Chapter 2: Royal Demonstration
The past few months had been very different in the royal palace. All the male guards or members of state were replaced by females that Miraj personally offered to Mike to be used as fuck meat. Some of them broke the second they saw his massive meat, some broke days later after constant sexual torture, but all of them became Mike's happy obedient thralls. Their minds bent by Mike's superior virility and with a little bit of sith magic, transformed into obedient guards for Mike's new palace.
Miraj was more than happy to spoil her little master, making sure he was giving every pleasure imaginable. From the best food, clothes and pussy the galaxy could offer. While Ventress offered the young boy training, her knowledge as a nightsister and years spent under Dooku made her an excellent teacher. She'd spend hours each day teaching Mike to hone his anger and he was quickly becoming a proper sith apprentice.
However, Ventress and Miraj noticed a problem as time went on. Their monopoly on their hung stud was weakening as more and more sluts were added to the palace harem. They'd catch their well-hung stud finishing with them and leaving to go breed a trio or quartet of nearby guards. This could not continue, Miraj and Ventress could stand sharing Mike with each other, but their mewling lessers needed to be shown who Mike's main girls were…
A large meeting was called by the queen and all sixteen of the palace guard captains were called into the throne room. Each Captain was a stacked and muscled zygerrian woman; trained by Ventress in combat and taught obedience by Miraj. And it seemed they'd soon be getting a refresher on the most important lesson.
The captain's all entered the large throne room, a very large rectangular room with a domed roof. No pillars were needed to support the structure, but four large computers filled the majority of the back of the room. All at least twelve feet tall, encased in carved sandstone. Their screens displayed data or images of the planet's many goings-on, completely unfiltered for the queen's use. Yet, none of the many golden carvings, exotic potted greenery or fanciful colourful tiling caught the captains' attention more than the throne.
The beautifully carved stone throne sat on top of a raised dais which allowed the trio to look down upon their captains. Miraj, and Ventress both sat on the arms of the raised throne, with Mike in between them. The pair were completely naked save a set of posture collars they both wore around their necks. Miraj's was a stunning pale gold colour and Ventress's was black as night. They faced inward, giggling as they squeezed Mike's thick cock with their feet. Ventress took the bottom of Mike's shaft and Miraj took the top, pressing their soles together to better milk their master.
"Mu-my queen," muttered one of the captains, "Why hu-have yo…"
"Shut up you mewling little cunts," spat Miraj through smiling lips, "Your prince and master is before you and I don't see you prostrating yourselves!"
"Eeep, yes!" Squeaked the captains, falling to their knees and pressing their heads against the cool tiled floor."
"Good cunts," spat Miraj, "Are you enjoying your foot job, my prince?"
"Yes, it has been too long since we gave you a special service together. I hope we haven't gotten too rusty," added Ventress.
"Mmmm, very nice," commented Mike relaxing on his throne. He rested his head on his fist as he leaned on one of the large armrests. "Though I think the captains should be allowed to watch. After all, you wanted to show them that you're my main slaves, right?"
"I know you need constant satisfaction, master but I'm fine with sharing you with others." Ventress gave Miraj a coy smile, "It was Miraj who was getting jealous…"
"Can you blame me?" asked Miraj in an exaggerated voice, "My boy is being flooded by these cheap hussies and they need to be reminded of their place."
"Ha, I agree with you, mommy. They do need to understand their place and would you like to show them yours?" he asked.
"Of course master," responded Miraj as she stepped off the throne with Ventress. Their bodies seemed curvier and their breasts had increased a few cup sizes. With Ventress's tits sitting at E-cups, tipped by puffy purple nipples as wide as her palm and Miraj's tits got massive, becoming larger than her head. Her soft pink nipples puffed out much like Ventress but both were tipped by hard one-inch-long nipples that twitched with anticipation.
Both women's body's had also received some ink. Ventress had less by a small margin. Around her right thigh was a long queen of hearts grapevine (a long grapevine tattoo where each leaf is a QoH). The long red vine snaked up from her knee and ended at her upper thigh. Right over her muscled midsection was a bright red heart with a large Q in the center, and just above the heart read the words, "Bood Mother".
Miraj also showed her devotion to her adopted son in the same way, but her tattoos were a bit more glamorous than Ventress. Up both her thighs were two golden grapevines, with each heart having a silver "Q" etched in the center. Her navel was pierced by a golden ring and right above her crotch was a golden doily styled queen of hearts tattoo, accented with the words, "Royal Cumdumpster".
Miraj shamelessly showed her slutty tattoos to her captains. As Mike stepped off the throne his cock pulsated as Miraj laid her head on the seat of the throne. "Please my prince, use your mother's face as your throne." Miraj opened up her mouth and continued, "I want to show all your commanders how much of an ass-eating slut I've become, NYYYHHHGGG!"
Mike shoved two fingers into Miraj's exposed cunt teasing her as he responded, "You've become such a good slut mommy." He climbed on top of the throne and shoved his twinky boy butt against Miraj's face.
Her lips immediately pressed against his asshole and her hands kept a firm grip on Mike's hips. Each inhale Miraj made was filled with her son's sweet manly musk. If Miraj didn't have an empire to run she'd be happy being her son's ass cleaner for the rest of his life. Her tongue quickly wriggled up his tight hole, and her hands grasped Mike's shaft, pumping the base of his cock as she teased his prostate.
"Mmmm, see my captains, your queen is my personal ass cleaner… which if it wasn't obvious puts her many levels above you pathetic mewling sluts."
"Yes master," moaned the captains. Their cunts drooled as they watched their master use their sadistic queen. They had only heard rumours about what the queen was willing to do for Mike. Now her humiliation only gave them a small feeling of satisfaction. Each caption wanted to be used like her daily, treated like shit by their wonderful prince, but unlike their queen, the meek captains were no longer capable of disobedience no matter how bad they wanted their master's cock. So the group just drooled as they looked up at the sight, which amused Ventress.
"Very impressive apprentice, you've turned all sixteen captains into brain-dead little slave soldiers." Ventress bent over the throne and looked at Mike, "Can you sense your servant's feelings?"
Mike took a deep inhale, trying to focus as Miraj's tongue wriggled up his asshole. "I sense fear, no… it is more than simple fear of me or mother. They all fear… hahaha," roared Mike.
"They're just jealous that I'm not letting them lick my ass clean like mommy." Mike intentionally ground his hips on Miraj's face causing her to squeal as he continued, "I also sense you don't want to be left out, Ventress."
"Hehe, that should be obvious, master," moaned Ventress, smushing her breasts around Mike's shaft. Over half of Mike's length poked out from between them as she continued, "You haven't given me a single drop of your superior white seed and I hunger for it."
"Well start eating pet," spat Mike, looking down at Miraj who was happily eating ass while snorting his overpowering boy musk. "I doubt Mommy will be able to milk me quickly all by herself."
"Thank you, master mmmmpphh!" She Said, wrapping her thick black lips around Mike's throbbing cock head. Her dark purple nipples hardened and twitched as Ventress squeezed Mike's shaft. Her lips extended into a slutty duck face as she easily took a little more than half a foot of white boy dick down her throat.
The captains watched on, captivated by the filthy show of devotion. They could see Miraj and Ventress's exposed cunts; drooling as they sucked and slurped the filth from both ends of their master. Ventress's nostrils flared as she felt the first few drops of pre-cum leak from her master's cock tip. It was thick as tar and the smell made Ventress's cunt flow like a waterfall, working overtime to make sure she had a sloppy wet fuck-hole for her apprentice's godly white seed.
"Mmmmmph, you taste so fucking good and you've gotten larger, master!" Mewled Ventress in between licks of Mike's throbbing cock tip. "Nyygggh, I… I can't wait to see your powers grow! And with your new vigour will come gaggles of alien whores, desperate to be bleached by your mighty meat… mmmmm."
"I can already tell. Mother spends hours with me going over possible servants and slaves to add to the roster." Mike smiled and ground his ass against Miraj's face, "I should reward her for all the hard work she has been doing. Move Ventress," commanded Mike.
At his words Ventress stepped back, licking a small rope of cum off her cheek as Mike stood off his throne and continued, "Mother, on your knees right now!"
"Mmmm, yes my prince," moaned Miraj slouching forward onto her hands and knees. Her tits were pressed against the stairs to her throne and she shoved her ass into the air and started shaking it while panting like a bitch.
"How kind of you to get ready for me mother," Mike grabbed and spread Miraj's cheeks, confirming his suspicions."
"The second I noticed you were gone this morning I got started pumping my slutty asshole. Do you like it?" asked Miraj as Mike examined her anal donut. Her thick puffy asshole gaped slightly as Miraj drooled with anticipation.
"Your asshole has never looked better, mother," complimented Mike, pressing his cock tip against his mother's needy hole. "I might need to make your little modification permanent later, but first…."
"Ahhhggnnnn!" screamed Miraj, her face becoming a drooling ahegao.
"I'm going to use you as my cumdumpster, and the rest of you mewling pathetic slaves…" Mike looked away from his sloppy mother as he pounded her, and stared down at his captains like an angry god. His words almost boomed as he commanded, "I expect nothing less than my mother's level of obedience from you, and if you're lucky…" Mike's thrusting got heavier and faster, "You might get the same treatment."
Mike's heavy pumping filled the room with hot sweaty slapping, that almost drowned out the pleasured screams of his mother. Miraj was going crazy, shaking her ass as Mike drilled her like a jackhammer. His cock easily reached inside the deepest parts of her asshole, scraping the deepest parts of her soaking cunt and bashing against her wombs' entrance with each thrust.
The captains watched on with slack drooling expressions. Some even started to desperately rub their raw pussies. Shoving multiple fingers into their cunts as they tried to feel even a small fraction of pleasure as the queen. Then with an animalistic roar, Mike grabbed his mother's arms, pulling her body back, and exposing her cock bulged belly. Mike's thick cock tip was pressing against the inside of her golden womb tattoo.
"Now take my seed mother and show my captains why you're my number one cum-tanker!" Cried Mike, flooding his mother with cum. The first load of the day tended to be the most voluminous, erupting like a volcano. Within a couple of seconds, Miraj's belly was bulging with thick human seed and by the time Mike was finished, Miraj looked nine months pregnant.
Mike dropped his mother's back on the stares, her sloppy face and fat udders squishing against the cold stares, along with her hot cum bloated belly. After Mike quickly pulled his cock out of Miraj's puffy donut asshole, leaving a gaping cream-filled hole as he looked at his captains. All sixteen were shaking and moaning as they looked at their cum drunk queen experiencing total bliss.
"Harja and Razjitt you two managed not to rub your cunts like disgusting animals. You may have the honour of cleaning out your queen's asshole," ordered Mike.
"Yes master," shouted the front two zygerrian women. Immediately crawling up the steps, their faces dumb, drooling, and desperate. Then like feral animals who hadn't drunk anything in days, they dove their faces into their queen's gaping asshole. Sucking back as much of Mike's cum as possible.
"Nyyyggghh, yu-you useless sacks of meat better nu-not spill a single drop of my son's precious sperm." Miraj's eyes fluttered as she squirted over the steps up to her throne, but the captains didn't stop and kept slacking back as much cum as they could.
"Hmph, punish them mother if they displease you for any reason," Mike said before looking over to Ventress, "Let's go, teacher, I still have much to learn, and we've yet to have a session today."
"Yes, my young apprentice," Ventress stepped off the floor and followed in step with her master, leaving Miraj to her bliss.
Though once they were in the hall Mike stopped walking and asked, "Did you feel her, Ventress?"
"I did," responded Ventress.
"And why didn't you inform me?"
"Because I sensed exactly what you did, and I determined you'd do with her what you please, master."
"Humph, good point," grunted Mike as he turned to one of the large window curtains, made from a thick velvet. "I know our slutty little spy was enthralled the second she saw you kissing my cock tip."
Mike threw back the curtain to reveal a rather slutty looking republic spy. A chiss woman dressed in the golden belly dancer outfits commonly found on the palace's pleasure slaves. Her athletic body, tight tummy and modest c-cups were fully on display as she fingered her cunt. Not even stopping when she realized Mike had caught her. She just gave a surprised look for a moment before her face melted back to a desperate O-face as she rubbed her cunt raw. Her simple recording device tosses to the side so she could use both hands.
"Honestly you're a retarded slut," spat Mike grabbing the woman's face. Her lips puckered and she drooled, eyes almost empty as she kept rubbing herself. "You'd think a trained spy wouldn't be gooning like a pathetic bitch during a mission. DOn't you have anything to say for yourself?"
"Nyooohh, I… I caansshh," groaned the woman.
"How pathetic, I should hand you over to mother for torture," Mike paused and smiled, "But I've learned to maximize potential." The woman groaned, her eyes lighting back up with lust as Mike slapped his thick cum coated cock down the center of her face. His hands shifted to grab her hair as he asked, "If you learn your place and pledge yourself to me; I'll allow you a small taste of your perks now and all you need to do is one little thing for me."
"Nyyugghhh, I… uhh-any… anything just please fucking destroy me!!"
"I want Jedi," continued Mike.
"How bold master," commented Ventress, "I'll need to search for new avenues to make you more powerful."
"Yes, Ventress, but for now slave," Mike looked down at the chiss spy, hearts forming in her eyes as he, asked, "Summon two female Jedi to the planet and I'll keep you as a pet, understand?"
"Yes master, anything you wish…"