Jane Bond

[caela]

When Jane woke in the jet her eyes were flat and lifeless. Her spirit still quiet within her while she simply lay still. Even when the plane landed and they were moved from the plane to the van she barely moved, and didn't speak. Her head hung low against her chest, sunk in a despair so deep she couldn't even summon tears to cry over her fate.

Hearing Anne whimper her head snapped up and those lifeless grey eyes narrowed but the man in the front spoke quickly and their gaurds removed their hands from Anne. Seeing her friend as safe as it was possible to be in their situation she sunk once more into her listless despair.

Finally they reached their destination and Jane looked up at the compound in awe. How was Boris going to be able to free her from a place like this? She felt her heart breaking in her chest and let out only one soft sob of utter despair. The sound holding more pain and anguish than any scream that had ever torn from her throat. Hearing the sound that came from her own throat Jane growled softly and shook her head sharply.

She would not be so easily broken!

Once her bonds were removed she worked the kinks from her wrists and ankles and followed where the older man led. Her head held high and regal despite her nakedness and the collar that marked her as property.

“Wash and dress yourselves.” “The Master will call for you in two hours.”

Jane nodded her understanding and watched as he left the room, closing the door behind him. What startled her was that she didn't hear the lock sliding into place. Going to the door she turned the handle and was again surprised when it opened. It took a moment for her to realize why...the place was a fortress, where would either of them go?

Closing the door once more she looked to Anne who still seemed to be in shock. "Go take a bath first hun, I'll go through the closet and figure out what we should wear." Shooing her friend to the bathroom she moved to the closet and looked through the clothing arrayed before her. None of it was to her taste but than she didn't expect it to be, it would be to Kawana's tastes. Finding a deep pink slip dress that would hug Anne's curves and accentuate her pale beauty she layed it across the bed, only then noticing that the sheer lace it was made from was as see-through as it appeared.

Sighing she turned back to the closet and chose her own outfit with a bit more care. A black silk corset cinched tightly lifted her breasts high revealing all of them but her nipples while a full length silk skirt hung low on her hips, the slits in the side riding all the way up to the skirts waist and revealing the long expanse of her legs with each step she took.

Nodding at her reflection she pulled the outfit off as Anne returned to the room. Nodding to the pink dress on the bed she murmure, "Get dressed, leave your hair down and use minimal make-up darling. I'll be back out in a few minutes."

Jane sighed at not having a shower but shrugged and looked through the cupboards and drawers. Finding soaps and shampoos with a light jasmine scent she couldn't help but smile, M had obviously told her new owner this much. Sitting on the edge of the tub she quickly shaved her legs, her underarms and her mound as she was accustomed to, before filling the tub with hot water. Sinking into it she scrubbed her skin until it glowed with warmth and then quickly dunked her head to wash her hair.

Rising from the tub she dried off and entered the bedroom once more. Anne seemed shocked to see her nakedness but Jane shrugged it off sure they would see each other naked plenty in the days to come. Dressing in the corset and skirt she returned to the bathroom and was gratified to find that Kawana had not stinted on hair supplys. Blowing her hair dry she quickly twisted it up into a thick knot leaving tendrils falling in what would appear to be careless disarray but which was carefully designed to accentuate the long line of her throat and the glitter of the gold collar around it.

When she returned to the bedroom once more Anne's eyes flew wide and her jaw dropped to the floor at the sight of Jane. "You, you look amazing Jane. God if I were male I'd jump you myself!"

Hearing her friend speak Jane laughed bright and grinned to Anne. "Thank you hun, hopefully Kawana will think the same. I want him to leave you alone and will draw his attention as much as I can from you."

"Jane, I saw what he did to you...you don't have to protect me."

Leaning over her friend she kissed her forehead gently and smiled down to her. "Yes I do because you're my friend. Let me do what I can and don't interfere no matter what he chooses to do to me....Promise me Anne."

"I promise Jane," Anne murmured and on the heel of those softly spoken words the door opened behind the girls and both turned quickly to see who had come for them.

 

[cgraven]

The leering looks on the guard’s faces showed that they hungered for the young women, but the lust in their eyes soon turned to fear. They motioned with their weapons for the stunning young beauties to come. Jane and Anne where led down a winding maze of corridors till they where deep within the bowls of the palace. Kawana awaited them in a dungeon, it was no medieval torture chamber, on the contrary the devices there where more akin to a playroom, but no less restrictive in their design or nature.

The African sat upon a tribal thrown his eyes studied Jane with a frightening intensity. He took in every aspect of the custom she wore, the way the stunning English beauty had tightly synched her corset, the black skirt slit too the waist to reveled her sculptured leg, and silken thigh with each step, every thing she had done right down to the way her chestnut hair framed her pale face was designed to draw attention to herself and away from her friend. He knew better than to believe that she had done it to please him, but as away of protecting her friend as much as possible.

“I applaud your choice Miss Bond your outfit is quite fetching, as that of your friend is.”

Again his voice was mockingly pleasant. He sat their for several minutes studying Jane. She had not shrunk back with horror at seeing his little playroom, where as her friend’s eyes grew wide with fear. In fact there had not been the merest flicker of surprise. So this is not the first time the little Wildcat has seen such a place and with that realization Kawana wondered what dark passions laid beneath Jane’s calm exterior, and who had introduced her to such pleasures and how well had she been trained? Yet nothing in his face or manner reveled his thoughts.

“You have promised to be mine and submit to my will Miss Bond for your friend’s sake. Given your word.”

Kawana paused as his eyes studied Jane’s every reaction.

“Chose a device for friend……….Anne is it?....... and secure her to it, the guards will check the bindings. Then select some music and dance for me while you strip.”

Kawana waited to see if Jane would carry out his orders or weather she would rebel.

 

[caela]

Jane and Anne followed the gaurds silently through the hallways and down into the bowels of the complex. She could tell that Anne was hopelessly lost but Jane was trained to remember her way and she knew she could have found her way back to their room if she needed to. She could feel the tension in Anne and it took all of her control to keep from letting that tension infect her calm demeanor but she did manage it.

Entering the playroom Jane's eye didn't turn left or right, they simply lifted and met Kawana's and held. She could feel his eyes moving over her and taking in her appearance and she knew he wasn't fool enough to believe she had dressed in such attire to please him. Still that didn't matter to her. What mattered to her was that Anne was frightened and on the verge of tears at the sight of the "toys" all around them. Most of them Jane was familiar with at least by sight but while Anne's eyes were wide and looking all around her Jane's remains calm and dead center on Kawana's.

“Chose a device for friend……….Anne is it?....... and secure her to it, the guards will check the bindings. Then select some music and dance for me while you strip.”

Jane's head tossed almost regally at Kawana's words, her sense of pride riling at being reminded of her own promise. "I know full well what I have given my word to Kawana." Casting her icy stare over him in a look of pure contempt she turned slowly and wrapped an arm around Anne.

Drawing Anne toward the wall she murmured soothingly to her friend as she buckled her in against a large St. Andrews X. She was careful with the buckles making sure they were tight enough that there would be no escape no matter how Anne struggled but loose enough that they wouldn't cut off the blood supply to her hands or feet. Kissing her friends cheek softly she could taste Anne's tears that fell silently down her cheeks before she turned and left her there against the wall.

Moving to where Kawana's music selection was she found a cd of soft sensual jazz, the sort of music that could sink into her soul and transport her when she danced. Putting it into the player she moved back to the center of the room before Kawana's throne where she paused, her body tensed in anticipation of the first strains of sweet music.

It had been awhile since she'd danced but with the music filling her her body moved in forms deeply ingrained within her very muscles. With lithe grace her body spun and twisted, her hips grinding slowly as if in sensuous invitation while her fingers trailed tauntingly over the soft curves revealed by her outfit.

Letting her fingers slide slowly up her body they twined in her hair and gracefully plucked the pins holding her heavy chestnut mane.The silken tresses falling down her back to sway in counterpoint against her alabaster flesh. Turning her back to Kawana her spine arched, bowing back so that her eyes can lock on his and glare deeply up to him while deft fingers pluck the strings to her corset. Slowly arching back upward the silk garment slides tauntingly down her body in a subtle caress of black against pale skin.

Turning slowly her gaze locks on Kawana once more while her body writhes sensuously before him. the length of the skirt swirling around her legs as her thumbs hook into the waist of the light garment and slowly push it down to pool at her feet. Her dancers timing perfect as the last strains of music die just as the skirt pools at her feet.

 

[cgraven]

This beauty had wisdom to complement her firry spirit. She had chosen wisely to follow his orders. Kawana noticed that Jane had chosen St. Andrews X for her friend, an interesting choice. It was not as sever as the rack, nor as mild as the manacles that hung from the ceiling. The African had to admit that it displayed the subtitle curve of the petite blond superbly, he suspected that the choice of sheer lace deep pink slip dress that accentuate the girl’s pale beauty was Jane’s and the choice of the St. Andrews X was a way to ease her friend into the demands that would be placed on her supple body. All of this convinced Kawana that Jane Bond was no stranger to the “Playroom.” His ponderings where interrupted when the first strains of the soft sexy Jazz music began to fill the air. The grace of Jane’s movements the sensual way she arched her body as she danced drew his attention to her and her alone. As in all things this Little Wildcat was passionate.

As Jane finished her seductive dance to fall to her knees, her head held regally high her eyes meeting his with fire. Kawana eyes for the first time showed a hint of emotion, respect for the proud beauty that knelt so nobly before him, then again there was that cold dead stare.

“Your danced pleases me Miss Bond.”

His voice was as soft and pleasing as ever but this time it lacked the sarcastic mockery that Jane had become accustomed to.

“As a reward you may chose the device you shall be strapped to for our first session.”

He paused as a guard rolled in a covered table and leisurely drew back the cloth to revel a huge rubber spiked dildo, a “U” dildo that could impale both her pussy and tight little ass at the same time, and a device that seemed to be a piston operated vibrator.

“And the toy the I shall use on you.”


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Kawana the “Butcher” of equatorial Africa.

“Damn”

Boris cursed of all the people in the world it had to be him. Boris knew Kawana was a master of seduction, a man that would get what he wanted one way or another and with out an invitation it was almost impossible to get near his strong hold. He was noted for his cruelty to those that did not bend to his will, and he was also noted for his precocious gifted to those that pleased him.

Boris’s only choice to save Jane was to obtain an invitation something that was no mere feat. But if Jane pleased him then perhaps If Kawana was in a generous mood there might still be away to effect hers and Anne’s rescue.

 

[caela]

“As a reward you may chose the device you shall be strapped to for our first session.”

Jane nodded slowly and her lips parted to speak just as she heard the table being wheeled in. Her eyes flashed wide in shock at the two toys on the table. Either would cause her pain and she knew it, she also knew that in the end Kawana was bound to do whatever he wanted with her anyway. Drawing a deep breath she tore her eyes from the toys on the table and sought the calm center of her being where her mind spun faster then most people thought.

Opening her eyes and looking upt to Kawana her voice was a low murmur like velvet over steel, " The rack Kawana, and the U shaped dildo. "

Some part of Jane's mind knew these were likely to cause her the most pain but she also knew Anne was watching and thought her friend should see and become acclimated to what could happen to her as well. Besides Kawana himself had told her he liked to hear girls scream, perhaps if she pleased him he would be less likely to turn to Anne as a form of control.

 

[cgraven]

" The rack Kawana, and the U shaped dildo. "

Kawana slowly rose he walked down the three steps to stand before the kneeling beauty, his hand gently stroked Jane’s lustrous chestnut mane, his fingers running through her silken tresses.

“Both excellent choices Miss Bond.”

His entwined fingers tightened in her hair, he drew it forcible back so she Jane had to look in his eyes.

“In the future you shall address me as Master..............Do you understand Miss Bond?”

Slowly he released the pressure and took Jane’s hands and drew her to her feet. He lead Jane to the rack as if he where leading his bride to their marriage bed. Kawana’s hands encircled her waist and he lifted Jane on to the rack, he eased her back drawing her hands above her head and secured the bindings. Slowly Kawana spread Jane’s long tapering legs wide securing her trim ankles. The African took a good deal of time posing Jane in exactly the position he wanted. Several pillows where placed at the small of Jane’s back to thrust her hips up, leaving both her pussy and tight little ass open to him. With a press of a button motors hummed and Jane supple body was stretched till it was tight as a dawn bowstring. Kawana moisten his fingers and began to tease the bound beauty’s nipples. he knew quite well from experience and from the slave auction just how much stimulation it would take to excite those pert buds. As one hand teased Jane’s nipples the other trialled lightly down her abdomen, and over her naked mound to slip with in her moist folds. He massaged her clit coaxing it, teasing it, and pleasing it till it throbbed under his fingers. With a nod a guard brought the “U” shaped dildo. The heady aroma of jasmine and sandalwood filled the air. Kawana took it from the warm scented oils slipping one phallic head to nuzzle Jane’s clit, slowly he rocked it back to press against her anus.

Oh yes this proud beauty would scream for him but this time it would not be from pain, that he was quite sure Miss Bond could handle but pleasure from his hand was quite another matter and in a away much crueler.

 

[caela]

“In the future you shall address me as Master..............Do you understand Miss Bond?”

Jane nodded her understanding and murmured in that same voice, "Yes...Master." The word nearly stuck in her throat. Almost any other word of respect would have flowed easily off her tongue but this word, this one she truly didn't want to speak. It reinforced her status as a slave and she hated it, hated him for that.

Following him silently to the rack Jane laid herself out as he wanted her. She could feel the cuffs that bound her ankles and wrists, the pillows under her thursting her hips up and offering her pussy and ass to him. The way he used it to pull her body as tight as a bow string drew a soft whimper from her lips.

She expected pain, had steeled herself for it, what she hadn't expected was for him to seek to excite her body. When his fingers began to tease her nipples she gasped in surprise and her head jerked up to catch his eyes, unable to hide her startlement. She wanted to scream NO, to tell him to stop, and desperate tears welled in her eyes knowing he wouldn't.

Closing her eyes Jane's head turns away, unable to look at Kawana as his touch sets her clit to throbbing. Her body betraying her as he plays skillfully upon it. The tears that had welled in her eyes rolled silently down her cheeks and her chest shuddered with her silent sobs even as her hips began to move, rocking against the dildo as it is presses against her clit and her anus.

She didn't want to feel pleasure at the hands of this man and yet she did! Despite herself she did and it was in that moment that she understood just how fully he owned her. She'd fight it every step of the way but she was smart enough to realize in the darkest corners of her mind that if Boris didn't reach her soon she'd probably end up lost to cruel depravities this man would rain down upon her.

 

[cgraven]

Kawana watched as desperate tears welled in her eyes. Closing her eyes Jane's head turns away, unable to look at Kawana as his touch sets her clit to throbbing. Her body betraying her as he plays skillfully upon it. The tears that had welled in her eyes rolled silently down her cheeks and her chest shuddered with her silent sobs even as her hips began to move, rocking against the dildo as it is presses against her clit and her anus.

Who ever had trained Jane, Kawana had to admit that they had done a super job of tapping into the dark passions of this wild beauty. Even as her supple body betrayed her the African knew instinctively that she would try to fight it step by step. He wondered If the bound beauty realized the she had started to lose the battle at the slave auction when she had submitted to him and had given her word, again when she had chose Anne’s fate this very evening as she bound her friend, when she had called him Master. Step by step he would discover Jane’s darkest passions and then exploit them till she was bound to him body and soul. He would do the same with the petite blonde.

But now it was time for the next step. Kawana watched Jane’s body as it betrayed her and he met its needs. His lips closed over one of her nipples to suckle it, as he rocked the dildo deeper in to her pussy and ass. He would ply her until she screamed her self hoarse with forbidden pleasure that would gall her pride so.

He savored the thought and the fact that she would have to watch as he seduced Anne.

 

[caela]

But now it was time for the next step. Kawana watched Jane’s body as it betrayed her and he met its needs, his lips closed on one of her nipples to suckle it was he rocked the dildo deeper in to her pussy and ass.

Jane moaned low in the back of her throat as his lips closed around her nipple, the tight bud sending pangs of pleasure slicing down through her. She could feel the dildo rocking against her but instead of pain pleasure flowed in its wake. Kawana weilded it gently for all that it looke fearsome and when she felt it push past the tight ring of her anus her first cry tore from her lips.

She hated him, heart and soul she hated him utterly for doing this to her. Pleasuring her body was worse than the pain she'd expected and she knew he knew it, that he was doing it deliberatly. Her heart ached in her chest and every fiber of her being wanted Boris. Holding a picture of him in her mind's eye she waited and when the pleasure was unbearable and she had to scream it was his name that ripped from her lips in a deperate cry, "BORIS!!!!!!"

 

[cgraven]

"BORIS!!!!!!"

Jane screamed as her orgasm engulfed her. Kawana kissed his way up the sensual curve of her neck his breathe hot and moist washed over Jane, stirred the stray wisps of her hair, he kissed the hollow below her ear, seductively tongued it as he skillfully used the double phallic headed dildo to bring her quiver on the edge of yet another orgasm. Kawana held Jane there tittering on the edge as he nibbled her earlobe.

“Boris was he your Lover Jane?”

The African cooed in her ear.

“Or was he your master?”

Kawana’s voice was soft as silk as he taunted Jane.

“Perhaps he was both. So will he come for you Jane save you from me?”

A few more skillful strokes and Kawana wrenched another orgasm from her quivering body. Not only had Jane’s body betrayed her but her love for Boris had betrayed them both in that one unguarded moment. If she could not convince Kawana that she was his body and soul then when Boris did come he would be in the greatest danger. Both their fates now lay in Jane’s ability to convince her captor that she was his.

 

[caela]

“Perhaps he was both. So will he come for you Jane save you from me?”

That question sent cold fear racing through Jane's blood but it was a fear she didn't show, the betrayal of her body as she quivered in a fresh orgasm covered the fear that circled her heart. She'd clung to her thoughts of Boris to save herself and had endangered them both. Still Boris was a fairly common name and Jane's father had taught her how to lie even though it was something that usually went against her nature.

Her voice was a quivering whimper when she finally answered and fresh tears glittered in her eyes, her head turned away to avoid Kawana's gaze, looking for all the world like a woman to overcome by grief to hold anyone's eyes. "He was both, but he won't save me..." her voice caught as she whispered. "I lost him thanks to M."

A sob wrenched from her as her words failed and a light of pure hatred once more filled her grey eyes. The hatred was real as was the murderous look on her face that told Kawana if she ever got the chance she'd cut M's heart from his chest gladly. All of which gave credence to her lie. Her anguish wasn't feigned, she felt she'd betrayed Boris and used that emotion to fuel her lie to the point that even Kawana wouldn't be able to tell she was lieing to him. And even if he asked M what could M say? After all there had been no sign of Boris in all the time since M had taken Jane.

Boris was a common name, Jane could only hope that he would be wise enough to use an alias instead of Ivanovich - since M could give Kawana that name Jane wouldn't lie if asked - and that her obvious grief over him would keep Kawana's suspicions at bay. Still she knew that slowly she'd have to feign losing herself to Kawana.

She just hoped Boris would arrive before what she would have to pretend turned real.

 

[cgraven]

Kawana saw the hatred for “M” in Jane’s stormy Blue-Gray eyes, the way her voice cracked anguish when she spoke of her lover and master. Even as her tears flawed the perfection of her angelic face the African slipped his robes from his body. The dido was laid aside as he mounted the rack that held Jane captive. Kawana was a huge man, his body well muscled from the bull neck that supported his bald head, the muscles of his arms and legs where like cords of steel, his chest rippled with the pent up power that lay at his command. His ebony body was posed above the sculptured alabaster perfection of Jane’s dancer’s body his lips brushed hers as his massive cock slipped with in the moist folds of the stunning beauty’s labia. He poised there for a moment, the velvet tip of his cock nuzzling her clit as his mouth claimed Jane’s. Slowly as his kiss deepened Kawana lowered himself down his cock impaling Jane filling her as she had never been filled before. The African’s hips began to move as he took Jane. He let her tight young pussy adjust to him, let her set the tempo, letting it build till Jane whimpered with desire, building to a crescendo where her passion peeked and he filled her with his lust.

Kawana lay there his mouth teasing Jane’s nipples till her breathing steadied. Slowly he got up his cock still semi erect. And he turned his eyes to Anne.

“ Jane has your friend ever tasted the dark pleasures you know so well?”

They both knew that it was now Anne’s turn.

“Help me train her Jane it will be easer on her if you help me.”

Kawana slowly walked towards the petite blonde his cock rising even as he approached her.

 

[caela]

He let her tight young pussy adjust to him, let her set the tempo, letting it build till Jane whimpered with desire, building to a crescendo where her passion peeked and he filled her with his lust.

As Kawana took her Jane allowed herself to be lost in the sensations, the pleasure, rolling through her body. This time when she cried out it was a wordless howl of pleasure and nothing more. Her body shivering under his would probably have moved more if she hadn't been pulled so tightly over the rack. Looking up to Kawana her eyes softened for just an instant, just long enough for him to see if he looked up, and than quickly steeled again as she came down from her orgasm.

“ Jane has your friend ever tasted the dark pleasures you know so well?”

"Nooooo, leave her alone!" Jane growled as she suddenly thrashed on the rack, her arms and legs yanking and pulling against the bonds that held her in place, lithe dancers muscled cording with the effort until she hissed in frustration.

Kawana slowly walked towards the petite blonde his cock rising even as he approached her.

Anne's eyes which were already wide in astonishment from watching what was done to Jane widened even further now as Kawana approached her. Jane could hear the whimpering in her friends throat and it wrenched at her heart.

"Damn you! Leave her alone!"

Anne's eyes met Jane's and in those pale blue depths Jane saw an acceptance that she didn't want to see. Anne knew her fate as well as Jane did but where Jane was ready to fight it tooth and nail Anne simply accepted it. There was still fear there, but a calm suffused Anne that gave her a grace Jane had never seen in her friend before. Whatever Kawana was going to do to Anne, the petite blonde would endure it. When Anne nodded her head softly to Jane, Jane finally gave up struggling and slumped against the rack.

Anne smiled softly to her friend and mouthed the words gently "Help me, by helping him." Jane was in shock at those words but she supposed friendly hands would be a comfort in what was to come for Anne and so she nodded to her friend and spoke softly to Kawana knowing he would have seen the exchange between the women, "I can't help Ka...Master, if I am buckled down here."

 

[cgraven]

Step by step Jane surrender to Kawana her lithe dancer’s body embracing the pleasure so dark and frightening, till it arched in ecstasy, her wordless scream of pleasure filling his ears. The African saw the brief softening of Jane’s smoky passion filled blue gray eyes as the young beauty took another step.

Fear fill her when he asked his question, his voice so darkly smooth. The bound beauty fought, thrashed her body straining in savage beauty as Jane howled


"Nooooo, leave her alone!........... "Damn you! Leave her alone!"

His dark shadow feel over the petite blonde, here eyes that had been wide with fear sought Jane’s, Ann knew her fate and those pale blue eyes silently pleaded with her "Help me, by helping him.". Anne saw the shock in Jane’s eyes the set of her jaw as she silently mouthed Please Jane, please.” then Jane took another step in that long journey of total submission to her new master.

"I can't help Ka...Master, if I am buckled down here."

The silence was deafening, time seemed to slow, stand still, as the bound beauties awaited Kawana’s answer. With a snap of his fingers the decision was made.

“Release the Wildcat, but be careful for she has sharp claws.”

Two guards snapped to do his bidding their eyes roving over Jane’s supple body the lust she saw in them left now doubt what they would do if their master gave them leave to play with her. Jane was freed.

“Miss Bond your assistance is required.”

Kawana patiently waited for Jane to obey, Anne’s eyes still leading with Jane’s

 

[caela]

Two guards snapped to do his bidding their eyes roving over Jane’s supple body the lust she saw in them left now doubt what they would do if their master gave them leave to play with her.

Jane growled low in her throat as the gaurds drew near. The lust on their faces only serving to fuel the nager flooding thorugh her. She hated being helpless! Kawana's warning however seemed to have been sufficient for neither touched her except as was necessary to free her wrists and ankles. One reached out to help her sit up but at the murderous light in Jane's eyes he withdrew and both returned to their posts against the walls.

Sitting up herself she rubbed her wrists and ankles gently for a moment, giving blood time to flow back properly to her extremitites and also giving herself a moment to think. Not that the situation offered much in the way of options.

“Miss Bond your assistance is required.”

His voice cut through her thoughts like a knife through butter and with a soft sigh she pushed herself off the rack. She had to grip it's side for a moment as her feet hit the floor and her knees nearly buckled, her legs weak from being pulled so taut and the pleasure that had so recently coursed through her. Drawing a deep breath to steady her nerves she drew herself straight and called on all her dancers training to push through her weakened state and saunter over to stand at Kawana's side.

Glancing at Anne she decided it best to show her friend how to show deference in such situations and slowly she sank to her knees in one smooth motion, her voice soft but still carrying that edge of steel that told Kawana her submission was to her situation, not to him. "How may I be of assistance Master?"

 

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Glancing at Anne she decided it best to show her friend how to show deference in such situations and slowly she sank to her knees in one smooth motion, her voice soft but still carrying that edge of steel that told Kawana her submission was to her situation, not to him. "How may I be of assistance Master?"

Far from being displeased with the edge of steel in Jane’s soft voice Kawana' was pleased at how she had gracefully sank to her knees in one fluid motion. The African was no fool he knew that Jane was submitting to the situation and not to him, that would come in time. Kawana knew that this proud beauty would fight him every step of the way, her firry spirit would demand it, and he looked forward to that fight and her gradual surrender for he had no wish to break that firry spirit, but to curb it to his pleasure. He also knew that Jane would draw dark pleasure from the contest as well.

“Miss Bond prepare the girl for My pleasure and then you will select how she will be initiated into the dark pleasure.”

 

[caela]

“Miss Bond prepare the girl for My pleasure and then you will select how she will be initiated into the dark pleasure.”

Jane's eyes snapped up and flared wide at his words, she looked between Kawana and her friend and drew a deep breath trying to calm the sudden rapid beating of her heart. Rising slowly she moved close to Anne, her voice so low that only Anne could hear her, "Do you want to see what he's going to do to you or not darling?"

"No," Anne whispered just as softly, the words barely more than a soft breath caressing Jane's ear.

Nodding gently Jane looked around her and found what she was looking for, a small blade glittering on a rack on the wall. The gaurds tensed as her fingers curled around it and she glared sharply at them, jusdging that she could have thrown the blade before they could move. She didn't have a death wish however and so she turned back to Anne. Her friends eyes were trusting as Jane slowly slid the edge of the blade over her body, teasing her friend with it until her breath came in soft gasps. Moving swiftly then she sliced the dress from from neckline to hem, parting the dark pink lace easily and leaving the tatters hanging on Anne's body to accentuate her pale flesh.

Returning the blade to it's place Jane turned and carefully unbuckled Anne's wrists and ankles and turned her friend around so that she was now facing the wall and not out into the room. Pressing a soft kiss to Anne's cheek as she gently drew the tatters of her dress from her and bared her back and the soft curve of her ass to Kawana's gaze. Buckling her back onto the X Anne was spread and opened to Kawana as Jane moved to look over another implement wrack.

The wrack she looked at held an array of floggers, most of them of types Jane had felt at Boris' hands and could judge how much they would hurt her friend. She knew Anne was totally uninitiated in such things and would not choose one that would cause her great amounts of pain. Choosing a flogger with soft deerskin tails she moved back to Kawana's side and sunk to her knees once more, her hands lifting up to offer the flogger to him.

"Anne has never felt the kiss of a lash Master, please be gentle with her." Jane's voice held a genuine note of pleading that she would never have used for herself but for Anne she would beg with her heart and it was there in her voice.

 

[cgraven]

Kawana smiled as Jane rose and took yet another step into her long journey towards darkness. Their eyes met briefly as the chestnut haired beauty took the deadly blade, his eyes held hers in that split second, his gaze calm and trusting. The African was pleased as he watch Jane’s sensual striping of her friend Anne. This proud English beauty had a flare for the dramatic the way she let the girl’s tatter gown hang to accentuate her pale beauty, a whispered little secret, a loving kiss As she repositioned Anne to lewdly display the petite blonde’s bared her back and the soft curve of her ass to Kawana's gaze.

"Anne has never felt the kiss of a lash Master, please be gentle with her." Jane's voice held a genuine note of pleading that she would never have used for herself but for Anne she would beg with her heart and it was there in her voice Jane held up her hands as she knelt by his side offering up the flogger with soft deerskin tails, her blue -gray eyes begging mercy for her friend.

Kawana took the flogger and flexed his wrist.

CRACK

The snap of the flogger split the air like a pistol shot, Anne strained against her bounds whimpering. The African softly draped the soft deerskin tails across Anne’s pale shoulder sensually dragging it over her skin till the tails trail ed over the girl’s quivering ass. Thought he had said nothing to answer Jane’s request, he did as she had begged. All Jane could do was keel there and watch as Ann was introduced to the lash.

Boris had pleased Jane with the lash excited her but compared to Kawana’s skill with the flogger Boris’s skilled paled in comparison. Despite being bound face to the wall on the ”X” the sinuous tails curved around Anne to flick at her breasts. At first little whimpers of pain escaped the captive blonde’s lips as the tails danced over her body, yet slowly as the leather kissed Anne’s supple silken skin those whimpers changed to little gasps of pleasure as she became accustomed to the intimate kiss of the leather.
There where no ugly scarlet welts to mare the pale perfection of the girl’s skin only light crimson stripes to accentuate its pale beauty. Slowly Anne arched her body back to meet those leathery kisses as far as her bonds would allow, the musky fragrance of her arousal hung heavy in the air.

Kawana finally let the flogger hang by his side, he turned his gaze to Jane.

“Miss Bond I desire to sample the girl’s charms, bind her for my pleasure. You may ease her pain if you wish.”

 

[caela]

Jane ached to look awa as Kawana worked Anne's body with the flogger, her friends whimpers and small cries tore at her heart and soul but she forced herself to watch. It was her fault Anne was here, she wouldn't look away. She recognized before Anne did when the pain transmuted to pleasure in her body, how her friend arched back to meet the kiss of leather caressing her skin. She hated to admit it but a grudging respect for Kawana's skill formed in the back of her mind as she watched. He might be a wicked bastard but he knew what he was doing.

His voice sunk into her mind bringing her back from her trance at watching Anne's flesh darken under the flogger and slowly her eyes turned up to him once more, “Miss Bond I desire to sample the girl’s charms, bind her for my pleasure. You may ease her pain if you wish.”

Nodding her ascent she rose from her knees and moved in close to Anne, able to feel the warmth of her friends body as she pressed close against her. Soft words of comfort were whispered to Anne's ear as she undid the buckles binding her wirsts. Sinking slowly down Jane's lips trailed the marks on her soft flesh and small tears rolled down her cheeks to see this girl she loved like a sister brought to this.

Gently unbuckling her ankles Jane slowly turned Anne and guided her to the manacles hanging from the ceiling. Drawing Anne's arms up and over her head she locked them into place and pressed a soft kiss to her forhead. Eyeing the chains Jane realized they were attached to a winch and slowly used it to lower Anne to her knees. Moving to the wall she found what she sought and came back to her friend. Using a small spreader bar she placed it just above Anne's knees and buckled it in place around her thighs holding them open.

The position leaving Anne helpless and open to whichever opening of Anne's body Kawana wished to use. Pressing another kiss to Anne's forhead she moved back gently and settled to her knees once more, this time she settled where Anne could see her, their eyes holding each others. Jane's grey eyes trying to give what comfort she could to her friend and promising that she wouldn't look away.

 

[cgraven]

To all outward appearances the African looked on in passive silence as Jane went to Ann, the scene was tender and at the same time exceedingly erotic as Jane pressed her naked body to the petite’s blonde, the tender kisses so sensual. The small gasp of pleasure that escaped Anne’s lips at the touch of Jane’s full ripe lips. He admired the skill of Jane as she bond and spread her friend for his pleasure.

“You have done well Jane and you please me.”

Kawana said when she again keeled at his side. He then circled Anne inspecting her evaluating all her lewdly displayed charms. He decided to be gentle with the girl, for it would serve two purposes, one it would make her more pliable, and second it would show he had respected Jane’s plea please be gentle with her. Slowly he turned and went to a cabinet and drew out two items, before returning to Jane.

The first where three clamps joined by a finely wrought gold chain.

“These are for the girl Miss Bond, place them on her.”

When Jane was again kneeling by his side Kawana handed her a dildo.

“And this is for you.”

There was no need for him to voice his command for he knew that Jane would know what his desires where. He walked to Anne towering over her the minutes dragged by as he stood there, he let anticipation in both the stunning young beauties grow till finally he let them know his choice of which of Anne’s delicate charms he would sample. His massive cock slide with in Anne’s spread pussy. He was demanding of the petite blonde’s bound supple body but gentle as well as he began to seduce her body and will, playing them both masterfully.

 

[caela]

“These are for the girl Miss Bond, place them on her.”

Jane trembled as her fingers closed around the small clamps placed in her hands.She had to fight down the urge to cry softly, she didn't want to cause her friend pain and she was all to familiar with the bite of clamps on her own flesh. Steeling herself and simply nodded and approached her friend once more.

"These will hurt at first my dear but if he continues to play you as skillfully as he has til now the pain will only be temporary, "she whispered softly in reassurance. Seeing Anne's small nod of understanding she pressed in close to her friend and reach out gently, her finger tips teasing Anne's nipples, drawing them taut and firm until her friend was gasping from the sensations running through her body. Only when Anne was whimpering in pleasure did Jane open the clamps and let the teeth sink into Anne's tender flesh.

Anne's eyes flew wide as the jolt of pain from her nipples seared into her flesh and a soft cry parted her lips. Jane couldn't help but chuckle softly at the surprised look on Anne's face and leaned in to playfully kiss the tip of her friends nose. "One more sweetie." Reaching down Jane parted the folds of Anne's labia and began to tease the throbbing bud of her clit. She was gratified to find Anne's body wet and ready for whatever Kawana might have planned for her and as she teased Anne's clit from it's hood she quickly attached the clamp to it and watched as Anne's body jerked and shuddered. Murmuring soothingly her hands stroked Anne's body until the other girl calmed and was still again.

Once Anne was settled Jane moved back to her place at Kawana's feet. “And this is for you.” Jane's eyes simply stared at the dildo in her hands. It was large but there was nothing fearsome in this one unlike what he had used on her before. It was incredibly lifelike and Jane's fingers stroked it gently admiring the skill it must have taken to make it. Glancing up at Kawana she was starled to realize that this dildo appeared to be an exact replica of his own large cock.

She watched as he took Anne and felt that small kernel of gratefulness grown large as he took her friend gently. She refused to let that emotion show on her face and instead schooled her look into one of puzzlement, looking between Kawana and the dildo in her hands suddenly at a loss. Did he want her to use it on herself or on Anne in some way? Since being unbuckled from the rack she'd been helping him with Anne and now her mind was simply overwhelmed and she had no clue what he expected of her though it was clear from his expression as she hesitated that he thought she should know and that look made her tremble where she kneeled.

 

[cgraven]

The African was amazed at the soft chuckle that escaped Jane’s lips as she adorned Anne’s nipples with the clamps. How she came back to him so willingly to kneel her eyes demurely down. He was only slightly disturbed as his eyes caught hers the dildo just resting in her hand. Her blue gray smoky eyes questioning, unsure of his desires.

“Please yourself or please the girl Miss Bond.”

As Jane took the next step in to ever darker submission it would be ever harder to convince herself it was only the situation she was submitting too, or that it was only for Anne’s sake.

 

[caela]

“Please yourself or please the girl Miss Bond.”

Jane nodded slowly at his words and slowly slid the dildo down her own body. She teased her nipples hard and erect before sliding the dildo lower, tracing the lines of her stomach and slender waiste, trailing it across her hips and down lower over her mound. Teasing her labia open with the head of the dildo she finally let it tease over her clit until the bud throbbed and jumped with need before plunging the large dildo deep into her body.

As it split her open she gasped and her eyes rose to meet Kawana's once more, her fingers deliberatly moving at the same pace that he claimed Anne. Her hips rolling sensuously under the self inflicted torment of the pleasure coursing through her blood. Caught up in the ecstacy of the moment she forgot her anger or confusion and let go of herself, letting herself just be in the moment.

As she let go of her control her eyes flared with the urgency of the need pulsing in her veins and soft cries filled the playroom from her lips. She became intensly away of Kawana's eyes on her writhing body as well as those of the gaurds stationed against the wall and all of it only served to feed the hunger roiling through her until a low howling cry filled the room and her body shuddered even harder as an intense orgasm swept through her body.

 

[cgraven]

As she let go of her control her eyes flared with the urgency of the need pulsing in her veins and soft cries filled the playroom from her lips. She became intensely away of Kawana's eyes on her writhing body as well as those of the guards stationed against the wall and all of it only served to feed the hunger roiling through her until a low howling cry filled the room and her body shuddered even harder as an intense orgasm swept through her body.

Kawana's eyes reveled nothing as they watched Jane at first, then slowly the shown with pleasure and pride as the ravishing young beauty surrendered herself to the moment and the dark seizing pleasure that coursed through her. He could see that dark pleasure in Jane’s smoldering blue-gray eyes, it was if debasing herself so in front of him and his guards feed a forbidden hunger that fed the young beauty’s soul. Soon Anne’s own screams of ecstasy mingled with Jane’s.

The African’s body stiffened the cords of his back muscles stood out as he filled Anne’s bucking body, Slowly as he rose to his feet the pink tip of Anne’s tongue seductively ran across her ripe lips.

Please

She whispered in a little girl’s voice. Kawana only looked down at the little blonde.

Please ….Master.

He smiled down and granted Anne’s request. Jane could see her blonde little head bobbing up and down as she suckled him, golden tresses against ebony skin.

Satisfied for the time being the African turned to Jane he slowly opened his arms in an invitation to the kneeling beauty.

 

[caela]

He smiled down and granted Anne’s request. Jane could see her blonde little head bobbing up and down as she suckled him, golden tresses against ebony skin.

Jane hadn't been surprised to hear Anne's voice begging Kawana, he'd played her with skin and shown her pleasures she'd had no idea existed. She watched as Anne's head moved on his cock cleaning him the mingles juices that clung to his flesh and a small smile tugged the corners of her lips, her gratitude showing on her face that her friend could find pleasure in their situation.

When his attention turned back to her Jane allowed that gratitude to shine from her eyes for a moment as he opened his arms to her. Pushing up slowly she moved forward and stepped lightly into his arms, her soft body pressing against his muscular one, her head resting on his shoulder. Her voice this time was a soft whisper without the steel, like a velevt caress to his ears, "Thank you for being kind to her...Master."