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[Tseranc]

He chuckled light heartedly at her words. He had no illusion that she truly wished to be used again. He could see the reservation in her eyes; fearing to what she might next be subjected to.

“Surprise me, my pet; though I must say that little mouth of yours was delightful, and your lips look ever more amazing when wrapped around my cock.”

He really didn’t care what she did, just so long as she used her body to please him. If she came before him again though, he would have to discipline her…he hoped she had caught onto that the first time.

Yegor lay back, putting his arms under his head, so that he could watch his pet work. He wasn’t sure which was more arousing, her innocence, or her resolve to perform despite that naivety.

 

[KallistiHam]

The last thing Kalli wanted was more sex…her poor used up body felt like it couldn’t take any more penetration. However, she thought that maybe if she performed well enough and satisfied Him good enough, He would might just wake up in a good mood and let her sleep in. On the other hand, if she didn’t please He may just send her to slave training. The way He had described that earlier, made her anxious not to experience it first hand.

It took her a moment, but then she decided on her course of action. She slid on top of Him and straddled His waist. Slowly, gently she guided His cock with one petite hand to her cunt and then slowly and gently let it slide in. She was still wet from T/their cum and her hymen blood. Her chain made a lyrical tinkling noise as she softly rocked back and forth on His member. Then she leaned over, letting her breasts caress His bare chest. She leaned further until her lips where against His ear. She slowly began nibbling on His ear lobe the way that drove Eric crazy. She may have lost her virginity only moments ago, but her make-out sessions with Eric had taught her somethings.

She also found that she could tense and squeeze some of her inner cunt muscles slightly producing positive sounding moans and groans from Him without too much aching. She could also control how fast and deep she was penetrated. If she could learn to please Him like this then sometimes the sex wouldn’t be too painful she thought. Then had an epiphany. He was a magical being of some sort, could He read her mind? Would He know what she was thinking? Would He be cruel enough to take her roughly and ravish her knowing how exhausted she was?

She shook these thoughts out of her head. “Does this please you, my Master?” She cooed into His ear…

 

[Tseranc]

He watched in silent amusement as she mounted him again, obviously apprehensive and full of reservations about the task. But perform she did…and she slid his cock back into her recently used pussy. Yegor smirked at how she tried to hide her grimace of discomfort over being impaled again so soon., and knew she acted only out of self preservation….but that would do for now.

It would take time to develop anything more. She would learn that anything but loyalty was hopeless, and then learn to enjoy her new station in life – which would bring the true dedication from her that he sought. But tonight was only about the test; testing her resolve and if she were worth keeping in this fashion.

Yegor decided she was, as she began to slowly rock back and forth, squeezing his sex deep insider her. As she leaned over him and nibbled on his ear his eyes rolled back in enjoyment. No training, recently unknown to sex, and yet she had tricks of her own.

“Does this please you, my Master?”

“Yes, pet, it does…mmmm.”

Her perfect breasts hung near his face, the chain dancing before his eyes, making it’s pleasant sound. He lean up and latched his lips onto her right nipple, sucking on it, then biting and pulling it down before releasing and watching it bounce back to her. The body above him was his to use as he wished, and yet she gave herself willingly. For this he wanted to keep her safe, to enjoy his toy over many years, versus abusing it too greatly and limiting how long he might enjoy her.

His hips lifted off the bed, pounding into her slick cunt. Tonight she would know her place, and that good behavior came with rewards. All she had to do was to make him cum again….and the following day would be more pleasant for her.

Her tightening muscles urged him on, coaxing his seed forth. He rammed in harder, faster until he was in near bliss from her sweet little pussy. But he’d already marked that. His hand reached up and grabbed the chain, near her collar, and pulled her head down to his groin.

“Finish here pet, and you’re done for the night. Do it well, and you’ll be rewarded.”

Yegor’s eyes bored into her own green orbs, commanding that she obey, but also hoping, pleading, that she live up to his expectations.

 

[KallistiHam]

Kalli eagerly moved as her Master directed, the foul taste of His seed was preferable to the aching of her pussy. She locked eyes with Him and took His massive cock into her mouth and let her lips and tongue dance on it. She could feel His penis twitch in enjoyment, she began teasing His balls with her fingernails hoping to bring Him to climax.

Hopefully this would clean Him and satisfy Him so that He could blissfully slip into sleepy oblivian...and allow her to do the same. Right now, she thought, swallowing His cum was a small price to pay for rest...

 

[Tseranc]

Her lips felt like a silky heaven as they wrapped around his cock. It was the same lips that cleaned him up from their previous fucking, and had forced his arousal once more. It was as if she got more talented at her task with each lick, each stroke down onto his member.

Her tiny fingers toyed with his balls, fondling them both for his enjoyment, and seemingly in exploration. He should have felt reserved, and vulnerable having his manhood in the hands and jaws of an unbroken slave, yet all he could focus on was the blissfully feelings her mouth and hands brought him.

As she worked herself into a rhythm her head rising and falling on his lap, her eyes frequently looking up into his, begging for his release. The eyes set him on fire inside, and he could feel his testicles contract; forcing his seed through is cock and erupting in her sweet mouth. With her continued efforts, he fired several more wads down her throat.

Gasping to catch his breath, his hands flew to the back of her head, pushing her down on his rod, and holding her there for a moment, as he was too sensitive to let her continue. She squirmed and gagged at first, but soon relaxed, and he felt he was able take his cleaning. Lifting his hands from her and nodding at her watered up eyes, he gave her the queue to lick him clean again. His pulse raced and mind went hazy. She had left him fully, completely, satisfied tonight and had earned her own rest.

Looking back down his body a few moments later, she had licked his semi-limp cock clean, and it glistened in the dim light from her saliva. “Good my pet, now come here, and keep me warm through the night. You’re earned your rest, and enticed me to sleep as well.” He paused, considering a thought, “In fact, you have done so well on your first night, that you may sleep here in the bed, versus at the foot.”

 

[KallistiHam]

Kallisti choked down the fould tasting semen. She hoped her grimaces of disgust weren't too obvious to Him. Knowing she'd have to lick it up anyway, she did her best to swallow each and every sticky glob of cum...

But then He reached down and held her, brutally, for a few moments. She was terrified and slightly paniced for the first minute, squirming to get free. Then realizing His hand was too strong she relaxed. She noticed that his cock was going limp. She tried to lick it, get a head start on the cleaning process but He squeezed her throat as if to say "be still". So she stayed as still as possible, struggling to breath through her scrunched-up nose. Her eyes filled with tears which soon ran down her cheeks.

Then He released her and motioned for the cleaning to resume. This she did, digesting His recent physical handling of her. It scared her, but deep down this fear also excited her.

Good she thought as He told her to come to Him and sleep. She hauled her sore and fatigued body next to Him. She snuggled into Him to keep Him warm, wrapping one nylon clad leg around His...

She then fell into the deepest sleep she had ever had...

 

[hazel43]

Annatalia returned to the main hall of her magnificent home. She sent a messenger to have the cooks begin preparation of roasted lamb and all the trimmings for her new slaves. Five of her strongest and most trusted security slaves were ordered to follow her as she made her way to the quarters of her new slaves.

Her mansion occupied two acres of land. It had four floors and a basement dungeon. Slave quarters occupied the top two floors. The dungeon was only used when slaves required extra behavior modification techniques. Her newly purchased slaves had been taken to the third floor. Although their rooms were designed to be extra secure, they each had private bathrooms, and were furnished with large comfortable beds and accessories.

Her new athlete was first to be visited by Annatalia. She ordered two guards to follow her into the room. She greeted the two slaves who knelt in the corners of the room. The women nodded respectfully then returned their gazes to the floor.

The male slave had almost recovered completely from the effects of the drug she had given him. Annatalia stood beside the bed. Making a point to show him the cat 'o ninetails in her hands, she spoke to him.

"Hello young slave. I see that you are doing well. I hope your journey from Earth has done you no harm.

You belong to me now. You have much to learn. But I think you will find that life here can be an incredibly pleasant experience for you. That is, as long as you cooperate, and do as you are told."

Annatalia swung the whip gently across the palm of her hand, allowing the knotted cords to slip slowly through her fingers.

"You can choose to be rewarded or punished. This is up to you. At this very moment my cooks are preparing a fine meal of roasted lamb. Your first reward is to dine with me and my other new slaves. To earn this reward, you only need to allow these attendants to help you bathe and get dressed. From now on you will wear a tunic and loin cloth made of fine silk. You will find an assortment of these in the closet. They have already been fitted for you."

Annatalia had motioned to the bathroom and closet as she spoke. She then motioned to a clock.

"Dinner will be at 6:00. That is in two hours. Do not be late. I will leave these two guards outside the door, just in case you choose to make a wrong decision."

Annatalia left, moving on to the room of the other new male slave. He too was awake. He seemed healthy and even a bit interested as she gave him similar instructions. She posted the guards, then headed for the new slave girl's room.

Annatalia entered the room alone. The attendant slaves acknowledged her presence with subservient glances. Although the blond beauty was awake, Annatalia was concerned for her. The girl seemed significantly sad and distant. Her eyes filled with fear as Annatalia approached the bed.

"Oh dear child, don't be afraid. You are so beautiful, no one here has any desire to hurt you. I am so glad that you are awake because it is time for you to begin a new life here with me."

Annatalia directed the attendants, then turned back to the girl. She made her voice soft and soothing. "I am having a wonderful meal prepared in your honor. You will feel better after a nice shower."

She lifted the girl's hand gently, directing her to get up. "Come with me now."

 

[shadowoftheheart]

The musty, smoky interior of the club reminded Shandra why her ancestors so many years past had forsaken this little mudball of a world.

She blinked eyes that those around her assumed were red and bleary, since that's how the eyes of those around her were. They were mostly too plastered to notice Shandra's sharp, incisive gaze. The few that did quickly turned their own whisky-sodden eyes down to their cups -- there was something about Shandra's look, a certain predatory glimmer, that cut through the haze of alcohol and gripped the throats of the small, dinosaur-hounded mammal that they had evolved from but never truely left behind.

Oh, Shandra was from the same evolutionary tree .. to a degree. Magic, and the wormhole to Cotyledon, had improved her genetic line, as it had to all the mages around the world that had left the Earth.

She smirked, finished off her Crown Royal on ice, and threw a wad of money in the direction of the bartender.

"Keep the change," she purred with restrained frustration. The club was dead tonight. Plenty of humans that she could have snared, but none worth-while.

A young nervous bimbo shot Shandra a brief deer-in-headlights glance, before turning back to the drunk she was flirting up -- and robbing.

Inventive, Shandra thought .. pretty .. young .. in possession of a fake id, as she was clearly (to Shandra at least) under 21 and therefore had no legal business in this club. But .. no. There was something missing about her. So, with a quiet sigh, Shandra walked out of the stifling smoke-filled club into the stifling, smog-filled night.

A pimp whistled and called out to her just how much Shandra could earn him in his service, and she simply turned and gave him a look filled with every inch of the many light years that the wormhole traversed. He averted his gaze, and decided to wander off in search of his hos.

Shandra wandered off in the other direction, in search of fresh slaves .. despairing of finding any, but enjoying the Hunt nevertheless.

 

[Tseranc]

“Lord Yegor! Please wake up! There has been an attempt on your life!” Mika hollered from across his home. Consciousness poured painfully into his head, as he tried to process what she had said.

His new slave lay still draped over him as she slept, obviously still exhausted from being captured and used for the first time. He pushed her off him and crawled from his bed. There was no need to tell her to remain, as she was still bound to the bed.

Wrapping his robe around his nude body, “What is all this Mika? What’s going on?”

“Milord, one of the new slaves escaped last night, he had evaded capture, found a weapon, and attempted to sneak into your chambers…he was caught outside your window!”

“Have him put in irons, I shall deal with him in the Hall. Have all the new slaves shackled and brought there as well, so they can see the results of such attempts.”

He walked back to his bedchamber and looked over the small girl on his bed. He walked over to her and removed the chain from her collar. The only things touching her body were the collar or silver, the silk stockings and the anklet. He wished to keep her this way, but knew he had some gruesome business to attend to.

“I wished to let you sleep longer, but other matters must be seen to. You will dress me, then seek Mika who shall help you dress in the finest garments of the slaves. You will remain at my side and display your new status for the other slaves to see. They will envy you and look up to you. You will demonstrate how good behavior is rewarded.”

He looked away to pick out which items he would wear, and passed them to her. He caught the look of concern on her face, “Do you accept this new post in life, or must I find another?”

 

[rippleroses]

Still dazed, Sherry remembered all that had happened to her with disbelief. She remembered being purchased by this strange and majestic woman. The medicine she was given completely relaxed her. She had been in a deep sleep that had lasted until just now. The hazy fog was quickly evaporating.

"Oh dear child, don't be afraid. You are so beautiful, no one here has any desire to hurt you. I am so glad that you are awake because it is time for you to begin a new life here with me."

Annatalia directed the attendants, then turned back to the girl. She made her voice soft and soothing. "I am having a wonderful meal prepared in your honor. You will feel better after a nice shower."

The woman's kind voice encouraged. Sherry heard her speak of eating and realized how hungry she was. She looked around realizing she was lying in an incredibly comfortable bed. The room around her was elegantly decorated.

Sherry felt good enough to obey the Woman and get out of bed. The thought of a shower sounded good too.

Her new mistress sounded pleased. "You are such a good girl. I think you will be all right now." She glanced at the servants. "Sandy and Mabel will help you and get you what ever you need. Dinner will be at 6:00. You wear the light blue silk tunic. Do what you are told and everything will be fine."

As the mistress left, the servants directed Sherry to the bathroom.

 

[hazel43]

Annatalia enjoyed a quick shower. She dressed in white silk gown and robe. Clipping her smallest whip to her sash she entered the living room of her personal suite. He personal sex slaves stood at attention ready for instruction. Both in their 30s, their bodies were sculpted to perfection from regular workouts under her direction.

"Come with me Fredrick." The designated slave obeyed without hesitation as she hurried to Scotty's room.

"Scotty my fine slave, you look good this afternoon." Annatalia entered without warning, admiring Scotty's relaxed body. He lounged comfortably on a sofa playing a game of chess with his favorite slave, Cricket.

The 20 year old, second generation slave had beautiful long black hair. It framed the beauty of her face and brown eyes. She had lucious bronze skin . Her full figure had developed early. But She and Scotty had always enjoyed each other's company.

Fredrick retreated to his customary place in the corner. Annatalia sat on the bed. She enjoyed seeing Scotty so happy. "Come here Scotty. Sit down on the bed beside me."

Scotty obeyed as quickly as possible. She began rubbing his shoulders and back as she spoke to him. "You were my champion runner today. You are such a good slave. Yes you are. Did you have a good lunch while I was gone. I have a wonderful surprise for you, but you will have to wait until dinner time." She slipped back on the bed, propping her back on the headboard. Lie down here beside me so I can pet you some more. "Yes that's it, just relax." Her hands rubbed and explored him. Soon she was rubbing his cock in the palm of her hand.

Her body shifted. "Fredrick come here." The sex slave moved to the other side of the bed. "Yes Fredrick you will lick me until I cum." Annatalia stretched her leg aside, allowing his lips and tongue full access to her pussy. Her hand softened as it stroked the area around Scotty's cock.

Her breathing deepened. "Yes Scotty, you were a very good slave today. Cricket, come over here and suck Scotty's cock for me. I want to see him well rewarded."

 

[scribe_m]

Scotty lain on his side, his body relaxed, yet his mind engaged on the chess pieces before him. He obeyed his mistress, lovingly and willingly, for her ministrations were not only physical, pleasing, and sensuous, but she understood he was still a human being, in need of activities to exercise the mind, as well as desires to fulfill the body. He looked into the eyes of Cricket. At other times, it would be of lust, or to communicate a silent secret between themselves. But right now, it was to detect a hint of her next play on the board between them.

The mistress entered the room. Scotty's eyes lit up and he smiled. The purity of her white robe on her fine skin was a contrast to the personal whip she carried. Little thoughts of what she would do to him perked up his attention. The chess set would wait in the corner, recording their moves, to continue again at another time.

Scotty cast his eyes down in deference to his lovely mistress. It was not without its benefits, as he beheld just the tip of her foot peeking from under the transparent edges of her silken gown. The fabric flowed across the curves of her body. He could not help but feel its soft touch on his own skin.

He was clearly aroused, yet he felt no shame in the presence of his mistress. He had neither desire to hide his wanting, nor interest in flaunting to an audience. He sat next to his mistress on the bed. He felt her firm yet soft hands on his back, and arched involuntarily, closing his eyes and taking her touch. Her fingertips alternately pressed and traced his muscles as he silently savored her. He found himself lying next to her, his body and manhood quite accepting of her as well. Her caresses on his chest and belly made him rise in anticipation of her touch on his cock. He would make eye contact her but briefly, relaying his lust and need. He let out a groan as shallowed breath as she touched his cock.

He watched Cricket rise from her sitting position on the floor. Her beautiful long black hair swayed as if it were in a gentle breeze. He looked at her with a fondness as her lips approached him and engulfed his thick warm shaft.

OOC: Is another gentleman writing for Frederick, or may I have the pleasure?


Scribe.

 

[hazel43]

Scotty lay nestled in her arms. His tight muscles sensuously rippling against her. Fredrick slowly kissed and licked her stomach and the insides of her thighs. Annatalia's breathing deepened.

The pleasure of the moment intensified as she watched Cricket dutifully lower her lips onto Scotty's lower abdomen, passionately kissing and licking him. His breathing responded as the woman licked her way to his hard cock.

OOC: Please do write for Fredrick. That would be grand

 

[scribe_m]

Frederick would feel pangs of jealousy when the mistress so favored Scotty. He knew of the services she provided him, as well as the other slave women whom she pleasured him with. But that was easily set aside (for the moment) when she called for him. His cock ached to be placed within her, still he was anything but petulant when she called for him to service her. He began with her stomach, for that was what she allowed him, and made light kisses as she exposed her wet pussy. He savored her scent, and licked the outside lips of her beautiful orchid. The wetness had her taste, and he held himself back, trying to prevent his careful, slow, licks from becoming a mad dash of tongue and fucking. His head bobbed up and down, as he stiffened his tongue and began to fuck her slit like a small cock. His nose and upper lip would press into her clit, tantalizing her into wanting him more, or so he hoped. His teeth would graze against it, and he began to lick and suck her hardening nub, seeking his mistress approval.


Scribe.