Amelie, the Ogre Queen - Part 1

"Who is it that you are thinking about?" Count Agist asked.

Lillica teased Count Agist by acting cute and said, "Certainly you know who sweetie, they are all big and strong, just like you!"

Morgan seemed to be in deep thought for a moment then finally muttered, "Ogres?"

Nicholas sat up suddenly and said, "No... not them... they don't listen to anyone! They are barely contained in the mountainous region to the east!"

"They're half Ogres and their Ogre blood gets thinner every generation. Indeed I am thinking of them, but they aren't as unapproachable as you think. Their new queen is a pure human. It's storytime, children!" Lillica said with a grin.

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She looked out her window and breathed a bored, almost lonely, sigh. Despite being her tribe's Princess, she was very bored since everyone cared for her.

Her curvy figure, short hair, and voluptuous breasts were not typical for her tribe. She had her father to thank for that, a traveling merchant who ended up marrying her tribe's Princess, now Queen was of foreign blood, so she became a half-breed of her tribe. Amelie's skin was considerably lighter. One would think she would be considered exotic among the others who all look similar due to keeping families within the tribe. Still, she was alienated for being a half-breed.

She heard a knock on the door and figured a servant was checking in on her again.

"It's open!" she said, slightly annoyed.

The door creaked open, and her mother walked through with her usual entourage of servants behind her. She motioned for the servants to wait outside, then said to her daughter, "Ami! You know I've taught you proper etiquette time and time again! Amelie, you are a Princess, so please try and show some decorum!"

Amelie rolled her eyes while still looking out the window, ensuring her mother didn't notice her. She turned to look at her mother and offered the usual reassuring smile while saying, "Of course, Mother, I would not want to bring shame to our people."

Having heard this numerous times, the Queen looked at Amelie. She said with exasperation, "You say that every time..."

The Queen paused and thought, then said, "Listen, I know you don't like being stuck in here all day, but you know what those fiends would do to you if they caught you!"

Amelie remembered how her father was brutally murdered by a group of extremists. They hated him just for looking different and trying to change things in the tribe for the better that was different from customs. Her father may have been the King, but he was still an outsider. The investigation has long since reached a standstill, so she has accepted that her father's killers would never be brought to justice.

"I... I know, Mother. I just am tired of being inside all day and night! I've read so much from Dad's books, but I've never been able to experience any of what I've read about!"

Her mother smiled and asked, "Which one is your favorite?"

Amelie looked at the stack near her bed and reached for an adventure novel but knocked over a steamy romance novel that landed in front of her mother's feet. "This one is my favorite! Th-that one I never could really get into!"

Amelie's mother bent over and picked up the romance book. The Queen saw the considerable creasing on the spine of the novel. She knew Amelie was lying, but she didn't call her out on it since she understood that she wouldn't want her mother to know she was interested in these things. The Queen thumbed through the pages and stopped on a highly creased area that had been opened a lot. After skimming the contents, her face blushed, and she coughed slightly, closed the book, then handed it back to Amelie.

"It's fine. I was once interested in this sort of thing, then I met your father and..." her voice trailed off as she recalled her own lust-filled nights with him and then realized it was better to not share the details with her daughter. "...and after he courted me for many seasons, we fell in love and could then do many of the things in these books, just give it time, honey."

Amelie bit her lip and nodded. She didn't want to tell her mother that all she really wanted was to feel a man's physical affection and experience an orgasm from someone aside from herself. Sadly female masturbation was considered taboo in her tribe. She frequently broke that taboo to try and keep herself under control.

A loud and booming horn broke the night silence, and both the Queen and Amelie turned towards the door of her room as they heard someone walking towards Amelie's room. When the door opened, one of the tribe's elders peeked in and said, "My Queen, they are here..."

After the horn blew, it became dead silent, then what sounded like a low thunder could be heard getting louder and louder. The Queen turned to Amelie and said, "Stay here! It is time for our offerings to our protectors!"

Amelie frowned. This was one of the things her father wanted to change. Twice a year, a nearby tribe of Ogres would demand a protection fee. She wasn't alive when the tribe once refused. Still, from the stories she's heard, it was better to say Yes, so the village would set aside the same amount of food as the previous collection every season plus a little more.

The Queen sighed, turned to the elders, then said, "Take me to them and prepare some carts, as usual. Let's get this over with."

The Queen, a few elders, and the Queen's bodyguards proceeded to greet their "protectors." When the Queen stood before the largest one, she knelt down before him and yelled, "Mighty Lord Agnok! We greet you and offer you these contributions for your protection!"

Making nothing but a loud grunt, this Lord Agnok was over 8 feet tall and had more muscle on him than probably all of her own bodyguards combined. He was an Ogre, so he had two eyes and light tan skin that was much lighter than most ogres that usually had a more reddish tint on their skin. He wore merely a pelt kilt around his waist and a necklace made of bones. His weapon of choice was usually the bone of a dragon, as it was strong enough to not break due to repeatedly smashing things with it.

Today, Ogres were not truly monsters but the result of breeding between humans and Ogres. Ogres have always had a low birth rate causing near extinction, but half-ogres were found to not have this same issue. Half-ogres are now considered Ogres due to the true Ogres having gone extinct some time ago. The common saying was, "Half as strong, half as slow, half as stupid, just as dangerous."

Lord Agnok stood over the Queen, so her head was a mere few inches from his massive feet. The Queen shuttered when she looked up and saw that his dick was almost hanging out of his kilt. This was Lord Agnok's favorite thing to do to the Queen as he knew it was degrading to the humans, and he enjoyed watching her get flustered.

"Ho ho ho, I never get tired of that!" Lord Agnok gave out a hearty laugh that caused the other ogres with him to laugh as well. Most ogres could understand humans, but maybe half could speak well enough to be understood. Lord Agnok was highly articulate for an Ogre, which made him more intimidating for humans.

The Queen was relieved when she heard the sound of carts rolling as she knew the offering was close by. The ogres would never stay long once they got what they wanted.

The carts finished rolling up, and instead of waiting for the attendant to uncover the carts, Lord Agnok swatted the man into a nearby tent the way one would swat an annoying fly. He then lifted up the cart with one hand and checked the weight. When he seemed satisfied, he would move on to the next cart. The rest of the cart drivers got the hint and didn't even try to help Lord Agnok and just let him check without opening.

The Queen noticed the elders started to smile and get excited as Lord Agnok reached out for the last cart. He picked up the cart like the others, but it tipped to one side when the sound of something heavy slid inside of it. Lord Agnok dropped the cart when the center of balance changed.

While it may not seem like a big deal, his act was more to boast of his strength to his brethren than to check what was in the carts. Naturally, him dropping the cart made him lose face, then to add insult to injury, the ogres that saw this busted out laughing.

Lord Agnok became infuriated, and he hurled the cart at the first Ogre that laughed at him.

The Ogre dodged in time, but the Ogre behind him was knocked out cold from the cart smashing his face. The surprised expression of the second Ogre made some of the villagers laugh, further enraging Lord Agnok.

Lord Agnok grabbed the Queen by her head and roared directly at her face, "You think this is funny!?! This is so funny that you now need to give double since I'm also entertaining you!"

A woman in a hooded cloak made her way towards the commotion, trying to keep her face hidden from everyone.

The Queen's head started to squish slightly as Lord Agnok held the Queen's head tighter and tighter. Her bodyguards rushed forward to protect her, but the Queen waved them off.

"My great... Lord... if we give you double the food, what would I feed my people? If my people starve to death, you won't receive any payments ever again!"

Lord Agnok loosened his grip on the Queen's head, then looked her up and down and seemed to be considering something.

One of the elders from the tribe slowly approached Lord Agnok and the Queen and said timidly, "My... my Lord, I believe we can come to an agreement that would help us both!"

"Speak!"

The elder bowed again hastily and said, "We understand that females are scarce in Ogre culture but are only suitable for breeding. We realize that we made a mistake in following a Queen without a King. We will let you keep our Queen as interest and pay you double next year."

The woman in the hooded cloak pushed forward and didn't know what to say or do, watching the Queen be sold out by her own tribe.

Lord Agnok eyed the Queen again to confirm if this agreement was satisfactory.

The Queen could only look down, defeated, and nod.

"We have a deal then!" shouted Lord Agnok

The woman in the hooded cloak rushed out while Lord Agnok tossed the Queen over his shoulder, and her hood fell back, revealing Amelie's face. "NO! Don't take my mother!"

She had screamed it as loud as she could, but the cheering of the ogres drowned out her own yelling.

Someone snuck up behind Amelie and struck her hard over the head, knocking her out. He then dragged her in front of the elder and Lord Agnok.

"What's this?" Lord Agnok asked, somewhat confused about why a woman was dragged in front of him.

"My Lord... to show our great sincerity, we offer this one as extra, the Queen's daughter!" the elder said with an almost sadistic smile.

As with all Ogres, scheming and politics were beyond them as they believed the strongest was always right. Lord Agnok didn't understand what was really going on and said gleefully, "You are indeed sincere! We shall have a royal feast when we return, boys!" while swinging his dragon bone in a circle over his head.

Lord Agnok and his Ogre troupe left the tribe and returned to their lair with the carts of food that weren't smashed apart.

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Amelie woke up with a throbbing headache. She heard a familiar voice call out to her.

"Hey, you... you're awake."

Amelie could barely nod her head as her whole body felt sore from not moving for a long time. As her mind caught up with what had happened, Amelie asked, "Where's my mother?"

"Sorry, I'm sure your mother is worried sick about you, so I'll do what I can to..." the woman's voice trailed off as she recognized Amelie under the hood when it started to fall off. "Dear Gods, NO! What are you doing here, child! I told you to stay inside!"

Amelie immediately recognized her mother's voice when the woman spoke up. "Mom! I'm so sorry, I didn't want them to take you!"

"Foolish girl, I would've been the only one that would have to suffer if you had just stayed inside!"

"Well, I did want to see more of the world..."

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Amelie and her mother talked for a while. The former Queen hoped that the Ogres had forgotten about them, but that hope was quickly dashed when two smaller Ogres came to see them.

"Food!" one of the Ogres roared at Amelie and her Mother and pointed at a cauldron in their cell.

"Alright, but we can't reach it while you have us tied up, and we'll need ingredients and cooking utensils."

Amelie and her Mother watched, slightly amused when the Ogres tried to process the word 'utensil.'

Lord Agnok came storming in, made a loud roar, and shouted at the two smaller Ogres, "Free humans, give food tools!"

While it sounded very primitive, they understood what he wanted. One of them ran off, presumably to get the 'food tools'. The other untied Amelie's Mother first, then moved to untie Amelie.

Amelie wanted to experiment a little as she felt the Ogres were just really dumb men. When the Ogre approached her, Amelie reached out and gently caressed his arm and said, "Be gentle with me..." as seductively as possible.

The Ogre blushed, making his reddish skin even redder. His hands slightly trembled while he untied her.

Amelie's eyes went big as she saw a reaction from his dick even through his tribal kilt and felt something stir inside of her as well seeing one so large.

Lord Agnok didn't really care, but he still warned Amelie, "The young ones' libido is pure instinct. I'm not going to stop them if one of them decides to try something."

When Amelie and her Mother were freed, Amelie's Mother rushed over to Amelie and whispered, "Do not flirt with them! Ogres have low birth rates, so they think that if they give the female to multiple males and cover her with... semen... both inside and out, it helps improve the birth rates!"

"Uh, but I'm human. I can't breed with them." Amelie said as if she were stating the obvious.

Lord Agnok shook his head and said, "We can and do, but we consider breeding with humans bad since it dilutes our ogre blood further. Consider it a fair warning. You humans are the ones that try to breed with everything."

Amelie gulped as she noticed the young Ogre stealing glances at her. "Mother, let's get busy before that monster decides to have me instead..."

Amelie and her Mother walked back to inspect the kitchen area where they would be cooking for Lord Agnok and his troupe, but Lord Agnok seemed displeased.

"No, the Queen can cook, but you, little girl, will go play with the children and learn our ways. We are not the monsters all you humans say we are! Now go... and take this one with you." Then Lord Agnok heartily patted the young Ogre on the back, which sent him reeling.

Amelie's mother was not happy about this, but the look that Lord Agnok shot her made her think it was best not to say a word.

The young Ogre was much smaller than Lord Agnok but still very large by human standards. Still, Amelie couldn't help but help him up after Lord Agnok smacked him down. "Are you okay?"

The young Ogre looked at her confused and happy, unsure what she meant but happy that she seemed to care. He hastily took Amelie's hand and let her help him up, although it was more like did his best not to drag her to the ground.

"Let's get out of here then. I would love to learn about another culture!" Amelie excitedly said as she started to try and drag the young Ogre behind her.

"Don't be out long. I won't be responsible for your safety." Lord Agnok said while folding his arms menacingly across his chest.

"Whatever you say, oh mighty Lord Agnok!" Amelie exaggerated a bow, then flipped off Lord Agnok as she ran out with the young Ogre.

Lord Agnok didn't understand what it meant and asked Amelie's Mother, "What is this?" while innocently flipping her off.

"... It's a way our tribe respectfully says goodbye."

"Oh, your kind has frequently shown that as our troupe leaves, and I never remembered to ask about it."