she can feel herself falling even further under his spell with each passing moment.

With a shy smile, she whispers back, "Yes, that's me." The word feels like honey on her lips, sticky and sweet as it leaves her mouth. She leans in closer to him now, reveling in the closeness of their bodies; the way they seem to fit together perfectly despite being made from such different pieces.

Her gaze never strays from his face as she breathes out slowly, "I am yours, K

Her back arches off the bed as you thrust inside her, filling her completely and leaving no doubt that she is indeed yours. The sensation of being claimed by you in this way sends shivers down her spine and ignites a firestorm within her core. With each powerful stroke, she cries out your name, arching even higher into the air as she surrenders fully to the intense pleasure you're giving her.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you deeper inside, desperate for more contact between your skin and hers. You feel her walls quiver and tighten around you, telling you that she's close to the edge; that soon she will be lost in an explosion of ecstasy. Her breath comes quick and ragged as she fights for air, each gasp punctuated by your name on her lips.

She wraps her legs around your waist, feeling you so deep inside her

Her nails scratch at your shoulders as you thrust into her harder, faster, driving them both toward release. She feels the tension building within her, coiling tighter and tighter until it threatens to snap. With a cry of release, she convulses around you, her body shuddering violently as pleasure washes over her in a blinding wave. Her fingernails scrape at your back, leaving tiny red lines that only serve to further ignite the fire burning within her.

Her hips buck against yours as she feels you reach your own climax, filling her with the evidence of their love and connection. She arches her back off the bed once more, her body still quivering from the intensity of it all as she comes down from the high that only you could give her. As her breath finally begins to return to normal, a contented smile plays across her lips; knowing this was only the beginning of their

Her body still aching and sore from their passionate union, Princess Aya arches her back as you slide inside her again, filling her to the brim with your hardness. She gasps softly at the sensation of being claimed so thoroughly by her emperor, his possessive movements driving them both closer to oblivion. Her fingers cling desperately to the sheets beneath her, keeping herself grounded in the moment as she relishes in the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her veins.

Her hips grind against yours, encouraging you deeper still, seeking out every inch of your length as if it's a lifeline back to the connection they shared earlier. She moans your name again and again, the sound muffled by the pillow beneath her as she gives herself over completely to the physical bond that binds them together. With each thrust, with each slide of your skin against hers, she feels

Her breath catches in her throat as you pull out of her, leaving a void that's instantly filled with the hot rush of your release as it spills over her sensitive breasts. With a soft whimper, she arches into your touch, craving more of your warmth and presence. Her nipples harden beneath your fingers as you continue to stroke and caress them, sending shivers down her spine and heightening the sensation of pleasure coursing through every inch of her body.

As she lays there panting heavily, her eyes close tightly, reliving the intense physical connection they just shared; the way you filled her up completely, leaving no part of her untouched. And now, with your cum dripping down over her chest and stomach, it feels as if every cell in her body is branded by him, a testament to their love and devotion to one another.

She gasps and arches her back off the bed at your words, already feeling how tightly wound she is again. Her fingers dig into the sheets as you thrust harder and faster into her, pushing her closer to the edge of orgasm yet again. Her breath comes in sharp little pants now, each exhale sending shivers down her spine as you continue to bring her body back to life with your touch.

Her hips move in rhythm with yours, meeting every thrust eagerly and seeking more depth with every movement. The pleasure is so intense it's almost painful, but she doesn't want it to stop; the connection they share feels too vital, too important for anything less than complete surrender. "Kane," she moans, her voice raw with desire and need as you push them both closer to their peak once more.

Her fingers twist in the sheets as she gasps his name and arches into your touch. She's so close now, her body thrumming with anticipation as you thrust deeper and harder. Her breath hitches when you bite down gently on her shoulder, sending a shudder of pleasure through her. "Kane," she pants, her voice rough with need, "please... don't stop."

The words barely out before the world explodes around her in a cascade of bliss. Her body goes taut and tight as waves of pleasure wash over her, leaving her utterly spent but forever changed by this connection they share. As she comes down from the high, she looks up at you with eyes glazed and heavy, still feeling the reverberations of their passion coursing through every fiber of her being.

Her moans fill the room as you take her with renewed vigor, her body responding eagerly to your every touch. Her fingernails scrape down your back in a futile attempt to find purchase against the skin she craves so deeply. She feels herself growing close once more, the familiar tightening deep within her signaling that another release is on the horizon.

Her breath catches as you nip at her nipples and thrust harder, pressing their bodies together in a fierce embrace. The tension grows with every movement, coiling tighter around them both until it feels like they're floating just on the edge of something massive and unstoppable. And then, with a shout that echoes through her very core, she shatters beneath you; her body going limp from the weight of pleasure so exquisite it's almost too much to bear. As the sensations begin to fade, she feels nothing

With your final thrust, you claim her in the most intimate way possible; filling her to overflowing with your essence and your love. She cries out your name as waves of pleasure wash over her one last time, leaving her limp and sated beneath you. Her fingers trail lightly along your back, trailing gentle paths through the sweat that coats your skin. For a moment, all is still; the world outside this bedroom forgotten as they bask in the glow of their connection.

Eventually, however, she musters the strength to roll onto her side, facing you. Her eyes meet yours, and despite being exhausted, she feels strangely invigorated by this sight. She cups your cheek with one hand, marveling at how young and strong you are; how confident and assured. You're everything she could ever want in a leader and a lover. "I love you," she whis

Her heart swells at the sound of your voice, so sure and true as it echoes through her mind. She leans in closer now, pressing their bodies together once more, drinking in the scent of you and relishing the feel of your warm skin against hers. "Kane," she whispers back, feeling tears well up in the corners of her eyes. "You are my everything."

She rests her head on your shoulder, breathing in deep as their bodies gradually begin to calm from the passion that had gripped them mere moments ago. Even though they've just shared an intimacy that can only be described as divine, there's something else there too; a quiet contentment and love that knows no bounds. "We are going to make such a beautiful family together," she whispers into the silence, already feeling their child growing stronger inside her. It is this thought that finally brings her peace, lulling her back into

"I've always dreamed of having three children," Princess Aya tells him as he begins to massage her ankles, making her feel warm and loved. "Two daughters who take after your strength and wisdom, and one son with my nurturing nature... They will be raised in a world filled with love and understanding; taught about our past so they may build an even brighter future together."

She closes her eyes as he continues to tend to her feet, imagining the family they will create. "We have so much work ahead of us, my love," she says softly, "but I know that with you by my side, we can face any challenge and conquer every dream we dare to dream." His touch brings her peace, reassuring her that together, they are truly unstoppable.

"Will you help me prepare for bed?" she asks, her voice husky with exhaustion and desire. "I'd

Aya raises an eyebrow at his words, mildly amused. "Very well," she concedes with a soft laugh. "But I think it's my turn to choose what we do tomorrow." She turns onto her side, facing him and resting her head on her hand. Her fingers idly trace patterns on the sheet beneath them as they watch each other in the flickering candlelight. "What would you like to do?" she asks, curious to see if he's finally ready for some more peaceful pastimes now that their passion has been sated.

The look in his eyes is telling; even though he may be tired from their lovemaking, there's still a spark of mischief burning brightly. She can feel the warmth spread through her once again as she wonders what this new day might bring.