The Submitting of Jendri [The Queen's Slavewoman #6] Page 9

  There was no point to the gesture other than the dramatic effect it would have on the other side of the curtain, but Jendri understood the value of that and complied readily, using exaggerated movements to strip off the shirt and fling it away. “Oh, my love, come to me,” she whispered, but loudly enough to be heard. “I can't wait to give myself to you."

  "And I can't wait to receive your gift, my sweet,” K'Endarra murmured into Jendri's hair as she mounted her wife. She settled her thigh against the Jewel and said, as they began to rock gently, “I could let you come tonight, but then the morning after next would be too soon—"

  "I know,” Jendri said, putting a finger to K'Endarra's lips. “And I prefer to wait for that.” She worked her hand up between K'Endarra's thighs to cup and massage her clitoris. “Come for both of us, my love."

  "I hoped you would say that. I want our coupling before the trip to be especially memorable,” K'Endarra said, relieved.

  "And why would this one not be just as memorable, if not more?” Jendri asked. “Now, enjoy yourself. You know how much I love to feel it."

  K'Endarra just smiled and kissed her beloved first wife and soul mate. Of all her women, Jendri was the most attuned to her, and the most complimentary in response to her every need. Then K'Endarra began to move. She spread Jendri's legs with her own, and pressed her completely to the mattress.

  On the other side of the curtain, V'Anekka, unlike Jendri, crept as close to the curtain as she could, for the closer she was when K'Endarra came, the more intense her sympathetic orgasms would be. The shadow-play was delightful and V'Anekka enjoyed it, but she preferred the sounds and the motion of the bed as K'Endarra moved between her First Consort's legs in pursuit of the perfect orgasm. She could very easily believe K'Endarra was taking her again, and when they came it would feel as if she had. At the same time, the knowledge that K'Endarra lay in another woman's arms sharpened V'Anekka's need for the Queen, and that was exactly why K'Endarra liked to have at least two women in her bed, to play one against the other. She had chosen her wives well, because they enjoyed the affectionate competition to please the Queen as much as they could, and K'Endarra won every time.

  The two women kissed hungrily, and Jendri, long-unfulfilled, reached full arousal first. But the Jewel helped K'Endarra to control her wife until she herself was ready to come. In the meantime, Jendri moaned and thrust up against K'Endarra, her body attempting to achieve what her mind told her she could not do. V'Anekka also moaned, both for Jendri and because she was ready. She lay on her stomach with her hand underneath her, which was as close as she could get to copying the position K'Endarra was in atop Jendri. She could see that easily enough even though she was close to the curtain. When she came, the weight of her body on her clitoris would intensify her response and would feel more like K'Endarra's weight as well.

  "Come on, baby,” V'Anekka grunted, writhing and humping the sheets. “Give it to her! Make us both feel you come!"

  "Oh ... yes ... please ... K'Endarra,” Jendri begged. “I need you to finish! The throbbing is killing me!"

  "All right, my darlings,” K'Endarra agreed, “I have held back long enough.” She let her weight completely down onto Jendri's hand and muttered, “Take it all, slave.” Gripping her wife by the shoulders she bore down, gyrating her hips until her orgasm exploded out of her.

  The instant the Queen came, V'Anekka climaxed, too. She rolled from side to side, screaming and grinding into her hand to wring as much ecstasy from her body as she possibly could. Vaguely she could hear the slap-thump of her wife coming on the welcoming thighs of her First Consort. Although her perception of the activity of the shadows was unclear, it struck her that K'Endarra's movements were more fluid, even in her loss of control, while Jendri's body shuddered and heaved underneath in agonized stiffness as it pursued release it could not reach.

  "Nnnngggggg—nggggaaaahhhhh!” K'Endarra yelled. She felt as if her sex was a cluster of fireworks, and she saw stars. And then she saw nothing, but felt everything. Huge shudders rippled through her, and as V'Anekka came, K'Endarra came even more in response. Jendri's cries of desperation tuned her responses even further. “More!” K'Endarra demanded. “More!"

  Under her, Jendri vibrated and jerked as her own body spasmed in need and response to the other women, but her clit was trapped and unable to reach orgasm, which was the point. It swelled to bursting and burned and throbbed in time with the others, but the last sensation was denied her. She remained gasping, suspended over the brink of orgasm while K'Endarra and V'Anekka went over into an abyss of physical rapture. “Ohhhhhhhh, K'Endarraaaaaaa!” Jendri groaned. “Oh, it's so good! So strong! Gods, how I love your come!"

  It was several minutes before the dominant women's climaxes were complete. Then K'Endarra fell away from Jendri, rolling limply onto her back. Seeing her chance, Jendri crept between the Queen's moist thighs and feasted on the hot juices that bathed them. When she gently sucked the plum-like clitoris, K'Endarra convulsed slightly and climaxed again, eliciting a soft groan from the other side of the curtain, where V'Anekka enjoyed it with her.

  Jendri waited until she was certain she could stand and walk, then rose and returned with cool cloths for the others and slid the curtain back so she could serve them more easily. When they were comfortable, Jendri went to the bathroom again and took care of her own needs last, as a loving submissive should. When she slipped into the bed at K'Endarra's feet, she fell asleep thinking of the orgasm that would finally be hers in less than a day and a half.

  CHAPTER Twelve

  They were alone in the Imperial bedchamber on the morning of K'Endarra's wedding. The Queen herself had already dressed and gone to oversee arrangements and greet early-arriving royalty, such as Julia, Queen of the Osterlanders, and her Consort.

  Jendri looked down on the courtyard where the two rulers were embracing. “Oh, look! Julia has brought yet another wonderfully carved box! I wonder what's in it this time."

  "Come here, you slave. I believe you are in debt to me for your orgasm of two nights ago,” V'Anekka reminded her.

  "I am! But we must leave this room for the servants to ready for tonight. Let's go to your chambers,” Jendri said, pulling the Second Consort from the Imperial bed. “I will worship you as you demand until the wedding,” Jendri promised.

  "I wish I could use you that long, but I need to be responsive to K'Endarra both tonight and in the morning. For that reason, I will limit myself to one climax now. After the numbing gel wears off tonight, I will not be able to control my responses, and that concerns me."

  "My lovely Princess, when have you ever failed to be responsive to K'Endarra?” Jendri asked, puzzled.

  "Whenever she is completely done with me, or that one time when she made Sharue do me."

  "Well,” Jendri said, squeezing her hand as they went down the wide hall. “I am not Sharue, and we can always apply more gel tonight if you are worried about the morning."

  "We will see how late she stays up fucking. If it is too long, I may have to use that damnable stuff. But it is better than displeasing our lord,” V'Anekka said with a grimace.

  "In any event, let us make this particular orgasm especially pleasant for you, my lord Princess. Command me, I pray you."

  "I command you to kiss me. We may not be able to kiss even once for an entire month,” V'Anekka said wistfully.

  "In that case, we must close and lock the door and pull up the covers to block the view. If there is any disturbance, we must bury our faces in one another's necks, as is the custom here when lovers are not married,” Jendri cautioned.

  "Agreed. And I will do you face to face, with a dildo, to improve our angle for kissing. It is much easier that way, and the one on the bottom is hidden from view,” V'Anekka said. “Now go get ready for me.” She swatted Jendri's backside to make her jump ahead into the bedroom, and closed and locked the door behind them.

  Once in bed, they made a tent of the sheets to conceal and arrange themselves. Then, slo
wly, wearing the smoothest strap-on dildo they had, with no protrusions or irregularities of any kind that might stimulate Jendri, V'Anekka entered the First Consort until she was fully impaled.

  "Uhhhhh! Ohh, V'Anekka, I can't even move!” Jendri gasped. “It's in so deeply and so tight against the Jewel."

  "Perfect. Move with me and make me come. The dildo will help you feel my orgasms.” With that, V'Anekka lowered her head and teased Jendri's lips apart with her tongue. At the same time, she began to move very gently between the First Consort's legs, in time with the movement of her tongue.

  Although Jendri had said she could not move, she was unable to resist this gentle assault. Almost involuntary, her hips began to rise and fall with V'Anekka's.

  Like K'Endarra, V'Anekka had learned to feed off the need of her lover. It had taken a while to get used to being dominant to Jendri when she had been submissive to K'Endarra for so long, but V'Anekka was a quick learner. Now she gently devoured Jendri's lips and tongue, gratified when the Queen Consort arched up, seeking more sensation. The woman was on fire for her! Granted, she was on fire most of the time, but Jendri's attentions were on V'Anekka's pleasure for the moment.

  The Asperian dominant forced her tongue deep into Jendri's mouth to make her suck, and while they were thus engaged, V'Anekka sped up her thrusts, a little at a time, so that by the time Jendri began to reach arousal, V'Anekka was already in orgasm. She bucked hard and screamed in triumph, her hips pounding the heavy dildo into the welcoming cunt of her lover. Jendri's urgent gyrations made V'Anekka's sensations all the more intense, and she finally rolled free with a pleasantly stupefied expression on her face, leaving Jendri to writhe in her hot juices.

  "I wish I could command you to dress without bathing,” V'Anekka said, “but I don't think K'Endarra would appreciate that."

  "No, I think if she wants us to marinate, it must be in her essence and not one another's,” Jendri said regretfully, still twitching as her body pursued the climax it needed so badly. “Although I assure you, I would not mind."

  V'Anekka reached over and cupped Jendri's Jewel, kissing her teasingly. “Stay good and hot for her. By this time tomorrow, she will have taken both of us and we will be en route to the harbor."

  Jendri shuddered, groaning as the other woman toyed with her, but it was futile. They had to get up and dress for the matrimonial ceremony. It would be very bad form to keep the Queen waiting on her wedding day, probably punishable by death. No one had ever tried it.

  At last, that afternoon, in the famous Imperial Gardens surrounding the great Castle Golgathex, K'Endarra the Magnificent took her third wife, the Lady Sharue. They went before a magistrate, and not a priest, and although this did not go unremarked by the nobility, K'Endarra, an absolute monarch, was unconcerned as her reign since Jendri's surrender had been without scandal. Taking a wife without the benefit of priests might raise a few eyebrows, but nothing could come of it. The manner of marriage was more of a message to Sharue than to anyone else. If she hoped to ever marry before the priests, she would have to adapt completely to her royal wife.

  K'Endarra had a message for her senior wives as well, which was delivered in the form of her wedding gift to Sharue: a set of diamonds worth a Queen's ransom. The pieces were no more elaborate and no greater in number than the jewelry Jendri and V'Anekka had received, but they were set all with diamonds, and thus of greater intrinsic value than either emeralds or sapphires. The message was that Sharue was indeed of great value to their lord the Queen, and was to be treated as such, regardless of their personal feelings toward her.

  "Ah! Look at that! I may go blind,” V'Anekka whispered as Sharue, escorted by her parents, approached the Queen. Her silver dress and the coating of diamonds made the young woman seem enveloped by an enormous halo. Sharue sank to the ground before the Queen, who raised her with a smile and took her hands in her own.

  Although they were K'Endarra's official attendants, along with S'Eranda, the Queen's sister, and thus close to the center of the garden, no one was looking at the senior wives. All eyes were on the raven-haired third wife of the Queen, known to be roughly half her age and thus much younger than the others. Many nobles were spreading the word that they, too, might contract multiple marriages as the precedent had been set. And there were also whispers about the status of K'Endarra's senior consorts. Would they fall from favor, banished to lavish but isolated residences in the great royal preserves?

  Jendri and V'Anekka knew better. They had their superior titles, positions and responsibilities, and no one could possibly understand that their sex life would be enhanced, not diminished, by the addition of the young Paxverdian. What went on in the royal apartments stayed there, except for the piercing screams of pleasure. What caused them, exactly, was a permanent mystery to the people of Asperia.

  Because it was not a religious ceremony, and Sharue was merely a third wife, the celebration following the exchange of vows was relatively short. A massive buffet was served in the gardens and the guests were entertained by an orchestra that provided both dance music and strolling ensembles. The fountains all played at full strength and liveried servants with cold champagne dashed gracefully through the crowd keeping everyone merry.

  When K'Endarra danced with her third wife, Jendri felt her knees go weak. To her, there was nothing more sensuous than being led by her wife. “Oh, I so love to dance with her,” she sighed.

  "If you do, you will lose control and come in her arms,” V'Anekka teased. “As will I."

  "She will not dance with us today,” Jendri said. “This is all for Sharue. And since she is unlikely to ever have another lover, I don't begrudge it. After all, you and I have one another, with our lord's permission. That isn't going to be the case with our new sister-wife."

  "Oh? How do you know? K'Endarra can order us to serve her, and if she does, we must."

  Jendri laughed. “I am old enough to be her mother! And I am also her disciplinarian. Not likely."

  V'Anekka snorted. “All of us are old enough to be her mother. That is not the point. The point is dominance. She will do it because she can."

  "I guarantee she will not. Don't ask me yet how I know. All in good time."

  V'Anekka was intrigued but satisfied. “I leave it to you, then. I would prefer not to if at all possible."

  "Not even for her tongue on you?” Jendri joked.

  V'Anekka regarded Jendri as if she were the village idiot. “Please. Do you think I would trade even one night with K'Endarra for a year of Sharue's mouth?"

  Jendri inclined her head and winked. “You are most loyal to our lord."

  They split up then to wander among the other guests and to be good hosts on K'Endarra's behalf. As the sun began to set, the orchestra began their last medley, and K'Endarra led Sharue back to the dance floor. However, after a couple of turns, she handed her bride off to her brother, Prince K'Enro, and gave her hand to Jendri. Startled, Jendri bowed but immediately responded to her wife's invitation. “How lovely! But please make sure—"

  "Yes, V'Anekka, too. The conductor knows to keep playing until I take Sharue back again. So, have you enjoyed yourself?"

  "Mmmm, not as much as you're going to,” Jendri said, her head on the Queen's shoulder.

  "It will be tomorrow morning before you know it. And take good care of V'Anekka for me. One hour of the gel, then give her whatever she needs, and in the morning, each to your own bedrooms."

  "Of course, my lord,” Jendri said. “You know we live to serve and obey you. And we look forward to hearing you tonight."

  "I will be thinking of you, too. When I hear you with V'Anekka, and know how much you desire me, I will enjoy Sharue all the more. Now, where is that Princess of mine?"

  She swept V'Anekka away for a similarly intimate chat, and Jendri could see the fair young woman blush. Both of us are wet for her, she thought. And we will stay that way.

  CHAPTER Thirteen

  After the array of culinary masterpieces at the reception, th
ere was no need for a supper in the Imperial apartments that evening. Instead, a cart filled with delicacies and chilled beverages was delivered to the dining room, as it would be a long and strenuous night for the newlyweds and their audience. All servants were then dismissed, and all interior doors to all the suites were flung wide, so that K'Endarra's senior wives would hear the passion of the first night. Thus they would be eager for their lord in the morning, when she took each of them privately before the honeymoon. Sharue might not like that tradition, but she would have to accept it. There were constant reminders to keep the three wives mindful of their place, such as the harem, the sex slaves, and K'Endarra's occasional other paramours. For the royalty of Asperia, faithfulness was an emotional concept, not a physical one.

  Since there were no servants, Jendri and V'Anekka valeted the lovers for their first night together as a married couple. Both brides were dressed in the finest silk lingerie and conducted to the enormous imperial bed, made with perfect, new satin sheets, where Sharue would now reign as the official favorite. The two senior wives knelt before K'Endarra and kissed her feet to acknowledge their acceptance of her new marriage, and their reduced status as a result of it. She bent and kissed them each on the cheek and dismissed them with a nod. Her attention was clearly on her new wife, awaiting her in the immense bed.

  The other women retreated at once to Jendri's bedchamber, which was closer to the Imperial bedroom. Sighing with resignation, V'Anekka lay down on her back and spread her legs for Jendri, who quickly measured and applied a one hour portion of the numbing gel. V'Anekka squirmed as it was spread on, and moaned as it took effect. “Oh, you cannot imagine the torture of this!” she whined.

  Jendri continued, entering V'Anekka's canal with another dab to numb as much of the internal portion of the clitoris as she could. V'Anekka humped frantically for a moment, then subsided. “By the gods, I love that woman. I would never allow this for anyone else."