- Welcome peeps to the first installment in the random tales of debauchery and lewds throughout the world of our little Tenno named Ren! Not every short will be starring Ren just to let you know, but this one will.

-side note: This tale takes place during the War Within, a whole two years before the main plot of our storyline. Do keep in mind that Ren is younger in this chapter, not yet well versed in combat or women. I will give you vanilla lovers only one warning, this chapter is heavy with a sub-dom relationship. I'm sorry guys I couldn't help myself, this one ended up being pure smut basically. Its long, but it's also a one-shot so do bear with me on the length.

Chapter 11: The Red Queen

The floor is dark and fuzzy, the hazy eyes of the young Tenno struggle to cope with the red lights bearing down on him. His body is wilted in the arms of the two Grineer brutes the drag him through a long hall of that crimson color that is so prevalent throughout this floating fortress. At his left and right are the bulky and rather pot-bellied looking, tiny feet walking Kuva elite guards. His memory is vague, but the stinging in his bones quickly rekindles his recollection. The Lotus had sent him forth to infiltrate the elusive mobile Kuva citadel and had chosen this Tenno boy for his allegiance with Steel Meridian. The leader of the Grineer syndicate, Cressa Tal was stationed aboard this gargantuan stronghold at least once before defecting. With her loyalty no longer leaning to the Queens, she did not hesitate to hand over a detailed schematic of feasible entrances below the radar of the watchful Kuva forces.

Unfortunately for Ren, he had not anticipated running into the Queen's personal guardians. Their Kesheg halberds made short work of the jumpy Excalibur and the little Tenno came pouring out of his shell like a newborn baby. His worries only heighten as communication with his cephalon Sudo has been lost and the guardians are not currently playing jump rope with his entrails. They certainly seemed willing to rip the Tenno apart piece by piece before, but once they saw the operator, they stopped dead in their tracks. Perhaps the most bizarre aspect of the whole ordeal is that they did not beat him to a bloody pulp as he has heard from fellow Tenno that have endured their torture. The Grineer are ruthless and the Kuva guardians are no exception, they have a special distaste for Tenno filth that far outweighs their disgust of the Corpus. Ren lifts his aching skull to see them arrive at an immense outdoor section overlooking the stars and asteroids the fortress soars through. The area is filled with mounted turrets, patrolling squads of Kuva soldiers and one large lift at the far end.

Without his Warframe, the boy was given a basic respirator module attached to the mask of a lancer unit.

"How ugly." A thundering voice has Ren turning his blank, white visage. "Why give this worthless creature such kindness? Are we not Grineer anymore?"

The Kuva guard on the boy's right addresses the even larger warrior that approaches from beyond Ren's vision. "Commander, forgive us! We had no idea you were visiting, we would have made preparations for your arrival! Do you wish to speak with the Elder one?"

"Argh! I do not care for politics or formalities. I am not here to speak with our mothers, I have other more pressing matters to attend."

This Grineer stomps over to block the guards and drops a mighty hand onto Ren's concealed face. "I must inquire, why does she insist on capturing these weaklings? This one especially looks like a runt! Ha-ha-ha!"

The Tenno boy's visibility has been reduced to zero as a huge mechanical, gas spewing hand covers his entire dome. He can feel the heavy fingers closing around him and the mask keeping him alive beginning to crack at the edges. The left guard has his Kesheg at his superior's throat in a second, urging the commander to desist his actions.

"To interfere with our task is to oppose the Queens themselves. You of all Grineer should know this! I kindly implore you to step aside, commander."

The hand and pressure leave Ren's head as he sighs in relief. By the time he regains his composure, that other Grineer higher up is already thudding down his own path and out of sight. The right guard commends his left comrade for speaking against their superior and says he felt as if he would die from the sheer presence of such an honorable warrior gracing them in the flesh. The two continue their chatter until the white, metal lift is reached and they promptly descend deeper into the heart of the Kuva base.

'I don't understand, where are they taking me? The Grineer don't take prisoners, so it's either some freaky experiments or interrogation! And I don't like pain, it hurts!'

Ren is dragged even further, the shock restraints on his wrists light up whenever his inner power starts to seep out. Not wanting to be well done, he ceases his struggle as his captors hold in front of an imposing red door. The behemoth sized entrance slide slowly open to reveal a spacious interior of luxurious Grineer design. The whole room is circular, massive pillars stand erect around the center piece that is the main eye catcher. Placed atop a pedestal of red cushions that is hugged by burgundy drapes flowing from the bright red light above, is the Grineer matriarch herself. On a smaller throne of pillows next to her is the diminutive, lesser Queen. There are large crimson ribbons anchored into the floor that dangle from above like massive tentacles and give a regal appeal to the throne. Four more Kuva guardians come marching from behind their leaders and stand at attention, halberds in hand.

The stocky guards hoisting Ren by his arms release the boy and drop on one knee in a dignified bow. The higher seated Queen motions for them to rise, and for the four others to be at ease.

"Is this the Tenno that dared to infiltrate my domain?" The Elder one asks.

"Y-Yes my Queen! We have brought him as per your request and without delay!" Guard on the right says.

"Excellent work my children, now bring him forth! I must examine this child for myself." She demands, making her way down her throne of pillows.

Ren has heard the rumors of the Grineer matriarchs, of how mysterious and almost intangible they seemed. Many a Tenno and their Warframes have found and breached the Kuva fortress, but none have ever lived long enough to see the Twin Queens. The Kuva elite guards are well worth their status as their combat dexterity far exceeds the average Tenno. Besides Teshin, few Lotus warriors have ever entered the throne room and lived to tell about it. The boy has set a record for shortest time to reach the room and to arrive unscathed, with the exception of his obliterated Excalibur.

The Grineer mask wearing Tenno in his blue and white Zariman suit, lays his eyes on the Elder one as she draws near. It should be known the sheer size of the Kuva guards, the obese looking red and black adorned warriors stand on their stilt-like legs a daunting 9-feet tall. The smaller, creatures that Ren is now noticing as they huddle near some of the other four guards, are very reminiscent of the lesser Queen. They are perhaps what Sudo back on the ship referred to as "Kuva Jesters" and are in the likeness of the Worm Queen, similar to how the elite guards are in the likeness of the Elder one.

Now as for the larger Queen, she has slithered her way toward Ren as the other four guards are idle with their Kesheg's blade at his head. He kneels at the foot of the comfy pedestal, the imposing female Grineer zooming in closer and closer to his hidden visage. She is not at all how the stories portray, saying she is but a wretched, decaying old hag that stinks of death with her skeletal frame. Reality is much scarier, the boy trembles as the shadow of the colossus engulfs his tiny form. The Elder Queen wears an elegant headdress accentuating her face and full body attire of typical red and black Kuva design. Her right limb is synthetic at the elbow down and it wields a scepter that radiates with a bloody arura. Her face does not show the exaggerated age he had thought, her crow's feet and wrinkles are barely visible. She possesses a rather smooth looking complexion for a genetically defective member of the Grineer race, albeit ghostly white. Her eyes are the sun floating among the blackness of space, her cheeks are decorated with strange fleshy symbols.

A pile of bones this woman is not, as the young boy's eyes dwell on her enticing female figure. The Elder Queen has the biggest rack the little Tenno has ever seen in his life, her chest meat is so profoundly immense that her torso garb has a valley of cleavage popping out. Her wide hips would take several men to hug all that thick backside flesh that is wrapped tightly under her clothing. She is the embodiment of curvaceous, a voluptuous goddess from the Void that resides among mortals. Her plump body is supported not on legs, organic or mechanical of any kind. A relatively short grub-like tail keeps her snaking along for locomotion and is just as heavy as the rest of her bountiful body. Ren is so dumbstruck that he does not realize the mask/breathing apparatus has been removed, for she has already taken his breath away literally and metaphorically.

"I have not bestowed onto you the right to look upon my form you peasant!"

Ren's abashed tomato face shoots to the floor. "Ah, f-forgive m-me your, um y-your highness! I-I meant n-no disrespect!"

"Oh? The lowly wretch thinks it can talk up to me? You will learn your place!"

The little Tenno slams to the floor as his cheeks burns from the palm of the Queen's left hand. She hauls him up effortlessly by his suit's collar, only to strike him down on the other cheek. "Speak again without permission and we shall see what becomes of you!"

The Elder one slides her tail over to the more petite one, whose body is white from head to toe. Her hair is styled into two cones that resemble horns almost and she appears to be younger overall. The larger sister growls something at her tinier sibling, calling her Worm. The little Queen huffs in annoyance before ordering the four guards to accompany her to the conference room, several floors above the throne room. That cutesy voice with those bright yellow sockets for eyes, is almost more unsettling than the pain in Ren's face. The Elder turns to Ren who remains on the floor, his shackled hands muffling his sniveling.

"You two! Bring this whelp to my chambers at once! I will be there momentarily." Her raspy command echoes.

"For what purpose, if we may ask your excellency?" A guard questions carefully.

"I hunger. His flesh is tender, perfect for a good protein slurry. I do so enjoy making them myself and this Tenno will provide for a scrumptious cuisine!"

Ren falls limp, has he come all this way just to be eaten? He does not even recall what his original assignment was, not that it matters anymore. After a short trip through a few doors and a quick elevator ride, the little Tenno is tossed inside the Elder Queen's bedroom. The tall, circular door of detailed Kuva aesthetic, closes behind him. His electric handcuffs still bind his hands as he scrambles to find a way out. There are no windows of any kind, the vents are bolted and his powers are suppressed. Not that they would do him any good; seeing as he skipped many of the lessons Teshin had in store for him. Ren walks over to what he assumes must be the Elder one's bed and finds on closer inspection that it is actually a pile of red oval cushions and pillows. A peculiar design he thinks, but he instantly changes his mind when his butt sinks to the bottom. It is a weightless feeling, the sort of dream you never wish to wake up from. But the little Tenno knows what will come for him soon and gets off the red bean bags.

The doors inevitably open after many tense minutes and the Elder Queen comes slinking in. She moves with the scepter as a cane, not out of difficulty walking but purely to display the weapon to all her subjects. The two guards insist on overseeing her safety, but a stern yell of questionable loyalty puts the elite warriors in their place. The red and black onion knights praise the Queen before bidding farewell. She slithers around as her chamber doors lock and finds the little Tenno knelt at the foot of the bed in front of her. His head is stooped low and his plea is but a small whimper of hope.

"P-please, please d-don't eat me! Oh by th-the Lotus I swear I'll d-do a-anything!" Ren cries into the soft red carpet that encompasses the room.

"How adorable, groveling for your worthless existence. Insects like you do not deserve to even be in my presence, let alone be allowed to look at me with such want."

"W-what?" Ren puts his cuffed hands on the ground to look up. "I-I w-wasn't! I w-would n-never!"

"Watch that tone child or else we will have a repeat of before." She raises her hand, this time her robotic right limb comes up.

"I'm sorry, I-I'm s-sorry! I w-won't talk b-back I p-promise!"

She moves closer until her curvy figure is inches from the cowering Tenno and he casts an ashamed glance down. "Good, I like obedient little boys. They make for the best snacks, ha-ha-ha!"

"N-no... I-I... d-don't w-wanna... d-d-die!"

The boy sniffs as he begins sobbing quietly in his hands. The Elder Queen wets her full and naturally colored lips with a slide of her tongue. She uses her scepter to lower herself to the bawling Tenno and brings her mouth to the side of his face. Ren moves his hands from his watery brown eyes to see the mature female's lips. The Elder one chomps the air, the clicking of her pearly whites so close to Ren makes him burst into tears once again. She recoils back to give a mean cackle and then grabs the trembling child by his short coffee colored pompadour. He screeches in fright as he is brought up and pleads to be let down.

"Beg! Beg me for mercy you runt! Aha-ha-ha-ha!"

The Elder Grineer matriarch has never toyed with anyone in this manner, most certainly not the servants of the Lotus. But Ren is unlike any operators she has had the pleasure of examining first hand. He is so young, his complexion so soft, his cries so submissive and his whimpers so maddeningly wonderful. She just wants to jam her fist into his gut and elicit more of those sweet moans of agony and pain. Her grip loosens on his hair and he slips as she thinks of an even better way to make him squeal. She catches him with her forearm mid-air, squeezing him against her torso and into her jutting cleavage. The little Tenno weeps onto the silky breast flesh directly, the softness of her skin making his body squirm under her arm's grasp.

"Stick out your tongue, young one."

Ren steadies his breathing to listen clearly, believing his ears to be deceptive.

"Lick them, show me your honesty Tenno and I might let you live." The large Grineer teases.

She watches as his eyes meet her fiery stare, slowly pushing his tongue past his small lips. It pokes the unbelievably tender forbidden meat of a woman that Sudo and the Lotus have advised him from ever even looking at, never mind covering them in his saliva. Ren slides his tongue with such force that each graze pulls her skin upwards. The Queen continues to eyeball the little Tenno impatiently as he does his best to lap at her exposed chest. He pauses for a moment, taking a gulp of air and then proceeding to press his lips all over them. Ren kisses the cleavage deeply, slobbering and even nipping at the softest meat to ever grace his mouth. The young male wants more, but the rest of her ample bosom is tucked underneath her Kuva wear. He looks up at the Elder and focuses his desire on those plump lips.

"Tell me runt, what is it that you want right now?"

Ren tries desperately to hold back, but the itching in his groin is too much for someone as innocent as he is. "I-I... I w-want to do n-naughty things to you!"

"Is that so? What sorts of naughty things? Perhaps I may permit you to indulge in your carnal desires if you agree on one condition."

"A-anything! Anything!" Ren hollers, rubbing his face into her bust.

"When the time comes, I will call upon you. And you will answer without question. Is that understood?"

"Yes! Yes! Y-yes!"

She lets go of Ren so that he plops to the floor with a pained grunt and thrusts the butt of her scepter into his stomach. He reels over, curled in anguish as the Elder one winds back the weapon again. "Yes, what?"

"Y-yes... my Queen..."

The Grineer matron looks on him scornfully as she snakes along and into her bedding. The gorgon monster of a woman lays back and lets her grubby tail hang off on the left side of the her many crimson clouds. She lifts her scepter into the air, it floats from her hands and stops at the center of the ceiling where a red glow of twinkling lights cradle the weapon. Ren timidly walks around to the right side of the bed and gawks at the figure of a grown woman. He steps forward with his head lowered respectfully and presents his bound hands to his empress. She ignores him, instead deciding to remove her headdress and letting her hair spill out. An unusual trait in Grineer as the Elder Queen has orange voluminous hair that ends at her shoulders. She also takes off the burden of her constricting torso piece to leave only a thin red cloth garb. The bumps of her areola's break the smoothness of her mammoth breasts, her thick nipples bleed through the red fiber.

"The restraints stay on, you are unworthy of touching me skoom." She coldly states.

"E-Elder one! C-can I at l-least be by y-your side?"

The Queen rolls on her right to face Ren, elevating her head on her palm. Those enormous knockers are sandwiched under their weight as they jostle around with every movement of her shoulders. Her motherly wide hips form a ramp at her waist with her torso, the sinful figure of the Queen forces Ren's pants to stretch more noticeably than before. A bending finger from her mechanical arm beckons him near and he clambers onto the bed hastily. Ren's mind feels numb, the surge of blood to his lower region does not happen too often in this manner. Once in a while he will have awakened with a glorious tent pitched and his sheets sullied, but Sudo has told him that it is a natural psychological phenomenon for all boys. Many of these wet dreams as his cephalon has described, are just his body's way of coping with his hormones. Of course, Sudo has kept a watchful eye and has never given the boy a chance to explore his body since the first time he caught Ren fiddling with his stiffy.

His pants feel as if they will break his cucumber in two if it continues to engorge, he begs the Elder as politely as he can to ease his suffering. She snorts contemptuously, grabbing the zipper of the Zariman suit's lower compartment and lazily pulls it down. Ren's face is relieved as his member flops out from his fly, a throbbing mass of male lust.

'What? How can this be?' The Queen thinks. 'He is hung like the Vil'Tar beasts of Earth! But he is so young and pure, no signs of corruption anywhere. His shaft has a few visible veins, the head is covered in just enough foreskin so that that his pink glans are still visible. His testicles look painfully swollen, as if he has never properly drained them. Not a trace of pubic hair on him and yet he looks more than capable of impregnating an entire harem of females, even one with a womb as resistant as mine! I could finally sire heirs to my empire... of Orokin blood.'

She weighs his hefty balls to feel the amount of potent male essence stored and licks her thick lips again. Ren whines from the stimulation of someone touching his genitals for the first time and he drops to his knees on the cushions from her squeezing.

"Elder! Elder! Th-that hurts! That hurts!"

"Silence you cur! Be grateful I am treating them so gingerly!" She replies angrily.

The boy's third leg curves downward as it cannot support its erect mass on its own. She stops groping his sperm banks to grip his squishy crown and starts to pull back his dick hoodie. The scent of his poorly washed rim makes her head spin, but she regains control of her thoughts. Ren is embarrassed by his terrible hygiene and moves his pelvis back a bit. But the mature female is not convinced and tugs the little male forward to better inhale his stench.

Ren's thoughts run rampant with desire. 'Oh her hot breath feels so good! I want those big lips around my penis now! Those boobs too, I wanna touch them so bad and suck on them all night! I don't care if she's a Grineer or a Queen, I just wanna do bad things to her!'

Once the massive female is finished smelling Ren, she relinquishes her hold on his crown and the phallus bounces back into position. The boy yelps as his dong is slapped once and he attempts to shield his woody from more sudden abuse.

"What are you doing?" The Elder Queen demands to know.

"Y-you, you just hit my p-penis! I-I don't l-like that..."

"Show it to me pup, or else."

Ren's eyes clench shut to hold his tears in. "Please, n-no hitting. J-just no hitting."

"You think you can tell me what I can and cannot do? You have forgotten your place Tenno!"

The Queen smacks the boy's hard dick repeatedly, with her metal palm and back hand. She does not strike his organ hard enough to cause serious injury, but the pain is more than any adult male could bear. Ren is unable to endure more than ten hits before he falls on his side crying, his cock still pulsating with need. Her face is pleased with his pain as she moves above the trembling and sobbing mess that is the little Tenno. He sees her closing in and beseeches her to spare him.

"E-Elder pl-please n-no m-more! I'll b-be good, I p-promise! I promise!"

"Is that so? I am glad to hear that, now come here! You are in need of more discipline!"

Ren shudders as he walks on his knees over the bed and closer to her. She unveils more of her body, showing her pudgy abdomen and navel while still hiding her chest. His eyes still dribble a few spouts of water as he shakes violently and his lips quiver. The Elder Queen orders the boy to lie back on her so she can deliver his deserving punishment. Ren climbs onto the female as gently as he can, doing as told and holding his bound hands dearly to his face. At his left and right, completely obscuring his view are the huge red covered, squished globes of his dominatrix. He tilts his head up on her sternum to see her chin is down and her eyes link with his.

Her hand seizes his penis just below the head and around the thick girth of his most endowed section. But the boy is relieved to see it is her other flesh and bone appendage whose fingers wrap around his shaft. Ren's gaze is fixated on her own stare as he submissively awaits her next move. He half expects her nails to dig into his sensitive tip and rend the skin away until he spurts blood, but no pain befalls his manhood. The Elder one watches his contorting expressions of bliss as she lightly runs her single hand up and down his love muscle. She observes with intrigue at the sporadic twitch of his pelvis to the air, his gasps and whines fill the room. Ren does not know where to turn to as he is terrified of accidentally brushing his cheek against her one of huge hooters. The Queen asks if it hurts that much, the little Tenno can barely answer coherently through his slurred words of ecstasy.

The Grineer says to him "Do you like this punishment my little Tenno?

"Yes! Y-yes Elder! Please d-don't stop! Oh th-thank you, thank you!"

"Do not stop? Well if you say so... just remember, you said not to stop."

Ren thrusts his hips energetically, doing his hardest to mate with her hand without remorse. How can this be punishment the boy is wondering, surely it must be a reward. Poor, naïve little Ren, how easily the older female ensnares his innocent body in her trap. Only after half an hour of this endless stroking does Ren see the problem that he was so oblivious to. Her hand, it never slows down nor speeds up. When she weighed the boy's sack, it was not simply to see how heavy they were, but to also feel how backed up his baby pudding was. Her pumping hand would be enough to drive any male to the promise lands, but the little Tenno's large quantity of sticky jizz jammed into those cantaloupes would need nothing less than a good warm snatch to wring him dry. He finally understands where the suffering part comes in as he is never any closer to scratching that itch or letting himself go flaccid.

The little male tries to end his torment by humping away at her hand, but his wild antics test the massive mature female's patience. She cups one of his heavy balls with her prosthetic metal hand and threatens to crush it unless he settles down. He instantly freezes, sniveling again in complete terror of having his nuts squished. Ren concentrates on controlling his body and tolerating her tempting rubs for as long as he must. What he does not account for is how long this session drags on for, it feels endless like the Void itself. When the Elder does grow tired of teasing her captive subject, she moves her organic hand from his dick meat to his chin.

"Good boy, you did well enduring your punishment. Now what do you say we move on?"

Ren's voice is sleepy and he meekly turns into his hands to speak. "Wh-why are y-you doing this t-to me? I know you h-hate my guts, just k-kill me already i-if you want."

"Kill you? I suppose I can put you out of your misery little one. A shame really, here I was going to offer a reward for your perseverance. But oh well..."

She hovers her robotic hand over his face as Ren eyes dart everywhere in panic. Not caring anymore, he shifts to his side and buries his head into her abundant tightly wrapped tit flesh. The Elder swears she hears him calling for his mother while nestling himself deeper into her warm bosom and waits another second.

"Are you sure you do not want your reward? I will not ask you again."

His voice is faint as he projects it right into her chest. He wants it.

"Okay, listen closely then."

When the pale skinned deity finishes telling him, Ren is diffident to oblige. But she emphasizes how it will feel much better than his alleged punishment and that he could do no wrong to her. First, she tells him to stick up his mitts, he is disturbed by how easily her normal hand crushes the electrical link between the cuffs without so much as a flinch of mild irritation on her visage. Second, he moves lower to her wide hips that he could run around for a good workout and begins undoing her Kuva apparel. He goes through her dress, the folds of leathery fittings and dangling segments until reaching a crimson loin cloth tied around that godly waist via red straps.

"Uh, Elder? Can I really t-take it all off? Is it alright w-with you?"

"If you stay within the boundaries I have set then you are free to proceed."

"O-okay..." His voices trails off into a mumble as he contemplates going further.

The Elder rolls her golden iris under her eyelids with an exasperated sigh. She shoves his shaky hands away and hikes up the cloth herself in one swift move. Ren's very first impression of the female orifice is a hairy and plump wet mouth of pink coloration. The powerful odor coming from the slit reeks, but it is making his dick jump all over the place like crazy. While her thighs disappear halfway into the grub-tail, her crotch shows no signs of impurities or augments. That meaty vagina kisses the tip of Ren's aching dick as he slides his girth beneath it. She has not given Ren permission to mate with her, not that the young little Tenno even knows what copulation is yet. His forearm long member is tucked under her fat snatch and generous thigh flesh that cradles the burning rod so delicately. The pleasure flooding his ignorant mind causes Ren to collapse onto the enormous Elder, her warm belly and chest makes for an excellent bed.

He just lays on her, arms digging into her soft sides and face burrowing in her abundant bosom. The boy's hips yearn to hump her relentlessly, but he is certain such heinous actions would be considered going beyond his boundaries. Ren feels her gentle hand ruffle his brown head and he turns up with bulging eyes.

"Elder? Did I d-do something w-wrong?"

"No, you are pleasing your Queen like a proper male should." She caresses his scalp before continuing. "I do grow weary of our fun though, we shall rest for now. Come tomorrow I will punish you more."

"Wha- no! Y-you can't! Elder, you j-just said you were p-pleased! Wh-why? I d-did everything you w-wanted!" The boy cries.

"Hush! Raise your voice to me ever again and I will..." Her lips become silent as Ren quietly bawls his eyes out and clings to her.

She growls, dimming the lights and tossing a red blanket just over the sobbing brat. He does not cry for long as her grinding pussy tuckers him out and he slumbers quietly against her warmth. The night is serene with the exclusion of the every so often twitch of the sturdy cock stuck in her thighs and overjoyed subconscious moans of the boy.

The next day begins with a knock at her chamber door and the whining wail of Worm Queen annoyed at Elder's tardiness.

"Would you hurry it up already? How long do you plan on keeping the royal advisors waiting! They came all this way just to hear your orders in person!"

The small Worm barges in, the Kuva guards gripping their helmets in horror for what their leader's usual bickering will sound like this time.

"There you are! Still in bed? Honestly now, what would our legions think if they saw their Queen lazing about like a slob!"

The Elder rises off her back slightly, the sensation in her groin reminding her not to remove the sheets. "Calm yourself Worm! I will be there; just give me a few moments to prepare and tell those fossils to wait a bit longer."

"Fine! But if I have start without you then I will! Hmph!" The pouting Worm spins on her heels and marches out the door.

The huge Grineer Queen flicks her wrist for the guards to initiate the lock on her doors before sighing heavily and lifting the blanket. Down below, little Ren has been engulfed by her vulgar feminine stench and his are eyes distant. She can feel how soaked his male organ has become from being kissed and squeezed all night long by her plump labia and inner thigh meat. His hips thrust ever so weakly as his mind has been devoured by her intoxicating smell and touch for such a prolonged period. She should scold him now for disobeying her and doing as he desires, but the Elder does not have time to spare and grudgingly hauls her massive frame off the bed along with her tiny trapped male.

"Enough you whelp, off! I have duties that need addressing!"

"Nnnngh! I-I can't, I can't! I'm s-stuck!" Ren whimpers.

"Refusing your Queen is punishable by death, did you know that little Tenno?"

He frantically tries to free himself, but the length and width of his manhood makes it impossible, coupled with the pressure and fat of her cooch. "But y-you're the o-one th-that won't let go! I'm trying, I'm t-trying so hard! I really a-am I sw-swear! Elder please!"

She snickers with a smug grin and begins to snake her way over to a piece of furniture, searching through her clothes. "If you are truly stuck as you claim to be, then I suppose I can overlook this disobedient behavior just this once."

"Wh-what are you gonna do to me th-then?"

"I must attend this meeting you see, but since I have you latched on I have no choice but to bring you with me."

She whips out a sort of harness that looks too well design for someone of Ren's size. Her hand tugs the boy off by his collar as she lightens her snatch snare, and she pounces on him once he is on the floor. Ren's whispers are meaningless to her as the Elder rips his transference suit to shreds and leaves him completely bare.

"H-hey my clothes!"

"Hush and be still child! If you are to come with me than there are a few more rules you will follow."

The body harness is strapped forcibly to his thighs and around his waist. She ties the rest of the set along her belly, Ren dangles off her like a mountain climber. His baby-maker is jabbing and pushing her right below her navel where her womb lies. The obviously flustered young tiny Tenno hides in his hands as the Elder grabs his attention and his dick.

"If anyone, and I mean anyone figures out what we are up too then I will strip the very skin from your male flesh until it is nothing more than a dripping bloody stump! Is that clear!"

"Yes... ma'am."

"Good! Now that you understand this, we can go."

The large Grineer starts dawning the rest of her Kuva garb, tall headdress and other segments when Ren brings up a question.

"But Elder, h-how will I fit w-with my thingy all hard and b-big like this?"

"Silly me, I was in such a rush to get dressed I almost forgot about you."

She gave him no warning.

Clutching his tight little bum, she positioned his untainted manhood at her cooter and rammed the whole thing inside in one go. She attempts to put on her remaining pieces when Ren's limp body convulses, his gasping startling her. The Elder puts a palm to her forehead and waits in vexation for him to finish. The young male's jaw is loose, his eyes unable to leave the image of that hot sticky hole that has swallowed his entire length. His thick jets of warm cum shooting into her big pussy, he was not able to get halfway in before orgasming instantly.

"Pathetic, you could not even last a second? This will not do at all! You definitely are in need of more training!" She mocks as the boy takes several minutes to unload his accumulated gallon of spunk deep into her. He looks up to say something, but the pleasure makes his head feel light and words fall off his tongue.

"Such a healthy and filling amount of seed you are giving me! It is so forceful and strong, how this gift is wasted on a lowly Tenno runt like you!"

She dresses herself up entirely after taunting him some more. Ren is constrained by her form fitting Kuva attire to the point where he cannot pull back his hips at all. His raging cock is thus tightly secured in her starved mature cunt, its silky moist walls are constantly massaging and sucking him for another helping of young cream. He is thankful for her lower larval tail, which is actually an advanced prosthetic piece in place of the legs that she lacks, since it has enough room for his own feet to hang comfortably. Due to her crimson robes, various decorative bits of Kuva gear, Ren's form is largely unnoticeable from the outside. The Elder slides on, greeting and saluting all the elite guards and troops she encounters along the way. Unknown to any of them, their mortal enemy has his fat prick balls deep in their Queen.

Ren knows nothing other than the blackness and warmth of her soft body. When she slithers, the Elder must move her thighs back and forth as if walking normally. Her every motion inches him slightly up and down, compelling him to breed whether he wants to or not. Another batch of fresh cum bubbles in his dick, but he hears the voices of others and panics. He is unsure whether it is alright for him to fire into her hole now and kisses and licks her skin as a warning. The Queen listens inattentively to whoever is conversing with her at the moment and the boy suddenly feels a gentle pressure on him from the outside. It is her hand stroking his back while she muses over his efforts to inform her.

'Oh my, how considerate! He really feels the need to announce his ejaculation to me? Do not insult me youngling, I know far before even you do when your next orgasm will be!'

Ren hears the other voices ask the Elder if her stomach is feeling ill. She disregards their concerns, stating that she merely did not stuff her belly enough this morning and bids them goodbye. The Elder slithers into an archway of pillars and hides behind one to more comfortably enjoy her next meal of hot protein slurry. She smiles warmly, feeling his shivering form and pulsating hard meat as that plentiful seed floods her lady parts again.

'Still as thick and copious as the first! I am impressed little Tenno. How much more can you give me I wonder?'

The boy's virility begins to waver, but since Ren shows not grows, it makes no difference to the warden and her pussy prison. He cringes and squirms from how sensitive he has become and wishes he could just have a few seconds to rest. The Elder knows this as well, the fact that he came so quickly the first time is all the proof she needs to know of his tenderness.

Everything is quiet for a few minutes when an abrupt uproar of hullabaloo fills his ears. It must be those advisors Ren thinks, then that would mean she has arrived to the meeting. Many more salutations and banter are thrown around to the Queen before she sits down. Her thick thighs now clamp harder around the boy's hips, her immense weight threatening to crush his pelvis. It does not help Ren that he is sweating and every breath he takes is filled with her erotic aroma that gets him stiff again quicker than he would like. But the pain is too great, he digs his hands around her hips whose width prevents him from reaching that stupidly huge ass and he skims her skin considerately with his nails. The sitting matriarch, yawning from the bombardment of the older Grineer advisors and their prepositions and requests, feels the little Tenno.

His rubs his face against her massive under-boobage, his tiny lips pecking at the packaged meat orbs. The Elder catches on as the bone crushing pressure relaxes and lets Ren rest peacefully for the duration of the conference. He finds that she speaks less and prefers to listen more to what the other Grineer have to say. No critical information about their next big move is heard sadly and the child grows anxious. The thought does cross his mind eventually, how easy it would be to wriggle a hand up to those jugs and fondle them to his heart's content. There is no way she could effectively stop him with so many eyes on her.

At a long irregular shaped, metallic table, a row of some twenty distinguishable Grineer sit bickering. The Elder Queen is sat at the far end with two Kuva sumos near and the Worm Queen on her right side. They are both seated on the usual comfy thrones of cushions that Grineer are so fond of. Everything goes smoothly the Elder believes, the old crones resolve nothing as per every seminar she attends. But this time she has a living dildo pumping her ravenous womanhood, attached to the cutest and most submissive little Tenno she has ever captured. What could possibly go wrong?

"Oh!"

"Eh? Something wrong, sister?" The lesser Worm asks.

"No, it is nothing. I just remembered something important regarding um, Tyl Regor's research. Something of a breakthrough for the Grineer I heard."

"Yes? That is interesting I suppose, but do try to control your excitement from now on. You are the head Queen after all."

"Right you are, Worm. My apologies."

The Elder's eyes look around the room to ensure no one else is watching, less they witness her heavy breasts being pushed. His little fingers have sunk into her globes from below as his palms exert just a wee bit of strength, enough to move them but not to make it notable. Or so Ren and the matron thought. Worm's yellow peepers squint, staring intently until she is certain she can see what appears to be the outline of a hand and forearm in the Elder's garb. Worm has her doubts, but her qualms are settled once she sees the weak glow of pink over the larger Queen's cheeks. The assembly concludes and everyone turns to the exit to begin heading out and saying their farewells to their great leader. The Elder Queen seems especially eager to leave as shown from her hurried departure and long strides of her grubby tail.

The Elder gets a glimpse of Worm's white, small figure strutting quickly from behind and she amps up her speed.

"Hey! Sister! Why are you running from me? I just wish to speak! Rrrrgh! I know you can hear me!"

The slithering Queen twists in an out of view, vanishing after several turns around a corner. But Worm knows the inner sanctum of the fortress better than the Elder and coerces the sidewinder into a dead end. She might be lagging behind, but she knows by now the Elder must be stumped as to why there is a pointless wall with no exit before her.

"Argh! Why is there no door here!" She looks around and then unfastens some of her attire. Ren bursts forth from her chest with a hiss, jabbing his tongue out defensively. "Are you just about done being idiotic?"

"I th-think so? Why are you moving s-so fast Elder? My p-penis felt like it w-was gonna snap!"

"If we get found out then I will make it snap!" She quickly starts loosening the straps on the boy. "Worm the younger, she noticed your inexcusable acts back their brat!"

"D-does this mean your gonna strip the skin off my thingy?"

"Yes, but not now. I must hide you, elsewhere!"

Moments later, little Worm dashes around the corner to spot the other Queen with her back to the wall.

"Aha! Caught you now, sister!" She stamps her feet over.

"What can I do for you, Worm?"

"Do not play coy with me! I saw it all back there in the conference room, not to mention you ran from me too! You are most definitely hiding something. I can smell it!"

She approaches the curvy, older Grineer who demands to know what she intends to do.

"Nothing really, I just wanted to- gotcha! Ha, I knew it!" Worm hollers while groping the Elder's belly. Coming up empty aside from pudgy stomach she is molesting. Frustrated with the results, she turns to those melons and roughly feels them up.

"Worm! Stop this foolishness already! I told you never to behave this way outside our chambers!"

"But I know I saw them move! I do not quite comprehend this game you are playing at, sister. But I will find out, one way or another. Mark my words!"

As quickly as the small Queen came, she was gone and left the other Grineer alone. Or so it appeared as the Elder swivels her head back to her bulbous booty. The little Tenno is embracing her waist passionately; his pelvis parting those thick pale ass cheeks. In her haste, she shoved his erect member up her rectum and popped her anal cherry in one excruciating plunge. She can hear his quiet apologies from behind, seething with anger however, she compresses her sphincter with all her might. Her attempts to discipline him fail as his third profuse ropes of jizz gush up her bum like a hose.

"No, no, no! Imbecile, you do not squander your essence up that way! Stop it! Stop ejaculating so much in there!"

Her way back to her room is humiliating. Having to speak to others with her innards sloshing with seed in the wrong hole. Worse than the sensation of his thick cock spreading her virgin asshole, is the feeling of wanting to empty her bowels. Her scowling visage wards off any curious bodies that inquire of her exaggerated rear shakes.

"Out of my way!" She barks to the Kuva guards at her chamber entrance and orders them to make sure she has no visitors for the rest of the day.

She yanks off her articles of Kuva gear, getting at the straps around her abdomen and undoing them. Ren does not fall though, gripping her plentiful ass meat and using his member to stay hooked. The angry Grineer has trouble getting a hold on the boy as she bounces her butt around.

"Get off me runt! No one degrades me like that and lives!"

"N-no way! You'll k-kill me!"

"That is the point!" She roars while wiggling back and forth.

"W-wait! Can I have j-just one l-last request at least?"

She freezes, blowing some gruff groans through her mouth. "That depends on what this request is Tenno."

"All I-I want b-before I die is..."

"Say it already!"

"A k-kiss!" Ren announces honestly.

"Ugh, you mean that revolting thing you inferior races do with your lips? What a waste of a parting request. So be it then, come."

Ren pulls out of her bum and removes the last pieces of straps from his thighs and waist. He walks timidly before the buxom Queen and scales the fluff of her cushioned bedding. She still needs to lean in and arch her back to be at eye level with the little Tenno. Ren has never done this either, but he needs to make it last if he wishes to enjoy his last moments of existence. His hands carefully touch her face, leading her full lips to his own. The Elder does not go around planting wet ones frequently as oral play not involving genitals is not common for Grineer and thus, she too is a bit of a beginner. Their mouths mash into one another, the large female's instinct tells her to overpower this weakling. Ren gives in without a fuss, letting himself be knocked back while the Grineer brute pins him beneath her. Her tongue fills his mouth and he practically gulps her saliva down his esophagus. Those big lips suck him in so awkwardly, but with such energy behind her intent.

He can hear her growing moans overlapping his scared whines. She keeps her right, metal limb clasping his hair possessively to continue pressing her lips all over his. Ren's eyes peek through her orange hair that falls around him to watch how her other organic hand rubs his shaft savagely. She pumps it too enthusiastically for his liking, but his escaping pre-seminal fluid would beg to differ. The Elder's lips pop of his elated expression and she lets go of his willy to fully remove all her clothing.

"E-Elder? I th-thought you were g-gonna kill me?"

"Shut up you useless Tenno skoom! You and your stupid mouth have made me all hot and bothered. Take care of it, now!"

"Uh? S-sure, I can do th-that." He blushes, while waiting for her to get into whatever position she so desires.

Her nude body crawls onto her stomach to lay flat on the red cushions. She bends her elbows to rest on her hands, wagging her fat caboose invitingly. The young Tenno scurries over her stocky tail to sit on her soft thighs and two-hands his meat stick. The Elder raises a brow as she feels his fist-sized tip punching her thick ass cheeks repeatedly and tells him to not be so hurried. Ren nudges her rear a few more times before sliding between the chasm of flesh and following the heat of her moist womanhood as his guide. His glans smooch her plump pussy lips and the young Tenno firmly grabs some of her ass meat in both hands to firmly hold on for the long ride ahead. She finds herself groaning from his slow penetration as her slick walls coil around him. The boy's hips are deep in her cheeks, the amount of jiggling rump roast she has is too much for even his length.

Ren's initial humps are clumsy, but he finds a rhythm and technique he likes after much thrusting. He wonders if the Elder is pleased with his attempts as it seems only his noisy grunts fill the room while she does nothing more than breathe. He wants to hear her voice humming in delight like moments ago when their lips touched. But his efforts to satisfy the huge female are too confident, for a little whippersnapper like him to make a lady like her scream is but a far cry. Ren strains to hold back that heavenly sensation of his cum spewing inside her hot innards and flops onto her big ass in defeat. He gazes at her naked, pale back in self-loathing as his premature shot drenches her womb. Her hand scratches his scalp gently as her rough voice hits him.

"Hey, why are you upset?"

"It, i-it happened too fast! Does th-this mean I'm n-no good?"

She laughs haughtily, before eyeing him. "Of course you are no good, you are but a freshly milked virgin boy. Lucky you are that my womanhood was feeling merciful and did not leave you limp! Now stop your whining, just how many males do you think have ever had the luxury of tasting my fruit?"

"So it's okay if I try again?"

"Huh, again? No! This old body is not brimming with youth as it used to be and either way, my womb is more than well fed now."

"Elder that's not fair!" He protests, pushing his member until he manages to just tap her cervix. "Please, please, please! I wanna keep putting it in your big butt! I d-don't ever w-wanna stop!"

"You crave my body that badly, even though I am withered and cruel? Tell me something, what is your name little Tenno?"

"R-Ren. W-what's yours?" The boy says shying into her back.

"Sela, Sela Ver'Koom. But you must refer to me as Elder regardless, for you are my slave from this day forth and I am your master. You do not breathe unless I allow it, is that understood?"

The boy agrees knowingly and nuzzles her back with a sappy smile. "Elder, can I do it just one more time then? I'm r-really at my l-limit here, I want you so bad it hurts."

"Argh! Alright! But only one more time and that is it! After that I will not tolerate you any longer. Hurry up and finish!"

Ren cries with joy and tries desperately to claim the first woman he has ever known. Sela sighs in exasperation as her slave pronounces his lust for her body with every pound at her large behind. There is no way the Queen will be getting any rest, his steadfast vitality cannot bode well for her greedy libido.

-This needs to get a part 2, I just can't leave it like this! Sorry for those that didn't much care for this chapter, I assure you after this segment is done I'll change direction. But yeah, I never did say that the one-shots would be limited to a single chapter. The stories will endear until I feel they have reached a climax and something significant has been dealt with.

End Note: For the Elder queen's real name, since nothing has been mention by DE, I just made it up for the sake of not saying her title all the time which got old real fast. If you guys manage to connect the dots, then I'm sure you enjoyed that reveal at the end as much as I did!