Forging the Chains

The cage jostled their chained bodies, starting a writhing reaction as their compromising position strained even more. Tension saturated nerves frayed further still as hands unintentionally brushed moist skin. She stifled the shuddering gasp before it had the chance to escape her lips, but still the halting breath ghosted over her companion's skin.

What was her name? Audrey. That had been her once. Now, it was merely a vague memory of herself. She would be whatever Master deemed fit to call her. but until then... she returned to the name 'Audrey'. She grimaced as her companion in the cage moved, forcing her to shift uncomfortably to maintain their precariously maintained balance... or was she the one that did it? Certainly with the way they were chained, it was unpleasant... or pleasant depending on the perspective.

Audrey shifted her right hand, as if she could find a less strained place to rest it while still being chaste... as if. The short chain that connected collar to collar kept the two close, so close that it would have been easier to kiss than it would be to stay apart. For now, they compromised. Turning their head the opposite way as they rested against each other with their breasts pressed together.

The two knelt with legs spread lewdly wide. Her right hand - no - Both of their right hands were positioned to the opposite's sex, the cuffs linked to the leather waist keeping the hand in place... as each jostling of the cage brought a shudder through both of their bodies. The left hand was cuffed to the opposing ass, with enough length on the chain to touch the opposite woman in suggestive places... but not long enough for the hand to be withdrawn... unpleasant or was it pleasant?

Perspective. With the two straining as far as they could from the other, they were only able to manage a hairs breadth distance away before skin warmed skin, made what seemed to be a long trip longer. Audrey finally taking the initiative, feathered her fingers over the other woman's sex... testing the waters as the icelike rigidity of her hand melted away to conform and explore.

Every muscle in Lilly’s body was painfully straining against her confines. Everything about it was suggestive … intoxicatingly so. The idea conceived to deliver two writhing and wanting bodies to their new Master … an offering … ready for the taking.

As much as she fought against it, their situation would be much more comfortable if they just surrendered to it. A soft moan escaped her lips as she felt the other girl’s fingertips lightly flit across her sex … the dew resting there apparent. Lilly leaned into the girl and placed her head on her shoulder, pressing her lips softly to the arch of her neck. Her long blonde hair cascaded across her shoulder, mirroring the raven black tresses of the other … a beautifully erotic contrast between dark and light.

Lilly slowly lifted her iceberg blue eyes, meeting the smouldering dark depths of the other … both drowning in the other's gaze. The same questions and fears burned there. They were rivals … but they were also in this together. Sisters forged together by more than the chains that locked their bodies together … both living and breathing to please their Master.

Lilly’s azure depths slowly made their way to the girl’s soft lips, caressing their beauty with her eyes before she brushed her own against them. She closed her eyes, savouring the feel of it as she let her fingertips succumb to the heated pleasure of her body, letting them gently stroke across her soft folds in the lightest touch.

Audrey's fleeting touches came away moist. Evidence of their shared desire, evidence that solidified into action as the woman's cool blonde curls fell to touch skin in contrast to the warmth of her lips. Audrey could feel her breath caress her skin much like the eyes that savored her.

"Audrey" She breathed just before their lips touched, in an open recognition that their thoughts, desires, fears were one and the same, a breathless introduction of a temporary name.

"Lilly," the single word fell from her lips in a voiceless breath.

Lilly let her fingertips spread across Audrey's ass, her palm making contact with her soft but firm derriere ... smoothing across the silky skin in a gentle caress. Audrey lifted her left, pulling against the limits of her chain to brush the contours of Lilly's breast before it followed the curve of her body down to her hips.

She pried her lips from Audrey's, slowly trailing a blistering line of kisses down her neck ... softly placing her chin on Audrey's shoulder. She moaned softly as she pressed herself against the body of the dark haired temptress, their breasts sliding across each other’s, leaving a scorching fire in its wake. The pebbled tips of breasts grazed skin left tantalizing traces for both of them.

Audrey's hand pressed all the harder against Lilly's sex, her palm rubbing tight circles against the bundle of her nerves. Her left trailed down cup a firm ass cheek as if weighing it in her hands before she pulled Lilly in, bodies conforming, molding to the other, parted only by feverishly working hands...

Lilly dipped her fingers into Audrey’s soft and inviting folds, their hips melding into each other … increasing the pressure as her fingertips sampled the honey that lay in her dark velvety depths. Audrey's hair tossed back in a cascading avalanche of midnight black as the moan parted from her lips. Her hand mirrored Lilly's as they took from each other what their own body craved.

Lilly lifted her lips, tracing a soft seduction along the back of Audrey’s neck … her lips finally reaching her ear, breathing a cold and enticing breath across her heated skin before sucking her earlobe into her mouth … tugging and toying as Audrey left kisses along Lilly's cheek, straining to taste the sweet skin.

The harmony of their dual voices almost drowned the soft rustle of cloth as curtains that obscured their view was pulled away and the flickering light of torches bathed their skin in golden hues. The two cringed as the light flooded their darkness, turning away from their source of discomfort even as fingers continued their wild ministrations.

A crowd had gathered in the courtyard of the large castle as the heavily guarded wagon came into sight. The sentries had been watching the winding road that followed the contours of the mountain, climbing in a series of sharp switchbacks that were one of the primary defenses of Valtera Castle all day in anticipation of the tribute arriving for Lord Gareth from the neighboring land of Kartane. The rumours had been flying fast and thick over the form the tribute would be taking.

There was plenty of time for the word to spread, and all the off duty guards and servants found a reason to be in the courtyard as the wagon pulled in, escorted by a large troop of horsemen. Brows were furrowed in consternation, when the canvas covering the wagon was thrown back to reveal a single cage, covered in dark velvet cloth. The leader of the escort dismounted, waving the drivers of the wagon to not reveal the contents yet.

"I am Captain Terrel, of Kartane. We bring the tribute, as agreed," he announced in a voice suited to carrying over a battlefield. "Who here has the authority to accept it?"

A man dressed in a dark green tunic and black pants stepped forward, holding the white staff of a seneschal in his hand. "I am Merrick, Seneschal to Lord Gareth, and I will judge if the tribute is suitable before accepting it.” Some of the guards stepped forward, holding torches high to banish the deepening gloom of nightfall, and reveal the details of the wagon. The nearer guards looked at each other, wondering if they had actually heard a moan from beneath the black velvet cloth.

“Acceptable?” Terrel scoffed. “Acceptable? We have found the finest treasures in Kartane, a matched pair, for your Lord Gareth.” He nodded to the drivers, who stripped the covering from the cage, revealing the tribute, the finest treasures in Kartane for all to see. The collective gasp of indrawn breath at seeing the wanton display of the two chained beauties by all rights should have drawn the air from the courtyard.

Merrick strode forward, using his staff to knock aside anyone in his way. “Move aside, you laggards, I must inspect the trib…” his voice fell silent at the sight that greeted the gathered onlookers. Captain Terrel smiled knowingly as he watched Merrick examine his Lord’s prize in stunned silence.

The first thing to draw his eye was the contrast in their hair, silken strands black as night, mingling with and fading to those of a golden blonde. The beauty of the faces was only glimpsed in teasing flashes, obscured by the fall of those glorious tresses, and the way they hid from the light, cringing to hide against the body of their companion. The overall nearness, the closeness of the two slaves prevented much direct observation, but the need and lust flowing from them could be felt as surely as storm driven waves from the lake below the Castle.

A cringing away from the torchlight caused raven tresses to shift revealing the pale flawless skin of softly rounded shoulders. The eyes of all followed the graceful arch of an arm, down and around, a pale band across tanned skin decorated only by the leather belts encircling narrow waists. The chains attached to cuffs and belt softly chimed nearly musical notes as the fingers cupped and caressed the satiny skin of perfect hips.

Gazes lingered, drawn to the taut curves being caressed, only to be teased by the almost imagined sight of fingertips appearing from below. Fingertips that shone in the torchlight, shiny with the evidence of the already felt arousal; that were impossible to see as they danced a desperate step over hidden treasures. A dance whose tempo could only be guessed at from little hints given by the play of muscle under satiny skin in the arms of the slaves.

The silence may have dragged on all night if Captain Terrel hadn’t reached down and shaken Merrick by the shoulder. “Well, good sir?” he asked, a laugh barely concealed in his voice. “I trust the tribute is ‘acceptable’?”

Merrick managed to tear himself away from the tableau in the cage and looked up into a pair of laughing and understanding eyes. “How long?” he asked, voice pitched low so only they two could hear. “How long have they been chained so?”

“Since we started out this morning,” came the answering reply. “With only a few short breaks to stretch, eat, drink and attend to Natures call.” He handed the key to the chains to Merrick. “We last freed them before we started up the mountain. If you need to release them, start from the top when you rebind them.” He stepped back, a smile playing across his lips as Merrick drew himself up.

“My compliments to your slave handler, good sir,” Merrick said, once he had regained control over his voice. “And tell your Lord, that the tribute is accepted. Lord Gareth will trouble Kartane no longer.” He signaled to the gate, and four large guardsmen in the black and green of Lord Gareth’s personal guard came forward to lift the cage from the wagon, walking it down the long corridors, a crowd of people following, all whispering in wonder at the chained beauties, and the position they were bound in.

Entering the great hall, Merrick had the cage set in the center on a raised dais, where all the guests for the celebration feast would be able to see their Lord’s tribute. The roof of the cage was removed, as were the four walls of bars. “No one touches them,” he told the four guards. "Anyone and everyone can look, but no one touches! They are for Lord Gareth only.” He turned away, signaling to one of the serving girls. “You! See that they are given water…no wine, strong wine to further arouse their passions, but do not release them unless you find me first. I want them to continue as they are until our guests and Lord Gareth see them.”

The light blazed across them, blinding both girls as the black velvet cloth was lifted to reveal its opulent bounty. The cage moved wildly about them as it was moved to the banqueting hall and placed on a raised dais. The top of the cage was swiftly removed, letting the walls fall away … leaving the utterly seductive pair exposed to all who may enter the expansive hall … painting an erotic picture.

The sound of a crowd gasping in surprise unsettled Lilly, as a string of butterflies hurtled themselves around in her stomach apprehensively. She lifted her head to steal a glance at their surroundings and then immediately buried her face in Audrey’s raven black hair, desperately trying to hide from the lascivious eyes that burned into her flesh.

Audrey's eyes slowly adjusted as she peered across Lilly's shoulder at the astonished crowd. Colour flared in her cheeks before she understood the object of their attention... With a triumphant smile, she dipped to drip kisses down the column of Lilly's neck. Her fingers quickly resumed their efforts, as if the one on display was only her companion, and she merely there to present her.

Audrey’s dark eyes watched not only the girl she was ministering to... but also gauged the whispers of the crowd that trailed behind them. Lilly whimpered against Audrey’s shoulder as her expert fingers kindled a raging fire between her thighs, setting her body on fire. The awkward situation slowly faded into the background … the only thing crashing into Lilly’s mind was Audrey’s scent … her hair … her fingers …

Lilly resumed her movements as she tried to return the incredible rush. She pressed soft kisses to Audrey’s shoulder, her left hand splaying across her ass … squeezing it tight as the fingers of her other hand dipped into Audrey’s moist depths, fingertips lightly grazing across her G-spot. A shuddering breath ripped from Audrey’s lips as the seducer became the seduced

Audrey's body went rigid at Lilly's touch, the motion yanking against the short chain on their collars as she stifled the moan from her lips. She saw the rush of pleasure in her companion as Lilly surrendered to the sweet seduction. Audrey could feel the drip of her moist sex, the temptation to taste the wasted honey was painful as a drop fell from her fingers

Audrey strained against the chain, kissing her way down to the heated slopes of Lilly's breasts, the restraints preventing the chance to sate her need to capture the hardened tips ... so close... yet so far. Her broken breath washed in waves to coil around Lilly's orbs, warming them, caressing them in the absence of her touch.

Lilly lifted her head and slowly trailed soft kisses along the bow of Audrey’s neck, gently nibbling at the tender flesh just below her ear … feeling her pulse quicken against her lips. Audrey’s tongue left a languid trail back up Lilly’s centre before nibbling across her collar bone, sampling the skin along with the light saltiness of her sweat that made her glisten in the torchlight.

The serving girl interrupted the girls in their passionate embrace … the haze slowly lifting to reveal an ornate cup bearing a deep red wine, the bouquet and flavour painting a picture of rich berries adorned with a touch of wooden perfection. Audrey dipped to take a sip, savouring the taste before she pressed her lips against Lilly. Her moist lips trailed along Lilly's cheek until lips parted to be presented with a teasing gift. Lilly tasted her kisses, mingling with the rich red bounty of her lips as they conquered each other’s mouths in a deliciously sinful kiss … the amber liquid trickling down the side of Audrey's lips to splash on the slopes of her breasts.

(OOC: This post was done with the help of VT)

From a darkened balcony above the feasting hall, a tall figure watched the girls being carried in and set upon the dais. Long brown hair was pulled back into a tail, revealing eyes so dark as to be nearly black. He was dressed in the same black and green of the servants, but trimmed in gold. He stood silently, eyes intent on the tableau of the guests watching the girls on display, and the girls, oblivious to the outside world, enjoying each other. He placed his large hands on the rail, leaning forward, the material of his tunic drawn tight against arms and chest hardened by battle. His body, though not overly large, bespoke of focused power, and sure swiftness of motion.

When the servant brought them wine, and the raven haired beauty gave some to the blonde from her own lips, Gareth decided it was time to head down to the feast. His four guardsmen might be large and intimidating, but so were some of the guests. None of them, however, would dare to even think about displeasing him in person.

Striding down the corridor, he fairly ran down the stairs, bounding down them three and four at a time, before assuming a more sedate walk into the hall. He strode over to the dais, walking admiringly around the slaves, listening to the heated moans and soft sounds of barely restrained passion. He waved the servant girl over, holding out his hand, taking the key to their chains from her. Releasing the various locks, the chains fell slack. Gareth was amused by the fact that neither of them seemed to notice.

His smile widened as he reached out his hands, left grasping a handful of silky blond hair, right mirroring with raven black tresses. Exerting the slightest bit of the strength in his arms, he separated the two, forcing them to turn their gazes upon him. “Good evening, my beautiful slaves. I am Gareth. ‘Lord Gareth’ to those you see sitting behind me starting in lust and envy. ‘Master’ to the two of you.” He leaned in close to them, as though imparting a secret only for their ears. “If you please me as I can see you have pleased each other, then the three of us will have a long and enjoyable relationship. And you won’t find me to be a cruel Master at all. But, if you abuse my good nature, or my trust, then I swear to you, I can find ways to make you wish that you had never survived the journey here.”

He stepped back, releasing their hair, and sliding his hands down the satiny skin of their shoulders, before holding out his hands to them. “Come, I know you must be hungry, and…” his voice broke off a he saw their fingers glistening with the essence of their sister slave. Looking them each in the eye in turn as he tasted her from her companions fingers, he licked their hands clean, savoring each drop as though it were the first water after days of deprivation in the desert. “You are both…exquisite to see, and to taste. I look forward to having you both for dessert.”

Taking their now clean fingers in his hands, he led them to the table. Cushions had been placed to the right of his chair, and he walked the girls to them, indicating they should sit, kneel or recline as they wished. Looking over at them, the very first thing he did after sitting at the table was to fill his plate with an assortment of the choicest morsels from the table. Waving to another servant, a low table was brought over, and he set his plate there, along with his goblet and a full carafe of wine. “Eat, my sweet ones, and drink as you wish, I know you had a long journey. Or feel free to continue your play, with each other, or if you choose, with me, but no other.”

Somewhere past the haze of her need she saw him approach them from the corner of her eye... but she ignored it. Choosing instead to focus on the taste of Lilly's lips, spiced by the wine they shared as her cupped fingers fluttered over the rough patch of satiny skin in the depths of Lilly's sex. The woman, Lilly, before her embodied the satisfaction of her own desires, held at bay only by womanly whims as they denied each other the gratification they both craved.

The amber liquid that had stained her skin had been caught by the orbs of flesh. It's aroma mixing with the fragrance of their sex in a sultry concoction of suggestive pleasure. Audrey heard the chain on her collar fall loose and immediately parted from her companion's delicate lips to flit down the slopes of her breast, tasting the flesh that she had been denied just moments earlier. Her lips ghosted over satin skin and her tongue darted out to taste her wine adorned skin, capturing the taste as her now freed hands lifted to cup the bounty before her eyes.

Her lips had been so close to that pert nipple when the hand tightened in the curls of her ebony hair and she let loose a soft cry. It wasn't a cry of pain, but rather the loss of something she'd come so close to... twice! Her sex clenched, bereft of fingers that had been the source of their pleasure, the stimulus fading long enough for her mind to register his voice.

"Yes Master" The words were spoken in unison as the harmony of their voices made a melodious blend.

Audrey stifled the purr as her new Master lifted her hand to taste the honey on her fingertips. Her tongue flicked out over her lips as she swallowed, wishing to drink of the elixir she hadn't been allowed to sample and now taken away...

Her gaze followed his body as he led them away, obviously eying the sinuous build that was hinted underneath the gold trim cloth. His hair, dark eyes, broad shoulders and imposing countenance that seemed to radiate confidence and power all melded together into a fine specimen worthy of the title: Master.

Audrey reached for the plate, her fingers taking a small slice of fruit to sample. She looked up at Lilly who had claimed the goblet with a conspiratorial smile. The two women came together in a kiss meant for lovers as they savored the food and drink from each other.

Lilly’s hands traced along the soft supple lines of Audrey’s body, caressing and teasing her breasts to stand proudly against her hands before she dipped her head low, tracing a line of scorching kisses down Audrey’s abdomen. Reaching her treasure chest, Lilly’s tongue parted the soft folds to find the little nub that was connected to every nerve in Audrey’s body, sparking a shuddering moan from the woman as her legs trembled to hold her. Sucking it into her mouth, she let her tongue move across it ... tempting ... teasing ... before releasing her.

The plate would've dropped from her hands if Lilly had continued her work. With a shaky breath, Audrey steadied herself and handed the platter to her partner in crime. Her lips descended down Lilly's body as her eyes held the woman's gaze. Her hands were splayed wide across Lilly's thighs as legs parted at her prompting. Her head dipped low with a soft moan of pleasure, finally able to taste from the fount she had been so long denied.

Lilly threw her head back, golden strands whipping against her back as she groaned out her pleasure. Her back arching to meet the sweet and mind blowing tender touch of Audrey’s tongue on her most sacred of places. Her tongue flicked out in a languid stroke across the lips of her sex, delving into her warm depths ever so briefly before she drew away. Her splayed hands dragged over satin skin before she turned her attention to her Master.

Slowly Audrey ambled towards him on all fours, the delicate sway of her hips as she approached him in a crawl was suggestive in itself. She slipped between his legs as she rose for a hesitant kiss on her Master's lips... was she overstepping limits? Would it please him? irk him? The question was held in the air as she sank down, the heat of her body radiating from her to warm him. Kisses feathered their way down to the laces of his pants as her teeth captured a loose end and tugged with a playful growl.

Lilly took the shimmering silver plate laden with a selection of indulgencies, the spread suitable for that of a King ... certainly worthy of their Master. Gracefully climbing to her feet, Lilly walked to her Master, her hips swaying ... her golden tresses teasingly brushing across her breasts. She picked a grape from the plate and placed it between her teeth. Leaning into Gareth, she brushed her breasts along his arm before offering the fruit to him from her lips.

With some measure of effort, Audrey finally pulled loose the laces with her teeth... all done with an excessive amount of nuzzling that could have been without. As Audrey lowered her head to completely divest the obstacle in her way, a stray hand slipped up between Lilly's thighs to trace aimless trails over Lilly's sex. A soft whimper escaped Lilly's lips as Audrey's fingers teased at her dripping sex. She cast her eyes to behold Audrey’s enchanting features peering up at them from beneath the table, pausing in her endeavors to once more glance up in a hesitant question for permission to continue. Her dark eyes were smouldering with passion, melting like tempting chocolate with sweet seduction as Master’s engorged member obscured her from view ... painting a most erotic picture.

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OOC: Done with lots of help from DarkEmpress...

Gareth had turned back to his guests, watching the girls from the corner of his eye. The occasional soft sound had him turning to watch, smiling as they teased and played with each other. Yes, he was truly going to enjoy having these two fine beauties as his slaves and bedmates. The mere thought of bedding them both, tasting them in combination, feeling their bodies on his, hearing them respond to him and to each other, was enough to have him ready to take them right there on the table, feast and guests be damned.

The motion of his raven-haired beauty crawling toward him, her body swaying, fired his passions higher. When she rose up for a kiss from between his legs, he leaned forward, wanting more, only to have her drop back down. He reached for his goblet, thinking a bit of mead would settle him, and then thought twice as she began to worry at the laces to his breeches with her teeth.

He looked down at her, only to catch another movement from beside him. Turning to see the golden haired slave approaching, silver tray in hand. The feel of her skin against his arm was like a fire through the fine linen of his sleeve. The grape he kissed from her lips, paled in sweetness to the taste of her mouth. And he found himself unable to even think of breaking away from her kiss. His right hand had just reached up to take hold of her hair, when he felt the final lace of his breeches give way, and the tight fabric was nuzzled away to bare his hard shaft. The feel of the air on his skin, and the sudden whimper that escaped from his golden haired playmate, pulled him away from the kiss. Looking down, he followed the fingers that were exploring the wet sex, down to the beauty between his thighs.

In answer to the question in her eyes, he slid his fingers through her silken locks, and nodded to her. He urged her toward his hard shaft, smiling down at her. With his other hand, he traced her extended arm, fingers trailing over her silky skin to join hers in playing in the wetness of her companion’s sex. Gathering her moisture on his fingers, he lowered his hand down to his lap, rubbing the wetness over himself, giving his kneeling slave a chance to taste the excitement she was causing her companion. He brought the fingers up to his own lips savoring the last bit of the sweet nectar on them.

The sound of Merrick clearing his throat from beside Gareth’s ear caused him to do nothing more than take his hand from the perfect raven tresses for the moments required to wave the distraction away.

“I’ll declare the feast over then, Lord?” Merrick persisted.

The only reply was another wave of dismissal before Gareth returned his hand to his lap, caressing a soft cheek and stroking jet-black hair. His right hand rose upward, trailing over tanned skin to pull his golden haired beauty down for another kiss. The sounds of laughter, scraping chairs and clanking plates slowly faded away as Merrick herded the guests into another hall with promises of more wine and mead.

A soft purr rumbled in Audrey's throat at his acquiescence. Her lips parted to taste fully of his engorged member as her eyes watched for his reaction. Her hand continued to absently dance across the puffy lips of Lilly's sex.

Master’s lips crushed Lilly’s as she moaned softly against his lips. The talented and searching fingers of Audrey were exploring the folds of her velvet darkness, sending shockwaves crashing through her body. Master’s fingers joined the torment, and Lilly swayed on her legs as her body rejoiced in the fire they were stoking. She kissed passionately, as she buried her hand in his hair gently stroking down his neck as her other hand joined Master’s in Audrey’s hair, silken strands dripping from her fingers.

Audrey relinquished her charge with a smile as his hand brought Lilly's nectar down for her to taste. Once more her mouth opened to taste him along with her playmate. A lone finger parting the slick folds of her companion and sliding into the warm depths of Lilly's sex just as she felt her Master's crown hit the back of her throat.

Her eyes darted from her Master to narrow at the man who interrupted them, stealing her Master's attention away from them. The annoyance was quickly forgotten as the servant left the room along with the chattering of guests. As the hand returned to caress her cheek, she tilted her head to the callous of his hand, the black curls catching on his fingers. With her face buried in his groin, her free hand slipped in to cup his balls, weighing them as she massaged them.

The fire that was burning in Lilly's smouldering blue orbs slowly drifted to the passion blazoning in Audrey's eyes, the picture of Master's engorged cock filling her mouth epitomizing erotic pleasure. Unable to resist, a hard tug in Audrey's hair brought her up for air only to be stolen away as Lilly bent to claim Audrey's lips in a searingly passionate kiss that melted against her lips. Her tongue tasted and teased the incredible sweetness of her kiss, as she slowly pulled Audrey to her feet.

Her free hand wrapped around Audrey's waist, slowly lowering to let her fingers dip in her warm depths that were sweetly bearing her arousal for Lilly's fingers to explore. Her fingers slipped free of Lilly's sex as she groaned her pleasure, a sound captured between their joined lips. Lips peeled away at a painstakingly slow pace. Lilly dipped her head to capture Audrey’s nipple in her mouth as she kept her eyes riveted on the dark depths of Master’s eyes, reveling in the pleasure she could see there. She sucked Audrey’s soft and tender flesh into her mouth, teasing her until it stood proudly against her while her fingers trailed soft and flittering touches down Audrey’s back, twining in her hair. As Audrey's eyes drifted close with a moan that resonated off the stone walls, Lilly's other hand drifted down Master’s chest, softly tugging at his nipple.

The sensations were too fleeting as she steeled herself from her playmate towards her Master. Audrey moved to straddle him. Capturing his full organ between their bodies as the heated moisture from her sex stroked his length. Hoisting her body up with her knees on his chair as support, her drenched nethers hovered scant inches from his pulsating member. Her hands drapped around his neck as she dipped to kiss him, taking the time to savor his lips.

"You... wanted a drink Master?" She breathed as they separated, a hand reaching for the table to bring his goblet of mead.

She tilted the goblet to fill her mouth with the drink as her dark eyes watched him over the rim. Setting the glass aside, she returned to seduce his mouth once more... this time armed with ambrosia of the heavens adorned on her lips.

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OOC: Done with lots of help from DarkEmpress!! Tag Chgris!

“A drink?” Gareth answered, watching as she filled her mouth from his goblet. “Yes, my little Raven, a drink from your lips would be perfect right now.” He could feel the heat of her hovering over him, and barely resisted the urge to stand and take her on the table behind her.

When her mouth met his, and he tasted the mead from her mouth, he groaned softly, his hips shifting involuntarily upward toward the delightful heat he could feel just above him. The feel of fingers teasing his nipple through his tunic brought his hands up to tear at the ties securing it. It took mere seconds, seconds that seemed like an eternity as he lost himself in the honeyed kiss, to free the laces at his shoulder and tear the tunic open so that he could feel the ecstasy of soft skin and silken tresses against his chest.

Gareth began to struggle to free himself from the confines of his tunic, when he felt the delicate fingers that had been playing at his nipple deftly unlace his cuffs and slide the tunic from him. As he leaned forward to assist in extracting his arms, he felt his little Raven move with him, the promise of her loins always just out of reach. Growling in frustration, he shrugged out of the restraining cloth, his hands flying forward to grasp a slim set of pale hips.

Standing, he effortlessly lifted his Raven with him. One arm wrapped around her waist, he used the other to clear the near end of the table, sweeping everything onto the floor, heedless of breakage in his desire. Laying her down, he turned and caught of his golden haired beauty with a smile. “And did you think I’d forget about you,” he asked, pulling her to him and capturing her lips with his.

He lifted her as effortlessly as he had her companion, hands clasping her firm bottom as he turned back to the table. He raised his arms, breaking the kiss as his lips slid along her rising body, until he was able to stand her on the table. “Your friend seemed to enjoy your taste,” he said, dipping his head between her thighs to sample her nectar himself. “And with good reason. I think she’d like to enjoy it from the source.”

Taking hold of her golden hair, he pulled her mouth to his as she knelt over her companion’s face. “And what are you called, my golden treasure?”

“Lilly, Master,” she whispered. “And this,” her hands caressed the pale thighs he stood between, urging them further apart. “is Audrey. But you are Master, you may call us what you wish.”

“Lilly and Audrey,” he repeated, savoring the taste of their names on his tongue. “Help me, Lilly,” he urged, his hands in her hair. “Help me take Audrey and bring her pleasure, knowing that it will be her turn to help me take you next.”

Lilly watched as Master drank from Audrey’s luscious lips, her own tongue darting out to smooth across her lips as if she could taste the sweet nectar … the feel of his ardour against her. Master’s groan of pleasure was music to her ears. Interlacing her fingers through his cuffs, Lilly untied them and pushed his tunic from his body to fall to the floor, revealing him to her eyes.

She bit down on her bottom lip and smoothed her hands across his chest … the warmth of his skin … the muscles rippling beneath her fingertips wrenched a soft whimper from her lips.

With a growl, Master lifted himself from his chair. Clearing the table with one sweep of his hand … draping the dark and tantalising form of Audrey on the table before him … ready for the taking … as the sweet scent of her arousal filled the air. Lilly closed her eyes, taking a deep breath … her senses lulled into a drunken stupor at the smell of lust. The erotic scene of Master’s engorged cock poised at the entrance to Audrey’s dark and slick depths sent a shuddering bolt of pleasure up her spine.

He suddenly turned, bestowing a disarming smile on her that made Lilly’s eyes melt as he pulled her to him, his lips claiming hers in a heated kiss. “And did you think I’d forget about you?” he murmured as he lifted her to stand on the table, legs spread across Audrey’s form. “No Master,” she said breathlessly.

She could see Audrey’s gorgeous body beneath her, the light shimmering off her skin. Her moist and fragrant sex exposed to … her mind stopped … Master’s tongue darted across her sex. Lilly threw her head back, golden curls sweeping across her back as she moaned. His hand tangled in her hair, pulling her to him as she knelt above Audrey.

“And what are you called, my golden treasure?”
“Lilly, Master,” she whispered. Her eyes dipped to the smooth curve of Audrey’s provocative thighs, caressing the smooth skin there. Drawn to them, she let her hands smooth across Audrey’s inner thighs, spreading them further for Master … her own sex quivering at the delicious sight. “And this is Audrey. But you are Master, you may call us what you wish,” she said as her ice blue eyes found the smouldering dark depths of her Master. She bit down on her bottom lip and moaned as Audrey’s tongue descended on her moist sex. Slowly gyrating her hips atop Audrey’s sweet assault on her moist folds, Lilly slowly ran her hands across her body and down her abdomen.

“Help me, Lilly. Help me take Audrey and bring her pleasure, knowing that it will be her turn to help me take you next,” Master commanded as he kept her captive with his hand buried deep within her golden strands of silk.
“Yes Master,” she said breathlessly as she beheld him with eyes drawn into slits of molten lust.

Lilly’s hands continued their slow progress down her body until she reached Audrey’s warm and wanting sex, letting her fingers smooth across her moist folds. Parting them, her fingers found the nectar of passion there … dipping to swirl and tease in their depths. The other joined to cajole her pearl of pleasure from its hiding place … gently circling around it … arousing Audrey to the point where she writhed beneath Lilly’s touch, sweetly crying out.

Audrey spared no time, wreaking her own seductive havoc on Lilly’s senses as her tongue mercilessly teased her soft folds. Her fingers joined to intensify the shuddering ecstasy beating in her veins as Lilly gasped. Honing her own efforts to match Audrey’s efforts, she dipped first one … and then another in and up to touch and caress the epicentre of Audrey’s female lust, while her other fingertip pressed down and across her clit … wrenching a shuddering moan from Audrey’s lips.

“Master …” Lilly whispered as she leaned in and pressed her lips to his, golden strands of silk trailing against his shoulder. Her tongue darted into his mouth … teasing and tempting him while she moaned softly against him. She lifted her fingers from Audrey’s depths and offered it to him, wanting to share the sweet nectar that readied her for him.

“She is yours Master … take her,” Lilly said as another moan escaped her lips … Audrey’s talented tongue sending jolts of pleasure through her system. Her gasps landed against his neck as she slowly kissed a path to his shoulder, pressing her lips there before she let her hands trail down his torso, to circle around his hips. Both her hands trailed up the length of his shaft. Her fingers paid careful attention to the sensitive vein beneath before she smoothed them down and around to grip his buttocks … pulling him closer to Audrey.

“Take her Master … bury yourself in her slick depths. Fill her with your lust,” she breathed, her eyes dancing an erotic dance of seduction with that of her Master.

“Take her Master … bury yourself in her slick depths. Fill her with your lust.” Gareth felt Lilly’s fingers at his hips, pulling him close, seating his crown at Audrey’s entrance. The wet heat of her folds felt as though it should surely sear the flesh from him as he acquiesced to Lilly’s urging, thrusting his hips forward.

There was a moment of resistance as he began to move, as Audrey’s tight sheath adjusted to him, and then he slid forward in a single smooth motion. The sweet tightness of her folds brought a wordless exclamation of pleasure to his lips, as Audrey arched upward to meet him. The soft cry that came from her lips as he entered her was lost in Lilly’s sex as it slid over Audrey’s tongue.

Gareth felt Lilly’s fingers continuing to guide his hips, pulling him in and sliding him out of her companion. His smile as he met her eyes was freighted with lust and humor. “I think we can find a better use for these perfect hands,” he said in a low voice. His hands slid along her arms until he caught her fingers in his, lifting them off his skin. He brought both her hands to his mouth, kissing her fingertips, before lowering them in his own.

He guided her right hand to Audrey’s chest. Master and slave both trailing their fingers over the satin smoothness of her pale skin. Soft, slow circles they traced, each one moving a bit farther inward, a bit closer to their goal. In mere moments they had ascended the gentle slopes of Audrey’s breast, and their fingers exulted at the dark, hard peaks. Gentle tugs, sharp pinches and soft caresses were lavished on her nipples.

His right hand pressed Lilly’s left downward, the joined fingers sliding along Audrey’s folds, rising up to tease at the sensitive nub at the center of her pleasure. Confident she would continue to please Audrey, Gareth raised his own hands to Lilly. His left caressed her soft golden locks, before wrapping them around his fist, and pulling her mouth to his. Gareth explored Lilly’s mouth just as he was exploring Audrey’s depths. Each was being taken, made to know without doubt that they were his and his alone. The one dominated by hand and mouth, the other by the sweet taking of her body by her Master’s.

Eager lips parted to welcome Lilly's sex. Her tongue fluttering over Lilly's clit before she lathed the weeping slit to capture the honey from her sex. Her hands traversed parted thighs to grip her ass cheeks as she kneaded the soft flesh. Fingertips traced the curve in fluttering steps, grazing the puckered hole before dipping to join her mouth and tongue in the torment of Lilly's body. Her appreciation of Lilly's body went unheard in the kiss between sex and mouth. She wasn't sure whether she was pressing upwards to better delve into succulent folds or Lilly was grinding down... the concern was lost as Lilly returned the favor.

Audrey's body jolted... bucked to the deliberate circles drawn around her own bundle of nerves and writhed to the fingers that pressed into her depths. Her cry of pleasure was barely heard over Lilly's sex, the hum of her moans buried in the sweet flesh as she strove to match the pleasure she received.

Audrey pulled a slick finger from Lilly's sex and trailed it back to the puckered star. A damp trail of footsteps trickled backwards to slowly press the wet digit into Lilly's ass as her free hand filled the slot in her sex. Her finger pressed deeper with each winking of her ass, a single digit became two as she sawed in and out of the gripping hole.

She found her face lathered with the juices she'd failed to capture, as damp thighs squeezed tight around her. Slow pumps in and out of both openings was joined with the gentle nibbling of teeth on her pearl. The loss her fingers in Lilly's sex was accompanied by a sharp slap across her right ass cheek. The tinted pink on porcelain skin was damp from the homage of sweetness Lilly had bestowed her with. All admired, in her eyes as twine of tension coiled in her loins...

and he filled her.

Fingers were nothing in comparison to the member that was buried to the hilt in her tight body, stretching her, and inundating her senses as she ground out her pleasure into Lilly's sex.

It started with the clenching of her sex around his, the tremors, as her muscles wound tighter still to bring him in, to repeatedly fill her, push her past the spiral of pleasure. Her scream was barely heard past the mouthful of sex that filled it. Her body arched into the hands that caressed her breasts, as the explosion left her spasming, milking with intimate appreciation of the cock that had given it to her.

Lilly watched with mesmerised eyes as Master buried the length of his engorged member inside of Audrey’s soaked and aching depths, the groan from his lips doing wonderful things to her. She could feel the shudder travel through Audrey’s body, punctuated by the gasp that escaped her lips to wash across Lilly’s sex as Master claimed Audrey as his own.

Lilly’s blue eyes slowly fluttered shut as Audrey’s tongue and soft lips danced across her sex. Audrey’s slender fingers joined the slow and mind blowing seduction to dip deep into her soaked depths, teasing and tormenting Lilly’s body into a quivering mass of trembling need. The last hold on her sanity slowly dissolved as Audrey added another finger to her dripping sex … only to drag it to her puckered rosebud … penetrating it with her moist digit, wrenching a low groan from Lilly’s lips.

“I think we can find a better use for these perfect hands,” Master said in his husky voice. Lilly’s slowly opened her eyes to be captivated by the dark and mesmerising pools of Master’s eyes … every fibre in her being rejoicing at the expression that rested on his gorgeous face. He lifted her hands to his lips, kissing her fingertips before he lowered them down to Audrey.

He led her right hand to tempt and tease across the heaving orbs of flesh that adorned Audrey’s chest with such exquisite beauty. The soft skin yielding sweetly to the caress of their combined fingers as the tips of her breasts proudly swelled to meet the tugging and toying touches of their fingertips.

Master entwined his fingers with that of Lilly’s left hand, inexorably leading it down to the apex of Audrey’s thighs. He left her fingers there to caress and roil in the veritable playground of Audrey’s supple and moist folds. The little nerve bud that was connected to every part of her being quickly fell prey to the ministrations of Lilly’s practiced fingertips.

She watched as Master lifted his hands to her own body, a little tremor of anticipation shuddering through her body. He tightly tangled his fingers in the golden strands of Lilly’s hair to pull her towards him, his lips laying claim to hers … his tongue thrusting deep into her mouth to mimic the movement of his pelvis slamming into Audrey. Lilly could feel Audrey’s body writhing beneath the onslaught of her own fingers and Master’s possessive taking of her body. Audrey’s tongue, lips and fingers slowly wove an intoxicating spell of seduction, edging her closer to the threshold of ecstasy … Master’s strong and demanding claim of her lips gently nudging her into a downwards spiral of pleasure.

The earth shattering ripples of an orgasm ripped through Lilly’s body, keeping time with the cries of pure ecstasy that came from Audrey’s lips as they joined each other in the abyss of sweet surrender …