In reading her lover's minds, The Queen saw the outcome of a deadly fight between the two would not play out entirely as she predicted. They would both act the same, without applying real effort with the last one standing ending their own life rather than kill their brother or fail their queen.  In an ironic sense the battle would be over which of them gets to die.<br/><br/>"Two from your school were called upon to serve and sacrifice. Neither of you were expected to ever return. Yet you returned unused and unharmed. It must have dissipointed you. The other returned with his plump sex organs shoved in his severed head. He shamed you all, but perhaps you too felt the sting of failure in returning alive and unused?" The Queen said as she toyed with a young man from The Dojo that Andras had offered to her.<br/><br/>The Queen looked upon her chosen mating drones with a lustful hunger. They got to watch and participate as The Queen enjoyed her offering. The young men at The Dojo were unassimilated. The idea was that when their man parts were sacrificed and accepted they would finally recieve the blessing of assimilation as well.<br/><br/>The Queen gestured for Hellwhore to come closer. Hellwhore was frequently encouraged to preach, and teach lessons at The Dojo.<br/>She grabbed the musclebound youth's cock, examined it, stroked it while showing Hellwhore off. "This eunuch has been recently adopted by us as our son. He has made mistakes. He even once lost his status as a eunuch. He had to earn the right for them to be cut from him by our Andras. Did you used to play with this pole a lot?"  All the men brought to Malfeas by Andras for this strange meditative training were youthful and robust of constitution. The Queen knew it would be rather odd if they weren't jerking off all the time. Andras inspired them to sacrifice such pleasures for a greater purpose and devotion.<br/><br/>"Have you played with it since you became a student? What about the other boys? Do you play with theirs or do they play with yours? Have they spilled their milk?"<br/><br/>The young monks in training could consider it a badge of honor if the cock and balls they carried were always available and frequently edged on by their fellow students but never felt the incredible release and satisfaction of blowing their load. Most probably would have the occasional "accident" with the organs they were holding for their Queen. A young man who was always cumming at the slightest stimulation ultimately proved the organs were particularly hyperactive and of great quality for their castration and assimilation. The main difference is that the boy who really wants to cum but never does has proven his personal prowess and dedication. The boy who cums a lot proves the prowess of his body. There is less honor in it unless their goal was to emulate Andras. Perhaps if there is an especially virile specimen The Queen would mutate them to look like Andras. Then Andras and his Queen could experience the wolf being sacrificed by proxy. It would be quite romantic.<br/><br/>Despite her teasing, The Queen was quick to leave her morsel once she had called Andras and Ozymandias to her. "We have headed your council and wish for you to hunt again, our wolf spider. Who will care for that body and the sex organs we let you carry for us? You might be gone for weeks. Do you require us to find prey for you?" The Queen said.<br/><br/>It was not as if Andras was really going to suffer  any lasting damage to his body or any if it's parts. It was the principal of things. Andras was his Queen's favourite. The ceremonial aspects of having his body treated like the prized possession of his Queen were important.<br/><br/>The collective cut the soul, resculpted the mind, but emotions were relatively free. The Hive controlled thoughts but the emotions that came from those thoughts were free. The Queen herself was a master of controlling other's feelings as any God-Queen-Mother should be. Andras was the ideal male, he belonged to The Queen. A man was defined by his body not his mind. Even Andras's cult was not directly devoted to him but to a part of his body which served his queen.<br/><br/>The Queen played with Andras's hard super-sized dick. She urged him to swear upon his future victory. "Will you win the cockfight? Will you ensure this meat proves to be the most loyal and devoted of all the dicks that will be presented?"<br/><br/>The Queen's exact wording was a bit of a giveaway to what she had planned; victory and loyalty phrased as two seperate things. Andras lacked the analytical mind to easily pick up on that subtle notion. On the other hand Andras's basic instinct was advanced enough that he had to intrinsically know his beloved wasn't going to keep things straightforward. She was a complicated woman, after all, and even if he didn't always know what she was saying he did know her.<br/><br/>The Omen and Brother emerged from an alcove in the room. They had been pleased to watch The Queen play with the human man.  Now it pleased them to speak.<br/><br/>"There once was an old man who lived with three young boys in a house by a giant wall that kept them separate from all other things"<br/><br/>("Grandpa? If I climb to the top of the wall what will I find?" The oldest child said.)  The Brother and Omen said, perfectly mimicking the voice of a child.<br/><br/>"I don't know. Why dont you try it and come back to tell us?"<br/><br/>(So the boy did. He climbed until he was just a speck on the wall and dissapeared. Then when he returned the following day they all gathered around him. The old man asked. . .)<br/><br/>"Well, what did you find?"<br/><br/>("They have a thing called light, but I have no eyes so it meant nothing to me.")<br/><br/>Then the boy grew ill and died. Then the second boy asked.<br/><br/>(Grandpa? If I climb to the top of the wall what will I find?")<br/><br/>"I don't know. Why dont you try it and come back to tell us?"<br/><br/>(So the boy did. Then when he returned the following day they all gathered around him. The old man asked. . .)<br/><br/>"Well, what did you find?"<br/><br/>("They have a thing called music, but I have no ears so it meant nothing to me.")<br/><br/>Then the boy grew ill and died. Then the third boy asked.<br/><br/>(Grandpa? If I climb to the top of the wall what will I find?")<br/><br/>"I don't know. Why dont you try it and come back to tell us?"<br/><br/>(So the boy did. Then when he returned the following day they all gathered around him. The old man asked. . .)<br/><br/>"Well, what did you find?"<br/><br/>("They have a thing called time but I have no clock so it meant nothing to me.")<br/><br/>Then the boy grew ill and died. Then his favorite child asked<br/><br/>(Grandpa? If I climb to the top of the wall what will I find?")<br/><br/>"I don't know. Why dont you try it and come back to tell us? But first take these eyes, these ears, and this clock with you."<br/><br/>(So the boy took the eyes, ears, and clock. Then for the first time he saw his grandfather, heard his voice, and knew how long thet had been living in the house at the end of all things. The child screamed in horror and tore himself to shreds.")<br/><br/><br/>"A rather allegorical sermon. You preach to dumb mating males. They live to fill their balls not their brains." The Queen said to the twins.<br/><br/>The Omen and The Brother eyed their two father's mighty packages. One focused on Andras's huge heavy boulders and screamed. Then the twins did a backflip, effortlessly orientating themselves so that the other was facing the breeding males. Then he honed in on Ozmandias's full meaty balls and screamed at them. Both mates, if they didn't  try to mitigate the attacks would suffer at least a few health levela of bashing damage. Though if the man-drones dicks were hard they would at least have been sticking up and out of the way. Their huge testicles recieved no mercy.<br/><br/>"Ozymandias, ensure you are doing everything possible to keep your senen production at maximum. We will be milking celestial wine from you for our most discerning patrons. Ensure your body will provide.<br/><br/><br/><br/>