Chapter 11

After the women of the Council had gone back to their homes, Tara and I brought Diodia into the palace and we sat down to talk with her.

“Tell me, Diodia, about your journey. How far away is your city of Aemmerhia?” I asked.

“Aemmerhia is on the shores of the Great Sea of Acrules. I do not know exactly how far that is, Sir. Mine was not a direct route at all. I left Aemmerhia and traveled many moons to get to Thiunia, the closest kingdom to Aemmerhia. I was tired and very hungry, so I ... I stole some food and hid under a building while I rested. But I knew I couldn’t stay there for long, it was too close to Aemmerhia and the Queen would have me brought back just to mark and banish me. So after a day of rest, I moved on.

“Several moons later I came to another kingdom, Pleoyae. I thought I was safe here but again, I had to steal food because I was so hungry. I was caught by a shopkeeper and run out of that city. I wandered around for several more moons. I was almost captured by the Airains, the flying people of the Kuscein mountains who would have enslaved me. But I was able to hide from their Semybara, the flying birds they ride.

“Once I got far enough from them I came to the Plains of Honnika. As I crossed them, I came upon a strange shiny rock with odd markings on it. It was shortly after I passed this rock that I saw the spires of your kingdom. I did not mean to be a bother, but I was so hungry and so very tired. I got closer and ... well I guess I just collapsed because the next thing I remember was being carried into the city and brought before you.”

“Well, that ‘strange shiny rock’ with the odd markings you found on the Plains of Honnika was actually the spaceship that brought me here to your planet. You see, I am from another world and I accidentally crash-landed here. The good people of Kupolinis took me in and made me their King. So it would seem we are both travelers from afar who have found a home here!” I explained.

“So that is why you stood up for me and allowed me to stay – you understood my situation!”

“To a degree, yes. I mean I didn’t run away, but my crashing here meant I would not be able to return home. I was stranded on this planet.”

“And there’s no one to come to rescue you?”

“No, Diodia. You see there was a solar storm during my travels which somehow threw my ship completely off course. I don’t know how far I was thrown or in what direction. I could be light years off course, maybe not even in my own galaxy. My people wouldn’t have any idea where to even start looking for me. My ship’s communication equipment was smashed beyond repair - they don’t even know if I’m alive or not. So there is no hope of rescue. I am a Kupolinite for all time now.”

“Oh, my!”

“So what did you do back in Aemmerhia ... before you were called to be a slave for the Queen?”

“My family were tarsuar herders, Sir.”

“Tarsuar?”

“Yes, Sir.” Apparently, from what she described, a tarsuar is a creature about the size of a musk ox with the same long shaggy coat only a shiny metallic blue color. It had horns similar to a wildebeest on Earth. The herding people of Aemmerhia kept these beasts for their coats from which they made clothing, and for their milk and meat. They were also a way to show wealth much like the cattle of the Maasai of Earth’s Kenya and Tansania regions.

“How did your mother become a slave to the Queen if your family herded the tarsuar?”

“Long ago a roving pack of Dokken came in and attacked the herd. Most of the animals were killed and those that weren’t were driven off. We tried to stop the Dokken ... but we couldn’t. After that, we had no way to support ourselves, my mother and I, so she became a slave to the Queen.”

“I see. Well, you needn’t worry anymore about how you will support yourself or becoming anyone’s slave. You are safe here in Kupolinis and we have arranged for you to have a job and a place to stay. We have given you clothes and food and other necessities to get you started. You will be expected to become a useful and productive member of our kingdom just like all Kupolinites and abide by our laws and customs.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“We can start with that – I am king here and now that you are a Kupolinite, I am your king as well.”

“Forgive me, my King. It’s going to take me a little bit to get used to having a king! But I am so very grateful to you and the rest of the kingdom for all you have done for me.”

“What happened to you was not of your doing. I saw no reason you should suffer unnecessarily. I was given a second chance, so I am giving the same second chance to you.”

“You are a very wise and kind king. I am going enjoy living here under your rule and serving you.”

With another crisis averted, I went back to the responsibilities of running the kingdom. The Lottery was going very well and I was about a quarter of the way through the women playing it. I had instructed L’natria not to tell me whose names were still in the Lottery only how many names remained. I wanted to make this Lottery as honest and legitimate as I could to make so no one could claim I was picking who I wanted to sleep with. In addition, I had told her once a name was drawn and our night together was finished that name would go into another pot, just in case I wanted to run the Lottery again.

It had come time to draw yet another name from the Lottery and see who my prize for the evening would be. I would draw a name early in the day, right after breakfast, so the lucky woman would have the day to prepare. As soon as the name was drawn, L’natria would dispatch a palace messenger to go and let the winner know. Then that evening, a carriage would come to the winner’s house and she would be brought to the palace to be my partner for the night.

The next morning, the carriage would return the weary, but very satisfied woman to her home, usually to rest and recover! The vast majority of the women of Kupolinis had never had a man so a night of wild fucking with abandon left them totally drained and exhausted. And it seemed the longer the Lottery went on the more of a “reputation” I got which only made the anticipation worse for the next lucky girl!

On this morning, L’natria came in with the Lottery box. As was the usual procedure, Tara took the box, shook it, spun it and generally mixed the names up good, then drew one out for L’natria to read out. This way I had nothing to do with the drawing itself – another way to keep things fair and above board.

“The name for this evening’s pleasure is Verarea, Sire,” L’natria said.

“Verarea ... that name sounds familiar.”

“Yes, Sire. She was one of the women at the temple for your Koni Veni ceremony.”

“She was? Which one was she?” I asked, my curiosity only surpassed by my excitement. All the women at the ceremony were spectacular – not that any of the women of Kupolinis were not drop dead gorgeous. Any of the women of my kingdom could compete with any Playboy Playmate or Penthouse Pet ... and most likely win!

“Verarea was the redhead, Sire. The one you called your slutty redhead fucktoy,” Tara said.

My heart leaped when I heard this. Verarea was a really hot fuck! This was going to be a very fun night!

I tried to keep my attention focused on matters of the State, but there was actually very little I needed to worry about. We had no wars so defense and protection of that sort was not a big issue. Neither were most of the socio-economic troubles that plagued my former homeland. There was no need for welfare because everyone worked.

Since the women of Kupolinis were actually clones (although by now that little detail had pretty much faded from my thoughts), there were no children so everyone worked and there was no need for social assistance programs. There was also no homelessness to worry about.

Crime was not a real issue either. Everyone in Kupolinis had what they needed and was happy with it. There was no need to steal as everyone had the same things. And if something broke or needed replacing, it was a simple matter of buying a new one. With the exception of the Queen and I, there was no real economic separation within the people – no rich, no poor. It was actually quite a pleasant and peaceful way of life.

With my kingdom running like the rails were greased, there wasn’t much to occupy my mind. Unfortunately, that left me with a lot of free time to dwell on my upcoming evening with Verarea. I remembered fondly the first time we met there in the temple. Tara had picked her along with eleven other of Kupolinis’ most beautiful women to serve at my first Koni Veni or cock worship ceremony. And boy did she ever!

Now on Shatabhisha Galli, men – and more specifically, their cocks – are always revered. But during a Koni Veni ceremony, it is basically an orgy in the cocks’ honor and the women are there only to worship and serve it. Verarea’s performance during that ceremony insured that she would be remembered and I was very much looking forward to more of my little fucktoy that night!

It seemed like the time would never come, but at last Verarea arrived at the palace. As was customary, one of the palace attendant girls answered the door and ushered Verarea inside. I was waiting for her in the great room – kind of like a home’s living room but on an immense and very grand scale.

Tara and I were sitting in our chairs when Verarea entered the room. Our “palace” isn’t what you would normally think of when the term is used. We don’t have “thrones” as you might picture them – oversized high back chairs sitting on raised platforms as such. No long red carpet leading up to them and no lavish drapes over huge iron-barred windows either.

No, the palace was more like a very large house. The furniture was a bit unique in that they didn’t have access to the materials found on Earth. And instead of carpets, there were animal hides. The windows contained no glass – there was no way to make glass on Shatabhisha Galli. But there were instead canopies of sorts over the tops of the windows to keep the rain from coming inside and shutters when needed. The temperatures on Shatabhisha Galli were very mild and quite pleasant ... similar to the temps found in Hawaii. There is a rainy season, but not the monsoons found in some places on Earth.

That evening, at the appointed time, Verarea entered the great room and walked slowly up to us until she was just a few feet from us.

“Good evening my king, my queen. I am here as requested by the Lottery,” Verarea said, standing there with her head down as she was supposed when addressing the queen and me for the first time. The people of Kupolinis had many customs that were strange to me, and I tried to keep to them as much as I could. This one though I found particularly enjoyable!