42. Lily

"This way, my Lady," Krynn said, taking the lead as we left the Banquet Hall. "The Public Quenching will be held in the Palace Theater. There should be costumes and harnesses as well as phalluses to choose from in the Queen's private dressing area," he added.

"Wait—they have a whole theater for this kind of thing?" I demanded as I followed him. "I mean, for Public Quenchings?"

"That's not the only thing the theater is used for—the Palace has a troupe of actors that put on regular plays," Sel remarked. "But the Queen does put on Public Quenchings from time to time—just to prove to the people that her Thirst is still under control."

"I think Mordren was betting that you'd balk at doing one because you weren't raised with our customs," Krynn said. He raised an eyebrow at me. "I'm assuming this isn't the kind of thing that humans generally do to each other?"

"Well, certainly not the biting part," I said. "As for the other, you can watch porn for that. But I've never done it myself."

"Don't worry—we'll help you," Sel promised. "Look—the theater is just up ahead.

He was pointing down a long, marble corridor that ended in a set of broad doors flanked with golden pillars on either side. The golden molding above the doors and pillars was shaped into various masks—happy, sad, angry, excited… They made it clear what the space was for.

Seldarin pulled open one of the heavy wooden doors and I followed him and Krynn into a dim space filled with rows upon rows of red velvet chairs. There was enough seating for the entire court—at least five or six hundred chairs, I estimated—maybe more. Just the thought of that many people watching what I was about to do was enough to make me feel like my whole face was on fire with embarrassment.

But I told myself again there was no choice—the show had to go on. I had no place in the human world or the "Mortal Realm" as Sel and Krynn called it, anymore. I looked too different and too much had happened for me to go back to that life. I had to lean in to my new role and this was the only way to do it.

I followed Sel and Krynn down the inclined floor which ended at a large wooden stage. A long crimson curtain was drawn all the way down, hiding all but the front or apron of the stage.

"This way," Sel rumbled and led us up a set of steps to one side of the stage which led us into the vast, shadowy backstage area.

"Looks like it's already set up for a Public Quenching," Krynn remarked. "See? They already have the frame."

Standing in the middle of this darkened area at exactly center stage was a massive wooden X that looked big enough to accommodate even the largest Fae. It was padded with deep blue leather and there were leather straps at all four corners. Directly behind it was a set of wooden stairs that looked adjustable.

"That's where you'll be standing, Princess." Sel pointed to the steps. "Otherwise you'd never be able to reach Krynn."

"Does that mean you'll be, uh, strapped to the frame?" I asked Krynn.

He nodded and I saw a hint of the drugged lust in his eyes again—it must be the Needing coming out, I thought.

"Yes, my Lady," he murmured. "That's where I'll be—strapped down so you can fuck me as deeply as you want to."

I wasn't at all sure I wanted to fuck him in the first place—deeply or not. But on second thought, I couldn't deny that look in his eyes affected me. The desire I saw in his half-lidded gaze was catching.

"All right," I told him. "I'll, um, do my best."

"First you have to get dressed and choose a harness and a phallus," Sel remarked. "Come on—the dressing areas are backstage."

We left the padded wooden frame at center stage and went to the right. There were a number of wooden doors in a row but the one at the end seemed most likely to be for me. It had the same golden molding around it that the main theater doors had and there was a golden Q on the door.

"This way, my Lady," Krynn said and the three of us filed into the dressing room. The lighter Fae murmured a word that sounded magical and the whole place was lit with a golden glow.

I looked around. There was a round mirror on one wall and a shelf in front of it with various cosmetics. There was a fine layer of dust on both the shelf and the makeup, indicating that neither had been used in some time. There was also a large wooden cabinet against one wall and a padded bench against another. The floor was carpeted in Royal Purple fur, just like the dressing area by the Quenching Parlor.

"All right—here we go." Sel was already looking through the rack of robes which I recognized as Quenching Gowns hanging on a rack at the end of the dressing area. Again, all of them were white.

"Let me see." I wanted to pick my own gown this time. I hadn't liked how exposed I felt in the one I'd worn the night before.

However, it seemed that my search would be in vain. I looked through gown after gown—some with tiny crystals, some covered in pearls or other gems—but all of them had the same low-cut front and an extremely high slit that would go up to my navel.

"Why are they all so skimpy?" I demanded, feeling exasperated after I had searched through all the gowns twice. "There's not a single one that won't pop open and show my boobs! Not to mention I'm going to be flashing everyone down below."

"Forgive me, my Lady, but Quenching gowns are made to show off your body," Krynn reminded me.

"They're meant for easy access," Sel explained. "After all, if you're being fucked, you want your Consort to have free access to suck your nipples and fill your pussy." His eyes went half-lidded as he talked. "And of course if you're fucking, you have to have room for the phallus."

"All right." I sighed and grabbed a Quenching gown at random. This one was thin white silk and had elaborate embroidery in gold and purple thread all over it.

"Shall I help you get undressed, my Lady?" Krynn murmured. "May I be of service to you?"

"Of course. Thank you, Krynn." I turned around so he could get to the fastenings of my slinky purple banquet gown. I wished I could just keep wearing it, but clearly that wasn't how things were done for a Public Quenching.

Krynn had me out of my clothes in no time—my panties too, since he explained they couldn't be worn with the harness I would be strapping on. Then he helped me into the flowing Quenching gown, which fastened with a single embroidered button at the waist and then flared out to leave my pussy bare.

The top gaped open as well—even more than the gown I'd had on the night before. When I complained about that, Krynn said,

"Here, my Lady," and opened a drawer I hadn't noticed before in the makeup shelf below the mirror. He reached inside and pulled out two little Royal Purple tassels. They appeared to be attached to some kind of silver springs which they dangled from by short silk cords.

"What are those?" I asked, frowning.

"They're pleasure enhancers," Krynn explained. "Not just for you but for the audience as well," he added. "They wrap around your nipples and keep them tight during the Public Quenching. And the tassels dance as you're getting fucked…or fucking," he added, his eyes dreamy with lust.

"I don't see how those are going to hide my breasts!" I protested.

"They're not—they're to help show them off. Here—let me place them for you. May I?" Krynn raised his eyebrows in question.

I nodded reluctantly.

"Well…all right, I guess."

"Thank you, my Lady. Now first we have to be certain your nipples are tight enough…" And he leaned down and sucked my right nipple into his hot, wet mouth.

"Oh, Krynn!" I exclaimed breathlessly. He was circling my aching peak with his tongue, teasing it gently and then sucking really hard in contrast, which made me moan.

After a minute of the sucking and teasing, he drew back leaving my right point glistening. Carefully, he wound one of the silver springs around the stem of my nipple, making sure that the Royal Purple tassel dangled beneath it. Then he did the same to my left nipple, first sucking and teasing and then applying the spring and tassel.

"There!" he murmured, taking a step back to admire his handiwork. "Perfect."

"She does look fucking hot," Sel growled from behind me. I turned to see that he was holding a black leather harness in one hand. "I think this one will fit you, Princess," he told me.

"Oh, er…" I looked at the harness uncertainly. It had two loops for my legs to go through as well as a strap across the back. The front had a hole in it which was clearly where the dildo would fit.

"Here—I help you slip it on. But you should probably choose a phallus first."

Sel opened a door in the wooden cabinet and I was met with a bewildering array of carved dildos. Some seemed to be made of wood, some ivory, others solid gold. They were all different sizes, lengths, and girths too.

"I have no idea which one to pick," I protested. "I think maybe Krynn should choose since he's the one who's going to be, er, taking it."

"That's very kind of you, my Lady," Krynn nodded. "And it's certainly not a courtesy Lady Elgiana ever extended to me."

"Oh, did she, er, used to fuck you then?" I asked.

He nodded grimly.

"She had almost as many phalluses as there are here to choose from. Her favorite for me was studded with thorns," he added in a low voice.

"What? But that's awful!" I exclaimed. "I don't want to choose anything that will hurt you, Krynn!"

"You don't understand, Princess—he needs to be hurt," Sel told me. "At least some—not that you have to tear him up inside, but he has to really feel you fucking him."

"But how can I tell if I'm doing too much?" I protested. "I mean, if I'm fucking too hard?"

"Why don't you use a double-ended phallus?" Sel suggested, taking one out of the cabinet. "That way you'll feel every thrust you give within and you'll know what Krynn is feeling as you take him."

I looked at the long double phallus in his hand. It was very realistic, I thought—like someone had taken two actual cocks and dipped them in gold. Neither end was as thick as Sel was, but both of them were quite long. The two ends were joined by a round, flat disk in the center.

The whole device looked like it was made of solid gold but when I touched it, I was surprised to find it was warm to the touch and quite flexible.

"Oh—what is this made of?" I asked.

"Spelled Gold," Sel answered. "It's been magically enhanced to have the same rigidity and feel of a real cock." He frowned down at it and fiddled with the round disk between the two long, thick shafts. "Yes—this part is meant to mold to your pussy and pleasure you while you fuck. And it produces its own lubrication. When you come, it will shoot lubricant cream deep in your pussy and deep in Krynn's ass at the same time."

"Wow…that sounds like a lot of, uh, functions," I said, licking my lips.

The device was also pretty big—certainly a lot bigger than Christopher had been. I wasn't quite sure it would fit comfortably inside my pussy. But then I looked at Krynn and saw that the drugged lust was back in his eyes.

I reminded myself that asserting my right to the Throne of the Midnight Court was not the only reason we were doing this. I also had to take care of the lighter Fae's Needing and I probably couldn't do that with a little tiny phallus. Sel had said he needed to be really filled—this golden device looked like it would do the job.

"Is this the one you want?" I asked Krynn, nodding at the device which Sel was still holding.

He nodded, his eyes never leaving the double-ended golden phallus.

"Yes, my Lady—that one will do nicely," he murmured.

"All right." I lifted my chin. "Then let me see if I can, uh, get it on. Or, um, in, I guess."

"I can help you with that, Princess." Sel's bronze eyes blazed as he led me over to the padded bench against the wall. "Just settle yourself here and spread your legs," he ordered. "I'll help you get the phallus and harness on and adjusted."

Biting my lip, I did as he said. I was very aware of my bare breasts poking out from the deep V of the Quenching gown. My nipples felt tight with desire and the little purple tassels dangling down from the silver springs wound around them fluttered whenever I took a deep breath.

Sel knelt in front of me and I expected him to start helping me put on the harness. Instead, he ducked his head and before I knew it, his hot mouth was fastened over my bare pussy.

"Oh!" I gasped, bucking my hips involuntarily. "Sel, what…what are you doing?"

"He's getting you ready to take the phallus, my Lady." Krynn was watching, his green eyes lazy with lust. "You need to be aroused in order to take it as deeply as you can," he added.

Sel was certainly doing a good job of arousing me. He had both long, muscular arms wrapped around my thighs and he was pulling me forward so he could have better access to my pussy.

"Oh, Sel!" I moaned and found that the fingers of my right hand had slipped into his thick, black hair while I gripped the edge of the bench with my left. "Oh God, that feels so good!" I gasped as he circled my clit with his tongue and then moved lower to tongue-fuck the mouth of my pussy. Thanks to the ability to feel my guys' emotions now, I could feel his lust running through me like it was my own—it seemed to set all my nerves on fire!

The big Fae's only answer to my moan was a hungry growl and then he was licking me again, bathing my open pussy with his tongue over and over as though he couldn't get enough of my flavor.

Just as I was sure I was going to come, he came up from between my thighs. His eyes were burning with desire and his mouth and chin were shiny with my juices.

"There, Princess—I think you're wet enough now," he growled. "Are you ready for me to put this in you?" And he held up the double-ended golden phallus.

"Y-yes." I panted, nodding. If I wasn't ready to take the thick golden cock in me now, I never would be.

"All right—here…"

Sel had me stand. He helped me into the harness first, making sure the straps were snug but not too tight around my waist and my upper thighs. The black leather came around and fit just under my buttocks. Then he did something to the hole in the center of the leather harness which made it bigger.

"Ready, Princess?" He looked up at me from where he was kneeling in front of me. "Maybe you'd better put one foot up on the bench and hold on to Krynn while I put this in you," he added.

I did as he asked, feeling both exposed and turned on at same time. The new position put my open pussy on display and I could feel both sets of eyes on me as I held on to Krynn's arm while Sel fed the rounded head of one end of the phallus through the hole in the harness and into the mouth of my pussy.

"Oh…ohhh!" I moaned softly as he slid it up inside me.

"That's right," Sel rumbled encouragement. "Slow but steady. Open up and take it nice and deep for me, Princess. Take it deep like a good girl."

His words of praise made me hotter than ever and I could feel my inner walls stretching to take the thick golden phallus. The strangest thing to me was that it felt like a real cock—it was warm and hard but velvety soft to the touch at the same time.

It was almost too big but with Sel and Krynn both there to soothe me, I found I was able to take it. I could feel the desire coming from both of them—but also Krynn was making an effort to project calm, which really helped.

"It's so big!" I moaned, as I finally felt it hit bottom inside me. "I thought you said I'd be able to open up more easily once…once I drank some of your blood," I said to Sel.

He shrugged.

"For a real cock, yes. But even though this one feels real, it's only Spelled Gold. Are you all right? Is it comfortable?" he added, raising his eyebrows at me.

"I…I think so." I shifted my hips, trying to get used to the thick golden shaft inside me. It seemed equally strange to see its other end sticking out in front of me. It made me wonder how men stood to walk around with these things between their legs all the time.

"The most important question is, can you fuck with it?" Sel asked.

I shook my head.

"I don't know. Like I told you—I've never done this before."

"Then we need to practice before the Court starts filling the theater," he said decisively. "Krynn, strip."

It was an order, not a request. I saw Krynn take a little hitching breath, his eyes dilating with desire at the tone of command in his friend's voice.

"All right," he murmured and began to pull off his long robes and the trousers beneath them.

"Try to keep your wings folded while she fucks you if you can," Sel ordered him as he undressed. "I know it's hard and they tend to open up when you come, but if you can manage to keep them from the Court's attention, it would be better."

I wondered how Sel knew that Krynn's wings opened up when he came but I wasn't about to ask. However, the big Fae seemed to see the question in my eyes.

"He strokes himself sometimes while I whip him," he said, answering my unasked question. "When the Needing is especially bad—it's the best we can do for a sexual release while he was taking the pain I give him," he explained.

I thought Krynn looked half ashamed at this admission, but Sel was matter-of-fact about it. It was clear that he'd been doing everything he could to help the lighter Fae—probably going far beyond what a human guy would do for a friend in a similar situation. I wondered if that was because they were such good friends or if it was simply because the Fae seemed to be more open about their sexuality.

But I didn't have long to wonder. Krynn was naked by this time with one hand cupped loosely around his semi-hard shaft.

"Good, now turn around and face the wall," Sel ordered him. "Hands on the wall and brace yourself to take it."

"All right…Master," Krynn murmured and turned to brace his hands against the wall as Sel has commanded.

The big Fae pulled the padded stool over and placed it right behind Krynn. Then he somehow adjusted its height and helped me up onto. I found that the long golden phallus rising from between my thighs was just at the same height as Krynn's tight ass.

"Good." Sel nodded with satisfaction. He looked at Krynn. "Now spread your legs," he ordered. "And push your hips and ass back—you have to let the Princess in."

"Yes, Master." Krynn's voice was soft and breathy with desire. I could tell that submitting this way was really turning him on.

And to be honest, the whole situation—as strange as it was—was getting me hot and bothered too. I couldn't believe I had the gorgeous, lithe Fae spread out in front of me, his hands braced on the wall and his thighs open wide to let me fuck him.

"Are you ready?" Sel asked me.

I nodded.

"I think so. But maybe you could help me? Just to start with?"

"Sure. Here—first you need to find his back entrance…" And taking the golden cock in his hand, Sel guided it between his friend's thighs until the tip of it was pressed directly against Krynn's tight rosebud. I moved with him and found myself even closer to the lighter Fae's back—so close that the tips of my tight nipples brushed against his folded wings.

They felt incredibly soft and sensuous against my tender peaks and the skin-to-skin contact allowed me to feel the Needing flowing through him. It was like an ache—a deep sexual desire so intense it almost left me breathless.

"Ahh…" Krynn arched his back as the head of the golden cock made intimate contact.

"Now if this was a male who wasn't used to being fucked, you'd have to spend a long time opening him," Sel lectured me. "But for Krynn, he's used to it. You do need to give him some lubricant though—it's a good thing we chose a phallus that makes its own."

As he spoke, he rubbed the head of the phallus deeply into Krynn's tightly clenched rosebud and held it there with just the head impaling him.

"Mmm…" Krynn moaned again. "Ah, Gods! I can feel it shooting in me! It's running down my thighs!"

"Easy now," Sel rumbled soothingly, putting one big hand on his friend's shoulder. "Do you think you can open, Krynn? You need to let the Princess in so she can fuck you."

"I think so." Krynn nodded.

"Good—here it is, then. Open up for it," Sel commanded. As he spoke, he kept steady pressure on the shaft of the thick gold dildo. I leaned in as he pressed forward and felt a moment of resistance…then the Spelled Gold phallus was sliding smoothly into Krynn's ass.

"Ahhh—my Lady! You're in me so deep," the lighter Fae moaned, but he didn't try to get away from me. In fact, he pressed back, taking even more of the thick golden cock inside his ass.

"That's good," Sel said approvingly, giving Krynn's shoulder a firm squeeze and letting go of the shaft at last. "Very good, Krynn. Stay open now—you have to let the Princess practice fucking you."

"Yes, Master." Krynn's voice was hoarse with lust. "Gods, I can feel it stretching me!"

"But not in a bad way, I hope?" I said anxiously. "I mean, it doesn't hurt, does it?"

"My Lady, it always hurts to get fucked—at least a little," Krynn told me, turning his head to look in my eyes. "That's what makes it feel so good."

"I'm glad you like it. I'll try to do a good job," I told him.

"Sel will show you how." Krynn closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against the wall. "I'll do my best to be open as he does," he murmured.

"Good." Sel nodded approvingly and came to stand behind me.

Despite the fact that I was standing on the stool, the big Fae was still taller by at least half a head. I could smell his scent of ozone and spice and feel the heat of his big body surrounding me. Being between my guys like this made me hotter than ever.

"I'm ready," I said. "Show me."

"I will," Sel rumbled.. Reaching around me, he took my hips in his big hands. "Get ready," he growled softly in my ear. "You've got to thrust deep and hard to curb the Needing. Come on, try pulling out a little and then thrust all the way in."

He moved my hips with his hands as he spoke, pulling the golden phallus about halfway out of Krynn's rosebud. Then he pushed me forward, thrusting the thick shaft deep into the lighter Fae's ass.

But the motion pushed the other end of the shaft more deeply into my pussy as well. Krynn and I moaned together as we both felt the impact.

"Good—that's good," Sel said encouragingly. "Again. Pull almost all the way out and then thrust in again—all the way to the hilt this time. Really fill him up and fuck his ass hard, Princess."

He pulled at my hips again and then pushed me forward once more, harder this time, drawing another moan from me and a groan from Krynn. Then he took his hands away and told me to do it on my own.

I put one hand on Krynn's shoulder and the other on his hip and did as Sel instructed, pulling out and pushing in again as deeply as I could.

"Good, but more—harder!" the big Fae instructed me. "Use your hips and pelvis like a fucking battering ram. Remember—he needs it rough, Princess!"

I did a few more practice thrusts, going as deep as I could and making Krynn moan every time. With every thrust into his ass, I felt an answering thrust in my pussy. Also, the little golden disk between the two sides of the phallus had somehow molded itself to my inner pussy and now it felt like someone sucking and licking my aching clit. I wasn't sure if this was some kind of magic but it certainly felt like it. Soon I was moaning steadily with every thrust and Krynn was gasping and bracing himself against the wall to keep from falling over as I fucked him.

"Good, good—stop now, though." Sel's bronze eyes were burning as he held up a hand to stop us. "I think I can hear the Court. They'll be coming to get us at any minute."

Reluctantly, I pulled out of Krynn. The lighter Fae moaned softly and slumped against the wall. Immediately, I was worried.

"Krynn? Are you all right?" I asked him anxiously. "Was I too rough?"

"If I had to guess, I'd say not quite rough enough," Sel said, frowning. "You have to really give it to him hard to ease the Needing. Oh, and reach around and stroke his cock while you do—he needs to come if he's going to end the Cycle."

"All right." I nodded. It felt a bit strange to think about jerking Krynn off as I fucked him, but the whole situation was strange. Also, my pussy was still tingling with desire as the golden disk continued to magically lick and suck me. Pegging wasn't as difficult as I might have imagined, I thought. But then, I still hadn't done it in front of an audience—that was going to be my true test.

"When do I bite him?" I asked Sel, because my fangs were aching. It seemed that having sex called the Thirst the same way the Thirst equated with sexual need. For me, the two now went hand-in-hand, whether I liked it or not.

"Bite him when you come," Sel advised me. "That will feed your Thirst and his Needing at the same time because the energy flowing through you will make him come too."

"What if he's already come from me, uh, jerking him off?" I objected.

The big Fae shook his head.

"Doesn't matter. He'll come again. I nearly fucking came myself last night when you were drinking from me and you weren't even fucking me or touching my cock at the time."

"Oh…okay." I nodded, remembering how hot it had been to lean back in Sel's arms, drinking from his wrist while Krynn tasted my pussy…

My thoughts must have shown on my face because Sel shook his head.

"Don't look at me like that, Princess," he growled. "You make me want to rip that fucking phallus out and fuck you myself here and now!"

I arched an eyebrow at him.

"Are you saying that watching me fuck Krynn has you all hot and bothered?"

"That and eating your sweet little pussy." Leaning down, he gave me a long, lingering kiss, feeding me my own secret flavor. When he pulled back, his eyes were burning with lust. "Now go out there on stage and fuck like your life depends on it, Princess. Because it fucking does."