replied by blowing a thick, billowing cloud of atomized vapor juice onto her face. Alexia expected to cough and gag. Instinctively, she shut her eyes, but the cloud felt cool, almost refreshing against Alexia’s cheeks. Alexia opened her eyes to dissipating haze of white smoke.
The Queen appeared through the haze, her supple bust pressing tightly against Alexia’s. So tight, Alexia felt her own heart beating in time with the Queen’s. Their lips were a hair’s breadth from one another, the heat of their bodies burning in a rising heat. The queen moved a little closer and to her right, their hot cheeks just barely touching.
“What,” the Queens voice was hushed “do you want it to mean my dear?”
Alexia swallowed, her eyelids fluttering as her body rebelled in a heat smoldering over her flesh.
In that moment, Alexia knew what she wanted it to mean.
The Queen moved back, her stare intense, almost seeming to burn away Alexia’s clothes, before she smiled once again.
“Sulana,” the Queen called out in a bubbly tone. “They have not yet been processed yet?”
Sulana’s head rose at the sound of her name. “No your highness. I refrained as per your request to oversee it yourself. I took the liberty of having the servitors calibrate the bathing pool in your bedchamber for such a task.”
“Ah yes!” the Queen elated with joy. She squeezed the two girls close to her voluptuous form. “I’ve needed such entertainment and I feel you will need the… shall we say… release?”
Chapter the 4th: Processing
The Queen led the way through the palace, humming a delighted tune to herself as Echo and Alexia followed. Echo was disappointed that the handsome Akreon would not join them, but as they parted, he reassured her they would meet again ‘very soon’.
Echo still felt anxious in her gut, but a part of her bubbled with excitement. She felt as though a maiden in one of her adventure stories, wandering through a faraway land. Still, she knew not how far away they were from home, or what a “planet” was, though everyone seemed to think she came from one. It was no word she knew from her books.
Alexia cursed herself for the tingle she felt in her belly, the fantasies of being wrapped in this woman’s arms as she cooed nothings into her ear. She wanted to yield, to just surrender to the desire. But somehow, she felt as though this might be some warped test of her cruel Gods.
And as she watched the Queen happily swaying her hips as she led the two to her bed chamber, she feared she was failing such a test.
They approached a set of golden doors inlaid with glittering stones in a symphony of glittering hues and color. The door parted and the Queen led them inside.
Her bedchamber was large, vaulted, with a massive circular canopy bed in the center and an archway leading to a veranda that looked outward toward the city. At the very top of the chamber was an open skylight, a beam of soft moonlight spilling down into the room, illuminating a large open bathing pool that bubbled like a cauldron. Standing by the pool were a line of servitors, four female and two male. The females were bald, dressed like Sulana. The males were bald as well, but they wore only white skirts around their waists, leaving their thin, lithe bodies otherwise bare.
“Your highness,” their soft voices sung out in chorus.
“These are our two new arrivals,” she told them as she moved to her bed, splaying her down upon its soft velvet sheets. “It would please me to watch as they are…” the Queen giggled to herself “shown how things are done here.”
“Yes, your highness.” The servitors sung out again.
The Queen took in a breath, moaning as eyed the two women standing before the pool. “My… you look so burdened in those garments of yours.” She licked her lips, sitting up cross-legged on her bed as her moistening sex touched against her soft sheets. “Now… undress them!”
In a flash, before either Alexia or Echo could