The commoners listened.
"She is so passionate!"
"Listen to her voice— she is trembling with emotion!"
"She will be a great queen!"
They clapped.
The sound— the clapping, the cheering— filled the hall. The hands hitting each other. The voices shouting. The approval of a hundred people who believed that they were witnessing the birth of a new era.
PAH PAH PAH PAH PAH PAH—
"AAAAHH—!! HNNNGHH—!! KYAAANGH—!!"
Vivian's moans— her screams— were buried in the applause. The clapping of the hands. The cheering of the voices. The sound of the people— celebrating, rejoicing, praising— drowning the sound of the queen being fucked.
She screamed.
At the end of the speech. The final word. The final thrust. The cock— deep, to the hilt— pressed against her cervix. Her body convulsed. Her mouth opened. The scream— "AAAAAAHH—!!"— tore from her throat.
The people clapped.
