Inferno

Artemis just sighed and nuzzled his neck. She was glad to be home, all the problems of the outside world could wait. She was home with her lover, her slave and the only woman that would ever have her heart; a sudden thought occurred to her, “Why was Maria with you? She’s not yours, and why were there other women?!”



Wincing, he looked down at her and tried to decide how to tell her, “Well, I wasn’t really expecting you home tonight, but it was an added bonus. The Elders sent them to me, and I had to obey them. They wanted me to choose from among them for a consort. Because, I have not yet introduced you to them, they are assuming I am lying. But you’re here, in my arms, thoroughly fucked. And, in a room full of observers, observers from the Elders no less! I didn’t even have to really fuck them, they pleasured me, and I came and pleasured you as soon as I had recovered. They were overcome by lust, so they came to you. You are beautiful and alluring, your power is addictive.”



Smiling slightly, she let the topic go and just cuddled up to her lover again. Kissing his neck she whispered, “Take me upstairs now, we’ll come back down in a bit. We’ll dance and maybe more. I loved the attention, oh, feel me! I’m already wet and ready again!”



Chuckling at her, he obliged her and flicked her clit lightly and kissed her deeply before walking up the stairs at the back of the club, leaving the pounding bass and flashing lights, and up to their apartment above the club. The front room was done in blood reds and a deep black with a splash of purple here and there, multiple pillows strewn everywhere, enough to be fucked on and still be comfortable.



Walking over to the hall across the room, he gently set her down in front of the bathroom. Turning he strolled away from her swinging his hips, knowing she’d be watching.



“You know, I love your ass…. Especially bare, however it doesn’t look too bad in leather pants or wranglers,” Giggling she shut the door to the bathroom, and watched as Maria finished getting her bath ready.



“Mistress, how was your trip? Did everything go as planned?” Maria glanced up as from her preparations as she questioned her.



“Oh it went perfectly fine until, my brother tried to have me assassinated, all because he doesn’t want me marrying Markus!” As she said this she pouted at the thought of her brother, she loved him she really did. But trying to kill her? What was the point? It wasn’t like she stood to inherit anything, all she was, was a female born into a male dominated world, where females were nothing but slaves. More often than not bartered or sold. There was no use for them, other than baring a son.



Her peoples traditions were hundreds of years old, and they hadn’t bothered to change them. After all, why change what has worked so well? There was no point to it; the women were often content and well kept, with the exception that all cultures had. Shaking her head she giggled, “However, he came to me and apologized. He’s happy for me really, but… He didn’t want our enemies to kill me due to me being his sister. He’s become a warrior! A real honest to god warrior, battle scars, and everything! He’s become one of the Obsidian Kings personal bodyguards… He’s a Coyote now! Isn’t that wonderful?”



She ignored the fact that her family was once the ruling family, and that her brother was more than likely going to try and assassinate the king. After all, it was the purpose of the males in her family, to avenge the wrong and take their rightful place upon the throne. The only women to have power were the Queens. A dozen queens once ruled above the province Kings, and above them was the High Queen. Ruling beside each was a King, and a Consort. More often the king was for propagation and the Consort for love, but there were times in which all three were in love. It didn’t matter if the Consort was male or female. All that mattered was the King was male.