Tales of Pulkritude-The Queen

The curse of Gaia is on all men. If we didn’t keep them separated from women, locked in compounds, cared for by eunuchs, until they were old enough to breed, capable of breeding, they would die upon reaching puberty. There would be no children. Our people would cease to exist.

We take boys, upon birth, from their mothers-take them to the compounds. A boy, or, rather, what will someday reside in his testicles, is priceless. When they reach 14 years of age, they are brought from the compound, bred to as many women as possible, then castrated. If they weren’t castrated, they would die from Gaia’s curse. Once castrated, they serve as slaves. What other use could they have?

I am Juliana IV, the fourth of my line. Were I to die without an heir, war would break out between war chiefs over the right of succession. It was vital that I had a child-a girl. I must be bred by one of the boys from our compounds. But, I am Queen. It couldn’t be just any boy.

I had been following reports of this boy for years. He had blond hair and blue eyes, a combination which is extremely rare today. My mother told me that the boy she bred with to produce me had blue eyes, but mine are brown. I, as have been all queens, am fair of skin. My hair, although brown is light in color. This boy would produce a worthy heir.

Being queen is a lonely responsibility. Women take lovers, some even dally with their eunuch slaves, but not I. It is too dangerous for me to make my self vulnerable to another woman, to take her into my confidence, to risk having her used against me. I am the Queen! I am all powerful, but there are many others that would be queen. I’m the queen, but I had never known love, never felt another body next to mine. The idea of having sex with a eunuch repulsed me. One might as well have sex with her dog.

The year, the day, finally arrived. He was fourteen! The High Priestess determined that it was the time of the month for me to be fertile. At last I could breed! I prayed to Gaia for a girl-it must be a girl child!

I went to the compound, to the breeding room next to the outer wall of the compound. When I walked into the room, he was lying on, strapped to, the bed, his arms above his head, his feet strapped so that his legs were together.

He was beautiful! I had never seen such beauty. Even though they had shaved the blond hair from his head-the head is shaved and the body hair plucked to make them seem less human, more like the breeding machines that they are, he was still beautiful. He was fair of skin, unusually tall for his age, his face and body that of some mythical god. I wished that they had left his hair. I wondered how he would look with his face framed by those golden locks. As it was, the sight of him took my breath away.

He had a penis such as I had never seen. It was the first erect one that I had seen. It was enormous! It frightened me and excited me at he same time. It stood straight up from his body, pulsating, jerking up and down.

He stared at me, as though in awe. I knew that I was beautiful-I was Queen, but I could see the wonder in his eyes, as he gazed at my face, at my breasts, down at my vagina.

I felt a warmth spread throughout my groin. I could feel moisture dripping from my vagina. I had never experienced such feelings.

I walked over to where he lay, climbed onto the bed-straddled his beautiful body. I crawled forward until my vagina was poised over his throbbing cock. He thrust his pelvis up, trying to reach me with his cock, trying to insert it into my vagina.

I could wait no longer! I bent my knees, lowering myself until the head of that wondrous organ entered my now dripping vagina. It was so huge that I had to work it in slowly, rotating my hips, lowering myself slowly onto it. Then it was all the way in. I could feel it inside me. Where there had first been some pain, there was only pleasure.

His thrusting became faster. His eyes rolled back in his head. His body stiffened. I felt his cum exploding into my vagina. He lay back quietly for a moment, but I could feel an almost unbearable tension build up in me. I kept thrusting, faster and faster. Faster and faster, I was riding his cock. A feeling, beginning in my vagina, spread throughout my body. For a moment...the world disappeared. Somewhere in the distance, it seemed that I heard someone screaming. I think that it was I. I collapsed forward onto his chest.

I lay there, my breasts against his chest, my hair across his face, my face next to his, gasping for breath. I could feel the heat of his body against mine. Then my vagina began contracting, grasping the shaft of his penis. I felt him cum again. Against my will, my mouth found his, my tongue thrusting into his mouth. It was as if I no longer had any control over myself, over my actions. My kingdom, being queen, was no longer important. All that mattered was this boy, his cock inside of me.

Over and over he-I-we-came. I finally was at a point that I could go on no longer. His penis was still hard.

I had intended to kill him when I had finished. Breeders of queens always are. We can’t have eunuchs going around saying, “I fucked the Queen.”

As I look at him lying there, I knew that I couldn’t. I didn’t know what this feeling was that I was feeling for him, but I couldn’t lose him forever. Instead I picked up a sponge-began washing his cock and scrotum.

He moaned, still hard, still aroused. Why, what made me do it, I still don’t know, but I leaned over, taking his cock into my mouth. His cum gushed into my mouth.

He was still cumming as I split open his scrotum. His whitish-blue, testicles slipped free. I grasped, first one, then the other-stretching the cords, cut them free. I picked them up off the bed-they should have gone to Gaia. I spoke for the first time. “I think that I’ll keep these for a souvenir. If you live, you’ll come serve me.”

I left, carrying his balls with me. They were unusually large!

I had him attended by my finest surgeons. He became ill with Gaia’s curse. His balls must have produced as much of the deadly hormone as they did sperm, so that it was slow flushing from his body. I often thought that I would lose him. He never knew that I often came to see him, to wipe his fevered brow, as he lay unconscious.

When he was well, I brought him to the palace to live. It caused much talk among my counselors. I had to execute one to bring them into line, but I am Queen! I am the law!

I allowed him to grow out his hair. It caused more dissent, but additional executions ended it. It actually gave me an excuse to rid myself of those who were gaining too much power. Gaia accepted their sacrifice.

His hair framed his face like a golden crown. His body softened some, but was still strong, well defined. His cock continued to get hard. Cum no longer gushed from it, but my orgasms grew in intensity as we continued to make love.

I was pregnant! Nine months after I had him in the breeding house, I had two children-twins, a boy and a girl. The boy was taken to the compound. He was immediately castrated, of course. I couldn’t have the blood of the Queen flowing in those, not of my line. He will spend his life in the compound. He should have been killed, but I couldn’t bring my self to destroy something that was part of him.

The girl was beautiful! The combination of his beauty and mine created an exquisite child. As a child, she had his blond hair, although it darkened some as she got older. She has deep blue eyes. Although we never speak of it, she knows she’s his child. How could she not?

He was more a mother to her than I was. I had the kingdom to rule. She was haughty with him, at times-he’s a eunuch, a slave, after all, but I know that she loves him. Although we never refer to eunuchs by name, I often heard her call him Judd.