The Submisson They Will Learn (Open Please join)

Mistriss_Isis

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ooc: I got this idea from the wonderfully erotic Sleeping beauty books by Ann Rice, if you've red them join, if you havent, join as well, I'm only taking the main Idea from it, your own characters please. And please not all Slaves, anyone can bid on a slave, a noble or a peasent. And no one liners or you will be asked to leave.

We had been bad slaves. Sold to the Queen by our families we were all royalty. But titles were stripped away when one entered the court of the queen. No clothes were worn and the queen in her beauty and cruelness doled us out to her court for their pleasure. There we learned to submit, to serve ourMaster and Mistress' every order. We took pride in being perfect. But they would torture us. Exquisite torture, the kind which one began to crave. The hall of punishments we were put on display but we were bathed and slept in warm chambers. But then, their were those of us who disobeyed so completely, our will's were never broken. Every year those ones who were rebeled were 'rewarded' for such an act.

We were actioned off at the village Market.

We were pushed in together in a hall walled wooden cart, all of us naked, most of us weeping. Our hands were bound at our necks, leather bit's between our lips. We sobbed and shuddered thinking of what torture could lay ahead of us. We were only sold for the summer, then we would be hearded back to the palace and would surely see the error of our ways.
I am Princess Anaka, I disobeyed my Mistress and Master , I had fought back after being taken from my family. My raven hair had shilelded my breasts, my buttocks red from the constant whipping of the gaurds. I could hear the roar of the crowd as they pulled us roughly from the stopped cart and begin to herd us through the gates.
 
Princess Rosalyn

I absolutely refused to cry. But that was pretty much expected by the people who were familiar with me. Sunset red hair and a passion and temper to match it. I still had not learned how to contol any of them, hair, passion or temper. The Lords and Ladies had used me as a pet, and some of them I even tried to be good for, but eventually they would demand something I simply couldn't bend to accomedate.

And so I was here, with the others, the weeping princesses, the sad eyed princes, being pulled off the cart and led to an auction block. My shorter stature had hidden the view until some of the others had been cleared away. The crowd was impressive, townpeople filling the square, some with the money to bid on a slave from teh castle, most just happy to watch the show. No turning back now. I steeled myself for the guard's rough grasp and managed to hop off the cart with some measure of grace. I winced as a leather strap smacked my tender bottom, but what smarted more was the young man who saw and laughed. I set my jaw and walked to the line with the others.

No turning back now.
 
Gaden Lothic
Age: 35
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 160lb
EC: Green
HC: Black and short

Other:
Gaden is a merchant, a very successful merchant. He lives in a manor house outside of town and owns a fleet of trading vessels which keep him wealthy and in the style of living he has become accustomed to. The only blemish on his otherwise perfect life is his wife. A young noble woman he married for her money and looks, the poor 18 year old had no idea about sex when he took her to his bed and after five years of trying to train her he has become disillusioned with her and has turned his attention to high class whores. Now the chance to purchase royal slaves beckons and it might be just what he needs to satisy his sexual urges.

IC:

Gaden rode along the back of the crowd on his white horse watching the proceedings with a trained and excited eye. He had bought slaves before, many times, but he'd never bought a Princess as a sex slave. From the back of his horse he could see over the top of the crowd and watched as the girls and men were brough out for display, all naked and all bound and gagged. This was going be an interesting day as he had not decided yet whether to buy one of two slaves. Her would wait and see how the bidding went. If it was to rich he'd stick with one, a man shouldn't get to greedy afterall he thought with a smile as his eyes found those of a young girl with long black hair and another shorter girl standing alongside her with red hair. Both her very beautiful and he cocked his head to study them further.
 
Princess Elizabeth

Princess Elizabeth
20
5'7
125lbs
fair skin
waist length curly brown hair
dark blue eyes
virgin

IC: willful, stubborn and defiant, princess elizabeth had fought back against her old masters. she refused to let them take her virginity, and endured multiple punishments for her defiance. finnaly, recognizing that she would not be taken, they had sent her to the market to be sold.

she stood tall among the other slaves, her jaw set and her eyes fixed foward. she cared not what happened to her, but her will would not be broken. she could feel the appraising eyes of the village people upon her, and struggled not to react to their scrutiny. let one of them buy her, she thought, she would proudly give them hell for their choice.
 
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I was pushed towards the front, running along and trying to twist away from the rough hands of the villagers and the sting of the whip. Tears ran down my face as I ran and we were hearded into a pen like sheep. The women seperated from the men. I kept my eyes closed I would not struggle, and as I thought those words I felt a hand wrap around my arm.

"Look at this plump exotic princess," called out the auctioneer as my legs were kicked apart and my back arched out to show the crowd my breasts. I fought against the bit, tears sliding down my face as the platform was spun, to show me at all angles as the whip licked at my naked sex and thighs.

Then I was bent forward a leather rod prodding my sex to the cheer of the people. I ached to be touched now, my body screamed out in protest. ~Please end this maddness soon~ I pleaded.
 
Marcus

Marcus
6'4"
220lbs
black hair
blue eyes

I'm a very skilled and feared warrior, I have never been one to follow proper protocol. I fight for what I believe in and nothing less. My men love me and my enemies fear me. I am not known for being a patient or sympathetic man, in fact I have been called cruel and heartless many times. I live in a castle on my family's homestead out in the country.

I was coming into the village today, to pick up supplies, when I notice a large crowd gathered in the middle of the village. People were laughing, yelling out .. some saying what a disgrace and begging God to stop this spectacle, others had lewd comments. I left my man with the wagon, slid off my horse and started towards the front of the crowd. Did my eyes deceive me? There standing on a small platform were beautiful women of all shapes and sizes, stripped naked, red marks on their bodies from the whip of the slavetrader.

I had heard of this, the auctioning of the "princesses", but I had never believed that it actually happened. I thought to myself, what a surprise it would be for my men to bring them back a couple of these so called princesses. Laughing at the thought, I decided that I would bid on at least one of them. Now to decide which ones to actually bid on ....

The raven haired beauty ... standing on a seperate platform that turned to show off the goods bent at the waist, having her sex prodded with a leather rod ... looked as if she was wanting the rod to fuck her. As the slavemaster rubbed her thighs then up to her sex, her back arched and the men in the crowd roared with laughter and cheers.

The fair skinned girl with her curly brown hair ... ahh, long curly hair will give you something to hold on to, to lead her around with. Stood tall, no tears, her eyes seemed to be looking thru the crowd and seeing nothing. One could tell she would be stubborn and willful .. perhaps too much of a problem if all I wanted was a whore for my men. Personally tho, I do like a challenge.

Then as some of the others were cleared away, I saw a short red haired beauty ... her ass red from the sting of the whip, tears sliding down her face, trying to look defiant but succeeding miserably. My best friend and trusted 2nd in command, had always favored this type of woman.
 
Elizabeth tried desperatly to tune out her surroundings, but she could not ignore the torture princess anaka was being subjected to, or the misery written all over her tear-stained face. Though dreading the treatment herself, she would gladly undergo it in place of her dear friend.

As soon as the thought entered her head, Princess Anaka was brought down from the platform, and Elizabeth was pushed up into her place. The auctioneer grabbed her as he did Anaka, roughly forcing her body into appealing poses. His hands moved to her breasts, pinching her nipples, causing them to tighten, for even her will could not prevent the reaction.

"you like that, do you slut?" she heard whispered in her ear, and closed her eyes breifly in humiliation before quickly opening them again, resuming her stare, this time with a significant amount of fire burning in her blue eyes. the auctioneer went on with his presentation, listing her attributes, calling her a "passionate woman". elizabeth tried not to sneer.
 
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I was pushed from the black and pulled onto the auction table now that I had showed my 'wares'. My hands were bound behind my neck, jutting out my chest and boot feet kicked my legs apart. My chin was forced up with a leather riding crop and I bit back the tears that threatened to flood down my face once more.

"So what is the bid for this exotic beauty? More then welcome in any Master or Mistress's bed, we'll start the bidding at three gold coins, do I hear four?" he called out as the bids raced in from every direction. My raven hair fell in my face as I stood there shaking.
 
Princess Rosalyn

The bidding was beginning, girls being dragged onto the platform and roughly, obscenely displayed for the cheering crowd. I tried to lose myself in the huddle of naked princes and princesses, edge my way toward the back, but one of the guards noticed me fading backward and dragged me roughly to the head ofthe line. His fingers dug into my hair and he amused himself by whipping my thighs and ass, watching me squirm away from the sting, while Princess Elizabeth was shown to the crowd.

Princess Anaka was sold, I didn't catch the amount, but a bag of gold was passed up to the autioneer as guards lifted her off the plaform and down to the ground, leading her off to her new owner.

I felt my breath get short at the sight of her elegant form, being swallowed in the mass of noise and confusion down below. Rough hands grabbed me and pulledme onto the high platform that recently held Princess Elizabeth. It was my turn to be held above the crowd, my body stretched and bent so that the whole square could see my flesh. He bent my body, showing how flexable I was, how pliable. I felt light headed as I was bent roughly forward, my copper colored hair piling around my ankles and a stiff rod prodding my anus and sex, the autioneer loudly proclaiming his thoughts on my form and funtion. I started fighting then, kicking him nicely in the shin when he dragged me upright by my hair. Its the little victories you have to savor in this world.
 
Piranha < not shiva kitten

I am one of the few female mercenaries known in this region. My enemies call me Piranha, my friends, which are the few mercenaries I travel with, call me Pira. I am known for my lack of mercy and my thirst for fresh blood. Those that hire me only do so because I am the best, though the fear that drips from their pours when I am near them can sometimes be more satisfying than the gold that they pay.

I just finished a collection when I noticed a crowd of ignorant peasants some screaming for the mercy of "those poor innocents". While others screaming for a chance to join in. I became facinated with the uproar and went to see what was happening. As I broke through the crowd I saw a woman bent over with firey hair glistening in the sunlight, and a man thrusting a stick into her anus. Just as the man finished telling the crowd why they should buy her, she kicked him hard in the ankle causing him to fumble and the crowd to either cheer or jeer depending on their position on the subject.

The woman was dragged off the platform by her hair, while being brutaly whipped. I found myself wishing it was me holding that whip. I however wasn't interested in all the showoff. I had decided that I was going to buy a slave for me and my small group of mercenaries. Knowing that I am feared and can get my way I decided to go straight to the pin where the girls were being held at.

I nearly had to kill the guard before he was convinced that letting me have my way was in his best interest. I walked around the line of women, all of them beautiful. The only flaws were temporary inflictions from the guards. I wanted someone who resembled an innocent version of myself. I saw a pale young figure, could have been no older than 18 or 19. Stark black hair and firey green eyes, freshly shaven and well built. She stood straight and rigid, a feirceness not to be reckoned with, 8 years my junior, i wanted her.

I paid 150 gold for her, because I refused to bid in the auction i paid quite a bit more than i could have, but I believe it was worth it. I decided to choose a male also, make things more interesting. Not intending to do any jobs for a while, this would provide entertainment.

After purchasing a redheaded well build male, due to his capability to get a hard on at the drop of a hat, I headed back to my troops. Though the girl proved to be a tad bit of trouble, that was expected. A quick thrust of my sword shaft into her sex, cooled her out quite a bit.
 
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Gaden looked down from his horse as his purchase was brought to him by a guard. Princess Anaka he informed was the name of the girl, but Gaden didn't have a lot of time for names when it came to slaves. Handing the guard the agreed amount of gold, Gaden tied the naked Princess to his saddle keeping her hand bound as he turned his attention back to the auction. He'd got Anaka quiet cheap considering her beauty, but then she was the first slave on the block. Now things had got started the prices would rise.

Gaden wanted either one more girl or a male slave, either would do, but it seemed that the girls outnumbered the boys and as he watched he saw a warrior woman drag the red haired girl he'd noticed earlier and one of the male slaves away with her. The girl with long curly brown hair got his attention as he looked over the remaining slaves, but he noticed another man in the crowd, obviouslt a warrior, also eyeing her up.
 
I was bought, I almost hoped I wouldnt be sold, that the bidding would get so high no one would want me. But I was wrong. I was led through the crowd by the leather bit in my mouth, hands grabbinh ad my buttocks and breasts, smacking them playfully. I kept my eyes on my new master. He tooked so majestic sitting atop his mount. I felt a sudden pang of sadness as I remembered the pampered life of the palace. Here it would be different.

I was tied roughly to his saddle and I closed my eyes against the tears, he did not speak to me, and he did not move once I was secure, he wanted another slave.
 
As I watched the slaves being auctioned off, I could not take my eyes off the curly haired beauty. She had a cold defiant look on her face, a look that said she would not be an obedient or willing slut. Not being one to pass up a challenge, when she was brought up on the auction block, I joined in the bidding. In the end, I finally outbid the others and went to the side of the platform to await my newly acquired goods.

They brought me my curly haired beauty, the man in charge said her name was Princess Elizabeth. I took her by the arm, turning her so I could see what my gold had just purchased. She was glaring at me, daring me with her eyes to try to tame her. Oh yes, this was going to be fun ... the taming of "Princess" Elizabeth. I wondered how many other men had fucked this little beauty with the defiant eyes. I reached up and ran the back of my hand over one of her nipples, watched it react and smiled.

I had not forgotten my men, I was going to purchase a couple of whores for them. The last few on the auction block, were not nearly as pretty as those in the beginning and could be purchased at a considerably less sum than the others. I bought 2 for what I had paid for Elizabeth ... one a blonde haired, green eyed girl who looked as if she was actually enjoying having the auctioneer prod her with his leather rod ... the other, a woman with black hair and exotic eyes who got on the platform and with no prodding from the auctioneer exposed her most secret parts to the crowd. These two seemed to be a fitting pair to be able to take on my men.
 
Prince James and Princess Leslie

James:

I watched as all of the women I had grown to love were sold off to the highest bidder, my dear precious Anaka was the first to go, and I could see the sadness within her. I would not let Leslie go so easily. I held tight to her form, the gaurds unmercilessly lashing my back, thighs and buttocks, but I refused to let go. my red hair was shaggy and fell in my brown eyes as I sheilded her my hands had been untied and I held her and would not move until an angry gaurd came in and slapped my face as he pried us apart. I could see him speaking to auctioneer as I kissed Leslie and watched in pain as she was dragged away from me. But she was not taken to the auctioneer she was taken to a woman, a woman whom upon seeing her made my breath catch in my throat.

Leslie: I couldn't stand to watch it all and it seemed the gaurds enjoyed lashing me harder then the rest, but I would not flinch or be made to cry. I watched in mute horror as the auction ended and I was bought by a woman, and to my amazement she purchased James too. I fought back against her my hair wild but she shoved the hilt of her sword into my sex and I stilled myself, my eyes wide and lips parted as she pulled it from me. I felt my body jolt we were slaves now, not playthings of the castle. and if I was to have any release from this fire within me I would have to submit, but I dont think I am ready to do that I cant. SO I keep my head up and watch out of the corner of my eye as the woman stroked Jame's cock, I turned away unable to look at the thing thjat had brought me pleasure so many times before the eyes of the Queen. Head erect I waited for our new mistress to lead us away from the crowd.
 
Elizabeth tried to keep her eyes trained foward as she was pushed up onto the auction block, hearing the shouted bids mingling with the cheers and laughter as the people watched the humiliation of the other princesses. the bidding escalated quickly, until only a few of the richest men remained. elizabeths eyes were drawn to one of these men, the one with the black hair, who was staring so fixedly at her. his look made her shiver, and her body tensed. she could tell that this was a man accustomed to getting what he wants, and he was making it quite clear that he wanted her. apparently at any price, elizabeth thought, when she heard the amount he had paid to win her.

elizabeth was brought to him, and she had to fight not to be intimidated by his size and obvious strength. she could tell that he was a warrior, and that she would be unable to fight him, should he decided to force her. this thought made her glare, she hated feeling helpless, which was exactly how she felt in this mans presence. she saw his smile as he brushed her nipple, and fought the instinct to flinch.
 
Piranha

I had other errands to run. Glad to have other hands to help carry the supplies I headed on my way. I stroked the mans cock testing to see how often I could arouse him, pleased at the once again quick response I turned my head to other matters.

I had chains made for my new pets, rope was too easily escaped. After picking up the rest of the supplies I headed to the outskirts of town where my men were waiting. My horse Lucia under the care of my second in command was probably getting restless.

The pets were walking a few steps behind me carrying a sachel each, when i heard a thump, and the chain nearly ripped from my hands. The slaves were attempting to escape, comical really. I drew my sword and pulled the chain with half my strength and toppled both of them to the ground. Seeing the emotion the female had for the male, I threatened to slit his throat for disobeying me. At first she showed no emotion, I could see fear in her eyes. These two were connected, however that was used to my advantage because as the first trickle of blood dripped down his neck she shreaked and begged me to stop. Lustfully licking the blood off his neck I turned to her, and with just a look, let her know she will never win. The anger and fear in her eyes was arousing. Turning to her and stroking her breast I could feel the fear eminate from her body, satisfied I yanked them forward as they picked up their satchel and followed. A few minutes later I saw my horse neyhing and awaiting my return.
 
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Anjolique

(First, sorry for any confusion. I was on Pyra's computer and she accidently left a post in my name. This is the real me!)

OOC: Anjolique is a tough mercenary. She stands at over six foot, her figure curvy yet strong, but not over muscled. She has strong Anglican features, and pale blue eyes. Her hair, when not plaited and wrapped around her head under her helm, falls in loose pale gold waves to her waist. Her helm is now held under her arm, her coiled hair almost fading into her milk white skin.

IC: Anjolique stands outside of the village, stroking the soft nose of her white stallion. The beast seems restless as she tries to sooth him. "Easy Promethius. Pira should be back soon. After all, she only went for supplies." She turns to the sound of her captain's mare snorting, as she tosses her glossy black head. "What is it, Lucia?" She turns to face the direction te horse is facing, knowing that snort can only mean Pira is returning. She squints, shading her eyes as she watches for Pira. She smiles as she sees the figure of her captain, striding her way. She begins to walk to her, breaking into a jog, intending to greet Pira in a way that will show how much she was missed. She stops short though, as she sees two other figures walking with her captain. A man and a woman, both beautiful and....naked? She tilts her head, one golden brow arched curiously as she speaks in a low musical voice. "Well, shieldmate, that must have been some supply run!"
 
Piranha

Jogging behind Lucia was Anjolique. Second in command, I could see her beautiful golden hair glisten in the sunlight. Her hard body moving gracefully toward me, I was happy to finally be back with her, but too prideful to show it infornt of the pets. She stopped not too far away and had a confused look on her face. I knew she was wondering about the man and woman chained behind me, i couldn't help but smile. Anjolique had a soft spot, it got her in trouble sometimes, but somehow I knew she would enjoy having a few pets around. We were the only two women in the company, 4 other men put themselves under our command. Savage bunch of men, with little pride and a gut full of lust and greed. However I was the best there was, and with my training, she was quickly catching up. Her sentamental side would keep her from grasping the power i weild, but it's that quality that makes me want to keep her around.

As I'm taking hold of Lucia's reigns Anjolique looks over the purchased slaves grins and sais "Looks like you had an interesting supply run" as she runs her finger around the womans nipple and watches it react. She runs her fingers through the long straight black hair and tames some of the mess, making her look a little more presentable. Gives the woman a lustful smile sais, "Did you pick her because she looks like you, or was that a coincadence?" I ignored the question and started loading the sachels onto Lucia, who seems very relaxed now.

" Check out the man, he will be fun too, practically gets erect when you look at him." I tell her as I start leading Lucia toward the camp, leaving the chains in Anjolique's hands. Knowing that she will have the sensativity, or at least the curiousity to find out their names and a little bit of personal information. I see a little bit of dissapointment in her eyes as I walk away beckoning her to follow. I am not sure why, but I am sure she will tell me later. Right now I have the rest of my company to tend to. Looking back I can see her looking over the new merchandise, she knows exactly why i bought them.
 
Gaden was getting bored and wondered if he should cut his losses and leave the auction with just the girl. The other slaves had been bought up at a rapid pace and now the event was almost over although the merchant could still see a few male slaves waiting to be led up to the block. Sighing and looking down at Anaka where she stood next to his horse and tied up he grinned. He'd wait, he needed another pet to play with. Maybe he'd be in luck and the remenants of the slave market would have a diamond in the roughfor him to bid on. Turning his eyes back to the auction block he waited as the guardspulled another boy up onto the stage and began shouting out his skills and abilities.
 
Princess Leslie and Prince James

Leslie: I tried to keep my mind from racing as I was pulled along. Chains bound me and James as we were pulled by this monster of a woman. I looked at James with a look that conveyed all the emotion I was feeling. At that moment we dropped the packagaes she had handed us and pulled hard on the chains. Big mistake. She slid off of her horse with such a fluid motion I was too shocked for words. She threatened to slit Jame's throat and I stood there staring at her, my agner and hatred burning within me. I said nothing until she actually pulled the blade across his throat. That's when I cried out for her to stop. She turned to me and gave me a stare that chilled my blood in my veins. We were led on to meet another woman and I lowered my head as she touched me, not wanting to bring any punishment upon James for my defiance.

James: I couldnt believe this woman, she had such power it was intoxicating. She kept stroking me and getting me so hard without release it was painful. I stood there and as Leslie looked back at me, I could see the defiance in her eyes. As we enacted the plan I could hardly believe what our new mistress did, her blade slicing neatly across my neck as punishment for our defiance. As she licked it away I felt my knees go weak beneath me. I did as she said without so much as a word. As I was taken along and introduced to another woman what our new mistress said about me made my cheeks flame with embarassment.
 
Anjolique

Anji chuckled as she looked at the male, his face flaming and his cock a bright throbbing red. "I see what you mean, love" She reached for the man's cock, stroking it as he stamped his foot, almost like a restless steed. A low moan escaped his lips, to be answered with another chuckle and a sharp squeeze to his sensitive balls. "Now now, you'll have your release soon, if you behave." she turns to the woman again "And this little beauty..." she lifts one breast to her lips, puckering her mouth around the nipple and suckling it to erection. "Oh, you two make a fine pair! What are you called?" She tugs on the chains and follows Pira, waiting for the pets to answer.
 
Princess leslie and Prince James, Prince Liam

Liam: I was dragged up, my turn to be sold off as cattle. My cock was stroked and I shook my head, my shaggy blonde hair falling into my eyes. The bidding had died away as I stood there most of the bidders having bought their slaves. But I saw him sitting there atop his horse, Anaka tied behind him. He was the one who lucked out, I was a good buy supposedly. With his final bid I was hearded down the platform and through the crowd, my body beging stroked and slapped as I apporached my new master, my blue eyes down cast and my posture erect. I wanted this to be as painless as possible.

Leslie: We were marching on now, no longer carrying the burdens for our mistress. I was still tested by her companion though, my arms still tied I tried to move away from her lips as they sucked on my breast but I could not gain enough chain. I stood there, my face red from effort, my teeth still stuck behind the bit.

James: I stampped my foot in protest... or was it pleasure? She promised me release and now that was all I longed for. I would do anything she said as long as I knew this ache would soon be remedied.
 
Piranha

We arrived at camp and the men started leering and jeering. I slid off my horse and my presence demanded silence. Anji and the pets were just a few steps behind me, seeing the woman walking naked caused for a group of squirming men. This will be more entertaining than I anticipated.

Turns out that James and Leslie are the names of my new pets. They refused to tell Anji, So I decided to read the papers that were handed to me by the guard after I purchased them. It showed their names and a few useless peices of information that I cared little for. James was put into my tent, and leslie was fighting and screaming through her gag as she was handed over to one of my men for an hour of fun. After it was made clear to the men that they are not to remove the chains, and a few other rules for my own reasons, I sent the 3 remaining men out to set up for dinner and deal with the supplies.

I went to my tent to find Anji had put him in the cage usually intended for my captives. He was a handsome man, light brown eyes, almost an almond color, deep red hair, clean shaven and was obviously well taken care of. He was still hard as a rock, and with his hands bound behind him again, there was nothing he could do about it. " come to the front of the cage" I said smiling. After he hesatated a moment he slowly stepped forward. I reached my hands through the bars and intied his gag. I could tell he was throbbing, and aching for some sort of release. I slid my hand down and touched him ever so gently, "soon my little pet.. soon".

I turned around and saw Anji standing in the doorway, smiling. She silently walked in and sat on the bed. I nodded to her and started taking off my armor. Slowly, wanting James to writhe. After each peice of armor was gently stripped from my body I started to remove my clothes, Revealing a pale soft stomach, carved with definition. Round luscious breasts, that were already erect. Perfectly chiseled legs and a clean shaven cunt. I took the band out of my hair, letting locks of midnight black fall cascading down my back, past my buttocks.

Walking over to an empty corner of my tent, i grabbed a peice of cloth , dipped it into the bucket and started dripping refreshing water all over my body, Slowly pouring water over my head, my hair and body glistening from the rays of sunset coming through the doorway, soaking wet I walked over to Anji and gave her a full kiss on the mouth.

Turning towards the cage I could see pain on James face, an aching, i knew he would do anything to release. "Beg" I said looking harshly into his eyes. " Beg and plead" Reluctantly he said a few mumbles, lucky for him, i wanted release just as badly.

I led him out of the cage, gave his chain more slack so he could make some use of his hands, I gave Anji the end of the chain and a small whip. " Make sure he obeys" I said to her, though my mind was already distracted by my lust. Pushing him onto the bed I could see he wanted me for more than just release. I saw something in his eyes that told me I had complete controll over him. Needing no more stimulation myself I eased him into me gently and slowly inch by inch my body started to shiver.
 
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