Something evil comes ~ Closed for cgraven ~

The time spent with him in his own bed were the most confusing of times in her life. The passion he pretended to have did capture her heart, yet deep down she knew it wouldn't last forever. He would grow tired of her, do something to rid of her, then move on to another just like her. Trisha may not know him on a deep, personal level. However, she did know his type.

Then all those times when he seduced her in ways she has never seen from the henchmen. She had little choice than to melt into the passion and attention. And every time, she gave a little more of herself to him as she learned fell victim to her own submission. There were moments when she couldn't trust her own senses and learned how to depend on him for everything. The word "Master" still felt strange to her when spoke, yet it fell from her lips as though it's the most natural thing.

His words moments ago confused her and she didn't want him to leave her alone in this place. Although, the last orgasm she had ended up being a very intense one, leaving her little to argue with. Instead, she simply nodded with a 'yes Master.' and watched him leave. For the first couple of hours, it was easy as all she did was sleep and relax, finding some peace in the solitude and comfort of his bed. However, she did sleep with his pillow as it held his scent and kept him some what close.

When she woke though, it felt like it had been more hours than it really was. She looked around and found that she's still alone with a plate of food next to the bed. Worried that perhaps he had left her here to be forgotten filled her heart, like it had days before in the dungeon. The food called to her, and yet, she didn't dare eat it without his permission. He has been hand feeding her the last few days and she learned quickly to not eat without him.

Still, where had he gone? Trisha couldn't wait any longer, having no idea how long she has already been waiting. She left the food where it remained and went off to search for him. After all, he did instruct that she follows him. Despite the creeping thought of actually escaping this place now that he is gone, Trisha went forward in his footsteps.
 
Once more unseen eyes watched the young thief as she yawned and stretched her forced solitude obvious on her sweet angelic face. The watched the naked young beauty pace and become more agitated until and last the magnificent you creature paused. Trisha’s little leather dress was neatly folded and draped over the footboard of hers and her Master’s bed. Ming had given it to her to replace her own ruined leathers and Master had made it clear that he enjoyed the sight of her slipping out of it and coming to him as a naked little nymph.

This time, unlike the other rooms, there was no need to find a key to let her escape its confines. For when Trisha lifted the latch of the door she found it opened quite easily revealing a dimly lit tunnel beyond. Like all the other connecting passages this one seemed to go on forever. After what seemed like the better part of the day, it opened, not onto another trap or room, but on to a moon lit garden. It was over grown, wild and seemed to go on forever. It did not take long for Trisha to get turned about and lost. Then out of the gloom there was a golden light, far off, a guiding beacon for her, a beacon that gave the young thief a point of reference.

Like everything in this strange world Trisha had been caught in it seemed to take forever to reach that reassuring beacon. As she drew near the soft sound of oriental music could be heard. Then she saw a green skinned man robbed in flowing robes reclining on what looked like a giant mushroom. Before Trisha could turn and skirt the green skin man he simply said.

“What is your name girl.”

As he spoke the over grown garden seem to close in around the young beauty, it blocked the way she had come and left her no way to go but forwards to this strange exotic man.

“ You must be hungry for you have been wandering in my garden, take a bite of my mushroom.”

He slowly drew on his hookah and blew smoke rings that linked and twisted and floated above Trisha’s head.

“I fear it is all I have to offer you to eat girl.”
 
There a lot of things about his castle that has confused her. At every turn there is something new and deceiving. One room could look innocent, like any other ordinary room. Yet, it ends up being far more than just a room and at times she had to wonder if there is more to him that leads on. This never ending hallway is more proof that this isn't your every day, typical castle. Each step had her wondering just how bit this castle truly is.

Once in the garden, the beauty of it amazed her and also had a sense of darkness behind it that frightened her. Trisha roamed around this garden, admiring the colors and the plants, all the while in search of her Master. Instead of finding the one she seeks, a strange looking man caught her attention. Her first natural response is to apologize for intruding in his space and turn to leave. However, when she did turn, the way closed itself off and found herself with no escape.

Then the strange man spoke to her, startling her for a second before turning her attention back to him. Of course she was backing up a couple steps until her back touched one of the plants blocking the path. She thought about his question for a moment, like always refusing to give just anyone her name. It took great effort before she caved to give it to her Master. The idea of giving him the nickname her Master uses crossed her thoughts, yet, she felt that would be disrespectful. Finally coming to some kind of middle ground, a pure lie of course and she honestly didn't think it mattered what this..... man?... called her.

"Just call me ...... Kitty..... I am searching for someone. Has anyone been through here in the last few hours? Perhaps in the last day?"

She gave him a small description of what her Master looks like while glancing at the mushroom. It did look appetizing and she hasn't ate anything at all since Ming had left her. Another lie slipped through her lips.

"That is ok, I am not hungry. I just wish to find my way out of here."

Her growling gut decided to argue with her little lies, making it known that she is starving. For hours it seems, she has been wondering around lost, using up so much energy that she hasn't thought about food. Now that she thinks about it, she almost wondered if her Master is back at the room looking for her. Perhaps even thinking she had run off to escape him. However, in this castle, escaping is pretty much impossible.

"Please, let me be on my way. I do not wish to cause you any problems."
 
"Just call me ...... Kitty..... I am searching for someone. Has anyone been through here in the last few hours? Perhaps in the last day?"

A lie, he knew she was lying to him and he could see the shadow of fear in her soft blue eyes. He studied this stunning young creature and like her Master before him, his face seemed calm, placid, and utterly unreadable. He looked thoughtful as Trisha described her Master to him,

"That is ok, I am not hungry. I just wish to find my way out of here."

Another lie, such a naughty young lady, this Kitty was. He could hear the soft complaining of the girl’s stomach.

"Please, let me be on my way. I do not wish to cause you any problems."

“It is not nice for young ladies to tell fibs to their elders.”

His voice was soft sensual and perhaps a little seductive. They were not hazel, nor were they green but a rich molten copper gold. They were eyes a girl could get lost in and they seemed to draw the little thief in despite herself.

“You are indeed hungry Kitty, I can hear your little tummy complaining.”

He teased Trisha as he broke up a piece of his mushroom and held it out to her by her fingers tips, so like the way her Master did. He patted his mushroom beside him.

“My name is Sheba Kaw, come join me Kitty, rest for a moment you look exhausted, and you do need to eat young lady.”

Everything that he said sounded so reasonable, so harmless, and he did hold out a piece of his mushroom to her.”

Sheba Kaw waited, his copper gold eyes mesmerizing and seeming to draw her to him.
 
Trisha flushed a little as he called her bluffs and she glanced back over her shoulder in hopes the way would open. Some hidden part of her also had the slightest of hope that her Master would return. He seems to always know where to find her somehow. Though as she turned to look at the offered food, she frowned slightly knowing he isn't coming this time.

"I really should be...."

She couldn't finish that sentence when seeing exactly how this man held the food out. It appeared to be exactly the same way as Ming holds her food. She caught herself leaning forward towards his fingers, almost as if on instinct rather than thought. Shaking her head, if she took the food like that, this man would think of her as crazy. Not that she's thinking that about herself as it is.

"I-I.. might be able to stay... For a very short while. The one I am seeking will be upset if I am gone for too long."

Those words coming out of her mouth actually stunned her for a moment. Did she honestly, seriously, care about what her capturer would think and feel? Did she truly wish to go back to him, to his arms..... To his bed?.... Instead getting out of here to go home? Again, shaking her head she reached up to take the offered food and very reluctantly crawled up to sit next to him.

"What is this place? I have never seen a garden quite like this before. It is beautiful."

She tried to come up with some kind of subject, keeping a small distance away from his reach. Though, all she did is look at the chunk of mushroom in her hands, wondering what it will do to her. Like before, she didn't trust things that came from strangers.
 
What a shy little beauty this stunning young beauty was, a scared little kitten. Sheba Kaw smiled how fitting for a girl named Kitty. The young beauty blushed the most adorable shade of pink as she stammered,

"I really should be...."

Trisha’s soft angelic voice trailed off her blush deepened as she somehow could not finish the sentence. The little thief’s eyes grew wide, the way he offered her food from his fingertips. Before she knew what she was doing she found her moist ripe lips parting, and the tip of her little pink tongue slid across the sensual bow of her lips. At the last moment Trisha realized what she was doing and pulled back.

"I-I.. might be able to stay... For a very short while. The one I am seeking will be upset if I am gone for too long."

Sheba Kaw was pleased as this enchanting young beauty curled up on his mushroom. He broke the offered food in to several pieces and laid them in the lap of her leather skirt.

“Eat Kitty you know you will need your strength if you are to continue your search.”

"What is this place? I have never seen a garden quite like this before. It is beautiful."

“They call it the garden of earthly delights Kitty.”

The smoke from his hookah formed a smoky wreath around the young thief’s head. That smoke was sensual, seductive, and intoxicating. The longer that Trisha inhaled that rich sweet smoke the more drowsy she became and very giddy.

“Eat Kitty……”

His voice was so sensual, so commanding, as he told her to eat. Sheba Kaw watched the stunning young beauty closely as she took her first bit of the mushroom. So innocently she eat the powerful aphrodisiac,

“Shall we make you more comfortable Kitty?”

The zipper of her dress seductively whispered to the little thief, the cool air of the garden caressed her now naked breasts and nipples. Sheba Kaw eased Trisha back as his mouth claimed her now rock hard nipple.
 
Trisha was used to having smoke in her face which made it easier to not choke as she breathed. However, it did affect her in other ways and the heat only rose to her cheeks, turning them a deeper shade of red. That very familiar throb between her legs crept up on unlike anything she has felt before. The world grew hazy as one hand lingered on the zipper to her leather top. For now she didn't want to unzip it, though her breast felt like they were about to burst if she didn't.

With her other hand, she did munch on the offered food and each bite caused her heart to flutter harder. Within seconds her breathing picked up while her legs shifted for some kind of stimulation. Nothing but raw lust burned in her eyes and while he made his move, her gaze locked with his golden eyes. In that very brief of a moment, he felt very much like her Master would as the zipper slowly slid down.

"I-I can not... do this...."

She whispered, uncertain of her little reality and she gasped sharply when his mouth consumed her nipple. Instantly her back arched to push her nipple further into his mouth. A chain reaction coursed through her body, a needful desire to have him inside her burned at her core. In the hazy world of the drugs, she saw two men, Sheba Kaw and her Master. Although, they were one in the same as she slowly submitted to the drugs. Subconsciously she wanted to fight him off, knowing this isn't right and that he wasn't her Master. In the end, there wasn't any fight on her part and her legs slowly parted, begging him to use her.

"Master..... I.. I need you...."

Trisha whispered without realizing exactly how she worded things. In her mind she was crying out for her Master to find and rescue her. Instead, it came out sounding as if she called this stranger Master and was begging for him to use her.
 
Nothing but raw lust burned in her Trisha soft blue eyes and while Sheba Kaw made his move, his golden gaze locked with the young thief’s lust smoldering eyes.

"I-I can not... do this...."

Trisha whispered as Sheba Kaw’s fingers entwined in her rich chestnut hair as he laid her back. He loved each little gasp, each little sigh, which escaped from her sweet moist lips as he suckled her nipple. He savored the moans of passion and the cravings of her own treacherous body. The sweet intoxicating musky scent of Trisha’s growing passions.

"Master..... I... I need you...."

Trisha gasped as her leather dress fell open reveling her naked perfection to him. Sheba Kaw let his robe slip from his shoulders his hands drawing the young beauty’s hands above her head as her head lulled from side. He loved the look of confusion in those smoldering azure blue eyes, his hand one hand was running through her silken chestnut hair, his mouth tempting, seducing, as he inhaled Trisha’s nipple as his other hand held her hands securely above her head. Yet the young thief felt his finger pressing into her chaste young body. How could this be?

“So my delicate little flower who has pollinated........ you pretty Kitty?”

His dark haunting voice cutting through the seductive fogged that seemed to engulf the hapless young beauty. Another hand seemed to be squeezing Trisha’s neglected breast. It rolled that pale pink rosebud under the pad of his thumb until it was as hard as a diamond and capped the puffy little ducky pink areola. Then he was tugging, pinching the young thief’s nipple. It was as if hand so many hands to tease pleas and excite her. Then trough her half lidded eyes and the fog of Trisha’s drugged fogged mind she saw that this strange green man had four arms that now thrilled and aroused her.

His mouth closed over the young thief’s sweet mouth, his kiss so seductive. He slowly broke that demanding sensual kiss. His dark golden eyes once more held Trisha’s smoldering azure blue eyes captive as several tentacles emerged from along his back. Like the tendrils of this wild exotic garden they curled around her athletic legs until one poked at Trisha’s pussy and another wormed its way between the tightly clinched cheeks of her firm little ass to find the young thief’s puckered anus.

“What do you desire Kitty.”

His haunting voice wrapped around Trisha senses drawing the young thief ever deeper into his strange and seductive world.
 
The only thing Trisha could feel were the many hands roaming freely over every inch of her heated flesh. Subconsciously she kept fighting, kept seeing the one Master she is searching for. When she looked however, all she saw is the strange blue man with many arms. Slowly her head kept lulling side to side as if making the weakest attempt to fight.

His voice sounded as though he was inside her head, hazy like in a dream. The questions asked were confusing at first. That is until the sensation of his fingers were felt pushing into her tight, pulsing tunnel. Instantly, she gasped and arched her back while trying to free hands from his grasp.

“The...Master.... has... has.. claimed my body... The person I spoke... spoke of.. earlier...”

Trisha squirmed and writhed within his grasp, twisting her wrists in the weakest attempt to break free. All the while, her legs were spreading further apart to give him more access.

“Master... will punish me... Please... I.. I need to...”

She couldn't finish her weak request as he kept arousing her by the second. His hands felt incredible and they seemed to keep her spinning world of lust.

“I need to …... to cum.... Please...I need my Master....”

Trisha blushed deeply while admitting to her needs to cum. That shy little blush that she does even with Ming. Finding it humiliating, even under the drugs, to be saying those sexual desires.
 
His mouth closed over the young thief’s sweet mouth, his kiss so seductive. He slowly broke that demanding sensual kiss. His dark golden eyes once more held Trisha’s smoldering azure blue eyes captive as several tentacles emerged from along his back. Like the tendrils of this wild exotic garden they curled around her athletic legs until one poked at Trisha’s pussy and another wormed its way between the tightly clinched cheeks of her firm little ass to find the young thief’s puckered anus.

“What do you desire Kitty.”

Sheba Kaw’s voice called to Trisha through the haze that the sweet smoke enveloped her in. He smiled as her tawny head lulled side to side as she tried to resist him and her own treacherous young body.

“The...Master.... has... has.. claimed my body... The person I spoke... spoke of.. earlier...”

Those dark mesmerizing eyes held Trisha’s smoldering azure blue eyes as his hands roamed freely over her supple body, teasing, pleasing and seducing the hapless young thief.

“Master... will punish me... Please... I.. I need to...”

Trisha begged as she squirmed and whimpered under Sheba Kaw’s many hands.

“I need to …... to cum.... Please...I need my Master....”

Sheba Kaw knew that this gorgeous young creature was lost to the desires and cravings of her own body. Once more his forked tongue plunged into the sweetness of the little thief delicious mouth. His tongue danced with Trisha’s as he continued to seduce the hapless young beauty. Slowly he drew back from that seductive kiss. Sheba Kaw eyes once more held Trisha’s captive.

“How can I deny you pretty Kitty!”

The tentacle that pressed to her labia pushed into the little thief delicious pussy and latched on to her throbbing clit its tiny mouth suckling that sweet bud of passion. Another tentacle licked at Trisha’s puckered anus, its intention to enter her tight little ass obvious. Then there were his many hands that teased and delighted her. Two more tentacles caressed and slithered up the sensual curves of Trisha’s torso, their sharp little teeth biting into the sweet little thief’s sensitive nipples as his hands continued to maul Trisha’s firm breasts. His hands were everywhere all at once. Then when the stunning young beauty was lost in a tidal wave of need and desire the tentacles plunged into Trisha’s pussy and tight little ass double impaling the confused young beauty as they fucked her. Trisha was caught between the tentacle in her ass, and her needy little pussy.
 
There were too many sensations for her to keep up with. Not even her Master could do the things this ... this man?.... This creature?... could do. Whatever he was, he made it very clear that she isn't going anywhere anytime soon. Made it even more clear that her words meant nothing to him, nor the fact that another owned her. For the briefest of moments, she wondered if Ming was here, what would he honestly do? Punish this creature? Or allow him to keep having his fun with her? Whatever the case may be, Her Master isn't here, at least not that she knew of, and this creature had won his prize.

His questions however, reminded her of Master since he had asked those same questions. Which only caused her inner battle to fail all the more as she heard the seductive voice. The fight also ended when she felt something pressing at the virgin entrance further down from her pussy. The sensation making it more than clear what the intentions would be, realizing it would happen even if she could deny it to him.

She didn't answer his questions at this point, knowing that no matter what she said, he will have his way with her body. He didn't make her wait too long though, she screamed and arched painfully as she came from both pleasure and pain. Tears broke free when her orgasm filled the air, giving her a sense of betrayal as she came for another being other than her Master.

The tentacle filling her ass felt strange to her. The pain it caused as it stretched the virgin entrance, more discomfort while it wormed its way deeper into the tight hole. Yet, all the other sensations were a mixture of that same pleasure and pain. The teeth biting her nipples throbbed as they suckled, her clit twitching and throbbing with more excitement than she knew what to do with. He gave her no real chance of holding back the orgasm that ripped through her core, giving her no time to ask for permission. Her teary eyes were wide open, yet she saw nothing through the haze that filled them. Only pure lust and pleasure filled those teary blue eyes now.
 
Sheba Kaw loved how this naughty little “Kitty” struggled to remain true to her Master and struggled against her own growing hungering and treacherous young body. The demon Prince knew that this stunning young creature was already lost and that she would be his. Sheba Kaw loved how her head lulled from side to side as she silently plead, perhaps praying that her that her Master would come and save her from herself. Sheba Kaw knew that there would be no saving rescuer for this sweet little Kitty, for none entered his garden of earthly delight without his permission.

He loved how her gorgeous young body arched to his touch as if begging for more. That simple act of surrender was pressing her firm young mouths that suckled at her rock hard nipples a top their puffy little dusky pink pillows. Sub consciously the little thief’s hips rose to meet the trust of his two tentacles that now ravished Trisha’s tight little pussy and her defiled virgin ass. Sheba Kaw reveled in Trisha’s fall from grace, he gave her no real chance of holding back that shameful orgasm that ripped through her, every never in her gorgeous young body alive and hungering for more, as she betrayed her Master, as the hapless little thief gave herself over to that delicious pleasure, and seductive pain.

“You’re a very pleasing kitten, and oh so naughty………..Kitty!”

His words came to Trisha threw the drug fogged haze, which had so seductive led to her fall to her betrayal. He was giving her no time to think just feel.

“Now you shall please me naughty Kitty.”

As he spoke his lips brushed the young girl’s in a most seductive and inviting kiss. A kiss that slowly lingered and deepened until time lost its meaning, no past, no future, just here, just now, and the sinful pleasure that coursed through every fiber of her supple young body. His lips slowly parted from Trisha’s. It was then that another tentacle brushed the girl’s moist ripe lips. Whether the little thief willingly took him into her mouth or whether he had to force her, she would be his.
 
The only way for her to fully process what is happening is to imagine that this is in fact her Master. It may not feel like him in more ways than one, yet she kissed him as if he was her true Master. She kissed him with the most passion, filled with more desire than she could ever comprehend. A kiss that made her whimper when he pulled free from her trembling lips. She tried to see who it was that she kissed, his taste was different from that of which she is used to. The drugs didn't allow her to dwell on that though as she screamed into the air. The tentacle in her ass searching to find the sweetest spot within its depths and when it found it.... her world shattered.

She barely felt the thing at her lips, his words fell on deaf ears, though his voice urged her to kiss and worship him again. Eagerly, her tongue slipped out as she french kissed the head of the tentacle. Guiding more and more into her mouth, acting like a wanton cock sucker. Again, it tasted differently from Mings' cock, the texture nothing at all like his and flashes of his face floated thorugh the haze.

Somewhere in the depths of that haze, she knew she is disappointing him. However sad it might be, she couldn't care about that in this moment. The only thing she wanted is to suck on that offered tentacle like nothing else mattered. Her body jerked and writhed within all the other sensations, dancing as she cried out orgasm after orgasm within his arms. Each orgasm allowing the tentacle in her ass to go deeper, just as the one filling her mouth went deeper into her throat.
 
Sheba Kaw savored each little surrender of this gorgeous young creature. The kiss that she passionately gave herself to, her little whimper and involuntary sob when Sheba Kaw broke that sensually seductive kiss. He loved Trisha’s drug induced confusion, the unspoken question that he saw in her soft blue glazed eyes even as she continued to surrender her gorgeous young body and innocent young mind to the Demon Prince. He watched as the little thief shattered in to a thousand pieces as he claimed her virgin ass.

The soft but insistent brush of Sheba Kaw’s tentacle to Trisha’s moist ripe lips demanded that she yield to him. The Demon Prince was pleased as the tip of her little pink tongue slid across the bow of her moist ripe lips of the young thief. Trisha eagerly French kissed the head of the tentacle, its forked tongue and hers sweet pink tongue entwined in a dance as old as time. The gorgeous young beauty eagerly guiding more and more of that delicious tentacle into her sweet mouth, he smiled, what an adorable little wanton cock sucker she was.

The Hapless young thief found herself sandwiched between the cocks that fucked her sweet juicy pussy, and her tight defiled young ass, each seemed to know her supple young body better that the young beauty did. They knew how to find those illusive little Sweet Spots that drove her wild. Yet not only did Trisha find herself sandwiched between those two tentacles, her sweet mouth and then her tight little throat was claimed by yet another tentacle that sought to go ever deeper. Each one of the little thief sweet charms were taken and filled as never before in her young life. And then there were his many hands that seemed to be everywhere at once, teasing, pleasing, and seducing her traitorous young body until Trisha screamed out her shameful ecstasy. Trisha lithe, supple body jerked and writhed within all those seductive sensations, dancing along every aroused never of her young body, as she gasped and moaned with the intensity of her orgasm, yet it was not a single orgasm but a cascading series of orgasms that engulfed Trisha like a tidal wave. The little thief clung to Sheba Kaw within the security of his arms.

Trisha lay spent and exhausted in the demon Prince’s arms basking in the afterglow of the pleasure he had granted her. Her soft chestnut hair was in wild disarray, a dark halo framing her angelic face. She was a fallen woman, she had betrayed her Master , and now like a naughty kitten, she rested in Sheba Kaw’s many arms. He easily slipped Ming’s collar from Trisha’s slender throat and replaced it with a collar of his own. It was thicker, leather, more demanding in its nature, and securely locked it into place.

“I am Sheba Kaw and you my sweet Kitty are mine.”

Before the young thief could protest and denied what he said Sheba Kaw silenced Trisha with another seductive passionate kiss and again his hands and tentacles put a lie to any protest she could make.
 
Like many times before, the outside world faded and this tormentor became the only thing that truly mattered. Even the thoughts of Ming had faded in those few moments since nothing now reminded her of him. There were far too many things that took away Ming's image. The scents all around here were different, the sights and sounds were nothing like his castle. The many arms and tentacles were extremely different and nothing came close to what Ming provided.

For the longest time she did try her best to hold onto what she had left of Ming. Yet, the mixture of drugs and sensations made it nearly impossible to hold onto him. The exhaustion consumed her and even that fight had to end sooner or later. She barely acknowledged when things had ended with her curling up into his protective arms.

What she did feel the most is the release of Ming's collar slipping from her throat. The heavier leather collar replacing it brought back some sense of reality. The last tiny bit that she had left as a reminder to Ming, the one she truly belongs to. Her hand slowly reached up to her slender neck to feel the leather wrapping around and sealing its lock.

The moment she started to shake her head, he stopped any words before they came to mind with his kiss. At first she did what she could to resist that kiss, though she is far to exhausted to fight him or own thoughts anymore. Eventually she gave into the kiss and submitted to what the rest of him began to do. All the intentions of forcing her to forget about Ming once again, creating a world where Sheba Kaw is her new world.. Whether she wanted it or not.
 
Ming returned to the bed chamber were he and his little thief shared and the bed where she had so willing given herself to him. When he found the room empty his tempered flared, he cursed and threw the dress he had bought for her across the room Had he not told her Wait here for Me Trisha. She had to pay for disobeying him. Now where would she go? A frown marred his face, he was not the only Demon Lord here, but the little thief was a gift given to him by Mr. De Salles, she was his unless HE chose to auction her off. Ming stretched out his mind to touch Trisha’s mind, to discover where she had gone. Ming was puzzled for his collar should, should have provided a positive link with his adorable little human thief. All he got was a vague impression, a garden, the image was fuzzy, disjointed as if Trisha was incapacitated and then in a flash nothing. Someone had removed his collar from around his little thief’s slender neck. Could it be that in her innocence that Trisha had stumbled into Sheba Kaw’s Garden of Earthly Delights ?

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Sheba Kaw enjoyed Trisha’s futile little struggles, even if she did not realize she was already his. She had betrayed her old Master, and he had so easily claimed her. In less than two heart beats, the young thief surrendered to his kiss and once more gave herself to him even as he saw in her stunning azure blue drugged hazed eyes that Trisha was creating a world where Sheba Kaw is her new world……..whether she wanted it or not and his body, his hands and his tentacles once more began to seduce the young thief in earnest. How many times he racked a series of cascading orgasms from Trisha would never know. It was if she had no will of her own and Sheba Kaw knew that, was just what she wanted, just what she needed.

The adorable little thief woke in the security of Sheba Kaw’s many arms, his tentacles sensually wrapped around her gorgeous young body. When Trisha’s eyes fluttered open, his lips brushed hers,

“You shall call me Sir Kitty!”

He let the tip of his forked tongue slid across the bow of her moist rip lips. He smiled down into her eyes. Something to wear Kitty? Sheba Kaw handed Trisha a little leather skirt that would barely covered her heart shaped little ass and her delicious pussy and leave her firm young breasts bared to him.

“Kitty I do believe you like the feel of leather against your skin!”

It was if Sheba Kaw knew her simplest desire and her darkest secrets.

“Now for a little pain Kitty to heighten your pleasure.”

His sensually and seductively spoken words seemed to confirm just that.
 
Subconsciously she did feel the loss what that the original collar meant to her. Remembering the moment of when Ming gave it to her. All her promises to him that day were lost in the drugged induced haze, she can barely recall what she promised to him. For a time, Trisha kept silent while Sheba Kaw spoke and she saw the skirt that he held up. For some reason it reminded her of Ming, not to the fullest extent of his details, but more of a sense that he enjoyed such skirts.

Taking the skirt, she slowly put it in place, stepping into it one leg as a time and very seductively slid it up her things. Mostly out of instinct and subconsciously making the actions that Ming had taught her. Somewhere through the haze she wanted to say "Thank you Master." But that was the moment when Sheba Kaw told her to call him Sir. Which confused her senses some as she hasn't called Master "Sir" in quite sometime.

"Yes Mas.... Yes Sir.. I love the kissing of leather.. Thank you... S-Sir."

Hearing herself say Sir felt unreal to her. Ming had trained her to say Master, to call him Master and for every need she had, that is what she used. Sir didn't feel right to her. In reality she couldn't seriously fight this loss feeling, nor give them serious questions. It all became more of a subconscious, "there is something wrong here" ... a nagging sensation.

"Yes Sir... I would very much enjoy some pain... Please Sir..."

Trisha was already starting to touch herself, pinching one nipple while her other hand snaked between her legs with a need she's never felt before. The drugged induced haze seemed to kiss and taunt her just as much as his many hands and tentacles did. The idea of escaping this place wasn't even a thought. All she wanted to do was touch herself and cum for Sheba Kaw.
 
"Yes Mas.... Yes Sir.. I love the kissing of leather.. Thank you... S-Sir."

Sheba Kaw could see Trisha’s liking for his little gift and he knew that she loved the feel of the leather against her bare skin. This stunning young creature made the simple process of putting on the scandalously short skirt a very natural, sensual, and seductive act. There a quizzical look on his naughty kitten’s angelic face, if she was trying to grasp an elusive thought. A puff on his hookah, a ring of sweet seductive smoke encircling her head, to reinforce the spell held the hapless young beauty under.

"Yes Sir... I would very much enjoy some pain... Please Sir..."

Even as the young thief spoke her delicate fingers were already, pinching and tugging at her nipples, her hips rose and her gorgeous young body arched backwards as her other hands fingers sought her needy little pussy. In this moment of vulnerability Sheba Kaw sensually breathed,

“Would you rather that it was Master Kitty?”

His lips seductively brushed hers with each word.

“Let us see what delights my garden holds for young Miss Kitty!”

It was not a question but a statement of fact. Sheba Kaw watched as the garden came alive, the way the vines entwined around Trisha’s wrists and ankles, how the drew her fingers away from her nipple and pussy as they lifted her up into the air, spread-eagled, her delicate labia spreading and blooming for his pleasure as the young girt hung between heaven and hell. Thrones then pierced Trisha Lockwood’s sensitive nipples as the large pistol of a fragrant flower rammed into the hapless young beauty’s wide spread pussy. It seemed that the whole garden now desired to pollinate Sheba Kaw’s naught little kitten. Vines and brambles lashed out at Trisha’s haplessly young body, living floggers that left delicate crimson stripes on her flawless ivory skin.

“Is this what you desire Miss Kitty to savor the pain, the pleasure, to be dominated and free to just enjoy the wickedest of pleasures?”
Sheba Kaw waited for this stunning young creature’s answer as her gorgeous young body bucket and thrashed so seductively in the security of her bounds.
 
Trisha failed to answer his question about the whole Master thing instead of calling him Sir. For as much as it did make it easier on her, some distant part of her knew it would be wrong. However, the drugged haze he kept her made things difficult as to why it would be so wrong. After all, he did say he owned her, so why would it be difficult to simply call him Master? Although, these were just deep gutted feelings more than any actual thought or questions that she couldn't comprehend.

It most likely didn't matter what she called him, in the end, the desires were all the same..... A desire and a need to please him.... to cum for him... to writhe and dance as he tormented her body. His hands were never ending, always touching and groping, her nipples were so sensitive that the slightest touch would make her cry out in sharp gasps. They have been bitten into, pinched, and tugged into constant state of stimulation that she could almost cum just from her nipples alone.

Then the vines pulled at her, binding her in the air and made it feel as though she was floating on a cloud of lust. All that pleasure quickly turned into pain though as the thorns pierced into her nipples. Overwhelming them with more pain than she knew what to do with and her screams filled the garden. Never in her fragile life as she felt such pain and without warning, something pushed into her depths.

Trisha wasn't prepared for any of this and she writhed and bucked with pained pleasure as the flower pounded into her core. The orgasms couldn't be stopped even if she tried, her screams continued to fill the gardens air as the vines lashed out at her. Not even Ming had caused her this much pain during her time with him, though some of the lashing did manage to bring his image to her mind. She whispered "Master" just before letting out another series of screams while she soaked the ramming flower her juices.
 
Oh how he loved the way his pretty little Kitty danced to the loving embrace of his Garden of Earthly Delights Her shattering scream as the thorns pierced her sensitive nipples, the way her gorgeous young body bucked and thrashed from the pain and the glistening proof of the girl’s growing arousal glistening on her velvet inner thighs. Oh this stunning young creature was not prepared for Sheba Kaw’s loving gardens use and abuse of her lithe young body. He loved how that supple young body writhed and bucked excruciating pained and unimagined pleasure as the flower’s pistol pounded into her sweet little pussy, growing and filling her as it strove to pollinate Trisha. The hapless bound beauty could not stop her humiliating orgasms, her betrayal of Ming, even if she tried, her screams continued to fill the gardens to delight Sheba Kaw, as the vines lashed out at her, till she finally utter that single word that sealed her fate……………..Master.

That single word was gasped as his little kitten panted and desperately tried to catch her breath as she was engulfed by an unimagined tidal wave of pain and pleasure that nothing in her young life could have prepared her for.

“Yes Kitty I am your Master and you will please me with your sweet screams of agony, and your delicious, young body. You will please me in all things….”

He whispered his sensual, seductive hypnotic voice entwined around the hapless young beauty’s drugged hazed mind. His many hands and fingers sensually trailing over Trisha’s aroused flesh as he seductively kissed, and erotically licked every crimson stripe of the fine lattice work that now covered the girl’s creamy ivory skin.

“What will you deny me Kitty?”

He asked as he nibbled the little thief’s earlobe.
 
Trisha could barely breathe, let alone think of anything except for the raging war of all her nerves. She twitched and jerked as he touched over her burning flesh, his licks and kisses refreshed the pain. Yet, somehow there was a strange comfort to those licks, almost as if he wanted to take the pain away from each mark. Deep down through the haze, she knew that wasn't the case and he savored all her whimpers.

The things he spoke of though, she couldn't quite understand why he would say such things. Why would anyone want to be pleased with her screams? Why does he wish to harm her in such ways? That was when a tiny hint of fear broke open, fearful of how far he will wish to hurt her. Right now he could do anything to her and she had no way of fighting back, in fact she knew full well that she would actually enjoy anything he did.

Her body is so worked up that it couldn't stop begging for attention, no matter how hard she willed it. Of course, she had no chance of willing it considering all she could think of is pleasure he provided. All she wanted to do is pleasure him, to cum over and over again until she couldn't cum anymore. Flashes of Ming did float through the cloud of lust though, wondering if and when he would find her.... If he still even still wanted her after all this.

Those flashing images and curious thoughts never truly lasted long though, especially when the flower would rip another searing orgasm from her. Trisha could barely open her eyes to see the golden ones staring into her teary gaze. Those golden eyes were hypnotic and she couldn't resist them anymore, they seemed to search her soul. Which that alone triggered an orgasm that she couldn't fight no matter how much she wanted to.

"I-I.. I-I deny you... nothing... S-Sir....Please.... make me cum for you.... Let me pleasure you...."

None of which she said felt right, causing that nagging feeling to creep up once more. Yet, the words fell from her trembling lips as if it was the most natural thing to say. All she could really think about is how needy her very own body is, how much it needed to be touched and used.
 
"I-I.. I-I deny you... nothing... S-Sir....Please.... make me cum for you.... Let me pleasure you...."

With those haltingly gasped words Trisha’s fate was sealed. Sheba Kaw immediately corrected the blue eyed beauty.

“Master!...........it is what you yourself have chosen……..”

He reminded the adorable little thief that she had just gasped, as once more a powerful orgasm had claimed her. Sheba Kaw cared little if she had chosen to call him Master or in her drugged haze state she was calling for the one that had original collared her. The reality was that this stunning young beauty now wore his collar.

“Yes Kitty………Master……….is much more to the point my sweet little kitten………..for you belong to me now.”

Once more his lips, many hands, and tentacles swept away any chance of protest or denial as he effortlessly racked a series of cascading orgasms form her treacherous young body with a simply whispered command.

“Cum for Me Kitty, come for your new Master!”

When Trisha finally caught her breath again Sheba Kaw gently swept her sweat mated chestnut hair from the young girl’s angelic face. He smiled down into the sweet little thief’s passion glazed eyes.

“Now my sweet you may please me with your agile young mind and gorgeous supple body…………”

Sheba Kaw paused for just a moment before his voice took on a more serious note.

“………..tell me your true name Kitty!”

Again that note of command that touched her young soul in a way that stirred her darkest passions

“The truth young Lady!”

Sheba Kaw knew the power of an individual’s true name. With his stunning young creature’s true name he would be able to reduce the drugged smoke he was feeding her as he bound the young blue eyed beauty ever closer to him.
 
Trisha felt lost to the outside world, as if nothing was true anymore as she breathed in more of his smoke. The dizziness of lust and desire consumed every part of her with his roaming hands. His voice seemed to taunt her with every passing second, correcting her misuse of the word Sir for Master. Once again, reminding her of Ming as he did the exact same thing.

Although, each orgasm Sheba Kaw forced from her, Ming's image faded more and more, being replaced with her new Masters face. She came on command, jerking and dancing within his hands while her screams started to crack from a sore throat. His voice kept breaking through that haze, replacing Ming's seductive voice with a new one that is just as commanding. A voice that she couldn't resist no matter how much she wanted to.

"Trish..... My name is... Trisha..."

She paused for a moment, unable to truly recall her full name. Ming is the only one she ever told her last name too, a name she always kept heavily guarded. Even then it took Ming some work to get it out of her. And yet, here and now, she couldn't recall that well guarded name, she barely spoke the name Trisha as even that felt foreign to her. In the short time between Sheba and Ming, she had gotten used to being called Kitty, or Kitten... Ming would only say her name when he became very serious.

None of that truly mattered though while inhaling more of the smoke that surrounded her. The entire time her body writhed, arching this way and that way towards him, begging for him to use her some more. Unknown to her though, her gut growled with hunger that she didn't feel.

"Please.... Master.... Use me... I want to pleasure you Master...."
 
“…………tell me your true name Kitty……..The truth young lady!”

Sheba Kaw loved that lost look in this adorable little beauty’s stunning azure blue eyes as if she was trying to remember who she was, who she had been before she shyly said,

"Trish..... My name is... Trisha..."

The demon lord smile up at the sweet little thief as she innocently gave her true name to him. Her supple young body was racked by another series of powerful orgasm as his Garden of Earthly delights continued to enjoy, used and abused her gorgeous young body.

"Please.... Master.... Use me... I want to pleasure you Master...."

“But of course Trisha!”

As he spoke the stunning young beauty’s true name something seemed to caress her young innocent soul, seemed to draw her closer to him, seemed to make all that had come before faded from Trisha’s memory. It was if Sheba Kaw was becoming the center of her world and the closer he bound Trisha to him he did exactly what she had begged for, and used her, enjoyed her sweet sexual charms till at last the young beauty was totally spent and exhausted. He watched as her passion glazed azure blue eyes fluttered closed, her gorgeous supple body shimmering in a fine seen of sweat, which seemed to make her skin glow so sensually. While Trisha laid unconscious in Sheba Kaw’s many arms his hands and tentacles continued to tease, please, and seduce her lithe young body, keeping his naughty little kitten’s gorgeous supple body humming with and holy craving.

When once more Trisha eyes fluttered open she found herself snuggled in the security of Sheba Kaw’s many arms and hands. His lips fleetingly brushed the need young thief’s moist ripe lips in a sensually seductive kiss that teased her promising so much and yet leaving her wanting.

“You must be hungry Trisha……….”

As he spoke his lips seductively brushed hers as he held out some more of the mushroom to her to eat from his fingers.

“………and thirsty.”

He reached out and plucked a brilliant crimson flower that was shape like a goblet. Sheba Kaw smiled as his little kitten innocently consumed the powerful aphrodisiac of the Mushroom and the flower’s crimson nectar that would help make her old life fade from her memory as the hypnotic wriest of smoke head, the drug in it sensually calling to her.

“Now my sweet Trisha you may please me with your agile young mind, and your gorgeous supple body!”

It was now time for the adorable little thief to please her new Master Sheba Kaw.
 
Pleasure and pain consumed every aspect of Trisha as he used her over and over again. There were many times when Ming would tease the back of her mind, almost as if reminding her of where she is meant to be. Though, as the black abyss stole her from this world, any thought of Mind faded right along with the fading world and only her new Master was left. Trisha had no idea how long she slept, it could have been hours, perhaps days and she would have no idea. The thought of how long she has been here barely crept into place, yet not long enough to truly question it.

She came many times in her sleep, writhing and humping mindless to the stimulation of his hands. Her body felt everything he did, reacted to the tiniest of touches and begged for more without her knowledge. When she did finally wake up, all she wanted was to be used, felt herself on edge from the recent stimulation he created. The burning desire within her couldn't be tamed as she leaned up to kiss him without any thought or hesitation.

Trisha ate from his fingertips, licking and sucking on his fingers with each seductive bite she took. She licked the rim of the flower cup before taking a sip, only to feel her desires grow stronger. It had gotten to the point to where she could no longer think on her own, the needs and wants of the outside world no longer existed as only one desire took control. Ming had not come for her, which meant the only one here to satisfy those desires is Sheba Kaw.

"Yes Master...."

Was the only thing she whispered before shifting to lay on top of him without any hesitations, she kissed up his chest until she met up with his lips. With the most passion she could possibly give, she kissed him in ways she never kissed Ming. Though, had to do with the heat she felt, craving for attention and to make him happy with her. Slowly she eventually broke from the kiss and sat up to take his main tentacle into her mouth, lovingly sucking and worshiping it as if it were her only lover. With her free hand, she reached down between her legs, laying back on his legs so he would get a good view of her masturbating.
 
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