For Power or for Lust ~

[BadForm]

Duchess Putain

He had promised, and I was more than happy to repay him. I sank my mouth once more onto his shaft, this time leaning over him and going deep. With a slight shock, his cock was pushed past my tonsils and into my throat.

I began to gasp. Unable to breath, I was choking on his flesh. It hurt, it burned and it felt good. As I struggled to breath, my throat began to pump vigorously, striving to draw air past an unyielding barrier. It was a more forceful massage than either my hands or lips had provided and within seconds I felt the first hot gob of cum spatter towards my stomach.

I forced myself to hold still as my lungs burned and my throat writhed. I was beginning to black out now, but my master had taught me well. I refused to give in until he had gone limp and then, when he was withdrawn, licked my lips clean.

"Remember our deal, Your Highness. You will save Princess Lorica... or I will make you pay for your lies."

As I looked into his eyes his reflected gaze saw the venom I had barely held in check before. I framed my face to say one thing: Don't let me down.

 

[katalynn]

Garrett ~

Finally she allowed him to release everything he had to offer came flooding out. The feel of her throat was better than he could ever imagine, out of the few woman he had been with has never done this to him. Groaned out deeply of his promise, still not sure of how to get her out of this tower, yet, that wouldn't stop him. Specially when this woman looked into his eyes, her look alone could kill if given the chance.


"And if your master finds away to bring her back here? It would be out of my hands then...."

He spoke breathlessly while pulling her lightly by the hair into a kiss, tasting his cum all over her lips, after taste within her mouth. He still wanted more, yet even with the kiss he felt sleep over come him. The over whelming haze of passion flooded his mind.

"Tell me something... is there away to get her out of the tower without his knowledge? I can't just walk out the front door with her. I will need to know any secret passages there might be...from this tower that is.."

He layed back pulling her lightly to his side, not wanting her to leave his side for the time being. His fingers glided lightly up and down her side and back.

 

[BadForm]

Duchess Putain

There was a time when I would have felt ashamed to be lying next to the prince. There was a time when I would have felt privileged. Now, in as much as I felt anything, I felt pleasure at what I hoped I had achieved. He tasted good, and the ragged feeling in my throat was pleasantly painful, but he was neither my master nor someone my master had commanded me to serve. There was no deep satisfaction for a man without that now.

"Why can't you walk out of the front door with her?" I asked. "Thats probably where he watches least except when coming in and out. There are, of course, escape tunnels built in case of emergency. But he knows about them all and keeps watch over them with spells."

I chuckled as I let him stroke and caress me, wishing it was my master. That thought sent a shiver through me and made my nipples stand out further. I could see he had noticed that, which made the pretense of pleasure all the easier.

"I know it sounds ridiculous, but during the day, there is a clear run between the front door and the stables. I can even keep the wizard occupied a while - that will be simple - all I need do is stage a fight so he seeks to discipline me."

I bit my lip at the thought of my master's discipline. They were never pleasant, yet always deeply thrilling. He said that those sessions of pain and craving were the ones that most deeply invoked a surge of magic for his workings and that thought made me begin to get wet. I could not only get rid of the princess, but I could then be a source for his powers. I would serve me and him in one.

"We can do it, Your Highness. We can save her if we work together."

 

[katalynn]

Garrett ~

It almsot felt like she was setting up a trap for him. In the middle of the day, running out the front with his new *slave* didn't sound right. Then again, during the day he would be most busy and most likely would have the barrier spells up to protect during the night. That much made sense, still, it didn't felt right.

"Perhaps... that would be best... I just can't promise that he won't try to get her back."

Despite her arousal, sleep was heavily over him and sleep finally took him. His dreams were so clouded, visions of what just happened, of him being with the goblins. Finding a vision that would help in his rescue attempt. All this flooded his dreams, slowly his caresses ceased from the deep sleep.

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Lorica ~

My dreams were fitful, I didn't belong here, didn't want to be here. Cept my curiousity kept me aroused throughout the night, seeing what some of those woman were doing to each other, they acted like they........enjoyed?!?! those things. Somewhere within the dreams, feeling him by my side caused me writh with excitement, wetness growing between my legs. Feelings I hadn't felt before were rising.

Slowly thoughts of Garrett were breaking though, as if he was calling to me. Didn't want to wake up, yet his voice was becoming stronger, the heat rising under the sheets is what caused me to wake, panting slightly mostly from the arousment of the dreams.

 

[BadForm]

Hersteller der Dirnen

I woke before the princess and left the bed quietly. There were things I wanted to see to, things that needed preparing, meetings that had to be attended. For now, though, there was breakfast. Already I could smell the aroma of cooked meats, eggs and other savories drifting of from the kitchen, and I looked forward to a fine repast.

The sun was rising slowly in a clear sky, bringing with it the warmth of the new day. I considered going straight to the dining room, but instead felt the need to bathe. Cleanliness, when one worked as a wizard, was next to power. Besides, it would be a chance for a slave to prove her love once more.

I reached to my side where a series of glass spheres lay on a tabletop, each labelled with the name of a slave. Who would share my bath, I wondered. At first, my hand went automatically to the Duchess's ball, but I wished her to tend to the prince for now and so I selected the Baroness Desireux instead. It had been a while since I had sampled her charms. I ran my fingers over her ball and it turned blue, sending a signal to her that she was to prepare my bath.

I stood and donned a pair of slippers before leaving the room. As was my custom on a fine morning, I remained naked. All my slaves, even the Princess now, had seen me in that state and with no visitors there seemed little reason to dress. I descended slowly, patiently, to the bathroom, nodding contentedly as I heard a pale of water fall into an already filled bath.

Entering the room, I saw the Baroness through the steam, her freckled face smiling past her now moist red locks.

"Master," she said, as she loosened the ties of her robe. "Thank you for allowing me the pleasure of serving you."

Upstairs, I heard the Princess stand up from the bed.

 

[katalynn]

Lorica ~

Calmed down from the dreams, noticing he wasn't there. Sudden chills broke out along my skin from sweat and the cool air. Empty bed, covering back up for a few more moments remembering everything that had happened.

"Garrett!"

Whispered softly to myself, assuming Hersteller would be upset if I was to use one of his robes, managed to wrap one of the sheets around me. Not wanting to be naked, wasn't used to it, nor will I ever. Stepped softly on the floor and looked around cautiously for him to appear out of no where. He didn't.

Still felt the wetness smear between my legs as I walked, only sent more chills up my spine. Slowly and with much caution walked to the door. At first was afraid of it, afraid that something would happen if I opened it. Instead, took a deep breath and opened it slowly. Clutching the sheet tightly, with one hand the best I could. Nothing happened. Walked out, in the direction I remembered leaving Garrett.

Took a few moments to find him, mostly of being afraid of Hersteller finding me away from his chambers. Finally found Garrett, with the slave that was to care for him. Not disturbing her just yet, began to poke Garrett softly till he woke.

"Garrett, you seem to be doing much better.... You should probably leave soon..."

He looked up to me, shocked to see me at first, and covered. He wasn't expecting me to be covered, even if it was a sheet.

"No sis.... WE.. us, you and I need to leave here. I can not leave you here... There is a place we can go. Though........."

Looked at him with confusion, can't he see I was doing this for him? What did he mean he found a place for us to go? There isn't land for miles that the wizards don't have. Everywhere we go, there's wizard. And if slaves is something that gives them power.

"What do you mean? There isn't a place that is safe anymore. What on earth are you talking about, you know a place... even then.."

His fingers hushed her as the slave next to him stirred to wake up. We both watched her, hopeing she won't wake, but feared she would. Granted this was her plan, at the same time, she can not be trusted.

 

[BadForm]

Hersteller der Dirnen

I relaxed as I felt the hot water washing over me under the control of the Baroness's body. It was good to see that after so long, she still remembered how to bathe me. She soaped her breasts, and ran them over my torso, using them almost as sponges. The erect nipples caused me to harden and I saw her glance down at the penis pressing against her thigh.

"Master?" she asked. "May I?"

I nodded and watched as she ran the soap deeply into her vagina, scowling slightly at the slight burning sensation of the detergent against such sensitive flesh. I reached my hands to cup her pendulous breasts and raised one upwards. Bowing my mouth quickly, I bit her nipple hard enough to make her scream.

"I did not give you permission to react to the soap... and if this is the limit of the pain you now enjoy I can see I will have to retrain you. "

A flicker of fear crossed her face but she quickly restrained herself.

"Wash me," I said and she nodded at once.

I leaned back against the porcelein tub, as she moves forward and positions herself over my cock. Then she takes me inside and begins to raise up and down rhythmically, massaging my cock with her soaped vagina. Around our thighs, the water foams at the action as she increases the vigor of her thrusts and soon I am ready to erupt. She feels me shudder and begins to clench and unclench her muscles as she works me, massaging my firmly. That pushes me beyond the edge and I explode inside her.

"Lick me clean" I say, without standing.

This she does with a smile, drawing the soap and water and cum into her mouth and swallowing. It may make her hurt later, but for now she is happy to serve me. When she is done I relax and look at her. Her eyes glance towards the door as if seeking a sound from without the room.

"Master..." she says. "I have to tell you... last night I overheard your slave Putain attempting to talk the prince into fleeing with your new slave."

I raise an eyebrow in mildly entertained surprise. "Really..?" I ask, and start to chuckle.

"I had not realised just how jealous Putain is... Very well... make sure I am informed where the prince and princess are so I may stay away from them... until they start their run that is... and have two other slaves ensure the dogs are ready for my command."

 

[katalynn]

Garrett ~ Lorica ~

We both watched intensly at the slave, she didn't seem to wake, or if she was, she was hiding it. Garrett took my hand while sliding out from the bed extremly slowly as to not wake her. I tried to pull away knowing he wasn't going to make this easy.

"I can't go...Garrett, he will kill you and punish me.. I rather not deal in his punishments, least for running away."

It did little good to protest for he was already inching us out of the tower and towards his chamber within the castle.

"Lorica, do not worry. I have a plan to get you away from here and for us to be together."

The last part was a bit iffy, he didn't know how the female wizard bargained.. Or if she did.. He would try to pose as king, yet still be her slave behind closed doors. Of course Garrett didn't know how this slave thing worked, making it the smallest of hopes and better than nothing.

"Just stay with me sis... we had our plans, I'm not about to let some fool take that away from us."

Carefully got to his chambers without being seen, after all who wants to see the prince running around naked with his sister wrapped up in a sheet? Closed the door softly while locking it as well.

"Garrett, I can't do this... If there is a place you can go then go. You will find another wife, I love you and would more anything wish to be by your side. But you know me, once I make a promise, I never go back on my word.."

He was getting dressed, throwing some of his lesser clothes to me indicating I put them on.

"If you don't get dressed and come with me, I will drag you out of here. Promise or no promise, I refuse to let you stay here as one of them."

Reluctantly and very irritated got dressed, knowing what the outcome is going to be. Also knowing Garrett, he would drag me out of here kicking and screaming if it came to it. And well, that would draw some attention that we obviously don't need.

Soon we made our way outside all he had was a map, his swords, no food or anything. Slowly we headed to the stables picked out two horses, again I started to protest trying to pull away from his grasping hand. He gave me little choice than to get on the horse, took the reins in his hands to make sure I wouldn't run back. Part of me was thankful that he was doing this, another part was sheer fear, finally came the anger.

"Garrett he's going to kill you if I'm not there when he returns. Most of all I fear his punishments."

Cussing at him mentally, screaming at him verbally. If Hersteller was to find us and catch us, what are the chances of him believing me?

 

[BadForm]

Hersteller der Dirnen

I waited until the Baroness signalled me that they had left and headed for the read or the tower, the kennels, where three of my slaves were trying to control a pack of trained hunters. Crossed between wolves and fighting dogs, these were powerful, indeed the only reason my slaves were still alive in the kennels was the training the dogs had been given. Even so, their howling was beginning to rise as they sniffed the scents that would drive them wild.

Outside I saw the horses begin to gallop downhill from the tower and smiled.

"Very well, slave," I said to myself. "Run... see how far you get and then I shall have a small task for you."

I opened the door to kennels and nodded at my slaves.

"Now..." I said, and they pointed away from them towards the pounding stallions.

It would be a shame to lose two such fine beasts, but it would be worth it to see how the princess would react, to what did happen to her and the realization of what could.

The hounds set off quickly, their powerful claws ripping the earth in their haste. The horses, trained though they were, had no chance. Within two hundred yards, the first mouths began to snap around the stallion's flanks as the dogs began to overtake them. Then the first dog lept, his mouth sinking into the throat of the prince's steed, severing muscle and flesh. The horse crashed to the ground in an instant, and soon had three more beasts on, biting and ripping at its flesh. It screamed in pain and terror as it began to lose its lifeblood to the vicious teeth and savage claws.

The princess was too afraid to pause, but the slight delay that seeing her brother fall caused her was enough to let two other dogs clamp onto her horse's flanks making it rear and scream in terror and pain. Unlike the last time this had happened, she gripped the beast tightly, but it was futile. A hound bit at the rearing creature's soft underbelly, swinging beneath it to tear and still avoid its crashing feet. Within seconds, the horse was a mass of writhing flesh and ripping mouths.

As I strolled down the hill I saw the princess try to stand. One of the hounds, sensing the change, pounced. But this it knew. This was human. This was the mine. It used its weight to pin her to the ground, and rather than biting, began to lap at her face. Beyond its mass, she saw her brother in the same predicament.

 

[katalynn]

Lorica ~

I wasn't at all surprised to hear the dogs come at us so soon, was though surprised that they attacked the horses in such a fashion. The horses were innocent and had no reason to die, guess how else is a dog going to get us off.

Garrett was the first to hit the ground, rather, hitting his head hard on good size rock He moved for a moment causing the hound to react, then blacking out. I hadn't noticed he went unconcious and I was still cussing him out. Telling him how I had told him so and more. That is till the dog pinned me and started licking me. He was a beautiful beast I had to admittt and any other time I wouldn't mind the licking so much, this time, I managed to wrap my fingers lightly around its bloody mouth causing him to stop licking.

Upon seeing Hersteller aproaching made my heart pound even harder. Using all my strength to get the hound off me, finally it reluctantly had no other choice than to get off. I gripped his mouth hard and tightly causing it have the need to breath while guiding off to the side.

It watched me closely of course, all I did was get on my knees with my head lowered. Waiting for him to either believe me, or punish me. Or both. Either way I knew what was coming, just didn't know how bad.

"I am sorry, this wasn't my doing. Please, do what you will with him, just don't kill him."

Whispering softly mostly to myself at the same knew Hersteller heard my words, seeing me shivering with fear.

"I had no idea he would do this, I don't even know where he was trying to take me. Please. I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

I didn't move, nor look up to my new master, quickly hushing my words when I realized he didn't give me permission to speak. Kneeled on ground waiting for the worst, unsure of just how he will handle such actions.

 

[BadForm]

Hersteller der Dirnen

It was interesting to see the way the princess turned to readily on her brother. It was fear, I had little doubt about that, but it was still acceptance of her place. As she saw my raised eyebrow, she seemed to interpret it as anger and fell silent. I did not bother to correct her. Instead I turned to the prince and spoke.

"You dare to steal my slave?" I asked, letting the anger I had long since dealt with enter my voice. "After the healing you have been given? I could have let you die... but I brought you back to my tower, at the request of my slave, and now you betray me like this? It is time that you paid for your mistake..."

With a wave of my hand I took us back to the tower dungeon and smiled to see my slaves had already lowered two sets of chains to hold the duchess and the prince for the whipping they would receive for this. The duchess was already bound, and had her head bowed in compliance with the punishment she knew she would receive after being discovered. She was trembling, afraid, but she was ready.

"Strip him" I ordered my slaves, and they fell on the prince at once. He tried to struggle, but they had learned to fight at my command and he had no chance against the five of them. "Position him," I said and he was quickly trussed up with his hands stretched above him and his legs spread.

I signalled for two whips, both cat-o-nine-tails, and turned to the Princess.

"Slave," I said softly. "I know that you are probably very distraught by what this foold did to you, but I am afraid I require a service."

I held one of the whips out to her.

"These... fools must learn the errors of their ways. They must be disciplined. I cannot flog them both, and so I need your assistance. Please, select either of them, and let us show them the error of their ways. I would suggest twenty lashes for such a crime, 10 back and 10 front..."

I watched to see what her reaction would be. This was a harsh test. I was stronger than her, so she would know if she let me flog her brother, he would suffer worse. Yet could she bring herself to do so?

 

[katalynn]

Garrett didn't know how to respond, stunned by the wizards words. Course Hersteller helped him, gave him healing and took him away from the goblins. But Garrett didn't think he was stealing?!?! Just saving a princess from becoming a slave.

"This is no place for a princess. She is to not be a slave, to not be like these other females...."

Before he could protest any further five of those females were all over him. Struggled to break free with no hope of doing so. Then to be chained, to be punished for saving his sister.

"Wouldn't you do the same for your sister? Wouldn't you want the best for her? This is in no way the best for my sister.."

Tried to struggle against the chains that held him, regardless of t he knowledge he wouldn't get free. Watched helplessly as the whip was handed to me.

Me on the other hand was silent the whole time, in anger, fear, and now shock. The whip was in my hands, giving me a choice of who I.. Me... would punish..

"I am not sure I can do this... I have never hurt anyone in my life. Let alone punish them."

Spoke timidly almost a whisper, had to admitt the feel of the whip in my hands brought some comfort. For as twisted that may be, but, I felt the power behind it. The power I once had is now mine for the moment. I was silent for the longest time trying to decide of what to do.

Was angry at Garrett for putting us in this postion, then again, it was her that caused him to react the way he did. Hersteller had said I was to take her place, that I would become number one of his slaves. Whether that is true or not, this was time she learned her place. I may have never punished a soul, but I was a princess and had my ways of putting others in their place. This was something I would never show, a side of me that sometimes ached to be let out. Being a princess, I had to refrain from such things.

Stepped up to her slowly, looking at her head lowered and waiting for her punishment.

"If she is to learn her place, it might as well come from me.... With your permission of course... Master.. After all you said that I was going to be taking her place... Am I not correct?"

There was a fire in my eyes that even Garrett has never seen, completly different from what anyone was used to. I knew I couldn't her like he does, but I had to prove myself to him somehow. And letting him take Garrett would prove myself.
I stood on the side of her, waiting for him to make the first move, or to tell me to make the fist strike.

 

[BadForm]

Hersteller der Dirnen

She took the whip with cautiousness, but it seemed the caution of one unused to her own powerful desires. As she stood before the duchess and spoke I listened more to her tone than her words. She would grow to be able to do anything, she would come to know what it was to be a woman.

Yet my mind went back to the prince's comments and a thought struck me. He should know, she should know, just how far my desires went and how unexpected was the rebirth of some of my slaves to the frigid morality of the world.

"Prince, you mistake yourself." I said. "You forget, perhaps, that most of us wizards are of noble birth, but if you wish to see what I would do with my own sister..."

I turned to the side and beckoned with my chin. The eldest of my slaves, the forty two year old Lady Schwester der Dirnen, last in line to what had been my father's Barony and now existed as my own land, stepped forward.

"Look at me, slave, and tell the prince who you are, lest he has forgotten."

She raised her eyes with a loving smile and spoke. "I am your slave... brother," she said simply.

I heard the horror in the Prince's sigh as I handed her the whip I held and motioned her to stand before the prince.

"You will discipline him," I said simply. "Princess, mark your time from this slave."

She weighed the whip in her hand and held the prince's gaze in her own. For my own part, to show the prince just how badly wrong I was, I positioned myself behind her, let my robes flow open and pressed against her. With my fingers I guided myself to her anus and pressed within, bringing a grunt of pleasure.

Then, as I begin to move, gently so as not to disturb my sister's position when she began the whipping, I answered the Princess's question. "You are indeed to take the Duchess's position as my most favored slave. It is customery for the new slave to do so. She knows this and should have accepted, that is the larger reason behind her punishment. That she is being punished by you should drive home her shame. Do not hold back. If she is cut and harmed, she knows I can heal her."

And with that I signalled for the whipping to begin.

 

[katalynn]

Lorica ~

The slave had to learn her place indeed and it should come from me to put her there. Though, when he said if she gets cut.. or harmed from this... Knew what he meant for obvious reasons, but to have that harm come from me?

Looked up to see what he was doing to his sister and it was hard to believe that he would do such things to his own flesh and blood. Wanted to speak, wanted to say that I couldn't do this, cept, part of me wanted to. Part of me had the power that would allow me to do such harm to another person, slave or no slave.

Took another look at the whip that I held, felt it's power growing behind it more and more. Was as if no matter how light I may strike, the whip itself would do more. Even though it seemed as though it was just a normal whip, perhaps it was..

His sister was relishing the pleasure she was recieving, saw it when she looked at me indicating to me to make the first strike. The sparkle in her eyes told me more than I needed, and that scared me all the more.

"Can't believe this is happening."

Whispered mostly to myself while raising the whip, closed my eyes after I aimed where I was to strike, not wanting to see myself do this. And yet, he wanted the same treatment to her front as well. How the hell am I to do that?

The strike hits her harder than I had anticipated, she let out a small cry of pain, only to quickly stiffle it. She didn't want to scream. I heard the whips contact on my brother, he held back his scream as well, just not as well as the Dutchess. Kept my eyes close not knowing where the whip landed on her body. Slight hint of her stiffled cries told me the whip was biting into her skin.

After the first seven strikes I made on her, was begining to feel the power in me building up. The control I had over her. Knowing it wouldn't last long, also wanting this to end. Opened my eyes to only see the red trails left along her whole back, roundness of her ass, and the top of her thighs.

 

[BadForm]

Hersteller der Dirnen

As always, my sister was warm and welcoming and accepted what came. I knew it hurt, even after these years in captivity. Yet the pain had become another source of pleasure and as I began to churn within her bowels she responded by whipping the prince as hard as she could.

The first two strokes fell without the prince reacting. That showed strength and an arrogant pride. The third made his gasp. By the fourth his was biting his lip in pain and the sixth and seventh brought cries of pain that delighted.

Then my sister stopped, and turning to look at Lorica I saw why. She was staring at the duchess's red back and ass, seemingly shocked by the way she herself had taken to beating another human so readily.

"Slave," I said, "That was only seven of the ten... are you bored, perhaps?"

She turned slowly to face me, but did not respond. I was not sure whether she even heard the words as she dwelled on what had just happened.

"Lorica!" I snapped, using her name to get her attention. "As you are so bored... we will deliver the remaining thirteen to their fronts."

I saw her eyes widen as she tried to disbelieve what she had just heard. If 7 had raised so many red welts over a relatively strong area, what would nearly double that do on breasts and vagina? I knew... it would tear the flesh, at least to some degree. I would be interested in seeing how she reacted to that happening to her brother.

"Come... now... take your position and keep time with my sister. If you fall behind or stop, you will have a punishment decided by both the duchess and your brother to be administered at the end of the week."

I walked my sister round to the front of the slaves, being careful to remain lodged in her as we went. The movement as we walked carefully, was intense and I heard her gasp in painful pleasure at every step.

Finally, as we stood before them, I turned to the princess who had reluctantly followed us and commanded: "Begin."

 

[katalynn]

Lorica ~

Stood there stunned for several moments, barely heard his voice call out my name. Still not used to being called *slave* his first question didn't even phase me. Soon my own name came from his voice, asking the same thing. Shook my head for a moment, finally looking up to him;

"No, I'm not bored... I.. I just can't do this anymore... look at her.. anymore will make her bleed."

Spoke softly, almost sorrowful as to what I had done. Even if it was by command. False hope that he will allow this to be enough, but instead, he commanded the rest will be finished on the front. At this point I started to tremble slightly, scared of what 13 lashes will do to her. The front being more tender than the back, it would surely make her bleed.

Just when I was about to protest again, he threatened of another punishment to be taken on me. Reluctantly took position, it didn't even bother me that he was inside her, even as they walked, was to shakened by what I was doing.
Waited for his sister to make the first move, so I can keep time with her. Hopeing that will make this go faster. This time I watched where the whip struck, unable to close my eyes at this point. Slowly the tears began with each scream she made as the whip started to bite into her flesh after about the 8th strike.

Only this time, I didn't stop, not wanting this kind of punisment. Every strike I made was the same time his sister struck. Raised it the same time and everything she did, I did. Perfect timing with his sister, watching her and how she handled what she was doing. I was silent the whole time, heart pounding, trying to not stop as the dutchess cried out in pain.