Beloved Queen's Affection Part 3
"Queen's Adored: Part III ... Am I Satisfying the Queen?"
By
Mysticalqueen
CHAPTER ONE
The following day, after attending her training session at A Hole in the One Adult Video and Movie theater, Noelle slumbers contentedly in Queen's embrace. The two women both naked, covered by satin sheets.
Queen wakes up, stretching as she gazes down at her partner. She plants a kiss on Noelle, causing her to grin and snuggle closer into Queen's arms. Gently, Queen untangles their arms and legs, dons a pair of Adidas house shoes. She puts on a short and silk kimono, using cords to open the bay windows' curtains, allowing the sun's rays to flood the bedroom.
CHAPTER ONE
The subsequent morning, after her training session at A Hole in One Adult Video And Movie Emporium, Noelle is awakened. Sitting up, she yawns and stretches as Queen perches on the edge of their bed ... her kimono opened, revealing her breasts and pubic hair.
"Morning, darling," Queen greets, extending her hand with a grin, "did you sleep well?"
Noelle clasps her hand, nodding. "Yes, Queen," she replies. "I feel calm and at peace when I'm in your embrace."
Queen pats Noelle's face. "That's how it should be. Last night, you performed admirably."
Noelle pushes Queen's hand against her cheek, peer downcast. "My only aim is to win your approval." She pauses. "Do I have a petition, Queen?"
Queen lifts Noelle's head. "Ask." She strokes her hair.
Noelle tilts her eyes, looking shy. "May I have the opportunity to serve you orally?"
Queen settles back onto her back and spreads her legs. "You are welcome to, darling ... come," she beckons, indicating what she desires. Her ample bosom heaves with anticipation.
"Yes, Queen," Noelle agrees eagerly, "thank you." She kisses Queen's inner thighs before delicately coaxing her puffy clitoris with her tongue.
Queen yawns, running her fingers through Noelle's hair. "Lick more slowly,"beloved," she murmurs, spreading her legs wider.
Noelle complies, slowing her oral pace. She strokes Queen's rump, wriggling her tongue inside her pink butterfly.
Queen props her feet on Noelle's shoulders, guiding her pussy towards her mouth. Noelle hums in delight, intensely engrossed in pleasing her Dominant, sending ripples of ecstasy pulsating through Queen, while she continually licks her clitoris.
"Yes, my darling, that's the rhythm," Queen murmurs breathlessly, her mouth trembling. "Put ... insert a finger inside me and then speed up your oral pace around my clitoris. I'm nearly there!" Noelle obeys, pushing her Queen over the peak of ecstasy. Queen's body freeze, eyes rolling to the back of her head, as she clutches the bed sheets. "Yes! Yes! Queen lets go ... accept the gift!" Noelle's fingernails dig into Noelle's hair, gifting her climax, as her face and mouth are coated in cum.
Queen pulls Noelle to her mouth, as her orgasm subsides, kissing her and then collapses on the bed with a long, deep exhale; both women pant, holding each other closely.
"Am I satisfying you, Queen?" Noelle inquires gently, looking up at her Dom.
Queen strokes her cheek. "Always, darling," she praises, embracing Submissive tighter. "It would appear you have mastered the oral art of sex. I have done a wonderful job." She sits upright. "Come, we'll shower then breakfast, yes?"
Noelle kisses Queen's navel as she is drawn from the bed, led into the shower. Queen hangs the kimono on a metal hook as Submissive slides open the transparent doors and turns the shower head on to release warm water to massage her face and back. Rubbing her palms flat on the wall, she feels the water hurrying downwards, flowing over her hips and limbs and escaping via the drain at her feet. Noelle wrings out her sopping wet hair, running it down her spine, sensing Queen's embrace around her waist ... sighing, as she showers her nape and neck. She invites her Dominant to be cleansed with the washing tool Noelle holds before swiveling to face Queen. She grinds her ass against her Dominant's thighs as the soap-infused scrunchie lathers her bald pussy, turning it bubbly and drenched.
Queen leans Noelle backward, the water washing away the foam, as she uses the bath sponge to wash both nipples ... her nape and neck. She pushes Noelle towards the shower wall, the strong water pressure washing her.
"Now, darling, you wash me," Queen whispers, handing the scrunchie to Noelle as they exchange positions. She leans against the wall, awaiting Submissive's attention, as their gazes lock like a magnet drawn to steel.
"Sure, Your Highness," Noelle replies while washing her Domme's face, her large chest... her middle and waist. The hair tie scrubs Queen's powerful thighs and calves as she separates Noelle's vagina and fingers her; she moans while cleaning her shoulder blades. She's raised for a deep kiss, with two of Queen's fingers shoved inside her, filling the Servant.
Noelle pants and breathes deeply, dropping the hair tie, as she leans against the wall... Queen now facing her. Water splashes on both women as the Dom tweaks the Servant's nipples, kissing her with more passionate intensity.
Noelle clings to Queen. "May I... Your Highness, your Servant requests permission to release!" Her teeth chatter, knees giving way.
"You may, darling," Queen allows, four of her fingers stretching the Servant's vagina.
With a high-pitched scream, Noelle orgasms, sliding down the shower wall; Queen turns off the shower head then sits beside her, drawing the Servant into her arms.
"Such a fulfilling gift, yes, darling?"
Noelle smiles, nestling closer against Queen's chest. "Yes, Your Highness," she sighs.
CHAPTER TWO
While Noelle sits on Queen's lap, wearing matching see-through bra and panties, she feeds her breakfast of bacon and scrambled eggs in a spacious kitchen area. On the opposite side, a flat-screen TV playing a BDSM video of a curvy buxom woman, tied up by nylon ropes, as a masked Dom operates a sex machine. Rapidly, a large dildo pushes in and out of her, causing her to experience a clear liquid release.
Noelle holds a fork of eggs to Queen's mouth. "Is breakfast tasty, Your Highness?" She inquires.
Studying her Servant, Queen accepts food, chewing and swallowing it. She kisses the back of Noelle's hand. "Delicious, darling ... a well-cooked meal."
Modestly, Noelle smiles. "Thank you, Your Highness." She sticks more eggs along with bits of bacon on fork, raising it. "More?"
Queen holds Noelle's hand, guiding fork toward her mouth. "You eat."
Opening her mouth, Noelle eats the food, swallowing it; Queen uses a spoon to insert its end partially inside her. Her eyes widen as she gasps, gripping Domme's neck. The spoon is pushed in further until only its head is visible. Queen keeps her in position, rubbing her clitoris.
"Queen, " Noelle pants, "I'm close!"
Queen chokes her, pressing their foreheads together. "No, not yet," she forbids. "Dig deep into self-control... earn the blessing of release!"
"Yes ... Your Highness! I will try!"
Queen chokes Noelle with more coercion, turning her face red as tears flow. "Don't try... do!"
As her clitoris is rubbed faster, the spoon rotated like a crank inside her, Noelle bites her lower lip, putting in immense effort to suppress the intensifying orgasm struggling to break through. "Your Highness, please ... I cannot take it!"
Queen bites Noelle's neck as she overcomes her. "Cum, darling, blessing earned!" She removes the spoon from the Servant's vagina.
Her body shuddering, Noelle climaxes, collapsing against her Mistress. Queen caresses her back, comforting her; then, she leads her to another region of the condominium.
"Come, darling," Queen says, "it's time to advance to the subsequent level of your training."
CHAPTER THREE
Naked and lying on a padded board, Noelle is restrained by leather ties around her wrists and ankles, a ball gag with a hook in her mouth, and pins holding her eyelids open. Nipple clamps are attached to her nipples, with chains joining them; four cloth pins, two alternating sides, clasp onto her vaginal lips, revealing its pink, wet interior.
Wearing a leather dress with thin straps, a crotchless skirt, and black Birkin high heels, Queen lights a candle as she hovers over the Servant. She tilts the candle, the hot wax dripping on different parts of her body, making Noelle squirm in the restraints, tugging them. The Dom uses a flogger to whip her thighs, and the wax drops on her abdomen and vaginal area.
"No movement, nor sound," Queen commands, the flogger biting into Noelle's skin, making deep marks. Saliva trickles from the gag ball and hook, tears running down her eyes, as she remains still. Queen cleans her face, explaining:
"Good girl," she murmurs in her ear, moving the nipple clamps after extinguishing the candle and placing it in a glass holder on a steel trolley; Noelle's eyes widen as she resists compliance. from paraphrasing-ai
"Don't move, no noise," Queen says, amazed by her Submissive's determination. She removes the clamps, nodding her approval, and then grabs a BBC-style "Strappy" from a showcase in her dungeon. After lube-ing it up, she straps it onto her waist. She holds Noelle's head and chin, pushing the dildo through the gag ball and hook's opening. Submissive gags and drools, as the Strappy sinks into her throat, bulging as Queen sexually abuses it. She tugs the nipple clamps, increasing her thrusts.
"Be quiet and still!" Queen sternly shouts.
The restraints rattle as Noelle moves left and right. Domme smacks her nipples, the dildo grinding in her throat, as her hips flex. Queen pulls the Strappy out of her throat, a strand of saliva hanging from the dildo and plopping onto the dungeon's marble floor. She positions on the table between Noelle's thighs, sliding the Strappy into her.
"Sing your pleasure, darling," Queen pants. "Let your sounds be appealing to my ears and bring me to orgasm!"
Noelle throws up phlegm, screaming, "Cumming, Queen!" Tears stream out of her eyes as she orgasms with a shrieking intensity. Queen sucks Noelle's nipples, hammering her swiftly, causing another orgasm. She sits upright, sawing in and out of Noelle.
"Queen is on the verge... ready to give you your release, darling," Domme pants. Grunting, her sweaty, flapping boobs drenched, she pulls out of Noelle. She presses a button on the Strappy's side, stroking the dildo's shaft and releasing warm, thick fluid from the pee hole onto Noelle's stomach and chest. Panting, Queen admires her lover as she mumbles incoherently, a frothing, sweating mess, submitted and dominated. She releases her restraints, sits on the table with legs spread, and pulls Noelle up between her legs. Semiconscious, she rests against her Domme.
"Queen's beloved Submissive," Queen praises, rubbing Noelle's hair. She removes the gag ball and hook then kisses the top of her head. "Be strong..."
CHAPTER FOUR
Three hours later, a showered Queen and Noelle return to the dungeon for Noelle's training. With clear lingerie on, Submissive squats, arms extended; Queen, in a latex bodysuit and boots, stands behind her.
"Keep your back straight," Queen instructs, tapping Noelle's back with a thin wooden rod. As her arms tremble, she complies.
Her mouth open, Submissive grinds her teeth, arm muscles aching... groans as her legs and ankles burn with fierce pain. The rod strikes her buttocks, creating purple bruises.
"Does it hurt?" Queen asks, hitting Noelle's sensitive thighs and ankles.
"Yes, Queen," Noelle admits, clenching her teeth, "very much. Please give me relief!"
"No, wait a bit more..."
Again and again, the rod hits Noelle's shoulders... the back of her neck.
"Do you deserve relief, love?" Queen grabs Submissive's neck, their eyes locking.
"No", Noelle responds weakly, "I'm not worthy of relief unless you decide so. But I'm afraid my submission's fading."
Queen nods, placing 20-pound weights in the palms of Noelle's hands, causing her to scream, as the muscles squeeze.
"Queen, I beg for mercy," Noelle cries, the blinding pain consuming her.
"Gift of relief granted." Queen sighs, removing the weights. "Take a rest, darling."
Noelle collapses on the floor in a fetal position, convulsing. Queen helps her sit upright against the dungeon's wall, wrapping her in a blanket. "For your efforts, love, here's your reward."
Queen claps her hands. "Darrian... come!"
Hearing her Domme's command, a tall, muscular Black man, bearing a godly appearance, enters the dungeon. He wears a leather, spiked harness around his shoulders and back, leather Chaps revealing his muscular ass, a masquerade mask, and boots. Bending down, Darrian bows, hands clasped behind his back. "You called for me, Queen?" His voice is deep and menacing.
Queen extends her hand. "Get up... approach me."
"Yes, Queen." With purposeful yet uniformed steps, Darrian marches toward his Dominatrix, his limp manhood swaying. He drops to one knee... head lowered, he takes Queen's hand.
"Rise, Queen orders, "...look at me."
Slowly, Darrian stands, meeting her eyes.
Queen guides Noelle, pointing her to Darrian. "What do you think of your reward?"
Noelle's eyes light up with desire. "May I speak freely, Queen?" She lowers her gaze to Darrian's massive cock, at least 10 inches long flaccid.
"Of course, darling," the Queen responds, her gaze fixed firmly on Darrian.
"He's so gorgeous!" The Queen can't help but lick her lips.
Smiling, the Queen says, "Absolutely, he is." She runs her long, dark manicured fingers across Darrian's muscular chest, then traces them down his six-pack. Her hand rests on his massive BBC, gently stroking it until it's fully erect. Darrian remains still and expressionless.
"Look, darling," the Queen praises, "this is a well-trained submissive who knows his place. Someday, you'll achieve this level of submission. Come...join me as I indulge in your reward."
Noelle kneels beside the Queen as she slides down Darrian's thighs to his BBC. It's two inches longer than expected, and completely hairless. The Domme lowers the Submissive to Darrian's grapefruit-sized testicles, her tongue stud gliding underneath his shaft. Noelle slurps the massive balls, caressing his muscular thighs. The Queen strokes him with both hands, causing his mushroom head to stick out her cheeks as it enters her mouth. She moans with each suck, getting close to gagging. She removes the BBC from her mouth, flicking her tongue stud at the head while wiping away tears and mucus.
Noelle spreads Darrian's buttocks and rims him, her face completely emotionless. He grabs the firm cheeks, looking down at the two women, one being his dominant partner and the other, his submissive sister, diligently pleasuring him.
"What a perfect specimen!" The Queen exclaims, gasping for air, swallowing as she admires Darrian's BBC. It pulses in her hand, glistening with saliva. As she takes more into her mouth, she presses Noelle's face deeper into his anus. Submissive claws at the cheeks, panting and drooling.
Pinching her own nose, the Queen slowly forces Darrian's girthy 12 inches down her esophagus but quickly needs to breathe. She bangs the BBC on her tongue stud as Noelle opens Darrian's anus further, rimming it more intensely. The Queen switches positions with her and vigorously eats his ass, while pinching his swollen nut sacks.
Noelle struggles to perform oral sex on Darrian's massive cock, opening her mouth wider, drool trickling down her chin. The Queen kneels by her side, pulling her hair into a ponytail for a better view. She holds her head, assisting in the proper service of BBC.
"Go slowly, darling," the Queen advises, "establish a steady rhythm. Open your throat wide...let his BBC slide down. Also, take deep breaths."
Noelle obeys, adjusting to the BBC and pushing it toward her throat. She salivates, pulling out and stroking it in rhythm with audible slurps. The Queen moans as her tongue stud strokes Darrian's nipples.
Noelle gasps, sucking Darrian faster. He leans against the wall, still maintaining self-control, staring at both women.
Suddenly, the Queen jumps up, pulling Noelle up next to her. She pats the padded table. "Lie on your back up here, Noelle, my love."
Obediently, Noelle lies down.
The Queen massages Darrian's sweaty chest. "Darrian, you'll alternately fuck both your Queen and submissive sister."
"As you wish," Darrian answers.
The Domme pats the Submissive's rock-hard chest. "Excellent...let's begin!" She straddles Noelle, spreading her own ass, while looking back at Darrian. "Come on, Darrian...fuck me!"
"Yes, Queen," Darrian responds, thrusting into her and causing her to almost lose her balance. She grips the edges of the table, regaining her stability and proceeds to eat Noelle's pussy while being fucked. Her plump, large ass bounces as Darrian's BBC "does its job," prompting Queen to scream. Noelle grabs her hands, shouting with delight as her Domme drives her to orgasm.
"Yes, darling," Queen sounds muffled from her orgasm, "offer your sweet gift! Freely, I accept!" She spreads her ass cheeks wider, looking back at Darrian. "Fuck me harder, Darrian!"
Darrian nods and increases his thrusts, gripping Queen's waist.
"I'm cumming-g!" Queen yells. Resting her head on Noelle's stomach, she climaxes while furiously rubbing her clitoris. Her squirt lubricates Submissive's already soaked pussy. Breathless and a bit unsteady, the Domme moves off the table, opening Noelle's labia. "Now her...fuck your submissive sister, Darrian! Give her your BBC!"
Noelle pinches her clit as Queen French kisses her. Darrian enters her, his pelvis pushing her hips forward into his body. She cries out in the Queen's mouth as the BBC stretches her uterus, her stomach swelling. The Queen reassumes her position but this time, positions Noelle's head near the big Black BBC, "possessing" her!
"Look at it fuck you, darling," Queen whispers softly, "see that Black Mamba hiss ... see it spit poison!" She motions to Darrian. "Cum on, Darrian! Take out of your sibling and Pour it on her stomach, tits and face!"
"Yes, Queen!" Darrian shouts, going backwards, his large dick exiting Noelle. Playing with it, he aims it towards her stomach. Semen shoots from the tip, touching the sites on Noelle's body designated by Queen.
"Come," Queen orders, grasping for Darrian's softening but still dripping dick. He moves closer to her, noticing how she lifts Noelle to help her suck him till dry. Then they "snowball", sharing his seed. Queen's tongue stud shapes Noelle's lips as she brushes Darrian away.
"You're dismissed, Darrian. Queen is satisfied!"
Darrian bows. "As Queen wishes," he replies, leaving the dungeon.
Queen kisses Noelle's mouth, patting her nose. "Did you like your award, darling?"
Noelle strokes Queen's lovely face. "Loved it, Queen. You're too generous with me. Thank you."
Queen grins. "Excellent."
Queen and Submissive sleep in each other's arms.
(THE END)
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