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Princess-by-Default ? Chapter XV ? by: Noel Lexicon (Copyright 8/2002) Chapter XV: An Empress and her garden (eighteen months later): I followed the Emperor's glance. Ten yards away Lady Murielle was sensually brushing Sensha's hair. Both were glowingly pregnant and stunningly beautiful. It was easy to tell that the two pregnant women greatly enjoyed one another's presence. Jer'Tock was sitting on the edge of my chaise Sun lounge. Around us were the muted sounds of people enjoying themselves. We were in what everyone was now calling the Empress pavilion, a pool-flora park combination the Emperor, and others, had had specifically constructed for me. The waterfalls, the lovely plantings and trees, and the many gorgeous sun terraces made it all seductively beautiful. The fresh smell of sparkling water, wet earth, and growing plants and flowers completed its unique beauty. Also cleverly designed in were a plethora of force field generators and defensive stations. The pavilion may have been the most heavily fortified position on the entire planet - perhaps in the Empire. This part of the pavilion was ringed with large floor to ceiling windows behind which visitors could sit at tables and watch those inside. The window seats were some of the most sought after seats in the Empire - and the constant stream of viewers fighting for access to the seats often made me feel like an animal in a zoo. "Yes, my love. The greatness within you has captured those beauties for you and the Empire. Both love you, you know," I said to Jer'Tock patting him affectionately. It had taken lots of work on my part to divert some of his sexual energies, and love, from me to them. He turned and kissed me hotly, and lovingly. I think he was still surprised, even after all this time, that I permitted other females near him let alone in his bed. He and everyone else knew I had the power to prevent such liaisons. That I actually went out of my way to encourage his relationships with Sensha and Lady Murielle, and conveniently looked the other way when he took some of the other concubines only increased his love and physical desire for me. So what did I know? And his intensity towards me sexually and emotionally had made me, as many were fond of saying, 'THE EMPRESS'. I had muted any objections Jer'Tock might have had about loving other females by keeping Lady Murielle and Sensha in my bed and keeping up my foy flower admiration. Both had been in my bed constantly since the attempted coup and surprisingly, Lady Murielle had recently become the aggressor between the two of us. She loved causing orgasms in me. Took pride in it in fact (giggle). 'Certainly easy with hot panties like yours! Right, Kid?' Max burbled. 'Max!' Entry into my bed was, in Lady Murielle's mind, one of the great perks of her being the number one concubine of the Empire. Our time together was truly delightful for me because she brought the one thing to bed I could never resist, honesty. She wanted me, wanted my love, and wanted my approval, which I gave her in unending quantities. And I greatly loved the unborn daughter she carried in her belly. Another thing I found deeply satisfying about Lady Murielle: her affection towards Hawkins. She always had a warm word, a hug and an affectionate kiss on the cheek for him when they met. And she absolutely loved the small meetings I had started holding consisting of her, Sensha and I. We discussed things about the Empire any of us thought we should all be aware of (mostly evaluations on key people within the Empire and a comparison of feelings from our different talents). I had divided responsibility for certain key areas among the three of us, Lady Murielle political (including monitoring the other concubines and working with Stoneface), Sensha security - at royal functions, and I the running of the Imperial household and more help on security. I thought it important that we, the females of the royal m?nage, spoke with one voice to Jer'Tock. He had enough to worry about without differences of opinions disturbing him from within his own household, and truthfully, I didn't feel like throwing my weight around. I wanted friends and equals, not servants. Hawkins, I think, loved these meetings as much as Lady Murielle did for he adamantly refused to let any one else serve us. Perhaps it was because he got kissed repeatedly by the three of us; however, with Hawkins, it could also be his way of showing approval of how I was running the Imperial household and for my discrete monitoring of happenings within the Empire. One thing for certain, Hawkins was no ones fool. "And you, Jasmine. Have I won your love?" Jer'Tock asked looking deeply into my eyes. Woo! Makes a girl pant he does. "Hope to pray and moan you have," I said fanning my face for effect. He grinned and let his hand brush low over my sensitive stomach. He loved doing that to me because he knew how it affected me and that there was nothing I could do to stop the effect. 'You mean it makes your panties wet,' Max said. 'Bugger off, Max!' "And what was it in particular that I did that captured your love, Empress of my heart," asked Jer'Tock kissing my hand then clasping it possessively against his chest. His love for me pulsed and throbbed within him and instantly stiffened my nipples. Our couplings remained so energetic that they had become the source of amusing anecdotes through out the Empire. And strangely that seemed to please people too no end, that their Empress liked to 'fuck like a mink' where the Emperor was concerned. Who can figure such things? "You dropped your pants and let me see your stiff dick. After that, I never had a chance," I said giving him my most wide-eyed bimbo look and voice. "Of course! Silly me had to ask." "Yes, Master," I said sweetly. I heard him grumbled a couple of times under his breath. I leaned forward and kissed his cheek. "Don't ever forget, Master, I not only greatly respect you, but I find you extremely desirable. My teasing often grows out of my great need for you," I said softly biting his ear. He lifted me from the sun lounge and brought me to his lap and kissed me deeply. I'm always surprised when he reminds me of how strong he is. Jer'Tock's kiss flooded me with his delicious emotions then he unfairly put me back on the sun lounge. Just when a girl needs a good . . . 'We know what you need.' 'Max!' After a very loving look and affectionate touch to my cheek, his eyes again found Lady Murielle and Sensha. I examined them with him and found myself getting turned on. I had insisted they dress to emphasize their pregnancies and both had complied, Sensha with distinctly fewer clothes. Their swollen bellies and breasts drew all eyes including mine. "Yes, my love. Your favorite concubine carries the future wife of your son and the daughter of your heart," I said. "You will love the child immensely and the child will return your love full fold. And then Lady Murielle's child will do something for you no daughter of your loins could - she will marry the son you have bred in Sensha and give you grandchildren for the dynasty which will rule your Empire for an age." "And our child, Love. When do I get to show your swollen belly to the Empire?" he asked. He did love me intensely and couldn't wait until my belly swelled with his child. I cherished his desire and was thankful he emphatically understood my nearly overwhelming fear. Apparently the last rejuve had made me fertile; however, I wasn't certain if my new genetics would produce talented children. And since we couldn't chance my being publicly pregnant in the next ten years, my children, some with Jer'Tock as the father and some with the Count as father, were being secretly born by some of the concubines. Sensha's ovaries had been removed early in her captivity and her eggs were being secretly harvested non-stop. We couldn't afford the risk of letting the families know we had an intensive-breeding program underway within the Empire. If they thought Sensha's child was the future Emperor then they would assume time was on their side. We didn't want to trigger the Families into doing something rash that would destroy both sides of the now fragile armed truce. I formed my mouth into a kiss-able O. "Master, I can hardly wait. I find YOUR FOY flower so delectable. Ooooohhhhh," I moaned while looking pointedly at his groin and at the same time I used my Family talents to erect Jer'Tock's beautiful prick. He groaned and bent at the waist to accommodate his now very stiff male phallus. Jer'Tock turned and looked threateningly at me. "Jasmine, your this close," he said holding up his fingers less than a half inch apart, "to me coming over there and ripping that suit off and taking you right here in front of everyone and Saint George himself." I swallowed. He meant it. "I'll be good. I'll be good," I said in my high bimbo voice with my hands near my head, palms upturned. I blinked innocently at him. "Good? You can't even spell it, let alone be it," he said with a snort. Jer'Tock was deeply amused and yet trying hard to be stern with me at the same time. He allowed me the concubines victory of causing him erections at odd times, even though he knew others thought my teasing attention to his maleness, my constantly erecting him at inopportune times, unbelievably entertaining. And one important thing about my teasing him so, it showed others my master really fills panties, I mean he really can fill a girls panties. Woo! "Can too. R.. o.. y.. a.. l.. C.. o.. c.. k," I spelled in my best bimbo voice. "Good," I said emphatically. Then I batted my eyes at him. I heard Lady Murielle and Sensha's giggling laughter in the background. There were fits of coughing from my guards. Jer'Tock was pleased as well as amused but he continued glaring threateningly. I didn't tease him further for I knew he would make good on his threat and I'm not quite that kinky . . . yet! Lady Murielle walked up and slipped an arm around his waist. His arm went automatically to her shoulders. My eyes focused on the dent in her dress at her groin. It was the outline of the pussy ring I had demanded Lady Murielle and Sensha be fitted with. They were just like mine except for the type of jewels on them. The sight of the dent in her dress made my heart stir. Lady Murielle, now totally confident of her position in the Royal household had become beautiful in her loving warmth and very accepting of my demand she never try to disguise that she had been fitted with such a ring. She had understood all the political implications before I had even finished making the request and had been deeply moved by my desire that she and Sensha be ringed. "My, Love," she said. "It's time - you need to leave." He glanced at his watch and nodded. He stepped forward, leaned down and kissed me deeply, lovingly, then turned and kissed Sensha. His recent public displays of affection towards Sensha represented a big change in his attitude towards her. A lot of that was Sensha's continuing obedience and her learning to be 'loving' without using her talents. With that he affectionately clasped Lady Murielle's hand and started walking towards his quarters. "A warning, Emperor Jer'Tock," I called out. He turned and studied my face. I mentally felt him receive a double touch followed by a soft pinch from Lady Murielle. At her coded touch his emotions turned to wry amusement. I found myself marveling at her skill at reading body language - she had quickly discerned my warning was nothing but devilment. "A warning?" Jer'Tock asked dryly. "Yes. That's a hot pair of panties you're walking off with. Be careful in dark places!" "Jasmine," Lady Murielle exclaimed. Sensha giggled loudly then clapped her hands in delight. The guards within hearing range again went into fits of polite coughing. "I think I can manage, EMPRESS Jasmine," Jer'Tock said loudly biting at his lip afterwards. He loved my teasing. Really he did! Does! Will! Whenever! I blew a raspberry at him causing Sensha to giggle again. The Emperor actually smiled at me before turning and walking to his quarters. Lady Murielle gave me a last look and shook her head while rolling her eyes. She had a slight smile while she did it. I knew what she was trying to tell me - he is the 'Emperor', Jasmine. But hey, I'm Farkle Dimwitty and everyone knows Dimwitties aren't the brightest stars in the night sky - so? What made me feel very satisfied was that as soon as he was out of sight of the windows, Jer'Tock's hand slipped firmly and possessively to her derriere. Pregnant or not, Lady Murielle was in for an energetic evening. When they had left, I patted the side of my sun chaise and scooted over. Sensha rose, came to my side and sat ponderously. I lifted my hand and stroked her affectionately, sending approval through the fingers of my hands. A delicious shiver ran through her. "Madam, Lady Sensha, do you have a moment for visitors?" asked Hawkins in his stentorian tones. I followed his eyes and saw a small group at the edge of the terrace. Lady Garin, Jer'Tock's aunt, was with them. It was undoubtedly more visitors who were being shown their importance by getting to informally meet the Empress. No matter the splendorous adjectives, the sweet references to noble purpose I knew what was really occurring - the petting zoo was now open. I sighed silently. There was a lot about the Empress bit not to like! I nodded and at a discreet signal from Hawkins, the small group advanced. This one looked more interesting than usual because there were two children in it. Lady Garin, whose company I greatly enjoyed - imagine her offering to give me her chair in the beauty salon so long ago, started to make the introductions. I rose gracefully and sexually (I had been practicing) and gave Lady Garin a big hug in front of everyone. Her eyes widened in surprise then she excitedly hugged me back. After that I shook hands with the men and women of the small group and pretended not to notice their staring. Oh, and the men all had really stiff erections - their way of being extra polite! 'Polite my ass!' 'Max! You don't have an ass.' 'There's nothing polite about an erection!' 'Not even if its owner asks you politely 'may I fuck you with my stiff dick, dear?' I asked ever so sweetly. Long pause. I swear! I just don't understand Max's need for rude noises these days. So as usual I just ignored him. Besides, I really didn't mind the staring part, after all I was sort of falling out of my slightly too small swimsuit and my wrists, ankles, and neck were adorned with the most precious gems of the empire. When the sun hit me just right, Farkle sparkled. A girl likes being looked at you know! Most things Jer'Tock was negotiable on; however, adorning me with permanent body welded jewelry was one of those things he had proved totally unyielding about. It was a manifestation of his extreme possessiveness where I was concerned. I was his and he had clearly marked his territory (all of me, giggle). In his love/lust relationship with me Jer'Tock operated on the three P principles: pride, possessiveness and pussy (mine). And not always in that order! Jer'Tock's possessiveness was also one reason I greatly encouraged his relationships with Lady Murielle and Sensha. It was an easy way (and also necessary for the future of the Empire) to exert influence on Jer'Tock without me having to use my Family talents. Other females for him (other than Lady Murielle and Sensha) were momentary diversions at best or political necessity, which I didn't envy him for at all. But no matter the requirements of his office, I truly was his life! Truthfully, Jer'Tock considered the jewelry he had had me adorned with my bedroom outfit and I suppose it was - I seldom wore anything else when he was near me. Our sexual relationship was definitely vibrant. 'You mean he fucks you until your eyes cross!' 'Max!' Then I giggled, silently. Jer'Tock was also, at least where I was concerned, very oral. I mean very, very, very, very, very . .' 'Farkle!' 'Well, he is,' I said defensively. "Mom," came a plaintively wail. "Jonathan's dicky is stiff." "Is not, tattle tail," said a small male voice unhappily. "Is too," said the slightly older and far wiser about such things female voice. She was obviously an older sister. I, along with everyone else, looked down and sure enough, the front of the small boy's swimsuit was tented out in a very obvious and very stiff erection. 'Getting them a little young aren't we?' 'Max!' I could feel the small boy's distress and knew he was near tears. His mother was about to chastise him because of her uncertainty and fear about my reaction. I quickly put a finger to my lips to shush her then knelt before the small boy. "Jonathan?" I asked looking him nearly in the eye. "I'm not trying to be bad. It just did it," he said somewhat confused. He seemed baffled by the unexpected behavior of his unruly part and I sensed he was fearful he might somehow be doing something bad or even worse, be inline for punishment now. I could tell he had been warned to be on his best behavior. "Jonathan, do you know about the Emperor?" "I think . . . maybe. He's like, umm, head schoolmaster sort of," answered the boy. He was looking at me then at his sister who was rolling her eyes at his answer. "Of everybody," he added quickly knowing his sister was sure to have the last word. At the last his older sister groaned. I just barely kept from giggling. Jer'Tock was going to hear about this description. Big time! "Very good, Jonathan. And that means the Emperor is very important. And almost every time he sees me his dicky gets stiff. And that's a good thing. And now you have done something the Emperor does all the time. Neat huh?" "Really?" his eyes widened and he risked a quick glance down at his tented swimsuit. "Yes, really. And I think it's neat," I said. "Can I kiss you on the cheek?" He quickly looked up at his mother then at me. "Mom does all the time, and I kind of like it. Sometimes! A little! A . . ." My kiss cut short his qualifications. He felt his small cheek and grinned at me. "I really like you!" he said with small admiring eyes. "And I really like you, Jonathan," I said smiling approval at him. I kissed his sister a minute later and ten minutes later when the small group left Jonathan's mother was beaming with pride and thinking very warm thoughts at me. I had taken the time to compliment her on her beautiful children (they were). They all left as adoring fans. "Good by, Lady Garin," said Sensha throatily. Lady Garin made eye contact with Sensha and I saw a sexual shiver run through Jer'Tock's aunt. And suddenly I knew - they were lovers! Lady Garin's hasty glance and slight flush of guilt easily confirmed that insight. I looked down demurely and waited until the small group was nearly off the terrace before turning to Sensha. "You've been a bad bad girl!" And then I started giggling and had to struggle to keep it low enough so the departing group didn't hear me. That wouldn't do! Sensha had undoubtedly seduced Jer'Tock's aunt. I found that delicious. And it also told me how much Sensha had changed since her days in the House of Darna. Sensha was smiling demurely at me then unable to resist she giggled also. I kissed the tip of her nose then turned towards the small group. I used Max to tune in on their conversation. I know! It's not nice to eves drop, but a girl has to have some vices. 'Some?' 'MAX!' I warned. "I didn't do bad," said a small male voice. "Jonathan, you get the gold medal, buddy. For me, we need to get back to the room so I can change shorts and wash," said an adult male voice. "You didn't," said Jonathan's mother in chastisement. "I did warn you," Lady Garin said interrupting the family discussion. "The Empress can charm the stone from a statue and did she not have the heart of a truly great Empress, no one would be safe from her." There was a slight pause. "When she is in a female desiring mood she has the same effect on females." That statement ended any rebuttal the mother might have been going to make. "It would take someone that stunning to be comfortable having another female around as alluring as the other women with her was," said another adult male voice. "That's why Lady Jasmine is 'OUR' Empress," Lady Garin replied. Her reply sounded a lot like something Jer'Tock or Hawkins would say because of its possessiveness. I turned to Sensha and kissed her cheek. Seducing Lady Garin may have been a very good thing! "You just got a nice compliment," I said nodding towards the group. Sensha smiled and snuggled against me. I hugged her, then let my hands roam her swollen belly. I emoted strong approval and love. "I love your hands, Mistress," Sensha said swallowing and shivering again. Sensha's addressing me as Mistress spoke of unabashed devotion. With the early discipline I had instilled in her during her initial retraining plus the love and constant sex I arranged for her, she was becoming exquisitely delightful. She was submissive to Jer'Tock and sexually responsive in the extreme, but I was the lover her body needed and desired. I had caused in her the same overload that had caused me to bond on Jer'Tock. For practical purposes Sensha was my pet female animal and I think she recently had begun to suspect the truth of that. But happily that knowledge didn't seem to upset her. I kept stroking her, manipulating her body shamelessly just below the level of true awareness for her. "Yes and by how your belly swells, I can tell what part it is you loved about the Emperor," I said. Sensha giggled then became thoughtfully quiet. "You're not mad, Mistress?" she asked. "I'm very pleased, Sensha. As you should be." I patted her swollen belly and projected affection as strong as I could. She shivered and her hand found mine on her belly. She stroked my hand then closed her eyes as I continued caressing her and the child within. After a small orgasm ran through her I kissed her. If it was possible, Sensha possessed more of the ripeness of the female sex, now that she was pregnant, than ever before. She knew I enjoyed her ripeness and she was very aware of my protectiveness of her child. "My child will really be the next Emperor, Mistress?" "No one sees the future exactly, Sensha, and certainly not me, but barring serious injury or death, or fall of the kingdom, yes." "And Lady Murielle's daughter his bride?" "A bride important to your son's survival as Emperor. A very good reason for protecting the bride's mother wouldn't you say?" I asked continuing to stroke her. She shivered and kissed my cheek then she looked at me curiously. "You focused the Emperor's attention on Lady Murielle as they were leaving," she said. "And you didn't use talents to do it." I could feel how impressed Sensha was. "The Emperor needs Lady Murielle, Sensha. She loves him dearly and she gives rest and peace to a part of his soul," I said moving my hand to stroke the side of her face. "For all that he loves me, I'm not exactly restful where Jer'Tock is concerned." I heard Max snort. Sensha smiled knowingly. "We both need Lady Murielle also," I said stroking Sensha's face with the back of my hand. "Would you prefer her responsibilities and male monogamous relationship with the Emperor or prefer your life as a beautiful captive Princess having to serve 'many' empire males?" The lusty way I said 'many' caused Sensha to look inquiringly at me. Suddenly her mouth opened in a large O. "I wish to be obedient to you, Mistress. And serve as you see fit," she said dropping her eyes. I leaned forward and kissed her cheek. "I think some one likes FOY flowers," I said grinning. I was pleased she had understood what I was trying to tell her between the lines. "Me, Mistress?" she asked, her innocence flooding me. Suddenly I realized those feelings of innocence were a little too strong. Sensha was emoting - deliberately! She was learning. "You're getting good!" I said kissing her cheek again. Her face radiated her absolute pleasure at my words. Sensha loved praise from me. She also loved the chains and metal bra's and sexy panties I had had made for her to be exhibited in during royal gatherings. They made her look like a captive love slave. Dressed as we dressed her, she produced lots of testosterone overloads at diplomatic receptions now days. She also loved the pedestal I had had designed to display her on. I had made a sensual setting that displayed her beauty magnificently. We were playing the Captive Princess bit to the hilt and Sensha had taken to it like a duck to water. She got to be mostly nude, terribly beautiful in front of the most powerful males in the Empire. And some of them got to use her, if I approved. Now a days we seldom saw a male differently so she absolutely loved the role. Additionally, we were both happy with her role in the Imperial household. What everyone didn't realize was that she was using her position on the pedestal and her talents to search the gathering for danger. Hidden devices in the pedestal kept her in contact with the Emperor's personal guards and Lady Murielle and myself. And the fact that I trusted her, worked to get others to trust her, had made Sensha absolutely devoted to me (if the sex hadn't already). But truthfully, her only experience before had been surviving the Families harsh society and being freely loved and respected was something it had taken Sensha awhile to learn to appreciate. Now she reveled in it as I did and had no desire to ever return to the Families way of life. Too many new desirable people to fuck . . . er, ah, I never said that. And ignore whatever that dipstick Max says. "Mistress, I would like to help you with your companions, if such is possible." Surprised, I looked at Sensha's face and saw a wistful look. I lightly scanned her and quickly determined more was involved than sexual longing. I caressed her cheek with the back of my hand in approval. "Is there a particular reason?" "Yes, Mistress. Hawkins said it was one of the important things you were involved in and I would really like to be of assistance to you everywhere possible. And it would be an opportunity for me to make true friends." I found myself greatly impressed by her answer. I smiled at her then kissed her cheek approvingly. "The answer is yes, Sensha. We'll go slow and as your skills increase so will your interaction with my companion. And when the time comes, you can choose companions of your own. Long term that would even be better for the Empire," I said brushing her cheek once again. Sensha beamed with happiness. And I found myself curious. How had Hawkins reached that conclusion? "Madam, Lady Sensha," said Hawkins balancing a tray with two drinks. I hadn't realized until Hawkins arrived with the tray that I was thirsty. He has to be a mage, has to! He carefully gave Sensha her drink then scanned her body with a hand scanner. At my request he always served her and Lady Murielle first. He studied the readings, was apparently satisfied then handed me my drink. He used a different scanner, one that was minutely tuned to my body. Again he studied the readings carefully. He never let anyone else see the readings and I suspected that he had discerned to some extent Max's presence. From the first moment he had joined my household Hawkins had fussed over me worse than a mother hen. I noticed Sensha watching him intently. "If you would like, I will arrange for you to have your own major-domo, Sensha." "Oh no, Mistress," she said looking at me quickly. "I am safest and happiest when I'm near you. Besides, it's unlikely that one could be found as irritating as Hawkins," she said looking very innocent. I laughed in delight. "Hawkins, you hear that? Irritating. That's what this beautiful healthy child said. Irritating!" "Indubitably, Madam. And so beautifully spoken it was! I must be making progress," he said solemnly. Sensha and I both giggled. Then I pointed at Hawkins. "Here, Hawkins." I motioned with my finger and he bent at the waist until I could kiss his cheek. Sensha kissed his other cheek. He stood and kept a very proper and dignified expression. "Very good, Madam. Will there be anything else?" "Mistress, before Hawkins leaves, I have a question about FOY flowers." I could feel her devilment. With the development of her sensing talents Sensha had of late openly started trying to please Hawkins - to gain his approval. Learning to tease delightfully was part of that process. For his part, when Sensha gave me the due Hawkins thought proper he went far out of his way to see to her comfort and give her his sincere respect. Because of me, he had been the first to do so and he and Sensha now had the beginnings of a very strong friendship though neither would have thought to call it that. "A question on FOY flowers?" I didn't do a real good job of hiding my smile. Sensha had grasped the FOY flower concept like a drowning man does a life preserver. "It's on Lesson one, Mistress. What if you can't identify the front?" Hawkins look of disbelief was absolutely lovable. "You run your right hand down their belly past the hair or where there should be hair, until you find protrusion. Then you curl your hand around it with your thumb away from their belly. The part that sticks out by thumb is the front," I said. "But what if there is no protrusion?" she asked wide eyed. She was really getting good at projecting - such innocence. "Choose another person, Sensha. You have a female," I said. I wasn't about to let her irreverence get the best of me. There were a few amused titters in the background. "What if there is a protrusion, but it doesn't extend out of my hand?" "Take off your bra," I said. Sensha smiled mentally and bit her lip pensively to appear serious. She was proud of her attributes - and rightly so. "And if I do and the protrusion still doesn't extend past my thumb?" "Stand in front of the male in only your panties and then take them off very slowly." "And if the protrusion still doesn't extend past my thumb?" she said trying hard for innocence only failing because of her amusement at my responses to her irreverence. She was learning many of my tricks. "Go to another room and start the process over Sensha - you're in the morgue." Hawkins laughed heartily as did my guards. Sensha grinned ear to ear then blew me a kiss. "Do you know I intend on keeping you barefoot and pregnant, Sensha? And every time you're are pregnant, Lady Murielle will be pregnant with a child of the opposite sex," I said. I was stroking Sensha's belly again. "Yes, I know, Mistress." "You know?" "Yes, Mistress. I listen to everything you do through the eyes of people you talk to. I hope that doesn't anger you." I looked at her in surprise. Her talent level was stronger than I had suspected. How silly of me! I, of all people, had let a pretty face and gorgeous-body influence my opinion. I couldn't even blame my lapse on a stiff dick! 'Sure you can, kid. Mine!' 'Max, behave!' "I'm impressed actually, as long as I don't catch you misusing that talent," I said to Sensha. "I'm doing it only to learn, Mistress. You make no attempt to control people, yet you get your way and everyone loves you. I wish to be like you, Mistress." "Everyone doesn't love me and never will, Sensha. Just the same as when you become a recognized and greatly loved Princess of the Empire, every one will not love you. That is not something you should ever worry about however, it is the nature of life I think. And I'll teach you whatever I can," I said. "You would teach me?" Sensha's eyes widened. "Of course. Before long you'll need those skills to be a fitting Princess of the Empire." "Princess," she asked looking at me a little confused. It was one of the 'to be resolved' issues with Emperor Jer'Tock - unspoken until now. I patted her swollen belly again and let my hand wander to her cunt ring. When I patted and rubbed her there she jumped and breathed in short rapid breaths. Might have had something to do with my having her clitoris grown to the size of a small grape, a very sensitive small grape (giggle). "You carry the future Prince and you were a Princess of sort in your home kingdom, Sensha. Importantly, your son must be proud of his mother. The same is true for Lady Murielle and she can't be a Princess unless you are one also. In your case, time is necessary for the incident behind your becoming part of the Royal household to slowly fade in most memories. That necessary time gives you the opportunity to develop the skills you'll need for being an outstanding Royal Princess." Sensha wrapped her arms around me so enthusiastically that we both almost fell over. She kissed and hugged me repeatedly. "I love you so much, Mistress," she said breathlessly after a few moments. "I love you too, Sensha." And I did. She was trying hard to please me and doing well at it. I brushed the hair back from her eyes. "Would you like a hot oil rub down from Colonel Lunak?" My guard Captain was now a Colonel and Sensha deeply appreciated his male attentions. He saw Sensha as a lovely female and me solely as Empress. I didn't try to disturb that relationship. Sensha squealed and buried her head in my neck. 'I knew I wasn't the only one that liked those puppies! And she's natural girl,' I said to Max while stroking Sensha's back. Shivers ran deliciously through her. After all of my training, her body was extremely sensitive to my emotions coming through my hands. 'Don't gloat, Kid. It's not becoming. And with your rejuve, your as natural as they come!' Shortly after Sensha and Colonel Lunaq left, one of my favorite guards, Specialist Tolemay and his sister, Maurena, appeared. I had not seen any signal, but knew Hawkins was doing the choreography. I sighed with pleasure - another pregnant female! I was having a good day. "Holy George, one of the all time classic Empire Beauties with his drop dead gorgeous royally fragrant FOY flower loving sister," I said loudly projecting awe and desire. Maurena laughed delightedly and pushed her brother on his shoulder. "Barely knows I'm alive," she said snickering. I refrained from chuckling at his look of exasperation. Maurena came to my chaise and sat on its edge. She gave me an affectionate kiss followed by a very welcome hug. Her brother also gave me a loving hug. I could feel them brimming with excitement. "I doubt many are buying the captive concubine bit the way she so obviously loves you, my Empress," said Maurena looking towards the departing Sensha. "Jasmine! It's Jasmine," I said. "And even if they don't, she has really been working hard and deserves a reward. And she does so love a good exit." Maurena laughed and leaned to kiss me once again. I let my hands roam over her swelling belly and projected sexuality and approval. I felt the tell tale shivers start and before long I knew she was close to orgasm. I stopped most of my emoting not wanting to embarrass her in front of her brother. Around Maurena's neck was a jeweled band with golden heart - which signified her status as part of my household and that she was with child. Also swinging from the jeweled band was the insignia of the Royal guards. That small addition proudly proclaimed she was one of theirs - a family member. The guards tried not to let it show, but they treated her like their own royalty. She and her brother was the second brother sister companion combo to come from my guards. As the two of us exchanged affection I could feel her brother's pride. It still seemed strange to me for brother's to be so proud of the fact their sister's shared my bed and was with child without a husband. Prerogatives of royalty I guess. "You two seem excited. Good news?" I asked. "Possibly, Empress Jasmine. A very successful small trading house with an attractive son, and a live-in niece, has made an offer to both of us. We have agreed to meet and listen. If the son is an empire beauty," she turned and grinned at her brother who rolled his eyes, "I'm interested. Truthfully, I'm not sure which one of us they desire most." I grinned at her and we hugged again. The offer was exciting because it would represent a large step up for them both - not that they weren't deserving and ready. The house they went to would prosper financially and become one of the new dynasties that would soon be developing in the empire. After a few more minutes of visiting they stood, gave me a last hug then turned to leave. "Maurena, I want you to be very careful. There are lots of stallions in the halls and worse, some of them are in uniform. And well, we all know how stallions in uniform affect you," I said innocently. She blew me a raspberry and her brother laughed. I laughed, reassuring her and her brother that all was well. Their momentary uncertainty was one of the reasons I found the Empress bit for the birds. There was never a time when the position I had been forced into didn't intrude. Only Hawkins seemed immune to the lofty address. After they were gone and no others approached, I removed my suit bottom and top and lay out on my stomach. I did so carefully for the jeweled ring in my groin made caution a by word. The surprise and pleasure of the watchers around the gardens at my actions was gratifying. Gone were my young girl breasts. I now had large womanly glands that rolled and wobbled wonderfully when I moved. My nipples were large, luscious and perhaps even stunning. Well, when they were sucked on they certainly were! Using Max I tuned into the conversation of two males watching me from the other side of the glass. I've become part secret bitch I think! "Not only that, but I've heard from reliable sources those beauties flash a dark reddish pink when she gets excited," said the one with the lower voice. Damn, that had started coming back? 'Max?' 'Hey, it's a nice effect. Everyone likes it.' I sighed mentally. He was right! Even I liked it. I had him open a few work screens and as I lay sunning I reviewed data I was curious about. The sun felt delicious, especially on my exposed buttocks. 'Hey Max, I just figured out why I was never a shy female virgin." 'Boy, this ought to be a dilly,' Max said dryly. 'I never had the balls for it!' 'Very funny, kid! Ha Ha!' Hawkins came with a fresh drink, and checked my back and buttocks by pushing his thumb gently into them, and watching the reaction of my skin after he released it. "You need more sunscreen, Madam." I reached out and grabbed my bra cups and sat up. I held the cups over my breasts as Hawkins rubbed sunscreen on my back, then my buttocks, legs, feet, face and finally my ears. All the while I noticed that my cradled my breasts continually tried to overflow the cups. 'Dam it, Max! I told you no larger.' 'What's an inch or two among friends.' 'Max, I think you've got a breast fetish.' 'Boy are you slow on the uptake, Kid.' "Madam, I believe I have found Quadpucker relatives of yours in the military," Hawkins said. "Under a nearly similar name." Hawkins had just finished the last of my oiling and was looking down on me with pride. He exulted in my extra inches - my growing voluptuousness. It had even become part of his queenly spiel now - an Empress in all her proportions or some such nonsense. "Nearly similar," I asked. "Yes Madam, a name so close it's obviously familial to your Quadpucker lineage." Who could be unfortunate enough to be stuck with a family name like quadpucker? "What name would that be, Hawkins?" I asked curiously. "Motherpucker, Madam! I been told on good authority that the name is commonly heard in the services." And Hawkins managed to say it with a completely straight face! My guards all groaned. "Your being . . ." I broke out laughing, uproariously, totally unable to keep my composure, "irritating, Hawkins," I finally managed still laughing. His remark was so good I started clapping in appreciation. Hawkins was beating me at my own game of irreverence. "Yes, Madam. I excel at it." "Hawkins, how are your lessons on sneaking up on females when they have their eyes closed going?" He looked carefully at me judging my mood. "Madam, I expect success any day now." One of the guards snickered and then quickly coughed to cover his gaff when I gave him a look of displeasure. "What I'm really interested in Hawkins is in your bed being warmly filled." I looked warmly at my major-domo and radiated great affection to everyone near me - strongly. I never missed an opportunity to let everyone know my regard for Hawkins. He rolled his eyes and a look of dismay crossed his face. "Please, Madam, think no further about the matter nor say a single word - anywhere. If my bed gets any fuller I will have to install a turnstile, a ticket taker and find a new place to sleep." He shuddered visibly at that thought. "Please have no more concern along those lines, Madam," he implored. "Please!" I smiled in satisfaction. Poor Hawkins! I knew that one or two of the recent concubine additions had clearly targeted him for their attentions. A girl came out of the pool and walked towards us. She had a stunning head of luscious red hair, was pixie cute with proud youthful breasts and hips that did wonders for her walk. I had felt her eyes on me more and more of recent. She was the eldest daughter of a powerful trading house and represented another recent development - powerful economic houses throughout the Empire and allied worlds trying to get their daughters and sons into the royal Seraglio or any other position in the Royal household that might give access to me. Getting labeled as an Empire Beauty had become a mark of some distinction among the sons of the major houses. And surprisingly all of those who had been just that were making strong marriages in every sense of the word and cutting wide swaths within the Empire. It had been bad enough when it was only the politicians doing it. Sheesh! And it was all sweet little Robin's fault. She had gone to her new husbands trading Corporation and instead of making a splash, had created a tsunami. Her honesty, her deep loyalty to myself (and the Emperor) and her love for and absolute delight in her new in-laws had stood everything and everybody on end. She was so vivacious and loving that no one who came in contact with her came away unaffected. She had even taken her own major-domo with her when she left the Royal Seraglio, a distant relative of Hawkins, and with his help was quickly establishing that she was going to be a major economic addition to her new family. And somehow that beautiful minx had picked up some rudiments of family talents from just being around me - nothing I did of course! Her success and that all other of my past companions were busily doing their best to emulate beautiful Robin's impressive flowering wasn't helping matters any either. "Empress Jasmine?" I dropped my bra cups and let my breasts swing free. Her eyes went to them and lingered, as did the eyes of all the watchers. I had sensed the sudden rise in lust at the tables along the glass wall. "Yes, Aolen?" Her eyes widened and suddenly she grinned ear to ear. "I affect you," she said excitedly. I restrained my sigh. Nipple glow! Everyone goes absolutely batty over knowing they give me wet panties. Another thing I'll never fully understand! "You are very sensual, Aolen. And your personality is most pleasing. Many people beside myself desire you." 'What happened to fetching. Last one didn't bring back the stick?' 'Max!' Suddenly Aolen cast her eyes down and I could see a blush slowly filling her face. She was embarrassed, but filled with sexual desire and curiosity. Finally she glanced up. "Empress Jasmine, I've never . . .." I waved off the rest of her reply. She would be absolutely delicious: in taste and in enthusiasm once her shyness was gently overcome. And with careful tutelage her confidence and enthusiasm would grow until she became one of the Jewels of the court and certainly one of my favorites. I suspected it wouldn't be to long before Jer'Tock would want to bed her - as he did all my companions now. An event greatly anticipated by all my companions and would be companions. And surprisingly, one that Jer'Tock did more for my pleasure than his own. Everyone had become interested lately in ensuring a steady progression of companions for me. "Come to my chamber tonight, Aolen. Come with a change of clothes and stay the night. We'll eat in and find out about one another. I think you are going to be a great addition to the court." She gave me an excited nod, then ran back to the pool and dove in cleanly. It had taken a lot of courage for her to approach me so openly. Tonight I would make sure her courage was amply rewarded. And months from now when I was done teaching her all the things I had learned about sex, affection, lust and love, she would never stand for being mistreated or settle for being unloved. "I'll have a chef laid on, Madam, something light with wine, perhaps. And a delicate mixture of fruits, cheeses, prawns in lemon sauce, and vegetables as appetizers?" "Thank you, Hawkins." "I'm thinking we won't have much time to enjoy that one, Madam. The offers for her started the moment she gained entrance to your compound." I nodded in agreement as pleased warmth flooded me. It was part of the reason I found Hawkins so delightful and utterly useful. Whatever project I embarked on, or showed any interest in, it quickly became 'our' project. He never questioned the need or reason of it - only how he could assist in its implementation. And in that he was a genius. And Hawkins took as much pleasure in the spectacular flowering of my companions as I did. Of course the fact that a growing number of well married beautiful women considered him a loving special uncle and Godfather to their first borne child might have had something to do with that also. "What impresses you most about her, Hawkins?" "Intelligence, Madam. She has it in large amounts and isn't afraid of using it." "Think she might be our first not to become a mother?" Hawkins did the impossible - he snorted and made it sound dignified. "Madam, she's been talking with some of the other young Misses about approaching you en mass for group FOY flower lessons for all of them. That one understands well the uniqueness of the opportunities here. With her intelligence and innate vivaciousness, I think she will take the court by storm." "I think so too, Hawkins." I motioned and he bent so I could again kiss his cheek. Much to the dismay of the watchers, I lay back down on my front covering up my breasts and large puffy glowing nipples. As I lay sunning ideas I had been thinking about for some time coalesced. 'I was part of some long-term project of the Free traders, wasn't I, Max? That's why my genetics were programmed to produce you and give me an unusually high level of sexual allure.' "Great deductive leap, Kid. You've come a long way." "Was I . . . we the first?" "The first to successfully escape the Families, Kid. All before us suffered bad ends." His unadorned statement sobered me. I could imagine what those bad ends were and death wouldn't be anywhere near the worst of that list. But what good was I too the Free traders? I had been sterilized? MY EGGS! Sweet George, my embryo's! The Free traders had only let me go after they had secured 20 of my eggs! The knowledge rocked me. 'Family genetics,' I said to Max. 'It's all about Family genetics. Somehow the genetic sterilization procedure didn't work and now, by the twenty eggs they got from me, the free-traders will be able to go head on head against the families within a generation." "It's more than that, Kid. You're a walking genetic replacement-lab. Every time you take a serious lover, their children will have family talents and their children's children ad infinitum will enjoy that benefit. Best guess is that society every where will face a very large upheaval starting in three or four generations.' 'Robin's children? Maurena's? The others?' 'Very definitely. That is why eventually you lose interest in your lovers - they have become genetically imbued.' 'Not - if it can fly, walk, crawl or swim, Fricket can fuck it?' 'Afraid so, Kid. Him too.' I groaned. I could only hope that the genetic enhancement I was imparting carried increased intelligence. I thought about Max's information. It explained a lot, especially my inability to find that one special person until I had somehow bonded on Jer'Tock. Thoughts of that bonding made me feel warm inside. Life was so much fuller with Jer'Tock as my sexual life mate. It was also vindication of my not inviting Hawkins to my bed. That would have lost him too me. In my case, unrequited love was definitely the best for long term closeness. Thankfully Sensha and Lady Murielle were part of my bond to Jer'Tock. 'Will my eggs produce children with implants like you?' 'Interesting question, Kid. No one is sure, but I wouldn't be surprised that some fertilizations produce working implants. My basics are genetically encoded within your DNA." I thought about what Max had said. Social upheaval was an understatement. My children or at least the children I caused to be genetically imbued were going to hit the Galaxy like a hurricane, especially since the talents, unlike the families, would 'always' breed back. 'Where's my father, Max?' 'In another Galaxy if he still lives, Kid. His continued presence couldn't be risked. It would have decreased the odds far too much. Even with him gone, the success probability was below fifty percent when our project was initiated.' I was silent. What family I was ever going to have was here now: Hawkins, my companions, the Emperor, Sensha, Lady Murielle, the Admiral and so on. I knew I was fortunate, despite my ordeal of pain. Or perhaps because of it! I was totally free to love those around me without pretense or old hurts and I intended to do exactly that - and deeply. 'So what you are saying is that when I take someone to bed, male or female, I am fucking the Families!' 'You could put it that way,' said Max dryly. 'I just did, Maxine' 'It's Max!' 'Don't be a spoilsport, Maxine. I don't have a male bone in my body so take your new name like a real female bioorganic logic node. It's just us girls now.' 'Na, na na na na na!' replied Max in irritated singsong. Lord love a duck! I've just been a pain in the butt to Maxine! Oh the wonder of it! And so it was that a former boy with the unlikely name of Farkle Dimwitty Quadpucker NimNums the 23rd became the first of the great line of Empresses the Tsarick Empire produced in its dynastic period. Fini ***************************************************************** Hope you found this final chapter enjoyable. Did it end the way you wanted? My sincerest thanks to the many readers who took the time to drop me an e-note or make comments. I was very very impressed by the number of really good constructive criticisms I received and very thankful. They were worth their weight in literary gold because they allow an author to see things through the reader's eyes. Many of the comments prompted hasty rewrites of sections and occasionally led to added sections. My many thanks and if the story left you with questions, please let me know because sometime in the future I'm sure all the episodes will be rewritten/edited into a novella and reposted - meaning a last chance on my part to correct story shortcomings or making it more satisfying. I can be reached at [email protected] Again, heartfelt thanks and may life show all of you a gentle loving hand. Noel Lexicon