Prologue and Background
This story takes place on the continent of Ashkora. Ashkora contains several kingdoms and a number of uncivilized barbarian tribes. The largest and most powerful civilization in Ashkora is called the Crystalstorm Empire. Crystalstorm is a vast empire which has technology and military strength similar to the great civilizations of classical antiquity. The capital and seat of power in Crystalstorm is a large and prosperous city named Crystalhold.
Due to a chance genetic mutation, the people of Crystalhold and many of the surrounding areas are divided into three genders: male, female, and futa. "Futa" here means the standard full-package futanari (female body except instead of a vagina there's a penis and testicles). Outside of this region, however, only the traditional two genders exist. To be clear on terminology, terms like "men" and "boys" refer only to males, while terms like "women" and "girls" can refer to either females or futa.
Crystalstorm has a matriarchal class system with fairly strict gender roles. Futa hold most of the high-ranking political and military positions, and are in charge of managing the empire. Physically, futa are the strongest of the three genders and are the most elite warriors. Futas are also particularly known for having large sex drives and are often on the hunt for young men. At the high-end of the social spectrum, futa often serve as politicians, generals, business leaders, royal guards or other enforcement officers. At the low end, futas often wind up as security guards, lower-ranking soldiers or enforcement officers, mercenaries, laborers, or outlaws.
Females comprise the intellectual backbone of Crystalstorm. They are the primary inventors, scholars, and researchers. High-end jobs for females include lawyers, doctors, advisors, managers, and consultants. Females may in some cases hold political power or serve in the military as well. Lower-class females may work as domestic servants, seamstresses, secretaries, and other similar professions.
Males comprise the bulk of physical/menial labor and the front-line grunt soldiers. Some males may aspire to gain leadership roles, but this is rare and typically only for exceptional men.
Male sexual behavior is highly regulated in Crystalstorm. The male libido is thought to be potentially destructive and prone to creating disorder. Therefore, in order to promote male sexual discipline, males are not permitted to masturbate without explicit permission from a higher-ranking woman. Additionally, males may not solicit sex from women, but must instead wait for a woman to initiate. Given the low social status of males, it is often very hard to refuse a woman who initiates a sexual encounter.
Crystalstorm is ruled by Queen Serina, the Crystal Queen. Serina took power at the age of 20 and has been ruling ever since. She is now 34 years old and rules from her palace in the capital city of Crystalhold. Serina is a militaristic ruler who has conquered a number of territories since taking power. After conquering a territory or tribe, Serina demands that the conquered people pay tribute and obey the commands of the Crystalstorm government.
One such conquered tribe is called the Cruxans. The Cruxans were a male-dominated society subsisting on hunting and simple farming that had resisted Crystalstorm rule for a number of years. Finally, they were overpowered and brought to heel about five years ago. Since then, Serina has undertaken the process of socializing the previously free men into Crystalstorm society and bringing up their sons in Crystalstorm ways.
As part of the Cruxan terms of surrender, they are required to send a certain number of young men to Serina's palace in Crystalhold each year. These young men are destined to serve as either menial labor, soldiers, or sexual playthings depending on Serina's choice. So, without further ado, our story begins as Serina receives word that the latest tribute from the Cruxans has arrived, and she heads out to inspect them.
Chapter 1
Queen Serina smiled in anticipation as she strode into the courtyard of her palace. Inspecting the latest tributes from the conquered nations of her empire was one of her favorite tasks, and she was eager to lay her eyes on the latest batch of young male slaves arriving from the outlying Cruxan tribe.
Futas were on average larger than standard females, and Serina was no exception. She stood about 6'0'' tall, with olive skin, and long, curly, dark hair. Serina possessed a full and curvy figure, with wide hips, a big round ass, and large breasts. She was strong, though not sculpted, and carried herself with a distinct air of confidence, as befitted a queen.
In Crystalhold, people tended towards clothing styles that were quite revealing, particularly during the summer months. Accordingly, Serina was dressed lightly wearing a low-cut bodice top that pressed her breasts together and showed off her ample cleavage. The bodice pulled tightly against her belly, which had a slight curve and gradual slope towards her pelvic region. On the bottom, she wore a loose, high-wasted skirt. Underneath that innocent skirt was lurking a long, thick 12'' cock that would be the envy of any man, and a large and swinging set of balls to go with it.
As she entered the courtyard, Serina was greeted by one of her advisors, a young female, 25 years old, named Arya. Arya was a brilliant young woman who had graduated with the highest honors in philosophy and politics from the most prestigious university in Crystalstorm. Arya had quickly risen to prominence within Serina's inner circle due to her intelligence, work ethic, and ability to find creative political solutions to difficult issues.
Arya was a petite woman, about 5'2'' with short, blonde hair, light blue eyes, and delicate, beautiful features. She had a slim build with a flat stomach, a shapely ass, slender legs, and small breasts. Arya was wearing a stylish green tunic that fell to about her hips, and had on short, bikini-style bottoms. On her feet she wore open-toed sandals with a slight heel.
"Good evening, your glory," Arya said, greeting Serina in the customary manner, and giving a slight bow, "I've made a cursory inspection of the Cruxan tributes, and I think you'll be quite satisfied with the offering."
"Thank you, Arya," Serina replied, "Though you know me, I'll need to make a close and deep inspection of these tributes myself before I'm satisfied." Serina and Arya exchanged knowing glances. In past years, the Cruxans had attempted to shirk their tribute obligations and had been punished harshly. It seemed they had learned their lesson.
Serina and Arya descended the steps to the courtyard and were met with a deliciously pleasing sight. In front of them were 20 fit, young, naked men lined up in two horizontal rows with their hands bound behind their backs. Surrounding the men were a squad of futa warriors who had been tasked with escorting the tributes to the palace. The warriors were Amazonian in build and wore tight brief-like bottoms that hugged their ample packages tightly and made clearly visible that they were not ordinary females. They also sported tough combat boots, decorated metal breast plates, and protective headgear. A few servant girls were accompanying the warriors. They were dressed simply, as befitted their low-status, bare-breasted and wearing only a loincloth with a thin strap in the back.
Serina paced past both rows of the tributes, inspecting them up and down. She enjoyed poking and prodding at their hard bodies, and licked her lips as she ran her hands over the pleasantly toned and muscular young men. Serina decided it would be fun to press her breasts into one of the tribute's chests and rub them up and down a bit. The young man tried to remain calm, but couldn't resist staring down Serina's top at her ample cleavage, his eyes as wide as globes. Serina cooly traced her hand down his back and then suddenly gave him a firm slap on his taut ass, snapping him out of his trance and causing him to bite his lip nervously. Serina chuckled and gave his now erect cock a playful swat. The young man blushed slightly.
