Thralls of the Dark Queen Part 1: Falling Into Bliss

by Echo Stardust

  The smooth feeling of the belt rubbed softly against Nyx’s rear. Her teeth bit softly on her lip, anticipating another strike. “I don’t understand what you just said,” Alexia slowly ground the belt between her ass cheeks, rubbing them softly. “But I think you’re telling the truth.” The belt moved away.

  Inside, Echo looked about groggily, her mind trying to recollect how she ended up in such a bed.

  “Now, because I am such an animal, explain what you just said.”

  Nyx thought frantically, trying to piece together what she could tell this savage that would appease her. Finally, she just began to speak. “W-well, you grew up in a village, right?”

  “Yes,” cooed Alexia, wrapping her arms about the Queen,

  “And… that village was in a nation or kingdom or something I suppose, right?”

  “Yes,” Alexia’s hard flesh pressed against the Queen’s back, swaying as she traced a finger around her nipple.

  “And that kingdom was one of a numerous kingdoms and all of them were made up of something you called a ‘world’, right?”

  Alexia’s tongue flicked against Nyx’s earlobe as she softly pinched at her prey’s nipple, not hard enough to inflict pain but enough to let her prey know her Queen was running low on patience. “What is your point?”

  “Well a planet is another word for world. There are many of them, beyond count actually. And it’s part of a star system. That is, it circles a star with other worlds. And those systems make up our galaxy, you understand.”

  “No.” Alexia struck Nyx on her thigh, the sting causing Nyx to toss her head back. She groaned, her head setting on Alexia’s shoulder. “Explain it better.”

  Nyx shook her head, closing her eyes to fight back tears. “I… I can’t explain it better than that!”

  An innate hopelessness overtook her. No matter what she told this primate, it wouldn’t matter. She was the monarch of the most advanced civilization in the Galaxy, at the command of an endless legion of troops and starships who would fly off to war at her command. She could travel to the ends of the galaxy and back in a matter of weeks. And yet, she was at the mercy of some cave-woman who didn’t even know what a galaxy was.

  Her sex moistened, lips quivering a moan as she contemplated the irony: the most feared ruler in all the stars reduced to a primate’s fuck toy. Indeed, this game is fun.

  “Why did your forces bring us here?”

  Echo was awake now, looking toward the veranda, her eyes meeting Nyx’s as she slowly realized what was happening outside.

  “I…they bring me thralls from all over the Galaxy. Men and women, mostly from prima…less advanced cultures. I bring them here, process them and pleasure them.”

  “You mean slaves.” Nyx felt a fearful rage building in Alexia’s voice.

  “No!” Nyx corrected. “We don’t have slavery here. We create servitors to handle petty tasks, and robo… machines to do manual labor. Thralls are not slaves, they are….playthings.” She closed her eyes, expecting another strike. Instead, she heard Alexia moan. Her moaning came closer as the Nyx felt the warm, moistened flesh of her mistress’s leg come between her thighs.

  “Your… playthings. What do you do to them?” the fingernails of mistress’ hand softly ran themselves over their prey’s belly. “Tell me…. And be specific.”

  Nyx whimpered, her voice quivering. This next part of the game was going to be her favorite.

  “I…there was this man we took once. A holy man of some kind. He was pious, clean, and handsome. I was kind to him, played stupid, naïve, innocent, telling him I thought my soul was dirty and filthy, but I was playing. I took him to my chambers, undressed him, and disrobed. I told him I was far too sinful as I bared myself. I writhed, begging for forgiveness as I took this cock in my mouth.” Nyx sucked her lips together, remembering the tastes, the texture of his sex. “He was begging for his God to save him from temptation, all the while I could feel his fingers weaving in my hair, thrusting his sex deeper down my throat. As he was quickening, close to release, I stopped, weeping, playing the distressed maiden as I wrapped myself around him and telling him I feared the Devil.

  “And he didn’t stop. He said that I had put the Devil in him and he turned me around on my belly. I kicked and cried and pleaded, still playing, as he fucked me raw.”

  Nyx stopped. Alexia’s body was clinging tight to her now, reaching around to softly graze her sex as she inelegantly massaged her new slave’s perk hard breast. Nyx wriggled her ass playfully against her mistress, making sure her ass pressed tight against the humid jungle of Alexia’s sex.

  Inside, little Echo was listening. The blonde princess has wrapped herself in Nyxana’s silken blankets, her hands disappearing beneath the surface between her legs as she closed her eyes.

  A hand softly but firmly grasped Nyx’s neck “Keep. Going.”

  “There were… these two. From another world. Young lovers, just entering adulthood. The boy was roughly 19, she had just that day blossomed into 18. As they stood before me, I ordered my court to engage in a great orgy. I loved tempting them. The boy was very naïve, but very protective of his young maiden. But in the girl, I could see she was curious as she watched my court fuck and coo in pleasure. I said I was the Goddess of love, and I was presiding over young lovers and I wanted to see how pure their love was. He was rebellious, demanding me to take them back to their home. But she was…adventurous. She assured him that it was folly to make such demands of a Goddess and begged him to reconsider.”

  “How did she beg?”

  “She rubbed his chest, softly undressed him and tossed him onto the pillow bed in my audience chamber. Then she straddled him, taking his cock inside her as she softly bounced on him. He was inexperienced, sometimes thrusting upward, but mainly just rubbing those small tits of hers. My guards disrobed and began to jack themselves as they watched. She loved the audience, and I loved the way she moved, like a dancer on his rod, like she was waiting all her life. I fingered my snatch, hypnotized by her performance.”

  Nyx gyrated harder, thrusting her back against her mistress as thought bucking back against a phantom cock. “And as they were close to the apex, I ordered my other pets to separate them, and ordered my guards to ravage her. The boy protested, made a large scene that he wanted her, but she was already so lost she only threw herself on my guards, kissing and cooing and pleading for them to be inside her.

  “I had the boy brought to me, his cock still hard, and I made him fuck me. Made him fuck me as he watched my guard’s gang fuck his pretty lover.”

  Alexi was pressing hard against Nyx now their bodies crushing against the lattice. “You made them gang rape her then?”

  Nyx giggled as she reached around and ran her fingers though Alexia’s crimson curls, inwardly beaming at her disobedience to her mistress. Maybe mistress will punish me for this. “Oh no. She loved it. She even told me later it was a fantasy of hers; making him watch as other men took her. I confess it was one of my favorite sights. Watching her pink little body thrashing between my guards, bouncing up and down, begging her lover for forgiveness, but all the while unable to hide the bliss in her face.”

  “And the boy?”

  “He was… a little more distraught. But I could tell he was still willing, despite everything. He was gazing into me with these soft yellow eyes, confused like a doe, whining that he didn’t understand why he liked it so much. I trapped him between my legs, playing again that I was actually the Goddess of Lust and him and his lover were now my slaves. He cursed me, called me a witch, but he refused to stop fucking me. I laughed, my quim milking his throbbing meat,” Nyx hissed out a breath, the word “meat” raising the heat in her flesh. “Soon he was just fucking like a mad beast as I beckoned my guards to bring his woman over. I loved watching them both cum. Loved watching them watch each other cry and brought to splendor knowing it was someone else.”

  Echo and Nyx’s eyes met, and Echo stopped for a moment. Her hands travelled up to the pet
ite and subtle curves of breasts, tossing off the blanket as she spread her legs. She scooted closer to the edge, her fingers spreading her pink nether lips as she let Nyx watch her tiny fingers burrow into her gash.

  Alexia turned her prey around, forcing her back against the lattice as she entrapped her in her arms. “Why do you do this to people?” the New Queen asked. “Why do you like to play with innocent people like this?”

  Nyx shook her head. “I don’t do it to be cruel or to mislead faithful. I do it because I… I love being swept up in it too. I love being fucked by virtuous gentlemen. And when ladies howl in pleasure. I just… I love thinking about my world fucking. Other worlds fucking. All living things of existence in this endless orgy, this black h… whirlpool…that just entraps and enraptures all things into this never-ending pits of cocks and pussies and tits and climaxes… My Queen! Please I need you!”

  Nyxana thrashed about madly, driving her flesh against Alexia’s. Disobediently, her arms wrapped about mistresses body, wanting to entangle herself in her hard Amazonian body. “Mmm punish me! Whip me! I don’t care! But just fuck me! Just once my Queen!”

  Alexia pulled Nyx by her hair and threw her back onto the bean sack. “Spread your Legs.” Alexia cracked the belt again. “Now!” Nyx obeyed. “Now moisten yourself for me.”

  Nyx was already so wet down there, but she licked the palm of her hand and fingers all the same before bringing them to her hot burning flower. A moan escaped her lips as they curled into a smile, little trickles of bliss tormenting her hips. A crack of the belt and her hands retreated upward in submission.

  “I will be the one who decides how you cum, understand?” Alexia splayed herself against her new thralls flesh, grasping her slave’s hands together as she tormented her belly, waist, hips, and nipples with slow, long and torturous strokes of her smooth hot fingers. Nyx stretched and wriggled, desperate to put her hands on her new mistress.

  Alexia let herself laugh at her pet’s insistence to disobey, then touched her lips to Nyx’s. As their lips sealed, the new Queen’s tongue probed deep into her pet’s mouth.

  Fingers stroked at Nyxana’s sin-flower, her nerves tingling in revolt as her mistress’ fingers burrowed deeper into Nyx’s cunt. Slowly, Alexia wriggled her fingers, pressing at the walls of her sex to find the most sensitive and agonizing parts. As her fingers twisted upward, they touched her spot. Nyx shut her eyes, screaming into her mistress’ mouth as her pussy convulsed and squeezed down tight on Alexia’s fingers.

  “Look at me,” Alexia growled. “You look into my eyes as I fuck you, understand?”

  Nyx whimpered, her violet eyes glistening as Alexia twisted and drilled deep, all four fingers up her pet’s cunt. Alexia crawled down between her legs, her hand still inside, pumping slow. Her tongue lulled out, caressing and massaging Nyx’s clit, her eyes and mouth impish as she let out an almost demonic groan. Nyxana bucked against her fingers, her hands pulling on the bean-sack as she was impaled.

  Nyx turned to the side. In the shadows of her bedchamber, she could make out Echo leaning against a pillar, her long middle finger thrusting deep into her pussy as she pressed down hard against her pink nipple. Her head lulled to the side languidly as she watch them both, her tongue flicking over her lips. Finally, her back arched as she bit down on her finger to suppress crying out.

  Nyxana drooled out little involuntary moans as Alexia lashed her tongue against her clit. Everything felt tight and bulging as her pussy was gorged. Finally, the blissful boil began, Nyxana’s voice rising into static screams. She threw her head back, eyes rolling back as her tongue rolled out, her back arched and tummy spasming and convulsing, squeezing down tight on Alexia’s fingers as she gushed down her mistress’ arms and face. All her words melted into screaming gibberish as she bucked hard against Alexia’s face.

  For moments, her body curled itself in agony before slowly coming down. Her temporary Queen brought her hand to Nyx’s chest, massaging her bosoms in her warm juices. Mistress kissed her again, letting Nyxana taste herself on her tongue.

  Chapter the 7th: Home

  Nyxana curled against Alexia, the two watching the city come to life in the morning hours. They were silent, neither one sure what to say. Instead, Nyxana languidly ran a finger across the subtle bumps of Alexia’s nipples.

  Occasionally, Nyx would look off to the side to see if she could catch a glimpse of Echo, but the little princess seemed to have retreated back to the bed.

  “How did you know I wouldn’t kill you?” Alexia’s words cut the silence. Nyxana took them in, savoring the sound of her voice.

  “There is a computer… a thinking machine. It watches this place and listens to me at all times. If I ever felt like it, I could have screamed for my guards. You would have been dead in seconds.”

  Alexia took a breath. “Oh… why didn’t you?”

  Nyxana looked up, her large violent eyes like a playfully puppy. “I was enjoying the game too much.”

  Alexia looked into the Queen’s eyes. Nyx thought perhaps she might have angered her again. Instead, she felt finger softly combing her hair.

  “Tell me, my Queen,” Nyx felt herself beam a little inside as she heard Alexia call her that. “What happened to the holy man?”

  “He stayed with me for a few more weeks. We played often. For a time I thought he might have forgotten his vows and stayed the rest of his life fucking me and my other thralls in our harems.” Her eyes softened, as if a painful memory entered her thoughts. “Yet one day at dinner, he threw a fit, claiming me to be the devil and that I had mislead him to hell. I eventually just had his memory wiped and sent him back to his home world.

  A shock went through Alexia as she realized how powerful these people were.

  “And the lovers?”

  “They stayed far longer. I would play with them, sometimes individually or sometimes both. Sometimes I would wake to find them fucking in the bed next to me. I’d tease them for being such naughty, filthy pets, then make them both fuck me to show how sorry they were. I enjoyed them so, but… the boy got tired of her, then he grew tired of me and the other of my harem. He tried to deny it of course, claiming he loved it here, but I could see he was tired. I didn’t wipe him, it would have been cruel to wipe such pleasant memories, but I did sent him home. Last I heard he remarried, has a new wife and three children.

  “The girl stayed a little longer. I so enjoyed her. Rarely did I find a creature who shared such an impassioned love of the carnal senses as she did. With her it was the opposite of her lover. She grew very curious of the other worlds. I set her up to study the sciences, then she went off to explore the stars.”

  Alexia found herself intrigued by all this; stories of people from other worlds. As she heard their different tales, one realization washed over her. “This is not the nine hells. You are not a Demoness.”

  The Queen giggled. “You sound disappointed, sweetness.” She touched her nose to Alexia’s nipple, batting her eyelashes to tickle her flesh.

  “Relieved, I suppose. A little scared. Excited I guess.”

  “Does that mean you won’t fight me anymore? You and the petite one will be my little pets?” Nyxana nuzzled herself against Alexia’s breast. She was rewarded by Alexia combing her fingers through her hair.

  “My Queen… I’ll let you do whatever you want to me. You can ravage me, torture me, play whatever games you’d like with me. I’ll be your slave or mistress, I’ll let you fuck me or Ill dominate you or whatever you’d like, but I must ask something of you.”

  “What?”

  “Please don’t hurt Echo.” Alexia’s voice crack near the end. She swallowed and shut her eyes, fighting back tears. “I’ve had to live with this for years, this urge in me, and this sin. Echo gets bashful whenever boys take off their shirts in front of her. I’ve had to spend years of people trampling over her heart to get to me and I’m sick of it. Just… wipe her and send her back home. I don’t want this place corrupting her.”

  Ever
ything in Nyxana’s body and mind stopped. Her chest welled.

  “Echo!” Nyxana called. “Echo sweetling! Come out here for a moment!”

  Her pink flesh stepped out into the morning light, clasping a blanket to her bare flesh. Nyx beckoned her with a finger. “Lay with us for a moment.”

  Echo cuddled up beside her friend, both her and the Queen resting against her like a human mattress.

  “Echo, dearest, what were me and Alexia doing this morning?”

  “You were… you were….fucking.”

  Her voice was abashed as she bit her lip, shooting a glance up at Alexia before turning away.

  “How do you know that?”

  “Cause I heard you. And I saw you. I was…watching…”

  Nyxana ran her hand across her shoulder. “What were you doing while watching?”

  Her cheeks turns bright red, lips curling to a smile.

  Alexia looked down at her friend. “Echo?”

  “I don’t know. I’ve never seen you like that. And I was hearing the Queen talk about all these people and…I don’t know. I just felt so hot all over thinking about what she was going to do to us and what you were doing to her and…” she suddenly buried her face into the wet valley of Alexia’s cleavage, the moisture of sweat and juice cool against her cheek. “I liked it. I didn’t care. It was like I was a different person. I wanted to watch you both. I wanted you to watch me.”

  “Echo…” Alexia kissed her forehead. “I…love you.” It just spilled out of her lips. “I…love you.” The two kissed. The Queen swooned as she rested her on Alexia’s shoulder.

  The three spent the rest of the morning on the veranda. At noon, Servitors brought them breakfast, then they napped for the rest of the day. Occasionally, one would wake, feeling a finger or tongue or just hot flesh against their bodies, sometimes in their mouths or on their bellies or wriggling inside their snatch. They would moan lazily, dancing a little with their hips while they reached out to find a willing victim to ravage with their own fingers before climaxing and falling back to sleep.