Missing The High Queen

By Major Mike Powell III

Queen Origa was missing her beloved wife. She was in the center of the enormous natural hot spring in the bowels of her castle, getting washed by the hands of four of her devoted servants, her very own Shadow, Cloe, being one of those four.

Origa sighed oh so softly as she was pampered by her beautiful servants and her most devoted companion. She hummed softly as hands caressed and washed her soft, warm curves, a hand softly brushing one huge breast with special scented oils and soap while another set of hands brushed and washed her sensational dark mane of hair.

"Celestine-sama will be back soon, Origa-sama, I have no doubt." Said Cloe, knowing exactly what her dear Dark Queen had on the mind.

"I know, Cloe, dear. I know...I'm just feeling deprived. I feel like I need her to even remember how to breathe...my goodness...I'm pitiful..." The Dark Queen sighed again, getting a soft giggle from two of her beautiful servants, one of which gently rubbed her shoulder while the other patted a soft butt cheek.

Origa didn't mind the skinship one bit and her servants knew this. In a way, she needed it and her servants knew where to touch and where not to touch, where their hands were allowed and where only Celestine's hands were allowed.

Indeed, Celestine was gone on a trip to foreign lands to settle a diplomatic issue, set up a trade route and then attend a banquet as a delegate to celebrate a foreign king and queen's wedding and Origa needed her beloved wife back with her. She was Celestine-deprived, damn it.

Eventually, with a kiss to her cheeks and the back of her hand, Origa's servants bid her farewell upon finishing their sworn duty of washing and getting her ready to turn in for the night, with Cloe being the lucky girl to drape over her Queen's caramel frame a royal-purple, completely transparent robe and to settle upon her lower body a silky purple thong.

"Thank you, Cloe. I don't know what I would do without you in times like this." She said softly along with a gentle caress to Cloe's blushing cheek and then, she gave her Shadow a soft kiss on the forehead.

"It is my sworn duty and joy, my Queen. I can't dream of being anywhere else but here." She said with honesty, devotion and humility that warmed Origa's heart and made her so very glad she took Cloe into her care so long ago.

Together, Shadow and Dark Queen then made their way towards Origa's bed chambers...and the visible gold eye of Origa shot wide open upon seeing her double doors open wide...and seeing the back covered in super long blonde tresses of none other than the High Elven Goddess herself, her wife, waiting in Origa's bed chambers, standing before her bed...and before Origa could even think about moving forth to embrace and welcome her wife back...Celestine turned around with a coy little smile and Origa's thong became soiled with her own womanly essence as her arousal sky-rocketed.

"Welcome, Dark Queen...to the High~Queen's chambers. Your Goddess and Queen has returned. Will you bow~?" Celestine cooed with a rather fittingly posh voice and flair.

She wore the purple elbow gloves, stockings, black high heels, open bustier and black thong of Origa...and Origa herself was now close to drooling as she indulged in the sight of her wife donning her very own outfit...as well as crown and holding in her left hand her dark wife's staff.

"...yes I will...yes, I will, Celestine-sama..." Origa moved like a zombie towards her sensational wife and took a knee, her visible eye hazy, nearly glazed over with sheer lust, desire, hunger and love for her wife. Origa even took her hands and put them together in prayer and praise as she bent the knee to her wife's gorgeous, uber-sexy form.

Origa idly registered the giggle of Cloe and the gentle closing of the doors to the bedroom...and if she was slightly more focused, she may have been able to notice the quick, blink-and-you'll-miss-it wink that Celestine gave Cloe.

"Come, then, Dark Queen." Celestine moved her hand down to tenderly cradle Origa's three-shades-of-brown-darker, blushing cheek and gently urged her forward. Her smile dazzled Origa. "Show your Queen~and Goddess how much you missed her, how happy you are to see her back...Origa-chan. Teehee!" The blonde then "broke" character and Origa leaned forward and made Celestine gasp oh so sweetly upon giving her precious, clothed outline at the apex of her thighs a kiss of sheer awe and devotion.

"Yes, Celes~!"

Origa was no longer missing her wife. Instead, she was now thirsty for her and she took all night long to satiate her thirst and welcome her back home, the welcome that a "High Queen" like her deserved.

~The End~