Fem Dom - F/M
Moderate BDSM SciFi and Fantasy BDSM/Bondage
Published
09 / 2008
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SYNOPSIS
Out there in the Universe there are millions of stars, some just like our Sun. Tens of millions of planets exist, thousands probably supporting life similar to that on Earth. It is unlikely that their life forms will be identical to that on Earth, but in some cases it may well be very similar.
Jace Rambone of the galleon Magdor finds himself on the mysterious island of Rhoatan and a prisoner of the fearsome Shaytanni, a tribe of beautiful but brutal warrior women. He is forced to submit and become a slave, being beaten and ringed. Luckily for him he is well endowed so becomes one of their play-sticks, and a favourite of their queen, Zareena.
She is the Most Feared of the Feared, never hesitating to crucify and flog those mere males that fail to please. Her ambition is to rule all of Rhoatan by crushing the other four tribes on the island and enslaving their people. She gives Jace the opportunity to assist in the project and he agrees in order to stay alive. He discovers that cooperation has its benefits – his phallus pleasingly having to work on countless occassions.
EXTRACT
The queen sank to her knees before him and started to lick along his shaft. It was only
then that he realised that other than a dull ache his phallus no longer pained him.
General Sharka untied his wrists, letting him drop his arms to his sides, he grateful for
the relief. The queen’s teeth ground against his hardened muscle, her tongue tickling the
skin, it toying with the big heavy ring. Soon he was as hard as he could be, the thing
straining for the want of relief. Springing to her feet, pushing him to the bed, she
forced him to flop backwards onto it. She stepped up, straddling him. Leaning down, she
flicked the ring so that it was resting on what would normally be the upper side of his
shaft. Squatting, balancing on her haunches, she took hold of his phallus and rubbed it
repeatedly against her hairless vulva’s lips. They felt nicely hot and wet, and Jace
quickly yearned to get embedded between them.
She eased his helmet in and proceeded to slowly slither down his length. A wanton
feeling swept through him, it a joy to be in her moist tube. She contracted and relaxed
her muscles repeatedly, exciting his desires even more. Scissoring her legs, she raised
and lowered her body six or seven inches at a time, riding his rampant weapon. The ring
in his phallus pulled with her movements, seeming to inflame her more with each movement.
And, other than giving him a stimulating jerk, he felt no real discomfort. Very
timorously, at first, he reached up, using his hands to fondle her breasts. She purred
with apparent contentment so he carried on, tweaking her nipples, making then rock-hard.
He had bedded three women before but even the trainee courtesan he had had two days prior
to setting sail had never given him the sort of thrill he was experiencing. The queen
seemed to sense when he was on the point of firing and used her muscles and her fingers to
squeeze him into postponing his ejaculation. He was doing his utmost not to reach
culmination, the Rambone family honour was at stake for a start, his mother having a
reputation for giving enormous amounts of pleasure. Certainly, he did not want to prove
to be any different. Then of course he wanted to show off to his compatriots simply what
a virile sort of man he was. Added to that was the fear that if the queen did not think
his performance was good enough he too could soon be a source of assorted snacks for that
giant eagle.
