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((As Darkleer will hopefully be re-pairing to someone more suitable, i'd like you all to unfollow condesce so that I can free her slot up again uwu ))

The kiss on her hand and his gratitude was nothing less than she expected and the empress looked unmoved by it at the moment. She was still pretty fucking sore that he’d been taken from her like that and frankly she was with half a mind to demand what had gone down.

That was until he graciously picked her up, apologizing for the fact she had needed to walk her. Good, he fucking understood the effort she’d had to fucking go to for this then. Admittedly, she was a little impressed that he’d been good enough to do this even with the injuries that he had. That shit would heal up in no time though. At least it should. She’d need to punish him if it didn’t.

“Aight bouy. my livin area is just round dis corner n' shit. now you had best read dem rulez i gave you otherwise i is ghon be throwin yo' pitiful shellf back tha fuck into tha communal cells. you gots yo' dutizzles fo' dis gurl don't be lettin her down now, nahmeean?” She drawled, seeming a little bored today and uncomfortable with the sweat that was pouring for him. “Don’ be sweatin in ma fro muthaglubber! i will FUCK yo ass up!”

Her door was literally now infront of them and she glanced over at it, aware it was aja as she’d left it and huffing slightly. She hated the fucking living spaces in this shitty place.

Bale of Tenderness

Who the fuck did that AI bitch think she was taking HER slave away like that??? Just the thought of someone being in a superior position to her anywhere was enough to vex the tyranian. Though that did not infuriate her half as much as the fact she was currently on her way to collect her now damaged goods.

 Couture heels clicked and clacked along the pristine floors as she made her way to where her slave was being held. The messages he'd left for her had been polite as always and it was clear that he still knew his place even if he had been sliced open. Real cute as far as Minara was concerned; but it didn't mean she was going to be any less forgiving.

 Walking into the cell, she was greeted with the sight of Xanius's large form laid upon the thick towels she'd gifted him with. Not that she could blame him, it wasn't like the place was well furnished. Still, it was a sorry sight and Minara felt like it was unbefitting for someone who held such a prestigious position as HER slave.

 She came and sat besides the massive blue blood, looking at the lacerations and the healing stitches. Whatever had been put in there wasn't something she was fussed about really as she was hoping the blueblood's super strong body would crush it anyway. Still, she wasn't keen on seeing him in agony she'd not inflicted. The empress sat down besides him and smoothed her cold hand over the side of his face.  "Sup bouy? Yo best be listenin. I'm gonna bring yo azz to come live in my muthaglubbin chambers."

Bale of Tenderness

What was put into him? He hadn’t the stomach to reopen himself to find out, especially since the pain was starting to subside. Why upset the wound further at this point? He couldn’t help but run his fingers over his bandages though, feeling the stitches underneath. At least they were done properly, he’d heal fast enough. 

It was obvious by now that his assumption of an upgrade was foolish hope. The reality was, this place was not meant solely to encourage reproduction, it was a facility to keep the inhabitants fearful and obedient, with only small glimmers of hope. The wonderful mistress he was lucky to get, the gifts she gave him, the attention, everything about her had filled his old lonely pump biscuit with optimism. But the drones and Morra were slowly draining his excess hope away.

However, they couldn’t take his Queen from him, or at least, he wouldn’t let them if he could help it. From this moment on, he added a rule in his head, he would keep her safe, keep them both safe. She provided the only inkling of affection he’d had in ages, and he was going to cling to that with all he had. 

Then he recalled, he forgot to contact her like he promised after his surgery. His stitches tugged at his skin as he forced himself to get up, sending her messages before laying back down on the ground, blanketing himself with the towels she had provided. 

"D -+-> The operation has finished. 

D -+-> Although it may have been detrimental, it’s unclear. 

D -+-> Please forgive my tardiness in contacting you, my Empress, I seemed to have passed out from trauma. 

D -+-> Some of your gifts that were left in my cell are rather comforting to me at the moment. 

D -+-> Thank you.”

Watching him crawl towards her was very satisfactory but it didn't stop her from scowling a little. Maybe she should just toss him back to the slums of the communal cells? She didn't have time for incompetence, but it was because of that she softened her expression a little and turned to look at the other.

 The noble blueblood' eyes were practically begging for redemption and his words rang true with her, he wasn't excused from his behaviour but there was some use for him..and certainly some worth. Minara stared hard at him for a moment, mind ticking away before she reached a hand out and smoothed her soft fingers under his chin and along his throat before cupping his face. "Go git yo ass in a cell. Imma pick yo up tomorrow. Best get dat pan thinkin on how yo gonna greet yo queen bitch if yo want in her private block." She cooed, smoothing a thumb over his lips before she got up, wrapping a towel around herself before slinking out of the shower block. This was going to work very, very well...

Swagger

The fact that she was needing to grab a bucket because the other hadn't infuriated her but thankfully for Xanius it was short lived. This was mainly because her bulge was still twitching delightedly inside the confines of Darkleer's nook, the suckers kissing all the nerves languidly as she started to come down. Damn, that blue blood knew how to milk a troll without even trying. A little impressive.

 Slowly, she released the other's neck, gifting him with the life giving air he was probably desperate for right now. Something she sure as fuck thought he had to be grateful for (along with many other things.) 

"Git yo azz ova dat bucket n spill out into it bouy. Can't BELIEVE yo made yo QUEEN grab it!" She barked, finally pulling out and shoving the bucket it at him. Ungh. How she HAD to be the one to do it...that still irked her a bit and it showed as she pulled away from him entirely and shifted her precious hair out of the way. He'd have to come simpering at her if he was hoping to redeem himself once he was emptied.

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Da Rulez

1. ur ass must shower everyday 2. ur face is now ma throne and i'll sit on it when i glubbin well please 3. u will chill up in mah recuperacoon n' keep yo' arms round mah precious self. 4. u is forbidden from other quadrants fool 5. yo ass is ta tend ta all mah needz without me havin ta rap what tha fuck they are. tha list be as bigs up.

washin ma fro

brushin my hair

putting my glubbin bling on 

cookin

makin sure i look dope as fuck at all times

showin ur gratitude up in any way you can imagine

pleasuring me

carrying ma makeup

lightin my dope azz cigars

carryin me so i don't need to walk in no filth

6. u best not be letting ANY motherglubber talk shit aboat me. 

Clam right he belonged to her. There wasn't going to be a single fucking pore on his sweaty, muscular body that she wouldn't claim as hers and by the time she was through with it, she'd be letting the whole fucking complex know who owned this fine specimen of a blue blood. Sure he'd fucked up royally back in the day but it had been sweeps now and Minara had a feeling she wouldn't ever find anyone quite as devoted without first threatening them. No, this troll was special alright and she was going to make full use of it in the months to come. What was even better was that he didn't seem to have any other quadrants (and woe betide him should he try,) so he was ALL hers.

 The empress was working up a little bit of a pant, rocking and rolling her curvy hips back and forth with some force now as she pleasured herself with that lovely nook. The sucker pads kissed and gave gentle little sucks against the inner walls when they could as she started to grind up into him now, concentrating on making this slave moan and whine. Though of course, the driving force was her own selfish needs considering that she was stimulated just as much as he was with the grinding motions.

 Whatever was happening, to her breasts was more than good and the empress was going to be flooding this boy fucshia if he carried on like that. Though as much as she wanted to push away her orgasm, it wasn't like she had a choice. It was coming sooner than she wished and as much as it vexed her, her bulge was damn sensitive, where as her nook? well that had never had anything in it bar her fingers so who the fuck knew.  "Mnnnnnmmm!" She growled, giving a very violent thrust before all the suckers latched on, forcing her in place as she groaned lustfully, spilling out into the blue blood and squeezing his thick neck tightly, restricting all air he could possibly be hoping to gasp for.

Swagger

D -+-> My deepest apologies my Empress, if you are looking for me. D -+-> I haven't run away. D -+-> I simply was taken to the medical block. D -+-> I've been assured that I will be returned to you in a few hours with improvements.

who da fuck said yo azz could leave???

bouy, yo azz just earned itself a ticket to da royal penetration station >}8)

D -+-> For you my benevolent Queen. 

D -+-> Although, before you get too e%cited. 

D -+-> The trident is made of foam.

D -+-> I simply thought you would look better with it as a symbol of authority. 

D -+-> Even if it does not serve it’s intended purpose.

D -+-> But, if ever you shall jab me with it, I will do my best to feign grave injuries.

check dat shit  >}8)

Now that was some fucking enthusiasm right there and she was pleased to see he had finally taken his own steps in trying to please her. As it should fucking be! She was doing him such a good fucking favour, dragging him out of the cells, letting him even fucking TOUCH her beautiful skin or her soft curves. Anything other than near begging gratitude would have had her chucking him to the drones but it seemed like he was a keeper. Not only for his loyalty, or for the way she was now finally being properly attended to, but because he didn’t need to be broken. Minara had no time for insolent and ungrateful brats. She’d had more than enough of them in her time and right now she just wanted someone adoring and willing to fully realise how great she knew she was.

Though Xanius wasn’t without his perks of course.

His nook was everything the rest of him wasn’t, small, compact and sweetly tight, something her suckered bulge was more than delighted with because she couldn’t help herself from bucking her hips. Even a tyrant like her had needs and he was doing a good job of providing all the tightness she could want for. Not to mention her lovely, oversensitive nipples were getting a good seeing to as well. They were something of an erogenous zone for the condesce, to the point she used to have her servant girls massage and beg to lick them in the past. Of course, no one got the honour of such a thing so she felt that her slave should count himself very lucky.

Her hips snapped back and forth, plunging down into the depths of his nook as she wedged herself in as far as she could go before pulling right the way back again. The way she was taking him was pretty brutal considering their size difference, and a hand reached up to grip at his throat, lightly squeezing. “Dont freakin' tha fuck up bouy, dis ain't a punishment, just keep yo legs spread n' give props ta tha fuckin stars yo gots yo' own goddess ta please.” She grinned, panting a bit as she licked her fuschia tongue over her plush lips, watching him lap at her breasts as she pounded him.

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D -+-> My Empress, I simply wanted to send you a thank you for this second chance and your generosity toward me. I'm eternally grateful to serve you. And your gifts have been lovely.

bouy, yo' ass is B-ETTA be grateful! aboat time you flossed how tha fuck thankful yo ass is fo' dis girl. yo oughta be motherglubbin showin yo' gratitude when you open all of ur presents.

It was no fluke, not in the slightest. This troll was intent on having her way with this blue blood because as good as toys were, it’d been a while since she’d deemed anyone suitable enough to take her royal bulge. In the past she had used her servants, loyal and big breasted females. Only the most grateful ones were used though, anyone showing reluctance was promptly forked on her trident.  So either way, they got fucked.

Shifting her own, beautiful form forward, she managed to get pushed againsnt him, the pink bulge wriggling and slicking against the slick blue folds of Darkleer’s nook. Compared to her, he was just a little warmer, enough that she gave something of a groan as the tip of her bulge dipped ino him, just enough to tease for a moment. Elegant hands found themselves on his hips, getting a good grip as she looked down at him. Why wasn’t he trying to get his hands all over her? or begging to do so? this fuck was a novice it seemed but his pleased to be used and fucked? Well that brought a smirk to her painted lips as he finally slipped all the way inside of him, the little sucker pads making use of the soft flesh of his inner walls. They sucked only lightly, gently and didn’t properly latch on as she squirmed within impossibly tight confines.

“Yo wanna get fucked by yo queen? yo ain’t NEARLY eager enough ta be touchin dis fine rack of mine, bouy” she tutted, looking a little unimpressed even if the pleasures on her bulge were more than good right now. Still,she gave a harsh buck, snapping her hips into him like she was displeased with his lack of attention to her body.

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