His Plaything (closed for CGRaven & I)

[cgraven]

Such a simple command Stanton thought as he watched his delicate little sister-in-law blush hotly Caroline’s cheeks scarlet with her shame. She hesitated only a moment before her hips began to sway seductively to a heathen rhythm hear only in her pretty little head. Delicate fingers trembled as the girl shyly unlacing the bodice of her gown. Each deep, shuttering breath seductively teasing as Caroline’s breasts strained against the ties, opening the bodice, revealing more and more of the curve of her gorgeous girlish, yet womanly figure, until her breasts finally broke free of the confines of her dress. Stanton smiled as his little pet pert breasts bounced free decorated by the vicious little clamps that Kali had so expertly fasten on to the girl’s nipples. The effect of them now taking a sensual toll on the young innocent. The intensity of the pain was gone, muted now, sending throbbing through her in time with her pulse, to her womb, and to her clit. The top of her dress was gone, and slowly the skirt followed, while she swayed and danced and displayed herself in the most provocative and lewd manner. finally, she was naked before him, save for the clamps, and she looked about, every where but at him, still swaying, and wondering if she might now be allowed to stop.


One look from the Master of the house told Caroline that she must continue.


"Please...."

Caroline’s voice trembled tears streamed down her cheeks imploring her Master to have mercy on her. Slowly Stanton undid his belt buckle ad drew it from its loops to hand by his side. A flick of his wrist and it slithered to life.

“Dance Girl!”

CRRACK

The leather strip curled around Caroline’s waist the tip licking at her breasts as he drew her to him his mouth crushing to hers in a savage kiss. Then he pushed her away with the simple command,

“ Dance my sweet pet dance to the kiss of the lash.”

 

[sallythescorpian]

“Dance Girl!”

She gasped, her eyes wide with fear.

The leather strip curled around Caroline’s waist the tip licking at her breasts as he drew her to him his mouth crushing to hers in a savage kiss. Then he pushed her away with the simple command,

“ Dance my sweet pet dance to the kiss of the lash.”

He had a gleam in his eye, and it terrified her. Hoping to avoid another painful and humiliating lash of the belt, she began to move more provocatively, hoping to distract him from administering pain.

Her hips began to undulate, as she thrust her hips, looking as though she was fucking the air, her breasts bounced shamelessly, and her face burned, cooled only by the tears that wet her cheeks.

 

[cgraven]

He had a gleam in his eye, her hips began to undulate, as she thrust her hips, looking as though she was fucking the air, her breasts bounced shamelessly, and her face burned, cooled only by the tears that wet her cheeks.

Dance my proud beauty.

Crack [/size=5][/color=scarlet]

The thick strap curls around Caroline’s waist to lick at her silken thighs.


Crack, Crack, Crack [/size=5][/color=scarlet] The sensual caress of leather its stinging kiss dance over the young innocence’s body its seductive call urging the girls to dance faster and called to her darkest longings longing so sinful she dare even admit them to herself. And yet some how Stanton knew what her supple young body craved.

 

[sallythescorpian]

On and on it went, Staunton's vicious belt licking her flesh, reddening it, welting it, kissing it with fire. Caroline began to lose all inhibitions, in an effort to distract him enough that he might put aside the belt and fuck her instead.

She picked up an elaborately carved Japanese sword, sheathed in a scabbard, and used it as part of her erotic dance, straddling it, and rubbing it along the length of her embarrassingly wet slit.

Still the belt continued, urging her on to continue her own defilement.

She went to one of the leather fireside chairs, and sat in it, hooking a leg over each arms, displaying her feminine folds lewdly. Her pussy, engorged with blood was swollen, her clit prominent, her cunt gaping slightly. Repositioning the scabbard, she began to dip it into her cunt, fucking herself with it, as she looked at her brother in law, hoping to induce him to throw the belt aside, and to take the place of the scabbard himself.

 

[cgraven]

Colonel Stanton watched as Caroline fell from grace she was magnificent as she embraced the pain of the dance as she sought to entertain him as she danced to the tuned the lash metered out . He was quite pleases as the little vixen hooked a leg over each arms of the leather chair, displaying her feminine folds lewdly to him her labia dark pink and puffy her little clit a throbbing pearl of passion wantonly displayed and begging for attention.

Caroline’s eyes were smoldering with undisguised lust as she shamelessly repositioned the scabbard then began to dip it into her cunt, fucking herself with it, as she looked at her brother in law,

Shall I clamp your nipples and clit Caroline and then fuck you like you were a little bitch or are you happy just fucking your self my sweet little whore?

 

[sallythescorpian]

Shall I clamp your nipples and clit Caroline and then fuck you like you were a little bitch or are you happy just fucking your self my sweet little whore?

Caroline gasped, shocked at the effect his words had on her traiterous body. She could feel her clit pulsing, and her cunt clenched on the scabbard. Her breathing hitched, and she flushed an even deeper red.

Her nipples throbbed, and she wondered if he would add a clit clamp to the ones that Kali had placed, the ones that were pinching her nipples. She said nothing, unable to make herself answer, but she sped up, pumping herself almost frantically with the scabbard, before she cried out, cumming hard, ashamed at the show she was putting on, and yet, helpless to stop it.

 

[cgraven]

How adorable sweet little Caroline looked as she now so eagerly defiled herself with the sword and scabbard. Stanton watch as her cheeks flushed crimson and her delicate little hands drove her unyielding lover hard faster and deeper in to her hungering cunt till at last she threw back her head to scream her sinful ecstasy for all to hear.

Very nice my sweet little whore now come here crawl to me and then stand so I may clamp your clit.”

He paused his eyes holding Caroline’s captive her sweet little soul bared to him.


“As you come to me tell me how you want to be used how you will please me with your body.”

Stanton’s dark piercing haze left the blushing beauty no place to hide. Not even from herself.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Very nice my sweet little whore now come here crawl to me and then stand so I may clamp your clit.”

His words shocked her intellect, but, at the same time, she felt her clit pulse and throb, demanding her climax. She was aroused, horribly so, and equally, she was dreadfully shocked at her own actions. The scabbard pumped wildly, and her eyes glazed, as passion overcame any and all reservations. She wanted this, she didn't understand why, or how she could, but without a doubt, she did.

“As you come to me tell me how you want to be used how you will please me with your body.”

She felt herself sliding to the floor, and allowing the scabbard to slide from her fingers, with no little reluctance, then, biting her full lower lip, and looking at her depraved brother in law, she began to crawl to him, his depravity fuelling her desire.

"U...use me! Do with me as you will... Sir! I... I want you! I want you to .... to f.. fuck me!!"

She blushed, the crudity of her own words feeliing strange and uncomfortable on her tongue. Her body hummed and throbbed, as she felt her full breasts swinging, the nipple clamps feeling tighter, cutting in, pinching her. Her hips swayed, and she moved ever closer, watching him, needing him...... in ways she did not understand.

 

[cgraven]

He had spun his web well. Strands of dark temptation, cohesion, dark passions and sweet seduction that this sweet young innocent was ill prepared to resist. Nothing in her young life had or could have prepared Caroline for him. Now it was too late, as she was caught in Stanton’s silken web as surely as the helpless fly is caught in the spider’s delicate web. Her Lord and Master watched as Caroline came to him on her hands and knees, crawling to him like a wanton kitten her ever move possessed of a graceful fluid motion so darkly seductive.

"U...use me! Do with me as you will... Sir! I... I want you! I want you to .... to f.. fuck me!!" How adorable she looked the sweet scarlet blush that kissed her cheeks as Caroline confessed her dark cravings, her unholy and sinful needs. The girl’s hips swayed suggestively, and she moved ever closer, her stunning eyes watching him, needing him...... And he could see in their smoldering depths that young Caroline needed him in ways her chaste young mind did not understand. He extended his hand to his wanton kitten as he helped her to stand on trembling legs.

“Spread your legs wider whore!!!”

He waited for her to do as she was told. He took a golden ring from his vest’s pocket and slowly curled the golden circlet through the hood of Caroline’s throbbing clit. Now her pearl of passion permanently bared Stanton smiled.

“Now return to your play toy Caroline and continue to amuse me till you cum.”

 

[sallythescorpian]

“Spread your legs wider whore!!!”

She wanted to object to the epithet, and yet, the word evoking a tremendous reaction in her, and yet, a part of her, loved it. She quivered, feeling her swollen clit pulse almost painfully. She wanted desperately to finger it.

But she complied, with humiliating speed, parting her thighs, and spreading her legs incredibly wide.

"Like this Sir?"

She queried, bracing her hands behind her, her knees spread painfully wide, as she lewdly displayed herself. Her position pulled the lips of her pussy apart, allowing her swollen clit to peek out, deep red, engorged with blood, begging for more.

The nipple clamps bit hard, but she held her position as he took a golden ring from his vest’s pocket and slowly curled the golden circlet through the hood of Caroline’s throbbing clit. , baring her clit.

The air felt cool, and she trembled. Her eyes were heavy with passion, and she bit her lip, feeling like a whore... and loving it.

“Now return to your play toy Caroline and continue to amuse me till you cum.”

Slowly she crawled back to the leather chair, her hips swaying, her wet, open cunt visible between her legs as the ring tapped against her swollen bud, tormenting her, making her desperate to cum. It was stimulating, but not sufficient to make her cum on its own. It tormented her dreadfully, but when she resumed her earlier position, and took up the scabbard, she began to pump her cunt wildly, wet sucking noises filling the confines of the study, as she watched him, watching her acts of depravity.

 

[cgraven]

"Like this Sir?"

What a little minx Caroline was as she bared herself lewdly to him, as she awaited the stinging kiss of her newest adornment. This haughty proud young beauty trembled. Her eyes were heavy with passion, and she bit her lip, feeling like a whore... and loving it as Caroline savored her latest defilement.

Stanton watched as his little concubine seductively crawled back to the leather chair, her hips swaying, her wet, open cunt visible between her legs as the ring tapped against her swollen bud, tormenting her, making her desperate to cum. He watched as again Caroline draped her legs seductively over the arms of the chair as she once again picked up the sword and scabbard and began to fuck her needy little cunt with a furry that Stanton loved. He was pleased as he watched Caroline’s progress. He savored the wet sucking noises filling the confines of the study, his eyes held her smoldering eyes captive as he watched Caroline fully embrace her acts of depravity.

“Caroline who shall have you once you cum. Do you desire Kali as she makes you kiss and savor the sweetness of her pussy forcing you to please her with your mouth or shall it be Mahatma who yearns to teach you to savor even darker passions Caroline my sweet little whore.”

He watched as the sweet young beauty fucked herself even deeper than before in her apparent desire to grasp the dark pleasure her lewd defilement at her own hands brought her.


“Pull the cord once for Kali, and twice for Mahatma….”

He paused a moment and an evil smile twisted his lips.

“……or three times if you desire both to use you.”

 

[sallythescorpian]

“Caroline who shall have you once you cum. Do you desire Kali as she makes you kiss and savor the sweetness of her pussy forcing you to please her with your mouth or shall it be Mahatma who yearns to teach you to savor even darker passions Caroline my sweet little whore.”

She was shocked. On some level at least, but for the most part, she was enflamed at his suggestion. To ask for either of the servants, to come to her, to service her like a mare..... it was humiliating. She clamped her lips shut..... but even as she did, she felt her clit swelling more, pulsing visibly, evident to Staunton.

She wanted it to go on forever, and she wanted to end it. Ultimately, she had little to say in the matter, the scabbard, now disappearing incredibly deep within her hot, wet sucking depths, as she undulated her hips, taking more and more of it.

With a cry, she threw back her head, and screamed, a scream that surely reverberated throughout the house, as she came hard. She convulsed, and then slumped as the spasms ceased, resting finally with her legs still lewdly spread, and with the sword filled scabbard protruding from her well used cunt.

Staggering to her feet, shock at her actions returning, she looked at Staunton.

"No!"

The single word seemed to echo around the room, and she looked at him with defiance.


“Pull the cord once for Kali, and twice for Mahatma….”

He paused a moment and an evil smile twisted his lips.

“……or three times if you desire both to use you.”

 

[cgraven]

Stanton watched as Caroline came hard engulfed in a white hot flash of ecstasy. He watched a little flare of defiance rose its head.

NO.

His fist balled, his knuckle white with rage but when he spoke his dark deep voice was flat emotionless. He simply repeated his command.

“Pull the cord once for Kali, and twice for Mahatma………or three times if you desire both to use you.”

He paused a moment and an evil smile twisted his lips.

“Or would you rather that I give the entire staff permission to use you Caroline.”

There was a frightening tightness to his voice.


“The scullery maid, the cook, The butler, the chamber maids as well. Do you think they would not relish to have a haughty little princess to do with as they please….”

Stanton let the words hit Caroline like a fist.


“…Oh but not only the household servants but the stable boys, the master of the hounds and every tenant farmer on the estate Caroline!”

 

[sallythescorpian]

Staunton's words shocked her............ but they also gave a picture in her mind's eyes that made her body throb with desire, and she resented that his words alone could effect her so.

She didn't want to be handed out freely, like some kind of perverted reward system, and so, glaring at him, furious, she crossed the room. She was angered, although a large portion of her fury was directed at herself, angry that he could toy with her mind, and consequently her body, with such ease.

She glared at him, and then crossed to the bell chord, and yanked angrily.. once, twice, thrice....


"No! No no!! I only intended to ring once!! How do I cancel??"

But even as she said it, Caroline's traiterous little pussy convulsed at the perversity, and her exposed, bared clit throbbed with need as she imagined herself forced to serve any that Staunton sent her way, the Indian servants.........God! Could she sink any lower???!

 

[cgraven]

In a fit of previous girlish anger Caroline stumped to the bell cord. And angrily yanked it ….. once, twice, three times..... Belatedly Caroline appeared to realize what she had done and turned to Stanton.

"No! No, no!! I only intended to ring once!! How do I cancel??"

He could see the fear in the girl’s smoldering eyes. He could smell the musky scent of her arousal. Was it all a mistake or had sweet little Caroline intentionally made the mistake that would put her in the hands of both Kali and Mahatma to serve their heathen appetites.

“Cancel Caroline, surely you jest my dear. Your are the whore of Number 69 Mayfair Place. It was you who called both to you.”

It was as he was speaking that both servants had come in answer to the bell. Their dark eyes lit as they saw the little Memsab naked in the Master’s study once more.

“You called Master?”

Mahatma inquired as he made his salaams to the Lord and Master of the house.

“No it was not I but the Little Memsab who desires to please both of you with her body.”

Ahhhh

Mahatma intoned as he turned and began to advance on the little western beauty.

So Memsab wants to play….

Kali cooed as she too began to close on the trapped little beauty.

She is yours to do with as you please for the next two days. Try and not mark her presently my pets.”

 

[sallythescorpian]

Caroline gasped in horror as the two servants entered the room, cutting of the plea for mercy that had been trembling on her lips. Her eyes were huge and she looked to Staunton, searching vainly for a sign that he was simply teasing and tormenting her, but no, it seemed her brother in law was quite in earnest.

“No it was not I but the Little Memsab who desires to please both of you with her body.”

Caroline's face heated at the implication that she desired them, and both of them at that. She frantically shook her head, but was unable to make any words come out.

She backed up as Mahatma advanced, knowing it was useless given the confines of the study. Moments later, her back pressed against the bookcase, and Mahatma pressed against her, his hands, looking huge and dark against her pale skin.

Her eyes flew to Kali who was grinning beside the big man, promising something Caroline both wanted and dreaded equally.

"She is yours to do with as you please for the next two days. Try and not mark her presently my pets.”

Shock flooded her, and she found her voice.

"No!!! Please, no!! Don't do that!! I.... I'll do whatever you demand of me, but please don't give me to them!!!!"

 

[cgraven]

"No!!! Please, no!! Don't do that!! I.... I'll do whatever you demand of me, but please don't give me to them!!!!"


Smak

Kali’s palm print blazed crimson on Caroline’s pale alabaster cheek. Her dark fingers cruelly entwined in the girl’s rich thick luxurious mane as Kali snapped Caroline’s head back her dark eyes held the girl’s captive. Her lips were just a breath away from Caroline’s her hot moist breath washing over those ripe sweet lips.

“Control yourself girl and never tell your Lord and Master No again!”


There was a cold edge of steel in Kali’s voice her eyes dark and threatening. Then with a laugh she crushed her mouth to the hapless beauty and raped her mouth with an obscene lover’s kiss. When Kali broke the kiss she hissed to the breathless beauty.

“Now dress my sweet pet and excite Mahatma as you do so.”

 

[sallythescorpian]

“Control yourself girl and never tell your Lord and Master No again!”


Caroline yelped with the pain of the smack, as unexpected as it had been. Her eyes glared at the servant girl, and she barely managed to bite back the retort that had automatically jumped to her lips, the remark intended to remind the girl of their respective stations in life.

Caroline's gasp was cut short when Kali's mocking laugh ceased and she crushed her mouth to the hapless beauty and raped her mouth with an obscene lover’s kiss. When Kali broke the kiss she hissed to the breathless beauty.

“Now dress my sweet pet and excite Mahatma as you do so.”

Caroline wanted to refuse, and she glanced to Stuanton, hoping in vain for relief from that quarter. Finally, resigned, she began to do what Kali demanded, dressing herself, terrified of what was to come.

 

[cgraven]

Kali savored the look of shock and outrage on the proud and haughty young beauty’s face. She saw the fear in Caroline’s eyes and something else something darker as the girl struggled to hold her tongue. A darkness that seem to linger deepen with the obscenity of her lover’s Kiss that demanded the little English rose give herself to Kali with out reserve.

All eyes turned to Caroline as she stood there breathless, Kali’s dark command bring Mahatma undivided attention to Caroline. He wondered if this pale beauty knew how sensual she was as she slowly, seductively rolled her stocking up her long sculptured legs, the little snap as her garters snapped around her stockings as she stood there in just her stocking feet and naked glory. He became more aroused as Caroline sensually bared the sight of her nakedness from him untill once again she stood there dressed as a modest young English Lady of modesty and civility should appear.

Caroline’s head snapped back his mouth crushed to hers as he mauled her breast trough her dress. Then it was Kali’s mouth on the hapless beauty’s demanding she surrender to the obscenity of her Kiss while Mahatma bathed Caroline’s neck and breasts with hot wet kisses.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Caroline was awash with sensation, as she was teased and tormented by both Mahatma and Kali, confusing her, keeping her on edge, keeping her off guard.

She had no way of predicting what each would do next, and that made her more vulnerable still.

Desperately, her gaze went to Staunton's, and she wondered if he would put an end to this, would he send the servants away, and laugh, having had his fun humiliating her.... but that some seemed forlorn at best. His lips curved up at the corners and he looked thoroughly entertained. In fact, the more off guard she was, the more amusing he appeared to find it.

She was at the point that she didn't know whose mouth her tongue played within, and to her rising horror, it seemed her body was just as indiscriminate in the pleasure it took from them both.

 

[cgraven]

Caroline was a sweet forbidden fruit that both Mahatma and Kali savored. Their mouths took pleasure from the sweetness of the chaste English beauty. Caroline tuned her pleading gaze to Staunton but was only met by a cold unyielding eyes.

“You may entertain your little treasure in the play room Kali. “

His gaze again returned to Caroline’s his eyes told her there would be no reprieve. For the next two days she would be theirs to do with as they pleased. No longer the mistress but now less than a servant, their slave to satisfy their sexual perversions.

Kali smiled wickedly into Caroline’s desperately pleading eyes, the back of her hand caressed the girl’s cheek as Mahatma held her firmly in his grasp his hard lean body pressed to her back, his dark arousal eagerly pressing to her.

”Come my sweet to the Play room.”

Kali’s dark fingers toyed with a book, the soft whispered of the book case as it slid opened caressed Caroline’s ears, the secret passage reveled and the stairs that led down below the Master’s study down from the sight of those that lived at Number 69 Mayfair Place, out of hearing. It was if the earth itself had opened up to swallow Caroline whole. Mahatma dragged the hapless little beauty towards the open maw of the passage and the play room that waited below.

Down , down the winding stairs he dragged Caroline, the soft whisper of the bookcase closing sealing her in with those wicked servants. Down the flickering gas lit corridor to the oaken door that slowly creaked open under the pressure of Kali’s hand. There before her was a dungeon with all manner of devices to hold and torment sweet Caroline.

“ The Rack or the “X” the cross first? “

Kali cooed before turning to Caroline.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Playroom??? Caroline looked confused. She was quite familiar with the layout of her sisters home now, and had yet to come across anything that could be considered a playroom. Did he mean one of the rooms up near the unused nursery??? Or perhaps it was something within the servants quarters??

She gasped when one of the bookcases swung open and revealed a secret passage. It was stone and lit by sconces, and led downward into a dark and forbidding pit. She struggled, not wanting to allow herself to be brought down there, but before she could put up much of a fight, she found herself thrown over the big Indian's shoulder, and removed forcibly into the dark and terrifying area below.

Each step felt like a descent into the pits of Hell, and Kali's malicious laughter rang in her ears. The sconces were gas lit, she saw, and not quite what she had thought them to be, and down they went, well below the kitchens and the wine cellar, down and down, deep into the earth. Finally they came to a heavy oak door that looked like something from a Medieval Abbey, and Kali pushed past them, and fitted an enormous key into the keyhole, and turned it, with a loud grating noise. Then Mahatma pushed the door which swung open and Caroline blinked, trying to have her eyes adjust to the darkened room, desperate to see what it contained, wondering what Kali was referring to.

 

[cgraven]

Caroline was borne down beneath the House at 69 May Fair Place. Down into the depth of her own nightmare. No matter how she struggled she could not escape. Could not escape from the dark sensual desires that both Stanton’s and Kali’s seduction had awaken in her. Could not escape from the way her traitorous young body had responded to Mahatma Din, how she had shamelessly surrendered to the pleasure of that unnatural act with which he had claimed her as she was bent over her Master’s desk. Now in the dimly lit passage Kali turned a key, and the grating metallic click had the sound of doom as The dark beauty sensually cooed,

“ The Rack or the “X” the cross first? “

The hapless young beauty blinked incomprehensively at Kali’s question even as the back of the woman’s dark bronze hand softly caressed Caroline’s cheek.

Does the Cat have my pretty’s tongue? “


She cooed. Kali’s voice so darkly sensual and tinged with a hint of wickedness.

The “X” cross of St Andrew for or little Christen beauty Mahatma!”

There was now a touch of iron to the woman’s voice. Caroline was dragged to the place of her torment and no matter how she struggled she was no match for the strength of her two captors. Her body was soft and supple from a pampered life. Theirs strong and sinuous from a life of servitude. Chained and spread-eagled Caroline was completely at their mercy.

“ Strip her Mahatma!!”

Kali hissed. The glint of light caught the bound girl’s eye as Mahatma Din drew a vicious curved knife from his tunic. The cold caress of steel to Caroline’s warm soft skin. She felt the knife trail along her jaw line caress the sensual curve of her throat to pause at the hollow of her neck where Caroline’s pulse raced madly. Down it slipped cold steel to hot flesh to nestle in the sweetly scented valley between the bound beauty’s breasts. The whisper of fabric parting caressed Caroline’s ears, the kiss of cool air to fevered flesh as the girl’s gown was cut away to leave her naked as the day she was born before her tormentors.

So sweet so supple so flawlessly perfect.

Kali cooed as she let her fingers tease and explore Caroline’s supple young body. She knew just how to touch the young innocent, knew all the little secret places that brought her such sinful pleasures.

So sweetly aroused …..

Kali’s finger slid along the moist dewy folds of the trapped beauty’s labia. She rolled Caroline’s clit under the pad of her thumb as her fingers ran seductively through the girl’s sparse fleece down.

Shave her Mahatma I want her pussy naked and smooth not one single hair to hide her beauty from me.”

Din smiled his teeth brilliantly white against his ebony skin as he tested the keenest of his knife’s edge on his finger. Kali uncovered a bowl of steaming water . The huge man lathered his hands and his dark eyes held Caroline’s soft brown eyes as he came to her , came to prepare her for her latest humiliation.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Caroline looked around the dungeon with horror. What was this place? Some of the items looked like something from a medieval torture chamber, and others were just confusing, their purpose beyond anything she could imagine.

“ The Rack or the “X” the cross first? “

Caroline looked about, not sure what she was looking for, but not liking the sound of either option.

Does the Cat have my pretty’s tongue? “

With a shudder, Caroline realised that Kali was addressing her question. It was torture indeed to make her choose, as she was certain that both would be dreadful. Before she could stammer out a reply, Kali answered her own question, her tone making Caroline certain that she had picked whichever one was the worst. Her sensual coo passed over Caroline like a caress, and made her shudder with fear.

The “X” cross of St Andrew for or little Christian beauty Mahatma!”

Caroline was dragged to the place of her torment and no matter how she struggled she was no match for the strength of her two captors. Her body was soft and supple from a pampered life. Theirs strong and sinuous from a life of servitude. Chained and spread-eagled Caroline was completely at their mercy.

“ Strip her Mahatma!!”

Caroline gasped, trembling with renewed terror as the flickering lights caught the glimmer of metal, and Mahatma's vicious knife. Her eyes widened in horror as she felt the knife trail along her jaw line caress the sensual curve of her throat to pause at the hollow of her neck where Caroline’s pulse raced madly.

It was almost a relief when she heard the rending of fabric, and compared to the expectation of the pain of her flesh being cut, it was a relief. She tried to stay totally immobile, certain that any movement on her part would be disastrous. She stood, trembling with cold and fear, at the mercy of her captors. Suddenly, every disparaging remark she had made to them came horribly to mind.

To her horror, Kali's fingers began to make free with her body, touching her most private of places, whispering indecencies in her ear. She touched her intimately, and to Caroline's eternal shame, she felt her body respond.


Shave her Mahatma I want her pussy naked and smooth not one single hair to hide her beauty from me.”


"Shave???? N... No! NO!!"

Caroline was horrified, imagining herself bald. She began to struggle, her eyes widening as she saw the bowl of hot water, and the wicked looking razor. Relief flooded her as she realised that they weren't pulling her hair back, as she had expected, but then her horror increased, as she realised that it was her pubic hair they intended to denude her of. Her face heated as she felt shaving soap being worked to a lather over her feminine hair, probing at her in the most humiliating way.

 

[cgraven]

Shave her Mahatma I want her pussy naked and smooth not one single hair to hide her beauty from me.”


"Shave???? N... No! NO!!"

Kali drank in Caroline’s fear she smiled wickedly into the young innocent’s eyes as Mahatma sensually lathered her sparse fleece down. She found the young bound beauties futile little struggles adorable as the girl’s seductive curves were so deliciously displayed. That heated blush as Caroline felt the rich thick luxuriously warm shaving soap being worked to a lather over her feminine hair, probing at her in the most humiliating way even as her lily white thighs glistened with Caroline’s own sweet dewy nectar, the strong musky scent of her arousal filling the dungeon were she was held bound against her will. The cold caress of steel against her soft warm skin. The seductive whisper of the razor as it slid across her soft supple flesh leaving nothing but bare skin in its wake. With each sensual pass of the razor more and more of Caroline’s delicate little pussy was bared to them. Mahatma dark ebony fingers drew tight her sweet rose pink folds so that not a single fine hair was left to hide the hapless beauty’s soft delicate pussy from them.

“So soft……..”

Kali cooed as she sensually let the tip of her fingers seductively caress Caroline’s shaven Mons.

“…….So delicious………”

Her fingers dipped into Caroline’s tight chaste little pussy.

“………..I think I shall make you my loving little bitch Caroline.”


Kali’s fingers cruelly entwined in the girl’s silken tresses as she snapped the girl’s head back to hold her captive in her gaze.

“Now kiss me my sweet bitch before I have Mahatma shave every hair from your body!”

Kali drew Caroline’s lips to just a breath away from hers. Now it was up to Caroline to give herself to Kali or pay the price for her pride.