[Jendri 03] - The Shaming of Jendri Page 10

  “You please me, wife. In every possible way,” K'Endarra added, removing her fingers and licking them. “And you arouse me like no other with your sweet submission. You may have me now, lover.” She turned over on her back and instantly Jendri's tongue was on her wife's oozing sex.

  Suddenly K'Endarra cried out softly and came in Jendri's mouth. “Oh, oh, my gods, Jendri, you know me so well. You can make me come as if I hadn't had it a few minutes ago. You have me completely under your spell."

  “I am so glad to hear it, my lord,” Jendri smiled.

  “Let us bathe and have breakfast. V'Anekka won't be joining us until lunch,” K'Endarra informed her, and they went into the bathroom to wallow in warm, sudsy water together.

  Sunlight pooled on the pink marble floor of the dining room as they were served from silver chafing dishes by expert servants. When Jendri saw that both Queens had been served, she dismissed the retainers with a nod.

  “When does V'Anekka go to visit her family?” Jendri asked.

  “This weekend. That is why I am sleeping with her every night this week. She will miss me, and she certainly needs my training and influence. She vexes me so with her demands,” K'Endarra growled, shaking her head.

  “What demands?” Jendri was curious.

  “She seems to believe she will receive pleasure greater than or equal to what she had in the harem. I have tried to make it clear she cannot. Unlike you, she is not content with my pleasure. I am at a loss,” K'Endarra confessed.

  “V'Anekka is used to being the favorite and to being physically content. She is unused to the continuous nature of your demands on her. And she is an Asperian, so her needs more closely approximate yours than mine,” Jendri pointed out.

  “So I have been told,” K'Endarra answered wryly, “and I made it cost her to tell me. Yet I understand her feelings. It is a dilemma; how to keep her constantly needing me without too much discomfort."

  “You are a strategist and a tactician. I am sure you can work it out,” Jendri smiled.

  “I must if we are to have any peace,” K'Endarra acknowledged.

  When they were done eating and the servants had returned and cleared away, Jendri went to K'Endarra's chair and knelt at her feet. “Now, my lord, I have given some considerable thought to your wedding gift."

  “And do you intend to present it on your knees, my love?” K'Endarra smiled. She bent and opened Jendri's mouth in a deep kiss, and without a word, Jendri opened K'Endarra's pants and lifted one leg over the arm of her chair to gain access to her womanhood. Soon the comforting sound of sucking and licking filled the room and K'Endarra's eyes closed in utter bliss. “Ah, yes, Jendri, my darling, my little come-sponge,” she sighed. In moments, she was shuddering in deep pleasure as she filled her wife. She remained unmoving as Jendri licked her clean of all of her lubricants.

  “Thank you for sharing your pleasure with me, my lord,” Jendri said, humble and grateful to K'Endarra as ever.

  “You miss me at night,” K'Endarra stated with a sigh. “You shall have me to yourself all next week."

  “Yes, just me and your sex slaves and your harem,” Jendri laughed as K'Endarra helped her to her feet and embraced her affectionately.

  “I shall sleep only with you, no matter how many of my women receive my pleasure during the day,” K'Endarra promised.

  “That will be lovely, of course, but there is still the matter of your wedding gift,” Jendri reminded her wife.

  “I should have known that wasn't it,” K'Endarra grinned.

  “Come onto the terrace. I wish to give it to you there,” Jendri said, and taking K'Endarra's hand, she led her out to the arbor, where wrought iron furniture was placed for their comfort and convenience. Jendri sat K'Endarra down and knelt again. From her pocket she withdraw a black velvet case and handed it to her wife.

  Curious as ever, K'Endarra took it and opened it. When she beheld what lay within, she gasped and turned white, and almost dropped it. “No ... no,” she croaked. “You mustn't!"

  “Please, my lord. Do not deny me. It is my great wish to give you this honor,” Jendri said, her deep green eyes upon K'Endarra's warm brown ones.

  “You don't know what this means,” K'Endarra whispered. “The level of sacrifice! I could never ask it of you,” she said shaking her head. Yet part of her already wanted it. K'Endarra had been constructed and programmed by her culture to need the desperation of other women to fulfill her own needs. She was as much a captive of her beliefs as her many women were captive to her raging sexual desire.

  “My lord, it is really no sacrifice. It is merely symbolic of my devotion to you, my faithfulness, and my dependence upon you. It changes nothing. It is really only a gesture,” Jendri protested.

  “No, it is far more. Come here, my love,” K'Endarra commanded, pulling Jendri up. She led her wife to the parapet and gestured expansively with her right arm while holding Jendri close with her left. “From here I can only see the tiniest fraction of my Queendom. You know yourself its depth, its dimensions, its wealth, it's cultures. Yet, this offer far exceeds all over which I rule. It is incomprehensible to me that anyone would ever do such a thing."

  Jendri leaned against her wife. “I beg you, my lord. Accept it as you accept my heart."

  “I do accept your heart. It is my heart as well,” K'Endarra murmured. “In fact, I need no other wife at all."

  “If you can take a wife for me, can you not accept this? Besides, you must give me a gift in return,” Jendri smiled.

  “Yes, the Paxverdian Jewel requires a response as grand as the gift itself.” K'Endarra heaved a huge sigh and guided Jendri back to the arbor where she made her wife sit beside her on the bench. K'Endarra picked up the box and regarded the contents thoughtfully.

  Nestled in black velvet lay an unusual gold ring. It looked like a plain wedding ring, but where a jewel would normally rest, there was a square, flat plate. By lifting the plate, as one would open the cover of a book, a tiny keyhole was revealed. When the plate was closed, the keyhole was hidden.

  The Paxverdian Jewel was a chastity device worn voluntarily by a female submissive. The ring itself pierced the labia directly over the clitoris, so that the organ was obstructed enough to prevent stimulation. Traditionally, if the dominant accepted the gift, it was her responsibility to provide the actual gem to be set in it. There was a male equivalent, a bejeweled golden tube.

  K'Endarra said, “If I let you do this thing, when would you have it ... done?” She winced. The idea of piercing Jendri frightened her a little.

  “I thought, since you and V'Anekka will be gone for a month, I would have it done the morning after your wedding. You can be with me, then leave on your trip. I will stay in bed a few days, and I can travel in two weeks. I will go to Paxverdi by coach and prepare for your visit.” After the honeymoon, K'Endarra would take V'Anekka to Jendri's duchy where they would all meet and travel back into Asperia proper together.

  “But ... a month!” K'Endarra exclaimed. “First, I hate the thought of being parted from you for a month, and second, even I would not deprive you for such a length of time. I would no longer deprive you for a day!"

  “My love, think. You need the month to bond with V'Anekka, who has never had you all to herself. I need a month to recover. It will work out perfectly, as I will be greatly distracted with my duties as Regent, my responsibilities in Paxverdi, and in preparing a royal welcome for you,” Jendri said gently.

  K'Endarra took the ring out and turned it over in her hand. Jendri saw her tremble and reached for her hand to steady it. “My lord, I beg you,” she said simply. “Accept this gift. I have nothing else to give!"

  K'Endarra looked away, then down at the ring again. Taking a deep breath, she whispered, “I accept. Your chastity is holy to me. I will honor it with a proper gift. I will have this set with something magnificent, and present it to you on the morning after my wedding, and I will hold you while the operation is done. Then a month later, in your own castle, I wil
l take it off, and have you as the gods intended."

  “Oh, K'Endarra! Thank you!” Jendri cried, immensely relieved. She flung her arms around the Queen's neck and clung to her. “I will be your faithful wife and slave forever, I promise you with all my heart."

  “You belong to me alone,” K'Endarra responded fiercely. “Say it."

  “I am your property forever, my lord. My pleasure shall be yours alone for the rest of my life,” Jendri said solemnly, looking up into K'Endarra's eyes.

  Gently K'Endarra pushed her wife to her knees before the bench. “You are my slave and I am your lord, forever,” she promised. And she kissed her wife to seal their vow. Jendri would wear the Paxverdian Jewel.