Queen's Beloved

"Queen's Beloved: Part III ... Do I Please Queen"?

By

Gothicqueen

CHAPTER ONE

The next morning, following her training session at A Hole In One Adult Video and Movie theater, Noelle sleeps serenely in Queen's protective arms. Both women nude, satin sheets cover them.

Queen awakens, yawning as she gazes down at her beloved. She kisses her, causing Noelle to smile, snuggling closer into her Domme's arms. Gently, Queen disentangles their arms and legs, slips into a pair of Adidas house shoes. She puts on a short and silk, Kimono Robe, employing cords to pull open the bay windows' curtains, permitting the beaming sunlight to engulf the bedroom. CHAPTER ONE

The next morning, following her training session at A Hole in One Adult Video And Movie Which stirs Noelle awake. Sitting up, she yawns and stretches as Queen sits on edge of their bed ... the Kimono open, exposing her breasts and hairy mound.

"Good morning, beloved," Queen greets, extending her hand with a warm smile, "sleep well?"

Noelle holds her hand, nodding as she kisses it. "Yes, Queen," she replies. "I always find peaceful slumber in your arms."

Queen pats Noelle's face. "As you should. Last night, you did well."

Noelle rests Domme's hand against her cheek, lowering eyes. "My only desire is to maintain your approval." She pauses. "I have a request, Queen?"

Queen lifts Submissive's head. "Ask." She strokes her hair.

Noelle bats her eyes, appearing bashful. "May I have the honor of gifting you oral pleasure?"

Queen smiles, reclining on her back and spreading legs. "You may, beloved ...come," she says, gesturing to her private area. Her bountiful breasts rise and fall with anticipation.

"Yes, Queen," Noelle avidly replies, "thank you." She kisses Queen's inner thighs, then, slowly, parts her labia. Briefly inhaling, she licks her puffy clitoris.

Queen sighs, fondling Noelle's hair. "Lick slower,"beloved," she whispers, broadening her legs.

Noelle adheres the command, decreasing her oral pace. She kneads Queen's ass, wriggling tongue inside her pink cave.

Queen rests her heels atop Noelle's shoulders, pushing pussy further up into her mouth. Submissive moans, thoroughly enraptured, as she pleasures her Domme, dispatching electric shockwaves to environ Queen, as continuously, she simulates her clit.

"Yes, dear heart, that's the pace," Queen says breathlessly, her mouth quivering. "Put ... insert a finger inside me then encircle tongue faster around my clit. I'm edging!" Noelle obeys, sending her over the brink of euphoria. Queen's body stiffens, eyes rolling to the back of her head, as she grips the bed sheets. "Yes! Yes! Queen releases ... accept the gift!" She digs fingernails in Noelle's hair, gifting her climax, as Submissive's face and mouth are immersed in cunt juices.

Queen pulls Noelle to her mouth, as her orgasm subsides, kissing her then collapsing onto the bed with a long, deep sigh; both women pant, holding the other tightly.

"Do I please Queen," Noelle asks softly, looking up at her Domme.

Queen rubs her cheek. "Always, beloved," she praises, holding Submissive closer. "Seems you have mastered the art of cunnilingus. I have taught you well!" She sits upright. "Come, we shower then breakfast, yes?"

Noelle kisses Queen's pierced belly button as she is pulled up from the bed, led into the bathroom. Queen drapes Kimono on a metal hook as her Submissive slides open the walk-in shower's double glass doors, turning on the shower head and releasing warm water to soothe her face and back. Pressing palms flat against linoleum wall, she feels the water cascading down her buttocks toward her thighs and legs, finding escape through the drain at her feet. Noelle wrings out her wet hair, pressing it down her back, as she feels Queen embracing her waist ... sighing, as she applies tender kisses to her shoulders and neck. She grinds back into Domme's thighs as the soaped scrunchie she holds lathers it in a three sixty motion. Moans waft through the air as the scrunchie washes her bald pussy, making it foamy and saturated.

Queen leans Noelle backwards, the water removing the foam, as she uses the bath sponge to wash both nipples ... her back and neck. She presses her beloved against shower's wall, the strong water pressure cleansing her.

"Now, beloved, you bathe me," Queen whispers, handing scrunchie to Noelle as they switch places. She leans against wall, awaiting compliance, as their eyes connect like a magnet to steel.

"Of course, Queen," Noelle responds, lathering her Domme's face, her DD cups ... her midriff and waist. The scrunchie washes Queen's thick thighs and calves as she separates Noelle's labia then finger her; she reacts with a moan while washing her shoulderblades. She is brought up for a deep kiss, two of Queen's fingers shoved inside her, filling the Submissive's womb.

Noelle pants and puffs, dropping the scrunchie, as she settles against the wall ... Queen now facing her. Water splashes on both women as Domme tweaks Submissive's nipples, kissing her with more impassioned intensity.

Noelle hangs onto Queen. "May I ... Queen, your Submissive requests permission to release!" Her teeth chatter, knees buckling.

"You may, beloved," Queen permits, four of her fingers gaping Noelle's pussy.

With a high pitch squeal, Noelle climaxes, sliding down the shower's wall; Queen turns off the shower head then sits beside her, pulling Submissive into her arms.

"Such a gratifying gift, yes, beloved?"

Noelle smiles, leaning closer against Queen's chest. "Yes, Queen," she replies with a sigh.

CHAPTER TWO

As Noelle sits on Queen's lap, wearing matching mesh bra and panties, she feeds her breakfast of bacon and scrambled eggs in a capacious kitchen area. Inside the living room, diagonally across from it, a wall mounted 56 inch Plasma TV plays a BDSM video of a busty blonde, restrained by nylon ropes, as a masked Dom operates a sex machine. Rapidly, a large dildo pushes in and out of her as she ejaculates a clear liquid.

Noelle holds a fork of eggs to Queen's mouth. "Is breakfast good, Queen?" She inquires.

Studying her Submissive, Queen accepts food, chewing then swallowing it. She kisses the back of Noelle's hand. "Delicious, beloved ... job well done."

Demurely, Noelle smiles. "Thank you, Queen." She sticks more eggs along with bits of bacon on fork, raising it. "More?"

Queen grasps noelle's hand, pushing fork toward her mouth. "You eat."

Opening her mouth, Noelle eats the food, swallowing it; Queen utilizes a spoon, continuing to watch her Submissive, to insert its end partially inside her. Her eyes enlarge as she gasps, gripping Domme's neck. The spoon is pushed in more until only its head is visible. Queen holds her in place, rubbing her clit.

"Queen, " Noelle pants, "I'm close!"

Queen chokes her, pressing their foreheads together. "No, not yet," she forbids. "Tap into self-control ...

earn

the gift of release!"

"Yes ... Queen! I will try!"

Queen chokes Noelle with more coercion, reddening her face as eyes tear. "Don't

try

...

do

!"

As her clit is rubbed faster, the spoon rotated like a crank inside her, Noelle bites her bottom lip, exerting great effort to restrain the escalating orgasm seeking freedom. "Queen, please ... I can't stand it!"

Queen's teeth graze Noelle's neck as she breaks her. "Cum, beloved, gift earned!" She yanks spoon from Submissive's cunt.

Her body tremoring, Noelle climaxes, falling against her Domme. Queen caresses her back, calming Submissive; then, she lifts and carries her to another part of the condominium.

"Come, beloved," Queen says, "we prepare for the next level of your training."

CHAPTER THREE

Stripped naked, Noelle lies prostrate on a padded table. Her wrists and ankles secured in leather restraints, a gag ball and hook gaping her mouth, clothespins clamp her eyes open. Nipple clamps, with chain, are fastened to her nipples; four clothespins, two each, clap either side of her labia, exposing its pink, moist interior.

Wearing a leather bustier dress, with spaghetti straps, crotchless, fishnet leggings and black Birkin high heels, Queen lights a candle as she hovers over Submissive. She tilts it, the hot wax dripping on various areas of her body, making Noelle squirm in the restraints, jerking them. Domme employs a flogger to lash her thighs, as the wax drips on her stomach and vagina.

"No movement nor sound," Queen orders, the flogger biting into Noelle's flesh, forming lacerating welts. Drool streams from the gag ball and hook, tears falling from her eyes, as she grows still. Queen brushes away Noelle's tears, kissing her cheek.

"Good girl," she whispers in her ear, extending the nipple clamps after blowing out the candle and setting it inside a glass holder on a steel work table; Noelle's eyes widen as she battles compliance.

"Do ... not ... move ... no ... sound," Queen continues, impressed with her Submissive's will power. She releases the clamps, nodding approval, then removes a BBC style "Strappy" from a glass showcase in her dungeon. After lubricating it, she buckles Strappy to her waist. She grips Noelle's head and chin, pushing its thick dildo through the gag ball and hook's opening. Submissive gags and slobbers, as Strappy bottoms out in her throat, bulging as Queen sexually assaults it. She tugs the nipple clamps, augmenting her thrusts.

"Be still and quiet!" Queen sternly shouts.

The restraints clack and pull as Noelle moves side-to-side. Domme smacks her nipples, the dildo grinding in her throat, as her hips flex. She pulls out Submissive's throat, a strand of saliva hanging from dildo and plopping to the dungeon's marble floor. On the table, she positions between noelle's thighs, entering Strappy inside her.

"Sing your release, beloved," Queen pants. "Let your sounds of pleasure be melodiously pleasant, provoking my ears to orgasm!"

Noelle regurgitates phlegm, screaming. "Cumming, Queen-n!" Tears pour from her eyes as she orgasms to a screeching overload. Queen sucks Noelle's nipples, pumping her swiftly, triggering another orgasm. She sits upright, sawing in-and-out of her.

"Queen is close ... ready to gift her release to you, beloved," Domme pants. Grunting, her breasts sweaty and flopping, she pulls out of Submissive. She presses a button on Strappy's side, stroking the dildo's shaft and ejecting warm, thick liquid from the pee hole to splash against Noelle's stomach and tits. Panting, Queen gazes upon her beloved as she mumbles incoherently, a drooling, perspiring mess submitted and dominated. She unfastens her wrists and ankles, sits on table spreading legs and pulling Noelle up between them. Semi-conscious, she rests against her Domme.

"Queen's beloved Submissive," Queen praises, stroking Noelle's hair. She removes the gag ball and hook then kisses the top of her head. "Be strong ..."

CHAPTER FOUR

3 hours later, a freshly showered Queen and Noelle return to the dungeon to proceed with Noelle's training. Wearing transparent, lace lingerie, Submissive squats with both hands extended; Queen grasps a thin, wooden rod, attired in a latex bodysuit with boots, as she stands behind her.

"Keep your back straight," Queen orders, tapping Noelle's back with the rod. Her arms trembling, she complies.

Submissive grinds her teeth, as her arms grow numb ... grunts as legs and ankles burn with searing pain. The rod strikes her buttocks, forming purplish bruises.

"Does it hurt?" Queen inquires, striking noelle's sensitive thighs and ankles.

"Yes, Queen," Noelle admits through clenched teeth, "very much so! May I be gifted relief!?"

"No, not yet ... suffer awhile longer."

Again and again, the rod hits Noelle's shoulders ... the nape of her neck.

"Do you deserve relief, beloved?" Queen grips Submissive's neck as their eyes meet.

"No", Noelle weakly retorts, "I am not worthy of relief unless Queen determines otherwise. Yet, I beseech that soon she deems me worthy, fearing my compliance is dwindling!"

Queen nods, placing 20 pound weights in either palm of Submissive's hands, causing her to emit a scream, as her muscles constrict.

"Queen, I plead mercy," Noelle cries, the intolerable agony consuming her.

"Gift of relief granted." Queen sighs, removing the weights. "Rest, beloved."

Noelle crumbles to the floor in a fetal position, quivering. Queen sits her upright against dungeon's wall, wrapping her in a blanket, as, gently, she touches her face. "For your appreciated efforts, beloved, I offer a reward."

Queen clap hands twice. "Darrian ... come!"

Hearing his Domme's command, a tall and muscular, Black male, possessing the semblance of a Greek god, enters the dungeon. A leather, spiked harness buckled around his broad shoulders and back, he wears leather Chaps, exposing his well-defined buttocks, a masquerade mask, and combat boots. Head lowered, Darrian's hands are clasped behind back. "You beckoned me, Queen?" His voice is deep and intimidating.

Queen extends her hand. "Rise ... approach me."

"Yes, Queen." With graceful, uniformed steps, Darrian proceeds toward his Domme, his long and unfirm manhood dangling. He falls to one knee ... head lowered, accepting Queen's hand.

"Rise, Queen says, " ...look upon me."

Slowly, Darrian stands, connecting eyes with Queen.

Queen assists Noelle to her feet, turning her toward Darrian. "What do think of your reward?"

Submissive's eyes sparkle with desire. "May I speak freely, Queen?" They lower to Darrian's impressive cock, appearing at least 10 inches in length soft.

"As always yes, beloved," Queen answers, her eyes never leaving Darrian's.

"He is beautiful!" Uncontrollably, she licks her lips.

Queen smiles. "Indeed, he is." Her long, dark polished fingernails outline Darrian's pecs ... trail along his six pack. Her hand rests on his BBC, stroking it to erection; Darrian remains still and stoic.

"See, beloved," Queen compliments," this is a well-trained Submissive, knowing his place. One day, you will reach this level of submission. Come ... join me as I partake in your reward."

Noelle kneels beside Queen as she slides down Darrian's thighs to his BBC. Fully erect, it is 2-inches longer than speculated. Domme lowers Submissve to Darrian's grapefruit size, hairless testicles as her tongue stud glides underneath his shaft. Noelle slurps the hefty balls, caressing the Black Adonis' fibrous thighs; Queen strokes him with both hands, the BBC's mushroom head puffing out her cheeks as it enters her mouth. She moans with each suck ... becomes breathless as it endeavors to gape her throat. Choking, Queen pulls the BBC from her mouth, flicking her tongue stud across the head, while brushing away tears and mucus.

Noelle spreads Darrian's buttocks and rims him; emotionless, he stares down at the two women, one his revered Dominatrix ... the other, his Submissive sibling, painstakingly pleasuring him.

"A magnificent piece of meat!" Queen exclaims, sobbing for air, gulping as she stares transfixed at Darrian's BBC. It pulses in her hand, sleek from saliva. As she sucks more, Queen presses Noelle's face deeper into his asshole. Submissive claws the firm cheeks, panting, slobbering.

Pinching her own nose, Queen, slowly, receives Darrian's girthy 12 inches down her esophagus but, quickly, requires air ... her eyes blood-shot and watery. She beats the BBC on her tongue stud as Noelle widens Darrian's rear end, rimming it more intensely. Queen switches positions with her, rapaciously tossing her male Submissve's salad, while squeezing his swollen nut sacs.

Noelle struggles in her efforts to perform fellatio on Darrian's monster cock, her jaws extending, as drool drips from her mouth; Queen kneels beside her Submissive, knotting her hair in a ponytail, providing a clearer view of the task at hand. She grips her head, assisting in the proper service of BBC.

"Take it slow, beloved," Queen coaches, "... get a steady rhythm. Open your throat wide ... let his BBC slide down. Take slow breaths as well."

Noelle complies, adjusting to the BBC and ushering it toward her gullet. She salivates, pulling it out, stroking it in unison with audible slurps; Queen moans as her tongue stud flicks on Submissive's nipples.

Noelle gasps, sucking Darrian faster. He leans against the wall, eyes still leveled on both women, still maintaining controlled discipline.

Suddenly, Queen springs to feet, pulling Noelle up beside her. She pats the padded table. "Noelle, beloved, lie on your back up here!"

Quickly, Noelle complies.

Queen rubs Darrian's perspiring chest. "You will alternate, Darrian, between fucking your Queen and Submissive sister."

"As you wish," Darrian replies.

Domme pats male Submissive's brick hard chest. "Very good ... let's begin!" She straddles Noelle, spreading her own ass, while gazing back at Darrian. "Take me, Lovely!"

"Yes, Queen," Darrian responds with a nod, entering Queen, causing her to nearly fall. She grips table's edges, regaining her stability and lowering to eat Noelle's pussy, as she is fucked. Her curvaceous, large buttocks sway as Darrian's BBC "puts in work", pushing Queen to scream; Noelle clenches her hands, yelling with wanton elation, as her Domme drives her to an orgasm.

"Yes, beloved," Queen sounds garbled as Submissive's pussy juices bubble in her mouth, "offer your sweet gift! Freely, I accept!" She spreads her ass cheeks wider, looking back at a sweating Darrian. "Fuck me harder, Darrian!"

Nodding, Darrian increases his thrusts, gripping Queen's waist.

"I'm releasing-g!" Queen yells. Resting her head atop Noelle's stomach, she climaxes while, franticly, rubbing her clitoris. Her squirt lubricates Submissive's already soaked pussy. Breathless and woozy, Domme moves off table, opening Noelle's labia. "Now her ... fuck your Submissive sister, Darrian! Gift her your BBC!"

Pinching Noelle's clit, Queen French kisses her as Darrian pushes forward inside her; she wails in Queen's mouth as the BBC expands her uterus, swelling her belly. Queen positions Noelle's head toward the big Black cock penetrating, "owning" her!

"Watch it fuck you, beloved," Queen speaks softly, "watch that Black Mamba hiss ... watch it spit venom!" She gestures to Darrian. "Cum, Darrian! Pull out of your sibling and release on her stomach, tits and face!"

"Yes, Queen!" Darrian exclaims, moving backwards, his BBC exiting Noelle. Stroking it, he aims it toward her stomach. Sperm spurts from the head, making contact with the areas of Noelle's body designated by Queen.

"Come," Queen orders, reaching for Darrian's dripping and softening BBC. He moves closer to her, observing as she pulls up Noelle to aid in sucking him dry. Afterwards, they "snowball", exchanging his seminal fluid. Queen's tongue stud contours Noelle's lips as she waves away Darrian.

"You're dismissed, Darrian. Queen is well pleased!"

Darrian bows. "As Queen desires," he says, exiting the dungeon.

Queen pecks Noelle's mouth, tapping her nose. "Enjoyed your reward, beloved?"

Noelle caresses her beautiful Domme's face. "Loved it, Queen. You're too good to me. Thank you."

Domme smiles. "Very good."

Domme and Submissive fall asleep in the others arms.

(THE END)