Legends of Belariath
Infernis
Justice and Revenge: Chapter Two - Sacrifices
Meeting with the many military officers that composed the Militia had never been one of Cassandra’s most favored tasks. To a man, they were obsessive about security and tended to ignore the obvious problems in their strategies. Witness this latest debacle, she thought to herself.
“Captain, you cannot expect me authorize enough men to blockade the entire Vast Swamp. We barely have enough men to watch the border with Valusia and that brings us to the very edge of our limits. So, no. You must find another strategy.”
Like most men of arms, this one took personal offense at being denied by a mere woman. Although he stood at attention before the Throne of his King and Queen, his mind raged and went through a dozen passing fantasies of how to deal with such an arrogant woman. All of which he quickly dispatched. He suspected the Queen had a Wizard on her staff to read minds and conduct all sorts of evil trickery.
“My Queen, I must protest. We have no need to patrol the Valusian border. They have not been our enemies in generations. With those men, we could-“
“Could what, Captain? Camp around the Vast Swamp and wait for an attack this not coming? I fail to see the logic in such a thing. Conduct your patrols around the Swamp and do not..” ~They are to ignore the southern stretch of the Snake River as it leaves the Swamp~
“My Queen?”
After a brief moment, the Queen spoke again, softly and into the silence of the meeting hall. “Concentrate your men on the Northern section of the Swamp. Pull whatever men you need from the Valusian border. I trust in you to do whatever is...required.”
The captain sputtered an acknowledgment and wasted his salute, as the Queen had already taken her leave of the Militia captains and left the room.
Cassandra stepped down the stone hallway with careful steps, her limbs already rubbery and weak, and getting weaker with each step.
~You know how much I hate waiting. Do you want to collapse where you are and quiver with pleasure for all to see?~
The Queen entered the Royal Chambers, dismissing her entourage of servants and advisors at the door and shutting it as hard as she could, whimpering at last at the constant jolts of pleasure the rolled up from her heated center to her tingling nipples and back down again. An endless cycle of growing arousal. She ground herself against the wood of the door, shivering harder at the increased pleasure from the contact and sobbed out loud.
“Stop this, damn you!”
A low laugh echoes across the enormous chamber from the opposite side and the man’s wiry form, she could see, was reclined in one of her chairs.
“I think not. You did well in there, by the way. Without those troops in the way, I can be out of the Vast before the end of the month. You’ve done very well, indeed. Well enough to earn a reward.”
Cassandra pushed herself away from the door and planted both feet as wide as she could stand to maintain her balance, wobbly as she was, and summoned her will again.
“No, I am not a servant to be rewarded. I am a Queen, damn you and I won’t be...ahh!”
She verily screams the last as her body seemed to explode, her flexing muscles leaking down her thighs as she came hard and she clawed at her dress as she pressed the cloth against her mound and groaned several times as she collapsed to the rug.
Belial savored the image of the woman as she came down off of her induced climax, her moans changing to quiet sobs of despair and that was the best part of all.
“Isn’t that better? Shouldn’t you come and show your appreciation now?”
The tarnished silver collar that had adorned her throat for the past three weeks slowly began to reappear as the weakened Queen slowly came to her hands and knees and looked over at the hated wizard with pure malice and spite.
“I could make you do it on the very Throne, if you wish, Cassandra. If that is what you wish, then, by all means, remain defiant. I would love to violate you in all sorts ways in front of the Court. They would love it, as well, I think.”
The Queen’s head lowered again to the floor, her hair hanging in her face at the very thought of the Court taking in all the vivid details of her being taken again by the wizard, but this time in front of the Court itself. Her rage had grown to the point where it defined her now. She would kill this wizard, one day, and make him pay horribly before that death. And while she thought this, she began to crawl toward Belial on hands and knees, keeping her gaze on the rugs beneath her hands.
Belial was well aware of her obvious hatred of him. That made her all that much more delicious to him. It brought him endless pleasure to know his hated enemy was gifting him with pleasure against her will. And that his other hated enemy was being robbed his greatest treasure at the same time. All this went through his mind as he watched her slow crawl across the rug to his chair.
“That’s good. Your show of defiance earlier has demonstrated that you lack the appreciation for what I’ve gifted to you. So, for now, you will give me the same pleasure I’ve given you. And without use of anything but your lovely mouth. If you do it well enough, I may yet be persuaded to remove that collar. If I think I can trust you.”
Cassandra refused to look up at the wizard as she rose off her hands and began to fumble with his robes. He was toying with her, offering obviously false hope in return for her willing degradation. Her tears wet her cheeks as she spread the myriad of robes to reveal his hardened cock, standing at attention.
“Damn you to the Hells, wizard”, she murmured as she opened her lips and sucked the length inside her mouth and began to slowly and methodically work at its length, milking it as best she could.
The wizard sighed with pleasure at the sensations of heat, slippery wet suction. He could feel her breath on his flesh as she took deep breaths between strokes of her tongue on his flesh. Ahh, but she missed her calling, he thought lazily as he worked his hands into her hair and began to guide her motions, forcing his cock further into her mouth, brushing the back of her throat and laughing openly as her throat clenched reflexively.
Cassandra tried to relax her throat to allow him greater access and winced repeatedly at his rough guidance his hands delivered, tangled as they were in her hair. She tried to lose herself in the repetition of motions, sucking and licking at the hot flesh in her mouth. She tried to forget the horrible shame she would endure if her enslavement became public knowledge. It came as a complete shock when her body began to heat up again, excitement making her squirm and she found herself helpless to resist its lure.
The wizard said nothing and did nothing other than feed her the same pleasure she was gifting to him. He grinned and sighed with a shiver as she moaned around his cock and squirmed where she knelt on the carpet, her hands straying to her dress again and tugging at the garments.
Gods above, she thought distractedly, her body felt like it was on fire. Repeated flashes of pleasure with each slow upward motion to the head of his cock and body shivers accompanying every downward suck, every tongue lashing. Her hands stole underneath her dress, unclasping and unbuttoning, until her bare flesh was uncovered and throbbed with each heartbeat.
Belial groaned softly as the Queen shuddered and began to move her mouth up and down with quicker and more urgent motions. Cassandra was sweating openly now, her hands busily stroking her smooth and open flesh, darting in and out with frantic speed.
The wizard gasped suddenly and pulled her head back suddenly, and shivered in the sudden shocking cold outside of her soft and wet mouth. It is just enough to shock him into climaxing and so with a groan and shudder, he came. Ropes of the hot fluid splashed across her moaning and writhing body, liberally covering her face and shuddering chest. Cassandra was unaware of this, as her body had clenched and came again with his own climax and her thighs clenched around her lodged hands, rubbing frantically at her hardened clit to prolong the pleasure. Without thinking, she licked her lips and savored his seed, awash on an ocean of abandonment.
“You’re a wondrous slave, Cassandra. Elric has no idea what he’s missing.”
With that, the wizard vanished from the room, leaving the Queen on the floor, covered with his cooling cum and her hands trapped between her sticky thighs. Without a sound, she began to cry again.