Queen Yavara Ch. 42

"Good girl." I smiled at her proudly, and she winked back. I released her head, and she slurped her way up her husband's shaft, revealing the full length of him. He popped from her lush lips, and she stared rapturously at the meat she had just consumed.

"I can't wait any longer, dearest." She whispered, and climbed up, "I need this inside of me."

Percian didn't care at all. He was content to simply suck my cock, his eyes possessed of me. I rode his face, plunging my member into his mouth, and he took me with relish, ignoring the woman preparing to mount his rigid shaft. Sofia got into a wide squat, her slender legs quivering as she aimed the tip against her petals. It was thicker and longer than mine by a goodly amount, and so she eased herself down it slowly. She whimpered, her eyes closed in concentration, her soft belly flexing in strain, making room inside of her. Inch after inch, she slid down, her pussy stretching, her little clit engorging, her nectar dribbling down her legs. She whined in pain, then dropped the last inch, and stayed there. Percian sucked me contentedly, closing his eyes to savor the sensations of his loins, undoubtedly painting a much different picture in his mind than what was currently happening to him. Sofia shuddered from head to toe, staying static in her straddling position, afraid to move. I reached back, and touched her chin. Her eyes opened, revealing them to be watery and filled with pain. I smiled to see it, and took her hand gently. With a slight pull, I guided her forward, and she moved her pelvis in kind. With a slight push, I guided her backward, and she followed the motion of my hand with her hips to complete the gyration.

Like a father teaching his daughter how to dance, I taught Sofia how to ride a large cock, and like the adoring student she was, she learned quickly from my instruction. Soon, she was hissing in pleasure. Then, she was moaning. I let go of her hand, and she rested it upon her husband's belly, centering herself so that she could reached back with the other, and penetrate his anus with her fingers. He thrusted reactively, and she gasped, her eyes bulging. She penetrated him again, and again he thrusted, carrying her off the couch, sending a squeal from her peeled-back lips. She shoved her finger in again, and this time she cried out when her fiancé responded, her eyes still wide with the revelation of it, her face now void of the concentrative lines that had etched it, now smooth and open in wonder. As I rode Percian's face, she rode his cock, and Percian played the willing mule, pleasuring us both until we were writhing in ecstasy.

"Do you want me to fuck your ass?" I gasped, my complexion glistening with the exertion of loving his mouth. He nodded enthusiastically, and I laughed, and pulled my spit-sheened cock from his mouth. I arranged Sofia beneath him, facing away so that he would not have to see her feminine assets, and then I bent him over atop her, pried open his cheeks, and nestled my shaft into his hairless crack. His anus was bleached and clean, good enough to eat, and I let a glob of spit pool into it before pressing my tip against it, and pushing myself inside.

"Yessss." He hissed.

"Oh god!" Sofia whined beneath him, his cock growing ever harder inside her. I growled in delight as my shaft was consumed by his smooth bore, the fleshy prison holding me deep, milking me with his clenches. I grabbed him by his narrow hips, pulled back, and thrusted again, and again, and again. His bubble-shaped ass rippled with impacts, his prostate churned as it was punched by my tip, and he seized around me, his boyish body arching lasciviously, nearly feminine in its grace. A twink in every sense of the word, practically a woman from behind, and I treated him like the faggot he was, pounding, plunging, pumping into his little pink shithole, forcing his fat cock deep into his blubbering fiancé. Poor Sofia couldn't handle his size now that I was dealing the thrusts, and she wailed ceaselessly, her little pussy stretched wide around his girth as it rammed into her. Our impacts sounded throughout the room, the brutal slaps of flesh, the squelching of wetness being forced from Sofia's dripping cunt, the sucking sound of cocks being pumped into tight holes. I took two grips of Percian's hair, and I railed into him with a vengeance, needing for some reason to dominate him, needing to hear his pathetic croaks and surrendered whines. He sang a duet with Sofia, their harmonized voices finally rising in a crescendo, their bodies dancing to the writhing samba of orgasm. They came together, his prostate quaking as it pumped thick loads of cum into her womb, her pussy ruining the couch with her fervent release. But I had not come; not yet.

I pulled Percian off his betrothed, and devoured his mouth, dominatingly moving atop his face, watching Sofia from the corner of my eye. Ah, now I realized why I desired to own him so. It was to see the awed look on her face when I conquered yet another man. I rotated sensually atop him, keeping my mouth connected with his as I moved my back to his front. Reaching between my legs, I grasped his wilting cock, and with just a touch, I brought it back to aching hardness. He groaned with need into my mouth, his hands moving along my athletic abdomen, sliding between my thighs to stroke something he was familiar with. I shifted my pelvis down, and pressed his thick head to my readied anus. He was slick with Sofia's orgasmic nectar, but his girth was great enough to give me the pain I loved so much with anal. I growled into his mouth as the tension built against my aperture, my pelvic floor indenting into my body until it popped free, my resistance breaking, my pulsating rim sliding down his shaft. I shimmied sensually down it, moaning into his mouth as he moaned into mine, savoring every meaty inch of him that speared my tender channel, pressing the pliant inner flesh against the walls of muscle until I was packed with cock to my colon. There, with him all the way inside me, I relaxed on his lap, my pussy drooling on his balls.

"Come, Sofia." I whispered hoarsely, not even looking at her. She crawled up my legs, gave my cock one suck, and hummed as she drew her lips up, tasting Percian's anal tang on her tongue. She licked her way reverently up my body, worshipping my navel, my nipples, my collar, then my mouth. She straddled atop me, her pussy loose after Percian had done his damage, but still blushing and leaking for me, the fleshy curtains ripe, the clit engorged and throbbing. I took her by the ass, and guided her all the way down. Her breathing increased as we kissed, then eased into a sigh when I was nestled fully inside her wet sheath. Then, Percian began to fuck us.

He was gentler than I was, but not by much. He pounded into my clenching asshole with long thrusts, bouncing my ass off his crotch, sending the momentum right through me, and into poor Sofia once more. She panted atop me, holding on for dear life as we bucked and heaved, helpless to the raging thrusts being dealt into her abused cunt. One of my hands balled into her blonde hair, and I pulled her head back to hear her sonorous wails of delight, to see the pathetic expression strewn across her face. I sounded my own feminine tones, each one becoming weaker, more subservient as my submissive side was sated to perfection. My legs spread into a wide squat, my back arched against Percian's chest, and I tried my best to regain my feminine dominance with a deep undulation of my spine, but oh, the faggot in me loved so much to be taken by a big cock! I could do nothing but become that person, that pathetic twink whore who wanted only to have my shit pounded in, to be reamed and defiled and abused until I was nothing but a leaking mess.

My grip in Sofia's hair loosened, and her head shot forward, her eyes narrowing. She sung her ecstasy through her parted lips as we bounced to Percian's rhythm, but she was studying me with acute interest, a dangerous glint in her eyes. Cautiously, she took my breasts in her hands, and pinched each of my nipples. I pouted my lip like a blubbering slut, and nodded with a whimper. She twisted her wrists, and my breasts were turned into torqued shadows of mammary fat, the sweet pain sinking into me. I cried out in masochistic glee, and arched my back toward her.

She chewed on her lip, indecision in her eyes. Then she opened her mouth, and whispered, "Tell me you're a whore."

"I'm a whore!" I whimpered.

She smiled a small smile. "Tell me you're my whore."

My head fell back, my neck bowing to her. "I'm you're whore." I croaked in subservient ecstasy.

She gave a delighted squeal, and clamped her thighs around my driving hips, keeping our pelvises locked as Percian ruined my shithole. "Who's your mistress, whore?"

"You are!"

She twisted harder, the birth of sadism showing behind her blue eyes. "And you'll do anything I ask?" She sneered.

"Yes!"

She laughed, and loomed her face over mine. She hocked a glob into her mouth, and let a stream of saliva cascade upon my nose and cheeks. Then she dipped her head down, and licked me from my chin to my eye, drawing her tongue slowly across my upturned face. "All mine," she hissed covetously, "my little Alkandran whore who will do anything I want."

"Anything you want, Mistress." I panted, the quaking in my rectum resonating through my body, the precursors of orgasm surging into my vacant pussy, its ruby back wall deformed rigorously by the cock pumping through my ass. Sofia released my breasts, and wrapped her little fingers around my throat. She moaned with my cock deep inside her, pounding, pounding, pounding to the rhythm of Percian's thrusts, the forgotten man in our trio. In that moment, there was only me and her, and her hands around my neck, squeezing. Her innocent face was cast in a dark expression, her blue eyes nearly unrecognizable. The pressure built in my face as it built in my nethers, my suffocation begetting my climax, my complexion darkening with the need to breathe. She panted excitedly atop me, her wild gaze possessed of me, merciless and cold. I squeaked out through my closed windpipe, riding the building wave within me, staring back at her through my blurred vision. My suffocated exclamations rose higher and higher, my body undulated with deep, violent oscillations, and with Sofia choking the life out of me with her little hands, I came in an explosion of sensation.

Ecstasy lanced from my ass to my cock, my prostate boiling as it shot loads deep into Sofia's cunt. She screamed atop me, her knuckles whitening in their grasp around my neck, her gaze still filled with the killer's thrill. Percian burst into my ruined anus, pumping through his orgasm until thick rivulets of spunk leaked from my swollen ring. We descended back into sanity, our bodies heaving with the post-catharsis dopamine rush. I had to peel Sofia's fingers from my throat, and it took her a moment to shake herself from her character. The sadism dwindled from her expression, replaced with something akin to mortification.

"Oh my god, Elena..." She said, caressing my throat, "...I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to—"

I interrupted her with a heated kiss, and she reciprocated it with her newfound brand of lust, her teeth playing dangerously on my lips and tongue. She parted with my lower-lip between her teeth, and I had to give her a firm smack on the ass to prompt her to release me.

"Don't ever apologize." I smiled at her.

She grinned back. "So you like it when I'm bad?"

"I love it."

"I like it too." She mused, tracing the marks she'd made on my neck, "It makes me feel powerful. It gives me a rush." She elevated her eyes to mine, "But you were letting me do it to you."

"So what?"

"It's not genuine." She said, "I was just acting out a role to fill a fantasy of yours. Some submissive shade of you."

"We all have shades. Sometimes I'm a bad girl, sometimes I'm good." I crinkled my nose at her, "Sometimes I'm both. You've seen that before. Just because I let you do something to me, doesn't mean it's not real."

She shifted atop me, her tight little pussy stirring around my shaft, cum leaking from her abused netherlips. She groaned, laying her body atop mine, pinning me against Percian's chest. "Someday, I will decide how we make love, Elena. I will dominate you despite your objection, and I will make you love the things I force upon you."

"Someday, Sofia," I grinned against her lips, "but that day is a very long time from now."

LEVERIA

"Thank you, Lord Xantian, for coming on such short notice." I said to the little fat man.

He watched me from his suspicious beady eyes. "It's my pleasure, Your Highness."

There was a tense silence between us, and it seemed to last for a long time. Finally, I broke it.

"I promised you before the war that I would subsidize your losses and guarantee your contracts with the dwarves."

"You did indeed!" He snapped.

"I intended to, but the person I trusted to facilitate it was... untrustworthy. The message was not relayed to you, and it was negligent of me not to come to you personally."

"You have ignored my every call!" He yelled, "I stayed loyal! I never once went to Ternias even as my family's wealth fell to pieces!"

"I know." I said softly, "I couldn't see what was happening until it was too late." I looked up at him, "Huntiata has pursued a contract on your lands."

"He has, for an old copper mine that was filled in centuries ago because of vampires."

"That mine is part of a network of tunnels that goes from the Spearheads to Alkandra, and spans the entire breadth of the Great Forest. He wants it because he's funneling money in from Alkandra. I thought as much. I sent a killer there to take out their master of coin, but she got the wrong one." I steepled my fingers as I watched the fire, "It was probably too late anyway. I've been one move behind the whole time."

"Why not just kill the governess?"

"I have use for her. But the plans I've put into motion... everything needs to happen perfectly, and I'm afraid I missed my turn."

"What now then?"

"Now we wait and see how things put in motion collide. I will rely on you hard, Lord Xantian. The Noble Court could turn on me in a second, and those that act against me are expecting you to turn with them. If that happens, you must hold your ground."

"What of Lady Straltaira?"

I watched the flames slowly eating away at the dry log, the embers glowing with searing heat. "I have never prayed before, you know. I pray now that Lady Straltaira is ignorant of this. I pray with all my heart that I have not been so betrayed."

"If she is such a threat, then—"

"No. I have to trust her."

"And your sister?"

I smiled. "She'll play her part."