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Queen softly separated Alexia from Echo, making sure now to wake the sleeping blonde princess. Straddling Alexia, she rested her breasts upon her new toy.
    “As I said, you and your sweet friend are not guests. You are my new thralls. I have so many, and I know you will get along beautifully with them.” The Queen giggled softly, touching her nose to Alexia’s. “I know you both are exhausted from processing, so I will let you both rest for a few days. Still, I promise I will teach you to love me. It will be slow and exhausting and agonizing, but so pleasant as well.”
    Alexia stared back, her lips starved for her new Queen’s. “And what if I don’t learn to love you?”
    The Queen’s scarlet lips descended lightly, so close Alexia swore she felt the wind from her beating blood vessels. “Then I suppose,” the Queen’s tongue flicked against her nose “I really am a demon and I will have to burn out your soul with lust.”
    The Queen shifted herself off of Alexia, pressing something on the nightstand near her bed. Her hands ran themselves over her face, her lips still aching to touch any flesh they could. The shutters over the veranda retracted, showing the purplish gray haze of an early alien morning. In the distance, Alexia could make out the large moon setting, its smaller sister soon to join it. It was the first time Alexia had bother to see the sky.
    It’s not our sky…
    The Queen’s humming filled the bedchamber as her naked silhouette stretched and brushed aside the fingers in her hair. She reached for a violet and gold petticoat and draped her nakedness in it, hastily fastening it with a leather belt. Through the coat, her hips swayed in a subtle dance.
    Alexia swallowed, hoping to quell the heat in her chest as the Queen disappeared into a small set of double doors near the end of the chamber.
    It happened slowly and all at once.
    I loved it. I don’t care what anyone says. I loved it and I won’t apologize… and I really want to fuck her.

Chapter the 6th: Ecstasy of the Nine Heavens
    The lights of Nyxana’s walk-in closet illuminated as they sensed their mistress enter. She hummed a little bit of a song. She believed it to be Nymphs of the Vale of the Sugar Plum faeries or some such nonsense as that. It was some song a thrall had sung to her a long time ago; a dark haired youth with some wooden instrument she found so quaint and charming.
    He was sweet, but he was not what her newer pets were.
    The lights illuminated behind her long and plentiful racks of vapor juices, a myriad of crystalline bottles of tastes and aromas from all about the galaxy. She used to keep clothes this this closet, but eventually her wardrobe needed an entirely different chamber all together, so the closet became where she stored her juices. Aside from clothes and thralls from exotic planets, she loved collecting them.
    Her mind drifted to the sight of Echo and Alexia standing before her. Such beautiful new pets. Breaking them would be pleasant. She loved the ones from the more repressed cultures. They were ecstasy to break; a rigid and dogmatic shell on the outside but yearning and aching for pleasure on the inside. They always fought and agonized with themselves, calling the Queen a demoness or harlot or heretic or dissident or a million different words for “the woman I love but am supposed to hate because I was told to by my God or Gods or State or Old-Boring-Book some old cunts made me read”. The men were always easier to break, though they feigned the most resistance. The women were reluctant, often, but most of the time relieved. There was always some reason they held on, but they often loved to surrender.
    And then there were these two.
    Nyxana collected two bottles; Nymuran vanilla and Sinisar goda berry. Grabbing an empty vial, she poured the vanilla in first, then the berry, relishing the way the blood red berry juiced churned and stained the clear vanilla. Twisting apart her pipe’s empty tank, she poured