Dominance

Edward took a deep breath.

"You were in the grip of panic, and I simply used the most efficient means to bring you out of the panic. I didn't expect that type of reaction from you. I see that I need to put time aside to condition you properly for this type of activity. As it will happen quite frequently in future, either as a standalone act, or part of the greater act.

"But you still didn't behave in an acceptable manner, so the discipline will still stand. You will accept what I give to you, and you will take more care in future."

He gave her a tender kiss, showing her he was still attracted to her, he loved her even though she was being disciplined.

"Now, I need Anderson to -"

"Excuse me, Sir. Miss Pearl asked if she could return to her Master's house for the morning."

"Ahh, Anderson, please continue with the dressing of Angel as per the previous instructions. Once she has been readied, return her to my bedroom. I shall go and speak with Miss Pearl. Where is she?"

Following Anderson's directions, Edward found Pearl easily. He paused to take in how she looked, being very surprised at the effect of her outfit. "Good morning, Pearl." He gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Concerning your visit to Johnathon's house this morning. I will be blunt. I will be releasing you form your service here, and sending you back as soon as you can arrange it. I feel that you presence in your Master's house is needed more than it is here. I am not releasing for for any failure on your part, so you are not to be punished for your return.

"I must thank you for your willingness to be here, even though you personally did not want to be here. Please, return to your family, they are in need of you." Edward turned and started to walk away. He stopped, and turned his head slightly. "She is in need of you." He walked to his bedroom, then showered, dressed and readied himself for breakfast.
 
The click of heels in the hallway startled Aria out of her self contimplation. She was wondering when Cat had been permitted clothing. So soon? But she saw the door open a crack and the other woman who was meant to occupy this room stood framed in the doorway, a vision of loveliness. "Pearl?!" asked Aria, certain she was imagining things now. This was exactly who she needed to see. Comforting from her favorite pet...former favorite pet, and from the last girl she herself had picked for the household, her two jewels...Aria's mood improved slightly at the thought.
 
Angel sank down on her bed to await Anderson. She had no idea what this punishment was that Edward had spoken of and so asked Him to explain.

She was to wear a midnight blue hooded robe that left only her hands free, complete with a full veil. She was not speak to anyone. Not touch anyone. But to remain one step to His left and two

steps behind him unless told otherwise.From this day forth she was to be close to him but not connected, to hear His voice but He would be deaf to hers, to see Him but he would not see her.'



Digesting this information angel found her self relieved; her punishment would return her once more into her comfort zone, silent and invisible to all.


“This girl will never ever again attempt to be more than she really is,” she told the clothed reflection in the mirror. as she turned to follow Anderson from the room.
 
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Celeste was still seated at the counter in the kitchen. The food she ate was so delicious. She began to wonder if anyone else was going to get up and come to breakfast. She looked at the chef, "Can I ask you something?" The chef smiled, "Yes, you may." Celeste took a breath and said, "Would you teach me to cook, please?" The chef smiled again, "I believe that I would have to ask Mr. Macquarie about that before I can give you an answer." She smiled and nodded, "Okay I understand. Is it okay if I ask for another helping of this delicious food?" He grabbed her plate and refilled it. "Enjoy little lady."
 
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She had been let in by a staff member, her things brought to her room.

Pearl sensed a difference in the air, but again ,she couldn't tell what it was. She was told Johnathan was occupied, which she accepted with a nod. But Aria looked different, a bit defeated, younger and less self-assured than she did when she had left.

"Mistress Aria?" she said questioningly. If they were alone, just her and Aria, she would speak freely and ask what had happened, but she looked around to see if that abhorrent new girl was coming.

"Are we to be alone?" she asked, a bit more forthright than usual, but Aria seemed strange today, different even.

Cat returned with a tray containing two cups of herbal tea. She was just in time to hear Pearl ask if she and Aria were alone. Realising the urgent need for Aria to receive some solace from her friend she made an excuse.

"I hope you like Herbal tea, anything else at this time of night makes sleep impossible. I've got to go back to the kitchen and begin to plan the Master's breakfast." Looking at Aria she walked up to her and laying formality aside she kissed her on the cheek "I'm sure you're in good hands". With that she left the two girls alone.
 
Aria's eyes spoke volumes. She nodded to Cat in reply and her gratitude was palpable even though her distress and pain.

Looking to Pearl, Aria hadn't the energy nor the words to reply just yet. It had been such a long night and the day before seemed like it had been an eternity too. Her eyes were cried out to the point of not even being able to form tears anymore. Aria just couldn't speak yet.

Exhausted and so happy to see Pearl she crawled beside her as Pearl sat ont he corner of the bed and she lay her head against Pearl, needing the comfort of this woman's kindness. She lay with her head upon Pearl's lap, in total silence for ages. Finally, when it seemed she could form some semblance of speech again she whispered barely loud enough to be heard, "...not Mistress...perhaps not Aria..." and the tears had renewed themselves again, falling softly from her cheeks onto the lovely skirt Pearl wore.
 
Jade seemed to have been given the control, which confused her but she wasn't going to argue with her Master over something he had given willingly. Her hips rocked with his started to push the erotic feeling deep into her. Making her arch her back to grind into him more without her actually telling her body to do so. Running her hands over his tanned chest she flicked her head to rid her face of the long ebony hair that had started to cloud her vision. The strands fell down her back and she pushed herself up and off him, totally before plunging herself back down to impale on his member. His mouth on her chest made her roll her eyes in pleasure and her voice and expression showed how pleased she was with their act. Jade continued to ride him and moaned and spoke to him of her pleasure before her thighs began to ache. They were tight from the exertion, and with the first bead of sweat running down her neck she fell forward softly to caress his chest. Laying on his back with pillows to comfort his head, Jade worshiped him. Her eyes closed as her tongue lathered around his nipples and she wrapped her lips around each one. Suckling and nipping as he had before, taking one in between her teeth to twist and roll it gently. Her tongue brushing across it as she pulled on it. His sounds and stresses the further she went eventually made her release his nipple not wanting to cause pain and she soothed him by licking and kissing softly for a while. Her hands moved in opposite directions, one to support herself under his arm and the other to dive behind her and clutch at his balls.

"Master, I think I'm getting close to another orgasm."

Her words were soft as she looked up into his eyes and lay herself down against his chest to kiss the nape of his neck, her fingers only now able to lightly stroke between the balls as she drew her muscles tight around his shaft and lifted her hips before relaxing and sliding back down onto him fully. Jade repeated this over and over as she plucked kisses up his neck and started to curl her tongue around his earlobe. "I want you to take over again, and release all that tension, and anger and emotion from today into me. Wake tomorrow a fresh person, and know I accepted it with much pleasure and willingness just as I accept the key. Use me Master Johnathon, and pleasure both yourself the way you dream of." Jade could tell that he reacted to those words and let her hair fluttered down each side of his face like a private curtain for just the two of them as she stared down into his eyes and took his bottom lip in between her lips. A teasing, loving nip backed up by a more delicate and sensitive kiss.

Her words, her warning, had he not given permission to come freely, to soak him in her juices should she feel the need? Johnathon answered, "then cum pet whenever and however often you like." But something was missing for him, no matter how good she felt there was a piece missing. Some subtle thing gone from the abandon in which she rode him, her words a mystery thereafter her body so close to him. Her breasts crushed against his chest and her words as if far away.

"Release your tension... I want you... With so much pleasure.... Use me Master... Pleasure yourself the way you dream."
All her words crashed together, her hot tight cunt bent hammering down upon him. Her fingers teasing and torturing in their touch to his swollen balls, pumping and churning away to create seed. when her hair fell across his face and all he could see was her, she kissed him, and he kissed her back, softly, sweetly, each touch of want pouring into it. He wanted her so badly. On her knees.

The kiss parted and he looked her, deep in the eyes, letting her see exactly the cravings he had. His hands guided her off of him her pussy releasing the thick heated shaft with an audible slurp, from their juices, and her tight hold. His soft hands turned hard holding her there on her knees as he rose and pushed her to her arms, her ass raised high in the air. Like the self same tiger his lust rising he stalked behind her, Her face pressed to the sheets, until she could feel him, the hard tip of his cock, pressed against her hot little hole. So wet, and so hard, he met little resistance as he slid into her, groaning as he felt himself sink home. His hands gathered her hair long dark and gorgeous letting her raise her head as he looked ahead to the headboard and with a hidden switch let it come to a mirror.

Her gorgeous breasts hanging down under her the swell and curve of her ass, open before him, the flare of her hips and the slimness of her waist. And the long sinuous, curve of her spine, soft and smooth bare to his gaze with her hair wrapped into his fist, she was sublimely beautiful moaning around his prick. His breathing came ragged and heavy, Johnathon's eyes almost galzed as he reached up and slapped one of the firm round orbs of her ass causing the flesh to jiggle, and her to jump slightly. Using her hair he plowed further into her, before pulling out, the easy motion of his fucking speeding, to something breakneck, punctuated with staccato cracks of his hand across her bottom, it's flat surface trying to bring red to her dark skin, his hips trying in every way to outdo the flat of his palm. there in the mirror he could see her, eyes lidded, mouth open and his own pleasures written across his face, the way his eyes followed the shape of her heavy breasts swinging, back and forth on her torso as he slammed into her his body moving hers and his tight grip on her hair the only thing keeping her there.

"Sweet jade, So beautiful, your face your body, the curve of your everything, you're a perfect stone, and a perfect piece of pleasure." His thrusts were wild now, no rhythm beyond a sharp savage beat, the crashing of his body over hers, waves on a shoreline the endless deep ocean forever lapping at the shore. His cries mingling with hers. Until he could feel her around him, threatening an explosion, he held back waiting for hers and once finished, he stopped. His hips twitching as he looked at her in the mirror. "Your breasts." His voice was the same calm collected tone it has always been. Tinged along each edge though with a deep need. "I want to feel them, I want to feel you using them to bring me to my climax. On your knees and wrap my shaft in those soft bosoms. And soon you'll have your reward, my mark upon you."

His words could almost have echoed, as he pulled from her sitting at the edge of the bed, wanting, waiting.This is what he desired from her, something aria could not, and pearl was reticent to give. He wanted her now, and wanted her to see what she'd brought him too, watch her touch and wear every last seed.
 
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Edward was dressed, and groomed when Anderson led Angel back into his bedroom. The only part of Angel that could be clearly seen were her hands. If he looked hard enough, he could make out Angel's eyes beyond the veil. He knew that she could see through the veil well enough.

Edward looked at her, then headed out to the dining room to have breakfast. He headed to his place at the table, and sat down. The server entered the room, looking a little nervous.

"Yes, Michael, what is the problem?"

"Ummm... Sir... Miss Celeste, sir, is... eating in the kitchen with the cook."

"Well, please invite Celeste to join us in here, and bring whatever breakfast she has remaining to her place at the table." Edward pointed at the seat to his left hand side. "Please bring the low table to when Angel is seated. She will be eating there."

Michael nodded, and briskly walked out of the dining room. When he got back to the kitchen, he walked up to where Celeste was eating. "Excuse me, Miss Celeste, Mister Macquarie is waiting you in the dining room." He reached out to take her plate, and walk to the dining room. He looked over at the cook, "Mister Macquarie and Miss Angel are ready to receive their breakfasts." The cook nodded in reply, preparing the required food.
 
Angel sank to her knees at the exact spot he had indicated; slightly hampered by the multitude of unaccustomed clothing she was wearing. Stoically she awaited her table and her food, her eyed downcast and avoiding those of her Master.
 
Celeste smiled and followed him to the dining room and sat down where her plate was set. She continued to eat her breakfast and was soon finished. She sat back in her chair and waited to be told what to do next.
 
Jade had been on the verge of orgasm almost immediately when he entered her from behind, the pressure increased from her thighs remaining more closed than before. Each thrust causing her to cry out in pleasure, and eventually after her voice could probably have been heard out in the hallways, and echoing through the mansion to a certain extent she felt herself reach her peak. He held her back against him so she couldn't be knocked forward from his forceful slapping against her, nor from her reaction to the spanking. Her face scrunched up initially to the sharp cracks against her flesh, his palm leaving a stinging imprint that she couldn't nurse. But when she was reminded of her imminent orgasm by a blissful shock as he adjusted to slam into her hard and deeply, the pain his hand caused disappeared. She tensed up and arched her back, before crying out in a long shrill moan and felt herself weaken. Johnathon continued to push her through the orgasm, but she didn't ask him to stop. She originally almost collapsed to her stomach, yet couldn't because he still held a sturdy grip on her hair. His power making her clench her muscles around his shaft firmly and whimper in ecstasy as she was pushed into a dream.

"Your breasts."

"I want to feel them, I want to feel you using them to bring me to my climax. On your knees and wrap my shaft in those soft bosoms. And soon you'll have your reward, my mark upon you."


Jade collapsed into the sheets as he released her hair and withdrew his burning cock from between her overly pleased pussy lips. A slurp an audible indication of a powerful spasm shooting up her spine from the withdrawal. Her breath was hot, and her forehead and body was layered in sweat, never having partaken in such a physically exhausting and sexually pleasing activity. He knew how to bleed her of all her bliss, and she couldn't think because of it.

"Yes sir..." she moaned, rolling off the bed to kneel on the floor between his legs. Her thighs and stomach muscles aching from her having to move. But she pushed herself to bring a hand to each of her firm breasts and enveloped his slick throbbing shaft. Pressing down to increase the pressure as she began to bring them up and down along the length of his shaft. Her eyes fixed on his before looking down at the head of his member as she waited with baited breath for the reward he would give her. She leaned in as her breasts touched his waist to suckled and kiss his tip, and let her tongue circle and examine his slit before placing another soft kiss and withdrawing to continue the motion of milking him with her breasts.
 
"Good morning, Celeste. I hope you slept well."

"Celeste, today I would like for us to start learning to trust each other. To that end, today you are permitted to speak without seeking my permission. Before we go to much further, behind me is Angel, who is being punished for inappropriate behaviour which caused me a great deal of pain. She will not speak, nor will she touch anyone for the remainder of the day." Edward looked sad as he spoke, and his head started to turn on a couple of occasions but he stopped himself.

"Celeste, you have shared yourself with me in one manner already, but I think we should go back to the beginning. I would like for us to go for a walk into the gardens, find somewhere shady, and spend some time talking and kissing."

He looked at Celeste while she thought it over. While he was waiting, he stopped and checked is Angel had finished her breakfast.

"Shall we go and explore the gardens, Celeste?"
 
Celeste smiled at him, "Yes Master, I would like that very much. Perhaps we could stop by the stables for just a moment. If you don't mind, Master?" She waited expectantly for her Master to answer her question. She was dying to see Star this morning if only for a moment.
 
"Yes Master, I would like that very much. Perhaps we could stop by the stables for just a moment. If you don't mind, Master?"

"Of course we can do that. Let's go now." Edward stood up, and extended his hand to Celeste. "We shall go via the stables, where you can look upon the mount that you have taken a liking to, and then that can be one of the things we can talk about."

The two slowly hand in hand towards the stables, Angel following behind precisely where she had been instructed to be. Edward made no other moves, nor did he speak to Celeste further as they approached the stables. He stopped at the stable doors, looking inside.

"Go on, Celeste, go have a look at any of the horses. Just do not enter any of the stalls at this time. You may touch the horses, pat and stroke them if you wish." He enjoyed watching her as she wandered in. He felt small pangs of sorrow for her, for what she had endured that brought her to him. She was stronger than she gave herself credit for, and Edward would get Celeste to tap into that strength. The thought of a more confident, assured Celeste brought a smile to his face.
 
Celeste smiled as they walked to the stables. "Go on, Celeste, go have a look at any of the horses. Just do not enter any of the stalls at this time. You may touch the horses, pat and stroke them if you wish." She grabbed a couple of sugar cubes that were by the doors and went to Star's stall. She smiled when she came as soon as Celeste came in the stable. She walked over to her and smiled she fed her the cubes and laid her cheek against Star's head. She rubbed her muzzle and kissed her head. "I will be back as soon as I can. I promise." She laid her head against Star's and smiled when she neighed. She smiled, kissed her again and walked back to her Master. "Thank you for indulging me, Master."
 
Edward was laughing slightly as Celeste walked back.

"Thank you for indulging me, Master."

"You're welcome, Celeste. I find it a little funny that you would befriend that particular horse." He took her hand again, walking out into the garden proper. "I think it's only fitting that Celeste has taken a liking to Celestial Light. Maybe there is something karmic about it." After a few minutes, Edward found a nice shady spot with a good few of the ocean. He sat down, and had Celeste sit close, within arm's reach.

"Do you love all animals, or do horses hold a special place in your heart? I remember seeing a note concerning a pet you had to leave behind. I am sorry about that, but we need to be careful as to what animals are introduced to the Island."
 
Jade had been on the verge of orgasm almost immediately when he entered her from behind, the pressure increased from her thighs remaining more closed than before. Each thrust causing her to cry out in pleasure, and eventually after her voice could probably have been heard out in the hallways, and echoing through the mansion to a certain extent she felt herself reach her peak. He held her back against him so she couldn't be knocked forward from his forceful slapping against her, nor from her reaction to the spanking. Her face scrunched up initially to the sharp cracks against her flesh, his palm leaving a stinging imprint that she couldn't nurse. But when she was reminded of her imminent orgasm by a blissful shock as he adjusted to slam into her hard and deeply, the pain his hand caused disappeared. She tensed up and arched her back, before crying out in a long shrill moan and felt herself weaken. Johnathon continued to push her through the orgasm, but she didn't ask him to stop. She originally almost collapsed to her stomach, yet couldn't because he still held a sturdy grip on her hair. His power making her clench her muscles around his shaft firmly and whimper in ecstasy as she was pushed into a dream.

"Your breasts."

"I want to feel them, I want to feel you using them to bring me to my climax. On your knees and wrap my shaft in those soft bosoms. And soon you'll have your reward, my mark upon you."


Jade collapsed into the sheets as he released her hair and withdrew his burning cock from between her overly pleased pussy lips. A slurp an audible indication of a powerful spasm shooting up her spine from the withdrawal. Her breath was hot, and her forehead and body was layered in sweat, never having partaken in such a physically exhausting and sexually pleasing activity. He knew how to bleed her of all her bliss, and she couldn't think because of it.

"Yes sir..." she moaned, rolling off the bed to kneel on the floor between his legs. Her thighs and stomach muscles aching from her having to move. But she pushed herself to bring a hand to each of her firm breasts and enveloped his slick throbbing shaft. Pressing down to increase the pressure as she began to bring them up and down along the length of his shaft. Her eyes fixed on his before looking down at the head of his member as she waited with baited breath for the reward he would give her. She leaned in as her breasts touched his waist to suckled and kiss his tip, and let her tongue circle and examine his slit before placing another soft kiss and withdrawing to continue the motion of milking him with her breasts.

Her motions were slow, practiced, and not without soreness, how rough he'd been on her. His hard motions, each thunderous slap. Now here she was, on her knees on the pillow he'd dropped for her, between his legs tasting herself of his thick cock as she wrapped it in the soft squishy confines of her breasts. In her first stroke he fell back to the bed, his arms splayed, and her second sent him right back down as she pressed tightening the fleshy vice of her warm tit-flesh. He moaned, deeply and with passion, his cry, shuddering like his body, and her continued motions the gentle licks and explorations of his slit, and the teasing motions of her suckling mouth made him weak, each tender squeeze and stroke of her breasts brought him back.

"Oh my sweet, you do so much, try so hard, you'll go far with such a willingness to serve." His hands clenched the sheets of the bed as he gazed to her seeing her eyes and locking stares with her, a fiery intensity rushing through between them, the connection of their eyes almost as powerful as the connection of his cock trapped between her soft pumping breasts. More and More, her strokes became wanting, her voice in his ears asking, pleading for his mark upon her, for his seed to decorate her dark features. His willpower eroded, under her wants, who was the master now, with her in complete control of his pleasure, taking him to such heights. No he still was, her voice pleading asking him, wanting him, desiring a reward. Her reward.

"Oh Jade. Here is your reward, your master gifts you with his seed."

His groaned his cry out, the words were merely a warning, some perfunctory thing as his hips bucked under her, the first jet of his seed arcing between her breasts, bubbling through the tight shaft with the ferocity of liquid magma, hot and scalding seed through the tunnel of her decolletage, and then spurting weakly to spatter the tops of her chest. His balls tightened, the warning salvo complete, the second jet thick, twin ropes flying from the slit of his cock to hang thickly over her lips and cheeks, breaking and hanging, a net to catch the repeated shots of his weapon, each thick strand of his jizz a salute to her efforts, as she never abated her breasts keeping him trapped, while hos groans hung in the hair heavy as his cum on her face. Four, five, six, an ounce of semen clung to her body while the final dribbles and drops weak spurts of white rain fell, a streamer from her forehead falling to coat nipple to nipple in a long chain. "Oh dear crown jewel, you look so gorgeous in your reward, coated in my seed."

She was a mess, but his mess, painted in thick streams, covering her face and breasts, and still he could feel it ooze from his spent shaft. "There are warmed towels in the pot to your left, they'll assist, if you must shower I will wait for you in my bed. But truly you are terrific. I think we'll get along splendidly. And if it got to your eye we'll find you some glasses for next time."
 
Angel was content to be ignored as celeste and her Master ate their breakfast, this was in infact how she preferred it, secretly she wished her so called punishment could go on forever. She was a

million miles away her breakfast untouched and almost missed their leaving; arising just in time to follow them to where ever they were going. On automatic pilot she followed them around for the rest

of the he day like a well trained puppy oblivious of their preseance or conversations.
 
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Pearl looked deep into Aria's eyes, the pain was palpable, and Pearl's world spun, what could have happened to take her normally self-confident mistress to the edge of hysteria, to the point of crying in front of her- which never happened, ever?

Squeezing her hand gently, she watched as Aria's graceful form molded itself against her and her arms found themselves around her, allowing her to relax into her, providing a refuge from the storm she was obviously going through. Planting a small kiss on Aria's cheek, she couldn't help but look shocked when Aria whispered "...not Mistress...perhaps not Aria..." and began to cry again, the rawness of her sobs painful and stabbing Pearl with every drop.

"What...what can you mean? You will always be my Mistress, and I will always be your Pearl, nothing can change that!" she said, a note of hysteria changing her voice. "Are...you....don't want me? Ohdon'tgivemeaway!" she said, her breath catching in her throat, her body stiffening.

After a second, she realized her self-centredness and regained composure, refocusing and asking Aria what she meant in a clearer voice.

Aria looked up at Pearl. She was hurting even her Pearl? How? She'd never meant to hurt anybody. Aria shook her head and then lay back on the bed, so tired, sleep felt like a warm blanket and it was slowly covering her, "No, Pearl. I will always love you. But the Master of the house...I think I've lost him forever." her voice was thick with sleepiness and she closed her eyes in exhaustion.
 
((Mmmm....so yummy, actually made me a little hungry there.))

Jade had heard him starting to be pleasured but hadn't expected he would enjoy the act to such an extent. Surely if he wanted this to be done to him, he only had to ask or command it from one of the other girls. But he was squirming and rolling in pleasure in front of her even before her lips touched him. Her first thoughts went to her maybe causing him some sense of pain to force him onto his back so intensely. But there was no shout of pain, no command to stop, no punishment. Jade enjoyed the taste, the feel and the texture as she sucked and lapped the tip of his member, and knew that her thighs were beginning to get drips of her own arousal running down them. His moaning, and he words were showing her the extent that she pleased him, and it drove her on to improve with each motion to milk his member.

She spoke to him as he moaned, and he gave off waves of how good what she was doing must of felt. Wanting him to let her taste his seed, she wanted him to enjoy the release as she received her reward. Her tongue ran over her lips as he started to reply, and she waited tensely and started to push her breasts together more, moaning and gasping as she felt them light with a buzz of electricity from the friction and the pressure and the sensations. Her nipples almost touched together as she held them wrapped around his cock. Her mind starting to drift back towards the gutter and it was only her fear of a punishment that stopped her from speaking to him as some normal man. She squeezed her hands to twist her breasts and enjoyed the pleasure that she got out of it, her fingers pinching her nipples.

Then after time slowed around them from pure concentration he gave her the reward, and she was shocked at how much he was producing. A couple of long strands she had expected, enough to lick off her chin and be done with, but this was never ending. It made her feel weak in the knees as he shot beads all over her. The warning shot was more like what the men she had been with previously had came like, and then he actually seriously started to cum. And she felt drenched in his warm thick creamy juice, and licked what was within reach of her mouth in to savor it's flavor.

"Oh Master, you surprised me with the reward, so much. How did I get so lucky?" she cried out, as his taste registered and she decided that she loved its sweetness. So much that she almost jumped at the chance to release him from her grip between those breasts and lick all over him. To collect any of the white fluid that may have bubbled out down his shaft and onto his waist, thighs or balls. God her tongue lavished his skin, and she moaned to be able to swallow his seed. Her lips becoming covered as she sucked any remaining residue off his skin. Her mouth wrapping around his cock to draw any remaining cum into her mouth, and to draw even more pleasure from her Master.

"Your taste is so sweet, I think I'll be addicted to you, and suffer to not have you Master Johnathon. Oh god." Jade leaned back once his skin was clean and wiped her own face, her fingers collecting his godly cream and she sucked it into her mouth to follow the rest down, enjoying such a meal extremely. The final strand she collected and watched herself wind around her fingers was the crowning strand between her forehead and her breasts. And she devoured her fingers to clean them, letting out a whimper to have it all gone. Slowly, after trying to find more she could clean up she realized her almost animalistic rush, and hoped she had not cut his pleasure in watching her short by having rushed such a duty.

"There are warmed towels in the pot to your left, they'll assist, if you must shower I will wait for you in my bed. But truly you are terrific. I think we'll get along splendidly. And if it got to your eye we'll find you some glasses for next time."

His words fell onto her ears and she looked to the pot, withdrawing several hot towels before wiping her face, and between her legs to soak up the dribbles that were visible down her thighs. He was allowing her a shower, and she stood to accept it, worrying that his seed would dry in her hair and that she wouldn't be able to get it out without excess trouble. "Thank you sir, I'll clean up and warm you as you sleep if it wouldn't be too much to ask. And I enjoyed that immensely, and am very pleased to hear you also enjoyed it Master Johnathon. I also believe I will enjoy my place here, the welcome has been much better than I ever expected, even with the unfortunate business with Lady Aria. Please excuse me whilst I shower."

Jade quickly headed off to the shower, and moaned when the sponge she used to clean herself rubbed coarsely between her legs and over her breasts. But she didn't push herself to orgasm, she was more than happy with her night and her sexual appetite was filled. Squeezing as much water from her hair as she stepped from the shower the long stands stuck to her back, and she wiped her skin clean. Yet his taste remained in her mouth, and she would savor it for as long as possible, unsure when she would be delighted to sample it again. Returning to his bed, with slightly wet hair still she crawled in and lay against his chest, and kept herself lower than he was. Unsure how to act after such a wonderful night.

"I'm happy to be here Master. More than happy to please you."
 
Edward was laughing slightly as Celeste walked back.

"Thank you for indulging me, Master."

"You're welcome, Celeste. I find it a little funny that you would befriend that particular horse." He took her hand again, walking out into the garden proper. "I think it's only fitting that Celeste has taken a liking to Celestial Light. Maybe there is something karmic about it." After a few minutes, Edward found a nice shady spot with a good few of the ocean. He sat down, and had Celeste sit close, within arm's reach.

"Do you love all animals, or do horses hold a special place in your heart? I remember seeing a note concerning a pet you had to leave behind. I am sorry about that, but we need to be careful as to what animals are introduced to the Island."

Celeste smiled, "I love all animals, Master. You must be referring to my cat, Winny. I rescued her. She holds a very special place in my heart and I hope that she is being taken care of." She sighed and laid back on the grass. It was so relaxing out here.
 
Celeste smiled, "I love all animals, Master. You must be referring to my cat, Winny. I rescued her. She holds a very special place in my heart and I hope that she is being taken care of." She sighed and laid back on the grass. It was so relaxing out here.

"Winny? Why that particular name? It seems an unusual name for a cat. As for her care, I am sure that she is being well cared for. The cattery in question is one of the better ones in the country. The staff there love animals too, and make them feel like they're in a home, rather than a boarding kennel."

Edward admired Celeste's form as she laid down on the grass. He chose the style of dress specifically, as well as the colour and the fabric type. The dress rested on Celeste's body, showing off her shape beautifully, leaving little to the imagination concerning her various body parts. But the colour of the fabric concealed it from his eye, and that barrier fueled his imagination, and his memories, which made it far more tantalizing than having her lying there naked.

"Celeste, if there was just one thing you could take away from this island when the time came for you to leave, what would it be? What one aspect of your life, of you, would you like changed for the better?"
 
Celeste smiled when he asked about her cat's name. "Winny is her nickname. Her name is Wednesday Hope. I am glad that she is being cared for by good people. I actually found her as a kitten wandering around the parking lot where I worked." She looked up at him and grinned as she noticed him staring at her body. She rolled over onto her back and rested her chin on her arms.

"Celeste, if there was just one thing you could take away from this island when the time came for you to leave, what would it be? What one aspect of your life, of you, would you like changed for the better?"

"Hmmm......my ability to trust people. I would like to be able to open myself to others without my great fear of getting hurt."
 
"Winny is her nickname. Her name is Wednesday Hope. I am glad that she is being cared for by good people. I actually found her as a kitten wandering around the parking lot where I worked."

"So would I right in guessing that you found her one Wednesday?"

Edward was happy that Celeste was comfortable with him looking at her body as a man sometimes looked at a woman's body. He knew that she had some concerns about her body image, namely the scars from her abuse. To him, as they did not mar her skin greatly, nor made her in any manner hideous, he saw them not as a flaw, more as a unique feature of her. They stood testimony to her strength and resilience to have made it through such events. He hoped that he could convince her to see them the same way.

As she rolled over, the deliberate design of the dress exposed her legs, and some of her derriere. He leaned over, and adjusted the dress so that she was not too exposed. He would have happily left her like that, bit he was helping to establish trust with her, and that was one little demonstration that she could trust him. When he looked back at her face, she was resting her head on her arms, looking relaxed and at ease.

"Hmmm......my ability to trust people. I would like to be able to open myself to others without my great fear of getting hurt."

Edward nodded. "Yes, that would be a very useful thing to have gained from your time here. It is my hope that you will leave here with more than just that. Of course, you are more than welcome to remain as long as you like.

"You might find this strange, but this is a challenge for me as well. Given my business dealings, it pays not to let people get too close and know how I feel and what I am thinking. Plus, it has been while since I have women like you and Angel in my life." He took a deep breath, and looked out over the ocean.
 
As angel followed Celeste and her Master around it became harder and harder for her to hide within her own mind as she became more and more hot and uncomfortable in the hooded thing she was wearing. She could feel the sweat trickling down between her breasts and her hair was sticking to her back and shoulders.

Finally they sat down and angel took her place behind her Master trying not to fidget prayering that they would get out of the heat and return home soon. Looking down at her hands, not wishing to lay her eyes on Him, she started to pay a little more attention, their words becoming more in focus.

His heartfelt ,"You might find this strange, but this is a challenge for me as well. Given my business dealings, it pays not to let people get too close and know how I feel and what I am thinking. Plus, it has been while since I have women like you and Angel in my life.” caught her attention fully....

Raising her eyes to look at him as He stared out across the ocean, she couldn’t doubt the sincerity of His words, they sounded so lonely they cut her to her very heart. She wanted so much to reach out and smooth his cares away to simply hold Him in her arms.

Sighing she forced herself to remember who He was and who she was, She had to be strong; she had lost her heart to Him and soon would loose her soul, He would warm His bed with her.. molding her as He desired and then discard her... she was sure of it. Better He be lonely and she alone she thought. The small silent tears falling from her eyes fell unnoticed to mingle with the moisture between her beasts.
 
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