The Queen Slave (15 page)

Chapter Ten

The reception was filled with good food, drink, and lots of dancing as the drinks lowered inhibitions. Nylia and Keera both headed to the bathroom to freshen up. “You know Keera, one disadvantage to not being a slave anymore is not having a thick cock to fuck me regularly.”

“Tell me about it!” agreed Keera. “Toys just do not do the job. I am so desperate for a warm blood filled dick that I am about to go nuts.”

“Some of Max’s groomsmen were really cute and hot. Do you know anything about any of them?”

“Well, I do know that the two that I think are the sexiest are both single.”

“Get out! Really? Well, how about we go get them a drink and pull them out onto the dance floor for a little bit of the hot mamba?”

“Sounds good to me, let’s go!”

Nylia and Keera hunted down their two targets at the groomsmen’s table and dragged them onto the dance floor. As they did the bump and grind against each other, Keera could feel her dance partner’s cock become harder each time she rubbed against him. She grabbed him around the neck and pulled his ear down to her mouth and whispered, “How about we go find somewhere that is a little bit more private?”

“My thoughts exactly,” her companion agreed, and they walked off the dance floor in search of a secluded spot.

Nylia was also having good luck in that department and managed to get her dance partner all hot and bothered. Without saying a word, he took her hand and led her from the dance floor.

“I think this is a good spot,” said Keera’s stud in a husky voice as he led her into what looked like a storeroom. He pushed a chair under the doorknob so they would not be disturbed and then grabbed Keera in a tight embrace, attacking her mouth with his own as he kissed her passionately. He reached behind her and unzipped her dress, allowing it to fall to the floor in a heap.

“Oh, fuck, you were ready for action, weren’t you?” asked the stud when he saw that underneath the dress she was wearing only stockings and her high heeled shoes. He pushed her back against a stack of boxes, his hands roaming over her hot body. Tongues danced as he pressed his mouth possessively against hers, while his hands found her small but perky breasts. His fingers played her nipples like a guitar, plucking and strumming them until they stood erect and stiff, aching for more.

Guttural moans spewed forth from Keera’s throat as he continued to possess her mouth with his tongue. One hand remained on her breast, plucking and teasing the nipple as the other headed south to her aching wet pussy.

They groaned simultaneously as he pushed a finger inside, her juices coating it. She bucked her hips against his finger as he fucked her, adding a second finger and then a third as his mouth traced down her throat and to her breast, taking a stiff nipple into his damp mouth and sucking vigorously. He pulled his fingers from her sodden pussy and slid them up to her already swollen clit, circling it and causing it to stand out even further from its hood.

The teasing was more than Keera could bear and she begged him for what she needed. “Please, fuck me. I need your big hard dick inside me right now!” she demanded as she unfastened his pants and yanked them down past his hips.

He grabbed her under her thighs and pulled her up against him, impaling her on his thick cock with one furious thrust. Keera held him by the shoulders and clung to him as he ravished her. The feeling of his huge cock ramming inside of her sent Keera over the edge and she bit his shoulder to muffle her screams as the orgasm ripped through her body.

A throaty snarl escaped his mouth as he slammed his cock deep into her sodden pussy, shooting streams of cum deep into her womb. After he regained his senses, he sat Keera on top of the stack of boxes and pushed her knees to her chest. Leaning down, he began to lick and suck the cum from her pussy. The sensations of his tongue lapping against her clit and pushing into her pussy to draw out the cum was enough to bring another orgasm crashing through her.

Satisfied that he had licked her clean, the stud stood up, pulled up his pants and helped Keera down from the boxes and back into her dress. Before they slipped back into the darkened reception room, the stud leaned over and gently kissed her. “Thank you,” was all that he said as he opened the door and slipped out into the hall.

Meanwhile, Nylia and her man found an unused ball room and rushed over towards a corner so they would not be seen right away if someone was entering the room. Nylia pushed him down into a chair and knelt before him, unzipping his pants and pulling out his semi hard cock. She licked his shaft, from the base to the tip, flicking the head with her tongue before circling around it.

She repeated this maneuver twice because she knew that it was a sure fire way to get a man hard and she was right, after that, his cock was standing at full attention. She plunged her mouth down over his rod, engulfing the bulbous head and half of his shaft into her warm mouth. Her tongue swirled and licked as she vigorously sucked his hard cock, his groans filling the room. His cock left her mouth with a pop as she stood up and hiked up her dress.

Straddling him, she speared herself with his cock, driving him inside her hot depths. She rode him like he was a bucking bronco, furiously slamming down onto his cock. Reaching between their still clothed bodies, she slid her finger between her pussy lips, finding her clit and stroking it. He pulled the top of her dress down and sucked a nipple into his mouth, causing hot sparks to shoot through her belly, stirring the flame that was already burning hotly in her pussy. He gripped her ass, aiding her in the wild ride. Her fingers furiously stroked her clit, and as she plunged downwards, forcing his cock deep insider her pussy, she exploded in white hot passion.

As she orgasmed, her pussy clenched against his cock, enveloping it in a tight wet embrace and he thrust up into her, adding his cum to her juices. They sat locked in each other’s embrace for a few minutes, recovering from the throes of their passion before they got up and rearranged their clothing. Nylia’s stud asked how he could reach her in the future, for he was entranced by this fiery beauty and her raw sexuality. Nylia gave him the information and then they went back to the reception at separate times so as to not arouse suspicion.

The two couples’ absence had not gone unnoticed by Neenah and when Nylia and Keera joined her at the bride’s table, she teased them about their activities.

“Sheesh, you two, couldn’t you have at least waited until after the reception?” Neenah ribbed.

Keera blushed and Nylia just laughed and said that her hormones were in over drive and did not allow her to wait another second.

“I know what you mean,” quipped Neenah. “I have been counting the days until this wedding. It is funny. I never knew anything about sex until Max brought me here and in a short space of time, my body learned how good it felt and now, it feels like I am going through withdrawal.”

“You mean to tell me that during all these months that you and Max have shared an apartment, that you have not been having sex?” Nylia asked incredulously

“Nope, we have not been having sex, not even once since my training ended. You know that he never intended to use me for a sex slave any way, and the only reason that I had to go through training was to prevent problems from you two and his business associates.”

“I know, but still, I would have thought after the two of you fell in love that you would have been sleeping together,” said Nylia.

“Well, Max did not want me to feel like I was being used for sex and to be honest, I had no clue how to approach him and tell him that I wanted it.”

“Good grief Neenah, all you had to do was tell the man you were horny. That would have been enough motivation for him to topple you into bed,” ragged Nylia.

“I know, I know, but that seems so crude. I guess I still have a little bit of
self-consciousness to overcome. I know that around Max I should be comfortable enough to say anything to him, but I am still having difficulties with that in the sex department. Any other topic, I am fine with and can tell him my thoughts, but for some reason, not sex.”

“Well girl, you had better get comfortable with it right quick since your honeymoon starts tonight!” said Keera. “If you are going to thoroughly enjoy yourself, you have to be able to be the aggressor if he is not taking care of your needs. Remember, you are no longer his sex slave to boss around, you have as much say and control over what happens in the bed room as he does.”

“I will try to remember that. I have a feeling that if things get wild enough, my hormones my override my sense and my inhibitions might just go out the window.”

“That would probably be for the best. Inhibitions have no place in the bed room. Make up a chant if you have to: ‘I will not stay quiet if I need something. I will lose control if I feel like it. I will be an animal if the mood hits me.’ Say whatever it takes to shake loose of that
self-consciousness,” advised Nylia.

Neenah giggled, “I can just see myself standing in front of the mirror chanting ‘Be an animal, let loose’ while Max is calling from the bed room wanting to know what is taking so long.”

Nylia and Keera laughed as the both imagined the scene that Neenah had described.

“What are you ladies over here giggling about?” asked Max as he walked up to the table.

“Oh, just girl stuff,” said Neenah as peals of laughter echoed around the table.

“Well, I hate to drag you away from the laugh fest sweetheart, but it is time for us to go.”

Neenah rose from the table, and the crowd gathered around as she and Max prepared to leave for their honeymoon. They still had two things that had to be taken care of before they left though, the throwing of the bridal bouquet and the garter.

The unmarried ladies gathered as Neenah turned around and brought the second bouquet, the one bought to be thrown, over her shoulder, sending it sailing through the air behind her. A scuffle broke out as the bouquet landed smack dab in the middle of the throng of unmarried ladies. A victorious shout rang out as Nylia emerged from the tangle of arms and legs holding aloft the bouquet.

A chair was brought for Neenah to sit in, and Max knelt in front of her and reached under her dress, grabbed the garter, and slid it down her leg and over her shoe. Neenah stood back up as the group of unmarried guys assembled a few feet away from Max. He hooked the garter on one finger, and pulling back on one end of it, shot it like a rubber band across the room. Arms reached in the air as the garter soared over fingertips until one hand that was stretched a bit higher than the others snagged it out of the air. The lucky gent was none other than the stud that had sneaked away to a secluded spot with Nylia earlier during the reception.

The wedding guests all rushed out to the exit so that they could shower the bride and groom with the traditional white rice as they headed out to the waiting launch.

Neenah hugged Nylia and Keera, saying good bye and telling them that she would miss them and see them when they got back from their honeymoon.

“How long will you be gone?” asked Keera.

“Max said it would be at least a month, maybe longer. That is really all that I know. He will not give me any details; he wants it to be a surprise. I will try to call you some time and let you know when we will be coming home.”

“Okay, I know that I don’t have to tell you to have fun because I know you will. I don’t have to tell you to behave either, because you are not supposed to behave on your honeymoon,” Nylia teased.

“Come on honey, we need to get going,” said Max.

He took her arm and they headed out to the launch, practically running in order to escape being drowned in the white rice the wedding guests were throwing. The pilot was waiting for them with the hatch open so that they could get inside as quickly as possible.

Once they were buckled into their seats, Neenah asked, “Will you tell me where we are going now?”

“Have you ever heard of a planet called Earth?”

“How could I have not heard of it? Earth was the foundation of space travel for humanoids. If it were not for Earthlings, humanoids would not be populating other planets now. I thought that most of the planet was uninhabitable?”

“Most of it is, but there are places that are habitable for humans and other races. Scientists have been working for generations to clean up the atmosphere and rebuild the wreckage from the war that ravaged the planet and nearly destroyed it a thousand years ago. It has been slow going because of all of the radiation and nuclear waste, but they have managed to clean about half of the planet now. Those areas have been turned into posh resorts, and it is to one of those that we are headed. It is an area that was called the Caribbean before the big war. It has lots of beaches, ocean, and beautiful scenery.”

“It sounds like you have been there before.”

“I have. One of the scientific teams that are working in that area is under my employment. They are researching marine life outside the dome.”

“What do you mean outside the dome?”

“Because the entire planet has not been cleaned up yet, the areas that are habitable are so because they are enclosed in huge geo thermal domes. The domes ensure that the bad air and water from the unclean areas do not contaminate those of the areas that have been cleaned. In the ocean parts, the domes extend to the ocean floor so that no unsafe water gets inside. There was a lot of research done to make sure that the refurbished areas closely resembled what they were before the big war, so the plant life and animal life that you will see as well as the architectural structures are the same as what was located there before everything was wiped out.”