Chapter 1: Atiya and I

It was the year 2047, or at least, that's what people said. No one was really sure of the day or year anymore. Many years ago, a great disaster hit the world. Our technologies failed, the economies fell, and the world plunged into utter chaos.

In wake of this, many ambitious individuals began forming their own empires. We had lost all our technological advancements, save for things such as body soaps, massage oils, and sex toys. It was like living in the ancient times. Warring states, kings and empires, and many left with little to nothing.

My story begins in a powerful, expanding empire called Thanatu, rulled by the ruthless Lord Suketh and his beautiful queen, Atiya. I was an orphan, and while beautiful with my soft, dark blonde hair and milky skin, I had absolutely no money, I had to steal just to survive. I was careful not to get caught, for I had heard that Suketh's dungeons were a place of terror.

But, as fate would have it, I would eventually slip up. One day, when I was barely older than 14, I was wandering through the market, and, feeling hungry, I went over to one of the food merchants. I quickly and subtly slipped some of his food into my pockets. But unfortunately for me, the merchant was far more attentive than I anticipated. As I tried to walk away, I felt him grab me by the arm

"Not so fast, theif!" he bellowed "You're going to be turned in!"

"I was going to pay for it, I swear!" I lied. I was scared, because I knew my punishment would be more severe, for this was far from my first offense.

"A likely story!" he shouted as he dragged me off. Before I knew it, I had been handed over to the guards and was put in chains. From there, I was taken to the palace, and brought before my rulers. Lord Suketh, 19 years old, was a battle-scared man with silvery hair and clothes stained with the blood of his enemies. His wife, Atiya, of 16, was quite the contrast. Her complexion was flawless and radiant. Her blonde hair gently shimmered in the light, and was smooth as silk. And her eyes were like an ocean, calming me with their gentle waves.

"My lord, this girl was caught stealing food from a merchant in the marketplace," one of the guards said. "If our reports are correct, we've been after this one for a long time."

"Stealing food?! What are you talking about?!" I cried as I attempted to worm my way out of my situation. But my luck had apparently run out, as they produced the stolen food from my pockets. "I've never seen any of those before!" I protested.

"Silence!" Lord Suketh shouted. He glared right at me, his black eyes drawing me into a void. "You must know the punishment for larceny. Considering your record, I pass my judgement: Your punishment will be death." Fear stabbed into my heart.

That's it. I'm going to die. I thought. But before anything else happened, I heard a soothing aria of a voice.

"Now, let's not be too hasty, darling." the queen said, "I have a better idea." I braced myself for the worst. "I have need of a new servant. Guards, release her from her bonds." She commanded. I felt the cool air hit my wrists and ankles as my shackles were removed. I looked up to see my beautiful savior coming towards me.

"So ... my punishment is to be your servant?" I asked.

"Yes," she replied, stopping in front of me. "Stand up and follow me," she said as she turned and walked away. I quickly stood up and walked after her. She lead me down a labirynth of hallways, her ass swaying seductively.

"Tell me, what is your name?" she asked me.

"S-Shyla." I said nervously.

"Mmmm, that's exotic. I am Queen Atiya. You may simply call me Atiya."

"Very well." By this time, we had reached our destination. Atiya opened the door to reveal a very ornate room.

"These are my chambers. This is where you will stay, with me." She said, pulling me inside, shutting the door behind me.

"Ok ... where do I sleep?" I asked, though I already had a feeling that the answer would be...

"Here, with me." She said, guiding me to the only bed in the room. "Your beauty is divine, little one."

I couldn't help but blush and look down at my feet. "Thank you ... so is yours..." I said meekly.

"Wait here for a minute." She said to me, heading into her closet. I waited patiently for her to return as she rummaged through her possesions. She returned with a pair of silver bracers and a matching collar. She then proceeded to place the bracers on my wrists and the collar around my neck.

"What are these for?" I asked her.

"They signify that you are my personal servant. You must wear these at all times. They will allow you to do whatever you wish, as long as you do as I say." She said, a serious tone in her voice.

"Alright." I said, feeling a taste of freedom. After she made sure they were all secure, she stood in front of me.

"Now then ... remove your clothes." She said with a commanding voice. I stared at her for a little bit, then hesitantly removed my clothes. I pushed the rags I wore off my shoulders, letting them drop to my ankles. I kicked them to the side, leaving myself fully exposed before my queen. She stared at my full, 34C breasts, a lustful gleam in her eyes. She followed me, sliding the straps of her dress off her own shoulders. She seductively held her dress up with one arm, then let the dress slide to the floor, revealing a pair of beautiful, 36D breasts and a clean, shaven pussy.

She sat down on her bed, and beckoned me to come join her. I sat on the edge of the bed, and waited for her to make the next move. My wait was short, as she gently layed me back into the bed. "You are now my partner, my sweet Shyla." she whispered softly into my ear. It was then that she kissed me, passionately, but softly and tenderly. I kissed her back, nervous at first, but then returning her passion.

Her left hand reached up and cupped my right breast, gently kneading it like dough. He left hand instead travelled down and began giving the same treatment to my ass. I let out a soft moan into her mouth, arching my body into her hands. Both of my hands attached themselves to her ass. She softly, almost unwillingly, broke our kiss, but soon locked her lips on my left nipple.

I gasped from the sensation of her cool wet lips on my sensitive, hard little nipple. I couldn't stop myself from gently squeezing her round, firm ass. I soon felt her hand leave my breast as her tongue flicked back and forth over my nipple. I arched more into her lips, my hand reaching up and playing with her breast. While I was occupided with her lovely breasts, she began to rub my pussy with the heel of her hand, pressing down upon it. I could contain my lust no longer.