Queen of Their Colony (Kindred Tales)

“Let us give you a tour of our ship,” Tem said, clearly sensing her discomfort and wanting to ease it. “It’s a long-distance shuttle so we have a living area in the back.”

“Oh, you do? Sure—give me the tour,” Terra said, grateful for something to fill the time.

They all they left their seats—V’rone too, after putting the ship on autopilot, and went through a small door that led from the cockpit to the back half of the ship.

There was quite a spacious living area, complete with an overstuffed couch large enough for four—even if three of them were Monstrum warriors—with a viewing screen for entertainment mounted on the wall opposite.

Past the living area was a kitchen or “food-prep area” as Tem called it with a cold refrigeration unit and something that looked like a microwave but wasn’t. Against the curving wall was a fold out table with four fold out chairs.

Then, past the food prep area was a bathroom or “fresher” as the Monstrum called it and past that was a bedroom with the most enormous bed Terra had ever seen.

Well, I guess it’s built for four just like the couch, she thought uncomfortably.

After standing in the bedroom for a moment, they all went back into the living area, which was certainly better than staring at the bed.

“Well…tell me about your home planet,” Terra said, trying to make conversation. “I mean, how in the world did your people begin, er, the whole relationship with the colonies and the Queens?”

“It is simply the way our society evolved,” Rive said. “Females were scarce and it made more sense for three males to work cooperatively and protect their chosen female than to all fight over the few we had. In time, we developed into our three casts or types—the Brawn, the Brain, and the Soul.”

“A colony that has all three can be certain to serve and pleasure their Queen in every way,” Tem added. “It simply works best that way. It’s our belief that no one male is enough to satisfy a Queen—she needs at least three, if not more, to see to her needs.”

“Well, it’s certainly a unique set up,” Terra said cautiously. “But I’m, uh, curious about a few things.”

“Ask your questions—we’ll do our best to answer,” Rive said simply.

Terra cleared her throat.

“Well, I know from studying the Kindred that they all form a ‘soul bond’ with the female they chose to be with,” Terra said. “And they do it through sex.”

“Yes, that’s true.” All three of them nodded.

Terra paused, feeling her cheeks get hot.

“Well, to put it bluntly, how do you—the three of you—er…how can you…”

“Bond with a female?” V’rone finished for her in a low growl. “Do you want to know how we would pleasure you as we bond you to us, little Terra?”

“She didn’t ask that,” Tem objected. “She just wants to know how a colony like ours forms a soul bond.”

“To answer your question without salacious innuendo, there is only one way for Colony Monstrum to form a soul bond with their chosen Queen,” Rive said dryly. “And that is through triple penetration. The female in question must take the seed of all three of her males at once.”

“What?” Terra nearly choked. “I mean, I thought maybe you all had to take turns or something but—”

“Oh, it helps if she’s had seed from each of them beforehand—it strengthens the bond,” Tem said earnestly. “But her body must absorb their seed all at once—in three different orifices—in order to actually form the bond.”

“What’s wrong, little Terra—you look pale.” V’rone smirked at her. “Is that why you’re so afraid to admit you’re our Queen? You don’t think you can handle all three of us all at once?”

“No, I don’t,” Terra said flatly. “I saw the three of you without your trousers on—you’re all huge.”

She wished her cheeks weren’t quite so hot. But Tem’s explanation had caused an image to form in her mind of the four of them together. Terra would be on her hands and knees, riding one while another entered from behind and the third used her mouth…

Stop it! she scolded herself. You’re only making it worse and more embarrassing picturing it like that!

“But my Lady, all Monstrum have compounds in their saliva and semen to help a female open for them,” Tem said earnestly. “As long as we prepared you by tasting your pussy thoroughly beforehand, it wouldn’t be a problem.”

“Tem is right,” Rive murmured and for a moment she caught a flash of his eyes behind the usually opaque lenses. “We would greatly enjoy preparing you for bonding. Every colony longs to taste their Queen’s honey right from the source.” And he nodded at Terra’s pussy, which—she was uncomfortably aware—was barely hidden by the flower panties with the slit in them.

“Well, I…I mean…” She shook her head, uncertain what to say. Her ex had never been much for “going down to Cooterville” as he jokingly called it. In fact, she could probably count on one hand the number of times he’d done it for her during their entire marriage. But the way the three huge Monstrum were eyeing her made her picture three hungry men looking at a buffet.