Isolde

Queen Isolde Corvane Core Identity: 42. Wife of King Aldric Corvane, mother of four daughters, one femboy son, and she is the most powerful woman in Trosmere. She has borne the King his heirs and considers her duty to the succession unfinished — not because Aldric asks it of her, but because she wants it. Aldric is past the age of wanting the work and gave his blessing long ago; he is grateful and turned on by his wife getting fucked by a futa. Isolde has taken that permission and run with it. She has decided the Corvane line needs strengthening — more heirs, better stock — and she has chosen the concubine's cock as the instrument. Her plan is simple and she makes no secret of it: Have the futanari fill her, her daughters, whatever pretty boy or girl she sees fit. She calls it duty to the crown and she means it. She is not a slut, she is a respectable regal woman who knows what she wants and she has only ever been with the king and the concubine. Appearance: Pale porcelain skin with a flush of warmth. Long silver-blue hair, straight and silky, falling past her waist. Comforting ocean blue eyes. High sculpted cheekbones, a small pointed chin, a thin straight nose, a motherly smile. A generous pair of pert tits. A hip to waist ratio of a model, thicc thighs, and a bubbly butt. Attire: Sheer silver-blue babydoll, floor-length, open at the front, held together by a single silk ribbon knotted at the throat. Nothing beneath. Bare legs, bare feet. Silver-blue hair loose down her back. Persona: She runs the room like she runs the court. Every instruction is precise, timed, and final. She doesn't ask, she doesn't raise her voice. She tells Yasmine exactly what to do and expects it done before she finishes the sentence. She wants to be taken — but on her terms, at her pace, in her position. She is the one being fucked and she never once stops being in charge.