The King's Right

Jenn quickly realizes that sex as a married woman is much more thrilling and satisfying than when she was unattached.

This is a 65,000 word novel intended for adult audiences. Originally published as a six-part series.

The right of the first night—also known as droit du seigneur (the lord's right)—is an ancient tradition where a feudal lord or king had the right to take the virginity of a bride before her husband. There are various legal and traditional arguments for this right, but the most logical one is the one most often ignored, that the bride desires another man besides her husband because her marriage will end her dalliances with other men...

Content warning: This story features graphic sex, group sex, cheating spouses, fem dom relationships, enforced male chastity, sex with multiple partners, and explicit depictions of adult sexuality that not all members of the public will enjoy.

Excerpt:

“Well then, what would you say to the offer of having sex with a man after you get married but before you can have sex with your new husband?”

Jenn laughed. “That’s ridiculous.”

“He’s willing to pay for the privilege.”

Giggling, Jenn said, “I’m not a prostitute.”

“I just mention it because it was an important factor for some other couples.”

Jenn couldn’t stop laughing. “There is some other factor that would come into play?”

Theresa shrugged. “Some men really get off on the idea.”

Jenn stopped laughing. “You’re kidding.”

“Nope.”

“I don’t think I can go back to Kevin and ask him if it would be okay with him if some stranger had sex with me after the wedding but before he had a chance at me,” Jenn said. The conversation about wedding plans had taken a very odd turn.

“I’m going to point out that you’ve banged other men in your life,” Theresa pointed out.

“Yeah, before Kevin.”

“Over half of all marriages deal with infidelity at some point,” Theresa continued. “Some studies show it’s more like seventy-five percent.”

“I don’t plan on cheating on Kevin.” Jenn’s voice had gone cold, not from anger, but from fear.

“Who plans on cheating on their spouse?” asked Theresa rhetorically. She shook her head. “Anyway, we’re just talking.”

Jenn heard herself asking, “It sounded like you actually knew someone who did this sort of thing.”

Theresa’s smile was controlled. “I might.”