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

  Jendri, who had not come since V'Anekka's use of her before that thrilling night in the harem, was gasping in ecstasy as the boot heel drilled her out. “Oh! K'Endarra! Ah! Oh! How you torture your slaves!” And still she pressed for more, luxuriating in the invasion of her rear canal. She tugged at her gold chain, trying to move closer to her wife, but the royal heel, which was completely engulfed in her ass, could penetrate no further.

  "Lick me, come-sucking slut,” K'Endarra ordered her second wife, holding her head down with both hands. “If Sharue cannot hear my orgasm in the library, I will whip you both and hang you up to drain while I fuck her in the next room."

  V'Anekka, trussed tight as a convict, fought to keep up with the flow of honey from K'Endarra's cleft. The Queen rubbed herself harshly on her lover's face, demanding more and more sensation, eliciting moans of passion from both wives, who knew beyond a doubt that her orgasm was imminent, and they would all share it.

  "Yesyes, ah ... wife, suck ... hard ... take me. Take meeeeeeeeee—eeeeeoww—waaaaahhhhhh!!” K'Endarra came with a roar of triumph, thrilling all who heard her. When K'Endarra had all the sex she needed, she was a happy queen and easy to serve. V'Anekka thrashed wildly in her silken bonds, joining her wife in release, grunting through the mouthful of rich, hot flesh she devoured.

  Jendri cried out as hot need sliced through her clit like a lance, twisting and turning in her groin. “Ah my lord K'Endarra!” Jendri screamed. “Do it! Fuck her! Gaaaaaahhhhhhds!” She jerked at the length of her chain, every nerve ending on fire as the Queen spent herself on V'Anekka.

  Eventually it ended, at least for that night, and K'Endarra ordered lazily, “Free yourself, Jendri, and clean both of us with your tongue."

  Jendri was quick to obey, as always, and she said to her beloved with a smile, “If you love us, merciful lord wife, never stop doing that."

  "It is my pleasure to shove my heel up your butt and come on another woman. Why would I stop?” K'Endarra demanded with a laugh. V'Anekka smiled and rolled from under K'Endarra so that Jendri could free her and clean her. Lying side by side, both royal Asperians nourished their slave with another orgasm each when she cleaned them, and she was grateful to them for their pleasure, moaning with them. Her liquid heat wet the bed under her, but Jendri felt no need to complain.

  K'Endarra then ordered Jendri, “Send for Sharue. I will find out if she heard me, and if not, you will both sleep in chains."

  Both wives doubted anyone with normal hearing in the whole palace had missed it, and when questioned Sharue was able to verify this easily. “Good. Wives, you are dismissed. Sharue, lie at my feet. Jendri, I have left a letter on my desk in my study. See it is posted in the morning."

  "As you command, my lord,” Jendri promised. Both wives bowed low to the Queen in her bed and slipped out.

  "Let us see the letter,” V'Anekka whispered.

  They went to look and found it sealed, but the address was clear: To the Royal Shipwright. It was very thick and heavy.

  "What could it be?” Jendri wondered.

  As it was not theirs to question the Queen, they went to bed together puzzled but too sleepy to be concerned further. Whatever it was, they would either find out when K'Endarra wanted them to, or not at all.

  * * * *

  The time finally arrived for K'Endarra's wives to offer their wedding presents. Ever since the engagement announcement, V'Anekka had been busy with something she would let no one see, not even Jendri. But when Jendri's gift was delivered, V'Anekka brought out her own as well.

  Jendri examined the heavy gold accessory. “It is lovely, but how would you wear it?"

  "Well, I feel a real need to emphasize my submission to her, and her ownership of me. I call it the Esurian Knot,” V'Anekka said, invoking the name of the vast lands she ruled in the Queen's stead. “As we discussed, I cannot wear a Paxverdian Jewel; it would be too tight. This is symbolic of my slavery to her, though. I will need four piercings to bear its weight, and of course the small dildo would be worn inside. It is too small to really provide sensation. It is purely symbolic as well."

  "Lie down and show me,” Jendri requested.

  V'Anekka obliged. “I would have my labia pierced far forward and far to the rear. This would allow plenty of room for clitoral erection, even with the chain for the dildo in place."

  "You would always feel it,” Jendri cautioned.

  "Do you not always feel your Jewel?” V'Anekka countered gently.

  "Yes, but you are not subject—"

  "You are right, and I must be! You keep her by your constant need, something I cannot manage. Sharue will keep her by the unique texture of her tongue. I must at least do something to demonstrate I live for her alone, or she may lose interest."

  "She always loses interest to a certain extent, and she always seems to become interested again. I would not worry,” Jendri said, looking at the magnificent specimen of Asperian nobility lying on the bed before her. “Somehow I can't grasp the notion of permanent loss of interest. You have certainly never lost my interest, and you never will. And you are not even my wife."

  "Ah, but you are my slave, and this Knot will not change that,” V'Anekka smiled. “Now show me your gift."

  "Look, a pair of nipple rings with extra lengths of chain. She can join them together or to my Jewel, or both, under my clothing,” Jendri said, opening the velvet box that had just been delivered.

  "And I see there is room for her to place jewels in them, as I am sure she will,” V'Anekka predicted.

  Jendri nodded. “One thing is for sure: if Sharue does not offer the Jewel on the honeymoon, she is a fool. But if she does, K'Endarra will never tolerate all of us being pierced at once."

  "No matter when we are pierced, she will use our mouths even if she can't touch us,” V'Anekka said. “In fact, she may enjoy that even more. Now, when shall we give our gifts?"

  "Privately,” Jendri decided. “I will ask her tonight to set aside time, and as soon as I have given mine, you give yours. She will accept piercing me easily, since I have already been pierced for her, and once she does, it will be easier for you to convince her, too."

  CHAPTER Six

  K'Endarra was agreeable to an intimate session with Jendri the next evening, and so the Queen Consort dressed carefully and awaited her lord's arrival in her chambers. Although being in her own apartments meant she might climax, it did not mean she would, nor did she intend to request it, In fact, Jendri planned complete submission to her wife to accompany her gift. That meant giving pleasure, both physical and emotional, without receiving. Naturally Jendri was always pleased if K'Endarra was; that was inevitable. But her satisfaction always derived from whatever the Queen experienced, and not from anything that the Queen did for her, except to love her. That was enough.

  So Jendri prepared her surprise. A late supper of the Queen's favorite dishes by candlelight, a string quartet outdoors around the corner on the balcony, a sheer peignoir set, and the gift itself.

  When K'Endarra arrived, Jendri sank gracefully to the carpeting and lovingly kissed her shining boots. K'Endarra had also dressed especially for her first wife, wearing exotic high, soft burgundy leather embossed with gold-tooled leaves. The low heels, too, were plated with gold. Jendri loved the smoothness of the metal on her tongue.

  K'Endarra allowed Jendri sufficient time to worship her, but had to back to an easy chair down because her wife's attentions were arousing her. As she sat, she opened her trousers and waited for Jendri to work her way up to her exposed genitals.

  Jendri was aware of her lord's arousal, but took her time so they could both enjoy the building excitement. Finishing with the tops of K'Endarra's boots, she bypassed the opened trousers and leaned against K'Endarra for a kiss instead. The Queen gladly obliged her, feeling beneath Jendri's lovely sapphire gown for the Jewel, now bathed in slick honey. K'Endarra caressed her wife gently as they probed and sucked each other, nibbling and teasing one another's lips and tongues, and then the Quee
n pulled back, indicating her desire for her wife's mouth on her sex.

  Jendri bowed down into K'Endarra's lap and caressed the swollen exterior clit with her tongue, swirling around and around in endless spirals as K'Endarra sighed and spread wider. She lifted one leg over the arm of the chair and wrapped her other behind Jendri's head. Her hand rested lightly on the back of her wife's neck, and she arched gracefully into the questing mouth.

  Neither woman had said a word. There was no need, for both wanted the same thing. As the string ensemble outside played haunting melodies, K'Endarra gushed into her wife with a muffled roar. “Oh! Oh, Jendri!” she groaned. “My slave, my wife! Ah!"

  Jendri squirmed with intense heat, enjoying the unfulfilled throbbing between her legs. Panting, she cleansed her wife, uncomplaining, asking for nothing. K'Endarra relaxed and finally lifted Jendri's chin so they could kiss again. “Hello, darling,” the Queen murmured, looking down into her wife's sparkling eyes.

  "My lord,” Jendri smiled, kissing K'Endarra's hand.

  "Thank you. I believe I would like to return to that course later on,” K'Endarra remarked.

  "I have many more for your pleasure,” Jendri told her, rising to sink into the Queen's lap.

  "Then bring them on, cunt, so that I may use you even more,” K'Endarra growled playfully.

  "My lord can never use me too much,” Jendri sighed as K'Endarra's fingers found their way inside the silk to her wife's desire-hardened nipples. “Torture me, darling lord."

  K'Endarra twisted and squeezed, rolling the nipples between her fingers until Jendri cried out, then rose with her wife in her arms. “Serve me, slave,” she ordered on her way to the table, which Jendri had set for one. She lowered her Consort to the floor so that she could serve dinner.

  Quickly, Jendri removed her sheer clothing to wait on the Queen naked, as they both preferred. She presented one delicacy after another, licking the plates clean beside the gleaming burgundy boots under the table.

  "Excellent, darling! All my favorites,” K'Endarra declared as she threw down her napkin, having fed her wife nothing, as was her right, nor could Jendri beg for food. “Now, what's this all about? Have you been thinking about the request I granted you?"

  "Oh, sweetheart! There is nothing I want! I promise to keep thinking about it, but my love, you have already given me more than anyone would ever need.” Jendri protested, kissing K'Endarra's hand.

  "Then what is the occasion?” K'Endarra pressed.

  "As a matter of fact, I have something for you, for your wedding,” Jendri said, blushing.

  "A present? For me?” K'Endarra was immediately enchanted. For a woman who had everything, she was remarkably childlike about surprises. “She pulled Jendri up into her lap. “What is it? Where is it?"

  Jendri laughed. “Shall I bring it out here, or do you want it in the bedroom?"

  "The bedroom!” K'Endarra cried. “I'll carry you there."

  She scooped her wife up and trotted into the bedroom, placing her precious cargo gently on the bed.

  Jendri opened a drawer and brought out the box, which she had wrapped in bright paper, using the chain as a ribbon. “There you are, beloved."

  "Just what I need, another chain,” K'Endarra laughed, putting it aside.

  "Come, come, use your imagination,” Jendri teased.

  K'Endarra ripped the paper apart and opened the lid. Tastefully arranged were the two heavy gold nipple rings in the same style as the setting of Jendri's Paxverdian Jewel. “Oh! Jendri! Oh, you do love me!” K'Endarra squealed.

  "Of course I love you, my lord,” Jendri murmured, drawing her spouse's face toward her for a kiss. “I have never loved anyone else."

  K'Endarra pulled the rings out and held them up to Jendri's nipples. “I can hardly wait. And I shall set them with rubies to match your lovely Jewel."

  "And the chain, my lord, can be used to link the rings together, or the rings to the Jewel. Anything you want."

  "Mmmmm. Jendri in chains all the time,” K'Endarra sighed.

  "A more willing prisoner you will never have. Let me show you something else, my love,” Jendri said. She took the rings and fitted them over K'Endarra's ring fingers. “When you grasp my breasts, they are just the right size to slip your own fingers into. You can wear my tits."

  "By the gods,” K'Endarra exclaimed. “Would that I could call for the physician to pierce you this minute, but we must plan carefully. Tomorrow we will choose your rubies and have them set. Tonight, however, I want you in nipple clamps, and I can fantasize about how it will feel when you are pierced for real."

  "Take me, then,” Jendri invited.

  "Undress me, slut, and get your clamps. The chains will work on them as well,” K'Endarra ordered.

  "As you command, my lord Queen,” Jendri said. She slid to the floor at her wife's feet, pressed her open mouth to each instep in homage, and then undressed the Queen, putting the boots aside to polish later. Giving K'Endarra the clamps, Jendri lay on her back and enjoyed the ritual of being chained by her private parts to her bed. K'Endarra added the ankle spreader bar and rose gracefully above her first wife, lowering herself so that her left thigh ground Jendri's Jewel into her, and at the same time, she could grind her own enlarged clitoris against Jendri's left thigh. Using all the strength in both her legs, she fucked her wife hard, pounding her into the mattress, holding her by her breasts, as Jendri had suggested, until the pleasure surged through her, and she made Jendri feel the rush of her orgasm even as she denied her release.

  Jendri couldn't help groaning deeply with need, but this was not construed by K'Endarra as a complaint. In fact, she understood it for exactly what it was, and released her wife from the headboard, reattaching her to the footboard with the chain looped around the spreader bar instead.

  "Lick me out for your dessert,” she invited Jendri, who crept up under her legs and, clinging to the Queen's muscular ass, obeyed happily. She received K'Endarra's next orgasms on her face, trembling and squirming with the unrelenting agony between her legs, knowing how much her submission pleased the Queen.

  K'Endarra enjoyed herself immensely that night, reveling in the selflessness that brought her such intense ecstasy. “My Jendri, you are an excellent lover and slave,” she said, freeing her wife to hold her at last. “Clean me properly, and shine my boots. Then you may come to bed. Sleep in the chains."

  "Thank you for sharing your orgasms with me, my love,” Jendri said humbly, but K'Endarra was sleepy with satiation and only smiled.

  Jendri bathed the drowsy Queen with cool cloths, extinguished the lights and left the room. On her knees in the sitting room, she polished the beautiful burgundy leather while eating some of K'Endarra's leftovers, even though they were cold. She then put the cart full of dishes near the service entry and crept back into bed with the Queen. She felt for the wet spot, pressed her cheek to it, and although she ached for release, fell asleep with the woman who owned her, heart, body and soul.

  CHAPTER Seven

  K'Endarra was awakened the next morning by her wife, humping her leg in her sleep. “I think someone wants to come,” the Queen said, kissing her spouse's nose.

  Jendri was startled awake, and K'Endarra repeated her remark.

  "Oh, no! I didn't ask! Please my lord, forgive me!” Jendri cried in alarm, pulling back.

  K'Endarra rolled her eyes. “I did not say you asked. But I do think your body is sending you a message."

  "I can control it!” Jendri promised. “I would never ask for release without permission, my lord."

  "Go. Prepare yourself for me,” K'Endarra ordered, rising to join her wife in the bathroom.

  Dying a thousand deaths from embarrassment, Jendri went to apply cool cloths to her overheated genitals, praying K'Endarra would not take her Jewel off now of all times.

  Emerging from the bathroom, K'Endarra threw open Jendri's bedroom door and in her best parade-ground voice, summoned her second wife who arrived in mere seconds.

  "V
'Anekka, please join us,” the Queen invited, patting the bed. “I am sure you will enjoy this, and I need your help. I intend to go directly to Sharue when I am done with my first slut-wife, and I want you to take over here."

  V'Anekka nodded, “Yes, of course, my lord.” She lay down at the foot of the bed, ready for anything.

  In the bed, Jendri begged her wife, “Use me. My pleasure comes from you, K'Endarra. Do not even think about me."

  "Spread your ass cheeks, slut,” was all the Queen had to say and Jendri did it without another word.

  K'Endarra was enjoying her wife's predicament, and did not remove the Jewel. Putting a thick smooth dildo into her harness, she took Jendri in the ass, cautioning, “Hold back, wife. Let me see your control.” This she followed with a series of short, hard thrusts that made Jendri shriek and tear at the sheets under them.

  But K'Endarra then fooled her lover, making a quick change to the Osterlander dildo they all preferred, and putting it into Jendri's vagina from behind. K'Endarra suspected that, having waited for nearly two weeks for an orgasm, Jendri would come this way despite the Jewel closed over her clit. If she didn't, K'Endarra still had ways.

  "Suppress your climax while I come, slave,” K'Endarra warned, knowing that her words alone would drive Jendri wild. Then she sank the Osterlander in her wife up to the hilt and shimmied her hips to give herself an orgasm, helped along, of course, by Jendri's wild gyrations in an effort to obey.

  For K'Endarra, it was over almost as soon as she entered Jendri with the dildo the second time. This had almost nothing to do with her but with Jendri's responses to the situation: her desperate cries of need conflicted with her begging not to be forced to come, and her attempts to please K'Endarra by moving with her conflicted with her efforts to resist climax. But K'Endarra had no need to resist her wife, and she erupted, bucking hard into Jendri's ass and bellowing her triumph.