[Jendri 05] - The Abasing of Jendri

by Susanna Valent

  “Yes, Lord V'Anekka. Thank you for letting me serve,” Jendri murmured.

  “The pleasure is entirely mine, darling,” V'Anekka reminded her. “But hurry, please!"

  By the time Jendri returned, V'Anekka was seated at the foot of the bed. She pulled Jendri to her knees and kissed her voraciously, running her fingers through the slave-consort's thick red hair, then reaching between her legs to cup and toy with the Jewel.

  Involuntarily, Jendri began to hump V'Anekka's hand. “Please ... please ... oh, yes, please...” Jendri moaned as she kissed V'Anekka.

  “Please what, darling?” V'Anekka inquired.

  “Touch me! Don't stop! Please,” Jendri begged as she bounced on her knees. She pressed V'Anekka's hand back into the side of the mattress. “Mmmmm ... oh, yes, mistress ... Madame V'Anekka, oh, touch me."

  “I will not stop, but you will not climax, my slave,” V'Anekka said. “Come up here now and pleasure me. We will enjoy it together."

  Jendri scrambled up and V'Anekka quickly mounted her. She pulled Jendri's hand between her legs and forced her own thigh between Jendri's, punishing her pussy by grinding the Jewel down and into her. Jendri arched for more as she caressed the bulb of V'Anekka's swollen clitoris.

  “Make me come, slut. Drown in my come,” V'Anekka ordered.

  “Let me lick you, then,” Jendri begged.

  “Soon. I will come this way first. Then you will take the rest in your mouth."

  “Mmmmm, yes, please, V'Anekka,” Jendri moaned.

  The two women coupled passionately, grinding together, thrusting, sighing and gasping in desire until V'Anekka came. V'Anekka drove down and into Jendri's pliant body, screaming in ecstasy through their kiss. Then she straddled Jendri's face and rode until she was sated. Afterwards, the Marquess held Jendri and kissed her tenderly, massaging her throbbing, dripping pussy all around the Jewel, and calming her tears and sobs of need. Secretly, she enjoyed feeling the Queen Consort buck and jerk in desperation in her arms, but at the same time, she wished she could permit her sister wife to come. She would have, but if K'Endarra detected it, they would find themselves in chains and chastity belts.

  As they lay side by side, enjoying the cool breeze over their damp skin, the eleven o'clock gong sounded.

  “Goodness! We had better get ready!” V'Anekka exclaimed, sitting up.

  “Just bathe and put on a gown. My uniform will take a bit longer, so I must leave you, most excellent mistress,” Jendri smiled, kissing V'Anekka's hand.

  “I enjoy keeping you warm for our lord, but I am most anxious for the festivities to begin,” V'Anekka laughed.

  “I promise you will not be disappointed, nor will K'Endarra."

  * * *

  CHAPTER SIXTEEN

  In precisely an hour, the two consorts were waiting outside the formal throne room. When K'Endarra arrived, she inspected them only briefly, expecting them to be properly attired for the occasion.

  The three senior royals bowed to one another, the wives bowing lower than their mate, as prescribed by protocol. K'Endarra took up her position in front of her wives and nodded to the Chamberlain, who signaled the heralds. The enormous double-doors swung open and the Queen and her Royal Consorts entered the throne room to a stirring fanfare which lasted as long as it took them to traverse the lengthy hall, mount the dais and turn in front of their places of honor. The assembled court bowed deeply in unison, and the royal party took their seats. Immediately servants in livery stepped forward to place velvet footstools before the double throne and the Consort's chair.

  K'Endarra arranged her sword, put her feet up and relaxed, smiling, then commanded, “Let the slaves be brought in."

  A sergeant in regular day uniform escorted the slaves, who knelt in a row at the foot of the dais and prostrated themselves. K'Endarra ignored them and commanded, “Let the special detail be brought in."

  The squad of dirty soldiers, now armed with steel weapons instead of wood, and attired in leather and chain armor marched in briskly under K'Enro's command. Halfway down the room, a large space was roped off with velvet ropes and stanchions, and the soldiers filed into it, making the appropriate facing movements.

  K'Enro ordered, “Present arms!” and the squad saluted the throne with perfect precision, striking their shields with the hilts of their short swords.

  K'Endarra rose and drew her own sword to return their salute, then reseated herself. She smirked a little when she noticed the nobles shrinking away from the odiferous unit.

  “Slaves, turn and kneel facing the rear of the room. Fracta, take your protege to the soldiers,” K'Endarra directed.

  The two slaves rose and approached the dirty, sweating detail. Among the ten soldiers there was not a single straight nose. Several had cauliflower ears. Some wore eye patches. All bore scars. Enormous and hulking, even the women were hairy and per the Queen's orders, they stank.

  “Sharue, service the soldiers,” K'Endarra ordered.

  Everyone in the room held their breath, understanding the story behind this display. Sharue gasped and shuddered, and for a moment, she swayed as though she might faint. There was absolute silence and then a knowing look flitted across the concubine's face. Taking a deep breath, and with a grace no one would have expected, Sharue stepped inside the enclosure and knelt before the first male soldier. She reached for his organ, which made a visible bulge in his damp trousers. As she opened them, both K'Enro and Fracta lifted her to her feet and pulled her back. A chuckle ran through the crowd.

  Looking on, Jendri knew well in advance there was no way the Queen would have allowed her concubine to pleasure a common foot-soldier, which was why they had set her up. The question was, did Sharue realize that?

  “The concubine Sharue has passed her test,” K'Endarra announced with a smile, “as has her mentor, Fracta. Sergeant, please escort this detail to the barracks with our thanks for a job well done. My lord Colonel, please escort these women to my chambers."

  K'Enro and the sergeant saluted, gave the appropriate orders, and removed their charges from the throne room. K'Endarra rose from her throne. “We thank you all for attending us here today. There is a reception in the formal gardens immediately following. We shall join you presently. My ladies,” she said, and her wives rose to stand beside her. Trumpets blared and the Queen swept from the room along with her wives as the court bowed before them. They ran upstairs and into their private rooms, where they burst out laughing. K'Enro soon joined them.

  “I wasn't sure she'd even try!” he said with a huge grin.

  “She almost didn't. That look on her face told me she had second thoughts. But Fracta has done well and all will be rewarded,” K'Endarra said. “Be a good brother and go mingle with the guests. I have a few orders to give here and we'll join you shortly."

  “Of course, you devil,” K'Enro said. He gave his sister a quick hug and left the room.

  K'Endarra turned to her First Wife. “Jendri, get those two properly bathed and attired to meet me in the small throne room in say, an hour. They are to have their belts back on even if they are removed to wash. Lepta and Chenta are free for the rest of the day. We must go chat with the court. Then we'll enjoy ourselves."

  “I can't wait an hour!” V'Anekka complained, eyes sparkling with anticipation.

  “Oh, but you will. You will wait longer than that,” K'Endarra teased.

  Jendri went immediately to give the orders to the Chamberlain and then the three women went down to the garden with the rest of the court. When they returned in an hour, all was in readiness for the Queen. She sauntered in and handed her sword to Jendri, loosening her tunic on the way to her throne. This she tossed to V'Anekka. “Darling, pour us some nice cold wine, would you? Then join me. Ring for the Chamberlain, too."

  Immediately the Chamberlain appeared, K'Endarra demanded her slaves be brought, and when they arrived dressed in new wool robes that tied closed at the waist, she said, “Sharue, I am in need of a footstool."

  The sla
ve climbed the steps to the throne on her hands and knees and turned so that K'Endarra could rest her ankle-high dress boots on the iron girdle around her ass. “That will do for now. Fracta, come up here."

  Fracta likewise crawled to K'Endarra's feet. “Up on your knees, slave. Look here,” K'Endarra held out two keys.

  Fracta obeyed and turned white. She said nothing.

  “Take them,” K'Endarra said gently. “The one with the red ribbon is yours. The blue is Sharue's. Go and take yours off back there.” In one corner a temporary folding screen stood for the occasion.

  “Now, my lord?” Fracta squeaked.

  “Immediately,” the Queen smiled.

  Fracta backed down the steps and obeyed. She soon returned with the chastity belt in her hands, looking bewildered.

  “I suggest you lay it at her feet,” Jendri prompted.

  Fracta knelt and placed the hated thing before the Queen.

  “Now, slave, you have done your duty and more, and so I release you from servitude to become the Duke's soldier,” K'Endarra said.

  Summoning all her courage, Fracta asked, “May I pay my respects to you, my lord Queen?"

  “By all means,” K'Endarra agreed. She pointed to her boots on Sharue's backside and Fracta crawled to them to lick and kiss the mirror-finish.

  Immediately, K'Endarra stiffened. “By the gods, her need is severe!” she exclaimed.

  “Use her,” Jendri encouraged. “You will likely never feel need this urgent again."

  Fracta risked a look up at K'Endarra, to whom her desperate lust was immediately apparent.

  “All right, I will have her. Fracta, your desire for me has always been obvious. You may pleasure me one more time. Jendri, move over, Sharue, support my other leg.” The Queen rose just long enough to undo the special opening in her trousers, and when she sat down again, she lifted her left leg over Jendri's right and propped her right boot on Sharue's ass. Then she nodded to Fracta to proceed.

  Unable to control her whimpering, Fracta buried herself in K'Endarra's crotch. K'Endarra gasped and pulled Jendri to her and kissed her passionately. Sharue also began to whimper as K'Endarra's heel ground into her iron belt, but she pressed back to help keep the Queen in place on her throne.

  Jendri clutched at K'Endarra's thigh and moaned at the surges of pleasure she could feel deep in her own clit, although the pleasure was not her own.

  V'Anekka quickly knelt next to Sharue to hold K'Endarra steady. As she did so she stroked the shining leather and her own breath came in gulps. She was stimulated far too much, too quickly. Now she would come, and all she could do was hope the Queen, in her own ecstasy, would not notice.

  The Queen herself was noticing nothing but the frantic activity in her pussy. She took Jendri's hand and placed it over her left secondary clitoris, and pressed on the right one with her own hand. “Gods! Gods! GODS!” she screamed as her orgasms began.

  Her wives, though insanely jealous of the orgasms the slave was drawing from the Queen, were still beside themselves with desire. The Queen's climaxes sent waves of sensation through the genitals of all the women, making Sharue shriek pitifully under the Queen's boot. Jendri was wild with need and loving every second of it. She and K'Endarra devoured one another's lips as long as the Queen wasn't howling with pleasure. Both of them vibrated, the Queen's hips gyrating wildly as Fracta hung onto them. On the floor, V'Anekka lost control and wet herself, then climaxed on her knees, sobbing both with relief of her needs and the gnawing fear that she would be detected.

  After a series of nearly painful, extremely lengthy climaxes. The Queen sagged against her First Consort. Jendri stoked her fevered brow and directed Fracta, “Clean her and await her commands. Madame Marquess, when you are able, please bring Her Majesty some water."

  V'Anekka rose, still panting, and brought goblets of both water and the strong red wine the Queen was so partial to. She knelt and presented both to Jendri, who held each goblet for the Queen until she had revived enough to speak.

  “Ah, gods, that was so good. Let the slave take her reward now,” K'Endarra whispered.

  “You heard her, Fracta,” Jendri smiled. “You may touch yourself."

  “No. Under my boot,” K'Endarra said. “I want to feel her come."

  Jendri and V'Anekka were barely able to stifle gasps. The last true slave who had come to the Queen's boots had been Jendri, before their marriage. The two wives quickly exchanged glances and Jendri shook her head slightly. K'Endarra was their lord and wife and could have any woman not married to another. She had the right to take any slave or concubine as well as any unmarried free woman who agreed. And so far no woman had disagreed, not that it mattered in Fracta's case.

  “Oh, my lord,” Fracta gasped. “I am not worthy of your boot."

  “I know that, but you have done your duty and suffered more than most. Claim your reward, slave,” K'Endarra commanded.

  Without a word, Jendri pushed the stool away. Fracta lay on her back and Jendri placed K'Endarra's boot in her crotch. “Sharue, support Fracta's shoulders from behind. Madame Marquess, please take my seat, as you are stronger and can help our lord stay on the throne. I will support Her Majesty from the rear.” The Queen Consort then stepped behind the throne and placed her hands on the Queen's shoulders. Jendri knew K'Endarra's responses. If a slave who had not come in over two years came to her heel, K'Endarra herself would more than likely explode in sympathetic orgasm. If V'Anekka were seated away from them, she would be in agonies of unfulfilled need. Seated touching her wife, however, she could come without the Queen knowing or caring.

  K'Endarra smiled up at Jendri. “You are a good wife. You understand my needs completely. Now, Fracta, take your reward."

  The anxious slave began to rub upward against the Queen's heel. “Oh, so hard! You are so strong,” she groaned to the Queen.

  K'Endarra grinned, “Shut up and come, slut. I didn't invite you here to make speeches."

  But Fracta didn't hear her. After such a long deprivation followed by pleasuring a demanding, high-born Asperian, she had no control left. She was free to come at last. “Oh yes, please ... please ... PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!” she screamed as her orgasm tore through her. Sharue had to use all her strength to keep Fracta in place under the boot of the Queen, and Jendri and V'Anekka had to use all theirs to keep K'Endarra from collapsing.

  Fracta flailed and thrashed and finally passed out in a dead faint at the foot of the throne. Jendri and V'Anekka could not attend to her immediately, however, because of their own conditions, which were almost out of control as well. After climaxing triumphantly with her slave, the Queen slumped, groggy, and so seemed unaware that V'Anekka's insides were heaving with pleasure, too. Even Jendri had almost collapsed from the rush of pheromones in the room, but her self-discipline asserted itself so that, while she was immensely aroused, she suppressed her own pleasure to enhance her wife's.

  Eventually, however, Jendri and Sharue gathered themselves and laid Fracta on her back with her feet on a higher step to get the blood back to her brain. They raised V'Anekka's feet using the stool, and Sharue knelt again to take the Queen's boots on her back. Jendri poured water for her lovers, then playfully emptied the rest over Fracta, relieved to see her sputter and start to regain consciousness.

  K'Endarra chuckled. “That was quite interesting, my wives, was it not?"

  “You were magnificent, my lord,” Jendri said softly. “As always."

  K'Endarra nodded. “Well, I need a nap. Fracta and Sharue should go to the guest suite now, but I don't want Sharue having a climax. Sharue, turn and make your obeisance. I need to gauge your arousal."

  The concubine slipped out from under the Queen's feet and turned to kiss her boots, which she did with barely controlled passion. K'Endarra nodded. “Very good. Get up, Sharue. Fracta, I am giving you this concubine, a suite, food and drink until tomorrow morning. Make use of her as you will but if you let her come you will go to the mines and not Paxverdi. In the morning you will t
ake the mail coach up to the mountains and join your unit. You are dismissed from my service. Farewell."

  Once more, the slave crawled to K'Endarra's feet and kissed them to thank her. Then she rose and both slaves backed out of the room, Fracta with Sharue's key in her hand. Servants led them away to the chamber Jendri had ordered for their use.

  The two consorts looked at one another, awaiting the Queen's pleasure. K'Endarra rose with a groan. “Good gods, I must be getting old. Attend me in my chambers and when I am ready for sleep, V'Anekka, you may use Jendri as you see fit."

  Both wives bowed their heads and followed K'Endarra to her room to prepare her to enjoy a refreshing nap.

  “Take care of my boots yourself, Jendri. I know you will enjoy cleaning them,” the Queen directed lazily as she slid between silk sheets.

  “It will be my pleasure, my love,” Jendri smiled, gathering them up. Then she and the Marquess slipped out to V'Anekka's rooms and softly closed the doors.

  “Did you come, Lord V'Anekka?” Jendri whispered.

  “Yes! And how she does not know that, I do not understand. If she ever detects me she will divorce me for certain."

  “She seems not to be aware of what happens to you due to her own great pleasure,” Jendri remarked, kneeling to undress the Marquess. “May I serve you now?"

  “Yes, clean me, and if I become aroused, suck my clit until I orgasm."

  “As you command, darling,” Jendri agreed. She lay down between her dominant's legs to lick up all the fluids the younger woman had produced, and both of them sighed. “Gods, her orgasms were beautiful, weren't they?” Jendri said between long, luxurious licks.

  “Yes, and those were only with a slave. When she uses Sharue it will be even more spell-binding,” V'Anekka agreed.

  “Do you think she will let us see that? I assume Sharue will return to the harem. Turn over, would you, darling?” Jendri requested. “You are delicious!"

  “She may not, if they are kissing. After this much separation and deprivation, K'Endarra will certainly wish to kiss her. But I think she will reward us some other way, and soon,” V'Anekka predicted.