In a matter of moments, Jendri, her Jewel still in place, was on her back, her nipples clamped and attached to the headboard shackles with the gold chain. She watched, writhing, licking her lips with anticipation while K'Endarra slowly slid her white silk shirt off, revealing muscular shoulders and arms. Next came her halter, allowing the firm, proud breasts to jut forward.
“Let me suck them,” Jendri begged.
“Soon, darling,” K'Endarra teased. She strapped on a dildo belt over her glistening dark bush and attached the smooth, ivory Gonavian dildo. Then she knelt over her wife's thighs and gripped Jendri's chain, teasing her imprisoned nipples. She had not shackled Jendri's hands, so the First Consort was able to caress her lord completely.
Jendri reached under the belt to stroke K'Endarra's mound and thighs. Both women moaned as they kissed, and so did V'Anekka, who had crept onto the bed and was waiting to serve K'Endarra.
As K'Endarra's arousal grew, she pulled back from her wife to slide the dildo into her. “Not like last time,” K'Endarra warned.
“All for you,” Jendri breathed, feeling the smooth ivory fill her slowly. “Oh, it's so thick. But you're so gentle."
K'Endarra smiled. “I want you to enjoy it, too, my love. I want you to have pleasure. Not orgasm, of course, but pleasure of another kind."
“Oh, K'Endarra, I know, and I love you for it,” Jendri said. “Come and use me, my love, and enjoy yourself."
“Enjoy it with me,” K'Endarra responded, leaning down to kiss her wife. She placed her thumbs on the nipple clamps and massaged gently, making Jendri twist under her.
“Gods, how could I not?” Jendri's eyes sparkled. “Ohhhhh, do me, darling. Take whatever you want."
“Just give me all you have to give,” K'Endarra whispered in her consort's ear. “The way you always do, the way you always make me come. Mmmm, yes.” Slowly but absolutely, the heavy ivory slid into Jendri, pinning her to the mattress beneath her wife. She grunted as the Queen kicked her legs further apart and used her boots to keep them open.
“I cannot spread them any further, my lord,” the First Consort moaned.
“Just do not close them."
“Why would I do that?” Jendri laughed, and her wife joined her.
“Because you can't help it. Because you want to hold me and squeeze me to feel my orgasm, and you may, but wait until I come,” K'Endarra smiled, looking into her wife's adoring eyes.
“Anything,” Jendri breathed. “Anything, to feel you come."
V'Anekka was now pressed against K'Endarra's boots, holding her in place so that the Queen would be able to concentrate entirely on Jendri and their pleasure in the royal climax. The Second Consort raised her leg to put her own swollen clitoris in contact with K'Endarra's heel. The sensations almost made her scream.
K'Endarra was aware of V'Anekka's situation and the sensation she received in turn aroused her even more. She used that to excite Jendri. “Her clit is under my heel. Would you like to change places?” K'Endarra breathed through their kiss.
Jendri groaned aloud and thrust up into K'Endarra's dildo. “Whatever you command is what I want, my darling. Of course I will change."
“Good girl,” K'Endarra approved. “Very good.” She moved slowly between Jendri's legs, pushing in deeply and holding still before withdrawing halfway in order to thrust again.
“Oh, gods, K'Endarra! You drive me mad!” Jendri cried. “I love to be under you and feel you come. Nothing is better than being your slave. It burns! I am so hot for you!"
At K'Endarra's feet, V'Anekka sobbed with desire so strong she thought she might come before K'Endarra did.
“Close your legs now, slut,” K'Endarra ordered. “It will not be much longer.” She sped up slightly, gasping when she realized how close she was. “Take my come,” she grunted. “Both of you, feel me explode on my wife."
That was all it took to release V'Anekka who squealed in ecstasy so intense it was painful. She jerked spasmodically against K'Endarra's boots as the Queen climaxed over Jendri's Jewel, flooding her thighs.
Jendri undulated madly under her wife, reveling in the depth of her pleasure. Her clit, untouched beneath the Jewel, quivered with need while pounding in time with the rhythm of the Queen's multiple climaxes.
“Uh ... uh ... ahhhhh-ahhhhhhh!” Jendri cried out. Her pleasure and desire were inseparable. The more she needed to come, the more wonderful it felt. She clutched at K'Endarra's backside and drew her in completely.
Time seemed to stop for all three women. The climaxes of the Asperians felt as endless and deeply satisfying to them as Jendri's torture did to her. Once again, though K'Endarra's absolute control over them, all three bonded more closely than ever.
When K'Endarra was finished, and able to speak, she directed. “V'Anekka, my love, since Jendri is chained and pinned beneath me, kindly take the duties of my boot slut for the evening. Lick your come off my heels, undress me and put my boots out for Fracta and Sharue. Then you may warm my feet with your breasts."
V'Anekka was only too happy to comply, and by the time she lay down at K'Endarra's feet, the Queen was already sound asleep between the thighs of her first wife.
* * *
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Sharue's six weeks of penance ground by. Not for the Queen, of course, who was vastly amused, but for the young concubine and the slave, Fracta. Fracta was fortunate to have several things working in her favor: Sharue's sincere desire to be with the Queen, Sharue's humiliation whenever she was chained outside the harem knowing the Queen was enjoying her other concubines inside, having to hear the Queen with her wives from outside her door as the slaves shined the endless piles of shoes and boots, hanging in the rack to watch even other slaves receive the Queen's orgasms, while Sharue herself could not.
Fracta heard her crying herself to sleep, sometimes after pounding on the iron chastity belt with her little fists. “Sharue, you moron. Do what she wants and get us both out of these things."
“She doesn't love me,” the banished concubine sobbed.
“She is beside herself with wanting you or she would have sentenced you to the mines. Do as I do, work hard, show your adoration, no matter how she punishes you. She will surely make you her wife if you do."
Sharue thought about that when she had time between endless unpleasant chores, most of which involved mud, manure or some other filth such as cleaning grease traps. She thought about the airy and luxurious harem, and about K'Endarra's magnificent apartments, and set her will upon returning to the Queen's bed. Sharue was not especially bright or she would not have been in such a predicament to begin with, but she was desperate and determined. Until K'Endarra had hung her in the rack and ignored her, Sharue had been sure the Queen's need to come to her tongue would have broken the royal will to resist, but that had not happened. Quite the reverse, K'Endarra now did nothing but torture her by using any woman but her Paxverdian concubine.
For the last weeks of her sentence, then, Sharue applied herself. She uttered cries of passion and submission as she hung on the rack. She bowed to the floor and kissed the places that K'Endarra's boots touched as she passed. She worked until she was so exhausted that Fracta had to stop her and seek medical attention on more than one occasion. She gave up complaining entirely, and asked often if she could do more.
At the end of the fifth week K'Endarra called Fracta in alone.
She let the slave prostrate herself on the cold marble floor, then raised her to her knees with a word. “Up."
Fracta rose. “My lord Queen."
“Yes. What is your assessment of my concubine?"
“It's almost time, my lord. She is docile as a lamb. She cries for you. By the end of this week, she will be as soft as fine kid leather, and even now, she thinks of nothing but obedience."
“You risk all or nothing,” the Queen warned her slave. Fracta did not know there would be more chances if need be.
Fracta took a deep breath. “Your Majesty, I want to be a soldier aga
in. I have worn myself out with training her. I want to serve you under arms, not like this. I know how to train, and I did all I could. When you test her, she will pass. If she does not, kill me."
K'Endarra nodded. “Very well. You shall have your test. Bring her to me here at the end of the week and I shall put her through her paces. If you are correct, and successful, your reward will be immediate. If not, I will not kill you, but you may wish I had."
For an answer, Fracta bowed to the floor again but said nothing.
“Give your obeisance and go. Don't let up on her. Keep her desperate and uncertain."
Fracta, her groin encased in its iron prison, crawled up the steps on her belly and licked the soles of the Queen's boots, then backed down and bowed her way out.
K'Endarra smiled. It was a win/win situation for her. Soon enough, she would have a third wife.
* * * *
“The hairiest, largest, ugliest soldiers of both sexes. Put them through some drills so that they are sweaty and dirty. And I want them here at noon. Stop laughing, you ass!” K'Endarra was addressing her brother Prince K'Enro, who was also the Colonel-in-Chief of the Household Guard.
“I can't help it,” he smirked. He wrote in a notebook.
“You're impossible. What a good thing men can't ascend the throne,” K'Endarra needled him.
“I'm younger than you. I wouldn't have anyway. My lord,” he said trying to remain serious, and then he burst into laughter again.
“Blazes,” K'Endarra muttered. “I suppose you want to watch?"
K'Enro nodded rapidly, like an eager puppy.
“Very well, just supervise the detail and remain. There really won't be much to see,” she warned him.
“It's just the idea. The look on her face. Do your wives know?"
“Know? This was their invention!” K'Endarra informed him. “In a manner of speaking. We are perfecting it together."
“I shall find my lord the most gruesome squad in all your realm, and parade them before you downstairs at noon on Friday,” K'Enro promised.
“See that you do,” K'Endarra teased, and smacked her brother on his muscular arm. “Now go fuck your women."
“Later, my lord sister. I'm on duty.” He pecked her cheek and sauntered out, one hand on the hilt of his sword.
K'Endarra grinned and turned to rejoin her wives who were waiting in her bedchamber. As she entered they began to rise from the bed to greet her but she held up both hands. “Stay right where you are.” In a bound she had landed between them. “Now, after I bring in the soldiers, I tell Sharue to do them all, but since I would never allow such a thing, whether she wishes to do them or not, we must treat them properly. Have you given any thought to that?"
“Of course, my lord.” V'Anekka had a notebook of her own. “There are several possibilities. You can erect a tent in the park or the courtyard and bring in a few prostitutes and wine. Or you can send them all to a hunting lodge with the same amenities."
“Surely they will wish to bathe,” Jendri observed.
“Let's make them,” K'Endarra decided. “After our little charade, we will send Sharue away with Fracta no matter her response. The soldiers can be carted to the visitors’ barracks to bathe and change and while they are doing that, the prostitutes and their spouses or lovers, whatever, and the wine and food, will be brought to them. Ten soldiers, ten prostitutes and up to ten guests. Two casks of wine, medium quality. Fruit juice and coffee for their hangovers. Post a squad around the barracks to keep them there until they sleep it off. If they are not out in 48 hours, evict them."
“Done,” V'Anekka said, writing. “With your permission, I shall give the orders."
“By all means. As soon as we hear from Jendri. What do you have for Sharue?"
“If she fails, she continues her slavery. If she passes, however,” Jendri stopped, relishing this part of her plan.
“Go on, wife,” demanded K'Endarra laughingly. “You are both mad!"
“If she succeeds, which we will know when she tries to pleasure the first soldier, you will interrupt her and dismiss the soldiers with thanks. Then we will reconvene in the private throne room which will be set up in anticipation of success."
“And what will it have?” V'Anekka pressed.
“What, and ruin the surprise?” Jendri asked.
“Good point! Give me the outline of it instead,” K'Endarra ordered.
“You will have Fracta's key, my lord, which you will give her. Then guards will escort them to a guest suite. When Fracta is finished she can dress and ride with the parcel service to Paxverdi."
“Well, then you'll work out the details of the suite and how to conduct them there and so forth,” K'Endarra decided. “And I will work on my lines for giving their orders."
“I can hardly wait!” V'Anekka laughed. “I do hope she is successful."
“If not, I will use you all the more, so perhaps you had better not hope too hard,” K'Endarra teased.
V'Anekka smiled and kissed K'Endarra's hand. “My lord, I wish for your pleasure above all else. And I have the feeling that one way or another, you will get it."
* * * *
K'Endarra stood at the window. A small squad of extremely rough, enormous and odoriferous soldiers was practicing close combat with wooden swords and shields in the center of the inner keep. Their shouts and blows echoed from the walls.
V'Anekka came and stood beside the Queen. “I have never seen such a disreputable looking lot."
“Ah! They aren't much to look at but their technique impresses me. Perhaps I'll find them something special to do on a more regular basis after they are done with their revelry. I do not have a unit of large soldiers chosen deliberately. These have been pulled from every local unit within reach and have not worked together before. Yet, they have a certain grace."
Jendri spoke up. “Perhaps they are good soldiers because they have no other lives. They are repulsive!"
“And so menacing!” V'Anekka exclaimed. “K'Enro did a good job."
“He did. I shall reward him suitably when all is said and done. Clever boy,” K'Endarra agreed. The 10 o'clock gong sounded. “I'm off to the harem for a little while. I shall expect you in the formal throne room at noon, ladies. Day dress."
She went to Jendri and kissed her slowly, pushing her muscular thigh between her wife's legs. As Jendri clutched at her wife, the Queen pressed up into the Jewel. “Beg,” she demanded softly.
“Please, my lord, stay with us. Come all over us. Come a thousand times,” Jendri moaned.
K'Endarra smiled. “That sounds delightful, and later, I will take you up on it.” She let her First Consort slide to the floor. Then the Queen turned to V'Anekka to treat her in the same way, caressing her until, she too, begged without hope. Meanwhile Jendri crept to her lord's boots and licked them. When V'Anekka could no longer stand unassisted, the Queen lowered her gently to kneel beside Jendri, and left the room.
K'Endarra's wives looked at each other, flushed and panting. “I suppose she needs to take the edge off before she tortures Fracta and Sharue,” V'Anekka sighed, “But I wish she would let us do it."
“I think it's easier to stop when she is with them,” Jendri remarked. “And she doesn't want her other women to feel neglected."
“Well, since we have time, and she has left me highly aroused, come to my bed,” V'Anekka ordered. “I will make use of you so that I am not distracted later, either."
“Oh, yes, Lord V'Anekka,” Jendri said quickly, revealing her desire to please the Marquess.
V'Anekka helped Jendri up. She took Jendri's hand and as they walked to her bedchamber, she asked, “Do you remember when we were out riding, and K'Endarra made you lick our boots clean before we rode back to the castle? I was amazed at how much that excited me, and I wanted to use you, but of course she made you walk back, so I could not."
“Of course. Would you like me to lick your boots now?"
“Yes. Bring boots and hose. I will need nothing else,” Th
e younger woman ordered. “And lock the door."
V'Anekka disrobed and allowed Jendri to dress her in high silk hose and riding boots. Then she said, “When I am ready, go rinse your mouth so that we may kiss. Now you may begin with the soles. Cover every inch.” With that the Marquess lay back and spread her legs, the soles of her boots at the foot of the bed.
Jendri knelt on the floor and began to make love to V'Anekka. Gently but firmly, she gripped her ankles and caressed them while lovingly sliding her tongue along the heels and soles of V'Anekka's boots. Immediately, the Queen's Second Consort began to quiver, and the aroma of her musk filled the air and aroused Jendri even more than licking leather already had. Jendri pressed against the bed and moaned as she worshipped the younger dominant. As much as she enjoyed her denial and slavery, the aching need to come sliced through her like a hot knife when she was giving pleasure with the understanding that she would receive nothing but loving kisses in return.
V'Anekka, despite the ecstasy she was enjoying, was well aware of Jendri's condition. But as she was not Jendri's wife, she could not give her release unless K'Endarra authorized it, and the Queen had done nothing of the sort. Moreover, it was V'Anekka's duty to keep Jendri perpetually in need of their lord and Queen, so since she couldn't relieve the First Consort's needs, V'Anekka intensified them even more.
“Are my heels clean, you slut?” she inquired lazily of her adoring slave.
“Yes, Excellency,” Jendri mumbled, working her tongue under the arch of the riding boot.
“Make sure you do the edges well. Then I want to feel your mouth all over my leather."
“Of course, my lord,” Jendri said, dreamily working her way up. Slowly she covered the toe, the instep, the ankle of one boot, then the other. The longer she licked V'Anekka's leather, the more aroused and agitated the younger woman became, twisting and moaning and clutching at the bedclothes.
As Jendri approached the top of the second boot, V'Anekka ordered, “Wash your mouth and return. Now."
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