Caged And Bound

by Daniella Wright

  Lane was in the cockpit, he buckled himself into his seat and said to the others, “Buckle up, we are just about to exit hyperdrive.”

  The crew clambered into their seats and strapped themselves in. Lane knocked off the auto-pilot and flicked the hyperdrive switches, Chymeera let out a groan as she came to a glide, her engines were glowing white hot, and the remains of the plasma let off a wretched smell as they hit the glowing metal. Then as the engines began to cool, the smell began to find its way into the cabin, it was a putrid smell which filled the air.

  “Poco, did you have a shower?” Lane said with a laugh.

  “I had three as you requested,” Poco replied, “It’s the ship, not me,” he added as he smelled himself just for clarification.

  “Do all the checks, and we will go home,” Lane said, “just keep your fingers crossed, the king is in a better mood than normal.”

  The crew runs through all the checks, with the ship ready for entry into the atmosphere. Lane takes control and makes the descent, Chymeera is cast into darkness as she enters into…

  “Sandstorm,” Lane bellows, “fucking sandstorms, I hate them.”

  The ship is cast from side to side, the wind from the storm fighting against Chymeera, it takes all her strength and the skill of Lane to pilot her through the storm. When they break from the darkness and can see before them, the violet glow of their home. Niyros is a small planet, and is surrounded by three suns of different colors, the spectrum of light which is cast over the planet’s surface is like living in a kaleidoscope. The days cast in a glow of violet or orange and at dusk, the colors meld into each other, with the lights and shadows dancing like fairies over the white buildings which adorn the city, but as they say, “all that glitters, is not gold.”

  The Niyrosans are a breed of thieves, and the ship and her contents must be secure, and Lane guides her to a landing pad which is out of view. Although this is their home, they trust no one, and many would just love to get their hands on Chymeera.

  The crew gathered the king’s bounty, and headed towards the castle, Kreena walked close to Threx, as she had many glances cast in her direction. Her head was bowed, so as not to spark any reactions from the Niyron women folk.

  When they reached the entrance to the castle, it was then she raised her head, there were Niyron guards stood shoulder to shoulder around the castle wall, the king it seemed, had increased his number of guards. They were stood there, motionless and as many have said, they had been carved from pure Dragonite, a rock which had been molten and formed by a dragon’s breath, and so hard it had been known to break the greatest of swords.

  The four entered into the guard lined grand hall, King Raph was sat at the head with his personal advisor. The Skreal appeared many years ago, in a shroud of mystery, they were tall and had never shown their face, it was said, because they did not possess any facial features and they had the power of the darkest magic in the galaxy. King Raph never went anywhere without Skreal by his side.

  Lane, Poco, and Threx lined up in the front of the king and laid out his bounty before kneeling in respect, and Raph’s eyes lit up at the sight of the treasures, but he soon lost this spark when Skreal placed his hooded face next to the king’s ear and whispered something. Raph looked towards the three, and cast his eyes on Kreena, his raised his hand, pointed at her.

  “I only want the girl, take your other pitiful things and be gone,” Raph boomed, the sound of his voice echoing through the vast hall.

  Without any command, Kreena was grabbed by a couple of Niyron guards, the touch cold against her skin which sent a tingle down her spine. The crew looked at each other in disbelief, there would be no arguing with the king's demands. And what he said was as good as written in stone.

  The crew grabbed their things and were escorted towards the door, a sense of loss overcame them as they had lost something which had become precious to them. Threx glanced over his shoulder and watched as Kreena was taken in the direction of the king’s quarters. He had lost more than all of them and decided to tell Poco and Lane about the extent of his feelings towards Kreena and how she felt about him as well.

  The guards reached the king's quarters and opened the door, Kreena was pushed inside and she heard the key turn as the door was securely locked behind her. Kreena quickly checked all the rooms to see if there was any way to escape, yet everything was securely fastened. It seemed like a fortress within a fortress, no way out and no way in. She felt the situation had become hopeless, was she destined to be like the others she had heard stories about? Raph had his way in his chamber, only to find he tired of them, yet no girl had left these quarters alive or with a mental capacity to say what had happened.

  Kreena had heard the king liked to control his women, his fetishes had pushed many of them to a point of being broken, both physically and mentally. Kreena was not one of these normal women, he may abuse her, but she had no intention of ever becoming broken. Kreena entered the king's inner chamber and looked at his equipment, he had chains, whips, shackles and all things that could punish a woman, just to satisfy his twisted mind.

  Chapter 5: The Revealing

  Kreena had been looking around the king's chamber when she heard a noise from the next room, she quickly ran to the bathroom, and casually walked back into the room. A figure was stood facing the fireplace, and was dressed in a long, violet robe. Then the figure turned around and Kreena was confronted by none other than Queen Mesha, her porcelain white skin a sharp contrast to the violet robe she was wearing.

  Queen Mesha removed the hood of her robe and her long flaxen hair fell down her back, it reached the top of her buttocks. Then she looked at Kreena with her light blue eyes and spoke in a soft voice.

  “You have no need to panic my dear, I am not here to harm you,” and as she slipped out of her robe she added, “I may be queen but I hate the king as much as the next person.”

  Kreena listened intently.

  “He holds no attraction for me, and I will never bare him a child, I have and never will be touched by any man,” The queen said, her soft silky tunic hanging loosely against her shapely bosom.

  Kreena could not help but notice the queen’s nipples pushing against the soft fabric, and although Kreena loved to feel the touch of a man, she could not help but imagine what it would be like. As if the queen could sense what Kreena was thinking, she slowly moved towards Kreena, she took Kreena’s hand and slid it inside her tunic. Kreena knew now why the queen’s nipples were hard, she had adorned her breasts with nipple piercings which made them permanently erect.

  “I might like the touch of a woman,” the queen whispered, “and I love the effect these piercings have on other women.”

  And with that, she slipped her tunic from her shoulders, her breasts were perfectly formed, and each nipple was pierced by a single bar and connected to the other by a chain of the finest quality.

  “The King may have chosen you, but that doesn’t mean he has to have you to himself,” the queen whispered as she slowly opened the buttons on Kreena’s clothes. She slipped her hands inside and cupped Kreena’s breasts, her slim fingers expertly teasing her nipples.

  Suddenly there was a noise from the door, the queen hurriedly slipped back into her robe and Kreena busily fastened her buttons. The door to the chamber was flung open, the figure that entered the room was the last person they would wish to see.

  Skreal entered the room, its head bowed and concealed by the hood which they never removed. Without raising their head, the Skreal muttered in a strained voice.

  “Fear not my Queen, your secret is safe with me,” said the voice.

  Then moving closer, the Skreal’s hands appeared from the robe and took hold of the hood, it removed it and revealed its face to the queen and to Kreena. A look of sheer puzzlement crossed the face of both of them, there was not an old figure of a magic man they expected. In contrast, it was a young man, maybe slightly younger than Kreena.

  “I am confused,” the queen said, “
who are you? and what do you want?”

  “Your highness, I am Drokan, the king’s son from his previous queen, my mother was Queen Arina,” Drokan said, “my mother became pregnant, which she had kept hidden from the king, and he never knew this, even to the day he had her killed. The sisters of the chapel could only save my mother, or save me, and they chose me.”

  Drokan looked at the queen and Kreena, he could see something had been going on and although they had much to do, he could not do anything but start to feel aroused.

  “Your highness, did I interrupt something?” Drokan asked.

  The queen bowed her head, her face a little flushed as if she had been caught doing something a little naughty. Kreena couldn’t help but smile, even a queen gets questioned sometimes.

  “You shouldn’t let me stop you, please continue,” Drokan said, “I insist.”

  The queen looked towards Drokan, was he urging them both to continue what they were doing, or was he just being sarcastic?

  “What do you mean?” The queen said, a look of confusion crossing over her face.

  Drokan began to undo the rope that was fastening his robe “I know we have much to discuss, but seeing the two of you, well you know, I am a man after all.”

  Kreena could see that Drokan had them both on his mind, she watched as he opened his robe, he had smooth skin, no body hair to be seen, even round his cock was shaven silky smooth, his cock hanging and starting to twitch as it started to become hard.

  The queen was standing, totally confused by the situation, but she still felt turned on the touch of Kreena’s body, she had no interest in men, but the chance to feel Kreena was just too strong. She let her tunic slip to the floor, her creamy white skin glowing in the sunlight, the chain from her nipple piercings dangling between her breasts.

  Drokan looked toward Kreena, she was just leaning on the table watching the two naked members of noble families, standing as if it was their first time to be in this situation. She could feel herself getting warmer, the blood flowing around her body, her heart was beginning to race.

  “I do not like men,” the queen said as she faced Drokan, “I am just into women.”

  “That is no problem, Kreena will be more than enough for you, and for me,” Drokan replied “come, join the fun,” he said urging Kreena to shed her clothes.

  Kreena slipped out of her clothes, her breasts catching the attention of both the queen and Drokan, she could sense they were both just interested in her and not each other. Kreena seductively walked to a padded bench and lay down, she raised her legs and revealed her dark pussy.

  The queen could wait no longer, she approached the bench and began to caress Kreena’s stomach, her hands gliding over Kreena’s soft skin. The queen's touch was soft and gentle, not like Threx or the others, she could tell the queen had never done any manual work in her life, and this made the feel so much better.

  Drokan approached the bench, he knelt on the floor and spread Kreena’s legs, he could smell the heat in her pussy, he wanted her, he wanted to taste her. He spread her lips and could see Kreena’s clit, with the tip of his tongue he gently flicked against it, Kreena whimpered and twitched as his tongue began to tease her.

  Kreena watched the queen as she caressed her breasts, her long fingers flicking her nipples, she could feel them becoming hard, she felt helpless and vulnerable at the hands of royalty. Kreena raised her hand and started to stroke the inside of the queen’s thigh, her skin was soft and pure, he fingers ventured towards the queen’s pussy, Kreena could feel the queen had her clit pierced, she flicked the ring which sent pleasure shooting through the queen’s body, the queen returned the favor and gave Kreena’s nipples a soft pinch.

  Drokan was busy, sucking on Kreena’s throbbing clit, her cunt getting wetter with every stroke of his tongue, Drokan spread her lips and slid his long tongue deep into her, the warmth of her love juice engulfing his every taste bud, he reached and grabbed his cock, slowly stroking it as he tasted all the goodness of Kreena’s pussy.

  The queen quivered as Kreena slid two fingers inside her, she groaned with pleasure, her cunt becoming warm and wet from Kreena’s fingers, her pussy tight on Kreena’s fingers, it had never been stretched by a man’s cock and had only ever been satisfied by womankind. The queen grabbed Kreena’s wrist and pulled her hand away. She straddled Kreena and knelt with her cunt brushing against Kreena’s face, the queen held Kreena’s wrists and lowered her pussy towards Kreena’s mouth.

  Drokan’s cock was fully hard, he got to his feet and started to rub the head around Kreena’s wet cunt, he slapped his cock against her clit, he could hear faint groans of pleasure from her as she had the queen sat on her face.

  Kreena flicked her tongue over the queen’s clit piercing before taking it between her teeth and pulling on it, the queen flicked her head backward and arched her back, she pulled on the chain with connected her nipple piercings, her pink nipples stretching to the point of pain, she bit her top lip and she started to rock back and forth, Kreena’s tongue sliding into her, she could feel it exploring her pussy, her juices hot flowing.

  Drokan grabbed his cock and rubbed the head between Kreena’s lips, he watched as he slowly slid his cock into Kreena’s dark pussy, he had never seen skin this color on Niyros and his white cock sliding into a cunt this dark just made him all the hornier. Drokan grabbed Kreena’s knees and watched as he thrust his throbbing cock into her dark wet cunt, he could feel the muscles in her pussy trying to suck the seed from him with every stroke he made.

  Drokan licked his thumb and reached down, he started to rub Kreena’s swollen clit as he rammed his cock deeper and faster into her, her body was shaking as his cock rammed into her, the sensations shooting through her body, her pussy felt like it was on fire, tingling and throbbing as Drokan began to fuck her faster and rubbed her clit.

  Kreena knew they were all close to the point of no return, her body was tensing from the pleasure spasms that were building up inside her, she grabbed the queen’s hips and pulled her down, every inch of the queen’s cunt being explored by Kreena’s tongue.

  The queen caressed and pulled her nipple bars, the pain she felt just amplified the pleasure she was feeling in her wet cunt, she wriggled with every flick of Kreena’s tongue, she was almost at the point of cumming, she could feel her body reaching the point, pleasure spasms shooting through her clit as Kreena pulled on her clit ring, the queen slumped forward as her body convulsed in the orgasm she was enduring, her long blond hair falling and showering Kreena as she enjoyed her moment, her breaths were deep and her heart felt as if it was being ripped from her body.

  Kreena could feel Drokan’s cock ramming her cunt, she was close, her legs began to tremble as she felt Drokan’s body start to pulsate, Kreena arched her back as her pussy gave way and she started to cum, Drokan stopped fucking Kreena and pulled out his cock, he quickly grabbed it and gave a few frantic strokes, his body gave in, his hot cum shooting from the tip of his cock onto Kreena’s dark skin.

  The three of them glanced at each other, they were all as surprised that they let their urges get the better of them in a situation that was so important.

  “The calm before the storm, don’t you think,” Kreena said to them with a chuckle.

  “I agree, but it was more than calm,” replied the queen, “Now Drokan, you can finish what you came to say in the first place,” she added with a sarcastic smile.

  Drokan explained how the sisters had hidden him in the chapel, he had grown knowing the time would come where he could avenge his mother’s death and free the Niyrosans from the clutches of King Raph. The sisters had seen the prophecy, Drokan would rid the world of Raph’s tyranny, and he would know when the time was…on the arrival of a dark mysterious stranger, with which he gestured towards Kreena and indicated, she was the one that could help free the world.

  “The best way for me to seize the moment was to be his closest aide, I got to learn his weaknesses and how he controls his guards,” Droka
n added.

  Drokan continued to explain, “The only way he can become the rightful king is if Raph dies in an accident, this he elaborates, is the part Kreena must play. She is the only one who is strong enough to manipulate the situation and get the king into a position where it is possible to take his life.

  “What happens when the king is dead?” Kreena asked Drokan, “it just sounds simple, and what about Threx and the others?”

  “You will need the help of the three men who were with you, and their ship,” Drokan said to Kreena. He looked at Kreena, “but when it is all over, you will not be safe to return for a few years.” Drokan finally added.

  Chapter 6: Endgame

  Drokan sent a message to the crew, he needed to speak to them regarding Kreena, so later that night they met with Drokan in “The Den of Thieves,” a small bar that was only known to a select few. Poco, Lane, and Threx entered into the bar, the lights dim and the floor strewn with sawdust. The smell of tobacco and drink filled the air. They worked their way through the gaming table and headed towards the dark figure who sat alone in the candlelight.

  Threx motioned to Drokan before speaking, “You wanted to speak to us? Why would we listen to the king's advisor?”

  Drokan removed his hood, his long, blond ponytailed hair falling into full view.

  “I am Drokan, son of Queen Arina, tomorrow the king dies at the hand of Kreena, and she needs your help to escape,” he said.

  “Well you fucking surprised us, that’s for sure,” Lane said as he raised his goblet.

  “What do you need us to do?” Threx asked.

  Drokan then explained the plan in detail, there was no way for Kreena to escape from the corridors of the castle, Chymeera had to blast her way through the wall, she was the only ship capable. At three o’clock the king was due to finish his grand feast and visit Kreena in his chamber. Drokan highlighted this was not a place for women to gain much pleasure, the king was depraved, and Drokan had witnessed first-hand what he had done to them.