Life in the palace

Logan sat in his room reading a holo-book with his feet propped up on a footrest. The sound of a pitiful moan broke his concentration and his footrest shifted. With an annoyed sigh, he marked his place in the holo-book and set it on the nightstand beside him. "What did I fucking tell you?" he asked in a stern tone, his voice slightly elevated. He looked toward his feet, under them, completely naked except for her black open-toed shoes with six-inch stiletto heels, the collar that marked her as Loan's property, her control belt, and a bright red ball gag in her mouth, was Alana Zerhan. He grabbed a riding crop from the table and stood up.

"Oh, Goddess, please give me the strength to endure the punishment I have earned," she thought as the belt began to vibrate in her pussy and asshole once more.

"On your knees, hands behind your head," Logan ordered. Obediently, Alana rose to her knees and placed her hands behind her head, interlocking her fingers. Logan then undid her ball gag and tossed it into his chair. "Count," he said sternly as he pressed the tab of the crop against her right breast.

"Yes, Master," she replied in a half moan. She winced and shut her eyes tightly as Logan raised the riding crop.

"Eyes open!" He yelled, starting Alana. She had to **** herself to do so, but slowly, she opened her eyes. "Keep them open."

"Yes, Master," Alana said, her voice cracking into a whine. There was a shrill whistle as the crop sliced through the air, then a loud pop as the tab struck her breast. "Ow! One, Master. Another shrill whistle and another pop. This time it was the left breast that had been his target. She gritted her teeth and growled. "Two, Master."

"Is this getting through to you, slut?"

"Yes, Master," she replied right before the third lash of the crop fell against her right breast again. "Ah! Fuck! Three, Master!"

"Count quicker, or we start all over. "

"Yes, Master. I'm sorry, Master." The crop again struck her left breast. "Four, Master!"

Again and again, the crop met the sensitive flesh of Alana's breasts until a total of two dozen had been delivered. Alana obediently held her position as she wept. Logan took a moment to admire her breasts. They were bruised and swollen from the punishment he had administered. He reached out with his left hand and squeezed her right breast making her wince and whine.

"Have you learned slut?"

"Yes, yes, Master. When you use me as a footstool I will not move."

"Let's hope so. You have gorgeous tits, I don't enjoy bruising them like this," he said as he gestured to her chest.

"Thank you, Master."

Before saying anything else, Logan turned to one of the guards in the room. "Guard, would you mind going to The Harem Tower, and bring me the **** we discussed earlier? I feel the need to fuck a pussy, and Alana's is hours and lots of good behavior away from being released."

"It would be my pleasure, Your Highness," she replied bowing her head.

A short time later, the guard returned leading a beautiful blonde on a leash behind her. The blonde's pretty face was partially covered by the base of a light pink dildo gag that she was gently sucking on, and around her neck was a white leather collar. She was dressed in a light blue satin half-bra with silvery-white lace trim, and a matching satin skirt that barely covered her. On her feet were white open-toed shoes with six-inch stiletto heels, and a small pink ribbon on each strap going across the top of each foot just behind the toes. The guard handed the leash to Logan and the blonde lowered herself to her knees, and bowed her head.

Logan smiled before patting the blonde on her head. "Alana, this is Zoey," he said as he loosened her gag and removed it from her mouth. "Or is it, Pony Bitch?"

"Whichever you prefer, Sir," Zoey answered.

"That's a good girl," Logan said with a slight laugh as he patted Zoey's head again.

"Zoey here has a fascinating story. She wasn't a cult member but spoke out against women being submissive. That is until she was arrested, found guilty, and sentenced by my mother to service as a ponygirl. Her sentence was almost up when my father arrived, visited the stables, and took a liking to her. Now she serves in his harem and is one of his favorites. Isn't that right?"

"Yes, Sir, I proudly serve my Master, and now you, Sir."

"Now I know how good your mouth is, but, today I'm interested in your pussy. Would you like to have your pussy used, Zoey? As you can see, Alana's is useless to me at the moment."

"Yes, Sir. I would be greatly honored if you would use my pussy for your pleasure," she said shooting a smirk at Alana. Alana felt the pang of jealousy in her heart, just before she suffered her latest ruined orgasm.

"First, though, I think I'd like to pinken that ass of yours," he said looking down at Zoey. He then went to the corner of the room and pulled a roughly three-foot-tall backless stool with a rectangular black leather cushion at the top to the center of the room. He placed it between Alana and Zoey so that the shorter sides of the cushion faced them. "Strip and straddle this," he said before hitting the cushion with his hand. "Ass over here, I want my future bridal **** to have an unobscured view of that ass of yours."

"Yes, Sir," she said as she undid the clasp of her half-bra and let it fall to the floor. Her skirt soon followed leaving her in nothing but her collar and heels. She walked around the stool and straddled it as ordered. She leaned forward placing her hands on the opposite small edge of the stool, hooked the heels of her shoes behind the crossbar running from each leg of the stool, and then, arched her back so her ass would stick out.

"See how obediently she gets into position?" Logan asked as he looked over at Alana. She quickly nodded her head. "Keep behaving like this, and I'll put in a good word with my father," he said softly into Zoey's ear as he placed his left hand on her shoulder, and began rubbing her ass with his right hand.

"Thank you, Sir," Zoey said dutifully. Her breath hitched slightly as Logan pulled his hand away. SMACK! She hissed as Logan's firm hand landed hard against her right ass cheek. SMACK! This time it was the left, and Zoey let out a quiet pained moan.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The swats began to come fast with little time between them. Zoey yelped and cried in pain as her ass began to burn from the spanking. Her body wanted to shift to get away from the pain. She, however, willed herself not to.

"I have to take it, I have to be a good girl. I have to be a good example," she thought as a tear she had been holding back began its slow journey down her cheek.

After what he believed to be a dozen swats, although he had not kept Count, and could have been more Logan stopped. He admired Zoey's ass as he again ran his hand over it. Now it was a lovely pinkish-red and quivered ever so slightly at his touch. "You're ass looks even better when it's freshly spanked."

"Th-thank you, Sir," she said fighting back a small sob. Logan went to a cabinet and rummaged through it until he found what he was looking for; a posture collar.

He returned to Alana and placed the posture collar around her neck, over her regular collar. "Turn," he said sternly as he grabbed her shoulders and guided her through a turn that left her looking at the foot of her master's bed. "Pay attention, Alana," he said as he twisted her nipples. She whined into her gag, being unable to move her head. "Zoey's, get on my bed and present with your head toward the foot."

"Yes, Sir," Zoey replied as she got off of the stool. She made her way to the bed and quickly got into position.

"Keep eye contact as much as you can with Alana."

"Yes, Sir," she replied lifting her head. When she did, she saw Logan removing his clothes. Once he was naked, he climbed onto the bed behind Zoey and plunged his cock into her pussy.

"She's got a nice tight pussy, Alana," he said with a cruel smile as he began to thrust his hips roughly. As she began to moan and mewl in pleasure from Logan's cock, Zoey saw a flash of jealousy in Alana's eyes.

"Get used to it, Alana. I have no doubt your master will fuck many women," Zoey thought as Logan began to fuck her harder.

"Are you jealous, Alana?" Logan asked, having noticed the look on Alana's face. "After I'm done with Zoey, I'm going to whip your tits. That will be your punishment whenever you get jealous," he said with a smirk. "On your back slut," he ordered before giving Zoey a swat on her ass. "Legs spread wide and high in the air."

"Yes, Sir," Zoey said. As soon as he pulled out of her Zoey quickly flipped herself onto her back, leaving her legs up and spread. Logan placed her legs on his shoulders and leaned forward, folding Zoey almost in half. He again pushed his cock into her pussy and began fucking her hard, his entire body weight behind each downward thrust.

For several minutes, Logan continued to fuck Zoey. The former ponygirl was moaning loudly as her orgasm neared. "Listen to her, Alana! She's loving it, aren't you?"

"Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir! I love getting fucked hard! May I please cum for you!? Please, Sir may I cum?!"

"Such a well-mannered little whore. Cum bitch!"

"Thank you, Sir! Thank you!" she screamed. A moment later, she let out a shriek of pleasure as her orgasm hit. Logan again increased his pace, intensifying Zoey's orgasm. He fucked her to two more intense orgasms, before flooding her pussy with his cum as her third orgasm hit.

Meanwhile, in his office, just behind the throne room, Jake sat behind the large darkly colored wooden desk in a comfortable leather chair. In the corner of the room, Leana and Madison Calison lay on a two foot tall platform that measured four feet by four feet. The mother/daughter pair had been bound in a sixty-nine and were busy eating each other's pussy.

A knock on the door sounded just before it opened and a member of The Royal Guard stepped in.

"The High Priestess to see you, Your Majesty."

"Show her in," Jake said with a nod.

A moment later, The High Priestess walked into the room. "Your Majesty," she said before looking over at the mother/daughter pair upon hearing first Madison, then Leana moan loudly as they made one another cum.

"High Priestess," he said smiling at her. "A lovely way for mother and daughter to bond, don't you think?"

"Indeed Your Majesty."

"Please, sit, and tell me what I can do for you," Jake said motioning to the chairs in front of his desk.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," The High Priestess said as they sat down. "As you may know, not only are Prince Logan and Princess Peyton's weddings approaching but so is Collaring Day."

"Yes, the day that Lady Kara-Tea accepted Lord Deamon as her master, and consented to having his collar placed around her neck."

"Yes, Your Majesty that is correct. The priestesses are finding the best-looking girls in each of their towns, cities, and villages. From this assembled pool, they will select one to play the part of Lady Kara-Tea. Traditionally one of the other priestesses plays the part of Lord Deamon in a reinactment. We would like to know if you would like to take on the role, and add another girl to your harem?"

Jake leaned back in thought and glanced over at Leana and Madison as they each orgasmed again. "Take a break girls," he said gently yet commandingly.

"Yes, Master," they replied, each noticeably short of breath.

"It would be my honor, High Priestess."

"The honor is ours, Your Majesty. Collaring Day is next month, rest assured we will have a pool of candidates for you to choose from by the time your children are wed to the visiting prince and the Ducessa."

"Is there anything else I can do for you, or the temple?"

"No, Your Majesty, however, I will say that the neediest of our people have been very well taken care of since you've taken the throne.

"Oh, that is on my advisor for the disadvantaged, not me," he said holding up his hands in a defensive manner.

"But the large donations of clothing, food, medicines, and money would not come without your approval."

"True enough, I suppose," Jake said with a slight laugh.

After eating his dinner in private Jake made his way to his bed chamber. He smiled as he entered. Waiting for him there, as he had ordered were Jessica and Adriana. Adriana lay on her back on the bed with Jessica straddling her face, facing the foot of the bed. Jessica's writs had been cuffed to two of the four bed posts, and her anckles had been cuffed to Adriana's wrists. Adriana's legs were lifted into the air, and her ankles were tied by ropes that had also been tied to Jessica's arms.

"Adriana, don't be a tease, eat Jessica's pussy."

"Yes, Master," she said before she began to lick the bald pussy she had been staring at for some time now.

"I want you to make her cum and cum and cum while I fuck you,"

"Yes, Master," Adriana said before going back to eating Jessica's pussy.

"Thank you, Master," Jessica said through an airy moan.

"You're welcome," he said before kissing Jessica passionately. He took off his clothes before getting on the bed and positioning his cock at the entrance of Adriana's pussy. As he thrust into her, he reached to Jessica, took the back of her head gently in his hand, and pulled her into another passionate kiss. Before long, Jake was thrusting hard into Adriana, all the while kissing Jessica. He loved hearing the moans and mewls of his bridal-**** and his sister. He had allowed Adriana to cum several times and both she and Jessica's bodies shone with a light layer of sweat.

"Master, may I please cum again?" Adriana moaned loudly before going right back to eating Jessica again.

"Cum! Both of you!" he ordered, his orgasm bearing.

"Thank you, Master," both girls said as their muscles went taught and they cried out in sexual bliss.

"Get pregnant, male, dominant but loyal to me," he said through gritted teeth as cum erupted from his cock and flooded Adriana's pussy.

"Th-thank you, Master," she said with a broad smile and a surprised look on her face.

"Don't be surprised, there are three Ducessas who need masters of their own yet," he said as he began releasing them from their bondage.

What will happen next? Anwer in comments

A) Princess Peyton's wedding and the beginning of Jake's expansion plans

B) Logan's wedding

C) The candidates to play the part of Lady Kara-Tea are brought to Jake

D) Something else. What