“Stop!” Jendri pleaded. “Or I will need smelling salts."
“What? The mighty general, victorious in battle, swooning away like a young virgin?” V'Anekka scoffed.
“Victorious in battle, yes; utterly vanquished in bed, however,” Jendri remarked wryly. A passing servant replenished their glasses, but Jendri drank sparingly. “I must be careful. I want to be alert for my lord's visit to my bed."
“A wise decision. I envy you, although that is not fair,” V'Anekka observed.
“Oh, sweetheart, I know you need release daily, while I can live with only hers. But, can you not leave your bedroom door open? She likes you to listen, and thus might you not also climax?"
“Sometimes, but it's a risk, for if I do not, my need is tremendous,” V'Anekka pointed out.
“Ah, but you are permitted to relieve your own needs,” Jendri said. “Do try. I would be happy to know you were having pleasure with us."
“Very well. She does not question my responses, and she has not forbidden it. I do enjoy hearing her pleasure. I got used to it in the harem."
“The very reason she keeps a harem, and needs so many of us."
The eleven o'clock gong sounded and liveried servants marched out with candelabra to light the guests to their coaches.
K'Endarra appeared at their sides. “My ladies,” she said, offering her arms, and with a flourish of trumpets, the Queen escorted her lovely wives from the room. The made their way up the wide, curving staircase to the third floor, past bowing servants and into the state apartments, where the great double doors swung shut and they were alone. There were servants aplenty on call, of course, but the women preferred their privacy in most cases, and usually had the apartments cleaned and straightened in their absence.
“V'Anekka, my love, if you would be kind enough to excuse us,” K'Endarra said to her younger wife.
“Oh, yes, my lord, only kiss me good night,” V'Anekka breathed.
“With pleasure, “K'Endarra agreed. She took her consort in her arms and entered the woman's mouth with her tongue. Up under the gown went her fingers, stroking the cleft of her second wife until her liquids ran to the floor. Slowly, relentlessly, the Queen teased her to fever pitch, finally allowing V'Anekka to slide gracefully to the floor at her feet, no longer able to stand. There, V'Anekka kissed the Queen's boots in utter passion and submission, then, gathering herself, rose and bowed her way out. Jendri was alone with the Queen of Asperia.
Jendri was so deeply affected by this display that she herself could barely remain upright, but K'Endarra caught her and kissed her in similarly possessive fashion. “Call your valet,” she growled in the Queen Consort's ear. “I shall be with you within the half hour."
“My lord, your boots,” Jendri began.
“Shall I leave them on?” K'Endarra grinned.
“If you would,” Jendri pleaded.
“As my lord the Queen Consort wishes,” K'Endarra said with a bow, and then she was gone.
Jendri ran to her suite and rang for her on-call valet. She stripped off her uniform and leaped into her bath where she washed with the speed of light. Out again and into a flame-red negligee that trailed feathery fronds across the floor. The valet cleaned the bathroom after her mistress and carried away all clothing and linens to be dealt with elsewhere, shutting the door quietly behind her.
Panting, Jendri returned to her bedroom, where she opened the doors into the rest of the suite and arranged herself for K'Endarra's pleasure. For maximum arousal, Jendri lay on her back at the foot of the bed, her head on one pillow and her hips elevated by another, her gown open and legs spread to reveal the enormous ruby. She was already wet with desire, the lubricant running in tiny rivulets down her thighs. That, too, would please K'Endarra. Jendri tried to take deep breaths to calm herself, but succeeded only in making herself dizzy, so she lay still and awaited the arrival of her lord and liege.
K'Endarra was right on time. She strolled in, twirling the tiny gold key on its fine chain, and stopped at the foot of the bed. “Isn't that a tasty dish to set before the Queen?"
Jendri risked an upward glance. “Oh, my lord,” she sighed. K'Endarra was irresistible. As requested, she wore her high black boots, but that was not all. She also wore crotchless black leather pants, silver spurs, and to match them, a shimmering silver shirt, the tails tied in a knot at her waist, her breasts free beneath the shining cloth. She planted her boot next to Jendri's head on the pillow.
“Kiss me, slave."
Jendri rolled over and pressed trembling lips against the leather. Shuddering, she opened her mouth and gave the boot the deepest and most heartfelt soul kiss of which she was capable. Then she licked and sucked the spur. Jendri was especially fond of K'Endarra's spurs. These spurs were made especially for their play: sharp enough to bruise if enough pressure was applied, but not sharp enough to break the skin. Jendri adored them, and their owner.
K'Endarra nodded and removed her boot from the pillow. “Good, wife. But it's not time for me to remove the Jewel yet. I want you with it in place."
“Yes, my lord,” Jendri assented. It was more difficult for her that way, but more fulfilling for her wife. As their intimate moments lately were scarce, Jendri was beyond willing to do it any way K'Endarra wanted. She hoped she had shown that through her boot-worship.
K'Endarra hopped gracefully onto the bed and covered her wife, spreading her bare legs with the high riding boots until her thigh was between Jendri's, crushing the Jewel into her. They kissed deeply and K'Endarra applied her spurs, causing Jendri to buck up fiercely and uncontrollably into her demanding spouse. Effortlessly, K'Endarra held her down, savoring her wife's passion and her own strength. When she judged Jendri's arousal to be at its peak, something which never took very long considering the Consort's infrequent orgasms, K'Endarra lifted Jendri to her knees facing the headboard. Built into its ornate carvings were several different shackle systems, and K'Endarra selected one with a bar for Jendri to hang onto. Once the panting, moaning Queen Consort was positioned to K'Endarra's liking, she produced an ivory dildo and inserted it into the belt she had donned before coming to her wife. She entered Jendri's anus.
“Oh! My lord!” Jendri cried out, arching back to meet the invasion.
“Yes, I am,” K'Endarra responded, pushing in deeply. “Oh, that's so good, Jendri. The extension cups and massages my clit. Is it good for you?"
Jendri grunted. “Yes! But that ... doesn't matter. I live to provide pleasure to you. Only to you. Oh! My god!” K'Endarra had delivered a particularly deep thrust.
“Slut,” K'Endarra growled. “You have never been able to get enough of me."
“K'Endarrrraaaaaaaaa,” Jendri moaned. She loved anal penetration but it only served to arouse her. She had never come from that alone, which the Queen well knew.
“Shut up while I fuck you,” K'Endarra snarled.
Jendri's only response was a wail of need. They both loved it rough, they both loved it dirty, but part of the game was for Jendri to pretend not to, and for K'Endarra to subdue her. Jendri's hips bucked as she sobbed and moaned. She was out of her mind with passion and need, and when K'Endarra's first set of orgasms burst against her ass, she howled with a mixture of intense longing and pleasure. She felt K'Endarra's lengthy, shuddering climaxes through and through, and she sagged under the assault.
“Please let me come, K'Endarra! Pleeeeeease!” she cried out. “I'll die if you don't let me come tonight!"
“Not at all. You will only wish you had, my love,” the Queen panted behind her. “Now be still."
When Jendri was quiet, although still trembling, K'Endarra withdrew the small ivory dildo from her wife's anus. She replaced it with a larger, more bulbous ebony attachment, and without giving Jendri any notice, entered her pussy from behind. With a squishy pop, she was deeply embedded.
Jendri screeched with anticipation. It was possible she could come this way, even with the Jewel still firmly in place. She began to move with K'Enda
rra, but her wife immobilized her and drove in and out, hard and fast.
“Nuh ... oh ... uh ... uh...” Jendri grunted. She was so close! But all her attempts to increase the friction and pressure where she needed it proved fruitless. “Please don't stop, oh, please don't stop,” she begged. “Nggghhhhhh! Ah! Oh! Gods!"
K'Endarra did not stop, but she was experienced enough to know how to withhold pleasure from her wife while pleasing herself. A slight adjustment of the angle, combined with the speed of the Queen's thrusting hips, pinned Jendri at the edge of orgasm while the Queen exploded against her.
Helpless to protest or demand, Jendri writhed with fire while her lord and Queen spent herself. She almost didn't realize K'Endarra was turning her, still shackled, onto her back to remove the jewel. This time the heavy dildo, already slippery, slid in smoothly and when K'Endarra again rode to orgasm, grinding into Jendri with her spurs, she permitted her wife to join her.
Arching, screaming her spouse's name, Jendri came at long last, jerking helplessly in the shackles binding her to her own bed.
“Ohhhhhhh, oooohhhhh, K'Endarra,” Jendri moaned in gratitude. Her insides continued to spasm involuntarily, and she could easily have come again, more than once, but this was not K'Endarra's style. She liked to leave her women wanting and enthusiastic for her return. She slid the dildo out. Having enjoyed three multiple orgasms, she was satisfied enough for the night.
“Lick it clean and undress me,” she murmured to her first wife, already sleepy.
“Oh, my lord, I worship you,” Jendri sighed, easing herself out of the restraints. For safety and convenience, they were made to be released by the wearer, who bore them happily for their mutual pleasure.
“You had better,” K'Endarra yawned. It was her last remark before falling asleep, and so she did not feel the kisses Jendri applied to her boots as she undressed her lord. But that didn't matter. Jendri enjoyed herself anyway.
* * * *
The next day, as soon as Jendri and V'Anekka were alone in the huge state apartments, Jendri announced, “I believe I have hit upon a clever plan. What is it that K'Endarra desires most in all the world?"
“As we speak? Orgasm in the mouth of Sharue?” V'Anekka guessed.
“Exactly. And do we begrudge it?"
“Not at all! What we miss is K'Endarra's presence when she comes,” V'Anekka remarked dreamily, looking out the window. “Look. She is practicing jumps on Massinia. How I wish I were that horse."
Jendri joined her sister-wife. “Then we must convince her to let us go with her to the harem more often, or we must convince her to bring Sharue here."
V'Anekka turned. “The harem, of course, we can ask. But here? A concubine cannot leave the harem except on supervised leaves of absence."
“A fiancee can.” Jendri remarked.
“Ah, I see. I suppose that is inevitable. But Sharue is not yet ready to be a wife. She is not yet trained or broken to K'Endarra's demands."
“We can train her for K'Endarra, possibly better than the other concubines. They train women to be concubines, not wives. K'Endarra herself trains women to be wives, or delegates it to her more senior wives."
“As well I know,” V'Anekka remarked. She had grown up a great deal under Jendri's tutelage.
“An engagement need not be brief. It could last years. Then K'Endarra would be more often with us,” Jendri went on.
V'Anekka sighed. She was not anxious to live with the Queen's favorite concubine just yet. That would take some getting used to. “Let us see, first, if she will take us to the harem. Perhaps if we go with her there, she would be more agreeable, after a while, to a lengthy betrothal."
“Done. We'll each work on her separately when we have her to ourselves,” Jendri agreed. “We'll remind her how much we love to be near her when she is taking pleasure, how much she is stimulated by our need. She is so obsessed with Sharue right now she may have forgotten it is possible for her pleasure to be even more intense when we are there, dying for her."
V'Anekka smiled. “How can she resist?"
* * * *
Of course, both wives had to wait to be alone with K'Endarra, as she went to the harem for lunch, returning to their apartments late in the afternoon only to change for a Privy Council meeting which they all attended. After the meeting, she took V'Anekka immediately to her bed, planning to dine late with Jendri before retiring yet again to her harem.
K'Endarra came with her thighs locked around V'Anekka's head, with such explosive force that V'Anekka also climaxed hard enough to become disoriented. As usual, it was not necessary for the Queen to touch her second wife, who lay moaning under her as they both recovered. V'Anekka longed to come to K'Endarra's touch, but because she only came once a day, usually, her need was so great that she could never hold back until the monarch was entirely spent. And this pleased K'Endarra. Not only did she feel all the more powerful that she could make other women come just by coming herself, but there was no need to exert herself to please her second wife, either.
The Queen laughed. “Again, my touch is not necessary."
“Your touch would be very welcome, K'Endarra. Although I live to please you, nothing would please me more."
“Are your needs not met?"
“Yes, my lord, of course, but there are ... emotional needs as well,” V'Anekka confessed, giving her spouse a sidelong look from under lowered lashes.
“I see. Come, my love, and let me hold you,” K'Endarra invited. She had time enough for that.
V'Anekka slid gracefully into her wife's strong arms. “I miss you, my lord. I miss going to the harem with you and experiencing your pleasure there."
K'Endarra kissed her hair. “You bring up an interesting logistical problem."
“Do I? What is it?” The scientist in V'Anekka was perpetually curious.
“While wives are welcome in the harem, they are not permitted climax there,” K'Endarra reminded her younger spouse. “Lately, you come whenever I do."
“Ah, my lord, that is not entirely true."
“No?"
“No, Ma'am. If I am in contact with you when you climax, then yes, orgasm overwhelms me. How could it not? Your power is irresistible. But if I am not in your bed, or very close, although I am greatly aroused, I do not orgasm."
“But that raises yet another problem,” K'Endarra said. “What if I wish to remain in the harem for some length of time? How would you cope with such great need?"
“I am a disciplined concubine, my lord. When you spent the night in the harem but did not relieve my needs nor invite me to your bed, I was able to wait until your departure to take care of my arousal."
“Of course! You must have done that often,” K'Endarra mused. “With nine concubines I cannot come with or pleasure each of them on every visit."
V'Anekka saw no need to disabuse her wife of the notion. Discipline also allowed an experienced concubine to climax without giving any outward sign. When the monarch was in the throes of her own delight, she was unlikely to take notice of another woman's cough, sneeze or hiccup. If the aristocratic concubine in her arms came, that was expected and accepted. K'Endarra was always so completely engrossed in her own pleasures she would not have noticed if the other eight concubines sympathetically climaxed all at once!
“So then, may Jendri and I expect an invitation?"
K'Endarra smiled. “Perhaps in a day or two."
V'Anekka knew she had pressed far enough. “Thank you, my magnificent lord. I do adore you, you know."
“And I you, love. Send Jendri to me, if you would. I knew she must be tied in knots."
“Which you will only tighten with your teasing,” V'Anekka accused playfully.
“You know me too well. Be gone or I will tease you, too!"
V'Anekka, laughing, kissed her lover goodbye and scooped up her robe, pulling it around her as she let herself out of the room.
“Jendri!” she called excitedly from the Queen Consort's open door. “Our demanding lord will
have you now. And do not mention the harem. I think she is open to the idea. We had better not seem to nag."
“Oh, excellent, my darling. No, I'll say nothing,” Jendri agreed.
“Hurry. She is in a good mood,” V'Anekka urged.
“I don't doubt it.” Jendri said over her shoulder as she hurried to the Queen's bedchamber. “How could she not be, after enjoying you?"
“My love! Come in,” K'Endarra invited lazily. “Have you sent for our supper?"
“Indeed, my lord, and I will serve it to you in bed at your command."
“After I fuck you where I just had V'Anekka, we will dine. On your back."
Jendri could not hide her excitement. “Oh, yes, please!"
“You please me, wife,” K'Endarra growled, pinning Jendri under her. They began to kiss deeply, and Jendri could smell their mingled arousal as well as the scent of the recently-satisfied V'Anekka, which permeated the linens. Moaning together, they devoured one another until K'Endarra pulled Jendri's hand up into her womanhood. “I need you,” she gasped.
Jendri clutched at K'Endarra with her entire body, arching up into her breasts and belly, digging nails into her muscular back when the monarch came. “Ah! K'Endarra! Oh, by the gods! I love to feel you come! More, oh, please!"
K'Endarra heard her through a haze of ecstasy and obliged her consort by allowing her to experience another queenly climax. Then she sagged on her wife and let Jendri feel her relaxed satiation while they kissed gently.
“Oh, so good!” Jendri moaned. “Your climaxes defy description."
K'Endarra chuckled and entered Jendri with her fingers, her thumb on the Jewel. She pumped in and out, making the First Consort writhe uncontrollably. At the same time, they continued to kiss, keeping Jendri aroused to fever pitch.
Jendri did not beg. It would have been pointless in the monarch's bed, especially with the Jewel firmly locked in place. Gradually, K'Endarra slowed her thrusts and withdrew her fingers, leaving Jendri twitching with heat.
“Bring in our supper, my love,” she smiled, kissing her senior wife, teasing Jendri's tongue with her own.
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