Slave Trade

Adair's Nash

Nash followed his Mistress down to the kitchen. Her Father sat reading a handheld device, the daily paper. His breakfast sat before him on the table and occasionally he raised his fork to his mouth to get a bite.

"Father, I'd like to introduce you to my new slave. His name is Nash."

Her father looked up at her pleasantly. He was a handsome man with a seemingly gentle disposition. Flecks of gray spattered his hair. Looking between his daughter, and her new slave, he smiled.

"Nash, It's a pleasure to meet you. You will be treated well here. Just do as you're told. My daughter's former companions have let her, and myself down. I don't want that again."

"No Sir, of course not," Nash answered.

"I do have one condition however. She is still my daughter and you should not touch, under any circumstance."

Nash looked to Adair, trying to hide the blush rising to his cheeks.

"Oh, Daddy, You know I know that. I wouldn't dream of going against your rules."
 
Adair

Adair's father seemed satisfied with her response.
"Now, if you will excuse us...we're going horseback riding this morning."
"Have a good time."
"We will."

Adair and Nash's horses were soon ready to be riden...each given their own; Father-dearest would frown upon a single steed being shared. Adair led Nash along, bringing him to a small waterfall falling to a beautiful lake.
"I have brought few here... But I trust you not to take the beauty here for granted." Adair smiled to Nash. She dismounted and began undressing herself.
 
Adair's Nash

Nash dismounted his horse, and moved quickly behind his Mistress. "Let me help You with those, Mistress." His hands went to her shoulders and helped her with her clothes.

This place was simply beautiful. Nash was in awe of it. He forced himself to concentrate on his Mistress. He took in a slight breath as her shoulders and back became visible. He traced his hand down her back gently.

"It's beautiful Mistress..."

"I'm glad You can appreciate its beauty. My others have not."
 
Neranna:

"Do you have any desires my sweet? Anything you want
to do?" As I came back to the ground she whispered to me, still kissing and licking, but now up my belly. Catching a nipple in her teeth she playfully growled.
"Yes." I could barely speak. "Teach me how to pleasure you. Let me show you how much I love you. Please Mistress." Straining at the binds on my wrists again. But her eyes grew naughty, I knew that look. before it had always been directed outward, but today, I feared it was for me.
 
Miranda

I smiled somewhat devilishly and I murmured, "You shall learn by recieving, you can assume most everything I do to you is something I would enjoy having done to me." I slip away and bring out a large delicate peacock feather and begin tracing lightly all over her body. "Besides I will enjoy this so much more knowing you are fully open to the experience and thinking of nothing more than how lovely it feels."
 
Neranna:

She was only gone a miute,a nd when she returned i saw the feather.
"No, no. I am sooo ticklish." Her grin was even wider as she softly ran it down my cheek and neck. I jerked and twisted, trying to avoid it. It was such a light touch, almost not even there, yet. It felt like a whisper. She slowly ran it down my arms and across my belly, the tickling becoming more of a kissing feeling, a light brush of lips.
 
Miranda

I let it run along her inner legs tickling them open hearing her unrestrained giggles interspersed but pleas to stop and moans to continue. I let feather trace between her legs briefly swishing over the still wet slit before trailing the now damp feathers up to sway along the curves of her ripe breasts. I lay down relaxed next to her my free hand parting her legs further and letting one finger slide in, letting it twist and twitch in time to the swaying of feather.
 
Neranna:
I lay there helpless as she played the feather over me, between my legs, dipping into my pussy, and trailing the juice across me. I moaned and pleaded, but she only lay back and smiled, then her finger slid into me.
"Please Mistress. Please" But her teasing simplyintensified. I was shivering, shaking, on edge. But the light touch of the feather was too light, and her finger moving just slow enough. Biting my lip I tried to force her hand harder, but she held back. It felt so good, was so close it hurt. But the pain was pleasant.
I arched nmy body up trying to get a firmer touch, but again she softly chuckled and pulled away.
 
"You must learn that tension can be a good thing," I withdraw leaving the feather lying on her bare skin, I wished to immortalize how she looked but instead went to my ice box and withdrew a bucket of ice. I glanced at her and took a moment to chip away a few smaller pieces.

I returned to the bed and scattered the icy shards over her skin, taking two donut shaped pieces I carefully placed them so they surrounded each nipple. My fingers dug in the ice until I found several pieces that had fused together to make a shaft of ice, I took a look at her then the ice and smiled, "Will see if we cna't cool you down." I teased her slit with the ice wand for a little while watching an icy droplet slide towards her clit, I heard her gasp of pleasure and pain as it slide over and around the tender bud. "I wonder how long it will take to melt this?" I ask holding it so you can see the nearly two inch thick rod of ice, "Let's find out," I tease your lips with it firmly holding your legs apart feeling them try and clamp shut as it slides in melting as it goes making it slide that much easier. I hear your yelp and pause hoping you haven't cum yet and seeing how desperately close you are. I can't say no and begin thrusting it in and out counting the strokes as my fingers rub your cold clit heating it with my touch watching your back arch hips rising off the bed encasing the cold shaft with a burning intensity.
 
Neranna:

The ice shards were so cold they hurt as she scattered them, and slipped off me to melt at my side. Making me chilled. But then she places the special ones on my nipples, and I yelped. It hurt, yet...
"Please stop. Please, it's so cold." but then she held up the shaft. I knew, before she said anything what she intended. No. I tried to close my legs, but her strong hands held me apart. Playfully she teased me with it. Burning my skin as she let it slide along me, touching my clit with it, freezing it. Pleasure/pain intense as I pleaded with her.
"I wonder how long it will take to melt this?" Holding it up.
I writhe and try to close myself off from her, but she is insistant. Winnning as she slipped it easily into me. It burned and melted as she thrust in and out.
"Let's find out." My cries only adding to the glint in her eyes. Then her fingers are at my clit again, teasing and pinching, heating it as it swells in response to her. I am cumming again, filled from within with frozen heat, my whole body arching as I scream, straining against the bonds holding me. My feet flat to the bed as I lift my whole body off the bed, almost pushing her aside in my furour. I lunge with my pelvis trying to get more and more, wanting her to take me again and again, not caring if the world ends. Wanting to stay forever on her frozen shaft. Another scream torn from me as she thrusts it deeper and holds it there, the melted water leaking from my pussy to soak the bed. My throat sore and dry. Falling back to the bed in complete exhaustion, whispering my need for water. Till I see the look in her eye again.
 
Miranda

I withdraw the now barely inch thick shaft of ice and I sit with my knees along her sides, I lay the tip just over her lips letting the juicy wet drops fall on her somewhat parched lips, I continue to tease her mouth with the ice watching as it slides between her lips effectively silencing her watching her suck the ice in and out watching free end bob up and down. I smiled and moved so I was sitting over her my hands cupping caressing kneading the soft flesh of her breasts the tits hard but cold to the touch.

"You are so hot," I murmur, "I don't want you to burn up," I lean over and spend time sucking the tender nipples one and then the next feeling how far I can go. The tender buds are dark and reddish from my treatment. I move again and retie your legs in spread eagle fashion this time placing the restraints higher on the posts so your ass barely even touches the bed. I slide a pillow under you so you are more comfortable as I lay between your legs eying the wet glistening slit my tongue snaking out to capture a tepid drop of water. I flick your clit watching as your body trembles from even the lightest touch. The bare lips seem to invite me in and my tongue slides between your plump pussy lips sucking devouring the warm licquid that flow freely from you.
 
Neranna:
She feeds me the thin shaft, first teasing me with the cold drops. I feel strange somehow, yet still so hot, so on fire. Straddling me she rearranges my legs restraints. I can barely touch the bed now, twisting. Silently pleading. But she is determined, stopping at my nipples teasing them, biting them. Causing me pain, yet such a pain I cry out for more. Longing to clasp her head to me. The shaft is thinner now and I bite down all at once. Her fingers having teased at my pussy again. My whole body crying out for relief as she starts in licking.
"Mistress please." Twisting again as my body responds so eagerly. At her lightest touch I am again on fire. If I look down I swear I will see the melted ice steaming off me. From frozen ecstasy I am now an inferno under her control.
 
Miranda

My tongue slinks inside her fucking her even as I add one finger feeling her body throb over and over again as intense wave rolls through her her moans echoing throughout the chamber. I notice she's sweating even with the spots of rapidly warming water on her body as I feast upon her. It was an odd concept to know I owned her and could do anything I liked with her, yet I choose to seduce her until she was limp, not struggling with the restraints, I glance up seeing her lips surrounding a thin sucker of ice the water melting down into her full lips.

"My dear, how do you feel?" I ask with a soft twisted smile, moving up to lie beside her, fingers still playing between her legs as my warm lips kiss and lick her shoulder blade.
 
Neranna:
Her fingers wresting yet another orgasm from me, not as intense, but still from deep within me. I could only lay there as she kissed her way up me, lingering at my red and tight nipples. Almost cumming just from her mouth on them. Keeping her fingers lightly playing over me she lay in next to me. her body touching mine, I craved for her touch.
"My dear, how do you feel?"
Feel? How did I feel? Exhausted, confused, elated, loved, safe. These words did not cover it. What she had done to me, showing me what loving should be like. Gifting me with her knowledge, her wisdom.
A tear sipped down my cheek. I could not leave her, ever. She was my heart. But within me spoke a deeper voice, a wiser voice. One she had instilled wihin me through the years. Someday, maybe not right away, I would leave. And though a part of me would hold her close and cherish her forever, forever her slave. The part of me that was Neranna, the woman, would be free to stand tall and accept no less then the best I deserved, all due to her.
How to tell her, show her, thank her? There was no way. Her glory and beauty was so precious, I would not sully it with inadequate words. I snuggled my head against her, the only part of me free to move a little. She still idly ran her fingers over me. Again keeping the hint of arousal alive.
"Mistress." My voice husky and quiet.
Clearing my throat I tried again.
"Is there not anything I can do for you?" Gazing down at her as she contnued to rain kisses and nibbles along my neck, a moan passing closely behind the words from my lips.
 
Miranda

"for now you shall rest," I kiss her forehead and take moments to merely loosen the ties giving her slack to move but not freeing her. "I have matters to attend, when I return we shall talk more."
 
Neranna:

"For now you shall rest." She whispered, then
Kissed my forehead, loosening, but not untieing, my wrists and ankles. Though now I was much more comfortable.

"I have matters to attend, when I return we shall talk more."
And she left me there, having drawn a light cover over me. Laying back I closed my eyes, relaxing into her pilow. Her scent wafting over me, calming me. My body exhausted from the tension, and sexual pleasure she had brought to me. I was soon drifting off into a peaceful sleep. Haunted with visons of her and the new slaves.
 
Miranda

I checked on the new slaves and made sure they had been given quarters as well as clothing and duties. I'd take some time to individually talk to them later, as I went about the daily business of running my home and operations. The sun was nearing midday as I swept past the kitchen collecting a tray of fresh fruit, freshly made rolls and slices of cheese before returning to my room.

She lay there stretched out like a kitten, I smiled and set tray down and opened the curtains to the balcony letting sunlight stream in. "How do you feel Neranna? Are you hungry?" I slipped my robes off my shoulders until I was garbed in just a light slip of dress as I slowly untied her feet rubbing ankles firmly to improve circulation then moving to untie her hands and repeating the process.
 
Neranna:

She awoke me as I had so often woken her, by slipping in and opening the curtains, letting the full effect of the sunlight wake me.
I moaned and tried to stretch, but was still tied. Slowly she undid each bond, rubbing and helping me get circulation back. I pulled the thin cover over me and sat up.
"How do you feel Neranna?
Are you hungry?" How did I feel? Confused, happy... no elated.

"I feel, confused. Oh." Suddenly sitting fully up. Remembering the night before. A blush slowly spreading on me. "Yes, hungry." Quickly snatching a small fruit and biting it, leting the juices run down my chin as I watched her. She was so graceful and beautiful. I could not believe what she had done to me last night, what she had given me.
 
Miranda

I smile and gently pull down the sheet covering her, "From now on you shall never cover yourself when alone with me." I sip some exotic drink and eat watching her full lips take in food.

"Confused? Why?" I ask sitting on bed keeping tray of food between us as we feed our bellies.
 
Neranna:
"I always knew about sex. I mean." Blushing again. 'About men and woman. I heard things in the kitchen." Biting into the fruit again and pausing. "But. Last night. I guess. I never knew. Never knew it could be between women. Is it." Pausing again, unsure of my words. Her smile making me brave. "Is it as beautiful with a man? Can he make you feel. Like that." Unknowingly tracing a finger dw my neck, remembering last night.
"The women I heard, they didn't seem to like it. Said it was, dirty." her silence urged me on. "And one time, in the back hall, I saw, saw Your Overseer with one of the new girls. She was crying and he was holding his hand over her mouth. It looked like he was hurting her. But, is that the way of it with a man?" Afraid she would answer yes.
 
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Miranda

"everyone is different, as for it being unpleasant, well it certainly can be, especially if the woman is tense or scared." I smile, "I would never let anyone hurt you. As for my overseer, perhaps he needs to be taught a lesson." My lips purse my eyes squint and my mind slowly drifts back to you. "With a man it can be just as exciting and extremely pleasant. When you feel ready a man will be brought in for our pleasure."
 
Neranna:
"I know you would never hurt me, or let anyone hurt me. You never have. Remember Delikka and his servant? When he tried to buy me, and you wouldn't sell. Is that why? He seemed.. cruel." I reached out and touched her.
"But how can I want anymore then you?" Though even as the words passed I remembered the ice shaft, despite the cold. it had felt so good to be filled.
 
Miranda

"I would never sell a slave to one such as him," my face twists in a grimace, my fingers trail down between her legs and smile. "Believe me you will come to crave a man, to feel his warm throbbing desire fill you." My gaze goes hazy and I smile. "All will come in time my sweet. Do you have any other questions?"
 
Neranna:
I blushed and wiggled at her touch. Sighing.
"I do not even know what to ask. How am I to know what a man wants?"
 
Miranda

I chuckle, "All most men want is a willing woman, or course some men prefer them unwilling. Such men are unworthy of attention." I pause eating the last of fruit and I gather up tray. "When you feel ready as I said then a man will be brought in. Until then both slaves are doing some menial labor to firm their bodies and sooth their minds and spirits."
 
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