Shortly before the assembly, The Queen took a moment to adress her Hellwhore. "You are called a saint. That is usually not something one achieves while alive. Do you remember the trial of extreme pleasure and self control you had to undergo before you were taken in to Cecylene and made our eunuch Hellwhore? It showed me you could be a saint. Most saints die as martyrs. I had to know you would want to be burned at the stake before even giving a single praise to the Immaculate faith. That you would endure a lifetime in a torturers chamber rather than accept them restoring your big meaty sex organs. The monsterous dick you live to serve overflows with masculine protective instincts. He would take risks to keep you safe. Unlike the brothel we love you and want you to stay with us. Yet, being a saint means knowing if what your God is doing is too important to let him be deterred out of concern for you. So you end your own life in loving sacrifice to that phallus to ensure he will not break pace to save you. Hopefully you will be able to live and serve us for over a century until I collect your life before you show the first signs of aging. You might be destined to the end of a true saint and thus you should be prepared."<br/><br/>The Queen kisses Hellwhore's cheek and sent him out of the room. Next she ritually invoked She Who Lives in Her Name, offering a decanter of celestial wine. The Queen spoke of the punishment of Dragonblood and reclamation of rightful property. She was certian her patron would understand the desire to hit the ursurpers where it counted.<br/><br/>With everyone gathered,  The Queen had Hellwhore attend his duty.  "As our whore-saint you have a spiritual role to play. Burn these fine oils and herbs in offering, begin your prayer. Then come out to clean and anoint the male organs my mating drones keep for me and bless them. Then, honestly and from the heart, explain how you would rather be tortured to death  as a good and faithful eunuch than have the pleasure of a big set of boy meat between your legs again. Finally present the jewel between your legs to show  us a portent we can use to our advantage."<br/><br/>A firm slap to Andras's  big hard ass followed. Then she kissed him, from chest to neck to mouth.   "You are not just my largest and most devoted alpha dick. You are also my strongest by far. So its ultimately your responsibility to bring me a success worthy of me."<br/><br/>As long as you do not fail me I wish to bring all of hell together in celebration of the meat I keep between your legs. We need to think of sort of situation would allow it to show loyalty in a way that shocks and impresses even the Yozi"<br/><br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>The Queen's role in the siege of Meru was smaller than she anticipated. It was difficult to see and her psionic senses had not evolved that her mind alone was enough to percieve all before her.   Even after everyone had returned to her grand palace beyond reality she kept the tower in Meru for a few more minutes to keep attention on it.<br/><br/>The Queen was let down that so many of her captives were female when the hive structure depended on a large male to female ratio. None the less any one of them might make a Hive Mother if given proper coercion. The palace was alive and within the dungeons were instruments such as Iron Maidens, perfect for long term sleep deprivation. When all resistance was shattered The Hive would be there to take them.<br/><br/>The Omen and The Brother approached Ozymandias, Prince of Gods. "We have felt you, yet we have not beheld you with out own eyes."<br/><br/>"(We are the guides of the spirit and soul of The Hive. The Whore guides the phalluses. We guide our own. We know what you are, priest of creation. Does your cock serve well?)"<br/><br/>"You are also our father. The semen of mating drones is shared. So speaks the collective."<br/><br/>The demons bound to the tower were released when it was called back to Hell. The guardian had done well. The blessing of She Who Lives in Her Name faded. In time The Tower would become the basis for something else.<br/><br/>Ozymandias was put on a diet of large amounts of braised rare lean meat and sweet juicy raw fruit. His diet, like that of Andras was tightly controlled, huge meals to grow muscle and nourish their testicles.<br/><br/>After initially relaxing The Queen chose to venture into the desert of Cyceline to pray and speak of her triumph so far. The Queen also continued to push her theory that The Ebon Dragon was not to be trusted and his wedding heralded something treacherous. That through The Queen's own legitimate wedding the machinations of The Ebon Dragon might be curtailed.<br/>The handful of days it would take for the others to arrive made for a convienient time to spend with Ozymandias. The Omen and The Brother had already made who they are clear to Prince of God's so it was time he met the red twins.<br/><br/>"Do our boys not have the nicest shape to their testicles? Like big heavy eggs they keep the sack around them quite smooth." The Queen said, grabbing Viridian by his balls and pulling him closer. It was just a short meeting between the prankster boys and their secondary father figure.<br/><br/>Ozymandias, Prince of God's cock hardly ever left The Queen's hand during the past few days. They were constantly together, the drone and his Queen. Sometimes she stroked the cock making it drool, making the man gasp, and edging his loads. Other times she just yanked him around by the cock in whatever direction she cared to lead him. This led to the cock feeling a bit sore and bruised. If Ozymandias had not been trained to appreciate and welcome the teasing ache in his dick that comes from it being overworked than his training must have not been as good as advertised.  For the moment she just played with it. The naked dick head, exposed completely by a tight strict circumcision, throbbed and leaked.<br/><br/>"The Bladed Horse, The Pear of Anguish, The Iron Chair; fabulous instruments of torture are keeping our new guests occupied. When your brother returns we will examine the captives and you can choose some tools for me to use in you and my wolf. If those dragon cocks don't spew excellent sperm I might need to vent my frustration on the parts you carry for me."<br/><br/>The Queen and her castle worked to break the will of the Dragonblood, but she waited for her beloved wolf to return to her before she tried to claim them. She waited with regal detachment on the surface but inside she waited for her cocky lover to return and make a real entrance.