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

  If there was anything the two women knew how to do, it was to work the royal machine. They sent notices to all divisions whose participation would be required to submit their plans for a civilian afternoon garden wedding. Cooks, printers, the Army, gardeners, domestic staff and others would be very busy for the next two months. Regular reports and inspections would insure everything went according to K'Endarra's plans once she approved them.

  "Oh, and we must have a regent. Who would that be?” V'Anekka asked. “You will be away."

  "K'Endarra's sister S'Eranda is the next adult in line, as K'Endarra the Lesser is only a baby. She'll need to be notified to get herself up to date on all current issues."

  V'Anekka made a note. “I think that's everything for now.” She handed a pile of papers to the last scribe and dismissed her with a nod. They would receive fair copies back of everything to continue their work the next day.

  "Come. Let us select some gowns for this evening, darling,” Jendri suggested, rising from the desk. “As we do not know what K'Endarra will demand, we had better be ready for anything."

  CHAPTER Four

  They found out quickly enough. As predicted, when K'Endarra arrived, her eyes blazed with desire after an entire lengthy afternoon of deprivation and tedium. Sitting around drinking tea with her ancient relatives held little charm for the Queen yet one didn't marry without properly introducing one's fiancee to one's elders. K'Endarra hardly needed their blessing, but seeking their approval was customary and a pleasant thing to have.

  So was Sharue's tongue, and the carriage ride across the royal park had not been long enough for the Queen to properly enjoy it, so she had delayed until arriving back in her own apartments. Upon entering to her wives’ obeisance, K'Endarra carried the young woman to bed with barely a greeting to the others.

  "Prepare to go to the harem while I have Sharue.” With that she kicked the door shut behind her and in mere moments, the sounds of the Queen's pleasure were audible throughout the royal apartments.

  "Ahhhhh—ahhhhhhhh,” K'Endarra groaned.

  "She is in Sharue's mouth. Oh, gods, I cannot stand up!” V'Anekka cried, stumbling.

  "You must! We will be with her soon! Dress quickly and we will wait outside her door,” Jendri urged, assisting her. She, too, was flowing with need, but she knew her situation would not improve unless she did as her wife demanded.

  A particularly piercing cry of ecstasy from K'Endarra brought V'Anekka to her knees. Grimly Jendri propelled the Princess to her chambers and dressed her in the clothing laid out, adding padding to the lingerie as V'Anekka was dripping down her legs. Leaving her, Jendri raced to don her own costume, then back to V'Anekka, all but carrying the larger woman to the couches outside the imperial bedroom.

  "Breathe deeply and slowly,” Jendri said, trying to soothe her friend, but a loud climax from the Queen was all V'Anekka needed to sag to the floor, grunting with passion and need. Shortly after, a short, high-pitched scream indicated Sharue's probable release, which made V'Anekka tremble all the more violently. So K'Endarra found her second wife a few moments later when she emerged. V'Anekka immediately crawled to K'Endarra and licked her boots frantically, moaning and crying.

  "What is this?” the Queen asked, baffled.

  Jendri looked up at her from where she had been cradling V'Anekka on the floor. “She cannot tolerate this, my lord. Your pleasure with Sharue even at a distance is too intense. She is incapacitated with need."

  "Why did she not demand pleasure from you?” K'Endarra asked, still bewildered.

  "I believe she thought you wanted her to wait."

  "Ah, I see. Get the stool from my bedroom and close the door. I will bootfuck her right here."

  Jendri rose and quickly went to obey, ignoring Sharue who was relaxing in the enormous bed. Apparently K'Endarra had indeed indulged the young woman.

  "You must support her,” K'Endarra directed, as Jendri knelt to place the stool. “I do not believe she can kneel upright."

  Jendri helped V'Anekka straddle the Queen's high, shiny boot, and held her in place. “Hump her boot, darling. She will let you come,” Jendri said gently. “Go on.” Looking up at K'Endarra, Jendri said, “You must help her as well."

  The women worked together to apply the right friction and speed to V'Anekka's enormously swollen clitoris. When V'Anekka felt the tension beginning to loosen, she started to move with the Queen, stroking the boot with her wet pussy, although tears still streamed down her face. She leaned forward, clutching at K'Endarra's thigh until the explosion released her from her prison of desire. At the same time, K'Endarra jerked and bucked with a gasp of pleasure, and Jendri realized she had enjoyed a sympathetic orgasm with her desperate spouse.

  Both K'Endarra and Jendri held V'Anekka until she was finished, whereupon she slid off the glistening boot and began to lick it again. Now her tears were a demonstration of gratitude for her release.

  "Thank you, my lord,” V'Anekka whispered, kissing the leather repeatedly. “I am so sorry I could not exert better control."

  "It is as much my fault, and I will remember you must be with me when I am intimate with Sharue, or you must be at a great enough distance so that you will not be so painfully affected.” K'Endarra rose. “You had better stay here and recover. Take Sharue to your chambers and do not let her play with herself. I allowed her an orgasm since I will be gone until tomorrow, and now you are satisfied as well. Behave yourselves.” She bent down and raised her second wife to her knees to kiss her goodnight. Then she assisted Jendri to her feet, offered her arm and escorted her from their apartments.

  On their way to the harem, Jendri asked, “What do you have in mind for your pleasure this evening, darling?"

  "I want them all with the buttplug boots. I know you will enjoy that,” K'Endarra grinned, patting Jendri's hand.

  "Ah, yes. I will truly envy them. I love your heel grinding inside me while you come.” The idea made Jendri shudder.

  K'Endarra felt it. “If you can tolerate it, I will plug you when we arrive, and you can pretend you are getting the same as the others."

  "Oh! Yes! I beg you, K'Endarra!” Jendri cried, blushing. She hung onto the Queen's arm as the thought of it made her knees weak.

  "Consider it done, my love. It is a small enough thing to ask."

  Outside the door of the harem, K'Endarra and Jendri kissed passionately, and Jendri wished she could have her wife to herself for a private evening once in a while, but her great love for K'Endarra would not permit her to ask for something that might not please her mate.

  "I love you, Jendri. I love you for understanding all my needs,” K'Endarra whispered, holding her tightly. “After we leave here tomorrow, I want to know what I can do for you, my love. Something special. You are so very deserving, and I do not give you enough of myself."

  Jendri was speechless. “I ... I have all that I need, my lord."

  "I am talking about want, not need. What do you want? If it is in my power, and almost anything is, you will have it,” K'Endarra insisted.

  "Well, let me think, darling love,” Jendri said. It was an opportunity not to be wasted on something frivolous.

  "Please do. Now, we will go in, and you will have that plug up your pretty backside, and I will buttfuck my women with my boots."

  "Just a moment more,” Jendri gasped. “Until I can walk. The images you create in my mind reduce me to jelly."

  K'Endarra smiled and held Jendri close, more in love with her first wife than ever. When Jendri's trembling subsided, K'Endarra took her hand and twirled the combination lock on the great bronze doors, and they went in.

  Instantly they were deluged with love-starved concubines, who threw themselves at K'Endarra's feet with kisses and cries of affection. K'Endarra sat down and let them have their way for a while, knowing their need to please and be with her. When their initial frenzy had abated, K'Endarra quietly gave orders to prepare for her, and excused herself with Jendri to go into T'Eldorna's chamber. Here, t
he chief concubine provided K'Endarra with a selection of devices, then left them alone.

  K'Endarra chose the one she wanted, then approached Jendri with it.

  "Oh, my lord,” Jendri gasped at the size of it. It was the one with a handle like a corkscrew, which could be detached once the plug was fully inserted.

  "This is the one you want, isn't it?"

  "Yes, oh ... please,” Jendri groaned.

  K'Endarra kissed her wife until Jendri began to hump her thigh, then turned her and bent her over T'Eldorna's bed. Slowly she began to enter Jendri's anus with the blunted tip of the butt plug. Jendri cooed with delight, wiggling under her wife's hand. K'Endarra twisted and tapped, applying a gentle and stimulating torque to Jendri's already-sensitive nerve endings. Jendri loved it and pressed back to assist her wife as she plowed into her.

  "It feels so good, so good, K'Endarra. More. Oh, please, you know I can take more."

  K'Endarra drove the polished, ridged instrument into her until Jendri felt she was impaled upon a spear, full-length.

  "Aaaaaagh! Aahhhhhhhhhgh!” Jendri squealed, arching with delight.

  "It is all the way in, love,” K'Endarra said at last. “It will have to do."

  "Leave the handle in, “Jendri begged. “Perhaps you can grip it while you orgasm."

  "On your back now,” K'Endarra ordered softly, and when Jendri had turned over, K'Endarra lay over her, cupping the Jewel and plunging her fingers deeply into her wife as they kissed.

  Jendri sank her nails into K'Endarra's upper arms in a death-grip, pulling her down and writhing madly under her lord's control. “Torture me, torture me,” she pleaded, her eyes glazing over. Her clit was hot and sore with pounding and aching from neglect.

  "You may take me in your mouth, my slave,” K'Endarra responded, moving up. She straddled Jendri's head and sat upon her breasts, her bootheels against her wife's ribs.

  Jendri's hands caressed the warm leather feverishly as she sucked the royal organ, which responded to her in no time. K'Endarra's ass tightened and then her wrenching come drenched Jendri's silk tunic, leaving it stuck to her breasts. “Ohhhhhhhhhh,” K'Endarra groaned. “Greedy slut. You drown in my pleasure and still want more. How can that be?"

  "You are like a marvelous drug. Without you I would shrivel and die,” Jendri sighed, licking up the delicious mess between her wife's thighs. “Now, go take your women so I can get even more. Make me feel every spasm in my ass. Make me scream."

  "Then get up, cunt, and attend me,” K'Endarra ordered. She dragged Jendri to her feet, kissed her brutally until she was sure the luscious lips would be swollen with bruises, and carried her, gasping with heat, out to the great bed of the harem where eight concubines awaited the Queen.

  Quickly, two stripped K'Endarra naked and put only the high, cruel buttplug boots on her as she lay back on a great pile of pillows. Sometimes she cushioned herself on Jendri's thighs as she was serviced, but this evening she wished to have Jendri in her arms. The Queen embraced and kissed her Consort as the first three concubines, assisted by two others, took their places under her heels and between her legs. Already the two supporting the Queen's muscular legs were whimpering with desire and anticipation, squeezing the hard, rubber buttplug heels inside themselves and wiggling their comely backsides to please their lord.

  K'Endarra rewarded them by pumping in and out of their asses to stimulate them, which caused cries of passion that stimulated her in return. At the same time, Jendri turned her attention to K'Endarra's nipples, rock-hard and inviting her to suck them. Both women groaned with delight as Jendri's tongue caressed the knobs of sensitive flesh.

  As the first concubine to worship the Queen's sex began to do her duty, all of the concubines, whether serving their lord or waiting, cried out in a chorus of desire for her, and Jendri joined them. All over the bed, waiting women squirmed and fought the urge to touch themselves. Although recently satisfied by her wives and fiancée, K'Endarra was immediately aroused by this display of need, and she reached between Jendri's legs and squeezed the Jewel as she caressed the head of the woman in her crotch with the other.

  Jendri pressed into the strength of her wife's grip and kissed her breasts with even more passion, until K'Endarra demanded, “Suck my tongue, wife.” She was lost in a haze of obedience when K'Endarra's first orgasm emerged forcefully to be instantly consumed by the fortunate concubine between her thighs. K'Endarra screeched with the joy of complete abandon. She twisted her heels inside her supporters and pressed her clit into the mouth of her worshipper, and all the Asperians sobbed with sympathetic pleasure as the Queen came.

  Jendri's liquids ran out as she groaned with need, alternating with begging for still more sensation. She managed to drive the dildo into herself by bouncing on her ass, and screamed at the intensity of K'Endarra's pleasure and her own aching. “Come on them! Please, my lord! Come all over them!"

  All around her the air was filled with sobs of gratitude or pleas for mercy. Those who were not high-born Asperians could not, of course, come without physical stimulation and this was forbidden to them in the Queen's presence unless she commanded it. In fact, it was essential to K'Endarra's continuing pleasure that some women around her remain in need to stimulate her enough to make her keep coming. But four concubines and her wife remained unfulfilled, which was more than enough.

  After the briefest of interruptions for a change of positions, a new concubine received the Queen's demanding sex in her mouth, and soon the bed was rocking with needy women again.

  Jendri watched the concubines under K'Endarra's heels enviously. She, too, was gripping the bedclothes and thrashing in her wife's grip while K'Endarra enjoyed the pleasure of the approach of inevitable ecstasy. Unlike many women, this powerful ruler never wondered if she would come. It was a matter of when and with whom and perhaps how, but not ‘if'. Although Jendri was thoroughly enjoying all of the sensations of deprivation, she still wished she were free to kiss and stroke K'Endarra's leather or writhe under her demanding boot heels. The buttplug inside her was working as it ought, but it lacked the action of the ones on the Queen's boots, which, because they moved when K'Endarra did, jerked, thrust and pounded deeply into welcoming asses.

  "Mercy, my lord,” Jendri moaned. “The heat! The heat! I am dying!"

  "Mercy denied. Suffer for my pleasure, woman,” K'Endarra whispered, kissing Jendri. “Throb all night, beg all you want, there is no escape."

  "More,” Jendri whispered. “Orgasm harder. Give me what I need."

  For an answer, K'Endarra rolled Jendri over and grabbed the protruding handle of the buttplug with her fist, rotating it like a crank to stretch and strain her tender anus further.

  Lying on her belly, Jendri bit the pillows and pounded the mattress in her frenzy, and K'Endarra exploded in a very happy concubine's mouth.

  "Yes! Yes! Yes! Give us your come,” Jendri grunted hoarsely. Although it was useless, she tried to press her Jewel into herself, humping the bed and wetting the pillows under her hips

  After that, K'Endarra simply held Jendri against her flank, twisting the handle mercilessly every time she climaxed, forcing her tongue down her wife's throat, and refusing her tortured pleas for mercy. Nobody expected her to grant her wife release in any event, least of all Jendri, who wanted nothing to do with mercy, and whose cries for it were really requests for the words of denial that would inflame her even further.

  "Stop it, wife! You are forbidden climax in the harem. Quit making a fool of yourself!” K'Endarra said sharply to her Consort, and then in the next breath to the concubine pinned under her, “Oh, yes, lick me, lovely little one, and I will come for you.” And when she did, Jendri bucked and squealed even harder, trying to get as much of K'Endarra's pleasure for herself as she could.

  When K'Endarra was finished, she lay quietly while her four still needy servants rubbed themselves on her boots and came at last while Jendri alone whimpered with agony.

  Then K'Endarra rose and ordered, “Attend
my bath, wife, and let these women change the bed and serve supper.” In the marble and tile bathing chamber, K'Endarra put her wife on her knees and made her lick up all the come that was still on her glistening skin. Then she eased into the hot bath that stood ready for her and relaxed as Jendri bathed her with aromatic soap and oils. She hauled Jendri in, teased her clenching cunt with probing fingers and, when Jendri was at her limit of endurance, she pushed her wife away and got out, standing over her as she was dried with soft towels. She put on a silk robe and left Jendri to complete her own bathing. The duty concubines would clean the bathroom during dinner.

  Jendri stretched and groaned with satisfaction, easing the plug out. She felt used and humiliated, and wanted nothing more than to sleep at K'Endarra's feet, warming them with her breasts, but that would have to wait until they returned to their apartments. Much later, after dinner and entertainment, K'Endarra retired to the enormous bed with only the sheer curtains closed. Her wife slept at her side, her head on the Queen's chest, and at Kendarra's feet, her loyal concubines slept, too.

  CHAPTER Five

  Although K'Endarra had no fixed schedule for the way she used her wives and other women, she asked Jendri to remind her to distribute her favors as evenly as possible among them, especially so she wouldn't spoil Sharue or neglect to take pleasure with her wives regularly as custom required. Moreover, since Sharue could not see any wife being used as a slave until she was married herself, K'Endarra had her wives privately to humiliate them for their mutual pleasure.

  Thus they were in the Imperial bedchamber a few nights later, while Sharue was supervised by the noblewomen on duty in the library of the palace. K'Endarra had set her to reading national history and culture to keep her out of trouble and give her some appreciation for her new position. Naked but for the buttplug boots, the Queen was giving her consorts what they longed for. One heel was in Jendri, who was chained to the foot of the bed by her Jewel, her nipples and a bar to spread her thighs wide. Under K'Endarra, V'Anekka, too, writhed in restraints as she serviced her lord's womanhood. The Queen's other heel dug into the backs of her Princess's thighs, bruising them.