-Sorry for the wait guys, but here it is! I don't like boasting about the length of individual chapters because content matters more than quantity does, but oh lord did I lose some sleep on this one. Continuing where chapter eleven left off, Ren is now enslaved aboard the Kuva Fortress and is but a mere plaything for the Grineer matriarch Sela.
Side note: Are you serious? The Trooper is the actual name for the Sobek wielding Grineer unit? But I've been saying grenadier this whole time like an idiot! Bloody hell, why'd nobody tell me this? Ugh, too much Gears of War. Need to stop!
Chapter 12: Elder Queen: Shota Tamer Vol. 2
Before he knew it, a whole week had passed as Ren's new life as a slave had begun. But it did not feel like the traditional Grineer slavery, laboring till death from either exhaustion or starvation. He was also not subjected to constant verbal and physical abuse, at least not from anyone other than the Queens themselves. Which is to say things were not all bad for the little Tenno who had lost all his natural liberties as a sentient being. If anything, Ren's status would be more closely related to that of a concubine or mistress. Though that would imply there are others in the boy's position, there are not and he shares this oppression alone. It did come as a shock to Worm the lesser, when Elder the greater revealed the boy and her intentions for him. The smaller Queen was outraged to have such a secret hidden from her and is perhaps the most opposed to Ren's integration. She cannot however, go against the Elder's decision without the unanimous support of the royal advisors who aid in vetoing or revoking sudden statements like these.
And thus, Worm waits impatiently for a verdict from the consultants. She does enjoy bullying the little Tenno slave when possible and has the boy cowering in fear at the sound of that high-pitched voice of hers. The Elder as well adores torturing him, but Ren endures it for a chance at being rewarded. Pleasing Sela, if she is in a generous mood, will sometimes result in a show of kindness that is always temporary. It is that fleeting moment of satisfaction that prevents him from attempting to escape, that and the location tracking collar around his neck. Aside from this incentive, Ren was able to communicate with his liset using a short range communication's station in hallway near Sela's chamber. The boy was flabbergasted at the words of his cephalon Sudo, the entity seemed more thrilled than apprehensive for Ren's life. Sudo had told him of how perfect his situation had become as he was now at the heart of the Grineer operations. In a sense, he could gather data unrestricted and relay that information back to Sudo via his cerebral implant. The boy did not share the cephalon's enthusiasm and reluctantly accepted his new assignment, scrapping whatever the old one might have been.
But Ren had permitted his thoughts to occupy his attention for too long as he traveled through a corridor. The boy walked right into the Elder Queen that slithered ahead and bounced off her massive posterior. Her headdress swiveled back to reveal an irritated stare and snort from her face as it scrutinized the tiny trembling form on the ground.
"Forgive me! I d-didn't mean to bump into y-you S-Sela-" Ren covers his mouth in horror, noticing how he just referred to the Kuva Empress. "I-I meant master! I m-mean Queen! I mean E-Elder!"
The Elder keeps her raised hand hovering above the shivering boy, her gaze burning like the cinders off a flame. She has found herself at odds with this tiny Tenno, who in no less than seven days, had shared more intimacy with her than any other being she has ever known. His body that is decorated by a skimpy lingerie which sticks to him like a second set of skin, itches her female desire. The revealing undergarments are of Kuva design, masking Ren's mouth and forearms in a red veil. A small fraction of his pectoral region is covered, leaving much of his torso bare and most of the apparel's focal points are on the lower section. His naked feet are complimented by the lack of clothing on his legs and does not take away from the center piece of his crotch. What appear to be a sort of latex spats hugs his tight bum as well as three ornamental Kuva tassels can be seen between his legs. They are not just for show, beneath the hanging ornate pieces lies the Queen's personal stress reliever hidden behind one of the tassels clinging to Ren's thigh. The coverings are the same length and width as Ren's girth, so no matter how much Ren moves around, the Elder will not need to worry about her possession being harassed.
"Elder?" He calls, peeking through his arms that hide him.
"Alright now, show them to me. You obviously need more discipline if you cannot follow a simple order such as walking behind me."
He whimpers, putting out his shaking hands before the Grineer matron. "I'm s-sorry..."
The loud smack of her left fleshy palm hitting the back of each of his hands at least three times drowns out the humming of the corridor lights above. Once she is finished, the boy instantly retracts them into his armpits while tightening his eyelids to hold his tears in. Sela has made it clear that she despises sniveling and will beat him twice over, should he cry in her presence. Ren looks up to find her cold expression leaving him as she turns around. He hears the stern bark of her command to follow and rushes to her side. But her snarl reminds him that his place is at her rear, to which he has no qualms with.
As they stroll beyond the corridor, they cross a large foyer patrolled by a few heavy units and two elite guards. Ren can sense the disgust and hatred piercing him from the scowls and glares of the soldiers passing them. They salute their leader, only to growl at the small Tenno tailing behind her. The little slave keeps his chin down and ignores the disapproving murmurs of the males. The gossip of the females however, is just as frightening. The poor boy soon learns that he must be vigilant at all times as a quick turn to his left leaves him without his Queen's protection. He hears of few of the whistles and sinister chuckles coming from some elite Lancers, Troopers and one large Bombard. Ren stumbles, looking back at them while racing ahead. But the cold robotic limbs that have caught him are undeniably that of some Grineer wishing to get a crack at the defenseless little Tenno. To make matters worse, his slave collar nullifies the use of his inner abilities, if he even could use them at all.
The metal hands embracing him are that of another giant, a heavy Gunner has him and eagerly presents her catch to a Ballista and Scorpion coming into view. All three of them are wearing their face plates, the glow of their red sockets only making him more anxious.
"Such soft and light skin, I am so jealous!" The Scorpion groans groping Ren's right thigh. The Ballista too feels up the boy, running her false fingers up his tender back.
"Huh, and here I thought the Tenno were as vile as the puppets they play with. This one looks no more dangerous than a Kavat yearling."
Ren shudders, his arms hanging at his sides and his brown eyes locked on the quiet Gunner. "Pl-please put me d-down miss, I d-don't want any trouble."
"Oh?" The heavy Grineer unit finally says, glancing over at her two comrades. "Ha-ha-ha! Is that so? Well that is too bad cutie, because me and the girls here are looking for a good time!"
"No, miss pl-please let me go! Ah! Wh-what are y-you gonna do to me?"
Ren attempts to apologize, but the Gunner muffles his voice and holds him firmly while the other two molest him further. The Ballista and Scorpion both squeeze that thick rod they have been eyeing since they first saw him, Ren begs them to stop through his stifled cries. The women propose dragging him to a tucked away corner of the lobby and taking turns mounting him. They plan to thoroughly ride the scared little Tenno as he starts sobbing for the Elder to save him. The trio attempt to get by with their plundered booty unseen, but a scuffle with those Grineer males gives Ren the opportunity he needs to escape.
He slides out of the Gunner's hold while the Bombard and some Lancers demand they hand over the boy. Ren races past a few other baffled soldiers with the horny females and angry males in pursuit. The little Tenno gives them the slip underneath a bench, watching the feet of the rowdy groups zooming by and waiting until it is safe to come out. When he does, the menacing frown of the Elder rains down upon him.
"Your face, why is it wet? Have you been crying? Well? Speak when spoken to slave!"
"Y-yes... yes I-I was... I'm sorry... Elder..." He snivels, while waiting for her scolding hand.
"Tell me why."
"Some soldiers were b-bullying me back there. They w-were doing inappropriate th-things to me. I t-told them to stop, but th-they wouldn't listen."
Sela is not oblivious to the daily mistreatment of the little slave by her people, though this is the first she is hearing of sexual harassment. It does not sit well with the Queen to know other females are trying to get a piece of Ren's meat even when he is clearly labeled as hers. She pulls the boy forward by his collar and fishes around in one of her Kuva wear's pockets. Ren sees a short chain swinging from her hand and puts his fists to his veiled mouth in a yelp.
He hears a click and then a tug forward prompts him to look at his leash that the Elder grasps in her hand. Ren is jerked again, almost tripping, but managing to grab onto Sela's wide hips for support. The little Tenno instinctually backs up and offers his hands in repentance, but the Elder simply moves on with her leashed pup.
"Um, Elder? You're not mad?"
"I am my little Tenno, but that can wait till later. My belly aches and it would be most rude to keep Worm waiting for us any longer." Sela says with an occasional yank of the chain to purposely stagger the boy.
"D-do I have to g-go Master? Y-you know W-Worm hates me..."
"Yes I know, you should hear her drone on about what she would do to you. Absolutely horrible things I guarantee! Ehe-he-he-he!"
Ren does not like the sound of that, not one bit and plans to be as quiet as a field Murska. It takes another trip through some hallways, an observatory and a quick elevator ride before they reach the dining room. The four-meter-high red and black doors grind open to display the massive banquet area. A table spanning a mile from one end to the other, surrounded by rows of chairs, chandeliers from the ceiling, and even Grineer banners and paraphernalia is strung about on the walls. At the middle, there is a notable cushion of mattress sized proportion that Ren assumes is where Sela sits and next to that is a tinier version that must be for Worm.
The boy looks around to find only the four guardians, two stationed at each entrance but no sign of the diminutive leader. Regardless, Sela urges her slave on so that her huge caboose can sink into the comfortable seat. Ren inquires as to whether he will stand and is picked up by his collar and dropped in the chair next to Worm's cushion. Ren goes on to ask the Elder if he may preferably stand beside her, but Worm's exasperated whine renders him motionless.
"Ugh! Sister! What did we discuss about letting that runt eat at the table! If anything, he should dine with the Drahks and Kavats like the animal he is!"
"Hush Worm! Do not test me when I am hungry, you know how moody I get."
The small Queen growls a response and jumps onto her seat between Sela and Ren. She twists her head right and narrows her anger on the little Tenno.
"Hey! Are you going to greet your Queen properly or should I beat some manners into you, skoom?"
Ren gets to his feet and bows while mumbling a formal welcome.
"That is better, but I still have to look upon your hideous form while I eat! How nauseating!"
"Settle down Worm, our meals have arrived. If you plan to quarrel with him like a child, then why not make yourself scarce? You will ruin my appetite." The Elder states hostilely.
"From the way you eat dear sister, that should not be a problem."
The clashing gaze of the twin Queens is fierce enough to make Ren cringe in his seat, the aroma of food in the air lures him back. Six figures emerge from the opposite door, presumably servants of some kind as they carry the plates that emit that delectable scent. These Grineer are dressed from head to toe in nothing but a scarlet robe encompassing every inch of their body. The faceless and ambiguous servants pay no mind to the bickering of their superiors and stand in pairs, one duo at each of the seated guest's back. Elder and Worm regain their composure as the featureless and silent reds prepare to set the food before them. Ren cocks his head back, puzzled by only one plate being placed for him and Worm, while a four-plate banquet is given to Sela. His nose pulls the rest of the boy to the plate below him, for a predominately violent and militaristic race, Grineer sure can whip up some mouthwatering delicacies.
His dish, substantially more than the scraps any slave would be lucky to have, is the roasted burly haunch of some beast. The skin is a golden-brown layer marinated in a sweet-smelling sauce, topped with traces of a Martian spice that Ren distinctly remembers. The rest is merely fillers of some mashed Ruk roots that are essentially potatoes for Grineer and some greens for extra pizzazz. He peeks over at Worm's plate to find a sort of deep sea crustacean that he knows is found exclusively in the darkest corners of Europa's oceans; worth easily a sum of one-hundred-thousand credits for a single leg from the arthropod. Ren cannot fathom the cost of the four dishes the Elder has, probably enough to buy a new orbiter and landing craft. The provocatively dressed little slave waits for the cue from his overseers to begin feasting and picks up one of the three silver utensils.
The crispy flesh and succulent juices bathing his taste buds make him involuntarily moan from the heavenly flavor. He finds he has caught the raised brow of Worm who frowns at him before crunching the shell of the crab between her teeth. The bits of carapace falling from her white lips as she watches him is disconcerting, but nowhere near the show of savagery from the Elder's demonstration of royal dining etiquette.
Worm smirks, seeing the food tumbling from the boy's hanging jaw and focused stare on her larger sister. "Appalling, would you not agree miserable wretch?"
Ren shakes himself back to reality and listens to the small Queen as she leans in to his ear.
"Look at her, like a terrestrial cetacean! Stuffing her gullet in such a shameless manner! Not that my dear sister even cares, that fat slob."
"W-Worm, you sh-shouldn't talk about the Elder like th-that. You two are siblings." Ren responds.
"Do not tell me that you are infatuated with my obscene sister, why else would you speak on her behalf?"
The head matriarch is too enthralled by the food in her hands and maw to bother with their conversation. Her hands, cheeks and even cleavage are all greasy with bits and pieces of cooked meat that she voraciously tears into. Worm clasps her right hand on Ren's scalp and makes him scan the room for the guards before speaking.
"Look at them all slave, see how they lust after blubber butt over here! There is not a single Grineer warrior that does not dream of getting the chance to bed her. It is laughable how ridiculous males are."
"Wh-what do y-you mean by that Worm?" Ren says shyly as she slings her whole arm around his neck.
"Vor, Lech Kril, Vay Hek, Sargus'Ruk and even his brother, all those meat heads go around flaunting their power just so Sela will shake her obscene posterior their way! Sargus Ruk's brother whose name escapes me, is especially smitten by her and tries so pathetically to court my dear sister every time he visits. Honestly now, it feels like Tyl Regor is the only male whose efforts are genuinely for the prosperity of the Grineer army. Even Sprag and Ven'kra Tel yearn to ravage Elder's loins and they are females! How preposterous!" Worm grumbles as she rips apart her meal and jams a knife into the shellfish.
"M-maybe it's b-because the Elder's so pretty..." Ren carelessly announces, pissing off Worm.
She wrenches him by his leash until his terrified face is a breath from hers. "And I am not?"
"I d-didn't say that Worm, I th-think you're pretty too!"
"Wh-what? S-silence! Such w-words are meaningless from a filthy T-Tenno slave! I should have your tongue removed for daring to speak so inappropriately to me!"
Ren turns his cheek to be slapped as Worm usually does, but the little Queen instead resumes eating. She casts the occasional pout his way before munching on some more sea food and has the perplexed boy tilting his head. The remainder of the dinner is relatively quiet aside from the Elder's more than enthusiastic feeding habits and Worm's complaining every so often of a smidge of meat hitting her. At the end of the feast, Worm wipes her lips off with a crimson napkin while the Elder licks her oily fingers. She spots Ren ogling her and cracks a faint grin from the corner of her thick lips.
"Slave, come hither!" Orders Sela with a mean flare of her teeth.
Ren races around Worm and to her the Elder's side, waiting attentively. "Yes Elder, y-you wanted s-something?"
"My hands are dirty, clean them."
"Aaaaah." The boy says, his mouth open and ready.
Sela's organic left hand moves close and she slides two fingers past Ren's lips. He sucks and wriggles tongue around the digits, not leaving a spec of food or grease behind. Worm growls with some disgust at the little slave, how he almost enjoys having Sela's hand rubbed in his face. Ren licks clean her false right arm, which he is not too fond of as the mechanical limb has too much of that metallic taste. Sela allows Ren to lean on her thigh while he finishes cleaning between her fingers and the boy prepares to dismount believing his work to be done.
"I did not say you were finished, pup. Some bits fell here as well, get to it." The Elder demands, pointing to her protruding cleavage that is oily from the particles of greasy meat.
"B-but Worm, and the guards are w-watching..."
"I guess I could always just wipe them on my own..." The Queen says with a shove of her chest into his face.
"N-no Elder, I'll d-do it!"
Worm pretends not to care, but her grinding teeth and twitching brows say otherwise. Sela leers at her sibling before patting her lap to urge the little slave up, much to the panic of the Kuva guardians. Ren stiffens his back as four Kesheg blade tips aim around his skull with the rigid postures of the huge guards that have sprung from their posts. The Elder motions them away, the guards grudgingly complying as their enemy nestles his face in their Queens bosom.
"But, Elder!" One of the Kuva guardians speaks. "Surely you cannot allow that unworthy Tenno skoom to desecrate the sanctity of your being in such a lewd manner."
Sela keeps suffocating her slave in the gap on her breast meat, snickering from the playful nips and pecks of his lips. "There is no need to be so riled up my children, please settle down. I assure you all this is merely a sanitary practice, nothing more. Return to your posts at once."
"Yes Elder, as you command. Forgive our intrusion."
Sela hears a chattering sound and sees it is the boy's teeth as he shivers. She asks him what seem to be the problem and Ren states his worries of how she has doomed him even further. The Elder's announcement has only spurred the desire of the guards to wring his little neck. But the large hand scratching his brown hair with unusual tenderness, is too tempting to ignore and Ren continues lapping at her tightly packed jugs.
"Could you be any more revolting Sela!" The small Queen yells suddenly.
"Oh? Using my name so casually, is something amiss? Little Kir?"
"Argh! Do not say my name in front of the Tenno sister! I shall have his ears cut off for letting such beauty be heard by them!"
Little Kir stands next to Sela, her fists clenched and lips twitching. But the Elder simply clutches Ren tighter in her wet cleavage and ignites Worm's fury. The small Queen clambers onto her gargantuan sister's lap and grabs Ren by his collar. She lifts her hand to claw at his face while the boy shuts his eyes to accept her nails ripping into him. Sela stops her agitated sibling's strike naturally, Kir fidgets and threatens to kill Ren the first chance she gets. Ren huddles behind the Elder's left plump breast as the dominant ruler puts an end to this boisterous behavior.
"Kir, I do not care how many ears you cut off. This Tenno is my personal slave and I will not let you damage him. Why are you being so childish? It is unlike you."
"Let me go Sela! Damned Tenno runt needs to be taught his place! How dare he think he can touch you and not suffer any consequences! I will kill him for this!"
Ren cheeps to his master to be spared of her sister's wrath; Sela just looks at Kir who practically hisses at her slave.
"If I did not know any better, I would say that there is envy in you? Are you jealous, little sister?"
"Wh-what? Me j-jealous of h-him! Outrageous! N-never!"
Sela rolls her yellow irises with a sigh before clasping her right hand on Kir's head. The little Queen tries to protest but she gets a mouthful of the Elder's juicy tongue in her throat, her small frame's tension fades. Kir greedily kisses Sela's thick lips and puts up a real fight to stop her tongue from leaving her mouth. The Elder though, roughly pulls back on one of the two jutting swirled cone hair pieces of Kir's styled head, eliciting a pained squeak from her. The little white rabbit lets go as Sela's fat slimy tongue slithers from her tiny maw, strings of spit connecting them like webbing.
"That was delicious, my promiscuous little harlot. But do not get ahead of yourself Kir! We can play in my chambers later, you have royal tasks to tend to."
"Oh s-sister, is that a promise?" Worm asks with a hot glance.
"Yes Kir, I promise you. I am still yours after all. Now get going, I believe this is more excitement than the guards can bear."
Worm beams joyously, squeezing Sela possessively before blowing a raspberry at Ren. She jumps off the Elder and marches confidently toward the other door where the crimson servants came from. The Kuva guards bow upon her exit, hiding their obvious bulges poorly behind their thin halberd's shaft. Sela shakes her head disapprovingly as little Kir chastises the guards, who apologize for their rather stiff appreciation of their Queen's display of affection. But the Kuva protectors are not the only ones who enjoyed the show as the Elder feels Ren's unyielding force at her left rib. Ren says sorry tenfold, the usual routine. The mature Queen gives his lethal weapon a nice slow stroke under the cover of the dinner table's expansive size. He humps her soft hand a few times and whispers up to his lord.
"Elder? Why d-did you do th-that with Worm, after she said all those mean things about y-you?"
"I do not take her words to heart, is it simply our way of expressing kinship."
"Is what sh-she said true? Are all the Grineer males trying to ask you out?" Ren innocently asks.
"Huh? Ask me out? Well if you are implying they wish to mate with me then yes. Those slabs of flesh, always ogling me and trying to persuade me into a quick mount. Were it not for their positions of power, I would have them castrated! Revolting, the lot of those horny men!" She huffs, getting up from her cushion and picking up Ren's leash.
"Am I re-revolting, Elder? S-since I'm a male too."
Sela's eyes greet his worried visage, and she ruffles his unkempt pompadour. "I have whipped you into a good little boy that is respectful of women. Such submissiveness in a male is the most attractive quality for any Grineer female."
"R-really? You m-mean it Elder? B-but I thought Grineer respected strength above all else and I'm kinda of a w-weakling. Even for a Tenno."
"That is nothing more than a stereotype promoted by propaganda and gossip I assure you. Grineer women are all naturally dominant, it is a rare quality for one to submit willingly. But are you still not convinced? How about accompanying me in a warm bath, will you that soothe your conscious my slave?"
Ren nods eagerly with a big smile behind his red veil, but forgets about his situation downstairs as he follows his master by the pull of his collar. Sela sees the restraints on her stress reliever snap, people would suspicious if they saw one of Ren's tassels pointing forward and pulsating. They still need to pass by the other two guards at the entrance to the dining room and Sela knows the amount of assassination attempts that would surely arise from a few loose lips about a certain well hung personal slave of the Queen herself. She orders him to hug her hips closely, hiding his swollen girth against her thigh while she snakes along. As the Elder salutes her guardians, the two husky warriors tremble with rage as their Keshegs and Kuva apparel vibrate in held back bloodlust. When Ren and his master are beyond the watchful gaze of the guards, the boy takes one small step from Sela to ask why those two were so angry back there.
"You did not notice?"
He shakes his noggin horizontally, while the Elder gives a questioning look. "It may have been because you had one hand squeezing my rump. Actually, you still are."
"Ah! My b-bad! I know I sh-should never act without y-your consent Elder, but it's just so b-big and soft, I couldn't help myself..." The flustered child says tapping his fingertips together.
"What is?" She says with a fiendish sneer.
"U-um, your... you know. Th-that." He points to her luscious cheeks.
"Say it properly or you can wait back there with the guards while I bathe alone!"
"Your butt! I really like your butt." Ren admits, letting his head droop.
She picks up his chin and plants a gentle smooch on his forehead. "Remember, honesty is rewarded my little slave. Never feel ashamed to tell me your thoughts, unless they are offensive. In which case, punishment is in order."
Ren wraps his arms around the Elder's thighs and takes advantage of her moment of compassion to rub himself on her. She sighs in mild irritation, before becoming uncharacteristically livid. The little slave moves off instantly in a scare, believing his actions to be the cause of her sudden change of emotions. Sela looks around rapidly and curses, turning her attention to Ren who she shoves onto a wall. He cannot react fast enough as she slams her ass and pins him against his will. The Elder moves Ren up so that his pelvis and hard mass are crushed by her heavy glutes as she strictly tells him to remain silent. The little slave keeps his hands to his chest as each two-hundred-pound cheek smothers his manhood. Ren hears a voice approaching under the thunderous steps of another giant, a very gruff and masculine sounding tone. It is that Grineer that with the big hands that tried to crush his skull before! Why is he here Ren ponders?
"Sela! What a pleasant sight you are, so rivetingly stunning as always!" The male Grineer states, followed by a hearty laugh.
"Commander Ruk, how many times must I tell you to address me formally you swine! The guards told me you did not care for politics or formalities, so you may as well leave in that case!"
"But I come bearing vital information my enigmatic rose."
Sela is more hostile than Ren has ever seen her, perhaps even more than their first encounter. But all he can really worry about is how lovely his erection feels buried in her sitting muscles. The way they clench with her every harsh word and how they jiggle from her exaggerated hip movements is divine. The male figure tells the Elder of the recent Corpus activity in one of their sectors on Earth, their research on the Infested mutagen samples has been stolen. Apparently, the Corpus have been trying to get their hands on various forms of the corruption after they intercepted a semi-intelligent specimen that called itself Phorid. The commander wishes to collect back the samples before the Lotus and her Tenno get involved, he has a particular distaste for the Orokin descendants operating those hunks of metal suits from the way he speaks of them. But once that business has been dealt with, the commander feels some pleasure is in order. Ren squirms as the Queen suddenly puts on a couple hundred more pounds and the extra weight makes her grinding almost painful.
"Commander! Just where do you think you are putting those hands! You insolent meat!" Sela roars as Ren sees an unfamiliar gloved mitt sliding around her waist.
"I grow tired of this playing hard to get Sela! Stop denying your wants and let me take care of your womanhood."
"Ugh! Argh! You animal! Unhand me at once!"
Ren is unsure as to what else is going around the Elder's back, but one of the Grineer commander's hand gets a little too frisky with one of her cheeks. Sela seems to be trying to hold him back, snarling as his fingers sink into her rear and Ren watches how roughly the hand squishes her fat. Seeing Sela being overpowered and some big alpha male thinking he has access to her because of his strength really boils his blood. He leans in and chomps a finger, giving the commander a real start as he jumps back. The male looks at his hand and then at the Queen with an inquisitive scowl. Sela also is surprised by her little slave's response, but quickly focuses on blocking the commander's prying eyes.
"Commander Tul'Ruk! If you do not stop being so boorish this very instant, I will have you demoted! Just like Vor! Treating me as if I was one of your common whores, get out of my sight!"
"Damn female! Then maybe you should not go around flaunting that big ass if you did not want to be mistaken for one!" Tul'Ruk grumbles as he takes his leave back down the hallway he came from. The Elder does not calm until that male is out of sight and only then does she remember to release her little slave. Ren taps her wobbling cheek, unintentionally causing Sela to lash so aggressively that her mere voice alone brings the boy to his knees.
"I-I j-just wanted to a-ask if y-you were ok, Elder..." He whimpers while twiddling his thumbs in his lap.
"I am fine. Pardon my outburst, I should not have yelled at you. You did defend me after all, or were you just jealous like Kir?"
"I was not!" Ren shouts, not caring for the consequences of his raised tone. "I can't stand seeing a man treat a woman like that! No matter how tough you might be Elder, you still need to be handled the way a pretty lady should be!"
Sela puts a hand on her hip and tosses a warming chuckle. "Really now? And how would you treat a pretty lady, like me for example?"
"I w-would always make sure y-you were okay and I w-would never do a-anything to hurt you!"
Ren holds his ground as Sela's crotch bumps his lust. "Hush! Do you not know how rude it is for a boy to lie to an old woman?"
"But Elder, you're n-not that old! I think you're more beautiful th-than even most Tenno girls I've seen!"
The Elder's pale skin simmers with a pink hue as she slinks closer and knocks Ren over. The boy whines, rubbing his butt in mild aggravation and looks up to find the Elder grabbing his leash. She hauls Ren through the twists and turns of the fortress, back to her chambers. Though Ren must admit, he felt most self-conscious being led around like this as even Kubrow are given more freedom. The mocking laughs of elite guards and soldiers alike did not help boost his self-esteem whatsoever. He cautiously begs the Elder to not pull so hard on the chain, but she ignores him and yanks it until he staggers off balance. They pass several more rooms, lobbies, hallways, elevators, lifts and eventually reach the Queen's bedroom once again. Ren asks where the two guards are that usually are posted at the entrance, the Queen shrugs indifferently and opens the large doors. Once inside, she tells Ren to go run her bath until the water is warm and the tub is filled sufficiently.
The little Tenno is already acquainted with the task and bows before running into the bathroom located at the right side of her chamber. A single ruby red door that possess a short hallway lined with some portraits of the Queen leads straight to the bathroom. The room is spacious, as are all rooms to accommodate the Elder. The floor is tiled a glossy pink as the sink and toilet are pushed off in a corner near a three-panel mirror. At the left is the massive underground tub that could pass as a small swimming pool, Ren finds the faucets and knobs to begin running the bath. Soon the room is steamy and the water is hot to the touch. The boy cannot control his nervous jitters as the Elder has never permitted him to watch, let alone join her. Ren is impatiently giddy, mostly since Sela has been forcing Ren to stock up on seed, not letting him have any sort of release for the past five days. With the hefty sack that swings between his legs, the child is aching to unload his burden.
The Elder's shadow breaks through the mist by the doorway and the curvy matriarch's hips sway back and forth with her motions. She has already prepped herself by removing her headdress, the outer layer of her Kuva gear, though her scepter she never took out today. The colossus simply has on her red torso garb and stringed loincloth, the stumps of her knees are visible as they connect with the lower synthetic grub tail.
"Ren, come here and help me get out of this thing." The Elder commands as she plops her big booty on the pillows laid next to the tub. Ren smiles, Sela almost resembles a mermaid the way her tail slaps the tiles at the edge of the water, or perhaps a beached whale would be a more appropriate description. The small slave unhinges the locks and other components linking her legs to her lower segment. Her thighs pop off as she sits back on her hands in relief, operating the grubby tail is tiresome work for a woman with hips and thighs as big as hers.
"Elder, would you like me to remove your arm too?" Ren blinks, already at her side.
"Would you, dear? Oh, this day has made me so weary."
She continues to rant as Ren gently removes her right, metallic arm at the elbow.
"The council is so fussy over the recent trade agreements with the Corpus, the advisors are still questioning my motives on keeping you, the mining operations on Saturn have been halted thanks to your Lotus... that damned Kela and her Rathuum... Tyl Regor would not shut up about his tubemen... Void fissures are becoming more of nuisance... that brute Tul'Ruk thinks he can just... the planes of Eidolon are proving more interesting... Oh! Was I rambling again?"
"It's okay Master, I like hearing you talk. Do you need help getting in the bath?"
"No dear, I will be fine on my own." She states, tossing away her cloth covering, along with her undergarment to the knobs.
Sela shifts around to the edge, wetting the stumps of her knees on the warm water before slowly easing her huge body in. The bath is never filled to the brim as the amount of water she displaces brings it to the top anyway. The water lining reaches her bust, they bob near the surface like buoys and captivate Ren for a bit too long.
"Ren, why are you still here? You may take your leave now."
The boy rubs his legs together and pushes his fist against his chest again. "Y-you said I c-could join you this t-time. C-can I?"
"Oh yes, I do recall saying something along those lines. I change my mind, go away."
"B-b-b-but, b-but..." Little Ren stutters in anguish, wanting to take a dip with her.
She gives a taunting laugh."I am only kidding dear, of course you can join me. Strip out of that and come in, I could use a nice scrub."
Ren has never taken his clothes off faster in his life, rushing and tripping into the tub. His head pops up and his eyes squint in worry that he splashed the Elder's face. Her wet orange locks cover both her eyes as she spits out some water in Ren's face. She does not make much of it and just tells Ren to sponge her back, the child swims over in the six-foot deep water. Though Ren is nude, he still bears the collar of his bindings, but he happily grabs the luffa in hand. He soaps it up along with the rest of the water and scrubs the football-sized sponge up and down the Elder's white, silky back. Ren uses just one hand and reserves the other for a secret underwater rubdown, jerking his semi-flaccid member to full mass. It is a hassle to do since Sela's bulbous ass cheeks are impossible to not poke and so his dick must reach for the sky to be in the clear.
If his strokes are tame, Sela should be none the wiser and take a peek back. But his hand is just not enough for the boy, and soaping her back and shoulders is soon taken care.
"D-do you wanna do the f-front now, Elder?" Ren calls from behind.
"No that is alright Ren, you can go rest over there for the remainder of the bath." She motions for him to sit across from her, which due to her size, makes it only a foot or two away.
"S-sure, I'm g-glad I could help." He says disappointed and wadding over to the other side.
He hungrily stares at her sliding the sponge on her huge breasts, pushing it between the twins and even scrubbing beneath each orb. But watching her clean those smooth melons gives him a naughty idea and he inches closer to her.
"Um, excuse me Elder? C-could I wash your hair? It's just that it m-must be so hard to do w-with just one hand, right? Please?"
"I guess it could not hurt, go ahead. Wait, what are you doing?" She questions as Ren raises his hands to her head from the front.
"It's a lot e-easier to w-wash from the front... because y-you know... he-he? Eh?"
The Elder slowly tilts her chin down to see Ren's swollen tip nudging her massive titties and then sends an unimpressed stare his way. "So, it is easier to wash my head this way, is that so?"
"Mnnf! Ah! Y-yes, much e-easier! Oh! Ergh!" Ren grunts as he pushes less subtly against her nipple now.
"Dear, if you plan to fool me like this at least remember to use shampoo so it is not blatantly obvious you just wish to hump my chest!"
Ren slouches, moving off her in mortification of her seeing through his ruse. "Oh Elder! I wasn't trying to up-upset you or a-anything! Am I in tr-trouble?"
She nods a yes.
"Oh... no..."
Sela tells Ren to come closer, she has the little slave picked up and strung over her right shoulder. Her right bicep stump keeps him in place as his thigh brushes her cheek and his fat young rod is gripped by her left arm. Even though the child cannot be seen as he hangs off her back, he covers his face still from the embarrassment of this strange position. His tip and the thickest part of his cock is lost in her valley of busty mounds, while the middle portion of his member is lightly massaged by her soft hand. She hears his pleased whimpers and applies a bit more pressure, smooching those heavy seed filled balls that are next to her. She only stops rubbing to firmly hold his dick and push it deeper into her breasts, Sela knows how badly he wants to thrust into her bosom at his own pace. But pleasure and pain are part of a balanced master and slave relationship, and he has not squealed once.
She lowers his guard by kissing his right testicle, and caressing his manhood harder. The Elder takes a quick peek back to see Ren relaxed, his eyes half shut and his mouth begging for more. That is when the older female decides to take a gentle nibble on his nut, the sensation of her teeth on such a delicate area makes his entire body stiffen. He meets her condescending gaze as she looks back again and Ren just tears up with a sniffle.
"Dear? Are you sure you need two of these things? One should be enough, seeing how painfully full they look. How about I take one?"
Hearing the Queen offering to neuter him has Ren frantically trying to scurry away from her shoulder. But a harsh shout turns him into a statue, as she swims over to the edge of the tub where a set of towels are presented in a neatly folded manner. She sits the compliant wet and nude, collar wearing little Tenno onto them. She never removes her hand from his cock, ensuring his total attention and cooperation. Sela peers through the gaps in her wet orange hair that sticks and flows around her nose and big white lips as she presses the boy's meat all the way back on his abdomen. His engorged semen filled sack is at her mercy, a simple glare is enough to keep his legs apart.
"I know we had dinner not too long ago, but how can I resist such yummy looking morsels! Try not to scream too much dear, I get so angry when someone spoils my appetite."
Ren masks his pointless apologies behind his hands as more tears slip out through the cracks of his fingers. "I'll b-be a g-good boy, I'll b-be a good boy Elder! I promise!"
Her hot breath breezes over his vulnerable baby-factories as she kisses both once each. "Oh, I know you are sweetie, but you do get to keep one at least. In fact, I will even allow you to choose!"
"Th-there's no w-way I could d-decide something like th-that! Elder! Please!"
"It would seem that I have to choose for you then. How... about... this one! Omnph!" Sela lustfully exaggerates, swallowing the boy's entire left nut in one go. Her wet tongue manipulates the squishy, cum stuffed ball around her mouth as Ren squeaks in horror. She massages the testicle on her moist palate before sucking it back strongly. Her hand, it starts rubbing his pre-seminal dripping shaft once more as the sticky fluid runs along Ren's chest. Sela hums pleasantly upon seeing the little Tenno's weeping face peep out from his hands to investigate. But the Elder has not had her fill of his adorable bawling expressions and chews with the upmost care and caution on his poison berry. Though the child feels not even mild discomfort, Sela may have pushed Ren a bit too far.
He cries the loudest she has heard thus far, so Sela decides it would be best not to traumatize the little guy too much. She spits out his testicle and gives him a few nice calming cock jerks to get his watery eyes on her.
"There, there Ren, enough of that hollering now. Did you honestly believe I was going to chomp one off? Oh my poor gullible little runt." She sympathetically teases, quickening her hand's pace on his meat. Ren snivels become pleasured whimpers as he leans forward, unable to control his twitching body from the sturdy and fast strokes. The Elder brushes her lips on his untouched right gonad and looks up into his warping visage.
"Dear, you have to forgive me but I just have to have both of theses delicious goodies in my mouth! I am going to be a little rough, so I need you to be strong. Do that for me and I will give you a big reward afterwards, okay?"
"...yes Elder."
"Just for now, you may call me by my name."
"Sure... Sela."
Ren knows that sparkle in her eyes well enough to see beyond her ploy of kindness. Her womanhood is hungering and needs feeding, it is the only instance she is ever so motherly and gentle with him. How he wishes Sela would always be this way, instead of insulting and beating his pride, mentally and physically. But for the moment, that face she makes while juggling his scrotum in her warm mouth is incredibly erotic. He does not like to give it much thought, but Sela always handles their fun time sessions so flawlessly and with expert care. She knows just how much to pump Ren's girth to always keep him on the verge of spewing, rubbing her thumb on the bottom of his glans below his urethra drives him insane.
She has taught little Ren what it means to crave a woman's body, the language and mindset one should use when being intimate. The boy continues to fidget as Sela lets his balls go with a sloppy upchuck and has him groaning for more. She moves his dick aside while still fondling the head to better see Ren's wanting glance.
"There we go, now that I have helped unwind the pressure of your seed, it should not hurt as much when releasing. Anyway dear, would you like your prize now for being such a good boy?"
"Y-yes, please."
She hauls Ren off the edge and back into the tub, the child embraces the Elder from under her left arm. "Since you behaved so well this entire week, and protected me from that brute as well, you can ask to do anything to me. Within reason of course."
"Anything? Hmmm..." Ren says, quite stumped by the endless possibilities of this rare opportunity to finally be the one issuing the commands. Sela waits for him to muse over the offer and never stops teasing his member to keep her little slave as stiff as can be. The small Tenno grabs her wrist to halt her rubbing and looks her earnestly in the eyes.
"Do you have something in mind, dear?"
The child's request is as sweet and simple as he is. Ren just wants to play with her ginormous bust. "Y-you never g-give me permission to t-touch them. Can I, Sela? Please?"
She shrugs in some disappointment at his minor wish and lies comfortably on the tub's rim. Her arms or arm, due to her stumpy right limb, spread along the edge as she drops her wet head back on some folded pink towels for support. "Do not be shy my little Tenno, you can feel them to your heart's content. I am just going to rest my eyes for a bit."
Ren paddles closer until his face squishes against her right bosom and he latches onto her sides to stay afloat. She giggles weakly from his hands groping her waist before they crawl up to grope her floaties. The large female cracks one eye open slightly to spy on Ren, smiling after observing how horny his face appears. His little fingers knead her titty flesh insatiably while his twitching fat dick prods her soft belly. It almost feels like Ren is trying to impregnate her navel and this makes Sela burst out in laughter. But the boy is too enthralled by the weight and elasticity of her heavy breasts to care. He puts his left hand on her right areola and compress the sensitive plump area gently. His right hand flicks the puffy nipple on her left boob with his index finger, the Elder gives faint sighs of relief.
He squeezes both her tits together, weighing them each and trying to coax out his bonus reward before the Sela takes note. Ren might think he is being sly, but Sela knows exactly why the boy is agitating her chest in such a specific way. After much tender affection to her mammaries, golden nectar dribbles drop by drop from her thick nubs. The boy's lips seal around her left nipple first and he energetically suckles like a starving newborn. A hereditary mutation that Sela was given from her mother, allows the Grineer Queen to lactate syrupy sweet milky goodness in profuse quantity. Ren learned of her secret some nights ago when they slept in their usual position of his meat holstered in her thighs. A few careful gropes were all it took to get her chest leaking, she of course was feigning her slumber to ensure her slave did not step out his bounds.
Ren pinches her free nip and focuses on gulping down her creamy sap. He closes his eyes to concentrate on nothing but nursing, tugging and lapping at her teat for more. The little runt is becoming excessively needy and forceful as he milks more than he can drink and the warm liquid trickles along both sides of his chin. He interchanges between both tankards, gnawing and slurping each milk faucet. Sela now growls noticeably in euphoria, raising her head to her loving slave. She feels obligated to start milking him in return, the poor kid is plunging his cock so vigorously into her abdomen. He must be very angry and frustrated by now, his penis at least.
"Sweetie, hold for a second." His master's voice ends his frantic actions, though he gives her smooth belly a few more humps before restraining his urge to thrust. "Let me show you just how soft these breasts truly are. Now you just sit back on the edge, relax and let your master do all the work."
Ren is speechless to find the Elder's huge rack around his shaft. Though he had hotdogged her massive cheeks before, he can say without doubt that her dairy farms are superior in this aspect. That slutty hunger in her stare makes him unable to look at directly without turning red. With only one arm though, she passes her limb over her left breast to grip onto her right breast so she can have full control of both. Ren's impressive size is still no match for her chest and his organ is eaten completely by her twins with no trace of it in her cleavage.
"Dear, is this good? Or would you like me to squeeze harder?"
"No! I m-mean, no thank you. Th-this is perfect! Please, k-keep it j-just like this!" Ren moans.
She smiles, maintaining her rhythm and consistent pressure. "Okay then, but do let me know when you feel like ejaculating. I know we are in a bath, but I do not wish to waste any of your precious sperm."
Little Ren steadies himself using her shoulders and tries to hold back and make it last. A measly few minutes pass before his dick pulsates like mad. He looks at Sela, but is too drowned in the pleasure to properly express himself. Her wide grin gives away her false ignorance as she heaves her titties up and down more viciously than before.
"Come again? I am having a hard time understanding, what are you trying to say sweetie?"
"S-Sela, ah! I-I'm g-g-g-onna, ugh! G-g-gonna c-c-c- oh! S-stop! Slow d-down I'm c-c-c-u- ergh!"
"Ren, you know if you orgasm without letting me know, there will be dire consequence."
Desperate and somewhat scared, he attempts to stop her bouncing jugs. But he has no strength in his arms left and is out of time. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
"Such a hopeless little runt, what ever shall I do with you?" Sela ridicules, diving her face into her cleavage and intensely sucking on his cockhead. Her eyes are still locked on Ren's own, she chugs his thick wad of spunk that explodes in her mouth. She uses her baby-feeders to milk his dick while the suction from her lips takes all his gushing cum down her throat. Sela moans back to Ren as the last spurts of his pent-up stress forcibly come pouring into her waiting belly. Her full lips smack off his throbbing mass, her milky breasts sliding away without a single milliliter of sperm staining them.
"Mmmm! What a magnificently thick and powerful load! Well worth the wait, would you not agree dear?"
"Yeah... y-yeah..." Ren pants, leaning in on her shoulders still.
The Elder takes Ren into the tub for the last time to finish bathing. Well, the Tenno just hugs the Queen while she washes herself and dabbles some liquid over her clingy slave. Ren is still far from being satisfied and makes his lust for the Elder known with his tenacious thigh humping. Sela pets his messy; wet hair and says that after they dry off, they will retire to the bed. The little slave helps by passing several towels around his waiting master's huge frame and interlock her tail and right arm before departing. Sela dawns a red bathroom and ties her short orange her in a bun, while Ren wraps a white towel around his waist.
The boy, remembering his slave status, asks if they may hold hands the short trip there. The Elder sees nothing wrong with it and leads Ren through the small hallway into her chamber. He watches her great big, jiggling rump with every shake of her hips as she pulls him along. Ren tries to be modest and keep his trouser snake in check until they get there. When they arrive, she puts her hands on her sides and cocks her eyebrow.
"Oh my, did you get that aroused from just looking at my big butt?"
"Yes..." Ren says in shame.
"Why are you so gloomy? I am pleased that my mere image is enough to excite you, dear." She reassures and removes the towel from her little stud's erection. Sela snakes onto the bed of cushions and lifts her robe to expose her creamy white, fat ass cheeks. She tells Ren to get behind her, climbing along the pillows to his master while she positions herself on all threes. The boy falls drooling on his knees as the huge Naga goddess wiggles her rear. "Would you like to know a secret Ren?"
He rocks his head dutifully.
"I love being taken from behind like this! It makes me feel like a Drahk sow in season getting impregnated by a strong boar! Will you be my strong male Drahk, Ren?"
"Yes, I w-will!"
"Come on then! Do not keep this old horny sow waiting! Ravage me!" Shouts Sela with mild anger and her flesh wobbling.
Ren needs to stand even with the Elder on her hands and knees, just to get his breeding tool at her love hole. He spreads his legs around her grubby tail while grabbing his member and jabbing her ass in panicked attempts to penetrate her as quick as possible. He hears an annoyed growl from his large female, but is then greeted with a pleased grunt as his cock shoots up her cunt in one thrust. Her vagina is utterly drenched as her ass slaps Ren's abdomen, the boy barely reaches her womb. He thrusts into her meaty, hairy pussy with all his might and digs his fingers into her cheeks for stability. Her womanhood trembles and her walls tighten around the young forceful cock in an attempt to grip his sturdy meat. But Ren does not allow it, driving his girth deeper with every stroke until he can go no further.
Sela arches her spine and lays her face on the bed to wail, the loud smacks of Ren's pelvis on her bouncing cheeks fills her ears. The boy's tip tickles her cervix with each plunge and sends little shocks throughout her system. The Elder's cunt is so hungry for his young cum that her wide hips begin throwing themselves back onto his incoming thrusts. Ren is almost sent flying by the sheer force behind each planet shaking booty smash and his hands swing back hysterically to keep his balance. In his efforts to grapple her bobbing ass meat, his hands come striking down with a great furious anger on the two fat cheeks before him. Sela raises her head up to yell from the stinging pain in her backside as Ren stops diving in her pussy to put up his hands in surrender.
"S-Sela, I'm so sorry! Are y-you okay- agh!" The child grunts, her absurdly huge ass grinding all over his hard prick. It wags from side to side on his dick before continuing to slam back onto his unmoving pelvis. Intrigued by this discovery, he brings a hand up and spanks one of her cheeks. Her vagina tightens each time he slaps her rump, but the boy just cannot go back to that loose cunt after getting a taste of such exquisite compression. She moans in lust as Ren starts playing her huge caboose like bongos and begins ramming her again.
"N-no! Ren enough! Th-that is enough! I am your m-master! Y-your Queen! Please listen to m-me!" The sopping wet female tries to convince the little male and his raging manhood.
"No, you're not! Right n-now, you're my w-woman!" Ren yells with another painful booty beating. "So be a good stupid old sow and take my cum! Get pregnant!"
The child howls as he hugs her thick rear and tenses his mighty organ inside her clenching vaginal walls. His girth just kisses her womb's entrance and unleashes his torrent of hot sticky baby-batter, churning her cooch with a flood of seed. She accepts it all gratefully, her famished pussy does not let a single drop seep out. Ren does not calm down until his female has thoroughly sucked out his cock milk. For such a deep and spacious cavern, her moist hole sure puts up a real fight. He orders Sela to let go with a harsh slap across her rump and the boy comes tumbling back.
The little male quickly realizes the severity of his actions, verbally degrading and physically abusing the head Queen of the Grineer empire! Death, would be a blessing compared to the agonizing torment he would undergo.
"Ren!" The strict call of the Elder rings, the boy remains staring at the ceiling.
"Y-yes, m-my Queen?"
He slowly gets off his back, fearing the worst. Ren just raises both his brows, his manhood throbbing eagerly at the view in front of him. Sela, Elder Queen of the Grineer race stares back while leisurely spreading her labia apart to show off her chubby cunt canal. "Please give me more! Teach this stupid old sow a lesson!"
The chamber doors sound with knocks hours later, Kir the lesser has come searching for her sister who has not only missed an important meeting with the council, but their special play time as well! Worm is left with no choice but to override the doors using the guard's emergency access code. The little Queen tells the Kuva warriors to shut the door behind her, she wishes to give her older sibling a stern scolding. She enters the dim crimson room, waiting for the doors to seal before activating the lights.
"Sela, are you alright? It is not like you to miss our private sessions without so much as a word of- by the Void!" Kir shrieks at the sight laid out on the Elder's bed.
"Forgive me dear sister, but Ren here would not permit me to leave until I was properly bred." The Elder replies while on her back, nude and covered in smelly jizz. Above her is the little Tenno's fat flaccid dick being smooched as it rests down the middle of her face. His sack is on her forehead while he lays back on the cushions, his arms bent behind his head.
"S-s-sister! Wh-why is the slave, wh-why are h-his genitals on your f-face... y-you are c-covered in his s-seed?"
"Hush Kir! Strip and come to the bed! Ren here will teach you some manners!"
Endnote: You guys want part 3? Okay here you go, Ren sodomizes Kir too and turns both Queens into his personal cumdumps while he is crowned king of the Grineer.
