All the Power: Kaelyn’s Story, Pt. 3 [Str8] [M, lots of Fs] [oral] [Mdom] [collaboration with u/ParvitasRose]

*The saga of Kaelyn continues. By u/ParvitasRose and yours truly. I’ll post links to part 1 and 2 and the comments.*

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Kaelyn had never been more tired in her entire life. She had been on her knees for hours, from the moment she arrived at the steps to The Sacred Throne, she had been prostrate. Even in the hours when Henrik and the others had been allowed to sit and dine with His Supremacy, she had been on the floor.

First prostrate and doing nothing, then, used as a side-table — despite there already being plenty of actual table that He could have used.

Was this her punishment? Was this how His Supremacy was going to punish her for the… intransigence… of not attending the Term of Sacred Service? To make her crawl like an animal and use her as a table and footrest? For her to be humiliated and degraded when the rest of the Islish delegation were given permission to eat and act… as normally as one could when in His presence?

She did not know. Not once, during their entire conversation had His Supremacy made any indication that this was a punishment. He had never said ‘this is your punishment’ or anything even remotely close to that. Sure, Karina had made mention of how benevolent and wonderful His Supremacy was to rest his feet upon Kaelyn’s back when she had displeased him, but even she did not make mention of it as a punishment.

In fact, from the way that Karina spoke, it seemed more that Kaelyn was to view such a thing as a privilege rather than a punishment. That she should be grateful, beyond grateful, that His Supremacy would grant her the honor of using her back as a footrest.

She didn’t know what to think about that. Be grateful that she, a person, was being used as a footrest? Kaelyn’s mind flashed back to the Sacred Throne, the cushions that had been placed under His Supremacy’s feet. A footrest of some sort could have been gotten for Him to rest His feet upon instead of Kaelyn, couldn’t it?

And that she had to thank Him for the honor… When she had spoken the words, they came out of her mouth without her really thinking about them. It was, again, as though someone had taken control of her brain, her mouth, and made the words come out. She hadn’t thought about it — she had just spoken. Maybe out of fear of what would be done to her if she didn’t thank Him. She did not know.

Kaelyn had truly never felt more humiliated and degraded in her entire life. This was not how a queen was meant to be treated. Back home, on the Isle, she was a monarch, in as much as anyone could claim that title. Her crown may have been entirely contingent on His Supremacy, and, always, He held all the power — one could argue that her crown, her kingdom, her title, was but empty in comparison to His — but it was a title all the same.

Never, in her life, had she been expected to ask as a footrest or table for someone. Nobody would have ordered her to humiliate herself in such a manner. Nor would she have ever ordered that of someone. Kaelyn tried, for a brief moment, to imagine if she could have demanded that any of her servants prostrate themselves before her and give their bodies to be used as a footrest. The mere concept of doing such a thing made her feel incredibly uncomfortable. She knew that she could never do that to anyone.

But… speaking of her title, what was to happen to that? Was she still a queen? What was to happen to her kingdom? His Supremacy had said nothing in regards to that. Not even mentioned it once. On some occasions, she had noticed Him looking at her, and the looks he gave her made her feel… weird. Did He want her? Was He planning to make her a concubine, just as He had done to Niveah?

Kaelyn tried to shake such thoughts from her mind. A concubine… Did she want that? She knew that concubines were seen in high regard in the world. They may not have been as high-status as the Queen Priestesses, but… still… they worshipped His Supremacy fully and directly. Jainee, who had once been a queen, was now a pleasure slave for His Supremacy. She sucked His cock when He ordered, He could use her asshole, all of her holes, to fill with His cum.

And she thanked Him for it. Thanked Him as though this was the most awesome gift that anyone could give her. Kaelyn knew, as well, just by looking at Jainee’s face, that she truly meant what she had said. All of the concubines, it seemed, were honored by the fact that His Supremacy would use their bodies for his pleasure.

Even those who had been royalty — Tetenia was once Princess of Nordland, yet she had licked up His cum with pride and reverence. What went through a person’s mind, what could lead someone who had once been royalty to lick cum from the floor with reverence? And to be thankful when doing it?

If His Supremacy took her as a concubine… then… she would have to do that. She would have to suck His cock, and let Him fuck her in the ass, and be grateful for the privilege. Just as she must be grateful that He had rested His feet upon her.

Just as she must, she was sure, be grateful that she and Henrik were given the job of polishing the statues’ feet.

The Great Temple was yet another example of the power that His Supremacy held. As Kaelyn and Henrik walked through the field towards it, Kaelyn was reminded of how, during the Feast of the Sacred Declaration, this would be filled with millions of prostrate bodies, all bowing down to His Supremacy. Worshipping their God. Her parents had both made the pilgrimage to the Great Temple to worship in person during their lifetimes, though she, herself, had not yet done so.

She knew that she would have to at some point. It was expected that everyone do so at least once during their life. How much power… how much power could someone possibly hold?

Kaelyn glanced up at the massive statue. How many people had laboured to build this? Hundreds? Thousands? This statue, this temple, it was all built for His Supremacy’s glory. All built because of His will and whim. When did it end? Did it ever end?

As they set to work, Henrik turned to face her, a look of… concern… written on his features. “Are you okay?” he asked. It was the first time that anyone had asked her that.

She gave a half-smile. “I… I’m fine.” Kaelyn looked around the room. The woman who had brought them here seemed to have gone somewhere else, leaving them to their work. As did the man.

Henrik arched a brow. “You’re sure?”

She hesitated. “My… my back hurts.” She admitted after a moment’s thought. “Well… not hurts… per se… it’s more of a dull ache. It feels weird to be standing again after all that time on my knees.”

It was true, and Henrik was perhaps the only person that she felt comfortable saying this too.

Her husband approached her, reaching out to take her hand in his. He lifted it to his lips, kissing it briefly before setting it back down once again. “I’m sorry, love.” Henrik, indeed, did sound genuinely upset by his wife’s predicament. “I’m sorry you had to… that you were treated like that.”

He was, too. Seeing his wife treated as a piece of furniture had made Henrik’s blood boil. He hated that she had been forced to go through that, and he hated that he could do nothing to prevent it. Kaelyn didn’t deserve to be put through such humiliation. She was a queen, she deserved to be treated with respect.

Kaelyn was silent, scrubbing the statue’s massive feet. How odd it was that Henrik was the only one who seemed to care enough to apologize for what she had gone through. The others, who had seen her humiliation, made no attempt to even acknowledge that she was in pain, that she had been degraded.

She remembered the look on Karina’s face when she spoke of what an honor it was that His Supremacy rested His sacred feet upon Kaelyn’s back. Karina sounded as though she would have willingly done this if she could. Kaelyn’s pain did not even seem to register in her mind. As if it shouldn’t even have registered. What she did was a privilege, an honor. She should have been grateful for it.

Should she? Kaelyn did not know.

“What’s on your mind, dear?” Henrik asked.

Kaelyn hesitated.

“Do you think this is it?” She asked, scrubbing the statue’s feet some more. “My… my punishment for not attending the Term? Is this… is this it?”

“I don’t know.” Henrik was always honest with her. She loved that about him. “I don’t know, Kaelyn. Maybe it is. Hopefully, it is. Hopefully, His Supremacy will allow us both to go home soon.”

“Both,” Kaelyn repeated, in an almost melancholy tone. Her stomach clenched. “Niveah and Brielle… what happened was my fault. Niveah, the pain she was in, I did that, Henrik, I… I put her through that.”

“You didn’t have a choice, Kaelyn.” Henrik tried to reassure her. “You and I both know that you had to offer a huge claim to please His Supremacy. Niveah and Brielle knew that, too. You shouldn’t blame yourself.”

Kaelyn wasn’t sure. It was her fault. It was her fault that Niveah had been in pain, that Brielle was now a Blessed Servant. His Supremacy may have been the one to physically hurt Niveah, but were it not for Kaelyn? That would not have happened.

Trying to shake those thoughts from her head — they would do no good, now — Kaelyn continued to work. Maybe, just maybe, Henrik was right. Maybe they could go home after this.

She hoped they could.

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They scrubbed in silence for several minutes. Kaelyn looked up, and was somewhat awed by the size of this thing.

“I just wish He’d tell me,” she said. “He accepted the claim. I just wish he’d tell me…if this is my punishment. Or at least what my punishment is.”

She looked at Hernik. He looked at her sympathetically, but was breathing deeply – somewhere in his mind, he was angry. Kaelyn could tell he was upset.

Kaelyn put a hand on Henrik’s shoulder. “I…I didn’t mean to upset you dear.”

“It’s not your fault,” Henrik said quietly.

Just then, a voice said “Excuse me.” Startled, Kaelyn and Henrik both turned around and saw a woman standing there, wearing a white frock with beige outlines, holding two plates with bread, olives, and a bit of fruit. “I thought you might be hungry,” the woman said.

“We’re ravenous,” Kaelyn replied, practically grabbing the plate from the woman’s hand. She hadn’t eaten in well over a day. Henrik wasn’t quite that starved, but he was very hungry, too. They both smiled, and began eating in earnest.

The woman remained standing there. “So you’re with the Sacred Order of Servants?” Henrik asked. Kaelyn glanced at him for a moment. Henrik’s inquisitiveness sometimes led to some awkward situations.

“The Sacred Order of Blessed Servants,” the woman said, proudly.

“What’s the difference? I probably should know but I forget.”

“The Blessed Servants…we have served His Supremacy…with our flesh.” The woman paused. “Many of us have even received the Great and Sacred Gift. I myself received it once….it was the greatest moment of my life.”

Henrik took a bite of bread and popped an olive into his mouth. “That” was the greatest moment of your life?” He said with a hint of sarcasm. He knew what the Great and Sacred Gift was – His Supremacy’s cum. Kaelyn looked at him and squeezed his hand.

“Yes, of course,” the woman said, sounding a bit flush. “It was…I can’t even describe it.”

Kaelyn squeezed Henrik’s hand harder, as if to say ‘that’s enough.’ Henrik took another bite of bread, and smiled and nodded at the woman.

Out of the corner of her eye, Kaelyn spotted Niveah. She was naked, and walking towards them with a term servant and two guardians. They walked up to Henrik and Niveah, and the term servant said, “Queen Kaelyn and King Henrik of The Isle, His Supremacy commands your presence.”

Kaelyn nervously put her plate down. Henrik did so a bit more slowly. They followed Niveah, the term servant and the two guardians out of the temple.

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The group walked out of the temple, with Henrik and the term servants in front, the guardians next, and Kaelyn and Niveah bringing up the rear.

Kaelyn glanced in Niveah’s direction. Niveah was naked — Kaelyn knew that concubines had to be fully nude when being summoned before His Supremacy. Still, seeing Niveah without clothes, it made her feel awkward. Part of her wanted to ask if Niveah was okay with her body being on display like this, but she didn’t.

She didn’t want to start this conversation off on an awkward level. All the same, though, she knew that she did have to talk to Niveah. She needed to know that she was alright.

“How…” Kaelyn began, trying to think of what to say. How could she put her concerns into words? “How have you been?”

“Fine.” Niveah replied, though, really, she wasn’t. She had never wanted to be one of His Supremacy’s concubines — people said that it was one of the greatest honors in the world, an honor that only a select few women were worthy of — but was that true? Niveah wasn’t sure.

If she’d had the choice, then she knew she would not have chosen this life for herself. Still, from the moment that the queen had told her that she and Brielle would be offered as claims to His Supremacy, she had the sinking sensation that her life would never be the same again.

They continued to walk through the large, open field, back to the underground magneto road that they had come from.

Kaelyn bit her lip. Part of her desperately wanted to apologize for putting Niveah in this position, but she knew it would make no difference, make no odds.

“What…” She licked her lips, “what have you been doing? Are… are you settling in?”

A stupid question, Kaelyn thought. Niveah had only been a concubine for a day, did she even have the time to ‘settle in’ yet?

“Yes.” Niveah respond. Then, she hesitated. “Some… Somewhat. I’ve been shown to my quarters, and I’ve met my servants. Aaren and Wilem are my common servants, Jesyria and Dalezya are my Blessed Servants. Dalezya is… really nice. She’s helped me a lot, explained a few things to me.”

“Good.” Kaelyn nodded. “That’s good.”

They were now riding on the underground magneto road, seated side-by-side. Kaelyn glanced over her shoulder. “Collasa’s told me a few things about concubinage.” She said, looking at Niveah. Kaelyn wanted to reach out and take her hand, but she wondered if she should. “Your cousin?”

“She… she and I keep in touch via letters.” Kaelyn explained, a hint of sadness in her voice. How she wished that Collasa were here right now. Perhaps she would not feel so anxious. “Not very often, mind, I… We’ve both been busy.”

As in: Collasa had a plethora of Penance to perform. This is something that her cousin had mentioned in her letters, but not one that she had gone too much into, perhaps out of embarrassment. Still, from their correspondence, Kaelyn was well-aware of what Penance was, and what it meant.

Something that Niveah would have to deal with, now. Another part of her new life. Kaelyn felt sick with guilt.

“What did she tell you about concubinage?” Niveah asked, wondering what the queen knew.

“Some things. About Full Worship, Penance, the sets that they… that… that you… are given. Have you been given them yet?”

Niveah nodded. “They’re comfortable,” she said honestly. “Really. Probably the most comfortable clothes that I’ve worn in my life. More so than the gowns that I used to wear.”

Did she mean that? Kaelyn wondered. Or was she simply trying to wave aside Kaelyn’s concerns? Was she trying to convince Kaelyn, and perhaps herself, that everything was okay?

“Good. That… that’s good.”

The group had gotten off the magneto road. Henrik glanced over at his wife. “You okay?” he mouthed.

Kaelyn nodded. “I’m fine.”

It didn’t matter how she felt right now. That was honestly what she thought. What mattered was how Niveah was feeling. How Niveah was coping.

The group was walking through the gardens. Niveah and Kaelyn side by side once more. “Have you… uh… have you… started performing Full Worship yet?”

Kaelyn wasn’t sure where that question had come from. She, of course, knew what Full Worship was — fellating His Supremacy’s Sacred Likeness. She knew, too, how important it was, in the life of a concubine.

“Not yet.” Niveah shook her head. “Jesyria says that I have a few days to settle in around here before I have to start.”

Another thing in her life that she no longer had any choice over. Niveah had been told about the concept of Full Worship, and what Penance meant. She was glad she had some time to get acquainted with her new surroundings before she had to start in on that part of concubinage.

That said, did she even want to engage in such a thing anyway? She wasn’t sure. While His Supremacy had made her suck his cock and fucked her in the ass in the Sacred Throne Room, there had been a tiny moment of clarity for her. This, she knew, was supposed to be the greatest moment of her life — something that she could never be worthy of. Something hard started to click in her mind, but she was still unsure.

It was good, Kaelyn thought, that they at least had the decency to allow Niveah some time to settle into her new life. That was some comfort to know.

“These gardens are beautiful, aren’t they?” Kaelyn asked, wanting to steer the conversation away from concubinage, at least for a moment.

“Yes.” Niveah said. “Really, really beautiful. Everything here is so… so extravagant.”

Extravagant… and all for His Supremacy.

“It must be so peaceful to just admire the beauty around here.” Kaelyn said, in an almost wistful voice. Though she still had her grievances about being her, though she was still a mixture of emotions, from guilt, to anxiety, to concern about Niveah, she did have to admit that there was lot of beauty here.

“Maybe I’ll get the chance sometime.” Niveah continued to walk at a slightly brisk pace. “But… well… I’m under a, uh, time constraint now.”

“Time constraint?”

Collasa might have mentioned something about a time constraint in her letters, but Kaelyn couldn’t quite remember.

“It’s one of the rules.” Niveah explained. “Concubines and Queen Priestesses have to be in His Supremacy’s Sacred Presence within one hour of being summoned. Or… or risk being… punished… at his discretion.”

“Punished? Punished how?” Kaelyn didn’t like the sound of that. She didn’t like to think of Niveah being punished. She hated the idea of anyone suffering, most especially when she felt that she, in part, would be responsible for any such punishments.

“In any way His Supremacy sees fit. That’s all that I was told. I have to be in His Sacred Presence within an hour. And… I have to be fully nude.”

Strange, Kaelyn thought. The concubines and Queen Priestesses were only permitted to wear two-piece sets in the first place. Surely, she thought, they could have simply removed those sets when they came before His Supremacy. Why did He make them traverse around naked like that? What was the point?

The group continued to walk. Kaelyn wondered how long they had been walking for. Had it been an hour yet? She was afraid to ask — she didn’t want Niveah to get into trouble, and she didn’t want to make Niveah anxious by asking about it.

This… this was all so awkward. She just hoped they would be there, soon.

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They arrived in His Sacred Presence with just a few minutes to spare, and bowed down next to the concubine Jyushka and a clutch of others.

His Supremacy was seated in a plush chair, the Queen Priestesses Kelye and Sha pleasuring Him, His cock deep in Kelye’s throat. The concubine Kerova was licking His asshole, a part of the furniture from His point of view. He looked out at the dozen or so people bowing down to Him, and the vast gardens beyond – the lord, the God, of all.

“Fuck, that’s good Kelye,” He said, as the Queen Priestess gagged a little but stayed down without prompting. His Supremacy’s cock was warm and wet, totally satisfied. Kelye practically fucked it with her throat. He smiled, enjoying the pleasures that were due to Him.

He glanced for a moment at Kaelyn, Niveah and Jyushka, then over at a fair-skinned man bowing down next to them – king Leres of Heras. “Speak, Leres,” He said.

“Thank you, Your Supremacy,” Leres replied immediately. “I am a humble speck of nothing before you. I have….I have some…unfortunate news, which I wanted to tell you myself. We will not be able to…pay our proper tribute to you this month. I am ashamed to say this as I know that paying you tribute is my first duty as king, and that our entire kingdom’s first and highest duty is to please you. But we had some…unforeseen issues. We are confident we can make up the difference next month. Thank you, Your Supremacy.” Leres was visibly shaking, a bundle of nerves.

His Supremacy tugged Kelye off His cock. “Thank you, Your Supremacy,” she said adoringly. He pushed Sha down as Kelye began licking His balls, and glanced at Leres. “How much tribute do you owe?,” He said.

“Thank you, Your Supremacy. Three-point-five million gold tracens. Our total annual tribute totals forty-two million gold tracens. Thank you, Your Supremacy.”

Sha began to move up His shaft a bit, and His Supremacy pushed her down. His cock was fully erect and not a centimeter could be wasted, it demanded these sensations and it would be obeyed. Why did Sha have a mouth or a throat if not for this?

His Supremacy realized that He had recently tripled Heras’s tribute. And demanded that their royal castle be replaced with a temple to Him. “How much of you…ahh, Sha, like that…how much of your revenues now go towards tribute?,” He asked.

“Thank you, Your Supremacy. Nearly eighty percent, Your Supremacy, since you tripled it. We are attempting to increase our revenues, but there’s not much to be had. I do not mean to question your will, Your Supremacy, for your will is the only justice and we are trying. But it’s hard. We will make up the difference, and then some, next month. Thank you, Your supremacy.”

Forty-two-million gold tracens in a year, three-point-five million in a month. Eighty percent of Heras’s royal revenues. To His Supremacy, it was a pittance, nothing, meaningless. He didn’t even need the money. To Heras, it was everything.

He thrust His cock up in to Sha’s throat, pushing up against her esophagus. It was so tight. She choked, but He didn’t care, His cock stiffened, she should be overcome with gratitude that He should choke her with His massive erection. Leres seemed pathetic, groveling to Him; of course Leres had no choice. His Supremacy felt Himself getting bigger, He overwhelmed Sha’s throat the way He overwhelmed all of Heras.

“You are no longer king of Heras, your whole house is disinherited,” He said to Leres. A sense of calm came over Him. He was not angry, He had no need for anger. He just decided to exercise His power.

“Thank you, Your Supremacy. I humbly request permission to respond, Your Supremacy. Thank you, Your Supremacy,” Leres said.

His Supremacy’s power was all-encompassing. He effortlessly dominated everything. He began to cum down Sha’s throat. It was a push and a burst, a marvelous paroxysm of pleasure pumping His cock. He felt the warm cum burst forth, heard Sha gag and choke on it, it kept coming out. He knew that she would be grateful for this, He knew that her diminished ability to breathe made no difference. Pure dominance. Pure control. Nothing else mattered.

He looked over at Kaelyn and Niveah for a few moment as He was cumming. He remembered the feeling of Niveah’s huge, soft tits as His orgasm wound down, His cock still fully erect in Sha’s mouth.

Did Leres request permission to respond? His Supremacy wanted Niveah.

“Niveah and Jyushka, come forward,” He said. They crawled to Him and looked up at Him, Niveah with nervous anticipation and more than a little fear. He commanded Jyushka to lick Him and Kelye to move to the side, and for a few more minutes enjoyed the enveloping embrace of Sha’s throat. He sunk His ass down into Kervoa’s face as she licked it.

His Supremacy pulled Sha off His cock and pushed her to the side. “Thank you, Your Supremacy,” she said.

He then grabbed Niveah by the shoulders and pulled her up abruptly. Standing, He had her turn around and pulled her towards Him. He grabbed her soft tits and began rubbing them and as He pushed her down on to His lap, facing forward. The tip of His cock slid into her pussy, and He thrust up and pushed her down.

Niveah had never been with a man like this before. His Supremacy could feel His cock pushing up against the edges of her sex, forcibly expanding her tight hole, making his already-enormous erection feel even bigger. Niveah groaned softly.

“This is a rare treat, Niveah,” He said, thrusting into her slowly, His hands still on her breasts. “Know that you belong to me, as the world does.”

His Supremacy began thrusting harder, pushing harder. He felt the sides of His cock slide against the tight hole, He knew it barely fit. He grabbed Niveah’s torso and pushed her up and down, Her tits swinging wildly in the air.

“I….ahhh…ahhhh…ahhh,” Niveah moaned, getting louder.

His Supremacy slapped Niveah’s right tit, hard. “Are you going to thank me, Niveah?”

“Th….thhh…thank you, Your Supremacy,” she cried out. “Thank you..th…thank you.”

He grabbed her torso again and pushed her towards Him. “This is beyond your wildest dreams, isn’t it? Are you worthy of it?,” He whispered into her ear. He began fucking her wildly. He had no inhibitions, no reason to hold back.

“Ohh fuck yes…it’s beyond ahhh…I’m not worthy..no one is worthy…nothing is worthy,” Niveah screamed. “I ahhhh…ohhh….fuckaahhh your Supremmaahhhhh…” Niveah was convulsing and screaming wildly.

The sound pierced His Supremacy’s ear, and He put one of His hands over Niveah’s mouth to muffle her loud moans. He pushed the other against her massive breasts, feeling her soft flesh pancake against His arm and hand. She was so, so tight. He glanced over at Kaelyn and pulled Niveah closer to Him. Kaelyn had done well with this claim. He thrust up and down, His hand still muffling Niveah’s screams, controlling her curves.

Suddenly, He grabbed Niveah by the waist and pushed her off Him. She tumbled behind Jyushka – who was still licking His balls – and though she broke the fall with her hands, she got a small bruise on her knee.

“Suck it, Niveah,” His Supremacy said. “Show it how grateful you are.” Niveah squatted, and put His Supremacy’s cock in her mouth. He guided her down as He sat back and relaxed. He loved getting His cock sucked and His asshole licked – it was a feeling that nobody else had the power to understand. An experience all His own, like dominating the world.

For several minutes, it was quiet. Niveah’s efforts at deepthroating were admirable, if noisy. His Supremacy looked down and saw Niveah squatting, and pulled her off Him, His cock then immediately disappearing into Jyushka’s throat.

He looked straight down at Niveah as Jyushka deepthroated Him. “Your knees are not on the ground, Niveah…ahh…you must be on your knees as you worship me, to show suitable humility for the privilege of taking my cock,” He said. Again He felt the pleasure of His all-encompassing power, as He was getting exactly what He wanted from Jyushka, regardless of what Niveah did. He looked away. “Bow down and apologize, Niveah,” He said.

Niveah grimaced as the bruise on her knee scraped against the ground. “Thank you, Your Supremacy,” she said. “I….will always be sorry that I have displeased you. I will remember this to the end of my days, and hang my head in shame, for there is nothing worse than displeasing you, let alone after the wonderful gift you gave me earlier. I can never be worthy of you, but now I am even more unworthy. I beg you to accept my pathetic groveling, my pathetic devotion, for I know no apology can ever be sufficient for what I did, no punishment sufficient, and all I can do is grovel before you. I am filled with shame, I am nothing but shame, it is all I can, all I should, be as I have displeased you. Thank you, Your Supremacy.”

His Supremacy moaned lightly, His cock firmly ensconced in Jyushka’s throat. He felt Himself stretch it out. “Kaelyn, remove your clothes and come forward,” He said.

Nervously, Kaelyn did so. She crawled to Him and looked up, terrified, shaking. His Supremacy pulled Jyushka off His cock and she thanked Him. Kaelyn gazed up at His erection, glistening with Jyushka’s saliva. Staring off into the distance, He said, “Worship me, Kaelyn.”

Tentatively, Kaelyn put the tip in her mouth.

His Supremacy needed to feel the wetness, the enveloping pleasure, on the rest of His cock. The base craved attention, it craved Kaelyn’s lips. He put His hand on Kaelyn’s head and started pushing. He knew He was going to get exactly what He wanted. About halfway down, Kaelyn gagged. His Supremacy pushed harder, and with a sudden jerk, all ten inches of His cock were in Kaelyn’s mouth and throat, the tip pushing up against her esophagus.

Kaelyn gagged again and struggled, but she could not move. “Ahhh…this is the greatest thing that has ever happened to you, Kaelyn…I hope you realize that,” His Supremacy said.

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*Note: this is the previous scene, but from Kaelyn’s point of view.*

Kaelyn was relieved that they had arrived on time. It had been close, mere two minutes to spare before the hour was up. She did not want Niveah to be punished for being late. The relief was palpable, and she could tell that Niveah felt it, too.

They bowed down next to Jyushka, and some others who Kaelyn did not recognize. From her prostrate position on the ground, Kaelyn glanced up to look at His Supremacy. The plush chair that He was sitting in looked… very comfortable. No. Beyond comfortable. She wondered if it felt like sitting on a cloud.

For a while, there was only silence in the room — punctuated only by Kelye’s gags and the occasional moan from His Supremacy. Kaelyn wondered how long they would have to remain there, bowing down silently. He had not even looked in their direction, had not even acknowledged their arrival. Would He? Or would He make them bow down, silent, for hours on end.

She knew that He could. If He wanted, He could keep them there for days, for weeks. What power had they to stop Him? What choice had they but to obey?

Eventually, though, His Supremacy did glance in their direction. He addressed a fair-skinned man who was prostrate on the ground beside them. King Leres of Heras.

Kaelyn listened intently as Leres, clearly shaking and nervous, grovelled before His Supremacy, telling Him that Heras could not pay their due tribute this month. She heard the phrase ‘unforeseen issues’ and wondered what that could be about.

Were things alright in Heras? Had there been a natural disaster, or something of the like? What of the people? Were they okay? All these questions ran through Kaelyn’s mind, though she knew better than to open her mouth and ask them.

His Supremacy, however, did not ask those questions. She wondered if it would have registered in His mind to do so. All He cared about, it seemed, was how much tribute Heras owed. Hearing the numbers, Kaelyn was visibly shocked.

Eighty percent of Heras royal revenue? Just for His Supremacy? The thought was baffling. He had so much already, why did He need more? What was He going to do with it? He had no need for gold tracens — He could just take whatever He wanted, and the world could do nothing but grovel before Him and thank Him for the honor of taking what was rightfully His.

His Supremacy disinherited Leres and his family line, and Kaelyn felt her throat constrict with worry. Was this what she would face? If He had disinherited a king over being unable to pay tribute, what would He do to a queen who had not attended the Term of Sacred Service?

She lowered her gaze to the ground, part of her not wanting to hear anymore of this. Not for the first time, she found herself wishing that she and Henrik could just go home.

His Supremacy called both Jyushka and Niveah to Him. Kaelyn, now wondering what He wanted with Niveah, looked up. Niveah left her spot beside Kaelyn, and crawled forward. She was nervous, of that there was no doubt. Nervous, and afraid. Kaelyn wanted to tell her that it would be alright — but she did not.

Kaelyn watched as His Supremacy ordered Jyushka to lick Him, and Sha sucked on His cock. He then grabbed Niveah by the shoulders and pulled her up, making her turn around, then forcing her back down onto His lap.

Part of Kaelyn knew she shouldn’t be watching this, but the other part? It simply could not look away. Maybe she should look, she thought, maybe she should see what was being done to Niveah, and know that it was all because of her.

Niveah’s groans and moans became louder and louder as time passed. Did it hurt? Kaelyn wondered. Was she in pain? Or was she screaming out in pleasure? Perhaps a mixture of both?

From her spot on the floor, Kaelyn noticed His Supremacy place a hand over Niveah’s mouth, muffling her screams. He glanced in Kaelyn’s direction, and she looked back at Him.

Does he want… me? It was a question that she had been asking herself since they arrived. Was that what this was all about? Would He take her as a concubine along with Niveah? The thought was not a pleasant one, and she wished that she could go to Henrik for comfort, but she knew that she could not.

Within only mere minutes of placing Niveah on His lap, His Supremacy grabbed her by the waist, and, quite literally, shoved her off. Kaelyn watched as Niveah, perhaps startled by this, lurched forwards and fell to the ground. She tumbled behind Jyushka and landed hard on her knees, her hands reaching out to break the fall.

Kaelyn saw Niveah wince and rub at her right knee, where a small bruise was forming. She looked at His Supremacy, feeling… annoyed? Upset for Niveah?

Why did He do that? He could have simply told Niveah to get up, and she would have obeyed without question. What did He need to push her like that for? What did it prove? That He could do what He wished to people? They knew that already. He had just disinherited Leres, was being pleasured by beautiful women, and had been controlling Niveah’s body like it was made of clay.

Surely, Kaelyn thought, He did not need to exert His power any more. Surely… at some point… enough had to be enough. Kaelyn wanted to ask if Niveah was alright. She wanted to fetch her a salve for the bruise on her knee, to apologize for what had just been done to her, to ensure that Niveah would be okay.

It seemed that none of these thoughts were entering His Supremacy’s mind. To Him, Niveah had been nothing but a plaything, something that could give Him pleasure when He wanted, but that He could shove away when He was finished with her. The fact that His actions had hurt a person didn’t seem to even register.

He ordered Niveah to suck his cock. Niveah squatted down and began to do so. Kaelyn knew that she was only doing so to avoid putting pressure on her bruised knee. For a few minutes, there was silence again, punctuated only by Niveah’s frequent gags. She was trying, she really was, but it was difficult.

After a few minutes, His Supremacy pulled Niveah off of Him. His cock disappeared into Jyushka’s throat and Kaelyn listened as he spoke of how Niveah was squatting, of how she was meant to be on her knees when worshipping him. He didn’t care that Niveah’s knee was bruised, or that she was in pain.

“Bow down and apologize, Niveah,” He said.

Kaelyn watched Niveah, clearly in pain, prostrate herself on the floor and grovel before His Supremacy. She began to feel… irritated. The only reason that Niveah had been squatting in the first place was because He had shoved her, causing her to bruise her knee. Yet, here she was, forced to apologize simply because she had not knelt on the ground. Was anyone going to apologize for Niveah being hurt?

She made a mental note that she would do just that next time she and Niveah had a moment of privacy. It was the least that Niveah deserved, the least that Kaelyn could do.

Glancing at His Supremacy, Kaelyn tried to see if He felt anything for Niveah’s plight. A hint of humanity. A glimmer of remorse. The tiniest speck of empathy. Clearly, He knew that it hurt her to kneel like this. He must have seen the bruise on her knee. But… there was nothing. Not even the slightest reaction. Was there not a shard of humanity or compassion within Him?

His Supremacy looked at Kaelyn, ordering Her to remove her clothes and come forward. A bundle of nerves, Kaelyn obeyed. She set the dress that she had been wearing to one side, and, with much hesitation, crawled to Him.

The moment that He ordered her to worship Him, Kaelyn felt… uneasy. She wanted to run, but she knew she could not. She wanted Henrik, but she knew she could not go to him. She could do nothing but obey, taking His Supremacy’s cock into her mouth.

She gagged and choked, struggling to keep herself down. She wanted to come back up for air, but she couldn’t. Kaelyn had never… done this… before — Henrik certainly hadn’t made her choke for his pleasure.

But Henrik and His Supremacy were worlds apart. His Supremacy could make her choke for hours, if He so chose. She was powerless against Him, the world was powerless against Him.

“This is the greatest thing that has ever happened to you, Kaelyn,” His Supremacy said. “I hope you realize that.”

Greatest thing that had ever happened? Kaelyn knew it should be, yet… she could not bring herself to think of it as so. She was a queen, yet she knelt here, nude, gagging, choking. It felt more like a humiliation than the ‘greatest’ moment ever.

But she had no choice. She never did. She simply remained there, choking, gagging. She would remain there until His Supremacy was finished with her. No matter how long that took.

*To be continued…*

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