Chapter 7.1
Meet The Emperor - Ocean Manor, Tara -12 BA
“Come on, Kya. We're going to the palace today.” Kya was roughly woken up by Aya jumping on her and tumbling her partially out of bed, she squealed, grabbed her younger friend and flipped her over so that Kya sat on top of Aya, then she began to tickle her, something Aya loved and hated at the same time.
“N-n-nooo, stoop itt!” Aya giggled and cried at the same time, as her friend's deft fingers found all her sensitive spots along her rib cage.
Kya looked at her half-seriously. “No waking me up like that again, Aya. I was having a wonderful dream.”
“Oh really, tell me about it?” Aya said, struggling to get out from under Kya's legs and kneeling on the bed.
“I was dreaming of one of the boys we see out there, working on the gardens. Thinking about him, all muscle and sweat. Thinking about his hands, and how they would ... feel.” She finished with a wriggling of her eyebrows. Both girls dissolved into giggles.
A little while later, as both girls sat patiently, Mistress Tya bustled about, primping and preparing both of them to be presentable for the Palace. Both girls had to sit through having their waist-length hair carefully brushed out, then deftly braided and twined with sparkling lines of tiny gemstones that made their hair almost glow in the bright sunlight. They were both dressed in summer dresses, light and airy, that showed a lot more skin than Aya thought was expected, but she didn't argue with the Mistress. She knew all too well that a sore bottom would be the end result for her, and for Kya, if either of them objected. It had been that way from the beginning. If one of them disobeyed, both got the same punishment. That hurt more than the actual punishment. Seeing her friend getting spanked made Aya ache inside much worse than her own sore bottom. She knew Kya felt the same way, so they knew to tread the right line.
Soon enough, Mistress Tya pronounced both young ladies ready, and they all went out of the big house to a waiting flitter that stood ready to sweep them to the far-off palace.
Aya and Kya giggled and bumped each other for position as they took seats and secured themselves. Mistress Tya checked to ensure they were both secured, then sat down and signalled the pilot. He made the necessary adjustments to the controls and the flitter was off. It was an up and down trip. Less than 10 minutes later, it was circling in for a landing, and they got a good look at the huge palace. Their house, which was gigantic, would not even fit in one of the rooms of this immense place.
The flitter landed, and they unbuckled, then each one was made to wait while Mistress Tya checked and brushed their dresses, checked their hair, and made sure they were ready, then the three of them stepped out of the flitter and onto the palace grounds.
Aya had flutterbies in her stomach as she stepped onto the soft ground. She was to meet the Emperor today, and although she had heard lots about him, he was still not somebody she thought she wanted to meet. He was scary, in fact. As he controlled the entire Confederacy and she knew that if he didn't like somebody, that would be the end of them.
Mistress Tya guided both young ladies, with a hand firmly on the small of their backs, through the gardens and into the palace proper. They saw guards everywhere, but everybody was so polite. The guards all bowed and opened doors, and there was nothing scary at all.
Then it changed. They came into a room that was so big it made Aya feel tiny. There were hundreds of seats, and at the end was a huge table with a lot of seats all around it, with one big throne as well. It was nearly empty, but on that throne sat somebody, and Aya felt her legs going weak, she felt a bit sick, and the flutterbies wanted to lift her up and run her right back to the house, right now!
Tyo was deep in conversation with one of his advisors when out of the corner of his eye he saw Tya come in with two young girls, one on each arm. He kept talking, but his mind was no longer on it, however, he could see the smaller girl was very nervous, and knew he had to put her at ease.
He stopped the advisor's diatribe and looked at him. “Just make it work for now, Liese. I'll discuss this with you later. I have Clan business now.” The advisor bowed and stepped back to go take care of the affairs and wait for more consul time. Tyo casually turned to face the trio, and then leaned forward in as relaxed a pose as he could muster.
“Who do you bring today, Mistress Tya?” He asked in a soft but very deep voice that both Kya and Aya felt vibrate right through them into the bottom of their bellies.
Tya released both girls and bowed deeply. “My Lord Emperor, I wish to present to you the Lady Aya Camelin, and her companion, Kya.”
Aya and Kya both curtseyed in the way they had been taught, then looked at him, eyes not actually looking at his, focusing on his chest or chin, as they had been told was best to do.
“Well, well, well. I remember when you came here, young Aya. Eight cycles ago. How do you do, my young Lady?” Tyo asked her softly.
Aya swallowed very hard, and replied in a shaky voice, “I do very well, L-lord Emperor. Are you well?”
He smiled, and his eyes met Tya's as he replied “I am also well, Lady Aya. You are very nervous. Are you afraid of me?”
Aya blushed so scarlet she felt her entire head was on fire, and then nodded without words.
“Oh my dear girl.” Tyo said quietly. Then to her absolute shock, he reached out his hands. “Come here, Aya.”
She gently walked forward and Tyo swept her up in a tremendous hug and swung her around, then to her complete surprise, he sat her on his throne. Before she could even reply, he had turned, grabbed Kya, and deposited her right beside Aya so they both sat in the chair that ruled the Thousand Worlds.
He then got to one knee and bowed deeply to both girls. “May I present to you young ladies, the Throne of the Realm. It is yours for the afternoon. Don't break it, I will need it tomorrow.” He smiled as both girls giggled shyly at him, feeling a bit more at ease now.
Tyo then stepped back and stood beside Mistress Tya. “You know?” He said, his hand resting just above Tya's hip, “I could see her sitting there and running this entire show.” He felt the laugh begin deep within Tya as she replied. “With these two, my Lord Emperor, anything is possible.”
“Do you have an entertainment planned for these two, My Lord?” Tya asked in a slightly louder voice as she could sense his feelings towards her growing. There was a strong desire that would need to be dealt with, and the young Lady had no need to know of this.
“Of course. My young Ladies, if you will remain seated, I have planned a special party, just for your benefit.” Tyo said in a louder, almost booming voice.
As he finished, doors swung open and dancers came running in from both sides, shimmering ribbons streaming behind them as they sprinted up to the main floor, then began to dance and pirouette around and into the air, courtesy of gravity harnesses they all wore.
Kya and Aya were startled by the sudden appearance beside them of people carrying drinks for them both, and then a plate was set in from of them filled with the most delightful smells that both of their mouths almost drooled with hunger.
Tya led the Lord Emperor out of the room, taking a backward glance at the girls, now surrounded by all these people who were dancing, flashing them with tricks, and keeping them so occupied that they didn't even notice the departure of their Mistress.
“They will be fine, Tya.” Tyo said as his hand slid down to cup her bottom in a firm grip that definitely indicated his desire.
“Yes, my Lord. I still have to worry. They are my charge, as you well know. You commanded it.” She replied as she walked with him into a small room off the corridor, then closed the door behind them and tapped a control to lock it.
Tyo nodded, then pushed her up against the wall and kissed her hungrily as he pressed himself against her. Tya returned the kiss, her hands resting on his waist as his wandered down her neck to cup both her breasts through the thin material of the bodice and caress her nipples as they peaked against the fabric.
She broke the kiss
and began to kiss his cheek then neck as he nuzzled her, then felt his hands at the fastening of her bodice and twisted a bit so that his fingers caught, then the fastener seperated, and her bodice fell open slightly. She gasped at the sensation, and gripped his face in her hands, then kissed him as he roughly pulled the bodice down to expose her breasts.
Tyo leaned down as she twisted her hands in his hair and took a nipple into his hungry mouth. Kissing and licking it, then gently nipping it with his teeth, before running a small line of kisses to her other breast before he did the same thing with it. Her nipples tasted of her, slightly of mothers' milk, and Tyo was intoxicated by the flavor.
He pressed her against the wall as he devoured her breasts, kissing and licking them all over, then gripping her by the waist, lifted her up and taking a couple of steps back, turned and lightly tossed her onto the bed, where she lay in an open sprawl.
He looked down at her, and Tya undid the rest of her bodice, then drew it away and put it on the floor, beside the bed as he undid his tunic to expose his sturdy hairless chest. She knelt on the bed and ran her hands over his chest, the feeling was electric to him as he felt surges of desire from every feather-light touch.
“Don't mark me, my Lord. The young Lady is still too young to understand.” She whispered to him. He leaned down and drew her face to his in another deep kiss, tongues intertwining. “You'll be fine, Tya. Well used, but undamaged, as a good Lari'Sota should be.” He breathed as his hands met around the small of her back.
“Yes, my Lord.” She hissed as his hands undid the belt that held her skirt in place. “I am most certainly that for you, and it has been far too long since I felt you.” She wriggled her hips so that the skirt fell down, and his hands cupped her bottom firmly. She gasped as he squeezed her firmly, pulling her groin against his so she could feel him hard and pulsing with desire for her.
She half-stood so that she could step out of the skirt, and deftly tossed it off the bed to join her top as his hands continued to roughly maul her bottom as he kept her pressed against him. She kissed his chest, then ran her lips down his well-formed torso to deftly lick the fine hairs on his stomach. Now it was Tyo's turn to inhale sharply.
She rubbed the outside of his pants, where his hardness was evident, tracing it through the sturdy material. “I can feel how much you've missed me, My Lord.” she breathed. Her hands made short work of the fastener and she slid his pants down his slim hips and muscled legs, allowing him to spring free and stand at strong attention.
Tyo groaned as she breathed on him, then her lips kissed along his shaft and he felt her hands and tongue lightly moving along his length, bringing him to an even higher state of arousal. His hands were busy rubbing her bottom, with one hand dipping further down to caress her lips and test her own wetness as she wriggled to give him better access to her body.
His finger slid into her as she took him between her lips and allowed her tongue to lave all over the head, gently licking and rubbing with her tongue and lips along the sensitive head and underside as she moaned with his finger sliding deep into her, feeling that she was as wet and ready as he was hard and firm.