by Kat Brewer
Finally, she was so full she couldn’t swallow another bite, and she set down her fork. The fork had barely hit the plate before Kai appeared to remove the soiled dish, smiling into her eyes as he moved around her.
Arn placed a fresh goblet of Jul and another of water before her and was delighted when her hand ran up the inside of his thigh.
Throughout their dinner conversation, Cassie found herself liking the Queen more and more on a personal level. Nera was well-loved by her people, of that, Cassie was sure. Now, she could see why. The woman was intelligent and witty, strong and decisive, and yet, she was also approachable at the same time. Nera told her she was the only child of the last monarch and that she had ascended the throne when she was fifteen years old after her mother died in battle.
Cassie was fascinated to learn that the Queens of this world fought shoulder to shoulder with their warriors. They did not stay behind in safety, but met danger head-on. Nera then told her of the troubles they had been having with the Trevians.
“They are a nomadic band of barbaric females who are constantly bringing trouble. They despoil whatever they touch, wherever they go. We in Erla make a point of trying to live peacefully with our neighboring countries, but the Trevians have no regard for peace. They are a race of savages without an ounce of dignity or compassion amongst them.” Nera’s lips compressed. “You should see what they do to pleasure slaves.” She did not elaborate, and Cassie felt sure she didn’t really want her to, if the automatic shuddering of a passing slave in response to the Queen’s words was any indication.
“The men in our country are, by nature, very passive and submissive. They do not need to be forced or treated cruelly.” The next words she spoke quietly, “It is my belief that Mika’s former Mistress was of Trevian blood. Brunga was very different from my other warriors and had always been so.” Nera eased back and took a sip of her Jul.
“I did wonder how and why the men could be as happy as they seem to be in their roles here,” Cassie said cautiously. “Are all of the men of this world submissive?”
“No. There are countries where the men are very different. We do have peaceful relations with those countries even though our philosophies are so vastly different. We trade and hold the occasional summit, but, I have to tell you...It is difficult for me to speak to a man as an equal during occasions such as those.” Nera laughed as if the whole idea was comical. “Many decades ago there was strife and warring between countries, but there is little of late.”
“There has not been a summit since I was very young and my mother was still the Queen. It may be getting close to that time again. It is just so hard to summon the desire to mingle with those countries when there is peace, though.” Nera shrugged and took another sip of her Jul as her eyes came to rest upon a handsome blond slave who approached with more Jul.
From his seat nearby, Mika watched his Lady carefully. He saw the heat in her eyes and the flush that spread from her face, down her neck and onto her chest. All of Cassie’s slaves knew well the effects of Jul on a woman, and they knew what would be required of them when their Lady was ready, and they were all very much looking forward to the experience with their new Mistress.
Seeing his Lady's arousal fed Mika’s, and he moved closer to her leg, boldly running his hand down her calf. At his touch, Cassie found his eyes and smiled, putting her hand atop his head, luxuriating in his silky tresses as Mika practically purred in his happiness.
She took a sweetmeat from a tray on the table and ran the sticky confection across his full lower lip before placing it in his mouth. His beautiful golden eyes closed in the bliss from both her attention and the delicious treat she fed him.
Cassie took a deep drink of her Jul and continued to pet Mika’s hair as she looked about the room.
“Cassandra,” the Queen spoke, “I was most certain I was going to meet my end when you appeared this morning. I am very grateful to you for saving my life. Those animals would have taken great pleasure in ending the life of the Queen of Erla.” She heaved a sigh. “The thought of my beloved Danai being left to rule at so young an age is terrifying to me. She is my only child, and I look forward to when the two of you will meet. She is five cycles now, and I believe you will be an excellent role model for her.”
“Thank you, Your Highness. I look forward to it also,” Cassie replied.
The party was in full swing, and the Jul was working its magic on the attendees. Inhibitions were dwindling, and the circulating slaves were receiving a great deal of attention, especially from the warriors.
Pleasure slaves as fine as the ones chosen to serve at the Queen’s parties were a special treat to the lower warriors who were honored with an invitation. It was a chance to sample some of the finest men to be had, and they were clearly taking full advantage of the opportunity.
Nera clapped her hands to call for attention, and the room slowly quieted.
“Lady Cassandra, will you have your men dance for us?” Cassie’s eyebrows rose in surprise.
“Of course, Your Highness,” she replied, and, by the time she turned to her men, they were already standing to obey their Queen.
The musicians, who had been playing quietly in the background, moved forward and began to play a sensuous rhythm to that her men began to move and sway.
Cassie’s eyes were locked on their figures as they moved. The look in their eyes told her they danced for her pleasure alone, and the knowledge sent a thrill of desire through her already stimulated senses.
A female slave silently refilled Cassie’s glass, and distracted by the graceful movements of her men, she drank more Jul.
Cassie was enjoying the Jul. It was light on the tongue and so delicious that it was easy to forget how significantly it both aroused a person and lowered her inhibitions.
As she watched her men sway and writhe, she knew that even without the Jul, they would turn her on. Her body was on fire, and as she glanced around the room, she could see they were having a similar effect on the other women present. Even the slave girls eyed them with desire.
“They are amazing, aren’t they?” she said to Nera without taking her eyes off of them.
“Indeed,” she replied as a lascivious smile covered her face.
Cassie inhaled and tore her gaze away to look down into her cup, that she was amazed to find empty. She waved away the slave girl and set her cup down, knowing she had imbibed far too much, since her insides felt like they were on fire with sexual desire.
Cassie’s men finished whipping the women in the room into a frenzy of lust and made their way back to her amidst the cheers of the women present. Her mouth went dry as they approached and knelt in front of the Queen and their Lady, very effectively changing the subject.
“Well done, lovely ones,” Nera said.
Mika, trailed by the others, smiled into his Lady’s eyes as he made his way to the side of her chair. He was delighted by the desire he saw shining in her beautiful blue-green eyes, and when Cassie grabbed his arm and tugged him down for a very thorough kiss, he was happier still.
The crowd of women roared their approval of her action, and Cassie laughed a little self-consciously at her lack of propriety.
Nera laughed and patted Cassie lightly on the arm.
“I think you are quickly becoming accustomed to our ways,” she said, sending a sidelong wink at Cassie. Nera took a moment to admire Kai’s rearview as he sat down near his Lady. “I am feeling almost sorry for our darling Mika. I believe he will be quite exhausted come morning.”
“Damn right he will!” Cassie responded in a low growl and then blinked in surprise.
Where had that come from?
She felt drunk, but not drunk in a way she had ever experienced before now. She was in control of her faculties, but she felt completely uninhibited and incredibly turned on.
She drew in a deep breath. It was late, and the women in the room had been steadily consuming Jul and wine. Their actions were becoming more and more uninhibited with
the available slaves. Cassie knew deep down inside she should have been shocked at some of the activities that were openly being enjoyed, but she wasn’t. In fact, it only seemed to feed her lust.
“Your Highness, do all feasts turn into orgies here?” Cassie asked.
Nera laughed.
“Only the good ones.” Their eyes met, and they both burst out laughing.
Cassie felt she could grow very fond of Jul.
That little voice inside of her was working overtime to get her attention, but she was steadily ignoring it, even when a warrior across the room pushed a smiling slave down onto a chair and straddled him in front of everyone.
She squelched its protests further when Nera pushed a beautiful brown haired slave at her, ordering him to kiss her Commander as it would please her. She knew she should have been revolted by the outright carnality that was unfolding before her, but instead, she found her arousal spiraling out of control.
Pulling her mouth from the Queen’s lovely slave, she stood and bowed to the Queen, who blinked up at her with a smile.
“Excuse me, Your Highness. I am ready to retire.” She didn’t slur, but she felt very intoxicated upon standing, and she reached out to steady herself on Mika’s strong shoulder.
Mika had continued to watch his Lady closely. She was not accustomed to Jul, and he could see how aroused she was becoming. His own desire was raging. He knew she would take him tonight, and he indulged in a private, selfish desire. He wanted her to choose only him. Even though he knew the amount of Jul she had consumed would require the attentions of all his fellow slaves this night, he couldn’t help the possessive feeling. It was most likely that she would have them all, and likely she would need them more than once before the effects of the Jul wore off.
Mika and his new brethren were already well prepared to fall in love with their Lady. She was lovely, a courageous warrior, and she was so very kind to him, to all of them. The thought of touching her and pleasing her was overwhelming, and even if he died in the attempt, he would bring her the greatest pleasure possible.
Mika desired nothing more than for his Lady to care for him. He desired her affection, and affection was something he had long been denied by his previous Mistress. He was more than ready to be everything she would ever require.
“Of course, Cassandra, go. Enjoy your slaves, and we will talk more tomorrow evening.” Nera nodded to Cassie, who bowed and descended the dais, heading for her chambers and the opportunity to revel in the delectable male flesh that would soon ease the ache between her thighs.
Entering her chambers, Cassie took Mika’s hand and yanked him against her. Her mouth fused to his as delicious waves of pleasure washed over her. The feel of his body flush against hers was beyond stimulating.
Mika, beautifully willing, sobbed into her mouth as he returned her kiss passionately.
Cassie wrapped her arms around his neck and jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist, then slid slowly down until his hardness pressed against her throbbing center. They both moaned as their mouths separated.
She attacked his mouth and throat with kisses and bites, squeezing her legs tighter about him to increase the pressure on her core. Mika’s mouth worked down the side of her neck as she felt the heat and hands of the others as they moved in to contribute to the pleasure of their Mistress.
Cassie turned her head and captured Aidan’s mouth with hers as his hands deftly removed the top of her gown, displaying her breasts to their questing mouths and hands. Cassie arched her back and leaned into Arn’s broad chest as two mouths found her breasts. Aidan slid his hand expertly down her belly, and his talented fingers found her throbbing center, bringing her to climax within moments.
They all took a moment to enjoy the sight of their Lady’s orgasm, reveling in their own parts in it. In the past, Cassie would always need a few moments to recover from one orgasm before she could take any more direct stimulation, but this time was different. She chalked it up to the Jul, because remarkably, she was ready for more, ready for all of them.
There was no lull and rebuild to this lust, it was constant and consuming. Irrationally, she wondered if this is what nymphomaniacs felt, but then she brushed the thought away as their very clever mouths seemed to be all over her as she remained wrapped around Mika.
Slowly she unwound her legs from him and lowered her feet to the floor.
“Bed. Now.” Complicated speech was beyond her at that moment.
She only wanted to touch, taste, and be tasted in return. They all moved quickly into her bedroom before turning to her for direction.
“Take...off...your...clothes,” she ground out between clenched teeth, and they quickly obeyed. They soon stood before her, each gloriously naked and fully erect. The sight made Cassie’s mouth go as dry as a desert.
She backed up until her legs met the bed, keeping her eyes on them as she fell back into the softness and allowed her legs to fall open.
“Mika,” she growled as she ran her hand down her belly to her soaked flesh.
His eyes were locked on her sex, and he moved quickly to the bed, dropping to his knees next to it. He put his hot mouth on her, tasting her heat and wetness. He wanted to rub her scent all over himself as he used his expert tongue on his writhing Lady.
Cassie arched her hips as his tongue plunged into her depths. The sensations were incredible and heightened beyond anything she had ever experienced. She held her hands out to the others who stood watching with envy, and they joined her on the bed. Each one was touching and kissing her while Mika driving his Lady crazy with his skilled mouth.
Mika lifted his head to ask thickly, “How may I please you, My Lady?” Cassie pulled her mouth from Kai’s nipple and panted out her reply.
“Surprise me.”
Mika’s mouth returned to her, and as his fingers slid inside her, he did as she directed. He was rewarded by the sensation of his Lady climaxing on his clever tongue.
Arn’s voice whispered in her ear, “Lady, allow me. . .” and, at her nod, his mouth replaced Mika’s.
Cassie lost count of her orgasms as each of her slaves tasted her all too willing flesh. Each orgasm was like the first, and the pleasure seemed prolonged with each additional peak, but her insides ached to be filled.
She pulled Mika to her then went to her knees. She pulled his long hard cock into her mouth and tasted him slowly while his eyes rolled back in his head from the unaccustomed ecstasy. She smiled down at his rapturous face, then slung her leg over him and guided his hardness into her quivering, soaked flesh as she fully impaled herself on him.
As she rode him, the others surrounded them, their hands and mouths working to bring their Lady to peak after peak.
Rational thought was impossible as Cassie rode from crest to crest. She never would have believed herself capable of so many climaxes or so much pleasure, and she never wanted it to end.
As they lay back hours later with their Lady finally satisfied and the Jul gone from her system, each man thanked Providence that he had the good fortune to belong to this Lady.
Chapter Four
When Cassie woke again, it was afternoon, and she was alone on the bed. She heard the soft conversation of her slaves coming from the lounge area.
Slowly rising from the bed, she went to a cabinet nearby and opened it. Inside were her Karate Gi and the tennis shoes she had worn the night she was transported here.
Next to it were clothes made of a silken material, and, as she rummaged through it all, she found some soft harem-style pants and a flowing tank-style top in rich black.
She picked them up, threw on a silken robe, and headed out to see about getting a bath.
Conversation stopped when she walked out of her room. Cassie blushed, but she forced and smile to her lips. They stood quickly and looked at her with eyes full of adoration. “Who wants to join me in the bath?”
“I do, Mistress!” they chorused.
She really had to admire their enthusiasm.
Cassie was very uncomfortable when she thought of what she had done to and with them the night before. Not a one of them behaved any differently, except that maybe now they looked at her with even more worship.
They had all hurried into the bathroom, and she could hear them drawing the water and gathering supplies.
Cassie went into the bathroom and dropped her robe before slipping into the hot water. Aidan joined her immediately and began washing her hair. His strong fingers massaged her scalp, and she felt her tension drain.
As he rinsed her hair she caressed him, and when he was finished, she kissed him leisurely. The others, who had entered the tub while Aidan tended to her, picked up washcloths and soaped her down with them.
It was heavenly to be so pampered by these wonderful men. She released Aidan and smiled at him, and he sighed softly. She kissed and caressed each man in turn as they tended to her bath.
She was enjoying their company, the closeness and intimacy. Yet, despite their proximity, she did not have sex on her mind. Instead, she looked upon her men with appreciative affection. Then again, the mischievous side of her chimed in, her purer feelings were at least partially due to the fact that she was still very sore from the previous night. Those memories made her smile wickedly as she looked at the men surrounding her.
Her men lolled about in the tub, washing each other’s backs and cleaning themselves up. Cassie, feeling very wicked, took charge of washing their fronts, much to their delight.
They were each thrilled to have a Mistress who took such pleasure in them. She was making them feel treasured and cared for, and they prayed it would never end.
Later, Cassie sat with her men in the lounge. They were all flushed and languid from the bath and were talking of small things, mostly slave’s gossip. Cassie wasn’t really listening with any concentration; she was content to simply relax and enjoy their company. A knock sounded at the door, and Arn rose to answer it. One of the Queen’s slaves stood expectantly at the door, and Arn motioned him in with a smile, as he rushed to kneel in front of Cassie.
