Consort: ChapterThree

by EZTrek1


The two Queens strolled slowly through the massive hallways of the palace, hand in hand, fingers linked. Bathed again, powdered and perfumed, both wore casual comfortable clothing, the Monarch herself in an open-necked silk shirt, her pants tucked into soft-soled suede boots with a fringed top. Kathryn wore lounging pajamas and silk slippers.

They were on their way to the harem, and Kathryn thought B'Elanna looked good enough to eat, which was precisely the point. Every now and then, B'Elanna would pull Kathryn into her arms for a kiss, or reach down and play with her bottom. She enjoyed exciting her wife prior to arriving in the harem, so that Kathryn would have even more extreme reactions to watching the Queen cavorting with her concubines, and so that she would be wildly in need of release after they returned to their own quarters, whenever that might be.

At the great door Kathryn waited while B'Elanna entered the combination and turned the heavy brass wheel. With a hiss, the door swung slowly open and they stepped through. The royal guards swung it shut again behind them. None but the Queens and the Chamberlain had the combination to the harem, and it could be reached only after a circuitous climb up and down hidden stairs and hallways. The guards were only for show. The harem was so secure it was frequently left unguarded altogether.

Since Kathryn herself had escaped from confinement during the war with the Emicrani, however, there had been some modifications to the outer walls of the harem, which occupied the uppermost floor of the palace. No longer could an agile concubine rappel to the ground below. Not that any desired to do such a thing. Imprisoned there for her own protection while still a slave, Kathryn had escaped to the front and there saved B'Elanna's life, thus becoming her Consort.

However, no concubine had ever wished to, or tried to escape. They were all voluntarily confined and could leave at their own request. The harem was constructed with the intention of keeping others out. Concubines were glad to remain within, there to give pleasure to the Monarch they loved.

The residents of the harem always knew when the Queen would visit, and as soon as B'Elanna and Kathryn entered, all nine concubines flew to greet them, all but overwhelming their lord and lover with hugs and caresses and cries of affection.

Eight of them physically lifted the laughing Queen B'Elanna off her feet and carried her to the enormous bed in the center of the harem, a bed which was always clean and fresh and never used unless the Queen Regnant was there. It could be completely enclosed by draperies for privacy but that didn't happen unless the Queen slept there, which was seldom anymore, as she had a wife to go home with.

The ninth and most junior concubine shyly linked arms with Kathryn and together they followed the rest of the women to the massive bed.

On the bed, two happy concubines were at B'Elanna's feet, stroking her through her soft boots. Two more had removed her shirt and were suckling her hardened nipples while she, in turn, squeezed one of their breasts in each hand. A fifth concubine, a tall, voluptuous blonde, whom Kathryn knew to be Number Seven, knelt between the monarch's legs, caressing B'Elanna's mound through her as yet unopened pants. She and B'Elanna were smiling at one another the way lovers do, and this was because, as Kathryn also knew, Number Seven was B'Elanna's favorite. As Kathryn watched, Number Seven slowly unzipped B'Elanna's fine suede trousers, pushing aside her silken underwear to reveal an already-wet bush of thick, dark hair. B'Elanna smiled at her wife and her lovers. She was enjoying herself, as always, among her many women.

"Kathryn, come here and support me, my love, while Annika pleasures me."

Kathryn excused herself gently to Number Nine and slid into the bed behind B'Elanna, propping her wife's head and shoulders on her thighs and becoming, in effect, a pillow.

B'Elanna sighed. Six women at once! "You may eat me, Annika," she growled softly, and her favorite's head descended to the royal crotch.

B'Elanna arched to her concubine's mouth, then settled to the mattress again. "Kiss me," she whispered to Kathryn, and Kathryn leaned down to comply, caressing the graceful neck of her lord while sucking and nipping at her lips and tongue from above.

A frisson of delight ran through the concubines. Until B'Elanna's marriage, none of them had ever seen kissing, and it excited them tremendously. They crooned and sighed to see the intimacy of the two Queens at such proximity. Although Olvarians didn't kiss in public, the harem was considered private. To see the Monarch and her Consort engage in this was one of the many privileges of being a concubine.

The two concubines at B'Elanna's feet, Numbers Eight and Four, were moved to kiss B'Elanna's boots in response to the stimulation, and the two at her breasts, Numbers Five and Three, renewed their efforts as well. Numbers Nine, One, Six and Two squirmed anxiously, hoping to get a chance to touch and please their lord before the visit was over.
"Aaaahhhh, Annika," B'Elanna sighed between kisses. "Go inside. I need you there."

Annika, Number Seven, gladly went inside. She lived to be inside her royal lover's canal as often as possible.

Kathryn groaned too as she was molten with need from the constant and intense stimulation of watching other women make love to her wife. Kathryn could do nothing but continue to kiss and caress B'Elanna, though, as Consorts did not have concubines. While in the harem, Kathryn could receive a massage, have her breasts suckled, even suckle in return if she wished. She could have a bath and enjoy whatever other entertainment the concubines provided in terms of music, dance, food, or games. But the Consort's womanhood was the exclusive property of the Queen Regnant and none other could touch her there. Nor did the Monarch take the Consort in the presence of others, and even self-stimulation in front of any but Queen B'Elanna was considered inappropriate for Kathryn the Queen Consort. Therefore Kathryn awaited her lord's attentions in private, no matter how long until they were alone again.

Kathryn's musk, however, was impossible to ignore, especially for B'Elanna, whose head rested on her consort's thighs. She smiled up at her lovely spouse. "You are stimulated by my pleasure. I shall enjoy it all the more."

"Yes, my love," Kathryn whispered. "Enjoy it for both of us."

B'Elanna's breathing quickened. She gasped, closed her eyes and began to shudder. "Oh, yes, I'm coming. Harder and faster, love. Uh . . . oh . . . "

The room held it's collective breath. Then B'Elanna bucked and spilled into Number Seven's sensuous mouth. B'Elanna roared her approval as she climaxed in the arms of her women, but she pulled back before she was done.

"Annika, get over here in front of me. "T'Eldorna," she addressed the waiting Number One, "take me from behind."

Quickly the women rearranged themselves, including Kathryn, who moved gracefully aside. Spooning herself in behind Annika, B'Elanna entered her vagina from the rear with three fingers and began to pump vigorously.

"Lord B'Elanna," the desperate concubine gasped, "I beg you, let me touch myself!"

"Unnhhh!" B'Elanna cried out as T'Eldorna's fingers easily slipped into her from the rear. "Of course. Touch yourself," B'Elanna managed to grunt in agreement, and then she began to undulate to the touch of T'Eldorna's caress of the interior portion of her main clitoris. The woman's touch was at once silken and bold, reaching into the tight, slick tunnel as far as she could to pleasure her Queen.

In front of B'Elanna, Annika groaned and arched, and then her pleasure took her. An Olvarian aristocrat, Annika, too, had a main clitoris linked to a fully-developed secondary organ near one of her ovaries. The two worked together to multiply her sensations, and she spilled her climax and her juices into the sheets, screaming, "Oh, gods! I love you, my lord! I love you!"

Technically, such expressions of love for the Queen were forbidden, but B'Elanna understood the effect she had on women, her concubines in particular, who were chosen for their beauty, their empathy with her and their responsiveness. She never admonished or reprimanded any of them, although she could not respond in kind.

Watching, Kathryn remembered how such a confession had been wrung from her while in the throes of orgasm when she had been B'Elanna's slave, and B'Elanna had not punished her, either. Kathryn knew that these expressions of love couldn't be helped, but at the same time, she suspected that the love of Annika, Concubine Number Seven, went deeper than a spur of the moment cry of happiness. Whenever the Queens left the harem, Annika wept and it touched Kathryn because she knew what it was to love B'Elanna with all her heart and soul.

B'Elanna nuzzled the nape of Annika's neck and gently withdrew from her, letting T'Eldorna bring her to a second set of wet, throbbing orgasms which she enjoyed with her face still buried in Annika's hair. B'Elanna licked the back of Annika's neck, her tongue delicately tracing her concubine's flushed skin until Annika lost control and tears spilled down her cheeks. B'Elanna whispered a word or two of reassurance that only Annika could hear, and then she turned and took T'Eldorna from behind with both hands buried in the lovely woman's soaking crotch until she, too, succumbed to ecstasy in B'Elanna's arms, weeping with a happiness that was impossible to ignore.

Kathryn lay curled in the bed with the three satisfied women, aching both with the need for her wife's attentions and in sympathy with Annika. Kathryn decided in that moment to speak with B'Elanna about the situation as soon as she could.