Something evil comes ~ Closed for cgraven ~

[cgraven]

The little thief lost herself in the sensual and seductive caress of Sheba Kaw as he slowly but steadied became her world, he reason for being, and her everything.

"Yes Master...."

Was the only thing that Trisha seemed able to whisper before she sensually and seductively shifting her gorgeous supply body to lie on top of him without any hesitations. There was a hungering gleam in the young beauty’s drugged glazed azure blue eyes as she adoringly kissed her way up his body. Trisha with a passion, that she had never had kissed anyone one in her young life. She kissed him in ways she never kissed Ming, as Trisha gave herself to Sheba Kaw body and soul. The little thief was breathless when she broke her passionate kiss, her one driving desire was to Please Her Master. Her moist rip lips “O”ed around one of his tentacles and she lovingly suckle and worshiping it as if it were her only lover. It as if it were her only lover. Trisha lay back on Sheba Kaw’s legs to give him an unconstructive view of her naked little pussy as she masturbating for her Master’s pleasure.

Sheba Kaw was pleased with the stunning young beauty’s efforts to please him. Not only was she pleasing him with her supple gorgeous body, and sweet adoring mouth, but also with her keen agile mind as she so innocently tried to seduce him.

“You are a very pleasing young lady, Trisha.”

Sheba Kaw had half the secret in binding this gorgeous young creature, her first name but he also needed her sir name to make the binding complete. So he decided to reward his little kitten as he softly breathed,

“Cum for me Trisha!”

He let his own essence fill the young beauty’s adoring mouth and pleasing tight little throat with his scalding, white hot seed. As Trisha was lost in her own dark sinful ecstasy her Master commanded her,

“Your sir name my naughty kitten!”
He held his breathe as he waited for her answer, for her to take the next step into his dark world.

 

[katalynn]

Trisha came instantly on command, driving her fingers deeper and the tentacle further as she rode out the orgasm. It seemed to last a lifetime with her,being intensified by the knowledge he watched her. A feeling that she oddly craved for, the sense having some one watch her getting off became an addiction down this twisted road.

Though as she calmed down enough, whimpering at the loss her throat felt. Then hearing his voice, asking for some sir name. It was that it felt as though her thoughts were not her own, that something else was trying to take over them. She felt the burning lust of his seed trailing down her throat, burning all the way down her throbbing clit. She felt nothing but him all around and within her, and she fell further than ever down this dark hole. Trisha took in a deep breathe of his smoke, feeling the world spin out of control.

Yet, through all of this, no matter how out of control she fell, writhing with needs and desire she never imagined to feel. A tiny, nagging sensation pinch at her, though she couldn't comprehend why it was there. It gave off a feeling that giving her name would be bad. It ould have been that she truly belongs to another. Or it could be her natural instincts to keep her name guarded. whatever it was, she will never know, nor will she ever truly know why she gave a false name. Yet, the single word slipped from her lips without hesitation, nor any question to its truth.

"Kingston...."

She doesn't know where the name came from, perhaps it was her mothers maiden name... It did not matter, Trisha said it without any doubts, leaving him no choice but to believe her.

 

[cgraven]

“Cum for me Trisha!”

Sheba Kaw savored the way his little kitten came for him. He was pleased with the intensity of her climax, which left the young beauty panting and gasping to catch her breath.

“Your Sir Name naughty kitten!”

Sheba Kaw saw the war that raged in the clear innocent depths of her azure blue eyes as Trisha hesitate in answering her. He saw the little beads of sweat on the stunning young beauty’s fore head and the way she lowered her eyes from his gaze.

"Kingston...."

The demon lord simply breathed,

“Trisha Kingston?”

Sheba Kaw did not feel that surge of magic of binding of souls as he whispered the name that the stunning young beauty had given him.

“Really Trisha?”

He turned accusing eyes on the blue eyed beauty. It was clear that he did not believe his little kitten.

“You have displeased me young lady and for that I shall let my Garden of Earthly Delights play with you, until you care to tell me the truth!”

Even as he spoke he withdrew his hands and tentacles from Trisha leaving her very empty and oh so very alone with her own dark NEEDS and CRAVINGS. Once more the vines and brambles came for the young girl. The whole garden seemed to stir to move closer as Trisha found herself bound hand and foot, spread-eagled between heaven and hell, this time the garden came to bring Sheba Kaw’s little kitten so much unending pleasure until that pleasure became a scourge pain that would torment her innocent young soul until he got what he sought from her. Trisha must learn that there was a price to pay if she attempted to deceive him.

 

[katalynn]

Trisha had never felt so vulnerable and fragile as she did after seeing his disappointment. Every fiber of her being wanted to obey, needed to be in the comfort and warmth of his embrace... More importantly, to beg for forgiveness and return to being his pleasurable little kitten. For some reason she couldn't do that, Trisha didn't know why, it should have been the simplest thing in the world to obey, it is just a name after all.

No matter the punishment, or how hard her body twisted and screamed in a mixture of pleasure and pain... Trisha could not comply.... It oddly enough did not feel right to her. That lost feeling consumed her and she suddenly felt out of place here, as though she didn't belong here. Sensations that her fragile, drugged mind couldn't comprehend surrounded her, pinching at her as if trying to wake her up from this dream. Yet, the drugs were so deep in her system that breaking free was impossible.

Trisha had no idea how long his garden used and tormented her. Let alone realize the exact moment that pain became nothing but a numbing pleasure. Her limbs ached and muscles sore from painful orgasms, all her holes tender from being so used. There were plenty of times when he almost broke her, his voice constantly breaking through the haze, demanding a name. Each time it was on the tip of her dry tongue, on the verge of slipping free... Yet, she showed great strength and resistance and never spoke her name.

Even then, all fights must come to an end sooner or later. Trisha grew too exhausted to keep questioning that feeling of loss. Again no one came to her rescue, if she did belong to another, wouldn't they have found her by now? Sheba Kaw is the only one she constantly saw, his voice the only sound that echoed in her world, there was no one else. The plants kept pumping their venom into her, his smoke rings clouding that resistance. Eventually Trisha couldn't resist nor fight any longer, her eyes rolling shut out of sheer exhaustion.

"Lockwood...."

She barely whispered before completely falling into black abyss that consumed her. Her body coated with sweat, jerking and twitching from the many forced orgasms his garden ripped from her. The matted, sweaty hair clung to her face and shoulders as she slumped into the vines holding her up. The stress of her sore body was more proof of how hard she fought to resist him. In the end, she is only human and couldn't keep up with gardens desire to use her.

 

[cgraven]

Oh how this stunning young beauty fought, fought so valiantly to keep from telling him what he desired from her. Who ever had inspired such loyalty, such devotion in her was a creature not to be taken lightly, a creature that was defiantly not human, or even from her dimension. That only left one possibility it must be a Demon Lord. The question that tugged at Sheba Kaw’s mind was which one?

The thought flew from his mind as Trisha gasped, her supple young body arching to the Garden of Earthly Delights. He watched as pleasure became pain, and pain become pleasure, until Trisha could not tell one from the other and her gorgeous supple body was racked by of cascading orgasms, each building on the one before. Her lithe young body shimmered in a fine sheen of sweat, from the struggle to keep her surname hers, an anchor, that one little piece that was hers alone. Yet it was a fight that the drugged and aroused young beauty could not win. In the end Trisha whispered,

"Lockwood...."

That soft angelic voice hardly a passion choked whisper as Trisha finally bent to her Masters will.

“Trisha Lockwood.”

The words slipped from his lips, almost as if it were a prayer. This time he felt the surge of arcane power, he savored the taste of his little kitten’s innocent young soul.

“Who are you Miss Trisha Lockwood?”

His voice sensually wrapped around her embraced her.

“Why were you born Miss Lockwood?”

That dark seductive voice touched Trisha’s soul for the first time.

“What will you deny me Miss Trisha Lockwood?”

These three questions, her submission to Sheba Kaw, as her Master was the last piece of the puzzle that would bind her to him. And yet there was one nagging fear that pricked his mind, What if the Demon Lord was Ming the Merciless? No matter his Garden would protect him, well at least he hoped so.

 

[katalynn]

To Trisha, his voice more like a dream rather than reality as if it was the abyss speaking to her, a voice that spoke to her very soul. His voice surrounded her entire being unlike anything she has felt before. It is possible that the drugs from both the plants and his smoke created that dream like sensation. Yet, she will honestly never comprehend what is happening as she fell further and further into his trap.

She couldn't even comprehend if she this is dream or reality as the questions echoed and pinched at her. They were the very same questions Ming had asked her once, so the questions themselves were not unfamiliar. The voice did seem out of place, yet she didn't have the sense enough now to truly resist this voice.

“Who are you Miss Trisha Lockwood?”

Her very own name sounded foreign to her through this drugged induced haze, it didn't feel right to just simply say or rather in this case, repeat her name. No, it was something more than a simple name this voice is seeking out. Though she didn't know how coherent her verbal words actually were, in her thoughts however, the answers were perfectly clear.

"Just a naughty little kitten Master..."

Shortly after answering, the other question followed right behind and kept repeating over and over in cloud she floated in. There is no escaping the question and there is only one answer that it wanted.

“Why were you born Miss Lockwood?”

"Born to serve and to provide Master with pleasure with this body...."

“What will you deny me Miss Trisha Lockwood?”

"This Kitten denies nothing to Master...."

The entire time she answered, tears were escaping as she knew in the depths of her soul that she has been defeated. That whatever nagged at her before, the fight she put up was all for nothing and Sheba Kaw had gained what he wanted. Trisha was barely conscious enough to answer the questions, her own voice drifted to her ears as though she dreamed the whole thing. As the rush of the gardens stimulation faded, Trisha started shivering and all the pain from her punishment crept in as the nerves tingled. She almost begged him to allow her to curl up within his arms, to allow her rest. Yet, she was barely able to answer his previous questions that begging for anything is nearly impossible in that moment.

 

[cgraven]

An evil grin bowed Sheba Kaw thin lips as he felt his grip his bonding with this gorgeous young creature grow ever tighter binding the hapless beauty to him body and soul. Each question he asked of Trisha Lockwood seductively demanded to be answered. As if in a dream the young beauty haltingly answered his first question.

"Just a naughty little kitten Master..."

There was a hint of aversion in Trisha’s answer but also the ring of truth as if the little thief was seeing herself for the first time in her young life. His second question left little room for that seductive aversion.

"Born to serve and to provide Master with pleasure with this body...."

This time Trisha’s answer was stronger, immediate, there was no hesitation and again Sheba Kaw heard the ring of truth in her sweet angelic voice. His last question would be the most telling, did the one who had claimed her still have a hold on this sweet young innocent? Sheba Kaw soon had his answer.

"This Kitten denies nothing to Master...."

Fresh tears trickled down the bow of Trisha creamy ivory cheeks. It was if on some level she knew in the most hidden corner of her innocent young soul that she had betrayed………… The thought and the feeling evaporated like the morning mist on a warm summer’s day as Kaw gathered the spent and exhausted beauty into his arms and securely wrapped his tentacles around her to let Miss Trisha Lockwood rest and regain her strength for she would soon have another demanding day pleasing Master and his Garden of Earthly delights.

Sheba Kaw slowly weaned Trisha off the powerful drugs that had kept her in a dazed drugged state as their bound grew ever stronger, yet his Garden of Earthly Delights continued to feed the innocent young beauty with its powerful aphrodisiac that kept Trisha’s supple young body continually aroused and her young soul eager to please Master. Now Miss Trisha Lockwood would be able to serve Sheba Kaw not only with her gorgeous supple body but her quick, inventive agile mind as well.

How long had she been with Master? A moment seemed like a day, and a day like eternity as time lost all meaning. Then one morning as Trisha’s soft blue eyes fluttered open Kaw sensually asked her,

“How shall you please me today Miss Lockwood?”

His thin lips sensually, seductively brushed his naughty little kitten moist ripe lips with each word he spoke.

 

[katalynn]

No matter how much time had passed, the less drug he gave her, the more that loss feeling would consume her. For the better part of things, she had learned to push it deep down so he would never notice it. Although now that she sound of mind again, instead of living in a haze, she often found herself questioning that loss. In her eyes, Sheba Kaw took great care of her, never allowed true harm to touch her. And yet..... He never allowed her to roam freely either, almost as if he is afraid of something out there. When she slept, there is no escaping his many arms and tentacles as they kept her secure in their embrace, at times keeping her filled in one or more holes. Which did peak her curiosity when she is free from the constant stimulation to let her thoughts roam. Moments that were truly rare, another thing she noticed about him, he kept her in a constant state of need, lusting and begging to be used.

Every time she woke, he would ask the same thing “How shall you please me today....." A question that almost seemed impossible to satisfy on some days as his desires outweighed her stamina. He always asked the second her eyes opened, not giving her a chance for any other thought to weasel its way in. As if he was afraid to allow her thoughts to drift and wonder, forcing the very first thought to be about him.

"It has been a while since you have really bound your Kitten Master... Restricting any form of movement."

That wouldn't be enough though and she knew it, he has bound her many times, though it was always for pain and to watch her dance for his enjoyment. She wanted something more this time, not the pain, something Ming had done when they first met. However, it wasn't Ming that she thought of, only the sensation that triggered the memory.

"Seduce your little Kitten Master... Master has yet to feast from his kittens pussy... Not once has Master tasted the sweetness from his pet... Bind this naughty kitten, instead of painful whipping, feast and drink from your pet, to your hearts content... Master."

Trisha never spoke in first person anymore, she didn't see herself as worthy enough to speak of herself. Instead, she simply referred herself as 'his kitten', making even how she spoke of herself about him. Enforcing the nature of him being the center of her world. She may never know why there is a loss nagging and biting at her heels, yet as time passes, she learned to control the nipping of that loss.

 

[cgraven]

Oh how this stunning beauty fought what was hampering to her. The half remembered shadows of another Master the after effect of the drugged haze that Trisha had been kept in for so long all had their effects on the little Thief so that reality and fantasy mingled in the strangest ways. Miss Trisha Lockwood was a pretty little bird captive in a golden cage. Each morning began with the same question,

“How shall you please me today....."

Sheba Kaw would ask Trisha, each day began and ended with him as the first person that she saw, the first thought in her agile young mind, slowly seductively he was becoming the center of the hapless young beauty’s life. Again the question echoed in the hazy corridor of Trisha’s mind, “How shall you please me today....." A languid smiled bowed the young girl’s moist ripe lips.

"It has been a while since you have really bound your Kitten Master... Restricting any form of movement."

Sheba Kaw was pleased with his little kitten’s answer, and yet he could feel a disturbing ripple of doubt, of a fleeting image as she struggled to remember her past before coming to her Master’s garden.

"Seduce your little Kitten Master... Master has yet to feast from his kitten’s pussy... Not once has Master tasted the sweetness from his pet... Bind this naughty kitten, instead of painful whipping, feast and drink from your pet, to your heart’s content... Master."

So this is how Miss Trish Lockwood was first seduced when she had come through the void in to his dimension. Sheba Kaw’s face took on a stern appearance.

“So were you a virgin when you arrived in this land?”

His voice took on a hard edge, hard as flint, sense she had first come to his Garden.

“You were no virgin when you came to myGarden of Earthly Delights Miss Lockwood.”
Sheba Kaw never asked who or when her virginity had been taken from her as he could still smell the faint hint of virgin innocence that still clung to her.

“Perhaps you need a more permeate reminder of who your MASTER is Miss Lockwood.”

As he accused his little kitten of being false of deceiving him, the veins and brambles of his garden came to her, binding her spread-eagled, but this time she was not suspended between heaven and hell but prostrate at her Master’s feet.

“I think my mark here Miss Lockwood.”

His finger lightly traced the little hollow where Trisha’s hip and thigh met, a place where any lover she might take would know that she was owned , that she was his.

“So shall it be the white hot iron, or the unknown Miss Lockwood.

 

[katalynn]

Trisha blinked in sheer confusion as her Master suddenly grew angry with her choice to pleasure him. Having no idea what upset him so, she made no mention of past time events. Or at least in details that would provoke his temper, she barely recalled the feeling of having a mouth feasting on her.

"Master?!? I-... Please don't punish me.... What was said that has upset you? Yes... Master... you are this kittens Master."

She cried out as the vines pinned and held her into the position he wanted, her eyes growing wide with the choices he had given her. Hot iron or the unknown???!!!?? Trisha couldn't believe that this is happening, leaving her with little choice but to obey and submit. Although in her panic state, flashes of her first day in the castle crept in, the fear and panic she felt in that flooding room came close to how she felt now. Ming however was just a faceless figure in those little flashes, she couldn't even recall the details of his features anymore.

".. What does virginity have anything to do with you drinking from your pet? Do you not wish to taste your kittens nectar Master?"

Trisha tried her best to not fight the roots, yet she couldn't help the little bit of struggle she did. Being collared and stolen is one thing, but to be marked permanently.... That's another whole issue and she didn't know how to handle that idea. She could barely handle the thousand lashings coming from the garden, how did he expect her to handle a hot iron burning into her skin?

"Kitten ... I-I belong to you Master... There is No other... Please... I apologize for any wrong I have done... I just thought you would desire something different..."

Tears were caressing her cheeks as she tried her best to stall for time and never really truly answering his questions. All she had were questions of her own, though she didn't expect them to get answered. All the sudden the urge to escape this garden filled her, yet she knew that was impossible. The best she could hope for is finding the right words that will calm him down, falsely hoping that he will not mark her.

 

[cgraven]

Oh how Sheba Kaw loved that look of confusion on his naughty little kitten’s face. The disbelieve that showed in her innocent azure blue eyes.

"Master?!? I-... Please don't punish me.... What was said that has upset you? Yes... Master... you are this kittens Master."

Tears of remorse, with just the right touch of fear pleased the Demon Lord as did the little trembling in her voice as she desperately pleaded.

"Kitten ... I-I belong to you Master... There is No other... Please... I apologize for any wrong I have done... I just thought you would desire something different..."

Trisha sobbed even as his Garden of Earthly Delight’s securely bound the little blue eyed beauty, now helpless resist her Master’s will.

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Ming had been diverted, distracted from his search for Miss Trisha Lockwood. Mr. De Salles had sent three other shipments that required his immediate attention There was a statuesque Blonde that needed to be trained, as well as a bold little brunette who would need a Master to curb her rebellious spirit, and then there was the sweet shy redheaded beauty that was hardly as innocent as she appeared. All three were sent to the auction block, and each fetched a king’s ransom. That should have been Miss Trisha Lockwood’s fate, but there had been something about her. Perhaps it was that despite appearances, she had come to his domain as a virgin, perhaps it was the challenge of seducing her innocence and her willing fall from grace that had captured his imagination. Not matter it was time for him to reclaim his property, from whatever demon lord was bold enough to take her despite the collar that proclaimed Miss Trisha Lockwood was his. One name came to mind and one name only,

Sheba Kaw.

Ming set out to take back what was his ready to battle his garden. It would not be child’s play but it would take skill and determination.

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’Well Miss Lockwood shall it be the searing caress of my Snapdragon or the unknown?’

“I think not Sheba Kaw!”

Ming’s voice was strong and even with that note of command and authority. He then turned to Trisha, his eyes roving over her naked and bound young body. Begrudgingly Ming had to admit that Sheba Kaw had displayed the young human beauty to perfection. Now they both needed to be punished.

“Well Miss Lockwood what shall it be the white hot Snapdragon to sear the mark into your soft silken flesh or the unknown.”

It was not Sheba Kaw who spoke but Ming the Merciless. He then turned his attention to Sheba Kaw and the look in Ming’s dark soulless eyes told the younger demon lord that, that mark that would be seared into Miss Trisha Lockwood would not be his but Ming’s.

 

[katalynn]

The sight and sound of Ming appearing both frightened and relieved Trisha. She still wasn't fully aware of who Ming truly is, a face that has been faded. Yet, having him here and hearing him speak her name as if he owned it, was a weight lifted off her shoulders, that question of loss strangely answered. Although, right now isn't the time to fully comprehend what is exactly is happening here. Both Masters were asking the same question and it is for her to answer. She had no idea what mark will end up on her, if it will be Mings or Sheba Kaws.. One thing is for certain, they both wanted her marked one way or another.

The branding would be over quickly, though she didn't want to be burned, that is something that people do to cattle. If, she is to be marked, she wanted it to be in a way that will show them both that she is different from all the other females. Good chance most of the females would always choose branding since it will end quickly. Trisha wanted the the pain though, she knew she has done wrong..... no real fault of her own.... but wrong all the same. She had to prove herself to Ming once again.

"The.... Unknown.... Master...."

Trisha lowered her head in defeat, fresh tears escaped as she spoke to pretty much both of them. She had no idea if Ming is actually here for her, or just simply here to encourage Sheba Kaw. The vibe he gave off told her that is here for her, yet she has the sense enough now to feel that hit of betrayal that Sheba Kaw stole from her. Mings voice ripped through Sheba's spell and reopened the door that hid her betrayal.

No matter the outcome, Trisha knew that she will be in a lot of pain and she promised herself to endure every second of it. Mainly as a way of punishing herself as well. Ming will have no way of knowing how hard she had fought Kaw, in his eyes she gave up easily. At least choosing the unknown will give him a sense that she still had strength left in her.

 

[cgraven]

Unknown to Trisha Lockwood she was caught between two Demon Lords who claimed to be her Master. Even in her mildly drugged state she must have known she could only have one true Master. The question of course was which one? She wore Sheba Kaw’s collar, she had given herself to him and his Garden of Earthly Delights. But then there was the other one, who spoke with authority, and Sheba Kaw seemed to back down from him. This Man, if that was what he was, reiterated the same questions that Master Sheba had asked her. Trisha was given the same two choices, the searing branding iron, and the unknown. Trisha Lockwood had very little information to make her choice on.

"The.... Unknown.... Master...."

Those soft azure blue eyes shifted from one to the other of the men who claimed to be her Master. Then she sighed, Trisha demurely lowered her eyes in defeat.

It was Ming the Merciless that stepped forward even as Sheba Kaw took a step backwards in deference to him.

“ So Miss Lockwood where shall I place my mark on you to remind you,………”

He paused for a moment holding Trisha soft blue eyes captured in his unblinking gaze, his eyes darker than midnight on a moonless night. Their seem to be a storm raging in their impenetrable depths, a storm that was about to break on Trisha Lockwood.

“Now where shall I place my mark? Perhaps on your flawless cheek or on the sensual curve of your firm youthful breast Miss Lockwood?”

As Ming taunted Trisha his finger tips trailed sensually over each threatened spot.

“No not there, why ruin you faithless beauty Miss Lockwood?”

Those sensual, seductive finger tips trailed down across the little thief’s quivering abdomen, to toy with the young beauty’s downy fleece, then trailed over her hip to the hollow where Trisha’s hip and thigh met. His Mark placed there would only be seen by a lover or a new Master. He would know that she had been owned and was nothing but a concubine to be used and abused.

“Shall it be searing pain worst that the iron for your betrayal Miss Lockwood.”

The question hung between them silently demanding an answer.

 

[katalynn]

Trisha honestly didn't know what to think or how to feel in this very moment. She felt the tension pouring off Sheba Kaw, watching him slink to the side as Ming approached her. His familiar touch brought back so many memories, his voice thick enough that it kept ripping through everything Sheba had done. Thread by thread Ming unraveled the web that tormented Trisha. Still... There is an obvious disappointment in his tone and she is half surprised that he doesn't just leave her here as a punishment.

"The choice is yours Master. If the choice truly belongs to me. Then I would choose the fine, tender skin of my neck. If I am to wear a permanent mark, then it should be a permanent collar.... Master."

She said it more confidence than she honestly expected, consider how on end her nerves were right then. Then again, Ming's touch always had a way of comforting those nerves. His next question however caused her heart to race, pounding so hard that she feared it would explode from her chest any second. In truth, she wasn't in the right mind for pain today, Sheba Kaw loved watching her dance under the vine whips though.

"The more painful it is Master... The better.. For I deserve a painful punishment.. Master."

It was a half hearted truth. The one half fearing and knowing how much pain she is truly capable of enduring. While other half knew that she needed to prove herself and the strength of her loyalty to Ming still remains. True, her thoughts were still hazy and the time spent Sheba Kaw still had a strong grasp on her. Yet, Ming is the lost puzzle piece to all her questions from before, the faceless man from her dreams.

 

[cgraven]

Ming could see his little thief’s distress, and he could also see in the clear blue depths of her stunning eyes her sense of guilt for her betrayal of him. He heard the determination in her sweet angelic voice.

"The choice is yours Master. If the choice truly belongs to me. Then I would choose the fine, tender skin of my neck. If I am to wear a permanent mark, then it should be a permanent collar.... Master."

Ming’s face was an unreadable mask set in stone as Trisha Lockwood continued,

"The more painful it is Master... The better.. For I deserve a painful punishment.. Master."

The sorrow and regret in the young blue eyed concubine was unmistakable as his aloofness.

“Yes Miss Lockwood you do deserve to be punished, to suffer the pain that your betrayal caused me!”

There was a reason that the demon lord was known as Ming the Merciless. He cared little if Trisha had been drugged and seduced by Sheba Kaw and his garden. He knew that Trish had embraced the pleasure and pain that Kaw had offered her.

“No Miss Lockwood not your slender neck, it would mare your flawless skin and that would displease me.”

Ming ran a single finger nail across that sensitive little hollow where Trisha’s hip and thigh met, if the girl desired pain then this would be what she desired as there was no real muscle to help deaden the pain he would inflict on her, until she screamed in the ecstasy of her pain and would cum for him as never before.

“ No here Miss Lockwood! Where your next lover will know that you are mine and that it was I who took your virginity.”
Ming’s finger nail scratched in the design of his subdual into Trisha’s creamy ivory skin. His nail was every bit as searing as the white hot branding iron would have been. Next Ming laid a small leather roll on Trisha Lockwood’s quivering abdomen. He slowly unrolled, he took his time, letting his little thief anticipate what he would do next to her. That leather contained several serpent sharp needles, a small mallet, and two containers, one of indigo, and the other of scarlet. Ming dipped a needle into the indigo ink, he placed the point of the needle to the design he had scratched into her warm soft flesh. He struck the head needle with his little mallet, and unimagined pain shot Trisha as nothing before had.

The heel of Ming’s hand rested on the bond young beauty, hooded clit. Each time he struck the needle, the heel of his hand massaged and tormented the young beauty’s sensitive and needy little clit. Trisha Lockwood’s punishment had just begun.

 

[katalynn]

Trisha knew enough to know she honestly had no say in where she wore his mark. He could have stuck it on her forehead as a beaming target and she would have no say. She was mildly thankful that he picked a fairly secluded spot for it though, yet when he spoke of having a next 'lover', Trisha was confused. There were no plans for having this lover and even then, she didn't consider anyone as a true lover. That confusion was stolen from her though when the searing pain of his nail traced over her skin.

The pain so severe that she couldn't scream, her voice and breath was held in her throat as she jerked initially. It took great strength for her to hold still and eventually her breath caught up to in her sharp gasps. The pain had blurred her vision so she didn't see the needles right away, though felt some weight being put on her belly. There was no escaping the pain lingering from his nail, so when the needle made it's first bite, Trisha choked on the sounds that escaped from her.

For the better part of things, Trisha held perfectly still and refused to scream out in pain for as long as possible. The tears streamed freely though and her breathing ragged in sharp little gasps. All her focus was on the pain, not wanting to feel the pleasure of his hand, yet it was unavoidable. He mixed the pleasure with pain and forced her need for release as he kept working the needle.

There were a few times where the needle brought out just the right amount of pain, mixing with the pressure of his hand, forcing Trisha to unknowingly squirt her excitement. Her body begged to be taken, wanted to have him take his raging cock and just pound the living day lights out of her. However, she managed to refrain from begging for such things, it wasn't her place to beg for his cock right now. With every bit of effort, she did force herself to focus on the pain alone, despite the twitching and throbbing of her clit.

About half way through the process, Trisha broke as she cried harder than ever, something she hates doing in front of others. No one deserves to her this vulnerable, yet Ming is getting first hand show of how vulnerable she has become for him. She started rambling off everything that has happened since she left him. Told him that she did wait for him, yet he never returned and she went looking for him. Rambled off how she did try to resist Kaw, how she had told him that another owned her.... Trisha cried everything out for him, giving him all her heart and soul with each prick of the needle.

 

[cgraven]

Such sweet agony, those little whimpers, and gasping, shuttering moans, Ming savored them all. He knew well what Sheba Kaw was capable of, that his little human thief was incapable of resisting his euphoric inducing drugged smoke, a sensual mist that rose from his hookah to encircle Trisha head and then there was his Garden of Earthly Delights that so pleased and tempted Trisha Lockwood’s traitorous young body. Yet Ming still had put her top the test and the little thief came up wanting.

Oh how Trisha fought to keep from crying, from showing what she knew in her heart of hearts that she did in fact betray him, that she did eventually willingly embrace the pleasure and pain that he offered her. Half way through the process, Trisha broke as she cried harder than she had ever done in her young life. In her sorrow, she babbled about how she had really waited for him, that he had not returned for her, and so she had gone looking for him. Even as the words spilled over Trisha’s moist ripe lips and her tears of remorse trickled down her cheeks, Ming granted her both the most incredible pain and unimaginable pleasure.

His mark completed on Trisha Lockwood’s flawless skin. He then turned his attention to Sheba Kaw. Ming’s face was unreadable as he towered over his nearly spent and exhausted little thief.

“Shall we share Miss Lockwood this evening and think are faithless little beauty needs to learn a lesson in loyalty.”

Not only did Ming and Sheba Kaw come for her but Kaw’s Garden stirred with lust for Trisha.

 

[katalynn]

Trisha cried and poured her soul out for the world to hear, despite it only being her two Masters. She still wore Shebas collar and could still feel the connection to him as a Master. Yet she screamed out until she could no longer scream as she came hard from the pain as he finished.

Trisha couldn't see what came at her next as her vision was both blinded by pain and blurred from the tears. Her heart pounded so loudly in her ears that she honestly didn't hear all of which he said next. In fact the only word that did break through is "faithless" and that broke her into more silent sobs. She started to seriously believe that all of this is truly her fault.

Trisha kept silent all except for the soft sobs as she shivered uncontrollably after the rush of everything started to calm down. Her limbs were exhausted from all the straining they went through. Yet, she had a gut wrenching feeling they were not done with her. she tried to remain conscious by keeping her eyes open, though she couldn't tell if they were actually open or closed.

 

[cgraven]

Ming the Merciless enjoyed and reveled in every tortured scream that bubbled from the young human beauty’s lips. Ming smirked as despite Trisha Lockwood screams and sobbing her luscious young body arched in dark passionate pleasure as Ming finished his designed, and his mark of ownership on Trisha’s flawless creamy ivory skin. Nestled in its little hollow where only a lover or a man enjoying Trisha’s sexual charms would see it and know that she was a kept and owned woman. Faithless the accusation Ming could see shattered Trisha, as he toy and manipulated with the young girl’s image of herself, to plant the seed that she had indeed willingly betrayed her Master and that all that had befallen her was his own fault.

The young thief lay there panting and gasping her arms and legs ached from Trisha’s straining against the bounds that held her captive to Ming’s will. Her soft blue eyes shimmered with her tears even as Ming proposed that Sheba Kaw and he share Trisha’s sexual charms, he even invited Kaw’s garden to take its pleasure from Miss Lockwood’s gorgeous supple body. With a snap of his fingers the bounds that held Trisha captive feel away.

“Display Miss Lockwood!”

The note of harsh command in Ming’s voice was unmistakable. He had never spoken so sharply to his sweet thief. No mercy shown in his dark soulless eyes. He circled Trisha, his fingers lightly, sensually, and seductively, trailing over the young girl’s soft flawless skin. Ming knew well what his touch did to the hapless young beauty. He did not need the mind numbing smoke and sexually arousing smoke of Sheba Kaw’s Hookah or the powerful aphrodisiac that he had feed her daily. All that and more was in Ming’s touch, a touch that was impossible to resist. A wave of Ming’s hand and Sheba Kaw’s dropped from Trisha’s slender. Ming wondered if Trisha felt more naked than she had ever been in her young life.

“On your hands and knees Miss Lockwood!”

His voice was dark and sensual it warped round the young beauty’s innocent young mind, it caressed her supple young body, and enkindled a most unholy fire that raced along every aroused nerve of her lithe young body. It lit fire in her that spread a sinful warmth that settled in the bit of her very being.

“Head’s or Tail’s?………….I think tail’s for you Kaw………….I shall take heads!”

Kaw stepped between Trisha Lockwood’s lily white thighs, his hands encircling her trim little waist, the velvet tip of his cock pressed against the young girl’s dark star. Ming lifted his adorable little thief’s chin with a single finger.

“Please me with your sweet mouth and agile young mind Miss Lockwood!”

Miss Trisha Lockwood soon found herself sandwiched between Ming and Sheba Kaw. Kaw rammed into Trisha’s tight little ass as Ming claimed her sweet succulent mouth. Trisha was see-sawed between the two and then Kaw’s garden joined in with the young girl’s seduction, its vines and brambles flogged and caressed Trisha’s mingling pain and pleasure. The three were intent on racking a cascading series of orgasms from the helpless young girl.

 

[katalynn]

Trisha obey without a word and without hesitation as she slipped into the display position. There were no more words for her speak after hearing the sharp tone in his voice. Yet, it was his simple touch that she melted towards and also secretly savored. It was a touch that brought back memories of her time with him before she ran off. However, it all ended too soon when she lowered onto all fours, hearing them talk of how to use her more.

Her throat still sore from all the screaming and crying that when Ming entered it, her throat burned like nothing before. Her cries of pain were muffled when Kaw rammed into her unprepared ass. At first there was nothing but sheer pain from both ends. Soon she writhed and danced to the painful whips of the vines, much like before though, all her focus went straight to the pain. Trisha wasn't done punishing herself for the betrayal and her eyes told Ming as much when she glanced up to meet his gaze.

Eventually the pain did numb itself and her teary eyes rolled shut as she came for her Master. It became impossible to not fall victim to the pleasure of having them both use her. Kaw drove hard and deep into her sore ass, hitting nerves she never knew were there and he stretched her unlike anything his vines or tentacles ever did. Ming made it impossible for her breathe and cry out, which resulted in the world growing dizzy around her by each passing second.

Trisha had no idea how long this went on, nor how long they forced the orgasms from her. What she did know is that she savored every painful climax her Master allowed her to have and gave Ming as much passion as she could muster. Trisha would never know if he truly forgave her not and she never begged for the forgiveness either. All that mattered is that he took her back, whatever his reasons were, it did ease her fragile mine knowing that he hadn't forgotten about her.

 

[cgraven]

There was something dark, something so tempting so sensually seductive of the young beauty was used both by Ming and Sheba Kaw used her. To Ming Trisha was his little thief, his innocent gift from Mr. De Salles. For Sheba Kaw she was Kitty, his naughty little kitten. Trisha’s soft blue eyes fluttered closed as the forbidden and sinful pleasure swept her away as Trisha came for these demons lords that had both claimed her, as she came for them as never before in her young life. Very soon the young human beauty was lost in a world of lust, pain, and pleasure till time lost all meaning for her.

Trisha Lockwood would never know how long they used her she did not know at times both Ming and Kaw would share her taking Trisha both at the same time. At other times it was Sheba Kaw his many hands and tentacles trilling and tormenting her. At other times it was Ming’s touch, his voice as he ripped such damning pleasure from Trisha. Then at time neither Ming nor Sheba Kaw used her but left Kaw’s garden of Earthy Delights took its pleasure from Trisha by granting her unimagined pleasure and soul searing pain. All this Ming allowed proving that Merciless was not just a title but an interracial part of his nature.

Trisha lay prostrate at both Ming’s and Kaw’s feet her gorgeous young body bathed in sweat form rigors of the way they had used her. Still the garden caressed the spent young beauty as it continued to arouse the exhausted girl. A snap of his fingers and the garden’s veins, brambles and blooms slinked away from her. With the tip of his toe Ming rolled Trisha on to her back as he drank in her chaste beauty. He bent down and whispered.

“Who are you Miss Lockwood?”

Those questions once more.

“Why were you born Miss Lockwood?”

Again they echoed in her mind and seared her young innocent soul. And then the final question.

“What will you deny me?”

Ming held out a new collar to the chastised young beauty, hers to accept or reject, two roads, and two Masters that lay before her.

 

[katalynn]

Pain became pleasure, then pleasure became pain once more. It rolled through in a never ending cycle, never knowing who or what took their turn on using her. A few times she passed out only to wake with the sound of her screaming an earth shattering orgasm. Eventually it all became nothing but sheer pain, the orgasms were painful, the light caressing and kisses were painful. Every nerve throughout her body was spent and screamed at the slightest touch. She couldn't even cry out when Ming rolled her over with his toe. She was on the verge of blacking out completely when his voice once more demanded her attention.

“Who are you Miss Lockwood?”

"Whatever you wish me to be Master."

“Why were you born Miss Lockwood?”

"Born to serve you Master."

“What will you deny me?”

"I deny you nothing Master."

Trisha could barely speak and her answers were mere whispers, although she answered without hesitation nor any falter. When he held the collar out to her, all she truly saw the glinting off the silver through her blurry vision, barely having the strength to reach up and take it. Though once she had in her hands, realizing that it was a new collar, she held it close to her chest and curled up with it. Naturally she did want to put it on, yet she couldn't focus on that right now as she closed her eyes to finally pass out. Although she held onto that collar as if it is her world and even being unconscious, she had a death grip on it, refusing to let it go.

 

[cgraven]

What pathetic little thing Trisha Lockwood was, her voice a passion and pained chocked whisper as she answered his haunting and demanding questions once more.

“Who are you Miss Lockwood?”

"Whatever you wish me to be Master."

“Why were you born Miss Lockwood?”

"Born to serve you Master."

“What will you deny me?”

"I deny you nothing Master."

“You have told me this before Miss Lockwood and then you faithlessly betrayed me as you gave your body and soul to Sheba Kaw.”

His voice did not have the bitter note of accusation, it was warm, tempting and seductive at it caressed Trisha spent and exhausted young body clucking her new collar to her breast as if it was her life line, anchor to keep her from drifting away into a dark world; that in her young soul she knew that she could never return from once she took that step, as if was her reason for being.

Ming and Kaw enjoyed the sweet nectar of the garden as they used Trisha Lockwood’s spent and exhausted young body as if she were nothing more to them as a piece of furnisher. When her eyes did finally fluttered open once more Ming coldly commanded. “Put on your collar Miss Lockwood and follow me.”

Ming knew that the young blue eyed beauty must be hungry, exhausted from the ordeals and sexual demands that the two demon Lords had demanded of her gorgeous supple body. Her choices were clear rise and follow Ming or remain with Sheba Kaw as his drugged sex slave.

 

[katalynn]

Trisha didn't know how long she had slept, when she woke though, every muscle in her body hurt. She glanced at her throbbing skin to notice all the redness the vines had caused when whipping her. The red streaks seem to cover her from the neck down, surprisingly, none of them were broken or bleeding. Painfully she got up and obeyed Ming while keeping her eyes lowered, watching where his feet walked.

Again, time had no meaning in this place and she had no idea how long its been since she left his chambers. There were times when she did miss Sheba, even thought about asking permission to see him. However, the time she spent with Ming was far more important as she had to regain his trust. He kept calling her by her name instead of the pet name he once had for her before Sheba Kaw entered her life. More often that not, that lone killed her at times, yet she learned to accept it.

Ming did take great care of her though, replenished her with nourishment that Sheba Kaw didn't provide. Bathed her and kept her groomed from the neck down, all of which Trisha enjoyed and learned to trust his sharp razor. However, he didn't always pamper her, after all, she isn't some princess, she is nothing more than his slave. Which he used every night, some nights were rougher and all about his pleasure. Where others were more for her.

So much time had time by and she woke up to an empty bed, the only thing in the room is a tray of food with some wine and an outfit he wished for her to wear. It surprised her to find that it was white with the finest silk and lace instead of his normal black leather. The hair piece was a simple lacy clip that had strings of diamonds trailing through it, making it appear as rain within her long auburn hair. There was a hint of concern as to what this could mean, yet, a tiny spec of hope that he has finally forgiven her, perhaps even start calling her kitten again.

That hope didn't get to high though, especially when she noticed a door opening and female scream filled the air.

Trisha feared the worst.... That she is getting replaced and he will sell her off... Then she glanced down at his mark, shaking her head thinking if he was going to do that, he wouldn't have marked her. Would have already sold her off by now. That didn't explain why there were other females in his home though. Eventually she got dressed in the corset outfit, slipping into the white heels he had provided, mainly so she wouldn't ruin the white stockings.

Carefully Trisha slipped out the door, for the first time since returning from Sheba Kaw, this entire time she has been afraid to leave his chambers. Yet, like always her curiosity got the best of her and if she is being replaced, she wanted to see what this competition was like. Trisha wasn't afraid of getting lost this time as she learned the basic halls leading to his dungeon. That is where the screams were coming from.

Her heart raced as she approached the door, peeking in through the crack to see no sign of Ming. Only the slender dark haired girl, stretched on the X with a mechanical toy pumping into her depths. Ming hasn't used that particular toy on Trisha as he likes to simply tease her with his toys. In fact he only pleasures her with his cock and nothing else. Something Trisha took pride in.

Slowly Trisha walked in the dungeon, jealousy started to consume her as she noticed how beautiful this woman really is. Watching how she writhed and came all over the fake cock ramming into her. For a moment, Trisha wondered if she looked this beautiful to Ming when she came. Or if he found this one to be more beautiful. She was so enthralled with this woman, that without thinking twice about it, Trisha reached out and lightly trailed her nails down the center of her torso.

Finding an odd sense of enjoyment by the females reaction, the cold glare that she gave Trisha was almost amusing. Watching her scream into another orgasm though aroused Trisha in ways she couldn't begin to explain. Again, Trisha trailed her nails over the female, this time hard enough to leave a light redness that followed her nails.

 

[cgraven]

Ming’s face was set in stone unreadable as Trisha Lockwood had awoken from her restless, haunted sleep. His voice was not the warm caress that Trisha had become use to, but cold, almost unfeeling, as he commanded her to place the collar around her slender neck. There was a finality in the CLICK as the clasp to her collar closed. Ming had carefully chosen the young thief’s attire The virginal white to remind Trisha what he had taken from her, what she had begged him to take, a constant reminder of her fall from grace, as she had become his obedient blue eyed concubine. It was also a constant reminder of her betrayal and that she would have to work very hard to regain his trust. That task would be ever harder than the young beauty thought as Ming could see the longing for what Sheba Kaw and is garden could offer her.

Trish had demurely lowered her eyes and rose with a fluid grace as she followed Ming from The Garden of Earthly Delights. She followed him back to the room, and slowly worked hard to regain his trust. Slowly Ming once more began to feed her from his fingers, to let her drink from his palm, and to once more groomed, and to shave her Venus Mons. Again Trisha nights were filled with unbelievable pleasure and soul searing pain. All was returning to the way it had been when she awoke alone, heard the screams of a woman from Ming’s play room. Like a naughty little kitten, following her curiosity, Trisha followed those delicious screams. The young thief peeked into the play room, to see a gorgeous young beauty bound to the cross “X” of Andrew a mechanical lover pounding into the young girl’s abused pussy as she screamed out her ecstasy and shame.

Carroll Wingate hung limply from the “X” cross panting and gasping for breath as she saw a stunning young beauty coming towards her she moaned as she tried to form words, the tip of her little pink tongue moistened her lips.

My name is Carroll Wingate, I attend St Mary’s High School, I was kidnapped, Help me please!

Carroll watched as the stunning young beauty came to her. Her young soul soared at the thought of being freed. That hope was dashed as Trisha Lockwood ran her nails down across the girl’s quivering abdomen. Carroll gasp did something to this gorgeous chestnut haired beauty. If there was one thing that Trisha had learned at Ming’s knee was that her relished her screams of pain. Once more Trisha raked her nails down across Carroll Wingate abdomen, her nails leaving there marks on the girl’s flawless alabaster skin.

Carroll Wingate saw a burning coldness in this young beauty’s Azure blue eyes, a look that chilled her soul. Again Carroll screamed as her mechanical lover began once more to pound into her until Miss Wingate screamed out her unwanted pleasure once more, as her tireless mechanical lover ripped a cascading series of orgasms from her supple young body. Again Carroll hung limply from her bounds. The tip of that sensual little pink moistened her lips again. Lips that now shimmered, lip that was so plump and seductive, as if they were begging to be kissed.