When The Queen realized what was happening to her wolf she reached out to other males for assistance.<br/><br/>The red twins shared a special bond with their father but they wouldn't be great for explaining why. The tender unquestionable devotion of Hellwhore was what The Lunar needed. The Queen manifested before the boy. "We planned on discussing the idea of you getting a boyfriend. There are so many dutiful man-slaves here. We felt certain one could make your heart flutter. That has become a tertiary concern.<br/><br/>Your father is hurting. He has forgotten himself and he needs the unlimited love of his son and the expertise of the sacred penis and testicles high priest. He has forgotten the pride he took in managing everyone's cocks. He is unaware of the importance and great joy he takes in neutering other men. You must come to him and remind him of these things. You must be unhesitantly eager to accept any sort of pain or death if it will ignite the right spark in him."<br/><br/>----<br/><br/>The initial onslaught from the raging lunar's cock was a furious assault The Queen knew she couldn't hold out forever. The massive black pillar sent debris flying with each strike. Luckily Andras was listening. The Queen's words calmed him. Andras seemed so confused. The Queen's psychic senses were giving her very little feedback. Did her wolf's mind break that bad? It was as if he completely lost himself.<br/><br/>Anger. The Queen was angry at both herself for the events leading up to this and at Andras for breaking. Then there was the fear that she had lost her greatest treasure. Most people's identities were mental. Perhaps Andras's identity being primal and physical meant this was only a small wound. She hoped that to be the case. She would kill the man before her before she would let him defile what was left of the beast she loved.<br/><br/>"You are our man-beast and our meaty cock and balls. We are your Queen and Goddess. The two of us are bound at the soul through oceans of time."  On the surface it was a handsome young man saying these things.<br/><br/>If part of Andras had died this could be a chance to build something together. As things evolved she might build Andras based on fictional history that better fits his place in the hive. For now she would start with some truth.<br/><br/>"We are in the middle of a festival and tournament celebrating the strength and devotion of the best man slaves hell has to offer. You dedicated your life to being the apex of what a man should be, strong and fiercely devoted property. We were going to duel as the ultimate part of this event to show all of hell what a fine man animal you are."  The Queen said calmly. It might not have been easy to hear that he was a slave in hell but looking around would make that apparent. The poor beast seemed confused and more worried about learning who he was and what was going on than in how good the answers are.<br/><br/>She explained the nature of the contest and the cock-fight to the death. "We had a vision but your inferior mind couldn't handle your part in it. It can still be salvaged. Trust us and we will both walk out of here with pride."<br/><br/>Andras's kneeling and submissive posture was a sign of surrender whether he intended it to be or not. He could hear the omen twins announce that he has forfeited and that his "opponent" need only relieve him of his head and his cock to claim victory. The Queen let the tension simmer. If Andras couldn't be brave and trusting than it was best she experience him freaking out when she was in an expendable body.<br/><br/>After his fate hung in the air for a few minutes, The Boy-Queen kneeled as well. The Omen twins acted shocked and declared the match forfeit. They played up how the man formerly called Andras could have easily won but that his life and his genitals meant nothing to him compared to his love and loyalty to his master.<br/><br/>The Queen, still in The Boy-Queen's body led the nameless beast off the stage and into the back rooms. The Boy-Queen's naked body was on full display before the always horny man-beast. "Are you surprised to learn you are a big dumb faggot? It shouldn't. That dick would never fit into a cunt but your ass is hungry. Listen to that dick. Do you have any doubt that your man parts exist entirely for our use and pleasure?"<br/><br/>The Queen tried to tease at Andras for what his perceived sexuality would be. If his urge survived than the ownership and purpose for his sex organs would be undeniable. Andras was originally bisexual with a preference for women before she made him hive-queen sexual. There was no reason to think he would default to anything else. She didn't want to remain diffused through the hive for much longer. Her shintai wasn't as visually flashy as most but it was still her world soul ripping apart reality to impose her own truth over it. The psychic power eminating from her was immense.<br/><br/>The Queen slapped The Lunar's oversized meaty boulder sack. He said "You and your brother provide us with the seed for many powerful sons. You were the epitome of submissive masculinity. You were admired for your wisdom on the essence of manhood being responsibly. The meat between your legs is widely worshipped for it's extreme virility that is the property of your queen. You are our most loved of all and you devote yourself to earning that love."<br/><br/>The Queen wrapped her arms over The Lunar's mighty neck in an embrace. "It is because of your expertise on real manhood that we still look at you with all our love. We could see you as a stranger wearing our mating drones corpse. You have always shown us that a man's mind is completely unimportant. A man is his body, actions, instincts, and honor. As well as constant sexual desire for his mate."<br/><br/>The Queen looked over The Lunar's mighty cock. Andras had been incapable of maintaining anything but a raging dripping errection. As long as that was still true everything would be fine. "What do your instincts make you want to do for us? You oversized cock hungry bitch! You filthy faggot. Our wolf loved to cum for us like a mindless beast."<br/><br/>The Queen purposely worded sex as something The Lunar does for and not to her. (Or him as he would believe). That would  likely be a pattern for The Lunar's journey. His Queen, his brother, some of his sons; they all had a way with words. The Lunar was unlikely to notice or even care how their words helped condition him. It was time he met someone else he once loved.<br/><br/>The Queen took a seat and beckoned Hellwhore to her. Inviting him to sit his naked body on the nude Boy-Queen's lap. Andras always distrusted human made furnishings. The floor was all The Lunar needed. "This one did not come from our bodies but this is our son, Hellwhore. He is also the high priest of all that meat between your legs and he has just been declared the sweetest eunuch in hell."<br/><br/>The whore knew to keep his legs spread. So The Queen held him and caressed the smooth features skin between the boy's legs. This was a chance to see The Lunar's intrinsic reaction to complete castration. Andras had been programmed to love it but for most men there was more of a primal fear and revulsion. Hopefully that would not be the case here and The Lunar could be guided to love micromanaging male genitals and their removal even more than before. Even if it needed a bit of time to nurture that passion.<br/><br/>"As soon as he heard you were in trouble he insisted on seeing you to remind you of his limitless unconditional love for you. He invites you to torture him and break him in any and every way you can imagine and see that it doesn't change how much he loves you. Flay his skin off, pulverize his bones, make him eat his own tongue, slice his brain appart. As long as his heart beats it overflows with love for you, for us."<br/><br/>The Queen lovingly stroked Hellwhore's castration scar and kissed his mouth,  letting their tongues taste each other. Of course the idea was that The Lunar would feel instinct to love and protect his pure hearted son. The thought of torturing the boy would rouse his desire to protect him. A man is supposed to hurt for his partner and children, not the reverse. If that failed both The Queen and, likely, Hellwhore were completely fine with the torture option. That was why Hellwhore was the best choice. Everything being said would be completely honest.<br/><br/>"His only request is that if you feel nothing for him, and if your manly need to protect, serve, and provide for us is dead. That you kill him with that dick. His world revolves around you and the ideas you and your big ugly meat represents. He cannot bear to exist in a world without that." The Queen addresses the whore. "Now go worship and pray out loud to your god between your father's legs. Proclaim your love and tell the story of how he came inside you before tearing every last bit of boy meat out of your body. Be sure to let him know how big, horny, and juicy your genitals were. It's easy to think because you are so androgynous that your penis must have been small and docile instead of the huge filthy meat you were addicted to. Then meditate on that beautiful moment so that your last thoughts can be happy ones."<br/><br/>Surely Hellwhore saying his last prayers to The Lunar's cock, tearfully recalling how happy being brutally fucked and gelded by his own father made him would soften the hardest heart and give The Lunar an idea of who he is. Maybe his male instinct will have him shed a single manly tear and galvanize him on how much he wants to use every muscle in his body to protect the precious boy and his own gay lover. If not, and the whore's torture and death were to follow than at least The Queen would know how bad the situation was. She would mourn her eunuch son but this was the sort of trials his position in the faith required.<br/><br/>"You have a brother who also belongs to us. He is a solar exalt and there is much love between you. He greatly respects your guidance on what it is to be a man. For the festival he must remain serving demonic nobility with his body, but he will want to see you as soon as he can. You tried to kill us with our own tools between your legs. You both consider each other's swx organs an important responsibility. He has a wealth of information about who you are and the world at large.<br/><br/>The Lunar's mind seemed like a blank slate, confused and thirsty for learning his identity. That made it hard to predict how he would react to things. The first information he was given was that he was a sex slave to a pretty demonic boy within the bowels of hell. Then he was told, in graphic detail, that he fucked and brutally unmanned his pwn son. He was given no reason for why he would do such a thing and his son seemingly loved it.<br/><br/>For many that information would be appalling. Did the Lunar understand human society? Depending on his general knowledge he might have expectations of normalcy and be upset that he is very abnormal. The inverse might also be true, that he immediately accepts his situation as normal and will need to learn his situation is rather rare. A man fucking and castrating his own son might seem normal to him as it is the way he first sees things are done. The Queen could only read his emotions and speculate. Perhaps he will know of how creation works but be very matter of fact. If a man accepts that he lived in hell than having the genuine love of a powerful demonic master is actually very good news.