"Demaj has served us well. Among those we surround ourselves with the most, Demaj would be closest to the human concept of a friend. There are vague parallels within the hive to a large number of different species social structures. Even the raksha have much we use."  The Queen said to Andras. The Queen was speaking of Andras and Demaj but there was so much that could be explained. The Queen and The Hive were in a state of rapid evolution unprecedented by nearly anything. The finer points of The Queen's rule would be lost on Andras's simple primal mind. He would understand the broad strokes though. Ozymandias being with them now gave The Queen a partner who could understand and discuss more subtle points.<br/><br/>"We want you to really let yourself feel the excitement Harvesting Damaj's sex organs is a big milestone for you. It's the first set you are taking purely because of the sins of past ages carried in the dragons blood. You will also be the best hung man within The Hive once you cut him. Not to mention it's an extension of your honor bound duty to manage the cocks and balls within The Hive for us. As we are connected the more happiness and excitement you feel about claiming the bounty between his thighs the more pleasure we feel from that connection. We know you like to pleasure us. As Demaj has been very loyal you should give him an honorable castration rather than a dishonorable one."  The Queen said, finally upfront that she just wants Andras, and to a lesser extent Ozymandias, to be thrilled about neutering Demaj so she can feel that pleasure from them. She also mentioned honorable and dishonorable castration. She had established with Hellwhore that an honorable castration was slow, careful, and removed every trace of the male reproductive organs. The dishonorable one was swift, brutal, and only concerned with removing all external traces of the meat. They didn't have the free time to cut Demaj yet, but soon.<br/><br/>The Queen set a subtle test for Andras. She used her Enuma Elish charm to cause a few blackheads to appear on his heafty ball sack. She wanted to see how long it took him to notice. She was subtle enough he wouldn't be alerted to the change until he did something to check his meat. Andras being an active man that works and sweats it was easily explained that he could get clogged pores on the balls he keeps for his beloved. Andras's brother got a more severe alteration. Price of Gods had a tumor, benign, grown in his cock the same shape and consistency of the Jade beads he had implanted. It would be very easy to mistake for one without very intimate memory if Ozymandias's cock and a close examination.<br/><br/>Hopefully Andras would catch both problems and rectify them quickly showing that, while usually not nessessiary, he takes great care and pride as the overseer of the meat between both mating drones legs. Technically he was in charge of all dicks in The Hive but he and his brother were the real focus. The rest was more a ceremonial position he could use if he had any amusing ideas.<br/><br/>"We can sense a very fine bond between you two brothers. The Queen said to her mates. "We also sense a clouded perception of some things. Come to us Prince of Gods."<br/><br/>"We feel much love for the men who trained you. We want you to remember that they were very devoted to the dynasts and Immaculate faith, Prince of Gods. If they follow the same truth you learned from them than they would follow what their owners believe of known anathema. We could even say that we know you would lose respect for them if they didn't kill you if given the chance. How would you regard our sworn enemies? You honor your masters by following what they taught you. Loyalty to the one who owns you above all else and that principle you proliferate through the hive. They are the humans that matter to you and you love them enough to kill them if they were to ever obstruct you. That is something a man and a slave can understand." The Queen said<br/><br/>The Queen had her lover walk right up against her. She grabbed him possessivly and kissed him while grabbing a handful of his ass and squeezing with enough force to bruise her fingerprints on his rear. Then she pushed him away just enough to really look at him. She reached out to hold his plump hairless sack. It wasn't really "low hanging". It looked that way but the egg shaped glands within kept it very full. The man's entire body was smooth, shiny, and tanned; rippling with well sculpted muscles.<br/><br/>"Isn't your brother glorious looking, my wolf? He is having some trouble. He was raised to be a perfect slave and romance. That aids him in many ways but it also frames his outlook in things The Hive hasn't directed him toward."  The Queen kept one hand holding and jiggling Ozymandias smooth full sack and used the other to turn him to face Andras, with The Queen now standing behind Ozymandias.<br/><br/>The Queen reached around to hold Ozymandias's plump magitech penis. "This dick knows some tricks the one you carry does not, our Andras. The man it's attached to does not have the understanding of family you got from being a fierce Icewalker. The closest thing to family he knows is a trainer. Aside from that he has always existed for his owner, even before he had an owner. He needs guidance about brotherhood. Tell us a tale. You must have been closer to someone of your human brothers. Tell us about one brother who was very physically inclined. One brother you traded cock teasing with to help sperm storage and masturbated with frequently but carefully to train your cock and balls. Then how proud and full of love you felt when he found his partner to make love until he blasted his junk off and died with them. There must have been a couple brothers who fit the description and they all achieved that goal before you. Ozymandias needs to hear how whether you work together or compete it's all brother helping brother. That victory is shared and if he surpasses you in some way it just makes you both better and allows you to try to surpass him again in the future."<br/><br/>The Queen very slowly stroked Ozymandias's dick. She was framing her own preferred narrative but she and Andras were always so in tune. She had added pieces to Andras's past to support her vision but most of all she knew Andras already idolized her carnal tinged worshipful idea of brotherhood because he always managed to embody what she found ideal. In every life The Queen was a visionary and Andras was a pinnacle of her ideals. It might seem he embodied those things because of her but he probably also shaped her ideals by his own nature. She held something as perfect because it was like her lover.<br/><br/>"Something your brother does understand is the joy of being devoted to the pleasure of another. You might consider taking his cock in your mouth while we hold him here and now. Don't do it because we suggested it or because it's a way to experience his body for your own satisfaction. When we stroke this dick between his legs  We are using our property. He may feel pleasure but it's about me. Of course you understand that. Unlike myself, you can suck his cock and his cum for no reason other than it brings him pleasure. You might be the only one in The Hive who can have him in a way that is neither using him because he is yours, or feeling the thrill of him using you because you want to be a vessel for the pleasure of our chosen mate. You are just taking the moment to make your brother feel good."<br/><br/>The Queen knew Ozymandias understood sex and power. " Unless you don't want to feel your brother's mouth on you?" The Queen said to Ozymandias giving him a strange and rare opportunity to say no. He would probably have refused sex acts plenty but only because it was keeping his owners property. For the lesson to really strike deep Ozymandias  had to be able to back out based only on the desire he and his body felt. The Queen's men should do this and after the feelings of being equal parts of a single working team, their love for each other, and their united joy of lovingly worshipping their Queen.<br/><br/>The Queen had to resist the urge to direct her men to act things out as would best please her. In fact she blocked much of her psychic transmissions to them to keep the moment pure. If the lesson really settled in deep with the brothers it would stay marked in The Hive for future men to know and understand innately.<br/><br/>"Our Prince of Gods, you only had the one owner and she hardly ever used your body. You wouldn't have played with that dick since it wasn't yours, nor would you have ever let anyone else use your body. Unless you were a bad slave after all you must have gone against your bodies urges remaining perfectly chaste and non sexual for the greater part of years. It is no wonder you fixated on us with such immense desire. Our wolf had just put your body to real sexual use and you knew we would be doing it too. Was it depressing to have a body so finely trained to please but go unused? We have many uses for you."<br/><br/>The Queen would watch and enjoy. No doubt the two men felt close the moment The Queen assimilated Ozymandias and they felt each others minds. That must have evolved further with them handling The Hive while she was cocooned away.<br/><br/>"You both surprised us with your great united leadership front." The Queen said to her lovers post Ozymandias's climax. "The Omen and The Brother are a mouthpiece for our will and that of the collective. You could have just let them handle it but you didn't and things are better for it. Speaking of things that improved while we were sequestered. . ."<br/><br/>The Queen changed her focus from Ozymandias to Andras and began to squeeze and massage his enlarged pectoral muscles, especially the nipples, watching them leak their fluid. "What is it here that you have managed to do to yourself? This body is your core of existence and it's designed to serve us. It keeps improving and growing. Just like how much we love you."<br/><br/><br/>----<br/><br/>The Dynast was extremely well muscled even by young men's standards. She grabbed him by the collar. "Look at this wretch! Finally in a proper position for a bitch like him." The Queen said to the room, inviting them to demean the dragon further. Peleps Nayaad would know he deserved worse.  "We will be vigorously altering your mind, body and soul. The meat between your legs better be worth all the trouble you have caused us. If those balls do not deliver we wont even bother to castrate you. We instead will imprison you in a nice room suite where you will be kept comfortable and unable to even try to assist us and The Hive. You will have no chance to take pain and penance. You will live a very long time and until the moment you die you will be forbidden from being anything but a leech to us. If you are smart you might chose to pray to the sacred phallus to bless your body so it may serve."  The Queen threatened the virtuous Dragonblood with a life of complete idle luxury and isolation. She knew how he had rejected living as a spoiled nobleman to actively serve the realm. He had shown he could endure anything. So a far worse fate than any torture was hanging over him.<br/><br/>Hellwhore seemed excited to groom a servant from The Dojo. The sweetness of earning the right to say he was The Queen's adopted son must have been a great incentive. She pulled him up into her seat to continue cuddling his naked body against her. " Hellwhore, you make a cute accessory. Mommy thinks,  unlike most decor you look so much better without jewels. Hang one leg over the edge of the chair so you are spread. Then just cling us and the folds of our gown. We have a guest comming and it isnt for lowly boy whores to look upon her brilliant blue flames. You are allowed to show off your pride and joy of being a eunuch." The Queen said while unsocketig the Scrying stone from Hellwhore's crotch leaving just bare flat skin. Hellwhore had a measure of power and prestige  among The Hive but that was the humble prestige of a holy man. He should never forget he was just a mix blooded whore who got lucky through the grace of the Queen and Andras's dick. The things he could feel truly proud of was his castration and how well he served. If The High Priest of Cecylene paid him even a cursory glance his status as a eunuch was the one thing that would be known.<br/><br/>The Queen saying Hellwhore was unworthy of looking at Dhalia's azure brilliance was paraphrasing a law of Cecylene. Only a select few were permitted to look upon Cecylene's sacred color. For the others doing so was punishable by death. The law itself was written in azure ink so reading the law was breaking it. Hellwhore, before he belonged to The Queen was completely at the mercy of anyone wearing the color as to even see them was a potential death sentence entirely determined by if they wanted to see him die. The Queen herself usually wore deep Azure and crimson together.  Hellwhore had gazed upon his Queen freely. He had no reason to refrain as if she wanted to kill him she needed no reason. If Dhalia actually tried to say Hellwhore must die for looking at her The Queen would have laughed and said Hellwhore is an object not a person and therefore couldn't look at anything. Hellwhore might not have known what his Queen would say to protect him but he did know as her posession he was safe. Hellwhore was a perfect idol for every potential eunuch or slave of The Queen. In his humility, objectification (to the point of being sexless), and powerlessness he actually had quite a lot of power. His Queen was mighty and thus even as a simple decoration that existed at her whim he had a measure of importance.<br/><br/>Out of everyone in The Hive only Andras and The Omen and The Brother could have managed to survive long in Hell on their own. The Omen and The Brother were ordained priests of Cecylene. Andras was an unstoppable force of nature as the divine masculine. Everyone else would have needed a master.<br/><br/>"Ozymandias take a position of a enticing sexual jewel displayed at our feet. Andras stand tall and strong beside us. Assume the position and just be the huge alpha dick attached to a tower of testosterone fueled muscle. A primal weapon and tool for sex."<br/><br/>The Queen very much liked Andras's idea about letting the young men of The Dojo chose what type of tool to become. He spoke of training a different class of young men to be guardians for her. The Queen didn't point out that anyone he could train would only be useful against things that posed little threat to The Queen. Every soldier bee could make a difference. Even more importantly Andras was her courageous alpha mate. A real man such as him couldn't leave his Queen without protection he personally contributed.<br/><br/>"Are none of the young men in The Dojo likly to become shields, spears, and bows? Why not train some guardians from this seasons fertile soil. Send the one who is top of his class to our chambers later. Who has grown their crop, devloped their muscles and chest, and honed their devotion best? Ensure he understands he might not make it back alive."<br/><br/>The herald and swarmkeepers arrival ended all other talk.  She was majestic in her own right, as expected of Cecylene's favored.<br/><br/>"Much has changed. We have consumed my Cojugator and The Hive is simply part of the world within us. We are now The Daeva Queen as my soul has revealed to me. Do you not see there are worlds within us and our souls hunger for the nourishment to give them life." The Queen said very heavily implying what she was. Devouring her Cojugator in particular being a prophetic sign.<br/><br/>The Queen listened to Dhalia Swarmkeepers explanation. It was hard to accept that some ambiguous author was the predestined Queen of Hell. Do they not see she is not simply The Queen of Hell but The Queen of the perfect version of hell? The Hell where ancient wounds are healed and Yozi again become primordials. It was this hell, her hell, that would make creation part if it. "So much importance placed on the woman holding the pen. She is but a messenger speaking of the   far more majestic titan that is born in the pages of The Broken Winged Crane. What say the Yozi of that being?"<br/><br/>The Queen paused, calmed a little. "Can we offer you any form of refreshment while you are here? We ask what say the Yozi. You speak of what The Yozi have stated. Let us dispose of the false pretense that The Yozi are ever in perfect agreement on anything. Even more let us not pretend that every Yozi voice has value to us. What does Cecylene say?"  The Queen cut down to what mattered more to the two of them. Dhalia Swarmkeeper spoke for the will of all Yozi because the greatest of them said so and none could dispute what was written in Azure. Dhalia was ultimately the Mouthpiece of Cecylene and due to shared patronage that was better than having them all.<br/><br/><br/>OOC: Does Malfeas have any fairs, festivals, or competitions where high tier demons enter their male whores and slaves? It would be fun to see Andras and Ozymandias compete with other specially designed man slaves. Comparing semen quality, levels of sexual masochism, body building. It would make them proud to win ribbons for the size of their pecs or quality of their asses, how good they are at pulling carts like oxen ect.