Personal Property (closed)

One Eyed Jack

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***Closed for icu1978 and myself***​

Airam Eorris Ossernon, President of the Ossernon Shipping Corporation, reviewed the inventory of his latest personal property. A huge mansion and estate had been built on the remote planet of Misogyn – a rock with rather hot, but suitable climate for humans, but no real mineral wealth. The place only became know for it's government, which afforded women no rights.

Supposedly that had begun when the original colonists had a dispute over breeding a suitable population. Apparently the women had refused to 'do their part' unless their comforts were seen to. A large group of male colonists then formed a government, seeing their 'comforts' were unreasonable, and so passed laws giving them no rights at all. A hundred years later, it was a haven for playboys and chauvinists.

Airam was neither of these things, but with rising popularity of the planet for vacationing it was time to invest in some property. In addition to his personal estate, he purchased a huge area of undeveloped land, to later have a private spaceport built for his company to service the shipping and travel needs of a tourist industry.

At the bottom of the list he reviewed, was a purchase he had actually gotten a thrill from – his own personal maid. A purchased maid was essentially a slave, but he shied from the term. He'd chosen, from a dozen of the most attractive women on the planet who were currently up for auction. Her holo-images were beautiful, and he couldn't wait to meet her in person. She was to be delivered to his new home before he arrived, along with the rest of his goods and personal effects.
 
Emaira had been dressed and prepared for her delivery to her new masters home. Her dark red hair fell in ginglets down to her hip it had been washed and brushed until it glimmered. her fair skined body was covered in a soft white powder with golden flecks in it. her ice blue eye where captivating.Everyone had said they where the most striking thing about her appearance. her high firm brests where covered by a translucent cloth that draped from behind her neck and stoped just under her breasts. her roses colored nipples vissable beneath the material.

low on her hips hung a skirt of the same material with slits up both sides. the outfit was the traditional uniform of all the girls. clasped around her neck was a thick silver necklace with a silver ring in the meddle of it. clasped around her waist just under her belly button was a string of tiny bells that made the smallest chiming sound when she moved.

On the outside she appeared all that she should be. beutifull, gracefull, desirable. but inside she her nerves where a mess. her hands and the slightest of trimmers as she was taken and escorted to her new masters home.

The house was amazing as she was taken inside and left to wait in a large entryway for the master to eithor aprove or turn away.
 
The short, stocky man who ushered his employer out of the shuttle seemed a complete opposite of his master. Airam was a tall man, with just enough of a build to fill out a suit well. His close cut, perfectly groomed hair was near black, compared to his short friend's dirty blond. And where the older servant had a bear, the young president was shaved clean. Their eyes were the only common element, in a deep hazel with a similar slight slant. Tace was a cousin, and Airam's closest friend – and so also one of his best paid employees, and always kept close.

Tace had voiced concerns about coming here at first, uneasy about the local 'customs' despite the opportunity to profit. Ossernon saw it as getting in on the ground floor of a huge industry. The place would soon be a gold mine, not just the retreat for maladjusted men. He was already making friends in local government, to get laws passed that while on private property, off world women retained their rights - there were maladjusted women to entertain as well. Even without violating the local women, it just made good sense for them to supply a large part of any workforce of servants; waitresses, maids and the like. Feed and cloth them, and after the initial purchase, you never had to pay them. He was going to change this world of opportunity with projects that might one day rival his earnings in transportation.

But first he had to settle in, before he could throw parties for local and off world officials. So he followed Tace toward the grand entrance of his new home, loving how every detail he'd planned had been seen to. As they entered the sight of one of his more expensive purchases greeted them. She was gorgeous – far more then her holo-image could convey. He wished he'd bother to remember her name.

“See Tace, how can you call these people backwards and shallow when greeted to this coming home?”

The shorter man rolled his eyes, but couldn't help but laugh a little, and never could keep his eyes off the woman. Airam couldn't either, and walked toward her, circling around to inspect his property. It felt odd to think of her so, but aside from the convenience of having a house servant, he had to show the locals that he accepted their ways. He could not think of a better way to keep up appearances.

“You look wonderful. Your former masters should be proud.” He timidly reached out, to touch her, letting his fingers run up her arm until it touched the silky soft, gold and nearly transparent cloth that did nothing but compliment her breasts – not hide them. He struggled to remember more of the customary things to say, knowing that those that delivered her were watching, waiting to report his acceptance of the goods. Finally they came to him, “I accept you into my home. May you serve me and my household well.”

The two men standing in the distance nodded, and departed now that their task was done. “Do you have a name girl?”
 
Emaira watched as the two men entered the fine entry way of the house. not sure which was to be her master until the taller and more handsome of the two steped towards her. She made sure to keep her eyes lowered as she was trained to do.

“You look wonderful. Your former masters should be proud.”

Unable to follow her training she lifted her eyes and looked at him. the anger she fear she felt inside transformed into anger and she was unable hide her feelings when she met his eyes. blue falmes danced in her eyes as she boldly stated. " I have never had another master....sire" that last was said hesatantly as if she had to force the word from between her lips.

The men that had brought her here gave her evil looks and for the first time she was glad she was no longer in their controll. lowering her eyes demurely again so that she looked at her bare feet.
she heard her new master send the guards that had brought her here away with his aproval of her and she could not hide the saticfyed grin on her face.

“Do you have a name girl?”

his voice was like a deep caress against her bare flesh some how she managed to keep her eyes downcast." my name is Emaira sire."
the words came a little easier to her now than they had before.
peeking up at him from lowered lashes she couldn't help but admire him, but more importantly she looked for any sign of aproval from him.
 
“Ooh, this one has spunk Tace, see those eyes?!” He felt like he was back in school, picking on the poorer kids, which had given him a thrill he was not proud of, but could never deny. He truly liked being in charge.

“Pleased to meet you Emaira,” sometimes his 'proper' upbringing managed to show through.

He turned to his friend and employee, “Go get settled in, I'll probably have visitors tonight coming to welcome me to the neighborhood, so to speak. I'm going to take a tour here and get to know this hot creature here.” He smiled gesturing to Emaira.

His friend departed, grinning back as to what 'tours' his employer might be taking. “Ok Emaira, why don't we take a look around. Gods though I don't know how I'll focus on anything but you.” He reached out for another, bit more bold touch of her, letting his hand drift down her back, and over her silk covered ass before pulling back. Part of him still unsure he could touch a woman he hardly knew this way, another part not wanting to stop.

He forced himself to walk further into the house, indicating that she should follow. As he inspected, with great effort, the large rooms in the first level, he asked chatted with her. “Sorry about the former master comment, I assumed that's what they were called at the schools you went through.”

He wasn't sure if he should be apologizing to a slave. “Remind me again, what services you've been trained in.”
 
Emaira eyed her new master from the corner of her eyes. how odd that he wouldn't remember such things as what duty's she had been trained to perform in his home. biting her lower lips she shruged her shoulders.
" i have been trained by the instructors to perform all things domestic and sexual to better please my master."

raising her head and stoping she looked him in the eyes a little perturbed with him,herself and the situation she currently found herself in.
" did they tell you nothing of how i ended up here?"

lowering her eyes again she continued to walk behind him again. through the tour she tryed to maintain her training but ever so often she would look up and see him looking at her. biting her lower lip again she wondered when she would be given her room and when he would expect her to begin her duty's.

the sway of her hips making the tiny bells around her waist jingling making tiniest of sounds as she walked through the house with him. her hands clasped behind her back as she had been taught.
 
Domestic and sexual. Some he knew were only trained in certain area's, and he couldn't remember if she had sexual skills taught or not. He'd been advised to look first for their ability to serve his house, and just take what pleasure from her he wanted. But there had been so many choices, names and skills, he had forgotten everything but her image when he'd chosen.

“I'm new to this planet, so there are somethings I am still trying to learn. An entire culture is hard to learn in just a standard month. I will have you tutor me in your customs. I wish to blend in with the local men, and gain their trust.” He wondered if he should confess this to his servant, but figured she was his, and no one should be able to hold anything over her head to change her loyalty.

“Each night, I want you to have something to teach me about your world, maybe something that my local 'friends' might not have shared.”

Damn but she was distracting from his plans, he had to find a way to include her, just so he could get some work done. But he knew, that with those bells, that cloth that hid nothing, and those eyes that pierced the soul - he'd never really be able to focus until he had learned first hand what type of sexual services she'd been taught.

“Show me my chambers Emaira.”
 
“Each night, I want you to have something to teach me about your world, maybe something that my local 'friends' might not have shared.”

looking up at him she smiled just a little. She had not expected her new master to be so open with her.

" i can do that for you."

as they continued to walk the hall the chime of her belt keeping rythem with each step she took.

“Show me my chambers Emaira.”

a little surprised she stoped how had he known she had been tutored on his house. " yes sir..it's down this hall on the right."

turning she lead him to a large ornate door and opened it steping to the side so he could enter first following behind him into the room and shutting the door as they entered. the room was large and in it's center was a large bed low to the floor surounded by foamy white curtains that hung from the ceiling and gathered on the floor. so thin you could see through it and airy enough for the cool night air to get through them. on the bed itself where mountains of pillows varying in shape,size and color.

the room was deffinately a mans dispite the traditional bedding on the planet.
looking to him she knew what he wanted of her. she had been prepared for the moment. they had told her that he would want to sample what she had to offer in the bedroom and she had been tutored and prepared to please him in what ever way he would want.

lowering her head slightly so that she looked up at him from beneath her thick lashes she slowly licked her suddenly dry lips. tilting her head slightly to the right she place her left hand on her hip and lifted the other so that she could run her fingers through her thick hair.

" is there anything else that you require master?"
 
He knew that not every man on the planet had a woman that was trained, and that the poor had to instruct their women in each task themselves. Still others went to more simple schools, to learn how to simple domestic tasks. Only the truly wealthy could afford someone trained in sexual pleasures.

It was good to be filthy rich.

“Yes Emaira, you there is. You've pranced around like a seductress, as is your job – and you've done your job well. You have me too distracted to focus on anything.” He stepped toward the woman who was all but posing to allure him. His hand rand down her arm, her skin the smoothest thing he'd ever felt.

“Show me, this training I paid so much for. Show me why it is they claim the women from this world are so much better lovers then anywhere else.”

To get things started, he took off his jacket, and loosened up his shirt, but beyond that, he wanted to see her finish seducing him, a job her eyes, swaying hips and perfect flesh had already started so well.
 
Emaria smiled and moved closer to him as he removed his jacket and tossed it over a chair behind them. as he was loosening his shirt she gently placed her hands on his and lowered them. Her eyes heavey with passion as she looked up at him, her hands moved up his arms to his shoulders and then down to the opening of his shirt. He skin was hot but smooth under her palms. slowly she moved so that she stood closer to him.

Standing on tip toes she placed small kisses on his jaw her tongue barely coming out to taste him as she moved down his neck her hands slowly working the buttons of his shirt loose. looking up at him with only her eyes as she lowly kissed her way down to his belly button. stoping breifly to work the buttons of his pants until they came open she continued her soft kisses as she pushed his pants down his legs.

Emaira's lips moved closer and closer to his erection but never actually touched it as she pushed his pants to his feet. standing slowly she reached out adn taking his large hand in hers she led him to the bed opening the curtians for him to enter ahead of her.

" you will be more comftorable here than standing in the middle of the room master."

standing at the foot of the bed where her new master could watch her unobstructed she slowly lifted her arms and untied to knot holding her top on. as she lowered her arms she brought the ends of the top down. here eyes never leaving his face as she pulled the top over her breasts. her hardend nipples caught the fine fabric before she pulled it down to her waist. liftin gher hands she cuped her breasts and messaged them in front of him. her eyes still on him.

her hands falling to her side she unties the skirt that she was wearing and it fell in one gracfull motion to the floor. hooking her thumbs under her top she pushed it over her hips and to the floor where it landed with her skirt.

standing up tall she ran her hands over her thighs and slowly between where she had no hair to hide her sex from him. moving her hands up slowly they traveled over her flat tummy to her breasts again .

leaning onto the bed she crawled up his body moving slowly stoping every now and then to nip at a sinsative spot on his body before caressing it with her tongure. still she did not go near his erection.
 
Being disrobed in this manner had certainly been enjoyable, and her mouth pressing into his skin everywhere but where his body demanded it, had the effect she was aiming for – he was fully aroused, and ready to see how it was she felt on his cock.

But then he was treated to a strip tease, that while totally unnecessary, was wonderful to watch from his new vantage on the edge of the bed. As she crawled over him and continued with her nibbles and kisses, he wanted to tell her to hurry things up, but remained silent – except for the occasional moan of approval. He'd asked her to show him, and it seemed she was going to do just that.

His hands moved up, to caress her body, exploring his purchase intimately. He loved how her breasts hung down toward him, the nipples hard from her own arousal, or so he chose to think.

The realities of owning a woman such as this were setting in. No longer were things some abstract thought of ordering a woman around to fetch this, clean that, and to give him a blow job. No, it seemed from here, that to let her use her skills pleased her. He would have to let her used these skills often!
 
moving her body so that she stradled his legs. looking up at him she offered a wicked little smile and then wraping her hands around his hard erection she slowly kissed her way around it using her lips tongue and teeth to bring him the ultimate pleasure she could.

finally she kisses her way up to the red tip of his hard on and using her tongue licks the center before taking him into her mouth and working her way up and down his length. she could feel his hips lifting slightly toward her as she took him all the way in and used her tongue to rub and flick against him.

finally she lifts her head and moves up his body, laying full length ontop of him she can feel his massive hard on pressed against her belly. looking into his eyes she smiles " do i please you master?"
 
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This girl was a pro, teasing just enough, and she used her entire body to do so. Her mouth had felt like heaven, and he wanted to protest when she stopped to crawl up and lay against him – but loving the feel of her breasts pressed against his chest, forming a delightful bit of cleavage just below her gorgeous face with her silver collar contrasting the flesh. Her slick pussy rubbing ever so slightly against the head of his cock thrilled him even more then the sight of her.

“Yes, yes you please me,” He answered almost in disbelief that there could be any question.

His hands wrapped around her and grabbed her ass, a cheek in each palm, and squeezed hard. “Keep pleasing me,” it was a command that left in heated breath, as he was nearly lost in the moment.
 
" yes master"

sitting up she stradled his hips with her thighs and with him still sqweezing her ass she began to rock her body back and forth. her wet pussy easily gliding up and down the length of his hard on as she moved. her own breath became more of a pant as she massaged her desire against him.

rocking her body forward so that she felt the tip of him pressed against her pussy she rocked back and he slid inside of her. instantly her pussy tightened around him and she moaned huskily before looking down at him.

holding on to his arms she began to slowly move her body up and down. the his cock sliding in and out of her nearly undoing all she had been taught all she could think of was how wonderfull it felt to have him inside her. stretching her and filling her so completely.

moving her hips in a curcular motion she watched his face and bit her lower lip as the feelings she was experiancing intensafyed. un able to take it any longer she leaned over him her hands on eithor side of his head and moving only her hips began to move her pussy up and down his shaft quickly.

For the first time she placed her lips on his and kissed him. her kiss was filled with passion and desire as her body moved on him. their tongues rubbing against and sparing with each other as the kiss deepend.
 
In his life, Airam had done all sorts of things with all sorts of women – but this, somehow was a new thrill. He'd bribed women into doing things, paid them, got them drunk, but never just simply commanded it. Not only did she comply, but she put her entire effort into the task.

Her hips moved perfectly, the chain of bells giving off their tiny sounds to give an anthem to her skill. He moaned, and moved with her, as she laid back lower to him and sped up their intercourse – but his moans were soon muffled by her lips. Her mouth entwined with is in a kiss that he wanted to melt into. But this too was a new thrill, found only on this world. While she had begun and lead the meetings of their tongues, she remained utterly submissive in it – like she was giving him her lips to enjoy, just as her pussy rode up and down on his cock, it was there for his enjoyment.

Not that she didn't seem to be having a good time, with her own deep, breathes and moans. He wondered if that too was part of her training, but ultimately didn't care. He hoped it was real – that his sex slave enjoyed her task. That would make them both very happy, very often.
 
Emaira was sweating from her exsertion making her body slick against his as she continued to move up and down on his shaft, empaling her self over and over again on his massive cock.

Feeling that she was close to her own orgasm she looked down at him her licking her lips she asked huskily. " master is there anything you would have me do to please you even more?"

sitting up on him she shifted her weight so that all of her was centered over his cock forcing him even deeper into her tight pussy. leaning back just slightly she moved not an inch but the inner muscles around his shaft steadily griped adn released him as she waited for his answer.
 
Her intoxicating motions came to a halt as she raised herself up on him, to ask questions and tease him with the skill of her outwardly unmoving body – but her pussy still managed to massage his cock.

“No, just keep going.” He wanted to shout at the pause in action, but with her expert muscles still managing to hold his attention, all he could do was urger her on.

His hands moved lower, and tired to pull her up off him, so that she could be dropped down again while he lifted his hips to ram into her. Once they build up a rhythm of this, steadily increasing, he could feel the nearing of his release.

He watched her tits bound up and down, as did the ring on her collar, and the bells around her belly – each adding its own bonus to the overwhelming sensations. His moans grew more urgent, as he repeatedly impaled the girl from below.

“Oh fuck yes!” The last coherent words before groaning his satisfaction, and letting his seed erupt deep inside her. His thrusts became hurried, then irregular – until at last he had pumped all he had into her, and went limp beneath this perfect fuck toy he'd bought.
 
" master is there anything you would have me do to please you even more?"

“No, just keep going.”

she closes her eyes and lets him take controll as he grabs her hips and lifts her up only to let her come back down as he thrusts into her. gasping she cries out her head falling back as she enjoys the feeling of him burried deep inside her.

as his thrusts became eratic and harder her crys became louder. Emaira felt like she would burst into flames at any minute.reaching down with both hands her tiny nails bit into the flesh of his chest as her body moved with his.

his fingers bit into the white flesh of her hips as his movements became harder and more eratic. unable to controll herself the muscles surrounding his cock grew tighter and tighter. leaning her head back and arching her back she cryed out in extacy.

she heard his deep cry of saticfaction a sacond later as he thrust into her one last time before exploding beep with in her body.

getting up she walked naked except for the chain around her waist to a pitcher and basin. lifting it she poured warm water into the basin and used a soft wrap to dip into. coming back to the bed she knelt beside him and gently sleaned him up. setting the wrag aside she places her hands in her lap and lowers her eyes.

" i hope that i pleased you well... you must inform me for next time what it is that you preffer from me.. i have been trained to do anything that you could desire.. but i will never know what that is unless you tell me.."

her cheeks turning an even darker shade of pink she looks at him. " i find that i very much want to please you."
 
“Oh dear stars that was wonderful.” he claimed, but then almost protested as she left him so suddenly after their mutual orgasm. She was quick to return with a warm cloth to clean him up, but the thrill of having someone who professed to enjoy pleasing him, went to his lust filled head.

“Ok, stop. Put the cloth down and use your mouth.” He reached up and drug a pillow under his head, to prop him up so he could watch her respond to his latest command. Airam continued to honor her request for more about his preferences.

“I love to see a girls lips around my cock, and when you are there, look up at me. I want to see those beautiful eyes of yours every time.” he thought more on his desires, never having to simply instruct a woman on what he wanted, and expect it to happen.

“Hmmm, I'll enjoy taking you from behind, often. There is just something about a women bent over that I love. Tables, couches, banisters, and hell, just in the middle of a room with nothing to grab but your ankles.” He was rambling now, listing off his less deviant preferences.
 
As her master talked to her she lowered herself onto the bed next to him. her hand moving softly over his cock.Lowering her head she placed feather soft kisses along it's length. Her tongue barely coming out to taste him as she reaches his balls she runs the tip of her tongue over them.

her eyes looking up at him as she appeared to be only half listening to what he said be she was actually taking in every word and filling it away for later use.

wraping her small hand around the base of his shaft she holds him firm but loosely enough to slide her hand up to the tip and back down as her she uses her other hand to message his heavey balls her tongue moving in swirling patterns over them before she gently sucks one into her mouth her tongue continues to play over it. swirling and flicking over the sinsative flesh.
 
The girl knew her craft, as she took his semi-erect cock into her hands and kissed and licked away the evidence of their joining. He wasn't prepared for her delicate attention to his balls, when she took one into her mouth lovingly.

“Damn but you are good,” he approved, and shut his eyes – taking a deep breath and trying to enjoy it. He no longer rambled about his sexual preferences, or anything – he just remained quiet to let her work her magic.

He wanted to fuck her again – wanted to do that all night, but he knew had other things to do as well. Nothing specific came to mind, as he could not focus on anything but her mouth and how it made him feel, but he knew there must be something.

But as she continued to stroke his shaft, while sucking on his balls, his member ceased softening, and began to get hard again. He was going to have a great time with this girl...

“That's it, get me hard again, and take care of this round with your mouth,” he moaned. He liked the term 'round', it made fucking this heavenly creature seem like a sport.

He'd fit in just fine here.
 
Moving her tongue up from his balls she slowly licks her way up his shaft. Her tongue swirls around the large tip flicking underneath the deep ridge of his head before she wraps her lips around his shaft just under the heack of his cock. sucking gently as her tongue works over the very tip teasing and tormenting him with her tongue before she slowly lowers her head and her lips slide halfway down his shaft.

“That's it, get me hard again, and take care of this round with your mouth,” he moaned.

She can feel him swelling in her mouth and she moans loudly around him before taking the rest of him in her mouth. Her right hand steadily massaging his balls. Her left hand wraped around the base of his shaft steadily moving over him as her mouth works his cock.

Looking up at him with soft alluring ice blue eyes as she steadily moves her lips up and down his erection.
 
Again it was those eyes – a perfect blue that advertised her joy at the task, but hid everything else. She could be both revealing and mysterious at the same time, especially with his cock half way down her throat.

He couldn't recall her name, or even his – much less all his plans for this world. All he could focus on was how she looked up at him, as she brought such pleasure to him, he could hardly believe. He'd had 'professionals' before, and they had been wonderful – until you compared them to this gem of a world everyone else shunned. He felt this entire planet's backward history was all meant to eventually produce this one girl, that he had bought and now enjoyed.

His hand flew to the back of her head, his fingers gripping the red curls of her hair, as he urged her on. He wanted nothing more then to empty his seed into her perfect little mouth.
 
Emaira kept her eyes on his face as she steadily moves her mouth up and down his thickening shaft her lips sealed tightly around him she can feel him swelling in her throat as she takes all of him into her mouth before pulling her mouth off of him and letting her tongue travel down the length of his cock to his balls.

Licking and sucking the large warm bags as her hand moves up and down his shaft she uses her tongue to lick and kiss every part of his sex hearing his moans as she moves her mouth back up his shaft very gently scraping her pearly white teeth over his swollen member before she takes the thick tip back into her mouth her lips wraping tightly around him as she sucks on the velvity tip. her lips slowly moving up and down on his cock.
 
Airam could not believe how fast she had him hard as a rock again, and was delighting in bobbing up and down on his shaft after bathing his balls with her mouth. He wondered if there was anything the girl wouldn't enjoy doing for him – but left that thought to be explored in greater detail later.

Not only was he hard once more, but she was working quickly to bring the release he had demanded. The tease of her teeth, the slide of her tongue, the pressure of he lips – all expertly applied to thrill. But as his need grew more urgent, he felt too passive about the whole affair, and tightened his grip on her hair, forcing her down on his cock. “Take it all girl, I hope they taught you how.” He did not let up until her lips were at the base of his cock, and her eyes were wide from the pressure and surprise.
 
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