The Queen’s Lineage Part 3; Tools of the Trade Tails had faired pretty well in the establishment of New Metropolis, the limelight only graced him slightly and he was allowed to move away from it when he wanted. He never considered himself a hero from those times, just a little fanboy spending time with his hero. As he grew up he’d spent more time learning the ropes from Rotor and becoming quite the established mechanic himself, opening up his own little odd job place to fill his savings as he spent time on his projects. It had been quite a few years since those old days and Tails had matured into a fine young man. When news of the Sally’s new heirs was announced he was already well aware of how she had gotten that way (or at least the regular way one would get in that way) and, if he was honest, he was a little be envious of his hero once more. He had grown his own life separate from his “Aunt Sally” and later found his thoughts of her taking on a whole new meaning. However, he did NOT expect the request he received when he answered her summons; taken to a quiet room alone in the palace with not a sign of a guard or aide. He’d expected her to ask for something for sonic as a surprise (perhaps for the wedding or his birthday). In a way, he was right. The instructions were relatively simple though it was pretty daunting to take on a task like this, but his childhood crush turned wet dream had made him an offer he certainly couldn’t refuse and so he left the palace that day with his mind full of ideas for what he was going to work on. --------- Sally and Sonic’s next night of fun was taking an excruciating amount of time to come back around for the pair. They had agreed to hold off any contact at all for a full week while they prepared their surprises. Sally even went as far as to wear her royal cloak over her front to refuse her love from even the slightest suggestion of her blooming form. This didn’t stop sally from teasing Sonic though, often whispering in his ear at the merest suggestion of her needs before moving out of his reach and making every opportunity to look him deep in the eyes when the day’s discussion veered towards the subject of hiring anyone new. Making sure he knew they needed more, that SHE needed more. -------------- Friday night finally came, and the pair of lovers were ready to cum themselves. Once more the throne room was empty, save for Sally and her King-to-be. Sonic had clearly gone all out to give the illusion of a tyrant king that had conquered her, his speed allowing him to adorn the walls in blue flags depicting a solid gold ring in only a matter of moments before Sally had arrived. Sally herself entered the room still wearing her cloak, using it to cover herself in the journey from her bedroom, and she stood alone before the Hedgehog sat on her Throne. She smiled to herself at Sonics’ Iron crown; clearly his surprise was to add a little more drama to their play. “The old Queen is late!” Sonic called out to an imaginary audience, clearly he was all too eager to start their games, “Perhaps she does not consider her new King worthy enough to attend his audience. Still she has no choice.” Sonic shot her his sly little grin that she’s grown to love over the years, the grin that told her Sonic had this. Sally took one step forward, playing the role of the defiant, yet defeated Queen. “King? You’re a monster! You’ve taken my rule by force and enslaved the women to obey you filthy desires!” Sally loved painting the picture of their villains rule; it once terrified her, but now the thought of being at someone’s mercy left her quivering at the knees. “My might trumps your pitiful rule and now you rule no more, MISS Acorn. Or perhaps I’ll simply call you Sal.” Sonic playfully worked in his pet name for her as he propped up his chin with his right arm rested on the Throne, “Sure...Sal, Stripped of your title and yet still not yet stripped of your clothes” “No! You mustn’t!” “You defy ME!” Sonic boomed really getting into his role, slamming his fist down and trying to keep hidden the erection the feeling of power provided. Sally knew it was time to finally reveal her little secret, the surprise she had been working on. She slowly reached up to the clasp holding her cloak and clicked it open, letting fall to the ground in a cascade of flowing red velvet to reveal her curves to the “tyrant” before her. What she revealed would cause a dead man to generate a heartbeat, her body adorned in the finest jewellery of the most intimate nature; Both of her nipples and Clitoris had been pierced with small gold rings each one giving constant stimulation to Sally’s most exciting areas, these rings were joined by a thin gold chain that ran up from her pussy, over her pregnant belly and joined together between her wonderful breasts. (Tails might not have had any experience in piercing before, but for this job, he was WILLING to learn.) But this was not the last of the items Sally had ordered from Tails’ discreet service. Around her neck was a collar of sold steel, locked in place with a small built-in lock, the edges of it covered it little golden Acorns and though a loop at the front a tiny golden acorn tag. Sally stood before her King an owned slave, her body decorated with gold and her arms now at her side to give her Master an unobstructed view. Sonic was just frozen in awe for a moment, trying his best to burn this amazing image in his mind for all eternity. But, then again, Sonic preferred video. “Very nice!” He said as he made no effort now in hiding the large tent appearing on his lap, “Perhaps you can perform something for me that will show off your assets.” “M..Monster!” Sally’s voice shook, trying her best to keep character as her pussy slowly produced a trickle of nectar down her leg. She would be the first to admit she was no dancer, her teenage years in the Freedom fighters left little time for lessons. But still she brought her arms up to stroke up her sides swishing her hips from side to side and making sure to sway all the curves she had. Sonic relaxed a little resting his head back and watching every movement she made. He slipped his cock free of the loincloth he had been wearing for his tyrant costume and just watched; drinking her beauty in and slowly stroking his growing erection. The sight of Sonic slowly stroking himself get Sally’s mouth watering, both of her mouths actually and she had to hold herself back from just running up to him and getting a taste of the cock she had been denying herself the past week. But, right now, she was under his command. He was the Master and he wanted to watch her dance. It was up to her to make him WANT her on his lap. She ran her right index finger over her pussy lips, he would not allow her masturbating without permission, but she only graced herself with the slightest touch to wet her finger, bringing it up to her mouth to suck it clean and show what her mouth could be used for. Her left fingers toyed with the new chain joining her piercings giving them a slight tug, enjoying the feeling of her breasts and clit being pulled forward a little painfully. Sally was certainly no erotic dancer, but she knew how to press her lover’s buttons. “The old Queen is nothing but a common whore I see!” Sonic mocked her as his cock throbbed in his hand. “My...Ah!” Sally gasped as her body responded to another accidental tug on her nipples, “My body was mutilated by your men. I cannot help my body responding. But there is something far worse.” Sonic shifted his head forward and licked his lips, “And what might that be, my slave?” Sally slowly began to turn with her rhythmic swaying of her hips, keeping her eyes on Sonic until she had to face away. Turning her back to him she stood still. She bent forward with her hands holding her shapely rump looking below herself past her breasts, her chains, and her pregnant belly and between her legs to the Hedgehog with the huge cock she wanted with all her soul. Spreading apart her round rump to give her Master the view he needed. Tails had made another item. Meeting Sonic’s gaze was a large diamond, one that Sonic had given her as a gift to propose with, set into the base of a large Golden Butt plug. The shining gem held in Sally’s dirtiest place, the sign of who Sally had become. “The worst part is I fucking love it!” Sally called out, “Please! I need you to fuck me with that wonderful COCK!” In a flash Sonic was standing above her his massive erection casting a shadow over her back. But as Sally’s hands fell to the floor in order to balance herself from the impending thrust into her She felt only a fast lurch forward and a sharp pain on her ass cheeks. Sonic slapped her behind with his open palm over and over, spanking her like an unruly child. Her pain only surpassed by the surprise, but both would soon be outdone by the heat moving from her rump and into her moist pussy. Her mouth hung open and her tongue lulled out as the pain built her towards her first orgasm. “You dare talk to your king as an equal? You’re forgetting your place!” Sonic announced to an invisible crowd, “You will receive my gifts when I allow it!” Sonic slapped her sore rear once more. “Please Master!” Sally gurgled though her mouth as it seemed to lose all its dexterity,”I only wanted to serve you well...” Sonic held his hand back a moment, “Then spread yourself once more!” Sally forced her arms to regain control and her legs to regain balance as you returned her hands to her sore cheeks, feeling their warmth in her palms as she revealed her butt plug to her Master again. This was the moment Sonic delivered a swift open slap directly between her cheeks. The force of it sending ripples all through Sally’s body; putting all that pressure on the base of her plug and in turn putting that pressure on her puckered ring. Sally came and she came HARD, her orgasmic screams escaped her lungs and filled the sacred halls of her royal family, while her orgasmic juices flowed out of her untouched cunt and onto the red carpet below, staining it with the proof of Sally’s desires. Sally collapsed to the floor on her side, enjoying the afterglow of her explosive orgasm and feeling the ripples of its aftershocks. Her limbs were limp and her mind awash with the events that had lead to all this. Right now the line between their game and their life was beyond blurred, it had gone. Right now that was no “Queen Sally” there was only a whimpering slave, decorated for her kings amusement and still hungry for the feel of his cock. She knew that behind closed doors they would always be this way, her body would fill her with this need the moment they were alone and Sonic was all too willing to meet it. Once again, she held the political power, but right now he was standing over her, holding the leash in his hand. And that’s when she heard a new voice; “Oh Shit Sugar-hog! I think you broke her!”