Trek Mi Q'an 1-2-3 by Jaid Black

Author:Jaid Black
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing Inc.
Published: 2013-12-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter One

The Ice Palace on The Moon of Sypar,

Stronghold of Planet Tryston, Trek Mi Q’an Galaxy, Seventh Dimension

6040 Y.Y. (Yessat Years)

Rem Q’an Tal, King of Sypar, High Lord of the Gryok Sectors, and master of all he surveyed, rested his head back upon the lush naked breasts of Yoli, the favored of his bound servants, whilst she massaged all tension from his massively thick shoulders. Lying upon his royal high-bed, Rem’s glowing blue eyes flicked dispassionately about, taking in everything, missing nothing.

Even whilst Yoli administered to his shoulders, the nipples from her plump breasts jabbing seductively into his back, another naked bound servant sat on her knees beside his reclining form, her hands rubbing about his heavily-muscled torso, her breasts within tongue distance that she might offer him a nipple to suckle of should he desire it.

A third naked bound servant, and the lustiest suckler His Majesty owned, paid homage to his manhood, her lips and throat devouring the length of his ever-erect shaft. A fourth bound servant administered to his man sac, her eyes closed in bliss as his scrotum began to tighten in her mouth.

The fifth and final bound servant lay at Rem’s feet, her clit rubbing against the toes of one foot, her lips and tongue sucking the toes of the other. She convulsed repeatedly against the foot her clit rubbed, saturating the king with her woman’s dew.

Rem spoke not a word as the wenches he had acquired in war saw to his needs. ‘Twas his right as their master to take from them what he would, to delight in the feel of so many lips and lusty tongues running up and down the length of him. Though none of these wenches were slaves to him as his two hundred female Kefas were, they were all bound to him for varying lengths of time, all of them prisoners of war, all of them greedily accepting their lots in life as no more than the king’s sexual chattel.

Closing his eyes and turning his face toward the plump breasts of the bound servant massaging his chest, Rem’s tongue curled around one of her proffered nipples, drawing it into the warmth of his mouth and sipping from it. She shuddered, running long fingernails through his silky golden tresses as she pressed his face in closer to her chest. Her fingernails found the three braids plaited at either temple, then brushed beneath them to comb through the mass of golden hair that fell below his shoulders.

The bound servants attending to Rem’s cock and man sac grew lustier, both of the wenches suckling him frenziedly. He groaned against the nipple his mouth was latched onto, luxuriating in the feel of so much female flesh catering to his every whim.

Or luxuriating as much as was possible.

For seventeen Yessat years, ever since the High Queen and Empress Kyra Q’ana Tal had snatched his bridal necklace from the severed head of the cunning Jera, Rem had searched the galaxies in an effort to find his true Sacred Mate.

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