The Submitting of Jendri [The Queen's Slavewoman #6]

by Susanna Valent

  Jendri realized that would allow them to see the shadows of the lovers on the curtains between their beds. She tensed with anticipation. In a moment or so they could see the vague forms of Queen K'Endarra and Lady Sharue on the other side of the curtain. The Queen rose up on her knees so Sharue could adjust the harness, and then they heard a gasp as K'Endarra selected a dildo.

  "Oh, my lord, I have never had such a big one!"

  "This one is just for you on our wedding night. The cup is specially lined to caress the wearer,” K'Endarra said. “Open for me, my little cunt, so I can plow you easily."

  Jendri was unable to suppress a shudder of desire, imagining K'Endarra, attached to an exotic dildo, entering and filling her. “Oh, please, do it hard,” she gasped, “So we can feel something, anything!"

  K'Endarra grinned but of course ignored her first wife down on the trundle bed. She did, however, begin a running commentary, inducing Sharue to participate. “Feel it slide in, my love. Don't squeeze yet. Wait until I have it all the way in."

  "Oh, don't hurt me, go slowly, my lord."

  "Do you like it, sweetheart? You're so wet and so open, this is easy."

  "Yes, mmmm, it feels nice. So smooth ... oh!"

  "What, have I hurt you, Sharue?” the Queen asked, pausing.

  "No, I was only surprised at how long it is, K'Endarra. Thank you for doing this to me, I know I don't deserve to be fucked like this,” she grunted. “It is filling me all the way up. Uh ... uh ... Oh, you make me want you so much!"

  "Good, that's the way I like my women: needy and greedy for me in bed,” K'Endarra laughed.

  "Oh, not only in your bed,” Jendri whimpered. “Women everywhere want you. I am dying for you right here.” Beside her, she noticed, V'Anekka had her hands in her crotch and was rocking and groaning. She quickly assumed the torments provided by the Queen were driving her mad, because her external clitoral structures were still numb.

  Jendri concentrated on the rise and fall of K'Endarra's ass between the legs of Sharue, which was all she could really make out on the curtain. It was more than enough, together with the aroma of woman-essence and the noises of love-making. Her breath kept catching in her throat every time she saw them move in the harmony of the sex act. Her clit burned under the Jewel and she twisted on the sheets, now sodden with the sweat of the two unfulfilled women forced to listen to the pleasure of their adored and beloved lord with someone else, someone they didn't particularly respect.

  Yet, I must respect my Queen, Jendri chided herself as she watched K'Endarra move. She is entitled to her wives, and it was my idea that she have more than one. Better more wives in the bedroom than more days and nights in the harem, which was the alternative, Jendri believed. At least this way she had some control over which women were with her spouse, and how frequently they each had the honor of lying with the Queen.

  Still, it was hard to endure the delay and denial of the Queen's touch, a touch she had had almost exclusively for herself for a couple of years, except for the harem. “Oh, please, touch me,” Jendri whispered. She knew it was futile but she also had to express her need, which not incidentally, inflamed the Queen. She moved her own hips in time with K'Endarra's as the Queen pounded into her young wife.

  Sharue squealed and screamed in ecstasy: the Queen was hers alone for the foreseeable future, and she was in heaven. “Ai! Ai! Aieeeeee!” came her cry. “Oh, my lord, more! More! Let me come, I beg you!"

  "Dear gods,” V'Anekka groaned. “I cannot bear this endless burning. When will it be over? I need her so much!"

  Jendri didn't bother to say it would be over in a month, because that was untrue; it would never be over as long as K'Endarra had more than two women. Even without Sharue there was the harem, the sex slaves, and occasional liaisons with people such as Julia of the Osterlanders. The point was to keep her women needy, and most of the time, they enjoyed it. This was a little different, though, more humiliation and denial than they were used to. But K'Endarra was their Queen and their lord and they could not resist her.

  Therefore Jendri only reached over and held her friend and lover while they both suffered for their wife's pleasure. It was their fate, and they had welcomed it. Besides, the burning was so intense, it was almost a form of ecstasy in itself.

  After teasing her third wife for several long, delicious moments, K'Endarra finally released herself and thus Sharue. The bed heaved as they orgasmed in concert, enjoying several lengthy climaxes. Their serenade was not lost on the Queen's other wives, either. V'Anekka's entire body began to jerk, and she burrowed her face into Jendri's shoulder. The First Consort realized the Princess was in sympathetic climax, but fleetingly wondered how that could be since the Queen and Sharue had hardly been making love for three-quarters of an hour. She had put the gel on after the Queen had taken her new wife to bed, and she knew she had measured correctly. Was V'Anekka developing an immunity? Jendri hoped so. The poor woman had endured enough, more than enough to please their lord. Jendri just hoped the unauthorized climax would go undetected.

  Jendri helped V'Anekka to muffle her noises of relief, and even comforted her, saying, “Hush, hush, you know how the Queen enjoys it when you sacrifice for her."

  V'Anekka recovered enough to play along. “Yes, her orgasms are so wonderful, I don't need my own."

  All was quiet while the Queen and Sharue cuddled and murmured affectionately to one another. It seemed they had fulfilled their needs for the night, and so Jendri was doubly glad for V'Anekka's good fortune. Perhaps she would give Jendri the partial orgasm she craved when they had some privacy the next day.

  "Jendri, open the curtain, if you please,” K'Endarra yawned. “I would like more ventilation."

  "As you wish, my lord,” Jendri responded, getting up. She also brought V'Anekka a cold cloth from the bathroom, and used it to cool her own genitals and the Jewel as well. Thus they were relaxed enough to fall asleep at the foot of the marital bed of Queen K'Endarra.

  CHAPTER Seventeen

  It was a journey of several days to reach the southern archipelago, and the lovers had little to do aboard but enjoy one another's anatomy under nautical circumstances. Sharue and K'Endarra lay in one another's arms in the hammock for hours, feeding each other delicacies, kissing, caressing and sighing. Some-times there were schools of flying fish or a friendly pod of dolphins to break up the monotony but little else. It didn't bother the honeymooners, who had each other, but there was not much to divert the less-favored wives, who were obliged to wait constantly upon the Queen's requirements. They had brought books and journals along but one had to always be alert to K'Endarra if the other was reading. The crew, because the senior wives were so unfailingly courteous, had taken it upon themselves to rig an awning over the little bench on the quarterdeck. This had been moved against the chart house to support the awning, at the same time allowing the consorts to lean back against the wall in the shade. The officers were quick to share their spyglasses, the stewards brought them drinks unbidden, and the sail-maker had whipped up a cushion for their plain wooden seat. All this K'Endarra could not fail to notice, yet to deny her other wives these small comforts would have seemed churlish when she had so much more. Nevertheless, she would exact a token price.

  The second evening of their voyage, K'Endarra announced that, from this point forward, she would permit her senior wives to kiss her goodnight. She made them kneel beside her bed to pay their respects before she began another episode of sexual delight with Sharue. First, K'Endarra kissed Jendri, allowing her first wife to suck her tongue. Jendri's juices ran down her thighs as she clung to K'Endarra's neck, pressing her groin against the Queen's knees. K'Endarra teased Jendri's legs apart and fondled the Jewel as they kissed, and then she slid her fingers into Jendri's canal and made her twist and bounce up and down. Then the Queen gently disengaged and turned to V'Anekka, who offered the Queen her breasts because Jendri had already applied the gel to her clitoris. K'Endarra kneaded her consort's nipples while V'Anekka grip
ped the tight, lovely ass of her lord. They kissed hungrily until K'Endarra was sure of her wife's intense arousal. Then she pulled back and said to both of them, “Close the curtain and lay down. Pleasant dreams."

  Whimpering and writhing, the senior wives crawled to their low bed to await the Queen's activities with Sharue, and were soon rewarded with the rocking of the larger bed, which rocked their own to some degree as well. They echoed Sharue's sighs longingly, fingering their own genitals, although they knew this would bring them no relief. V'Anekka turned Jendri on her side and spooned with her from the rear, and momentarily, Jendri realized she was being taken with a dildo. She gasped with delight. There was a short delay while V'Anekka slid into the harness, and then, even though the Princess could not feel anything in her own clitoris, she began moving slowly in and out of her lover.

  "Ohhhh ... ohhhhh ... mmmmm,” Jendri groaned, hoping this would lead to the interrupted orgasm specified by K'Endarra for her wife's discipline. Without direct clitoral stimulation, her climax would not be as long or as hard as usual, and would be followed by an unbearable twitching in her clit that she would be unable to relieve. She also hoped the gel would wear off quickly for V'Anekka, as it had the night before. The two senior consorts had had no time or privacy during the day for the sex act, nor for a discussion of the effectiveness of the gel.

  "Hush, slut, and listen to your lord and queen,” V'Anekka warned, not wanting K'Endarra at all suspicious of their efforts to limit the torture the Queen subjected them to.

  "Ah, my lord K'Endarra,” Jendri begged. “Enjoy your lovely new wife. Use her for all of us."

  K'Endarra complied, pressing her enormous clitoris hard into Sharue's hands and thighs as they rocked. Although this was pleasant for Sharue, it would do nothing toward giving her a climax, but that was fine. The Queen wasn't ready for Sharue to come yet. The night was young. As usual, her plan was to come first and last, with Sharue getting a brief but adequate climax in between. With that in mind, K'Endarra sped up, knowing her wives below were fixated on the way her ass drove into her newest spouse. In mere moments, she had gushed woman-juice and come with a long and lusty cry of triumph.

  V'Anekka did not speed up because she was not yet ready, and in any event, Jendri was not close to climax, either. If they were going to come at all, it was better they come together, where Jendri's vocalizations would cover any unauthorized release V'Anekka might experience. Therefore V'Anekka planned to keep up her slow, teasing stimulation of the Queen Consort until K'Endarra was on her way to ecstasy a second or subsequent time. Meanwhile, they were treated to Sharue's running commentary as she approached the pleasure allotted to her by her lord.

  "Oh, faster, there, oh, yes, ooohhh, I'm getting close, so close ... no, please ... K'Endarra, don't stop ... oh, please go faster, yes, like that ... harder, no, don't stop ... oh, so good ... No! Don't stop!"

  Clearly the Queen was teasing her bride into believing she might not come at all. And that teasing had a similar effect on her other wives, who had virtually no hope of climax unless by coincidence on this trip. They panted in anticipation of Sharue's orgasm as if they were approaching one of their own. V'Anekka gripped Jendri, holding her close, and when Sharue came in a series of yelps, they shuddered together, unable to join her but very close to climax because of her. One touch would have pushed each of them over, but neither of them could have that one touch, that one stroke, that one caress. Their lord had forbidden it.

  All too soon for Sharue, her orgasm was over. K'Endarra barely let the young woman catch her breath before she pushed the glossy black head down into her thick, curly bush. “Worship me with that luscious mouth of yours,” the Queen purred.

  Sharue was only too glad to comply, because when she held the Queen's womanhood in her mouth, the Queen forgot all about her other women. She didn't know what it was about her tongue that so captivated the Queen. To Sharue, her tongue felt the same as any other. But that didn't matter because it was different to K'Endarra, and had thus made the young Paxverdian's fortune. Sharue's diamonds made her a wealthy woman in her own right, even with only a minor title and no lands. And if she was good, very good, there would be more. She worked hard on being good.

  Above her, on her face, K'Endarra rolled back and forth in ecstasy, a level of pleasure no other woman could provide. Had the tongue been attached to any other woman, K'Endarra would have found a way to marry it. She tolerated Sharue's immaturity for access to that tongue, and left it to her senior wives to provide discipline so K'Endarra wouldn't have to. She had done enough of that in preparing Sharue to wed. The rest was up to Jendri and V'Anekka. They would bring her into line to please their lord, else she would look for more diversions, more wives, more concubines. Making Sharue behave well was in their best interests, as there was little enough of the Queen to go around already. When they learned her proposed schedule for lying with them, they would do well to comply with her every desire and fulfill her every need.

  "Suck, slut, and put your tongue deep in my cleft,” K'Endarra gasped. “Hold it there, until I fill you, my little one."

  Sharue wriggled her ass as she pushed deep into the Queen's crotch. She jabbed her tongue into the cleft in K'Endarra's globular clitoris while sucking on it and gripping the tight, muscular ass of her lord. A few expert strokes of the unique tongue was all it took to send the Queen into orbit. K'Endarra's body all but took flight as the sensational orgasms absorbed her. When she finally managed to scream, it sounded like a gale wind in the rigging.

  V'Anekka grunted with the effort it took to disguise her own orgasm, which was tremendous due to the strength of K'Endarra's. She managed to keep wailing, “Please ... please ... please!” as though she was on the verge of the unattainable. As for Jendri, in her aroused state, and with the force of V'Anekka slamming her from the rear, she too, managed an orgasm, albeit an incomplete one, as intended. The orgasms went on for a while due to the chain reaction from K'Endarra through V'Anekka, but lacking the friction of direct touch, they came nowhere near the intensity she might have enjoyed without the Jewel. It was still lovely for Jendri to be able to come at all, and she hoped her own babblings of gratitude helped to cover what was going on with V'Anekka.

  Several moments later, K'Endarra collapsed, breathless, on top of Sharue, oblivious to any of her wives. Not much later, she was breathing deeply, sound asleep.

  With an Herculean effort, V'Anekka managed to pull her dildo out of Jendri and flop over on her back. Jendri then undid the straps and took the equipment silently into the head to clean up. When V'Anekka had recovered enough, she rose and opened the curtain. Bending close to Sharue's ear, she whispered, “Slide out slowly. You will not wake her.” Then she joined Jendri in the head to clean up and hold a whispered conversation.

  "I take it you gained release,” she said, sinking to the closed toilet seat lid.

  "Mmm. Will you take the Jewel off so I may bathe?"

  "Of course.” As she did so she remarked, “I also take it you realize I have been coming earlier than expected."

  Jendri nodded. “Yes! Why? I have been following instructions religiously!"

  "But every night, in preparation, you leave the lid open with the pre-measured portion on it, correct?” V'Anekka inquired.

  "I find it saves time."

  "It may also cause the numbing ingredient to degrade slightly. Let me suggest that you continue, however, because if K'Endarra becomes aware and questions it, we need to demonstrate what we have been doing in all innocence. I've no idea if she can tell, as I am not in contact with her when we orgasm, and we have both made every effort to ... well, mislead her about the true nature of our responses."

  Jendri patted V'Anekka's shoulder. “She says we are thick as thieves. Let us remain so."

  They completed their toilet and, when they opened the door, they found Sharue waiting anxiously to get in, a robe wrapped around her. Gracefully, the two senior wives moved aside, and went to bed content.

  CHAPTE
R Eighteen

  A couple of days later, Avenger finally sailed into the crystal aquamarine waters of the southern chain of barrier islands the Queen loved so much. She was not the only one, for anyone privileged enough to reach this remote paradise always wanted to return. Naturally V'Anekka and Jendri were pleased to be there again, but for them the trip was more work than vacation. Once the ship was anchored in a cove, there was little breeze to cool them as they aired the cabin, changed the linen, put dirty laundry out and returned clean items to storage areas, working up quite a sweat. When they eventually went on deck for some air, there was almost no shade, either.

  With a look at V'Anekka, Jendri turned and went back down to their cabin. “Time for a swim,” she announced. “Goodness knows K'Endarra is off fucking Sharue's brains out under a waterfall somewhere by now. We may as well enjoy the day as much as we can."

  They changed to bathing costumes and went topside again. When the captain saw them, he quickly had the floating ladder and platform lowered on the shadier side of the ship for their convenience, and they were soon in the water, cooling off. Half the crew was also off duty, but they were on the beach, digging for clams, fishing and playing a ball game. The royal women had all the privacy they desired.

  "This is not the island where we caught the flaky crabs, is it?” V'Anekka asked, floating lazily.

  "Oh, did you do that, too? I believe it is one or two further south,” Jendri said. “I would enjoy a meal of those, and clams one night on the beach."

  "If Her Majesty would deign to permit these lowly slaves to participate in such a feast,” V'Anekka cracked.

  "I wouldn't count on it, myself,” Jendri said. She dove, goosed her sister-wife, and came up for air on the other side of her.

  "Jendri!” The Princess splashed the Queen Consort and soon the water around them was whipped into a froth. Following their battle, they stayed in the water, diving for shells until they were tired. They had climbed onto the platform, laughing and out of breath, when they saw the captain's boat, rowed by a couple of sailors, approaching. The Queen and Sharue were seated astern.