Born To Serve

[Wolfsister]

OOC: Medieval/fantasy setting, a young lord has recieved a present from a rich Sultan after he traveled to help a far off kingdom. Little does he know that the Sultan's gift is rather.... strange. (note, the young Lord is already being played by Angelus) any other lords, ladies, peasants, servents.... etc, feel free to join in.

Name: Bliss
Age: 19
Height: 5"3
Weight: Small, slender
Hair: Long black, held in high ponytail
Skin: Fine porcelain white
Eyes: soft liquid brown
Body: Though small, she is slender with full sized breasts, a pleasingly sexy pout on her red lips. Long slender fingers with small dainty feet.
Clothing: typical white. Long pants in gauzy material, splits up the sides to her waist. Bare midrift, transperant white viel under her eyes, short gauzy shirt. Long sleeved with splits from wrist to neck. Low neckline, diving between her breasts.

IC:

She knelt on the unfamiliar carpet, her gaze held downwards, studying the floor beneath her, almost as if she could see the flagstones beneath the rich red, soft carpet. She has assumed this meek position ever since she was born, her Keeper standing beside her her, her switch ready to snap if Bliss ever took a step wrong in her training.

She eyed the long legged woman, seeing only her feet next to her and wondered what her new Master would be like. She knew that she would do anything to please him, he owned her, afterall, but that did not mean she was not afraid of him. She dearly wanted to shift, her knees were beginning to get sore but she eyed the feet next to her, eyed the leather switch and thought better of it. She had not been commanded to move. Until she was, she would stay as she was.

She tried to control her breathing, tried to still her wildly beating heart as she heard the drone of the First Captain of the ship she had sailled to here on drone on about her merits. And the many dangerous deeds her new Master had accomplished while defending her lands. Such a man could surely not be gentle? Though, all she ever really wished was to please her Master. Of course... that was all she ever wished.

"High Lord, I have the pleasure to extend Sultan's gratitude to you," He gestured grandly towards her, and she rose gracefully to her feet, her gaze still steady on the floor beneath her. She would not dare look into her Master's eyes directly. "She is a fine specimen, the finest the Sultan could find," he went on and Bliss would have laughed had she been able to.

She was the finest? This Lord obviously would not know the insult the Sultan had paid him, all he would see would be a willing woman. A woman who would do anything for him. She was only newly trained, having only her Keeper as a Master/Mistress so far.

"She will be your personal Slave, she has been trained very well and will do as you wish. Anything," the First Captain's booming voice paused, and then continued," Anything you command her to do,"

That was her cue....

She took a small step forward, folding her body forwards, almost double until her forehead touched the soft carpets of the Great Hall around her and slithered forward gracefully unfolding, much like a rose bud would, greeting the new day, her hands coming into her lap, her gaze down cast as she was allowed her first look at her new Master.

Her voice was quietly strong, yet meek, beautifully soft and slightly husky, "I am born to serve, Master."

 

[Angelus]

OOC:

Markus Inglis
28
6' 4"
205lbs
Longish dark brown hair
Darkly tanned skin
Hazel eyes
Has the type of body that has been through years of training and many battles, has several small scars but carries himself tall and has a commanding presence.
Wears the fine clothing of a lord but always wears the same well worn boots that he has warm for many years.

IC:

Markus opened his eyes and looked up at the ceiling of his room, not knowing what to expect this day. He had been told that he was receiving a gift from the Sultan from saving him from the armies of orcs several months later but he did not knew what was going on. All that he knew was that he had done what was expected of him, he was after all a warrior but he did not do it for any type of gift or reward. He slowly got out of his bed and walked slowly to his door, opening it and looking out into the hallway just to see the guards still standing there. He let out a sigh then walked back into the room and got ready for the day, still not knowing what to expect.

Just as he got ready he heard the loud trumpets that signified someone had come to his home and he had to greet them which was one of the things that he hated most of all about what he had become. All that he knew was battle and this peace, this life that he had now did not agree with him at all. He let out a loud laugh and put on his boots with a smile then moved out of his room again to look at the guards, still not knowing what to expect.

As he made his way down to the great hall he was not sure of what he was going to do with this gift, whatever it was but stopped as soon as he got to the doors. He took a large breath as he pushed them open and saw all the people standing there. Everyone turned to look at him and he knew that he had to get used to it, he was after all the lord of these lands but it did not mean that he had to like it. Shaking his head he walked into the room but stopped as soon as he saw the man and two women in the middle of the hall. He stopped as soon as he saw them and wondering just what the hell was going on.

He walked towards the middle of the room, his eyes always on the man and woman and wondered what he was going to say but before he could the man bowed slowly as if he was unaccustomed to doing so and said, "High Lord, I have the pleasure to extend Sultan's gratitude to you." to which he saw the younger woman slowly get to her feet and move towards him. He opened his mouth to ask what he was speaking about but the other spoke first, "She is a fine specimen, the finest the Sultan could find."

Markus stood there in total shock and tried to say something but there was nothing that he could say as he could not believe what he had just heard. It sounded as if he had just been offered the woman that had moved towards him but that was just plain crazy. He knew that the Sultan had different customs than he was used to but this was just plain ridiculous. He knew what would happen if he refused though and moved slowly towards her. It was then that the man spoke again which caused Markus to look at him.

"She will be your personal Slave, she has been trained very well and will do as you wish. Anything...... anything you command her to do,"

His first reaction was to laugh and tell them to go but he knew that it would be the wrong thing to do and that the young woman would be taken away in disgrace as Markus had not taken her. He knew what he had to do and looked down as she moved slowly across the floor towards her. As he saw her move he knew that he had to keep her with him, no matter how weird he thought the idea was.

It was then that he heard her speak up, "I am born to serve, Master."

Markus crouched down in front of her and placed his hand under her chin and slowly raised it to look in her eyes. As soon as he looked into them he knew that he could not let her go back and that he would keep her, she was so beautiful and she was him to do with as he pleased.

"Stand and follow me."

 

[Wolfsister]

The First Captain smirked, it would seem that the Sultan's gratitude would be recieved afterall. He exchanged bows with the Keeper and left the grand hall, dismissing himself. He was, after all, First Captain of the Sea Stalker, the finest ship that was ever built!

The Keeper tried to keep the distasteful twist from her mouth as she watched the First Captian leave, dismissing himself as if he were too important to take note of. Men! Why had she been commanded to protect such a fool! The girl should have been allowed her revenge, no matter she was a Slave. At least with that new Master, she would not be touched by filfthy sea hands.

She saw Bliss hesitate and understood her dilemma, a Keeper was like a mother to a Slave, in her case, she just happened to be able to claim the blood kinship with her charge. Arching an eyebrow, she gave an impatient twitch of her switch and nodded in approval as Bliss jumped slightly, her eyes going wide and her gaze soon falling the the ground once again. She had been staring into his eyes for longer than was necessary in public.

The Keeper strode to Lord Marcus' side and made a cursory bow, "My Lord, I believe you are referred to as such in these lands, yes?" she spoke, her accent deep and rich, her tone a much older version of Bliss's, "I am her Keeper. There are ceremonies to go through, to allow her to become... accustomed to a new Master. She has been bred to obey me, now she must obey you,"

Bliss remained folded on the floor, staring at his shiny boots, her breathing steady and not a thought inside her head. Or it would seem. She was scared witless by what she had seen in his eyes. A powerful lust... a coldness that came from battle. But worse... she had seen intelligence. She tried not to let the shudder reach her spine and was just barely able to suppress it, in her experience, a Master who was indeed intelligent and not a mindless pig like most men, were the more dangerous.

"Up!" came the curt command from the Keeper and she rose gracefully to her toes once again, her eyes downcast and her hands still folded in front of her. But she had a way of standing completely still that seemed like she was swaying erotically from side to side.

"You swear to obey the body, mind and spirit of the man before you, yes?" came the question, phrased as if it were a command.

She spoke, her voice clear, but still that soft husky tone, "I swear, Mistress,"

"You swear to command the body, mind and spirit of the woman before you, yes?" The Keeper demanded of the Lord Marcus and nodded curtly as if he had answered, though she didn't give him time to actually reply.

Pausing only slightly, she suddenly folded to her knees much like Bliss had done, her gaze on the floor, "You punish me now, yes?" she said, that commanding tone only softened a little for this part of the hastened ceremony.

Bliss turned and gracefully picked up the switch that had dropped out of the former Keeper's hands as she became a Slave once more. Now was the time for retribution, should the Slave think it needed. All Keepers were subjected to retaliation when their charges were finally released, it was a chance for the Slave to give something back, and a reason the Keeper's trod carefully in their punishments during training.

"You can either serve me for a year and a day, serve my new Master, or I can kill you," came Bliss's melodious voice. She brought the switch up in her delicate hold and looked at it, a fiery light entering her eyes, "For what you have done, I will not give you honor," then she brought the switch down sharply, the tip cutting across the other woman's face. A thin line of red was left in its wake and the older woman's eyes were wide with shock.

"You left me to his mercy. I had a right. Now I leave you to his mercy, you have no right. I declare you to present yourself to First Captain of Sea Stalker every night for his every whim... and all his sick desires," Bliss said coldly and the other woman suddenly cried out, horror stricken and she visibly paled. Then she bowed her head to the floor, her forehead barely touching it.

"I will do as commanded," she said and then stood, not as gracefully as Bliss had. She took one look at her former charge, nodded in strange aproval, bowed towards Marcus once more and then quietly walked out with all the dignity left to her.

Then Bliss turned back, folded to her knees infront of the probably by now bewildered Lord Marcus and held up her two hands, the switch laying across her upturned palms as if in offering, her voice was once again soft and silky, "I am yours to command, Master,"

 

[Angelus]

Markus stood and looked at the woman who was kneeling before him, the switch in his hands and he did not really know what to do. He knew that things like this went on, he knew that slaves existed but he never thought that he would have one in the main hall of his fort. He looked at everyone that was standing there and saw the shocked faces that were on their faces, waiting for him to say something but he found that he couldn't, there was so much with everything that had happened to him that he could not quite understand.

He had been given this woman before him - body, mind and soul to do with as he pleased and although the thought did excite him he did not know what to say or do about the situation. He raised his head to look at the retreating form of the older woman and wondered what to say or do, whether or not to stop her but when he looked down at the young woman still kneeling there, not moving he knew that he would destroy her.

He moved closer to her and knelt down then took the switch from her hands with great reluctance then looked at it in his hands, wondering what he was going to do or say to her. He bent the switch in his hands and looked down at her again. Was it possible that this woman, this truly beautiful, my god he had never seen anyone so beautiful in his life and she was his to do with as he pleased.

He took a step back, his eyes never leaving her and knew that he could not leave her kneeling like she was.

"Get to your feet and follow me. I am not going to leave you here."

He turned and slowly walked away from the room, his mind still trying to think things through and wonder if all this was possible. He wanted to ask the woman he could hear following him if she was his to do with as he pleased but he knew how stupid a question that was to ask of her.

He turned his head to look at her as he walked and saw that her head was still down, she was not looking at him and he realized that she would not unless she was told to. Before he could though he came to his bedroom and walked into it then closed the doors behind him. He turned to look at the woman, once again startled by her immeasurable beauty and asked her to raise her head to look at him.

"Who do you belong to. Am I your Master now?"

It was then that he felt the switch in his hand and looked down at it. With a sigh he threw it to the bed and looked at her again, waiting for her answer.

 

[Wolfsister]

She watched the tops of his shiny boots and waited with bated breath for him to accept her. If he did not at this time, she would be disgraced and would have had to crawl back to the Sea Stalker and beg to be taken back aboard. If only to have herself beheaded as she could not have lived with the shame.

"Get to your feet and follow me. I am not going to leave you here." he finally took the switch from her hands and she rose gracefully from her kneeling position, followed him, careful to keep her steps a measured three paces behind his. She did not look up, he had not commanded her to, but she kept a discreet eye to her surroundings so she knew her way around, and did not bump into passers by.

Soon they turned into his private chambers and she barely suppressed the shudder that wanted to go through her. She watched as he threw the switch onto the bed and promplty obeyed when commanded to look up at him. She raised her eyes and stood there meekly, her hands crossed before her, her fingers linked together.

"Who do you belong to. Am I your Master now?" she bowed her head once again and took a carefully measured bow that showed her... assets... to their best advantage, not that he had not been allowed a good look with only that thin gauzy material covering her bare body.

"I am yours Master," she said softly, her voice husky with meekness and a willingness to serve. She then raised her eyes once again, her gaze slightly fearful as she spoke once again, "Master? May I show you my chest?" she asked, her slender arm pointing to a dark wooden chest that had been placed in his chambers while they had been the in the great Hall.

Inside the chest was an assortment of.... tools. They defied description, some of their uses could be puzzled out, but some others.... well, he would just have to experiment, if that was his wish, "They be all I posses, Master," she said softly, gazing at the tools.... lovingly.

"If it pleases my Master, my name be Bliss,"

 

[Angelus]

He looked at the chest and then at Bliss, trying hard to think of anything to say but knew that it would be impossible. A beautiful young woman, a woman more beautiful than he had ever seen in his travels was standing infront of him in his private chambers and she was his to do with as he wanted, if only he knew what he wanted. He moved slowly, his eyes never moving away from her. There was so much that he could do with her, so much that he wanted to do with her but he wanted to see what her boundaries were or if she had any.

He moved towards her, his eyes now locked on hers. As soon as he was close enough to her he reached forwards with one hand and ran the back of one hand slowly and softly over the side of her face, watching and waiting for a reaction.

"My name is Markus and you may call me that if you wish but first ask me if you can. Now, take off your clothes, take your favourite thing from the chest and hand it to me but do not do anything else. I know that you do not know me and you are scared but all that I ask is that you do this."

He slowly moved to his bed and sat down on the edge of it, watching her to see what her reaction was going to be.

 

[Wolfsister]

She waited for his next command, her eyes downcast, her fingers still linked in front of her. She tried to control her breathing, she wondered just what he would think of her little treasure chest and found herself excited by the mere thought of him using some of those.... toys... on her. She shuddered, a small moan escaping her lips as she felt his hand carress her cheek and she closed her eyes, whimpering slightly...

"My name is Markus and you may call me that if you wish but first ask me if you can. Now, take off your clothes, take your favourite thing from the chest and hand it to me but do not do anything else. I know that you do not know me and you are scared but all that I ask is that you do this."

Without saying a word, she went to obey. Slowly stripping off her clothing, she took her time to show him just exactly how beautiful her body was. Her long slender legs, her nice rounded hips, her full bosom, her red pouting mouth.

Removing the veil from her face, she let it drop to the floor, her eyes met his now, a fire seeming to come to light in them, a smouldering flame of ready desire. She reached behind her and unclasped the small chain around her neck, hold her shirt onto her and let that too fall to the ground. Stepping slightly closer, she reached down before her stomach and unclasped a similar chain the hung around her waist, allowing her almost see-through pants to swish down her legs, settling on the floor.

There she stood before him for a mere moment, allowing him to see her completely naked form. There was a little surprise between her legs, though. Where the dark patch of hair would normally be found, there was none. Instead, she was completely smooth, her wet slit glistening under his eyes.

Turning slowly, she made her way to the chest and looked in, bending down gracefully to rummage through its contents. From the bed, he would be able to see her nicely curved ass, swaying from side to side as she took a rather long time to find her favourite toy.

When she finally turned around, she held in her hands, not one instrument, but many. Making her way infront of him on the bed, she knelt on the plush carpeting and layed out the assortement for him to see. They were a set.

First she layed a long leather corded whip, one end thicker than the other onto the floor between them, her gaze once more downwards. Then she set out a black collar and leash, a fine silvery chain that with a collar and a wrist band on either end. Lastly, she placed an odd looking leather band with what seemed to be cats ears on the string.

She brought him the set and knelt there, completely naked, in front of him.

Placing a hand on the black collar, she looked up at him again, her voice going quieter, pleading, "Master?"

 

[Angelus]

Markus stood there and looked at Bliss then moved back a step and crossed his arms in front of her. He turned to looked at her and could not believe that this woman in front of him, as young as she was she was more beautiful than anyone in the kingdom and she was all his; as strange as that was to him. He has a woman who was standing in front of him who would do anything that he wanted of her. He could not think of anything to do then cast his eyes down on the pieces on the floor and slowly picked the leash up off the floor then looked her in the eyes.

He wanted her to do things because he asked it of her but at the same time he did not want her to do anything as he did not know what to do and it was all new to him. He moved slowly towards her, the leash in his hands and his eyes never leaving hers.

"Will you kneel before me? I know what you want me to call you but for now I will call you by your name. Will you kneel before me Bliss and show me what you can do with the things on the floor. I need for you to show me."

 

[Wolfsister]

Bliss shuddered with pleasure at her new command. She smiled and gracefully slithered forward on her knees to come closer to him and kneel before his feet.

Reaching out, she took the chain from his unresisting fingers and smiled to him as she clasped the collar around her neck and placed the leather wristband around his left wrist. Then, still smiling, she took the strange leather band with fluffy cats ears and placed it onto her head so that the ears poked out from her black shiny hair.

Then she stood up gracefully, seeming to simply unfold herself from her kneeling position. Taking the waistbands of her fairly see through pants by her hooked thumbs, she slowly slid them off her rounded hips and let the material slip soundlessly to the ground. Stepping out of them, she pushed them behind her with a bare foot. Her slender white ankles shining in the torchlight from the brazier closeby.

Then she bent once more, folding herself onto the thick plush carpeting over the flagstone floor of his personal chambers. But this time, she knelt not facing him, but facing away from him. Then she raised her hips slightly so that her thighs were on a 45 degree angle to her calves. She took the leather corded whip into her hands and right before his eyes, she slowly slid the thicker end into her soft little ass... hissing with pleasure as she did so.

Then she turned around, this time she was on all fours, her breasts hanging down, giving him a more ample view of her impressive cleavage. When her voice came out, it was soft, silky and indefinabley feminine.

"Meeeew?"

 

[Angelus]

Markus stood there and looked at Bliss, the leather band around his wrist that connected her to him through the chain that was between them. He looked at the leather whip that was behind her and knew where the other end of it was which sent a shiver through him. He wanted to move towards her, take her in his arms and take her to his bed to sleep with her but there was a major part of him that wanted something else and it shocked him. It was the part of him that wanted to see just how far he could push her, just to see what she would do.

He pulled the wristband towards him which pulled her towards him then knelt down to look her in the face. The smile readily came to his face as he looked into her eyes but before she knew what he was going to do he reached forward and grabbed the whip and slid it slowly out of her ass just to hear the sigh that came from her mouth. He knew how strange it was that he was doing this to her but there was something stirring within him.... he wanted to take this further.

He slid the whip deep into her ass again then reached down and grabbed something from his bed then walked behind her. He wasn't really sure of what she would do for him yet and had to find out so he stood there and looked at her. He then wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her up straight before grabbing the leather strap that he used to tie his hair back and wrapped it around her wrists then tied it up, tying her hands behind her back. He stood back and pulled the leather strap around his wrist towards him gently so that she knew that he wanted her to come to him.

 

[Wolfsister]

Bliss moved obediently towards him as he pulled on the chain that connected her to her Master. "Mew?" she mewed softly in question, her large brown eyes looking up with complete trust and compliance as he reached behind her and slowly slid the whip out of her ass. She gasped in pleasure and just before he slid it back in, she wiggled her ass invitingly and mewed in pleasing, moaning softly as he slid it deep inside her again.

Then she watched as he moved behind her and she smiled, those sexy full red lips of hers curving into a delicious little grin as she purred throatily, a trick she had been taught to do using the delicate muscles of her vocal cords, which she now used in full force. He tied her hands behind her back and she let him, mewing sofltly..... innocently as she half heartedly tugged at her bonds, making sure they were indeed secure.

Then he pulled her forwards again and she obeyed instantly, moving forwards with an inborn grace on her knees, and when she got to him, she leaned forward and rubbed her shoulder against his leg... her head... her arms... all the while mewing softly and purring in that soft, throaty little voice of hers.

 

[Angelus]

He ran his fingers through her soft hair and looked down at the young woman who was on her knees at his feet, rubbing her head against his leg and purring like a contented cat. She was his to do with as he would and he still did not know what to do. He continued to run his fingers through her hair as he looked down at her, looking down into her beautiful eyes. He slowly bent down and looked into her eyes before he pulled her up to her feet and turned her around so that she had her back to him before he grabbed the whip that was in her ass and began to slowly slide it in and out, hoping to get the type of reaction that he wanted out of her.

As he did so he placed his head near the back of her neck and without saying anything to her ran his tongue over the skin that was showing above the collar, watching her shiver. That brought a smile to his face and he stopped for a second but continued to slide the handle of the whip in and out a little quicker. He leanded forward again and breathed in her ear.

"I will give you this just this once but I want you to tell me what you want."

Before she could answer he raised his hand and brought it down onto her bare ass, the sound of his hand striking it echoing around the small confines of the room.

 

[Wolfsister]

Bliss continued to wind her body around her Master's legs and purring contentedly, imitating a cat masterfully. She purred and mewed softly, her wide, innocent eyes staring deeply into his as he stared at her, her soft mouth pouting slightly... parting in a silent gesture of invitation.

Then he drew her up and she stood gracefully, obediently. Batting her long eyelashes carefully in a subdued manner, she continued to purr, except this time it was more a pleading sound than a contented one. She wanted something done to her, and she wanted it badly.

Her throaty pleas were soon answered and she arched her back against him as he began to slowly slide the whip-handle in and out of her tight little ass. She moaned with pleasure, her eyes closing as she gave a delicate little shiver as she felt his wet tongue slide against the nape of her neck. She mewed desparately as he began to move the whip faster in and out of her.

With her hands bound behind her back, she couldn't move where she most desired them to be. At his pants.... removing them, to be precise as she wanted something so much better than a whip sliding in and out of her ass.

She continued to move herself against his chest, her back arching and her soft red lips issuing a throaty purr... her gasps of pleasure breaking the throaty rhythm. Then she heard his deep voice whisper to her, his baritone bringing shivers up her spine as she registered his lips so close to her ear, "I will give you this just this once but I want you to tell me what you want."

Her loud gasp of shocked pleasure also rang out in the confines of the room as she felt his hand contact her firm bare flesh as he spanked her, once and hard. Leaning forward slightly, pushing her ass against his hand, sliding the whip in deeper, as she unconciously sought his hard cock, she whimpered slightly, the sound coming from inside her throat and sliding along her red lips as a bare caress.

"Master...." she pleaded, her mind racing to think what would best please her new Master to ask for. He was new to all this... but it seemed that also had an imagination. Maybe he was not the brute she had been bred to believe from birth, as all englishmen were? She longed to tell him to fuck her... but she wanted to give him a lasting first impression. She wanted to please her new Master as she had never wanted to please another man before.

"Master..." she sighed again, her voice low and sensual, and then she had it, "Master... please... do what ever you want to me," she whispered, giving herself up fully finally. That was the one request she had to make..."Let me please you," she whimpered again, panting from keeping from moaning, his hands still rubbing the whip inside her.

"Please... Master..."

 

[Angelus]

A smile came to Markus's face as Bliss moved against his hand and he heard the words in her soft beautiful voice come to his ears, telling him that all she wanted was to please him. He did not say a word to her, how could he with what was going through his mind, the only thought being that he wanted to take her in more ways than one. He raised his hand again and heard the echo as it connected with her firm beautiful bare ass.

He grabbed the whip again and began to slide it in and out of her ass a little harder and faster this time, wanting nothing more than to pleasure her, wanting nothing more than to hear her scream out in pleasure but as he did he grabbed the other end of the whip and tied it to the leather strap that was around her wrists. He knew that if she moved her arms even a little then the whip would move in her ass and that was what he wanted.

Markus started to move away but before he did he leaned forward and whispered in Bliss's ear, "Close your eyes and do not open them until I say so."

He moved back, his eyes never leaving her as he took off the wristband then slowly and as quietly as he could bagan to take his clothes off which was difficult because of state that he was in. He wanted her more than he could say, he wanted to take her and he knew more than anything that she wanted to be taken, that she wanted to be his and every way.

Putting the wristband back on he walked slowly, his bare feet pabbing along the carped of his room and his eyes never leaving hers. He moved in front of her, his eyes still on her, taking in her beauty and at the same time trying to believe that she was his, that she belonged to him. That thought stirred something within him, he could not deny that.

As soon as he was in front of him he began to move back and forth, the head of his cock moving across her lips before he moved half a step back and told her to open her eyes.

"What do you want now my pet?"

He realized what he had said after he had said it but it came so naturally as though he had been saying it all his life.

 

[Wolfsister]

Bliss's eyes came wide with pleasure as she crooned in a low throaty voice as his hand came in hard contact with the soft creamy white flesh of her bare ass. Then she began to moan uncontrollably, her eyes closing with pleasure as he began to slide the whip harder into her ass. She whispered his honorific and begged for more in that low sexy purr of a voice. She soon was pushing back eagerly into the whip, riding it as he thrust it in and out of her tight cute little ass. She wondered briefly what he was doing when he abruptly tied the whip around the bonds surrounding her wrists behind her back but soon understood his wants.

"Close your eyes and do not open them until I say so." She immediately obeyed his command, breathing, "Yes Master," her hearing soon picking up the soft rustling that she took to mean that he was removing his garments, she licked her lips nervously, now would the test of her obedience come?

For a breif moment she fought the urge to panick as she heard him moving around her, his feet hitting the carpet around her not so softly, her eyes closed, the darkness surrounding her, pushing her from all sides as all she could hear were those faint rustlings as he moved, she almost screamed, the pressure of her eyes closed and the ensuing darkness almost becoming too much for her.

She trembled, a small moan escaping her mouth as she realised she had gripped the leather whip hard into her hand in her panick and had jerked on it. The instant the pleasure went flooding into her limbs she felt the smooth velvety skin of his cock rubbing across her lips. She moaned again, licking her lips where his skin had touched them, the momentary claustrophobia fading from memory.

She opened her eyes obediently and was faced with his naked body before her kneeling own. She trembled, his cock erect so near her mouth, she whimpered, wanting nothing than to take him in her mouth, to please this man, this Master in the only way she knew how.

Moaning, her eyes widened as he called her his Pet. She took an extreme liking to this sudden name and purred to show her appreciation of it, then she whimpered as she opened her mouth slightly, shuffling gracefully forwards, her hands slowly sliding the whip in and out of her ass from their bound position.

She answered his question by slowly leaning her head forwards and sliding her full, soft lips down his hardness, taking him deep into her mouth until she felt his head hit the back of her throat softly, she opened her mouth wider, breathing slowly outwards to avoid gagging.

She raised her eyes towards his and made to slide slowly up and down his cock, but before she did, she paused, her eyes asking the silent permission...

 

[Angelus]

Markus felt ecstacy far stronger than he had ever felt before and he knew that it was because of Bliss, of what he could feel because of the beautiful young woman that was on her knees in front of her. There was nothing but the pleasure that he felt flowing through him but he knew that this was only the beginning, that there was more to come, that there was more that she could make him feel.

He looked into her eyes and ran his finger through her hair before he whispered, "Yes, you have my permission."

It was then that she felt her move her lips up and down the length of his hard cock and wanted nothing more than to move his hips, wanted nothing more than to slide his cock in and out of of her mouth hard and fast. He wanted to give her as much pleasure as she was giving him and saw the whip that was still in her ass, the rest of it on the floor, looped behind her.

As her lips moved up and down the length of him he look the whip and began to move it slightly in and out of her ass, enough to tease her and give her pleasure at the same time. He wanted to get to the point where she started screaming and he hoped that he would be able to make her do that as he did not want to hurt her.

 

[Wolfsister]

"Yes, you have my permission."

She closed her eyes at that and began to slowly slide her lips along his length. She did it slowly at first, teasing him, making him want more and more. Her lips pressed hard hard against him as she slid her mouth down his entire shaft. Pausing slightly, she suckled for a few brief seconds and then slid her lips just as slowly back up to his tip. Sucking hard on his swollen head, she retracted her mouth and flicked her pink tongue across the tip of his hard cock, back and forth, her wet tongue teasing him lightly.

When she thought that he had had enough teasing, she quickly slid her warm, wet mouth down his cock, deepthroating him. She hid a grin inside her mind as she heard his gasp of appreciation. She found that she enjoyed giving her new Master pleasure. She idly wondered if she could make him scream...

Then her eyes widened and she groaned, wriggling her ass slightly as he began to slide the whip in and out of her again. She closed her eyes and soon began to slide her lips along him even faster. Baring her teeth slightly she dragged them along his reddened flesh, nipping the tip of his hard cock every now and again. A sort of purring sound coming from deep down her throat as she seemed to want to swallow him entirely.

Faster and faster she went... then all of a sudden she stopped, her lips caressing the skin at the bottom of his shaft. Pausing only briefly, she slid her lips, baring her sharp little teeth, and dragged them along his long, hard cock, clamping her jaw down slightly harder as she neared the tip, biting his soft flesh, slowly... teasingly...

Once she reached his tip, she smiled, her moist little pink tongue flicking out once to tease him again before she leaned down and up. Her warm, moist mouth soon closing on his balls. Growling under her breath, she suckled first one hard into her mouth then the other... then amazingly for such a small mouth as hers, she sucked both of them hard into her mouth, holding them lightly with her teeth as her tongue laved them, leaving wet trails.

Sitting back up, she smiled, "Do I please my Master?" she said softly in that low throaty tone that could heat a man's blood just by listening to it...

 

[Angelus]

He stood there and watched her as she began to run her lips up and down the shaft of his cock. As she did so he started to breath heavily, wanting nothing more than to scream out at the pleasure that she was giving him but he did not wanted to at the same time because he wanted to hear what she was doing, he wanted to hear her lips moving up and down the shaft of him. He jumped slightly when he felt her teeth move against the skin of his cock and let out a sharp breath, wanting nothing more than to slide it deep into her mouth but he knew that she was in control; that she was doing what she wanted to do to give him pleasure.

He knew that he had never felt anything like this before, that he had never felt this much pleasure and did not think that it was possible that it could get any better. It was then that he saw her took his balls into her delicate little mouth and began to suck on them. He wanted so much to scream out in pleasure when he felt that but before he could she took both of them back into her mouth and began to suck on them.

He wanted nothing more than for her to keep going. It was then that she suddenly stopped, sat back and looked up at him, asking him if she pleased him.

He knew that she did, that he never though it possible that this much pleasure existed but she was giving him that much, showing him things that he never knew existed.

He knelt down in front of her and looked into her eyes, instantly getting lost in them before he leaned forward and ran one finger slowly over the skin of her face, smiling at her reaction.

"Will you stand, move to the bed and lay down on it with your legs spread please."

As soon as he was standing again he watched her as she moved slowly to the bed and spread those beautiful legs of her, revealing the area that was between her legs to his view. His eyes widened when he looked at that area and saw that there was no hair there, something that he had never seen before and something that surprised him. As he stood there the one thought that was going through his head, the only thought that was going through his head was to taste the wetness that he could see between her legs.

He moved slowly forward, his eyes moving from her face down her body towards the area between her legs, seeing how wet it was. He looked down at her wetness and wanted to taste her, to run his fun over her wetness.

He looked up her face to see that she had closed her eyes then lay down between her legs and began to run his tongue slowly over her, his eyes widening at the taste of her. She tasted better, far beyond anyone that he had ever tasted before and he knew with that first lick that he never wanted to taste any other woman.

Slowly he began to run his tongue up along the length of her, licking at the wetness that came from her. He wanted nothing more than to lick her slowly and hoped that she would like it. He knew that he had never been good at this because he had never done this that much and hoped that she would like it.

Without thinking anymore he ran his tongue over her, groaning as he tasted her, feeling her getting wetter. It was then that he found the little nub at the top of her and felt her jump slightly as he ran his tongue over it. With a smile he started to lick at that area and hoped that he was doing it right.

 

[Wolfsister]

"Will you stand, move to the bed and lay down on it with your legs spread please."

She smiled up at her Master's face as he touched her and bowed deeply as he gave her another command. She gracefully rose before him from her knees and walked slowly, but without dawdling, towards the four poster bed behind her.

One at the end of the bed, she pivoted gracefully on one foot, turning to face him, the bed to her back. She blinked slowly up at him, her mouth forming a silent purr as she slithered onto the mattress. Sliding from side to side slowly while propelling herself backwards, well onto the bed, she kept her eyes on his hard cock. Thinking of how hard he had felt when inside her mouth, her lips parted, exciting herself to the point she could feel herself beginning to get even wetter.

Coming to a stop, her head on the pillows, she smiled up at him. A long, slow delicious curving of her luscious red lips. Placing her hands on her thighs, she slowly parted her legs, opening them to let him see her freshly shaven pussy, moistness making her skin glisten with her excitement. Once fully open, she tilted her head back on the luxurious pillows and closed her eyes, bidding him to do what he pleased with her. Her full lips curved in a luscious, anticipatory smile.

What came next was a complete surprise.

Instead of his hard cock sliding deep into her as she had thought it would, she felt his hot tongue probe up against her wet flesh. She gasped... while she had felt this before, she hadn't expected him to know of this particular woman pleasing technique.

"Oh... oh... Master!" she whispered, her voice raising by increments as she allowed her pleasure a voice. She moaned loudly, her hands running up and down her body of their own voliton. She noted that he wasn't particulary masterful of the technique but his tentative and inquistory licks were driving her nuts. It excited her more this way... wonder of wonders...

It soon became too much, she need more. Her hands slipped down to his head and she wound her fingers through his dark thick hair, urging him towards her wet, dripping pussy. Pushing his face deeper into her delicious pink folds.

"Master!"

 

[Angelus]

He felt her fingers go through his hair, holding his head there and he knew that he should do one thing. He began to lick her wet pussy more insisently, hoping that what he was doing was giving her pleasure because as stupid as it sounded, even though she was a slave; his slave that he wanted to give her pleasure. He started to run his tongue all over her and couldn't believe just how good she tasted. He had never tasted anyone that tasted like her and even though he knew that he had not been with many women, had not done this to many women that he would never taste anyone who tasted like her. What she tasted like could not be put into words and he knew that he would never be able to get enough of her.

He put his hands onto her hips and pulled her into him then began to lick her all over, knowing that he had to taster her. She began to move around on the bed as he ran his tongue over her pussy; his hands on her hips as he held her there. He slid his tongue slowly up over her pussy until he tongue the hard little bud at the top of her pussy and felt her jump. He smiled as he began to flick his tongue over it, holding her there as she began to move around on the bed. He moved his tongue down then slid it deep inside her, hoping that it would be good for her. He slid his tongue in and out of her as he held her there then slid his tongue out of her, hearing an involuntary whimper from her before he slid first one then two fingers slowly into her, feeling how wet she was and being surprised by it.

"I will give you this one chance. Tell me what it is you want."

 

[Wolfsister]

She whimpered, her moans escaping her lips more and more often, louder and louder by each second. Her breath coming out in gasps as her body shook with pleasure. Beads of sweat rose up on her skin, her juices flowing freely as he licked her, tasted her sweet wet pussy.

She arched her back with a cry of pleasure as she felt his tongue slide roughly into her and began to shift her hips slightly up towards his face as he tongue fucked her. She gasped and moaned, calling his honorific in between great rasping breaths. Her hold on his hair tightened to the point that it would become painful for him.

Then he slid his fingers inside her.

She shuddered, giving a great long low moan of ecstacy as she felt his large, long fingers sliding into her tight wet pussy. She moved her hips upwards, trying to get more of his fingers inside her.

"I will give you this one chance. Tell me what it is you want."

She whimpered, her mind searching frantically, shifting through all the delicious things she could think of for him to do to her... but as she had answered before, she answered him the same, "I only wis..wi..wish to pl..please you..." said in between great gasping breaths as he moved his fingers in and out of her.

"Oh Master... pll... please... let... let... let me pl..pleas... please you!" she pleaded to him, her head tossing from side to side as she moaned in ecstacy. Wishing for all the world that he would choose to enter her soon, she didn't know for how much longer she could bare his touch before she demanded him to fuck her.