Jane Bond

[caela]

“Is your love for Boris not worth risking everything for it? For until you face ”M” and submit to him he will living or dead always stand between you and your happiness . His shadow cast across your life forever. Only in willingly submitting to him can you break his power over you Jane.”

She curled into Kawana, drawing strength from his arms around her while her mind spun and twisted on what he said. Her mind refused to accept it. If she gave herself to M willingly she would loathe herself and in the end Boris as well for allowing it and believed he would come to hate her for doing it. Slowly she shook her head against Kawana's chest.

"I can't Kawana. Willingly giving myself to M is more than even my soul could bear. If I ever see him again it will be to choke the life from his body, anything less is a betrayal of myself, Boris, my father and Anne as well. In the end it would shatter my soul as nothing else in this world could do."

Looking up into Kawana's eyes her finger ran gently along his jawline. "M isn't the shadow that runs across my life Kawana, the shadow in my life is that I am bound to two men and will always be so. I've only yeilded to two men in my life and each of you holds a different piece of me and always shall. If you keep me, Boris still had a piece of my heart; if you let me go you still have a piece of my soul. These things have nothing to do with M except for that fact that he put me in your paths."

 

[cgraven]

Looking up into Kawana's eyes her finger ran gently along his jaw line. "M isn't the shadow that runs across my life Kawana, the shadow in my life is that I am bound to two men and will always be so. I've only yielded to two men in my life and each of you holds a different piece of me and always shall. If you keep me, Boris still had a piece of my heart; if you let me go you still have a piece of my soul. These things have nothing to do with M except for that fact that he put me in your paths."

Kawana knew that Jane was lying to herself, refusing to face a fact that she knew was true. She knew it was true because she had submitted to Boris and freedom came to her. And again when she reluctantly submitted to Kawana her freedom grew even more. He saw the torment in Jane’s soul and knew only one thing could set her free to make the decision that in the secrecy of her heart she knew she must make.

“Jane you may tell Boris the price of your freedom.”

Kawana knew that he would lose Jane in the end to Boris less she came to love him for mere contentment would never be enough for Jane.

“Go to him Miss Bond and tell him.”

 

[caela]

“Go to him Miss Bond and tell him.”

Jane had no idea why Kawana relented but she merely nodding and murmured softly, "Thank you Master." Leaning up she pressed a sweet and tender kiss to his lips before turning and heading back out into the compound. Walking the halls she reached Boris' room and knocked lightly on the door before simply stepping inside.

She was surprised to find Boris simply sitting in a chair staring out over the grounds seemingly lost in thought. Moving to him she knelt lightly at his side and rested her head on his knee, her grey eyes dark and loving. "There's a way my love but the price is high, perhaps higher than either of us can bear.Two prices actually, one for myself and one for you. Mine is the higher price...the cost of my freedom is to give myself, willingly, to M for a single night and I can't kill him in the morning for it will happen here and he will be Kawana's guest. And he wants a third sculpture, one of myself and Anne together, that would be your price."

Jane looked up to him as she finished speaking, her eyes frightened and worried as she couldn't read his thoughts on his face.

 

[cgraven]

Boris was lost in thought as he gazed over the compound. He had been wrestling with his fears and doubts did he love Jane or the image of the shy scientist. His thoughts drifted to the way Jane looked at the African, the burning desire in her smoldering eyes the way her lithe body responded to him.

The soft knock at the door the sight of Jane, her pale beauty, and all his doubts fled and the answer to his tortured search where answered in a flash. He loved Jane.

"There's a way my love but the price is high, perhaps higher than either of us can bear. Two prices actually, one for myself and one for you. Mine is the higher price...the cost of my freedom is to give myself, willingly, to M for a single night and I can't kill him in the morning for it will happen here and he will be Kawana's guest. And he wants a third sculpture, one of myself and Anne together, that would be your price."

Boris was silent as Jane spelled out the terms of her freedom his feelings masked as she spoke. It tore at his heart as Jane looked up at him from her kneeling position her eyes frightened and worried. Gently Boris caressed her cheek as she knelt there, finally he spoke.

“Jane the price is indeed high my love, our love has been sorely tested and yet has survived.”

Boris paused his eyes sad but still bright with the hope Jane had offered him.

“I have seen you taken by another revel in his touch, I know in some ways that you will always be bound to him your soul longing for his touch, and yet still our love scurvies Jane. If you submit to “M” give him your body willingly and hold nothing back is better.”

Boris paused again then held out a fragile hope to Jane.

“But you would not be giving either your soul or heart to him Jane. He has reveled in your pain and suffering to submit willingly to him would crush him and rob him of the pleasure he takes from your suffering and he could never touch you again my love.”

Boris kissed the tip of her nose his eyes smiling down at her his eyes full of trusting unconditional love.

Boris could not know the words that he spoke mimicked Kawana’s. That both men knew there was only one way for Jane to be free of “M”.

Boris did not press Jane for an answer but simply gathered her into his arms. He slowly striped his love yearning to feeling her body next to his, then slowly he removed his own clothing and came to Jane. He knew no words would convince her that their love would survive if she paid the price so he let his love speak through his body and his eyes. Boris made love to Jane as if they would never see each other again, because that was what would happen, if she could not pay the price that Kawana had placed on her freedom. He would not stay and troture Jane with a love that would be denyed to her.

They lay there in the dying light of day, their bodies entwined shimmering in a fine sheen of swaet.

 

[caela]

“But you would not be giving either your soul or heart to him Jane. He has reveled in your pain and suffering to submit willingly to him would crush him and rob him of the pleasure he takes from your suffering and he could never touch you again my love.”

Hearing again that she must submit to M to be free of him made a part of Jane want to scream in defiance but it made the more thoughtful side of her pause and think. If both of the men in her life truly believed this than perhaps the notion had some merit and would bear thinking on more fully.

But not now.

As Boris stripped her from her clothes she went into his arms with all the wonder and love in her heart and yet it was as if she could feel Kawana standing in the room with the just as she could feel Boris with her when she was with Kawana. This more than anything else worried her. Could she ever truly be with either again when the other would always haunt her?

As they lay curled in each others arms after making love she smiled to watch the light of the setting sun dance over his skin. "There is one other thing you should think on Boris and I don't want an answer now but later after you've had time to think. If I do this and go with you, can you live with the shadow of Kawana in our lives? Whether I stay or leave I will always carry both of you with me, can you bear that?"

 

[cgraven]

"There is one other thing you should think on Boris and I don't want an answer now but later after you've had time to think. If I do this and go with you, can you live with the shadow of Kawana in our lives? Whether I stay or leave I will always carry both of you with me, can you bear that?"

Boris simple kisses Jane for her answer. He did not dare speak for the shadow of Kawana was something he did fear. His eyes shown down into hers reveling in their love.

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It took two more sessions to finish the sculpture of Jane. Other than when she was posing both Kawana and Boris let her come to them as she willed both men knew Jane had to work out her own demons in her own way.

Boris filled his time finishing and baking the clay statutes of Anne and Jane that would serve as the casting for the mold. Yuri tended to the mixing of the sand cast and the crushable to smelt the bronze. Four more days past and the time for Jane to make her decision drew ever nearer. On the morning of the fifth day Kawana came to see Boris and Yuri crack the mole.

From the first emerged a stunning bronze of Anne her innocence and sultry sensuality perfectly caught in bronze. Yet when the bronze of Jane emerged it was breath taking all of her shy innocence, her firry spirit, and her wanton sexuality where captured lovingly. It was Jane a woman who was her own person held in love but never captured.

“You are a master Mika! When will they be finished?

“The finishing will take a day Kawana.”

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Kawana called Jane to his room. He smiled as she entered.

“The bronzes will be finished tomorrow and the next day Boris must leave if he does not do the commission of you and Anne.”

The African had not asked Jane directly what her decision was but simply let her know that the time for it had arrived.

 

[caela]

Jane spent the next few days in a days. Except for the sessions Kawana didn't call for her and didn't ask her to go to Boris, nor did her forbid her from going to him. She would go to either as the need and desire filled her and found those few to days to be the happiest she'd spent in a long while, even with the specter of her decision looming over her. She couldn't help thinking that if she could combine Kawana and Boris into one person she'd have been in heaven.

And she tried to avoid the thought that if Kawana could love her that her choice would be all the harder.

Finally the day she'd dreaded came and Kawana called her to him, “The bronzes will be finished tomorrow and the next day Boris must leave if he does not do the commission of you and Anne.”

She knew the time had come and she nodded slowly. "Give him the option, and send your invitation to M, Master. I'll give myself to him and after that we'll see where the pieces fall out."

Jane sighed softly and turned to stare out the window of his room. The bright sunlight outlining her body and making her chestnut hair shimmer around her shoulders. Her eyes staring and worried looking out over the grounds she knew so well. The thought of giving herself to M made her shudder in revulsion but if both the men she loved thought she should than she would do it.

Her brain stopped on that thought and her body went stiff and still as she backed up in her mind. Had she just thought that? It wasn't possible. She couldn't love both of them...could she? Suddenly a fresh set of worries bloomed in her mind and she felt them shake her soul to its core.

 

[cgraven]

When Kawana came to Boris he simply said he desired an other commission of Micka one of Jane and Anne together. Boris said he would do it if that was what Kawana wanted .

Boris knew that Jane had made her decision with out coming to him for the answer to her question about Kawana’s shadow over their love. He was not sure what to expect when he came to the came to the “Playroom.”. He knew that every sculpture of his slaves was highly erotic. The work he had all ready done had shown Boris that, plus the tour of the African’s gallery when he had first arrived at the compound.. Boris was also sure that Jane and Anne both knew of their master’s tastes and desires.

When he entered Kawana was on his thorn both young beauties kneeling by him their eyes demurely lowered. The African did not address Boris but instead spoke to his pets.

“Anne, Miss Bond Micka has consented to do another sculpture his one will be of both of you my pets. together”

Kawana paused as he looked down at the girls.

“I will leave it to you to select your poses. I am sure you shall not disappoint me.”

He smiled down at Jane knowing that she would fulfill his wildest desiers.

 

[caela]

Jane had known what Kawana's announcement to them would be and she could feel Anne's startled gaze turn to her when he told them that Boris would be sculpting them together. Jane had been thinking long and hard on this moment and had wondered how he would have them pose. She had a few ideas in her head but the decision was ultimately Kawana's.

“I will leave it to you to select your poses. I am sure you shall not disappoint me.”

Now it was Jane's turn to snap her head up in surprise. This she hadn't expected. She remained still for a moment simply thinking. Any pose with both of them should show the deep friendship they shared as well as the sensual nature that pervaded their life together. Rising gently she took Anne's hands in her own and drew her to the middle of the room. Kissing her friends cheek tenderly she proceeded to undress the other girl until her clothes pooled in a pile on the floor. Anne returned the favor with a sweet gentleness that touched Jane's hearts. Using the clothing as a pillow Jane stretched out on her side and drew Anne into her arms. One of Jane's long legs lifted and wrapped over Anne's her arms wrapping around her friend and stroking her body gently while Anne's golden tresses mingled with her own chestnut ones.

The scene Jane set was not sexually charged as had their single statuettes been but was sensual and incredibly intimate as the girls smiled to each other and whispered words that only they could hear. Despite being surrounded by men they could have been cuddled up in their own bed for all the attention they paid to them. Only after a few moments of their quiet chatter did Jane look up to Kawana with a soft smile.

"I know this is perhaps not as wild or as sexual as you were thinking Master, I simply thought it was a truer expression of the relationship Anne and I share. If it is not to your liking we can of course re-pose ourselves."

 

[cgraven]

The sensuality of the pose that Jane chose was stunning. Their supple bodies intertwined. Anne’s pale blonde beauty, and Jane’s firry sensuality the perfect counter point to Anne’s innocence. Then Jane turned her eyes to Kawana seeking his approval

"I know this is perhaps not as wild or as sexual as you were thinking Master, I simply thought it was a truer expression of the relationship Anne and I share. If it is not to your liking we can of course re-pose ourselves."

Kawana remained silent as he looked down on his two pets and their loving embrace. He had always pushed Jane made her delve ever deeper in to her darker pleasures.

“Miss Bond I do believe your pose has captured Anne’s innocence, yet it does lack something of you.”

The African paused as if he would demand more of Jane, he knew that she would do as she was ordered yet still he hesitated.

“Yet the choice is your Miss Bond.”

Boris watched the interplay between Kawana and Jane, he had never seen him be so leant with Jane. Then he saw a flash in his eyes and in that instant he knew Kawana Loved Jane. The glance had come when Jane’s eyes where holding Anne’s. Boris’s hands where trembling as he started to mold the clay.

 

[caela]

“Miss Bond I do believe your pose has captured Anne’s innocence, yet it does lack something of you.”

Jane thought on his words for a moment and nodded gently. The pose did capture more of Anne than it did her but she wasn't sure how to draw herself more into the pose. Gently her teeth sunk into her lower lip as she thought. She wanted to keep Anne's innocence and the intimacy of this particular pose but how to reveal herself more in it as well....She was at a loss and nearly as surprised as Boris when Kawana didn't tell her how to revise the pose but left the choice to her as well.

"Thank you for the choice Master but I am at a loss. How do you think we could improve the pose?" Her gaze slid over Kawana as she asked him the question. She barely noticed as Boris started sculpting, she simply held Anne against her body while her eyes watched Kawana waiting for an answer.

 

[cgraven]

"Thank you for the choice Master but I am at a loss. How do you think we could improve the pose?" Her gaze slid over Kawana as she asked him the question. She barely noticed as Boris started sculpting, she simply held Anne against her body while her eyes watched Kawana waiting for an answer.

Kawana remained silent for a long time he knew Jane was reluctant to spoil Ann’s innocence and to push her to hard even though she would obey would cost him Jane. He had come to cherish her, her firry spirit had captured his heart. He knew Boris’s love for Jane was a gentle nourishing love and his was violent demanding restless love that flared quickly and could die just as quickly. Yet all this he kept hidden behind that studied mask of his.

“It Lacks your passion Miss Bond and I desire your passion. Please yourself as you cradle Anne.”

Kawana had not asked Jane to be intimate with Anne but to embrace her own sensuality.

 

[caela]

“It Lacks your passion Miss Bond and I desire your passion. Please yourself as you cradle Anne.”

Jane laughed softly and nodded her head. The suggestion was perfect as it left Anne's innocence intact and would bring out another dimension of herself. She wished she had thought of it. Drawing one of her arms from around Anne she let it slide down along her stomach, her nails scratching lightly at her own flesh, making her shiver. Slowly her fingers found the core of her desires and she began to gently manipulate her clit. The bundle of nerves quickly grew to a throbbing ache under her touch and soon her head was tossed back in the pleasure that swept through her.

Remembering her sessions for her own statuette she would push herself to the brink and then pause. Again and again she did so, never quite letting herself feel that ultimate release. Her eyes smoldered with hunger as she looked down at Anne with a warm smile. When she looked up at Boris those eyes would flare with love while he worked, but it was on Kawana that her gaze lingered. Her darker desires flared through her body as she and Anne lay posed and she knew that if he called for her that night she'd be begging for the sweet pain of his floggings. If he sent her to Boris she'd beg for the cane.

 

[cgraven]

Drawing one of her arms from around Anne she let it slide down along her stomach, her nails scratching lightly at her own flesh, making her shiver. Slowly her fingers found the core of her desires and she began to gently manipulate her clit.

Boris saw the dark passion in Jane’s eyes as her graceful body arched to her own fingers, how the stunning young beauty would bring herself to the very edge of ecstasy, then deny herself the release her body craved. His hands skillfully molded the clay capturing first Anne’s pale innocent beauty. Jane’s smoldering sexuality was another matter for even now he was discovering even deep darker passions of his love.

Kawana pleasure with Jane shown in his dark eyes he longed to caress her supple body to bend her to his will till she screamed in wanton pleasure. After three hours Kawana called a halt to the session.

“Rest my pets.”

Turning to Jane seeing the hunger in her eyes he knew what she desired, he knew what she now craved.

“Miss Bond when you have rested goes to Master Micka. Anne come to my bed.”

The African could not see Jane now for he knew that he would tell her he loved her, and that was not part of their bargain and had never been. He knew that Boris loved Jane and she loved him. To night Anne would feed his pleasures.

 

[caela]

“Miss Bond when you have rested goes to Master Micka. Anne come to my bed.”

Jane felt and unexpected pang of disappointment when Kawana called Anne to his bed and not her. She could have sworn she'd seen desire for her burning in his eyes as he had watched them.It startled her to realize suddenly that the last three hours had been meant as a show for him, she'd been showing him how much her body craved his.

Her thoughts rushed through her head in a second and there was almost no hesitation to her reply, "Yes Master." What little hesitationt here was could easily be attributed to Anne untabling herself from Jane's embrace. Unlike Jane she had been still for three hours and her muscles were a bit stiff with it. Keeping an arm around her friend Jane helped her up and led her to their room. As they passed Boris Jane smiled softly to him and murmured gently, "Soon."

Jane's body was still thrumming with denied pleasure when the women got back to their rooms but she didn't use her time to ease that ache. She ran Anne a bath to help get the kinks out of her friends muscles and than she curled up in the bed and dozed for a couple hours. When she woke she found her body still ached with need and could feel the flush on her skin...Anne was just watching her from a nearby chair.

"What is it Anne?"

"Do you hate me for going to him?" Anne asked so softly that Jane could barely hear the question, but she could see the guilt in her friends pale blue eyes.

"Anne! You silly girl, have you been feeling guilty all this time? Why would I hate you for going to him?" They both knew who she was speaking up but Jane didn't trust herself to use Boris alternate name right now, he was too much in her thoughts.

"Because you love him. You have for a long time you know. When Micka came I thought perhaps I was wrong because I could see how much you loved him too - he's your Boris isn't he? - but today, the show you put on for him was so wanton, so hungry..." Anne let her words trail off and with a start Jane realized that Anne wasn't speaking of Boris at all...she was talking about Kawana!

"Anne, I will never hate you for going to your Master. And yes Micka is my Boris, Kawana has already guessed so don't fear if you should slip when talking with him."

"Talking with him? Jane when he calls me to him it's not to talk, surely you know that."

"Of course not but surely you talk...after?"

Anne laughed at her friends puzzlement and came to the bed then to press a tender kiss to Jane forhead. "No, we don't, but you do don't you? Interesting. Boris talked to me after, you aren't angry for me going with him either are you?"

Jane rolled her eyes and reached out, pulling her friend onto the bed with her, "No, I'm mad at you for going with Boris either. How could I be? Anne you are the sweetest, most giving creature I know. I can well understand why it pleases Kawana to share such sweetness with his guests to show them how lucky he is."

"He'll sell me soon I think,"Anne said quietly with such acceptance that it startled Jane.

"Why would he do that? And what makes you think so?"

"Because he loves you too silly girl. I see more than anyone seems to think I do. I think he would have called you to him tonight but he's scared he'll tell you he loves you and love wasn't part of the arrangement you made with him is it Jane?"

"No," she whispered and nodded for her friend to continue.

Anne laughed softly at the look on her friends face. "As for why I think he'll sell me soon, he rarely calls for me anymore Jane except when it is some part of his setup with you. This will be the first time in awhile that I will be alone with him and it's to be a substitute because he doesn't trust himself around you tonight."

"Doesn't that bother you?"

"No, not really. I never expected him to keep me Jane. I know my passions don't go dark enough for me to keep his attentions long. I love him for buying me and not seperating me from you, all of this would have been so much harder without you, but I knew it wouldn't be forever from the first night when I saw where he pushed you. I think I'll speak of it to him tonight and ask if he'll see if he can't manage the sale to someone whose passions aren't as dark as his own so that perhaps I will have a chance at forever."

Kissing Jane's forhead one last time Anne rose and left to go to Kawana and Jane lay still for a few more moments before rising herself. Anne had given her much to think about and she still had an answer to hear from Boris. Drawing only a sheer silk robe around her she left her room to go in search of Boris. At the door of his room she knocked quietly and waited for him to answer.

 

[cgraven]

Boris was restless he knew that Jane would want her answer. He had seen the way Kawana had looked at her, a look he knew so well The African Loved the pale shy beauty. She despite all that had happen to Jane in many way she was still that same shy girl that first posed for him so long ago in his river side flat in London. True she had dark passions, possibly darker than his own, and was only free to express them when she surrendered that firry spirit of hers to a man that could command it. Boris knew that he could live with the fact that Kawana was such a man and that Jane had responded to it. Yet the session today had shook him deeply he had seen the African’s love for Jane in his dark brooding eyes but he had also seen the look in Jane’s smoldering eyes. Her performance was for him, and he also so the flash of disappointment in Jane’s eyes when Kawana had selected Anne instead of her.

The soft knock at the door brought Boris back to the present, and there she was. The sheer silk robe did nothing to hide Jane’s graceful dancer’s body; Boris’s heart ached just at the sight of her. He gathered Jane into his arms and kissed her with all the love that filled his heart for her.

“Jane Kawana loves you I saw it in his eyes to day.”

Boris paused his eyes searching Jane’s as he held her body so sensual, so seductive and he realized that he could lose her to the African.

 

[caela]

He gathered Jane into his arms and kissed her with all the love that filled his heart for her.

Jane purred softly to the kiss and her body melted against Boris own, her arms twining around his neck to cling tightly to him as her lips lovingly returned his kiss. Her heart swelled with love for him and she pushed aside her conversation with Anne, refusing to think of it in her lovers arms.

“Jane Kawana loves you I saw it in his eyes to day.”

She sighed softly, apparently everyone was seeing things today. Drawing herself from Boris arms she moved across the room to stare out of the window. She couldn't help but smile at the view, despite being in the middle of the planes of Africa Kawana had turned his compound into an oasis of lush vegetation and beauty. He spared no expense to ensure that his gardens were always green and blooming and the trees never wilted or lacked for anything.

Turning and drawing Boris to the window with her she pointed out over the grounds of the compound. "You and Anne apparently are sharing a brain for she thinks he loves me as well. If that's so than Boris it is as he loves these gardens, because I am his and he finds me lovely. How long can such love last? He probably thought he'd never tire of these gardens when he had them planted and yet in the nearly 4 months I've been here I've never seen him out among the flowers and I have spent much time there."

Tipping her head to look deep into Boris beloved hazel eyes she asked softly, "What would you have me do love? I believe it is time you answered the question I posed to you, can you live with Kawana's shadow carried in a part of my soul?"

 

[cgraven]

Tipping her head to look deep into Boris beloved hazel eyes she asked softly, "What would you have me do love? I believe it is time you answered the question I posed to you, can you live with Kawana's shadow carried in a part of my soul?"

Boris Stood there looking out over the Gardens, Jane soft voice stirring his soul, touching a part of him that no one else had touched for years. Slowly Boris’s arms encircled Jane’s waist and her drew her body back against his.

“Jane do remember once you asked me if it was you I loved or the memory of your mother?”

He paused brushing the hair from the nape of Jane’s neck his breath hot and moist as it stirred the stray wisps of hair. He drank in Jane’s fragrance committing it to memory.

“I told you that it was you and not her memory that I loved. You never let that shadow of my past stop you from loving me. How could I let a shadow now come between our love?”

Boris kissed Jane’s neck nibbled at her earlobe.

‘I know that in some way you to love Kawana. No Jane don’t deny it don’t lie to yourself or to me, its too important my love. But if you chose me then that is all Kawana will be is a shadow and shadows having no power over the living Jane.”

Boris let Jane rest in the comfort of his arms, a warm loving embrace that held but did not bind her but rather lovingly held her in trust, an embrace she could easily slip if that was her desire.

“I will be you Lover and Master Jane giving you the tenderness you need as well as the dark passion you crave.”

Boris had spoken from the heart and hoped what he offered would be enough for Jane.

 

[caela]

“I will be you Lover and Master Jane giving you the tenderness you need as well as the dark passion you crave.”

Boris' words thrilled Jane to her core and she curled closer into his embrace, reveling in the fact that he loved her still despite everything. Turning her head she kissed him softly, tenderly before smiling brightly up to him. "That's all I've wanted Boris. I don't know how long it will be before Kawana invites M here. He may wait until you've left before doing so because he won't want violence in his compound. Is my tracking chip still working?" She waited a moment until she saw Boris nod before contnuing. "Good, I will leave it in place until the day Kawana removes the collar from my neck. When I leave here I will take it out. When you see it blink off meet me at my flat in London three days later. If you're here when it happens we'll leave together."

Curling into him a quiet joy suffused Jane washing away her need for pain from earlier and leaving her with a desire for tenderness and love. Turning in Boris arms she kissing him lovingly before drawing him to the bed where she gave her body to him with an sweetness so pure it almost hurt.

 

[cgraven]

Curling into him a quiet joy suffused Jane washing away her need for pain from earlier and leaving her with a desire for tenderness and love. Turning in Boris arms she kissing him lovingly before drawing him to the bed where she gave her body to him with an sweetness so pure it almost hurt.

Boris gave Jane all the love he had. He held her like the shy, fragile child that was so much a part of her. Boris feared that he might have to leave Jane at the compound, feared that Kawana would not give her freedom, and then there was “M”. He hated the thoughts of him touching Jane but in his heart he knew she would never be free till she banished his hold over her. It was a journey Boris knew Jane must make.

It took three more days for Boris to finish the commission for the African. Each day Jane and Anne would pose. Anne radiant innocence so pure and gentle her eyes lovingly hold Jane’s, her caresses had an innocent sensuality that contrasted beautifully with Jane’s dark wanton passion, as she pleased herself her lithe body arching to the passion she drew froth from the depth of her soul. Boris’s hands breathed life into the clay, his artist eye capturing all the subtitles of the two young beauties, thier loving affection for each other and the grace of their supple young bodies. At last when it was finished he refused to let anyone see the work till the bronze was cast and finished. He even refused to let Kawana be present when the mole was broken. Boris still had to do the final finishing on all three statuettes.
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Kawana had not called for Jane in the last three days she was allowed to come and go as she pleased.

Jane was in her studio when Ann came to her, she smiled at her friend.

“Jane Master says I will be sold at the upcoming auction by sealed bid and that he will make sure I have a new master that will be to my liking.”

There was a shy smile on Anne’s sweet face and Jane could see the anticipation in Anne’s eyes.

Master is waiting for you in the library.

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Kawana was waiting for Jane in the Library. His eyes lit when he saw her and then again that unreadable mask of his.

“M” will be arriving with in the week.”

Kawana studied Jane’s reaction to his news.

“By the time he arrives Boris must be gone if you are still willing to pay the Price Jane.”

 

[caela]

The days seemed to fly as they continued to work on the statues. One day only did Jane giver herself the freedom to cum as often as her nimble fingers could grant. Kawana didn't gainsay it when she let herself go but she didn't want to push her luck and part of her enjoyed the way she teased her body to such urgent need on the other days of posing. Of the three days she went to Kawana once for the release of her darker passions and in the need for pain. She also went to Boris only once for the tender love they could share and the third night, the night of the last posing, she went to her studio and danced until her muscles refused to dance any longer.

She desperatly wanted to see the statues but Boris was stubbornly refusing to allow even her to see them until they were done. She had the sneaking suspicion that it bothered her more than it bothered Kawana and he was the one who had commisioned them.

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When Anne found her in her studio the next day Jane was curled up on the floor going through her music and re-organizing it. Something she did periodically and to a method known only to herself. To anyone but Jane it would look utterly random but for her it had meaning.

“Jane Master says I will be sold at the upcoming auction by sealed bid and that he will make sure I have a new master that will be to my liking.”

"Anne that's wonderful!" Jane grinned and hugged her friend tightly. She hoped that her Master would be as wonderful as the girl he would be buying. She'd miss her terribly but she wanted Anne to be happy. Perhaps once she was freed herself she could see if she could contact Anne's new Master and perhaps make arragements to see her friend once or twice a year if he'd allow.

"Master is waiting for you in the library."

Jane nodded and kissed Anne's cheek, "We'll talk later darling," she promised before leaving for the library.

***

“M” will be arriving with in the week.” “By the time he arrives Boris must be gone if you are still willing to pay the Price Jane.”

Jane shivered at the news and a feeling of trepidation and fear stole through her body. Despite the warmth of the compound she suddenly felt cold to her very bones. The thought of submitting to M made her naseous but she would do it. Slowly she nodded her head, "Thank you for letting me know Master, I believe Boris is almost done with the statues. We've discussed already that he would probably not be here when M came.

I'm still willing."

 

[cgraven]

I'm still willing."

Kawana reached his hand to cup Jane’s cheek, he let down his masked and for the first time he was not Kawana, nor Jane’s master but just a man. His dark eyes soft and loving as he looked on Jane’s pale beauty.

“I which that you where not Jane.”

Slowly he leaned in and his lips tenderly brushed Jane’s. Kawana let the kiss linger slowly savoring the sweetness of Jane’s mouth. His body pressed close to hers, his fingers went to the buttons of her blouse. The kiss became more demanding, his need for Jane more urgent, as he ripped her blouse open and tore at her clothing till she was naked before him. When his eyes met Jane’s his love and hunger for her shown wildly.

“Jane stay here be my love.”

Even as he spoke the African pushed Jane to her hands and Knees. His love and passion the pale beauty all consuming. He took Jane hard and fast as he spoke words of love to her. He did not relent till Jane screamed her passion and her orgasm totally engulfed her with dark pleasure.

Spent he gathered Jane into his arms and again savagely kissed her, Kawana fed Jane’s dark passions as only he could.

“Stay and be mine Jane I love you.”


Kawana had finally spoken the words they both feared.

 

[caela]

“Jane stay here be my love.”

Jane didn't know what to say to that and she had no time to wonder before Kawana had her on her hands and knees. He body responding to his, feeding off his passion to fuel her own until she howled with release, her body quivering under him there in the middle of the library. She hardly even registered the fact that he had taken her somewhere other than the playroom or his bedroom and didn't have to wonder long what it meant.

“Stay and be mine Jane I love you.”

Turning in his arms so that she could face him, one long legs slid up over his hip her body burrowed close against his. "I love you too Kawana, but I can't stay and be yours. You're love it's fierce and dark and it flares hotly now, but how long will it be before it cools? A year? Two? If there were a way to split myself in two and have one of me stay here and one go with Boris I would do it Kawana but there's not and I love you both. But where your love is like a shooting star burning brightly through the sky and leaving something beautiful in my memory, Boris' love is the ember that gives a constant heat to my heart.

And I'm not meant to be a slave Kawana. I need a Master yes, but one who rules me through choice not ownership. Here I'm a prisoner, well treated certainly but no less a prisoner. With Boris my place at his feet is one I sink to purely out of love and choice.

You set a price hoping I wouldn't be able to pay it, but when I tried to tell you I couldn't pay it you pushed me to do just that. When the time comes I will pay your price Kawana and I will leave here loving you."

 

[cgraven]

You set a price hoping I wouldn't be able to pay it, but when I tried to tell you I couldn't pay it you pushed me to do just that. When the time comes I will pay your price Kawana and I will leave here loving you."

With those words the unreadable mask that was Kawana once again fell. Where there had been softness in his eyes now they where as cold and hard as on that first day. Slowly the African rose, towering over Jane he looked down his tall ebony form fearful in its raw physical power. Then again for a fleeting instant his eyes soften but only for an instant.


“Very well Miss Bond.”

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Two days later the statuettes where ready to be unveiled one at a time. Anne’s was of radiant innocence, yet it also showed the pale blondes sensual nature, and fun loving spirit that had so attracted Jane to her when they where in school. Jane’s Chained Beauty was darkly seductive beauty given to dark passions. Finally the commission of Anne and Jane together was unveiled. It captured all the subtitles of the two young beauties, their loving affection for each other, the grace of their supple young bodies in it was reflected Anne’s radiant innocence so pure and gentle her eyes lovingly holding Jane’s, her caresses had an innocent sensuality that contrasted beautifully with Jane’s dark wanton passion.

Kawana was well pleased with the works as his hands lovingly caressed the bronze images.

“Master Micka your work is beyond belief I am well pleased.”

The African turned to Jane his eyes hard and cold before again speaking to Boris.

“As you will be leaving tomorrow I offer you Miss Bond, I believe she enjoys serving you.”

Kawana voice was as cold as Ice. He turned and left the room calling for Anne to attend him in the “Playroom.”

 

[caela]

Jane's eyes welled up with tears as that damned wall came down in Kawana's eyes once more. His physical prescence was as fierce as the day he'd bought her but she saw him through love's eyes and knew she had wounded him with her words. There had been no way to avoid it.

“Very well Miss Bond.”

When he swept from the room Jane let her tears break and she curled into a tight ball. Her sobbs wracking her body over having to hurt a man she loved. What else could she have done though? No matter what choices she made someone would be hurt and their pain cut her to the quick. Jane remained in the library until she had cried all of her tears and wiped them from her eyes. When she left her eyes were red rimmed and puffy and any of the gaurds that looked would know she'd been crying but none thankfully would know why.

***

Seeing the statues revealed Jane's breath caught in her throat. They were exquisite! Boris work had caught them perfectly and Jane was no longer annoyed at him for not letting her see them before they were done. She was glad that Kawana appreciated them and didn't let the scene with her two days earlier cloud his judgement.

“As you will be leaving tomorrow I offer you Miss Bond, I believe she enjoys serving you.”

The ice in his voice made Jane shudder and for the first time in a long time she feared Kawana. Boris would leave tomorrow and than Jane would be left to Kawana's devices until M came and she could pay the price of her freedom. Watching Kawana leave she waited until Anne followed before rising and moving to follow Boris to his room.