a slaves new journey... (invite only...)

[nymph_H]

Master and i decided to come up with a thread that we call an erotic learning experience...since this girl was trained in ways unfamiliar to Him....and His to her...Wwe thought this a much better way to learn more about each other..and much more fun...than just hammering out comments to each other...

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run!! the slave ran..her mind..heart willing her to move...battered....bruised...she runs through the thicket..the forrest dense..thick with brush and trees...no path to follow she is forced to dive between light areas..open spaces..

panic in her eyes as she hears the hoof beats behind her...frantically she runs..not knowing where she is going...not caring....even death was better than fate at the hands of the viscious slave traders....her tender flesh already welted by their cruel blows when she refused to eat that filth they called food...whipped her without mercy till she pushed up..and ran...running for the life they tried to beat out of her...she runs..gasping ..panting ..her slave silks becoming ripped ..torn..exposing her tender flesh to the elements...trees scratching..biting..she falls exhausted to the ground..not caring about the harshness of the ground beneath her...her breath hard...ragged...unable to hear if the hoofbeats are closer....her voice a loud shreik..as she sees Him..His snarling face as he comes closer..

"You cannot escape bitch" He snarls though His contorted..angry face...

He lifts up the whip...she looks on in terror a the bladed ends whirl through the air...and tries to run...tripping she falls...the sound of the whip... her loud scream...then..her last memory...as she collapses...and slips into the blackness

 

[Hawkmyster]

He felt the ripples in the air....something had happened...though He knew not what. A sharp whistle brought the dogs to heel, as He paused, gazing about the the fields of the Estate, then turning back to the woods....listening.......nothing....
That in itself was odd...no bird song........then spontaneously it returned......as though something had past.......ended......and life and world could now move on. Curious He thought......looking at the woods that formed a part of His vast estate.......I wonder.......
He moved into the forest leaving the dogs at the edge of the trees....pausing to listen every minute or so for anything unusual....though truth be told He was not sure what that may be......
What is that odd smell.........a sharp pungent odour.........hmmmmmmm........remembering His University education.....ozone!!....odd indeed......a major burst of energy would be required for that....
Entering a small clearing He stopped short.......there was a figure curled up laying in the middle of a patch of moss and leaves at the base of a twisted oak tree.
Moving slowly closer He noticed the injuries.....indications of torture?......a beating....or multiple beatings.......her.......yes....she is female He thought......and a beautiful one.......barely covered....her silken garments...ripped and torn.
Crouching down He carefully examined the figure before Him......she appeared unconscious and other than the superficial injuries unharmed.
hmmmmmmmmm........
Carefully He slid his arms underneath her...lifting her....holding her close to his chest......carrying her back out of the woods......and across the fields towards the castle that is His home........

 

[Hawkmyster]

Whistling as He strides across the field at the edge of the woods ....the dogs quickly move to accompany Him ....carefully carrying her unconscious form......He can feel the chill on her skin.....and wonders how long she had been out there......
It is a warm spring day and the coldness in her skin seems out of place despite the flimsy nature of her garments....
Softly shaking His head in wonderment He continues towards His home......

The castle rises slowly before Him ...nestled amid green fields and woodlands.....the surrounding lands give ample opportunity to ride and hunt and He has been blessed to have have lived here after discovering and acquiring the property........enough wealth resides within His accounts and investments that working constantly is not a requirement.......thus He has turned His hand to other pursuits.......knowledge/learning and occasional business dealings which periodically take Him away from the Estate. The castle.....built in a Middle age gothic style of large granite blocks towers over the the nearby pastures....yet also blending with its surrounds in a kind of wonderous harmony. Ivy grows on parts of the walls blending nature with the hard stone ......... softening the lines of the great building into a serene beauty all of its own. Near the castle a small lake sparkles in the sunlight of a day barely begun.......the sun still climbing into the morning sky reaching for its peak......warm rays bathing the earth below.

Stopping near the castle gate He looks down at the lovely girl He holds in His arms.....she is breathing quietly......softly.......but still has not stirred....hmmmmmm.....though she has warmed a little drawing from His closeness and body heat. He moves through the gate into the courtyard and crunching across the gravel...approaches the large iron bound double doors which form the main entrance to His home....the dogs trotting faithfully to their kennels to await their next call.

The doors open as He approaches and the butler ...(one of few servants He employs to care for the castle and its grounds)... ushers Him inside.........."What happened Sir?".........."I found her Jefferson.......but she seems in a bad way"........"I will take care of her personally.....just bring Me some medical salves.....and bandages". "Yes Sir"......as He scuttles away to find the requested items.

Carrying her still.......arms slightly weary but not about to let go.....He mounts and climbs the the staircase leading up to his private chambers........along a corridor and into His personal bedroom........carefully He lays her on His bed......sitting beside Her on the edge of the king sized 4 poster bed carved of dark rich wood.......

The butler arrives with the requested items and quickly departs when he is told He is not required further............
Carefully He lays the girl back and cleans and dresses her wounds with a soothing antiseptic lotion....noticing that she has no undergarments beneath the torn silk......making her....available in a way which He finds.......odd yet.....within the darker recesses of His mind...appealing.........

Carefully He redresses her in a large soft cotton t-shirt.....which covers her to mid-thigh......and tucks her into His bed......to warm up and hopefully recover from her sub-conscious state.........
Moving to the couch near His bed....He sits and waits....watching quietly as she sleeps and pondering the images and thoughts which swirl in His mind........

 

[nymph_H]

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run!! her mind suddening stirs from its deadened state...run...she could hear herself scream...the trees lashing out at her...gasping..panting....writhing as she moves through the dense forrest...tears streaming down the girls face...she knew she would die...for a she has run before...her mind drifts off...a slave she is...so proud and tall...her long sleek form a prize...her training as a gorean redsilk pleasure slave making her worth soar..her ability to dance...serve...give a Master His pleasure...known around the city and surrounding homes...her first....a good Man..a warrior killed in a battle...she became the property of His brother...a cruel man...who would beat her for the slightest discrestion...who would toss her out into the surrounding encampment..and force her to be with those men....so filthy...dirty.. hating their hands on here...such filth....she ran the first time...punished so severely she couldnt walk for a week..her sisters tried to take pity on the girl...but were afraid of punishment themsleves...her mind begins to scream..she tries to move..toss turn...what is happening..who ..what..where is she..is she still alive...is this but a dream...gentleness..her mind puzzled..a touch she hasnt felt in so long...so foreign to her...a whistlling..she is being carried..no..no....let me go....her mind screams...a snarl...as she tries to move...her instincts to survive taking over....away..away....her mind screams....

voices...she hears voices...one..so soothing..deep..yet commanding....the other eagerly obeying....the language foreign to her..where is she..what....her minds eye tries to look frantically around the blackness in which she resides...trying to will herself awake...

softly she whispers.......vana'she....jashi..and slips back into the blackness...

 

[Hawkmyster]

....He looks up at the sound of whispered words.......murmurs passing between soft lips....moving to the side of the bed ...sitting carefully He checks....listens....her breathing quiet and slow.....relaxed.....
He places a hand/palm lightly on her forehead....hmmmm...warmth is returning to her chilled body......He nods in silent approval.......gazing down at her for a time as she lays resting in His bed.....
Standing He moves to His desk....pushing a button on the small intercom unit He speaks..."jefferson, I need you to bring Me up a light lunch...just some fruit and cheese and a pitcher of spring water.....enough for 2...in case My guest awakens".......releasing the button He moves back to check on her sleeping form.......a soft smile crosses His lips.....unbidden.....and feelings stir again within Him........feelings long since buried or so He thought.......why her.....why now?
Shaking His head .... in silent amazement and puzzlement......He moves back to the couch and sits again....watching the gentle rise and fall of the bed covers as she sleeps.....

A few minutes later the butler arrives bearing a silver tray and placing the requested food on the desk......"any change Sir"........."I think she stirred a little while ago jefferson....and she is warmer.....but otherwise no"

"thank you jefferson...that will be all".............."yes Sir"........the butler turns and quietly departs...returning to the kitchen and servants quarters downstairs.......

He settles down on to the couch again....straightening His khaki trousers and light blue, long sleeve cotton shirt........getting comfortable again........quietly watching over her........contemplating the words He thought He heard......a language unfamiliar to Him...........who is she?

 

[nymph_H]

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tosses softly....moanss...whimpres...as if fighting the darkness that holds her tight...people...there...she hears...what...cannot understand....where am i she screams silently...tries to escape the darkness that seems to have hold of her...
ba...ba...no..no...she tosses and turns.. slowly her eyes open...winces as she tries to move....her head feeling like its going to explode...her arms...legs....the pain was almost unbarable..

tries to sit up..cant...winces....cries out..as spasms ripple through her...

she stries to speak...panick in her voice..in her eyes...as she gazes at the One in the chair looking at her...

 

[Hawkmyster]

she stirs....movement....murmurs.....muffled cries of pain......her eyes opening...He sees the pain, the confusion in them. Standing He moves quietly to the bedside.....gazing down at her......holding her gaze intently in His own.....deep brown eyes.....penetrating....examining.

Carefully He sits on the edge of the bed........His gaze not leaving hers......."how do you feel?" ...He asks in a quiet yet strong voice......watching her response....waiting to see what she does.......if she understands Him........

 

[nymph_H]

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sees Him...eyes widen...tries to move...groanss as pain stabs her...His words..she looks puzzled at Him....a small trembling hand moves to her head...she looks down...at this....this..not sure what she is wearing....His eyes...the color of bosk fur....nono she says to herself...she cannot trust Him..she trusts no one...He could take her back...
frantically she tries to sit up...~winces~..His eyes....this vana'she??

Who...are...You...what..where...am i...somehow the words seem strange in her mouth...she looks to His eyes...such deepth...the swirling pools of brown...wanting to reach out..touch Him...beg for her freedom..His gaze locks to hers...and her to His..feeling a calm...over her...tries to speak....he hand reaching out...weak...trembling...her hand drops to land onto His.....

 

[Hawkmyster]

holding her gaze in His own......steady...calm......her hand touching her head...pain flashing in a grimace across her face......His forehead creases slightly in concern at her sounds of pain....she is more injured than He had thought? whispered words....yet...understandable this time.....He smiles...nodding yes....it is english though the accent is not familiar to Him.....a soft reply...keeping His voice calm......"I am the Master of this place...this is My home.....you are safe here"

her hand drops lightly onto his.....gently He takes it in His own....holding...lightly caressing it....trying to reassure her that everything will be ok......

"Are you alright?"........"Where are you from?......tell Me what happened?"

He sits ....looking into her eyes.....awaiting her reply..........

 

[nymph_H]

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able to open her eyues my fully...she glances about the room..startled when she sees Him.. she turns and smiles...noticing the surrounding room...everything so neat..clean...

where...am...i...the words from her mouth foreign to her..yet..not..she ...the room..nothing like anything she has ever seen before...and this...she looks down...this..foreign garment...what..who..ohhh...grips her head winces slightly..sighs..

girl is called..nyssa..Master..where..am i..who..all things...so strange..tries to sit up... somehow..doesnt feel..afraid...gaes into His eyes...fels calm..millions of thoughts run through her head...flashes..of...the slave trader...her fear...her eyes dart around the room..His touch...calming...her gaze meets His

 

[Hawkmyster]

He continues to hold her hand.......gently stroking it with His thumb......a soft smile creases His lips as she smiles at Him......He watches her eyes...moving quickly...taking in her surroundings......a look of confusion crosses her face.....her questions and expressions suggest great unfamiliarity with what she sees.......strange indeed......at the mention of the term Master from her lips....a warm glow echoes in the depths of His soul.....a feeling He has not felt in sometime.....His face furrows in concern when she winces in pain clutching her head......

"you are in My home nyssa....on My Estate...."...trying her name....
.....slipping a hand behind her back to help her sit up...."I am Dorian......and you appear still in pain.......what happened to you?".......inquisitive yet quietly commanding in tone.....wanting to know how this vision before Him could have been so gravely injured......"do you need something to help with the pain?".......quiet concern in His voice as He gazes back at her......reading the conflicting emotions sparking in her eyes......seeing her calm as she takes a few deeper breaths.....

 

[nymph_H]

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His hand warm against her..soothing...His voice...soothing...yet strange to her...His eyes..she gets lost in them...who is this strange Man before her..this place...she looks again at the covering she is wearing...nothing like she has seen before..a slave...with clothing..panic in her eyes...her breath quickens...

thinking she may have done it..she slips from the shirt...handing it back...

"please...forgive this girl..dont..know..how.." her hands trembling as she hands Him the cloth...the words flowing easily now...now nude before Him her dark rich auburn hair tumbled messily down her bare smooth shoulders..as she tries to make herself presentable to this...Master..winces as she tries to kneel...a look of anguish and agony etched on her face..as she tires...she manages to sit up..back straight in spite of the twinges of pain..her breasts firm...yet marked from the whipping branches of trees and brush...

she gazes at Him.."nyssa, la kajira Vana'she Dorian...Jashi..Your kindness...she runs...slavers....she runs...now...here" she turns to Him...makes the motions of drinking..."fori ma...please.." feeling her indcredible thirst..

the girl looks at Him again..holding the..shirt..His look..of shock as He sees her nude before Him...slaves of Gor rarely wear clothing...unless their Masters wish it...she suddenly felt...like no..here..she is bad..and covers herself up...ashamed..of..her...the marks..she must appear..so ugly to Him..

"please..please"...she begs Him.."do not..turn nyssa in..she be good...she a slave..cook..clean..anything"..her gaze drops and a crimson blush crosses her cheeks..as she bows her head..hoping He wont turn her away..

 

[Hawkmyster]

He sees her glance down....a confused expression as she examines the t-shirt as though it is completely foreign to her......how can this be He wonders.....her breathing quickens...anxiety?....He wonders

she pulls back a little and....removes the t-shirt!!.....at which He is a little shocked and surprised....betrayed as the emotions flicker across His face....then replaced By a soft smile.....as He hears her speak again.....faltering english but understandable none the less.

He gazes at her as she speaks......nodding slightly...encouragingly ...... reaching out a hand He takes the offered garment, not wishing to offend her apparent desire to be naked before His sight......even more a lovely vision now than she was when sleeping......trying to make her self.....presentable to Him?......hmmmmmmmmmm......

"there is nothing to forgive nyssa" He says in a calm quiet tone......she moves to try and kneel on the bed ......winces of pain still flashing across her face......yet her beauty undiminished by it....sitting before him......He returns her gaze with His own as she speaks again.......some of the unfamiliar language....mixed with words He recognises......His name....Vana'she?....Master?...He wonders.....pointing to Himself He asks...."Vana'she.....Master?"........then her...."kajia.....slave?"

slave traders!!!...the though crashes through His mind.....here....in this day and age.....surely not.....and not in My domain......His brow furrows at the idea.....
she indicates .... drinking...thirst.....then a sudden look of....embaressment?.....as she tries to cover herself......placing the shirt to one side ....He calms His face.....and smiles warmly......carefully and clearly He says...."nyssa you are beautiful.......there is no need to feel ashamed of that".........in a more commanding tone..trying it to see the response....it has been a long time...."drop your arms" watching her He rises from the bed....moving to the desk to pour a glass of spring water from the crystal jug sitting on the tray......He also places several pieces of cheese an apple and banana on a plate and carries these back to the bed...as He does so she speaks again......begging....blushing....that almost stops His heart.....her beauty astounding to Him......"I am not going to turn you in nyssa......I am going to take care of you......cooking and cleaning are not required of you"......a slave....still this seems incredible to Him.....how..where?.......her obvious submissiveness though is firing something within......something that has been dormant almost forgotten within the depths of His soul.....her head bows.......as He moves back to the bed........placing the plate on the bedside table and handing her the glass.....lightly lifting her chin with a finger....looking into her eyes.....sitting again on the side of the bed near her......resting His hand on the hers again......watching her drink carefully from the glass.....He speaks once more...."you are safe here nyssa....no harm will come to you....you are under My protection"

 

[nymph_H]

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gazing at the feast set before her..almost...afraid to touch..fingers trembling...as she grasps....round... bringing it close...inhaling the scent...purrssss..then take abite...her sences flair..swirl.....gazes for the slave gruel she is used to...never has she been allowd to eat such treats...savors...slowly...lashes flutter against her pale cheeks..swasy slightly...mmmmmm ..ho so very delicious...chew slowlyy...almost tantilizing ....herlittle tongue darts out..catching stray droplets of the deliousls fruit....her eyes conveying her pleasure..almost intimate in nature..

"ai...Vana'she"...as she gently presses a small hand to His chest..grasps His hand..brings it to her..."girl...kajira..um"...stuggles for the word...nods..."slave"...

after eating the great feast befor her...noticing His gaze over her...feeling the heat...she feels her nipples harden instantly...shudders softly..at His quiet yet firm Dominance...beens so long..rising...the girl knowing what to do...as it instinct..unsure...but..knowing in her world..a slave who is given such a gift...is expected to.....

feeling this..saftly He expressed..she rises with some ease...and slips from the bed..lowers to her knees...back straight...thighs parted...exposing her smooth pulsing slave treasure...long dark curls tumble for her back.. breast thrust forth..her fingers lick down her full lush cuves.. o rest palms up...in offering herself to this...Master...trembling..knowing if rejected..could mean death at the whip...for such a grave offense as not being pleasing...trembling..bows her graceful neck..as she submits to Him..begging to learn...to teach...her nipples ighten even more..smooth flat tummy quivers...

her green gaze meets His...her mind back home..where rejection can cost a girl her very life..

 

[Hawkmyster]

He watches her eat....savoring eat bite as though never having taste an apple before.......a soft purrrr....a sweet and sensuous sound from her lips.....He smiles and observes........her eyes twinkling with obvious pleasure at eating such a simple meal........He wonders again at the hardship she must have endured.......

her gentle hand presses against His chest as she speaks....repeating the words.....confirming their meaning to Him.......taking His hand in turn and placing it upon her smooth skin.......

completing the small meal she turns to look again at His gaze......and....shudders?...a hint of a smile crosses her lips.....before she moves.....with more ease now and a wonderful grace that seems so foreign to any woman He has ever know.....

moving from the bed.....she kneels ....... He turns to face her......as she presents herself to Him...he can think of no other way to describe it.......she is offering herself to Him........within His soul the fires burn ....... brightening.....calling......knowing what He must do

standing up before her.....looking down into her wonderful green eyes full of passion...and desire?........He hopes to convey what He is already believing in His heart and soul to be true.......the reason He found her........his reason for being......set free again from its prison of silence and darkness........He reaches down.....to gently run His hand over her dark silken curls......."kajira....Mine"....indicating her....."Vana'she...yours"....pointing to Himself..........pausing and repeating in His Own tongue.....hoping she understands...that it is what she is offering and realizing it is what He desires........"My slave.........Your Master"..........His eyes drinking in her beauty......her quiet submission to Him

 

[nymph_H]

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looking at Him with a puzzled expression...the words slowly coming to her...did she know this language before....has she been to this place before...shudders rippling through her slight form beneat His exquisite touch....
who is this One..who makes her heart soar so quickly...she is but a slave...slaves only feel...want to please a Master...this is ....perhaps..more..could be this world? her mind races as she gazes up at Him...so strong..handsome...yet a firm but gentle touch...purrs.whimpers softly as He caresses her long lush locks..
"Vana'she"..her head bows...her voice soft..."a girl..wants tolearn...please...teach her Your ways...teach her how to please You...please..."
as she hopes and prays He will not reject her eagerness...outspokeness...which would of gotten her punished severely in her world...she begins to settle into a nadu...shifting..her back straight..long auburn hair framing her face...left to tumble down her slender back..her sassy little ass reasting back on crossed heels..firm high breasts thrust out for the Masters view...and pleasure...her thighs parting wide.exposing to him her moist honeyed core...small slender hands resting....palms up...up her taut thighs...hes bowed slowly...lashes lowered to kiss against ther pale cheeks
the nadu..a slave position of seduction...showing the master what He can help Himself to..that she gives freely...palms up..that the girl offers herself to Him for His use..head bowed in respect....as she waits for His reply..use...hoping..

 

[Hawkmyster]

watching her move He nods gently as she speaks...seeing her uncertainty at the english language and trying to comprehend hers not wanting to make a mistake that might frighten her....cause a misunderstanding.......and yet she is seemingly able to understand and speak.......perhaps He hopes it will flow More fully with time......time which He is now more than happy to spend........Vana'she/Master.....expressing her desire to learn to be His......the glow within filling Him......flickering within His eyes as He gazes down upon the beauty kneeling in a most submissive and yet......arousing pose before Him....perfect...
He reaches out with a hand.....gently brushing her cheek with His fingertips.....caressing the soft skin...feeling the warmth of her breath on His wrist....."so beautiful My.......kajira"....He says quietly.....looking ......gazing at her.....feeling His own desires rising from this simple touch.......running His hand lightly through her hair feeling the silken tresses passing through His fingers.......

softly He speaks again....." I will try and teach you beautiful one....."
slowly He runs a fingertip down her jaw....over her neck...lightly teasing over her soft skin.....finding her forthrightness.....a willingness to open herself to him to be stimulating.....beyond anything He has known before..........gazing over her sensuous curves.....the finger tracing a series of gentle curves down.......down......sliding over her left breast.........feeling her move a little at His touch......

Looking down He sees she is hiding nothing from Him........fully exposed to His eyes and hands......offering .....seducing.....her hands open hiding nothing.....fully
submitting to His touch.

....He gently circles her breast with His fingertip.......a slow spiral...moving inwards as He watches her reaction to His feather light touch on her exposed skin.......moving towards the darker flesh of her arolae and nipple......

 

[nymph_H]

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her face brightens she hears He will teach her...so willing to learn...purrss softly...lifts to His touch...unlike...anything...she has ever felt..mmm..sways softly in her knee..her back arching...making her breats thrust out more..never..a touch...so delicious...

in her world where slaves are mere flesh...only purpose is to serve..do as told...in constant fear of the whip...hoping her scares do not turn Him off..wanting to please Him
ohhhhh..purrrssss...whimperss beneath His touch...writhing slowly... her slave fires thought long dead..now coming to a slow rage..a burn she hasnt felt...didnt know exsited...
her nipples tighten instantly at His touch...whimpress..soft mewling sounds from her lips..her skin flushes...lashes caress her cheeks..swaying...trembling..her voice a soft whisper..."Vana'she..please..please..."

trembling..feeling her thighs parting more..arching up...as if her body is begging for His touch...

 

[Hawkmyster]

He sees her face light up when He says He will try to teach her......such joy radiating from a simple expression.....her purrring....soft moans at His touch....inflame His own passions and desires as His fingers trace across her skin....her back arching....raising her breasts to Him.....aroused By His touch.....a feeling He has not felt in a long time.....desire.....pure and simple desire for the one before....marvelling out how she had created that so naturally within in Him and brought it to the light.

....softly she moans and purrs beneath His touch.....wimpering...with pleasure?.....at the simple play of skin on skin......her nipples tightening...hardening...beckoning. Lightly He runs His finger over her left nipple.....teasing the hardening little bud.......her moans.....deepen.....slightly louder.......eyelids fluttering.......small shudders He feels from her body as she flushes.......He hears her soft plea.......dragging the finger back over the nipple......the finger nail grazing lightly over the sensitive flesh......

Gazing down He sees her opening herself even more to Him.....inviting......begging His touch......gently He closes His thumb and forefinger on the nipple He has been teasing ........ gently pinching....squeezing......."kajira......beautiful"......He whispers

 

[nymph_H]

feeling the heat of her slave fires coming to a raging burn...trembling beneath His touch...her back arching..writhing..thrsuing her aching breasts to His touch...never before knowing such an inflaming touch...suddening..she drifts back...hearing the command... "sula ki!!" reacting to the distant memory..distant voice...she moves to the usage position..
laying her back flat to the floor, her hair cascading about her shoulders, her eyes lowered with respect, she places her hands to her sides, with palms turned upward, she spreads her legs painfully wide and raises her hips off the floor, she moans very softly licking her ruby lips as her glistening slaves heat, dripping with her nectar is revealed to her Master to use as only He sees fit...hoping He finds her pleasing...

 

[Hawkmyster]

she moves away from Him....laying on her back ...offering her inner self up to Him....her eyes....lowered.....respectful....waiting submissive but inviting use like nothing He has experienced before........

He stands......gazing down upon this goddess of desire before Him an slowly removes the shirt He is wearing.......sliding it off He drops it on the bed.......then unfastens the belt of His trousers......button...zip....down....sliding off His boxers with the pants and socks and dropping these on to the end of the bed also......His arousal now free and obvious if she happens to glance up......thoughts.....stampede through His head....who....why.....yet.....not important......as His desire takes over.......and He lowers to His knees between her widely spread thighs....offering....

Finding He cannot resist....not wanting to resist the urge......He plunges His hard shaft into her wet hot tunnel of passion....driving it deep inside.....moaning with the release of pent up want.......slowly He begins to pump His rod inside her........in and out.....feeling her tightness enfolding Him.....passions bubbling to the surface from long dormant places of rest

 

[nymph_H]

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wait..wait..wait...no...he wanted to scream as flashbacks overpowered her...thrashing beneath his hard thrust...feeling him hard..deep...throbbing visciously inside her...His..ahhhhhhhh..as her mind drifts back...her eyes misted with lust..desire..all thats hapened..

a slave is not allowed to hold back..fearing punishment..she throws herself at Him..bucking...riding His pouding rod as she moves deep and hard inside her..clenching slick tight alls around Him..fitting Him wth glovelike tightness...her breasts jiggling with each thrust...

"Vana'she..Vana'she..ahhhhh.." softly hre voice make hissing sounds as her breath suck in raggedly...slender flared hips..schulpted to fit a Masters hands....His hands...

the warmth..the heat building up..welling deep inside her..never..before..the slave unleashes all her pent up passions..hips almost lifting from the bed as if a silent plea to be taken wildly...like two animals rutting... thrashing....needing...Him with fierce desperation...

 

[Hawkmyster]

...His shaft driving deep.....she hesitates momentarily.....a bad memory perhaps flashing through her consciousness......then the hesitation is gone.......she thrusts to meet Him.......His Manhood driven deep within her tight wet velvet tunnel of passion......."ooooohhhhh"........the moan a release of pent up desire and lust.......He matches her own wild movements with His own pounding.....love making?...no....just pure intense animalistic sex....."kajira....oh god......"

Pulling her hips to Him with each thrust.....feeling His crotch meet hers ....grinding...slapping ..... feeling the heat from her skin ...her desire and passion running free in an orgy of heat and lust.........

....penetrating her deeply......His body responding even more.....heat rising......tensions growing ......."ahhhhhhh....mmmmmmmm......yessssss"

 

[nymph_H]

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His fingers digging deep into her hips as He pulls her too him with each maddening thrust..ponding..thrashing..slamming back..a slave possessed wild...her tormented past trying to take over...overwhelmed with feeling..her heart racing wildly.....

faster...deeper..hips lifting up..silken walls gripping Him tigh....glovelike...squeezing..

loud moansss...panting....whimperss...ahhhhhh..shaking...convusling.as seh thrashes wild..wanton beneath Him..His name over and over on her bruised lips...His shaft..pounding deep..hard ..relentlessly. ripping into the wild girl over and over..

"mercy Vana'she mercy...ahhhhhhhh" wild..the slave thrashing..bucking up...feeling Him slapping hard against her..reaching up..dragging her nails down His chest..

misted eyes open...gaze at Him hard..lustful...yet something else..as He drills into the the girl...."now....pleaseeeeeeeee..ahhhhhhhh" holding back...daring not to climax with out permission..feeling him over and over..hard..deep..her hands coming up..cupping her breasts..pulling at tugging, squeezing the tender buds...bites her lip..her eyes locks to His..as He takes the girl..sending her spiraling..spinning...begging for release..

 

[Hawkmyster]

...she moans...whimpers under His relentless pounding of her hot wet sex....feeling her inner walls...gripping at His shaft as it slides in and out.....hot...velvety moist with her juices of desire...His heart pounding...."mmmmmmmmm....yessssssss"...the ssss turning to a hisssss as He feels the pressure build further........her tunnel squeezing His manhood....the stimulation...."oooooh....godddd".......

He feels her moving beneath him....writhing...... her desire and passion obvious .....inflaming His own wanton lust.....

His name....He hears from her lips.....calling..begging....His shaft taking her deeply.....marking.....claiming her.......He looks down......locking His gaze upon her eyes.....seeing the fire ....intense...bright.....wanting within.....

she calls for mercy......for release.....wanting to climax but holding back....waiting....for?.....a command.....He realizes she is asking for permission.....submitting herself to pleasure only at His decision....His choice to allow her release of passion.....

a soft smile crosses His lips.......as He moans again......grazing her nails over His flesh.....then down to her own nipples....pulling teasing........He feels His Own point of no return......upon Him......."nyssa....My kajira......YES.......you......may........"

........driving deep He feels the shudders begin......spasms erupting within His body...."ahhhhhhhhhh......"..........tipping over the edge.....as He plunges deep within her flower......unable to prevent the onrush......EXPLODING within her.....the words spilling from His lips in a breathy tone "CUM My slave......oooooooooohhhhhhhh.........Cum with Meeeeeeeeeeee"