Dominance

As the women entered Johnathon could feel a rising in his loins, each woman so perfectly playing their role. Aria; trained, submissive, sensual. A seductress of the highest caliber. From her makeup and flaming red hair, atop her head like a beacon of lust. Her full red lips, perfect for giving untold pleasure, eager to serve, and her fine figure enhanced by her corset and stockinged legs.

Then Cat. Curious as her namesake, full of feline grace and yet; for all her wondrous strength, she was terrified it seemed. Her eyes wide with excitement, while her face held all the innocence of one who'd rarely if ever exploredher own body. To say nothing of a lover's.

"Sit at my sides and let us eat first, then My Aria I would like you to stand at the foot of my bed upon the right, and Cat stand at the left." Their positions important. There was a lockable hook on a sliding, motorized track on the back of the left bed post, and the chest between them contained many toys, including the few he thought of now. Handcuffs a few vibrating clips and the adjustable spreader bar he was thinking of using soon. After dinner.
 
As the women entered Johnathon could feel a rising in his loins, each woman so perfectly playing their role. Aria; trained, submissive, sensual. A seductress of the highest caliber. From her makeup and flaming red hair, atop her head like a beacon of lust. Her full red lips, perfect for giving untold pleasure, eager to serve, and her fine figure enhanced by her corset and stockinged legs.

Then Cat. Curious as her namesake, full of feline grace and yet; for all her wondrous strength, she was terrified it seemed. Her eyes wide with excitement, while her face held all the innocence of one who'd rarely if ever exploredher own body. To say nothing of a lover's.

"Sit at my sides and let us eat first, then My Aria I would like you to stand at the foot of my bed upon the right, and Cat stand at the left." Their positions important. There was a lockable hook on a sliding, motorized track on the back of the left bed post, and the chest between them contained many toys, including the few he thought of now. Handcuffs a few vibrating clips and the adjustable spreader bar he was thinking of using soon. After dinner.

Aria nodded solumnly, "Yes, Master Jonathon."s he said softly, moving into their positons without preamble and pouring wine for he and for herself, and water for Cat as Cat laid out the foods and prepared a plate for their Master. They would take what he told them to eat this evening. Perhaps, thought Aria, she might even get to enjoy feeding her little PussyCat. "Master, shall I feed you? Or Cat? I'm feeling nurturing this evening."
 
Angel calculated that it was 3 days or so since she had last eaten and since no one had come to fetch her, she was wondering if she should make her own way down stairs.

In normal circumstance she would have ignored the aching in the pit of her gut she would have curled up and zoned out.

The circumstances here were far from normal she was expected to think for herself. Well so be it, with a last look into the mirror she went down stairs in search of food.

Arriving at the dining room, unsure of the time to her dismay she found Pearl..

Smiling sweetly her eyes down cast her melodic voice low and deferential she spoke, “Good morning Mistress I do hope that you slept well forgive me for I am unsure as to how I should address you?” As Pearl was the only one in the dinning room she further asked. “May Angel be seated please?”
 
Angel sat considering Pearl’s words understanding and compssion in her heart….


“May Angel speak freely Miss Pearl?”
 
Unused to lengthy speech Angel took a deep breath gathered her thoughts and began...

“This girl.. I mean I would appreciate your help if it is freely given." Looking into the eyes of Pearl she continued slowly.

“I am a well trained slave; I have been trained from birth to serve. I am not meek or fragile nor am I new to this lifestyle.

Meek no…… I am obedient
Fragile………If that were so I would be dead now
New……….. Only too this form of slavery


I am simply out of my depth here. I am unused to social interactions and they scare me, I too came her unprepared for what I would find.

In my former household I was merely an instrument designed and used for my Masters pleasure. I was not allowed to speak or think for myself, I had no posessions. My sole world was that of my Masters pleasure and the ensuing punishment that would occur if I failed in this, also a pleasure for my Master!

I slept chained to the foot of His bed.I was fed from His hand. My world was ordered and predictable I as an individual did not exist.


I have no interests, beyond those of wanting and being able to sexually pleasure Master Edward. I am trained in dance, massage and reflexology though I have never been asked to use them.

I am open and willing to learn all that I can from you.. though to be honest at this point I can not fathom the use of learning more talents beyond that it they help me blend in here.

Know this however…. Celeste is my sister, forced upon me I have come to love and cherish her. I will protect her with my life. She new to this lifestyle and comes from an abusive back ground, she needs understanding, love and guidance, not condemnation or censure. I will survive regardless of what I am subjected to....with out help she will not!


Angel continued to look into the eyes of Miss Pearl as she spoke hers filled with earnest candor, “I have no wish to give offense and if given an honest chance I will support Miss Pearl and try with all my heart to learn all I can from her”

Dropping her eyes Angel was silent.
 
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Aria nodded solumnly, "Yes, Master Jonathon."s he said softly, moving into their positons without preamble and pouring wine for he and for herself, and water for Cat as Cat laid out the foods and prepared a plate for their Master. They would take what he told them to eat this evening. Perhaps, thought Aria, she might even get to enjoy feeding her little PussyCat. "Master, shall I feed you? Or Cat? I'm feeling nurturing this evening."

Aria's question made him chuckle. "I think that you may both do it, but by all means you may feed each other. I think I would enjoy the sight thoroughly." He signaled for a piece of German butter cheese. "Would you pass me a piece."

Logically he knew they had to eat. Cat was likely famished having been gagged during the luncheon, another reason to let Aria feed her. it would prevent her from over eating and feeling bloated on rich foods. Of which there were few but still enough to make a queasy feeling. However there was still the part of him. Impatient now that he was so close that simply wanted to see Cat's head buried between Aria's thigh's and his First slave's mouth happily sucking upon his shaft. A deep breath helped him control his urges for the meal, though he was certain Aria's watchful eye would notice the subtle twitch his shaft gave under the robe.
 
Aria bit her bottom lip as she sensed her Master's arousal beginning to grow as whatever he imagined went through his mind while he watched them. She smiled and reached up to offer him the cheese he requested. Then, she also offered a slice to Cat, feeding her several before moving on to let the girl have a bite of strawberry in return for the one fed to her. Taking a sip of her wine, she shared a knowing look with Master Jonathon, smiling his way as she watched once more, his arousal was much more pronounced beneath his robe than it had been a moment earlier. Still, she remained quiet about it and they continued their meal...
 
Juice dribbled down Aria's chin from the strawberry she'd been given by Cat. Johnathon swallowed heavily as he leaned in, to wipe the small trail from her chin and bring it back to her mouth, letting her sensually take the drip from his finger.

"Aria. Are you enjoying your meal?" Her knowing look incited him further though outwardly he remained still and calm, "and Cat is the meal to your liking?" He could tell looking at her that the thick panties were driving her mad.
 
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Raising her eyes sipping her tea thus emulating Miss Pearl, Angel listened intently to all that this fascinating woman had to say.

With no frame of reference and therefore no real understanding of many of the things she spoke of, nevertheless, she filled them away for further contemplation.

“I think that I would like to try.....

I did love the basket of lovely things that Mistress Aria sent me, I have my very own brush and shampoo and lotions,” she said excitedly.


Not just a vassal, what did that mean?

“Other things beyond the sensual arts?” she asked

Angel searched her minds eye looking for other possibilities.

With a very serious face she said,“Hmmm maybe I could learn golf?’

Busting into a fit of infectious giggles she almost dropped her tea cup….
 
Still giggling angel put her cup down carefully Miss Pearl had taken her words quite literally "Golf is a good pursuit to know about. I know my Master likes his girls to know some of the rules and we play together sometimes.

"No no noo.." Angel spluttered between giggles. "I am so sorry I was joking imagining myself swinging that silly stick thing almost naked, sooo funny, golf no thank you its looks so boring, I would like to move."

Calming her laughter, Angel asked, “Maybe if you could give me a list of things to choose from?”

Angel realized that this serious woman sitting demurely across from her was really trying to help.

Thinking hard she offered.

“I find what little I have seen of the island it to be a beautiful place. I have spent most of my life indoors constrained or caged. I think that I would love to run..I would like to feel the wind in my face my hair streaming free….. I would love to fly like a bird........

Could Angel learn to run please?”
 
Angel studied Miss Pearl from her place at the table thinking, to be more than she was?

Angel had visions of herself in her head, laughing, dancing, and twirling free through the flowers outside. She didn’t want to be caged again indoors studying languages or anything else for that matter; she wanted her body to be free. She wanted to shout and make noise lots of noise. Should she tell Miss Pearl this?

Angel didn’t really know how to become more than a vassal; what she did know however, was that she didn’t want silence and that she didn’t want stillness, that she did very much want to be out of the box she had been living in.

Surprising herself at her own introspection she wondered if this calm and collected woman could ever understand angel’s need to be free and unfettered if only in her own mind’s eye..

Smiling across the table at Miss Pearl a twinkle in her eye she simply said, “Thank you Miss Pearl ”
 
Taking the plunge looking at Miss Pearl Angel voiced her thoughts

“I want to laugh dance and twirl and run through the flowers outside. I don’t want to be confined indoors studying languages or anything else for that matter; I want my body to be free. I need to shout to make noise lots of noise. I no longer want the stillness and I very much want to get out of this box I am/was in.

I want my Master to love and cherish me ……I.”


Freezing in mid sentence Angel wondered if she'd said to much……
 
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Saying nothing Angel shivered at the thought. basic etiquette, protocol, check levels of English, history, art history, medical knowledge,

Those were the studies of a child completed long ago and half forgotton..........
 
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Celeste was nervously awaiting what her Master had in store for her when the phone rang. Edward got up to answer it. She waited for him to return but he took quite awhile. Her stomach began to rumble loudly and she realized she hadn't eaten in the past few days. When she realized that Master might be gone for awhile, she got up and got dressed. She braided her hair and tied it with a ribbon she found in a dresser drawer. Smiling she walked out of her room and went downstairs. She found Angel and Pearl in the dining room. Grinning she came in and sat down next to Angel, "Hello, how is everyone?"
 
Relieved that her sister had shown up Angel turned and have her a joyous hug, "I thought you would never get here, I am starving!" she exclaimed.
 
Celeste smiled and hugged Angel back, "I am starving and I followed the smell of food. What have ya'll been talking about it?"
 
Turning to Miss Pearl Angel enquired, “It is almost 6.30a.m do we have to wait for Master Edward before we eat.”
 
Celeste thought back to when she was little and her dad was alive. "I love horses. Could I do something with horses?" She had loved riding horses with her dad when she was little. It was such a happy time that she liked to hold on too.
 
Anderson

Before Pearl could reply to Celeste’s question, Anderson arrived standing deferentially in the doorway.

Coughing to get their attention he intoned. “Master Edward had been detained. He said to tell his ladies that they should eat without him, and to entertain themselves until his return. Miss Pearl before he leaves he would like to speak with you in his study, this way if you please”

He left the room with Miss Pearl preceeding him.



“I wonder what has happened,” Angel asked Celeste her eyes wide.
 
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Celeste shrugged her shoulders, "I have no idea, but I am hungry and ready to eat." She reached out and grabbed a helping of eggs, sausage, and two croissants. She dug into the food and finished everything off. She grabbed her water glass and took a big drink. "I'm still hungry."
 
Angel really enjoyed watching Celeste eat with such abandon, where was she putting it all she wondered?

Equally hungry she knew from past experience that she had to eat a little by little or she would not keep it down.

“I’m taking up golf”,
she told Celeste with a very serious expression on her lovely face, waiting for her reaction tongue in cheek..
 
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Celeste busted out laughing, "Golf?! You have to be kidding. I know you were as bored as I was yesterday." She ate one more croissant and then washed it down with a big drink of water. "Do you want to go explore for awhile? I want to see if he has horses."
 
Laughing Angel grabed Celestes hands pulling her to her feet they both twirrled around the room their laughter a musical acompionment to their impromptu dance.... out of the dining room they skipped like a couple of silly school girls
 
Celeste laughed as she and Angel danced out of the room. When they were outside, Celeste spotted what looked like stables. "Lets go over there," she said pointing to the building. She grabbed Angel's hand and headed toward the building.
 
Holding her hand Angel followed curious to see what the building contained.
 
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