*This is a continuation of a story I posted here awhile ago.*
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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. But he was so powerful. They say power is the greatest aphrodisiac. 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. 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 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 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 stil 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.
Somehow this hammered home to Tetenia, yet again, the pure dominance and power that He enjoyed. This entire contraption was built to facilitate His pleasure and comfort. In order to achieve that, a concubine would have to contort themselves in knots, strain her back and legs, and place her head in a little space from which it was probably not so easy to breathe. She would be forced up against His asshole, which she would have to pleasure. He would sit in the chair, fully comfortable, enjoying her labors.
And he would be very easily able to enjoy the labors of concubines sucking His cock – worshipping Him – at the same time. And the concubine whose face was pressed up against His ass, boxed in with her back probably in pain, would have to grateful for this. It was a privilege. An honor. A gift.
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.
“Worship me, Tetenia,” He said. “This is why you exist. I am allowing you to fulfill your highest purpose.”
“Yes, Your Supremacy. Thank you, Your Supremacy. You are God, Your Supremacy. I can only hope to serve and please you. Thank You, Your Supremacy.”
Karla popped off His cock. “Thank you, Your Supremacy,” she said. Tetenia put Him in her mouth. She knew she had to do better this time. She went all the way down almost immediately, but couldn’t hold Him there for very long. She gagged a lot, but she did not need Him to force her as much as before. She supposed that was progress.
As Tetenia pleasured His cock, and Tanya pleasured His balls, He sunk his ass back towards Sumca’s face. “Yeah,” He said, and smiled. This was the pleasure of God.
After fifteen or twenty minutes, He tugged at Tetenia’s head. She popped off His cock, with a “Thank you, Your Supremacy.’ Tanya immediately swallowed His cock whole.
He looked at Tetenia. “Karla is going to prepare you for me.” He placed His hand on Tanya’s head. “Stay down, Tanya,” He said. He looked back at Tetenia. “You must control yourself while Karla prepares you. If you can do that, you may lick me.”
Tetenia was, again, confused as to what he was referring to. Still, she knew that gratitude and adoration were the only possible responses. “Yes, Your Supremacy,” she said. “Thank you, Your Supremacy. You are the Supreme God of Gods, the Supreme Ruler of Men, and the Supreme Being of All that is Known and Unk….” At that moment, Karla’s finger, which was dipped in lube, entered Tetenia’s asshole. She swirled it around and gradually put another finger in. Tetenia grimaced with discomfort, but continued praising Him. “Unknown. It is a sublime hon” – she let out a brief yelp of pain as Karla’s fingers went a little further up her ass – “honor to be in Your Sacred Presence and worship you. Thank you, Your Supremacy.”
With that, Tetenia began dutifully licking His Supremacy’s balls, powering through the sharp discomfort coming from her asshole. She noticed that Tanya’s eyes were watery, and realized she had not come up for air the entire time. Tetenia wondered how she managed to do that, as His cock bulged through Tanya’s throat and her face reddened a bit. Sumca continued to lick His ass.
“She is ready, Your Supremacy,” Karla said, removing her fingers from Tetenia’s ass. “Thank you, Your Supremacy.”
He stood up, Tanya thanking Him as she popped off His cock. “Tetenia, go to the side of the bed. Lay with your face down and your ass up.” He paused for a second. “You may walk.”
“Yes, Your Supremacy. Thank you, Your Supremacy.” Tetenia walked over to the bed. Her ass hurt, but only a little. It began to dawn on her what was about to happen.
Once she was settled in, His Supremacy walked over to her, and stood by the side of the bed. Karla and Tanya crawled and kneeled on either side of Him, as Tetenia’s ass pointed out from the side of the bed. He motioned for Jyushka to come over to Him and begin licking His asshole, and He shoved His cock down Karla’s throat, facefucking her.
“Sumca, kiss my feet and thank me,” He said. Sumca removed herself from the chair, and said, through heavy breaths, “Thank you, Your Supremacy. Pleasuring you my greatest purpose and my only purpose. My devotion to you knows no bounds. Thank you, Your Supremacy.”
He began violently facefucking Karla, as Sumca crawled over and kissed His feet. “Thank you, Your Supremacy. Nobody is worthy of kissing your feet and yet you have bestowed this honor upon me in in your greatness and generosity. Yours are the feet of God, of Sacredness. I would spend every moment of my life kissing the ground you walk on if you gave me permission to do so, but I will not ask as I am not worthy. Thank you, Your Supremacy.”
He held Karla’s face close to His cock as she gagged and squirmed. “I hope you’re fucking grateful, Karla,” He said. “Choking on my cock is great privilege.” He pulled out of Karla’s mouth.
“Thank you, Your Supremacy,” Karla said, looking at him adoringly, with tears around her eyes from the brutal, if brief, facefuck. “I exist to please you. My gratitude knows no bounds.”
His Supremacy turned to Tetenia, whose ass was still hanging there. Jyushka followed Him, still licking His behind. Karla and Tanya each grabbed one of Tetenia’s ass cheeks, and spread them.
“There it is, Your Supremacy,” Karla said.
“It is yours, Your Supremacy, as everything which exists and does not exist is yours. She is yours, Your Supremacy, as everything which exists and does not exist is yours,” Tanya said.
“I hope she realizes the honor you are about to bestow upon her. She is about to feel your power. It is greater than the whole world,” Karla said.
His Supremacy pushed the tip of His cock into Tetenia’s asshole. She squirmed, He grabbed onto her ass, and Tanya and Karla retreated a little. He pushed it a little further in, and pain shot through her body. This was way worse than Karla’s fingers, she thought. But there was nothing she could do. His will was all that mattered.
Suddenly, with a great thrust, he pushed all ten inches of His cock into her asshole. She moaned in pain and her body quivered and shook. He slapped her ass, pushed down the small of her back, and pounded away with powerful thrusts. Her ass was so tight – she had never had vaginal sex before, let alone anal. This was considered a rather degrading activity, especially for a princess, but then again so was oral sex and He made her do that and she acquiesced.
The degradation was part of the fun for Him, of course, but it wasn’t just about degradation. Fellatio represented worship, it was worship, the highest form or worship that existed. It was s symbol of His power, because it represented how the world falls to its knees before Him, in an effort to please Him. But only a select number of beautiful women may engage in direct worship, in sucking His cock. They were engaging in their highest purpose, and they must be grateful. The act itself had historically been considered degrading, and may have been degrading, but He could degrade the world if He so chose to, because He owned the world and all things were powerless before Him.
Oral sex was about worship. Assfucking was about domination – His domination. When He fucked the asses of His concubines (or of any woman – Tetenia was not a concubine), He overwhelmed them the way He overwhelmed everyone and everything. He took over their bodies and used them for His purpose, for His pleasure, the way He took over all that exists.
In this way, His relations with concubines and Queen Priestesses – and with any woman whom He blessed in this manner, such as Tetenia – were the purest expression of His true dominance and power over everything, and the true purpose of all that exists – to serve and please Him. These women were blessed to experience His power in a way that no one else did. This formed the core of their gratitude towards Him, and was why they were held in very high esteem in society despite being His personal pleasure slaves.
Tetenia’s asshole was warm and very, very tight, and His cock thrust in and out of it, overtaking Her asshole, overtaking Her very self. The pain was almost unbearable for her. He fucked her ass with complete and total abandon, with no regard for how it might feel for her or for whether or not she was enjoying it. Indeed, the thought would never have even crossed His mind. Karla’s earlier ministrations with her fingers were really about lubricating it to ease His cock’s path in and ensure His pleasure. It was not about her.
His Supremacy pushed Tetenia’s body down and began thrusting even harder. “Yeeeahh,” he said. “Fucking take it. It’s so tight. Just take it and be grateful.” Tetenia was, at this point, squealing in pain and grimacing. The pain shot up through her ass to her back and down to her legs. She felt like her ass was literally being torn apart. She began to sob a bit through the yelps and grimaces, hoping it might stop soon. But she knew she had no control over that.
His Supremacy slapped Tetenia’s ass, hard. “Are you going to thank me, Tetenia?” He said to her.
“Thank you, Your Supremacy,” Tetenia replied through tears. Karla and Tanya began egging Him on.
“I hope she is grateful. I hope she is grateful that you are overwhelming her.”
“Your cock is so powerful, Your Supremacy. You are dominating her the way you dominate everything.”
“She is blessed. You are giving her a blessing with your Sacred Cock, Your Supremacy. This had better be the greatest moment of her life.”
“You are all-powerful, Your Supremacy. You are all-powerful and you own everything and everyone.”
Greatest moment of her life? Tetenia wasn’t so sure, but she couldn’t really think about it. She couldn’t really think about anything. He was overpowering her, overwhelming her. He is inevitable, she kept thinking. His cock, His will, is inevitable.
Tetenia’s ass was big, but not huge, and jiggly and pale and firm. Her asshole was so tight and His Supremacy felt the fullness of His power taking it over. He was everything and she was nothing. He began to come in Her asshole. Like His prior orgasm with Tetenia, this one was even longer than his normal, preposterously long, orgasms (the length of His orgasms and the amount of cum He produced was taken as further evidence of His Godliness and power). Cum spilled out of Tetenia’s asshole, and Tanya, Karla and Sunca began licking it as it came out of her ass and licking it off the bed and off the floor. They thanked Him with nearly every lick. He kept thrusting, and kept coming.
Tetenia was, yet again, overwhelmed and obliterated. Her body hurt, even worse than it had last night, and her ass hurt so much she almost thought she’d never be able to walk again.
His Supremacy pulled out of Tetenia’s asshole, and collapsed into a chair. The concubines were still licking His cum off the floor.
He instructed Tetenia to come and kneel before Him. Delirious, she turned around and crawled to him with great effort. He looked at her, but did not say anything. She was quivering and tears were drying around her eyes.
“Thank you, Your Supremacy,” she said, her voice strained from screaming. He continued to stare at her. “I….I am not worthy of being dominated by you. I am not worthy of being overwhelmed by you. You are everything and I am nothing. Please accept my humble devotion. I know I am nothing, I know I am less than nothing, before your greatness.” She was groveling and dizzy and aching. He was powerful and in-control and comfortable.
“For you to properly express your gratitude, you have to suck it,” He said.
It was then that she realized His cock was still completely erect. Resigning herself to her fate, she tentatively put her mouth over the tip. It tasted awful, and she gagged almost immediately. She struggled to get down further, but she knew she had no choice. She gradually took the whole thing, struggling the whole way, her entire self sore from the ass-fucking she just endured. But she kept worshipping Him. It was a privilege, an honor. He sat back, relaxed, and put His hand on Tetenia’s head as she gagged. “I hope you are grateful, Tetenia,” he said.
The four concubines, at this point, had lapped up all the cum and were quietly bowing down. His Supremacy wanted to relax after fucking Tetenia’s ass and enjoy her blowjob. Tetenia, of course, was entirely subservient to His will and whim.
So He sat there, lazily, with Tetenia dutifully sucking His cock, worshipping Him, for another forty-five minutes. She gagged a lot, and made heroic efforts to deep throat even though she was not as advanced as His longtime concubines, many of whom could deep throat Him without stopping for thirty minutes or more. Tetenia moved up and down, gagged, deep throated for awhile, gagged, deepthroated, then gagged again. She felt like a toy, a plaything, at this point, something that only existed for Him. Because she did only exist for Him. Everything existed for Him, she was just fortunate enough to be among those chosen to fulfill that purpose at its highest and purest.
After forty-five minutes, He came again. The orgasm was shorter this time, but still insanely long by anyone else’s standards – nearly two minutes. Tetenia, somehow, swallowed all of it. It came out her nose and she almost passed out from inability to breathe. But she didn’t, and when she was done, she thanked Him and and kissed His feet and thanked Him for the privilege of kissing His feet.
By the time His Supremacy finally left, Tetenia was nearly an hour late for the dinner. She stood up, and barely able to stand, had to lean against a table. Her body was still quivering and shaking. At this point she wasn’t even sure what from.
“What…..” Leshka was shocked. Literally, her face looked shellshocked.
“This is why I can’t describe it,” Tetenia said.
“Are you OK?”
“Yes, I think.”
The two girls looked at each other. Tetenia was in no condition to go before everybody. Even Leshka, who was just bowing down the whole time, doing nothing, knew the thing she had just seen would never leave her mind. Not in a bad way, necessarily, though not necessarily in a good way, either. It was just….she felt overwhelmed by Him just having been in the room. She can only imagine how Tetenia felt. Actually, she couldn’t even imagine.
“We’re late for the dinner, aren’t we?” Tetenia said.
“Yes,” Leshka replied. “By about an hour. I was looking at the clock. “Well,” she giggled, “I tried to look at the clock.”
Tetenia smiled. The truth was, for all the pain, she liked being overwhelmed by His Supremacy. Just not in a way that she had liked anything ever before in her life. She suspected that this liking was somehow more important, more real. It felt like a fulfillment of purpose. Despite her utter exhaustion, she was almost a little turned on again – how could she marry Daymon now?
“I should…try,” Tetenia said. “Let’s get cleaned up, but I’ll take my time.”
By the time she got cleaned up and dressed and left, another half an hour had passed. Tetenia was embarrassed to be showing up so late, but she wasn’t sure what else to do. And while she had stopped shaking and calmed down somewhat, she still couldn’t walk normally. She wondered if people would suspect anything. Probably not that, but something.
She also wondered if His Supremacy would show up at the dinner. Would He be there already? How would He react to her, so soon after their encounter? What if He took her again – this time in front of Daymon, in front of everyone? She knew He’d do it if He wanted to. She also knew she was starting to like that He would do it if He wanted to. Daymon, her father the king, her mother the queen – ultimately, they were all as powerless as she was. They were nothing. He was everything.
Considering this, she was actually a little let down to discover that His Supremacy had not, in fact, arrived at the dinner. She awkwardly sat herself next to Daymon. A few people looked at her and muttered, but nobody asked about her lateness or her pained gait.
Looking at the food on her plate, she suddenly realized she was quite hungry. She grabbed her fork and began to cut into a piece of lamb when she realized her father was glaring at her.
“His Supremacy is not here yet,” the king said sternly. “We cannot eat.”
That’s right: while His Supremacy was busy fucking Princess Tetenia in the ass, the royal family and the soon-to-be crown prince were sitting around awkwardly, letting their food get cold, hoping He’d show up soon. She didn’t even think about this until her father reprimanded her.
“Oh,” Tetenia said. “Of course. Sorry.”
Lord Aberdal, Daymon’s father, piped in. “I don’t think He is going to show,” He said. “We should eat. Our food is already cold. This is getting ridiculous.”
“We have to wait,” the king said glumly. “If He was not going to come, He’d send word.”
Tetenia stared at her plate, getting hungry. Where was He? By now, He probably could have gotten Himself here.
The king, for his part, knew the guests were getting agitated. He also knew he had no choice – and in fairness, some of the guests understood that as well, although Lord Aberdal apparently did not. There were rules for banquets and meals with His Supremacy. The guests must always, of course, bow down until He gives them permission to stand. He is always served first – and always begins eating before anyone else. The king was actually a little worried about there being food already food out, as he wasn’t sure if that broke any rules. But eating before His arrival, unless He sent word canceling His attendance, would surely mean risking His disfavor. And His disfavor was a big deal – there was no telling if His Supremacy would remove the king from the throne.
Sometimes he felt like the most important aspect of being king was winning, and maintaining, His Supremacy’s favor. He wondered what his father, who ruled long before His Supremacy’s time, would think of the diminishment of the role. The king’s ancestors and paid tribute to Emperors before, but His Supremacy was greater than a mere emperor.
Some of the guests tried to distract themselves from the growing hunger with idle chit-chat, although they were even growing weary of this by now. Tetenia mostly sat silently. She felt kind of awkward, but wasn’t in any mood to talk and, truthfully, was kind of relieved that most people in the room were no longer in the mood to talk, either.
Then, just as before, a guard entered. “You will soon be in His Sacred Presence,” the guard said. “Bow down.”
All the guests bowed down, and His Supremacy entered. He was flanked by Karina and Anya, the two Queen Priestesses who had joined Him on the trip, as well as six concubines – including Jyushka and Karla, though there were four others that were not with Him before. The concubines, all of whom were naked, would act as His personal servants during the meal. Another rule of dining with His Supremacy was this: The number of concubines serving Him would be two more than the total number of all servers for the other guests. At large dinners and banquets, with hundreds of guests, He would have dozens of concubines lined up. They would always be naked, and they would serve no one but Him.
His Supremacy sat at the head of the table with the Queen Priestesses on either side. He looked at His food and noticed that it was cold. He took the plate, and threw it on the ground. The plate shattered, food went everywhere, and a few of His concubines scurried over to clean up the mess. Meanwhile, He called over Jyushka to tell her to order more food from the kitchen, and she went off to do so.
He then looked at Karina and Anya. They crawled under the table and began sucking His cock. Already, Tetenia thought.
Fifteen minutes later, Jyushka emerged with a hot plate of lamb and potatoes, and a glass of wine. His Supremacy buried his face in Jyushka’s tits and grabbed her ass, making her moan in pleasure before she walked away. He dug into the food, while Anya and Karina continued to suck His cock.
As all of this was happening, there was one thing He did not do: give the assembled guests permission to rise. They were all still bowing down. This, it must be said, was pretty unusual. The bowing-down at meals and banquets was, in most cases, a formality. But there was nothing they could do.
He was the only one eating. And He was getting His cock sucked. And He had more servers attending to Him, and Him alone, than the rest of the guests combined. And the rest of the guests were bowing down to Him.
Tetenia thought about this and realized: This was supposed to be a dinner for her and Daymon. It had become a dinner for His Supremacy – and, literally, no one else. This was yet another example of what it meant to have all the power. The world bends itself to His will, to His whim, and thanks Him for the privilege of doing so. He was now overwhelming the dinner the way He overwhelmed her body a couple of hours ago. The rest of them had to bow down, and take it, and be grateful.
He pushed Karina further down on His cock and took a bite of food. Suddenly He took His plate and threw it on the floor, splattering the plate and the food again. Two concubines again scurried over to clean up the mess.
He stood up, with Karina standing in front of Him against the table. He grabbed her tits and plunged His cock into her ass. She let out moans and yelps of pleasure and pain – she was more used to being fucked in the ass than Tetenia, so she kind of liked it, but it still hurt a lot.
He then pushed Karina’s entire body on the table. She knelt on the table with her ass up, her massive tits swinging. Not necessarily meaning to, she pushed around table settings and plates of food, some of which fell or wound up on the floor.
His Supremacy pounded away at Karina’s ass. “You’re….so…powerful….Your Supremacy,” she said. “Thank you…thank you…thank you, Your Supremacy.”
He looked at Tetenia, and Tetenia stared back at him. He smiled, as if to say “see? This is what I can do. This is what real power is.”
“Praise me, Karina,” He said. “Fucking praise me.”
She struggled a bit to do this, uttering words of praise between moans and cries. “You…are…you are….you are God, Your Supremacy. Your power is without…without limit. I am…I am in…I am in awe of you. You are a colossus…bestriding humanity. Nobody is worthy of sharing the world with you, much less sharing a room with you much less….ohh…ohh…pleasuring you and…worshipping you. I am…we are…I am…we are…”
Karina’s face was contorted in pain and pleasure, and a tear rolled down her cheek from the pain. “I am….I….you….you are more than everything. You are more than God. You are the Supreme…the Supreme Being. The Supreme Being of All that is Known and Unknown. The…the…universe” She let out of a loud yelp of discomfort. “The universe grovels before you and kisses your Sacred feet. The….kings…queens…and empires…are nothing…not dust, not dirt, not….anything…nothing…before your greatness.” Karina let out a long “eeeekaaahhhhhooooo.” Tetenia couldn’t tell if it was because she was really enjoying His domination over her, in a lot of pain, or both.
She went on. She had to keep going until He told her to stop. “I….I….I…adore you, Your Supremacy. Adore doesn’t begin to describe it. I am eternally devoted to…you….and will do anything to…anything to…anything to please you. You are greater than…I am….I prostrate myself before you, as the whole world does. You…you own me. You own me. I can…only worship you. I can only worship you.” He continued pounding away at Karina’s tight asshole. “You…you are all that is powerful. You have all the power and I have none and the world has none and we are all prostrate before you…groveling…” Karina’s face contorted again and she squirmed and let out a loud yelping noise. “You overwhelm the world…your power overwhelms the world.” She looked pained and frenzied at the same time, like someone having a religious experience. His Supremacy thrust hard into her, and slapped her ass, and pushed down the small of her back. “I can never express my gratitude, Your Supremacy. I can never adore you enough, I can never worship you enough. I…there is….there is no way for you to be worshipped enough. You are greater than God, you are greater than all gods, you are greater than the Supreme God of Gods, you are greater than power, you are greater than greatness…and…..there are no…there are no words…..there are no words to describe it.” He was cumming. Like before with Tetenia, Anya, who was kneeling beside Him along with the other concubines, began licking the cum out of Karina’s ass and on the floor and everywhere else.
The scene was uncanny. Tetenia was transfixed. She forgot all about Daymon, all about the other guests.
Karina was still praising Him, as He had not told her to stop. “You are worthy of all of the adoration and devotion and worship in the world. You are…you are worthy…you are worthy of more than all the adoration and devotion and worship in the world.”
“Thank you, Your Supremacy,” Anya said.
“You are……there is no…you are…there is no….” Karina was panting and moaning and pained amid the streams of praise. “I cannot praise you enough….I will never praise you enough. There is no way to praise you enough. But I will….” He was still cumming.
“Thank you, Your Supremacy,” one of the concubines said.
“Thank you, Your Supremacy.”
“Thank you, Your Supremacy.”
“I will…I will try if it pleases you. I will praise you forever if it pleases you, for while there is no word worthy of your greatness and power and Godliness and I am not worthy of your greatness and power and Godliness, all I can do…all…all words can do…is please you. I will supplicate myself before you and grovel and thank you for the privilege of groveling and supplicating.” His orgasm continued.
“Thank you, Your Supremacy” The cum on the floor, on the table, was still being licked.
“Thank you, Your Supremacy.”
“The pleasing…the…the pleasing that I can do is not worthy of you. Nothing is worthy of you, Your Supremacy. All the glory and power and pleasure which has ever existed could be yours, should be yours, and it would not be enough…because…because….”
“Thank you, Your Supremacy.”
“You are so overwhelming. You overwhelm everything. Your power is inevitable, indescribable, calling it ‘power’ does not do it justice. You are more than all men and gods and forces of nature combined, and more than that. I cannot….”
Karina was pleading and hysterical. “I cannot praise you enough. There does not exist enough praise. I am sorry, Your Supremacy. I will praise you for every minute of the rest of my life if it pleases you, I will not eat, I will not sleep, I will not drink, I would remain on my knees praising you until my final breath if it would please you even a tiny bit, and I would be eternally, unendingly, limitlessly grateful for the privilege of praising you but…but…it would not be enough. No praise is worthy of you, Your Supremacy. You are so great, so powerful, Your Supremacy. No praise is worthy of you, Your Supremacy.” There was desperation in Karina’s voice as she said this. “I am…so sorry, Your Supremacy. I will do everything I can to try to make it up you. I am so grateful to you but I…there…I….I…you have given me, given the world, tremendous, indescribable gifts and I…my…my rectitude is as great as my gratitude. I am in awe of you, Your Supremacy. I am…there are not enough words to praise you and not enough ways to worship you and there exists nothing, nothing, which can come close to describing your greatness and I’m…I am sorry, Your Supremacy. I am ashamed, Your Supremacy. I humbly beg that you may accept my gratitude, Your Supremacy.”
His orgasm was subsiding, and He pulled out of her ass. “Enough, Karina,” He said. He pushed Anya down onto His cock, which was still hard. Karina climbed down from the table and knelt before Him. “I do not accept your gratitude, Karina,” He said.
“No gratitude is worthy of the gifts you have given me, Your Supremacy. No gratitude is worthy of the privilege of praising you, Your Supremacy,” Karina said, and put her head down. “Thank you, Your Supremacy.” She said it anyway.
Tetenia was – well, even more shocked than before. Karina had sounded desperate, contrite over…the fact that there were not enough words to praise Him, even though she had unleashed torrents of praise the likes of which Tetenia did not even realize were possible. He called over another concubine, who had another plate of food made for Him. He had Karina balance the plate on her hands rather than use the table. She thanked Him for the privilege. It was a small thing that she could do to please Him. It was still not worthy. It was still not enough.
The guests at the dinner – which was supposed to be about Tetenia and Daymon – were still bowing down before Him, and by now they were all starving. His Supremacy finished His food. He sat there for another twenty minutes after finishing HIs food, being pleasured by Anya until He came in her mouth. He stared at Tetenia through the whole orgasm. Then, He got up and left.
Once the assembled guests could rise again, they all looked at each other. The king, visibly shaken and embarrassed – but also a bit relieved that he had not displeased His Supremacy – just suggested that everyone leave, which they were all eager to do. They found other things to eat.
Tetenia went back to her bedchambers, barely speaking to Daymon. She would never be the same after today. Karina’s praises were true – she felt it in her bones. She could never be the same after today.
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