Jendri nodded and drank her fill.
“Fill the canteens, fold the blanket and come along,” K'Endarra ordered, sending Jendri to the stream. She and V'Anekka mounted and waited, and Jendri followed their horses back to the meadow carrying the blanket, which was by now heavy and wet with sweat and vaginal fluids.
“Get your horse, Jendri, and walk her back here,” K'Endarra said when they reached the meadow again. The horse was grazing a good hundred yards away, but Jendri did exactly as she was told, carrying the rough blanket all the way and leading the horse back barefoot.
K'Endarra smiled at her wife, pleased with her unquestioning obedience. “Put the blanket over the saddle and mount. Make sure your legs are not rubbing the horse, or you will scrape yourself raw."
“Should I not dress, my lord?” Jendri asked.
“No, you should not. Ride behind us, let us say 40 yards or so."
Jendri let them get a lead and then urged her mount forward. Her raw ass ground into the wool blanket, and she was soon eating the dust raised by the other horses, which clung to all the wet places on her body and got into her eyes, nose and mouth. She used one hand to cover her face but it didn't help very much. She coughed, gagged and sneezed but offered no complaint, nor did she move from behind the other horses on the dusty trail that led toward the foot of the lofty hill crowned by the great Castle Golgathex. She kept her head down and did her best to please her wife, as always.
K'Endarra then urged her horse to a trot, and all the way to the base of the hill, Jendri had her naked backside spanked again by the harsh wool blanket.
K'Endarra reined in close to a small copse. “Do you know where we are, love?” she asked Jendri when she rode up. The First Consort was coated in fine brown dust.
“Yes, my lord. This is the north side of the hill. You can't ride up the trail here. It's too steep."
“Very good. Dismount, darling, and hand over your reins. Take the blanket and your canteen. Is it full?"
Jendri shook her head. “No, Lord K'Endarra. I have been drinking from it."
“Top it up, V'Anekka. She will need it. Jendri, bring your shirt over here and wipe our boots, please. It has been a dusty ride."
K'Endarra smiled as she watched her wife standing in the road, naked, cleaning their filthy boots with her shirt. When Jendri realized she wasn't getting them clean with just the shirt, she licked them to make sure they would be presentable when they rode back in through the gates.
V'Anekka smiled lovingly down at Jendri as she rubbed her high black riding boots. “Thank you, darling."
Jendri looked up at her. “It is my pleasure to serve you in every way.” The two women exchanged a long look, and then Jendri bent to lick V'Anekka's boot again. She felt V'Anekka shudder.
“All right, Jendri, you may dress,” K'Endarra said, and they looked down at Jendri while she sat in the dirt beside their horses and put her grimy clothing on over her equally dirty and sore body. Then K'Endarra handed her own canteen down. “Drink more. You have been licking dusty leather. It had to be done, of course, and you did it without being told. Well done, slave."
“I am always happy to lick your boots, my lord,” Jendri replied, handing the canteen back.
“No, you keep it, and your own. Take the blanket in case the weather changes, and return via the trail. I suggest you come in one of the back doors. You may not want the staff to see you in your present condition."
“As you command, Lord K'Endarra."
“Down, Jendri. Lie in the dust and wait until we are out of sight. Then you may follow."
Jendri lay down and pressed her face into the dirt until she heard the horses start. As they rode away, she heard K'Endarra say, “I could use a bath."
“And I would love to bathe you, my lord,” V'Anekka replied.
“Permission granted."
Jendri waited until they went around the next bend, then rose to begin the steep ascent, the two canteens and the heavy blanket slung over her shoulders.
* * * *
About an hour and a half later, Jendri snuck in the service door to the Imperial suite. She dropped the blanket inside the door and headed for her own chambers to clean the canteens.
“Jendri! Come in, darling!” she heard K'Endarra call as she crossed the corridor.
“I am not presentable, my lord,” Jendri called back.
“That's fine. Come here, love,” K'Endarra invited, and Jendri went to stand in the doorway to the Imperial bedroom. There she saw the Queen and the Marquess lazing in the rumpled bed. Trays stacked with dirty dishes were on the floor. Apparently servants had removed their soiled clothes and brought a meal.
“Oh, you do look a mess,” K'Endarra laughed. “But I'll tell you what. Our dirty bathwater is still in the tub. Go have a nice long soak. Then, clean up the bathroom, and you can let that water out and have six inches of fresh, hot water to bathe in. Run along."
“Yes, my lord,” Jendri said, bowing.
The enormous pink marble room was still steamy, and it looked as if it had been hit by a tornado. There was water all over the floor, along with wet towels and puddles of bath oil, shampoo and a dusting of powder. Nevertheless, Jendri stripped naked and got into the tepid water with a groan. She took a used washcloth and began to remove the layers of dirt.
“By the way, we made love in that water,” K'Endarra yelled.
“Thank you, my lord,” Jendri responded.
When Jendri had done all she could in the gray water, she rose from the bath and used the dirty towels to clean up the room and dry it while the tub was draining. Then she ran the prescribed six inches of hot water and bathed again, washing her hair and using lotion on all the sore spots she could reach. She dried with a clean towel when she got out, wiped the tub with it, and after she put on her robe, she carried all the dirty linen to the service door and left it by the filthy blanket she had hauled up the steep rocky path to the castle.
She returned to K'Endarra's door. “Will there be anything else, lord Queen?"
“Are you hungry?” K'Endarra inquired.
“Yes, my lord,” Jendri replied humbly.
“You may lick our plates clean and eat anything left over. Then if you are still hungry you may send down for more."
Jendri went to the pile of dishes and knelt, licking each one as she listened to V'Anekka massaging the Queen on her bed. The Queen Consort ate bread crusts, gnawed bits of meat off some chicken bones, licked crusted egg and vegetable shreds from dishes that had once held quiche and other delicacies. She drank salad dressing from the bottoms of nearly empty bowls. Congealed gravy, hard cheese rinds, fruit cores and peelings and the dried remains of some creamy dessert completed her meal. She stacked the spotless dishes neatly and carried the trays back to the service door. Then she prepared for bed and returned to the door of K'Endarra's room with her canteen. The Queen turned from her embrace with V'Anekka. “Do you need anything else to eat, my love?"
“No, my lord, there was more than enough of your leavings to fill me. With your permission, I will retire. I am quite tired from today's exercise."
“Of course. The floor or the foot of the bed. The choice is yours, my love."
Jendri understood. “With your permission, I will sleep at your feet. The bed will be more comfortable for me tonight."
“By all means, Jendri. Kiss me goodnight first."
Jendri knelt beside the bed and kissed the Queen tenderly, and despite her exhaustion, the taste of K'Endarra's tongue immediately aroused her.
K'Endarra felt it and smiled, releasing her. “And what day is today, darling?"
“Day eleven, Your Majesty,” Jendri informed her.
“Very good. Lie down and go to sleep."
Jendri loosened the bedclothes at the foot of the Imperial bed and slid in, trying not to disturb the lovers above her. Soon the bed was rocking with the love-making of the Queen and the Marquess of Esuria. Jendri thrust gently into her own hand as she lay listening to them, stroking
the Jewel between her legs. When K'Endarra came, both wives groaned with delight. Then the familiar warmth engulfed Jendri and she fell deeply asleep.
* * *
CHAPTER TEN
Jendri was awakened by more rocking the next morning. V'Anekka was going down on the Queen and the Queen was enthusiastically humping her face. When K'Endarra was done coming in V'Anekka's mouth, she whipped the covers off the bed and commanded. “Jendri, give head to my lovely second consort, if you please."
Neither woman protested and soon V'Anekka was enjoying the services of the Queen Consort. “Yes, Jendri, do it to me, go deep and suck hard. Good, oohhhhhhhh, yes!” she pushed down. “I'm coming. Take it. Take all of it! Uh ... uh ... oohhhhhhhhh!"
K'Endarra watched, laughing, and kissed V'Anekka deeply. “Keep eating her, Jendri. I'm sure she can come again."
V'Anekka clung to the Queen, moaning. It was the first time she had a chance to enjoy kissing while receiving oral sex, and she was thrilled with it. In moments her hips were leaping from the bed again, and she washed Jendri's face with her orgasms until she was exhausted.
Jendri groaned happily, her ache more than compensated for by the pleasure of the women she loved. She lay cleansing V'Anekka until the Marquess stroked her hair gently and thanked her.
“You are dismissed, Jendri. Join us for breakfast,” K'Endarra commanded.
“Of course, my lord."
Jendri felt her slavery keenly and so was careful to dress plainly before going in to the Queen again. It turned out to be a wise decision. The table was set and the food had been rolled in on an elaborate cart with chafing dishes, bread baskets and fruit.
“Put your setting on the floor, Jendri, and serve us. We will feed you,” K'Endarra said, arranging her napkin.
Jendri prepared plates and poured beverages for the other women. Then she knelt between their chairs and waited with her head bowed. As the two regal Asperians ate, they handed down bread crusts, an overcooked egg, a fatty piece of meat, fruit skins, all of which Jendri was forced to eat with her hands. Then they passed down their dirty plates and Jendri licked them on the floor at their feet. It was easier than the night before because the food had not yet dried on the dishes.
“Pour yourself a glass of water or juice, Jendri,” K'Endarra said casually. “And you can take anything left over in the chafing dishes. Put it on your plate, but eat it on the floor. Then replace your setting so the servants won't realize you are our slave. And we'll eat this way from now on."
“Yes, Lord K'Endarra,” Jendri agreed. The cold and drying bits and pieces stuck to the pans were all she needed. Then she cleaned up after the other women and herself.
“You may go,” K'Endarra said to Jendri, sipping her coffee. “Be dressed and ready for our the audience with Fracta and Sharue at ten. I want you every inch the Queen."
“Yes, Majesty.” Jendri kissed the Queen's boots and V'Anekka's hand and left to change into the uniform of the day.
As she was dressing, V'Anekka knocked on her door. “Darling Jendri, may I come in?” the willowy blonde woman asked.
“Of course,” Jendri smiled. She crossed the room to V'Anekka, took her hand and kissed it. “I hope your new slave is pleasing you."
V'Anekka took Jendri in her arms for a warm, affectionate embrace. “Immensely. Sit down, love. I have something to show you."
They sat side by side on the bed and V'Anekka opened her hand. “Look."
Jendri glanced down at the tiny key. “You have always been my alternate keyholder for K'Endarra in case of any emergency. What of it?"
“Look again."
Jendri did, and her eyes widened. “Oh. Both of them."
“Yes. I will, of course, give her one back, but she wants me to be your primary key-holder for the next few weeks so that her involvement with Sharue doesn't interfere with your health and hygiene."
“Then I must call you ‘my lord,'” Jendri said.
“You certainly may, although I do not require it” V'Anekka said kindly.
“No, I will give you the honor you are due, Lord V'Anekka,” Jendri said seriously, and she slid to the floor and kissed V'Anekka's feet. “I am your slave. Use me as you see fit."
V'Anekka reached down and lifted Jendri's chin. “I will be gentle with you. Do not be afraid."
Jendri smiled up into the stunning blue eyes of her new lord. There was nothing to fear from this brilliant and benevolent young woman.
* * * *
K'Endarra was groaning theatrically and all three women were laughing in the great Imperial bed.
“Well, I would have to call that a success,” V'Anekka hiccuped.
“Yes, it's hard to call two dozen orgasms a failure,” Jendri remarked.
“How can you be so cruel? I did without her for almost two weeks!” K'Endarra exclaimed.
“Oh, and you only had two wives, eight more concubines and three sex slaves to please you,” V'Anekka said sarcastically. “Poor baby."
K'Endarra scowled. “You overstep, Madame Marquess."
V'Anekka regarded her. “I would worry if I thought you had the strength to do something about it."
K'Endarra stared, incredulous, then exploded in laughter. “It is my own fault! I give you a slave, and you respond by acting like the lord of the universe."
“Well, you were right. I enjoy her. Don't you enjoy being my slave, Jendri?"
“How could I not? You are beautiful and commanding. You know how to make use of a woman,” Jendri said dreamily.
“I had the best teacher in the realm for that,” V'Anekka said, smiling up at K'Endarra.
“Ah, you are both so desirable,” K'Endarra sighed, “and I love you dearly, but I am exhausted. V'Anekka, take your slave away and do what you will with her. I should be recovered by this evening and both of you may serve me then."
“What about Sharue?” V'Anekka asked. “I think the only thing you did not do to her was to set her pubic hair on fire."
K'Endarra laughed so hard she almost rolled off the bed, but V'Anekka grabbed her and held on, kissing her neck and hair. “Make a note and I will try that next. No, actually, tell Fracta to take her down in an hour or so. Then she can find some really disgusting manual labor for her, such as emptying privies. I want her busy all day every day, so that when she is here to serve me, she will see it as a reward. I want her to think of the soles of my boots as an exotic treat."
Jendri looked confused. “They are an exotic treat!"
K'Endarra laughed. “For that, I will devise a special treat just for a very special slave-wife. Now leave me, you sluts."
“Sweet dreams, Lord K'Endarra,” Jendri said, tucking her wife in.
“Sweet pussies to you,” K'Endarra joked, and yawned. “Lower the lamps and post a guard. I do not wish to be disturbed."
Jendri saw to all of K'Endarra's orders, then went quickly to V'Anekka's chambers where she found the beautiful Marquess already lounging in her bed.
She knelt at the foot and looked up at K'Endarra's favorite. “How may I serve you, my lord?"
“Lie with me, Jendri,” V'Anekka commanded softly, as she always did.
“Oh, gods, yes,” Jendri sighed.
V'Anekka placed her friend and slave under her, and said, “Can you guess what I want?"
“It does not matter. Take it,” Jendri breathed.
“I would kiss you, Jendrikar Verrian, Queen Consort of Asperia and Duke of Paxverdi. Do you agree?"
“We ... we can't! K'Endarra—"
“K'Endarra is already our wife. She is kissing both of us and probably Sharue, whom she certainly will kiss if she proposes to her. I know you have kissed other women before you came to Asperia, but I have not. Nor will the priests ever question us again. And now you are my slave and K'Endarra said to do with you as I pleased."
“If she found out, she would kill us,” Jendri worried.
“Then do not tell her.” And before Jendri could protest further, V'Anekka took her mouth. The kiss was long
and slow. Neither woman wanted to break it.
“Oh, my lord,” Jendri sighed at last. “That is wonderful!"
V'Anekka was trembling all over with excitement. “You are right, it is risky, but well worth it. Now, spread your legs, slave. I want that Jewel."
“It is yours to take, Lord V'Anekka,” Jendri said, her voice shaking.
V'Anekka gently removed the huge ruby and put it in Jendri's hand. “Clean yourself for me.” She rolled away and Jendri hurried to V'Anekka's bath chamber. She tried always to keep herself and the device as clean as possible but the Jewel did interfere to a certain degree, and Jendri was always happy for a chance to be more thorough.
She returned to V'Anekka and laid the Jewel at her feet.
The Marquess nodded. “I thank you. Your obedience is most pleasing, especially because it is given so lovingly. Now, come here and make love to me, my sweet. You are much more than a slave to me; you know that, do you not?"
“Yes, darling, I know it,” Jendri sighed, sliding under the long, smooth body of K'Endarra's second wife. “Please, use me."
V'Anekka smiled. “Touch me, love. I will give you my orgasms while we kiss."
V'Anekka was bigger than K'Endarra, and just as strong. It aroused Jendri immensely to be held down by this Amazon. She caressed the bulb of V'Anekka's clitoris with respect and adoration while surrendering completely to her kisses. Her lord's fluids trickled out and wet Jendri's mound and thighs.
The Marquess moaned in deep pleasure, learning what K'Endarra already knew: as a dominant, kissing your lover is a form of power over her. She rocked and pulled Jendri's hand deep inside her, at the same time grinding heavily into Jendri's own womanhood.
“Be careful,” Jendri gasped. “I do not have the Jewel to protect me."
“Suppress, my love,” V'Anekka instructed. “Concentrate, and hold back."
And she pressed deeper, harder.
Jendri groaned in genuine distress, but she obeyed. Above her, the Marquess panted with the imminence of her own orgasm, not at all concerned with Jendri's struggles. She was gentle, as she had promised, but she was every bit as strict and demanding as Queen K'Endarra herself.
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