The Seeding Challenge
The royal company's itinerary had been altered by Marshram to include a little known settlement in the mountains near the border of the Kingdom to the east. The settlement had no name but the leader, Dario, had made an invitation to allow them to honor their new King as they had often honored Phileus.
The roads were treacherous; besides Ramos and Luc only a company of royal guards and several knights made the journey to the remote settlement. In a last minute change of heart he asked if one consort wished to be included; the seven consorts sent Maq.
The seven knew the next two weeks in one place with only one sex lounge was going to become boring so they created a series of games; an Olympics of sex. The first challenges involved the quantity of seed one could hold in his ass as well as the quantity one could produce in a day. The other games were to be a variety yet to be announced.
Maq was honored to be included in this royal excursion and did his best to be invisible yet immediately accessible. The two days spent making this added journey Maq found himself servicing not only the king and prince but the nobles, knights and most of the guards who came along.
He was allowed to sleep during the day while they traveled since his nights were entirely sleepless.
Dario was twice the age of Ramos, had feted Phileous many times and had a grand celebration planned. His entire region had been invited to attend.
During the visit, Dario sent one of his personal sex slaves to attend the royals's needs. Maq was glad to get the respite but at the same time jealous. Tag teaming the royal hard-ons had become his favorite. He was able to edge the two, laying side by side and at an appropriate time make them shoot their loads within minutes of each other.
Maq was also required to sleep in between the two; he gleefully serviced his masters's masters this way. Each night either the king or the prince would leave his penis in his ass after they came. Sometimes it would remain there until once again stiffening then Maq would wake to continue this assignment.
The slave which Dario had given Ramos was allowed to service them as well but not as often as Maq. Maq made sure of that.
The third and last night of the celebrations was a large feast and the entertainment was to be before everyone ate. Ramos found this odd, but slightly reminiscent of his father's fetishes.
The gifted sex slave who seemed always to be on hand had been absent all day. The wood for a fire was laid ready to roast whatever beast Dario had captured for the event.
The roasting pit was lit and as the coals reddened the evening's fare was brought out.
The sex slave given by Dario hung by one wrist and one ankle was hung over the slow growing fire. Ramos was alarmed but both he and Luc had gotten used to the queer fetishes enjoyed in this small community.
Dario approached the pit with a long metal rod in hand. To the uproar and cheering of the crowd the leader poised the pointed the pointed rod and began to shove it in the hanging boy's ass. The crowdwent wild, screaming what sounded like which body part they were claiming. The smiling Dario stopped for effect. A small dribble of blood appeared on the metal rod. The crowd yelled louder.
Ramos and Luc were both on their feet, finally understanding this was not a performance but a ritual killing.
"Wait!!' Stop!!" Ramos was on his feet in seconds, grabbed a sword from a knight's scabbard and pulled Dario and his metal rod to ground.
"What is this?" The crowd went silent, began backing away by the turn of events.
"A sacrificial offering to our king. " Dario was being held at sword point. He was terrified. Ramos suddenly realized Phileous must have enjoyed this grisly moment every year while in power.
"We do this to honor your......."
Ramos's blade sliced through Dario's neck in one clean sweep; the crowd silenced; then erupted into panic as their leader's head rolled into their midst.
"All the slaves in this enclave are to leave with me and my company. The rest of you I haven't decided how to deal with yet. It sickens me to know there are such animals......cannibals!! In my kingdom. My army will return here in the morning; all of you will be gone. Find other communities to filter into......and hope I don't recognize any of you in the future."
The king wasn't talking when he returned to the main camp. Maq was surprisingly quiet; he buried himself in the small pillow room. Luc gathered the others and explained why their early return. For the first time in memory there was no sex that night.
Maq was always the first at work. He serviced all seven as their urinal then blew at least three. The others couldn't wait and did each other. Luc had taken Red's place servicing the King both as his urinal and as his morning cum-dump; then to a tent where bathing and douching were performed, then it was a quick breakfast before the company was again on its way. Next stop: the dairy.
DOEMOS DAIRY #1
The sign read; a large field fronted the three large buildings of their destination, enough for the entire company to set up camp.
"Damn! How many people are in there, do you think?"
"Eighty in each building" Marshram answered. "Construction is delayed on the expansion due to the late arrival of the new equipment. We have been sending many to other realms, when we can. But, everyone is having the same problem"
The "sacrificial" sex slave was having a difficult time sucking on the Marshram's
mutant cock; though he had no problem at all with it in his ass. Marshram had found his perfect "ass-istant"
The dairy management team came to the king's tent to welcome this long awaited visit. Since all ceremony was dismissed the welcoming group entered the Royal chamber to the sounds of moaning, cheek slapping and "I'm coming !! Where do you want it?"
Ramos was seated in a specially made throne so he could be serviced by three or more consorts simultaneously. Today Red was making the slurping noises everyone in this room loved to hear while BeeBee was at that moment bouncing on the King's stiff cock. A third consort was fucking his King's mouth, while the royal had fingers in asses. The others were engaged in their morning orgy and 'no-name' had just been directed to shoot his load into Maq's throat.
"Welcome your Majesty!! This visit has been long awaited........". The dairyman stopped mid sentence and watched the royal display in both alarm and awe.
Marshram disengaged himself from his new sex slave, " We're glad to be here, anxious to see your operation."
The others did not stop what they were doing, but did manage a lame wave in welcome, until all had deposited their morning loads of cum and licked up the overspray.
"Yes" Ramos said as he wiped his lips of the boy's morning cum. "Let's go see how we make our most precious commodity"
The entourage walked through the dairy's doors, one couldn't help but hear the groaning voices. All the consorts and their attendants gave Ramos a curious look. A nod from the King and they headed towards the pained moaning.
The boys stopped in their tracks at the sight of at least twenty men of all ages suspended from the roof; their penises were being milked into clear containers hanging from their dick heads. The moaning was not from pain but from delight.
These milkmen had round vibrating balls in their butts which were purposely snuggled up against their prostates.
"They are not uncomfortable ". Said a worker who appeared to be inspecting the milkmen. "They get a little sedative midday; those straps holding them up there hurt after a while. We line them with soft fabric but that doesn't always last all day."
Maq watched as several of the milkmen discharged into their containers. Though sedated, their faces still showed recognition of the visitors. Maq smiled at the men as he passed , the euphoric faces eerie.
"These boys are the high producers, the milkman on the end fills his cup more than once each day. Most guys manage only one. "
Red and BeeBee watched as the high producer shot a load that seems not to end almost filling half the container. "Holy shit! That would gag us all!!" Red looked at the other consorts who were equally intrigued.
"That's his first of the day; always the biggest but he never disappoints. Tastes good too. Our diet here helps that."
"His balls aren't all that big though" Maq watched as a kneeling blond slave was stuffing his tongue as deeply as he could into the reclining milkman's ass hole. Maq stepped closer. "Is there room with those vibrating things in there too?"
Gesturing for Maq to take a taste, the sex slave revealed that he himself was stroking a very impressive hard-on. The two grinned at each other and after wetting Maq's dick with his tongue the slave stood aside. .
Maq kneeled and replaced the slave's tongue with his own.
"There's a vibrator in there!!" Maq was pleasantly surprised.
The rest of the group gathered to watch Maq as he moved his tongue from the milkman's ass to his balls, then back again.
"Well, I'm jealous! " proclaimed 'Slim". (One of the previously unnamed consorts).
"Feel free, I have to admit I myself indulge in ass worship when I'm hot to shoot my own load" The smiling attendant gestured to the napping milkmen and the consorts obliged. Giggling and taunting each other the visitors and resident slaves carried on tagging the milkmen's asses and balls.
"Cocks are off limits but accidents do happen. These men love getting cum sucked out of them after a day of having the machines collect their seed. "
The slave boy who was tagging a milkman with Maq sat on his haunches and stroked madly on his stiff dick. Before the slave's seed could shoot into the air Maq and a couple others descended on the quivering stiffy then licked and sucked until the slave's load was consumed.
The attendant, who had been licking a pair of hairy balls also, rubbed his own load out for a few of the other visiting consorts to enjoy.
"Too bad we're wasting all this seed, it would have helped with the quota." The attendant said as he licked his fingers.
The slave boy had returned to his duties and was noisily eating a milkman's ass hole. His tongue playing with the vibrating orbs inside while his hands massaged the outside.
The attendant led the entourage through the next three milking rooms. Maq had stayed behind to join the sex slaves; since the slaves seldom got their ass holes fucked Maq was happy to offer his service. Maq, being the only member of the group to not be in chastity kept a perpetual hard-on in case one of the consorts needed his services. The ex-sex slaves had trained their personal sexboy to fuck in such a furious fashion he often encouraged his masters to ejaculate through their cages. Of course the butt plush had been surreptitiously removed. This was done also surreptitiously so the royals would't notice. Ramos gave strict instructions to reserve their sexual urges until they could all concentrate on pleasing their King and Prince.
The boys were seldom able to wait that long.
Maq was directed to lick the suspended assholes clean while they themselves continued their visit.
The next room was a little weirder.
