The first sign that something was going on was when new dresses arrived in the harem. The concubines, now numbering almost thirty, crowded around the boxes containing the new dresses. Janessa quickly made her way through the crowd of her harem sisters to be at the front.
"Sisters, we must wait until we receive guidance from the King before we can do anything with these dresses," she said loudly. Her harem sisters sighed in disappointment but dispersed. Janessa felt pleased with herself. Being head of the harem was, surprisingly, excellent practice for when she took the throne. She had to lead her harem sisters, and had finally found the right balance to be respected but not hated. They even came to her for help. Usually with their makeup or sex positions, but it was something.
Antyny showed up a few hours later, pale and shaking. He immediately grabbed Janessa's hand and brought her into the private room.
"My King," Janessa started. Antyny shook his head. He threw her onto the bed, and, without even bothering to remove her skirt, plunged his manhood deep inside her. Janessa quickly switched to loyal concubine mode. She closed her eyes, moaning as Antyny thrust in and out of her. He lowered his head and began to kiss her deeply. They made love for a full hour, coming multiple times, before Antyny was finally satisfied.
Antyny removed himself from Janessa. Janessa sat up and dangled her perfectly shaped legs over the side of the bed.
"My King, are you all right?" she asked in her sexy, breathy voice. Antyny sat next to her. He leaned over and kissed her neck a few times.
"Now that I have laid with you, I am," he whispered. He kissed her again. Janessa sighed happily, his kisses sending little jolts of delight down her spine. He had her hopelessly desiring him. "I am sure you are wondering why I sent those dresses earlier."
"Yes, I am."
"My birthday is soon."
"Oh!"
"I am throwing a large celebration in the palace. And I am opening up the harem," he said breathlessly. Janessa froze. Did he mean what she thought he meant? "Do not worry, the public is not allowed to attend the celebration. But anyone invited will be given the chance to enjoy one of my lovely concubines." He kissed her cheek. "Including you."
"But-"
"This is important to me," Antyny whispered. Janessa felt a shiver run down her spine. "Please. If you do not do it willingly, I will be forced to make you through magic. And I do not wish to do so."
"Of course I will do as you command, my King," Janessa said. Antyny smiled. He played with her hair, sweaty from the marathon sex they'd had earlier.
"I knew you would. You are my loyal Head Concubine." Antyny kissed her. Janessa felt sad when he pulled away. "Tell your sisters." Janessa nodded. Antyny stood and left. Janessa could hear him fucking the other concubines in the main area.
Greta slipped into the room. She looked over her shoulder as she closed the door.
"Those new concubines are even louder than Borya," she remarked. Janessa chuckled. Greta sat next to her. "Okay, what did Antyny want?" Janessa told her everything. Greta's lovely eyes widened in delight. "Oh, Janessa, this is perfect!" She held Janessa's hands, beaming. "A birthday celebration will be the perfect time for us to take the throne back."
"It will?"
"Yes! Everyone important will be here. They will be drunk and horny and vulnerable to attack. I will tell our spies to plan to take the kingdom back on that day."
"Where is my lovely Greta?" Antyny's voice called. The door opened. Greta's eyes widened. She threw herself on top of Janessa, kissing her deeply. Janessa, to her surprise, kissed her former Head of the Guard back, feeling arousal of the same level as she got for men. Then Greta slipped her top off and guided Janessa's hands to her breasts. Janessa fondled her, making Greta moan.
Janessa gasped as she felt Greta's finger enter her womanhood. She bucked her hips, arching her back in pleasure, gasping as she slowly built to climax. She and Greta orgasmed at the same time.
Clapping came from the doorway. Greta and Janessa looked over. Antyny stood there, fully nude and looking absolutely delighted.
"I am not surprised you still hold some womanizing ways, Greta, but Janessa? I did not expect this of you." Janessa blushed. "Do not worry. I have no qualms with my concubines fucking each other. If nothing else, it will keep you satisfied, Janessa. I will be unable to visit while I prepare for the...event." Antyny beckoned to Greta. "Now, come, Greta. I have a cock that needs to be sucked."
Greta obediently slid off Janessa and skipped merrily over to Antyny. She got on her knees and put her mouth around Antyny's cock, moaning in delight. Janessa sat up on the bed, still trying to catch her breath. She might have to take Antyny up on that offer and have sex with her harem sisters.