All three prostrated themselves before K'Endarra on the floor before the steps, and the Chamberlain withdrew.
“Lepta, Chenta, put Fracta in the rack,” K'Endarra said quietly.
Fracta let out a deep groan of despair, but offered no resistance as she was led to the rack and restrained in it, legs splayed and arms over her head. Her iron girdle clanked dolefully.
K'Endarra waited and then told Jendri, “Attend me.” They rose and descended the steps while V'Anekka looked on. Chenta handed K'Endarra a short, coiled whip and backed away respectfully, kneeling next to Lepta in a corner well out of the Queen's reach.
K'Endarra walked around the rack, examining her captive, swishing the whip idly. “It's been a long two years for you, hasn't it?"
Fracta moaned, licked her lips and mumbled, “Yes, Lord Queen."
“Don't mumble,” K'Endarra instructed. The whip cracked and in a matter of seconds, Fracta's back was neatly, but lightly, cross-hatched with half a dozen welts. Fracta shrieked and rattled her restraints, then hung limply. K'Endarra reversed the whip and worked the handle up through the waste hole in the bottom of the chastity belt and into Fracta's vagina. The slave wailed and spasmed wildly around the stiffness of the improvised dildo.
“I know how you desire my touch, so there you are,” K'Endarra smiled. Jendri shuddered, but was relieved to see that K'Endarra had learned the lesson that the suggestion of pain, and, of course, the control of a person's body were far more effective means of punishment than a bloody beating.
K'Endarra returned to her throne, Jendri trailing. Fracta's body jerked uncontrollably in her bonds. Everyone else avoided looking at her.
Seating herself, K'Endarra snapped her fingers and the two remaining slaves ran up the steps and prostrated themselves. K'Endarra's boots rested on a stool so that the slaves could easily lick the soles. As they did so, they both began to moan with desire and soon K'Endarra ordered them to stop and kiss each other, to caress and suck one another's breasts to work themselves into a high state of arousal.
K'Endarra then produced a coin, one with her own likeness on it and said, “Chenta, call it in the air."
She flipped the coin and Chenta sang out, “Heads, Your Majesty."
K'Endarra let the coin fall. “Tails. Lepta, my sex. Chenta, my boot. Jendri, my lips, of course.” She opened her specially-tailored pants, sat on the throne and spread her legs wide. One leg went over Jendri's, one boot descended to the floor. Chenta lay flat on her face to kiss it and Lepta dove gratefully into K'Endarra's cleft. Not only would she eat the Queen to orgasm, but she would be allowed another treat right after.
K'Endarra sighed with pleasure and leaned back to let the three women serve her. She kept an eye on V'Anekka, who was flushed and squirming in her seat. The Queen held Jendri against her left side in a passionate embrace, kissing deeply. Jendri also caressed the Queen's muscular leg, which she held in her lap. Under that leg, the Queen Consort was again on fire. This was the seventh day and K'Endarra had promised to make love with her that night, but she still had to get through this encounter. At the same time, as Jendri had told V'Anekka, she was always thrilled to see another woman's head in her wife's crotch. There was something irresistible about being held by K'Endarra while she enjoyed another woman. Arrows of need shot through Jendri's body as she sucked K'Endarra's demanding tongue, and the longer it went on, the more Jendri craved it.
In the rack, Fracta writhed and arched toward Queen K'Endarra. Her nipples were swollen, and from the chastity belt her fluids dripped down the whip to the pink marble floor. The other slaves, completely naked as sex slaves always were, also dripped and did their duty in puddles of their own fluids. By now, every woman in the room was moaning for one reason or another. As to the kissing, slaves were non-people and what they saw didn't count. Thus the Queen could enjoy her wives’ kisses and her slaves’ services all at once without breaking any taboos. Idly, she wondered how to involve V'Anekka in the kissing as well, but her mind didn't dwell there long due to the expertise of Lepta's tongue in her crotch.
K'Endarra groaned deeply and pressed Lepta's head down. Jendri clung to her lord, savoring her lips and tongue, pressing for even more contact despite the deep ache it caused her. V'Anekka's knuckles were white on the arms of her chair. Chenta tightened her grip on the boot she was kissing. She knew well what to expect.
K'Endarra let herself explode onto Lepta's face. A river of royal lubricants ran down the slave's throat. K'Endarra humped hard and mercilessly until the wave of orgasm had passed, let Lepta clean her, and then pushed her back. She had promised to save some for her wives, and she had work to do as well.
“Caress yourself, Lepta. Show us how you adore your lord."
With a joyful cry, Lepta pitched forward and kissed K'Endarra's boots while rubbing herself with one hand and twisting her own nipples with the other. In a moment, the sex slave's climax overwhelmed her and she collapsed, her whole body twitching with the ecstasy she had earned. Chenta looked on enviously. She knew the rules. Whoever received the Queen's orgasms climaxed at her feet. The others had to wait until they left the royal presence and were at liberty to relieve their own needs.
But K'Endarra surprised her. “Chenta, you do the same. Show your adoration as well."
Wide-eyed, Chenta quickly obeyed the Queen, sobbing with gratitude as she poured herself out at the Queen's booted feet. Both slaves lay panting on the floor awaiting the usual instructions. Fracta groaned continuously in agony, as she was meant to. It was what K'Endarra used her for.
“Lick up your messes and get Fracta down,” K'Endarra said.
They were only too happy to obey. Fracta also licked up the pool of fluids she had produced, and soon all three were kneeling beside the rack.
“Except for Fracta, you are dismissed,” K'Endarra commanded.
As the doors closed, K'Endarra nodded to Jendri, who knelt to close the Queens’ trousers.
“Come here, Fracta,” K'Endarra ordered.
The slave crawled to the bottom of the steps and lay there on her face. “Up on your knees so I can see you,” K'Endarra snapped.
Fracta obeyed warily.
“Your lord the Queen Consort has a proposal. Your Majesty?” she prompted.
Jendri explained the plan to the surly slave who forgot protocol and stared in open-mouthed amazement at her surprise benefactor.
“Can you do it, Fracta?” Jendri asked her. “We want a totally compliant concubine, one who is eager to please the Queen with no thought of herself. She must display genuine desire and willing obedience, as well as absolute submission. Otherwise you will remain in that belt. Your success, however, will make you a Paxverdi Lancer. You'll start over as a private, but you are young and strong. That should not pose a problem."
“A Lancer, Majesty?” An experienced soldier, Fracta knew this was an elite unit, a mounted unit. Even a private would have enormous prestige, and she could live in the mountains and have a new life. She nodded, more sure of herself than she had been since she was sentenced. “I can make her eat, sleep and think of nothing but service to my lord the Queen. She will not remember a time when there was anything else in her life."
Jendri smiled. They did not tell her yet that she would receive the services of the concubine in a private suite for 24 hours. That might have proven too distracting.
“Good. The hearing is next week, and a belt is being made for her. Devise a plan of action while you are waiting, and when next we summon you, bring the belt and keys."
Fracta nodded. “As you command, my lord."
K'Endarra warned, “Fail and you will beg for death. Dismissed."
Fracta fell on her face again, rose and departed before anyone could change their minds.
K'Endarra waited until the door closed, then clapped her hands in sheer delight. “I can hardly wait! Let's go to bed!"
And thus the second of K'Endarra's plans regarding her women unfolded.
Jendri, as was her habit and
her choice, undressed both of the other women, turned down the bed and tidied the room as they began to make love.
She slid in at the foot and awaited K'Endarra's commands.
V'Anekka, having watched the torment of the slaves and the initial satisfaction of her spouse, was wracked with need. She grunted fiercely in K'Endarra's arms, and K'Endarra obliged her temporarily, allowing V'Anekka to think her orgasm was imminent, but then she drew back from their deep kiss and slid her hand from between the Second Consort's legs.
“I must deal with Jendri before we go further. This will not take long."
V'Anekka lay clutching at herself, willing herself not to complete her orgasm, as she watched what K'Endarra did to Jendri.
As she had the last time, K'Endarra collared her first wife while whispering endearments, kissing her and playing with the Jewel. But this time, the gold chain was adjusted so that it ran from the collar to a loop around the spreader bar, and was finally clipped to the setting of the Jewel. As before, Jendri's hands were over her head, shackled to the headboard.
V'Anekka next inserted the buttplug and dildo, but left the gag out. “Talk to us, Jendri, while I fuck my other wife. Tell us how you feel.” Then K'Endarra pumped the dildo in and out roughly to force Jendri close to orgasm before abandoning her to the vicarious thrill of the Queen's pleasures. Jendri rocked, enjoying the deep, twisting thrusts of the dildo and looking up at her lord with utter devotion.
K'Endarra responded with affection, kissing Jendri sensuously as she lay in her bonds, suckling and pinching her nipples to soreness. Then she turned to V'Anekka, whose eyes were glazed with desire.
“Finish me, wife,” K'Endarra commanded, lying back and raising her legs high to permit V'Anekka to enter her.
Without a word about her own needs, V'Anekka plunged into K'Endarra's cleft and clutched at her ass, driving her tongue up and in as far as she could reach. K'Endarra's legs came down, imprisoning her consort. She reached over between Jendri's legs and wrapped her fingers around the Jewel. It seemed to throb with its own power, lifting her to a new level of arousal. She held her wife's life in her hand, and could dispose of it as she pleased.
Jendri began to talk as instructed, arching herself into K'Endarra's grip. “Oh, I am so close, my lord! But I want to feel your bliss, not mine, so you are right to leave me in want. The heat! It is always the incredible heat that drives me wild. It is like a red-hot coal always burning in my cunt. I long for you to touch it, yet I would not displease you. The chain is pulling at my womanhood and it is incredibly exciting. I can't move without feeling as though my clit is being held in a clamp. I love it! My torment is my gift to you.” Panting, Jendri paused to collect her thoughts, then rushed on. “I am unworthy of pleasure, my lord. As your slave I have no rights, and even feeling you come is a great privilege. I would rather give up my crown than be cut off from your presence when you enjoy orgasms."
“Very good,” K'Endarra gasped, ready to burst. “Now be quiet and watch the lord of your universe as her pleasure is shared with her second wife."
K'Endarra rewarded her devoted lovers by coming copiously, feeding her second wife more sweetness than she could handle, until the juices coated V'Anekka's face and ran down over her breasts. K'Endarra roared with laughter and delight, pulling V'Anekka up into her arms. They kissed and V'Anekka caressed the Queen's womanhood so that K'Endarra came until she was empty of all response, but K'Endarra was careful to avoid touching V'Anekka, to make sure she did not climax automatically.
Beside them, Jendri also cried out with passion. Her adored lover's orgasms made her own clit spasm sharply, even though she could not come. The feeling of helpless need was thrilling and addictive. She wanted more.
Suddenly K'Endarra sat up and grabbed V'Anekka by both arms. “Do you want to come, woman? Do you?"
“Yes, please, my lord Queen!” V'Anekka begged. “I am dying for release!"
“Good! Sit yourself on Jendri's face and come!” K'Endarra ordered, pushing her wife toward the First Consort.
Beside herself, and knowing K'Endarra would not touch her, she had no choice but to obey or suffer excruciating torture. V'Anekka threw one leg over Jendri's head and mounted her. “Forgive me,” she gasped, “but I must come!"
“Oh, V'Anekka, your pleasure is mine,” Jendri replied happily through a mouthful of her lover's sex. She could not embrace V'Anekka because she was bound, but she pushed up hard to feel the other woman's ass against her breasts, and as she licked and nibbled the engorged clit in her mouth, she writhed madly to excite V'Anekka more.
It took barely a minute in V'Anekka's state of arousal. “Ah! Ah! My lord!” V'Anekka shrieked, addressing K'Endarra even though the Queen was not touching her. However, K'Endarra realized that in V'Anekka's condition, she might lose her balance, so she knelt behind her second wife and held her down on Jendri's face so that she came until she was exhausted. Then, gently, she lifted V'Anekka clear and laid her beside Jendri.
“In the future, start earlier and enjoy it more,” K'Endarra suggested gently.
“Mmmmmm,” V'Anekka sighed. “You may be right."
“And you, Jendri? What are your feelings?” K'Endarra wanted to know.
“I am slave to both of you in private,” Jendri smiled. “I am pleased to take your come at any time, V'Anekka. Just use me. You needn't waste time asking."
“Very good.” K'Endarra lay down between her wives and took Jendri, still shackled, into her arms. “I want pleasure for V'Anekka during those times I may not be available to provide it. After Sharue is sentenced, especially, I will be more focused on her. I will have to use her a great deal to train her, so V'Anekka will, of course, upon watching me, need to make use of you. Satisfy her as if she were me,” K'Endarra ordered, stroking Jendri's Jewel.
Jendri tensed and writhed. “Ohhhhhhhh, my lord. Yes, as you wish. Anything for my liege the Queen."
K'Endarra continued stroking. She toyed with the dildo, sliding it slowly in and out of Jendri's gushing canal, much more gentle than she had been earlier. Jendri moaned and K'Endarra kissed her tenderly. “Remember, you are in my bed. You will not come."
“I would never come without your permission, my love,” Jendri said, pressing herself up into K'Endarra's hand. “I only wish to show you my love and desire."
K'Endarra smiled and removed the dildo. She slid three strong fingers inside Jendri and let her thumb rest on the Jewel. They kissed slowly for several long moments without stopping. The K'Endarra broke the contact. “Be still, love, and think about tonight, when I will lie with you alone. Leave the buttplug in until I come to your bed."
Jendri obeyed, taking deep breaths until her shuddering was under control. K'Endarra then released her from her restraints, and all the women left K'Endarra's bed to be about their business until after supper.
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CHAPTER NINE
Jendri was trembling all over. It was almost time for K'Endarra to come to her chambers. Jendri could not wait to please her wife again. She pitied V'Anekka but knew the Queen's younger wife might very well lie outside the door, stroking herself and relieving her own needs. K'Endarra usually left the inner doors open so the wives could hear each other with their lord. She felt it helped keep them aroused and focused on her.
Suddenly K'Endarra knocked and entered all at once, so that Jendri barely had time to kneel and kiss her boots. K'Endarra was not in the mood for protocol, though.
“Up and into bed, wife,” she ordered, giving Jendri's butt a light smack. “It has been hours! Is your buttplug in?"
Jendri feigned horror at the idea of removing it against her wife's orders. “My liege, I would never willingly disobey you!!"
“Excellent! Leave it in. I have been unable to put your earlier torture out of my mind, darling. I am already on fire for you."
“And I for you, my lord,” Jendri said dreamily. She lay down for K'Endarra to dispose of her as she wished, and the Queen put her on her back, legs spread, freeing her
to move to mold herself to the Queen's muscular body. Jendri felt the leather pants, the high boots, the sharpness of the spurs, and she began to vibrate with anticipation. She caressed the tight smoothness of K'Endarra's backside, pulling her down tightly into her crotch.
“Please me,” K'Endarra growled, and their lips met.
“With your permission, I shall do nothing but that all night,” Jendri murmured into their kiss.
“It is your seventh day,” K'Endarra reminded her submissive wife.
“And I am but your slave,” Jendri responded. “I live to satisfy you."
“And your needs?” K'Endarra asked, biting her Consort's throat.
“I have no need but your pleasure. Fill me with your come and I will be more content that you can possibly know,” Jendri whispered.
“Show me,” K'Endarra demanded.
“How does my lord want to climax first?” Jendri inquired.
K'Endarra pressed Jendri's body deeply into the mattress. “I wish to keep you under me like this for a while. Do your duty, and do it slowly."
Both women shifted so that Jendri could get her hand up into K'Endarra's crotch. This released a flood of lubricants that bathed Jendri's own womanhood, and she moaned with desire. “My dear lord!"
K'Endarra nipped her throat again. “Be quiet."
Jendri obeyed, arching up, and pulling K'Endarra down at the same time. They rocked together with Jendri barely moving her hand. Whenever K'Endarra wanted more, she applied her spurs so that they didn't have to stop kissing.
Gradually the Queen's rate of breathing increased. “I am coming, Jendri,” she murmured. “Can you feel it?"
“Oh ... ah ... yes ... please, K'Endarra,” Jendri whimpered. “Do not deny me your pleasure."
“Nonsense. I will fill you,” K'Endarra promised, but she slowed her rocking movements. “You do the work,” she ordered softly against Jendri's lips. “Do all of it, slave. Serve me."
“Ah, gods, let me always serve you,” Jendri groaned, her hand embedded deep in her spouse. “Come, my lord. Come hard for me."
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