Chains Willing Ch. 06

I couldn't do this. I couldn't lay with two older women. Could I? Was I this person? I figured if I could let daemon worms use my body to strengthen their offspring, for surely, I could be this type of slut. For surely so...

"Don't let your mind tear you apart, dear," said Lady Eve.

A deep breath didn't help. I kept silent and coy.

She took me to a dark room of stone and nothingness, more of a prison cell than anything else. A bench in the corner, a rug on the floor, and a lume-crystal for light ... and nothing else.

"She's readying herself for you," she said.

I kneeled on the rug, and attempted to control my breathing. With my eyes closed, I attempted to meditate the feeling of dread away. I didn't see her kneel in front of me.

"You haven't worn makeup in so long," she said, taking my face into her hands, "You'll be wearing some for your wedding."

I opened my eyes at her. "Wedding? It's a wedding then?"

She chuckled. "Yes, dear, they don't call it that. But I do, I'm a human and I interpret their traditions as I see fit. It is a wedding. And in few days' time, you'll be considered a princess. You should be overwhelmed with joy."

I shook my head. "I- I don't know how to react. I love her with every amount of my heart. I just don't really understand all of this yet. Who am I? And why was I brought here?"

She hugged me tightly, like a friend. "Oh Liana. In time, you'll see. You're quite the Spellmaiden. You're quite the archer too. You'll be just fine with us."

She reached into a small pouch in her gown. "I like to use Dead Man's Ink to line my eyes. It doesn't sting at all. And if you're ever in a pinch, you can wipe some off your eyes and write a quick rune to defend yourself. The trades of an assassin yes, but useful indeed."

She plucked a Hollow Crow's feather quill from her neatly wrapped bun to trace over my lashline, and water lines as well, quite simple.

She leaned back. "With the simplest little details, you have the look of an Eternal. You'll kill one with your beauty someday."

I didn't know what to say. I blushed. I wished I had a mirror to see. I hadn't seen my face with makeup in such a long time.

"K'Oren will see you on your day like this, with some other added effects of course. She'll likely ravage you on the spot, I wager."

A warm glittery burst of love enveloped my chest. I felt fine just then. I'll be fine for my Mistress.

She stood, tugged on my leash, and I followed her out of the room into the dimly lit hall. A few steps down the corridor we stopped at the main bedroom. I didn't figure the Castle to have one. The doors stood tall made of black stone and screeched open eerily.

The master bedroom was brightly lit. I had to squint to adjust to such light. In the center was the Queen's massive bed, of many silks and furs. Ancient valuables littered the walls, pelts and blankets littered the floor, and instead of a chandelier ... an adjustable rope ending with a little hook.

Of course, I thought, indeed.

The Queen stepped into view from around a dressing shade. She wore a loose silk robe of bright reds and yellows. I observed her body. Oh, Goddess she was old yet insanely fit. My heart burst into flames from the erotic aura she emitted.

I gulped down my anxiety and followed Lady Eve at the end of my leash. She stopped my just short of the Queen's massive bed. The Queen tranced over to the edge and slid herself onto the soft velvet sheets and leaned against her many pillows with a smile.

"Quite the stunning little bird, isn't she?" She asked.

"Oh, the most adorable, love. She's perfect," replied Lady Marie.

I blushed and kept silent.

The Queen flared her eyes at her lover. "Watch closely, dear," she said.

Lady Eve unbuttoned her gown and let it slide off to the floor. My eyes widened as I took in the vast beauty of her naked body.

Oh, Goddess the hourglass of her body was so soft with faint wrinkles, yet insanely attractive. Her breasts were perfect, more so than my own. And her cock...

"You?" I gasped.

They laughed. Her cock was big for a human, and she was cut as well. My mouth watered at it. Her skin was rather pale but her shaft and balls were darker. She had a cute finely trimmed bush of grey just above it too. Oh, fuck me, I hadn't been taken by a human's cock before.

I glanced back at the Queen. She opened her legs at me with a smile and the tails of her silk robe drifted off her thighs. My eyes widened at her vagina. By the Goddess, I hadn't laid with a true woman before either. I hadn't realized it, but I was dripping from it and I didn't know what to do.

They laughed. I didn't. I stared at the Queen's lovely pussy with saliva nearly dripping from the corners of my mouth. Her pale grey skin looked unbearably soft. I wanted to smell her. I wanted to shove my nose into her big grey bush and take in her dominating scent. My legs shook from my arousal to the point I had to shift my weight to seem like I wasn't about to faint like a ditz.

Her smile sent my lubrication running down my thighs from both my pussy and ass. Oh Mistress, I fumbled in the tight bindings of my fuck-harness like a dunce. Because she altered the functioning of my butt, it produced its own lubrication, aided by the clear lingering slime from the Sar'laan I was fed anally with.

With her long red fingernails, she slowly grazed the skin around her thigh to her pussy and parted she her labia. I glared at her dark purple mound, eyes spellbound, mouth drooling. Entranced by her luring aura I began to swoon into the abyss of her dark erotic lure.

I assumed Oro'Keen anatomy varied such as humans. I didn't want to ask if they all had large unhooded clitorises, for I had the fear of offending her. But Goddess, I wanted to plant my face on that big glistening bead of hers so badly I nearly lost balance.

"So—" she didn't let me finish.

The Queen spoke instead. "Ask her."

I turned my head at Lady Eve with questions boiling from my eyes.

She reached around me and took my breasts into her hands, pinching my nipples, preventing me from falling to my knees.

"I used to be a lot like that slave down in the meadows with Mai, until the love of my life fucked me into submission and made me her woman," she finished with a little nibble on my earlobe.

"But that was a time ago," added the Queen, "We've been together for so long, dear. We take excitement when we can. Surely you understand, the little love bird you are. I wouldn't want my daughter to wed a bad girl, now would I?"

I shook my head and embraced the sweet fabric of my purpose as Lady Eve nibbled on my ear sending tremors down my back.

"She's quite excited for it, Evey," said the Queen.

I peered down between my breasts, as Lady Eve fondled them, at my little hard cock. It ached, dearly so, and my thighs glistened from my lubrication running down my legs into my tall leather boots.

"Please, dear, I want to see my Al'nuun's cock in that juicy pink little mouth of yours."

I dropped to my knees at once and turned, facing Lady Eve's flaccid cock, and shoved my face into her grey bush. Oh Goddess! Her scent was clean yet wild with experience. I dragged my nose down to the corner of her thigh and kissed her right testicle, and then her left one too, with a light little peck.

Part of me wanted to take her wrinkly ball sack into my mouth. The other half wanted to take in her shaft. I almost attempted to fit everything in my mouth, but I started with the head.

I slowly took her in till my nose dug into her bush and her balls rested against my chin. Her soft wrinkly shaft was unlike my Mistress in every way, but my mouth watered incessantly as I circled my tongue around and around. Yet, she remained soft. I felt a little offended. She just kept her steady grin as we held our eye contact. I figured I had to try something else, like tongue her pee hole, but...

"Mmm, yes," moaned the Queen, stroking her large clit with her finger, "Bring her gifts for me, would you love?"

Lady Eve's cock slid out of my mouth as she stepped back and wondered over to the large dark walnut vanity. On its cluttered butcher block counter, a leather case. She carried it back over to me with a grin.

After unlatching it, the case fell open and displayed its contents. I blushed. Contained in individual pockets, many phallic black glass tools and leather straps of varying sizes.

"A good slave should always be plugged," said the Queen, running the tip of her tongue down the length of her finger, tasting herself, "But first, let's get you oriented to our fun little objects," she finished, flaring her eyebrows with a smile.

Lady Eve plucked out one of the phallic glass bulbs. "Mmm, no not that one," she said, sliding it back into its pocket. Another, the same. But, "Ah yes."

In the palm of her hand she displayed it for me. It was a rather stubby knob of black glass that narrowed to a smaller flat handle of sorts.

"Your bottom, please," requested Lady Eve.

I turned and put my face to the floor with my butt in the air and my thighs pressing against my cock. She slid two or three fingers, I couldn't tell how many, into my opening and torqued her wrist around twisting her fingers in and out of me. After she withdrew herself from me, she pressed the blunt tip of the plug into my hole and it popped into place. I groaned in relief from the sudden tightening of my butt around the cold narrow portion of the plug.

"On your back," chirped Lady Eve, readying the next device.

I rotated onto my back and held my knees to my chest, my cock flopped onto my tummy and I displayed my vagina. The vaginal plug was slightly small and its head was a little narrower. She didn't bother fingering me, and I wish she had.

She slid it in with a slight amount of ease. I didn't know if should have been offended at how loose I was, or proud. Either way, both of my holes were plugged now and I embraced the cold chill of the glass objects filling me.

"Ah, now for the next one!" said the Queen with a cheerful laugh.

In my head, I gasped. What next one? My mouth? Then a dread took over me. Oh, Goddess no.

She hung her chest off the edge of the bed with her big grey tits hanging off, bringing her hands by my cock. She closed her eyes and chanted some sort of thing in Oro'Keen.

"Hold her legs for me Evey," she said, in between lines of her enchantment.

Lady Eve then kneeled behind me and laid my head on her thighs, taking my feet in her hands to hold my legs apart. I wished I had focused on the Queen, for when I glared back at her she had finished her spell. Squirming in the tips of the fingers she held a tiny tube of wiggly slimy meat.

I cringed. Oh, Goddess what the fuck?

"You see it?" she asked.

I nodded. "Yes, my Queen."

She smiled. "This little worm is going to plug your cock."

I died. Why? Because, what the fuck.

She continued. "This little one will live in your urethra for the rest of your days. You'll have to ask permission to urinate. Your Mistress will control it with her Worm Call. She'll let you pee. She'll let you get hard. She'll let you cum. If she wanted to, she could keep your cock hard for days and days. Isn't that just wonderful?"

With a tear faintly welling in the corner of my eye, I nodded. "Yes, My Queen."

She then grabbed my little shaft with two fingers and pinched open my pee hole. She brought the worm close to the entrance, and it knew what to do. It entered me and I screamed so loudly Lady Eve smothered my mouth with her hand. I moaned deeply into her palm as the little worm squeezed its tiny tube-like body down deeper and deeper into my pee hole.

I felt every bit of it until it stopped and disappeared into my shaft. My legs shook hysterically from the pain. But, Mistress, I did enjoy the pain.

"It also excretes Hur'Caf, giving your spirit a faster recovery after having cast magicks," added the Queen, glaring happily at my torment. "Are you ready for the next gift?"

I held my tears back as I nodded again. "Yes, my Queen." And then I thought, if I said no, would she stop? I doubted it. But maybe?

Nope.

Lady Eve reached over into the case and pulled out a bundle of leather straps. I stared confused at them, attempting to process my thoughts over how badly my pee hole burned.

"It's called a chastity belt, dear," she said, then her and the Queen untangled the straps.

A thin one wrapped around my waist as the other thicker one was attached giving it the shape of a thick leather thong. They slid it under my butt and Lady Eve released my legs so they could tighten it to me. The thong was tightened to the point that my cock and balls were crushed, and the smaller knobby ends of the plugs were pushed, probably, all the way in me.

Lady eve brought me to my knees. I stared down at my pelvis and glared depressingly at how bound I was. I was plugged in both holes, and my pee hole too for Goddess knew why, and I couldn't do anything about it because they locked my holes and pee pee shut with leather straps. My arms were bound by leather straps. I was limited to just my mouth. I was a singular hole for service, a hole bound in leather.

"And now for this," chuckled Lady Eve.

Oh, Goddess what the fuck was that?

"This is a face harness," she said, jiggling the thing in her left hand. "And this? It's called a ring-gag," she said, jiggling the object in her right.

She strapped the face harness on my head. One leather strap connected around the base of my jaw, upper throat, and below my ears to the back of my head. One strap led from the back of my head up and over the top and between my eyebrows, ending with a little golden ring. From the ring, two straps went down across my cheeks and to the front portion of the throat strap. I was now a horse or something to them, for the face harness reminded me of a halter used on equine. I looked like cattle. I was a thing.

Lady Eve then placed the golden ring in my mouth and strapped the gag around my head, finalizing my humiliation. I won't bother even describing the lewd sounds I made. I couldn't say anything anyways so I kept to silence, but I was happy with myself. I thoroughly enjoyed my humiliating pose of leather harnesses and glass plugs.

The Queen leaded in towards me. "And now we'll see how much you can serve us with just your little tongue. Stick it out for me."

I stuck my tongue through the ring as far as I could. She smiled and wiped some saliva from the corner of my mouth.

"That's it my darling. You are just a tongue now," she said, grabbing Lady Eve's wrist, "Please, dear, rape her throat for me."

And with the slightest whisk of her fingers, Lady Eve's cock rose and hardened in place. The Queen smiled at me when I noticed. She, with her powers, summoned her lover's cock to its peek arousal using her little pee-hole worm. My eyes widened at it. My Mistress would do that to me? I hoped so. I wanted to be controlled like that.

Lady Eve stepped over to me, as I stayed in the kneeling position. "This is your second kneeling pose," she said, "You will always kneel with your thighs open so that your cock and pussy can be abused. Stick your breasts out more."

I did so. My nipple rings dangled happily from my breasts as she brought her cock closer to me to the point that I could feel its heat and smell its lovely scent. I kept eye contact with her too. She smiled at me as I stared up over her breasts into her perfect purple irides.

She then laid her hard-hot cock on my face and her old wrinkly balls rested on my chin. "I'm going to mate with your face now, slave," she said.

I nodded. Oh, please do so to your heart's content, I thought.

She pulled her hip back and slid her shaft down my nose and lips so that her head was sitting on the edge of the ring that was keeping my mouth open. I rotated my head down and she pressed her cock through the ring into my mouth.

She didn't bother starting slow. She just fucked me heartlessly, like a hole, and I loved it. She rammed her old wrinkly shaft into me as if I weren't a living creature, as if I were a prisoner destined to be punished. She'd withdraw her shaft slowly, then ram it back down my throat harder and harder.

I gurgled and slurped and moaned and gurgled some more. My sounds were so lewd and humiliating.

"You like my old cock in your mouth?" she asked me.

"MMMmmmm!" I groaned.

I didn't know what I even meant. Yes? Yes, I fucking love it? I didn't know. I just screamed something into her cock. I couldn't even think straight after only the slightest of a moment of being wrecked by her cock, as my holes and pee pee were plugged and tightly constricted by the devices and the chastity belt.

She kept at it for such a long time. I focused on her tits as they bounced to and fro from her relentless ravaging of my throat. Although, everything seemed to become hazy and blurred...

When I woke, my face was on the cold stone floor and my butt was in the air with my knees spread.

"This is your first kneeling pose," said Lady Eve, "Your cheek will be to the ground, knees spread, back arched down, butt in the air. This pose is how you are fed."

As light returned to my senses, I nodded and mumbled some sort of inaudible thing that didn't even sound close to, "Yes, Mistress."

I hadn't noticed what the Queen had been up to the whole time. I assumed she was watching us, fingering herself, until I saw her grey feet step before my face. Her toenails were painted a cute crimson to match her fingernails. She walked around me and stood next to her Al'nuun.

A paddle met my butt with an ear crackling smack. Life shot back into my body and I screamed with a whorish groan through the ring-gag. I was awake, by the Goddess, I was absolutely awake. Their demeaning giggles sent me lower into my humiliating shell and I blushed from the pain and embarrassment. They punished my poor butt again and again, snickering in between. I assumed they alternated, both of them with a paddle in hand, one taking my left cheek and the other my right.

Smack ... Smack ... Smack ... Smack ... An endless hell of torment. My hell was the best.

I thought about counting aloud, but I didn't. I focused too hardly on my breathing so that I wouldn't pass out again. Over the pain of my spankings, my cock began to harden in the chastity belt, enlarging in a space so confined that it sent pain rushing from my pelvis to my head. I began to cry, sending my eyeliner running down my cheeks. Everything hurt until the urethral worm swelled and blocked my arousal from hardening my cock. I cried deeply in agony. The little thing would punish me too? What the fuck?

"Oh, it's been so long since I heard the whorish cries of a slave in pain," said the Queen, following with a hard slap to my butt, "Let's see your second kneeling pose, dear."

I gathered what energy I had and lifted my chest up and rested my poor red butt on my heels, arching my back to stick my tits out. They stepped in front of me with smiles on their faces, and long wooden reeds in their hands. Oh, Goddess, reeds hurt the worst.

And they did so without regard to my existence, painting my chest and stomach with long red streaks of pain and suffering. My tears were endless, glistening with lovely misery. My body, covered in red marks. My nipples swelled with joy. My penis, aching ... Pussy, filled ... Butthole, filled. Hurt me. Whip me. Make me worthless. Call me names.

My legs went numb and I fell onto my back. The Queen spread my legs with her foot and then, with the balls of her feet, stepped on my crotch, pressing insanely hard on the leather strap covering my privates. My screams were animalistic and everlasting. As the Queen pressed her foot down on my crotch, crushing everything, Lady Eve stepped to my side and continued to whip my breasts with a reed.