Slave Auction

Lys ~

Deep loud moans and whimpers was all that would manage to let out. Body was jerking, trembling in reaction to the now tender touches.

"mmmmm I like that master....... sister......I...... ccc.....can't hold it.... much longer......."

The need for release was on so close, held onto the chains with the death grip, clawing into the palms of my hands. Instictivly tried to arch my back from my masters touch, instead couldn't move. The weight of my body held me perfect for his reach.
 
Lord Montebank:

One of his hands moves to where he's joined so pleasurably to Ciors and fingers find her hard and prominent pleasure nub to pinch and roll as she obeys giving pleasure to Lys and her Master at the same time.

His hips move to the timing Ciors has established driving himself into her each time she fills her cunnie with his cock.

His lips move from tormented nipple to tormented nipple driving Lys higher and closer to the peak she'll soon dive off and his hand fondles, kneads, rubs, rolls the breast not being sucked, licked and bitten.

He feels his balls tightening, his shaft swelling, growing and knows he moments from releasing his thick seed deep into Ciors and groans his pleasure onto Lys's breast and nipple as his hand and fingers tighten reflexivly on what they're playing with.
 
Ciors

Ciors gasps as Masters fingers pinch and twist her tender freshly pierced clit. Her body arches and writhes as her mouth and hands continue their work on Lys. Her body still fucking you. She lets out a long moan into her sisters cunt as she feels Master's cock surge preparing to spill his hot seed deep within her.

"Please......please Master may I cum...." she whimpered in a muffled voice, her tongue still lapping wildly at Lys' folds.
 
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Lys ~

"I'mmmm going toooo ...... neeeed to cummm plleaassssss.....OH GODDDD..... pleases master.... let me.... uss .... mmmmm pleeassse..."
 
Lord Montebank:

Now all three were primed and ready.

He squeezed Lys's breast hard enough that there'll be a hand print, he pinched and stretched Ciors's love button as he drove his cock into her willing fuckhole and arched to keep it there.

His lips left the swollen nipple just long enough to order, "Cummmmm my slaves. Cummmm now. Cummm with Master."

Then he was sucking on the swollen nipple, chewing and biting it as it was licked and flicked by his tongue and his balls fired stream after stream of his thick cum into Ciors's cunnie for the first time as she drove Lys over the edge into her orgasm and Ciors's juices gushed and washed down his prick and belly.
 
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Screams tried to let out, it was hard from the strain on me neck and my previous screams. Cries came out hard, filling the room. Jerking, trembling, felt like it would never end. Sister's relentless tongue, masters death grip on one breast, his merciless mouth on the other. Torturing each of the beyond sensitive nipples.

At last blacking out, letting my aching body just react on it's own. Sex juices flow heavily into/onto my sister and streaming down her from her mouth after letting out her screams.
 
Ciors

Ciors screams as her Master's grip on her lil clit continues. She writhes, still impailed om Your cock, feeling Your hot seed shooting deep within her. Lys' juices running down her face, she lap eagerly at them as she screams and cries eminate and vibrate deep into her sister's core.

She feels Lys go limp and figures that her sister has passed out and understandably. Ciors is still shaking tremendously herself, her head spinning. She collapses atop You, her head resting on Your chest.
 
Lord Montebank:

"Good Ciors, good slave," he pants as he strokes your hair, back and ass.

"When we've gotten out breath again we must lower Lys so she can rest properly."
 
Ciors

Ciors was still panting softly, but purrs escaped her lips as You stroked her body gently, whispering your sweet compliments in her ear.

"Thank you Master..." she whispered.

"Oh yes....I'd say she definately needs some rest, we've exhausted the poor little thing..." Ciors cooed.
 
Lord Montebank:

"She's been through a lot and many changes in two days slave, as have you.
"I'll carry her to bed and if you aren't exhausted too you may join me in mind tonight and show me your abilites and talents before we sleep."
 
I was out cold, although I can hear voices, barely making out what they were saying. Letting my body calm down, even while being bound like I was, sleep fell heavily over me. Being used to such positions and worse. Falling asleep like this was nothing. I was so used to this that his bed was strange to sleep in last night.
 
Lord Montebank:

Once he's gotten his breath back he rises and lowers Lys to the floor. She's unfastened from her suspension harness and gently carried into her room and, after Ciors, turns down the covers, is laid in her bed.
The lamp is turned down low, fresh water is in the bedside pitcher and there's a mug for drinking. She's covered, kissed gently and he whispers, "If you hear me my Lys, when you wake and have taken care of your absolutions come to my bed.
"Sleep well my slave. Master will be nearby should you need him." After another kiss she's left well covered to sleep and rest to prepare for the morrow.

He says, "Come slave," and leads Ciors to his room where she'll sleep in his bed, as Lys did, for her first night here.
 
Lys ~

Distantly felt myself being lowered, couldn't move even though I wanted to even after being released. Heard voices, male and female, barely make out words. It was like I was in a far off place where no-one can hurt me in anyway. Saw visions, nothing in particular, just visions of people I knew. Happier times. I would get like this after having a massive orgasm in restraints. Mostly because I knew that he or whoever would be done with me and leave me to rest.

Unlike the master I have now, moaned pleasantly upon feeling his arms around me carrying me. Sudden sensation of the bed woke me up enough to hear what he said, and to smile at him. Thanking him for everything.

I have no idea how long I had slept, felt great when I woke up. Cleaning myself up again, just a basic wipe down. Redid my hair. Shortly after walking to master's room, wondering what sis and him were doing. Maybe finding the right moment to join them..
 
Ciors

Ciors nodded as her Master led her to His room. She was nervous and excited at the same time as time one on one with a new Master would be in her mind, the best way to discover his likes & dislikes.

She entered to room where she had been brought before to be washed and knelt in the centre of a rug beside the bed awaiting her Master's command. She hoped that her sister was sleeping well and had recieved much pleasure....
 
Lord Montebank:

"Tired my little slave? Like to get some sleep?" he asks as his fingertips stroke your smooth cheek gently as you kneel next to his leg.
 
Lys ~

They didn't seem to notice that I was at the door. I also didn't make it known either, very quiet as I watched for a few. She did seem tired, also felt like there was something more. Just a feeling ran through me. Stayed a few moments, then went to retire back to my room thinking that maybe she would like to be alone with him for her first night.

She hasn't had real time to be with him alone yet, therefore decideing to let them be for now. Maybe later tonight while they are sleeping whille slip by his side. With that, I quietly went to put my aching body to rest for a few more hours.
 
Ciors

Ciors leaned into her Masters gentle stroking touch and looked up at him with smiling eyes.

"As much as I am indeed tired Master, I wouldn't dare sleep without first offering to please You. Is there anything you would like me to do?" she asked softly her Irish lit flowing gently.
 
Lord Mointebank:

"Show me your skills at sex Ciors. Arouse me as sensually as you can the pleasure me until I've spent in you a place of your choosing," he says with a smile.
 
Ciors

Ciors smiled and replied,

"Oh Master! It would be my pleasure! Um....shall we proceed to the bed?" she asked softly, not wanting to stand or move to Your bed without Your permission.
 
Lord Montebank:

He sits on the bed he's been standing next to while speaking to you and pats it to let you know that you may join him.
 
Ciors

Moving with feline-like movements Ciors crawled from her place on the floor up onto the bed next to you. She kissed at your neck gently and moved her lips up to your ear where she nibbled seductively on the lobe.

"May this slave undress You Master?" she purred in a lusty whisper as her hand gently reached for the top button on your shirt.
 
Lord Montebank:

"You may Ciors slave," he replies with a smile as a fingernail of each hand flicks each nipple fairly hard as you begin your self appointed task.
 
Ciors

Ciors whimpered and moaned as her tender just pierced nipples were flicked. She moved so that she was straddling you on the edge of the bed and began unbuttoning your shirt, kissing down your chest as she did so until finally she removed the shirt entirely.

She slipped to the floor and carefully removed your boots and socks, returning to your waist she removed your belt and slowly, teasingly undid your pants.

She gasped softly to see you wore no undergarments and blushed gently. She motioned for you to stand and slid your pants from you. Leaving you standing there infront of her in all your naked glory.
 
Lord Montebank:

"Nicely done my slave. Now what do you wish of me? Where would you like me to be and how so you may continue your demonstration of your skills."
 
Ciors

Ciors smiled softly,

"Well Master, if you could lay on the center of the bed, on your back, your legs spread just slightly.....that would be perfect..." she whispered.

She blushed as she was not used to telling her Master what to do.
 
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