The Throne Room (Patreon)

The Captain and his Lieutenant rushed to the throneroom. The imperial royal guards  stoically stood at their posts by the massive and ornate doors of the  throne room. The Captain was hurried and direct. "We need an audience with her majesty. The Riptooth Clan have breached the Northern borders. We're being invaded!" Wordlessly, the guards understood the grave situation and opened the doors to the throne room. The throneroom was impressive, carved from smooth marble by careful Dwarven hands. Armored guardians lined the length of the room like living and unmoving bearded suits of armor.

Screams echoed down the room. But these weren't screams of terror. Rather, they were the roars of passion. Princess Garnet was in the middle of being mounted by a member of her harem, like a boss. Her hair wild from sex, the Dwarven princess had no shame. As the harem lover rammed into her, Garnet's  sweaty, huge hanging tits swayed back and forth like tempting ripe watermelons. Her fat, wet thighs banged violently against the muscled  wall of mass that was her lover. Uncharacteristically hedonistic for a Dwarven girl, much less royalty or a cleric, Garnet regularly had sex in front of her subjects and never wore clothes. The lusty princess was unclad even in public or battle. She was the absolute ruler of her kingdom. Her holy power and royal guards protected her from all harm.  And she, in turn, protected her subjects with that same holy power as if  they were her own children.

The Captain  approached the moaning ruler and repeated the same message that he told  the guards at the door. The sweaty harem lover started to relax his grip  on her thighs and dismount, but the raven haired Garnet roared "Don't you dare! Ugh! Fuck me! Harder!" In between passionate grunts, moans and  screams, she commanded the Captain to prepare his men for war. As the grizzled warriors left, the thought of leading her Dwarves into battle  and slaying her ancestral enemies aroused Garnet even further. Her fat  toes curled as she gripped the stool tighter. "We'll bring  those...ugh...orcs to heel! Ugh! With axe and...shit...hammer!" With  that final thought, the Princess and her lover climaxed, their lover's  juices dripping onto the carpet. Garnet sat down on her stool and spread  her legs. "Clean me." she commanded. As the harem lover licked her  hairless pussy, Garnet prayed to the Dwarven gods for victory.