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

  "Oh, dear. We are not prepared to attend them,” Jendri said, taking a towel from the pile.

  "Let's see how well they deal with it,” V'Anekka challenged. She began to dry her hair with no haste whatsoever.

  "Just don't count on doing anything with crabs, clams or fish other than cleaning them,” Jendri advised. But she sat with her feet in the water and made no move to run below and dress. It was a vacation in the tropics, after all.

  As the boat pulled along side, however, they rose and bowed, and Jendri said, “Welcome back. Did my lord have a good time?"

  K'Endarra looked surprised, but other than favoring them with an odd glance, gave away nothing. She offered Sharue her hand and the first two wives noticed the youngest one winced when she arose from her seat. “Come, my love, let us have a swim before we go below,” K'Endarra said, and she directed her senior consorts, “Prepare a change of clothing for me and my lady, if you please."

  Their diversion at an end, Jendri and V'Anekka gathered their robes and obeyed, climbing up and out of sight.

  "I think someone's getting a nice case of honeymoon cystitis,” V'Anekka smiled when they were out of earshot.

  "I think we may get a taste of the cat to match it if we aren't careful,” Jendri predicted. “But she should remember our position and not push us too far, especially in public. Let's see if she remembers in time."

  They got into their own garments and put out lounging costumes for the others, and just as they were finishing, the door opened without any warning.

  It was K'Endarra, alone. She shut the door, and her wives ran and knelt to greet her, throwing their arms around her hips and legs in their enthusiasm to see her without Sharue. “Oh, my darlings,” she murmured, sinking down to the carpet between them. “You know that I love you.” They all held one another tight in a group hug before the Queen gently loosened their hold on her. “You may not realize it, but I miss you, too. There is just not much I may do with you while on my honeymoon with Sharue."

  Jendri and V'Anekka rested their heads on the Queen's shoulders, grateful for a few moments of her time. She kissed their hair and then their mouths, and understandably, they all began to be aroused.

  "No, no, we can't,” K'Endarra protested. “And to tell the truth, I am very sore down there."

  "Are you?” V'Anekka asked, concerned. “Let us see, darling love."

  K'Endarra helped them get her bathing costume off, and they laid her down flat on her back on the trundle bed, because they were forbidden the high bed of the Queen.

  "Oh, goodness! You are very raw, K'Endarra!” Jendri gasped. “Let me try something, my lord.” She bent and very gently licked the tender clitoris.

  "Gods! That is like velvet! What did you do?” the Queen demanded.

  "I licked you, that is all, but my tongue is much softer than Sharue's. I think you need some sort of unguent."

  "We could numb you, my lord, to give you a rest,” V'Anekka suggested, motioning to Jendri to quickly get the container open. “As long as we avoid arousal, it may give you some respite. You know it feels cold."

  "Yes! Just a half-hour, though. If I like it, I may try some more,” K'Endarra agreed.

  Jendri adjusted the dose based on the diminished strength of the gel and gave it to V'Anekka to brush on.

  K'Endarra moaned pitifully. “And to think I came down here to reprimand you for neglect! I am a rotten wife."

  "My lord would not recognize neglect if it surfaced off the bow and swallowed the ship,” V'Anekka remarked. “You have never seen anything remotely like it."

  "In fact, you are a spoiled brat, lord wife, but we love you so, it does not matter,” Jendri added.

  "Oh ... shut up,” K'Endarra mumbled, comfortable. “Help me up to my bed. I will nap and you may join Sharue amidships. Keep her out of my way."

  They took their books and went on deck, barely able to suppress a giggle. On the carpeted recreation area they found Sharue tanning and fast asleep. Not wanting to let her burn, they silently moved the awnings to get her into the shade, and then escaped to the opposite side of the Queen's outdoor retreat, settling on reclining deck chairs.

  "That was amusing,” Jendri said, fanning herself. “Two cases of honey-moon cystitis."

  "I think we may find ourselves given better treatment now,” V'Anekka predicted as they kept their voices low. “Ah, here come cool drinks! Right on schedule."

  Although they had intended to read, the rocking of the ship in the balmy weather soon sent them into a light slumber and thus they passed the hottest part of the day.

  CHAPTER Nineteen

  That evening the Queen invited all her wives to share in the bounty of the day's catch, which was grilled on deck. She was seated at the head of the table but the rest of the atmosphere was casual, down to stewards in shorts serving iced wine drinks. K'Endarra's twat was also iced with some more numbing agent, and V'Anekka had sweetly suggested to Sharue that she cool her own aching pussy with ice chips. After dinner, the small crew performed shanties and jigs to entertain their guests, and then, since the moon was full, they upped anchor and sailed for the next island in the chain.

  "Will this be the one with the flaky crabs?” V'Anekka asked K'Endarra as they leaned on the rail.

  "Yes, it is, and we can catch some, I'm sure,” the Queen smiled. Things were better all around when she spread her attentions more evenly among her wives.

  "I think they are my favorite,” Jendri said, “very mild and almost sweet. I'm sure you will like them, Sharue,” she said to her wife's third spouse, who was nestled in K'Endarra's left arm.

  The younger woman merely nodded, a little startled to be included in the conversation. K'Endarra kissed her forehead and said, “I think I will retire. Join me at your leisure. I plan to read until I fall asleep."

  The three wives bowed as the Queen left them, and then V'Anekka said to Sharue, “I believe you wore our lord out."

  "For a change!” the Lady Sharue cried. “I can barely sit down!"

  "Well, do try. We must have a little chat,” Jendri said, leading them back to the outdoor furniture. “Did you bring it?"

  "Yes, it is in my jewelry case,” Sharue nodded earnestly.

  "Then you must contrive to give it to her in the most romantic and private situation possible,” V'Anekka coached her. “And with humility. Remember, she will refuse you at first, so be prepared for that, and be sincere!

  "I understand,” Sharue nodded. “How long shall I leave her by herself tonight?"

  "Oh, not terribly long. Half an hour. Offer yourself but keep your mouth off her womanhood. Try using some nice scented oils on her instead, perhaps the cherry lubricant she so enjoys,” Jendri suggested. “We will give you some time alone."

  Sharue smiled and sat quietly with her superiors, watching the iridescent foam from the waves until the change of watch bells were rung. Then she excused herself and went below to her wife.

  Jendri pulled V'Anekka up and took her to the hammock, where they snuggled together under the stars. “Mmmm, lovely,” she sighed.

  "Did you pleasure K'Endarra here?” V'Anekka wanted to know.

  "No, we aroused one another but then she always took me below,” Jendri explained. “By then I had just about convinced her that marital relations require the respect of privacy."

  "Thank the gods. I have heard stories of her and her sex slaves in the public throne room."

  "Quite true,” Jendri confirmed. “I was one of them."

  "How horrible that must have been!” V'Anekka guessed.

  "At first, it was. But after Julia counseled me, I grew to enjoy it, and even though we married, I have always preferred to be treated as a slave because of what I learned about myself during that time: I was born to be her property. And now I enjoy serving you as well, Lord Princess."

  "Serve me now."

  "Gladly.” She slid underneath the larger woman and caressed the bulbous and slippery clitoris. V'Anekka assumed the superior position and bur
ied her face in Jendri's hair to muffle the sounds of pleasure she was bound to make. In only a little time, the hammock was swaying in the darkness to the action of the Princess’ hips, and then there were several convulsive movements as she spent herself in Jendri's crotch.

  "Ah! That talk of submission aroused me immensely,” V'Anekka declared when she had had her way.

  "It did me as well,” Jendri added. “I will be very anxious for my next release."

  "Good. Stay hot for K'Endarra, and I will reward you in due time. Now let us get below before they come looking for us,” V'Anekka laughed.

  Jendri complied and they slipped into the trundle bed and slept in one another's arms.

  * * * *

  "Mmmmmm! I can't get enough!” Jendri cried, dipping her crab in melted butter, which then ran down her chin.

  K'Endarra leaned over and licked it off. “And here I thought I was the only thing you couldn't get enough of."

  "My lord, I would never eat another bite of crab if I could eat only you,” Jendri joked.

  "I will feed you plenty of me when we return, that I promise,” K'Endarra winked.

  The senior wives knew what she meant. Earlier that day Sharue had offered the Paxverdian Jewel. Once the piercing was complete, the healing process would take at least a month, which meant sequestration from the Queen and abstinence. Thus her other wives would have to assume Sharue's duties.

  K'Endarra was already looking forward to this period, although Sharue was not. To pacify her younger wife, K'Endarra would be extra-attentive until the piercing, and she had a couple of other ideas she would reveal in due time. Sharue had given her a setting, but K'Endarra meant to alter it and she thought the changes would please them both. Then there was the gem to be placed in the setting, another way to control and placate her youngest wife. She would consult her older wives first. The thought of that discussion gave her immense pleasure, and she smiled and reached for more crab.

  * * * *

  The days drifted slowly by as Avenger made her way down one side of the island chain and up the other. Sometimes K'Endarra included her senior wives on excursions, sometimes not, but she allowed them to amuse themselves more freely and regularly dined with all of them. She kept herself sexually for Sharue, of course, but she was forced to limit the amount of orgasms she took in the young woman's mouth.

  "Am I getting old?” she whined to Jendri one day when they were all out kayaking around a small atoll.

  "Sweet love, no one can take that tongue non-stop. Either you will shred your clitoris or lose your mind, according to V'Anekka."

  "Neither is acceptable. I confess, I do long to sleep in a soft mouth at night,” the Queen said wistfully.

  "When Sharue is in seclusion, you may sleep in one every night. V'Anekka and I will be thrilled to accommodate you."

  The Queen turned to look at her first wife. “I know. That is one of the loveliest things about both of you. Don't think I am unaware."

  "Of course not, my lord,” Jendri said modestly.

  "You have both been exceptional wives. I will find a way to reward you,” K'Endarra said, dipping her paddle into the ocean again.

  "Our reward is you, love,” Jendri said from behind her.

  "Let's race!” K'Endarra yelled as they came up beside V'Anekka and Sharue's kayak.

  V'Anekka rolled her eyes. Her partner was not exactly athletic, whereas the Queens had pulled in tandem for what seemed like ages. They won easily, but V'Anekka, the strongest of all, maneuvered close and capsized the winners. “Congratulations!” she said, smiling prettily.

  "You test my patience, Madam,” K'Endarra said, spitting a stream of water. But she worked with Jendri to right their craft, took off after her junior wives and returned the favor.

  Laughing and with hair dripping, all four women paddled back to Avenger. They were eager to return to “Flaky Crab Island,” as V'Anekka called it, and then, all too soon, the lengthy honeymoon would be over and then the business of piercing K'Endarra's wives would begin.

  K'Endarra needed to discuss her specific schedule with her senior wives, but her general plan was to travel throughout her dominion while Sharue was in seclusion. This would make the separation slightly easier on the younger woman, as she would not have to be quite as aware of the Queen's physical relations with the others, whom she planned to take with her.

  After they weighed anchor, K'Endarra told Jendri to wait upon her in their stateroom while V'Anekka kept Sharue distracted topside in the recreation area. Because the matrimonial bed was off limits to Jendri, they stacked pillows on the trundle bed and leaned against the footboard of the larger one, drinking wine and enjoying a tray of seafood delicacies from the galley.

  "I need your advice,” K'Endarra began. “You have all made me the gift of piercings, and I can't have all of you unavailable to me at once. What is the best rotation to follow, in your opinion?"

  Jendri took a bite of pickled sea cucumber. “Mmm! Delicious! Well, I think Sharue first, for several reasons. So that she doesn't have a change of heart and so you may recover. Next, myself or V'Anekka, because as far as I can tell, there is no difference psychologically for us or you."

  "I thought V'Anekka, because she has yet to be pierced,” K'Endarra said, dipping a piece of fish in a piquant sauce. “She might feel neglected if she had to wait for you to be pierced a second time."

  "Oh, by all means, then,” Jendri said. “And then, as to your royal progress, how do you plan to accomplish it?"

  "Well, as I see it, the problem area is Obduria. You cannot go there as there is still, after all this time, a price on your head among insurgents. If I could just bring those few people around...” she trailed off, shaking her head. There were pockets of male resisters here and there, still trying to wrest power from the mostly female and primarily Obdurian government K'Endarra had approved.

  "Then go to Obduria with V'Anekka while I am in recovery from my piercing. Keep in mind also that nipple-piercing does not require as long a recovery as what the others are having done."

  "I would like to take both of you on as much of the progress as possible. I had thought of leaving Paxverdi out, until Sharue is able to travel. It is a waste to go there without her, as she is one of them. Nor can I go there without my Duke,” K'Endarra smiled. “I enjoy being your duchess there."

  "You enjoy using my harem there,” Jendri needled.

  "That as well. I assume you plan to replace Sharue?"

  "Oh, yes, my lord. I thought to give you the opportunity to audition the applicants,” Jendri offered.

  "It's the least I can do,” the Queen smiled. “Although, no relatives of Sharue if you please. I do not wish to become a eunuch."

  "Finally, you must have V'Anekka with you in Esuria,” Jendri said.

  "I would like you there, as well. I am in need of a strain of war-horses and prefer to have you both to advise me."

  "Then let us go to Esuria first, as well as all other provinces except Obduria and Paxverdi. Take V'Anekka to Obduria next as I recover from my piercing, and as Sharue will still be recovering. Come back, get me and Sharue and have V'Anekka pierced while we are in Paxverdi."

  "I see a problem with that. V'Anekka so enjoys the observatory in the mountains there,” K'Endarra pointed out.

  "Oh, you're right! Well, alternatively, take a break and visit Paxverdi after you are home for a while. It will be easier if you cover the realm in a series of trips instead of one long one anyway. That way the general administration does not fall behind."

  "And poor S'Eranda gets a break. As a young mother, a nonstop regency will wear on her.” The Queen's sister was not only mother to K'Endarra's heir, the two-year-old K'Endarra the Lesser, but had recently given birth to a princeling as well.

  Jendri said, “Let me send V'Anekka down to you to complete your plans. And you can show her your plans for the altered setting to Sharue's Jewel."

  "You like it, don't you? Jealous?” the Queen inquired with an evil grin.


  "My lord, call me selfish, but I prefer to remain ambulatory,” Jendri laughed. She rose gracefully, scooping up some lobster chips. “By your leave, Your Majesty."

  "Oh, stop! You are more in charge of me than I am of you!” K'Endarra scoffed. She settled back to await her second wife, who arrived instantly.

  "Yes, my dear, sweet, unavailable lord?” V'Anekka said, closing the door. She sank to the bed and K'Endarra embraced her for a long kiss.

  "How I wish I could pursue that,” K'Endarra said breathlessly, gulping for air.

  "I shall send Sharue down to serve you as soon as we are done with whatever you need of me,” V'Anekka promised, although she ached for her lord's touch.

  "Lick me. Be gentle. Please,” K'Endarra pleaded.

  "My lord, it is your honeymoon with Sharue!” V'Anekka protested, heart pounding. She wanted the Queen to come in her mouth. Her insides twisted with need.

  "I need to come with you. I need you!” K'Endarra hissed. “Get down and suck, while I lie on your bed and put my head back under mine with pillows all round. No one will know."

  "You are the Queen,” V'Anekka whispered, opening her lord's robe. “I must obey you."

  K'Endarra scooted into position, her head disappearing under her own footboard. V'Anekka braced the foot of the trundle bed so it would move neither forward or back. Sliding beneath K'Endarra, she realized their liaison would be brief. The enormous clitoris was visibly throbbing. Gently, the Princess consumed it, licking with a feather-light touch.

  That was all the Queen needed. With a muffled grunt, she exploded on her wife's face, filling her with powerful come. V'Anekka's clitoris erupted instantly and she squeezed her legs together, burying her own screams in the Queen's crotch. Both bodies vibrated and jerked with released passion. Although they both only came once, it was quite some time before they stopped twitching and writhing from the effects of it. V'Anekka didn't want the Queen to suffocate, though, and withdrew and slid the trundle out to release a very red-faced K'Endarra from under the bed and the pile of pillows. Still shaking, the Princess locked the bed back into its brass floor plates and collapsed at K'Endarra's feet.