The Queen and Her Conquest (Closed for LordUsagi)

[SinisterSpiders]

Queen Isolde

"Force me to my knees?" Isolde laughed as Vernard barely managed to count to the sixteenth stroke. He had become bold, and she wasn't sure if it was because of her reprimand or his desperation. For all the teasing he had received very little pleasure, and it was clear that he was itching for release. "I'd like to see you do that." She responded, making sure the seventeenth lash came down harder than any of the others.

 

[LordUsagi]

Vernard

His tender flesh was already inflamed and the stroke forced a long groan from his lips as he drew in a laboured breath.

"Seventeen..I am sorry.."

The next stroke was even more painful, and he had to hold back a cry of pain. It seemed as if she was teasing and tempting him.

"Eighteen...my Queen..."

The next stroke drew a wheezy grimace.

"Nineteen...but I...'

Again he turned his head to face her. He managed to force a smile, a wink and a puckered lipped fresh air kiss. He was daring her.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Queen Isolde

Isolde's eyebrows raised at Vernard's boldness. Without warning she grabbed his hip with her spare hand, forced him on to his back and wrapped her hand around his throbbing cock. She moved to the side and shifted his member so that it strained away from his balls.

"Twenty." Isolde said loudly as she brought the flogger down onto Vernard's testicles. She didn't hit them nearly as hard as she had his arse, but hard enough that she hoped his breath would catch in his throat and he'd know she wasn't to be trifled with.

 

[LordUsagi]

Vernard

Vernard let out a mixture between a yelp and a groan when the flogger struck his balls. He stared at her in shock and saw the seriousness on her face.

After a few seconds he managed to get his voice back.

"Twenty my Queen." Although she had called the last one out, she had given him an order when the first stroke had landed.

There was no doubt that she was in control again, she had not pulled away when he had prepared to enter her rear, she had even told him she expected him to follow through. But now he had made another promise, and she had reacted in a way to block that. Her actions surprised him and he didn't think he would be able to get what he wanted without a struggle. He therefore took it as a sign she would not welcome him forcing himself into her mouth.

Technically he had been given a way out because the twentieth stroke had not been on his inflamed rear.

"I apologise for my boldness my Mistress and offer myself to your pleasure in recompense."

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Queen Isolde

"Only apologise if you truly mean it." Isolde warned, her voice whisper quiet. Her fingers came up to trace the velvety skin that she had just struck, and she looked him in the eyes.

Isolde took a step back and then sunk to her knees. She kneeled, back straight, as her red lips parted slightly.

"Are you a man of your word, Vernard? Do you have the will power to take what you truly desire?" The tip of her tongue ran along the length of her upper lip as her eyes drank in the splendid sight of his prone form before her.

 

[LordUsagi]

Vernard

He watched her as she kneeled before him. He allowed her to admire him for a few moments before rising to his own feet. Still feeling the slight pain of her flogger, his grimace hid the excited grin as he strode boldly towards her.

He smiled down at her as he waved his stiff member in front of her face. Placing his hand on her head he slowly pulled her head towards him, making sure his manhood was lined up with her moist lips. His hand entwined in her hair to let her know he was in control now.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Queen Isolde

Isolde was pleased to see that her flogging had affected him, but that he was willing to move through the pain to live up to his word. The smile that he gave her as he waved his stone-hard erection before her face made her core flood with heat, and her lips parted further, an open invitation. His hands wound through her hair and she submitted to his control.

 

[LordUsagi]

Vernard

He barely managed to hold back his smile, but was sure it would be short lived. He would pay for this, he was certain, maybe only in a subtle way.

Vernard was unsure how forceful to be, he had imagined his strong hands pumping her head up and down on his eager member, without the too much care for her. But now that he was in the position he was acutely aware that he survived only by the whim of this woman.

Then he recalled her words about taking what you desire, and slowly he pulled her mouth onto his cock, allowing her to get used to his girth. When his head encountered the resistance of the back of her throat, he pushed a little further, so he was now firmly encased in her throat. It felt good, her warmth enveloping him, her mouth stretched open, knowing she would be struggling to breath. He held her there for a few seconds before slowly pulling her completely free by the hold he had of her hair.

He grinned down at her, anticipating her reaction as much as the next time he entered her.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Queen Isolde

It was fortuitous that Vernard had timed his first inward stroke to be slow and gradual. When his tip struck the back of her throat Isolde thought that he would stop there, but a moment later there was a tug on her hair and she was impaled around him further. It took a moment for her to stifle her gag reflex, but when the feeling passed Vernard was already on his way back out.

Vernard's cock left her mouth as gradually as it had entered, leaving Isolde plenty of time to miss the feeling of his hard fullness. The roots of her hair were tingling from the way he pulled it, and her legs clamped together tighter in sympathy for her mouth. He stood, looking down at her, seemingly waiting for a response.

Isolde leant forward ever so slightly. She poked her tongue out and ran it over Vernard's exposed tip, tasting her own fluid on his member and moaning at their combined flavour. Next, she grazed her teeth ever so gently over the sensitive skin and looked up at him with an eyebrow raised expectantly.

"Such big promises followed by such inconsequential actions." Isolde tutted, shaking he head slightly and moaning at the feel of his fingers tugging her hair. "To think that you are their leader..."

So far Vernard had been full of surprises, but there was still a few things that Isolde was unsure of. She wanted to get a measure of this man, to see what he was capable of, and she couldn't help but think that he was still holding back.

 

[LordUsagi]

Vernard

his woman was intriguing, full of surprises and pushing ones boundaries. Vernard didn't quite know what to make of it, but he knew she had teased enough. This time he was not as gentle as he impaled her lips on his eager cock. He forced her as far as he could, until his balls were almost touching her. He could go no further and there was still a little bit of his length protruding from her mouth.

He held her firmly in place as he cleared his throat to speak.

"I am just showing you a kindness, by letting you get used to my magnificent manhood. Then I am going to ravage you mouth relentlessly until I spill my seed deep inside you mouth."

He grinned, "imagine what your subjects would think if they saw you choking on a slaves cock."

He knew she would be struggling by now, "but don't worry my Queen, afterwards I will bring you pleasure again."

He pulled her head free roughly as he prepared for the final assault that would lead quickly to his orgasm.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Queen Isolde

Isolde struggled to breath as Vernard held her in place around his engorged members. When he finally pulled free it was with the promise of more of the same and then some. His verbal baiting failed to bother her too much; in her society both the dominant and submissive sexual roles were highly prized, and all that knew her knew that she played both equally as well. The interruption would have shown Elara and Luka that she had the situation under control, and that she was getting further with Vernard than she had anticipated she would.

Isolde prepared herself for more as she looked up at Vernard with the twinkle of a dare in her eyes.

 

[LordUsagi]

Vernard

Her respite and chance to breath was short lived before he pulled her onto his onto his manhood again. This time he did not hold her in place as she struggled to breath, but instead began to pump deep into her throat with long concentrated strokes. Her only chance for a 'breather' was when he pushed her head back, although his cock still filled her mouth.

Vernard had been right, and the tight feel of her throat around him, mixed with the occasional touch of her tongue drove him towards the end. Her struggles to contain him as he increased his pace and the anticipation of all his previous arousal brought him fairly quickly to climax.

With a long loud groan of triumph, he held her against him as his seed erupted inside her mouth. He didn't pay notice if she choked or swallowed it, such was his eagerness to continue. He did manage a "Thank you my Queen." before he pulled himself free of her and bent down to pick her up easily into his arms.

He carried her towards the bed, like a raider would carry his captive, and flopped her unceremoniously down on her back.

"Now my Mistress, I am all yours till you tire of me for the night."

Spreading her legs he knelt on the bed between them and buried his face in her sopping temple. It was not hard to notice how swollen and desperate her bud was and he attacked that with the relish of a starving man. He was going to use every skill and trick he had picked up and discovered she enjoyed earlier during their meeting to arouse and satisfy her. There was only one thought on his mind, to pleasure and obey the Queen he so desperately worshipped.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Queen Isolde

When Vernard came for the second time Isolde eagerly drank down every last drop of the seed that he spilt deep in her throat. The ferocity with which he came made her own desire intensify, and when he finally pulled away she was still breathing heavily.

After a short reprieve Vernard picked her up and dropped her on her bed before burying his face back into her folds. The whole encounter up until that point had made Isolde's body desperate for release. She had teased herself more than she had baited Vernard, so when she begun to receive his pointed attention she allowed herself to get lost in the pleasure.

Several more orgasms wracked her body before Isolde pulled away from Vernard. Her entire body was shivering with the exertion. When she looked down at him she was pleased to see the change in him. At first she had expected him to resist completely, at one stage she was almost ready to retire him to the plow. His attentions had, after some not-so-gentle-persuasion become very convincing. Now Isolde knew that Vernard could pleasure a woman, and was able to see through and beyond his own desire. He had allowed part of a facade to wash away for her, a part that showed her that he was more than just a leader.

Isolde dismissed Vernard after a few moments of rest, calling Captain Luka in to take him to a cell that befitted someone of his rank. When Elara entered her chambers the hand maiden had an apologetic smile on her face.

"So, how did their leader fare?" Elara asked as she helped Isolde to dress herself.

"Well, Elara. There is some hope for him yet." Isolde and Elara smirked at each other.

When Isolde was completely dressed she went down to greet some nobles that had arrived for a feast. Her night, much like her day, was filled with politics, but of a much less exciting kind.

 

[LordUsagi]

Vernard

The cell was comfortable. The sleeping pallet had a mattress that was replace every few days. Vernard suspected that rather the straw, or whatever it was filled with, was replaced. There was a window that let in some sun shine and the cool fresh air of the mountains, which could be shuttered at night to keep the chill out. Although it was not large there was enough room to move around and the cell was kept clean and the food was wholesome and filling. Some days his main meal would be a hearty broth that had fair amounts of chunky meat and root vegetables, others it was a selection of fresh fruit and nuts. Vernard wondered if all the cells, though he heard few of his men will still imprisoned, were as well maintained or was he treated special.

On the first morning after he had been with Queen Isolde, Elara visited him. She asked if he was still a man of his word, and if he still served Isolde. On him affirming this he was let out and was able to take a walk with her. They walked around the outside of the keep where Elara explained Isolde's, as she said, wishes.

He was the property of the Queen, her servant as he had requested. He was thus expected to maintain his body as an indication of his devotion to her. Although he was expected to obey the orders of any of the Queen's senior people and Elara, he was expected to maintain his devotion to Isolde. Vernard expected this meant although he could be asked to offer up his body to those who requested it, he was expected to refrain without offending. Elara also said that although the Queen was not demanding it, she expected that he would refrain from self gratification. Such devotion would be rewarded well. Lastly he was told that the Queen had many men and women she could call upon to satisfy her urges and as such he shouldn't expect to be summoned by Isolde for quite some time.

The next day Elara visited him again in the afternoon. Her first question was had he refrained from masturbation. Vernard was unsure how they would know if he had, although he could hear the guards he rarely actually saw them, besides the normal chores of delivering food etc. He confirmed that he had refrained (which was true) and Elara took him at his word without question.

His reward was he was taken to a communal bath house where he got to bath and cleanse properly, or rather he was bathed. Two attractive young servant girls, still clothed in shifts, washed him thoroughly and then proceeded to stroke his growing member with some enthusiasm. Elara had just watched and nodded when Vernard had stopped the girls just before he had climaxed. He was unsure if it would have been acceptable but decided to rather show devotion to his Queen. Elara nodded at his restraint and said as a reward she would carry a message to the Queen for him. Vernard thought it best not to ask to see the Queen just yet. He instead asked her to ask Isolde's permission if she Elara could give him tips on satisfying the Queen orally for their possible future meeting. Or better still if he could practice on her Elara to ensure that should Isolde ever call him to her chambers again for a sexual liaison, he could perform better. This caused Elara to blush and scurry off with a promise to convey the message as he asked it. Vernard had smiled at this although he had been genuine in his request and reason it had been nice to fluster the girl.

Elara did not visit again for two days and the guards encouraged him to exercise and maintain his strength though he was not forced to do so. He suspected the young hand maiden was still feeling shy to visit him but was still making sure he was carrying out her Queen's instructions.

On the next day Elara visited again and asked him if he was still managing to refrain from self gratification. Again he answered truthfully that he had shown restraint. His reward this time was a bath again, although this time the servants were naked and did not fondle him directly although their touch was both tender and very sexual.

A few more days passed in which Vernard was given the chance to exercise in the courtyard under the watch of some of the guards. Some of them offered to spar with him and he was supplied with a live blade, though advised to be cautious during such sparring. Vernard revelled in the chance of fresh air and even gave some of the soldiers tips on their technique when he found it wanting. There was nothing but a few minor scratches exchanged and afterwards he handed back the weapon willingly with no thought of causing trouble.

Finally Elara visited again, asking her usual question first. When Vernard once again confirmed his 'innocence' she smiled and said that Isolde has requested his presence. He was taken to the bath house again and was cleaned thoroughly and told to shave and neaten his beard. He then received a stimulating massage from Elara which left him quite invigorated and aroused. Afterwards the hand maiden surprised him by clamping the same brass ring, Isolde had used almost two week prior, around his now swollen manhood. Her final instructions were that he must follow her, obey her and not to speak until instructed.

Vernard was led to a chamber he did not recognise, although it had been so long since he was this side of the keep that it could have been the one in Isolde's chambers for all he remembered. He was stripped naked, told to kneel with his back straight and stare at the wall quietly for further instructions. Elara then stripped and knelt down next to him and assumed the same position. He was tempted to peek at her but obeyed her instructions.

"The Queen is entertaining guests and should be along shortly," the girl whispered, "remember to show some pride and to present yourself proudly...Isolde like that."

Vernard nodded and straightened further in order to thrust his impressive manhood out proudly. His mind raced at the thought of touching her again and that helped the flow of blood to maintain a stead erection. Eagerly he anticipated the arrival of the beautiful Isolde.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Queen Isolde

The next two weeks were extremely busy for Isolde. The capture of the enemy troops and their leader had created a political blizzard that caught her in its centre. She had received several envoys from Vernard's people demanding the return of their leader and their soldiers. Another few diplomats had arrived and attempted to use their political wiles to gain him back.

For the most part, Vernard's soldiers seemed to settle into her country with little fuss. There were one or two occasions where those taken as slaves had made an attempt to escape and had to be confined to the castle cells. The rest had not yet made an attempt to rise up against their new captors.

However, Isolde was not a fool. Thus far she had managed to keep most of the soldiers away from their brothers. Alone, they stood much less of a chance if they tried to rise up against her. Whilst she knew that plenty of the men were chomping at the bit because of the lack of fighting, they were all kept warm, fed, and some even found their way into the favour of their female owners.

Vernard seemed to be doing well in captivity. Elara and the guards had been reporting to Isolde on a daily basis. He had made no attempt to escape or bribe his captors, and he had taken well to his training in the yard. He seemed to fall naturally back into an organic style of leadership; Isolde's soldiers were coming to appreciate his feedback. His devotion to Isolde herself had not gone unnoticed either. He had not, to the best of Isolde's knowledge, pleasured himself since their encounter. The slave girls that had bathed him had done their best to bring him to climax, but he had stoically refused.

Vernard's apparent devotion interested Isolde. He was, for all intents and purposes, her enemy. Yet, in her tower he sat, completely and utterly committed after but one afternoon of passion. Isolde wasn't sure if this was a turn around or an impressive farce.

So it was that Elara's message came as a surprise.

"He wants me to allow him to practice his methods on you?" Isolde laughed as she signed off on a new law that would see the prices of firewood kept down due to a royal subsidy.

"Yes m'lady." Elara said, her cheeks tinged with pink as she blushed prettily. The girl was beautiful and it was no wonder that Vernard would want to practise on her. Even as she spoke Elara was the very picture of coyness. It was as though ice wouldn't melt in her mouth. It was one of the things that Isolde loved best about the girl. So sweet on the outside, yet burning with sensuality on the inside... though she did well to hide it.

"Does he interest you?" Isolde asked, her sharp eyes turning from her paperwork up to Elara. The girl shrugged.

"He is well endowed... and kind to his men." Elara said, her eyes clouding over as she considered her answer. "And he certainly seemed to please you well enough."

She had spoken truly. After their session Isolde had not called upon another lover for three nights, and that was unusual for her. In part it was due to the increasing amount of work she had to do that kept her up well into the dark of night. But, when it came down to it, she had not felt that acidic pang of lust that usually formed so shortly after a liaison.

Isolde and Elara talked a little more on the topic, and it wasn't long before they had formulated a plan of action. Isolde needed to gain a better measure of the man, and Elara was more than willing to help her mistress.

A few days later Isolde dismissed her advisors and the foreign envoy, telling them that she had some private matters to address. After the long discussion they'd just had, no one bothered to argue. Isolde then made her way towards her wing of the castle, but turned off before she reached her bedroom. The chamber that Elara had requested for their encounter was one of the more stark one, holding little more than a bed and brackets for chains, but Isolde was not about to argue.

When Isolde arrived everything was set out as discussed. There was a chest full of implements at the end of the plainly clothed bed, and another chest that would contain chains and ropes by the brackets near the window. The real treasures, however, were the ones that were kneeling with their backs to her, on the other side of the room.

After shutting the door to the chamber, Isolde took a moment to enjoy the view of Elara and Vernard's naked backs. Elara was a small but shapely girl, with the softest brown hair that Isolde had ever had the pleasure of running her fingers through. Her body was tight and smooth with the graces of her youth, but there was an internal strength within her that made her so much more than the others her age.

"So," Isolde said as she walked over to the two. She knelt down behind them and then spread her arms, running a single finger slowly up and down their backs at the same time. "Elara tells me that you wish to learn how to pleasure me... using her. Is this correct Vernard?" Isolde asked. Her hand continued to trace matching patterns on their skin as she awaited Vernard's response.

 

[LordUsagi]

Vernard

He was uncertain of the movement behind him when first they had entered the room. The footfalls were slight enough to be a woman, or could just have been servants being unobtrusive. Vernard was unsure of the room and what was to happen next. Maybe it was another test, maybe he was being offered to one of Isolde's advisors. He was uncertain why Elara was also naked and kneeling, maybe Isolde was offering a choice of her servants.

But the moment the voice spoke he straightened even more if that was possible. It was Isolde and her very voice awakened his senses. When she first touched his back he had to hold back a heavy sigh. Then her question hit his now aroused senses and his heart leapt. He had thought that because it had never been mentioned again, his request through Elara had been denied. Now it seemed he was to perform as he had requested, and even though she was not the Queen, Elara was still a beautiful young woman whom he had grown fond of and attracted too over the last few weeks.

"Yes my Queen, I did ask her to mention it."

He felt a little distracted by her fingers caressing his back.

"Although I am fairly certain from my Mistresses treatment of me, she found my performance pleasing, I know I did not satisfy her in all aspects fully."

He continued to stare in front of him, his back arching at her touch and his manhood stiffening with anticipation.

"I suspect that Elara is skilled at pleasing her Queen in these matters, and as a woman would be able to help me with what is truly pleasurable for a woman."

He knew these were bold words, but he had learned from Isolde, that she did not mind bold words if they were backed up with conviction, and his words were that and also based on reasonable assumptions.

"My Queen, all I wish is to please you, but I have no right to expect you to consent, or even as I am a slave, for to Elara to allow me such an opportunity."

He bowed his head again to await her response.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Queen Isolde

Isolde listened as Vernard spoke, never stopping her fingers on his and Elara's skin.

"I take no issue with you making requests." Isolde purred into his ear. "The quest for knowledge and experience is never to be discourage. I also have no objections to you seeking out another to practice your new-found skills on."

Isolde's right hand left Elara and slid along Vernard's shoulder and neck and she pressed herself against his back.

"However, you asked me for permission to practise on Elara, but did you ask Elara?"

Isolde let the question sit for a moment before she pressed her lips against Vernard's ear.

"You see, Elara serves me, but she is not my servant." Isolde whispered, her left hand tracing over the muscles of Vernard's chest in languorous circles. "If you want her to teach you what you want to know, you need to ask her."

 

[LordUsagi]

Vernard

Vernard's breathing increased at the touch of her hand and the feel of her breath on his ear.

Slowly he nodded, "I understand."

He wanted to turn and look at the hand maiden but knew that doing so would turn his face towards Isolde who was so close. She might take that as feigned offense and tease him with punishment. Although he would not have minded.

"I only asked your permission, because I was told not to satisfy myself," he spoke to the wall in front of him, "and thought bedding Elara, with her consent of course, would contravene that."

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Queen Isolde

"Learning to pleasure another and satisfying yourself are not the same thing." Isolde said with a small laugh. "Nevertheless, if you wish Elara to assist your education you will need to ask her for permission."

Isolde pulled her hands off Vernard and rested back on her haunches.

 

[LordUsagi]

Vernard

He sensed her lean back and it made him sigh a little with regret. He had missed this woman so much and the recent proximity had helped, though almost tempted, him with quelling his desire. He had hoped, and almost expected, that Isolde would have called him back the next day, or at least in the first few days. When the days had passed he had become desperate to see her, and even felt a pang of jealousy when he had heard one of the guards in the bath house mention he had been summoned to the Queen's quarters the night before. Now Isolde was close to him, within touch and sight, and it relieved some of his desire.

He wasn't sure if he would allowed to move from his position but decided to take the chance, the added benefit would be a chance to see Isolde. It was not hard for Vernard to imagine Elara on her knees before her Queen. Although he himself had been shocked when she had first ordered him to pleasure her thus, now he wondered if he would even object if Isolde ordered him to his knees in front of a room full of people. But he somehow could not see the queen herself kneeling before her hand maiden. Yet she had knelt before him and swallowed his not so gentle manhood with relish. Both thoughts stirred him and he unconsciously let a satisfied groan escape his lips.

He shuffled uncomfortably on his knees till he was turned more towards Elara and bowed his head slightly, after all he was still a slave and she may not be noble but she was above him.

"Lady Elara, I would welcome the chance to pleasure you with my mouth, as I recently learned from Her Majesty."

Elara blushed, giggled and turned to her Queen with a grin.

"Why would you wish to do this, and tell me the truth?"

Vernard thought about all the reasons, it wasn't only about practicing for him.

"Because you are pretty and desirable to me and I wish to thank you for always being kind to me," he wet his dry lips, "also because it would bring me pleasure to do something I have kind to enjoy," he cast his gaze to Isolde, "and lastly I wish to serve Queen Isolde as best I can." Looking back at Elara he smiled, "and only you can show me how...besides you may just enjoy it."

"And what of that," Elara gestured to his large, swollen erection, "do you hope to gain some of your own enjoyment."

The thought of penetrating the young woman had not escaped Vernard. She looked so petite, tight and was surely less experienced than Isolde.

"Only if Lady Elara desires it and Queen Isolde consents, otherwise my only goal is to learn from and hopefully please you."

"Very well," Elara said with a smile, "but there will be strict rules."

Vernard nodded, for the first time realising that with Isolde there she would probably be observing them, and commenting on his skills no doubt. Vernard wasn't sure if the idea frightened him or excited him more, but he felt his manhood stir as he waited to see what would happen next.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Queen Isolde

Once again Vernard seemed to speak honestly, and that pleased Isolde. It would do no good for him to fill the air with lies, and she was pleased that he had enough pride to stay true to himself despite his new situation. His honesty as far as Elara was concerned made Isolde wonder if his interest in her was also genuine.

"Elara is right, there will be rules and you will need to follow them." Isolde confirmed, breaking the intimate mood between the two of them and including herself in the interaction once again. "You will be allowed pleasure if both Elara and I believe you deserve it. Is that understood?" Isolde only paused for a slight moment before continuing.

"The first, and most important, rule is that you are not to touch anything or anyone unless advised or you ask and are granted permission. That includes yourself." Isolde begun, her hand travelling over the hot skin of Vernard's back yet again.

"Now, last time we met I was not so strict on you as I could have been. It was our first time together and I needed to get a better measure of you." Isolde's eyes slipped to Vernard's erect rod and a small smile turned up the corners of her lips ."Now that you have had a chance to show me where your skills are at there will be no more floundering. You have no hope of learning what you want to learn if you keep going at it by yourself. You need proper instruction. It is for that reason that I will require you to watch only. I will demonstrate on Elara myself, and then she on me. Do you understand? Any questions?"

 

[LordUsagi]

Vernard

He did not miss the way her eyes took in his impressive erection. He was not sure how long it would be, but he was sure she would make use of his skills again. However he was not so sure about what was going to happen. Isolde had hinted that her previous meeting with him had been a bit relaxed, that she had gone easy on him. He wasn't sure if her 'spanking' had been that easy, but still the thought of harder discipline did not scare him, in fact he welcomed it. However he wasn't so sure if he would be happy not being an active part of the liaison, the thought of kneeling before these two women and being used for their pleasure excited him. He knew it would be hard to watch these two women pleasure each other and not be able to do anything about it, but still he was fully committed to his course of action and to Queen Isolde's service.

"No questions at this time Mistress...I will obey your every word without question, and gladly welcome your less gentle teaching this time."

He leant back on his haunches again, proudly showing his thick hard member that jutted away from his body.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Queen Isolde

"Very good." Isolde said with a nod as she got to her feet. "Elara, please make yourself comfortable on the edge of the bed."

Obediently Elara got to her feet and made her way over to the plainly dressed four poster bed that was against the wall. As she did so Isolde walked around and knelt in front of Vernard.

"Before I begin your instruction I would like to be naked. Would you undress me please?" Isolde asked. With one hand she swept her long raven hair off her back and over her shoulder.

 

[LordUsagi]

Vernard

He studied her for a few seconds, taking in the curve of her back, the swell of her hips and buttocks (now accentuated by the press of her legs in the kneeling position). He wanted nothing more than to push her forward and slide his length between her temple's gates, as he had done only a few weeks ago. He was sure the penetration would not be as slick as it had been then, with her body opening up to accept a new warrior's invasion. She would also not be be as aroused as she was then, but he was certain that seeing himself and Elara naked before her, Queen Isolde would be feeling a dampening of her loins.

"I would be an honour my Queen," he said raising his hands to the ties that held her dress.

He also noticed for the first time, now that her dress was drawn tight across her body as a result of her posture, she looked fairly naked beneath. He wondered if that was by design, to aid in her political dealings, or just a comfort choice. Although he had not noticed the semi translucent nature of the material earlier, he was sure that hints of it would have caused many men and a few women to be wondering and thus caught off guard.

As his fingers began to deftly untie the few laced knots, he began to wonder if Isolde had thought about him as much as he had imagined he was her lover, her slave lover. A man she called on to serve her devotedly and who got to share the comfort of her bed. One who wasn't always discarded after use, but on occasion was sent back to his cell to ponder his value to her.

Slowly he drew the untied sides open and reached forward to slide the freed material down her arms. The movement made the enraged tip of his member brush against her back, and he pulled back. He had been told not to touch without permission, and although undressing her would result in that, he was unsure how well even an accidental touch of his penis would be accepted. Isolde had seemed to like his rebellious and adventurous nature, even telling him to ask for what he wants. But now she had mentioned she had been lenient and would no longer be as kind to any further misdemeanours.

"I apologise Mistress, I shall not let it happen again, and shall gladly count how many strokes you feel necessary at your convenience."

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Queen Isolde

The rough dragging feeling of the laces of her dress being pulled from their holders made Isolde's breath come a little father. She could feel the heat radiating from the tips of Vernard's fingers and her skin began to tingle with anticipation.

As Vernard rested his hands on the gauzy fabric covering her shoulders, Isodle could hear him shuffle so that he could get a better angle to pull the fabric down. As the material of her dress was painstakingly peeled off her skin she felt a hot and slightly moist pressure against her back. Her breath caught in her throat as it was quickly snatched away again.

Vernard was quick to apologise for the contact and that pleased Isolde well. He seemed to want her punishment though, as the offer so quickly followed up the brief accidental contact.

"I think there will be thirty strokes for that." Isolde said. She got to her knees and let the gown fall to her feet around her ankles. As she stepped out of the soft fabric and her shoes she gave Vernard a serious stare over her shoulder. She made her way to where Elara was waiting patiently on the bed.

"Vernard, I want you to come over here and get on your knees three feet in front of the bed." Isolde said as she approached Elara. The young hand maiden gave Isolde a look full of sultry anticipation which Isolde returned with lavish. Isolde, naked, stepped in front of Elara and ran her hands up her smooth thighs. Her hands slipped between the loosely closed legs and spread them slowly.

"Elara I want you to count these strokes." Elara nodded in response as she looked around Isolde to spot Vernard. "Vernard, once you are settled your punishment will begin. You have thirty strokes of you cock as punishment. You are to use your hand, and you can be as firm or loose as you like. The rule is that you will stroke by Elara's command."

Whilst she allowed Vernard to settle himself on the floor between Elara's legs. Isolde slid onto the bed behind Elara and ran her hands slowly up and down Elara's arms. After her arms, Isolde's fingers traced delicate lined over Elara's stomach, creeping tantazlizingly closed to her full breasts.

Isolde leant down and planted a sizzling kiss on the crook of Elara's neck, making the woman moan in response.

"One." The word escaped Elara's lips as Isolde's second kiss burned into her skin. Isolde's fingers danced delicately over the curves of Elara's breasts for a minute as Elara's breathing increased in anticipation.

"Oh! Two!"Elara cried as Isolde pinched her nipples sharply, adding a delectable contrast between softness and pain.