A Prearranged Life

Dragor's cock erupted in Ilanya's mouth... Down her throat.... Oozing out of her lips and splattering on her chest. He threw back his head and roared bellowed at the top of his lungs. He staggered to his chair and slumped into it. He had never been so sexually spent in his life.

Jan and Thamas stared hopefully at him. Mrs. Tibbs had been so moved by passion that she shocked both Ilanya and Dragor by kneeling down beside Ilanya and covering Ilanya's bruised mouth with her own lips. She was sucking desparately at Ilanya's mouth and whispering. "Oh my beauty. Oh my little beauty." again and again.

Much to their chagrin Dragor motioned for Jan and Thamas to leave the room and he watched transfixed as Mrs. Tibbs licked and sucked the semen off Ilanya's body. She lay both herself and Ilanya down on the carpeting and once again began crooning softly the lullaby that Ilanya half recognised.

Dragor had seen Mrs. Tibbs in passion before but never like this. She loved to both inflict and to feel pain and he had seen her in all these modes but never as the keening, doting, mother.

She drew patterns on Ilyana's body and gently caressed her breasts. Ilanya swam as much in the care and tenderness as she did in the sexuality of the stroking. Mrs. Tibbs was wooing her and the three of them understood that.
She ached to spank Ila's bottom....to pinch her nipples....but she wanted first to possess her.

Now instead of her sponge and luke warm water she soothed Ilanya with her mouth. All of her swollen and aching body was lovingly kissed. She hummed and almost sent the young bride into a trance as she slowly, soothingly explored her violated body.

"Is that better, my beauty? Close your eyes my Ila. Drift away my little girl."
 
Ilanya was startled and she choked as her new husband erupted into her mouth. Unable to contain it all, it splashed down her cheeks and onto her breasts. As he pulled away, another shock, as the woman who had been stroking her shoulders descended upon her, kissing and licking up the mess. She was laid down onto the carpeting, the woman's soft, soothing voice was reassuring and comforting in such a foreign situation.

Tears flowed again from her eyes, but this time they were different. The woman made Ilanya feel better, almost at home, in the midst of this new chaos. She lay there, eyes half open, and almost half asleep as she felt the woman's hands on her flesh.
 
Mrs. Tibbs calmed and sensually rubbed Ilanya into relaxation. Then, surprisingly, she tapped the floor beside Ila and motioned for Dragor to come and lie down. More out of curiousity than anything else he complied.
He felt Ila stiffen as he approached and lay beside her. Then Mrs.Tibbs positioned herself between the pair and continued lowing her song.

Her right hand found Dragors soft cock and her right stroked Ilanya's tender cunt. She rocked back and forth and gently fondled the pair. Then she began to trace similar patterns on their chest and down across their stomachs. Keening all the while she entranced the two of them. Their breathing became regular. She wanted them both to be her children. She would discipline them both. She stared at their beautiful naked bodies. She would show them the love of discipline. They would both tend to her. Her whims would be fulfilled by these two sexual nymphs beside her. She would prevail, she thought as she caressed both bodies.
 
Ilanya struggled to keep awake, but the soothing sensation of the woman's soft hands on her body lulled her into an almost trance. Finally, her eyes fluttered closed, surrendering to the hardships of the day, and the delicate fingers.
 
When Dragor awoke it was morning. He aroused from a deep sleep and there beside lay was his young bride Ilanya. They were both naked. Dragor picked her up and transported her to the bed. She awoke with a start as he moved her. He sushed her and lay her on the bed. He got on the bed with her and napped before he intended to rise for the day.

Mrs.Tibbs entered soon after with a tray of coffee and biscuits. “Here you are, you two. Just what you need.” She poured a coffee and brought it round to Ilanya who was trying to cover her nakedness. She spoke softly to Ilanya:“There, there my pretty. You will have to find a life here. There is no escape. Your best tact is to take some initiative. See your man here. See Dragor. I can control him instead of the other way round.” She reached and took Dragor’s cock in her hand skillfully manipulating his foreskin to tease the bulging head. “Do you like that Dragor? Do you want me to stop? Do you want to fuck me Dragor? Shall I milk you with my dripping cunt?”

Dragor moaned and nodded consent to each question. “Should your beautiful bride help me jerk you off Dragor?”

“Oh yes, yes I would like that.”

“ You see my dear men are easy. He will do whatever I ask.” She hiked up her skirt and straddled Dragor’s chest. “Watch and learn my dear. You are my little play thing now aren’t you my cock?”

“Oh yes, yes “ he croaked.

“Lick it for me Dragor. Yes just like that. Do you see my dear? He is putty. Shall I ride you Dragor? Shall I take you where you want to go? Do you want to stick that stiff cock deep inside me?”

“Oh please, yes now” Dragor begged. “fuck me.”

She slid his dick into her gaping cunt and roughly pounded away at his cock. Then she suddenly stopped. “Shall I stop Dragor?”

“Oh no please don’t stop.” She laughed and rode him to a climax. With his cock buried deep inside her she turned to look at Ilanya. “What do you think of that my beauty? You can chose to be raped nightly or you can ask me to show you how to wrap a man around your pretty little finger. What do you think?”
 
Ilanya watched the woman in horror. Did she really think that was what she wanted? She frowned and turned her head away from the pair, covering it with her blanket. If they thought she was going to comply to anything they wanted from her around here, they all had another thing coming. She only hoped that she would have some alone time during the day, so she could look for an escape route.
 
Dragor finished with Mrs. Tibbs and roled her off to one side. Then he looked at Ilanya. She stared at them both with obvious disgust. "You my little bride will learn nothing the easy way. I am leaving you with Mrs. Tibbs. She will enjoy teaching you some manners. Wont you Mrs Tibbs?"

"I will certainly try sir." Mrs. Tibbs replied. Dragor left the bedroom. Mrs. Tibbs smiled down at Ilanya and took her left nipple between her thumb and forefinger. She visciously pinched the bud and continued to apply excruciating pressure as she spoke again. “Mission accomplished. You my beautiful little baby are now going to learn that last night was the simple part. Oh, the things I lust to do to this body – to this mind.” She stretched Ilanya’s nipple as far as it would give maintaining her agonizing pinch.

Jan and Thamas were ushered into the room by Dragor. He addressed Mrs. Tibbs: “ no permanent damage. You tend to lose control at times. Remember the last one.”

“Yes, yes I know.” She replied off-handedly not taking her hand or her attention off Ilanya. Dragor took a handful of the widows hair near the nape of her neck and yanked her head back to look at him. Menacingly, he stared into her eyes. “ I mean, yes sir, of course my master…..no permanent damage.”

“You two,” disgust and superiority crept back in her face and tone as she addressed Jan and Thamas. “take her to ‘ THE ROOM’.” Jan and Thamas took Ilanya under each arm and lifted her off the floor as the dragged her from the bedroom her toes bounced on the floor.

When they were outside the door and escorting her down a number of stairways to a basement door they whispered to each other. “Will she let us fuck her do you think? Will we be allowed to penetrate her togother? I hope she uses us in her games.” Comments like these flew back and forth as they waited for Mrs. Tibbs outside the door. When they heard her coming they immediately shut up and waited.
 
Ilanya winced in pain as the woman pulled on her nipple. She shut her eyes tightly and turned her head away at the woman's words. As she was pulled from the bed and dragged down a flight of stairs she struggled, pulling against the two disgusting men. What was happening?
 
Mrs. Tibbs produced a round ring full of keys. She applied different keys to three locks on the door and finally flung the door open. It took Ilanya’s eyes several moments to adjust to the orangy lighting. The room was both dim and dank; each item in the room filled Ilanya with increasing dread. Immediately in front of them loomed a great wooden “X” with large rings on each of its spars. To her left was a metallic sheet with imitation head and footboards, faintly resembling a bed, but unlike any bed Ilanya had ever seen. To the far right of the room was the most dire sight of all. Ilanya perceived an elaborate workbench piled with manacles, ropes, whips, feathers, tubes, gauntlets, and a myriad of instruments Ilanya could not discern. Still there purpose was obvious and she tried to squirm free of the vermin that held her captive.

“Tie her.” Mrs. Tibbs spoke derisively to the pair. “Then get into these you worms.” She threw some leather strapping on the floor. Jan and Thamas secured Ilanya to the wooden X then stripped themselves and strapped the leather bands around themselves. A strap passed over each shoulder like braces and a thick leather belt went round the waist. Strangely each then fastened a belt around the base of their testicles and affixed a silver chain around their scrotum. For the purpose it appeared to pull them painfully wherever the mistress would lead them.

After this Ilanya turned to Mrs. Tibbs to beg for mercy and compassion. She noticed that Mrs. Tibbs now donned a black leather bustier. Her breasts and pussy however were not covered at all. She brandished a multi thonged whip and stared menacingly at Ilanya.
 
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