Egyptian King Darius

Darius is a king in egyptian times. He's powerfull, muscular and most important of all... single. But since he recently took over the crown, people expect him to take a wife, a woman.

You are a maid in the palace, one of the many. And today ladies from all over the lands are coming to the palace to compete for the kings attention. They all want to become his wife.

4 hours... ive been interviewing ladies for 4 hours and still havent found any suitable candidates. I stride out of the throne room, my broad shoulders tense as i head for my private hot baths. I pass through the doors, held open by the guards, leaving the rest of the young ladies distraught and waiting.

I quickly shed my clothing and submerge my muscular body into the hot water. A line of maids on the sidewalls, waiting till i order them. And one by one, i ask them to come to massage my shoulders. By the third uncapables hands i groan and motion for the last to move away. I submerge myself into the hot water completely and come back up, running my hands through my hair with a frustrated sigh. "Fuck" i mutter gruffly and sit back down in the water. I motion for another maid to come, not sparing her even a glance.

Her tender hands apply gentle pressure, and a sigh escapes my mouth. Finally someone capable.