Dominance

Angel had been exploring the pool complex for what seemed like hours, returning to the original pool she found that Master was still busy with Celeste. Angel was at a loss as how to proceed; her Master had made it clear that he had no need of her as he had not invited her to participate and had in fact forbidden her to touch Celeste. It was clear in Angel’s mind over the past day or so that Celeste was his preferred slave, and would probably be house mother when Pearl left. Miss Pearl....angel had many questions and so decided to go in search of her, leaving her Master undisturbed to enjoy his pleasure.

Stopping to retrieve her dress and returning to her room to make herself presentable and apply sunscreen, angel was pleased to find her bells sitting on top of her bureau, angel had thought them lost, but Master had returned them to her. Pleased she held them in her fingers, tiny golden bells strung on exquisite tiny chains they we all that she owned, one set for her ankle, one for her wrist, a paired set for her ears and the final strand designed to adorn her tiny waist. Delighted she placed them on her right ankle, wrist and in her ears. Afraid the waist bells would tear the delicate fabric of her dress she left those on the bureau. Looking at her reflection in the mirror she happily twirled to the accompaniment of her many multi toned tinkling bells.

Closing her door she went in search of Miss Pearl, finally finding her sipping tea in the Library. Gliding into the room she gracefully sank to her knees on the floor at the end of the settee Pearl was reclining on. In her quiet voice she asked,” I hope Miss Pearl that I am not disturbing your reading, but if it pleases you I have some more questions I should like to ask you!" Lowering her eyes she awaited her response…..
 
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Hmm it felt so good to receive tenderness as lightly stroking her hair with one hand. Pearl told her "Of course, my dear, ask whatever you like," Angel had to hold back from crying as she gazed into Pearl’s soft and comforting eyes. Maybe it would be good to have mother at least for a while. Sighing softly she began.

" I have been speaking with Celeste and she tells me that she came freely to this island and that she is being paid a salary, she also said that she was free to leave at anytime she wished. I am wondering are all the girls here playing slave or are there others like me who were born to slavery; I was purchased at an auction and can never leave this Island until I am sold to another. I ask because I have heard you and the Master speaking and I know that in both of your minds I do not measure up, and I am afraid it is because I truly am a lowly slave in your eyes. I am soo afraid that the other girls here will look down upon me too.

Angel squeezed her eyes shut against the pain and several huge teardrops spilled from her lovely eyes. Opening them again, she continued. “I look at you and know that I will never measure up to the slave Master Edward seems to want, you are so perfect, so beautiful, so controlled and so refined. I am really enjoying being able to feel, to think, to laugh, to dance and again to feel joy but at the same time this girl is proud to be a slave, she wants to sit at the feet of her Master, to be fed by him to tend to his needs, she misses that she is not allowed to do that here. If he were to free me tomorrow, I would leave this Island and simply find another Master whom I could serve, I have no desire to be free”

Reaching up to lightly to grasp the hand stroking her hair within both of hers she continued earnestly while raining small kisses gently on her palm. “Please please Miss Pearl help me learn to becomme more than I know; I am so afraid that Master Edward will send me away…”
 
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Angel climbed upon the settee and snuggled close to Miss Pearl her arms tight around her waist almost like a child trying to prevent her mother leaving, “We could all live without masters or slaves, but we would be sad and not realize how wonderful life could be,"

Angel whispered, "If I didn’t have a Master to take care of me I would cease to exist”

Angel simply lay there in the comfort of Pearls arms digesting her words. Looking at her again she confided, “When I was by the pools I remembered flashes of my childhood, then I was happy and loved. Then I was trained in many things besides the sensual arts, I even got my A Levels,” she smiled remembering; her smile was like sunshine emerging from behind a cloud and lit up her lovely face. "I never used my training; except for the sensual arts and barely even those; I was made to forget my life and training when at 18 I went to my former Master." [/I]

A shudder ran through her small body at the thought of Cederic, looking up at Pearl she solemnly promised, “This girl will do her very best to please and learn and understand if she can.”

Resting quietly with Pearl, Angel’s tummy started to rumble loudly, blushing she murmured, “ I hope it will be lunch time soon this one is starving”
 
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Celeste glanced up from her Master's shoulder and saw Angel walking away. "Angel?" Why was she leaving? She didn't want to be alone with her Master. She wasn't ready yet. She climbed out the pool and followed not caring about her dress. She followed Angel like a lost puppy. She followed her upstairs and saw her shut the door to her room. She was going to knock but didn't instead she hid in the shadows. She was a wimp. She knew that but she just wasn't ready. As soon as Angel left her room, Celeste went inside and laid down on her bed under covers. She closed her eyes and breathed in Angel's scent.
 
OOC: I would like to respectfully put in a request to Master Edward, “As we only have 1 style of dress, I am wondering if we could have two colors, White for during the day in the hot sun and black for evenings and special occasions, what you think?”

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"I think it will be soon, but even so, do you want a bit of food leftover from my tea?" she said, offering her a small sandwich and cup of hot tea.


“Oh yes please Miss Pearl.” Angel sat contently in the circle of Miss Pearl’s arms as she nibbled on the small sandwich that she had been given, she had much to think about.
 
My apologies Stupid computer issues. But I'm back now.

Aria's head tilted as she realized the dangerous game Cat was initiating with her. What a stupid little tart, she thought to herself as her green eyes narrowed. She can't even look at me as she lies. Interesting....she seems prone to bearing her claws even when not under attack, dangrous liitle kitty...She'll pay...Aria said nothing of her thoughts although she was sure the anger radiated off of her.

Calmly, in a controlled tone Aria replied, "Master...you well know I never make anyone do anything. She begged to taste me. I have other girls who would gladly go down on me if I need it. I don't have to make anyone."

His grin was wild, it was so rare he was to punish Aria, though he had no doubt she would enjoy it nonetheless. His fingers tapping her thigh were enough signal to tell her to take her lush lips off their work with his bobbing cockhead. "I am sure she did but as mistress It may not have been your place, perhaps her mouth was destined to be on my tool. But as you are so impatient there." Johnathon's voice trailed and he tapped her thigh once more giving her hot wet cunny another lick as she moved off him. A finger on her chin was all he needed to move her till she faced Cat still bound against the post.

"Move your hands to the post and grip tight, then raise your leg to give me access." The bolt on the back slid down till Cat was squatting she could be comfortable on her knees but Johnathon hadn't seen that yet, The positioning of Aria's wet juicy pussy was inches from Cat's face. easily reachable if she should be given a command. "Stay you'll get your turn but now you'll witness her punishment." His hand quick and strong pulled Aria's leg until it rested high in the air exposing her entirely to her new charge, and there he buckled it to one of the other connectors on the Post, his arm would help hold her leg so she wouldn't strain of course but it was for her punishment after all.

"Are you ready my dear Aria?" Johnathon held his member throbbing with need at the entrance to her pussy, and slowly began to slip it inside of her their parts meeting finally perfectly made for each other and her cunt all the tighter from her leg being so spread. "Oh I've missed you Aria, haven't you missed your master's Cock?"
 
ooc: ok THAT'S IT! Lisa and I can't take the waiting anymore. Marauder could you write Jonathan for us until chronico tenko can sort himself out and re-join us? We at least need to get past the situation we're in so we can all join together. Plus, at some point I would like Pearl back where she belongs too, dammit. Let's get a move on, please. We've been two separate tales for far too long.
 
ooc: ok THAT'S IT! Lisa and I can't take the waiting anymore. Marauder could you write Jonathan for us until chronico tenko can sort himself out and re-join us? We at least need to get past the situation we're in so we can all join together. Plus, at some point I would like Pearl back where she belongs too, dammit. Let's get a move on, please. We've been two separate tales for far too long.


lmao :heart: Well if Marauder doesn’t have the time to move us forward..I suppose I may be willing… if pressured …to move us all forward as Johnathan. :rose: I quite fancy having a penis for a few days :devil::eek:he he. That contraption he's got you in gave me a few ideas;)

I AM joking btw lol:D
 
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lmao :heart: Well if Marauder doesn’t have the time to move us forward..I suppose I may be willing… if pressured …move us all forward as Johnathan. :rose: I quite fancy having a penis for a few days :devil::eek:he he. That contraption he's got you in gave me a few ideas;)

I AM joking btw lol:D

OOC: By all means, please do. :kiss:
I'll take the help wherever I can get it. You are now Jonathon for a few days. Enjoy your cock, my dear. :devil:
 
[OOC - Joining in the OOC fun fest. I have been marking time to allow the main trio to do their bit. So, within reason, I will help out getting us all together again. But since CT has returned, I will get a few matters squared up over on 'my side', then bring everyone over for the picnic.

If there are any other problems, delays, issues or things I can do, please PM me and I'll do what I can.

I shall post in character again soon.]
 
CT is back???:)

Hmm I must admit I was getting weighed down with the thought of my huge brand new Penis:eek:

Keep me updated if anything changes :rose:

I may steal his cock but I will not step on CT's toes :devil:
 
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Cat could not believe what she was seeing. She had read so much about sex on Literotica, but here two fit, attractive people were “doing it” in front of her while she watched.

It may have been a punishment, but the look on Aria’s face told her that she was enjoying it. The noise of Jonathan’s cock sliding in and out of Aria’s sex, accompanied by their grunts told her all she needed to know.

She felt her own excitement rise as she watched and once again cursed her panties!
 
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Lord he missed Aria's tight snatch wrapping his length like a glove. But finally after all her time away she was here again beside him, almost completing him, as his length slipped through her over and over, penetrating her so deep he felt as if she were an extension of his body. he moaned deeply almost a growl issuing forth from his throat, and looked at Cat her eyes glued to the passionate fucking occurring only inches from her face.

"Go on little Kitten, take a taste, I know it's what you wish to do, and she'll enjoy it too. Won't you Aria?" He gave her bright red hair a jerk arching her back to him as he thrust in very forcefully leaving his cock embedded to the hilt inside her. "Wouldn't you like to feel The Cat, tongue your wet little pussy?"

He smiled and pulled almost out from her rolling his hips to her to give short shallow strokes that would show off her juices glistening on his shaft. "And wouldn't you love another taste?"
 
Lord he missed Aria's tight snatch wrapping his length like a glove. But finally after all her time away she was here again beside him, almost completing him, as his length slipped through her over and over, penetrating her so deep he felt as if she were an extension of his body. he moaned deeply almost a growl issuing forth from his throat, and looked at Cat her eyes glued to the passionate fucking occurring only inches from her face.

"Go on little Kitten, take a taste, I know it's what you wish to do, and she'll enjoy it too. Won't you Aria?" He gave her bright red hair a jerk arching her back to him as he thrust in very forcefully leaving his cock embedded to the hilt inside her. "Wouldn't you like to feel The Cat, tongue your wet little pussy?"

He smiled and pulled almost out from her rolling his hips to her to give short shallow strokes that would show off her juices glistening on his shaft. "And wouldn't you love another taste?"

Aria was in ecstasy and so the suggestion of letting Cat taste her was indeed a welcome one, "Yes...yes, Master. Your High Slave would love to have her protegee's mouth on her pussy..."
 
Cat was so caught up in the excitement that she did not need to be told twice. Repositioning her head she came alongside and began to add her tongue to the attack on Aria’s sex. She loved red heads; they had a fire she admired, although she never thought of engaging one in oral sex. The room became filled with moans and groans from both Jonathan and Aria.

Again Cat was unable to enjoy herself fully because of those wretched panties, but she knew she was impressing the Master as well as exciting Aria. Now she just waited to witness the explosion that would inevitably follow and the tsunami of juices that would flood from Aria’s sex.
 
It didn't take long. With the added sensation of Cat's mouth while her cunt was still being plundered by Jonathan's massive rod, Aria began to tremble all over and she hissed through her clenched teeth, "ssssooooon...", a warning she was on the verge of her climax. But, she waited, holding back until her Master would tell her she may.
 
The miniature spasming, of Aria's muscles begin to ripple up and down the shaft of his cock, delightfully squeezing him, as Johnathon plundered her depths. he could see and feel her legs tremble from how he held her thigh up, in truth felt oh so close himself. Her breathy moans the captive Cat licking his First, her tongue teasing his shaft every so often as it plunged in and out of the Cat's target, and Aria's impending orgasm, all were enough to make him wish to spill himself, to overflow Aria's tender honeypot with his seed.

But not yet. He gritted his teeth and resumed his motions becoming quicker. "You may cum for your master slave Aria, give Cat the cream she has worked so fervently for, and then, when you have finished taking your pleasure, you may return the favor to her upon the bed, and show her all the mystique and secrecy of your techniques." It would also give him time to recover and slow his pounding heart. After all he had Cat's virginity to take this night, and he wanted to make a good showing of that.
 
".....uhhhhh....yesss......Maaaaaaasstterrrr...." Aria managed to get out before her own climax overtook her. She quaked, her legs nearly buckling as she felt her heated center explode and her vision fill with stars. Aria cried out and her nectar flowed over the waiting and lapping tongue of young Cat all while she felt her Master's movements inside of her spasming hole.

It took several minutes afterward to calm her muscles, and slow her breathing. Her heart still thundered in her chest as she pulled Cat up and pushed her down below her on the bed, silently moving with trembling fingers to remove the offending panties. "Cat..." she said in a breathless, husky whisper, "...pay close attention but please try to relax and enjoy yourself, dearest." and that said, Aria began licking her way down Cat's body until she reached her intended destination.
 
Cat held Aria’s gaze as she witnessed her climax, cursing her own inability brought about by the confines of the panties. But soon, thankfully, it seemed she would be released. Aria was obviously trembling with lust, a lust matched by Cat who gasped when her mistress finally removed the panties from her.

She felt her nipples harden as Aria pushed her down, but this was accompanied by a feeling of panic, almost terror, until Aria reassured her: "Cat..." she said in a breathless, husky whisper, "...pay close attention but please try to relax and enjoy yourself, dearest." and that said, Aria began licking her way down Cat's body until she reached her intended destination.

Trembling with desire Cat sank back as Aria began her assault on her virgin pussy. So much frustration had built up inside her because of the panties that she forgot her fears. As Aria’s tongue found its target Cat gave out a long groan in a husky almost sighing voice that spoke volumes.

Arching her back to present an open channel to her seducer she began to experience sensations she did not know she was capable of. A warm serene engrossing desire deep inside while in her mind she was like rushing towards the edge of a cliff preparing to jump off.

She had read about such matters on Literotica, but this was the real thing. Little bubbles of pleasure began to burst inside her, each one sending tiny shock waves into her being causing even greater tremors.

Suddenly she shot up from the base of the bed as Aria’s tongue completed its work. What felt like a volcanic eruption tore through her body as her nectar gushed forth onto her Mistresses’ tongue. Aria’s name was torn from Cat’s lips as she convulsed and thrashed about digging her hands deep into the mattress. Wave after wave exploded from her and then, just as it seemed it was over she came again soaking the bed linen.

Cat was unsure whether she calmed down or Aria began to tire, but gradually her movements ceased and she just lay there in the moist afterglow of orgasm sinking into a velvet peace.
 
Aria sighed in contentment, her movements a little less frantic as she met her own challenge of making this newcomer gush juices onto her waiting pallette. Now she was languidly licking up the mess she'd created, enjoying full knowledge that she could induce such a response from her lovely little kitty-Cat. She knew more orders would follow but in the moment she was already quite pleased with her reward for her efforts.
 
Johnathon watched as his First slave began to pleasure his newest acquisition, Noting each darting movement of her tongue each gentle flutter or caress. Cat was such a lucky young girl. Soon to be a lucky young woman. He lay upon the bed watching them at the foot, while he lay back against the head, His hand keeping himself stiff, though with the show before him he certainly didn't have much work to do for that. Finally Cat began her first desperate orgasm, a giant wave crashing and consuming her, Aria's name torn from her lips as she thrashed , her fluids soaking the coverlet.

"My darlings that was a wonderful show. Now however comes the delicate task of making this girl a full fledged woman." His movements towards Cat, were purposeful and powerful almost like some great jungle cat moving towards prey. His stiff member bobbing as it stood straight as a flag pole, threatening to slap his stomach with each movement. "Are you ready Cat?" He cam to be atop her his lips kissing hers with a passion crashing into her. "Your master wishes to take you, are your ready for that?" His hand maneuvered himself teasing the tip against her sopping wet sex, the tip just beginning to press between her lips.

"Aria Help the girl and your master." She would know her part here, having helped in more than one case to keep the girl aroused and out of pain as Johnathon took them the first time, easing through the first painful strokes until finally they were his.
 
The flight was getting rather choppy, and for such a small plane that must have indicated a strong weather pattern or some other significant condition outside. Jordan had never been on a private plane before, only the continent crossing, air liners. Economy each time. With the small vibrations running through the plane, she stood up and kicked her boots off softly. And let her fingers drop her sunglasses onto the seat beside her, so she wouldn't accidentally sit on them later. Her belt was an easy leather one, and with a few quick motions it was loosened so that the zipper on her jeans could be lowered. Her navy blue Bonds panties were revealed as she pushed her pants down over her hips and wriggled until she had to assist with the tight calves. Holding one seat with her right hand, she lifted her leg and pulled on the bottom hem of her pant leg with her other hand. With a few sharp tugs it slid free and she repeated the process for the other leg, switching hands.

"I don't think there is a very graceful way of taking tight jeans off..." she mentioned, stepping out of them and to the side. Catching the denim with her foot she flicked them up so they landed on her glasses, and then she placed both boots under her seat out of the way.

Her lower half was bared apart from her panties and white ankle socks, and her legs were waxed clean. This occurred every three months, a necessity considering her rather hairy bloodline.

"Should I take everything off? Socks as well?" she questioned, moving on to slide her turtleneck sweater up over her hips and stomach. The tanned flesh nice and toned even though her sides curved in rather dramatically. The sweater was pulled up further, still in a nice smooth motion and revealed her supportive bra and then her collar bone, neck and eventually her face again. The arms getting dragged off as it was turned inside out and then dumped on the jeans on the seat.

Her feet were about a foot apart, and anyone looking up her legs slowly would notice that she wasn't a twig, but that there wasn't any excess fat layering her body. Due to her bust, running wasn't a very common activity, but cardio, self defense classes and pilates helped to keep her toned. Her diet was also very strict, no fried food, no soft drink, which helped to keep her teeth white as well, and lots of fresh fruit, vegetables and meat.

Reaching around to her back, Jordan smiled, her cheeks going slightly redder as she unclasped her bra and slowly pulled it down off her shoulders and dangled it over her jeans, before dropping it. Her breasts, in a DD cup were substantial and due to their weight they pressed down against her ribs, but that in no way stopped them from forming cleavage.

"They are a curse most days, but you learn to live with them." Her words were more to break the silence, as she pushed her thumbs in under the band of her panties and leaned forwards to push them down around her knees, before flicking them onto her neat pile of clothes, her socks soon joining them. She stood totally naked, with her long hair falling over her shoulders, but not hiding her body much.

Mariit gawked at the nude woman standing before her, memories of her time with Master Darby and Aria coming back. The two were a fierce sexual team, and Mariit had served both faithfully and in ecstasy. The reasons for leaving always clouded when she was brought face to face with another new slave, so fresh, so ready to serve; And Jordan was a goddess of pleasure it seemed.

"They must hurt your back something terribly." She could no longer resist moving to embrace the now nude woman Her fingers running through the ebon waterfall to massage Jordan's back. "I probably shouldn't be touching you." But Mariit could not resist in the slightest, pulled in by the curve of Jordan's hips by the silky long curtain of hair, by the more than ample breasts, of an Indian goddess. "But I can't stop. Master Darby will love you so much he may never wish you to leave."

The last words were whispered as Mariit moved forward to kiss her, her lips pursed, almost touching the beautiful woman in front of her.
 
Johnathon watched as his First slave began to pleasure his newest acquisition, Noting each darting movement of her tongue each gentle flutter or caress. Cat was such a lucky young girl. Soon to be a lucky young woman. He lay upon the bed watching them at the foot, while he lay back against the head, His hand keeping himself stiff, though with the show before him he certainly didn't have much work to do for that. Finally Cat began her first desperate orgasm, a giant wave crashing and consuming her, Aria's name torn from her lips as she thrashed , her fluids soaking the coverlet.

"My darlings that was a wonderful show. Now however comes the delicate task of making this girl a full fledged woman." His movements towards Cat, were purposeful and powerful almost like some great jungle cat moving towards prey. His stiff member bobbing as it stood straight as a flag pole, threatening to slap his stomach with each movement. "Are you ready Cat?" He cam to be atop her his lips kissing hers with a passion crashing into her. "Your master wishes to take you, are your ready for that?" His hand maneuvered himself teasing the tip against her sopping wet sex, the tip just beginning to press between her lips.

"Aria Help the girl and your master." She would know her part here, having helped in more than one case to keep the girl aroused and out of pain as Johnathon took them the first time, easing through the first painful strokes until finally they were his.

"Yes, Master, Jonathon." Aria replied breathlessly as she watched with intense concern on her face, seeking Cat's eyes with her own, "Relax, lovely one, relax now...remember how I felt to you here..." she said, her finger gently rubbing against Cat's sensitized clitoris through the moisture there as she kissed the girl with ardent passion and watched her face as Jonathon eased himself into her entrance. Aria continued to stroke Cat's pearl gently and kissed down Cat's chin, her neck, her collarbone, her chest, to find a tender but turgid rosebud and suckle there, her eyes constantly checking her charge's to ensure she saw more pleasure than pain in them as she worked, his movements slow but deliberate between Cat's thighs, Aria's job was like a nurse to a surgeon at this time. Cat was the helpless patient. Aria's whole being centered around keeping her comfortable and out of too much pain.
 
Cat was almost semi conscious following her orgasm with Aria, coming down from her incredible high she did not think it could possibly get any better. Then she felt Jonathan moving as he claimed her mouth in a powerful kiss. Breaking the kiss he said "Your master wishes to take you, are your ready for that?" Cat’s heart missed a beat as she became fully alert. There was no doubt that she was to become a woman that night, things had moved on so far she could not prevent it. But her Master was still asking her if she was ready.

Looking him in the eyes she blinked with her eyes and nodded with her head to give permission for his work to begin. She did not need telling that the snout of his manhood was at her entrance. She tried to maneuver herself to give him a better access. Nervous about the pain, she felt reassured that Aria was there for her, even if she had upset her earlier. "Aria Help the girl and your master." She felt Aria begin to move but had no idea what she was going to do.

"Relax, lovely one, relax now...remember how I felt to you here..." Aria said as she began to gently kiss and massage Cat, building towards another climax. She felt her nipples dance to Aria’s music as she responded to her own lust. As Aria teased her clitoris Cat began to moan.

Suddenly she felt a slight jolt as Jonathan slid forward. As she felt him reach her barrier she grabbed his head and engaged him in a long lustful kiss. Bracing herself she waited the thrust that would propel her into womanhood.
 
Aria's eyes never left Cat's face as she watched for any expressions of pain or fright. What she saw there was acceptance mixed with apprehension, no fear...That was good. "I'm proud of you, my little puss...You're a brave woman, you'll be fine, lovie. Relax now. It's over in a moment." Aria promised as Jonathon moved to thrust forward, breaking the seal on this particular prize so they may unwrap it and discover her true womanly nature beyond the barrier. Aria thought of her first time back at university. It hadn't been Jonathon, actually. He had been her second...

A small sound from Cat drew her out of her personal reverie and back into the moment at hand. It wasn't time for reminiscing, it was time to be present and supportive for young Cat.
 
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