Alpha Males conquered earthly men part 3
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Queen X and the Xblades belong to talented audio performer Xyta Midnyte
she can be found on Patreon, also at r/PalaceofMidnyte. This depiction of
Queen X and any other involved characters who may be namesaked from other
people are presented here based on my own imagination. I do not have any
additional knowledge of what Xyta looks like aside from the information
publicly available via the above channels.
Alpha Bitch
By Peg Thebois
Travis was shivering as he knelt on the cold concrete floor but it wasn't
the chill in the warehouse that made him shake, not even given the fact
that he had been dragged in here and stripped naked by three 'roid
monkeys. He was shivering because of the last thing one of the grunts had
said as he shoved Travis down to his knees. "We've told The Queen you're
here."
Queen X, leader of the Xblades, the most powerful gang in the city. Their
turf was huge. They had gobbled up one gang after another amalgamating
their territory and their memberships until they controlled everything
East of the river. But the river formed a natural barricade and the gangs
that held bridges had formed an uneasy truce to try and hold the Xblades
here. Travis was a member of The Alpha Dogs, a gang whose modest
territory included the North Street bridge; well, not a member quite yet.
He had been given an initiation, that was how he ended up here, kneeling
naked in a warehouse awaiting the arrival of the most feared woman in the
city.
The door at the far end of the warehouse rolled up with a clatter and
Travis had to shield his eyes from the headlights of a large Hummer as it
pulled in and the door rolled shut behind it. The engine cut and for a
while it just sat there, the silence building in the warehouse until it
became suffocating. Travis could hear his heart pounding in his ears and
finally the 'chunk' sound of the door opening. This was followed by a
couple of clicks as someone got out of the back seat, someone wearing a
pair of wicked black stilettos, Queen X.
She stepped around the door, dressed in a skirt that just barely reached
her thighs and a tightly cinched corset. Both garments were made of black
leather in contrast to her waves of blonde hair that looked like something
from a shampoo commercial and her pale skin which almost glowed in the dim
light of the warehouse. Travis had not been expecting her to look like a
model. Another jacked up gorilla climbed out behind her carrying a duffel
bag containing who knows what. She sauntered towards him, a casual stroll
with an amused smirk on her lips.
"Well, well, what have you boys brought us today?" Her voice was light,
almost fairie-like, the sort of thing Tinkerbell would have had if she'd
spoken.
"We caught this punk spraying an Alpha Dog tag on The Grande."
Her eyebrow popped up. "The Grande? My my, usually these little pups only
creep a couple blocks outside of their yard, tag some tenement and run
away, tail tucked, lest they get caught. And you came all the way down to
The Grande? Did you want to get caught?"
Travis was trying not to hyperventilate, but when The Queen paused a
moment he couldn't stop himself from blurting out the thing he'd been
fixating on since he had realized he'd been made. "Please don't cut
anything off of me." It came out with a sob that Travis hadn't expected.
She cocked her head for a moment but then realization dawned on her face.
"Ohhhh, no little puppy, I am not Queen X. I am her Consigliere; I am
here to prepare you, after all you can't meet The Queen looking like
this." She reached out and ruffled Travis's hair, her hand coming to a
stop on his forehead. "You can call me... Addie." As she finally gave a
name she pushed on Travis' forehead pushing his head back but not hard
enough to make him fall over.
He still couldn't shake the horrible stories he'd heard about people who
crossed the enigmatic crime boss and paid in flesh. "But that guy. Did
she really cut off..." The thought was too much for Travis to vocalize.
Addie chuckled. "She did indeed. He stole from her, so she stole
something from him. A pathetic couple of inches in exchange for a rather
sizable stack of money. I suppose you heard about the girl as well, yes?"
Travis nodded dumbly. "Tongues are a privilege, not a right. At least
she put it to good use before she lost it."
It seemed like Queen X liked to be ironic in her punishments; no not
ironic, poetic justice, that was what he was thinking of. Cutting off
tongues and... more. What would she take from him, the fingers that had
used the spray cans? His eyes for the connection with graffiti art?
"Hmmm you got quiet," Addie mused. "Now I know what the Queen has in
store for you, and you will be leaving here with all your body parts.
Your pride? That remains to be seen. Now let's get you ready to meet
Queen X."
Her ape held the duffel as Addie unzipped it and reached inside. "First
let's cover that little thing," She giggled and gestured to Travis'
crotch. With a flourish she pulls a small handful of fabric out of the
bag. Travis felt his stomach drop, those were panties, lace panties;
after the prospect of having fingers or other body parts cut off a pair of
panties should have been a relief but somehow it wasn't. "Stand up."
Addie squatted down beside him holding the panties open for him to step
in, pink fabric and black lace, a big pink bow at the back above where he
would have expected the seat of the panties to be but it was just an
outline of lace. Travis knew that not cooperating was out of the question
so he just stepped one foot in, then the other, letting her guide him to
the proper position. Smoothly they slid up his legs and around his hips.
The lack of a back to them left his ass hanging out, taking him by the
shoulder Addie turned him around to face the three goons that had brought
him in.
"What do you think Marco?"
Travis tried to figure out which of them was Marco but none of them
responded they just stood there looking impassively at her. Travis
started and gave a surprised little squeak as an unexpected hand grabbed
his ass from behind. "Not too bad. He's got a tight little butt on him,
very cute." The ape that had been in the Hummer with her; that was Marco
and it was now obvious why Addie felt safe accompanied by such a large,
brutish looking man.
Addie then wrapped something around Travis' chest, black material with
pink lace. If he was a woman it would have covered from breasts to hips,
on him the top part sagged just a bit where he lacked the breasts it was
designed for. He thought of it like a corset but weren't those supposed
to be laced up in the back? Addie seemed to just be doing this up, like
the closures on a bra, Travis had taken one off a girl often enough, but
he'd never had a girl put anything like it onto him.
He understood now what she had meant about his pride being uncertain. He
tried to ignore what she was doing and tried to look the guards in the
eyes, if not for the four large men he could surely run away. He could
lose this ridiculous thing and even being naked was better than this. He
could be arrested but that was undoubtedly better than this situation; but
he didn't want to think about what would happen if they had to subdue him
during an escape attempt. Especially with that bull queer Marco behind
him.
One of the guards dropped his chin and glanced overtop of his sunglasses
at Travis. The look in his eyes was incredulous, 'How could you let this
happen to you?' Those eyes asked. But what was Travis supposed to do?
What other option did he have? The goon pushed his sunglasses up so that
he didn't have to meet Travis's pathetic gaze.
Once the closures were all done up Addie turned him around again. She
took a moment fussing over his new garment, making sure it was on
straight, fluffing out the lacy ruffles around the bottom of it. "You
look marvelous darling," she chuckled taking a step back to examine
Travis. "Now let's see, the next step will be to do something about your
face." She pulled a small fabric bag out of the duffle and pulled out a
small compact.
Great, like the outfit wasn't bad enough she was going to put makeup on
him. Why was she doing all this to him, why were they making him over
like some sissy slut in order to meet Queen X? He kept asking himself why
he was still sitting here, why he was obeying her instructions but obey
them he did. "Close your eyes, look this way, look over here, don't
blink." His eyes were the focus for entirely longer than he felt was
necessary before she finally pulled out a black tube; any guy, even if he
didn't have any idea about make-up, knew what lipstick looked like. It
was a bright red, like maraschino cherries. "Open your mouth, lips tight
across your teeth, rike diss." She demonstrated for him and then slowly
stained his lips. It wasn't a completely foreign taste, he'd tasted
lipstick on the mouths of girls he'd kissed in the past but that was like
a pinch of salt on your food, this was more like a spoon right out of the
shaker.
"He'd look good with that smeared a little bit," Marco again. A generic
chime came from Marco's pocket. He pulled out a phone and checked it.
"The Queen wants to know if he has been giving us any trouble."
Addie squeezed Travis' cheeks. "No she's been a good girl. Another
couple minutes and she'll be all ready."
It seemed like the duffel was getting rather empty by now, but not
entirely exhausted yet. The next thing Addie decided he needed was a wig.
It was black with pink streaks, styled into ponytails on either side. It
wasn't enough to just plop it on his head and call it a day though. They
first put some sort of tape around the crown of his head. Once they had
it in place a bobby pin after bobby pin secured it to his own hair, each
and every one scraping against his scalp. When it finally stopped
wiggling on a test Addie nodded in satisfaction, then she took the last
thing out of the bag and clearly she had saved the worst for last.
These were the type of shoes strippers wore. The heels themselves were so
high and needle thin that it looked like you could stab someone to death
with them. Addie squatted again and picked up one foot sliding it into
the shoe. They were too small for him; the part that went overtop of his
foot felt painfully tight and his toes hung over the end, but she managed
to get the straps done up around his ankle. She lifted his other foot and
Travis felt off balance. He waved his arm to stay on his feet and just
when he thought he was going to fall over for sure he felt a large hand
grab him from behind. It gripped his armpit so strongly that he cried out
wordlessly in pain. "Ahhh, Ahh ahh ahh."
"Shut up Alpha Bitch." Addie barked, even squatting down in front of him
her demeanor gave no leeway as to who was in charge. Travis clenched his
teeth, the hand was still clenching his armpit like iron but he managed to
keep quiet. On the plus side the hand held him upright and steady, even
as Addie lifted his left foot again and started putting the other shoe on
him.
Finally once he was on both feet again the ape behind him let go of his
armpit. He breathed a heavy sigh at no longer having to clench his jaw
against crying out. Addie was standing back and examining him with the
same smirk she'd had when she first laid eyes on him. Probably comparing
her finished product with the vision she'd formed in her head. "What a
pretty little girl you make. Now you can just wait for Queen X. I don't
want to see you fidget or shuffle around. Just stand there and wait as
still as you can."
Travis practically scoffed at this, just wait, how hard was that? Many
very very long minutes later he was starting to get an appreciation for
how hard that was as his calf muscles were standing to burn, how could
shoes like these be this hard just to stand in, let alone walk? He
shifted his weight, not enough to lift up one foot but just to take some
of his weight off of it. Travis repeated this on the other foot standing
as long as each leg could stand it. After he shifted back and forth like
this a few more times over the next few minutes another large hand grabbed
him by the back of the neck. Travis tried to cry of but the way his neck
muscles tensed at the grip, all he managed was a strangled "Ack" sound.
"Stand still," Addie growled. "Women spend hours at a time walking around
in shoes like this, surely you can stand there patiently for a few measly
minutes without squirming around like a child. I'm wearing heels and you
don't see me dancing from side to side."
Travis didn't think this was fair, Addie surely had more experience in
heels, not to mention hers were bought to fit her; who knows where they
scrounged up this pair for him. Also he was pretty sure that the heels he
was wearing were taller than hers. No doubt she was aware of all these
factors but he was in no position to argue, dressed as he was and with a
hand on his neck pulling upwards forcing Travis to stand fully upright,
almost bringing his heels off the ground. The hand released him and
Travis eased back on his heels ever so slightly, he didn't want to be
pulled straight again; and on top of this he still had the diabolical
Queen X to face.
The minutes piled on as his legs cramped up worse and worse, it had to
have been at least half an hour. Travis was gritting his teeth again but
he held as firm as he could. Finally the door at the end of the warehouse
clattered open and another set of headlights illuminated him in their
glare.
This was not a Hummer like the other one, this was the Hummer's big
brother, the kind of big brother who pushes its younger sibling around.
It was a full on armoured Jeep, a Conquest Knight XV. Queen X didn't
waste any time psyching Travis out, the driver got out carrying a
footstool which he placed beside the rear door.
Finally he laid eyes on Queen X, and even though she could not have been
more different than Addie she was just as beautiful. Her skin was dark,
just this side of coffee, and while her capo was petite in every sense of
the word Queen X was towering and her body swole with gorgeous womanly
curves.
White leather from head to toe; her pants squeezed like a second skin over
her legs capped in thick powerful thighs. The pants were tucked into a
pair of motorcycle boots, not heels like Addie wore and certainly nothing
like the atrocities on Travis' feet.
The matching waist corset which pulled her into a stunning hourglass
figure featured the only colour in her whole outfit, a large X in black
stones. Her enormous breasts would have looked comically out of place on
a woman of lesser stature but for the swaggering goddess they were
absolutely perfect, struggling to overflow her bra, but the garment was
sturdy looking and held them in check. Over her bra the only thing Queen
X wore was a short jacket, it came down to around the bottom of her
ribcage and probably was designed for aesthetics alone as Travis doubted
it was able to be done up.
Her hair was pulled tight against her scalp but at the back in a ponytail
it was an explosion of onyx coloured curls.
Travis took all of this in as she crossed the room, forgetting for an
instant the dangerous situation he was in, distracted by her beauty. Her
face however reminded him, her plum coloured lips were twisted into a
menacing grin that lit up her whole face with sadistic glee.
"Kneel before me you Alpha Dog Fuck." Despite the hard edge to her voice
was as rich and smooth as velvet. Travis managed to not sigh in relief as
his legs finally could relax. "I knew I'd catch one of you eventually.
Painting your little symbols all over my territory, trying to claim it for
yourself, what the fuck were you thinking? Are you as stupid as you
look?"
Travis opened his mouth, he wasn't even sure what he was going to say but
Queen X cut him off with an amused giggle.
"Don't answer that, I already know it's true. Fortunately for you, I
have a plan and it does involve sending you back to your Alpha Puppies."
Travis looked up at her in surprise, despite Addie's promises he'd been
terrified that he might meet his end in this escapade.
"You look so shocked, I'm not a cruel person. Listen, tell me you name."
Travis didn't even think to lie, this whole made up like a girl situation
was really throwing him off. He just blurted out his name.
"Okay, Travis, I'm going to send you back to the Alpha Dogs. Of course I
am, what would I want with you, you ridiculous man? No I'm going to send
you back. I might even let you get changed first."
"Please, don't send me back like this." He might be able to claim his
assignment had been a success when he got back, but not if he showed up
looking like a sissy.
"Yes, I imagine they might have something to say if you showed up in this
bustier, and those lovely panties." She reached out with one finger and
playfully snapped at the elastic waistband. "Oh my do these have an open
back? How delicious. And you might have a little trouble tottering back
to your hideout out in those heels, maybe you'll find out why we call them
CFM heels; it stands for Come Fuck Me. But like I say I am a kind person.
Marcus, give me the bloke-buster."
Marcus stepped forward and started buckling something around The Queen's
waist, Travis couldn't make out the details but after a moment the ape
stepped away from his Queen revealing she was now wearing a black leather
harness, protruding from it was an enormous rubber dick. The dildo was
the same tone as Queen X's skin, and it was thick, veined and aside from
size absolutely realistic.
"Oh Travis," she said with a giggle, "your eyes are so wide, your mouth is
gaping. You didn't think there wouldn't be a catch?" She dropped all the
sweetness from her voice and her tone became steel, "You fucking idiot.
Listen to me and listen to me good." Slowly the growl dropped out of her
voice. "I'm letting you go back to the Alpha Dogs, you get to choose how
you go back. You can go back like this, made up beautifully in this
bustier and heels or you can go back in your own clothes."
There was no question for Travis, he couldn't let anyone else see him like
this. When he opened his mouth to reply Queen X just continued, "You get
to make that choice if you can take this cock down your throat."
Travis found his head shaking before he even thought about it.
"Don't you dare!" she growled. "Don't you dare argue with me you Alpha
Puppy Bitch! This is me being kind, this is me being reasonable. You
wanted to take my territory from me, well you will certainly be taking
something from me. You have sixty seconds to take this cock as far down
your throat as you possibly can, do you hear me? I want your lips against
the base, I want your chin knocking against these thick rubber balls."
He couldn't. Not only from a heterosexual standpoint but physically; it
was monstrous. Queen X grabbed his face with her leather gloved fist and
squeezed his cheeks. "Twelve inches; sixty seconds. And if you don't
make it." She giggled again and the softer tone crept back into her voice.
"We'll see how much of a bitch you are, when I send you back to the alpha
dogs, looking like one."
Queen X straightened up and stepped up to Travis, the dildo was brushing
against his lips now. "Sixty seconds. Go!"
He had to; he couldn't hesitate or balk. He just opened his mouth and
tried to stuff the dildo in. The rubber was firm and he found it hitting
the back of his mouth instantly.
Queen X laughed as he latched onto her cock. "Look at this guys, he's
trying. Oh dear, I don't think he's had a lot of practice though; look at
him he's struggling so much."
Travis tried to ignore the cruel mirch in her voice as he tried to
reposition the rubber in his mouth, with more of a diagonal approach he
might get more in. "You can do better than that Travis, come on, come on.
If you want to get out of this with your dignity intact you're going to
have to do much better than that."
Travis struggled and twisted his mouth this way and that trying to fit
more of it, how did women do this? He'd seen women in porn swallow cocks
almost as big as this, what was their secret? "I could help you," Queen X
offered. "I could pull your head down, huh? I could grab you by your
pretty pigtails and thrust your throat down onto this cock."
She showed him exactly what she meant grabbing the wig that was so
securely fastened to his head and pulled hard. He felt the knobby head of
the bloke-buster bump against the back of his mouth. His throat tightened
at the nudge but he thought he felt more of the length pass his lips.
That was the trick, literally swallow it. Or at least let it go down his
throat.
Queen X let go of his pigtails. "Or would you rather I didn't?" He lost
what ground he'd gained but tried to work it back into his mouth. "So
come on, push, push. I want to see your throat bulge with this cock."
Damn it he was pushing. His throat was trying to squeeze shut to prevent
it but he was trying his hardest to force past that. Past the muscle
twitches that worked against the intruder in his neck.
"Come on, you're running out of time."
Travis couldn't suppress a quizzical, "Mmmph?" She had to be messing with
him, it had been a few seconds. There was no way it was anywhere near a
minute.
"Yes, I'm watching the clock and you're not going to make it if you carry
on like that." He dared a glance up at her, she was watching the screen
of her cell phone. "Faster Travis. I fucking mean it," she spat.
He lowered his eyes to his target. The harness around her waist, he had
to get there. And if Queen X was telling the truth he had to get there
fast. He pushed his head down.
"Deeper. Deeper."
Travis pushed further and for an instant his entire digestive system
heaved from the stomach on up.
"Oh hey, hey, hey," she called excitedly to her subordinates, "look how
close he is."
His stomach gave another heave but after the muscles tensed there was a
relaxing when he could push more rubber down his throat. He was starting
to become aware that he hadn't been able to get any air into his lungs
since the dildo went down. Another lurch as his body tried to dislodge
the obstruction.
"Do you think he's going to throw up? Do you think he's going to vomit on
my rubber dick? How pathetic."
Every inch he forced, every time his body tried and failed to free his
airway was sending jabs of pain through his throat.
"Come on Travis, you can do it. Yes you can." She was cooing at him now,
the tone of voice you would use to encourage a puppy to follow commands.
He honestly preferred the threatening voice. "Come on, take it for the
Alpha Dogs, show them how strong you are."
Show them nothing, no-one was hearing about this, let alone seeing it.
All he would tell anyone is they tortured him and he withstood it. But
first he had to get the rest of this dildo down.
"Just a bit more, just a little bit more." She grabbed his ponytails,
"Come here, come HERE." With a grunt she pulled Travis so hard he felt
his nose hit her waist. She laughed as Travis struggled. His throat felt
like it was ripping itself open on the dildo, he could feel his eyes
watering and it dripped down his cheeks. "Is that good?" Travis felt the
wig on his head slip a bit as he tried to pull away from where Queen X
still had a handful of one pigtail. "Don't you struggle against me." She
moved her hand to the back of his head, holding him there, his neck
speared by the massive dildo. "You just stay right there with my rubber
dick stretching out your throat."
She stroked the back of his head like a puppy. As well as his throat his
lungs were starting to cry out for air. He pushed against her legs; it
was a pretty feeble effort but it seemed to get the point across.
"Do you need to breathe?" Travis tried to nod but he couldn't flex his
neck. "Do you need to fucking breathe?" He tried to make a noise that he
hoped sounded affirmative. All at once he managed to gasp a lungfull of
air as Queen X wrenched him off of her dildo by his wig and threw him to
the ground.
He lay there on his side for a moment as she laughed. "Oh my god, look at
you, I've never seen so much drool come out of a grown man." It was true,
he was only just becoming aware of it but his chin was practically
dripping.
Travis looked up at the figure towering over him, her legs like pillars,
her stomach as slightly curved, he could see it fighting against the waist
corset she wore but it was the foothills to the mountains that were her
breasts, and bobbing between him and the view was that damnable bloke-
buster.
"Well I have good news for you Travis. You made it. Yes, I had to give
you a bit of help and pull you down onto my cock but you made it." She
squatted down to brush his face with her hand. "I could see your lips
stretched all the way around my girth and I saw your chin butting against
my dangling rubber balls. Well done."
She could keep her well done, he just wanted to get his clothes and get
out of here.
"But I've got bad news too. You took longer than sixty seconds." She
waggled her finger and tsked at him.
Travis raised his head off the floor and croaked, "No." What was that
sound? His throat sounded as raw as it felt.
"Yes, you did, you took a hell of a lot longer." She turned to face her
phone to face him a video lasting 1 minute and 43 seconds. A damn video,
she had been recording that whole depraved scene. "And now, I get to have
some fun. Get him up boys."
A couple of the 'roid monkeys grabbed Travis by his arms and lifted him up
onto those, what had she called them CFM heels?
"I think I like this frame for my lock screen, what do you think?" She
turned her phone back to him again. It was the exact screen where he had
glanced up at her, his femmie eyes pleading, his mouth stuffed with a dark
skinned dildo.
"Now since you took 43 extra seconds to swallow my cock I think I will
drop you off 43 blocks from your turf."
"I can't..." Travis stopped speaking and descended into a coughing fit as
his throat burned.
"And if I can give you a suggestion, avoid Hurst street." She slapped him
on his bare ass, oh shit he had forgotten these panties left his ass
exposed. "Come on boys, we're leaving. Addie can you fix the bitch's
lipstick in the car?"
43 blocks in assless panties and fuck me heels. From the sounds of it
Travis' night was just getting started.
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