by Jayme Knight
Moira stepped in close to Candice and then wrapped her arms around the girl, their breasts rubbed together. It was only a few moments before Candice hugged her back and started sobbing into her hair.
“It’ll be ok,” Moira whispered into her ear as she hugged her tight. “I’ll help you get through this. Maybe you will come to enjoy being here like I have.”
“We will begin training you tomorrow,” Kalchia said with a softer tone.
“My training?” Candice questioned and she pulled out of her embrace with Moira. She flushed when she realized her nipples were erect and her first impulse was to cover herself. “What training are you talking about?”
“Your place here will be an honored one,” Kalchia answered with a smile. “You will be trained to be the King’s personal concubine.”
“Concubine?” Candice said searching her memory, she had heard the word before and then it came to her. “You plan to make me a sex slave for your King?”
“You will be expected to satisfy the carnal urges of the King,” Kalchia replied calmly. “But you will not be a slave, you will have servants and handmaidens to serve you. If you want to leave we will not try to stop you, but the creatures of the swamp will likely kill you before you get a half mile away.”
“So I have no choice?” Candice cried as she wiped her eyes.
“You always have a choice girl,” Kalchia replied softly. “You can become the concubine of the King and live a pampered life, you can take your chances alone in the swamp, or you can stay here in this cell for the rest of your days.”
Candice stared ahead blankly and nodded her head as she spoke. “I will be the King’s concubine.”
“Lesson number one,” Kalchia scolded like a teacher, “never cover your body, it is an insult to a woman and will get you attacked. To a man, it is a sign of rejection and an insult to his virility this would probably get you killed if you do it to any but the lowest of men in town.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Candice acknowledged letting her know she understood the importance of the lesson.
“Lesson number two,” Kalchia added, “in the presence of anyone you refer to me as your Queen, but when we are alone you may call me Kalchia. I am not sure what a ma’am is but I am sure it is a term for human use only.”
Moira could not help but chuckle slightly at how closely this part of their encounter mimicked her own first encounter with Kalchia and it brought Kalchia’s gaze on her.
“You find something amusing?” Kalchia asked with a smile.
“Only at how closely this mirrors our own first encounter,” Moira answered honestly as she turned back to Candice. “You will grow to love this place, and its people if you give it a chance.”
“I want to give you a blessing of the earth mother, it will protect you from the cold outside,” Kalchia offered earnestly. “Then we can show you around town, show you your new home.”
Candice looked to Moira and Moira nodded approval, Candice looked back to Kalchia and nodded. Kalchia chanted and drew a symbol over and over in the air and when she finished chanting her hand drawing the symbol began to glow. Kalchia moved closer to Candice and brought her glowing hand up to the girl, Candice shirked back and looked to Moira for reassurance.
“It is safe,” Moira assured her. “You have no need to fear her ever.”
Candice relaxed as Kalchia laid her hand on her forehead and the glowing energy flowed from her hand into Candice.
“You will have to come to me twice a day,” Kalchia warned seriously. “I will renew the ward to protect you from the cold. If you cannot make it to me stay in your hut or go to anyone’s hut they are all enchanted to keep out even the coldest of weather and strongest of winds.”
Moira watched Candice nod in confirmation and the three of them headed out of the cell into the town.
***
On the first day of her training Kalchia presented Candice with a silver and gold entwined necklace that was enchanted to allow her to communicate freely with the town folk. This smoothed the path for Candice to fit in to their society, she could communicate with the people around her and did not have to rely on others to translate for her. She started to bond with the lizard people, hear their stories, laugh at their jokes and even share some stories of her own.
Moira watched all of Candice’s training sessions over the next few days, it excited her to watch Candice learn how to pleasure the King. She watched the girl as she had earth shaking orgasms at Kalchia’s and Toral’s hands during her lessons. Moira would find her release with Kalchia later in the day and then they would talk about how Candice is doing. All seemed to be going well with Candice, she seemed to be warming up to everyone around her and was even making friends. It reminded her of her own first few days in the town and brought back all the memories, Moira planned to make Candice’s transition as smooth as possible.
She helped Candice get used the Lizard people’s customs and some of the etiquette of town. It was hard some days Candice had a lot of hard questions that she had no answers for and maybe never would have answers for. What Moira did know is that this girl had only a few days before the King arrived back and she must be ready for what he may to do, or more aptly what he may want her to do.
***
The day of the King’s return came quickly maybe too quickly, Moira was not sure if Candice is physically or mentally prepared for the King to take her, but she would have to trust that they did the best they could with what little time they had. The whole town was a buzz making preparations for both ceremonies that will be performed today. Kalchia had told her that the taking of the new concubine would be first, then the taking of the bride would follow that, and a feast to celebrate both of the ceremonies will end the day.
Moira sat having her hair combed in her new abode the royal hut, she was allowed to keep one of her handmaidens from her time as a concubine so she chose Illia to stay with her. The royal handmaidens were all handpicked by Kalchia and now Illia will be added to them, it made Moira feel more like she belonged. When Illia finished combing Moira’s hair she began coating her skin with a scented oil, Moira loved the feel of delicate scaled hands on her skin. She sat and let Illia rub the oil into her, she could feel her excitement build as Illia’s oiled hands ran over her breasts and down her rounded stomach and ending between her thighs. Illia rubbed her pussy several times sending thrills all through her and then moved down her legs, when the oil dried Moira stood and turned her back to Illia allowing her to start on the back of her. When Illia was finished Moira was so enthralled with lust her pussy was dripping down her inner thigh and her nipples poking out hard, and she could feel a tingling all over her body.
“You will be my Queen soon,” Illia stated as she stepped in close to Moira. “I would ask that you consider me when you choose your concubine.”
Moira was taken aback by the request but then it made sense to her, Illia had seen and heard every time Moira was given a lesson to please the King, she had seen or heard every private love session Moira has had with Kalchia and Toral. Moira looked her up and down and realized she was more to her than a handmaiden, she was one of her best friends and now she was asking to be a lover. She looked into Illia’s light rose colored eyes, she brought her hand up to caress Illia’s shapely white and blue scaled head.
“When the King takes me as his Queen, I will take you as my concubine.” Moira whispered to her and watched a smile come to Illia’s lips. “Now lead me to watch the King take his new concubine.”
“Yes my Queen,” Illia whispered back.
Moira followed Illia along the cobbled main town path that led to the stone circle at the center of town. Already she could see people were gathering there, the braziers were already lit and even from here she could hear the hum of the town folk. As they neared the stone circle the crowd parted to allow them access to the best bench in the circle where Kalchia was seated.
Kalchia stood and embraced Moira warmly as she whispered. “Candice took the binding as
well as you did, maybe even better.”
“I am glad,” Moira offered sincerely. “I was fearful she would not handle it well, but she handled all the training well so I knew my worries were for naught.”
Moira and Kalchia took their seats and Moira brought her eyes to rest on Candice. She was gagged with a heavy cloth, tied with intricate rope work, her knees pulled up to her breasts and tied there, her arms tied to her shins, and she was balanced on her back on the top of the abstract stone altar in the center of the cobbled stone circle. This is the first time she had seen anyone posed on it and it was not so abstract now, it was formed to hold a woman in just the right position when she is tied in this way so she can be taken in any way the man wants. Moira found it all very erotic and exciting she could not wait to see the King take Candice the way she had been taken here in front of all these people. It brought all of the feelings of that day back, she replayed every moment in her mind and it all excited her deeply.
The sound of drums snapped Moira out of her memory and she realized she was very wet between the legs and some of the males around her were smelling the air and hissing aloud. The rhythmic beat of the war drums pounded in her mind and as they got closer she could feel every thump in her chest, her heart raced because she knew the King was near. The warriors with the war drums entered the circle first and spaced themselves evenly around the circle, all the other warriors followed forming the inner ring around the statue and Candice. The drums stopped suddenly, the crowd came to a hush, and parted to allow the King access to the altar.
Heavy footfalls on stone was all that she could hear as the King came into view, he walked with authority, muscles rippling under scaled skin to stand at the base of the altar. His rapidly hardening cock was right in line with Candice’s exposed pussy and ass, he bent his head down between her bound legs and inhaled her scent in deeply. He shot back bolt upright hissing into the sky, the spiked flanges on his head flexing fanning out the folds of skin between them, and his massive hard cock hammered into her pussy with a powerful thrust of his hips. Candice yelped and cried out into her gag at the sudden assault of his cock spreading her pussy wider than she had ever been spread before.
Moira watched the King start to hammer his huge scaled cock into Candice, his powerful hips driving his member deep into Candice like he had done to her many time before. The heat between her own legs became unbearable, then Moira noticed something she had not noticed when she was on the altar, many of the town folk were fondling each other and lizard women were dropping to their hands and knees presenting themselves for any man to take them.
“Do not offer yourself,” Kalchia warned with heavy lust in her voice and she waved her hand over the crowd. “We will get enjoyment after the feast, this is for them.”
Moira nodded and looked back the orgy splayed out before her, lizard men mounting lizard women and fucking them hard, piles of lizard people pleasuring each other in any way that they could. Her attention wandered back to the King who was pumping fast and hard into Candice on the altar, she was crying out in pure pleasure at every thrust into her. She watched Candice bucking her hips up to meet every thrust of the King into her and then she went rigid for several seconds before shaking and bucking uncontrollably. Moira could see the ropes were cutting into the girl as her orgasm wracked her body and Moira reflexively rubbed her own arms in sympathy at the sight.
Many couples around them were fucking hard and fast, the sounds of orgasms were filling Moira’s ears causing her to squirm with the need for release. A deep baritone growl of release drew her attention back to the King just as he thrust hard and deep into Candice his body stiffening with his release. Moira watched the King knock Candice off of the altar and the couples mating just stopped weather they were done or not and brought their attention to the King as he walked to stand right in front of Moira.
The King cocked his head to look at Moira, his eyes flashing with excitement and he spoke in a low gravelly voice. “Cut the rope that binds the concubine and use a length to bind us at the wrist, with this we are bound for life.”
Moira stood and walked past the King, a warrior stepped up to hand Moira a bone ceremonial knife as she approached Candice lying on the ground. She took the knife from the warrior and bent down beside Candice, cut the rope that bound her and started to pull the rope loose being careful not to pull too hard. Candice already had angry looking abrasions from the ropes pulling tight, and Moira did not want to make them worse. She felt a presence on either side of her, looking to the right she could see Kalchia and looking to the left she could see Illia. She cut a three arm length long piece of the rope off and stood, watching as Illia removed the rest of the rope, and Kalchia began to chant a healing prayer to help Candice with the abrasions where the rope dug into her tender flesh during the ritual.
Moira turned from the three women back to face the King and stepped toward him, she admired his physical presence as she neared him. She took his right hand with her left and then wound the rope around their joined hands, and tied the rope with a simple knot. This was a simple gesture, but it was a gesture that meant they were bound for life as King and Queen. A roar of cheers let out from the crowd all around them and Moira knew from this day fourth once again her life had changed forever.
THE END
Captured 3: The Capture of the Queen
© Copyright 2014 Jayme Knight
All rights reserved.
This story contains sexually explicit material, and themes. All characters depicted in sexual situations are over 18 years of age and not of blood relation. The characters and situations depicted within are fictitious and do not represent any person alive or dead.
Moira laid back and sighed deeply as scaled hands ran over her petite feminine form, she was a queen now, and she had servants for everything, including her pleasure. She felt her handmaiden Illia touching her gently along her inner thighs.
“Do you crave pleasure my Queen?”Illia asked in a low hissing tone.
“Yes,” Moira said feeling a heaviness between her thighs that made her legs spread wide. Her arousal built at hearing the lizard girl’s words. “I need you to pleasure me.”
Moira watched Illia lower her scaled head and inhaled deeply through her nose before letting her forked tongue snake out of her mouth and teasingly slide along Moira’s inner thigh. She braced as Illia’s soft, forked tongue made its way to her delicate young pussy, she reached down and ran her hand along Illia’s scaled head feeling every scale under her delicate touch. Moira arched her back and pushed up onto the willing girl’s tongue just as it lashed out at her sensitive clit. Moira felt a jolt of pleasure arc through her whole body and she arched her back even more, pushing her hips up and pulling down on the back of Illia’s head mashing her tongue hard all along her pussy.
“That feels so good,” Moira said holding Illia’s head in place as she ground her pussy on the lizard girl’s willing tongue.
Moira could feel her excitement building as Illia feverishly licked her pussy, and clit. She felt Illia slide two fingers deep inside of her pussy making her gasp and moan out loud. She could feel every inch of Illia’s scaled fingers and she gripped hard with her pussy at the invading digits. She felt the fingers start to push in and out of her driving her pleasure to new heights. She felt her pleasure peak and her whole body began to shake as she was hit by several heavy jolts of pleasure. She pulled Illia’s head down harder as several more waves of pleasure coursed through her body shocking her hard. The waves lessened with every second until it felt like a warm glow in her. Moira let go of her head and watched as Illia’s beautiful rose colored eyes came up to meet hers. She could see the lust in the lizard girl’s gaze as she pushed her backward onto her back. Moira looked down at Illia laying on her back her breasts heaved with her excited breath, and her long shapely legs parted excitedly with anticipation. Moira could feel excitement building within again as her eyes ran over Illia’s finely scaled body, the scales of blue, black, and white set
in mottled patterns were almost hypnotizing.
“Do you want me to pleasure you Illia?” Moira asked with lust laced into every word.
“Yes, my Queen,” Illia said with pleading eyes as her hands slid down her inner thighs and her delicate scaled fingers spread her lower lips revealing pink inner flesh and a pronounced engorged clitoris.
Moira smiled as she leaned down and inhaled deeply through her nose. She could smell the sweet scent of Illia’s excitement just before she let her slick pink tongue slip out and gently lash at Illia’s clit. She could taste Illia’s tangy love flavor on her lips and tongue as she drove her tongue deep into Illia’s depths. She clamped her lips over Illia’s clit and lashed her tongue over it as she sucked hard. Moira could feel Illia bucking her hips mashing her clit hard onto her willing tongue and mouth. It was only a moment later when she could hear Illia cry out in lust, and feel Illia begin to shake with orgasm under her mouth. Moira reached up and grabbed Illia’s taut ass cheeks as she licked feverishly at the engorged clit on her mouth, intensifying the lizard girl’s orgasm. When Illia stopped moaning and shaking under her mouth Moira let go of the girl and sat back on her heels. She loved to see Illia laying back, eyes closed, legs spread, and spent from her orgasm.
Moira stood and walked lazily from the concubine’s hut where she and Illia had just shared their experience. She was feeling a sense of euphoria that follows lovemaking as she walked through the town that she was queen of. Moira had no idea her life would be like this, back in her human home she at best had a chance to be a farmer’s wife, but here she was a ruler of people.
She felt snowflakes landing on her skin and melting instantly, but no cold touched her thanks to the ring Kalchia gave her that protected her from the elements. She walked to the royal hut and stopped outside, she ran her hands over her stomach feeling the bulge of her growing baby, and wondered what like would be like as a mother. ‘She would know soon enough,’ she thought and smiled as she walked in to the hut. The royal hut was lavish and warmly decorated with trinkets and items taken from the king’s conquests, or those that made the mistake of coming to their lands uninvited. That is how she came to be here. Moira quickly dismissed the thoughts of before she came here, and even though she missed her family she knew she could not go back. More importantly, she no longer had the urge to go back.
