Sluts of Mars Ch. 02

Chapter 2: The Royal Treatment

The evening came and we ate, me and my new queen, at a large stone table in their dining hall. The whole palace was decorated extensively as one would expect, beyond what any one generation of people could accomplish. The jewels and decorative metals of Mars were different, but some were the same, like gold and silver. It was strange to be in a place so similar to Earth, yet with its own unique twist on everything. Traveling to an exotic land was one thing, but this place regularly surprised me with the variety of animals, landscapes, and cultural practices I found. It had been only a few short days but I already had a good record of notes and images, taken from a scientific basis. If and when I returned to Earth, the pod would return to an arranged time and place. Theoretically. Part of me kept putting it off because I was afraid that something could go wrong on the return trip, that I could die, or find myself a hundred years in the future. Part of me was also afraid that I would not be able to return to this place, which wouldn't be a total disaster given my discoveries, but which would also be a terrible disappointment to me personally. No man but a uniq could resist.

The food agreed with me perfectly despite its being different than what I was used to. Queen Katya wore a robe for the dinner simply because the dining hall was a little chilly, as did I, but once the meal was over that changed. She asked before disrobing if I was ready for some more fun, and when I told her I was, she immediately threw it off and snapped her finger. A servant girl with red hair came to her, and reapplied her lipstick, then lipgloss, making them look very plump and juicy.

Katya whisked her away and walked over to me with light clacking noises filling the air.

"Perhaps we should retire," she teased in a sultry voice with hands rubbing over her smooth body. "To my bedchamber. I can show you the hand signs."

With a little smile, and a huge erection, I stood, and asked what those sign were. She put her hands on my chest to touch it, and it made her melt for a moment.

"You don't know about that?"

I looked down into her big green eyes, watching them turn sly and sultry as words floated from her beautiful, glossy lips.

"They're instructions, hand signs, so you can tell me what to do without even speaking."

I asked why they had these, exactly. She smiled and shook her head with humored exasperation.

"So you can concentrate on the pleasure," she exclaimed with in her breath. "Plus it's a great way to establish what techniques a king likes best. I'll show you all the hand signs I know, and you can have a nice variety of... fun experiences with me."

My breath got deeper, and she again melted against me a little, happy to turn me on so much.

"Mmm, and here I thought I was gonna have all the first times," she said as she turned, trying to maintain her royal composure in front of the servants for a moment. "Looks like you're gonna do some new things too!"

I made an excited, loud groan as she finished speaking, her ass bouncing as she led me down the hallway. She looked back over her shoulder and laughed softly. I told her I'd done alot in the last couple days.

"Oh, you have no idea," she mused. "I may be a virgin, but I have certain fetishes that..."

She looked back at me with a deep expression that made me nearly stop in my tracks. She slowed too, then kept walking to a door a few meters away. I asked her to please continue.

"Not all women like the things I like," she said with a reluctant sigh. "But if you enjoy them, you can do it to them anyway."

She opened the door and I shook my head, asking if that was even allowed.

"Of course not," she said in a matter of fact voice. "They can't say no to you, ever."

With a stutter I said that she misunderstood me.

"You mean, forcing them, not allowed?"

I nodded. She smiled and took my hand, leading me to the bed.

"Don't worry about it," she reassured me. "They won't say no. But if they do, there's only one punishment."

I was reduced to exasperated expressions of reluctance and questioning, without words.

"And that is, of course," she teased, pulling closer to me. "Forced sex. Until... she... cums."

No words came to me, in this situation, just shock and confusion. She laughed beautifully and flung her hair back with candlelight illuminating it, exposing her breasts before me once again.

"You've never done that, have you?"

My head turned side to side slowly, still with no words.

"Well, maybe you'll get to," she spoke teasingly as she pushed me back onto the edge of the bed. "But you seem to enjoy willing women quite a bit. And I am willing, for whatever you can think of, as many times as you need, or want."

I sighed, and said that I would love to pop her cherry.

"You would?"

She was cute, with her head cocked to the side a little. I could tell she was getting excited.

"Okay, sure! Just... take a look at my body first, and get yourself excited. Everyone says I've got a perfect body, that a man would just love it. Do you think so?"

I laughed out loud, and told her that she was the sexiest, most beautiful woman I'd ever been with. My response made her wince slightly and moan, and I could tell that she was getting totally over the top excited. With a raging cock I watched, and squeezed slightly to her teasing on those tall heels, with no clothes on at all. Her ass moved in my face, and I touched her, finding every inch of that backside and the legs beneath completely smooth and hairless. It seemed like she had waxed her entire body, below the neck. I asked her.

"Yes," she said softly as she squeezed her breasts in my face, and let me bury my face in them. "Do you like that? I've heard some men don't."

Quickly I corrected her, that I definitely did enjoy it, and that it should be standard for her, and any other woman I was with.

"Very good, sir," she moaned, running fingers up her legs as she returned up from bending over in front of me. "You seem to know what you want."

I nodded and told her that I definitely did, then smacked her ass twice loudly. She jumped a little, but looked over her shoulder at me with a flirtatious grin.

"I think it's time you used some hand signs," she suggested. "Some of them are pretty obvious. Like the one for me to crawl up in your lap, and tease you? Just guess."

I looked at her as she turned around, displaying her full body in front of me, looking like she couldn't wait for me to ravage her.

"Go ahead," she encouraged, coming closer. "Use your finger."

I motioned her forward with my finger, and she immediately sunk into my lap, with her naked smooth skin moving all over me. Her little slit brushed across my cock a few times, and got it wet on the underside as I groped her. She moaned, twisted and teased me, trying to show off her body despite her own reactions to her first man.

"I'm here to please you, sir," her voice came to me in nearly a whisper. "We don't even have to learn them today, or at all... whatever suits you. You're the one with a dick here."

An aggressive slap on her ass made her jump, and made me groan, right before both hands started grabbing, feeling her ass in a firm grip.

"Yeah, get aggressive," she moaned, grinding on me. "I like that! And I think you do, too."

Without a word I took her by her hair, and pulled her to the floor in front of me, beside the bed, between my knees. She didn't resist at all, just submitted to me right away. A big grin went across her face, as she leaned forward, to start kissing my cock. I smiled and told her she was learning fast."

"Sure I am," she replied in an almost chipper voice. "The queen has to be smart, not just submissive, cause she has to rule."

I nodded in agreeance, then watched her look off to the side in reluctance, then up with a sheepish expression.

"But I'm a woman. I still like getting told what to do... but only from you!"

Her head moved down, and I felt her suck, hard, pulling at me for a moment to get a reaction out of me. She got one. When her head pulled back and she looked up, I was breathing twice as fast.

"To all these ladies I'm a queen, their leader. They all look up to me. But as far as you're concerned, I'm gonna be a humble servant, cause you... well... you've got a dick."

Once again she sucked hard, and although I wasn't anywhere near cumming again yet, it was intense enough to make me groan even louder.

"Just promise me," she begged for a moment, catching my gaze after my head stopped rolling in pleasure. "Please, promise you'll fuck me? Even if there's a thousand beauties all ready to serve your every fantasy and whim, please remember me?"

I caressed her gorgeous face, shared a smile with her, and watched the worry sink from her face, replaced with confidence. My assurance made her swoon, even on her knees, just for a moment.

"Thank you, thank you," she repeated, kissing my cock. "Sir, you won't regret it! I'll work hard to be the kinkiest, sexiest, most submissive woman in the whole land."

I told her that she didn't need to, that she'd already more than proved herself to me.

"Just wait a couple weeks," she smiled up. "You'll see, these girls are gonna do wild things for you, and whenever they do, I'm gonna go a little further."

My blood boiled, and my roaming hands began to squeeze her firmly.

"Go wild, sir," she moaned through the slightly painful gripping. "Don't hold anything back."

I pulled her head back by her hair, looked at her face and saw no reluctance, and slapped her. She looked a little surprised at how overt it was, but quickly smiled submissively. Again I slapped her, and she took it even better, seeming to enjoy it.

"That's one of the fetishes, sir," she said whimsically. "One of my weird kinks. I like pain, alot!"

With that I threw her down on the bed, put my hard cock against her tiny virgin, waxed slit, and started pushing inside. She was very tight, but soon I found myself sinking inside her. Her wetness spread everywhere, all over the sheets, down across her ass. Her moans grew more passionate, more frequent, and as I started fucking her, she began to cum right away. It hurt for her, but she seemed to feed off it. Never in my life had I seen a girl react with so much pleasure to having pain, so I gave in and got a little meaner.

A couple hard slaps across her face made her cum some more when she slowed down, and I did it several times as her wet, warm pussy squeezed around me in its first time experience. She rode the waves of orgasm, her juices flowing up and down my length, the moans escaping her lips, the look of her beauty underneath me bouncing from the thrusts, it was all too much.

I had to pull out a moment, look down at her and breathe. She was writhing a little still, so I leaned down and planted my mouth in her crotch, tasting that sweet, soft, waxed pussy. Her juice was sweet and fragrant, and it made me dizzy up close like this. Her hand went to my head, but she went weak in her whole body as the sensations took her over. Moans filled my ears, excited me, as her soft, sexy body moved under my grip.

Maybe a minute later I pulled back, and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. Her eyes were closed and breath heavy, with a couple strands of that golden hair plastered to her slightly prespiring forehead. When I kissed her, she threw her arms around me, and held me affectionately. I gave her a few minutes to recover, and we kissed intimately, more closely than I had kissed a woman in a long time.

I asked her if she was ready to be fucked in the ass.

"Y-you wanna... okay," she stuttered slightly as she regained her senses. "Go ahead, sir. I'm nice and relaxed now... probably a good time to do it. I've never done that either."

My tip found her cheeks creamy and wet inside, and as I found her tight little ass, I knew it was lubricated thoroughly. With some forethought I slipped a finger inside. Her muscles squeezed my finger tight for a moment, then loosened up, because her body was a little too exhausted to really resist, even automatically. I kissed her breast, made her moan, and shoved myself deep inside her ass.

At first I felt her tight, wet little hold clamp down, and didn't let me go in very far, but soon I pressed past that. She gave in and started groaning out loud, more and more painfully as I started fucking her hard. I don't know why, but I began really enjoying the sound of her plaintive, but compliant voice. She never said no, or tried to stop me, but I could tell it wasn't easy. Whenever I gained new ground, and pushed toward total penetration, she would shake a little, and almost cry. I asked her if it was too much.

"M-maybe," she said with a slight sob. "But just do what you- owwww! - what you want! Sirrr!"

I fucked her hard for a moment, and she started crying a bit. It made me feeling guilty, but was somewhat exciting, so I kept going hard indefinitely. The sobbing reduced as she got a little more used to this anal invasion, and learned to take it like a good girl. My balls got tighter, and my cock became very hard, maximum size in her tiny little butt. She moaned and gasped, still sobbing once in a while, as I worked myself toward cumming in this beautiful, soft, elegant blond's ass. Right before I came I started going extremely hard, and her voice got louder, wheezing, groaning, crying out loud, and she tried to pull away.

With a firm hand I pinned her down to the bed, with one hand holding her ass in place under my wild thrusts, and the other holding her head in the sheets. As I started to cum, I slapped her a few times and kept holding her head down for good measure, then pounded her little ass.

The heat and pleasure around my cock made me moan and almost laugh a little as she kept making noises. Her ass pointed up at me, and I kept wetly, smoothly gliding inside that glove of female flesh. Several spurts came out my tip into her little ass, with my cock throbbing hard at each.

The cum lubricated her even more inside, made it a little easier for me, and so the fucking became even harder. I went deep, brutally, with no mercy as she cried out loud, and let me cream deep up in that tight ass, where no man had been before.

After a few minutes of dominated her anally I slowed down, feeling like I could cum again. It was smooth, and as I eased up, her whimpering became a little less intense.

"It hurt, sir," she said in a quiet voice. "I know it gets easier, but... it hurts!"

She looked back at me with big teary eyes, begging me to stop. For some reason it made me cum again, as I watched the desperation on her beautiful young face, wanting to please me at any cost, but finding out it was a little too much her first time.

She begged me, 'please stop, please...'

My orgasm was long, intense, and once again, I was drained completely in this gorgeous, newly sluttified woman. I hit her a few more times as I went, and she didn't resist, but winced with each slap.

After a few more moments of jabbing myself in her cummy ass and spasming out what last drops I might actually have inside me, I pulled back, and flopped on the bed. She flopped too, and we both caught our breath, crawling closer together, eventually snuggling naked on the sheets.

"Sir," she whispered. "Was that okay? I'm sorry I couldn't take it."

I hushed her, kissed her, and told her that I had never enjoyed a woman's ass so thoroughly.

"You mean it?" She leaned up and looked at me, so pretty, almost too innocent. "Really?"

Another kiss, a reassuring 'yes', and we were cuddling once again.

"We're not done yet, you know," she said in a quiet voice. "When we wake up, I have a really fun idea. There's one place you haven't stuck that cock yet."

I grabbed her breasts, and said simply, 'tits.'

"Mmm hmm," she moaned as I groped them. "When you're ready, I tell the girls to bring in the oil."

With another three claps I invited a servant in. She was a blond as well, younger, with a slim figure and curly hair. I asked her to fetch a bowl of water.

"Yes, sir," she replied in her high, cute voice, then stepped out a moment.

For a minute or two I kept kissing and touching Katya, until the girl returned. She placed the bowl next to the bed, and I stood, took the girl by the hair, and dropped her to her knees. Katya looked at me with surprise, and a little fascination. I took the girl's hair, wet it with the water, and used it to clean my cock from Katya's anal fucking. The girl didn't mind at all, just let me do it, and looked up occasionally with a smile. When I was done, I turned her face up toward me, and slapped it with my cock. She laughed and stuck her tongue out a moment, licked me, and sucked my tip a moment.

I groaned as this random girl sucked me clean for a moment while Katya watched, and touched herself slightly. Again I cock slapped her, and asked if it tasted clean for her queen.

"It does, sir," she answered happily as I let go of her wet hair. She took a strand and started sucking on it. "Thanks for letting me do that."

I slapped her face lightly, picked her up, and sent her out on her high heels, with a little ass smack for good measure. Katya crawled forward toward me, looked up, and called to the girl.

"Slave girl," she said, in a tone I hadn't heard her use yet. "Get me the juice. In a bowl."

"Yes, ma'am," the girl spoke quickly, and ducked out the doorway. "Right away."

I asked if it had been too much anal.

"Umm," she stammered for an answer. "Yeah, but... it's okay. I'll just get used to it."

It tugged on my heartstrings for a moment, and I did feel a little guilty about fucking her so hard. Her face was pinkish, with blotted eyeliner that somehow hadn't run completely everywhere, from crying. It was a wonderful feeling to take this beauty for all she was worth, but never before had it been so easy for me to go too far. I kissed her, and caressed her for a few moments, and she kissed back affectionately with a little sniffle. I apologized, and said that I would try to take it easier. Her big eyes looked up reluctantly.

"Well, you don't have to," she spoke with mixed emotions. "But thank you, sir. That's nice of you to say. I'm sure soon I'll be able to take it that hard anyway."

The girl returned with a big, wooden bowl filled with a slightly peach colored, and peach scented liquid.

"This is an oil," Katya explained as the girl set it beside the bed. "It's from a cockanut. We call it that because it's hard on the outside, with a creamy goo on the inside."

I laughed, and told her there was something like that in my land, but that it wasn't quite like this stuff. With a grin she slipped off the bed.

"Oww," she exclaimed quietly as she climbed off the bed, went between my legs as I sat on the bed's edge, and kneeled. "Man, I'm kinda sore down there. Both of my holes, but especially my ass. You can really pound a girl!"

We shared a lustful moment, looking at each other, before she reached down and ran her fingers through the cockanut juice.

"It's good for the skin," she mused as she drew her hand back, to rub it between her legs, and her firm ass cheeks. "Very soothing when you're sore. And it's really quite smooth to the touch."

Again her hand rolled through the liquid, and she rubbed it down her chest, between her breasts. A couple more scoops with her fingers and she had her whole sexy front glistening, breasts gleaming in the soft light as she held them up proudly, and continued rubbing them. It must have felt very good for her, because she moaned and her nipples became extremely hard. I stroked myself and watched her a moment while she teased me with her naked, sexy, wet body.

"Do you like my tits?"

With a hungry hum, and a deep sigh, I said a very affirmative 'yes.'