[Jendri 03] - The Shaming of Jendri Read online

  Technically, such expressions of love for the Queen were forbidden, but K'Endarra understood the effect she had on women, her concubines in particular, who were chosen for their beauty, their empathy with her and their responsiveness. She never admonished or reprimanded any of them, although she could not respond in kind.

  Watching, Jendri remembered how such a confession had been wrung from her while in the throes of orgasm when she had been K'Endarra's slave, and K'Endarra had not punished her, either. Jendri knew these expressions of love couldn't be helped, but at the same time, she suspected that the love of V'Anekka, Concubine Seven, went deeper than a spur of the moment cry of happiness. Whenever the Queens left the harem, V'Anekka wept and it touched Jendri because she knew what it was to love K'Endarra with all her heart.

  K'Endarra nuzzled the nape of V'Anekka's neck and gently withdrew from her, letting T'Eldorna bring her to a second set of wet, throbbing orgasms which she enjoyed with her face still buried in V'Anekka's hair. K'Endarra licked the back of V'Anekka's neck, her tongue delicately tracing her concubine's flushed skin until V'Anekka lost control and tears spilled down her cheeks. K'Endarra whispered a word or two of reassurance that only V'Anekka could hear. Then she turned and took T'Eldorna from behind with both hands buried in the lovely woman's soaking crotch until she, too, succumbed to ecstasy in K'Endarra's arms, weeping with a happiness that was impossible to ignore.

  Jendri lay curled in the bed with the three satisfied women, aching both with the need for her wife's attentions and in sympathy with V'Anekka. Jendri decided in that moment to speak with K'Endarra about the situation as soon as she could.

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  CHAPTER 4

  It was another three hours before they returned to the royal apartments. Jendri threw herself into K'Endarra's arms, kissing her and grinding her aching womanhood against that of her wife's.

  “I love how you want me,” K'Endarra murmured into Jendri's thick, dark red hair. The Monarch tenderly conducted the Consort to the bed and arranged her on her back, gently drawing off her champagne silk lounging pajamas.

  “Darling, you're soaking wet!” K'Endarra observed with delight. “What will your valet think?"

  “That I desire my spouse,” Jendri gritted between clenched teeth. She wanted to grab K'Endarra's head and yank it down into her blazing crotch, but such aggression would have been unthinkable from Jendri to her lord. However, thrusting her hips against K'Endarra was acceptable and Jendri did it, turning at the same time to open K'Endarra's shirt to free her breasts and lick her nipples.

  “It has been hours, hasn't it?” K'Endarra reflected. “And you have been so loving and patient while I enjoyed my concubines."

  “I love it. I love you. I always want what you want,” Jendri reminded her.

  “Theoretically everyone in Asperia should want what I want, but you are among the few who really do,” K'Endarra pointed out.

  “You have no idea,” Jendri said honestly. “It is no different for me now than it was when I was your slave."

  “That has worked out well,” K'Endarra acknowledged, allowing her slender fingers to tangle in and gently tug at Jendri's thick, delectable bush, now matted with hot juices.

  Jendri arched to K'Endarra's touch and cried out in desperation. It seemed her passionate responses to her lover would never lose their intensity, nor did she desire such a thing.

  K'Endarra leaned close to Jendri and whispered directly against her lips, “Had you not had a year as a slave yourself, accepting my concubines and sex slaves might have been hard to manage. But you like it, don't you? You enjoy seeing another woman's head between my legs, do you not?"

  Jendri's hips jerked at the mental image created by K'Endarra's teasing speculation. “Yes!” she gasped. “I love it! It makes me gush! It makes me want to take you in my mouth, my lord!"

  “As well it should,” the Queen declared. Then K'Endarra thrust her tongue into Jendri's eager mouth, and two fingers into Jendri's needy pussy, simultaneously. The Consort's entire body leaped off the mattress to meet this double invasion, and she grunted and groaned as she frantically tried to increase the contact and pressure in both places.

  “K'Endarra, my love, more, oh please, touch me, darling.” Jendri's voice shook with the intensity of her desire.

  K'Endarra stroked ever so slowly in and out of the bubbling cauldron she had created between her wife's legs. If she didn't pace Jendri, her Consort would explode before either of them had a chance to enjoy the anticipation.

  “What is your favorite? Sharing my bed as my concubines pleasure me, or sharing my throne as I use my slaves?” K'Endarra teased.

  Jendri's eyes rolled back in her head. “Must I decide now, my lord?” she asked, almost sobbing. “They are both so wonderful! You have no idea how your pleasures thrill me."

  “I'll take your word for it,” K'Endarra laughed, having only used the question to stimulate her wife. “You can think it over and respond when you are somewhat more ... coherent."

  “My demanding liege,” Jendri whimpered, “I so love to be taken by you."

  K'Endarra withdrew her slick, slippery fingers. “Then I will feast on you now, my love, as I take no other woman.” So saying she turned above Jendri to consume the hot honey that was pulsing from her consort's cleft.

  Jendri reached up and eagerly fumbled K'Endarra's pants open. There was no way the insatiable Queen could pleasure her wife without becoming extremely aroused and demanding corresponding pleasure for herself. K'Endarra quickly responded by lowering herself to Jendri's mouth, and questing lips and tongues devoured hot pussies steadily for several long, exquisite moments. K'Endarra was careful to hold back her own orgasm until she had brought Jendri to the point of no return, and then she pushed her lover over the edge even as she allowed release to embrace her.

  “K'Endarraaaaaaaa!” Jendri shrieked as come and ecstasy burst from her in a fountain. She was waited so long, the pressure had been all but unbearable. Even though she herself was screaming, the climaxing monarch kept her face firmly in Jendri's womanhood, allowing herself to be bathed continuously in hot juices, demanding and receiving repeated orgasms from her spouse. Jendri writhed frantically in the grip of her pleasure, all but overwhelmed by its intensity and K'Endarra's strength and skill. Learning to give head while coming had been new to K'Endarra at the time of their engagement, but in the months that followed she had more than mastered it.

  “Oh, darling, darling,” Jendri sighed, gently disengaging K'Endarra's mouth from her utterly satisfied clitoris. “You were wonderful."

  K'Endarra rolled over onto her back and pulled Jendri into her arms. “I am so pleased that you await my attentions without jealousy,” she murmured happily, kissing her wife.

  “My lord, your pleasure is more to me than my own or even my own life. If there were anything I could change, I would give you more of myself, and I would increase your pleasure with your other women as well."

  “You would have me coming in your delectable mouths every waking minute, then,” the Queen teased, her deep brown eyes sparkling with amusement.

  “If only that were possible!” Jendri smiled. “In fact, I would give you not only more and better slaves, and more concubines, but more wives,” Jendri said thoughtfully, understanding she was beginning a new and significant journey with that statement.

  K'Endarra hooted. “More wives? Do you wish me to die young?"

  “I wish you to have more intimacy, more love, more pleasure, more frequently. I think V'Anekka is very much in love with you. Why have you not married her?” Jendri wanted to know.

  “Because I married you,” K'Endarra said simply, kissing Jendri's patrician nose.

  “But you have known her for years. Why, then, has she not left the harem?” Jendri persisted.

  “Mmmm, well, if you must know,” K'Endarra began reluctantly, “I did consider marriage with her. She and I do love each other, and she is of an excellent family, but I dallied. I wasn't ready to be that res
ponsible, as you well know. Then came the war with Obduria, and I fell in love with you, and I couldn't maintain both relationships. I was so smitten with you!” K'Endarra took Jendri's hand and kissed it warmly, a pleasant indication that she was no less smitten at the present.

  “Yet you keep her for your pleasure?” Jendri was somewhat distressed.

  “At her own request,” K'Endarra elaborated. “I have given her her freedom, she has begged to stay, and I have permitted it."

  “She must still love you then, as well,” Jendri thought aloud. “And who can blame her?"

  “I should make her leave, but I can't. I care for her,” K'Endarra confessed, somewhat ashamed.

  “You may have any number of wives under your laws,” Jendri pointed out. “You could marry her without affecting my status. It would free her from the harem and acknowledge your love, which is undeniable."

  “No monarch has had more than one wife for over a hundred years!” K'Endarra protested. Still, she couldn't help but think of what it would be like to have two wives to kiss and bed at once. “Still, she desires me deeply and longs to be kissed,” K'Endarra murmured thoughtfully.

  “As did I,” Jendri agreed. “And still do."

  “Yes,” K'Endarra nodded, and with that she kissed her wife, and took her again in the act of love. Finally, they slept.

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  CHAPTER 5

  The next night, Jendri and K'Endarra returned to the harem. They had had a long day meeting farmers and judging livestock at a fair, concluding with an outdoor meal and demonstration of folk dancing. K'Endarra had taught Jendri the steps in advance, so that when everyone joined it at the end, the two Queens were able to participate.

  Of course dancing with Jendri stimulated K'Endarra so that she was randy as ever by the time they approached the palace after dark. After a word to the Chamberlain, the Queens changed to comfortable clothing and made their way toward the great sealed bronze doors of the harem.

  “Have you never spent the night with just V'Anekka?” Jendri inquired as they walked, K'Endarra's arm around her waist.

  “Only in the harem, with the curtains closed,” K'Endarra nodded. “While the others lay outside, listening to us. We could hear them whimpering and moaning as we made love. It has been quite a while since we did that."

  “I would not mind if you did it again. Her love for you touches me,” Jendri remarked. She had long since accepted that she alone could never meet all of K'Endarra's needs. Furthermore, coming to understand her own need for submission and slavery, Jendri felt only stimulation and joy when K'Endarra took her other women. Jealousy and insecurity were not a problem for Jendri. Her position in K'Endarra's heart was more than guaranteed by their intense year of bonding and their comradeship in battle. Jendri's complete willingness for K'Endarra to enjoy all the women to whom she was entitled did nothing but make K'Endarra love her more.

  K'Endarra sighed, stopping to hold her wife close. “Many is the time I came close to kissing her, proposing and taking her. I'm sorry to say I even teased her, to excite her, doing that, getting just this close,” she demonstrated, so Jendri could feel the Queen's breath against her lips. “Then pulling back and making her beg. I wasn't as good to her as I could have been."

  “But you can make it up to her, if you wish. You can kiss her now that you are married,” Jendri pointed out with a devilish look.

  “But then she couldn't marry anyone else,” K'Endarra countered. “Once you kiss, you are committed for life. I couldn't do that to her."

  “I know,” Jendri smiled. “So you would either have to marry her or keep her as your concubine for life."

  “Am I too much for you, that you want me to take another wife to relieve the demands made upon you?” K'Endarra joked.

  “I wish only to relieve your needs and give you pleasure,” Jendri said truthfully. She did have one other reason, but she was not ready to share it with K'Endarra yet. Jendri hoped for an audience for their pleasures. While no concubine could be privy to the intimacy of the two Queens, an additional wife in the Monarch's bed would necessarily see and participate.

  “You do an admirable job of providing pleasure, in advising me, and in administering the realm with me,” K'Endarra said, stopping before the huge harem door and taking Jendri's hands in her own. “My life could not be any more perfect than it is right now.” And since no one else was present, K'Endarra took Jendri's face in her hands and tenderly kissed her.

  “Mmm ... ah ... oh, K'Endarra,” Jendri sighed. She could have stood there kissing for an hour, but K'Endarra could not. She was too far aroused to wait any longer.

  “Come, my love,” K'Endarra invited, taking Jendri's hand, as she dialed the combination. “I have something special in mind for this evening."

  But the concubines, too, had something special in mind. The moment the two queens entered the harem, the lights went down and they were led in the dark to a pile of pillows. K'Endarra frequently played along with their little games and surprises and offered no resistance. When the lights went up, the concubines, arrayed in little but silken wisps, treated their lord and her consort to a display of Obdurian erotic dancing, something only Jendri had seen before, and not since the annexation of her former homeland.

  “Oh, my!” Jendri said, clapping delightedly when it was over. “Thank you all very much!” In fact, women of her country almost never saw this dancing, because it was considered inappropriate in archaic Obduria, but as a soldier and especially a commanding officer, Jendri was routinely treated as male and consequently had seen everything. And as she had always been aroused by such displays of nearly naked, undulating woman-flesh before, she was equally aroused now, as was her wife, the Queen Regnant. The intensity of their combined musk as they say side by side on the pillows was intoxicating.

  “Where is Number Eight?” K'Endarra muttered, her vision somewhat clouded by a red haze of lust. “Eat me, woman,” she commanded, spreading her legs wide.

  The tall, buxom redhead dove right in, freeing her Queen's heated genitalia for a feast. K'Endarra yanked Jendri to her and kissed her wildly until she exploded in a searing orgasm under the tongue of her eager young lover. “Oh, gods! You must perform that dance for us again sometime,” she decreed when she had recovered somewhat. “And now, One, bring the stools and I will reward you and Eight, here."

  The stools. Jendri knew what that meant.

  “Oh, and let's have those lovely Osterlander dildoes, the ones Queen Julia provided,” K'Endarra went on. “Each of you put one in, kneel and don't move.” She turned to her royal spouse. “Jendri, would you like one?"

  It was diabolical. Jendri couldn't be touched or masturbate in the harem, but she could certainly hold a dildo in her aching pussy while the Monarch tortured her other women, pleasured them, and then came as much as she wished herself!

  Jendri could not have refused even if she wanted to, not only because to do so would have been rude, but because she very much wanted one of those Osterlander dildoes inside her spasming love channel. “Yes, please, my lord,” she managed to croak.

  The brown-haired and gentle Concubine Number Two handed the dildoes out while the Queen situated herself in a large, throne-like chair. Number One brought the two leather footstools and K'Endarra planted one boot firmly on each of them.

  Each of the remaining seven concubines slid an Osterlander dildo inside her, precipitating a chorus of little gasps and sighs. An Osterlander dildo wasn't just any dildo. It was a hand-polished piece of natural wood complete with knots and other irregularities. When inserted to an individual's personal preferences the resulting sensations were amazingly intense. All the other concubines including the beloved Number Seven knelt in a semi-circle while Jendri moved to a comfortable lounge which was her place of repose in the harem when she wasn't in bed with K'Endarra.

  At K'Endarra's invitation, Concubines Number Eight and One knelt over each of her boots, and at her nod, they grasped her legs behind her knees and began to rock, dre
amy, contented expressions stealing over their faces. K'Endarra looked over at her wife and winked. This had been Jendri's special pleasure before their marriage, and although Jendri could no longer indulge, K'Endarra enjoyed stimulating her with occasional demonstrations.

  Very quickly, Numbers Eight and One were highly aroused. They slid up and down, back and forth over the high, shiny black riding boots K'Endarra favored, coating them thickly with their sweet honey. Jendri looked at the slickness in which they rubbed themselves, and licked her lips greedily. How she would love to kneel before K'Endarra and lick her boots clean after the concubines came! Yet it was forbidden her as Consort. So much that she used to adore was off-limits to her, and sometimes Jendri thought it might drive her mad with needs that could never be fulfilled. And did K'Endarra even begin to understand? Jendri wasn't at all sure.

  Pushing those thoughts aside, Jendri reached beneath the folds of her gown and adjusted the dildo lodged deep within her. She was able to get one knobby bump right against her g-spot, and so was able to give herself a good, hard jolt of pre-orgasmic delight with it whenever she wanted, although she had to be careful not to come. K'Endarra didn't have to allow her a dildo at all, but clearly, she trusted her spouse to control herself and enjoy herself vicariously by observing her lord's pleasure. By cooperating, Jendri insured her own release later, in private, in K'Endarra's arms. All that was well and good, but Jendri couldn't help shuddering with desire as she watched the two lucky concubines approach climax.

  Jendri was not alone in her desire to be more than a spectator. All the kneeling concubines were swaying now, moaning softly and fiddling with their dildoes to gain the maximum sensation without achieving unauthorized climax. K'Endarra was quite indulgent with her women, permitting them to pleasure themselves and one another in her absence. But in her presence, she expected all of their attention to be focused upon her and her pleasure, and rightly so.