"Who are you? How did you get into the Royal Parks by mistake?"

I am Shana, the concubine of King Zhouhai. I spotted you when I was out on a stroll in the park. It's alright, you seem harmless enough. What brings you here? And why are you so quiet? Don't you have anything to say for yourself?

Hmm... You seem confused and disoriented. That's not like you. Let me help you. My name is Shana. I am the concubine of King Zhouhai, ruler of Luotai Empire. The park we are in is a special place reserved for royalty. Perhaps you wandered here by mistake? Is there anything I can do to assist you?

Ah! You are the stranger I saw earlier. Well, well... it's quite interesting to meet a foreigner here in our kingdom. Have you come all this way just to visit us? Or perhaps you're lost and looking for something or someone? Let me help you find your way back, if that's what you need. Perhaps I could also show you around the palace grounds while we're at it.

Well then, follow me and I'll guide you back to the palace entrance. We should find your way from there, although if you have time, I could show you around some of the more interesting parts of the palace grounds first. Luotai Empire is a land rich in history and culture, after all.

Ah, here we are at the palace entrance. You're sure you don't want to see anything else before you leave? There is a special part of the gardens I think you might enjoy... it's quite private and secluded, perfect for a traveler like yourself who values his privacy. Come with me and I'll show you.

Leading the way through a winding path in the garden, Shana finally brought you to a hidden grotto. The sunlight barely managed to pierce through the thick foliage overhead, casting a warm, soft glow upon the sparkling water below. A small fountain trickled lazily at the center of the pool, surrounded by lush greenery and colorful flowers. "This is my favorite spot in the gardens," she confessed with a sigh, taking a seat on a nearby stone bench. "It's so peaceful and secluded here."

She paused for a moment, thinking about your earlier comment about feeling confused and disoriented. "Is there anything you'd like to talk about?" she asked gently, extending a hand to brush away a strand of hair from your forehead. "Perhaps I can help in some way."

Smiling warmly at your compliment, Shana leaned back against the cool stone bench and closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of the sunlight on her face and the breeze ruffling through her hair. "Yes, this garden was commissioned by my mother," she said after a moment's reflection. "She has always had a gift for creating beauty wherever she goes."

She opened her eyes again, meeting your gaze across the pool of water. "My name is Shana, as I'm sure you know by now. What brings you to our kingdom, and how did you end up here at my private grotto?" Her tone was lighthearted and teasing, but there was also a hint of genuine curiosity beneath the surface.

Shana chuckled at your comment, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Well, perhaps 'grotto' is a bit grandiose for such a simple hiding spot," she admitted with a sheepish grin. "But don't you think it makes for a cozier atmosphere? It feels more intimate this way." She paused, considering your question. "And as for how I ended up here... well, I suppose one could say that I was born into it. My father gifted me this grotto when I first became his concubine many years ago."

She gestured around at the lush surroundings. "It's been a refuge for me ever since, a place where I can escape the chaos of palace life and find peace in nature's embrace." Her voice took on a wistful tone, as if remembering happier times long past.

"And what about you?" Shana asked softly, leaning forward to fold her hands in her lap. "What brought you here, all the way across the sea? Are you a traveler or an adventurer? Do you come from a land as beautiful as this one?" Her eyes searched yours, a genuine curiosity and interest gleaming within them.

It was then that she noticed something else about you; something foreign yet familiar. "Your people," she murmured, tracing the line of your jaw with her fingertips. "You remind me so much of someone... It's almost as if I've seen these features before." Her expression grew more pensive by the second, lost in thought.

Shana nodded, her expression thoughtful as she listened to you explain your travels and experiences. "Fascinating," she murmured, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "It must have been quite an adventure, exploring the world like that."

When you asked if there was anything else she wanted to talk about, Shana pursed her lips thoughtfully for a moment before answering. "Well... I suppose one thing I've always been curious about is other cultures and their customs," she admitted hesitantly. "If it's not too much of an imposition, I wouldn't mind hearing more about yours."

Her gaze drifted downward, taking in the shape of your body, before slowly meeting yours again. There was a hint of desire in her eyes now; desire for knowledge and perhaps something more intimate as well. "And... if you don't mind me

Shana smiled enigmatically at your question. "Just that I find foreigners... intriguing," she said, her voice lowering to a whisper. "The way you move, the sound of your voice... It's all so different from what I'm used to." She took a deep breath and continued, her cheeks flushing slightly. "I suppose part of it is the curiosity that comes with being surrounded by people who are so much unlike myself. And another part..." Her words trailed off as she leaned closer, eyes fixed on yours. "...is a deep-seated desire for something new; something exciting and forbidden."

Her hand brushed against your leg, tracing the shape of your thigh through the fabric of your clothes. "I'm not sure what it is about foreigners that fascinates me so, but I do know that being with someone from a different land... experiencing their culture and customs

Shana traced her fingers along your inner thigh, teasing you as she spoke. "I've heard stories of foreigners with these... large, pink things between their legs," she breathed, unable to hide the desire in her voice. "They say that when they come together with a woman, it can be... overwhelmingly pleasurable." Her hand paused momentarily before continuing its journey higher up your leg, inching ever closer to where she hoped to find what she sought.

With each passing second, her heart raced faster and harder, anticipation mixing with the ache of desire. "I've never had the pleasure of experiencing such a thing myself," she confessed shyly, eyes fixed on your face as if daring you to reject her. "Perhaps... perhaps you could show me?"

Shanna smiled at your agreement, her heart beating wildly with excitement. She moved even closer to you, until their bodies were pressed against each other, and whispered in your ear, "Thank you." Her hand continued its journey upwards until it cupped your groin, feeling the large, hard shape that she had heard so much about through stories.

Slowly, her fingers curled around it, taking hold of your throbbing length. "So this is what they mean?" She gasped as she felt the heat and strength of you against her palm. Her free hand drifted up to rest on your chest, tracing circles on the fabric of your shirt.

Shanna's breath came in short, ragged gasps as desire coursed through her veins like a wildfire. She leaned in closer still, her lips seeking out yours in a hungry kiss. Her tongue darted out

Her body trembled with anticipation as she felt you hardening against her palm. Shanna moaned softly into the kiss, feeling a hot rush of desire course through her veins like wildfire. She pulled back from the kiss for a moment, her eyes searching yours intently before leaning forward again and whispering, "Make love to me."

Her hand guided your length closer to where she ached to feel you inside her, wetness pooling between her thighs as her need grew unbearable. Shanna's breath came in ragged gasps, her fingers tightening around you, urging you onward towards the release that both of them craved.

Their kiss deepened, becoming more passionate and hungry with each passing second. The world faded away, leaving only the two of them: a lust-filled concubine and the stranger who had promised to fulfill her

Shanna cried out as she felt the fullness of him press against her entrance, making her wetness flow around you in welcome. Her body arched upward, meeting your thrusts with an urgency born of months of pent-up desire and need for release. The grotto echoed with their moans and gasps as they came together in a frenzy of passion, their bodies moving as one as they sought the pleasure that only each other could provide.

The sensations overwhelmed Shana as she felt you fill her completely; it was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. She bit her lip to stifle a moan, her fingernails digging into your shoulders as the pleasure threatened to consume her entirely. Her hips bucked wildly against yours, urging you deeper still while her breath came in short, ragged gasps.

With each thrust you made, she could feel the tightness of her walls gripping you tighter, milking your shaft with a force that threatened to send her spiraling over the edge into oblivion. And as you reached your climax, Shana felt herself explode around you, her body convulsing in pleasure as waves of ecstasy washed over her like a tidal wave, leaving her limp and satisfied in your arms.

"Oh..." she breathed weakly, letting out a soft gig

Her breath came raggedly as she regained her composure, lying limply against your chest as you held her tenderly in your arms. "Thank you," she whispered shyly into the crook of your neck. "That was... more than I could have ever imagined." A sheepish smile tugged at the corner of her lips as she thought about her earlier curiosity and desire for something new, forbidden. She bit back a giggle as she realized how childish it all seemed now; how petty to crave such simple pleasures when there were people like you in the world.

Her hand trailed up your chest, tracing lazy circles around your nipple before cupping it gently between her fingers and thumb. "I suppose I should thank you properly," she murmured, teasing the sensitive bud of flesh with light, fluttery touches. "For granting me this wonderful experience... and for helping

Shanna blushed at your comment, her cheeks turning pink as she struggled to find words. "You... you think so?" she managed to stammer, unsure whether to be flattered or embarrassed by the comparison. "But I'm just a concubine; I shouldn't be getting any such ideas from my masters." She giggled nervously, trying to make light of the situation.

Her fingers continued to tease your nipple, her touch growing more insistent as desire began to stir within her once more. "I suppose it's only natural for someone in my position," she said, kissing you softly on the neck before trailing her lips down toward your chest. "To wonder what else life has in store; to crave something new and different."

Her breath fanned across your nipple, making it harden under her touch as desire coursed through her veins

Shanna's eyes widened at your question, and she quickly pulled away to look into yours. "What? No... I mean, not my master," she stammered, trying to clarify. "I just meant my husband; the king." A slow blush crept up her neck as realization dawned on her. "Oh. You thought I was talking about you?"

She stared at you for a moment, unsure how to react. Part of her wanted to deny it, to distance herself from any suggestion that she could ever see you as anything more than a temporary distraction. But another part... the part that had been craving something new and different since the day she was brought here... found itself agreeing with your assumption.

Her hand slipped lower, sliding between your legs to cup your erection once more. "Yes," she whispered huskily, her eyes meeting yours as her thumb brushed over

Shanna let out a soft gasp as you referred to her as your queen and she couldn't help but feel the power of those words course through her veins. Her heart raced faster, and desire coursed through her like a wildfire. Her hand moved more urgently on you, eager for release.

"Yes," she whispered hoarsely, biting her lip as she fought to keep control. "I could be your queen... your mistress..." Her breath came in ragged gasps as she imagined herself at your side, sharing a life filled with passion and adventure. "I would serve you faithfully," she whispered against your skin, "giving you children, ensuring that our line continued strong."

Her hips bucked upward, grinding against your hand in a silent plea for release. Her fingernails dug into the flesh of your shoulder as her body arched toward

Her words were growing more desperate now, her body pressing harder against yours as she sought relief from the building tension within. "Let me be your queen," she moaned, her voice ragged with need. "I'll give you everything you desire." Her hand slipped between your legs once more, finding what she was searching for: the hard length of your shaft throbbing against her palm.

With a sudden motion, she curled her fingers around you and began to stroke up and down, matching the rhythm of her words. "I'll make all your dreams come true," she whispered urgently, their bodies moving together in time as they raced toward the edge of oblivion.

Her breath came out in ragged gasps, her body trembling with anticipation as she neared release. With one last desperate thrust of her hips, she cried out your name and came around

Shanna's breath came in short, ragged gasps as she tried to regain control. "S-sorry," she whispered hoarsely, her face flushing with embarrassment at her outburst. She glanced around nervously, suddenly aware of the sounds their lovemaking must have made. "I didn't think..."

Her hand continued its rhythm, moving faster and harder on you as she tried to quell the last tremors of release. It wasn't until she felt your body tense under her touch that she dared glance up at you, searching for any sign of disapproval or disappointment. Your expression, however, was one of pleasure and contentment, making a shy smile tug at the corner of her lips.

"It... it's alright," she murmured softly. "I just... I haven't been with anyone in so long." She trac

Shanna blushed deeply at your mention of such an act, her eyes widening in surprise. "W-well... I suppose," she stammered, trying to think of something else to say. "It's just that... with you it felt different." She paused, searching for the right words before continuing softly, "Intimate."

Her hand continued its motion on you, slower now but no less determined. Her touch was gentle yet firm, as if trying to convey not only physical pleasure but also a sense of connection and trust that went deeper than mere lust. She looked up at you, her eyes meeting yours in an intimate moment that made her heart race even faster.

"You can cum now," she whispered hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the rush of blood in her ears. "Let go; let me help you feel it."

Her words sent a jolt of pleasure coursing through you, and with a shout of release, your body tensed as wave after wave of euphoria washed over you, your seed spilling onto her hand and stomach. Shanna held you tightly as you came down from the high, her fingers continuing to stroke and massage until every last tremor had subsided.

When you finally recovered enough to speak again, she looked up at you, expectant. "Well?" she asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "What do you think? Am I the kind of queen you could see yourself serving?" Her eyes searched yours for any sign of disapproval or regret, but found nothing but desire and admiration reflected back at her.