Slave Auction

Lord Montebank:

The spanks slowly become harder as do the scratches when you ask for it properly.

Now and again, you can never anticipate when his hand will spank someplace else, your pussy, with a wet *splat* as it's moisture recreases with your arousal.

He watches with a smile as you move into the spankings the wiggle and move your hips erotically after each one of them. The sounds you make cause her smile to broaden as he appreciates once again what a fine purchase he made yesterday.
 
Lys ~

I didn't know how to ask for pain, though the way I have been doing seemed to work so far. Moved around to where I am straddling his chest now, giving him full view of my ass, both cunt and anal. Leaning down to slowly take in his full rod, enjoying the taste and the feel of him slipping deeply into my mouth.
 
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Lord Montebank:

The fingers of one hand split into twos. The first two are buried into your oozing cunt as the other two press onto your open pussy slit.

He beings to fuck you with the two fingers. The other two slide up and down your slit and over your hard little pleasure nub.

His other hand continues to spank your ass, your hips and harder now elevating the sting, the burning heat, your arousal.
 
Lys~

Muffled whimpers were heard each time his hand made contact, only to have my hips raise my ass higher to his hand. Like it was reaching for more. Taking all of his thick length into my throat, milking the cock hard, letting my throat do the sucking. As if I was about to swallow him whole with the swallowing motion I was holding on him. Tongue pressed hard against the underneath, massaging up and down the length.

His touch, even the spankings, more with his fingers exploring. Making want to cum, especially when the spankings got harder, a few times where I came so close. Couldn't believe that pain was so pleasurable. Also aching for him to bite me, my ass, down my back, shoulder. He had the most desirable bite when he was feasting my neck, wanted more.

I was trying hard to hold back the orgasm, knowing he wanted to keep me on edge, wanting to see how far I can hold out. Didn't beg him to let me release, knowing he won't let me, I wanted to beg, plead. Instead, I let my sucking become harder and faster, making that become my plea. For I cannot release before m'lord, I learned that the hard way with my last master. Even though the master I have now would not go to the same extent of punishment, still, it was not allowed, he told me so last night when I was beging. Sucking hungerly on the meat, trembling each time his fingers ran across the little nub, the ring there was sensitive as well, sending little shocks, forcing me to spasm hard each time.
 
Lord Montebank:

"Finger my ass slave. Press toward my belly as you do. Make my climax harder and more intense. When I cum it will be in your mouth as you suck and swallow and lick my cock head Lys."

Fingers fuck faster, spanks become harder and faster too as his hips begin to move, to fuck your face and throat and his sounds of pleasure are nearly constant.
 
Lys~

Without taking him out of mouth, wetting two fingers letting them press up against his cock at the same time. Also, letting more slavia stream down his length, gliding over his sack, then finally streaming down over his ass.

Kept him deep in my throat, intensifying the motion I was making with my throat. Fingers slipped one at a time till both were buried in his ass, felt strange at first to be doing this to someone else. I did as he asked of me, slowly thrusting my fingers in the tight little hole, deeper till they were completly buried in his depths. moving just the tips of the fingers, fast and vigorously inside the hole. All the while I picked up my pace on the meat I was swallowing, letting my fingers mindlessly become faster and harder, thrust them at the same pace as my sucking.

Muffled screams cry out as the spanking get harder, making it sound like I was begging for more. At this point I think I was. Cept it was through the muffled cries and the movement of the writing hips that were pleading.
 
Lord Montebank:

"Yesss, slave, painslut revel in all that you're feeling. Want and need more and more."

"Ohhhhhh yessssss like that Lys slave... just like that. Feel me getting harder, growing? Into your mouth slave. Suck as hard as you can," he pants, moans and groans, "I'm about to cum in you sucking mouth."

His hips jerk up and down into the sucking cavern of your mouth as you suck and lick until with a loud, loud moan his cum shoots into your eagerly sucking mouth in long stream after long stream of thick molten goo.
 
Kept my fingers thrusting deeply into his tight ass, felt incredible as it pulsed around my fingers. It was no surprise to me when he released. Never took him out of my mouth, sucking, licking, swallowing everything he had to offer. Keeping him clean like a good slave should.

Also I was still fighting back my own orgasm, he has yet to give me permission to release. I wanted to so bad, trembling violently. It was slowly releasing against my will, cum started to seep around his fingers. I still did not ask, there was no point in begging for he will always have the last word. Also he can tell how bad I wanted it, needed it. Spasming hard around his fingers, moving my hips in circles with his fingers. Laying down on the bed onto my elbows, raising my ass that much more to him.

"mmmmmmooorre ...... paainnnn. .... pleassse.... M'lord....Claw me, spank me.... anything........ just want more......" breathing heavy, each word was forced and if I spoke anymore it would have turned into an orgasm.

"I.... don't want to ....... cummmmmmm.... just yet...." gritting my teeth, clawing into the sheets. He knew what it was I meant, wasn't ready to release. Testing myself now, putting all my trust in him. Wanting to see how much I can take... how much it will take to have an ultimate orgasm.
 
Lord Montebank:

He listened to her when she'd finished sucking and licking him clean as he continued to swat her ass and drive his fingers into her welcoming holes.

'Gods, what a marvelous painslut and slave is already is. I can't imagine what she'll be like with some "proper" training. She'll be indescribable,' he thinks as he listens.

His fingers now pull all of the way out each time and drive back in again, creating and filling a void within her as only a Master can do.

His other hand stops spanking and reaches under her as he says, "Beg before for permission or I'll be forced to punish your pussy, your cunt slave," and he pulls on her barbells and then on her clit ring. Pulls and stretches both places and uses the decorations to twist as he stretches and his fingers drive in hard and fast.
 
"mmmmm ohhhhhh godd yessssss, punish my pussy.......make it hurt, like the day you bought me M'lord...please.... I beg of you... allow me to cumm...... allow me to release from pain and pleasure...... pleassee.... I beg of you...m'lord.."

couldn't believe the words I was saying, specially know they were true. I have always like pain, this was different, he knew how to bring me to orgasm with it. And that's what I wanted.

"I... need releassssssse.... M'lord..pleasse... let me cum..." Quivering words bring me closer more cum tries to release, clenching the walls tightly around his fingers, trying hard to hold back.
 
Lord Montebank:

Your clit ring is given a hard final pull before his hand moves to your nipple barbells and begins to twist and pull on each of them.

The fingers fucking you drive in as hard as he can drive them. When you push back his arm pushed harder still and then he clenches his fist and twists as he says to you in a commanding low voice, "My slave Cummmm!! Nowww! Master commands it and you will obey. Cummmm slave. Cummmmm my Lys while I twist and stretch my slave's love holes.
"Feel the pain, feel the pleasure and Cummmm for Master NOW!"
 
"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS MASSSSSTERRRRR.......YESSSSSSSS!!" screams fill the air as he completly fills both aching holes. Pushing my hips back harder, forcing him deeper. Almost started to black out, then forced myself to stay focused. Closed my eyes, clenching the sheets with a death grip, quivering wildly as I released into another orgasm, more screams peirce the air.
 
Lord Montebank:

The grip on you is used to roll you to your back. Still holding it hard and tight he rises to his knees and uses your fuck holes to literally lift your ass from the bed as he looks down at you and begins to spank your heaving tits and nipples while growling, "Cummmm Lysss! Cummmmm slave!!! Feel the pain and Cummmmm as it becomes deep pleasure, Cummmmmm NOW! AGAIN! HARDER! DEEPER! CUMMMM FOR MASTER NOW!"
 
Reaching my hands above my head making it easier to lift my hips towards him, arching my back to it's fullest. Screams peirce the room, someone was bound to hear the screams through the thick walls. I did not care, let them hear.

"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS............ OHHHHH BY THE GODSSSSS YESSSSSS.... MASTER.... MORE.." wasn't sure how much more my body could take, yet pleas for more kept coming out of my mouth into on going orgasm. Hips raised and pumping him more the best I can. I blacked out finally, still my body kept going. I was forcing myself to keep going for what seemed forever. Ongoing screams, each scream was a more intenst climax.
 
Lord Montebank:

When she lost consciousness I eased her still pumping hips to the bed and laid down myself.
Her head was placed on my thigh and I turned toward her. Her mouth was open as she tried to get enough air, even though unconscious, so it was a simple thing to put my flaccid cock in it so it would be the very first thing she felt and tasted when she woke again.
 
Each breath I took was a plea for more, they were whispers and unknowly pleas, enough for him to know how much I loved it. Wanted it, needed it.

Breathing got under control when he placed his cock in my mouth. First few whispers were muffled, then stopped as I started to suckle on the soft meat. feeling it slowly grow again. More I gain focus, the more I sucked and teased it with my tongue, keeping my eyes closed, enjoying the taste and the feel of it growing within my soft wet mouth.
 
Lord Montebank:

"Mmmmm, welcome back Lys, my slave and painwhore. I trust you enjoyed that," he says with a low chuckle," I did, all of it. You've awakened and are worshiping your Master's cock like a proper slave. Good Lys.
"Now, before we are side tracked let us bathe, I'll dress and then we'll go and claim your slave sister from the trader."
 
Suckling more, not wanting to let him go. Relentlessly pulled away to follow him. Pouted alittle when he got up. It was hard for me to move at first, didn't take me long to get my balance as I stood. Made it look like nothing happened, walking normal and smoother than ever. Only thing to indicate anything was the redness of my ass.

Walked towards the bath to prepare the water and have it ready for him.
 
Lord Montebank:

The bath was delightful she washed me and I watched and shaved as she washed herself and then I used my straight razor to shave her pussy and legs.. and for good measure under both arms too. Now she was truly naked below the shoulders.

I dressed and when finished give her a muzzlin shift to wear that reached her ankles but was sleeveless and had generous arm holes. If she raised her arms at times the sides of her breasts were clearly visible.

The shift was translucent but her nipples were clearly visible as they poked out at the bodice and her breasts where large and firm enough that the fit across her chest, and her ass too, was very tight. In fact you could see a hint of the shadowed cleft of her ass through the stretched material.

We broke fast and she knelt at my side and I hand fed her from my plate until we were both comfortably full.

My compliments were sent to Cook and a leash was fastened to Lys's collar, a golden chain. She was led to the coach, and unlike just yesterday, this time she rode inside with her Master on the seat across so I could watch her unfettered breasts moving under the shift and see her breasts as the bright sun shown through the thin material.

"When we arrive Lys you will remain at my side always. I'll take care of everything you remain silent unless I tell you to speak.
"Every time I stop kneel as you were taught. I'll let you know when to rise by tugging your slave leash.
"Any questions my Lys?"
 
I did not speak the whole time he was shaving, bathing, preparing to leave. Even though I was happy that he was giving me something to wear, still revealing, better than nothing. I didn't smile. I couldn't smile, knowing where we were going. Only time I did smile, was when he redid my hair. It was a mess from the night's restless sleep and from this morning.

He taught me the proper way to kneel at his side. Haven't even thought about food since the last time he fed me. I did see the tray of food in the room, but it never got ate. This was wonderous food though. He did have an awsome cook.

I walked hesitantly towards the coach, forcing myself to keep his pace at the same time. Tears tried to let out, forced them back as well. He can sense the nervousness in me by how I clenched my fist tightly. Kept my eyes down casted of his, for it was not proper to look up in public.

"Understood, no more questions. M'lord" The words were softer than he had ever heard come from me. they to told how scared I was. I believed him and trusted him, none of that would make this fear leave. Never wanting to see this place again, yet here I was, comming back to it.
 
Lord Montebank:

Just before we get out, "While here you will call me Master Lys not m'Lord."

He leans over and strokes your cheeks gently, pinches your nipples less gently and smiles as the response to that then exits the carriage door when it's open and gives your leash a tug.

Once you're at his side he checks to be sure the sword at his hip is loose in it's scabbard and the pistols primed in his sash before seeking out the slave trader.

When he's located, "I've come to claim my free slave. This one I bought yesterday is now mine and freely admits it. She's broken to my will and our agreement gives me my pick of today's lot."

The trader sputters and trys to avoid the deal, but two commands to Lys settle the issue of whether or not she's broken to my will.

"Slave show him your lower decoration. Now."

When she'd comlied without hesitation, "Now the other two slave."

The front of the shift rose to display her breasts and nipple decorations just as quickly and obediently.

"What are you? What am I? Who owns you, all of you?"

These replies will seal my claim.
 
Tried hard to not look at the trader, if I had I would not have looked away with hateful eyes to him. My heart was pounding with extreme, wild beats. Closing my eyes and trembling hands, mostly trying to fight myself to behave as I showed off the piercings. I truly didn't want to show off my body to this creep most of all.

After showing off what he commanded, knelt down by his side again, speaking with the same softness as before.

"I am your slave, therefore making you my master.... master."
 
Blah stupid computer.

Sorry for the double post, hate it when it does that.
 
Lord Montebank:

"Now my good man I'll take my due."

There was little he could do, although it was plain to see he hated the thought of my getting a free slave he'd had to pay for and the curiosity about how I'd broken her so quickly. Changed her from the growling, biting slave for sale yesterday to the luscious docile on at my feet now.

A very light tug on the golden leash, "Come along my slave. Let me look over todays delivery and see if there's one worth having or if we'll wait for another day."

That made him cringe even more for he knew now I'd only pick the best he had.

As we walk I greet those I know, but forestall any touching my slave with a, "Her training has just begun. Hope you don't mind but she's to feel my touch alone until I've completed it."

We walk slowly making the rounds then I buy a mug of mead and give you sips after I've had some. The hot sun is making us sweat and now every where the muslin touches your body it sticks, is wet and transparent. Your breasts, nipples, ass and thighs may as well be uncovered, but the sight is all the more erotic and arousing because of that.

Finally I have it narrowed down to two. A redheaded green eyeed wench and one with coal black hair and blue eyes. I've inspected both and both have wonderful toned bodies. Nipples and pussy's are responsive to the touch and both have good teeth and clear eyes.

The choice is to hard to make so I decide to let chance choose for me. A gold crown is flipped and the fates choose the red head.

A tug, "Lys, leash in your mouth. Go and fetch the valise on the floor of the carriage with the transport things in it and hurry back. I'll meet you where we saw the red headed wench."
 
It pleased me that he kept his word about no-one touching me. It calmed some, still not enough to look around. Thin cloth of what he gave me clung tightly to my skin, it was extremly warm in here. For once I wanted to get undressed, away from this heat. Just before he gave me sips of the mead, I was starting to feel light headed. It was never this hot in here when I was here. It was starting to take affect on me. I would have perferred water over mead, I did not dare speak of it right now.

Felt like a dog right now, leash, kneeling, all the tugging. Now he wants me to hold it in my mouth and *fetch* things. That and this heat, all these people looking at me. Making it so very hard for me to keep focus. Cletching my fist again, trying hard to keep cool and to behave.

I did as he asked, ran out of the building fast as I could. There were hands reaching out for me, a one actually grabbed me hard. He was a big strong man, his grip was hurting me. As an inpulse I bit him hard on the hand. He yelled at me, only to make me bite harder. But he did not let go.
 
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