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Ho Tu of the House of Rafe, Head Keeper:

OOC: I would like writer's to assume the roles of the staff of Rafe's House so if you'd be interested please PM me and let me know. We also need other residents for the city of Zarf. All of the various trades, various slaves, Free Women also. After all it's ‘fun' to capture, enslave and train a Free Woman you know. *lil grin*

IC:

Ho Tu watched as Master Rafe accepted delivery of his newest barbarian slave. One of those from that Urth place. He watched and smiled as he saw her defiance and shook his head when she was taught the error of her ways quickly and efficently.

Once Rafe has led her off to his quarters, I decide it's time to go to the Exotic's quarters for today is the day dejah-vu is to be given her dance test. If the passes then she'll move onto another part of her training. However, should she fail the test then she'll be punished, placed back in confinement so she can contemplate her failure and begin dance training again.

Each slave is given two chances to pass the various tests. If both are failed they're sold at a discount and the deficiency noted on their slave papers as the reason for the discount. Of course this means that they could be sold into less than desirable circumstances. Perhaps a field slave on a farm, a pot girl in an inn or a common kitchen slave in a better residence. None wish this so all strive mightily to pass that second test.

The exception is with the Exotics. They have been specially bred. They have physical attributes that other slave's don't possess. It's what they've been bred for naturally. Those special attributes is what makes them exotic.

Master Rafe doesn't have any with deformities or the like. Master Rafe's are special in that they have particular attributes as red silk or passion slaves, or perhaps are white silk and never even seen or heard of men. Things like that are the Exotics Rafe raises and trains for use or sale.

As I've been thinking I've walked to the kennels and find dejah in her cage. She'd been there, untouched and unable to touch herself for two weeks in preparation for this test. Her state of arousal would be great and should assist in her dance testing.

The door is opened. My hand reaches inside and grips her hair. Using it I lead her outside, crawling on her knees and whimpering. The whimpers as much in need as from crawling on the stone floor without the assistance of her hands.

"Heel slave," I say quietly. Her head moves to my hip, my hand still in her hair, and I lead her to the area where she'll be tested. Upon arrival I pull downward sharply and she immediately kneels in the posture of a pleasure slave. Back erect, head back but eyes lowered respectfully, legs widely parted to display her shaven pussy lips and the small tuft of trimmed hair at their apex, arms are crossed behind her back and her shoulders are drawn back to push out her breast and display them well to all caring to look.

"When the musicians arrive you may begin slave. I will be your sole judge. Dance to and for me slave and pray I find you acceptable. If I don't know that your punishment will be harsh indeed' however, if I do then you will not only pass this test you will also be used and perhaps permitted to release your need, just perhaps."

At my words she shuddered as she whispered very quietly, "Yes Master. As you command Master." then knelt quietly until the musicians were in place. I sat on a low couch and sipped watered wine as I waited. . . and watched her intently.

(To the readers... you've read the description of the dance above, as have I. *BS*)

I watched as she danced. I was entranced by her erotic and sensual movements and the obvious need she projected as she danced. Her breasts hardened as did her nipples in her need. Her pussy lips became wet and shined in the light coming through the high windows of the large room. Her quiet little moans and whimpers all signaled how badly she craved the use of a Master, how desperately she wanted and needed to release her slave passions and lust.

Her dance moved me as a slaves dance needs to always move and arouse a Master. I looked down at her as she "panting from the dance her body writhed in need though held in position at it's end the moments of silence were torture.. had the dance been good enough to please him. exposing her naked sex as pert breast rose and fell with heated breaths.. those eyes like watery pools shone in the light of the room... flicker of the velvet warm appendage of her tongue drawing salaciously over her satin tiers.. showing its slithering length so deviously tempting as slowly she drew rolling onto her bara... splayed of gold locks trickled over heated flesh in curtaining obscurity of every delicious facet... her eyes roamed over the nearly empty room"(spelling corrections mine*s*).

I watched her as she lay there on her belly her breasts flatten as she lay on them, her ankles crossed and wrists crossed behind her back awaiting binding should she have failed her test. Her golden hair was spread over her nakedness hiding and revealing at the same time in a very erotic manner.

"You've pleased me slave. Crawl to me on your belly like a snake would crawl. Come to be and beg for what it is that you need, no crave to the depths of your slave's being.
"Come to me now slave. A Master waits and that's not a good thing now is it?" I asked, the smile evident in my voice, at the question for we both knew the only acceptable reply.
 
dejah:

She heard his command, the words engrained within her memory. Ringing loudly through her ears heightened more by her need and desire. Slender arms slowly slithered up her frame. The press of nails against the ground gave pitious scratch. She bellied across the floor, tresses of wheat gold splayed against flesh. Her hips rocked back and forth in the motion. The soft curve of her pert ass seen tensing and flexing in the alternating draws forward. She moved upon the ground slinking lowly in her wanton passion. Those eyes now smouldered pools burned behind golden tipped lashes.

Approaching his boots her cheek brushed the floor faint whimper held the hollow of her throat. Part of lips as salicious placement of kisses fell to the ground. Drawing upward upon the curved toe of his boot. Voice held that desired whimper. Laden in the husk of need.

"Please Master... this humble slut prays that my dance was enticing to your eyes. I beg my use of you please Master!"
 
Ho Tu:

"On your back slave, head way from me. Spread your legs as widely as you're able. Use your hands on yourself and show me how deeply you need my use.
"Arouse me further slave as you play with yourself for my amusment and hope it's sufficient to cause your use.
"Begin now. Let me see just what a slutty little slave you really are for a Master."
 
dejah:

She moaned softly with the words lips parting delicate invite. The trail of my tongue left the cerise surfaces glistening. Fingers pressing against the ground gave flex though the tappered digits. She twisted onto her side, lissom frame withered. Turning to her back, the delicate small uplifted. Roll of hips undulated as silken thighs drew widely apart. Feeling the friction of hips bones agianst her pelvic bone she shuddered. Gaze turned away from him. Though she longed to look upon his body. That gaze hungered, lids slowly fell over her eyes. Lashes collide with one another in cage of those passion swirled eyes.

Her hands slithered down trekking across heated flesh. Pressure of the heels of her palms against her pevlis, the slight weight seered against muscles. Long fingers extended outward, running the tappered tips across that trimmed tuff of hair. Raking through the sensitve golden locks causing shudder of hips. My chest rose and fell with gasps upon the air. Teeth scraped against that lower lip softly with moan. Nails scratched lightly against the flesh hidden by the wisps of hair. Slow crane brought into her neck as I shuddered.

Fingers delved further drawing upon the soft puffy folds. The satin flesh already sleek with desire. Tongue snaked out along lips as her muscles shivered the desire ebbing through her body. Fingers gave pressure pushing the folds of my sex apart. Exposing that engorged little pearl of pleasure glistening watonly. The silken flesh shaved clean of hair a delight against heated fingers. Running then down the vein of my lips parting them with delicate pushes. Another moan raped forth from lips as back arched shoulders pressed to the ground.

My fingers began slow delectiable roll against that passionate little bud. Teasing my clit mercilessly drawing the torments to burn hoter. Those moans turned to whimpers of deep seeted desire. Eyes closing tight, brush of lashes against delicate high cheek bones. Nostrils flared drawing in precious breath, though pulling in the musked scent of my desire.
 
Ho Tu:

I sit watching you as you pleasure yourself. . . and slowly undress myself. As your eyes close I move silently until I'm kneeling facing your head and face. I move slowly, silently forward until you can smell what you so desperately crave. Your nostrils fill the the scent of a Master's maleness.

Your eyes slowly, languidly open to see the shaft of my cock and my dangling balls. The head is out of your sight unless you move your head so it must be near your mouth.

I kneel silently watching your hands and looking from where they are playing up your body to your face as I wait.
 
Myla

Myla's curvaceous form jerks with the sudden ramming entrance into the sweet folds of her sodden sex. She pants trying to replace the air he just forced out of her lungs with his swift thrust. His strength mindboggling as the sound of his body slapping against her aching ass rings into the air. Crying aloud, able to feel the spongy head of his thick meat pushing at her cervix, the tender muscle bruising at the hard drive up inside of her.

Sooooo deepppp... Never having felt a man this far within her body. She is almost unsure she can move without hurting herself. Hands grabbing the furs still, her body rumbling with shivers as she tries to steady herself for the onslaught of his fucking.

Just as quickly as he pulls her to him, he drives her away and back, repeating the process over and over. Her head bouncing, her voluptous form splayed out before him. Sloppy wet cunt squeaking with squishing noises as he fills her up like never before. The tapping of his sack against her clit, driving her insane with need once again. She is continually amazed at his ability to take her to these heights of passion, though she doesn't understand how. How someone so entirely cruel, yet able to be so tender, could fuck her like this, so painful, so pleasureable and make her crave for this treatment?!

Myla was confused, but those thoughts quickly vanished as her pussy beared down upon his cock. Her inner muscles taking ahold of his solid cock, with all her given strength Myla squeeezessssssss using the velvet walls to crush his cock, to milk that organ of its creamy juices, wanting him to explode within her. She releases only to tighten them again. She continues as he yells at her, grinding into the fuck slit of her body, using it as he please, stretching and claiming the little slave slut before him.
 
dejah:

Low moans of encompassing desire filter past the delicate lines of my throat. Slowly those deepened dark pools of azure opened. Taking in the veins that pepper the surface of his cock. Salavating already for more as slowly heat turned. Drawing closer as I peer down the narrow line of my nose to the head of your cock. Pools of heated breath seem to swirl about the flesh of your cock. Twist of lips in devious smile as they part slowly. That warm velvety tongue seeks passage between lips to flick out against the flesh.

My fingers still working against the hard nubbin of my clit. Narrow hips uplifted from the floor aching in desire for more. Burning with the heat of pent of passion. Fingers seeking to push against the velvety entrance to my sex. Feeling the reflexive shiver of walls clamping already in their moistness to the invading tip of finger. Eyes closing the soft moan vibrated along your cock. As slowly lips wrapped about the head. Tongue flicked forth lapping greedily at the very tip of your cock. Encompassing the girth within my lips. Cheeks suction inward giving light to the suckling.
 
Rafe:

Over and over I drive my cock into your swampy, steaming cunt. Your juices splash onto your thighs and my legs every time I force my way past your squeezing muscles with a grunt that's followed by a deep moan of pleasure when I grind on your cervix and you grip me again.

My hands reach forward and grip you by your armpits. You're pulled back as I sit on my heels. Now once again you're upright and leaning against my sweat slick chest. My hands drop to your hips and grip tightly then begin to move you up and down on my cock. My hips drive up each time I pull you down onto my impaling, stretching cock.
 
Ho Tu:

"MMmmmm OOooo yesss slave. Lick and suck. Show Master your talent as I enjoy these for my pleasure."

My hands close on your breasts. They are kneaded, squeezed, tugged on and gently twisted to the near the point of pain before it begins alll over again.

My hips begin to move. My cock begins to fuck your mouth, your slave's face as it will soon fuck one of your other openings, or perhaps both of them, if you're lucky and worthy of course.
 
dejah:

Warm lips wrapped about your cock tongue slithering following the veins on the under side. The muscles of my throat relaxing as I feel the rocking of hips. Drawing to feed hungrily upon the cock in my mouth. Bathing it with lavished attentions. One hand uplifted drawn angle at elbow. Those long slender fingers splayed uplifted to cup against his balls. Slowly the tappered digits began kneading the flesh manipulating the fluids within.

Back arched to the inviting touch of fingers lifting the soft mounds of breast to your hands. Nipples peaked sweet dusken berries upon the bronzed hued flesh. The lull of shoulder back deepend the arch. Pulling the line of her back from the floor and caress of my har. Fingers worked feaverantly over her swollen clit. Pinching that sensitive nub between finger and thumb. The pressure increased as those slickened digits ground together. I moaned hotly about your cock.

Tongue flicking torment tracing along the flesh. Pouring forth in its sheer length to tickle down the ridges. Those blue eyes flashed her burning desire. Heart pounding a tumult beat within my chest. Drawing on the air senses filled only with the scents of Your body and my own desire
 
Ho Tu:

I move until I can straddle your arched body. Slowly I lower myself as I moan and sigh at your ministrations. The feel of the suction, your tongue feels so arousing, so wonderful on my cock.

Now I'm in position and as I move fucking your mouth again I press your nipples to either side of my cock's shaft so it's wet surface slides back and forth on those pebble hard nipples and the crinkled areolae surrounging them. Your breast flesh is dented as I push them harder to my fucking cock and again I moan at what I'm watching and feeling.

"Soon slave. Soon it will be other places that feel my cock. Is that what you wish slave? If so swallow my cock head."
 
dejah:

I groaned out softly the sound held about his cock. The shift of motion drawing further my toruter. Feeling him straddle against that sun tanned flesh. The tease of his cock agaisnt soft breast. Ridge of heightened nipples caressed the veiny suface. You balls cradled within the valley of breasts. Tongue pushed out running against the base of your cock. As it drew back flicking across the veins with temptation. The muscles of my throat seen contracting then relaxed. I then lifted to swallow against your cock. The pressure exquisite against the engourged flesh.

My hips rising and falling to press to those tempting fingers. Soft moans echoed reviberating to flesh. Body moved a luid dance that was allowed from the straddle. Moisture coating over those teasing fingers. Pulling apart the inviting lips of my sex almost trying to coax the unseen.
 
Myla

Myla feels her body weakening under his, everything seeming to hit her at once. The pain of her earlier pinishment, the rawness of her pussy as he continues to blaze a path within her, her bruised cervix pulsing wih soreness as he rams his silky length into her. Her mind murky with so much emotion, not knowing where or what or who anymore. The answers to those questions long forgotten as she collaspses into the role of just another hole to be used.

ahhhhhhhhhhh....fuckkkkk...

Myla screams as his fingertips dig into her underarms. Pulling her back, she welcomes the change of positions gratefully. Leaning back against his sweaty chest, her breasts jumping as he moves her up and down upon his rod. Her cunt slides easily, no end to her wetness as it slickens his throbbing cock. Her juices dribble from her hole down to the tight sack of his balls.

ohhh..ohh..OHHHHHHhhhhhhhh....

She screams with each drop. So large within the confines of her pussy, stretching her walls with each plunge. Myla has no clue how she can stand this fucking. His relentless conquering of her body brings her closer and closer to that moment again. Her body tingling from the tips of her toes to the root of her hair. Her clit pointing directly forth, pulsing visibly as she writhes on his organ. The little pearl wet, red with the passion racing throughout Myla's body.

MASTERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR..............
 
Ho Tu:

The incredible feel of your throat stretched by my cock and then your swallowing stroking it is the signal I'd asked for.

Without pause my cock leaves your mouth and moves from between your breasts. I slide off you and onto my back pulling you with me. My hands fill with your taut ass cheeks and pull you onto the hard cock that's slick from your saliva so it stretches your cunt open and moves into it.

My hands then push you upward so your full weight forces me into you deeper and deeper until I've reached your depths and your cervix rests on the head of my cock.

My hands return to your breasts, your nipples. Both are pinched and rolled and tugged as I say hoarsely, "Fuck Master slave. Fuck me with your hot, wet and tight cunt."
 
Rafe:

"Fight to hold it slave. Do it and I promise you more than you ever felt before. Hold it for Master. It is my wish, my command to my slave."

You're lifted and as I pull you back down onto me my hips rise to drive into you again. . . and again. . . and again. . . and again over and over.

Once the rhythm of your being fucked is again set I let go of your hips and fill my hands with your bouncing and dancing breasts. They are squeezed, kneaded, the nipples are pinched and rolled and tugged on all in time to my cock sliding in and out of your stretched and filled cunt.
 
dejah:

Body twisted and manipulated, flesh palibale heated against your body. Drawn atop those legs coiled off either side of your outer thighs. The deep part pulled tension ot muscles. Finally that deep throated moan heard cleaerly again with my want. Feeling your cock slide into the warm slaven depths of my body. The walls crashing down in earnest caressing the invading member. Back arched offering the hardened peaks of breast to the twisting torments. Tip of head back sent a waterfall of gold to shower down. Hands pressed turn of nails embedding agianst your chest with the white little cresents.

Hips rise and fall slow torutred rhythm. The grind down feeling the depths of your cock. Pressing those senstive satined walls plucking forth the heated want of climax already. More or less from it being denied for so long. Tongue passed over lips as I rode his cock. Muscles clenched and milked as the motions built to faster pace. Pert breasts bounding upon my rib cage held stilled by his grasp of hands. Gruntled moans and gasps fell forth issued the arrival of my simmered passion. The point where turning back would cause me to scream.

Surging forth with vigor as hips rose and fell fury of movment. Added slow undulated roll grinding the bones of my pelvis against his own. Nails plagued torment scratching lightly in my frenzy
 
Ho Tu:

"Yesssssss, fuck like a slut, fuck like a slave, fuck me slave. Move you hips and squeeze your cunt on my cock.
"If you wish to feel more beg me for it. Beg me and ask for what you'd wish to feel and tell Master where you want to feel it slave." I say in a very hoarsely and gutteral voice the lust evident as my thumbs and fingers pinch your so hard and sensitive nipples and twist them side to side. Your movements suppling the stretching to them both as you obey.
 
dejah:

I gasped out, hot flesh soft and palibable under his fingers. Moving sinuiously along your cock with the grasping molten walls of my pussy. Every fiber of muscle screamed tension delighting in the attentions allowed. Slow fall back of my head spilled those wheat gold locks down lapping against the curve of my bouncing ass. Nipples swollen with desire as my voice sounded carnal, only those inate instincts taking over.

"please Master!!! allow this slave to cum. Fuck me like the beast I am!!!"

The walls of my cunt grasping down in that built up passion. The pent up desire as I panted for each breath. Labored into heat swollen lungs. Flesh drawing faint sheen of sweat. Still that feavernt pace kept up and down along the shaft of You cock. Muscles would clench on the up draw and relsease on the down. Allowing you to delved into the very core of my body burning like molten lava.
 
Ho Tu:

"Then on your knees slave. Spread your cheeks and beg me to fill your last hole. Beg me to fuck your ass as I play with your breasts and nipples and your cunt.
"Now slave. Quickly I am waiting."
 
Re: Ho Tu:

dejah:

Pantingly I uplifted from his cock hearing the words like silken pleasure to ears. Thighs trembling ebbing the muscles to reactions of laten desires. I shifted off his side pressing the crest of her knees to the heated floor. Body arched delectiable vision the silken folds of her pouty lips visable. Thighs achingtly parted wide the muscles rebounded beneath flesh. Hands reached back to press upon the pert flesh of my ass. Then parting the golden hued cheeks to show the delictiable little puckered star. I shuddered with though muscles working with anticipation. The ends of that wheat hued mane teasing the top swell of ass cheeks.

Breaths pulled in hotly as I awaited your claim of that hot slave flesh. The command of all the pleasurable entrances this night. My voice came complacent lusted plea

"Please Master... take this slut. Use me for your desires, to feed on your release!"
 
Myla

Fight to hold it slave. Do it and I promise you more than you ever felt before. Hold it for Master. It is my wish, my command to my slave."

His words filling her mind as they flood her ears. Her body not accustomed to this type of pleasure, being pushed to the limit as he continues to pump himself into her. She shakes uncontrollably, trying desperately to hold back, to obey his commands. Lifting up and dropping down, her breasts bouncing heavily with each movement. Harder and harder. Growling as they begin to hurt with each plop. Her hands reach to grab them, but his beats hers.Her strength dwindling rapidly as his hands capture her breasts. Nipples thickened, swollen into puffy caps. His pinches and twisting sending electrifying pulses from the tugged tips to her clit.

OHHhhh..gawddddddd...i can'ttttttttttt....

Myla screams. Her words becoming incoherent, her body moving, lost within the motions of his kneading, her bouncing. Leaving nothing left for her to do but explode.
 
Ho Tu:

"Yessssss," my wet cock head presses to your puckered opening and I stop moving. "Now slave fill your ass with Master's cock as I watch.

A hand reaches around you to pinch your clit nice and tightly and roll it between them as I watch my cock pressing against your ass and smoothing out the puckers into smooth stretched skin.
 
Rafe:

My hands move from your breasts to your back and shove. You're pushed to the furs as my cock is ripped from your depths.

My hand reaches for the goad and my thumb rests on the switch. It's pressed to your cunt, into your cunt.

"You will or you will suffer slave," I growl. "You may Never cum without permission without great pain slave. NOW HOLD IT!"
 
dejah:

I gasped out feeling the pressure of the curved head draw to the tiny puckered opening. Then push further within muscles relaxing on instinct. Lips parted with pitched moan as your fingers found the bud of my clit. Tormenting that engorged little pearl under thumb and forfinger. Hips rocked back to press to your cock. Feeling the engorged circumference draw that hole to puckered hold to delicious 'O" shape.

Her thighs trembled in the need to climax as I pushed back down. Feeling his hips cradle against her flanks, the warmth of my ass hungrily devoured you cock. Head tipped back spilling waves of my mane to dance agaisnt naked flesh. Writhering in need.

"please Master!!! allow this slave to cum!!" The tone pitious and depserate
 
Ho Tu:

"No slave. Not until Master has or commands otherwise. Disobey and I'll flog your pussy until you can't scream any more.
"Now, while you fight to hold back, fuck me with your ass slave. Fuck Master's cock with your tightest hole."

My other hand reaches around to capture a nipple to pinch and roll as I'm doing to your clit. Nice hard pinches and rolling both side to side with occasional tugs on both.
 
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