The next day was a whirlwind. Tetenia was sore - her legs and back hurt from being on her knees for over an hour, her throat hurt from intensely deepthroating Him.
There was a lot to do to prepare for the wedding. A tailor was working on the final alteration for the dress, people asked her to decide on shoes and desserts and tablecloths. She made the decisions, oddly quickly, without thinking about them. Her head wasn't in it.
Later that evening, there was to be a smallish dinner - about 20 guests - with Lord Daymon's family, her family, and a few close relatives and friends. His Supremacy, of course, was also supposed to be there. She wondered how she would react when she saw Him. She kept expecting Him to show up and and shove His cock down her throat, but the day wore on and she had not seen Him at all.
She was nervous about consummating her marriage with Daymon. Part of her wondered whether the marriage would happen at all - maybe she would become one of His Supremacy's concubines - but she tried not to think about that. But how could she go to Daymon when she had experienced...God? Or something like God.
It was funny. She had never had oral sex, or penetrative sex, with Daymon, but they had done other sexual things. Once, Daymon rubbed her pussy for over half an hour, switching positions until she found the spot she liked and she came. His Supremacy's finger was in her pussy for what - thirty seconds maybe? He was mostly fondling her body. And while she did not come, because she stopped herself, if she had come it would have been more intense than anything she could have ever imagined with Daymon - or anyone else, for that matter.
But His Supremacy showed no regard for her pleasure - what pleasure she had with Him was entirely incidental. He showed no regard for her comfort. He showed no regard for her very ability to breathe. Katda was right - being in His presence, with the massive, mindbending, unfathomable power differential between Him and her, between Him and literally every other living thing, hanging in the air, was unlike anything she had ever experienced.
During Ceremony, they say that everything exists, ultimately, to serve and please His Supremacy. Last night, she fulfilled her purpose. It was frequently very unpleasant, but what did that matter? During a moment alone, her servant asked her what it was like being with Him. She struggled to answer. Should she say she was in awe of His power? That after awhile, she felt like nothing, like an actual, literal, speck of dust in comparison to Him? She didn't really know how to describe it. She merely said "it was incredible."
***
It was about a couple of hours before the dinner, and Tetenia was trying to focus, trying to think about the wedding and Daymon and her family when all of that seemed so distant, even though the wedding was the next day.
"Should I wear the purple dress or the yellow," she asked Leshka, her servant.
"I like the yellow. It's bold."
"Father prefers purple."
"Wear the purple, then."
"I don't know. It probably doesn't matter." That's how she felt, honestly: it didn't matter.
She stared at herself in the mirror, pondering her future as the eventual queen of Nordland. Someday, Daymon would be king. The castle would be theirs. They'd need to produce heirs, set policy. Her father was fairly popular with the people - albeit not as popular as His Supremacy - and Daymon was pretty intelligent, so he seemed like he would make a good ruler. Although calling any king a "ruler" nowadays seemed like a bit of a stretch, seeing as they all, ultimately, had to grovel to His Supremacy. His Supremacy really did have all the power. King Ulsan's, her father's, crown was an empty crown.
There I go, Tetenia thought - thinking about Him again.
Just then, the door swung open and a guard said "bow down, for you will soon be in His Sacred Presence." Tetenia and Leshka immediately bowed down, as did a couple of guards and Term servants who had entered the room.
His Supremacy walked in, with four concubines - Karla, Sumca, Tanya and Jyushka. All of them, including His Supremacy, were naked. He stopped and looked around the room. There was a large bed, a desk and mirror and a couple of dresser drawers, a chair near the mirror where Tetenia had been sitting, and another, more comfortable chair, by the wall beside the bed.
His Supremacy looked at the chair by the bed. "That won't do," He said. He turned to the guards. "Go back to my chambers. Get my chair."
"Yes, Your Supremacy," they answered. "Thank you, Your Supremacy."
He then sat in the chair beside the bed, which confused Tetenia. He motioned to Karla and Tanya and they began worshipping Him - or sucking His cock, which was the highest form or worship and, as Tetenia learned last night, a tremendous privilege. He sat back on the chair as they knelt on the ground and got to work. The slurping and gagging sounds were the only noise in the room. Tetenia looked at Leshka and blushed - she was getting a little turned on. His Supremacy shoved His cock into Tanya's throat and rubbed her breasts a little. He did not pay Tetenia any mind.
Probably ten or fifteen minutes went by like that. Karla and Tanya pleasuring His Supremacy, Tetenia and Leshka bowing down with Jyushka and Sumca in silence. His Supremacy moaned or expressed approval of Tanya's cocksucking from time to time. It was abundantly clear who, in this room, was the one with the power.
The guards returned with another chair, and placed it next to the one He was sitting in. They bowed down behind the girls. "Thank you, Your Supremacy. It is a privilege to serve you, Your Supremacy," they each said.
The chair they brought was slightly bigger than the one in Tetenia's room that He was using. Tetenia looked at it, somewhat puzzled. It did not look that different from any other nice chair, despite being a little bigger than the one that was already there.
His Supremacy gestured towards Sumca, then gestured towards the chair. She knelt behind it, facing away from the chair, then leaned her torso back. Her big tits had to squeeze under the seat as she maneuvered her head into a cubbyhole that was lowered under the seat. She turned a handle and her head moved up a little.
Tetenia watched quizzically. The contortions Sumca was forcing her body into were hard to imagine. She was kneeling behind the chair, with her back stretched out in the opposite direction and her head, face-up, pretty much buried in the seat.
Tanya and Karla popped off His Supremacy's cock and thanked Him. His Supremacy sat in the other chair, and the moment He settled into it a contented smile crossed his face. Tanya and Karla crawled towards him.
"You may resume worshipping me," He told them.
"Thank you, Your Supremacy. Worshipping and pleasuring you is the greatest privilege in the universe," Tanya said.
"Thank you, Your Supremacy. I am unworthy of Your Sacred Presence and will forever be grateful for the gifts you give me," Karla said.
His ten-inch cock immediately disappeared into Karla's throat, as Tanya licked his balls.
Tetenia still looked a bit puzzled as to what the whole thing with the chair was about. Sensing this, Jyushka, who was bowing down beside her, whispered to her: "His Supremacy has granted Sumca the honor and privilege of licking His ass." She said it in a reverent tone.
Tetenia suddenly realized why Sumca was contorted into such an unusual, and probably highly uncomfortable, position. Her mouth was facing upwards right where His asshole was. That's why He smiled when He sat down. That's why this chair existed. It existed so that He could sit in comfort while having His ass eaten and His cock sucked. Sumca was essentially part of His furniture - a human part of the furniture, which existed to pleasure Him how He saw fit. The entire contraption was built to facilitate His pleasure and comfort.
He pushed His ass down into the chair - into Sumca's face - and pushed Karla's face all the way down on His cock. "Mmmmyeah," he said, sounding relaxed, almost bored. Sounding immensely, unbelievably, powerful.
Some time passed like this - Tetenia couldn't figure out how long - until He finally called her to Him. He simply said "Tetenia, come forward," while staring off into space.
Tetenia crawled towards Him and looked up at Him. For a moment, she wondered what it was like to be that powerful. He said nothing for a few minutes.
When He spoke, He said "I hope you are grateful for the gift that I gave you yesterday."
"Yes, Your Supremacy," Tetenia replied. "Words cannot express my gratitude."
Karla gagged on His cock, and He pushed her down again. He still was not looking at Tetenia. "Your gratitude is not sufficient, but I will tolerate it for now," He told her.
"No amount of gratitude is sufficient," Tetenia said.