Jane Bond

[caela]

Jane still wore her clamps, had never thought of removing them once they had entered the room, as if she need permission. Their eyes met Boris saw the little gasp as Jane suddenly realized she still wore her clamps. Her hand started to move. Boris took a steadying breath. “No one has told you to remove them Miss Bond.”

Jane had been startled to realize she still wore her clamps. It had simply not occured to her to take them off until Boris eyes had drawn her attention to them. The tone in his voice when she reached for them made her head snap up and her breath catch in her throat. No longer "kitten" or Jane but Miss Bond and she thought no words had ever sounded more bittersweet to her ears.

“Come here Miss Bond!’

Slowly Jane slid from her chair and to the floor, her body swaying gently as she crawled to his feet. The gold of her clamps flashing in the light from the window and a small his parting her lips as they bite into her flesh once more. Kneeling up at his feet her head tipped slightly to her grey eyes could look up to meet his hazel gaze. She saw the softening in his gaze and felt her heart quicken in her chest knowing truly that he still loved her despite all she'd told him! A small smile played on her lips even as she watched his expression change and grow stern.

“I have been told that you have a very wicked imagination. Show me and please girl”

Suddenly Jane's mind, that never whirring engine that never stopped turning, ground to a halt and went blank. She looked up and realized suddenly that she didn't know this Boris, gone from his face was the lover she'd clung to, the teacher who had shown her so much of herself and who, she was certain, would have eventually brought her to the place within herself that Kawana had if things had been different. This Boris though, what would please him?

"There are many ways to please Master, " she said softly and for the first time the word Master rolled easily, fluidly, off her tongue. "I'd beg to know,would your pleasure be best served in receiving pleasure or giving pain tonight Master?"

 

[cgraven]

"There are many ways to please Master, " she said softly and for the first time the word Master rolled easily, fluidly, off her tongue. "I'd beg to know, would your pleasure be best served in receiving pleasure or giving pain tonight Master?"

How he wanted to sweep her into his arms hold her close, and make tender love to his Kitten Boris did not know if he could do that just yet with this Jane. Though he loved her and always would there was a dark corner in his heart that needed to punish Jane for having given herself to Kawana and by her own admission bound part of her to him.

“Pain Miss Bond, delicious pain, till you scream in the dark ecstasy of it. Till it becomes the pleasure that your body crave Miss Bond!”


Boris reached out his hand so slowly, his fingers leisurely curling around the delicate golden chain that connected her clamps, and then a vicious little tug that broth tears to Jane’s firry blue-gray eyes.

“Then………………………”

Boris’s voice soften just a bit.

“……………………….pleasure delirious pleasure Kitten”

 

[caela]

Boris reached out his hand so slowly, his fingers leisurely curling around the delicate golden chain that connected her clamps, and then a vicious little tug that broth tears to Jane’s firry blue-gray eyes

Jane gasped and her body arched up at the tug on the chain, tears leaping to eyes as unexpected pain sliced down into her body igniting her passions like a match to tinder. Grey eyes dark with need for him lift to his as his voice draws her back from the pain he'd caused.


“……………………….pleasure delirious pleasure Kitten”

Yessss, hearing him call her kitten once more only served to draw her heart closer to him as it showed her she could be both Miss Bond and still be his kitten as well. She understood he needed to punish her, needed to hurt her as her willing submission to Kawana had hurt him and so she murmured, "As my Master wishes."

Rising from her place at his feet she moved to the cabinet against the far wall. Kawana supplied his guests with an array of toys each designed for the motif of the room they were housed in. Opening the cabinets doors Jane's lip curved upward slightly as she selected an instrument of pain. One both she and Boris knew she hated.

Turning back to him she approached him quietly and sank to her knees once more at his feet, her hands rising to offer him the supply cane stretched across her palm. "If my Master seeks to inflict pain this is the most effective instrument with which to do it."

 

[cgraven]

"As my Master wishes."

Turning back to him she approached him quietly and sank to her knees once more at his feet, her hands rising to offer him the supply cane stretched across her palm. "If my Master seeks to inflict pain this is the most effective instrument with which to do it."

Boris took the rattan cane from Jane’s outstretched hands. He knew how this proud young beauty, a product of English public school education loathed the cane and yet relished the pain it could bring her. Boris flicked his wrist testing the rattan’s flexibility, gauging its heft. He saw in Jane’s eyes as she had offered him the instrument of torment that she recognized his need to punish her, and he saw in Jane’s eyes her wanton need for it

“Remain kneeling Miss Bond and recline.”

The position that Boris had ordered would cause Jane’s body to arch back, causing the clamps to cruelly bite into her tender flesh even before the first blow fell. He was amazed at the fluid grace as Jane arched her body back her chestnut tresses resting on the floor behind her pale creamy thigh spread wide, her naked monde, lewdly displayed for Boris’s pleasure, as her head rested on the floor she could maintain the position.

Swish, swish the rattan hissed like a serpent as it cut through the air. Swish and the rattan’s serpent tooth licked at Jane’s already tortured nipples.

Swish and searing pain flooded Jane’s naked pussy. Again and again the rattan hissed through the air nipping at Jane’s nipples and pussy yet hardly a mark marred her pale skin. Kawana might be a master with the flogger but Boris surpassed him in the use of the cane. A dark aura enveloped Boris’s heart as his Kitten bucked and wither as the rattan kissed her prostrated form.

Boris repositioned Jane and her firm ass quivered with the rattans bite. Boris did not falter till Jane screamed out her orgasm, her inner thighs glistening with her sweet nectar. He slowly knelt behind her his tongue snaking out to again taste his kitten’s sweet nectar.

“And are you now ready for pleasure Miss Bond?”

 

[caela]

“Remain kneeling Miss Bond and recline.”

The order startled Jane for it would leave the front of her body bared to the kiss of the cane and a soft whimper filled her throat at the thought. Still with barely a moments hesitation her body arched back until her head pressed to the floor behind her, her for draw as tight as if bound once more to the rack. She could feel the clamps biting into her flesh and had to bit back a low groan knowing that worse than the bite of clamps was to come soon.

As the can cut through the air she tendsed for just a moment before a shriek of pain parted her soft lips and her back arched upward, bowing until only her head touched the floor. Pain, bright and searing flooding through her nipple and clit. As he continued her assault on the clamps she writhed there on the floor before him, her body moving sinuously, wantonly lifting to the kiss of pain at his hands.

She turned easily when he changed her position and her ass felt the burning strips as the cane landed on the gentle curves. It didn't take long for Jane to release a raggid cry and intense pleasure swept through her and her release claimed her leaving her body trembling there on the floor. At the feel of his tongue she gasped softly and her hips jerked despite the fact that she was still trying to catch her breath.

“And are you now ready for pleasure Miss Bond?”

"Yesssssss, oh god yes please Boris, Master. If it pleases you yes," she begged unashamedly. She wanted him desperatly and it was there in her gaze, all her love and longing for him shined in the depths of her grey eyes along with the passion flaring through her body for him.

 

[cgraven]

A dark cold fire burned in Boris’s wounded soul as Jane’s body writhed there on the floor before him, her body moving sinuously, wantonly lifting to the kiss of pain at his hands. She lay there bond only by her will, as her delicate body feasted on what Jane’s soul craved till the ragged scream of pleasure escaped her lips and her graceful dancer’s body quivering with the intensity of her orgasm


"Yesssssss, oh god yes please Boris, Master. If it pleases you yes,"

Boris saw in the young beauty’s smoldering blue-gray eyes the desperate longing and love they had once shared, and the firry wanton passion flaring through her body for him.

Swish the rattan caught Jane’s nipples.

“Master Kitten!”

Boris laid the cane aside and drew Jane up to him, his lips tenderly brushed her lips in a long sensual kiss. He eased his broken beauty back on to the bed. Light kisses followed the curve of Jane’s neck to her tortured nipples . Boris released a clamp, Jane’s body arched in pain as the blood flooded in to the tortured bud, his lips suckling it till the pain was replaced by pleasure. Then he released the other clamp and he claimed the throbbing bud. Slowly seductively Boris’s kisses floated down across Jane’s quivering belly, till his tongued flicked out to tease her clit. and free it from the grasp of the sharp golden teeth.

Boris slowly stood his eyes a soft mask as to his feelings.

“You may disrobe me now Kitten and please me.”

Boris smiled as Jane sinuous body crawled to him.

 

[caela]

Swish the rattan caught Jane’s nipples. “Master Kitten!”

"Master!" she cried as her body arched under the strike of the cane to her tortured nipples once more. As he drew her close she clung tightly to him not caring about the small shocks of pain in her nipples where they pressed to his chest while her lips fed hungrily on his. God how she'd missed his kisses!

Jane's body writhed under him while his kisses trailed down her body, pain and pleasure consuming her every thought as kisses and the release of the clamps filled her world. When the clamp finally came off her clit Jane howled in both agony from the pain and shock at the intense release that screamed through her body seeming to shatter everything around her. Lying limply for a moment, trying to catch her breath, it was his voice, his beloved voice, that drew her back to reality.

“You may disrobe me now Kitten and please me.”

Without a word she rolled to her stomach and pushed up to her hands and knees, her ass swaying gently and breasts quivering under her as she crawled across the bed to him. Kneeling up to face him her fingers traced the line of his jaw, her gaze both tender and wanton as she simply studied a face she had thought to never see again. Still tracing the line of jaw and neck she leaned in close to press small tender kisses all over his face, tracing his forhead with her lips, then down the bridge of his nose, touching both eyes gently before working her way slowly to his mouth. As her lips touched his in a loving kiss her fingers trailed down to the hem of his shirt and slowly tugged it upward without releasing his lips until she needed to draw the shirt over his head.

Sliding from the bed her eyes smoldered on his for a moment more before she began to sink slowly, her legs bending while her lips continued to re-learn his body. Trailing them across his chest and grinning impishly as she darted her tongue out to his his own nipples feeling them harden at her touch. Continuing lower her armsreached out around his hips to help balance herself in her slow descent, her finger lightly caressing the small of his back and the curve of his ass while the tip of her tongue traced gently patters slowly down his stomach.

Finally reaching her knees she turned her gaze back up to him, eyes adoring and loving, for just a moment as if needing reassurance that this was really her Boris here in her arms. Seeing his face she smiled tenderly and leaned her head in, working carefully to free first his belt and then to open his pants with her lips and teeth. As both opened to her, her fingers hooked into the waist of his pants and undergarments and oh so gently drew them down his legs where her lips once more trailed kisses to his flesh. Waiting for him to step free of the garments she couldn't resist the urge to lean back and simply admire the body of the man she loved.

Her body quivered just to look on him and slowly she rised up high on her knees once more her lips pressing a small tender kiss to just the head of his cock as her voice, thick and low with desire, wafted to his ears, "May I taste you Master?"

 

[cgraven]

Boris watched as Jane came silently to him, the fluid grace of her body her eyes smoldering with love and wanton lust. This young vibrant beauty was neither his kitten nor Kawana’s Little Wildcat She was a tigress on the prowl driven for what she needed and desired. Her caress was gentle her kisses wild and filled with passion. Every action graceful and sensually seductive. An impish smile bowed her lips as she disrobed Boris. The touch of her lips the press of her naked body to him brought memories of their pass flooding back to him. Boris met the kneeling beauty’s smoldering blue-gray eyes his hazel eyes soften with his love for the girl he had known. As Jane's head demurely lowered to strip his pants away he wonder at the marked changes in Jane.

Her body quivered just to look on him and slowly she raised up high on her knees once more her lips pressing a small tender kiss to just the head of his cock as her voice, thick and low with desire, wafted to his ears, "May I taste you Master?"

“Yes.”

Was all Boris could manage to say. His hand stoked the silken tresses of Jane’s firry chestnut mane, his body welcoming the caress of her lips. He knew that Jane was trying to reassure him of her love and yet her mouth was more seductive now than it ever had been there where none of the young beauties old inhibitions. She was wilder and freer that she had ever been before. Boris’s body surrendered to her loving mouth. God how he wanted her wanted Jane more than he had ever wanted her before.

“You please me Kitten”

Boris waited too see how else his Jane had changed.

 

[caela]

Jane purred as he allowed her take him into her mouth, her lips wrapping lovingly around his cock and slowly sinking down around it until he was buried deep within her throat and her lips were tight around the base. She could feel him stroking her hair and her purring grew louder, vibrating on his flesh. Slowly her lips draw upward until only the head remains in her mouth and here her tongue swirled and teased, tasting the first drops of fluid that formed at the tip. She set a slow rhythem designed to draw out the sensations, to give as much pelasure as her lips and tongue could.

“You please me Kitten”

Such simple words and yet they made her heart sore in ways it hadn't in months. Her submission to him was absolute as she kneeled there before him worshipping his cock with lips and tongue. Reaching up the fingertps of her right hand began to trail on his skin, tracing small patterns over his flesh while the left reached downward to cup the sac that hung below his cock. Gently she teased it with her fingers, rolling it in her palm while she curved her hand to reach the small bundle of nerves she knew lied just behind it. Pressing that bundle of nerves she massaged it in small circles while her nails racked into his chest and her lips tightened, suckling him with wanton urgency that showed how she ached to taste him fully.

 

[cgraven]

Pressing that bundle of nerves she massaged it in small circles while her nails racked into his chest and her lips tightened, suckling him with wanton urgency that showed how she ached to taste him fully.

Boris’s body stiffened as his fingers entwined in Jane’ hair drawing her to him as his hot scalding seed exploded in her mouth and throat. He gasped and moaned his pleasure.

They made love long into the night Boris took Jane again and again some times he was gentle at other harsh and demanding of Jane till they collapsed in each other’s arms spent and exhausted.

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There was a gentle knock at the door the sunlight filtered through the curtains.

”Jane, Jane Master wants you in the “Playroom” it is nearly noon Jane.”

Boris watch as Jane quickly shook the sleep from her body, quickly rise then desperately look for her clamps. There was an excited eagerness to her and she was half way to the door before she suddenly stopped and turned to Boris as if she had forgotten he was there. His hazel eyes met her and the young beauty so a deep sadness in them and they both realized in that moment that things could never be exactly as they had been for the part of Jane that was bond to the African had eagerly arose to his summons carried by innocent little Anne. Jane lips parted as if to speak.

Jane Master is waiting for you.

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Kawana was waiting for Jane when she came to the “Playroom”.

 

[caela]

Boris watch as Jane quickly shook the sleep from her body, quickly rise then desperately look for her clamps. There was an excited eagerness to her and she was half way to the door before she suddenly stopped and turned to Boris as if she had forgotten he was there.

The sadness she saw in his gaze nearly broke her heart and she opened her lips to speak but quickly remembered Anne standing at the doorway waiting for her. Locking her eyes on Boris' hazel gaze her own begged him not to be angry with her. Wrapping her fingers around her clamps she moved back to the bed and knelt gently beside it, her eyes still holding his, her voice loud enough for Anne to hear for if it wasn't she knew Anne would be suspicious.

"I hope I have pleased you well Master Micka, if you have further desire for my services simply let Master Kawana know and I am sure arrangements can be made." It was a prepared statement, one Kawana had told then to give in the morning should they ever go to one of his guests. Jane never had, it was the first time she'd spoken those workds but she knew Anne had said them many times and more than once such arrangements had been made. Arrangements that often took Anne from Kawana's service for the entire duration of his guests stay though there was no way she could tell him that.

Rising gently once more she leaned over him and pressed a soft kiss to his lips before turning and following Anne out of the room before he could say anything.

***

Entering the playroom she found Kawana sitting on his throne waiting for her and sank to her knees, like a supplicant, before him. "How may I be of service Master?"

 

[cgraven]

Entering the playroom she found Kawana sitting on his throne waiting for her and sank to her knees, like a supplicant, before him. "How may I be of service Master?"


Kawana simply looked at the kneeling girl for a moment his eyes boring into hers as if he was pondering something.

“Put on your clamps Miss Bond and get you toy.”

The African waited for Jane to obey him and when she returned he smiled at her.

“Miss Bond remain kneeling and pleasure yourself.”

Kawana watched as Jane did his bidding smiled as her body embraced the dildo. When her body was quivering with desire he spoke,

“You may not cum till I grant you permission Miss Bond.”

His eyes where colder than they had been in months, he had positioned Jane in almost the same position Boris had ordered her into the night before.

“Tell me about Micka, what he did to you, how he had you please him.”

Jane did not know that this was a normal occurrence when one of his slaves had spent a night with a guess.

“I shall know if you lie to me Miss Bond.”

 

[caela]

Jane was surprised at the coldness in Kawana's gaze and it sent a deep shiver rushing through her, part aprehension and part desire. It had been long weeks since his eyes had been so distant; since agreeing to give herself to him they were usually warm even when tinged with sadistic light.

She moves silently to obey, her clamps experly sliding into place and drawing a low groan from her lips as they bit into her nipples and clit which were still tender from wearing them so long and from the cane strikes the day before. The dildo took her mind off the pain that was so intense in her nipples and clit and slowly her eyes returned to his while her hips rocked hungrily and he told her she must deny herself release until he said otherwise.

“Tell me about Micka, what he did to you, how he had you please him.”“I shall know if you lie to me Miss Bond.”

She groans softly, her body was aching with need and he wanted to play 20 questions?! Drawing a deep, raggid breath she tried to gather her thoughts into some semblence of order and on something other than her body.

"H-he's insatiable Master. He used me into the small hours of the morning and might have done so again today if we had woken before Anne came to fetch me." Her voice caught on the last as a deep shudder of pleasure rushed through her, not cumming was become more difficult and so she forced herself to slow the pace of the dildo.

"He is skilled with a cane, Master. As much so as you with a flogger if not even more so, he used it on my flesh until I screamed in pleasure and pain with it and yet left not a mark, not even when he used it to snap at the clamps still on my flesh Master."

 

[cgraven]

Kawana listened as Jane began to speak watched the way her supple body arched back to accepted her toy, watched the desire building in her. The gasp of surprise when he told her she may not come.

"He is skilled with a cane, Master. As much so as you with a flogger if not even more so, he used it on my flesh until I screamed in pleasure and pain with it and yet left not a mark, not even when he used it to snap at the clamps still on my flesh Master."

The African let the pleasure and anticipation of blessed relief build in Jane’s graceful delicate body, until her denial of it became deliciously pain. Those stormy blue-gray eyes smoldered as her firry spirit and stubborn will to please her master where all that kept the delicate beauty from coming when Kawana saw the tears trickle down Jane’s flawless cheek he granted her permission to cum.

The African required Jane to select her form of torment for their session. Jane fought him pushed him, screamed her pleasure time and again the Wildcat fought tooth and nail. Kawana was pleased that she seemed to give herself to him more fully than ever before.

“Miss Bond you please more than any other has.”

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Kawana met with Micka to discuss the commission for the statues. He graciously accepted their thanks for the company of the young beauties. It was decided that the Anne would be depicted as an innocent wanton.

Boris heart nearly stopped as it was decided Jane would be depicted as “Chained Beauty”. Her love of pain the central theme of the work.

That evening Kawana called his pets to him.

“Anne you shall please Master Micka tonight, and Jane you will please his assistant.”

As always they had the right to chose. Yet the night before Jane had gone to Micka if she refused again what would Kawana think. And Jane had seen the way Yuri had looked at her. It seemed danger lurked no matter what she decided.

 

[caela]

“Miss Bond you please more than any other has.”

Jane smiled at such praise from Kawana. He often said things that were kind to the girls but actual praise was something that neither of them heard often and to know that she pleased him more than any other stroked her ego. All women liked to hear such things and Jane was no exception.

She moved through the day as if in a daze, her body aching in every muscle but it was an ache she treasured. She sought solace in her dance studio and moved through her routines for hours, letting sore muscles stretch and bend to regain their suppleness though it increased the aching in some of them. When she had finished she returned to her room and took a long hot bath and than curled up naked in her bed and drifted off to sleep.

As she slept her mind was filled with dreams that circled and curled in on themselves, images of pain and pleasure, Kawana and Boris. When she woke a few hours later her body was trembling but filled with a gentle langour and she realized that her dreams had been so real and forceful that she'd actually orgasmed in her sleep.

***

“Anne you shall please Master Micka tonight, and Jane you will please his assistant.”

Jane swiftly considered the possibility that Kawana would be suspicious of her not choosing to go with Yuri but quickly shrugged it away. She didn't make it a habit to go with his guests and thought it would seem much more natural for her to have done so with the artist who would make their statues than with his assistent. After all Micka had something to offer her Master, Yuri didn't.

She refused to think of Boris with Anne knowing it would only bring danger to them both; she could only concentrate on how to best avoid going with Yuri.

And her body was killing her. Boris had worked her hard that night before, Kawana even more so this morning and again he had put on a show for Boris and Yuri before calling the girls to him and telling them to offer themselves to his guests. For once all Jane wanted was sleep.

"Master, as insatiable as you know my body to be even it has reached it's limits. Forgive me but I would choose not to go with Master Micka's assistent. I would not be able to do justice to my Master in service to his guest this night."

 

[cgraven]

The show this evening was even more demanding of Jane than the night before She had been suspended in a trapeze her body put to the test and again her eyes shown for Kawana and her body reveled in his attentions to her as ragged screams of intense pleasure echoed through the “Playroom”

"Master, as insatiable as you know my body to be even it has reached it's limits. Forgive me but I would choose not to go with Master Micka's assistent. I would not be able to do justice to my Master in service to his guest this night."

Kawana’s displeasure with Jane’s response showed dark and threatening in his eyes. His acute displeasure with her more than evident. He waited a moment .

“As you wish my pet the choice is yours.”

Anne came almost skipping to Boris smiling sweetly as she linked her arm in his.

The African watched as Anne led Boris away to the guess room. He turned his eyes to Jane to see if she reconsidered her decision, it was obvious what he desired.


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In The Morning Anne came to Jane her eyes bright and lively a radiant glow graced her pale creamy body the petite blonde smiled at her friend .

Ummmmmmmmmm

Anne’s voice was a deep growling sigh of pleasure.

 

[caela]

The African watched as Anne led Boris away to the guess room. He turned his eyes to Jane to see if she reconsidered her decision, it was obvious what he desired.

Jane too watched as Anne led Boris away, a small smile playing on her lips at her friends eagerness. Feeling the weariness in her own body she found she couldn't be jealous and knew Boris would do well by her friend but that in the end his heart was still hers.

Meeting Kawana's gaze and seeing the cold displeasure there she couldn't hold his eyes and her own dropped to the floor as she whispered, "I'm sorry Master. Tonight I can do no more, even my body has it's limits." She knew he would respect her decision not to go, he always did, she only prayed he would choose to delay her punishment for it. The contempt in his eyes as she stuck to her decision made her shiver and she knew she would pay well for this transgression but he turned and led Yuri away himself to show him some part of the compound and Jane breathed a sigh of relief.

Watching them leave Jane left the playroom quietly. Alone now she had time to think and found that she still felt no jealousy toward Anne going with Boris. Instead a sense of pride suffused her knowing just how well Boris would do in pleasuring Anne. Anne's pleasures had never gone as dark as Jane's and while she enjoyed watching Jane's torments and soothing her after she couldn't handle as much herself. She would perpertually be where Jane had been before all of this had happened to them. She hoped Boris found her as sweet as Kawana did.

On the heels of that thought she reached her room and after a quick bath she crawled between the blanket of her bed as was asleep nearly before her head hit the pillow. That night she didn't dream, she simply floated in the blackness that enveloped the weary.

She woke the next morning to Anne jumping onto the bed with her, a small "oof!" escaping her lips as the bed sagged toward Anne and she rolled toward her friend. "Did you really have to wake me up silly girl?"

Ummmmmmmmmm

Jane smiled sleepily at the growling purr in her friends throat. "I'll take that as a yes."

"He was amazing Jane! Why didn't you tell me he was amazing?" Anne asked and snuggled in beside Jane facing her.

"I didn't get the chance. As I recall you woke me up yesterday as well and hurried me to the playroom to see Kawana."

Anne nodded and smiled impishly, "True, I never did get to ask, how did the questioning go? He told me not to tell you why he wanted you or I'd have given you some warning. He's always so distant until you've told him everything isn't he?"

Jane started slightly at Anne's words, "That was normal?! Good lord I'd thought I'd done something wrong, his eyes were so cold."

Anne laughed and kissed Jane's nose, "No, he's always like after I go with one of his guests. My guess would be he was more so with you because you've never gone before. Did he punish you yet for not going last night?"

"No, he took Yuri off somewhere, perhaps a midnight hunt or just down to the gaurds quarters for some gaming. He wasn't happy with me but I just couldn't go, I so needed to sleep. Even now my limbs feel like deadweight."

"Awwwwww, poor thing. You get some more sleep than and I'll have the massuese sent up around noon to work some of the kinks out of your body. I'm going to head down to the playroom and await my questioning."

Anne nearly purred again at the thought and scampered off, closing the door quietly behind her. Jane couldn't wait til noon when she knew the massuese would come to her but again she was asleep almost before she had rolled over and found a comfortable place once more.

 

[cgraven]

It was late afternoon when Kawana sent for Jane. He sat on his thrown his mood dark and brooding, It was the first time that guards had been present since Jane had willing given herself to him. The three men stood around the room in silence. The African waited till Jane had knelt and her eyes where demurely down cast.

“Miss Bond you have greatly displeased me and I shall have to punish you.”

Kawana paused for a moment his eyes cold and hard.

“Though you deserve a beating, that would mare you Miss Bond and Micka has come a long way to sculpt you, and I wish your body flawless for him.

Kawana‘s eyes shifted between Jane and the three guards. Then slowly he pronounced the words of his punishment his eyes softening as he gazed down on Jane.

“You will pleasure three of my guards at once, you will hold nothing back Miss Bond.”

Unlike an invitation to please a guest, which the girl’s could accept or refuse this was to punish to instruct Jane. The African’s hand gently brushed Jane’s cheek and he lifted her chin his dark cold eyes softening as he spoke.

“ Jane I am punishing you because you displeased me. You went willingly with Micka, yet when I asked you to please his assistant you refused.”

Kawana paused his voice was almost tender, and for the first time his deep dark eyes shown true affection for Jane, which was as close to love as he could ever get.

“Jane the punishment is not because you refused, but because you, by that refusal insulted one of my guess. You accepted Micka but spurned his assistant and embarrassed me in front of the man by doing so.”

Kawana knew the punishment was sever, for he had never asked Jane or Anne to service more than one man, let alone three at once. He knew it would wound Jane’s firry spirit, would take all of her indomenal will to submit to it, and hold nothing back. The African knew Jane could endure physical pain, even revel in it, but this would be a true test for her, and a fitting punishment for the embarrassment she had caused him. Slowly he took his seat his eyes still held Jane’s.

“ Are you ready Miss Bond?”

 

[caela]

Jane slept the day away until the massuse quietly peeked her head in at noon. She was a wizened old woman but her hands were like magic and Jane managed to stir herself and smile warmly to the old woman. Slipping from her bed she gave little heed to her own nakedness and only groaned as her muscles ached with the motion of walking just to the center of the room where the woman set up her table. Climbing onto it Jane stretched out on her stomach first and let the old woman work. She could hear the woman clucking her tongue in disapproval at the tightness in Jane's muscles and the places where her sensitive fingers could feel bruising as well below the skin.

When it was time Jane rolled over to her back so the woman could work the front of her body and she sighed softly in delicious pleasure as the womans hands worked. When the old woman was done she helped Jane to sit up knowing that her freshly relaxed muscles wouldn't want to move much. Jane offered the woman a gracious smile, her mind already turning toward her dance studio as the woman looked at her sternly and pointed at the younger woman, "No dancing for at least 4 days. If I thought the men would leave you alone I'd shorten it but they won't and you have to give your body some peace. 4 days young lady and if I hear of you being in that studio before than I'll go to Kawana."

Jane sighed softly but nodded, "Oh alright, 4 day I promise." With that the old woman left and Jane dressed. With her studio being out of the question she went instead to the library and curled up in one of the large chairs to continue workig her way through an America History novel until on of the gaurds came and told her Kawana wanted her.

***

As she slipped into the playroom Jane knew it was time for her punishment and she couldn't help but puzzle over why the gaurds were there. She sank to her knees before Kawana and a deep shudder passed through her at the cold distance in his eyes. Small tears sprang to her own grey eyes and she hoped that coldness would be gone again when her punishment was done.

“You will pleasure three of my guards at once, you will hold nothing back Miss Bond .”

Jane's head snapped up at his words the tears of remorse that had been in her eyes quickly blinked away as her temper flared in her eyes. He couldn't be serious?! She'd been bone weary to the point where his own massuse was forbidding her her dance studio and would have caused him greater embarassment had she gone with Yuri and he would do this to her! Everything in her rebelled at the thought and her fingers curled into fists on her thighs where she kneeled.

She held his eyes in a savage glare that had not been in her own since she'd given herself fully to him. Even the affection in his gaze didn't soften her heart.

“Jane the punishment is not because you refused but because you by that refusal insulted one of my guess. You accepted Micka but spurned his assistant and embarrassed me in front of the man by doing so.”

"Would the greater embarassment not have been for me to go with him and not be able to please him because my body had been push to the end of it's limits? I've slept until noon today when your own massuse came to me and has denied me my studio for 4 days because you and Micka had pushed my body to such limits!" Fury etched her voice in a way it hadn't since the day he'd bought her and Anne and despite the fact that she was bound to him in that moment she could have gladly killed him.

“ Are you ready Miss Bond?”

She looked to the gaurds and her gaze softened only fractionally. They too were here because Kawana had called them. Granted this would be no punishment for them but they wouldn't have laid a hand on her without his permission and she enough not to blame them for Kawana's decisions. Steeling her gaze it was as if shutters closed behind her eyes closing off her thoughts and emotions from him, shutting him out from her in a way she had never done before as she hissed, "As you wish, Master. " The last word filled with as much contempt as she could summon into it.

Spinning on her knees to face away from him she looked up to the gaurds and her face was a mask of coldness. Even her voice held a cold edge to it that would have sliced through bone and sinew with surgical precision if a voice could, "Do your Master's will."

 

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Kawana watched as Jane’s temper flared, that old spirit of rebellion , as her supple young body stiffened. Yet she remained kneeling there in total submission.

"Would the greater embarrassment not have been for me to go with him and not be able to please him because my body had been push to the end of it's limits? I've slept until noon today when your own masseuse came to me and has denied me my studio for 4 days because you and Micka had pushed my body to such limits!" Fury etched her voice

The African made no reply but sat there silently.

As you wish, Master. " The last word filled with as much contempt as she could summon into it.

Though the contempt in Jane’s voice stung Kawana he still made no reply his eyes watching Jane’s ever move.

"Do your Master's will."

The guards how ever made no move at all. Time seemed to drag by as Jane continued to kneel there her back to her master. Then his hands where at her shoulders as he guided Jane to stand.

“Your punishment is completed Jane. Your submission to my will despite your firry spirit has pleased me. I will never ask you to serve more than one man at a time.”

He could still feel the tenseness in her slowly he turned Jane to face him as a single tear ran down his cheek and his lips brushed her in a tender kiss.

The guards silently withdrew leave Kawana and Jane alone.

 

[caela]

Jane watched the gaurds closely, the way they simply stood there made her nervous. What was she missing? What hadn't she been told? When she felt Kawana's hands on her shoulders drawing her up from her knees she started in surprise. She'd been so intent on the gaurds that she hadn't even heard him approach!

“Your punishment is completed Jane. Your submission to my will despite your firry spirit has pleased me. I will never ask you to serve more than one man at a time.”

She nearly growled at him for playing with her in such a way until she saw the tear trailing down his cheek. Before she could say anything his lips were pressed tenderly to her and her body was pressing in against him, her own lips soft and sweet on his. All her anger drifted from her at such a show of tenderness.

She heard the gaurds withdraw and the small click of the door closeing but all of her body was attuned to his as she drew back from the kiss and looked up into his eyes. Her own were soft and caring now as a hand reached up to cup his cheek lightly, "Why do you do such things to me Kawana? "she asked softly using his name as she did only when they were utterly alone. Sometimes he allowed it and sometimes he would correct her and make her call him Master once more but whenever her emotions were near the surface it was his name she used at least once.

"What is it in you that makes you use me so...and what is it in me that answers to it? If I hadn't given my whole heart away already I do believe in the end you wouldn't have just my body and part of my soul but my heart as well."

She sighed softly and relaxed into him, feeling his arms strong and firm around her, her body soft and pliant now against him.

 

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“What is it in you that makes you use me so...and what is it in me that answers to it? If I hadn't given my whole heart away already I do believe in the end you wouldn't have just my body and part of my soul but my heart as well."

Kawana let pass Jane’s failure to properly address him something he would never do with the Anne.

“Jane I use you so because you need it more than you need life or love.”

The African paused as he reveled in the firmness of the young beauty’s body pressed so close to his.

“I do not know of the life you led before other than that you once loved. But your spirit is strong as is your will and I suspect it has always been so. Yet you desire to serve to submit and you crave the adrenaline of your firry spirit being curbed. That is why Jane I do what I do to you for you need it.”

Kawana swept Jane into his arms and carried her to his bed, Laying her on the dark silken sheet.

“So Jane you have been denied your studio for 4 days?”

He paused smiling down at the stunning young beauty.

“What else have you been denied my Pet?”

 

[caela]

Kawana swept Jane into his arms and carried her to his bed, Laying her on the dark silken sheet.

Jane laughed as he swept her up into his arms, her own arms reached up and circled around his neck, her body snuggling into his as he crossed the short distance to the bed. Once settled she smiled up to him, her fingertips tracing along his chest, not wanting to loose contact, needing to feel the warmth of his skin against hers.

“So Jane you have been denied your studio for 4 days?” “What else have you been denied my Pet?”

"Nothing Master. Actually Tabitha said that if she thought you'd leave me along she'd have shortened the sentence but since she didn't see that happening I was to stay out of my studio entirely for four days to give my body some rest. She was less than happy with the state of my muscles today." Jane grinned imishly up to him before continuing, "I think if she dared she'd actually have told you to leave me be for a couple days."

Looking up to him she smiled once more but than her face turned serious as a question that had long swirled in the back of her mind slipped to the forefront wanting to be asked. She tried to just push it back and let it be though as she didn't want to upset him further and so she turned her face slightly, letting her hair fall across her face and hide the look in her eyes while she curled her body into his, her voice the softest of murmurs meant only for her own ears, "Perhaps sometime I'll tell you of my life before this."

 

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Jane’s laughter when he swept her into his arms pleased the African. Her impish smile when her soft sweet voice cooed

"Nothing Master.

The way her fingers traced along his chest soften his dark eyes, the soft angelic features of her face slowly turned serious she turned her face slightly, letting her hair fall across her face and hide the look in her eyes while she curled her body into his, her voice the softest of murmurs meant only for her own ears, "Perhaps sometime I'll tell you of my life before this."

Kawana lips brushed Jane’s in a fleeting tender kiss.

“That would please me Jane.”

A slow smile creased his face as he looked down on her.

“Miss bond I do believe you need to strip for me.”

Kawana made love to Jane with a savage tenderness that night.

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The old woman came to Jane three times a day for the next three days, to tend to Jane’s worn body. Kawana had Jane stay in his room she was not called to the “Playroom” and at night he would take her but once letting her body recover. He was still the master but what his pet needed most at this time was to heal, and he gave her that time seeing to all of her needs.


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Boris had not seen Jane for days, only Anne as present for the demonstrations in the “Playroom”

Boris had started the sculpture in clay of Anne that would serve as a bold for the bronzes Kawana wanted . The work was slow as all had to perfect not flaw in the figurine no blemish or the casting would fail. It was not hard to capture the little blonde’s innocence, more allusive was her deeply seductive nature and that is what the African wanted the play between her sexuality and her innocence.

When at last it was done Kawana was pleased.

“Your are a master Micka it is truly Anne.”

Boris knew that Jane was his next subject and the theme was Chained Beauty, and the African had said he had definite wishes on how Jane was to be posed.

 

[caela]

“That would please me Jane.”

She smiled to him wondering for a moment how he would react to know that his Wildcat could rewire his entire security system in less than five minutes among other electrical marvels. That she had in fact been the star of MI6's labs. The thought of her former life for a moment brought on a fresh surge of anger as it made her think breifly of M. Him she still wanted to feel trapped under a knife as she slowly cut his heart out. The feeling was short lived however as Kawana mentioned her overly clothed state and she laughed once more.

She stripped sensuously for him, her body soft and supple and yeilding but as savage as his. In the morning she watched him dress and was gratified to see the marks where her nails had scored the flesh of his back and hips. She kissed him tenderly before he left and simply curled down to go back to sleep sprawled out in his bed.

***
It was odd staying in his room for the next few days and yet it was a delight as well. Old Tabitha was the only person she saw besides Kawana because the old woman brought Jane's meals as well as coming to tend to her body. She was startled at how well Jane was recovering however and made it a point to tell Jane so which had made Jane laugh.

"Much as that man uses you I expected your progress to be slower girl," the old woman groused on the second day. "Did you make him mad at you or something?"

Jane grinned and stretched slightly under Tabitha's hands which earned her a slap to the bottom and gruff order to stay still. "No I didn't make him mad Tabitha, would he keep me in his own room if I had? I just told him about you telling me to stay out of my studio for four days and that the sentence would be shorter if you thought he'd leave me alone. He took it seriously. He's had be rest and has only taken me once each night and not called me back to the playroom either."

Tabitha looked at Jane, startled by the girls words before muttering to herself, "Well that's a first then." When she finished working on Jane she smiled to her for the first time before leaving once more.

After the third day Tabitha sought Kawana out herself to inform him that Jane was as healed as she could make the young woman and that if he gave her one more day's rest she should be as good as knew. Tabitha found it to be worth her nervousness at talking to him just to see the flash of happiness her words brought him dart through his eyes.

***
Curling into Kawana on the third night after he'd taken her and they were both coming down from their pleasure she turned her head slightly to look up to him, her voice soft and curious as she asked, "Would you like to know something about my life before I came to be here?" She didn't know how much she'd tell him if he did want to know but for some reason she felt the urge to talk. She just hoped he wouldn't tell her to shush and sleep as he sometimes did, she was too awake for it.