Free Lesbian Erotica: The Queen’s Chambers Part 3

Queens Chambers 3.jpgThis is the third part of this time-bending sequel to my short lesbian story, “Egyptology“. You can also read The Queen’s Chambers Part 1 and Part 2.

Reading Time: Approx. 5-10 mins.

Ahset gasped, her eyes widening at my impertinence, and I averted my face so she would only catch a glimpse of the smile that spread over my lips. Her breath was heavy and slow, rising her chest with each inhale so that her breasts stuck out suggestively against the fabric of her gown. Her fingertips gripped the edge of the bed as if she was holding on for fear of falling.

“Come here.” Her voice was a low growl.

“What are you going to do to me?”

“Whatever the hell I want. Come here.” She pointed to a spot in front of her. “Now, slave.”

I shook my head. “I’ll do whatever you say, but there are rules.”

She wriggled against the bed, a soft mewl escaping her lips. “A slave giving me rules.” She shook her head in disbelief, but it was clear the idea was turning her into a puddle of need. “Name them.”

“If I say ‘Professor‘, you must stop.”

She laughed. “And if I don’t? I suppose you’re going to have me taken out to the courtyard, tied to a post and used for your amusement?”

The way she said it…I had to wonder if there was a little hope at the thought. But I shook my head. “I know I have no power here. But if you don’t follow my rules I’ll stop being a compliant little slave girl.”

She sighed, her breath ragged in her throat. “Very well.”

“After we’re done, you must care for me. Not your guards, not your slaves. You. You will apply ointment wherever it’s needed. You will put me in your bed, make sure I’m comfortable and hold me for as long as I want.”

Her gaze darkened. “You are trying to make me the slave.”

“No. I’m the slave. You’re my mistress. But you have responsibilities along with your power. Are we clear?”

There was a moment when I thought she would refuse. Perhaps she would have me beaten and taken back to my room. Perhaps I would be given the worst menial tasks as punishment.

Then she slowly nodded and when she spoke her voice was soft. “Crystal.”

I lowered my eyes. “Thank you, mistress.”

She mewled, but it was quickly followed by a growl. “Now come here. I won’t ask again.”

“Yes, mistress. Sorry, mistress.” I kept my eyes lowered as I wandered forward, aware that my body was on display, aware that my excitement was clear in the trickle flowing from my quim. I knew that the guards here were trusted, but that didn’t change the fact that whatever game we were about to play was going to be watched by three men.

No sooner had I reached her than she put out a hand and brushed her fingertips along my thigh, starting at my knee and pausing when she was within an inch of my pussy. I shivered with anticipation, and that was a mistake.

In a single fluid movement, her hand left the inside of my thigh and whipped around to my ass, bringing down a sharp slap on my left buttock. Her nails were long and sharp and I felt the sting of them along the soft flesh, making me cry out with pain.

“Now I have rules for you, slave.” Her free hand grabbed my chin and tilted my head back so that I met her eyes. “First, you will hold back any sign of your pleasure unless I tell you otherwise. This shivering and leaking will not do. I will punish you for it.” To punctuate her words, she caught me again with a sharp, stinging blow to my bottom, nails cutting into the cleft between my buttocks where the skin was more sensitive. I felt tears sting my eyes, but I nodded. “Good. Second, you will address me as Roxhana, the way you did before. I like it. I am your goddess, Monica, and I will bend you to my every whim. I am capricious and you will serve my needs. Is that clear?”

I had to hold back the urge to laugh. “Yes, Roxhana.”

“Good girl. Now kneel before your goddess, mortal.”

She took her hand away from my buttock and I fought to hold back the need to rub where it stung. She had more strength than it appeared. Awkwardly, I bent at the knees and lowered myself down, keeping my eyes fixed ahead as she had positioned my gaze.

“Sit back on your haunches and do not move unless I tell you.”

“Yes, Roxhana.” I didn’t nod. I didn’t attempt to smile. Ahset – Professor Roxhana Rayes as I knew her – clearly had a need to control my body. But in exchange I had taken control of the situation. She was mine and I was hers, and the urge to debauch her, or to be debauched, had never been stronger. “Like this?”

She nodded. “Good. We’ll make a decent slave of you yet.” Without warning, she spread her legs, at the same time lifting her skirt so that it slid over her knees. Beneath she was naked, that much was clear. I caught glimpses of damp, pink lips as the torchlight flickered and shifted. Dark curls framed her petals, shaped above into a sharp delta, but the rest of her pelvis and her legs was smooth and hairless. “Do you like what you see?”

“Yes, Roxhana. May I-”

“No, you may not. You will watch and do nothing. If you leak any moisture I will punish you for it. Am I clear?”

I nodded. “What are you going to-”

“Speak out of turn again and I will whip you.” She turned to one of the guards. “Sebek-khu, bring me a soft leather thong.”

The mention of flogging sent a quiver through my spine that I had to struggle to contain. She knew exactly how to push my buttons. I squeezed my thighs together, tensing my pelvic muscles in an attempt to stem the tide that threatened to leak between my legs.

A deep voice behind me rumbled. “Yes, Pharaoh Ahset.”

The door opened behind me, letting in light from the corridor outside, and I tensed at the thought of being displayed to anyone outside. Was Mahu waiting there, watching? I felt my nipples pull taut at the idea. Then the door closed and we were once again in darkness.

Ahset reached a hand beneath her skirt and brushed along the inside of her own thigh, then gasped as her fingertip stroked her outer lips. “I am very wet, Monica,” she muttered, almost as if it was to herself. “I am going to enjoy myself. You are going to watch. And you are not going to say a word or move a muscle.”

Continue to the final part of The Queen’s Chambers!

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This part of The Queen’s Chambers was written for Masturbation Monday Week 235. Head over to the Masturbation Monday page for more erotica, sexy blog posts and erotic images.


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8 thoughts on “Free Lesbian Erotica: The Queen’s Chambers Part 3

    • Thanks Kayla, your approval means a lot 🙂 Since I’m not in the lifestyle, this is going to remain very gentle D/S and I hope it comes across as at least somewhat believable. I wanted to establish consent between them, even though there’s an obvious power imbalance.

    • Thank you so much! They are a fun pair to write, there’s obviously a lot of affection there which I always like. The final part of “The Queen’s Chambers” will be released next week, but that’s not the end of the story for these two…

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