Table of Contents

- CHAPTER ONE

- CHAPTER TWO

- CHAPTER THREE

- CHAPTER FOUR

- CHAPTER FIVE

- CHAPTER SIX

- CHAPTER SEVEN

- CHAPTER EIGHT

- CHAPTER NINE

- CHAPTER TEN

- CHAPTER ELEVEN

- CHAPTER TWELVE

- CHAPTER THIRTEEN

- CHAPTER FOURTEEN

- CHAPTER FIFTEEN

- CHAPTER SIXTEEN

- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

THE QUEEN'S SLAVE WOMAN
BOOK V
THE ABASING OF Jendri
By
SUSANNA VALENT

CHAPTER ONE
V'Anekka usually loved their private rooms. The muted colors of the walls contrasted with the bright tapestries that adorned them, creating a soft, soothing atmosphere. Pieces of carefully chosen furniture placed at just the right angles created a welcoming flow to the apartments and the smell of aromatic woods in the fireplace pleased the senses and comforted the soul. Or at least it did once. Before Sharue, before the nights were filled with an emptiness that made V'Anekka's insides ache with need.
Keeping a wistful sigh at bay, V'Anekka tried to focus her attention on the board game in front of her. That was the point of the game, after all: to keep her mind off things over which she had no control. But she was unable to fool herself as well as she would have liked. Again V'Anekka looked up from their game to the water clock.
Jendri looked met her gaze and the two of them shared a knowing look. Jendrickar Verrian, the Queen Consort, the First Consort, the Duke of Paxverdi and K'Endarra's senior wife. Jendri, who, by right, had more to lose than V'Anekka did. Giving in to the sigh at last, V'Anekka asked the question both of them had tried not to think about. “Do you suppose K'Endarra will ever sleep with us again?"
Jendri smiled sadly. “One of these days, when the newness wears off, I'm sure she will. After all, it was only a few weeks ago she promised us everlasting slavery. She seemed eager to subjugate us completely, so she must have plans to follow through."
“She neglected to mention it was long-distance slavery. She must have slept in the harem five out of every seven nights for the last month,” V'Anekka rolled the dice and moved a marker. “And when she is here, she is inert with satiation."
“She does fulfill her marital obligations. She comes once a day with each of us no matter who else has received her favors."
“Barely,” muttered V'Anekka.
Jendri looked up sharply. “Darling, believe me when I tell you I know all too well your frustrations, but never let her hear you grumble or complain. I shudder to think..."
V'Anekka held up a hand. “No, of course, you're right. After all, between the two of you I have been given so much, yet, I need her. I need to feel her pleasure more than once in such a long period."
“I know. I feel it's all my fault,” Jendri apologized.
“No! You were doing your duty as a consort and faithful wife. You were just trying to please her. She would have replaced me in the harem eventually anyway,” V'Anekka said quickly, reaching to pat Jendri's hand.
“But probably not with Sharue,” Jendri pointed out.
“Perhaps. But she has been this way before with a new concubine. She was certainly this way with you. We thought we'd never see her again after you were captured. It was close to a year that if we saw her once every couple of weeks, it was a major event."
“I didn't make it easy for her to subdue me. Little did I know,” Jendri mused, “that she wanted nothing but worship. What a life I have had since those early days. And yet, it's true, we don't get enough of her. It isn't my pleasure I need; it is hers. To feel her come...” Jendri trailed off.
V'Anekka nodded. “God knows I don't begrudge her the sex. No one woman can meet all her needs. But ... I do long for her touch."
“As do I,” Jendri said. “She barely remembers to remove the Jewel so I can bathe properly.” The senior Consort shuddered. “And she replaces it all too quickly. A few quick thrusts on my part and she is done."
“What I would not give for a few quick thrusts right now,” V'Anekka sighed.
“I daresay in your state, it would be enough to set you off,” Jendri sympathized. “But she has made it plain that I am to serve you as you require, as part of my slavery to her, so if you wish..."
V'Anekka toyed briefly with the idea. She often did. Jendri was a beautiful woman, utterly passionate and giving. When Jendri gave herself to K'Endarra, it was enough to make every noble Asperian climax in response. But she shook her head firmly. “No, it does not please me to demand pleasure from you when I can't return the favor. And she might still come home tonight,” V'Anekka said hopefully.
“She might,” Jendri agreed, not wanting to burst the younger woman's bubble. She reached for the dice. “I believe it is my turn."
* * * *
But K'Endarra did not return to her apartments that night. She did, however, appear the next morning.
Immediately Jendri and V'Anekka leaped from the bed and fell on their knees before their wife to kiss her feet in greeting.
“My darlings!” cried the Queen with a laugh. “But surely you have not missed me if you have passed the night together."
“We only shared the bed, but neither of us has taken pleasure, my lord,” Jendri told her quickly.
K'Endarra reached down to stroke Jendri's thick red hair. “I believe you, my love. Come share a bath with me now. V'Anekka, please join me for breakfast in an hour or so."
“As you wish, my lord,” V'Anekka said quietly, bowing her head as K'Endarra swept by her.
Jendri rose and followed the Queen of Asperia into the large bathing chamber. “Would my lord be so kind as to remove the Jewel?"
“Of course, love. Come here,” K'Endarra invited her. She sat down on a marble bench so that Jendri could recline across her lap on her back, legs spread wide, her silk robe open. “It pleases me no end that you so willingly remain chaste,” K'Endarra murmured as she rubbed her thumb over the large ruby which guarded her first wife's clitoris.
“Ahhhhhhhhh,” Jendri arched and groaned. “Oh, yes, my lord, it pleases me as well, but I long to be with you."
“You are with me now,” K'Endarra said gently, kissing her.
“I love you so,” Jendri whispered. “Ah! Gods!” she gasped as K'Endarra opened the tiny lock and slid the Jewel out through the piercings in Jendri's labia. Instantly her fingers were in Jendri's canal, which spasmed in delight to receive them.
With absolute certainty, K'Endarra caressed the swollen clit, gauging her Consort's response. When Jendri was gasping with the imminence of her orgasm, K'Endarra withdrew. “Bathe me, slave."
Suppressing a moan of frustration, Jendri rose from K'Endarra's lap, removed her boots with tender kisses, and undressed them both so that they could sink into the steaming, bubbly water.
As Jendri massaged K'Endarra with exotic soaps and oils, she begged, “Please, let me feel you come before you go out for the day."
K'Endarra smiled and stretched. “I have just come from my harem where I have had immense pleasure. Do you think you can arouse me enough so soon?"
“Please let me try, and oh, my love, V'Anekka needs you, too,” Jendri reminded the Queen.
“So many needy women, so little time,” K'Endarra smiled.
“You make us needy, K'Endarra,” Jendri said, careful to keep her voice playful. Not only was this a monarch with absolute power, but Jendri had made a vow of faithfulness and obedience. To top it, off, Jendri had requested, even begged for, slavery in their relationship. She had to remain respectful at all times, no matter how deep their love.
“That is your chosen fate, my darling,” K'Endarra pointed out.
“And I love it, my lord. It is only your pleasure I seek."
“You may seek it now, if you wish,” K'Endarra suggested silkily. Despite her protests that she was not in need herself, Jendri's submission and desperation were exciting her, as always. Jendri was the consummate slave.
Her heart pounding with anticipation, Jendri asked, “Here? Or would you prefer that I pleasure you with my mouth?"
“We will go to the table,” K'Endarra decided. “Quickly now. Bring towels."
Jumping out of the sunken tub, Jendri grabbed a pile of luxurious bath towels and followed the Queen to their all-purpose exercise room. In this airy, bright room there was a table for massages and other activities. Jendri had been pierced on it, and had received her Jewel there. It had also, once upon a time, been used for torture and punishment, but K'Endarra had had it refurbished for more pleasant functions, one of which was the sexual use and discipline of her wives in their roles as her slaves.
Jendri spread the towels over it and climbed up, opening her legs and arms to offer herself to the Queen. K'Endarra licked her lips with anticipation and began to work her way up Jendri's trembling body. She kissed her way from Jendri's ankles up to the joints of her thighs, teased her clit eagerly and entered the hungry canal with her tongue until the Consort begged for mercy.
When Jendri's cries were at their most piteous, K'Endarra shackled her ankles and wrists and mounted Jendri's face. The Consort was thrilled. By now there was no doubt of the Queen's arousal. The exposed portion of her main clitoris, about the size of half a small plum when fully erect, was completely engorged. This meant the more massive, interior of the immense organ was also hugely swollen, as were the auxiliary clitoria near her ovaries. Thus her orgasms were somewhat akin to a chain reaction in length and intensity, and this was why K'Endarra needed so many women, and why her women were so addicted to her. In Asperian nobility and aristocracy, these organs were a recessive trait, and when one high-born Asperian came, any others within range might experience sympathetic climaxes, if they were lucky.
However, Jendri was not an Asperian. Her background and history were absolutely foreign to Asperia. But as she lay under K'Endarra's questing body, sucking greedily at the fruit that was her lord's seat of pleasure, her mind was only on the Queen. K'Endarra was pushing mightily into Jendri's lips and tongue, and as the Consort writhed in her shackles, she was careful to gently touch her teeth to the sensitive organ, wrenching gasping cries from her lord and lover. K'Endarra's legs trembled, her whole body stiffened, and then screams of ecstasy split the air and reverberated from the marble walls. Jendri was vaguely aware of the hard pulsing of her own clit, writhing in its jeweled restraint, but most of her attention was on her wife, on maintaining contact with the magnificent organ that filled her mouth.
K'Endarra came for what seemed to both of them like an eternity, and then it was over. It didn't have to be over, but K'Endarra withdrew gently. “I have to save something for V'Anekka,” she grunted.
“I understand,” Jendri whispered, her voice hoarse with need. She had expected no mercy for herself, in any event, but V'Anekka, an Asperian aristocrat, had different needs. Jendri did not wish to leave K'Endarra sated, as infrequently as she returned to her wives of late, and as intense as V'Anekka's needs were.
K'Endarra caressed Jendri and kissed her gently. Bringing her women down from the peak of arousal without permitting release was a practiced art form with the ruler of Asperia. “All right now?” she asked solicitously.
“Yes, my love, much better,” Jendri groaned, having no idea when her next orgasm might occur. That was entirely up to K'Endarra.
“Oh, don't forget the diplomatic reception tonight,” K'Endarra reminded her first wife as they strolled back to the main bedchamber together. “It will end late, and I intend to sleep in your bed."
“My bed?” Jendri cried in amazement. “Do you mean it, my lord?"
“A problem, Your Majesty?” K'Endarra grinned.
“Nuh-nuh-none,” Jendri finally managed to babble. Her legs felt weak again. K'Endarra did not sleep in Jendri's bed unless she meant to give her wife complete pleasure, as Jendri was not permitted orgasm in K'Endarra's bed. Only V'Anekka, the newest and favorite wife, was accorded that privilege.
“So then may I assume you will be ready for me?” K'Endarra teased.
“More than ready,” Jendri affirmed. She realized she had begun to sweat again, and almost wished K'Endarra would go to V'Anekka and leave her alone with her anticipations for that evening. Being with K'Endarra was like always being on fire, and K'Endarra seldom felt the need to extinguish the blaze.
“Until tonight, then,” K'Endarra said, pecking Jendri on the cheek. The Queen then rang for her valets, which was Jendri's signal to depart the chamber for her own apartments. She loved valeting K'Endarra herself, but only when they were going to be intimate. When Jendri was in such a frantic state and K'Endarra was on her way out, it wasn't worth the additional anguish.
In her enormous bedchamber, Jendri threw open her closets. She had three changes of clothing to select, and then she would let her own valets prepare her choices. Normally she would consult V'Anekka, but the other Consort was occupied, and pleasantly so, Jendri hoped. She could still pass judgment on Jendri's post-reception apparel once K'Endarra left for the day.
Evening dress was easy. The evening formal uniform of the commanding officer of the Paxverdi Lancers was expected. K'Endarra herself would be in military full-dress, Jendri well knew. Her day-wear also was military, as she was K'Endarra's military chief of staff and often spent her working days at the defense ministry. A less fancy uniform would suffice for that.
The real challenge was what to wear after the reception. Something K'Endarra could easily shred in her passion? Something alluring, or would it be wasted? Something completely exotic? Or might they play a game? Perhaps nothing at all would be best. Jendri's palms began to sweat again and she wiped them absently on the folds of her robe. She rang for her valets and detailed one to let her know when the Marquess of Esuria, as V'Anekka was formally titled, returned to her private chambers. Then with the assistance of the second valet, Jendri dressed while the last one took away the full dress uniform to ready it for the evening's festivities.
“You sent for me, Majesty?” V'Anekka said from the doorway of the First Consort's bedroom. Her face was flushed, her smile beatific.
“Oh, no, my dear, not at all. I merely wanted to know when you got back,” Jendri smiled. With a wave she dismissed her valets. “Come talk to me,” she invited V'Anekka, sitting down on her bed and patting the silk spread beside her. “Tell me all about it."
“You have guessed, of course,” V'Anekka giggled.
“Your countenance betrays you,” Jendri gently teased.
“I do not mind you knowing,” V'Anekka confessed. “It is a chance to relive the encounter."
“Go on."
“I had K'Endarra for breakfast!"
Both women laughed aloud.
“Details,” Jendri pressed.
“Oh, well, we sat down to eat, and actually did have our meal, but then she dismissed the butler and began relating the details of your encounter,” V'Anekka explained.
“Oh, my!” Jendri blushed.
“Very spicy fare indeed,” V'Anekka laughed. “And she knew it would arouse me. As soon as she had me squirming in my chair like a schoolgirl, she demanded satisfaction, which I gave her on my knees. And it was while she was coming that I, well, you know...” the Second Consort trailed off. “She does not even have to touch me."
“She could have saved time by simply having you observe our bath,” Jendri remarked wryly.
V'Anekka's face fell. “I know she left you in want, and I am sorry, but you both insist you need and enjoy it."
“Yes, my need does give her greater fulfillment,” Jendri said with a sigh. “And whatever pleases her, pleases me. Also, I understand you need it as intensely as she does, and this does not distress me."
“You are too kind,” V'Anekka murmured. “I did need it."
“Then I hope you will not be unhappy to hear she plans to sleep with me after the reception,” Jendri said.
“Does she?” V'Anekka clapped her hands, eyes wide. “Oh, I am happy for you!"
“The bad news is, once she does, she may not do it again for at least a week. Especially now."
“You mean Sharue,” V'Anekka said. “It always comes down to that."
Jendri reminded her, “Again, she is with each of us every day. It has only been a few months since she took Sharue's virginity, and the young woman has been quite the challenge. It would be easier if she gave in."
“Ah, you mean her, er, self-centeredness."
“What a diplomat you are!” Jendri laughed. “Come, help me choose what to wear for her tonight. We can discuss Sharue later."
“Inevitably,” V'Anekka remarked. But she rose from the bed to help her friend. Nothing took precedence over pleasing their lord and wife.

CHAPTER TWO
“Look at the way they look at her,” Jendri murmured to V'Anekka.
“Pheromones,” V'Anekka said. They were partially hidden behind some potted palms in the grand mirrored hall, watching their wife engage with her guests.
“She certainly has them in abundance. I believe most of the people in this room want her,” Jendri said, her fingers tightening on the stem of the crystal champagne flute she was holding.
V'Anekka's nose twitched. “You certainly do."
“I do not deny it,” Jendri sniffed, and they both laughed. “A good thing there is no dancing or I would be in a puddle on the floor."
“She would hold you up,” V'Anekka said dreamily. “She would carry you effortlessly around the room."
“I would pass out from ecstasy,” Jendri breathed. “Really, we must stop this."
V'Anekka snickered. “Beg to come on her boots."
“Stop!” Jendri pleaded. “Or I will need smelling salts."
“What? The mighty general, victorious in battle, swooning away like a young virgin?” V'Anekka scoffed.
“Victorious in battle, yes; utterly vanquished in bed, however,” Jendri remarked wryly. A passing servant replenished their glasses, but Jendri drank sparingly. “I must be careful. I want to be alert for my lord's visit to my bed."
“A wise decision. I envy you, although that is not fair,” V'Anekka observed.
“Oh, sweetheart, I know you need release daily, while I can live with only hers. But, can you not leave your bedroom door open? She likes you to listen, and thus might you not also climax?"
“Sometimes, but it's a risk, for if I do not, my need is tremendous,” V'Anekka pointed out.
“Ah, but you are permitted to relieve your own needs,” Jendri said. “Do try. I would be happy to know you were having pleasure with us."
“Very well. She does not question my responses, and she has not forbidden it. I do enjoy hearing her pleasure. I got used to it in the harem."
“The very reason she keeps a harem, and needs so many of us."
The eleven o'clock gong sounded and liveried servants marched out with candelabra to light the guests to their coaches.
K'Endarra appeared at their sides. “My ladies,” she said, offering her arms, and with a flourish of trumpets, the Queen escorted her lovely wives from the room. The made their way up the wide, curving staircase to the third floor, past bowing servants and into the state apartments, where the great double doors swung shut and they were alone. There were servants aplenty on call, of course, but the women preferred their privacy in most cases, and usually had the apartments cleaned and straightened in their absence.
“V'Anekka, my love, if you would be kind enough to excuse us,” K'Endarra said to her younger wife.
“Oh, yes, my lord, only kiss me good night,” V'Anekka breathed.
“With pleasure, “K'Endarra agreed. She took her consort in her arms and entered the woman's mouth with her tongue. Up under the gown went her fingers, stroking the cleft of her second wife until her liquids ran to the floor. Slowly, relentlessly, the Queen teased her to fever pitch, finally allowing V'Anekka to slide gracefully to the floor at her feet, no longer able to stand. There, V'Anekka kissed the Queen's boots in utter passion and submission, then, gathering herself, rose and bowed her way out. Jendri was alone with the Queen of Asperia.
Jendri was so deeply affected by this display that she herself could barely remain upright, but K'Endarra caught her and kissed her in similarly possessive fashion. “Call your valet,” she growled in the Queen Consort's ear. “I shall be with you within the half hour."
“My lord, your boots,” Jendri began.
“Shall I leave them on?” K'Endarra grinned.
“If you would,” Jendri pleaded.
“As my lord the Queen Consort wishes,” K'Endarra said with a bow, and then she was gone.
Jendri ran to her suite and rang for her on-call valet. She stripped off her uniform and leaped into her bath where she washed with the speed of light. Out again and into a flame-red negligee that trailed feathery fronds across the floor. The valet cleaned the bathroom after her mistress and carried away all clothing and linens to be dealt with elsewhere, shutting the door quietly behind her.
Panting, Jendri returned to her bedroom, where she opened the doors into the rest of the suite and arranged herself for K'Endarra's pleasure. For maximum arousal, Jendri lay on her back at the foot of the bed, her head on one pillow and her hips elevated by another, her gown open and legs spread to reveal the enormous ruby. She was already wet with desire, the lubricant running in tiny rivulets down her thighs. That, too, would please K'Endarra. Jendri tried to take deep breaths to calm herself, but succeeded only in making herself dizzy, so she lay still and awaited the arrival of her lord and liege.
K'Endarra was right on time. She strolled in, twirling the tiny gold key on its fine chain, and stopped at the foot of the bed. “Isn't that a tasty dish to set before the Queen?"
Jendri risked an upward glance. “Oh, my lord,” she sighed. K'Endarra was irresistible. As requested, she wore her high black boots, but that was not all. She also wore crotchless black leather pants, silver spurs, and to match them, a shimmering silver shirt, the tails tied in a knot at her waist, her breasts free beneath the shining cloth. She planted her boot next to Jendri's head on the pillow.
“Kiss me, slave."
Jendri rolled over and pressed trembling lips against the leather. Shuddering, she opened her mouth and gave the boot the deepest and most heartfelt soul kiss of which she was capable. Then she licked and sucked the spur. Jendri was especially fond of K'Endarra's spurs. These spurs were made especially for their play: sharp enough to bruise if enough pressure was applied, but not sharp enough to break the skin. Jendri adored them, and their owner.
K'Endarra nodded and removed her boot from the pillow. “Good, wife. But it's not time for me to remove the Jewel yet. I want you with it in place."
“Yes, my lord,” Jendri assented. It was more difficult for her that way, but more fulfilling for her wife. As their intimate moments lately were scarce, Jendri was beyond willing to do it any way K'Endarra wanted. She hoped she had shown that through her boot-worship.
K'Endarra hopped gracefully onto the bed and covered her wife, spreading her bare legs with the high riding boots until her thigh was between Jendri's, crushing the Jewel into her. They kissed deeply and K'Endarra applied her spurs, causing Jendri to buck up fiercely and uncontrollably into her demanding spouse. Effortlessly, K'Endarra held her down, savoring her wife's passion and her own strength. When she judged Jendri's arousal to be at its peak, something which never took very long considering the Consort's infrequent orgasms, K'Endarra lifted Jendri to her knees facing the headboard. Built into its ornate carvings were several different shackle systems, and K'Endarra selected one with a bar for Jendri to hang onto. Once the panting, moaning Queen Consort was positioned to K'Endarra's liking, she produced an ivory dildo and inserted it into the belt she had donned before coming to her wife. She entered Jendri's anus.
“Oh! My lord!” Jendri cried out, arching back to meet the invasion.
“Yes, I am,” K'Endarra responded, pushing in deeply. “Oh, that's so good, Jendri. The extension cups and massages my clit. Is it good for you?"
Jendri grunted. “Yes! But that ... doesn't matter. I live to provide pleasure to you. Only to you. Oh! My god!” K'Endarra had delivered a particularly deep thrust.
“Slut,” K'Endarra growled. “You have never been able to get enough of me."
“K'Endarrrraaaaaaaaa,” Jendri moaned. She loved anal penetration but it only served to arouse her. She had never come from that alone, which the Queen well knew.
“Shut up while I fuck you,” K'Endarra snarled.
Jendri's only response was a wail of need. They both loved it rough, they both loved it dirty, but part of the game was for Jendri to pretend not to, and for K'Endarra to subdue her. Jendri's hips bucked as she sobbed and moaned. She was out of her mind with passion and need, and when K'Endarra's first set of orgasms burst against her ass, she howled with a mixture of intense longing and pleasure. She felt K'Endarra's lengthy, shuddering climaxes through and through, and she sagged under the assault.
“Please let me come, K'Endarra! Pleeeeeease!” she cried out. “I'll die if you don't let me come tonight!"
“Not at all. You will only wish you had, my love,” the Queen panted behind her. “Now be still."
When Jendri was quiet, although still trembling, K'Endarra withdrew the small ivory dildo from her wife's anus. She replaced it with a larger, more bulbous ebony attachment, and without giving Jendri any notice, entered her pussy from behind. With a squishy pop, she was deeply embedded.
Jendri screeched with anticipation. It was possible she could come this way, even with the Jewel still firmly in place. She began to move with K'Endarra, but her wife immobilized her and drove in and out, hard and fast.
“Nuh ... oh ... uh ... uh...” Jendri grunted. She was so close! But all her attempts to increase the friction and pressure where she needed it proved fruitless. “Please don't stop, oh, please don't stop,” she begged. “Nggghhhhhh! Ah! Oh! Gods!"
K'Endarra did not stop, but she was experienced enough to know how to withhold pleasure from her wife while pleasing herself. A slight adjustment of the angle, combined with the speed of the Queen's thrusting hips, pinned Jendri at the edge of orgasm while the Queen exploded against her.
Helpless to protest or demand, Jendri writhed with fire while her lord and Queen spent herself. She almost didn't realize K'Endarra was turning her, still shackled, onto her back to remove the jewel. This time the heavy dildo, already slippery, slid in smoothly and when K'Endarra again rode to orgasm, grinding into Jendri with her spurs, she permitted her wife to join her.
Arching, screaming her spouse's name, Jendri came at long last, jerking helplessly in the shackles binding her to her own bed.
“Ohhhhhhh, oooohhhhh, K'Endarra,” Jendri moaned in gratitude. Her insides continued to spasm involuntarily, and she could easily have come again, more than once, but this was not K'Endarra's style. She liked to leave her women wanting and enthusiastic for her return. She slid the dildo out. Having enjoyed three multiple orgasms, she was satisfied enough for the night.
“Lick it clean and undress me,” she murmured to her first wife, already sleepy.
“Oh, my lord, I worship you,” Jendri sighed, easing herself out of the restraints. For safety and convenience, they were made to be released by the wearer, who bore them happily for their mutual pleasure.
“You had better,” K'Endarra yawned. It was her last remark before falling asleep, and so she did not feel the kisses Jendri applied to her boots as she undressed her lord. But that didn't matter. Jendri enjoyed herself anyway.
* * * *
The next day, as soon as Jendri and V'Anekka were alone in the huge state apartments, Jendri announced, “I believe I have hit upon a clever plan. What is it that K'Endarra desires most in all the world?"
“As we speak? Orgasm in the mouth of Sharue?” V'Anekka guessed.
“Exactly. And do we begrudge it?"
“Not at all! What we miss is K'Endarra's presence when she comes,” V'Anekka remarked dreamily, looking out the window. “Look. She is practicing jumps on Massinia. How I wish I were that horse."
Jendri joined her sister-wife. “Then we must convince her to let us go with her to the harem more often, or we must convince her to bring Sharue here."
V'Anekka turned. “The harem, of course, we can ask. But here? A concubine cannot leave the harem except on supervised leaves of absence."
“A fiancee can.” Jendri remarked.
“Ah, I see. I suppose that is inevitable. But Sharue is not yet ready to be a wife. She is not yet trained or broken to K'Endarra's demands."
“We can train her for K'Endarra, possibly better than the other concubines. They train women to be concubines, not wives. K'Endarra herself trains women to be wives, or delegates it to her more senior wives."
“As well I know,” V'Anekka remarked. She had grown up a great deal under Jendri's tutelage.
“An engagement need not be brief. It could last years. Then K'Endarra would be more often with us,” Jendri went on.
V'Anekka sighed. She was not anxious to live with the Queen's favorite concubine just yet. That would take some getting used to. “Let us see, first, if she will take us to the harem. Perhaps if we go with her there, she would be more agreeable, after a while, to a lengthy betrothal."
“Done. We'll each work on her separately when we have her to ourselves,” Jendri agreed. “We'll remind her how much we love to be near her when she is taking pleasure, how much she is stimulated by our need. She is so obsessed with Sharue right now she may have forgotten it is possible for her pleasure to be even more intense when we are there, dying for her."
V'Anekka smiled. “How can she resist?"
* * * *
Of course, both wives had to wait to be alone with K'Endarra, as she went to the harem for lunch, returning to their apartments late in the afternoon only to change for a Privy Council meeting which they all attended. After the meeting, she took V'Anekka immediately to her bed, planning to dine late with Jendri before retiring yet again to her harem.
K'Endarra came with her thighs locked around V'Anekka's head, with such explosive force that V'Anekka also climaxed hard enough to become disoriented. As usual, it was not necessary for the Queen to touch her second wife, who lay moaning under her as they both recovered. V'Anekka longed to come to K'Endarra's touch, but because she only came once a day, usually, her need was so great that she could never hold back until the monarch was entirely spent. And this pleased K'Endarra. Not only did she feel all the more powerful that she could make other women come just by coming herself, but there was no need to exert herself to please her second wife, either.
The Queen laughed. “Again, my touch is not necessary."
“Your touch would be very welcome, K'Endarra. Although I live to please you, nothing would please me more."
“Are your needs not met?"
“Yes, my lord, of course, but there are ... emotional needs as well,” V'Anekka confessed, giving her spouse a sidelong look from under lowered lashes.
“I see. Come, my love, and let me hold you,” K'Endarra invited. She had time enough for that.
V'Anekka slid gracefully into her wife's strong arms. “I miss you, my lord. I miss going to the harem with you and experiencing your pleasure there."
K'Endarra kissed her hair. “You bring up an interesting logistical problem."
“Do I? What is it?” The scientist in V'Anekka was perpetually curious.
“While wives are welcome in the harem, they are not permitted climax there,” K'Endarra reminded her younger spouse. “Lately, you come whenever I do."
“Ah, my lord, that is not entirely true."
“No?"
“No, Ma'am. If I am in contact with you when you climax, then yes, orgasm overwhelms me. How could it not? Your power is irresistible. But if I am not in your bed, or very close, although I am greatly aroused, I do not orgasm."
“But that raises yet another problem,” K'Endarra said. “What if I wish to remain in the harem for some length of time? How would you cope with such great need?"
“I am a disciplined concubine, my lord. When you spent the night in the harem but did not relieve my needs nor invite me to your bed, I was able to wait until your departure to take care of my arousal."
“Of course! You must have done that often,” K'Endarra mused. “With nine concubines I cannot come with or pleasure each of them on every visit."
V'Anekka saw no need to disabuse her wife of the notion. Discipline also allowed an experienced concubine to climax without giving any outward sign. When the monarch was in the throes of her own delight, she was unlikely to take notice of another woman's cough, sneeze or hiccup. If the aristocratic concubine in her arms came, that was expected and accepted. K'Endarra was always so completely engrossed in her own pleasures she would not have noticed if the other eight concubines sympathetically climaxed all at once!
“So then, may Jendri and I expect an invitation?"
K'Endarra smiled. “Perhaps in a day or two."
V'Anekka knew she had pressed far enough. “Thank you, my magnificent lord. I do adore you, you know."
“And I you, love. Send Jendri to me, if you would. I knew she must be tied in knots."
“Which you will only tighten with your teasing,” V'Anekka accused playfully.
“You know me too well. Be gone or I will tease you, too!"
V'Anekka, laughing, kissed her lover goodbye and scooped up her robe, pulling it around her as she let herself out of the room.
“Jendri!” she called excitedly from the Queen Consort's open door. “Our demanding lord will have you now. And do not mention the harem. I think she is open to the idea. We had better not seem to nag."
“Oh, excellent, my darling. No, I'll say nothing,” Jendri agreed.
“Hurry. She is in a good mood,” V'Anekka urged.
“I don't doubt it.” Jendri said over her shoulder as she hurried to the Queen's bedchamber. “How could she not be, after enjoying you?"
“My love! Come in,” K'Endarra invited lazily. “Have you sent for our supper?"
“Indeed, my lord, and I will serve it to you in bed at your command."
“After I fuck you where I just had V'Anekka, we will dine. On your back."
Jendri could not hide her excitement. “Oh, yes, please!"
“You please me, wife,” K'Endarra growled, pinning Jendri under her. They began to kiss deeply, and Jendri could smell their mingled arousal as well as the scent of the recently-satisfied V'Anekka, which permeated the linens. Moaning together, they devoured one another until K'Endarra pulled Jendri's hand up into her womanhood. “I need you,” she gasped.
Jendri clutched at K'Endarra with her entire body, arching up into her breasts and belly, digging nails into her muscular back when the monarch came. “Ah! K'Endarra! Oh, by the gods! I love to feel you come! More, oh, please!"
K'Endarra heard her through a haze of ecstasy and obliged her consort by allowing her to experience another queenly climax. Then she sagged on her wife and let Jendri feel her relaxed satiation while they kissed gently.
“Oh, so good!” Jendri moaned. “Your climaxes defy description."
K'Endarra chuckled and entered Jendri with her fingers, her thumb on the Jewel. She pumped in and out, making the First Consort writhe uncontrollably. At the same time, they continued to kiss, keeping Jendri aroused to fever pitch.
Jendri did not beg. It would have been pointless in the monarch's bed, especially with the Jewel firmly locked in place. Gradually, K'Endarra slowed her thrusts and withdrew her fingers, leaving Jendri twitching with heat.
“Bring in our supper, my love,” she smiled, kissing her senior wife, teasing Jendri's tongue with her own.
When Jendri rose from the bed, her liquids ran down her legs, but she did not complain. K'Endarra's pleasure was enough for her. It had to be, and now, apparently, she had the harem to anticipate as well. There was no cause for complaint.

CHAPTER THREE
“Well, my darlings, how would you like to accompany me to the harem this evening?” K'Endarra invited her wives a couple of days later at breakfast.
Jendri felt a chill go up her spine, and V'Anekka shuddered. She spoke for both of them, “Yes, please, my lord."
“After dinner then,” K'Endarra said, rising and throwing her napkin down. This forced the other women to rise with her, and then kneel in obeisance as K'Endarra left the room.
“I'm already wet,” Jendri told V'Anekka as soon as the door closed.
“We must choose something to wear!” V'Anekka decided.
“Make it something loose. You know how she treats us there,” Jendri warned.
“Perhaps we should wear something ... absorbent,” V'Anekka speculated.
“Always prepared,” Jendri joked.
They separated to go about their daily tasks, Jendri to the Defense Ministry, V'Anekka to the National Academy of Science for the morning. They both devoted their afternoon to the royal stables, where they, especially V'Anekka, were responsible for breeding lines of war-horses, show horses and other specialty strains for the Queen of Asperia.
The wives ended their duties with a ride in the immense private park surrounding the great Castle Golgathex.
“Will you and K'Endarra never agree on that animal?” V'Anekka asked as they rode out.
“Massinia was, and is again, my horse,” Jendri said, patting the glistening flank of her mount.
“Then why does K'Endarra always ride her?"
“She was K'Endarra's spoils of war. We have agreed to share her,” Jendri reminded V'Anekka.
“Between the two of you, you will wear her out. Let me find you another—"
“Find the Queen another,” Jendri cut her off.
“I will find her a fine white charger,” V'Anekka said.
“She has one. You're riding it."
“The two of you are obsessed,” V'Anekka grumbled. “A black one, then."
“Send to Obduria to the stables where Massinia was bred. Perhaps you can get another of the same line,” Jendri suggested
“I will try. It occurs to me that riding before going to the harem is not the smartest thing we could have done."
“If that were true, I could never go riding. Yes, it stimulates me; yes, I long for K'Endarra, but that is always the case. I may as well enjoy my recreation. She will torment me no matter what."
“What do you suppose she will do to us tonight?” V'Anekka wondered, flushing.
“Oh, let's see. I think she will take Sharue in the imperial bed with us on either side of her. You will both explode. This will go on for hours. Then she will sleep and ignore us."
“But having come with us in the same bed, her marital duties will have been accomplished,” V'Anekka summed up.
“Many times over,” Jendri confirmed.
* * * *
Several hours later, the three women made their way through the secret passages of the castle to the harem, hidden behind immense bronze doors. They giggled and groped one another like schoolgirls, stopping to kiss in every corner and alcove, teasing one another's nipples, sliding their hands into warm, scented, private places.
“My lord, my lord,” V'Anekka gasped as K'Endarra pinned her to a wall for a kiss.
“You will writhe tonight, my love,” K'Endarra promised.
“Gladly!” cried the younger woman. “I would writhe all night every night!"
“I shall see to it, then,” K'Endarra said with a grin. “Mmmm ... and what is that?"
“It is my tongue on your boot-heels, as you well know,” Jendri replied from the floor behind her wife.
“Up, Slut, or none of us will be able to walk into the harem."
“Your concubines will gladly carry you to bed, K'Endarra,” V'Anekka assured her. “All the same, let us make haste so I can at least lie down before I fall down."
They all laughed and composed themselves as K'Endarra twirled the great tumblers on the doors. They swung slowly, silently open and after the women stepped through, closed again with a nearly inaudible hiss.
Just beyond the anteroom, the harem opened out into a wide living area. The center was occupied by K'Endarra's great bed, large enough for ten women, made with a profusion of lush fabrics and enclosed by curtains and drapes so that all, some or none of her relations would be visible to those not sharing her bed. To one side was a large chair and footstool, which took the place of a throne. Here K'Endarra seated herself and beckoned her concubines forward. They approached her one at a time in order of seniority, kneeling at her feet to greet her and give homage to their lord and queen.
As each concubine came to her, K'Endarra received loving kisses on her boots, then held and caressed each one, gauging her arousal. She also allowed each one to briefly lick and kiss her swelling genitalia through the opening in her specially tailored pants. They didn't kiss on the lips, of course, because that was reserved for betrothed or married persons and was considered the most intimate act of all in Asperian culture. In this way, K'Endarra assigned each concubine a role for her visit. Some she sent to their rooms, others to the couches around the room and one to her bed.
Jendri and V'Anekka watched with rapt attention from their places on the couches, to see what their wife would require of them. Because V'Anekka had been a concubine, and Jendri had visited often, they knew that being sent away was by no means a punishment. Anything could and did happen in the harem, and only the Queen knew how events would play out. However, it was of great interest to K'Endarra's consorts that Sharue was among the concubines sent to their rooms. They had been sure K'Endarra would take pleasure with her, for she never missed a day without having her young favorite.
Having disposed of her many lovers, K'Endarra rose and entered the gauzy sleeping enclosure, leaving it open. As soon as she seated herself on the bed, the senior concubine, T'Eldorna, spread her legs to receive the Queen. K'Endarra smiled and motioned her wives over to the bed. “Lie beside me,” she ordered softly, and they obeyed her.
K'Endarra moved atop her concubine for a few moments, but soon she put T'Eldorna under her hips to demand oral pleasure from her, freeing K'Endarra to enjoy kissing her wives simultaneously. They ground themselves against her fiercely, moaning through their kisses, until K'Endarra climaxed, screaming and laughing all at once, so great was her enjoyment of her women.
Under her, T'Eldorna, an Asperian aristocrat, was fortunate enough to come, too, and all around the room, from the couches a chorus of moans and gasps and sighs of envy and desire went up from squirming concubines both enjoying and being tormented by their royal lover's pleasure.
But K'Endarra was by no means spent, and three more young women in succession took T'Eldorna's place under K'Endarra, receiving her orgasms in their mouths, and if they were possessed of the recessive gene and enhanced genitals, coming themselves. The others, like Jendri, simply endured the most pleasant of torture, knowing they could relieve one another's needs whenever the Queen departed.
“All right, I can't come anymore,” K'Endarra groaned happily. “But I will sleep here with my wives. You may change the bed."
She wandered off to the sumptuous bathing facility, which allowed the duty concubines to take care of the linens. When all were ready for bed, including V'Anekka, who had secretly climaxed while kissing her wife, K'Endarra caused all the curtains to be drawn for privacy, and the harem soon lapsed into slumber.
* * * *
In the morning, Jendri noticed a peculiar distractedness about V'Anekka, but the harem was not the place to inquire into the reason. They served K'Endarra as she took a concubine she had not had the previous night, stroking her hips and thighs with their nipples as the Queen used her woman with a strap-on dildo. Again, V'Anekka successfully camouflaged her own orgasm, while Jendri trembled at fever pitch, her needs unrelieved. K'Endarra smiled at their moaning and before she came, cried out, “Feel my pleasure, my darlings!” whereupon she unloaded her climax against the rounded globes of her whimpering, writhing lover's hind end. She left the concubine unfulfilled, knowing another would take care of her shortly.
Once the Queen and her consorts were again dressed, they repaired below to the imperial apartments to bathe and prepare for the day's business.
V'Anekka was unable to hide her tears, though, and clung to K'Endarra, kissing her feverishly.
“What is it, my darling?” K'Endarra asked, gently stoking V'Anekka's hair.
“I ... I ... just miss you so when you are gone from us,” V'Anekka confessed.
K'Endarra nodded. “I will come to you tonight, then, my love, and you need not miss me."
“Really?” V'Anekka gasped, amazed. She had expected her lord to accuse her of jealousy or greed.
“Certainly. I will lunch in the harem, and spend the evening here. Until then, my sweethearts,” she said, releasing V'Anekka to kiss Jendri goodbye for the day.
Jendri took V'Anekka's hand as the doors closed behind K'Endarra, and led the younger woman to her own chambers.
“Come now, my dear. Out with it!” Jendri commanded, seating her friend on the bed.
“Oh, Jendri! I have had the most distressing news!” cried V'Anekka, bursting into a fresh flood of tears.
Immediately Jendri supplied clean handkerchiefs and sat beside her. “You must tell me, of course, so that I can help."
“No one can help us,” V'Anekka wailed miserably.
“Even so, let me hear the news,” Jendri urged.
“All right. Last night, I awoke and went to use the facilities. You and I were alone in the bed."
“Go on."
“I was sure K'Endarra was in the baths or toilet, too. But she was not. T'Eldorna was, however. So I asked if she had seen K'Endarra."
Jendri was still baffled, so she simply nodded and patted V'Anekka's hand.
“T'Eldorna was reluctant, but when she realized I would look for K'Endarra, she stopped me and said she was with Sharue in her room."
“Oh, well, that is her right,” Jendri said sagely. “And we know she is with Sharue every day. We may not see it, but we know it is true, for she has told us."
“That isn't the problem or the point. Once T'Eldorna began, she could not stop. K'Endarra never, ever takes Sharue in front of the others anymore. For the first six weeks or so, yes, they all saw and heard it. But then K'Endarra began to visit her alone more and more, and now all their coupling is private, neither seen nor heard."
Jendri was starting to get the picture. “Wait here. Not another word,” she cautioned. Stepping to the doors of the suite, she checked to make sure they were not overheard. Returning to the bed, she said, “Continue, but keep your voice down."
V'Anekka nodded. “T'Eldorna believes they are kissing. And not just because of the arrangements. Something more."
Jendri was scandalized, of course. Although it was not her native culture, she knew the rules well. It had been torture not to kiss K'Endarra until they were engaged.
V'Anekka took a deep breath. “As you know, all concubines have access to each other. When K'Endarra is not there she is unconcerned with their relationships or activities, as long as she is their focus when she is present. So they have all had Sharue, repeatedly, every possible way."
“Of course, that, too, is expected. What of it?"
“There is something about her tongue. Although she was in your harem at Paxverdi, you never actually had her, did you?"
Jendri shook her head. “Of course not. That would have been adultery, to say nothing of the fact that I want no one but K'Endarra."
“Well, apparently there is some ... mutation, something about the quality or texture of it. T'Eldorna could only describe it as oiled ball-bearings wrapped in velvet. K'Endarra is totally besotted with her and addicted to Sharue in all likelihood because of that. And of course, having had Sharue's tongue between her legs, she was eventually unable to resist tasting it with her own."
“But this is all speculation, still,” Jendri said. “None of them has seen it."
“Sharue is very smug and superior. She does anyone who tells her to, because she is the newest, but she has become so spoiled and unpleasant, T'Eldorna says, they scarcely ask her despite the incredible sensations. Sharue seems to think her stay there is almost over, and she will soon be K'Endarra's wife, so there is no need to be congenial."
“She should be horsewhipped, “Jendri declared flatly.
“Well, she will not be, not by K'Endarra, who would give her the crown and become her slave, to hear T'Eldorna tell it."
“Now that is an exaggeration, surely,” Jendri declared.
“Yes, but it is quite possible K'Endarra will marry her soon. Or worse, she will not, and spend most of her time there, away from us. She would not want us to know of her private arrangements with Sharue. This is why we have been excluded until now. And when I asked, she put it off long enough to get up there and explain to Sharue what to expect when we came with her. So she would not sulk or in some way give them away."
“Well, no wonder you are upset, even if the story is not entirely accurate."
“Oh, I am more convinced of it than ever, now,” V'Anekka declared.
“Why?"
“Because she was so quick to offer to spend tonight with us. Not without a trip back upstairs for lunch, true, but I think she feels guilty and is working to cover her trail. Think, Jendri! She is so addicted she could not stay away from Sharue for one night! Yet she did not use her in front of us because she cannot resist kissing her, now that she has tasted it."
Jendri sat shaking her head in sorrow and disbelief. “Assuming you are correct, what shall we do?"
“Let me think about it,” V'Anekka requested. “I need a bath and some breakfast. Will you join me?"
“By all means!” Jendri agreed, rising. “I will be with you shortly."
When both women were settled in the bath, and had been left alone by their attendants, V'Anekka apologized to Jendri. “I should not have been so emotional. On further reflection, although no one else can help us, there is no reason for us not to help ourselves."
“Please, my sweet, I am so glad we are here for one another when we are upset!” Jendri reassured her with a soapy hug. “But tell me what you have thought of."
“As you always say, to give K'Endarra evidence of any jealousy would be fatal, and technically speaking, we are not jealous of her pleasure, but rather of her time. In fact, we want ever more pleasure for her, if only she would allow us to enjoy it with her. Is that not accurate?"
“I must agree. It scarcely concerns me that I come only once a week, but if she does not come with me, or permit me to be near when she takes you, a concubine or a slave, I do become a little depressed. I desire nothing but her pleasure. I serve and obey her out of love. But to be deprived of her presence is disturbing to say the least."
“Then our first priority is to make sure she knows we want what she wants. Let us inquire into her pleasures and progress with Sharue, and offer suggestions,” V'Anekka said.
“And why not ask to be present when she takes Sharue?” Jendri added. “We should remind her how she used to have Sharue in the harem with us there to caress her. She used to love to see us squirm with desire as she climaxed to Sharue's tongue. We should let her know how much we miss that."
“We can suggest positions and games and toys for her to use with Sharue.” V'Anekka said. “It won't be hard. These are things we desperately need. Perhaps if she realizes we want her to be happy, she will share more of her time with Sharue with us. Then, once she is used to it, she may consider a lengthy engagement, so that we can have Sharue here, to allow us to prepare her, and then K'Endarra would be here almost all the time!” V'Anekka paused for breath. “Although I am not fond of Sharue, I realize K'Endarra's taking her to wife is all but inevitable. Maybe we can mold her not only to K'Endarra's needs but to our standards. She would be easier to live with if she knew how to behave."
“Very good,” Jendri nodded. “We will begin tonight. No matter when and how K'Endarra has either of us, we will find ways to encourage her to enjoy Sharue, and let us enhance her enjoyment. She loves needy women, so let us show her our need."

CHAPTER FOUR
When K'Endarra came home to the imperial apartments that evening, after a day of official business interrupted only by her noontime visit to the harem (where she thoroughly enjoyed Sharue for nearly an hour in absolute privacy), her wives had prepared a surprise for her.
Dinner was wheeled in and served by the usual attendants, but then Jendri signaled them to withdraw. As soon as the three women were alone, Jendri and V'Anekka stripped and knelt on either side of K'Endarra's chair at the head of the table with their heads bowed.
“So, you are eager to be my slaves this evening,” the Queen observed wryly. “Perhaps your visit to the harem stimulated you?"
“Yes, my lord,” Jendri answered. “Feed us if you wish. Or not, as you please."
“I would not have you starve,” K'Endarra said grandly. She filled two small bowls with finely diced vegetables and handed one to each wife. “No hands,” she ordered.
Thus the royal consorts had to eat from the bowls on the floor, like animals, which they did gracefully and without complaint, kneeling silently while K'Endarra continued with the rest of her meal. From time to time, she offered them a bit of something else from her own plate, but neither slave received anything like a complete meal at the Queen's hand. Each was given a small glass of water, and a few crusts of bread torn from the large loaf which K'Endarra enjoyed. Both were still hungry at the end of the meal, but neither said a word.
“For dessert,” K'Endarra remarked, “you may gorge on my womanhood.” She rose and stood still while her wives licked her boots, then left the room with them in her wake, carrying the clothing they had discarded.
K'Endarra led them to her grand bedchamber and demanded to be dressed in the manner she preferred for taking her wives as the tyrant they adored. This meant high boots and spurs, crotchless pants and a supple riding crop. Jendri and V'Anekka scurried to comply with their wife's wishes, trembling in anticipation and need.
She put them through their paces, and to a stranger, it would not have been a pretty sight, with little evidence to suggest that the slaves were enjoying themselves at all.
When Jendri lay down to feast between K'Endarra's legs, she was rewarded with two dozen strokes of her lord's riding crop, which dropped out of the Queen's hand only as she came wildly in V'Anekka's embrace. When V'Anekka crawled under K'Endarra's hips to continue her ecstasy, she received the urgent proddings of the monarch's silver spurs deep in her comely backside. Both of them came, screaming at the intense sensations, while Jendri clung to K'Endarra's left boot which she kissed frantically when she wasn't sobbing with desire.
“Mercy, my lord, remove the Jewel if you love me at all,” Jendri begged.
“You may not climax in my bed, wife. You know the rules,” K'Endarra laughed.
“Let me come on your boots, then, I beg you!” Jendri whimpered.
“Slut,” K'Endarra hissed, driving her boot-heel between Jendri's thighs until she ground it against the enormous ruby nestled there.
“Take me,” Jendri moaned, pressing back with all her might. “Or I will die."
K'Endarra took out the tiny gold key and released Jendri's womanhood from its prison. “On the floor, woman. Show me your need."
Immediately Jendri was on her back on the luxurious carpet, knees bent and legs spread wide to show the Queen her throbbing wet pussy. “Mercy, my lord,” she whispered.
V'Anekka, hoping to facilitate Jendri's release, pushed a footstool over next to the bed, then knelt beside Jendri and implored K'Endarra on her behalf. “Please, K'Endarra, relieve her needs. She is desperate."
K'Endarra observed Jendri's heat, and probed her pussy with the toe of her boot. Jendri howled and pressed for more, but the boot was withdrawn and placed instead on the stool. “Ride, boot-slut."
Jendri flung herself onto K'Endarra's instep. Rubbing frantically, “Don't stop, don't take it away, let me come,” she implored, gasping for breath. It had been weeks since K'Endarra had boot-fucked the First Consort, and she was wild to come this way, helpless and begging on her knees.
“If only you sought my pleasure as urgently as you pursue your own! Nevertheless, your need touches my heart,” K'Endarra replied, and she pulled Jendri tight to her boot and pressed up deeply into the heat of her cleft, until Jendri's orgasm burst from her. Had not the Queen been holding her up, Jendri would have collapsed, but K'Endarra was gentle and careful, and allowed her wife to finish her orgasm before releasing her to lie on her face under her boots.
“Lick them clean, undress me, take my boots away and shine them. When your work is done, you may sleep at my feet,” K'Endarra said. “Come, V'Anekka. Let us couple again. Jendri enjoys listening to our pleasure."
V'Anekka was only too eager, lying down on her back to accommodate her wife, so that K'Endarra enjoyed Jendri's kisses on her boots and V'Anekka's caresses between her legs, coming again and again while her slaves pleasured her. As V'Anekka continued to make love to K'Endarra, Jendri undressed the Queen and took her boots away to the floor of the closet to shine them as a valet would, while listening to the sounds of K'Endarra's orgasms, and V'Anekka's moans and sighs of desire and delight. Somewhere in there, she knew, V'Anekka was coming as well, but Jendri's needs were met for the moment, and as she brushed and buffed, she smiled contentedly. K'Endarra loved them both, and they had both pleased her. Nothing else mattered.
“K'Endarra, love,” V'Anekka purred when they were finally done, and Jendri was curled around the Queen's feet, “how are you progressing with Sharue?"
“How do you mean? She gives me enormous ecstasy. But you knew that."
“Yes, and we think you're being greedy about it. Why do we never get to see you take her?” Jendri asked, sitting up. “Do you not remember how it was, the first few weeks? By the gods, you drove us mad with wanting when you took her. Can you have forgotten?"
“No, not exactly, but, would you not be bored to see it again and again? Might you no longer feel the urgent need if it happened every day?"
“Well, my love,” V'Anekka put in, “we will never feel anything if we are not with you when you use her, will we? And then you will never feel our need."
“Unless, of course, you have yet to tame her,” Jendri said with a sly look up at her wife.
K'Endarra colored, but she wasn't angry. She sighed. “You have found me out."
“Found what?” V'Anekka asked, all innocence.
“Found that I cannot bend her to my will, and she continually yowls about her own satisfaction. No matter what I do with her, when we are in bed, she wants her turn, her orgasm, her pleasure."
“And do you give it to her?” Jendri asked.
“You have no idea how seductive she can be,” K'Endarra grumbled.
“And do you not discipline her as you do us?” V'Anekka pressed.
“Oh, fie! She cries, and sulks and threatens to run home. I cannot make a concubine stay, and she knows it."
“Nor do you have to keep her here. Two can play that game, my lord,” Jendri reminded her wife. She lay down again and began to stroke K'Endarra's foot with her nipple.
“Yes, darling, Jendri is right. It would be a disgrace to her and her family if she were sent home early,” V'Anekka said. “I believe you have some leverage. Tell us, why do you not discipline her with the special boots?"
“Oh, gods, K'Endarra, remember when you used them on me?” Jendri sighed. “You would play musical slaves. The torture!"
“You mean, the boots I cannot walk in,” K'Endarra grinned. “The ones with the rounded, tapered heels?"
“Yes, the butt-plug boots. You never used to hesitate to impale us with them in the harem. What has become of your mercilessness?” V'Anekka teased.
“Find them for me, Jendri, and shine them up. I will send to the harem to find the ones I left up there as well. I will tell T'Eldorna to make Sharue shine them. Thus she can anticipate our next encounter."
“Will you take us with you?” Jendri asked.
“Soon. Now, out with the lights and go to sleep, and I had better wake up with someone's tongue inside me or neither of you will sit down for a week!"
Both wives giggled and promised she would awaken in ecstasy. K'Endarra smiled and kissed them goodnight, pleased that they were willing to help her control her recalcitrant young concubine.

CHAPTER FIVE
“That went extremely well, I thought,” Jendri observed the next morning when K'Endarra had dismissed them from her chambers.
“But for one thing,” V'Anekka replied as they went to her bedroom.
“And that is?"
“She said ‘soon.’ That means she will go up there without us again, and who knows what will happen to weaken her resolve?"
“It's still a good sign. Don't over-think this. Even if she backslides a little, once we get there with her and lie beside her while she has Sharue, we will get her on the hook and reel her in."
“Then let's use the boots here as soon as possible, to encourage her."
Jendri agreed quickly, but they did not see K'Endarra again that day. Since she had come with both of them that morning, she was not obligated to intimacy with them until the following day, and so they had to wait until the next night.
Because they were lonely without their liege, the two women planned to spend the night together in Jendri's bed, but sleep eluded V'Anekka and so Jendri lit a lamp and sent a servant for herbal tea to calm her companion.
“I can just imagine her all over Sharue, fucking her brains out without us,” V'Anekka sulked. “If her need of other women is so urgent, why would she ever use anyone all alone?"
“Because her need of privacy in this case is greater. She may also be preparing Sharue for lengthy public coupling without kissing, and from what K'Endarra tells us, that could take some doing."
“She should withhold orgasm from Sharue unless she behaves. We both know how well that worked. Remember the week before my wedding to her?"
Jendri nodded. “She fucked you every day and me every night, making sure you could not touch yourself."
V'Anekka smiled. “She was not entirely successful in preventing my orgasms, although they were very brief and shallow. You will not tell her?"
“Not I!” laughed Jendri. “All our secrets are safe with each other, but I doubt we will ever take Sharue so greatly into our confidence."
“She will not need it. Once she gets here, she will be the favorite and will lie with K'Endarra all night every night, and will have no need of anyone else."
“More fool she, for when K'Endarra discovers a new lover, she will be isolated,” Jendri predicted.
“I do believe that Sharue, if she can be tamed, will be the last. Unless something happens to her tongue!"
Both women laughed and Jendri, seeing V'Anekka relax and yawn, put out the light so they could sleep and dream of their lord and lover.
* * * *
Because K'Endarra spent so much time in her harem, she had caused enough of her wardrobe to be kept there so that she did not have to constantly return to her quarters to dress for her various daily obligations. While this was convenient for her, it severely limited the time her wives were able to spend with her, and as she was obligated to intimacy with them every day that she had any other women, the time she did spend with them was almost entirely consumed with physical pleasure.
Consequently, it was not until she had admitted her wives to the imperial bedchamber that she had any idea of what they planned for their long-awaited amorous encounter with her.
Bearing the boots that Jendri had shined, they dropped to their knees and kissed K'Endarra's feet.
“Have mercy and allow us to feel these inside us. Ever since we discussed it, we have been able to think of nothing else,” Jendri begged.
“I have the special lubricant you like,” V'Anekka added, placing the enameled container at her Queen's feet as well. “Cherry."
“Aha! Well, this is impossible to refuse, as I, too, have been thinking of it. As luck would have it, Sharue is still shining the other pair, having little experience and even less desire to do it. Yet, she will learn to love these boots as you do. Put them on me,” she instructed, seating herself at the edge of the vast bed.
“You are very kind to indulge us, my lord,” Jendri said as she slid a boot on and fastened it behind K'Endarra's knee. “We know you really need three women to enjoy these fully."
“Do not be concerned. When I wear the ones in the harem, I will take five and you shall be among them, kissing me as the others perform their various duties."
“Will that be soon?” V'Anekka wondered.
“I've a mind to crop Sharue's ass and use her so all can see my handiwork if those boots are not done tomorrow, and to my standards,” K'Endarra informed them. “So, yes, soon enough. Meanwhile, I shall enjoy practicing on your shapely fannies. Get up here, this instant!"
Although said fannies still bore the marks of K'Endarra's recent use, her wives lost no time obeying her commands. They leapt into her arms and began to vie good-naturedly with one another for the honor of K'Endarra's lips. At the same time they reached between her legs to caress her womanhood, which swelled immediately as K'Endarra sensed their desire.
“Lick, Jendri,” she ordered.
Instantly the Queen Consort was on her belly under the monarch's thighs, writhing and pressing her Jewel into the mattress in her passion. She felt the hardness of K'Endarra's heel digging into her ass and moaned, wiggling her butt.
K'Endarra gasped at the sensations. She had to pace herself or she would lose control of herself and both wives. Finally, she tore her lips from V'Anekka's.
“Now, V'Anekka, you lick,” K'Endarra commanded. “Jendri, spread that gel on your tits."
Panting with need, Jendri grabbed up the pot and spread the slick sweetness over her nipples, then offered them to her lord. K'Endarra's greedy sucking soon drove her senior wife to distraction and she clutched at the Queen, moaning incoherently. K'Endarra smiled and ground down hard into V'Anekka's lips and tongue. Her junior consort whimpered helplessly under her.
“Now, lubricate my heels. Use your mouth,” K'Endarra instructed. “You as well, V'Anekka."
The two consorts reluctantly abandoned the parts of K'Endarra they were pleasuring. Taking the cherry lubricant into their mouths, they licked K'Endarra's boot-heels, liberally coating them.
“Give me your asses, sluts,” K'Endarra groaned. “I can't suffer any more delay. I am ready to burst!"
“But who will pleasure you, my lord?” V'Anekka couldn't help but wonder.
“Darling, I am quite capable of employing my own hand! Quickly now! All of the other pleasures you give me guarantee me many a climax!"
The Queens’ wives, hot and dripping wet, turned away from her and presented their rounded cheeks to their lord. Immediately she entered them simultaneously, burrowing her heels deeply into the red rosebuds of their backsides.
They shrieked almost in concert at the welcome invasion, bucking and arching. “More, more,” Jendri moaned.
K'Endarra twisted and embedded the heels to the soles of her boots, eliciting uncontrollable shudders from her slaves. She cupped her clitoris and smeared her own liquids over the pulsing mass. Almost immediately, she bucked in orgasm, sending V'Anekka screaming into a chasm of ecstasy. The younger woman twitched and vibrated uncontrollably under her lord's boot, begging forgiveness for her unauthorized pleasure.
Beside her, Jendri was not so fortunate, yet, she felt K'Endarra's ecstasy deeply in her anus and within her clit as well. Writhing, she asked nothing but to feel more of the Queen's ecstasy. She pressed up and back to give K'Endarra the resistance and stimulation she needed to continue in orgasm.
K'Endarra arched, jamming her heels deeply into her wives, all three crying out with pleasure, need or both, until the queen was done. As she pulled her heels free, both wives turned to lick them clean and undress her. Once K'Endarra was comfortable, Jendri and V'Anekka resumed where they had left off. As K'Endarra lay entwined with Jendri, kissing deeply, V'Anekka serviced the queen with a hungry mouth, her early orgasms having stimulated the younger woman to even greater passion.
With one hand behind Jendri's neck, and another on V'Anekka's, K'Endarra demanded and received all the sensation her wives could provide her. Naturally their desperation for release intensified everything the Queen felt. She gyrated in their double embrace, filling them with her come, until she was satisfied, and until, coincidentally, V'Anekka had experienced another sympathetic orgasm, which left her whimpering in gratitude to her lord. Jendri writhed unfulfilled, but content. Without letting her come, K'Endarra calmed her with soft kisses, for which Jendri thanked her profusely. They both enjoyed Jendri's heat, and had no desire to quench it too frequently.
Twisting and turning, trying to keep her own hands away from her clit (which of course belonged only to K'Endarra) Jendri couldn't help but wish they had a third person there to stimulate and receive the monarch's climaxes properly. Without a third wife, such a thing was, of course, impossible. No outsider could ever see the intimacy of the Queen and any of her consorts, not even the concubines in the harem. Nor it did look as though K'Endarra would marry again unless she married Sharue. K'Endarra could use the butt-plug boots in the harem where there were more than enough women to meet her every need. Only Jendri and V'Anekka were deprived of the complete delicious discipline of the butt-plug boots.
Jendri forbore to mention this as the women settled down to sleep. V'Anekka was in no hurry to admit Sharue to the imperial apartments, not even for the ecstasy of butt-plug boots. Unless and until Sharue could be trained to conduct herself properly, K'Endarra would continue to enjoy the young concubine within the confines of the harem, which was no inconvenience to the Queen of Asperia at all.

CHAPTER SIX
In the morning, the Queen made brief, but strenuous use of both her wives, then left them moaning on her bed, which was damp and warm from all their exertions.
“You must be gone by the time my valets arrive to dress me,” she cautioned them. Then she went into the bathing chamber and shut the door behind her.
The consorts helped each other to hobble to V'Anekka's quarters, where she collapsed on her bed. “I am dying,” she whimpered, clutching her enormously swollen clitoris. “She did not allow me adequate time to come without her touch."
“Let me help you,” Jendri urged.
“No, I hate it that I cannot reciprocate...” V'Anekka protested, but she was in too much discomfort to prevent Jendri's ministrations. Holding the younger woman in her arms, Jendri caressed V'Anekka to climax, and then comforted her as she wept miserably that their lord had left her to her own devices again.
“I love her so much! Do I not do everything she demands? Why will she not let me orgasm to her touch?” V'Anekka wailed.
Jendri was throbbing madly herself, but her sister-consort's misery distracted her. “She finds Sharue irresistible. We can't change that, so we must continue our efforts to be with K'Endarra when she enjoys Sharue. She is lost in that young woman and will not care who climaxes around her."
“I want her to love me,” sobbed V'Anekka. “Not just let me come because I cannot help it."
Jendri sighed. It was all made worse by the fact that they would be unlikely to see their wife for nearly 48 hours. Having satisfied her obligations to them early that morning, she had no reason to return to them until the following night. In between, she would visit the harem at least twice, spending many hours in the arms of her youngest, and apparently most desirable, lover. Chances were good that she would fuck Sharue all night, between naps, eventually returning to her own apartments almost too satiated to be aroused by her wives. Then they would have their hands full finding ways to get her to respond so that she could meet their needs by coming with them.
“When she comes to us again, we will arouse her by asking her to tell us of her pleasures with Sharue,” Jendri said. “You must not make any scene, no matter how unfair this all seems. I am sure K'Endarra would have no compunctions about divorcing either or both of us and condemning us to the mines if we are not respectful and submissive in every way."
“I would not put you in any danger,” V'Anekka promised. “Although I personally do not see much difference between the mines and my fate with my lord the Queen."
“Spoken like a young person who has never seen the mines, or their effects on the few who survive them. Come, my dear. Let's bathe and prepare for our day. Being busy always helps."
“Tell me truly, Jendri. Does she care how we feel?” V'Anekka asked.
Jendri sighed. “At the moment, I'm afraid not. But you see how it pleases her when we encourage her relationship with Sharue. Let us concentrate on doing that, and bide our time."
* * * *
However insensitive K'Endarra may have sometimes seemed to her wives, she was hardly unaware of their needs, especially when those needs were good for her. And so, to their surprise, she joined them for supper that same evening and bid them accompany her to the harem for the night.
“Remember, Sharue is to have the boots shined, or risk my wrath,” K'Endarra said, her arms linked with those of her consorts as they made their way through the palace halls.
Jendri decided that meant Sharue could be getting a whipping, and her own backside twitched. She received regular discipline from K'Endarra but even so, she envied anyone who received the lash from her wife. “Lucky Sharue,” Jendri sighed. “Even punishment at your hand is to be desired."
“Remind me later and I'll see that you get your share of my attention,” K'Endarra murmured in her senior wife's ear. At this, Jendri began to tremble all over and K'Endarra was obliged to help her walk the rest of the way to the harem.
“Now sit yourself down and enjoy the show,” K'Endarra said, depositing her aroused wife on a couch. “When it is time, you and V'Anekka will join me."
Jendri moaned and clutched a cushion in her lap. She was already dripping wet although nothing had happened to arouse her other than K'Endarra's words and presence. Beside her, V'Anekka was flushed and panting quietly as she devoured her wife with her eyes.
The two senior concubines escorted Sharue, bearing the boots, to K'Endarra in her armchair. The young concubine looked sulky and had to be prodded to her knees before the Queen. She deposited the boots on the footstool and looked up at K'Endarra impudently, licking her lips with her tongue. K'Endarra's wives saw their lord suppress a shudder.
The Queen examined her special boots critically. “And what have you shined these with, my dear? A chocolate bar? Mud?"
Sharue looked boldly at the Queen. “Fuck me, my lord, and you will forget the boots,” she said sweetly.
A collective gasp went up form all the others.
K'Endarra's dark eyes narrowed. “I see I have been remiss in your discipline. Although that may be my fault, it will not prevent you from receiving the punishment you deserve."
K'Endarra rose to her feet, hauled her concubine upright and propelled her across the room to the great bed, where the curtains and drapes had been drawn back in anticipation of the monarch's arrival. She dumped the young woman onto the mattress face-down and ripped her gown straight down from her shoulders to her feet, tossing it aside. When K'Endarra put out her hand, T'Eldorna approached with a whip and placed it in the ruler's open palm.
K'Endarra nodded to her and said, “Have the boots finished for me immediately. I wish to wear them when I am done here.” She took a few experimental swings, then lashed the young concubine's round ass. She shrieked and tried to jump up to run away.
But K'Endarra was faster and snagged her on the fly. She spun Sharue around and snarled, “You also need lessons in receiving punishment, I see. Numbers One and Two will hold you down and pray that I do not miss."
As this was transpiring, two more concubines were across the room, feverishly polishing the high-heeled boots Sharue had neglected. Their concentration was not broken by the fall of the lash, nor by the howls the lash elicited. Good concubines might be permitted to enjoy these heels in their backsides, might take K'Endarra's orgasms, might even come themselves.
“Oh, gods, oh, gods!” Jendri groaned, watching the display of her spouse's might and will. “Oh, to be under her heel when she gets done,” she whispered to V'Anekka.
V'Anekka shook her head, equally transfixed. “Not this time. But she will receive our kisses, which no one else may give her. And we will feel her come. You know she loves to come while kissing."
K'Endarra contented herself with a mere 24 lashes, raising welts but not breaking the skin. Sharue screeched and squirmed as each stroke fell, as concubines One and Two held her arms and legs down, leaning away from the flying leather. K'Endarra grinned at them, letting them know she would not really miss. There was no reason to discipline a compliant concubine.
Returning the whip to T'Eldorna, K'Endarra ordered, “Apply ointment to her sorry backside and place her under my left heel. Five and Six may also participate as they have corrected Sharue's deficiencies, and my wives will kiss me. I will favor you with my subsequent orgasms, my sweet,” K'Endarra said kindly, so that T'Eldorna would know she was still in the Queen's favor.
The left heel was the place of least favor and greatest humiliation. Jendri remembered it well as her usual position when she had been K'Endarra's sex slave. It was better than no contact at all, and Jendri longed for it whenever she saw another woman under her lord's boot. But she knew better than to complain. She squeezed her legs together on her starving clit and felt more liquid bubble out and down her legs.
Several other concubines prepared K'Endarra by removing all clothing except the boots, and lubricated the heels by applying the special gel with their tongues. K'Endarra reclined upon mounds of cushions and human flesh as she anticipated her impending ecstasies.
Unfortunately Sharue lacked the wisdom to accept her role. She grunted in discomfort as T'Eldorna backed her into the proper position for the Queen's pleasure. She stared in disbelief as another concubine settled under the Queen's hips. But T'Eldorna, who was monitoring the younger woman, frowned and shushed her lest she earn another whipping for her foolishness.
Now the Queen eased the butt-plug heels into the waiting women, eliciting a sigh of delight from the one receiving her right heel, while Sharue gritted her teeth against the invasion. Her anus stretched to accommodate K'Endarra's heel, and Sharue clutched at the bedclothes, moaning. Deeper into both backsides the buttplugs slid until they were lodged to the base. Sharue swore under her breath and T'Eldorna slapped her lightly to remind her of her place.
K'Endarra motioned to her wives to join her, and they went to the enormous bed, removing all but their filmy nightgowns as they positioned themselves to caress and kiss her.
K'Endarra gently pressed the face of the lucky Number Five down into her cleft, and as she sighed with pleasure, all the other women sighed with her. T'Eldorna patrolled the room to insure none of them overstimulated themselves, as their need intensified the Queen's pleasure and could not be lost to accidental release.
Jendri and V'Anekka bent to suckle K'Endarra's magnificent nipples, which stood out straight and hard as bullets. She pressed herself into their mouths, seeking more. At the foot of the bed, Sharue and Concubine Six shuddered with K'Endarra's bootheels embedded deeply inside them.
Six was clearly in a state of near ecstasy, clawing and biting the bedclothes. “Oh, lord Queen! I am on fire for you,” she young woman declared, squeezing the heel in her anus. “Oh, gods, yes!"
Across from her Sharue was still in a state of shock. She should have been eating the Queen, not Number Five! Sharue writhed, impaled and humiliated. There was nothing sensuous about this for her, she who was used to sleeping in privacy with the Queen after many orgasms of her own. “Noooooo!” she wailed. “K'Endaraaaaaaa!!"
K'Endarra laughed and twisted the heel, driving into her naughty concubine until the younger woman shrieked. “You're killing me!"
“Shut up and enjoy my pleasure, you slut,” K'Endarra advised, “For it is the only pleasure you will feel for quite some time.” Then she returned her attention to Jendri's lips. Her wife was vibrating in her arms, lost in passion. Behind K'Endarra, V'Anekka stroked and caressed her, waiting to kiss her wife again. K'Endarra had solved the delightful dilemma of being kissed by both wives by turning sideways slightly to concentrate fully on one until she came, then turning to attend to the other until she came again, and so on until she was spent. Whoever was waiting found other things to do that pleased the Queen, and it was during her waiting periods that V'Anekka generally enjoyed her own climaxes, unknown to her spouse.
V'Anekka thrust against K'Endarra, pleading, “Let me feel you come! Oh, gods!” she shrieked, and whenever K'Endarra came, Jendri knew her fellow-wife was coming uncontrollably as well. She envied her the pleasure but was not resentful because V'Anekka's needs were so great, almost as great as the Queen's, and thus the torture of waiting was more acute as well. V'Anekka could simply not endure the level of deprivation to which Jendri had become accustomed.
“Oh, K'Endarra, your pleasure is so great it drives me insane,” V'Anekka gasped, grinding against their wife. This made K'Endarra laugh, but not unkindly. In her own groin the fire burned and V'Anekka's begging only sharpened the intensity of her orgasms.
Jendri also suffered beautifully in K'Endarra's arms, perilously close to coming all the time but unable to complete the act due to the Jewel lodged in her womanhood. K'Endarra felt her tension and fed off it, exploding in enormous orgasms that shook the bed and camouflaged the spontaneous orgasms of her higher-born concubines. The others simply writhed in need as they serviced her, hoping she would have mercy on them before leaving. Otherwise they were doomed to wait until after her departure before they finally found release.
K'Endarra's body heaved through her first set of orgasms, and then, as she lay panting, the concubines all rotated, Five leaving the bed and T'Eldorna herself taking K'Endarra's right heel. It was only fair for the most senior to set a proper example. As K'Endarra turned her attentions to V'Anekka and as Six began to eat their liege, T'Eldorna abandoned herself entirely to the moment, both because she knew it pleased the Queen, and because she couldn't help it.
“Ah, pleeeeeease, K'Endarra!” T'Eldorna begged. “Have mercy! Let me feel your power. Oh, go in deeper!"
K'Endarra bore down into both tight asses, making her concubines scream, one in agony, the other in ecstasy. She used them to lift herself off the bed so that they bore her weight. “Take that, slaves!” she snarled.
T'Eldorna bit the bedclothes in a frenzy of desire. Six sucked the globular clitoris of the queen, throbbing madly. Pheromones permeated the room and even the concubines not in the bed squealed in frustration. V'Anekka was now kissing the Queen, sucking K'Endarra's tongue and clutching at her broad shoulders. “More, please, “V'Anekka whispered against the luscious lips. “I'm dying for you, my lord."
“Die slowly, then,” K'Endarra commanded. “Feel my orgasms, wife, but do not come or I will lose the fever of your need."
“Never, my lord,” V'Anekka gasped. She hated to lie to her wife but the truth would have destroyed their bond and caused V'Anekka to be banned from the harem. When they returned to their chambers, V'Anekka would still need orgasm. K'Endarra need never know to what heights of ecstasy she drove every woman around her. Liquids seeped down the legs of all the women in the room, K'Endarra's feeding her concubine while all the others groaned in heat.
The Queen approached her second set of climaxes and the world seemed to stop turning. Clinging to her, her wives gasped, one in ecstasy, but both in awe. Under K'Endarra's right heel, T'Eldorna lost control and came, collapsing face down on the bed. Even as she fell she begged forgiveness, yet she writhed in ecstasy under the heel of the punishing boot. Those who had yet to come knew it was worth any punishment K'Endarra could devise.
In K'Endarra's crotch, concubine Six also succumbed, grinding herself into the bedclothes as waves of pleasure overtook her. She wept with fear and happiness although she did not relinquish the sweetness of the Queen's womanhood. To do so while the Queen was still coming would have earned her a serious thrashing.
Around the room, a chorus of groans, wails and sighs accompanied the Queen's eruption. Finally, as K'Endarra lay still, receiving the kisses of her adoring wives, the wave of frenzy spent itself and the only remaining sound was the panting of women, satiated or still in heat and awaiting K'Endarra's mercy.
Sharue moaned in angry longing for release, stimulated despite her discomfort and humiliation. But K'Endarra ignored her, leaving the heel of her boot in the younger woman's ass. Instead, she kicked T'Endorna off the bed with a laugh and declared, “You came without my permission, and so you must pay the price!"
“Please forgive me, lord Queen,” T'Endorna begged from her knees on the floor. “I had forgotten the thrill of being under your heel. I accept my punishment."
“Forgiven and forgotten. Only do me a favor,” K'Endarra said, a twinkle in her eye. “Get some spreaders and put them on this slut of mine. Bind her hands as well, then place her where she can watch the rewards earned by her comrades."
“Immediately, Majesty,” T'Eldorna agreed. She leaped up to obey while the Queen held Sharue firmly in place with her boot-heel. She rocked it, sending shudders through the impaled concubine.
“Mercy, my lord,” Sharue whimpered.
“You will receive mercy when you deserve mercy,” K'Endarra scowled. “Now, those of you who have not come yet, line up at the foot of the bed, facing me. Leave me room to sit."
One, Two, Four and Eight arranged themselves, trembling, not daring to look at their liege. Those who did not come forward thus confessed they had come without permission. K'Endarra nodded. “The rest of you, please note your transgressions. You will not be allowed to play next time, to even things out."
The remaining concubines heaved a sigh of relief and bowed in unison. It was a very light punishment, meaning only that they would change the bed, polish boots and perform other chores while their colleagues enjoyed the Queen's pleasures and her favor. They would soon return to her arms as her visits were quite frequent.
In the meantime, T'Eldorna had bound Sharue and placed her as ordered. Seeing that all was in readiness, K'Endarra slid down to the foot of her bed and extended her boots to the kneeling concubines. This was their invitation to kiss her feet while caressing themselves to orgasm, and of course, the throes of the first worked both on the ones who waited and upon the Queen herself. She worked her way down the line, leaving a trail of grateful, sobbing, writhing concubines in her wake, and her own arousal grew.
As she had anticipated, she was throbbing with need when the last lucky concubine came on the floor. The Queen snapped her fingers and T'Eldorna pushed the waiting Sharue forward to foot of the bed. There she was made to pleasure the Queen, on her knees, bound and spread while both women held her head down roughly. Sharue, who felt she was born for nothing else, pleasured the Queen raptly, even lovingly despite her humiliation, until the Queen came with a roar of triumph. K'Endarra laughed as she enjoyed another set of orgasms to the velvet tongue of her bound concubine, enjoying the agonized moaning of her wives behind her, as they squirmed in need. Without even looking she knew Jendri was gripping her Jewel under her gown while V'Anekka lay doubled up, gnashing her teeth in frustration and envy, moaning and crying out with her as she came on the face of the disobedient young woman.
All around the room, the other women sighed with longing and happiness. Most of them were spent, the Queen was satisfied and even those being punished had at least found release. Except Sharue.
Recovering her breath, K'Endarra gave further instructions, “T'Eldorna, take Sharue to your room, leave her bound, and let her stay on the floor until morning. See to any real needs she may have. The rest of you may sleep with me."
All the concubines cheered and ran to get ready for bed, leaving it free to be changed. V'Anekka approached K'Endarra and whispered, “My lord, I beg your permission to sleep on a couch. I am afraid my desire would disturb your sleep."
K'Endarra kissed her deeply, savoring the burning need of her second wife. “Of course,” she agreed. “I know it may be difficult to sleep in a bed full of satisfied women if you are still in want. Jendri, you may join her if you wish."
“You are most gracious, my lord,” Jendri said with relief. “I will be nearby should you want anything.” She removed K'Endarra's boots, kissing them respectfully. K'Endarra kissed her goodnight and soon concubines and Queen were tucked up in bed. Jendri closed the drapes and joined V'Anekka on a wide couch across the room.
“Did you come, darling?” Jendri whispered to her dearest friend.
“Oh, forgive me, Jendri, but I could not help it—"
Jendri stopped V'Anekka with a gentle finger to her lips. “Be still. I wish you joy of it, as I have the joy of waiting for her touch.” Together they drew up the light coverlet and went to sleep in each other's arms, content.

CHAPTER SEVEN
“Listen!"
Pale dawn sunlight crept around the heavy drapes over the full-length windows of the harem.
V'Anekka and Jendri smiled at each other. They had been awakened by the sound of their wife being serviced by her women.
“God, I love to see another woman's head between her legs,” Jendri sighed, stretching. “Especially yours."
“Stop it,” V'Anekka giggled. “I am already wet."
“That's good,” Jendri said seriously. “Because when we go downstairs, she will be expecting you to plead for release."
“Since when is that ever a problem?” V'Anekka deadpanned.
“I just hope she lets me watch,” Jendri sighed.
Just then, K'Endarra moaned in orgasm and the two wives clutched at themselves and each other. “Gods, she comes so beautifully!” Jendri exclaimed. “I can't resist her!"
They could hear the concubines in the bed with K'Endarra whimpering and sighing in response to the Queen's pleasure, and then the drapes were opened. “Bring Sharue to me,” K'Endarra commanded, “and dress me to go downstairs."
T'Eldorna soon appeared with Sharue hobbling along in her restraints. The senior concubine pushed her down on her face before the Queen, now wearing regular clothing and boots.
K'Endarra put one foot on Sharue's neck and pressed her face into the carpet. “You have earned my wrath and will get no release until those boots are properly shined. Until then, the other concubines may make use of you as they please. I hope they use their imaginations and enjoy themselves at your expense.” Sharue grimaced but had the little sense it took to say nothing.
Satisfied for the moment, K'Endarra bid her harem goodbye and led her wives back down to the Imperial apartments. Once there, V'Anekka, who had been trembling and panting on the Queen's arm all the way down, slid to the floor and grasped her wife by the ankles. “Mercy, my lord, I cannot walk another step."
K'Endarra looked down at her. “Shall I carry you somewhere, then?"
“Please, K'Endarra, give me release—here, your bed, anywhere, I do not care, I am in such agony for wanting you,” V'Anekka sobbed. Unselfconsciously, the second consort licked K'Endarra's boots to demonstrate her passion.
“You have been very obedient and have pleased me a great deal. I will take you to my bed,” K'Endarra decided, bending down. “Come my love, lean on me and rise so I can lift you."
V'Anekka struggled up until K'Endarra could sweep the taller woman into her arms. Looking over at Jendri, K'Endarra asked, “How long since your last climax, my dear?"
“Six days, my lord,” Jendri told her.
“A pity. But you are welcome to come along and enhance our lovemaking, unless you would find it too arduous?” the Queen teased.
“Not at all, my lord. I will do my best to please both of you,” Jendri promised.
“Good! I have just the thing I've been meaning to try,” K'Endarra said with a huge grin. With that she marched through the suite with the groaning V'Anekka in her arms, depositing her on the massive Imperial bed. “Dismiss the servants, love,” she directed Jendri. “In fact, send for my secretary and cancel or postpone today's appointments. I am not in the mood. Come back naked."
“As you command, my darling,” Jendri nodded, and went to do her wife's bidding.
When Jendri returned to the Imperial bed, K'Endarra and V'Anekka were locked in a passionate embrace. V'Anekka was clawing at K'Endarra's back and beseeching her for a climax. Jendri smiled and lay down across the foot of the bed to enjoy their coupling and await further instructions.
When K'Endarra felt Jendri on the bed, she rolled away from V'Anekka, causing a howl of anguish, which made the Queen smile. “Only a little longer, my darling. Once I have Jendri in place, we will both enjoy it more.” Turning to the First Consort, the Queen asked, “We have spreaders here, don't we?"
“Of course, darling, in the wardrobe. I'll get them,” Jendri offered and rose to locate the equipment.
“You might want to freshen up,” K'Endarra advised her. “You may be ... a little tied up for a while."
Jendri laughed and hurried into the bathroom.
While she was gone, K'Endarra flipped down a set of shackles from the carved headboard and reached into a bedside drawer. “You will enjoy this, I am sure, my love. Look,” she said when Jendri came back, holding up a heavy gold-studded leather collar from which hung a chain of thick gold links.
“Oh, how pretty,” Jendri said, giving K'Endarra the spreaders.
“And all for you, darling,” K'Endarra said. She pushed Jendri onto her back and mounted her, kissing her as passionately as she had V'Anekka moments before. Jendri groaned and clung to her wife, writhing with a heat that never died. As they kissed, K'Endarra collared her wife and whispered, “Remember, all the restraints are elastic. You can remove them anytime you wish, and lie at the foot of the bed until I am through. I would not have you afraid of me."
“I am not afraid, my lord,” Jendri assured her. “Only in everlasting awe."
“Good. I love the way you submit to me,” K'Endarra said. “Now look.” She attached the spreader to Jendri's thighs, just above her knees, and then hooked the collar chain to it. Next she raised Jendri's hands over her head and shackled her wrists, so that the first consort was on her back with her knees drawn up and apart, hands bound above her.
K'Endarra then lay beside her wife and kissed her tenderly, stroking the heavy Paxverdian Jewel that guarded Jendri's chastity.
“Oh, K'Endarra,” Jendri moaned. “Yes, use me. Make me feel your power over me.” Even her voice shook with desire, and she wet the bed in her arousal.
K'Endarra continued to kiss her wife and entered her vagina with one, two and finally three fingers. She pumped steadily in and out, torturing her consort gently. “Can you imagine what V'Anekka is doing now?” she asked Jendri as she toyed with her.
“Rubbing herself against you? Kissing your feet?” Jendri guessed, panting.
“Her tongue is in my ass. She is beside herself with need,” K'Endarra grinned. “But she will have to wait a little longer.” With that, K'Endarra rose to her knees, straddled Jendri's head and lowered herself into her consort's hungry mouth, “Just a little taste, my love, before I must attend to V'Anekka."
Jendri sucked the enormous clit eagerly, knowing it would be taken from her any moment. “Come on my face, my lord,” she moaned through the mouthful of succulent flesh.
“Not this time, darling,” K'Endarra told her, rocking gently. “Enjoy it while you can. I must orgasm with her at least once, really, several times, as she has been waiting so patiently."
“Mmmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmm!” Jendri replied, licking the throbbing organ. Her legs jerked in the spreader, and she could feel her own clit moving under the Jewel.
“My lord,” V'Anekka groaned as she stroked K'Endarra's thighs with her nipples. “Please come with me, please let me come with you! I am tied in knots. I have been hard and hot for you all night. I am so wet, I am steaming!"
“Very well,” K'Endarra agreed. She pulled back from Jendri. “Suck on this instead, love,” she said, putting a small rubber ball gag into Jendri's mouth. “It's not attached. Just spit it out if you feel the need. Oh, and here are a couple of other things to keep you occupied,” she said. From the bedside drawer K'Endarra pulled a fat buttplug. Rather unceremoniously, she thrust it into Jendri's pussy to lubricate it, making her shriek through the gag. In another swift movement, she had it buried in Jendri's anus, making her ass jump off the bed. Then, before her captive had a chance to adjust to that, the Queen quickly inserted a thick Osterlander dildo, knots, imperfections and all, into Jendri's boiling canal. She tapped it a few times until her first wife screamed through the gag, and then she turned her attention to V'Anekka.
As Jendri writhed and humped air, K'Endarra covered her second wife at last, sliding her knee up into the other woman's cunt. V'Anekka screamed with pleasure and clamped her thighs around K'Endarra's leg, gyrating wildly. She thrust ferociously at the monarch, grunting with effort and fear that K'Endarra would stop. For once K'Endarra did not tease, and V'Anekka's orgasm lifted them both clear of the mattress for an instant, and then the monarch herself climaxed forcefully. The two Asperians bucked hard through several joint orgasms, giving Jendri a ride similar to a roller coaster as their ecstasy made the window glass vibrate in its frames. Their pheromones acted on Jendri like an aphrodisiac, teasing her mercilessly and continuously until they collapsed, spent and laughing. Jendri's body twitched frantically and she howled against the gag, yet she made no attempt to free herself, wanting to please her lord, and she succeeded.
K'Endarra leaned over and stroked Jendri's Jewel, removed the gag and kissed her tenderly, letting her wife suck her tongue. “Good, Jendri. Get me ready again,” she ordered softly. Lying next to Jendri, K'Endarra twisted the dildo and smothered her with sensuous kisses until Jendri was yelping uncontrollably with each touch. K'Endarra then strapped on a dildo belt and pulled the Osterlander free of the Queen Consort with a pop. She placed it in the harness, knelt over Jendri and slid in again.
Jendri's eyes went wide and she twisted frantically, shaking her head to signal K'Endarra that she might lose control. “Suppress your orgasm if you must, my dear,” K'Endarra cautioned. But she moved so slowly that Jendri, wearing the heavy Jewel over her clit, could not possibly have climaxed, even though it felt inevitable for several very long minutes. K'Endarra's teasing movements made her quiver all over. She arched up against the Queen enjoying every second, every millimeter of contact. She could not come, but there was no restriction against enjoying the imminence of those spasms which were regularly denied her. Jendri begged through the gag, and although her words were virtually incomprehensible, K'Endarra understood.
“No, darling,” she said with each long, slow thrust. “No. No. No.” She loved torturing her wife, and she did it with a smile that Jendri found utterly enchanting.
Smoothly, K'Endarra withdrew from one wife and entered the other. Jendri shook with frustration but turned toward the other women as much as she could, the better to appreciate their coupling.
“Oh, gods, yes!” V'Anekka exclaimed as the thick dildo plunged into her. She knew it carried Jendri's vaginal juices and the thought drove her wild. K'Endarra began to plow her expertly while holding her motionless on the bed. She was by now entirely focused on V'Anekka and vice-versa. The harness included a soft, thick rubber suction cup that gripped the monarch's swollen clitoris, making orgasm inevitable and deeply intense. Jendri was another sex toy, something to increase their arousal, and she was handy if K'Endarra wished to make further use of her.
As the Queen Consort lay moaning and bound beside her wife, sometimes the Queen's hand found its way to the Paxverdian Jewel, which she would stroke absently while pleasuring herself and V'Anekka. The intense groans the Queen elicited from her first wife made her feel strong and desirable, invincible, as she rode her second wife toward climax.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” V'Anekka chanted, wild with need again. Even though she had come secretly in the harem and again in the Queen's bed, her arousal seemed never to subside, especially with Jendri trembling helplessly beside them.
K'Endarra responded with long, hard strokes of the dildo, pulling almost all the way out and holding still until V'Anekka begged before going in deep again. K'Endarra had come twice this morning; she could delay, but she knew V'Anekka could not, and she used that need to sharpen her own arousal. Moving only marginally faster, K'Endarra carried them to a deep, shuddering mutual climax.
Finally both Asperians were spent, and K'Endarra pulled free. She released Jendri from the restraints but held her consort's legs open with her own, pressing the Jewel into her mound with the heel of her hand. Jendri pressed back, reaching for K'Endarra, who kissed her gently and soothingly while V'Anekka lay still in a haze of satiation.
“My beautiful Jendri. My beloved, darling first wife,” K'Endarra whispered, kissing her again and again. Slowly she withdrew her hand from the Jewel and gently closed her wife's legs over it. “My treasure,” she sighed. “Tomorrow, I will lie with you in your bed. Now, be a sweetheart and clear away all this gear. Then you may sleep on the floor or the couch. I realize your arousal may keep you awake for some time, but V'Anekka and I wish to sleep now."
“Yes, my lord,” Jendri said, overwhelmed with love for her demanding wife. “I will lie on the floor beside you, so I can be closer."
“When you are calm, you may sleep at our feet if you wish,” K'Endarra offered graciously. “V'Anekka, move down, darling. I wish to sleep in your mouth. You can wake me with your delightful tongue.” With that, the Queen spread her legs to accommodate her second spouse.
Jendri rose from the bed, collected all the toys and restraints and took them to the bathroom to clean them. Then she picked up the other women's clothing from the floor and disposed of it, finally taking K'Endarra's boots to her closet to polish them. She could have left it all for the valets, but she enjoyed performing menial services for K'Endarra, caressing her leather to a high gleam while the Queen slept with her other wife. It made Jendri feel like more of a slave to the magnificent monarch, which was all she ever wanted.

CHAPTER EIGHT
“Darling, you should make more use of her,” K'Endarra chided.
“But ... she is my friend, my sister-wife,” V'Anekka objected gently, settling herself in K'Endarra's arms once again.
“But she loves it. She wants it,” K'Endarra countered. “And it would be far more practical while I am training Sharue."
Jendri had been exhausted after caring for the Queen's personal items and was so deeply asleep that she scarcely awoke when K'Endarra came in her second wife's eager mouth. Then she overheard them talking softly from the floor beside the bed and did not stir. She wanted to learn more.
“Ah, Sharue. But we love to be with you when—"
K'Endarra interrupted. “Some of her training is best done in private. On other occasions, it takes too long for me to be able to return here with you. Jendri was promised to you for your pleasure when the two of you chose private slavery. It would please me immensely to know you are taking advantage of her gifts."
“Will you marry Sharue?” V'Anekka wanted to know. “Because if you did, we would see a great deal more of you."
“Her training is incredibly tedious. I do hope to take her as my third wife one day, but I can't even begin to foresee a date at this rate. It would be easier to train a tortoise as a racehorse."
“Perhaps she needs additional training,” V'Anekka suggested.
“Are you saying my training is ineffective?” K'Endarra scowled.
“My lord, no. I am suggesting she needs more of it from anyone qualified to give it. She must wear you out, and sex should be fun."
K'Endarra relaxed. “What do you have in mind?"
“Would you say she is guilty of any crime, perhaps insubordination, disobedience or something?"
K'Endarra snorted. “Many times over."
“Then sentence her to slavery. By the time she serves as your sex slave for a few weeks, as Jendri did, Sharue will be completely broken and compliant. Ask Jendri how well that worked on her."
“Gods! You have a brilliant mind! But still, I do want you to take Jendri as I am using Sharue, and I think I can get you to do it all on your own,” K'Endarra teased.
“And how will you do that, my lord?"
K'Endarra kissed her wife and shook her head. “Wait and see."
* * * *
Now, Jendri had no qualms about the gentle V'Anekka making use of her. She didn't even want to come with anyone but K'Endarra, so it posed the Queen Consort no problem at all. It had always been V'Anekka who was reluctant because she could not reciprocate. Jendri realized the other women didn't know they had been overheard, so she bided her time to see what would develop.
Two things happened in rapid succession. T'Eldorna, having been alerted by K'Endarra about their plan, charged Sharue with insubordination, in fact, four counts of it. Royal Household disciplinary matters were dealt with once a month, so K'Endarra had time to devise a punishment. She consulted her wives.
Jendri spoke up almost immediately. “I have it. It's diabolical. I'm almost ashamed."
“Tell us, wife,” K'Endarra commanded playfully.
“Let's use Fracta,” Jendri grinned.
“Who, pray tell, is Fracta?” V'Anekka wanted to know.
“Fracta is one of my sex slaves. You have seen her. She wears an iron chastity belt,” K'Endarra explained. “She hasn't come in over two years."
“What? Why?” exclaimed V'Anekka.
Jendri answered, “She is under punishment for the way she treated me when I was a prisoner and then a slave. Perhaps now we will let Fracta earn her freedom. After all, she never had a clue I would become Queen Consort. No one did."
K'Endarra snorted.
Jendri ignored her. “But here is my idea. Sentence Sharue to a week of slavery for each of the four counts of insubordination to T'Eldorna. Then, apprentice her to Fracta. Fracta has that month to break her down. You, darling, of course, will also be involved in her discipline. Then if Fracta succeeds, the belt comes off, Sharue pleasures her for a night, and Fracta returns to the army. I will even give her a position in the Lancers. If Fracta fails, the belt stays on, and really, the cycle can be repeated until Sharue actually does break. But I wouldn't tell Fracta that."
K'Endarra steepled her fingers, deep in thought. Finally she said, “I like it. Jendri, send for my sex slaves. I will use them in the private throne room and give Fracta her mission so she can plan. I want no marks on Sharue. And it's Fracta's job to make sure Sharue does not relieve her own needs. Let's have a belt made for her, too."
“Very good, my lord,” Jendri said, and she called the page to summon the sex slaves.
“Would you like to join me?” K'Endarra invited her wives. “I will only begin with them, and finish with you."
“Oh, my, yes!” V'Anekka answered for both of them, and they all left the dinner table to meet the sex slaves in the adjoining throne room.
K'Endarra and her wives mounted the dais to the dual throne shared by the Queen and Queen Consort. V'Anekka had an ornate Consort's Chair to the right of them on the top step, where she enjoyed precedence over everyone in the land save the two Queens. When they were all seated, K'Endarra nodded to the Chamberlain and the three slaves were brought in. Fracta, in her iron belt, brought up the rear, as usual. She looked haggard.
All three prostrated themselves before K'Endarra on the floor before the steps, and the Chamberlain withdrew.
“Lepta, Chenta, put Fracta in the rack,” K'Endarra said quietly.
Fracta let out a deep groan of despair, but offered no resistance as she was led to the rack and restrained in it, legs splayed and arms over her head. Her iron girdle clanked dolefully.
K'Endarra waited and then told Jendri, “Attend me.” They rose and descended the steps while V'Anekka looked on. Chenta handed K'Endarra a short, coiled whip and backed away respectfully, kneeling next to Lepta in a corner well out of the Queen's reach.
K'Endarra walked around the rack, examining her captive, swishing the whip idly. “It's been a long two years for you, hasn't it?"
Fracta moaned, licked her lips and mumbled, “Yes, Lord Queen."
“Don't mumble,” K'Endarra instructed. The whip cracked and in a matter of seconds, Fracta's back was neatly, but lightly, cross-hatched with half a dozen welts. Fracta shrieked and rattled her restraints, then hung limply. K'Endarra reversed the whip and worked the handle up through the waste hole in the bottom of the chastity belt and into Fracta's vagina. The slave wailed and spasmed wildly around the stiffness of the improvised dildo.
“I know how you desire my touch, so there you are,” K'Endarra smiled. Jendri shuddered, but was relieved to see that K'Endarra had learned the lesson that the suggestion of pain, and, of course, the control of a person's body were far more effective means of punishment than a bloody beating.
K'Endarra returned to her throne, Jendri trailing. Fracta's body jerked uncontrollably in her bonds. Everyone else avoided looking at her.
Seating herself, K'Endarra snapped her fingers and the two remaining slaves ran up the steps and prostrated themselves. K'Endarra's boots rested on a stool so that the slaves could easily lick the soles. As they did so, they both began to moan with desire and soon K'Endarra ordered them to stop and kiss each other, to caress and suck one another's breasts to work themselves into a high state of arousal.
K'Endarra then produced a coin, one with her own likeness on it and said, “Chenta, call it in the air."
She flipped the coin and Chenta sang out, “Heads, Your Majesty."
K'Endarra let the coin fall. “Tails. Lepta, my sex. Chenta, my boot. Jendri, my lips, of course.” She opened her specially-tailored pants, sat on the throne and spread her legs wide. One leg went over Jendri's, one boot descended to the floor. Chenta lay flat on her face to kiss it and Lepta dove gratefully into K'Endarra's cleft. Not only would she eat the Queen to orgasm, but she would be allowed another treat right after.
K'Endarra sighed with pleasure and leaned back to let the three women serve her. She kept an eye on V'Anekka, who was flushed and squirming in her seat. The Queen held Jendri against her left side in a passionate embrace, kissing deeply. Jendri also caressed the Queen's muscular leg, which she held in her lap. Under that leg, the Queen Consort was again on fire. This was the seventh day and K'Endarra had promised to make love with her that night, but she still had to get through this encounter. At the same time, as Jendri had told V'Anekka, she was always thrilled to see another woman's head in her wife's crotch. There was something irresistible about being held by K'Endarra while she enjoyed another woman. Arrows of need shot through Jendri's body as she sucked K'Endarra's demanding tongue, and the longer it went on, the more Jendri craved it.
In the rack, Fracta writhed and arched toward Queen K'Endarra. Her nipples were swollen, and from the chastity belt her fluids dripped down the whip to the pink marble floor. The other slaves, completely naked as sex slaves always were, also dripped and did their duty in puddles of their own fluids. By now, every woman in the room was moaning for one reason or another. As to the kissing, slaves were non-people and what they saw didn't count. Thus the Queen could enjoy her wives’ kisses and her slaves’ services all at once without breaking any taboos. Idly, she wondered how to involve V'Anekka in the kissing as well, but her mind didn't dwell there long due to the expertise of Lepta's tongue in her crotch.
K'Endarra groaned deeply and pressed Lepta's head down. Jendri clung to her lord, savoring her lips and tongue, pressing for even more contact despite the deep ache it caused her. V'Anekka's knuckles were white on the arms of her chair. Chenta tightened her grip on the boot she was kissing. She knew well what to expect.
K'Endarra let herself explode onto Lepta's face. A river of royal lubricants ran down the slave's throat. K'Endarra humped hard and mercilessly until the wave of orgasm had passed, let Lepta clean her, and then pushed her back. She had promised to save some for her wives, and she had work to do as well.
“Caress yourself, Lepta. Show us how you adore your lord."
With a joyful cry, Lepta pitched forward and kissed K'Endarra's boots while rubbing herself with one hand and twisting her own nipples with the other. In a moment, the sex slave's climax overwhelmed her and she collapsed, her whole body twitching with the ecstasy she had earned. Chenta looked on enviously. She knew the rules. Whoever received the Queen's orgasms climaxed at her feet. The others had to wait until they left the royal presence and were at liberty to relieve their own needs.
But K'Endarra surprised her. “Chenta, you do the same. Show your adoration as well."
Wide-eyed, Chenta quickly obeyed the Queen, sobbing with gratitude as she poured herself out at the Queen's booted feet. Both slaves lay panting on the floor awaiting the usual instructions. Fracta groaned continuously in agony, as she was meant to. It was what K'Endarra used her for.
“Lick up your messes and get Fracta down,” K'Endarra said.
They were only too happy to obey. Fracta also licked up the pool of fluids she had produced, and soon all three were kneeling beside the rack.
“Except for Fracta, you are dismissed,” K'Endarra commanded.
As the doors closed, K'Endarra nodded to Jendri, who knelt to close the Queens’ trousers.
“Come here, Fracta,” K'Endarra ordered.
The slave crawled to the bottom of the steps and lay there on her face. “Up on your knees so I can see you,” K'Endarra snapped.
Fracta obeyed warily.
“Your lord the Queen Consort has a proposal. Your Majesty?” she prompted.
Jendri explained the plan to the surly slave who forgot protocol and stared in open-mouthed amazement at her surprise benefactor.
“Can you do it, Fracta?” Jendri asked her. “We want a totally compliant concubine, one who is eager to please the Queen with no thought of herself. She must display genuine desire and willing obedience, as well as absolute submission. Otherwise you will remain in that belt. Your success, however, will make you a Paxverdi Lancer. You'll start over as a private, but you are young and strong. That should not pose a problem."
“A Lancer, Majesty?” An experienced soldier, Fracta knew this was an elite unit, a mounted unit. Even a private would have enormous prestige, and she could live in the mountains and have a new life. She nodded, more sure of herself than she had been since she was sentenced. “I can make her eat, sleep and think of nothing but service to my lord the Queen. She will not remember a time when there was anything else in her life."
Jendri smiled. They did not tell her yet that she would receive the services of the concubine in a private suite for 24 hours. That might have proven too distracting.
“Good. The hearing is next week, and a belt is being made for her. Devise a plan of action while you are waiting, and when next we summon you, bring the belt and keys."
Fracta nodded. “As you command, my lord."
K'Endarra warned, “Fail and you will beg for death. Dismissed."
Fracta fell on her face again, rose and departed before anyone could change their minds.
K'Endarra waited until the door closed, then clapped her hands in sheer delight. “I can hardly wait! Let's go to bed!"
And thus the second of K'Endarra's plans regarding her women unfolded.
Jendri, as was her habit and her choice, undressed both of the other women, turned down the bed and tidied the room as they began to make love.
She slid in at the foot and awaited K'Endarra's commands.
V'Anekka, having watched the torment of the slaves and the initial satisfaction of her spouse, was wracked with need. She grunted fiercely in K'Endarra's arms, and K'Endarra obliged her temporarily, allowing V'Anekka to think her orgasm was imminent, but then she drew back from their deep kiss and slid her hand from between the Second Consort's legs.
“I must deal with Jendri before we go further. This will not take long."
V'Anekka lay clutching at herself, willing herself not to complete her orgasm, as she watched what K'Endarra did to Jendri.
As she had the last time, K'Endarra collared her first wife while whispering endearments, kissing her and playing with the Jewel. But this time, the gold chain was adjusted so that it ran from the collar to a loop around the spreader bar, and was finally clipped to the setting of the Jewel. As before, Jendri's hands were over her head, shackled to the headboard.
V'Anekka next inserted the buttplug and dildo, but left the gag out. “Talk to us, Jendri, while I fuck my other wife. Tell us how you feel.” Then K'Endarra pumped the dildo in and out roughly to force Jendri close to orgasm before abandoning her to the vicarious thrill of the Queen's pleasures. Jendri rocked, enjoying the deep, twisting thrusts of the dildo and looking up at her lord with utter devotion.
K'Endarra responded with affection, kissing Jendri sensuously as she lay in her bonds, suckling and pinching her nipples to soreness. Then she turned to V'Anekka, whose eyes were glazed with desire.
“Finish me, wife,” K'Endarra commanded, lying back and raising her legs high to permit V'Anekka to enter her.
Without a word about her own needs, V'Anekka plunged into K'Endarra's cleft and clutched at her ass, driving her tongue up and in as far as she could reach. K'Endarra's legs came down, imprisoning her consort. She reached over between Jendri's legs and wrapped her fingers around the Jewel. It seemed to throb with its own power, lifting her to a new level of arousal. She held her wife's life in her hand, and could dispose of it as she pleased.
Jendri began to talk as instructed, arching herself into K'Endarra's grip. “Oh, I am so close, my lord! But I want to feel your bliss, not mine, so you are right to leave me in want. The heat! It is always the incredible heat that drives me wild. It is like a red-hot coal always burning in my cunt. I long for you to touch it, yet I would not displease you. The chain is pulling at my womanhood and it is incredibly exciting. I can't move without feeling as though my clit is being held in a clamp. I love it! My torment is my gift to you.” Panting, Jendri paused to collect her thoughts, then rushed on. “I am unworthy of pleasure, my lord. As your slave I have no rights, and even feeling you come is a great privilege. I would rather give up my crown than be cut off from your presence when you enjoy orgasms."
“Very good,” K'Endarra gasped, ready to burst. “Now be quiet and watch the lord of your universe as her pleasure is shared with her second wife."
K'Endarra rewarded her devoted lovers by coming copiously, feeding her second wife more sweetness than she could handle, until the juices coated V'Anekka's face and ran down over her breasts. K'Endarra roared with laughter and delight, pulling V'Anekka up into her arms. They kissed and V'Anekka caressed the Queen's womanhood so that K'Endarra came until she was empty of all response, but K'Endarra was careful to avoid touching V'Anekka, to make sure she did not climax automatically.
Beside them, Jendri also cried out with passion. Her adored lover's orgasms made her own clit spasm sharply, even though she could not come. The feeling of helpless need was thrilling and addictive. She wanted more.
Suddenly K'Endarra sat up and grabbed V'Anekka by both arms. “Do you want to come, woman? Do you?"
“Yes, please, my lord Queen!” V'Anekka begged. “I am dying for release!"
“Good! Sit yourself on Jendri's face and come!” K'Endarra ordered, pushing her wife toward the First Consort.
Beside herself, and knowing K'Endarra would not touch her, she had no choice but to obey or suffer excruciating torture. V'Anekka threw one leg over Jendri's head and mounted her. “Forgive me,” she gasped, “but I must come!"
“Oh, V'Anekka, your pleasure is mine,” Jendri replied happily through a mouthful of her lover's sex. She could not embrace V'Anekka because she was bound, but she pushed up hard to feel the other woman's ass against her breasts, and as she licked and nibbled the engorged clit in her mouth, she writhed madly to excite V'Anekka more.
It took barely a minute in V'Anekka's state of arousal. “Ah! Ah! My lord!” V'Anekka shrieked, addressing K'Endarra even though the Queen was not touching her. However, K'Endarra realized that in V'Anekka's condition, she might lose her balance, so she knelt behind her second wife and held her down on Jendri's face so that she came until she was exhausted. Then, gently, she lifted V'Anekka clear and laid her beside Jendri.
“In the future, start earlier and enjoy it more,” K'Endarra suggested gently.
“Mmmmmm,” V'Anekka sighed. “You may be right."
“And you, Jendri? What are your feelings?” K'Endarra wanted to know.
“I am slave to both of you in private,” Jendri smiled. “I am pleased to take your come at any time, V'Anekka. Just use me. You needn't waste time asking."
“Very good.” K'Endarra lay down between her wives and took Jendri, still shackled, into her arms. “I want pleasure for V'Anekka during those times I may not be available to provide it. After Sharue is sentenced, especially, I will be more focused on her. I will have to use her a great deal to train her, so V'Anekka will, of course, upon watching me, need to make use of you. Satisfy her as if she were me,” K'Endarra ordered, stroking Jendri's Jewel.
Jendri tensed and writhed. “Ohhhhhhhh, my lord. Yes, as you wish. Anything for my liege the Queen."
K'Endarra continued stroking. She toyed with the dildo, sliding it slowly in and out of Jendri's gushing canal, much more gentle than she had been earlier. Jendri moaned and K'Endarra kissed her tenderly. “Remember, you are in my bed. You will not come."
“I would never come without your permission, my love,” Jendri said, pressing herself up into K'Endarra's hand. “I only wish to show you my love and desire."
K'Endarra smiled and removed the dildo. She slid three strong fingers inside Jendri and let her thumb rest on the Jewel. They kissed slowly for several long moments without stopping. The K'Endarra broke the contact. “Be still, love, and think about tonight, when I will lie with you alone. Leave the buttplug in until I come to your bed."
Jendri obeyed, taking deep breaths until her shuddering was under control. K'Endarra then released her from her restraints, and all the women left K'Endarra's bed to be about their business until after supper.

CHAPTER NINE
Jendri was trembling all over. It was almost time for K'Endarra to come to her chambers. Jendri could not wait to please her wife again. She pitied V'Anekka but knew the Queen's younger wife might very well lie outside the door, stroking herself and relieving her own needs. K'Endarra usually left the inner doors open so the wives could hear each other with their lord. She felt it helped keep them aroused and focused on her.
Suddenly K'Endarra knocked and entered all at once, so that Jendri barely had time to kneel and kiss her boots. K'Endarra was not in the mood for protocol, though.
“Up and into bed, wife,” she ordered, giving Jendri's butt a light smack. “It has been hours! Is your buttplug in?"
Jendri feigned horror at the idea of removing it against her wife's orders. “My liege, I would never willingly disobey you!!"
“Excellent! Leave it in. I have been unable to put your earlier torture out of my mind, darling. I am already on fire for you."
“And I for you, my lord,” Jendri said dreamily. She lay down for K'Endarra to dispose of her as she wished, and the Queen put her on her back, legs spread, freeing her to move to mold herself to the Queen's muscular body. Jendri felt the leather pants, the high boots, the sharpness of the spurs, and she began to vibrate with anticipation. She caressed the tight smoothness of K'Endarra's backside, pulling her down tightly into her crotch.
“Please me,” K'Endarra growled, and their lips met.
“With your permission, I shall do nothing but that all night,” Jendri murmured into their kiss.
“It is your seventh day,” K'Endarra reminded her submissive wife.
“And I am but your slave,” Jendri responded. “I live to satisfy you."
“And your needs?” K'Endarra asked, biting her Consort's throat.
“I have no need but your pleasure. Fill me with your come and I will be more content that you can possibly know,” Jendri whispered.
“Show me,” K'Endarra demanded.
“How does my lord want to climax first?” Jendri inquired.
K'Endarra pressed Jendri's body deeply into the mattress. “I wish to keep you under me like this for a while. Do your duty, and do it slowly."
Both women shifted so that Jendri could get her hand up into K'Endarra's crotch. This released a flood of lubricants that bathed Jendri's own womanhood, and she moaned with desire. “My dear lord!"
K'Endarra nipped her throat again. “Be quiet."
Jendri obeyed, arching up, and pulling K'Endarra down at the same time. They rocked together with Jendri barely moving her hand. Whenever K'Endarra wanted more, she applied her spurs so that they didn't have to stop kissing.
Gradually the Queen's rate of breathing increased. “I am coming, Jendri,” she murmured. “Can you feel it?"
“Oh ... ah ... yes ... please, K'Endarra,” Jendri whimpered. “Do not deny me your pleasure."
“Nonsense. I will fill you,” K'Endarra promised, but she slowed her rocking movements. “You do the work,” she ordered softly against Jendri's lips. “Do all of it, slave. Serve me."
“Ah, gods, let me always serve you,” Jendri groaned, her hand embedded deep in her spouse. “Come, my lord. Come hard for me."
“Beg,” the Queen gasped.
“I do beg you, K'Endarra. I live for these moments. Even when you are not coming with me, I wish you pleasure with your other women. Your presence in my bed is the most wonderful gift. Feeling your orgasms is my greatest joy."
“Feel this!” the Queen roared, as her spasms shook her. “Take it! Take all of it! Feel it with me, slave.” And she bit Jendri's shoulder hard enough to draw blood.
Battered by her wife's climax, Jendri cried out. She dug her nails into the Queen's ass to feel more, and she writhed in the iron grip of the ruler of almost half the planet. K'Endarra's power was seldom more apparent than when she came, and as Jendri arched and screamed under her wife, she heard yet another cry: V'Anekka, in an outer room, must also have succumbed to K'Endarra's power. Even at that distance, Jendri well knew, it would have taken only the lightest of touches to release the Marquess of Esuria, writhing naked on the marble floor.
As K'Endarra lay panting atop her wife, Jendri's entire being was suffused with a warm, comforting glow, and she sighed happily. There were more important things than her own orgasms. Feeling K'Endarra's strength and satisfaction topped the list, and only Jendri's need could bring K'Endarra to her bed regularly.
“My love,” Jendri murmured. “Use me again."
K'Endarra smiled. “You do not even have to ask."
* * * *
Several hours later, the lovers lay talking softly. Jendri was pleasantly sore all over, having been thoroughly plowed by the demanding monarch in every orifice, and having been ridden hard in several different positions. She groaned and kissed K'Endarra's neck.
“So are you telling me you do not wish to come tonight, my love?” K'Endarra asked.
“Not exactly. I always wish to come, and that is precisely the point. You enjoy it more when I want it badly. You should control when I come. It does not have to be every week, on the dot."
“Believe me, I do control it,” K'Endarra said, gripping the Jewel.
Jendri gasped, then smiled. “I adore you. Of course you do. But our current arrangement gives me too much knowledge, and knowledge is power, power you should have, not I. Moreover, with Sharue coming here to be your slave, you should not be tied to an exact timetable."
“What would you suggest, then?” K'Endarra wanted to know.
“Why don't we try this: I am quite comfortable now, so more than a week is easily possible. I suggest once every ten to fourteen days, with you deciding when, where and how. Right now, I know when you come to my bed on the seventh day, I will be permitted to climax. You do not really want me that relaxed, as my tension feeds your pleasure. With a variable schedule, I will have no clue and you can give me release anywhere, even in your bedroom on the floor, so it will always be a mystery to me."
“Every week is easier to keep track of,” K'Endarra grumbled.
“I will keep track. Just ask me the number of the day and I will tell you. Then you decide everything else. Asking me does not mean you intend to let me come. It's just for planning purposes."
“Why would you deny yourself this way?” K'Endarra asked. “I come as much in a week as you do in a year."
“Darling, Queen Consort or not, I am a slave and a submissive. I need your pleasure to be satisfied. My own is delightful, but I consider it a gift, whereas your pleasure is an absolute right. When you are pleased, I am thrilled, not uncomfortable or resentful. The more you come, the better the quality of my life. I would live with my face in your crotch if I could, but since that isn't feasible, and you need many women, the next best thing is to make sure you get all the pleasure you want, in any form you demand. To feel you come is to die of happiness over and over."
K'Endarra wiped a tear from her eye. “Oh, Jendri. I don't know what to say. Yes, I am demanding both as a wife and as your lord. And yes, I do enjoy feeling your need for me. But I do not wish to cause you pain. I love to tease you, and your discipline is something we both enjoy. But you should come, because it's simply not healthy to be in permanent need."
“And I will come, but I will have less control. Remember, K'Endarra, I am Obdurian, and I do not have three interconnected clits with the total mass of a pound! I have a tiny clit compared to yours. I love your clit precisely because it swells large enough to fill my mouth and is sweeter than the plums it reminds me of. My orgasms would not satisfy you, if you could even feel them! And so my need, while intense, is never as intense as yours or V'Anekka's."
“You do have a point,” K'Endarra agreed. “All right, we will give it a trial period, while Sharue is here, serving as my sex slave. But if at the end of that month you are not comfortable, we will find another system. Clear?"
“Yes, my lord,” Jendri said, lowering her eyes. “Do you want more pleasure tonight?"
“Not now, although I would like to enjoy you in the morning. I assume you would enjoy it as well?"
“Oh, yes, please, darling liege."
“Good. Lie down under me so that I can sleep in your mouth. If you feel an erection at any time, suck it."
Jendri shuddered at this demand and quickly got into position. She sighed with contentment and both were soon asleep.
* * * *
“You did not come? Why?” V'Anekka demanded when K'Endarra had gone and they were in Jendri's quarters, bathing.
“Because when I do, I lose that edge and she turns from me. She is still loving and kind, but I can't arouse her enough. I would rather make love more often without coming. As long as I am in need, she remains captivated. After I come, she avoids me for days, only coming with you when I lie at her feet, or in the harem while we are all in the bed with her. When she senses my need building up again, she lies with me to tease me until my seventh day orgasm, and we start over."
“But now you will not come nearly as much, and you hardly came at all before!” V'Anekka protested.
“I would rather come infrequently while lying with her often. When she is done with me I feel relaxed and warm and happy, like after a warm bubble bath. I fall asleep instantly. All my tension dissolves as if I had come. And of course, I get to enjoy the buildup, and even the preorgasmic spasms. When I am in great need, that feels wonderful!"
“But ... you will lose up to half your orgasms this way,” V'Anekka said.
“On the other hand, I will receive more of hers, and they are far better than mine, I assure you,” Jendri said. “Oh, by the way, when you use me, do not be concerned about my needs. In fact, pleasuring you will keep my need sharp for her, and she will enjoy me even more because of it. Pay attention, and you may begin to enjoy my need as she does."
V'Anekka shook her head. “I will not."
“Wait and see."
* * * *
K'Endarra the First Magistrate sat alone upon her throne, wearing her burgundy judicial robes, hearing the cases brought before her. Sharue's was last, as planned.
The bailiff read the charges and soldiers put Sharue on her knees at the foot of the steps. T'Eldorna's testimony was read by an advocate because, as a concubine, she was not seen in public. An exception had to be made for Sharue as the accused.
K'Endarra looked down at the bound woman. “What do you say in response to these charges?"
“She is not my lord; you are! I am not bound to obey her!” Sharue spat.
“The rules of the harem require obedience of the juniors to the seniors or you would not be here,” K'Endarra said. “Do you deny that you were insubordinate? Disobedient? Disruptive?"
Sharue glowered. “I belong to you alone."
“I'll take that as a ‘no.’ Your offenses are the most severe ever recorded by a concubine and they are boringly repetitious. To teach you how to behave, I sentence you to four weeks in slavery, one for each count. Guards!"
“No!” Sharue shrieked. “I am a concubine, not a criminal!"
“Make that five weeks, for disrespect to me,” K'Endarra amended with a smile so evil it made Jendri and V'Anekka quake where they stood.
“I won't do it! Send me home! I am a freewoman!” Sharue bellowed as the soldiers dragged her out.
“Six,” said K'Endarra, and she brought the gavel down.
That ended the session of Household Court, and all rose and bowed as K'Endarra swept from the room, followed by her very concerned wives, lesser magistrates, lawyers, pages, clerks and soldiers. If K'Endarra's anger boiled over, the wives and slaves were most likely to feel it. All the others could escape.
They needn't have worried. K'Endarra seemed to have been energized by disposing of Sharue, and she was in high spirits. “Let's go for a ride!"
Her wives raced to valet her and change their own outfits, leaving a mess for the servants. They ran down to the stables to choose mounts and were soon racing over the lush green hills of central Asperia.
K'Endarra, in the lead, slowed them after they topped a rise, and looked back. “This will do! Halt!” she cried, raising her hand, and the others slowed and cantered their horses to meet her.
“What do you see?” K'Endarra asked them.
They looked around. “Hills, the countryside,” V'Anekka offered.
“Trees, birds, and us, of course,” Jendri added.
“The castle? Other people?” K'Endarra asked.
“Well, no, they are out of sight,” V'Anekka observed.
“Correct. Dismount,” K'Endarra ordered. “Give me your reins and remove your clothes.” She couldn't help grinning with anticipation.
Without a word of protest, both wives obeyed.
“Now load your clothing up on your saddles, and tether your horses here so they can graze,” K'Endarra said, looking down at them.
Again, there was instant compliance, although Jendri and V'Anekka did exchange looks. K'Endarra was surely going to use them, but how?
“Each of you take one of my stirrups. Walk with me."
Slowly K'Endarra led her stumbling, naked and barefoot wives into a line of trees beside a stream. Jendri reached up and stroked the Queen's boot and K'Endarra smiled. “Yes, you may give me pleasure, my love. Soon."
On the bank of the stream, K'Endarra halted and jumped down, bringing her wives to their knees. “Jendri, tether Massinia. V'Anekka, spread a blanket."
While her wives obeyed, K'Endarra opened her pants. “On your backs, side by side on the blanket."
The consorts lay down and spread their legs before her. K'Endarra adjusted them, tapping their ankles with her boot until she had them spread as wide as she desired. She slid the handle of her riding crop into Jendri's canal, which made her groan and arch, and she slid the grip of her dagger into V'Anekka, making her gasp and swallow hard. Then she dropped to her knees, sat on Jendri's chest and pulled her face up into her cleft, holding her there. Jendri instantly grasped K'Endarra's backside to improve their contact, and writhing frantically, she sucked the demanding clit of her lordly wife.
As Jendri worked, K'Endarra locked eyes with V'Anekka and smiled. “Isn't she lovely?” she said to her second consort.
“Yes, she is wonderful! Please, may I stroke your boots?” V'Anekka begged in a strangled tone.
“By all means,” K'Endarra agreed. V'Anekka moved down so that she could rub her breasts against K'Endarra's high brown boot, caressing, kissing and licking it as well. When K'Endarra felt that, she shuddered. She loved having her boots stroked, especially if she was in the act of love with another woman at the time.
Rocking on Jendri's face, K'Endarra threw her head back and moaned long and loud as her orgasm built up inside her. She placed Jendri's hands over the swellings next to her ovaries, where her secondary clitoria were, and held them there. “Press hard! Hard!” she ordered, and Jendri obeyed.
“V'Anekka, pull that crop out of Jendri's cunt and hand it to me. I need it!"
Under her, Jendri shrieked in anguish as the riding crop was withdrawn, and she humped air, her tongue working K'Endarra madly.
K'Endarra grasped the crop, and making sure to avoid V'Anekka on her left boot, she whipped Jendri's thighs from the right, like a jockey on a racehorse.
Jendri bucked under her lord and drew all of the enormous clit into her mouth, gently touching her teeth to the slight cleft down the middle of it. “Ah! Ah! Ah!” she screamed, although her cries were muffled.
K'Endarra dropped the crop and clutched at Jendri's head. She thrust hard into her Consort's mouth and came forcefully, drenching her wife and her own pants with the flow of lubricants.
Jendri thought she might drown as she struggled to swallow every drop of K'Endarra's honey. She moaned and slurped, trying to keep up. Then K'Endarra pulled back, leaned down and kissed her gently. “I love you, darling wife,” she panted, grinning. “Change places with V'Anekka."
As soon as the Second Consort was on her back, K'Endarra mounted her, humping furiously. Jendri pressed her nipples to K'Endarra's boots and french-kissed the leather, crying out with K'Endarra as she rode. It did not take long for the monarch to achieve a second wild climax, so explosive that rivulets ran between V'Anekka's breasts to wet the blanket.
K'Endarra ground into her second wife until she was satisfied, and then withdrew slightly, although she did not dismount her lover's body. “Jendri, suck V'Anekka. Take her come like a good girl."
“Yes, my lord,” Jendri said, slipping under V'Anekka's hips, careful to gently remove the dagger, drawing another gasp. She embraced her lord's other wife and enthusiastically did her duty, allowing K'Endarra to experience ecstasy while pinned under K'Endarra and looking up helplessly, longingly into her eyes.
V'Anekka, too, was ambrosia to Jendri. A slightly sweeter taste, a slightly more rounded clit. Jendri explored eagerly, working V'Anekka to great arousal and then feeling her release into her mouth. All three women moaned and K'Endarra, aroused again by V'Anekka's climax, enjoyed another orgasm between her gasping lips even as V'Anekka came in Jendri's.
Finally the Queen rolled away to lie beside K'Endarra. “Clean us, Jendri. Clean everything. I believe there is come on my boots. Make sure you get that."
Jendri did as she was told, licking K'Endarra's crotch and thighs as far as the opening in her pants allowed, and V'Anekka's body from the balls of her feet to her throat. The lovely Marquess turned over to give Jendri access to her ass and the backs of her thighs, where she had come all over herself. “Mmmm, very nice,” she purred. “Thank you, Jendri."
“Thank you for giving me your orgasm,” Jendri said sincerely, and V'Anekka smiled.
Finally, Jendri licked the delicious come from K'Endarra's boots. She was burning with need for both women, any touch from either of them, but it was not to be had. When Jendri's was done cleaning the other royal woman, she resumed a kneeling position at the foot of the blanket with her head bowed.
K'Endarra considered her. “You have not forgotten a thing from your days as a sex-slave, Jendri. An excellent job, but there is always more you can do. For a start, go back to the meadow and bring V'Anekka's horse here. Only hers, not yours. And walk her back, don't ride and get pussy juice all over her saddle."
“I understand, my lord,” Jendri said respectfully. She rose and bowed and went to do her wife's bidding. When she returned, the other women were kissing lazily in the shade of the trees.
“Bring us some water, Jendri. And give me those reins so you can dress V'Anekka."
V'Anekka watched Jendri affectionately as the other Consort clothed her efficiently from head to toe. “You have a very deft touch, Jendri. Thank you."
“You are most welcome, Ma'am,” Jendri said humbly, and again she waited.
K'Endarra handed the canteen back to her slave-wife and said, “I know you may be feeling a bit neglected, my darling. Let me take care of that. V'Anekka, I need your assistance. Take Jendri over there to that big rock, bend her over it and hold her down."
Jendri went willingly and assumed the position, which meant looking directly into V'Anekka eyes as the other woman held her hands.
“Be brave,” V'Anekka whispered as K'Endarra turned her back to pick up the crop.
“Thank me, Jendri, and count,” said K'Endarra, and the crop whistled.
“Uh! One, my lord, thank you!” Jendri cried out. “Two, my lord. Thank you! Ah, yes, K'Endarra!"
V'Anekka watched Jendri's eyes as she received her discipline. They were lidded, as they were when she made love, and despite her yelps, Jendri's face was serene. She pushed back slightly from the rock to give K'Endarra a better target, and was rewarded, ultimately, with two dozen of the Queen's best. She squealed excitedly as K'Endarra lashed her, moaning more from happiness than discomfort.
“Come see my handiwork, V'Anekka,” K'Endarra invited.
“My gods, they are perfect crosshatches! They are so accurate, they could be painted on!” the Second Consort exclaimed as they examined the panting Queen Consort's reddened backside.
“I agree, and I am not done yet. I have not paid enough attention to Jendri's sex. Turn her over."
V'Anekka turned Jendri so that her freshly-beaten backside was pressed against the rock. Jendri groaned but did not complain.
“Spread her legs wide, V'Anekka, and restrain her arms. Watch out."
K'Endarra stepped closer so that she would not miss. The whip cracked and the tip snapped into the Jewel.
“K'Endarra! My lord!” Jendri shrieked. “My Queen! My ruler!"
“Absolutely,” K'Endarra agreed, and the lash sang out again. Without hitting the insides of her wife's thighs, the Queen drove the Jewel into her sex six times. When she realized Jendri was writhing in anything but agony, she gave her six more, then nodded to V'Anekka to release her. Jendri sank to the ground at the Queen's feet, moaning.
K'Endarra raised Jendri's chin with the crop handle. “Happy?"
“Oh, K'Endarra! Yes!"
“Good. Lie down.” K'Endarra had not closed the opening in her pants, so it was easy for Jendri to serve her again. When the Queen was finished, she got off her Consort and called V'Anekka to bring more water. “Make sure you do not get dehydrated, Jendri. You have been used hard, and we have to take good care of you."
Jendri nodded and drank her fill.
“Fill the canteens, fold the blanket and come along,” K'Endarra ordered, sending Jendri to the stream. She and V'Anekka mounted and waited, and Jendri followed their horses back to the meadow carrying the blanket, which was by now heavy and wet with sweat and vaginal fluids.
“Get your horse, Jendri, and walk her back here,” K'Endarra said when they reached the meadow again. The horse was grazing a good hundred yards away, but Jendri did exactly as she was told, carrying the rough blanket all the way and leading the horse back barefoot.
K'Endarra smiled at her wife, pleased with her unquestioning obedience. “Put the blanket over the saddle and mount. Make sure your legs are not rubbing the horse, or you will scrape yourself raw."
“Should I not dress, my lord?” Jendri asked.
“No, you should not. Ride behind us, let us say 40 yards or so."
Jendri let them get a lead and then urged her mount forward. Her raw ass ground into the wool blanket, and she was soon eating the dust raised by the other horses, which clung to all the wet places on her body and got into her eyes, nose and mouth. She used one hand to cover her face but it didn't help very much. She coughed, gagged and sneezed but offered no complaint, nor did she move from behind the other horses on the dusty trail that led toward the foot of the lofty hill crowned by the great Castle Golgathex. She kept her head down and did her best to please her wife, as always.
K'Endarra then urged her horse to a trot, and all the way to the base of the hill, Jendri had her naked backside spanked again by the harsh wool blanket.
K'Endarra reined in close to a small copse. “Do you know where we are, love?” she asked Jendri when she rode up. The First Consort was coated in fine brown dust.
“Yes, my lord. This is the north side of the hill. You can't ride up the trail here. It's too steep."
“Very good. Dismount, darling, and hand over your reins. Take the blanket and your canteen. Is it full?"
Jendri shook her head. “No, Lord K'Endarra. I have been drinking from it."
“Top it up, V'Anekka. She will need it. Jendri, bring your shirt over here and wipe our boots, please. It has been a dusty ride."
K'Endarra smiled as she watched her wife standing in the road, naked, cleaning their filthy boots with her shirt. When Jendri realized she wasn't getting them clean with just the shirt, she licked them to make sure they would be presentable when they rode back in through the gates.
V'Anekka smiled lovingly down at Jendri as she rubbed her high black riding boots. “Thank you, darling."
Jendri looked up at her. “It is my pleasure to serve you in every way.” The two women exchanged a long look, and then Jendri bent to lick V'Anekka's boot again. She felt V'Anekka shudder.
“All right, Jendri, you may dress,” K'Endarra said, and they looked down at Jendri while she sat in the dirt beside their horses and put her grimy clothing on over her equally dirty and sore body. Then K'Endarra handed her own canteen down. “Drink more. You have been licking dusty leather. It had to be done, of course, and you did it without being told. Well done, slave."
“I am always happy to lick your boots, my lord,” Jendri replied, handing the canteen back.
“No, you keep it, and your own. Take the blanket in case the weather changes, and return via the trail. I suggest you come in one of the back doors. You may not want the staff to see you in your present condition."
“As you command, Lord K'Endarra."
“Down, Jendri. Lie in the dust and wait until we are out of sight. Then you may follow."
Jendri lay down and pressed her face into the dirt until she heard the horses start. As they rode away, she heard K'Endarra say, “I could use a bath."
“And I would love to bathe you, my lord,” V'Anekka replied.
“Permission granted."
Jendri waited until they went around the next bend, then rose to begin the steep ascent, the two canteens and the heavy blanket slung over her shoulders.
* * * *
About an hour and a half later, Jendri snuck in the service door to the Imperial suite. She dropped the blanket inside the door and headed for her own chambers to clean the canteens.
“Jendri! Come in, darling!” she heard K'Endarra call as she crossed the corridor.
“I am not presentable, my lord,” Jendri called back.
“That's fine. Come here, love,” K'Endarra invited, and Jendri went to stand in the doorway to the Imperial bedroom. There she saw the Queen and the Marquess lazing in the rumpled bed. Trays stacked with dirty dishes were on the floor. Apparently servants had removed their soiled clothes and brought a meal.
“Oh, you do look a mess,” K'Endarra laughed. “But I'll tell you what. Our dirty bathwater is still in the tub. Go have a nice long soak. Then, clean up the bathroom, and you can let that water out and have six inches of fresh, hot water to bathe in. Run along."
“Yes, my lord,” Jendri said, bowing.
The enormous pink marble room was still steamy, and it looked as if it had been hit by a tornado. There was water all over the floor, along with wet towels and puddles of bath oil, shampoo and a dusting of powder. Nevertheless, Jendri stripped naked and got into the tepid water with a groan. She took a used washcloth and began to remove the layers of dirt.
“By the way, we made love in that water,” K'Endarra yelled.
“Thank you, my lord,” Jendri responded.
When Jendri had done all she could in the gray water, she rose from the bath and used the dirty towels to clean up the room and dry it while the tub was draining. Then she ran the prescribed six inches of hot water and bathed again, washing her hair and using lotion on all the sore spots she could reach. She dried with a clean towel when she got out, wiped the tub with it, and after she put on her robe, she carried all the dirty linen to the service door and left it by the filthy blanket she had hauled up the steep rocky path to the castle.
She returned to K'Endarra's door. “Will there be anything else, lord Queen?"
“Are you hungry?” K'Endarra inquired.
“Yes, my lord,” Jendri replied humbly.
“You may lick our plates clean and eat anything left over. Then if you are still hungry you may send down for more."
Jendri went to the pile of dishes and knelt, licking each one as she listened to V'Anekka massaging the Queen on her bed. The Queen Consort ate bread crusts, gnawed bits of meat off some chicken bones, licked crusted egg and vegetable shreds from dishes that had once held quiche and other delicacies. She drank salad dressing from the bottoms of nearly empty bowls. Congealed gravy, hard cheese rinds, fruit cores and peelings and the dried remains of some creamy dessert completed her meal. She stacked the spotless dishes neatly and carried the trays back to the service door. Then she prepared for bed and returned to the door of K'Endarra's room with her canteen. The Queen turned from her embrace with V'Anekka. “Do you need anything else to eat, my love?"
“No, my lord, there was more than enough of your leavings to fill me. With your permission, I will retire. I am quite tired from today's exercise."
“Of course. The floor or the foot of the bed. The choice is yours, my love."
Jendri understood. “With your permission, I will sleep at your feet. The bed will be more comfortable for me tonight."
“By all means, Jendri. Kiss me goodnight first."
Jendri knelt beside the bed and kissed the Queen tenderly, and despite her exhaustion, the taste of K'Endarra's tongue immediately aroused her.
K'Endarra felt it and smiled, releasing her. “And what day is today, darling?"
“Day eleven, Your Majesty,” Jendri informed her.
“Very good. Lie down and go to sleep."
Jendri loosened the bedclothes at the foot of the Imperial bed and slid in, trying not to disturb the lovers above her. Soon the bed was rocking with the love-making of the Queen and the Marquess of Esuria. Jendri thrust gently into her own hand as she lay listening to them, stroking the Jewel between her legs. When K'Endarra came, both wives groaned with delight. Then the familiar warmth engulfed Jendri and she fell deeply asleep.

CHAPTER TEN
Jendri was awakened by more rocking the next morning. V'Anekka was going down on the Queen and the Queen was enthusiastically humping her face. When K'Endarra was done coming in V'Anekka's mouth, she whipped the covers off the bed and commanded. “Jendri, give head to my lovely second consort, if you please."
Neither woman protested and soon V'Anekka was enjoying the services of the Queen Consort. “Yes, Jendri, do it to me, go deep and suck hard. Good, oohhhhhhhh, yes!” she pushed down. “I'm coming. Take it. Take all of it! Uh ... uh ... oohhhhhhhhh!"
K'Endarra watched, laughing, and kissed V'Anekka deeply. “Keep eating her, Jendri. I'm sure she can come again."
V'Anekka clung to the Queen, moaning. It was the first time she had a chance to enjoy kissing while receiving oral sex, and she was thrilled with it. In moments her hips were leaping from the bed again, and she washed Jendri's face with her orgasms until she was exhausted.
Jendri groaned happily, her ache more than compensated for by the pleasure of the women she loved. She lay cleansing V'Anekka until the Marquess stroked her hair gently and thanked her.
“You are dismissed, Jendri. Join us for breakfast,” K'Endarra commanded.
“Of course, my lord."
Jendri felt her slavery keenly and so was careful to dress plainly before going in to the Queen again. It turned out to be a wise decision. The table was set and the food had been rolled in on an elaborate cart with chafing dishes, bread baskets and fruit.
“Put your setting on the floor, Jendri, and serve us. We will feed you,” K'Endarra said, arranging her napkin.
Jendri prepared plates and poured beverages for the other women. Then she knelt between their chairs and waited with her head bowed. As the two regal Asperians ate, they handed down bread crusts, an overcooked egg, a fatty piece of meat, fruit skins, all of which Jendri was forced to eat with her hands. Then they passed down their dirty plates and Jendri licked them on the floor at their feet. It was easier than the night before because the food had not yet dried on the dishes.
“Pour yourself a glass of water or juice, Jendri,” K'Endarra said casually. “And you can take anything left over in the chafing dishes. Put it on your plate, but eat it on the floor. Then replace your setting so the servants won't realize you are our slave. And we'll eat this way from now on."
“Yes, Lord K'Endarra,” Jendri agreed. The cold and drying bits and pieces stuck to the pans were all she needed. Then she cleaned up after the other women and herself.
“You may go,” K'Endarra said to Jendri, sipping her coffee. “Be dressed and ready for our the audience with Fracta and Sharue at ten. I want you every inch the Queen."
“Yes, Majesty.” Jendri kissed the Queen's boots and V'Anekka's hand and left to change into the uniform of the day.
As she was dressing, V'Anekka knocked on her door. “Darling Jendri, may I come in?” the willowy blonde woman asked.
“Of course,” Jendri smiled. She crossed the room to V'Anekka, took her hand and kissed it. “I hope your new slave is pleasing you."
V'Anekka took Jendri in her arms for a warm, affectionate embrace. “Immensely. Sit down, love. I have something to show you."
They sat side by side on the bed and V'Anekka opened her hand. “Look."
Jendri glanced down at the tiny key. “You have always been my alternate keyholder for K'Endarra in case of any emergency. What of it?"
“Look again."
Jendri did, and her eyes widened. “Oh. Both of them."
“Yes. I will, of course, give her one back, but she wants me to be your primary key-holder for the next few weeks so that her involvement with Sharue doesn't interfere with your health and hygiene."
“Then I must call you ‘my lord,'” Jendri said.
“You certainly may, although I do not require it” V'Anekka said kindly.
“No, I will give you the honor you are due, Lord V'Anekka,” Jendri said seriously, and she slid to the floor and kissed V'Anekka's feet. “I am your slave. Use me as you see fit."
V'Anekka reached down and lifted Jendri's chin. “I will be gentle with you. Do not be afraid."
Jendri smiled up into the stunning blue eyes of her new lord. There was nothing to fear from this brilliant and benevolent young woman.
* * * *
K'Endarra was groaning theatrically and all three women were laughing in the great Imperial bed.
“Well, I would have to call that a success,” V'Anekka hiccuped.
“Yes, it's hard to call two dozen orgasms a failure,” Jendri remarked.
“How can you be so cruel? I did without her for almost two weeks!” K'Endarra exclaimed.
“Oh, and you only had two wives, eight more concubines and three sex slaves to please you,” V'Anekka said sarcastically. “Poor baby."
K'Endarra scowled. “You overstep, Madame Marquess."
V'Anekka regarded her. “I would worry if I thought you had the strength to do something about it."
K'Endarra stared, incredulous, then exploded in laughter. “It is my own fault! I give you a slave, and you respond by acting like the lord of the universe."
“Well, you were right. I enjoy her. Don't you enjoy being my slave, Jendri?"
“How could I not? You are beautiful and commanding. You know how to make use of a woman,” Jendri said dreamily.
“I had the best teacher in the realm for that,” V'Anekka said, smiling up at K'Endarra.
“Ah, you are both so desirable,” K'Endarra sighed, “and I love you dearly, but I am exhausted. V'Anekka, take your slave away and do what you will with her. I should be recovered by this evening and both of you may serve me then."
“What about Sharue?” V'Anekka asked. “I think the only thing you did not do to her was to set her pubic hair on fire."
K'Endarra laughed so hard she almost rolled off the bed, but V'Anekka grabbed her and held on, kissing her neck and hair. “Make a note and I will try that next. No, actually, tell Fracta to take her down in an hour or so. Then she can find some really disgusting manual labor for her, such as emptying privies. I want her busy all day every day, so that when she is here to serve me, she will see it as a reward. I want her to think of the soles of my boots as an exotic treat."
Jendri looked confused. “They are an exotic treat!"
K'Endarra laughed. “For that, I will devise a special treat just for a very special slave-wife. Now leave me, you sluts."
“Sweet dreams, Lord K'Endarra,” Jendri said, tucking her wife in.
“Sweet pussies to you,” K'Endarra joked, and yawned. “Lower the lamps and post a guard. I do not wish to be disturbed."
Jendri saw to all of K'Endarra's orders, then went quickly to V'Anekka's chambers where she found the beautiful Marquess already lounging in her bed.
She knelt at the foot and looked up at K'Endarra's favorite. “How may I serve you, my lord?"
“Lie with me, Jendri,” V'Anekka commanded softly, as she always did.
“Oh, gods, yes,” Jendri sighed.
V'Anekka placed her friend and slave under her, and said, “Can you guess what I want?"
“It does not matter. Take it,” Jendri breathed.
“I would kiss you, Jendrikar Verrian, Queen Consort of Asperia and Duke of Paxverdi. Do you agree?"
“We ... we can't! K'Endarra—"
“K'Endarra is already our wife. She is kissing both of us and probably Sharue, whom she certainly will kiss if she proposes to her. I know you have kissed other women before you came to Asperia, but I have not. Nor will the priests ever question us again. And now you are my slave and K'Endarra said to do with you as I pleased."
“If she found out, she would kill us,” Jendri worried.
“Then do not tell her.” And before Jendri could protest further, V'Anekka took her mouth. The kiss was long and slow. Neither woman wanted to break it.
“Oh, my lord,” Jendri sighed at last. “That is wonderful!"
V'Anekka was trembling all over with excitement. “You are right, it is risky, but well worth it. Now, spread your legs, slave. I want that Jewel."
“It is yours to take, Lord V'Anekka,” Jendri said, her voice shaking.
V'Anekka gently removed the huge ruby and put it in Jendri's hand. “Clean yourself for me.” She rolled away and Jendri hurried to V'Anekka's bath chamber. She tried always to keep herself and the device as clean as possible but the Jewel did interfere to a certain degree, and Jendri was always happy for a chance to be more thorough.
She returned to V'Anekka and laid the Jewel at her feet.
The Marquess nodded. “I thank you. Your obedience is most pleasing, especially because it is given so lovingly. Now, come here and make love to me, my sweet. You are much more than a slave to me; you know that, do you not?"
“Yes, darling, I know it,” Jendri sighed, sliding under the long, smooth body of K'Endarra's second wife. “Please, use me."
V'Anekka smiled. “Touch me, love. I will give you my orgasms while we kiss."
V'Anekka was bigger than K'Endarra, and just as strong. It aroused Jendri immensely to be held down by this Amazon. She caressed the bulb of V'Anekka's clitoris with respect and adoration while surrendering completely to her kisses. Her lord's fluids trickled out and wet Jendri's mound and thighs.
The Marquess moaned in deep pleasure, learning what K'Endarra already knew: as a dominant, kissing your lover is a form of power over her. She rocked and pulled Jendri's hand deep inside her, at the same time grinding heavily into Jendri's own womanhood.
“Be careful,” Jendri gasped. “I do not have the Jewel to protect me."
“Suppress, my love,” V'Anekka instructed. “Concentrate, and hold back."
And she pressed deeper, harder.
Jendri groaned in genuine distress, but she obeyed. Above her, the Marquess panted with the imminence of her own orgasm, not at all concerned with Jendri's struggles. She was gentle, as she had promised, but she was every bit as strict and demanding as Queen K'Endarra herself.
V'Anekka climaxed with a roar and a gush of liquids, smothering Jendri's cries of agony with her mouth. The Second Consort thrashed in Jendri's arms, thoroughly enjoying this new pleasure of conquering a slave and coming all over her as she writhed in desperate need. Finally she sagged limply on Jendri's tortured body, and kissed her more gently.
Jendri felt the rush of warmth she frequently experienced with K'Endarra and relaxed, too. “Ah, thank you, Excellency,” she said to V'Anekka. “You are a superb mistress."
“I have a feeling you enjoyed that every bit as much as I did,” V'Anekka accused with a soft laugh. “Admit it."
“Gladly. You worked me hard, but rewarded me as well. K'Endarra will be most pleased."
V'Anekka reached between Jendri's legs and stroked her swollen clit. “Sore?"
Jendri spread wider to give V'Anekka more room. “Oh, yes, my lord. Very. It swells and aches and feels like it is being pinched in a tight clamp."
“I think you should practice some more, don't you?” V'Anekka asked, kissing her. Tenderly, she squeezed Jendri's clit, rolling it between her practiced fingers.
“I think it is my duty to please you in every way,” Jendri responded. She pressed into V'Anekka's hand, enjoying the severe discipline. Her genitals were on fire and V'Anekka was merciless.
“You please me greatly, Jendri,” V'Anekka said. She braced her slave's legs wide part with her own, and ground the heel of her hand into Jendri's cleft, making her arch and cry out.
“Good girl,” V'Anekka approved, and they kissed passionately. Jendri's need stimulated the Marquess, and to increase it, she entered Jendri with her fingers while manipulating the distended clit with her thumb. As the slave bucked involuntarily in her arms, V'Anekka coached, “Hold back, love.” She kneaded the throbbing organ until Jendri seemed strained to the limit, her head thrown back, every muscle in her body taut as a bowstring.
V'Anekka nodded. “Excellent. I will come for you now. You deserve to feel my ecstasy.” She released Jendri and straddled her face, taking the slave's hands in her own. As she began to rock in Jendri's mouth she said, “Press here on my right. It is my secondary clit. Massage it ... good girl. Oh, yes!"
Jendri moved with V'Anekka, licking, sucking, caressing, while her own ignored pleasure center screamed for mercy. After several long, slow minutes of delectable torture, the Marquess burst into her second series of orgasms, which she was only too happy to share with the compliant woman under her. “Good! Oh, yes! Oh ... oh ... ahhhhh ... oh, Jendri! You are so good! Take my come! Lick more ... more ... more!” Grasping Jendri's head, V'Anekka bore down, robbing her of air as she pumped her lengthy climaxes deeply down her slave's throat. With a gigantic shudder, the Marquess finished, and slid down on top of Jendri to lie between her legs and kiss her while they relaxed.
Jendri embraced V'Anekka and let the warmth of her lover's satisfaction wash over her and soothe her. The sharp ache subsided to a delightful, slow, throb and Jendri shivered at the sensation. “Thank you so much, my lord. You are very good to me.” She kissed V'Anekka over and over as tears of happiness ran down their cheeks.
V'Anekka sighed. “Our lord was right. It is truly a remarkable thing to feel a submissive's need in making love. I will never forget this."
“You don't have to,” Jendri smiled. “I will remind you of it by serving you whenever you want."

CHAPTER ELEVEN
All three women had duties to attend to, making up for the time lost by cavorting with K'Endarra's sex slaves and each other, so they did not meet again until a late supper, which they ate before the fireplace in the library instead of the private dining room. Even so, Jendri served the others and knelt between them to be fed. The two dominant women ate the centers of all three meat pies and fed the crusts to Jendri absently, stroking her hair and chatting about how they had spent the hours apart.
Jendri licked their palms and sucked their fingers as they fed her, and they smiled down at her indulgently. “What a good slave you are, love,” K'Endarra remarked.
“She's incredibly sincere,” V'Anekka added. “You greedy little come-sucker, you,” she said sweetly, and all of them laughed.
“I certainly am greedy when it comes to making you happy,” Jendri said. “I couldn't agree more."
“I am having my sex slaves after we eat,” K'Endarra said, “and I require your assistance. If you want to make me happy, Jendri, this is an excellent opportunity."
“I wouldn't miss it if I had a choice!” Jendri declared.
Bowing to the carpet, she licked their plates, silverware and serving dishes clean and tidied the serving cart, placing it near the door for the servants while her mistresses relaxed before the fire.
“What would you like us to wear, darling?” V'Anekka asked her wife.
“Hmmm. For you, my love, something that will allow you to receive pleasure while seated. For Jendri, a silk tunic and trousers that set off her lovely figure will be very nice. Meet me in the throne room up here in fifteen minutes."
As her wives scrambled to obey, K'Endarra, already comfortably attired, wandered off to her private throne room to check her equipment. She was seated on her throne when her wives arrived and made their obeisance. “Come here, you silly things. Are you so terrified of me?"
“We are in awe and we know you demand our respect,” V'Anekka said, going to her Consort's Chair. She wore a teal mid-length gown, and hose and suede boots of the same color.
“No underwear, I presume,” K'Endarra said, licking her lips.
“Of course not,” V'Anekka confirmed, seating herself. She smoothed her skirts and watched expectantly as the others settled themselves on the elaborate double-throne.
Jendri felt odd, sitting there with K'Endarra, given that she was a slave in private, but as the Queen Consort in public, it was both her right and duty to perform as commanded, and nothing could be done about that.
“Ring for the page, V'Anekka,” K'Endarra commanded, and in a few moments, the sex slaves were paraded in. They knelt in unison, then prostrated themselves at the foot of the steps. Fracta and Sharue clinked as their iron belts struck the marble.
“Lepta, Chenta, change my boots and let's play musical slaves,” the Queen said, clapping her hands.
The two favored slaves climbed the steps, pulled the buttplug boots from under K'Endarra's throne and placed them on her while the other two lay trembling on the floor.
“Chenta, put those two under my heels and take your place between my legs. Lepta, you're the timer. Two minutes at a time."
Lepta got out a tiny hour-glass and knelt to one side. Jendri squeezed as far as she could to her left on the throne to allow her wife to spread her legs wide enough to accommodate all three slaves. Because Fracta and Sharue were belted, the buttplug heels had to be guided in through the waste holes to their anuses, and both slaves groaned and gnashed their teeth while they were being adjusted. Their fists clenched and both began to secrete lubricants that dripped down their legs as the heels entered them. Jendri's own sex twitched in empathy. She remembered well what torture they were feeling.
K'Endarra rocked her heels gently to seat them, and the slaves gasped in agony. Of course Fracta hadn't come in years and Sharue was not used to such treatment at all. K'Endarra enjoyed their reactions so much, she twisted her heels to make them do it again.
As they whimpered, K'Endarra nodded to Lepta and Chenta to begin, and she pulled Jendri against her left side and began to kiss her tenderly. Jendri responded instantly, and she, too, began to wet herself with desire and anticipation of K'Endarra's satisfaction.
Every two minutes, Lepta announced, “Time,” and the slaves rotated counter-clockwise. K'Endarra kept an eye on the timer and adjusted each slave who came to her crotch so that she would come to Sharue's tongue.
“Ah, yes, little slut-slave,” she murmured as Sharue worshipped her. “You will receive my orgasm. Do not lose your grip."
“My lord,” Sharue sobbed.
But K'Endarra was not there for conversation. “Use your tongue for sex, not idle chit-chat,” she ordered, and she pushed deep into her slave's mouth to keep her quiet.
K'Endarra's kisses became more demanding as she approached orgasm, and then, as she came, she gripped the heads of both lovers to keep them in place as she erupted. “Oh, dear gods, yes!” she shrieked. “What pleasure! What a tongue! Eat me hard, you crotch-licking whore!"
Jendri was startled. She had not heard such abusive language to a slave since her own days, long ago, before Queen Julia of the Osterlanders had taught her and K'Endarra a valuable lesson about the love between dominant and submissive, but this was hardly the time for her to voice such an observation. Even so, she realized what was going on between K'Endarra and Sharue was much more about power than sex, and she wondered what the final resolution could possibly be.
K'Endarra finally relaxed and pushed Sharue's head away. “What a shame you can't come. Lepta, take Sharue's reward in her place. Fracta and Sharue, clean my heels."
The two miserable slaves pulled loose of the buttplug heels with relief and took rags from the shoeshine box concealed in a grand sideboard to do their duty. At the same time, Lepta began to caress herself, writhing on her knees, panting and looking up at K'Endarra with love and awe until she orgasmed and pitched forward at the Queen's feet. She waited until the royal boot-heels were clean and then kissed them.
“Good,” K'Endarra said. “Now, I have surprises for both of my wives, but Her Majesty Jendri will receive hers in private. Her Excellency V'Anekka will receive hers here. Ladies, please change places, just for this occasion."
As Jendri took the Consort's Chair, she realized how lovely and perfect V'Anekka looked on the other half of the double throne. She trembled with desire for both of the powerful women seated there.
As V'Anekka took her place, she was embarrassed at the moisture which had flooded her skirts as she observed the Queen's use of the slaves. No one else noticed or commented on it, nor was it likely they would make any remark to the woman who ranked above all but a few in the land.
“Chenta, Lepta, please support Her Excellency with your luscious backsides as she enjoys Sharue's talents,” K'Endarra instructed.
All three women were a little startled, as was Jendri, but they maintained their composure. Chenta and Lepta, although they had no choice, did not find this task very arduous, and no one really cared what Sharue thought. V'Anekka was not sure she was entitled to this service, but arguing with K'Endarra in front of anyone could land her in the mines. She raised her legs and braced her boots on the kneeling slaves, and looked down into the suffering eyes of Sharue. “Eat me, slave,” she said softly.
It was the voice of authority and Sharue recognized it as such. She bent forward into the lovely crotch V'Anekka had revealed to her and began to suck the very swollen clitoris she found there.
Instantly V'Anekka's eyes bugged out, then rolled back in her head. In a haze of bliss she vaguely remembered what T'Eldorna had said about the quality of Sharue's tongue. She white-knuckled the left arm of the throne while K'Endarra, having anticipated the reaction, held her tightly from the right.
“Slowly, Sharue,” K'Endarra instructed. “Her Excellency is not used to you."
It was pointless. V'Anekka could not hold back. Her boots jittered on the asses of the kneeling stool-slaves, and she gasped for breath and screamed as her climax lifted her right off the throne, causing her to drop roughly to the cushioned seat. It happened again and again, spine-jarring orgasms of indescribable intensity. She couldn't even say “enough,” so K'Endarra had to do it for her.
“That will do. Again, since Sharue cannot climax at the moment, Chenta can take her reward. You may proceed,” K'Endarra said.
Jendri stared in utter amazement, flooding her clothing, and realizing the chair cushion upon which she was sitting would have to be sent out for cleaning.
Chenta, in the meantime, turned and took her climax, crying aloud with relief and coming on her knees before V'Anekka. She shyly kissed the suede boots of the nearly-unconscious Marquess and withdrew to the bottom of the steps with her associates.
K'Endarra gave them a last command. “You are all dismissed except Fracta. Come forward."
Fracta crawled up the steps on her belly and waited. Once the door had closed behind the other slaves, K'Endarra said, “Kneel upright. What have you been doing with Sharue today?"
Fracta was unable to totally suppress a smile. “After we left Your Majesty, Sharue emptied the slops in the dungeon. She hauled them up to the heap behind the stables. Then she spent the afternoon spreading manure in the fields of a vegetable farm outside the gates."
“How did you get out there?” K'Endarra wanted to know.
“I rode a donkey and she walked behind it. She had a sack to collect whatever the donkey produced to use on the farm."
K'Endarra tried to suppress a smile, but she gave in to laughter. “All right, I can find no fault with that. Kiss my boots and go."
Fracta stared. She had seldom been allowed that privilege.
“Are you deaf? Do it, slave."
Fracta bowed to the floor and did the required homage, and when she looked up, tears rolled down her cheeks.
K'Endarra said. “Continue in the same manner. Dismissed."
As soon as they were alone, K'Endarra asked her wives, “Who has that Gonavian ivory dildo? The long, thick, heavy smooth one?"
Jendri answered, “I believe it is in V'Anekka's nightstand, Majesty."
“Well, let us go. V'Anekka needs help getting to her bed anyway, and I can have you there. She is drained but I can still come, easily."
Jendri stifled a sigh. She hated that dildo because it was so featureless. Even though she had no reason to expect an orgasm, she liked the coupling with her lord to be interesting and exciting enough for her to finish near climax. The Gonavian was so smooth one could barely feel it, except for its thickness and weight. Then she realized K'Endarra wanted it for that very reason: Jendri was so aroused all the time that the least touch could send her into an unauthorized climax and then there'd be hell to pay. Using this dildo, the Queen could enjoy herself while sparing her wife the anguish of struggling so hard not to come.
Together the Queens helped V'Anekka to stumble to her chambers, and there Jendri undressed her and eased her into one side of the huge bed while the Queen located what she wanted. Then Jendri undressed K'Endarra, too, and helped secure the harness with the huge, pale dildo.
K'Endarra pushed Jendri onto the bed on her back. Efficiently, she stripped her consort naked and demanded, “Off with your Jewel, young lady."
Jendri spread, worried again about the necessity of holding back, and was grateful for the practice V'Anekka had forced upon her earlier. She would manage somehow, especially if K'Endarra did not take her from the front the entire time. K'Endarra took the ruby out and handed it over, signaling Jendri to clean it and herself. When Jendri returned from the bathroom to kneel at the foot of the bed, K'Endarra was relaxing beside her second wife, who was smiling and gazing unfocused at the frescoes on the ceiling.
“Up, my love, and arrange yourself over this pile of pillows,” K'Endarra smiled. “I am most eager to begin."
Jendri put her head down and her ass in the air for her wife, and gathered the pillows under her. As long as K'Endarra took her from the rear, she was safe. First, she felt the Monarch's fingers exploring her wetness. She sighed and gripped them gently with her vaginal muscles.
“Mmmm, you are very eager, too, I see,” K'Endarra joked. “That's good, because this is one of the thickest dildoes we have, I think. Take a deep breath, darling, and let me in."
Jendri felt the enormous, round head of the thing beginning its journey into her depths, and she gasped as it opened her. She writhed slightly trying to accommodate her wife, but K'Endarra held her still. “Shhhh, love, easy now. Just accept it, loosen up, there we are, baby."
Slowly the ivory rod was pushed in. Jendri's hands clenched around the bedclothes and she hissed. She was feeling very full, and it wasn't even halfway into her. Gradually the thick, smooth dildo descended until finally Jendri had the definite impression it was lodged behind her breastbone.
“Ahhh,” K'Endarra sighed. “Very nice. You're making it vibrate, darling. You must be very excited."
“My ... clit ... burns,” the First Consort managed to choke out.
“I'm nowhere near your clit,” K'Endarra promised her. She pressed down and in to seat the dildo. “Ready? I'll go very slowly at first, until you're relaxed enough to take it. Try not to squeeze, honey."
Jendri could only gasp. With the full force and weight of her powerful wife behind the dildo, Jendri was effectively immobilized.
The dildo withdrew slightly, then K'Endarra thrust back in.
“Dear god,” Jendri moaned into the sheets.
K'Endarra built up speed, sliding in more forcefully each time. Jendri began to want it, and want it badly. Then K'Endarra began to withdraw further with each stroke, and Jendri heard her spouse's excited cries.
“Good Jendri, good Jendri. I know it's big, but it's so good. Stay loose, let it do the work, don't fight me."
“I'm not, I'm not, it's lovely. K'Endarra ... do me ... more ... like that ... oooohhhhhhh,” Jendri moaned. As she rocked with her wife to receive her thrusts, she began to perceive there was a danger. She was so long denied, so highly aroused, even this boringly smooth thing, not touching her clit directly, was exciting her tremendously. It might have been the size, the angle or the way K'Endarra was treating her, but it was very hard to resist.
“Please, K'Endarra, be careful, you're driving me wild,” Jendri begged. “It's so good, it's too good!"
“Easy, easy, you know what to do. Take deep breaths, concentrate on me,” K'Endarra warned. “Not long now, hold back a little more, Jendri. Stay focused. Don't grip it, you'll make it more difficult. Uh!"
“Are you coming?” Jendri asked anxiously. “I'm afraid, K'Endarra.” She felt split in half, yet enough of her was receiving sensations that she had to fight off the orgasm that was looming within her.
“Shhhhh, it won't ... be ... long!” K'Endarra grunted. “Oh, gods, this is so good, so intense. Yes ... yes...” her voice trailed off as she thrust faster and faster.
Jendri desperately wanted contact with her clit, but she knew if she got it, she would come without permission. She screeched into the bedclothes, biting down hard on the sheets, but even that didn't entirely muffle her helpless wailing as she struggled to please her wife, and only her wife.
“Ah ... AH! Yes! YES! Oh-oh-oh ... Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!” K'Endarra bellowed, and her thrusting went wildly out of control as she banged full force against Jendri's ass. Moving in and out uncontrollably, K'Endarra climaxed for two solid minutes, finally grinding herself in deep and holding still, her grip on Jendri's hips like a steel trap.
Jendri bounced up and down, using all her strength trying to shift the angle enough so that she didn't lose control. Just when she had given up hope and was about to surrender, K'Endarra stopped and slowly, gradually, the dildo pulled out, allowing both of them to collapse on the bed.
Jendri heaved a sigh of relief and let the warmth wash over her. She had given her lord the pleasure she demanded, and it felt fantastic. The deep throb in her clit persisted, but it was enjoyable, now that K'Endarra was satisfied. Jendri relaxed and let herself enjoy the sensations. She glanced over at V'Anekka, who winked at her, smiled and closed her eyes. Apparently she was not in any need at all. Certainly the Queen was paying her no attention.
K'Endarra moved up beside her wife and pulled her close to kiss her. Their tongues mingled and Jendri ran her fingers through the thick dark waves of the Queen's hair. “Gods, you're strong. So strong,” the Consort murmured. She pressed against K'Endarra's hip. “Mmmm, I love you so, my lord."
“Jendri, my heart,” K'Endarra whispered. She slid her fingers into Jendri and gently caressed her clitoris with her thumb. “Nice,” she said, feeling the hard little knob twitch at her touch.
Jendri swallowed hard. She put a hand on K'Endarra's bronzed shoulder. “Lover, lord, be gentle. I was very close. I would hate to disappoint you."
“I will be ever so gentle with you now, Jendri,” K'Endarra told her. “That was so good, I cannot resist more. But from the front this time. Let's get these pillows under your hips to increase your sensations."
“Darling, without the Jewel, I am helpless. Let me suck you,” Jendri begged.
“No, I want you this way,” K'Endarra said firmly, and as always, she prevailed. Gently but insistently, the Queen put her Consort on her back over the mound of pillows, and spread her legs.
“Now, don't squeeze, don't clench, don't push. Lie still. Let me do the work,” K'Endarra soothed her aroused mate. “Just relax. Let yourself go. Submit to me completely, and it will be all right. I promise you."
Dimly, Jendri's fevered brain struggled to decode the message. She was not sure if she was supposed to come or not, but she could only suppress so long and resist so far. If K'Endarra was demanding enough, she would override all of Jendri's training and will.
Again, the Gonavian dildo stretched her vagina, although the canal was so slippery now there wasn't any resistance at all. Jendri lifted up to receive it and smiled as K'Endarra moved into her, until the instrument was embedded, and they could kiss.
Jendri's clit jumped, and she threw her head back. “Ah! Ah ... K'Endarra! I am your slave. Use me. Bend me to your will."
K'Endarra smiled. “You are already bent almost in two!” She thrust in and this time, there was full clitoral contact from the protrusion at the base of the dildo.
“I can't hold back,” Jendri gasped. “K'Endarra, please, forgive me."
“Listen to me, Jendri,” K'Endarra told her. “I am going to fuck you smooth and fast, and I am going to come very deeply and very hard. All I ask is that you offer no resistance. Don't arch, don't clutch at the dildo, don't writhe. Hold me with your arms and kiss me, but keep your hips still. If you do that, I will not be angry. There will be no reason for me to be angry. Understand?"
Jendri nodded rapidly. “Yes. As you command."
“Relax under me. Let it down and in all the way. Just don't move."
“Yes, yes, K'Endarra. I so want to please you,” Jendri babbled.
“And you're doing a fine job,” K'Endarra said, and she opened Jendri's lips with her tongue, and began to move the dildo smoothly in and out. She didn't have to go as slowly as the first time, because her path was greased. She felt Jendri's efforts to remain motionless, and she smiled. The woman was nothing if not totally obedient.
Jendri panted as K'Endarra sped up. There was nothing she could do about that. And despite her stillness, the climax in her grew. Incrementally, the pressure built up as the long, thick dildo drove in and out. The two slick surfaces made a soft, wet noise like gentle waves on a fine, sandy beach and Jendri gasped. Her orgasm was imminent. She was doomed.
“My lord,” she began, “I can't—"
“Let my orgasm take you,” K'Endarra said, and she pounded her wife's pelvis like a pile driver.
Jendri went rigid. K'Endarra's climax exploded into her and drove her beyond endurance into ecstasy. She screamed and thought she felt the bed spinning around under her. She was vaguely aware of her legs beating the mattress, then locking around K'Endarra's hips.
K'Endarra's orders not to move were dissolved along with the enormous knot of sexual tension that had built inside Jendri over the past two weeks. She lost her ability to breathe normally, and consciousness abandoned her to a blaze of hot pleasure.
K'Endarra brought her around with tender kisses. “I think you may have had an orgasm, darling. I hope one was enough."
“Yes ... um ... oh, great gods, K'Endarra,” Jendri said, as her mind cleared. “Please, wait, just for a moment, listen to me. I ... I've given this some thought, you know, in case you gave me release. I know my need arouses you, right?"
“Naturally,” K'Endarra agreed.
“And ... and I'm sure I could come even more,” Jendri said.
“Don't worry, you won't,” K'Endarra assured her.
“I know, that's my very point,” Jendri said. She licked her lips and gathered herself. She had planned this speech for days. “But ... if you could stimulate me again, very hard, and bring me very close to orgasm, and stop, I would be left in tremendous need, as if I had not come, almost. I'm sure of it."
K'Endarra's eyebrow went up. “I see. Immediate arousal again, to bring you back to where you were when we began."
“Yes, my lord. Could you come again?"
“Try me,” K'Endarra smiled. “This talk of leaving you wild with desire is already having an effect. Come here.” She got up on her knees over Jendri and slid the dildo back in, letting Jendri move under her to accept its full length, and settle herself. “This time, move with me, rock, thrust, writhe, anything you want. But be sure to hold back."
“Yes, Ma'am,” Jendri said. She was more than ready. She had to do this for her beloved wife.
“Let's go.” K'Endarra thrust, and pulled back, thrust and pulled back, gauging Jendri's response.
Jendri's hips went with her, and she moaned. Another orgasm was coming. After waiting so long and getting so much stimulation, they were lined up inside her like a line of cannon waiting to fire a rolling broadside.
“Yes, excellent,” K'Endarra hissed. “Feel it, Jendri, feel your need, but don't give in. Give yourself to me. Make me come."
Together the women rocked with only one goal: another glorious orgasm for K'Endarra. Now there was nothing else but the Queen rising over her, demanding her full submission. Jendri clutched at K'Endarra's ass and helped her ram the dildo in. “Oh, gods, oh, yes,” Jendri cried. “I could come, it would be so easy. I could just let go. It's so close. I'm almost there. My gods, K'Endarra!"
“You will not. This one is mine,” K'Endarra said fiercely. “Take my come, you slut!” With that she leaned back, breaking the clitoral contact with Jendri. The Queen pressed herself hard into the base of the dildo, where her own clitoris made contact, and shimmied her hips rapidly. She left Jendri in the dust and came with all her might. “Uh ... uh ... uh ... Jendri, move! Oh ... ngggggggggg-aaaaqaahhhhhhhhhh!” K'Endarra's hips snapped in and out as she emptied herself with joy over her wife. Jendri's desperate writhing spurred her to come again, hard.
“Gods!” K'Endarra shrieked. “Good! So good! Oh, yes, Jendri! Fuck me, slut!” Even in her throes of pleasure, the Queen held Jendri's hips so that she would not come again.
Even though her consort could all but taste it, K'Endarra did not allow her to join in climax. But that, to Jendri, made K'Endarra's climax all the more intense. What she could not feel directly, she felt through her wife, and she shuddered and groaned as her wife made her feel more pleasure than a woman can feel through her own orgasm.
Gasping, K'Endarra dropped between Jendri's legs, sobbing with happiness. Jendri's need was hers again, and now she knew how to keep it that way.
“Jendri, Jendri, I am so glad I married you,” K'Endarra gasped. “Your discipline is astounding. Clean me."
Still shaking, Jendri rolled free and removed the harness from her spouse, now splayed on her back beside her second wife, who had moved over and was kissing her. Jendri took her place under K'Endarra's legs, letting the feeling of K'Endarra's satisfaction, and her own, totally engulf her. Jendri's own orgasm was now a delightful memory, replaced by the overwhelming throbbing that followed K'Endarra's last tumultuous climaxes. She moaned in fulfillment as she consumed the fluids that coated her lord's legs.
“Did you have a good time?” V'Anekka asked.
“Yes, oh, yes, my love! Did you? Did you like Sharue?” K'Endarra grinned. She already knew her answer.
“Oh, yes, she is amazing. No wonder you are doing all you can to keep her. You must have her, my lord,” V'Anekka smiled.
K'Endarra caressed Jendri's head as she licked her clean. “Jendri, what day is it?"
“It is day twelve, Lord K'Endarra,” Jendri sighed, licking her wife's thigh.
“I'm glad you can still count after all that,” K'Endarra laughed. Gently, she pulled Jendri up into her arms and kissed her. “Clean yourself and bring your Jewel."
Back in bed with the other women, Jendri spread to receive the giant ruby, gasping slightly when K'Endarra clicked it shut. “Sleep under me, now, Jendri, and remember, tomorrow is day one."

CHAPTER TWELVE
“She really must have Sharue. I wasn't kidding last night,” V'Anekka told Jendri as they ate breakfast at the small table in V'Anekka's bedroom. Jendri had knelt beside her, but V'Anekka raised her to sit at the table in order to talk.
“I never thought you were kidding. But what shall we do about it? The young woman is recalcitrant and not fit for public display. Who knows how long it might take her to get there?"
“First, we must help Fracta if we can figure out how. That comes first. If we can break Sharue to K'Endarra's bit, then we can work on building her up again. So we have to gain control of her after Fracta's work is done,” V'Anekka said.
“That would almost certainly mean a proposal from K'Endarra, and I wasn't certain you wanted Sharue here so soon,” Jendri said.
“After yesterday, I had to change my mind. K'Endarra needs constant access to her. If Sharue is left in the harem, K'Endarra will not only spend too much time with her there, but too much time away from us. Down here, we can tutor and discipline Sharue, and she will be as available to K'Endarra as we are."
“So will you encourage K'Endarra to propose?” Jendri asked.
“Not yet. We must get Sharue through the six weeks successfully first, upon which she will return to the harem. Then it is up to her to please K'Endarra as much as possible to elicit a proposal. And in the meantime, we can do some research."
“On what? I will gladly assist you, my lord."
“Asperian marital law. I am looking for a loophole,” V'Anekka told her.
After they finished, Jendri cleared the table and licked V'Anekka's plate clean without having to be told. The young Marquess smiled at her. “You really enjoyed her last night, didn't you? And you are so clever!"
“How do you mean?” Jendri inquired. “I need to bathe and dress. Will you join me?"
“Certainly. I mean, figuring out how to remain in need so she will come to you more often. Brilliant! But will it not cause discomfort?"
“Receiving her pleasure is never uncomfortable. It thrills and excites me and feels so good I could die!” Jendri exclaimed with sparkling eyes. “Will you do it, too?"
“Use you for my pleasure? Of course, now that I am used to it,” V'Anekka agreed. “Although I would like to use Sharue as well. But she is off-limits to me. Last night may have been K'Endarra's way of enlisting my assistance, but I am sure she will not permit it again."
“What happened, exactly?” Jendri wanted to know. She ran the bath and they undressed, in private. Servants would clean up later.
“You well know how K'Endarra likes to feel a lover's teeth in her cleft just before she comes. Well, Sharue's tongue is like a thousand tiny, sharp teeth all at once, all over the surface of the clit."
“T'Eldorna said ball bearings in velvet,” Jendri pointed out.
“Perhaps it feels different to different people. That was how it felt to me. Had K'Endarra not stopped Sharue, I would still be coming in her mouth."
“My goodness!"
“Yes. If I had access to her, I would have to discipline myself severely. It is no wonder K'Endarra has not been able to go a day without her,” V'Anekka sighed, slipping into the water.
“Well, she just went almost two weeks, after Sharue failed to shine her boots and was brought up on charges,” Jendri said. She took a sponge and began to wash V'Anekka all over, making the larger woman purr.
“Yes, because she was angry and Sharue could not be shown any favor during that period. I'm sure you noticed her use of us was far more strenuous until sentence was passed,” V'Anekka pointed out.
“Mmmmm, yes, it was lovely to be with her that much. But now that she has Sharue as a sex slave, we are still with her, and we have the ability to enjoy her pleasure with Sharue."
“True, but that will last only six weeks. So by then we need another plan. Now, put that down and come here. I was only able to climax once this morning before K'Endarra left us."
Jendri smiled. “Yes, Ma'am, Lord V'Anekka."
* * * *
Jendri spent the entire day working at the Ministry of Defense, making up for lost time, while V'Anekka worked at the Science Foundation and K'Endarra dealt with affairs of state. Jendri finished first and returned to the residential wing of the castle, stopping by the library for law books. She brought them upstairs to the Imperial Suite herself, not wishing to entrust the information to a servant, and was getting ready to change from her working uniform to a lounging ensemble when she thought she heard a strange noise coming from the exercise room. Loosening her cravat, she walked across the hall to investigate.
Pushing open the door, she was greeted with the sight of K'Endarra, naked on her back on the massage table. The Queen's legs were pulled up and back and the masseuse knelt on the pull-out step giving her oral sex.
“Oh, I beg pardon, Your Majesty!” Jendri said, blushing and backing out.
“No, no, come in,” K'Endarra waved. With the other hand she pushed the masseuse's head back down.
Jendri stepped in and closed the door, feeling her legs go weak. The masseuse was a slave and K'Endarra had every right to her. Jendri shuddered with desire as she watched the slave's head bobbing up and down.
K'Endarra now had both hands on the slave's head and was thrusting with her pelvis. “Mmmmmm-mmmmmm-mmmmmm-oooohhhhhh!” the Queen groaned, gifting the woman with her come. “Ahhhhhhh. All right, you may go. Do yourself in the anteroom if you wish."
The slave gathered up towels and lotions and quickly bowed her way out.
Jendri walked casually to the table. “So, do all of your massages end that way?” she teased, leaning down to kiss her wife.
“Most of them,” K'Endarra said. “It relaxes me."
“Ah, but she didn't clean you. May I?"
“Please do, darling. It's not every day I have a general lick my cunt out."
Jendri removed her cravat, opened her collar and let her thick red hair down. “There, that's better.” She folded a towel and knelt on it on the step. Carefully, because K'Endarra was sure to be sensitive, she began to collect the drops from K'Endarra's orgasm with her tongue.
“Mmmm, I'm glad you showed up when you did,” said the Queen. “You can't get decent help these days."
Jendri smiled and continued with her work. She began by actually cleaning K'Endarra gently, but slowly and deliberately, she worked in closer to her real objective. By the time she was touching her teeth lightly to the cleft of K'Endarra's domed clitoris, the Queen was too far gone to turn back.
“Damn ... I should have known you would ... oh, Jendri, please, just like that, mmmm, yes, a little harder, more uh-uh-uh ... there ... there..."
Jendri knew when to tighten her grip on the Queen. She felt K'Endarra's hips rise from the table, and the orgasm washed over her. “Oh, K'Endarra, oh, my lord!” Jendri gasped. She felt her underwear sticking to her, sticking to the Jewel, and still not absorbing everything. The heat of K'Endarra's pleasure flowed through Jendri and relaxed her as she knelt doing homage to her Queen.
“Oh, Jendri, you are such a lovely slave. Thank you,” K'Endarra sighed. “Come here and kiss me."
“Let me clean you, love, this time for real,” Jendri protested. “Really, how could you expect to get away with giving your orgasms to one slave and not another?"
“You're right, of course,” K'Endarra laughed. “I do love you. There is no woman, like you, slave or free, in my entire dominion."
“Well, then we are both unique.” Jendri rose to give K'Endarra her hand and pulled her up. They kissed deep and soft, making Jendri's insides flutter helplessly. She could taste K'Endarra's satisfaction, and sucked her tongue for more.
K'Endarra indulged her for a moment. She pressed Jendri's hips against her own, and thrust slightly to arouse her. When Jendri whimpered and clutched at K'Endarra, though, she pulled back, grinning. “Where is my robe?"
Jendri draped it over her shoulders and they walked hand in hand to the Imperial bedroom. “Hard day?” Jendri asked.
“Oh, please. Fracta brought Sharue to my office to do her duty. She is sullen, although certainly effective. But I can't waste time on slaves who only do one thing willingly."
“You must keep her, my lord. V'Anekka says the sensation of orgasm with her is like no other."
“That's true, but do you know what I want? I want a slave who pleasures me because she needs my pleasure, my affection and my approval, and who obeys me in every other thing, cheerfully. The way you do. Why can you do that, and she can't? I ... I wasn't even good to you when I first took you, and you still did it."
“I had Julia to teach me,” Jendri answered. She ran K'Endarra's bath and removed her robe, then knelt by the tub to bathe the Queen.
“As did I.” K'Endarra thought a moment. “The question is, can we teach Sharue?"
“She must be broken down first, my lord. Fracta is best suited for that, and now she has six weeks. The only problem is, reward. Does Sharue desire anything?"
“She wishes to lick me to orgasm. And she wants to come herself,” Jendri said, getting into the hot water.
“Well, have you made receiving your pleasure contingent on other obedience, and on her attitude? Don't let her between your legs until she does other things well. Then make it clear that she will not come until she first earns the right to give you pleasure. She has to take two steps to reach her goal."
“So, no more coming in Sharue's mouth until she gives other service willingly, I suppose?” K'Endarra sulked.
“My lord, if you can only give her up for a few weeks, and make her watch other slaves doing what she wants to do, you can get her to comply for the rest of your life."
K'Endarra was silent for a while. “All right. But I want one more thing from you, Jendri."
“Anything, my lord,” Jendri smiled, soaping K'Endarra's back.
“Give her the speech Julia gave you. And I will also do as Julia said. I will be more gentle with Sharue when she is obedient. Perhaps between us, and with Fracta, we can make her want to be my slave."
Jendri laughed aloud. “I can hardly imagine not wanting to be your slave."
* * * *
“We may have had a little luck today,” Jendri told V'Anekka later, and she related what had happened with K'Endarra. “I also brought up some law books,” she finished, “although I have not had a chance to look at them yet. What exactly are you looking for?"
“Just leave them to me. I'll know it when I find it,” V'Anekka said. “Go and get them, slave."
Jendri smiled and left V'Anekka's bed. K'Endarra was in the throne room with her sex slaves, attempting to implement the new plan, so V'Anekka had taken Jendri to her bed for some recreation.
“Will there be anything else, Ma'am?” Jendri asked when she brought in the books.
“No, thank you, love. Just sleep at my feet in case I want you in the morning,” V'Anekka said, picking up the top volume. “I'll look through this until I drop off. Go tidy up my bath and then you can come to bed."
Soon Jendri slid under the loosened sheets and kissed V'Anekka's feet goodnight. She hoped to speak with Sharue the next day.
* * * *
Jendri slapped the young slave sharply. “Sharue, you will not address me in that tone. I am trying to help you."
“You are not my lord,” the wiry youngster snarled.
“Am I not? Were you not my concubine at Paxverdi before I gave Her Majesty the pick of my harem, and am I not yet your Duke?” Jendri showed Sharue her own riding crop.
Sharue hung her head. “Yes, you are,” she whimpered. “Don't hit me."
Jendri sat down in her chair again. “Why are you being so difficult? You weren't this way when I selected you for my harem."
“I was a virgin then. Now I need to please my lord K'Endarra. I need her come,” Sharue whined.
“Well, you won't get it that way. This is what I am trying to tell you. Now, did you know I was a slave once?"
“I heard it,” Sharue said warily.
“'I heard it’ what?” Jendri prompted.
“I heard it, my lord,” Sharue said, looking down.
“And look where I am now. I share the throne with the Queen, and you are on the floor in an iron chastity belt,” Jendri said, but gently. “Now, be silent and I will tell you how to get your Lord K'Endarra's come."
Sharue shook her hair back and looked up. “Why would my lord the Duke help me?” she wanted to know.
“Because I wish to please my lord the Queen, too, and she wants you. If I can deliver a loving and obedient slave, she will be pleased with me. So listen well. Otherwise, you will never receive her orgasms again, and you won't come with her, either."
Sharue sighed. “Yes, my lord."
Jendri nodded and put the crop aside. With her boot she pushed the young slave from her knees to her ass on the marble floor. “Sit, Sharue. It's a long story."

CHAPTER THIRTEEN
“How did your little session with Sharue go?” V'Anekka wanted to know that evening as they dressed for dinner. K'Endarra was taking them to the harem after they ate, both to enjoy herself and remind Sharue of what she was missing.
“Well, without revealing too much about our private slavery, and nothing of the Jewel, of course, I let her know that the way to K'Endarra's heart is absolute, passionate, submission. She has a natural bent toward it already. She's always talking about needing to please K'Endarra, which is good. But she has to please her in all things, not just sex, and she has to disregard her own needs."
“Or else,” V'Anekka finished for her.
“Precisely."
“I sincerely hope she conforms. If not, K'Endarra will be severely disappointed."
Jendri looked at her sister-wife. “I don't intend to let that happen."
As the three women settled in for dinner, the dominants at the table and Jendri on her knees on the floor, V'Anekka asked K'Endarra, “What do you have planned for Sharue this evening?"
“Marathon boot-shining. She and Fracta will take every pair of boots from my closet under the supervision of my valet, and they will go to the exercise room and shine them all night, or until we come back. In fact, if they have time left over, they can do yours as well. Then they will do all our shoes and boots whenever we go out until every pair is gleaming."
“We will never wear them enough to need that much shining,” Jendri observed.
“I have a back-up plan. If all of ours are shined and Sharue is still serving her sentence, I will send her to the officers’ quarters to do theirs."
“Humiliating,” V'Anekka smiled. “I approve."
“But what will I shine?” Jendri protested with a laugh.
“You will shine my boots with your pussy, and Sharue will clean them afterwards,” K'Endarra reassured her. “You will not be deprived."
“Thank you, my lord,” Jendri said, licking K'Endarra's fingers. In addition to serving them and cleaning up after them, she also served as a human finger-bowl and napkin.
V'Anekka passed Jendri some leftover salad and Jendri ate it from the floor. Then she rose to serve their second course, and licked all the plates from the first course while her mistresses enjoyed themselves. Jendri always returned her own plates to the table to make the setting look normal when the servants cleared the room later on. She did not eat at the table unless they dined in public or had guests.
Once the Queen Regnant and Marquess had finished the fourth course, Jendri served dessert and consumed all the leavings, leftovers and crumbs that remained for her. The usual procedure was for her to serve the dominants the best portions of everything, since there was enough for three, and then she licked their plates clean at their feet after each course. If she was still hungry, she could take the less palatable leftovers for herself, eating them from her own plates at K'Endarra's feet. Jendri always found herself aroused by eating next to the Queen's boots, and so had no desire to eat the better food at the table as an equal. In her mind, she was no such thing, and felt fortunate to make a meal of foods not good enough for Her Majesty and Her Excellency.
“Ten minutes to clean up, Jendri,” K'Endarra said, rising from the table. “Leave the rest for the servants after you lick our plates."
“Yes, my lord,” Jendri nodded.
V'Anekka bent and stroked Jendri's hair on her way out of the dining room. “Thank you, darling,” she smiled.
Jendri shuddered. V'Anekka's kind condescension worked better than cruelty or neglect to keep the slave-consort in her place.
Diabolical K'Endarra! She made her eight remaining concubines team up in pairs and compete by fucking each other for the privilege of lying with her. Jendri and V'Anekka timed the teams from their positions on the couches. Whichever team held back the longest from coming was the winner, and by the time the Queen had watched all this anguished pleasuring, she was more than ready to receive the triumphant pair. She disappeared with them into the curtained enclosure and used them while all the others waited, listening, on the couches around the room. This ensured that every concubine and the Queen came, although the consorts were denied.
To prevent coming without her lord's permission, V'Anekka lay apart from all of the other women, twisting and turning on silken pillows as she listened to her wife's climaxes with the lucky concubines. If K'Endarra decides to stay the night, V'Anekka thought, I will die.
However, K'Endarra was interested in checking on Sharue and so she completed her visit in less than three hours, escorting her wives back down to the Imperial apartments.
“Give your Lord V'Anekka pleasure, Jendri, and by the time she has come and I am ready for bed, I will be able to take her again before we go to sleep,” K'Endarra directed.
V'Anekka sighed with relief and took Jendri to the carpet before the fireplace in K'Endarra's bedroom and coupled with her while the Queen dropped in on her slaves and then prepared for bed. “Only once,” the Marquess gasped, straddling Jendri's face. “I want to be able to come again in her bed."
Jendri understood this subtle reference to the difference in their positions. Only V'Anekka, as K'Endarra's favorite wife, had the privilege of climax in the monarch's bed. On another level, V'Anekka was surely aware that her days as the favorite were numbered, and she wanted to enjoy them as much as possible before Sharue took her place between K'Endarra's legs. Jendri didn't blame her. Losing her right to come in the Imperial bed had been the hardest of all the changes she had had to accept when K'Endarra took a second wife. Yet, Jendri was more satisfied every day and had learned to love her loss of privileges.
“Yes, Jendri, lick ... lick hard ... oh, dear, god ... yes ... mmmmm ... uh ... oh ... oooohhhhhhh ... OOOOOHHHHHHHH ... OH OH OH!!” V'Anekka shrieked, thrusting furiously into the mouth of her friend and slave. “Yes! Stop! I must save ... myself ... for K'Endarra,” V'Anekka moaned. She rolled away to lie before the fire, and remained still while Jendri cleaned her.
Jendri ached almost continually now, but harder, of course, when she was engaged in sex without coming. She happily completed her duties to V'Anekka and lay beside her, awaiting K'Endarra's orders.
“Better freshen up, Jendri,” K'Endarra called. “Get into bed, V'Anekka."
Both wives jumped to obey, and when Jendri returned from the bathroom, K'Endarra was seated on the edge of her bed with V'Anekka lying behind her. Next to the Queen were the spreader bar, the collar, nipple clamps, wrist restraints and the gold chain. Without being told, Jendri went and knelt before her wife, bowing her head.
K'Endarra made no comment, but tipped Jendri's chin up and kissed her warmly, drawing an immediate gasp. While they kissed, K'Endarra collared her and teased Jendri's nipples to hardness. Tenderly, carefully, the Queen screwed the clamps into place.
“I don't want this to hurt, love. I just want your nipples to stay erect and sensitive. All right so far?"
“Y-y-y-yes, my lord,” Jendri stammered, trembling on her knees. She felt her juices running down her thighs.
“Now you may pleasure me. V'Anekka, touch yourself slowly. Keep yourself ready for me."
Jendri slid her hands under K'Endarra's lovely ass and lifted the royal twat toward her mouth. She leaned into the succulent cleft and took the swollen exterior clitoris in her mouth. Arrows of desire shot through Jendri's nipples and clit, and, although K'Endarra had used her concubines, she swelled and tightened immediately and pressed for more.
All three women moaned softly as K'Endarra used her First Consort. Gently she rocked with her kneeling wife, enjoying her expert lips and tongue. She held back slightly to enjoy it longer, and then she relaxed and climaxed more for Jendri than for herself, as she could come for herself almost anytime. But she knew what her wife needed and she gave it to her.
“Oooohhhhhhhh, yes, darling slave, that's enough for now,” K'Endarra sighed. She sat up and kissed Jendri deeply to reward her, then shackled her wrists in front of her, helped her lie back and spread her thighs with the bar. Last came the thick gold chain. K'Endarra clipped it first to the loop on the spreader, then to the setting of the Jewel. Next she attached it to Jendri's wrists, threaded it through loops on the collar and one nipple clamp then behind Jendri's head around the leg of her bed, and finally to the second nipple clamp.
Jendri writhed slightly, and found any movement stimulated her pleasure centers. “Oh, K'Endarra!” she exclaimed. “I don't dare move, but I can't help it!"
K'Endarra grinned down at her. “Enjoy. Once I am done, you may release yourself and go into my closet to polish the boots V'Anekka and I wore tonight. Plenty of room in there since my slaves have all the rest out. Get ready for bed quietly, and sleep at my feet in the chains but not the spreader. Get up early enough to lick me out with your tongue."
“Yes, of course. Does my lord not wish to gag me?” Jendri asked.
“No. I want to hear you, my darling,” K'Endarra smiled.
“Thank you, my lord,” Jendri said. She was trying to hold still, but her entire body twitched with anticipation of what she was about to hear and feel.
K'Endarra got into bed with V'Anekka and gestured to her to turn around. “Both ends, my love,” growled the Queen. “I know you like that."
V'Anekka couldn't crawl to the headboard fast enough. There, K'Endarra shackled her and let her watch while she slid on a harness and chose several dildoes.
“Please,” V'Anekka begged, licking her lips. “Do me. Do me, K'Endarra. I need your come, too."
“So, your own orgasm doesn't matter?” K'Endarra said, choosing a carved ebony item. She also selected a larger ivory corkscrew style and an Osterlander to follow.
V'Anekka noticed the club-like dildo and felt her canal twitching. It was almost as if she hadn't recently come with Jendri. “Not as much as yours. We are all like that. Our own needs pale beside our need to please you, my lord."
K'Endarra smiled. “Don't worry. You will please me, darling. And to make it better for you, I will pay no attention to your needs, so that your orgasms will depend entirely on mine."
V'Anekka nodded, “Yes, please. Do me for yourself. I only want to feel your strength and satisfaction. Please, my lord."
“Hush, darling, I promise to come well for you. Now, move with me."
On the floor, out of their line of sight, Jendri twitched uncontrollably. Each sigh, each gasp, each cry from the lovers made her hips jerk of their own free will. The burning under the Jewel was insatiable. Jendri wondered often, at times like this, why she didn't simply catch fire spontaneously and incinerate herself with desire.
“Please, K'Endarra, go in deep. You will not hurt me,” V'Anekka groaned. “Please."
“I am just opening you for the larger dildoes, darling,” K'Endarra promised. “I will go all the way in whenever you can take it."
“Oh, gods, yes, I want it, the big one, all the way in,” V'Anekka whimpered. She pushed back against the Queen. “Just use me hard, and come hard, my lord. Oh!"
“Hard enough?” K'Endarra inquired. “That is the ebony all the way up your ass. Want more?"
“Ram me. I know you like to,” V'Anekka said, “Don't hold back. I need it!"
K'Endarra snapped her hips forward and elicited a series of yelps from her wife. She pinned V'Anekka's shoulders and plowed the length of her anus deeply and thoroughly, making V'Anekka bite at the ornate headboard in frustration. K'Endarra's came on her final thrust, grinding into her wife mercilessly.
Jendri, too, was moving and because of all the ways she was chained to herself, she caused herself exquisite discomfort. “Oh, yes! Please do her!” the consort cried from the floor. “I am so hot! I need it so bad. Don't stop, K'Endarra. Make her scream!"
K'Endarra laughed, coming loudly in harmony with the begging of her wives. Just as K'Endarra was finishing, V'Anekka began to climax, but K'Endarra pulled the dildo out, interrupting her.
“Aaaaaaaggggggggghhhhhhhhh!” V'Anekka screamed, jerking her hips futilely back and forth. “No, not like that! Don't leave me! I can't feel my orgasm! My lord, pleeeeeeease!"
Even Jendri gasped at K'Endarra's indifference. She cried out on V'Anekka's behalf, “My lord! Touch her! Deprive me all you wish, but not V'Anekka! Please!"
K'Endarra ignored both of them and changed dildoes, going into V'Anekka's vagina from the rear with the ivory corkscrew. V'Anekka stopped screaming for about a second, realized she was still coming after all, started screaming again, and would have collapsed from the internal impact of her next climaxes had it not been for the headboard on which she had a death grip.
Then, because of her own sensitivity to orgasm, K'Endarra immediately climaxed again, and was forced to hold on for dear life instead of changing dildoes as she had intended. Fortunately, the internal swiveling mechanism of the ivory corkscrew gave them such delightfully intense sensations they hardly cared. Their final orgasm occurred in perfect harmony, as it had so often in the harem over the years, and then as marital partners.
Jendri couldn't help but join their chorus of passion. In fact, her cries were more passionate, as much as she loved them and as much as she was willing to sacrifice to please them.
And when the two dominant women had recovered from their mutual pleasures, they were properly appreciative of Jendri's situation and need. “Bring her up here,” K'Endarra said to V'Anekka. “Leave the chains on but take the spreader off."
“But my lord,” Jendri gasped as V'Anekka helped her up. “I must see to your boots!"
“Darling, I have plenty, and right now, I want only to hold you. So be still,” K'Endarra soothed her. “Come here. Do as I tell you, and I'll give you a nice, gentle bootfuck tomorrow. You can pleasure me and shine them, too."
“Oh, K'Endarra, thank you,” Jendri sighed, letting the others help her into bed. The warmth of their satisfaction enveloped her quickly, and in their embrace she began to relax, but the Queen had other ideas.
“V'Anekka, enter her gently from behind. Two fingers,” said K'Endarra. “And you, wife, will kiss me,” she breathed against Jendri's lips.
Jendri's cry of desire was smothered by the Queen, and, sandwiched between the two stronger women, her writhing was equally limited. The sensations were thrilling and overwhelming, and even as her body sought release, Jendri's mind knew better than to come, nor did she really want to. She understood what was expected of her, and she did it. She suppressed her orgasm, even though the Jewel made it extremely difficult to come, and she passionately squeezed V'Anekka's fingers and returned K'Endarra's kisses, moaning with all the pleasure she was allowed to feel. They permitted her to approach the edge of ecstasy, absorbing the shuddering of her body with gentle kisses and caresses.
Gradually the demanding fingers were withdrawn and K'Endarra eased back. “That's my good, submissive wife. Now let's all go to sleep, and tomorrow, your needs to serve will be indulged, I promise."

CHAPTER FOURTEEN
During the night, Jendri found herself too warm and slipped out from between her lovers. After she freshened up in the bathroom, she slid into the foot of the bed instead, and fell immediately back to sleep. As usual, the throbbing in her loins had diminished and she felt no discomfort.
In the morning, however, K'Endarra immediately set about driving her mates wild again.
“Into the bathroom with both of you, and right back out!” K'Endarra cried, ripping the covers from the bed. “I want to play."
K'Endarra was quick to attach Jendri to the headboard with chains and spreader, throwing in a dildo for good measure. She then proceeded to fuck V'Anekka's brains out, just short of letting her come. Finally the Queen pulled back from V'Anekka and straddled Jendri's face for her final orgasm. She threw her head back and made the headboard thump the wall as she drove deeply into Jendri's mouth.
“Use her,” K'Endarra ordered V'Anekka, when she was finished.
V'Anekka needed no further urging, as her need was extreme. She quickly mounted the helpless, twitching Queen Consort and had her way. “Suck my clit. Do me. Do me!” the Marquess demanded, pumping hard as the Queen had done.
Jendri squirmed, her need exquisite but her desire to please overriding her personal needs. She gave V'Anekka as good as K'Endarra ever got, and soon she was awash in the pleasures of the younger dominant. When V'Anekka had finished her orgasms, she remained on Jendri's face so that the Queen Consort could clean her and then she dismounted her slave and moved aside for K'Endarra.
The Queen Regnant approved. “Excellent use of my First Consort, darling. I believe she's happiest when kept busy. As for you, boot fuck this evening,” K'Endarra reminded Jendri as she undid the restraints. “Oh, and both of you, I want to play with my slaves after lunch. Meet me in my private throne room."
Jendri and V'Anekka, and even the Queen, hastened to their morning duties in order for the people to see them hard at work and not think they had no interests other than pleasure. K'Endarra's realm was vast, and as she had discovered earlier in her reign, to leave its administration entirely to others was to invite disaster. Following Jendri's example and advice, the Queen now made a habit of unannounced visits to various institutions and offices. Today she would visit the Admiralty, and who knew? She might acquire a new sex slave as a result of her discoveries there. Stranger things had certainly happened.
The Queen remained at the Admiralty for lunch and then joined her wives and sex slaves in the throne room. She had seen many interesting and attractive women at the naval headquarters and thus was eager to relieve the sexual tension caused by her observations.
“A variation on musical slaves today,” she announced. “Fracta and Sharue will put my buttplug boots on me. Then, I want Sharue on the frame. Fracta, you make sure she has something like a dildo in her when she goes up there. The handle of a whip will do. The other three will play musical boots. And I will kiss each of my wives in turn as I come. V'Anekka, you first."
V'Anekka was already trembling as she took the left side of the double throne. She knew she would come while kissing K'Endarra. The only punishment for that was separation, and she could not live without her queen. She wanted to come, badly, every time she was with her lord, but if K'Endarra ever caught on and cut her off from observing her pleasure with other women, the isolation would kill her, V'Anekka was sure.
Jendri sank to V'Anekka's chair, her heart pounding. She couldn't wait to see K'Endarra come to her slaves’ tongues. Because she did not have exclusive access to her wife, Jendri always wanted her and never became sated, bored or complacent. She squeezed her legs together tightly over her Jewel, gripped the arms of the chair tightly and waited for the excitement to begin.
The slaves obeyed the Queen's commands. As she bound Sharue into the rack, Fracta told her protege, “Praise her orgasms, you fool! Show her some submission. You don't know how lucky you are.” Then, the older slave took not one whip, but two, and slid the handles through the waste opening into both of Sharue's aching holes, making her buck and scream.
“Good start,” Fracta said to her. “Keep it up. Remorse and begging will get us both out of these damned belts, so don't waste your chances."
Soon Chenta was carefully guiding the buttplug heels of K'Endarra's terrible boots into the anuses of Lepta and Fracta. She could not afford to be rough, as one of those heels would be in her own ass soon enough. She dreaded and longed for the Queen's heels at once. The sensations were deeply stimulating, and the denial or delay of release excruciating, as the moans of the slaves demonstrated, and the Queen had not even set her heels firmly yet. Determined to concentrate on nothing but K'Endarra's pleasure, Chenta knelt between the Queen's legs and waited for the signal to begin.
With a mischievous grin, K'Endarra twisted the buttplugs in the asses of her sex slaves. Both clenched their fists and gasped, and both arched up to receive more. The heels plunged in deeply in response. K'Endarra rotated both heels as if driving in screwdrivers and thus elicited cries of agony. By now all four slaves were dripping lubricants on the marble floor. Sharue particularly was producing thick drops of honey to indicate her desire for the Queen.
“What a waste,” K'Endarra remarked. “A slave in a chastity belt does very little good. I can feel her need from here, but everything else she could do is lost."
“Not entirely, my lord. Look at her nipples,” V'Anekka groaned.
“Gods! They do stand out. I like that,” K'Endarra agreed. “Now, Chenta. Do your duty like a good girl."
Chenta needed no further prodding. She knew she would have mere minutes to please her lord before changing with one of the boot slaves. She bent forward into K'Endarra's crotch and began to lick her magnificent genitalia. The enormous ruby-red dome of the Queen's clit throbbed in the slave's mouth, and K'Endarra's hand came down on the back of Chenta's neck. Holding the slave in place was unnecessary. Only the Queen's command would have caused Chenta to withdraw, but it was a reflex the monarch couldn't help.
Since Jendri was a mere spectator at this point, it was her duty to time the slaves and every three minutes, she reminded them to change places. Each entry of buttplug heels into aching holes brought forth moans and gasps of desire. And as K'Endarra's arousal grew, the heels went in deeper. She was devouring her younger wife's mouth as she pressed into Lepta's lips. Fracta's hands were pressed flat to the floor as she provided the resistance the Queen needed to stay in place on her throne while being pleasured.
It only took one round of sucking before the Queen climaxed in Fracta's mouth. The former soldier squealed in desperation as she felt the only orgasm she was permitted. The depth of the Queen's ecstasy was not lost on her and she struggled to claim every drop of sweetness the Queen pumped out as she came. Fracta was always on the verge of coming, but never could due to her peculiar bondage. Sometimes she beat on the chastity belt with her fists, but when sucking the Queen, she couldn't. Instead she writhed and moaned on her knees, longing for release. And now, possibly, it was within her grasp.
On the rack, Sharue shrieked in her own agony of frustration. She not only could not come, she could not receive K'Endarra's orgasm. The young woman jerked against the cuffs that held her, certain she was dying. Then she remembered.
“Oh, my Queen! What a beautiful climax! Just seeing it fills me with gratitude!” It sounded stilted but Fracta had coached her to use these flowery phrases. And Sharue knew she had a long way to go if she hoped ever to share the Queen's bed again. “Your orgasms are like a sunrise over the mountains."
Had her mouth not been full of K'Endarra's tongue, V'Anekka would have laughed. She had enough trouble concealing her own climax from her wife as it was, so that she was reluctant to call any other attention to herself. So far K'Endarra had taken all V'Anekka's cries and movements as involuntary responses to the royal orgasm, rather than incidents of personal pleasure. Even so, one thing V'Anekka never had to fake was need for climax in private after the slaves were gone. God help her if K'Endarra ever realized she had almost always come already!
“The heat of your orgasms is making me melt!” Sharue shrieked, and although it sounded impossibly contrived, she really did feel that way. Six weeks in the belt except to bathe was incredibly cruel, and if Sharue could help it, she would never endure such discomfort again. She didn't know how Fracta had avoided going mad for over two years.
“Change with V'Anekka,” K'Endarra told Jendri, “and give her the timer."
Both wives lurched across the top of the dais, one overcome with need, the other with pleasure she had to hide. V'Anekka accomplished this with relative ease, as she could make pleasure look like need if the situation demanded it. K'Endarra need never learn exactly why her second wife was moaning.
Immediately K'Endarra embraced her senior wife and the slaves changed positions again. Chenta was the lucky winner of the Queen's next orgasm and even as she ate the swollen organ she all but wept with happiness and relief. Now she would also be permitted to come and kiss the royal boots. Juices ran unchecked down her chin to be savored later. Finally the Queen pushed the slave out of her crotch and all the women sagged, panting from their various exertions.
“My lord Queen,” Sharue moaned, “Please, have mercy."
“When you are deserving, you shall have it,” K'Endarra said. “And it is my hope that will happen soon. Do as Fracta tells you, and next time you may feel my heel.” She turned to her wives, “Are you ready? Chenta and Lepta, you may make your obeisance by doing yourselves. Be quick!"
The two unfettered slaves threw themselves at the Queen's feet and manipulated their aching pussies frantically. In moments, both had come and fallen over to kiss the Queen's boots, making her laugh. “Fracta, you may kiss these boots as well, remove them and have Sharue polish them. You others, put the normal ones back on so I can take my wives to my chambers."
Fracta crawled to the Queen's feet and gave her the respect she demanded, and served her as required. She then hauled herself down the steps to kneel with the other slaves. Once the Queen was gone, she would see to Sharue.
But the Queen made a slight detour over to the frame in which her lovely concubine hung suspended. She twisted the whip handles inside the wriggling woman until Sharue squealed, and K'Endarra smiled. “Remember, my little one. Remember, and learn passion is useless without submission."
“Yes, my lord,” Sharue sobbed.
“Good."
The two royal consorts followed their spouse out of the small throne room and down the hall. What Fracta did with Sharue next was no concern of theirs.
* * * *
“K'Endarra, please, please take me!” V'Anekka gasped, falling at her wife's feet in the Imperial bedchamber.
“Certainly. darling. Get a stool so you can ride."
“V'Anekka, I will get the stool,” Jendri said quickly, and the First Consort soon placed it before the Queen, who seated herself on the end of her bed and planted her boot firmly for her Second Consort.
V'Anekka collapsed on it with a desperate cry and began to rub her swollen clit on the Queen's leather. “Oh, please, K'Endarra, my lord, let me come, oh, gods, I need you, have mercy,” she babbled.
“Do it, bootfucker,” the Queen ordered her wife. “Do it, and once you have come, Jendri will ride, too, and then lick it off. It will drive her mad."
But Jendri was unable to wait. Instead, she lay down on the floor and began to lick K'Endarra's other boot.
K'Endarra didn't object. “If you are going to do that, wife, you may as well caress your Jewel at the same time. Go on, play with it."
Jendri reached between her thighs to grip the ruby, gasped and sighed, and then returned to her boot-licking, writhing even harder than before. “Thank you, my liege, oh, gods, let me always lick your boots,” Jendri groaned.
“I love you, K'Endarra, my lord, my life! I am coming, please let me finish, Please. I beg you!” V'Anekka wailed.
“Ride it, boot slut, if you want to come,” the Queen sneered down at her. “You may be noble but to me you're nothing but a slave."
“Ai! Ai! Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!” V'Anekka screamed. She began to fall over with the force of her climax but the Queen caught her and held her in place.
“Now, the other boot,” K'Endarra demanded, before V'Anekka could even catch her breath. “And you, slut-wife,” she addressed Jendri. “Roll over.” The Queen pulled V'Anekka up to reposition her on the other boot and rolled Jendri over with the first boot, now covered with V'Anekka's juices. She kicked the First Consort's legs apart and put her heel on the ruby.
Jendri shrieked and humped up into the bootheel that pinned her to the floor. “Oh, yes, yes, thank you, yes, please, please, please...” Jendri panted and jerked, her eyes rolling back in her head.
V'Anekka watched and moaned. “How can she tolerate that?"
“Never mind that. Fuck my leather, slut,” K'Endarra ordered. At the same time she was opening her pants again. She would demand pleasure from both her wives in payment for the ecstasy she was giving them.
V'Anekka was already rubbing her still-engorged dome along the second boot. “Oooooohhhhh, ooooohhhhh, Lord K'Endarra,” V'Anekka looked up into her wife's eyes.
“Say it,” K'Endarra prompted.
“I worship you,” V'Anekka gasped.
“It feels better when you say so, doesn't it? If only Sharue could grasp the concept,” K'Endarra said, bouncing her wife on her instep. “More, darling."
“I worship you! I have no choice!” V'Anekka cried out. “You make me worship you. Your boots pull orgasms from me!"
“Good, my sweet. I want you to be happy. Come, love. Come hard so Jendri can enjoy cleaning my leather,” K'Endarra said fondly. She ground her heel into her First Wife's vagina and was pleased with the involuntary spasms she drew from the helpless Consort.
“Make her come!” Jendri cried. “Let me feel it. I want to feel her come, too!"
“You heard her, V'Anekka. Your climax, woman!” the Queen snapped and, against her boots, both wives screamed, one in pleasure, the other in desire so intense she thought she might die from it.
Jendri was lost in her contemplation of K'Endarra's power over her, the power which was every source of pleasure and torture, which to Jendri were one and the same. “Ooooooohhhh, K'Endarra. Let me please you. Use me, and come on me, my love, please."
“Hold on until V'Anekka is done, my love, and I will make use of both of you,” K'Endarra purred. She had plans, as always. She waited until V'Anekka was limp over her boot, and then she made her demands.
“Jendri, you may mount. Rub on my leather, but remember, you are forbidden climax. V'Anekka, get into bed and rest."
Carefully, Jendri sank onto the boot of her lord and wife. “Oh! Oh! Oh, by the gods!” the First Consort gasped.
“Slowly,” K'Endarra advised.
“I ... I know I cannot come, because of the Jewel but it is so ... intense!” Jendri babbled.
“Take deep breaths and enjoy it, my darling. In fact,” K'Endarra leaned down and they kissed deeply while Jendri writhed luxuriously on the fine leather.
“Oh, please ... K'Endarra ... don't stop,” Jendri whimpered. “It brings me so close ... it's so good ... ah! Let me pleasure you."
The Queen smiled broadly at that. Even in her desperation her wife preferred K'Endarra's orgasms to her own. “Slow down gradually and stop, love. Take your time, and then I will share my pleasure with you."
“Yes ... yes...” Jendri groaned. She controlled her rocking and sliding until she was still and panting with the keenness of her need.
“That's my good girl,” K'Endarra crooned, embracing her lover. “Now, Jendri, get against the headboard. I will shackle your nipples. V'Anekka, since you are exhausted, all you need do is lie against my boots and brace me as I fuck my First Wife."
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 again. 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,” The 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."
“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 slave 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 take 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.
“Why is that?” Jendri asked.
“That is a secret, which I will reveal to you and K'Endarra as soon as she lets us know of her plans. You have had your little secret; now I will have mine. Mmmmm, darling, you excite me with your greedy mouth. Finish me and do your duty with K'Endarra's boots in my closet. After that you may sleep at my feet if you want."
“Yes, Excellency. I will gladly receive your pleasure,” Jendri said, and she sucked at the luscious dome of K'Endarra's favorite wife until she screamed as the Queen had in the mouth of her slave.
“Good girl, Jendri,” V'Anekka approved. As she dropped off to sleep, Jendri went to do the bidding of her dominants, and to enjoy the incessant throbbing of her own clit in its prison under her Jewel.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
“Before Fracta leaves, I wish to see her in that suite, along with Sharue and you, my darlings,” the Queen announced that night over a late supper. “I have a theory I wish to pursue."
“What sort, my lord?” V'Anekka inquired brightly.
“It is somewhat scientific. I will need your help especially. Have you some sort of small measuring instruments?” the Queen asked.
“I will make arrangements to have some ready for you,” V'Anekka promised. “And when do you plan to release Sharue from her belt?"
“After Fracta leaves, I will escort Sharue to the harem and take it off her myself. They will clean her for me and I will return to use her later. T'Eldorna will see to it that the young lady does not climax before I arrive to take her."
“How will you take her?” Jendri asked from her place on the floor. “Do you have special plans for that?"
K'Endarra smiled at her. “I do. I plan to have her alone. She has suffered a great deal of torment and humiliation these past weeks. Our joining will be very emotional for her and I do not wish to hurt her self-esteem further. This should be a healing time for our relationship."
V'Anekka said quickly, “Then before you do that, there is something of which you should be aware, my lord."
K'Endarra raised an eyebrow. “Is there?"
V'Anekka plowed on before she lost her courage. “Yes. I have been anticipating this moment, and I feel you should be aware of a provision in Asperian marital law. It isn't invoked often, but it has its uses, and you may find it useful in your relationship with Sharue."
“Proceed,” the Queen directed, letting Jendri lick her fingers clean.
V'Anekka took a deep breath. “There is a legal, but not sanctified form of marriage. One need not go before the priests, and it is easier to dissolve. However, it may also be replaced with a sanctified marriage at a later date."
“I have never heard of it,” the Queen said thoughtfully.
“It is rare. In fact, it is archaic. As nearly as I can tell, it was used in power struggles to reserve an heir by marrying them to a surrogate spouse to prevent an unwanted alliance with a more powerful house. Once the crisis passed and a better match was available, the marriage could be dissolved."
“Really,” the Queen mused.
“Another use for it was to deal with the tendency for teenagers to marry in haste. Their parents would consent to the civil marriage with the proviso that they could sanctify it when they reached legal age. In case of incompatibility, both partners were still available to marry again. There are few, if any legal rights for either party. A civil marriage simply allows them to be intimate without ruining anyone's reputation."
Jendri stopped licking plates to speak up. “Then why is it rare? It seems to me it would solve the same rash or hasty marriage problem anyone might anticipate today."
“Because it's no longer considered very nice, or as a way to protect anyone. It's really rather an insult,” V'Anekka explained. “Or it's seen as a way to be intimate without getting properly married, in which one person is taking advantage of the other, or one person is seen as too immature. However, it is still legal, and my lord, if you want to properly train Sharue to be a royal wife, you can't do it with her in the harem."
“But I would look like a mean, dirty old woman,” K'Endarra protested.
“Perhaps, if that was all you did. But you could also have a contract that settles enough on Sharue to make it fair and worthwhile. Should anything go wrong, she could sever the relationship and be a woman of substance, and you would not have to keep her if you found her insufficient. She could remarry and so could you, without any scandal."
“It is certain she cannot be in my apartments unless we are engaged,” K'Endarra said. “It is also certain she cannot learn to be my wife anywhere else. And if I were to marry her outright at any time soon, she would not be fit to be seen in public as my wife. But all this begs a certain question."
“What is that, my lord?” V'Anekka asked.
“I cannot marry another wife without your agreement. Yes, legally, I can do as I please. Practically, however, I cannot have my senior wives jealous of a junior one, or hating me or wanting to leave me. I would not break anyone's heart. I would not marry her unless you agree without any coercion or fear. Is that what you are both saying?"
“Please, my lord,” Jendri spoke up, caressing K'Endarra's high boot. “Take her as your wife so we can all enjoy your pleasure with her, if that is what you wish to do. You may, of course, keep her as a concubine, or send her away, or anything else you please. But we want you to be happy. Unless you are happy, we are not."
V'Anekka added, “I was not always sure, but once you let me feel her tongue, I knew you must have her. The way to keep any marriage vibrant is variety of many kinds. We cannot have you wondering and wishing and resentful. Take her and enjoy her for all of us, Lord Queen."
K'Endarra looked at her wives, overcome by their selflessness. She tried several times to speak, but was unable. Finally, she bent and kissed Jendri deeply, then rose and pulled V'Anekka to her in a strong embrace. “If I do this,” she whispered, “it will indeed be for all of us, and not myself alone.” She stroked Jendri's head, which rested against her hip. “You know my needs. If I take her, I will leave her training to you, so that none will be neglected and all receive the satisfaction they need."
“Please, darling. When you are ready, bring her here,” V'Anekka begged, kneeling beside Jendri. “Your engagement can be lengthy, and then, with a civil wedding, you will have all the flexibility you need."
K'Endarra nodded. “I will certainly consider it. But now, because you are so loving, and I am recovered from this afternoon, come to my bed. As I intend to spend tomorrow with Sharue, I want to leave you both happy and satisfied.” She gave them her hands and helped them rise, escorted them to her chambers and kicked the door firmly shut.
* * * *
“Gods, I still don't believe she let me come,” Jendri moaned, curled in V'Anekka's arms. They were in V'Anekka's bed, because K'Endarra had left them for the day. “That is my record so far, seventeen days. Except for when I was first pierced."
“And such a response with such a tiny clit!” V'Anekka teased. “But when she took the Jewel out, I knew she would make you climax. She was in an excellent mood last night."
“Thanks to you,” Jendri said, kissing V'Anekka's fingertips, “for telling her she has options about marrying Sharue. At any rate, tiny clit or not, it feels marvelous when she touches me, no matter if I come."
“Wasn't that funny this morning, measuring all of us?” V'Anekka mused. “With calipers! And ascertaining Sharue had not come with Fracta."
“Fracta is too shrewd and practical to lose such an opportunity. And didn't she look well in that uniform?"
“She did. You have a loyal vassal for life,” V'Anekka said.
“I am certain of it. As to K'Endarra, I wonder if she is trying to prove to herself that she is having the best orgasms of all,” Jendri laughed. “She certainly has the most enormous clitoris, and that is only the part we can see!"
“I must say, you may be getting more sensation for your surface area than the rest of us. Even Fracta was large compared to you, and Sharue was twice your size."
“But you are all variations of Asperian; even Sharue is closer to Asperian than Obdurian, genetically. I wonder if clitoris size has anything to do with the status of women, as the highest ranking royal is most tremendous.” Jendri remarked. “But you are right. When I come I am sometimes afraid I will have a heart attack or go blind. Not that I would not die happy in her arms."
“Don't be silly! Your health is robust. Your years as a soldier have served you well,” V'Anekka protested.
“One needs the constitution of an ox to keep up with her,” Jendri agreed. “When I saw her put that Osterlander in her harness I thought I was doomed. You know what that feels like."
“Ah, yes,” V'Anekka sighed. “It is a fantasy of mine to be drilled all night by her wearing it."
“Well, even though I wasn't, I feel as though I was. I am sore,” Jendri sighed. “Since she put me at her feet against her heel first while she plowed you, and that was with the Jewel in. I'm not too sore to pleasure you, but I am certainly sore all the same."
“You love it, though, being so roughly used by her,” V'Anekka pointed out. “As do I."
“How could I not? Do we not both live for her touch? And she often likes to give it to us roughly."
“She was highly aroused, and again this morning,” V'Anekka remembered.
“She was thinking ahead to Sharue,” Jendri said. “And so they must be together now. How wonderful for Sharue."
“Well, then, let us dream of them, and when we awaken, perhaps I will have you,” V'Anekka yawned. “After all, having come with us this morning, she is not obliged to lie with us again until late tomorrow night."
Jendri began to move down to lie at V'Anekka's feet, but the young dominant stopped her. “No, I want you nearer than that. Stay."
Jendri smiled. “Of course, my lord."
* * * *
Jendri surprised V'Anekka by licking her awake a couple of hours later.
After V'Anekka was finished humping her lover's face, she inquired, “is not that sort of awakening reserved for Her Majesty?"
“One ought to keep in practice,” Jendri smiled.
“All the same, let us keep our own counsel on that, as well as on this,” V'Anekka advised, pulling Jendri close for a long, burning kiss.
“I don't suppose you'd be willing to take me with that corkscrew dildo?” Jendri said breathlessly.
“I will, but from the rear, and you must keep the Jewel in and not come,” V'Anekka said.
“I only want to feel it, and feel you come, while I think of K'Endarra and Sharue,” Jendri explained.
“Let me bathe. You change the bed and find the equipment, and I will indulge your little fantasy,” V'Anekka said kindly.
Jendri moved quickly through her duties so that she was able to kneel at the side of V'Anekka's bath and serve her. V'Anekka took a key and removed the Jewel, then drew Jendri into the tub and cleaned her genitals gently, making her moan. She brought Jendri to the edge of orgasm, kissing her possessively all the while. Then she released the submissive Consort and enjoyed her bath. The Jewel was replaced as soon as they left the tub, and from there the two women proceeded to the silken sheets of the freshly-made bed.
“Ah, rose petals. You are a very thoughtful slave,” V'Anekka said.
“Let me massage you,” Jendri offered.
“Of course."
V'Anekka lay down and Jendri caressed her from her hairline to the soles of her feet with her erect nipples. V'Anekka moved on top of Jendri then and rode her with her thigh on Jendri's Jewel, while Jendri caressed her erect external clitoris.
“Put the belt on me now,” V'Anekka directed breathlessly when she was ready.
Jendri obeyed, then presented her backside to the dominant Marquess, who entered her slowly with the corkscrew-action dildo. “Do me, any way you want.” Jendri gasped. “I just want to feel it deep inside me, and I want your come. That's all I want, I swear."
“I will permit you to feel everything I feel,” V'Anekka assured her. “I promise you, I enjoy your need a great deal. I would not interrupt your denial for my own reasons, let alone K'Endarra's."
“I will only come for her,” Jendri moaned. “You could make me, but I must not."
“You will experience my pleasure deeply, you may be certain of it,” V'Anekka said, rocking. “And I will tell our lord how compliant you are, and how desperate for her touch, and how faithful."
“Oh! K'Endarra!” Jendri cried aloud. “Can you imagine her pleasures with Sharue?"
“I can only guess they are infinite,” V'Anekka agreed, thrusting more deeply now that Jendri was open. “Now concentrate on her, and make me come, slut. Because tomorrow, I wish to abstain so that we can welcome her when she returns."
“Yes, Lord V'Anekka,” Jendri groaned into her pillows. “Use me."
V'Anekka did. The faster she moved the faster the corkscrew dildo twirled inside the Queen Consort's canal, and the faster it moved, the more the cup gripping V'Anekka's clitoris vibrated. “Push back, Jendri,” she ordered through gritted teeth. “Oh, yes ... yes ... ahh ... mmmhmmmm ... yes ... more, baby ... coming ... yes ... yes, Jendri! Ah! Aaiiieeeeeee!"
When V'Anekka climaxed, Jendri's shrieks were just as loud. The pounding sensation, the sensitivity, the arousal: all were satisfying to her in their own special way. The fact that she was on the verge of coming, but could not, only made the feelings more desirable. As soon as she was sure V'Anekka was satisfied, Jendri slid out from under her, removed the harness and cleaned her lovingly with her tongue. Next came cool damp cloths and sparkling water to soothe the panting and glowing Marquess of Esuria.
It wasn't until Jendri was bathing V'Anekka's feet that the young woman found her voice. “Darling, what are you thinking of for a wedding present?"
Jendri smiled. “That could be years away."
“What about an engagement present, then?"
“It seems to me you are anxious to give a gift,” Jendri laughed.
“I want to be pierced for her. Like you,” V'Anekka said wistfully.
“Oh, sweet one, that's a lovely idea, but you can't be pierced the way I am. It wouldn't work,” Jendri said, kissing V'Anekka's instep.
“No, I'm sorry. Not exactly like you. Put that away and come hold me,” V'Anekka pouted. “Perhaps it is because I am lonely for her, but I feel I must do something."
Jendri obeyed quickly and returned, gathering the younger woman in her arms. “Let's talk,” she encouraged softly. “Missing her already?"
“It's not that I miss the sex, I mean, she gives us enough of her attention, and I get enough release. I just wish she were always with us. I can't get enough of her presence. She can have Sharue all she wants, if I can be there, too.” V'Anekka sighed. “I know I have no right to complain. She is the Queen. It's just that I love her so, and want to please her as much as possible. I was thinking piercings of some sort might please her."
“They might, but you cannot get a piercing without her permission. Your body belongs to her, as does mine,” Jendri pointed out gently.
“Of course, but I know the ritual for the Jewel. You give her a setting, and if she wants you pierced, she provides the gem. I want to give her a setting for some other kind of piercing, one that will fit. It can't restrict me like yours does, but it could be symbolic of her ownership and control."
“I'm sure she would love that sentiment. I have noticed lately that she likes to shackle me by my nipples. Do you think you would like your nipples pierced?” Jendri asked.
“Oh! I hadn't thought of it! I was thinking about my labia, with a loose lock that hangs down, one she can push aside and ignore if she wishes, or one she can attach a chain to,” V'Anekka explained.
“Well, we have a lot to think about. We don't know if and when there will be a wedding, we have to offer her the choice, and then there is the jewelry to determine, and finally the timing. Think: if she marries Sharue and Sharue offers the Jewel, she will not want all of her wives unavailable at the same time,” Jendri said. “I guess one at a time will be all she will tolerate."
“And surely Sharue's piercing would take priority over any other,” V'Anekka surmised. “Although I would not welcome the deprivation of K'Endarra's presence, I would do it, or anything else, to please her."
“So in the meantime, until we know if and when there will be a wedding, we should both concentrate on whatever pleases her. Agreed?"
“Yes, and that is why I wish to abstain now until she returns to us,” V'Anekka explained. “I want to be desperate for her, physically and psychologically. I want her to see and feel that. She always says I can use you, and that I should keep you on edge for her, but if I do that, I lose my own edge. I can't resist. Can you help me?"
Jendri warned her, “It might mean not sleeping together or bathing together. It might also be better if I actually eat with you at the table, because my submissiveness arouses you. If I sleep alone, I can keep myself on edge for her. I am usually in need anyway, and if I think about it or touch myself; well, I'm sure you can imagine."
“Then we will eat together, and work together, go riding and play games and so on, but avoid physical contact and especially being in the same bed,” V'Anekka decided.
“As we are now?” Jendri teased.
“Now I am satiated as well as distracted. I would never send you from my bed in any event, as I find you a great comfort. But to please K'Endarra, I may have to deny myself that comfort sometimes. You do understand?"
“Of course, darling. And one other thing we can always do is help K'Endarra to make Sharue what she wants her to be. We must keep our eyes open for opportunities."

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
At the ten p.m. gong the next evening, V'Anekka and Jendri, who were playing a strategy game in Jendri's chambers, received an invitation from Her Majesty to attend her in her private throne room immediately. It was delivered on a silver tray by a uniformed senior servant.
“Oh, my! This is very formal!” Jendri observed, rising. “Quickly! We had better put on at least a gown and jewelry!"
“What about a tiara?” V'Anekka called from across the hall.
“Carry it with you. Hurry!"
It took less than five minutes for both Consorts to arrive outside the double doors, where soldiers, usually not present in the Imperial apartments at this late hour, stood guard. The Queen's wives looked one another over and then Jendri nodded to the guards to knock. At once the doors were opened from the inside by two more soldiers and the Consorts entered. Jendri sensed V'Anekka trembling beside her, but she had eyes only for her wife, the Queen. She sat firmly in the center of the double throne, one boot on the stool and the other crossed elegantly, ankle on her knee, an indication she intended to occupy the Imperial seat by herself.
Further evidence of the gravity of the situation was the two kneeling cushions at the foot of the dais. When Jendri and V'Anekka reached the cushions, they knelt silently and waited. By now both were sweating with anxiety.
“Guards, dismissed,” K'Endarra commanded.
When the doors had clicked shut. K'Endarra looked down at her wives. “Someone's been a naughty girl, hasn't she?"
Immediately both were terrified, but neither made a sound.
“Come, who wishes to confess?” K'Endarra invited. “Because while one has been naughty, the other has been helping her, hasn't she?"
Jendri instantly realized it wasn't the kissing or K'Endarra would see them as equally guilty. But what could it be?
“I am always guilty, Your Majesty,” V'Anekka said quietly.
“Is that right? And of what, exactly, are you always guilty, Madame Marquess?” Queen K'Endarra asked.
“I am guilty of constant greed, Your Majesty. I can never please you enough, or experience enough of your pleasure either with me or with others,” V'Anekka whispered.
“I see. I will not dispute that, my Lord of Esuria, but I find you guilty of even more wrongdoing than that."
V'Anekka turned white and swayed on her knees, so that Jendri had to catch her before she fell. Jendri looked up at K'Endarra. “My lord, charge us, sentence us and punish us if we are guilty, but please do not frighten your wife any further. I know she will accept her punishment like a woman, as will I. Please, my queen, I beg you, don't torment us any longer."
K'Endarra nodded. “Very well. V'Anekka, did you think you could hide your sympathetic orgasms from me?"
V'Anekka heaved a sigh. It was almost a relief. She thought a moment, then began slowly, “I ... I was not sure, my lord, but I promise you, I could not help them! I did not want to come without your permission, but when you demand my presence during your pleasures with other women, sometimes I can't help it, and ... and I did not wish to be banished,” V'Anekka sobbed. She fell forward on her face, thrust her tiara at K'Endarra's feet, and wept bitterly, but she did not make excuses or beg for mercy.
K'Endarra turned her attention to her first wife. “And you, my Lord of Paxverdi, knew she was climaxing, and did not report it to me."
Jendri's head was spinning. Both wives were guilty of disobedience, if not infidelity. “I am guilty, too, my lord. Punish me,” she said softly, and she lay down on her face next to V'Anekka, offering her tiara to her wife in an agony of shame.
K'Endarra observed her wives’ remorse for a moment, then rose and stepped around her stool. She descended the steps and sat on one of the lower ones between their pretty heads. Caressing one with each hand, she soothed, “Stop crying, darlings. I would never hurt you. I might discipline you, but hurt you? Certainly not. Now, wouldn't you like to know how I found out?"
“You aren't angry?” V'Anekka sniffled.
“I was amazed, in fact. I figured it out because of Sharue. Here, take your tiara, love. You will need it. And you each need a handkerchief, too.” The Queen pulled out fresh linen squares from her pockets and handed them over to her weeping wives. By now each was curled around a shiny boot, caressing and kissing it, much to K'Endarra's gratification. Thanks to Jendri, she had learned the value of a firm but loving hand instead of a cruel one.
“How?” Jendri asked, drying her tears.
“Because when I came with Sharue, and V'Anekka was there, it was much more intense. And when I came with Sharue alone, while it was stunning, it was less intense, not as lengthy. And so I began to pay attention. You see, I can also have a sympathetic orgasm in concert with another high-born Asperian."
“Oh,” V'Anekka said dully. “Please, my lord, forgive me.” She kissed her wife's leather again. “Please."
K'Endarra smiled and stroked the nape of V'Anekka neck. “You are always forgiven, my love."
“And how did you know about me?” Jendri asked, looking up from the boot she was fondling against her breast.
“You two are as thick as thieves. You always gang up on me. One cries and the other begs for mercy. Jendri is very sensitive to V'Anekka. If she comes, you know. Don't you?"
Jendri sighed. “I am sorry. I understand her need. I need your pleasure more than my own, but I am fortunate not to be pushed beyond my limit. V'Anekka can't help it."
K'Endarra laughed. “See what I mean? You protect her at every turn. Oh, and there is another telltale sign."
“Oh, dear gods,” V'Anekka groaned.
“Your teeth leave marks on my heels, love. If I come when you are against my boots, you bite down to keep from screaming. Jendri doesn't have to struggle like that, so it has to be you."
“Have I ruined your boots, my lord?” V'Anekka cried. “I will buy you new ones!"
“Not at all. I like seeing the marks as a sign of your desire. Polish hides most of them anyway. Speaking of polish, if you are going to weep and slobber on them and kiss them this much, you are going to have to shine them as well."
“Now? Can we shine them now?” V'Anekka asked eagerly.
“You may. Pour us all some wine and you may have your way with my boots. But take off your gowns. You don't want to ruin them. In fact, leave all your jewelry on, but strip naked otherwise.” The Queen rose and resumed her high seat, kicking two stools into place to give each submissive wife enough room to work.
Jendri approached her. “May I take your coat, my love?"
“Yes, please, darling,” K'Endarra smiled, taking her wife into her arms for a long kiss that made Jendri tremble, but with desire this time, not fear. Then the Queen accepted a golden goblet from V'Anekka, loosened her cravat and put her feet up to enjoy the attentions of her spouses.
“Before you begin, I'd like both of you to ride for a moment or two. You can call it foreplay, or you can call it discipline, but I want to see those breasts bounce. Get on."
Jendri and V'Anekka couldn't believe their good fortune. A boot fucking, even a brief one, was delightfully arousing. They knelt side-by-side and pressed themselves against the Queen's fine leather.
“Oh, my gods! Oh, my gods!” V'Anekka squealed. As she moved sensuously on the boot, her sapphires sparkled in the soft lighting.
Jendri just moaned and pressed her head against K'Endarra's thigh, rocking dreamily. “Thank you,” she breathed. “Oh, thank you, K'Endarra."
“Sit up straight so I can see your breasts, slut-wife. Don't thank me yet. I said I would not hurt you or punish you, but I must discipline you. And believe me when I tell you that finding a means of discipline is not easy. But you shall see soon enough."
“You will be fair with us, I know,” Jendri groaned, leaning back to please K'Endarra. “And I am more than willing to accept your decision. I will not be able to forgive myself until I atone for my poor judgment."
“Enjoy that while it lasts, then,” K'Endarra suggested. “Press yourself down and rock. I enjoy your need, and believe me, tonight you will feel a great deal of it."
“Mmmmm, yes, thank you, my lord,” Jendri gasped. “Your boots are too good for a disobedient wife like me."
“Please, K'Endarra, give me a chance to regain your trust, too,” V'Anekka pleaded. “Oh, this is too wonderful!"
K'Endarra permitted another minute or so of rubbing, and then called a halt to her wives’ pleasures. “Get busy shining those boots, sluts."
Both women were eager to regain their lord's positive regard. They started polishing vigorously, occasionally sipping from their own wine goblets but focused entirely on their work. With both women feverishly waxing and buffing, the Queen's dress boots had a glass-like finish in record time. Even so, K'Endarra was writhing on her throne, her arousal evident.
“That's enough. To my chambers, my dears,” she announced, rising and giving each a hand. “You can hardly stroke a dominant's boots like that without evoking an intense response."
The three women quickly made their way to K'Endarra's bedroom, where she demanded, “Undress me completely. I have had enough boot worship for today and there is something special I want to do with you.” She lay down on her bed and let her submissive spouses remove each item carefully and with respect, kissing each garment before disposing of it properly.
“V'Anekka, I have something for you here on my nightstand,” K'Endarra said. “Aren't they pretty?"
V'Anekka went immediately to see. “Oh! Yes, this is lovely work! What is inside, my lord?"
“Give one pot to Jendri and I will explain. Jendri, be very careful with this. I just want you to see what it is, but don't get any on yourself."
“What beautiful containers, but should I handle them at all?” Jendri wondered.
“Yes, if you are careful. I ordered them from Osterland, which should come as no surprise. And they do have very skilled artisans,” K'Endarra agreed. On a silver tray rested three pots, each the size of a large grapefruit. They were of pewter with polished silver lids, and each was engraved with various fruits in a lovely texture that invited handling.
“V'Anekka, open yours slowly and carefully,” the Queen instructed. “And Jendri, don't open yours at all. The third is mine. I want one in each bedroom."
Jendri held hers shut but looked at V'Anekka's. Inside was a translucent golden gel. “It smells lovely!” V'Anekka cried.
“Yes, I ordered that fragrance especially for you. Now, each of you take the tiniest dot on the tip of a pinky. Rub it on the palm of your hand."
“Oh, it's cold!” Jendri said. “And numb."
K'Endarra grinned. “Powerful stuff indeed. I tried it myself. Numbs everything it touches. Now, look at the little silver scraper. It has measuring marks. Do you see?"
Each pot had a beautifully-wrought silver implement attached by a fine chain. “Yes, my lord. What are they for?” V'Anekka asked.
“The first is for a half hour, the second for a full hour. And here is a smaller container, designed to be worn as a locket. You put as much as you need into the locket, and use as needed, for visits to the harem, perhaps? Are you getting the idea?"
“You tried this, my lord?” Jendri asked. “How did you do it?"
“In my harem. All of us Asperians tried it. Not other races, as you would be numb for weeks! Pay attention to how long it is before you get the feeling back on your hands where you tried it. After I put it on I had some of my concubines make love while others sucked my clit and my nipples. Useless! Even when they were licking my boots and sucking me at once. After half an hour I was ready to kill something. Fortunately it simply wears off and you can fuck your brains out. No residual effects. You put a little in your canal where you can touch the main clitoris inside, and the rest on your external clit. The master clit's a hair trigger, and unless you come in your main clit, the auxiliaries don't respond. The desire is still extreme. You can feel it in however many clits you have, but the parts you can touch are numb. You simply can't come. V'Anekka, I want you to use some now."
The younger woman was nervous. “What if it ... what if I can't...?"
“It wore off on all of us, my sweet. Now obey me, slut. Jendri, help her."
“Lie down and spread, darling,” Jendri urged gently.
Trembling with terror, V'Anekka did as she was commanded. Jendri measured the right amount, divided it between her middle finger and thumb, and entered the Second Consort's throbbing canal with the gel, massaging it onto the pulsing outer clit with her thumb. V'Anekka groaned and thrust but quickly gasped. “I can't feel anything!"
“It works fast,” K'Endarra nodded. “Now back up to the headboard, so I can shackle you while I use Jendri. In an hour or so, you will be wild to come, I promise."
“Do you want to shackle my nipples?” V'Anekka asked, now accepting and as always, eager to please.
“Do you want me to?” K'Endarra grinned.
“Well, I have noticed your recent preoccupation, my love,” V'Anekka said.
K'Endarra laughed and began to kiss V'Anekka as she shackled her with a gold chain: wrists, collar and nipples. V'Anekka's hands were free enough so that she could caress her spouse. K'Endarra pressed her clit into her wife's mouth, thrusting gently until both were highly aroused. K'Endarra let V'Anekka clutch her ass tightly as she sucked, then pulled back and restricted V'Anekka's legs with a thigh spreader. “No cheating, love,” the Queen said, kissing V'Anekka again.
Leaving her second wife moaning softly, she turned her attentions to Jendri. “Spread,” she ordered. Slowly, K'Endarra lowered herself onto her first wife, her thigh pressed into Jendri's crotch tight against the Jewel.
Jendri's breath caught. “Oh! Yes, please, K'Endarra."
“Slowly,” said the Queen. “Make it last."
“But ... you are ready, my lord."
“I am always ready, slut, but I want to excite you and V'Anekka. Now touch me.” She closed off further protest with her own lips, and so Jendri was still under her, barely moving, the globe of the Queen's clit heavy and pulsing in her hand.
“Your need is strong,” K'Endarra whispered. “I like that."
“My lord is also strong,” Jendri gasped. “No woman can resist you."
“Hush, darling. Go inside me."
“Let me suck you,” Jendri begged.
“No, I will come too quickly if you do,” K'Endarra said.
“And what is wrong with coming all night?” Jendri inquired.
“Nothing, as long as there is sufficient foreplay. Now please me slowly, woman. No more arguments."
The lovers rocked slowly together, alternating kissing softly and deeply, harder and faster, until both were panting.
“I need to come,” K'Endarra finally groaned.
“I need you to come,” Jendri whimpered. “Hard. Please."
“Oh, gods, yes!” V'Anekka begged. “Hard enough for me to feel it, my lord."
“What delightful wives I have. Of course, I will share my come with you, darlings. Many times, in fact. I'm ready, Jendri. Finish me."
Jendri sped up slightly, pressing and squeezing the firm fruit of K'Endarra's clit until she erupted in screams of release. Her Majesty's hips pumped hard against her wife's thighs and crotch, making Jendri arch up, wailing with unfulfilled desire. K'Endarra held her wife down until her spasms subsided, and then rolled free.
“You are not finished, my lord,” Jendri said eagerly, reaching for her again.
“Of course not. I want you to lick me now, and then I wish to come with V'Anekka as well,” K'Endarra told her.
Jendri rolled right over into her wife's crotch, face down, and did as she was told, swirling her tongue around and over the roundness of K'Endarra's womanhood. It was as hot and hard as if she had yet to orgasm, and that boded well for both her needy wives.
K'Endarra reached over and stroked V'Anekka between her thighs. “How are you doing, darling?” she asked. “Ahhhh!” she sighed, pressing herself against Jendri's tongue.
“My clits are on fire,” V'Anekka groaned, rolling her hips as much as the spreaders would allow. “They feel like coals burning inside me."
“You will come with me tonight, my darling,” K'Endarra promised. “But only when I decide, from now on. Understood?"
“Oh, gods, yes, my lord. I would never willingly displease you,” V'Anekka babbled, writhing in her restraints.
“One orgasm a day, and only with me, from now on,” K'Endarra decreed.
“As you command,” V'Anekka said quickly. “One a day with you would be enough for anyone."
“If I am away, you may use Jendri, but not otherwise. You need to experience more need for my arousal, and to enjoy your own pleasure more as well,” K'Endarra explained. “You do not need to keep Jendri hot for me now, because her extended denial guarantees that. I may change my mind later, but that is how I want it until further notice."
“Yes, yes,” V'Anekka gasped. “Only promise me this numbness will not be permanent!” Her thighs trembled and shook. “I feel as though I must come inside at any second, yet I can feel nothing outside."
“In less than an hour, you will climax, wife. Now, help me enjoy my own.” With that she relaxed further into Jendri's mouth, head turned slightly so she could look into V'Anekka's eyes, her hand still between her second wife's spread thighs. “Your need is very good for me, my love."
V'Anekka groaned and humped frantically, still feeling nothing between her legs. Her insides were a completely different matter. “I will die,” she gasped.
“Not at all. In fact, I predict you will learn to enjoy it,” K'Endarra said. “Jendri very much enjoys her raging need. In fact, I enjoy my own need, although it is satisfied often. Ah, Jendri, yes. Suck me, darling. Suck my come down your throat."
Jendri worked hard to make her wife come. Although it was never difficult, there were certain things that made it better for K'Endarra: the moaning and writhing of her lover, the tender pressure of teeth in her cleft, the determined effort to maintain close contact no matter how the Queen bucked and thrust when she came. And finally, of course, the submissive pleading for more of the Queen's orgasms, never mentioning her own need. That was what K'Endarra liked best, the naked, gasping, sobbing admission that her wives preferred and enjoyed her pleasures over their own. And she was beyond willing to give them what they begged for. She was willing to come all over them, all night.
After pounding into Jendri's face for several luxurious climaxes, drawing her wife's tongue up into her, then letting go, feeling the softness of her mouth envelop and absorb her pleasure, K'Endarra again eased gently away. “It is time for me to couple with V'Anekka now."
As Jendri lay trembling with never-ending need, her genitals throbbing with heat and oozing honey, she watched her lord take V'Anekka. First the Queen helped her Second Consort to her knees facing the headboard. “Come, my love. Let us enjoy this together,” K'Endarra whispered as she strapped on a harness for their mutual stimulation. “I know you like to be pounded from front and rear, and I am most willing to oblige."
V'Anekka, seeing the Osterlander dildo as K'Endarra seated it in the harness, squealed with anticipation. When K'Endarra dipped into V'Anekka's cleft for lubricant, the younger woman thrashed and banged against the headboard in the extremity of her need for her spouse. And then K'Endarra impaled her, and held her still. “Enough of that, you wild woman,” the Queen said, controlling her wife. “Now, move for me, lover. Move the way you know I want it."
Gradually V'Anekka gathered herself and they began to rock together. The Queen gently kissed and caressed her wife, enjoying her need. “Soon, sweetheart, you will be able to come,” she soothed her frantic partner. “Just relax and enjoy this until you can."
“Oh, please K'Endarra, please ... do not leave me like this...” V'Anekka was depending both on her shackles and her wife to hold her up, because she had lost all control of her legs.
“Shhh, back and forth, my love, slowly. Feel it. I want you to feel everything,” K'Endarra soothed her.
“But ... I can't!” V'Anekka cried.
“You will, soon enough. Now hush, and give me what I want. You will see you can trust me."
V'Anekka nodded and moved with her wife, although she moaned and whimpered uncontrollably. “It burns ... it burns ... I need you ... please..."
Jendri was overwhelmed with pity for the younger woman, yet she trusted their wife that all would be made right quickly. As she watched anxiously, Jendri began to notice a transformation. A look of surprise, then relief began to shade V'Anekka's anxious face, and then K'Endarra exploded in a turbulent climax that shook the bed.
Even as the Queen was shouting with release, V'Anekka began to pant in anticipation of orgasm. “Oh, K'Endarra! I beg you, keep coming, my love!"
K'Endarra actually laughed as she climaxed, and Jendri smiled as well. Clearly the Queen could not stop, and wouldn't if she could have. And she was being proven right as well. The numbing gel was wearing off.
V'Anekka's voice rose to a piercing wail. “Pleeeeeeeeeease!"
She was soon rewarded. About halfway though K'Endarra's second burst of climaxes, V'Anekka's orgasm's broke through. To Jendri, their orgasmic duet was an irresistible vision of great beauty. Due to her own extreme arousal, she couldn't help but spasm with them, although she could not come. It was like almost coming over and over. She rolled back and forth on the bed beside them, clutching at her Jewel, her fingers buried deep inside herself.
The two Asperian women gyrated together as if in a dance. Their groans of passion and cries of ecstasy echoed around the room. Every time one came, it set the other off. Although K'Endarra had decreed only one orgasm a day for her second wife, there was no way she could enforce it. And she quickly realized she didn't want to, because the more V'Anekka came, the more the Queen herself came. Their explosions of pleasure drenched the sheets, and Jendri knew she would have to change the enormous bed before the dominants could sleep in it.
Thus when the three of them lay panting together afterward, K'Endarra smiled when V'Anekka apologized.
“I ... I'm sure you know I came more than once,” V'Anekka whispered, kissing K'Endarra's feet. “I couldn't help it. I just couldn't stop—"
“Hush, my love,” K'Endarra soothed, bringing her younger wife up to share her pillow. “I enjoyed it, truly. Let's amend that command: Come as much as you can when we lie together, but only with me and only as I direct."
“Oh, yes, my darling,” V'Anekka breathed, overcome with relief.
“Now, let us get out of bed so our lovely slave can change it. We will take a cool bath together and the bed will be fresh when we come back. Isn't that so, Jendri?” K'Endarra asked.
“Yes, my lord,” Jendri whispered, her voice husky with desire. She moved just close enough to kiss the Queen's feet.
“And what day is this for you, my slut?” the Queen inquired as she rose from the damp sheets, giving V'Anekka her hand.
“This is day nine, may it please Your Majesty,” Jendri sighed.
“It does indeed please me. You know your day for coming will come,” K'Endarra laughed. She bent to kiss her first wife on the lips, allowing Jendri to suck her tongue briefly, then she pulled back and took V'Anekka to the bathroom to bathe in silky perfumed bath water while Jendri struggled with the enormous sheets and many pillowcases.
With furtive glances at the bathroom door, Jendri did her duty, occasionally allowing herself to breathe in the aroma the two lovers had created in their act of love. If Jendri could not lick K'Endarra enough, she could certainly enjoy the aftereffects. She buried her face in the sheets and inhaled deeply. She knew she would come, but even if that was long way off, she had the orgasms of the other two women to carry her until she did.
THE END