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Subservient, Not a Slave 03

Mikhail was absolutely stunned at the queen's acceptance of him. In the time he had been at Castle Arrenthen, he'd never once gotten the impression she didn't care for him or was callous towards him in regards to his stature as a house servant, but she for the longest time she seemed indifferent. As it turned out, she was kind, generous, and the exact opposite he ever would have expected a queen to be.

Which is why he remained awake in her bed long after she had nodded off into sleep, thinking about the day and wondering what was in store for him. His heart was racing and his mind stewing over details about their conversation. She wanted him, she adored him, she cared about him, but at the same time it was kind of clear that he really wasn't special due to how many people she cared equally for and was intimate with.

As a queen, she had been given the opportunity to enjoy the company of many - even outside of her mate Vaulix - and she was happy to enjoy that to the fullest extent. Miki was one of the servants that was in charge of cleaning her chambers after she had a guest, and it seemed like she invited anyone who wasn't a terrible person into her bed. He'd seen messengers, friends, allies, and even some war criminals once. She used sex to pacify her enemies and endear her subjects. She used sex to thank her workers and withdrew her flesh as a form of punishment. She was, appropriately named by her detractors, the Whore Queen.

Yet Miki couldn't help but feel like he was king as he laid in bed next to her. Her silken red sheets draped over his form and his arms were up around his head on the pillow as he stared at the ceiling, unable to get to sleep. As he looked over, he could see her massive body lying on its side on top of the sheets, squeezing the pillow to the side of her head as she curled up. Her shapely rump was jutting out towards him with her golden tail idly flicking, the gentle candle light of the night reflecting off the elegant strands of hair. He smiled as he glanced up and down her body from her golden yellow talons at the foot of the bed to the brown and golden spots of her chest and neck. Talba was much larger than Miki was, so he wasn't able to wrap his arms around her waist without looking silly. Instead, he stayed on his back with a smirk on his face. A smirk he couldn't hope to eradicate, not that he wanted to.

What was it that made him feel so special around her? Was she an expert at manipulating emotions, able to control him and make him feel as special as all her partners? She was a queen, of course, so she had to have good skills for persuasion. Maybe it was just her stature as leader of Arrenthen, and being in bed with her was a show of status in its own right despite the fact that so many had shared that spot in Vaulix's absence?

Of course, maybe it was as it seemed on the surface. Maybe there was no ulterior motive or manipulative angle. Maybe she really did feel that Miki was special. Maybe she meant it when she said he was different. It was hard to believe, but she was so good at convincing him that he worried it really could have been any of the scenarios that cavorted about in his mind.

Regardless of what her intentions were or her level of sincerity, he nestled in to the soft pillows knowing that he was safe here. Even if she was manipulating him or lying to make him feel good, he still had a better life here than when he was working at the brothel. He had a good job, respect from his peers, a decent enough income to support himself should he decide to leave, and the freedom to go out on his own if he desired. Plus, he had good friends in Arnika, the chef Kitnip, and some of the others he'd come to know.

Worst case scenario, she was using him for cock and would forget about him next week. Even if so, he still had a job, he still had friends, and he still had memories.

And the sex was great.

He rubbed his neck a bit, the absence of his collar proving to be a bit of a distraction. For so long, he wore that collar tight, the front ring exposed for anyone to drag or control him at will. This was different. She not only allowed him to remove the collar - he likely wouldn't have due to how used to it he was - but she actually took it off herself and tossed it into the corner of the room next to her armoire. That was unnerving, but liberating at the same time.

He had seen the collar as a symbol of his subservience, his willingness to help and his desire to please others. To take that away was almost like stripping him of his identity. It could have created a bit of an internal crisis, yet it felt good. Stripped away were his binds, replaced with the bolstering confidence of self-reliance. He worked for a paycheque now, he wasn't forced to do anything he didn't want to. He had a job, not a duty. He had desires, not chores.

Yet he still felt constrained somehow. Like he was indebted to Talba indefinitely. She gave him his freedom, practically saved his life from literal slavery, and was so generous with him that he would feel like trash had he left. If he moved on with his life and got a job in the city away from the castle, it would feel as though he betrayed the one who saved his life.

Of course, she had said that was how she got most of her workers who kept the castle in order. She would liberate slaves and other subservient types from their captors, then give them the option to work for her then take a bonus and leave. Few ever did that. Perhaps it was out of guilt that the liberated stayed; a sense of duty chaining them to their liberator. Perhaps it was another level of manipulation in a masterful leader. Perhaps it was-

He was shaken from his circular thoughts as Talba groaned and shifted next to him, rolling over so that her beak was almost resting on his arm. She grabbed at the pillow and adjusted it beneath her head with her hand underneath it as she blinked her eyes open in a sultry flutter, revealing her emerald green irises. "What's on your mind, Miki?" She mumbled, slowly closing her eyes and opening them again to clear the sleep-crusties from the corners.

Miki gulped heavily. "N-nothing at all my queen. Just...I don't really know. Astounded at my stature in life?" He gulped again, his breaths and heart speeding up again.

The queen reached out with one of her hands to rub her thumb to his cheek, the long equine feathering of her wrist tickling his chest and neck. "No need to be nervous, dear. Come on, you know you can be yourself with me. I mean, you've been inside me, multiple times, once that happens you can drop all pretenses of class." She winked and smirked, slowly dragging her finger down his chest as she pulled the sheet off him.

He took in a long, deep breath as his back arched to her touch. The lower her fingertip went, the more excited he got. As he inhaled, he caught a hint of lingering arousal scent in the air that coaxed his bits from their hiding under the sheet. A large part of him wanted to grab the sheet and pull it up to his neck, blushing from cheek to chest, but her assurance allowed him to remain in place on his back as she pulled the sheet lower.

Within seconds, she had exposed him to the thighs, dark wrinkled flesh of his sheath slowly bulging out one fold at a time. She kept her eyes trained on his as she grinned, palm resting heavy on his crotch, thumb cradling his balls and rubbing at his taint a bit while her other fingers wrapped around the growing member, pulling the skin back to expose his cock tip. She gave it a gentle squeeze, coaxing a bit of precum out the end to drip on her thumb so she could start to moisten his shaft.

His toes were curling and his mind zipped back to his previous thoughts for a moment before having his train of thought get derailed. Though he was trying to resist her wiles, to keep a steady mind in the wake of her excitement and teasing, he couldn't help but give in to her. He would have allowed virtually anyone to manually please him, but she was a queen and nobody could say no to that.

Slowly, she started collecting more of his fluids between her fingers to drag it up and down his shaft before wrapping thumb and forefinger around the rim of his cock tip. She gave a gentle squeeze and a twist of the wrist to pleasure him as he grew in her palm, thumb bent over his cock tip to add to the pressure, rubbing back and forth to disperse and fluids he concocted.

She bent down and shifted her weight so that her massive head was close to his midsection, only to lean in and extend her tongue to his member, giving it a gentle lick and prodding at the opening of his urethra - the source of his slick precum.

That very moment as her tongue touched his tip, he grunted and thrust into her hand and beak, eyes rolling back in his mind. She seemed to know exactly the kinds of things he liked, and she didn't seem shy at all about being eager to appease those desires.

After a bit of idle licking, she nuzzled her way up his chest with her beak tickling at the fur between his pecs and eventually his neck and cheek. "Hey, I'm hungry. Are you hungry?"

He bit his lip and nodded, assuming her inquiry to be a sort of silly euphemism.

"Okay, good. Be right back." She pecked his cheek and rolled off the bed, grabbing a sheet to wrap around herself before disappearing out the door.

Miki wanted to protest, or to ask what was going on, but his mind was addled with thoughts of being left in her chambers, alone and with a hardon, while she got something to eat at the middle of the night. Though he was confused and excited at the same time and unsure if she was getting actual food or something to play with, he was able to maintain his arousal in the minutes between the time she left and the time she arrived.

Talba gently opened the door with one hand, poking her head in between the doors. "I'm back." she whispered, an air of joviality about her that he wasn't used to. A second later she burst through the twin red-wood gates with a platter and cloche on top, a tired-looking Arnika in tow. "And I've got some delectable sweets for us to enjoy!"

The queen danced her way across the velvet carpet between the door and the bed, eyes trained on Miki's glistening cock, licking her beak every few steps. She leaned down and lifted her tail, gently placing the platter on the bed where she had been sleeping, cloche still hiding the contents.

Beside, her the young, mostly-naked fox Arnika licked the roof of her mouth and rubbed her eyes clear of any gunk that had formed.

Mikhail was kind of just confused at this point, wondering if maybe she was just messing with him or had a penchant for late night snacking that he wasn't aware of. Part of him wanted to ask Arnika what was going on but he opted not to. Usually, he'd have heard her if she was trotting around the castle halls at night, and could have been called to clean up after her. This was just confusing beyond belief to him, and he needed to know what was under the cloche so he reached out to grab the knob, only to have her gently push his hand away.

"Now now, Miki. You know you have to be more patient than that! Come come, the food still needs to be properly prepared. Warm it up, maybe add some glaze." She winked as she pulled the cloche from the platter, revealing a half dozen apples, three cucumbers, two uriel fruits, and a massive Melon-squash that looked to be as big as Miki's thigh. Same girth and length, too.

He blinked, still confused for a moment before it dawned on him what she meant by having to warm them and glaze them before eating them. Though he was sure she was expecting him to be excited, he just wasn't feeling it. Kinky and hungry as he may have been in his day to day life, he just couldn't play along. "Sorry, my queen, I don't think I can do this. Food play is certainly not my thing."

The queen leaned over and slipped two fingers up to Arnika's chin, giving it a rub as she seductively swayed her hips, allowing the sheet to fall around her ankles. "I'm sorry to hear that, because I would love to have some fun."

Miki just shrugged as he shook his head. "Sorry, I can't do it." His member was slowly shrinking, being tugged back into his sheath. "If you wanted to fool around you know I'm down, but the food thing...I just can't. Kind of makes me feel uneasy."

That's when Arnika let loose a yawn, gently stepping forward onto the bed next to him. "You don't want to play?" She asked, tail wagging behind her.

"Not that game." He responded, pulling away. "You guys have your fun, I'm going to relax here, okay? Let me know when you're done." With that, he rolled over onto his side, back facing the two of them, leaving the ladies to their food-fun."

Talba crawled up onto the bed so that her hands were on her headboard and her rump was facing Arnika, tail lifted and pulled to the side as she looked back over her shoulder. Slowly, she waved her hips at the fox and flicked her tail to blow as much of her sent towards her servant as she could. "Well, go on! Don't want them going bad, right?"

A surge of excitement rolled through Arnika's torso before concentrating in her crotch as she shifted about, kneeling between Talba's calves with the platter resting between her knees and underneath her swollen, leaking vulva. She gulped a bit as he got a brief look under the tail of the hippogryph queen, her moist and plump pussy lips reflecting the dancing fire of the candles on the opposite wall. Arnika remained a little disoriented by her sudden waking, but there were few things more fun than midnight romps.

Sadly, she was a little disappointed that Miki didn't have the desire to join in, but that wasn't going to stop her from getting her snout in there. It was still pretty dark so she couldn't see every single detail, but it was enough to urge her to lean in and press her lips to Talba's vulva, tongue prodding at her depths to taste her nectar before bringing the tip of the first cucumber up to rest against her clit.

Instantly, the queen's entire body reacted as she arched her back and pulled her tail high and to the side, pussy aiming down as she grinded down both on Arnika's muzzle and the tip of the vegetable. She could feel added pressure pushing down against it as her clit winked, followed by a gooey mess coating wrapping around its girth and trickling down over her fingers.

She gave the juices a bit of a lick before gently sliding the cucumber into Talba, its few inch girth doing little to have any effect on her roomy depths. Within seconds - and with no resistance at all - the entire length of the cucumber disappeared into her, the last green of its stem-end disappearing between her folds as she slipped it in with one finger. Talba's cunt winked again, an audible spurt erupting from her depths to soak the fox bitch's hand and wrist. Using that lubrication she grabbed for the second cucumber and stroked its length to moisten it, easily slipping it up next to the first deep within her.

A moment passed where Arnika felt her chest throbbing and surging in excitement, the combination of sights, scents, and sounds a symphony of sex to her. Every few moments she felt herself growing more and more into it; what started as her simply doing as she asked quickly transformed into her doing as she pleased, which was to pleasure the queen. Everyone benefited.

The nature of the two veggies next to each other inside and the tiny v-spaces between the rounded edges of the both of them allowed an inflow of air as she relaxed her muscles followed by a gooey spurt as she clenched down, forcing them both to explode from her pussy and splat on Arnika's chest to soak her breasts in creamy equine ejaculate before falling in a forming puddle on the platter between the queen's legs.

Arnika hungrily grabbed one of them and licked up its length to sample its flavors before angling herself back and slipping the end of it into her triangular pussy lips. Talba's fluids were slick and slimy, allowing the textured length of the cucumber to penetrate her with ease; to her surprise, it was quite warm already and felt quite nice to her depths. In she pushed it, deeper and deeper as the bulge in the middle spread her lips wide before eventually having the thickest part pass through the tightness of her knot-tying vaginal opening.

A powerful gasp escaped her lips as her pelvic muscles clenched down to hold the cucumber in place, her other fingers reaching down to rub in tight circles around her clit. Though she wasn't a squirting master like the queen, she certainly had the muscle to hold it in place as she decided to proceed to the next bit of produce for Talba.

She grabbed the second of the two cucumbers and stuck it in her maw, chomping off the top third, chewing and swallowing the sweet and tangy mixture along with the airy tartness of the vegetable itself. While she was munching on her snack her other hand was up to cradle the queen's sex with one thumb inside her, a bent index finger cradling her meaty clit as she squeezed and rubbed, the motions keeping her moist while she grabbed for one of the apples. The cucumber was still lodged in her pussy nice and deep, and she kept her muscle control enough to keep it from sliding out.

That only worked for a moment before the tender flesh of her depths mixed with the slick nature of her arousal and gravity let the rippled, bumped-yet-smooth skin of the cucumber to give way and slide out of her with one sensual lurch. Luckily for her, only half of it escaped her, since the stem-end landed on the bed and couldn't go any further. She gave herself a bit of self-pleasure as she grinded her hips on the vegetable, other hands still focusing on Talba and her hungry pussy.

Talba was pushing back against Arnika, tail still up in an arch over her rump cheek, ensuring the long supple hairs didn't get in the fox's way. Her chest started to rumble a bit in a combination hoot and purr as she clicked her beak at her servant. "Fill me up, all of it. I am your cornucopia of pleasure..." she trailed off a bit, knowing how weird of an analogy that was, only to finish it up with gusto. "Fill me with your riches and, uh, sample my flavors? Whatever, just stuff me! I am a queen-u-copia!"

The weird analogy threw Arnika off a bit and she found her arousal waning for a bit before she quickly regained it, burying her muzzle under the equine tail again, snout pressed tight against her rump hole as the fox's lips pressed to the queen's, tongue darting in and out of her folds to sample her nectar and deposit some of her own saliva for added lubrication. While she was still there, she rubbed her own clit with the apple, dragging it up and down the tiny little nub of flesh that exploded with pleasure every time she touched it.

Though the cucumber was still inside her, she wanted more. Arnika pinched the little arrow-head point of her vulva between fruit and vegetable as she kept her lips to the queen's pussy, wide canine tongue lapping at the copious fluids there. After a few rubs to herself, she brought it up to her own chin, pressing it to Talba's engorged nub of flesh before placing the fruit in her maw and pushing it into Talba's depths with her lips and tongue.

Her lips parted with ease, eagerly swallowing the apple before the vulva closed around it and her pulsating muscles sucked it up into her depths far beyond the reach of Arnika's tongue. Eager and hungry for both sex and food, she grabbed a second apple and did the same thing, resting it on her tongue before pushing it into the queen with her snout, relishing the tender flesh that swallowed it and sucked her tongue in the process. Three, then four went inside her until she felt the need to start stuffing them inside.

Arnika grabbed a cucumber - the dry one she hadn't touched yet - and rammed it into Talba's cunt aggressively until she felt the end of it pressing heavily against the fourth apple. Every motion she took had the cucumber in her own twat shifting and thrusting in and out by a few centimeters at a time, so she grabbed the end of it and pulled it out to leave her sex gaped open and drooling thin strands of her own fluid. With the one cucumber free and warm from her own flesh, she quickly stabbed into Talba's cunt again to have two cucumbers side by side within the queen's cavernous depths.

She could feel the telescoped sensation and subtle vibrations as the queen's muscles clenched and shifted the fruits and veggies inside her, bunching them up near her cervix. Once she was happy, she grabbed the remaining two apples and stuffed them inside herself one after another, the smooth bulges sliding through her depths as far as they would go, shifting and rotating within her pussy as she clamped her walls down like she was holding a knot within her.

Talba was huge, she could have fit a couple dozen inside before it started to get snug, but Arnika needed to be stuffed too so instead she reached for the next biggest thing - one of the uriel fruits. It was big and round, like a papaya mixed with a mango.

Talba whimpered as she looked back at Arnika, eagerly grabbing at one of her ass-cheeks to pry her lips apart as her clit winked and more juices squired out from her to splash on the velvet-textured skin of the fruit.

"Oh, you like this?" She asked as she rubbed every square centimeter of the fruit's surface, rendering it wholly soaked and slick from stem to base. Once she was sure it was fully lubricated, she pushed the thin end to Talba's pussy and gave it a heave with her palm. To her delight - yet also surprise - the queen's equine lips stretched and distended to accommodate it, swallowing the fruit with one big gulp and sucking it out of her hand as her vulva slid over the thickest part, clit winking and muscles forcing it deeper.

Shee kept her hand to the base of it until her fingers were rubbing against Talba's plump rump hole, so she used the lubrication to slip a couple digits in, pleasing her that way as Arnika grabbed for the other uriel fruit. Though shocked that her depths were so cavernous and hungry, her arousal urged her to keep stuffing; it helped that the qyeen was gyrating her hips and grunting every dew seconds, equine parts pulsing and winking every few seconds.

As the fox pushed the tip to Talba's opening, she slipped all four fingers into her ass with her palm facing down to guide the bulbous mass. Though it didn't go in as easy as the first one due to the added pressure of her anal ring being massaged, she relished the fact that she could feel the bumps and ridges of the uriel fruit pass by her fingertips through the thin walls of flesh of ass and pussy. She kept her other thumb on the base of the fruit and helped push it in further until her lips stretched over the thickest part again, only this time the fruit didn't disappear into her.

Talba grunted and pushed back against Arnika's hands, powerful thigh muscles squeezing and relaxing intermittently as she arched her back. Her depths had been filled to the brim, yet she wanted more. "Don't stop, Arnika, I said stuff me!" The queen gasped as she glanced back, beak agape and emerald eyes piercing her in the darkness of her room. "Please, I mean. Please force it in!" She took in a deep breath and rocked her whole body backwards, clit winking against the underside of the fruit to force a trail of slick ejaculate over its crest to soak her hand.

Subservient or not, she eagerly took the queen's advice and really leaned into it, feeling the pressure and gentle vibrations of the apples and other uriel fruit shifting and grinding against each other as her pussy walls caressed them into place, each contraction squeezing them just a bit closer and closer to each other, giving the second fruit room to slide into her with only the root-tip of it poking out with distended, stretched vulva wrapped around it.

Her clit was stuck in a winking state, the bulbous mass of it curled out and wrapped around the edge of the uriel fruit to keep it in place as her body shook and quivered in delight. It was clear from her moans and whimpers in between the gentle grunts that she was in the period between discomfort and orgasmic arousal, but she kept holding on.

Not one to give up on an opportunity, Arnika grabbed the base of the queen's tail with thumb prodding her asshole and aggressively pressed her lips to her distended vulva, tongue caressing her clit and waiting for another trickle of her fluids to burst out from around the rim of the fruit and into her maw. She wanted to taste it, to feel the queen erupt on her face and soak her in the scent-rich aroma of her ejaculate. The more soaked she could get, the better!

It took only seconds for her to get his wish as a massive spurt erupted from the tiny crevice between clit and fruit, followed by a high squeaking chirp and body-rocking shudder, ended with a grunt that violently forced both the uriel fruits to burst from her depths in a wet squelching pop, the first one hitting her lips before falling out and landing in a splat on the platter between them. After came a weak lurch of two of the apples, each sliding out from between her lips and meekly rolling over her clit with a massive amount of creamy slime accompanying them.

Hungry, Arnika grabbed one of the apples and took a huge bite to eat half of it in one go, the acidity of the apple contrasted against the bittersweet tartiness of the queen's lubricating juices. She sloshed the flavors around in her mouth as she chewed before swallowing. When the first half was done, she rubbed the apple down her lips to collect more fluid before popping the rest in her mouth, chewing it to a pulp as she licked at Talba's swollen, tender, cunt.

The entire time, she had kept her own pussy muscles clenched tight around the apples within her, holding them in place like the lobes of a knot. However, it was time to force them out onto the platter so she could put them back inside the queen's still-hungry depths. With one yelp and a grunt, she managed to squeeze out one apple through her swollen, distended lips followed by the other, leaving a peculiar triangular gape from her fortune-cookie lips.

Talba was still heaving with heavy breaths, chest laid flat against the pillows with the strength in her tail weakening as the strands slowly rolled over her hip to cover her pussy. She was exhausted, and probably ready to go back to bed - it was the middle of the night, after all and both she and Arnika seemed to have enjoyed themselves.

Before Arnika could grab the thigh-sized melon-squash and use it on the queen's gaping, sloppy cunt, Talba flopped down onto her side and splayed out over the bed with arms and legs spread. She reached down to grab at an apple to toss it into her beak, crushing it with one bite and swallowing it pretty much whole, the combined fluids of her sex and the apple's juice a nice lubricant. "That was nice. Short and sweet. And bitter and tart and stuff. Whatever. Gnight." She rolled her head over to the side and nestled into the crook between bicep and forearm.

Arnika felt a little betrayed by this sudden change of interest from Talba, but she didn't mind too much. Both had enjoyed the pleasure of the platter, but it was really Miki who seemed to be left out of all the fun. The constant scent of both queen Talba and Arnika must have been too much to bare for the poor guy.

Sure enough, when Arnika looked over she could see he was still excited by the entire endeavor and was maintaining an erection despite not being into the whole food thing. His member had remained firm and leaking precum the whole time, and his balls were growing tight and a little sore. He needed release.

Usually he would just curl up and please himself or forget about it until morning, realizing he hadn't really contributed much to the fun. Not tonight, though. No, his inner monologue urged him to make another move. He wasn't possibly done with her, even if he'd opted to not join in on the fun with the produce.

Though his mind was made up and he knew he was to cover her, he couldn't quite work up the courage. At least not at first. As a delay tactic, he quickly rolled over and gathered up the fruits and vegetables, placing them on the platter with the pool of fluids in it, covered it with the cloche, and placed it on the dresser at the foot of her bed. Once their sleeping area was clear of mess, he walked over to her side and stopped in his tracks, looking down at her as he contemplated the bold move he had in mind.

Arnika had randomly flopped down on her back, using Talba's inner thigh as a pillow so she could watch Miki's fervent cleaning of the mess. How like him to eagerly serve his queen, even when she made a mess doing something he didn't care for. When he got close, Arnika hopped over Talba's other leg to lie where Miki had been resting the whole time they were playing with the fruits and veggies.

After a few nervous breaths, Mikhail crawled up onto the bed with one knee, bringing the other one over her one leg and between her thighs, each hand on the bed on either side of the torso. She shuffled a bit but didn't seem to mind so he shifted his weight and daintily lifted his other leg until both his knees could comfortably rest between her thighs. Due to her being so much bigger than him, his hands were resting on either side of her belly rather than up by her arms. Still, she didn't shift or seem uncomfortable.

While there, he braced himself on one hand while he used his other one to grab and guide his member to her soaking, tender lips. The moment he felt her warmth pressing against his angled tip, he grunted and had to grit his teeth down to keep from moaning. Nervous, he glanced up to see if she was reacting, but she wasn't. For a brief moment he reconsidered his stance, knowing full well that he was taking advantage of a sleeping partner.

"Why stop, Miki?" Arnika asked in a gentle rumble of a whisper, coaxing him forth. "If she didn't want you to play she wouldn't have insisted that I come when she got the platter. Besides, if she says no, I trust she'll say no." She winked and laid back on the silken pillow, idly rubbing one of the apples against her swollen black vulva.

That revelation almost made him hop off her, until she chirped and angled her head so one eye could look at him. She smiled and reached down to rub her fingers through his hair and grab at his horns, forcing his cheek to her belly as her other hand tickled the fur of his shoulder and spine.

Her subtle reaction was all the affirmation he needed to proceed.

Miki's heart was racing, but he kept his hand against his member, guiding it between her folds. One slight shift of his body and he could feel her walls swallow him near to the base. He bucked a bit, thrusting deeper and pulling out until only his tip remained resting between her lips, heart pulsing and cock nubs throbbing with each beat. She slowly let go of his horns and caressed his cheek before grabbing at the sheets around her.

Laying down against her wasn't the most convenient, so he shifted his weight again - careful to not let his length fall from her canal - as he knelt between her thighs with legs spread and rump nearly pressed flat to the bed sheets; his thighs were resting under her knees, with both of hers up a bit while still spread wide to give him access. His hips pressed to hers as he used both her inner thighs for balance, palms wrapping around her legs as he gyrated his pelvis into her.

He wanted to last longer than last time - he needed to - and with her tenderized walls due to the girth of the fruits he was sure he could extend his time with her, relishing every gentle shift and push into her.

As he leaned forward, he could feel her pussy swallow his cock, followed by a wavelike series of contractions starting with a wink of her clit and following her passage into her depths accompanying every one of his thrusts. Slowly, he pulled out and paused with tip resting within her, cock throbbing against her sex, the intention being to hold off his climax, which was especially hard when she winked and squeezed him tight.

"Hngph!" He grunted as he gritted his teeth shut, arching his neck and digging his claws into her inner thighs. His eyes were closed and he was trying to distract his mind with thoughts of un-sexy things, but his mind was pulled back into sensuality as she shifted and arched her back, forcing her pussy to slide over his length, clit winking and opening squeezing around his median ring.

That eagerness from her coaxed him into a proper thrust, sinking every inch of his cock into her until he felt her lips pressed out against his inner thigh, clit winking against his belly. Slowly, he started to pump in and out, her flesh caressing his in waves along with the surprising tightness that kept him snug every buck of the way.

Gradually, he started going a bit faster, a little bit deeper, a bit more thorough with his thrusts until he was going from just his tip resting in her to slamming his hips to hers with a juicy, delicious smack and squirt. In and out, each time his ridged tip splaying out in hypersensitivity at the pinnacle of each thrust.

Talba lifted her legs and angled her back better for him, talons clawing at the bed as she raised her hips. The subtle change in position made the pointed tip of Miki's cock slam against her G-spot with every motion, the resulting pressure and friction urging a powerful wink and squirt out of her every time!

Miki couldn't hold back any longer. He wanted it to last longer, but her walls were clenching around him, massaging his length, and squirting mess all over his belly and around his cock to the point that it was dribbling off his balls and onto the bed. Her walls were so slick yet so snug thanks to her muscle contractions and the hypersensitivity of her g-spot that he just couldn't hold back.

His eyes rolled back in his head as he slammed his cock deep into her, wrapping his hands around under her knees as his motions grew erratic, cock pulsing as it deposited spurt after spurt of seed into her cavernous yet snug depths. Another idle thrust, another throb of his cock and another gob of cum escaping him to fill her. As he leaned back and angled his hips forward, he bared his teeth and let out a deep rumbling growl as her walls squeezed and constricted him in waves, literally sucking the fluid out of him.

She grabbed at his neck and held him in place, piercing emerald eyes staring into his soul as he slowly regained his lucidity. "That's more like it, Miki." She complemented before grunting and squeezing down on his cock again, another slimy trail of her fluids dribbling around his shaft to soak his balls.

Mikhail paused a moment, toes curling as he gyrated his hips, the subtle motions coaxing sharp pangs of pleasure from his member. Slowly, he could feel his length folding up inside her, going soft and pulling itself back into the sheath. Still, he didn't pull out; he wanted to feel her warmth and her wetness as much as he could.

Eventually, he was completely soft and his member had sheathed itself inside him so that he was just pressing his crotch to hers, the slimy mess trailing webs from one to the other. Within brisk seconds of his member retreating, he shuffled back and got down to all fours between her legs, eager to clean her out like a good whore.

"No, don't." She whispered at him, again grabbing his horn to keep him in place. "Leave it in. I want part of you in me, always." She urged.

Though it took most every ounce of his self-control to not revert to his 'clean up your mess' instincts, he eventually decided that, if nothing else, he would have to give her a bit of a massage. However, as he started rubbing at Talba's inner thighs with his thumbs, he was shocked to feel Arnika's tiny little snout pressed up between his rump cheeks and under his tail, eagerly lapping at his ass hole and trailing his taint until the end of her tongue was extended below the tip of his sheathed cock, head resting between his legs to capture every drop of seed that trickled out his member.

Arnika rotated until she was on her back, wiggling around a bit more until her lithe fox body was partially under Miki and partially nuzzled up next to Talba's pussy. One hand reached down to manually please Miki while the other reached up to part the queen's vulva, aiming to get the remaining apples out of her. If her count was right there would still be two left, so she leaned into her and used her fingers to part the queen's lips, enjoying just how stretchy she was before pushing her fist into her.

That's where her instincts to please came into play and she started grinding her knuckles against Talba's anterior wall for added excitement before burying herself past the elbow. She grabbed a hold of one of the fruits inside the queen and pulled it out in one drawn out, extended squelch before tossing them to the side on the floor. The position was awkward with both Arnika and Talba on their backs, but the made it work.

When she reached back in to get the final one, she found that she couldn't quite find it even though she knew how many were in there. She reached in deep until Talba's velvety lips were sucking on her shoulder and her entire fist popped into her womb, but she couldn't find it. After a few minutes of failed searching, Talba gave up on that and shook her head, pulling Miki forward over top of Arnika and next to the queen. Arnika kept working at Talba's depths before eventually giving up and crawling up over the massive queen next to the other two.

Once he agreed to her terms he crawled back up and over her body until he was nestled up against her side and under her arm. Usually - given his size - he would have been the one holding the other, but Talba was as much bigger than him as he was bigger than others.

"Just relax, dear. You're part of this castle. You've got to learn to take what's yours." she said, gently stroking his hair and down his neck to his shoulders.

He shifted and nuzzled up into her side as a smile spread across his face, knowing fully well that her one simple sentence was all he needed to confirm her affections were sincere. He would take what was his. He would be happy to be more assertive if the queen encouraged it.

With his thoughts wiped and cleansed of any insecurities, he held her tight and fell asleep in her arm, using her breast plumage as a pillow.

The next morning, he woke up to find that Talba was still asleep and he was still cuddled up to her, but Arnika had disappeared. Though she likely was used to sleeping in when she wanted to, Miki had things to do, chores to attend to, and friends he wanted to share his experience with.

He meekly gave her a kiss on the cheek before rolling out of the bed off the other side. After looking back to see for certain that she wasn't awake, he gathered what clothes he could of his, got dressed, and left the room to return to his own. He passed a few other servants, puffing out his chest in pride as they walked by. Eventually, he made it to his room and gently closed the door behind himself, collapsing on his bed and with legs spread.

Miki remained quite tired from the night's romp, and he definitely felt like he needed a bit of a nap to catch up in his own bed. Sure, he knew that he had chores to do and tasks to catch up on, but she said he needed to be more assertive and take what was his, and he earned a nap. For now, he was happy to relax.

Until he heard a knock on his door.

"Hey Miki, you awake?" Arnika asked a split second before opening the door, poking her head in with a wide grin.

He stirred and wiped the sleep from his eyes. "Yeah, why?"

"It's almost noon, sleepy head! Time to get up, the queen has requested your company in the banquet hall. Sent a sentry to get me to get you. It's weird." She shrugged. "But still, time to get up." Rather than leave like a normal person, she stepped in and closed the door behind her, idly sniffing at the air. A grin slowly formed on her face as she came to realize what the aroma billowing off Miki was.

On the other end, Mikhail was just confused again. Noon? No, that wasn't right. When he woke up it was still the crack of dawn and Talba was as deep in a slumber as she could have gone. No, there was no way it was noon unless he fell asleep for a brief nap and lost half the morning to it. Regardless, he had to get ready to leave. He was wearing simple clothes, but they smelled of sex; still, she seemed impatient so he just got up and followed her down the hall.

"So why did she want us in the banquet hall?" Miki asked as he trotted along behind her, still waking up from his surprisingly strong nap.

"She didn't tell me, but based on who all is there and the dire nature of her tone, I think it's important." Arnika explained. She was ahead of Miki, guiding him even though he knew his way to the banquet hall.

The thought of her having something dire to say made Miki's heart jump into his throat. Was he too forward the night before? Was he being fired? Was he getting a raise or promotion? His mind was once again racing with a dozen possibilities, only a few of them good. His soul couldn't handle the constant whiplash back and forth between insecurity, servitude, and his sense of self worth.

After a few agonizing moments of self reflection, the managed to make it to the doors to the banquet hall, with Arnika bursting in through the twin gates. Inside, almost every single one of the chairs and spots were filled. The banquet table was covered in fruits, vegetables, breads, butters, and every spot had an empty place ready for a plate. Somehow, this entire brunch was prepped and served without his help, which gave him a pang of guilt like he had somehow failed.

Around the table were plenty of people, some he knew and some he didn't. There was Ceylon, Melvar, some gnoll looking creature, a tiny reptile next to him, Kitnip the chef, a red dino raptor of some sort next to him, some of his other servant buddies, Arnika, himself, and a few others with what looked like attendants behind them. Must have been ambassadors or something. Over two dozen people in total sat around the table with Talba at the end and Vaulix's throne chair empty due to him being away in the north. There was even Melodi, Talba's sister and mate of the high chief Storm sitting across from Miki and Arnika.

He sat down at the spot that had his name at it, right next to Arnika's. Beside him was a few feline servants that he usually worked with. Within seconds of him taking his seat, a dozen unfamiliar caterers came in from the kitchen, each with a different plate of food. Slabs of meat for some, roasted vermin for others. Miki got a delicious looking breakfast with a bit of ham in a puff pastry and hollandaise sauce on it with some fried potatoes and onions on the side. Looked delicious.

"I don't suppose most of you know why you're here, especially the ones who work here." Talba started as she stood up, her booming voice drowning out the clamor of the people who were chatting among each other. Most paused to look up at her, curious to hear her. "To my workers, my friends, my allies, and my ambassadors, I have grave news for us all. The crystal war to the west is growing intense, and the Tehgolians and Untherians are in a bitter dispute over who gets control of the crystals. There have been skirmishes on the border they share, and we fear that conflict between worlds will spread to our own."

One of the ambassadors that Miki didn't recognize - a gray and yellow hippogryph - slammed his fist down on the table as he got to his feet, pointing a claw at Melvar. "None of this would have happened if not for this...creature!"

Melvar's wings spread a bit and the purple gem on his forehead started to glow as he hissed, ready to get into a fight with his accuser, at least until Talba placed a hand on his shoulder and politely asked him to calm himself.

"It's not Melvar's fault. When he was travelling over our lands, he triggered some sort of atmospheric change, and now the purple crystals have fallen over all three nations of Epicelia, with some falling in Untheria, some in Tehgol,a nd some here in Arrenthen. We don't know what caused it, but it's somehow linked to the gem in his crest and we're working on finding out how to correct the issue." She paused a bit for the accusing hippogryph and Melvar to calm down before carrying on.

"We don't know the exact nature of these crystals, but we know that those in possession devolve into chaos and untended desires. They give immense, concentrated magic ability while also driving the users mad with power, drawing the many crystals together. From what our sources indicate, the Tehgolian leader as well as the Untherian leader both have come under influence by the crystals."

Melodi sniffled a bit and shook her head. "Some landed in my village as well. Storm has a hoard of his own and a few crystals to his name. He, too, is interested in going to war with the Tegholians. That's why I'm here, to distance myself from my mate's lust for power."

"Vaulix and a squad of the royal guard have traveled north to Storm's tribe to fix the issue, but with Tehgolians on our northern border, we worry that an armed conflict is soon to break out. For that reason, I will be funding an expedition to Koluma from our eastern shores with as many of you - my closest friends and allies - safe and far away from the influence of these sinister crystals."

That revelation stirred up a wave of mutters and gasps from the crowd that slowly built until Ceylon stood tall and spread her wings, grabbing the attention. "Quiet." She cooed, voice booming powerful over the crowd despite its softness. "There is a frigate at the Araliptian port, enough to carry all of you and your families east across the Western Yelfritian Ocean before travelling south to Rissen, then south and east around Trithe to meet with Elder Keran O'Merone in Koluma. There, you will be cared for in the great Koluman plains - where a settlement has been erected for your safety until this war blows over or is resolved." Ceylon paused to look around and make sure everyone was paying attention before finishing. "The sea-bound trip will take nearly two months, with stops in ports on Yelfrit, Rissen, and Trithe before finally landing."

Mikhail swallowed a whimper before raising his hand in confusion. Talba called him out to speak his mind, so he stood tall over the table. "So, why am I here? I'm just a castle servant, shouldn't I stay here with the warriors to help with preparations? Can't I contribute to a potential war effort?" His lower jaw was trembling a bit at the prospect of being in armed conflict. Arnika was grabbing at his arm and urging him to sit back down, but he stood tall. He wanted - no, needed - to prove his fealty to the queen, and there was no better way to do that than to lay down his life for her. Literally.

But he was rebuffed. "No, Miki. A select few of you have grown to be more than just employees to me. I couldn't live with myself if something happened and I lost you or Arnika. Plus, you are not properly trained in combat or munitions. Your usefulness is in the kitchen and cleaning the halls. Your value is as my friend. Everyone in this room will be departing tomorrow."

He had absolutely no idea what to think of that. She was so insistent on his value and friendship, yet all the others - nobles and chefs and allies - all seemed to like this idea and not one of them pitched in to volunteer for an impending war effort.

"But, but..." Miki trailed off, legs getting weak as he slumped back in his chair. Arnika leaned into him and nuzzled up under his cheek, licking him for encouragement.

"Myself, Ceylon, Melvar, and a few others will be remaining at the castle, with royal guard and some select dual-trained workers sticking around to maintain the capitol." Talba continued. "I'd evacuate if I could, but with a city of almost a million, there's no way to do that, especially not when surrounded by jungle and less than a dozen trade routes sprawling out to various locations. Either way, Vaulix, Ceylon, Melvar, and myself will all be staying to decipher the secrets of these crystals, and if Chief Storm can be cured of his lust for them then he will also be helping to lead the charge. In the mean time, I need to ensure that you all are safe. Away. Happy."

But Miki didn't feel he could be happy without serving his queen. To him, it felt like a coward's way out of conflict and he truly knew he needed to prove himself to her as value beyond sex. He had only been there a half year at most, and he was finally making strides as her friend and ally! He couldn't leave her now. Unfortunately, his mind was addled with thoughts of inadequacy and all he could do was mumble his reluctance as Arnika caressed his neck.

"My friends, my allies, and my partners, I want you all to enjoy this meal, for it will be the last we share for a long while. The war is still on the horizon, pecking at our borders. We might not even get into armed conflict, just rest easy knowing that you're going to be safe, and I will be happy knowing that you are out of harm's way." Talba finished by focusing her emerald eyes on Miki, once again making him whimper in weakness.

Once her speech was complete and she sat down, the room once again dissipated into nondescript mumbling and chattery amongst the attendants, each murmuring about war and peace and safety.

Miki couldn't really focus on much at the time, so he just sat in his chair, staring at the Beef Wellington Benedict that had been specially made for him. He couldn't eat it, and not a single bite had been taken of it, all he'd been able to do was idly fork at his potatoes.

He knew that there was a conflict happening around in the neighbouring nations, but he had no way of knowing how bad it was, what caused it, or his own level of danger. Given Arrenthen's status as a peaceful nation, he never imagined any sort of army would ever knock on their borders. He also had put absolutely no thought into some mystical crystals that could fall from the sky and influence the users to war over their existence.

It wasn't even a thought that had crossed his mind before this day at the table.

"It'll be alright." Arnika assured him as she enjoyed a bite of her own meal. She had the exact same thing that Miki was offered with and she'd eaten half of it, revealing the inside of the beef to be cherry punk. "Talba knows what she's doing, I've read up on the nation's history. Trust me on this one. Trust me to trust her."

Miki kept prodding at his potatoes as he stared into the golden yellow sauce on his plate. He didn't know what to say, nor did he want to argue. All he knew is that he wanted to stay, he didn't want to leave. Arrenthen had become his home, Talba his queen. If he left that now, he had nothing. What would he do in the tropical nation of Koluma? He had no purpose there, no job, nobody to serve if Talba wouldn't be coming too.

"Come on Miki, don't give me the silent treatment. I didn't do anything."

He shook himself clear of his unpleasant thoughs. "No, you're right. It's fine. I apologize. I just, what are we going to do with ourselves if we're exiled?"

Arnika giggled a bit and smiled broadly, teeth bared. "Oh, we're not getting exiled. Think of it as a vacation. We're going on a cruise to a tropical paradise, all expenses paid trip to one of the most beautiful places in the world. Try not to think of the nasty stuff you'd be leaving behind." She leaned in close and nibbled at his neck and cheek as a sign of affection.

Miki shook his head and growled a bit to himself. "I can't ignore that. Leaving is the coward's way out. What does she think I am? A coward?" He glanced up across the table to see Talba, Melvar, and Ceylon chatting away, with Melvar's purple eye occasionally glancing over to Miki, which made him lower his gaze to avoid eye contact.

"You can't think of it like that, Miki. She said you're not trained or qualified in the ways of combat. It's not cowardly to leave, it's smart. It's not brave to stay, it's stupid. I know that, she knows that, and I think deep down inside, you know that, too." Arnika assured him.

He dropped his fork next to the plate and took in a deep breath before grabbing the entire pastry-wrapped slab of beef and shoving it in his mouth. Much as he didn't want to think about it, the food was utterly delicious. With that, he got up and stomped his way out of the room, slamming the door behind him, ignoring all the others and the negative attention he was getting.

Behind him came Arnika, who followed him out of the banquet hall and right into his own personal quarters. This time, he locked the door behind himself so she couldn't follow. When she arrived, he could hear the clicks and motions of her trying to turn the door handle, followed by her banging on the red wooded door.

"Dammit Mikhail, don't throw a stupid fit. Why are you so pissed off about this?" She demanded, then paused a moment to think about what she had just said. A war was at their doorstep, of course different people would react different ways. Still, he was being quite bullheaded about a queen's desire to protect him as though he were a noble and not a servant. "Just, come on man, be optimistic."

"What's there to be optimistic about, Anika?" He muttered to himself, so quiet that he wasn't even sure if there was any chance she could hear him. "Some magic crystals are morphing our leaders into tyrants hungry for power, and I don't even get a chance to stand up for what I believe in? What's there to be optimistic about?" He couldn't shake the thought of losing purpose in life if he lost the ability to serve the queen, the meaninglessness of his existence if he couldn't offer himself to a cause. Though he was scared at the prospect of being involved, it scared him more to die without meaning or to fade into nothingness as history forgot him.

As it turned out, Arnika could definitely hear him, so she stopped banging on the door and leaned in close to answer. "There's lots to be positive about, Miki. Be happy that she cares enough about you to want to see you live. Be happy that she has the means and desire to protect you. Enjoy the fact that she's treating you like royalty. Like a nobleman. Be happy that she wants you happy. I told you, we need to look at it like a vacation, some time off to relax away from where there is a conflict on the horizon."

After a few long minutes of silence, Miki got back up and unlocked his door but let her invite herself in. He wasn't going to open it for her. She waited a moment before poking her head in and smiling at him.

"I'm glad you see it my way." She cooed at him, only to have him get up and walk past her, closing the door behind him. "Hey, where are you going?" She called out as she followed.

Miki huffed as he stormed down the hallway. He needed time to be alone, to think. He couldn't stand the idea of being surrounded by other prissy fools who were too selfish to fight for their queen. Their wonderful, kind, generous queen. Down the hall he rushed, eventually descending a spiral staircase to reach the twin sliding gates to the stables. All the while, Arnika was a few steps behind him, constantly asking him what he was doing and where he was going. He opted not to answer.

He carried on past the horses and other creatures that were used as royal mounts in the stables - including one red and teal dragon-raptor with wings. He'd never seen that one, but he needed to keep pressing on. Out he went, emerging into the midday sun in the courtyard, hopping over bushes and weaving through the pathways until he made it to the queen's personal orchard. One of the attendants tried to stop him but he was much larger than the attendant was, so he pushed the little feline to the side and kept going. She told him to be more assertive, so he was going to be more assertive!

Eventually, he found a park bench, so he turned and slumped down on it, letting his head rest on the back, rubbing his neck to once again be reminded of his missing collar. He relished that significance as he splayed out his arms along the header to the bench, reminding himself of his own, queen-given self-worth. He was staring up at the clouds through the leaves and fruit of the apple and peach trees, feeling his eyes well up in tears. A moment later, Arnika sidled up next to him on the bench and nuzzled into his side, wrapping her arms around his torso as she nibbled at him.

"I told you, it's going to be fine." Arnika assured him, stroking his chest. "Please calm down."

"Yes, please calm down." An angry, booming voice called out from the other side of the hedge. When Miki looked up to see the source, he saw it to be Melvar, the purple-gem-laden hippogryph that apparently brought on this war when he arrived months prior.

Instantly, Mikhail got to his feet and puffed out his chest, fists balled and teeth bared. "You! You did this to us!" He accused, fur standing on end as he was ready for a fight.