The Saiyan queen always had slaves. The Saiyan queen has always had concubines. But most importantly, the Saiyan queen always had a king.
But Cira was a bit unusual. She treated her slaves almost as equals, she only had one concubine—a female concubine—, and—most unusual—she didn't have a king. Her brother Vegeta was king before her, but he had disappeared on a mission and was assumed dead, and she was next in line for the throne. To shake off rumors that she was a lesbian (which she didn't mind, but were getting quite annoying), she decided it was time for another concubine; one which she bought off an alien auction. A fire demon from a planet called Earth, Christian, was her new slave; whether he liked it or not.
There was a knock on the door, as Cira was getting ready, she had a very important meeting today. She had picked out her black and red Saiyan battle armor with the black and red cape. It went well with her extremely un-Saiyan hair, which was a deep red—almost black—color and did not stick up in the oddest places—it was pencil straight.. For the time being, she pulled her hair back into a ponytail, and answered the door.
"My Queen," a typical Saiyan-looking servant said with a deep bow.
"Hello Apple, I hope you are well. How are you and your family?" Cira smiled, "What brings you to my quarters?"
"I am well, madam and so is my family, who all are in your debt. My Queen speaks to me as more than a lowly servant, I am honored," Apple said bowing again, "But I am here today to bring you your new slave,"
Cira laugher, "Thank you Apple. But yet again, I tell you, there is no need to bow to me and you and your family have no debts towards me. I was just helping my people; which you are part of,"
"Thank you, madam," Apple said, nodding, "This is Christian, your new slave,"
A tall, muscular man with piecing eyes stepped into the room. He had a fore in his eyes that Cira had never seen before.
"I like you already, you know how to look me in the eyes," Cira laughed, and turned to Apple, "You excused,"
"Thank you my Queen," Apple said, as she bowed and turned to leave the room.
Cira turned to Christian, "You know why you are here, correct?"
"Cause I'm your slave," he said, tugging at the slave collar around his neck. Cira laughed, "You're not just any slave, you are my slave. My concubine. You know what that is?"
"A sex slave?" he said looking frightened.
"Precisely. I got bored with my old one. I think I broke her," the queen half shrugged half smirked.
"Broke? Her?" Christian asked, looking quite confused.
"Yes, her. And I'll have you know that I am quite a sadist; but also a masochist. I think well have fun," Cira laughed and moved closer to her new plaything. "You're mine now," she whispered in his ear. Cira nibbled on his neck ever so slightly before sinking her fangs into his waiting flesh. She licked the blood up, while some of it dribbled down her chin. "No one can touch you. You are in a good position. If any one touched you without my permission, I kill them personally. You are mine. Understand?"
"Yes, I understand,"
"Bad slave, you will refer to me as master, unless I say so," Cira said, pulling Christian's hair.
"Yes, Master,"
Sorry it was so short. I'll try to write longer chapters. Peace, Love, and Ninja Swords!
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