by Eden Redd
The oval stone hummed with a delicate but powerful vibration. Sonja gasped again and her breathing grew ragged. The vibrations tickled all the right spots and she tried not to scream. Ambrosia fueled her body to work overtime. Despite the intense lovemaking from before, she could not deny the new feelings surging through her. Heavy breasts swelled and nipples spurted creamy milk. The device before her hummed to life. Milk spilled down the tubes and into the machine. The jester stepped back, watching the machine work. Milk spilled into vials and as one was filled, it shifted it out and another vial took its place.
“Everything seems in order. I will be back in an hour. Try to enjoy yourself before I wipe your mind of this little episode. Don’t want you telling the queen,” the jester smiled before moving to the door.
Sonja tried to clear her thoughts but it had become futile. Raw, primal urges were in control. An orgasm rushed to the surface and exploded. The suction cups pulled more and more milk from sensitive nipples. The knight could not turn away from the pull. Writhing, she closed her eyes, lost to an ocean of bliss. Another orgasm blasted frayed nerves and she let out an animalistic scream.
Eyes half opened, something blinked in the corner of her vision. The words “Safe Word?” flashed over and over. The player knew full well that all she had to do was say her safe word and it would all end. The words were caught in her throat as the stone inside her worked its magic. The release of milk only caused her to relax in her bonds, letting the experience sooth her between orgasms. The thoughts of speaking the safe word fell away like dying leaves. Sonja hung, nature taking its course, filling her with strange purpose.
Large breasts heaving, she closed her eyes and writhed to ecstasy’s touch. The flashing words disappeared and the blue knight convulsed, white life sucked down tubes and gentle bliss caressed every cell in her body.
***
“Wake up!” said a voice from the void.
Jayson stirred, eyes blinking and head swimming. Memories came flooding back and he lifted his head. Arms and legs met resistance as he quickly noticed he was chained to a table, naked.
“I think we’re in trouble,” Lance said from a table next to Jayson’s, chained and naked.
Jayson turned his head to him, “Someone came into our room and threw a vial at us. I never had a chance to stop it.”
“I guess that would explain why I woke here in this room. Last thing I remember was all of us sleeping in each other’s arms,” Lance smirked.
The door to the room opened. A figure cloaked in white stepped in and closed the door. Jayson and Lance lifted their heads to see the figure as they stepped in closer. The cloak covered the person’s body but it could not cover the small womanly curves. A hood covered the face and shadow covered the rest except for the dainty chin and lips.
Torchlight flickered in the dimly lit room. The figure in white moved between the tables, one hand on each knight, gliding up their naked bodies.
“So strong,” the figure whispered.
“What’s…” Jayson started.
“Don’t speak or I will have you gagged,” the figure commanded.
Delicate hands reached up and pulled back the hood. Green eyes stared down at Jayson. The player looked to the blonde hair and dainty features of Queen Belmont. Her hair was tied back in a braid and her pale skin glittered in the dim light.
“My Queen, what have we done?” Jayson said slipping into character.
The queen smirked as she stared at Jayson, hand on his chest, “You have committed no crime except to draw out my desires.”
Jayson pulled on his chains once again.
“The chains are to keep you from touching me. It is against the law to touch me.”
“Queen Belmont, we….” Lance was cut off.
“Don’t say my name. And before you ask any more annoying questions, you are both here to do what the king no longer can do, provide the kingdom an heir.”
Jayson and Lance’s eyes looked to the queen and to each other.
The queen smiled as her hand travelled down to Jayson’s naked thigh, “The King Lord doesn’t touch me anymore. He doesn’t even partake of his many concubine’s affections. When I saw both of you, I knew you could provide me with what the kingdom needs.”
Lance eyed Jayson, “Did you choose an impregnation kink?”
Jayson shook his head, “Nope. This must be part of the reason we received those warnings.”
“If you two men are done speaking,” Queen Belmont hissed, fingers running gently over Jayson’s manhood.
The gentle touch of the queen’s fingers caused Jayson’s cock to stir from its slumber. The player wasn’t sure if he was proud that he could get hard again or terrified that his body was addicted to sex. Mentally he decided that it was the former.
Queen Belmont took hold of Jayson’s half hard member and slowly stroked, eyes greedily drinking in his thick spear. Lance tried to hide his smirk but failed. Jayson tried not to smile but feeling the queen stroking him was too much. Cock rising to the occasion, the player let out a sigh.
“The king is going to kill us,” Jayson stated.
“For your safety, I would suggest you keep this to yourself,” The queen smiled. “It has been so long since I felt a man’s touch, to feel a throbbing cock between my tight valley. Make sure to spill every last drop of your seed in me.” The queen turned her eyes to Lance, “And to be sure, you will be next.”
“Glad I’m still being thought of,” Lance barked out a small laugh.
The queen, turned to Jayson’s cock as it stood up. Lips parted and her tongue snaked out to slather against the tip. The player was silent as the queen continued to kiss and suckle at his head. Thoughts ran through his mind like wild fire. As fun as it was to have a queen suck his cock, he noticed Sonja wasn’t with them. He didn’t know what they were doing to her but it must have been along the same lines of what was happening now. They had to escape and find Sonja before it was too late. If the kingdoms are to be attacked, the player knew the three of them had to be together.
Queen Belmont pulled her lips from Jayson’s cock. Crawling onto the table, she sat on his thighs. Jayson and Lance looked to her as she shed the white cloak from her shoulders. Pink nipples pointed from perfect sized breasts. Short golden hair formed a precise triangle between creamy white thighs. Pink lips glistened as the cloak fell away and pooled on Jayson’s shins. Skin glittered like tiny stars in the torchlight. Taking hold of Jayson’s cock once again, she rubbed the head and shaft against her pink lips with slow strokes.
The knight stared at the queen as she played with him. A faraway thought shouted, trying to call up a memory. Sex flooded the player’s mind, pushing away most thoughts but the urge to find Sonja overtook everything. The queen moved her hips, charming Jayson’s cock with her private song. Temptation roared but the glittering skin of the queen latched on to reason and a possible plan.
“My queen, you’re Fae,” Jayson stated.
“Silence!” the queen said harshly with half closed eyes.
Jayson continued, “If we are not to speak of this, then we can do anything. My fellow knight and I could fill you with our seed. We can take you over and over until you tell us to stop.”
Queen Belmont’s eyes closed as she pushed the tip of his cock to her opening, parting her lips. “You speak to me like a barbarian. So dirty, you wish to violate my body for you own pleasures. If I could trust you then perhaps I would allow you vile men to take my royal womanhood.”
“We can be trusted. We would never speak of it to anyone. We value our heads and would like to keep them. We wish to leave and journey to the West. You would never see us again and your secret will be intact.”
Queen Belmont opened her eyes as she slid down, inches spreading her inner walls, “You lie. You only think of escape. The kingdom needs an heir. It will be the only way the king will accept my people as his.”
The queen let out a long moan as she slid down to the hilt, “My…people….are divided.
The king treats them as lesser beings to his people…” Queen Belmont found it difficult to speak as she grinded on the knight’s thick member. “His madness threatens us all.”
“Then let us help bring your people….together,” Jayson was finding it difficult to speak as well. “On our honor, we will only have this one moment before war.”
Queen Belmont moaned again, squeezing Jayson’s throbbing cock, “On your honor?”
Jayson moved his hips, driving the point home so to speak, “We would not be knights if we didn’t have our honor.”
The queen nodded as she writhed. Lifting a hand up, she snapped her fingers. Jayson’s chains popped open from his wrists and ankles. The chains holding Lance did the same. Chain links fell from the tables and pooled on the stone floor. Lance sat up, swinging his legs over the side of the table and stepped off.
The queen looked to Lance and then to Jayson, doubt filling her. Jayson reached up and caressed pink nipples. The queen cooed and moved to the rhythm.
“You can’t touch me,” Queen Belmont whined but did nothing to stop him.
Jayson wrapped an arm around her, pulling her onto him, her chest touching his.
“The things we do for honor,” Lance smirked as he climbed onto the table behind the queen.
“You brutes must stop. I command it,” Queen Belmont whispered but continued to move her hips.
Jayson held her close as Lance moved in, cock hardening. Looking down, he could see Jayson’s cock buried in the queen’s valley. Her ass cheeks were spread and her wrinkled asshole unguarded.
“My queen, we only wish to give you what you desire,” Jayson smiled.
Lance took hold of his cock but instead of pressing it to her asshole; he pushed it to her wet opening as Jayson’s cock slid in and out. The knight took his time, letting wetness coat his head as he gently pushed it back and forth, the tip touching along Jayson’s shaft.
“No…..no….I haven’t….taken two cocks since my youth…” The queen whined between gasps.
Lance took hold of her hip with one hand while he held his cock with the other. Hips pushed forward, the head of his cock forcing its way into an already tight place, Jayson lay, feeling Lance’s cock slide next to his, forcing inner walls to spread further.
The queen’s eyes and mouth made a perfect O. Walls spread to their breaking point as two thick cocks filled her. Squirming, she made no sound as a storm of pure bliss curled her nerves and toes. Valley stretching, a primal need to move caused a deluge of wetness to spill. The knights groaned their own delight as the queen bit her lip and growled.
Wet sounds filled the room as both men pushed back and forth in unison. The queen squeezed with all her might, trying to pull their seed from their loins. Soon the rhythm shifted with cocks sliding against each other, throbbing and pulsing in the queen’s tight space. Eyes rolling into her head, she let out deep whimpers as pleasure and pain danced to their new song. Jayson held her down to him, his lust driving him in deeper. Lance snuggled into the back of the queen’s neck, hips pushing into her bottom.
“You…you look like him…..when he was younger…” Queen Belmont moaned.
Jayson felt the familiar need to come. The sliding back and forth only hastened his urges until they became blind to all reason. Cock bulging, Lance let out a groan. The queen sucked in air as her inner walls were pushed to their limit. The maddening need to shoot his seed was too much. The knight let out a moan. Molten come surged from the tip, filling the tight place. Lance could feel his fellow knight come and in turn, it forced him to respond. Cock bulging, another spurt of white come erupted. Both men forced themselves deep as the queen clutched at them. Nerves exploded into fireworks as the queen pushed back against them. Time lost all meaning as the three fell into the nirvana of the moment. When the bliss faded, the queen collapsed onto Jayson, taking long ragged breaths.
“I hope the heir has my eyes,” Lance faintly smiled.
***
Sonja hung from the chains, exhausted but unable to stop the next orgasm. The device pulled milk from her engorged breasts as she whimpered. Body no longer responding to the orgasms, they seemed to simply pass, one after the other. Between orgasms, she tried to think of a way to free herself. The vibrating stone inside her continued to work its magic but the swirl of knowing she had to escape grew more prominent to the forefront of her mind.
Gazing down at the tubes, she craned her neck forward. Undulating her body, she came up with an idea. The knight’s oversized breasts bounced freely with the clear cups suctioned to her nipples. After a few more thrusts of her hips, breasts bounced back toward her face. The tube came with it and after two more tries, with exposed teeth, she bit the hose as it nearly smacked her in the face. Clamping down, she turned her neck and pulled. One of the suction cups plopped free from her nipple. Milk went flying as she held the tube between her teeth. Flinging the tube with some milk, it splashed against her arm, wrist and shackle. Turning her wrist, she moved it around and straightened out her hand. The knight let the tube fall as she worked her wrist. Hand pulling through, the milk created enough lubricant to pull her hand through the cuff. With a mighty pull, her hand slipped through and hung down.
Gasping as another orgasm forced her muscles to tremble; the blue knight flexed her hand and pressed the palm to her chest. Armor, clothes and weapons appeared on her body. Sonja smiled a little as she saw her armor adjusted to take her new larger chest. Reaching up, she pulled her sword. With three quick strikes, the chains shattered and she fell to the floor. Mind reeling from another orgasm, she tried to stand up on shaky legs. The door to the small room opened.
Sonja turned, sword at her side as a guard stepped in, eyes wide. She took a step forward and weakness claimed her. Falling to one knee, she gasped as yet another orgasm blasted her senses. The guard rushed to her, bending down and taking hold of her arm.
“I’m here to save you,” the guard whispered.
Sonja nodded as her fingers reached under her blue skirt. Fingers dove between pink lips, searching for the stone. When she touched it, fingers took hold and she pulled it out. The wet stone slipped from her and hit the floor with a clatter.
“Can you walk?” The guard asked.
“Yes,” The blue knight said and stood to her feet.
“I will help you. We have to hurry to save your friends,” The guard said as he put the blue knight’s arm over his shoulder.
Sonja didn’t fight the guard or even question him. The two moved to the door as the knight fought to regain her mind from the edge of paradise.
***
Queen Belmont lay on the table, a small snore rising up. Jayson and Lance stood by her. The two knights touched their chests; armor and weapons fading into view. Jayson took the queen’s cloak and laid it on her. Queen Belmont snuggled into it, her mind lost to dreams.
“That was interesting,” Lance smirked.
“Yea but we need to find Sonja and get out of here. I think all of this may be the tip of the iceberg of things to come.”
Lance nodded, “Yea but you have to admit that was pretty hot. You think Sonja will let us try that with her?”
Jayson smiled, “You’d have to ask?”
Lance’s smile grew broader, “No, I guess not.”
The two knights moved to the door. Jayson reached up to take the handle when the door opened on its own. Stepping back, hands went to swords. The door swung open completely and Sonja stood, arm around a guard’s shoulder. The guard’s eyes widened as he looked to the knights.
“He is here to rescue us,” Sonja heaved.
Jayson and Lance’s eyes went to Sonja’s new large breasts.
“Long story,” the blue knight smirked, her own eyes looking past them to the queen sleeping on a table with chains.
Jayson caught what she was looking at. “That is our long story.”
The guard steadied the blue knight and pulled away from her. When she was fully standing, the guard closed the short distance, arms out.
Lance’s eyebrow went up as the guard hugged him. The white knight was equally surprised when the guard kissed him on the lips, slipping his tongue into the knight’s mouth. Lance lingered for a moment before pulling away to Jayson and Sonja’s questioning gazes.
“I’m so happy you’re safe!” The guard whispered.
Lance eyed the rather nondescript guard and said nothing.
“Oh, you don’t know,” The guard said.
The three knights watched as the guard’s skin color turned a dark blue. Features on his face changed, nose pointing and eyes darkening. Hair under the helmet changed to thick cable like strands. Realization washed over Lance’s mind as he stared at Lorn. The troll grinned as he moved in for another hug and a deep kiss.
Jayson and Sonja stood with their jaws hanging. A strange confusion fell on them, wondering if they should draw their weapons or not. Lance pulled back and eyed his companions.
“Um, this is Lorn. Lorn, these are my friends.”
The troll turned to the two knights and bowed his head. “I know who you all are. I have been following you but I’m pleased to meet you.”
“We should take this conversation elsewhere before someone walks in on us,” Lance said with a nervous smile.
Unsure what to say or think, the knights moved for the door. Stepping out into the corridor, they began walking. From around a corner, a woman in skin tight black and purple body suit walked into view. Her twisted smile faded when she spotted the three knights staring right at her.
Sonja let out a growl as she bolted for the stunned jester. Jayson followed the blue knight as she charged. Lunatina turned and tried to make a run for it. She managed a few feet before the blue knight leapt into the air. Arms out, she grabbed the jester and the forward momentum knocked both of them to the floor. Sonja turned the jester onto her back and sat on her as Jayson slid to his knees, hands helping hold down the struggling pale woman.