A Royal Ravishing.

The boy formerly known as Zolink xol Bazul, now going by the name Shasta Shek’Turner was watching his masters’ dance troupe practicing their fan choreography for the upcoming triumph when Amandla and Sydney walked into their harem. As Shasta got in line and prepared for inspection, the youth could not help but think about how the last week had been the happiest week of his life.

When Shasta arrived in his new living space the boy had been excited beyond belief to be sharing a room with fifteen girls. Fifteen sexy, exotic, well trained, scantily clad, professional pleasure givers who spent their days lounging around naked in anticipation of tending to their owners’ needs. It had been quite an adjustment getting used to how his owners did not seem to treat their slaves differently based on their race. It had been really awkward and intense when the Schar boy had called Master Turner’s most senior pet a verda. Amandla had struck the boy so hard that he fell to the ground. “Apologize to my Arwen, bitch.” Amandla had commanded the Schar boy.

“I am sorry.” said the **** boy sheepishly.

“Kiss Arwen’s feet and tell her that you will never use that dirty word ever again. Arwen, dear, do you want Shasta to eat your pussy?”

“You know that the only thing that gives me pleasure is your happiness, Master.” said the Dranza. “But perhaps before you watch this little bitch boy show you how well he goes down on people, you should ask Sansa why Neytiri and Zhahla were fighting.” said Arwen with a coquettish demeanor as she looked at the Amarlean and Anaareal who both stared back at the Dranza pet with hatred burning in their eyes.

“Yes.” Amandla kissed zer long time pet on the forehead. “Get our new boy broken in. Introduce our Shasta to his Aramis.”

“Of course, Master.” said Arwen.

“Sansa, Zhalha, Neytiri, come.” Amandla snapped zer fingers. As the trio of concubines departed for interrogation, a smile grew across the pet xeno’s face.

Arwen led Shasta over to an alcove where he saw the most beautiful Schar woman he had ever seen. To a human’s gaze the woman might look boyish with her broad shoulders and small breasts, but to Shasta the woman looked like a goddess. “Aramis. This is Shasta. Your new breeding partner.”

The Schar woman looked at Shasta and rolled her eyes. “Really?”

“Really.” Arwen nodded in confirmation. “The master Sydney wants you pregnant with a purebred. This is an honored.” said Arwen.

Aramis sighed. “I know, I know. ‘Be fruitful…’ and all of that.” The Schar woman gave the youth a second look. “I can see why the masters like him.” The woman beckoned for the boy to join her. “You have never been with a woman before, have you?” Aramis asked. The younger boy’s silence and nervous expression was all the confirmation she needed. “A sweet little virgin boy.”

“I am not a virgin.” Shasta corrected her indignantly. “I’ve had sex with dozens of people, hundreds. They were just. Well.” Shasta began to grow embarrassed. “You know how it is.”

“I do honey.” said Aramis as she entwined her antenna with the younger man’s own appendages before she pulled the youth into her bosom and gave her buck a soft kiss of affection. “You remind me of my sons. They would be about your age now.” The Schar woman sighed as she gently pushed the boy down onto his back.

Shasta looked up at the sexy older woman who toyed with his penis. It did not take much teasing for the Schar **** boy’s cock to grow to its full length. Aramis played with the boy’s shaft, testing how hard and resilient it was before mounting the youth.

Shasta’s eyes went wide as he felt the woman’s warm, wet, pussy slipping and sliding around his cock. Shasta moaned in joy and pleasure. It felt so good. It felt so right. After four long, hard degrading years being used the way Schar boys are used by human men. The xeno slut boy was being used the way he actually wanted to be used by a woman. Aramis rode his cock with a revelrous spirit, enjoying the opportunity to take a dominant position and enjoy a lover on her own terms. Pleasing her masters and their friends was fulfilling, but this breeding buck was pure pleasure. Her own toyboy whose stamina was enough to provide her with a real opportunity to indulge herself.

Shasta could not believe his luck when he woke up the next morning in Aramis’s arms. When he and the rest of the harem reported for morning devotions, Shasta discovered that The Anaareal girl had been given a makeover. Her phallus was no longer visible, but what was clear for everyone to see was the tattoo which read ‘cum dumpster’ with an arrow pointing at the **** girl’s mouth. “Starting today and until further notice, Sansa here is to suck every boy’s cock at least once a day. I expect every one of you bucks to finish either in her mouth or on her face.” Sydney had informed them before departing for zer morning briefing.

Since Commander Myers and Major Turner were busy with their onboard duties, this left their personal playthings with lots of free time. When Shasta was not playing games or watching vids, the Schar boy was having fun with his harem sisters. The Schar was obliged to have sex with Aramis and was required to face fuck the prissy Anaareal girl, but that did not mean that the rest of the girls were off limits. If Shasta got hard, then it meant that he was allowed to enjoy himself with whoever had inspired the feelings of desire. The cumtroller rings around his penis would not allow him to get an erection for any of the masters’ pets, but the regular collared concubines like him were expected to be sluts. “Be fruitful and multiply.” Shasta would remind anyone who got standoffish when the Schar boy was feeling frisky for a third or fourth round of coitus. By the end of his first week, Shasta had managed to become a father five times over. Shasta had watched as each of the women he had knocked up had gotten the embryos extracted by Mekani exo-womb drones.

It was not all fun and fornication of course. Shasta was a proper **** boy with duties and responsibilities. Whenever his masters were present, his attention was laser focused on the needs and desires of his owners. Fanning them, feeding them, oiling their bodies and giving the transcendent beings a rubdown.

Sydney and Amandla walked over to the boys end of the lineup. Sydney ran zer fingers through the Schar boy’s hair and gave the twee youth a deep and passionate kiss. Shasta’s owner tugged on his leash and led him towards the fashion replicator. Shasta looked over to see master Amandla also choosing a boy as zer attendant, Shasta thought that this was odd but did not dampen his excitement at the opportunity to get out and serve as his owners’ personal attendant.

What dampened Shasta’s excitement was when he saw how his masters had dressed him. The Schar boy almost lost his balance when three inch stilettos materialized around his feet. Shasta’s hair had been put up into buns, his face had been painted liberally with eyeshadow and bright red lipstick that matched the dress that he was wearing. The tight hanfu was cut around his crotch to show off his genitals.

“Aren’t you the prettiest little bitch boy?” Sydney, the transcendent’s font slithering up the Schar boy’s leg and teasing Shasta’s asshole.

***

The retributionist chapel had been redecorated for the event. A handful who were off duty were sitting in the booths. James Fujiwara sat upon a throne with his wife Tigra at his side. Zelda Songslut had composed an original fanfare for the occasion. As music similar to a wedding march began to play, a Ligreon dressed in a military uniform with a crown on his head walked out with his wife and daughter. The two women were dressed in regal silk dresses, the queen in blue and the princess in white. Both wore necklaces of pearls which matched their earrings. The three walked to the base of the throne and knelt.

“My Lord and Master.” said the king. “I am Pack Chief of the FreshSnowZeroTrack clan 23G. On behalf of them, I submit and surrender to fate and accept my place. All that I have is yours.” The man tore the pearls from the throat of his wife and daughter. “All that is mine, belongs to you.”

“Rise.” James commanded. The king, queen and princess rose to their feet. “Show me.”

Szthrahc cried out in shock when her father began tearing off her dress to expose the nubile’s perky breasts to the crowd before pushing the virgin girl forward as James descended the steps of his throne to get a closer look at the two Knavar girls. James finished removing the last vestiges of clothing which clung to the xeno girls. “I am pleased.” said James. “And for this act of tribute. You shall be rewarded.”

Four of the prettiest femboys walked into the arena as two alters rose from the floor. The four pretty youths dressed as girly girls crawled onto the altar closest to them as James collared his two new royal sex toys. James tugged on the leashes and led the mother and daughter to the other altar.

Pack Chief Chtk'th'Prah thought that he must be in a dream. As he ascended the steps to the sex altar his feet were shaking. When his eyes gazed on the quartet of beautiful boys with their bodies oiled up, he thought that he must be in a dream. But when the Knavar man laid his hand on the **** boy’s warm thigh and teased his hairless genitalia, the man was almost overwhelmed. For his entire life, the knavar had hidden who he really was. Now here he was being allowed to not only indulge his deepest carnal desires, but was being encouraged to do so in public. With the crowds cheering him on and shouting suggestions, The knavar man allowed his lips and hands to explore femboys’ bodies.

As she watched her father start to go down on a bunny boy. Princess Szthrahc yelped as she felt the sting of a slap on her face. The Knavar girl looked up at the Ligreon woman looking down on her from the throne and remembered what Tigra had told the knavar girl as she was getting changed for the ceremony. “Protocol and tradition dictates that James has to get a little rough with both of you. You will be beaten. Do not take it personally.”

“My queen. My princess.” said James as he watched as both mother and daughter were watching the homoerotic display on the other altar. The sight of the man enjoying himself with other men was so unnatural, confusing, and disgusting to the two knavar that they almost did not notice James using his fingers to warm them both up. “Take notes, princess.” James commanded before grabbing Pack Captain Chthra by her neck and choked her lightly. James waited for the moment when survival instinct almost overpowered NOXET and the knavar queen began to thrash and struggle before tossing the woman down. James slapped the xeno’s ass before manhandling her into position.

Pack Captain Chthra moaned as she felt him penetrate her. She felt his strong hands around her neck and on her shoulder as he pulled her close. The human lord was so much stronger than her that the Knavar woman began to let go and lose herself in James’s embrace. Pain and pleasure became one and the same as James toyed with the queen’s nipples with his tongue. The more James slapped and spanked the royal milf, the more intense the pack captain’s orgasmic releases became.

James pulled out at the last moment, flipped the Knavar queen on her back, and shot streams of hot, white, goo all over his queen’s face and tits. The crowd roared. “““FUJI WARA! FUJI WARA!””” They chanted as their captain smacked the enslaved queen’s face with his shaft as it deflated. Once his arousal had subsided, James grabbed the queen by her collar and jammed her face into his crotch.

“Princess, come and help your mother. Clean my cock, ****.”

“Yes, Master.” said Szthrahc. The virgin knavar pack lieutenant had never seen a penis before in her life, now she was expected to lick one. The girl was at a total loss.

“Like this sweetie.” said the queen to her daughter. The older xeno cupped her owner’s testicles in her hands and licked the tip of the human’s penis before taking the whole thing into her mouth and beginning to suck on the man’s shaft. The milf savored the sensation of feeling her owner’s cock begin to swell inside of her mouth before pull the halfhardon out of her mouth and offering James’s shaft to her daughter.

The princess shuddered as she took the man’s balls into her hands. The girl grew an impish grin and licked James’s ball sack before she slid her tongue up to feel the place where the penis met the pelvis. The feeling of the young nubile’s tongue on the base of his shaft was enough to bring James back to full arousal. The crowd roared. “““KNOCK HER UP! KNOCK HER UP!””” they chanted.

James grabbed the princess by her collar and picked the girl up with one hand. While James held the girl aloft for the crowd to gawk at, the knavar struggled to hold onto the human’s arm for support. The princess wondered if all humans were so strong. The knavar nubile could not help but get a glance of what her father was doing on the other altar before she could shut her eyes. The grizzled and hairy Knavar man was on his back with two femboys sitting on him. One on his face and one somewhere that the princess did not want to think about. Because her eyes were shut, the nubile was totally surprised when James tossed her down onto the altar’s cushions. The girl’s eyes opened to see James Fujiwara’s handsome face looking down on her. At first, the human lord’s long, thick, throbbing erection dripping with precum looked scary. But the more she gazed at the thing that had brought her mother so much pleasure and joy, the more she wanted to experience it for herself. James knelt down and held his princess by her thighs and pulled her legs open. James watched the girl biting her lip as his shaft broke her hymen. James directed the girl to wrap her legs around his waist and squeeze as hard as she could. James picked the princess up and supported her with one hand as he fucked the royal cunt for the amusement of the crowd. Judging by the cheers and suggestions coming from the gallery, the crowd was indeed quite amused.