The best present.

[Wolk]

As he played with her clit, curious, Al noticed how strongly her body responded to it. He kept going, wanting to see what will come out of it. And, wow, what DID come out of his manipulations!

She shivered extatically, moans dropping off her lips as she obviously had trouble controling herself. He had time to wonder for a moment if she was coming, if that's what a girl's orgasm looked like. Suddenly, his thoughts were interruped and his own mouth opened in a quiet extatic moan, his eyes wide open in surprise.

Her pussy went wild all around him, gripping his cock, stimulating it like he could never even dream of before. Lost in intense pleasure, he neither could nor wanted to hold his orgasm, letting himself explode under her pussy's extatic convulsions.

"Oh, fuck, yes! YES! YES! YES!!!" He cried out, filling her cunt up with his sperm for the second time that night. Maybe remnants of his first orgasm took up all the room within her, or maybe it was because she was sitting up over him, but some of his seed streamed out of her hole, dribbling down his slick shaft and settling tangled in his pubic hair. His fingers kept going hard on her clit, while the other hand roughly groped one breast and his mouth assaulted another from time to time.

Spent, he stopped moving, just breathing deeply, as did she.

"Wow! What the fuck was that?" He finally breathed out. She must have been too winded, or too embarrased, to answer. "Whatever it is, we've got to do it often!" He proclaimed, helping her slide off his deflating dick.

Taking her by the hair, he urged her head to his cock again. Not too hard, but enough to show her 'no' was not an option. "Lick clean, babe." He said, delighted that his time her tongue started working on him almost instantly. He softly stroked her hair while she licked the sex mess off his pelvis.

"You've been a great girl so far, Amber. I'm happy with you." He smiled encouragingly.

"So, Amber," he said lazily, leaning back in the bed, "are you still thinking about escaping?" He paused a moment then shook his head. "Nah, don't answer. You'll probably just lie anyway. Look, you can try if you want to. The door is unlocked, and I'm not going to lift a finger to stop you. Hey, no, you finish licking first!" He firmly planted her confused head back into his crotch. "Mind you, there are three dozen skilled guards in the mansion itself, about five, maybe ten, times as many within the hard perimiter fence and the gardens. Then there is the hard fortification barrier around Chavez Town - several square miles populated by loyal friends of my father's, also heavily guarded. And, if you get out of there, there is the county's land for about fifty miles in each direction where my father's forces act as local police. If he puts you up for search as a fugitive criminal, every peasant will turn you in rather than risking to be punished for harboring you when Senor Chavez is looking." By then Amber had finished licking him and listened, gazing into his face.

"So, yeah, give it a shot if you like." He shrugged his shoulders. "Of course, you will be severely punished if you're caught, but the door is there and it's open." He said, hoping to finally get the situation through to her mind one way or another. If she decided not to run, he'd know he finally made her resigned to her fate. If she ran, he knew she'd be caught and brought back within a minute - at the manned checkpoint covering the only enterance to his wing - that ought to kick the silly thoughts out of her cute little head too.

 

[Alerdene]

Never had she felt like this before, her mind and body flying high above her as she moved on him without even thinking. Realizing at some point that he was screaming and exploding inside her again, it only served to keep her own muscles clenching at him for even longer as his fingers and mouth assaulted her once again.

Collapsing against him, her heart pounding in her chest, she was too weak to answer him, nor did she know how to explain anyway when he asked what had happened. She wasn't really surprised when his hand tangled in her hair again, firmly forcing her face to his now extremely damp and messy crotch. She didn't hesitate when he commanded her to lick and she began to suck and clean him, making sure to get every remnant of what had just happened.

He mentioned escaping and she didn't answer, but it appeared he didn't want an answer anyway as he continued saying she would just lie anyway. When he mentioned the door being unlocked however, her head came up with a bit of interest but was quickly forced down again to continue his tongue bath.

She listened carefully as he spoke, making careful note of everything he said. When she was satisfied he was cleaned, she cautiously lifted her head to look at him, relaxing when he didn't immediately force her face back to him.

So, yeah, give it a shot if you like. Of course, you will be severely punished if you're caught, but the door is there and it's open.

Her breath still coming in short pants, her body still tingling, red marks marring her fair skin where his fingers had dug in were visible. She looked towards the door again and then back to his face. He had that indifferent look in place again and she bit her lip. He'd hurt her before, but would he do it again? Now? After what they had both shared? She wasn't sure, he wasn't like the other men she'd known, she had a hard time getting a good read on his expressions. Her mind raced as she ran over the options, she knew he was right about the peasants not helping her, but if she could only get to town... she might be able to slip under his net and be gone before it was tightened.

She stood slowly, waiting for him to yank her down by the hair and laugh at her, but he merely let the silken tresses slip from his fingers, his face not changing as she pushed the skirt and blouse down as best she could. She realized he had no intention of uncuffing her, which made her chances even slimmer, but she'd never forgive herself if she didn't try... she wasn't a slave... she wasn't. Trying to forget the feelings his hands and body had just caused in her, she raised her hands to her face and brushed away the tears that were threatening to spill down her face.

Shaking her head as she backed away from him, her voice was barely above a whisper as she spoke once,

I... I'm sorry Senor Alejandro, but... but I am not a slave...

She spun and ran for the door, yanking it open and pulling it shut behind her, sure she would hear his curses as he came after her. But she heard nothing. Which scared her even more. He was so unconcerned about it that he didn't even need move from his bed. She took a step away from the door, looking down the long hall in both directions, unsure which way was even out. Tears spilled down her cheeks then, tears of frustration, rage, embarrassment, and most of all, confusion about what she was hesitating for.

She glanced down at her heaving chest and remembered his mouth on her, his hands on her skin, the fire under them everywhere he touched her. She looked towards the closed door she had just come through and took a step back towards it... perhaps if she went back of her own will, he would accept her apology. Her hand began to reach for the knob, her brain screaming at her once again when suddenly a loud screech reached her ears. She whirled around to see the old woman who had bathed her pointing and yelling at her. Shaking her head, she pleaded with the woman,

Noooo, Senora, no, please... It was a mistake, look, I'm going back in...

Her hands reached for the door again but the damage was done. A man ran around a corner, reacting to the woman's scream, his gun drawn and pointed right at her as he barked something at her, something her brain refused to comprehend. Her hands came away from the door, a low howl, a cornered animal sound, coming from her lips as she held her cuffed hands in front of her to show the man she wasn't a threat as she backed up against the door, already trembling and wishing she'd never stepped outside it.

 

[Wolk]

He watched with interest, though his face didn't show it, as she straigtened her clothes and turned to speak to him.

I... I'm sorry Senor Alejandro, but... but I am not a slave...

Hearing that, he smirked silently. The crazy thing is actually going to try it even though she knows the odds. He shook his head in disbelief watching her run out and slam the door behind her.

"Well, best of luck." Alejandro softly said through his smiling lips but the door was already closed and the woman couldn't hear it.

He stood up from the bed, and put his clothes back on. He knew he'd have to go resque her when she gets caught and it was best to be presentable. In the meantime, he sat back on the couch and waited, wagering with himself about how long she'd last.

"Hm, sooner than I expected even." He smiled, hearing a scream outside the door. He walked over, opening the door and looking outside. She got caught by the very door, now cuddled up like a fetus trying to shield her gentle body from the terrible outside world her silly mind got it into.

"It's alright this time." He said calmly. "I put her outside the door so she can't see where I hide the little ball. It's a game."

"But Senor I must take her to Senor Chavez if she tries to escape. Those are his orders."

"She wasn't trying to escape, Aldo." Alejandro said convincingly. It must have been amazing to watch from the side as the power of this eighteen year old's voice suppressed the big mature tough-looking guard. "I ordered her to be here. So go, you're not taking my little plaything away on my birthday." He smiled and the guard's face lit up with the smile of his own. He saluted, wished Al happy birthday and walked back to do his rounds.

In the meantime Al held the door open for Amber to get her terrified and shaking body back into the safety of the pink room. Still outside, he took the shocker out of his hand and gave it to the old woman to take back where it belonged. Somehow, he thought he wouldn't need it in the near future.

Walking back into the room, he fetched the handcuffs key and freed her arms. Sitting back on the couch he looked at her until she lifted her tear-filled eyes to meet his.

"So how did it work out?" He asked, more to remind her and drive the point home than expecting an answer. "You acted silly, and you acted disrespectfully. You proclaim you are not a slave, you try to escape." He shook his head, pausing to let her feel the weight of her misdeeds. "For this I should really take you down to the dungeon where special machies will cause you pain compared to which that pitiful little shocker is a soft lover's caress. But I will give you a chance to avoid that, if you can show me that you've really smartened up and learned your lesson."

He leaned back on the couch again, looking at her awaitingly.

 

[Alerdene]

The man with the gun came closer, barking at her the gun never wavering away from her head. Her eyes closed, not wanting to see it any longer, and she felt, rather then saw the door behind her open.

She'd never been so glad to see anyone in her entire life as she was at that exact moment, gratitude filling her eyes as he appeared, mentioning something about a game. The fear was soon back however as the guard insisted on taking her to Senor Chavez and a protest arose on her lips again. It never left however as she watched with more then a little interest as Alejandro informed the guard that he was not taking her away. She even managed not to flinch when he called her a plaything, merely keeping her eyes downcast and apologetic looking.

She saw the guard walking off and glanced up to see Alejandro looking at her expectantly as he held the door open for her. When he entered again a moment later, she was rather surprised when he came to her and unfastened the cuffs from her wrists before collapsing on the couch and looking at her with a smug grin.

She rubbed her wrists and stood there fidgeting for a moment before she finally and almost unwillingly raised her gaze to meet his, afraid of what she would see there.

So how did it work out?

She actually physically flinched at his comment, her eyes not leaving his as he continued.

You acted silly, and you acted disrespectfully. You proclaim you are not a slave, you try to escape. For this I should really take you down to the dungeon where special machies will cause you pain compared to which that pitiful little shocker is a soft lover's caress. But I will give you a chance to avoid that, if you can show me that you've really smartened up and learned your lesson.

Her mouth opened slightly in shock at the mention of a dungeon and machines and pain worse then the shocker device. She began wondering if perhaps she wasn't better off taking her chances with the guards. But she knew better. If she ran again, he wasn't likely to back her up again, and she'd not likely get much farther then this time, even if she actually tried.

She bowed her head as he looked at her expectantly and she tried to think of something to say, anything at all that would lessen his anger and disappointment. She knew he was waiting however and didn't want to give him a reason to drag her off to whatever dungeon he'd spoken of a moment ago.

Having no idea what to say to him, she did the only thing she could think of to show him that she realized she wasn't going anywhere. Ever. Unless he let her. She lifted her gaze back to meet him, her lips trembling still even as her body attempted to be still. Lifting a foot, she reached down as she balanced on the other foot and untied the lace around her calf, letting the sandal slip off to the floor. Switching feet, she repeated the process, still staring at him, her eyes fearful.

Pushing the sandals out of the way with her feet, she took a deep breath and drew the white blouse over her head, ignoring the pinkness slowly working it's way down her neck and over her breasts as she did so. Dropping the blouse on top of the sandals, she held her breath this time and hooked her fingers into the tight waist of the skirt, wriggling out of it and dropping it with the other things.

She stood there naked before him, hands behind her back so as not to obstruct his view. Giving him a moment to look her over, she took a step closer to the couch and dropped to her knees without even thinking about it. Her lips went to his foot and she gently placed a kiss on the top of each one, remembering how he'd had her do that earlier. Lifting her head, she looked up at him again, her hands going behind her back again, pushing her chest forward for his viewing, her voice still trembling and almost stumbling over the words as she spoke them,

Please Senor... please forgive me for my disobedience. It was foolish and stupid and I am truely sorry.

Her voice got even softer as she struggled to say the next words,

Please Sir, tell your present... your... slave what you would like her to do. I promise that I will not try to run again.

 

[Wolk]

Al waited patiently as the woman before him stood her head bowed, thinking. Let her think. Perhaps something smart will come out. Then she lifted her eyes at him and reached down to untie her sandals. His brow raised curious what she was going to do. Soon the second sandal followed, leaving her shoeless on the floor, which, thankfully, was covered by a luxurious pinkish carpet. She took a deep breath and removed her blouse, then her skirt, letting him eye her body wholly, not trying to cover up - on the contrary moving her hands behind her back and thrusting her ample breasts proudly for him.

As she kneeled and softly kissed his feet again, this time freely and eagerly, Al's face lit up with a brief small smile. Perhaps she was getting smarter after all.

Please Senor... please forgive me for my disobedience. It was foolish and stupid and I am truely sorry. Please Sir, tell your present... your... slave what you would like her to do. I promise that I will not try to run again.

Hearing her out, he had an undecided expression on his face. Her rubbed his chin, thinking, keeping the girl in horrifying suspence as to his reaction. His hand took a nipple of her eagerly thrust out chest between the fingers and lifted it, pulling the breast up by it, then letting it go. Her tit bounced nicely, settling into its normal place.

"Impressive." He finally spoke out. "Either you are getting smart, or we have an Oscar-worthy performance here." He smirked. "Mind you if it is the latter, you are fooling nobody but yourself, my plaything. One way or another you life will be unbearable unless you learn to take joy and pride in making me happy. I will forgive you for now, but the dungeon will still be there if you disappoint me in the future."

He took her chin into his hand, tilting her head a little and forcing her to look into his eyes. "As for your service, my dear, it is not a question of what you do that you need to master. You will do everything I want you to, one way or another. It is the question of how. If you want to make me happy, you must be enthusiastic about pleasing me, you must want to do everything in your power to make me happy. You will learn that too, I hope. And the sooner you do, the easier your life will be."

He tilted his head slightly to make his eyes level with hers. "You think you're up for it?" He nodded watching her face. "OK, then, start by giving me a simple blowjob. Put you mind into it and show me how eager you are to please."

He released her head and sat back on the couch, his legs spread, his slave kneeling between them. His member was hard already from her submissive show, poking against the fabric of his pants.

 

[Alerdene]

He stared at her for what seemed eternity, rubbing his chin and at one point reaching out and tugging her nipple outward and up before releasing it as he watched her carefully.

She began breathing again as he spoke finally, giving her the forgiveness she sought, though the vague reference to the dungeon was there again as a reminder of what was waiting should she fail again.

His hand came to her and she forced herself to hold still and not resist as he tilted her head up, forcing her to look into his eyes as he continued speaking. She nodded slowly to let him know she fully understood what he meant, there was no room for confusion now, not after her foolishness.

OK, then, start by giving me a simple blowjob. Put you mind into it and show me how eager you are to please.

He let her go and leaned back and she offered him a small smile as her eyes traveled over him, lingering on the bulge in his white pants. She scooted forward until she was nearly pressing against him, still on her knees, her newly freed hands grasping his calves and slowly working their way up to his thighs.

Her hands went to his waist and began unbuttoning his pants as she nuzzled his leg, her cheek against the hardness there as she murmured softly, unsure if he could hear her or not,

Thank you Senor, I will not disappoint you again.

Her fingers nervously undid the last button and she lifted her head as he helped her a tiny bit by raising his hips so she could slide the pants down his finely muscled legs. Once the pants were discarded next to her, her hands began massaging his thighs as her lips began a slow, leisurely trail up his inner thigh. She kept her hands busy, wanting him to realize how much better it was with her hands free, in hopes that he wouldn't tie her again right away.

Her teeth nipped gently at his thigh before she finally turned her face to face his turgid shaft which was twitching as her breath turned on it. One hand stayed on his thighs, the other coming up to cup his sac as her mouth closed around the crown of him, sucking him slowly inside her wet mouth, taking about half of him the first time.

Her tongue was busy as well, swirling around and around him, teasing him as she slid him in and out. Her movements were instinctive, she'd no idea what he liked or didn't, what felt good or didn't and had to rely on his movements or noises as she proceeded. She reminded herself not to be timid or shy, she wanted him happy. Sliding him in and out, every few thrusts she took a bit more of him into her mouth, trying not to gag as he filled her more and more each time, coming close to the back of her throat.

Her eyes closed as she played with him, her hands squeezing and kneading his balls gently, occasionally running up his chest to trail and trace light paths there before returning down to help her pull even more of him into her throat. She finally managed to reach the base of him, though she could barely breathe and there was no way she could force him in and out like that, not yet at least. But she tried, sucking gently as she let her mouth do the work he wanted, occasionally having to pull back to take a deep breath. Her tongue toyed with him, slipping into the slit on the head of him and tasting the pearly drops that formed there.

It wasn't long before she realized she was actually enjoying the taste and feel of him in her mouth. His hands had come to her head at some point and the firm guidance he offered her came as a comfort, not something to fight. She doubled her efforts then, wanting to feel him squirm and thrash because of her, her tongue moving even faster as she began sliding him in and out even faster, the only noises she made an occasional sucking and slurping sound as she fought to take all of him each time.

 

[Wolk]

He noted with satisfaction how her hands eagerly went after his belt almost the moment he finished formulating his request. She really did seem eager to please, to do everything her sexy naked body could to bring him happiness. That realization alone made him feel great, exciting Alejandro beyond belief.

Her seductive hands, her soft attentive mouth, working so eagerly on his member did the rest of the magic and soon he was moaning in pleasure.

"Oh. Ummm, yes. Amber, my lovely toy, that feels divine. Oh, yes!"

She was so enthusiastic, fondling his balls, taking him deep, deeper than she actually could, eager to do anything, to push her little body to the limit for his pleasure.

"Ah, that's a good girl, now." He smiled, putting his hands onto her head to softly guide her at the pace he most enjoyed. He moaned even louder, his hands softly guiding her mouth while his hips gently bucked, helping drive his member in and out of her warm, wet, eagerly pleasing cavity.

He turned her head slightly, doing a "toothbrush" - rubbing his cock against the inside of her cheek as far as it would go. Then switching to do the same to her other cheek. It looked and felt great, but gave her little chance to participate actively and he soon went back to the old way.

Little by little her impressive attention was pushing him closer to his third orgasm of the night. Feeling it coming, he pulled her wonderful mouth off his cock. "I'm going to cum soon, my little pleaser. I want you to be a good little girl and drink it all. But if you miss some, don't worry. Just scoop it up and lick it clean."

Smiling, he urged her head back onto his cock, feeling her redouble her efforts there, knowing how close he was. Soon Al felt the wave coming and made no attempt to stop it.

"Aaaah. Ah, yes! Yeah. Ah, that's it, oh, my sweet little cocksucker, Amber, drink it all in." His hands tightly grasped her hair involunatrily as he came, but didn't force her onto him further than she was, as stream after stream of his hot white lava unloaded into her mouth.

"Oooh, yes, my babe, that's great."

His hands finally let go of her hair, as he watched her diligently lick him clean and scoop up his cum just like he said. Her beautiful green eyes lifted at him finally, and he saw no resistence in them, as there was before, only passion, love and desire to please. The smile on her face was very telling at the pride she took in what she just did, making him moan and quiver in orgasm like he did.

He smiled, giving her a playful peck on the nose. "There's my playgirl. You did well and I hope you keep it up." He put his well-sucked member back into his pants, lifting them up from the floor and zipping up.

"I'm going to go back to the guests for a while," he said standing up. "After all, it's my birthday. And you get aquainted here in the meantime. This is your room now, after all. Over there is a bathroom. Here is a drawer that must be full of various dresses, I wager." He paused, winking. "Hey, maybe you can find some erotic underwear in there! If you move that gobelen, you will find a media center, I believe." He walked over, moving the cloth himself, uncovering a big flat screen TV and a whole media center of smaller electronic devices. The large tower by it contained literally a mountain of CDs and movie DVDs. "There are some movies if you get bored. Hey, look, some kinky ones too."

"Yeah, anyway, if you need anything else, call Rosada, that old woman you've met. And I will be back in an hour full of fresh desire for you to play with." He smiled. "Maybe you could have some surprise waiting for me..." He trailed off, winking and smiling.

Then he simply stood up and walked out, leaving the door unlocked. He knew she wasn't going anywhere now. She was all his now. The realization made him smile broadly as he walked to entertain the guests, now a full-blown man.

 

[Alerdene]

His words and noises only drove her harder, wanting to hear him happy, liking the way her name sounded coming from his lips. She felt him tense and his shaft swelled slightly in her mouth just as he pulled her from him for a moment.

She listened as he spoke, determined not to let a single droplet escape her if that's what he wanted. She was not however, ready for the torrent that soon exploded in her mouth, and try as she might to swallow the spurting fluid, it soon overflowed and began to spill from the corners of her mouth as she swallowed frantically. She kept moving on him until he gave a great sight and the liquid stopped coming from him, giving her a chance to breath as his hands relaxed on her head. Immediately she began to scoop up the thick ropy liquid that was slowly running down her chin and began to lick her fingers clean, making sure to get every droplet she could find.

Her eyes finally went to his, somewhat tentatively at first, but a large smile broke her face for the first time that day as she saw he was pleased with her.

She watched as he dressed quickly and spoke as he walked towards the door, nodding her understanding, her face a bit surprised at the realization this was her room. When the door closed behind him, she looked around, her mouth open with awe. This room was bigger then her brother's entire apartment. She'd assumed she'd be forced to stay in the tiny room she'd woken in earlier that day and couldn't believe her good fortune. Good fortune that is, provided she didn't screw it up somehow. With that thought in mind, she didn't even glance at the unlocked door, realizing finally that there was simply no point. She had nowhere to go.

Her first few moments of alone time were spent cleaning up the mess she'd made earlier. She knelt there, naked, near the door, picking up slivers of the vase she'd smashed earlier. Piling them all together and going to retrieve a towel to sop up the water that had soaked the rug. At one point a sliver of the vase slipped into her finger and she cursed softly, quickly putting the finger into her mouth to keep from bleeding on the carpet. Satisfied with her clean up work, she went into the bathroom and smiled as she looked around.

She had no time for a bath, but a shower would do wonders and she turned the water on as hot as she could stand it. Stepping in, she washed quickly and began to wash her hair, taking more time with it then anything. Finally stepping from the scalding water, her skin pink again, but for a different reason this time, she wrapped a towel around her hair and began wandering the room, looking around carefully, finally ending up at the dresser that he mentioned might have clothes.

Pulling open the drawers, she was pleasantly surprised to find an assortment of sundresses and shorts, most a bit shorter and skimpier then she was used to, but that would work if she was made to go out in public. The top drawer however, is what she lingered over, her fingers tracing the delicate laces and silks carefully, as if she were afraid she would damage them. Finally choosing one that made her cheeks go crimson, she pulled it carefully on. It was a black corset type affair and a combination of silk and lace, the lace in the right places for her rosy nipples and curly red hair to be seen as a tease. She pulled on the barely there lace g-string that did nothing to cover her and smiles slightly as she pulled the towel off her hair and looked in the mirror, barely recognizing the girl who stood there.

Going to the tv cabinet, she picked a dvd that had a picture of a woman sucking a man and she turned it on, hoping to gain some insight into what might please him when he came back. She put it in and turned it on before going and sitting on the soft bed and leaning against the pillow as she combed her fingers through her hair. Leaning back she watched part of the dvd with interest, watching some of the curious positions they used and blushing slightly when at one point the man took one of the girls over his knee and began spanking her. She hit the forward button and skimmed over that part, not wanting to see anything that reminded her of punishment. She stopped it soon and began watching again, though her eyes began to get heavy, the stress of the day and new use of her body getting to her. The dvd continued playing as she fell into a light sleep on top of the bed, laying on her side, her legs curled up slightly.

 

[Wolk]

Bestowing his much sought attention onto the other guests turned into more of an annoying chore than an enjoyable activity for Alejandro. Any other time, yes, he would take pleasure in being with his friends. That day, however, he had a source of much greater pleasure - no, of extasy - waiting for him. But as a gracious host, he did brave the hour he had planned, though as soon as its last second fell through the glass of time, he hastily excused himself.

Treading softly on the floor, he made his way into the pink room of pleasure. It was dark, the tropical sun having set quickly in the time he has been gone, but the TV provided some soft light, enabling him to see. He softly walked towards the bed where Amber's gorgeous body was cuddled up so attractively.

The heart skipped several beats and his breathing stopped when he saw how that sexy corset hugged her perfect body. His cock instantly got rock hard, his body wanting nothing more than to take her right there as she laid, to wake her up with his cock sliding into her little pussy. He didn't, however, biting his fist lightly to keep his instincts in check. She was tired, obviously, if she fell asleep watching a porn flick and he decided to give her a good rest, unable to bring himself to disturb such a peaceful sleep.

Gently, he put a thin blanket over her breathtaking body and ran a hand over her hair softly. "Sweet dreams." He whispered, treading softly out of the room.

He tried to sleep, but nobody ever canceled the fact that he was still incredibly horny. Throwing here and there on his bed, he toyed with the idea of going back to wake up Amber after all, even though it must have been way past midnight already. He tossed it out, however, figuring that he didn't just lay here restless for hours for nothing. If he didn't wake her up then, he wouldn't wake her up now. He promised her rest - even only to himself - so he must keep his word.

Still unable to sleep he went down to the dungeon, seeking to explore it a bit more now. He skipped over various torture devices, figuring they wouldn't be needed now that she turned into such a good obedient girl. The not so painful toys, however, caught his attention for a lot longer. Half of them, he did not even know the names of, but managed to figure out what they were for. He picked several small items he liked, putting them into a plain bag for later. By then, his tired eyes began closing and Al went back to his bedroom, quickly finding sleep this time.

He woke up late, but happy, sporting a massive erection that he couldn't make go down no matter what he tried. Giving up, he just put his pants over it, skipping the restraining underwear that he had no chance of fitting comfortably over his massive pole. Having finished the morning rituals of bathing, weight exercising, brushing and the like, he took the bag of toys and went directly to the pink room, a broad smile on his face. He opened the door and walked in, smiling.

"Good morning, Amber! My sweet little toy, I am back to play with you."

 

[Alerdene]

She woke when it was dark, sitting up and nearly screaming when she didn't recognize the room she was in. She clutched the thin blanket to her chest and then looked at it rather oddly. Where had that come from? Frantic now, she looked around and realized she must have fallen asleep before he got back. Oh Lords what if he was upset with her... she got up and ran to the door, throwing it open before her senses came to her and she shut it quickly and quietly again. She had no intention of being caught outside her room, as she was sure it would be considered another escape attempt. Walking back to the bed, chewing on her lower lip in worry she perched on the edge and sat there a long moment. Finally realizing there was nothing she could do until he came to her again, she slipped the tight corset off and lay back down on the bed in just the sheer panties, pulling the blanket back up over her, falling asleep almost instantly.

When she woke again, the sun was on the verge of peeking over the horizon and she sat up and stretched, smiling slightly as she looked around the room again. Maybe being a slave wouldn't be so bad... if all he wanted was sex... she'd seen easy enough the afternoon before how pleasurable that could be. She got out of bed and walked around the room, enjoying the way her toes sank into the plush carpet. Having no idea what was expected of her she decided to take a bath. Pinning her hair up on her head, she filled the large tub with warm water and soaked in it until the water began to chill. Finally climbing from the tub, she walked into the main room and noticed the sun was up now and she stood at the window admiring the view until she heard the door open.

Spinning with a smile on her face, she clutched her towel even closer to her as she saw it was the woman from yesterday, Rosada he had said. She smiled again tentatively at the woman and said good morning, but merely received a nod and smile in return as the woman set a covered tray on the stand near the door. She waited until the door shut to go and bring the tray to the bed, sitting on the middle with her legs crossed like a little girl as she uncovered it. Fresh fruit, warm rolls with butter and an assortment of breakfast meat were there along with fresh juice. Smiling she picked up a roll and walked over to the dresser nibbling on it and wondering what sort of attire she was expected to have on when he came.

Finishing the roll she began looking through the clothes again and decided for now she would stick with the lingerie. She chose a similar style to the evening before, but one that had black lace and a deep maroon colored silk. She slipped the sheer panties on, setting the corset aside for the moment, and went back to the bed. Sitting and eating a fair amount of fruit and another roll before she set the tray aside on the table, taking a glass of juice into the bathroom with her. She finished the juice as she looked at herself in the mirror, combing her hair and then shaking it wildly, giggling at the effect as it fell haphazardly around her shoulders. Her eyes fell on a toothbrush still in the wrapper and she opened it, figuring it wouldn't be there if it weren't alright to use it. When she was done with her teeth, she chose a light gloss for her lips and then she headed out of the bathroom, the corset in her hand to put on when she gave a startled yelp as she saw him walking in, her hands instinctively pulling the lace garment in front of her to cover herself.

 

[Wolk]

Alejandro heard the bathroom door open. Turning to see what it was he saw Amber in all her beautiful topless glory. A look of slight confusion crossed his face when she yelped and covered up upon seeing him.

"Are you not happy to see me?" He said. He then realized what it was she covered herself with and a kinky smile lit his lips. "Ooh, a corset! Were you going to put it on for me? That's my girl! Please do, I'll look away."

He turned his back to her, setting the bag with toys down and grabbing himself some fresh fruit from the plentiful pile Rosada must have brought earlier, remembering he had yet to eat. No matter, food took a back seat to sex in his mind.

"Ready yet?" He turned around just as she finished fixing up the last laces tightly. Delighted, he watched her move her hands away to give him a perfect view, then spin around, her gorgeous red hair flying and shininig like a flame.

"Wow... Gorgeous!" He said, feasting his eyes on her.

Forgetting the fruit, he walked at her, stopping right next to her breathtaking body. His hands came to her waist, and moved around, caressing her forms through the tight soft silk. His lips found hers and went for a hot deep kiss, as his moans of joy flew into her mouth. His hands slid down her back below the corset to fondle her ass before coming back up to squeeze and play with her tits through the sexy lace.

"Ah, this is too sexy!" He groaned. "See how hot and aroused you are making me, Amber?" He took her right hand and guided it between his legs where the thick hot log was threatening to tear its way out of his pants.

"Oooh, yes!" He whispered into her ear feeling her hand on his cock. "I want to fuck you, my sexy thing! I want to fuck you hard right now!"

In a hurry he struggled to hook her panties to pull them down, taking a while filled with groans before the sole piece of her attire that prevented him access to her inviting snatch ended up on the floor. His pants were a lot easier, and being so used to undoing them, he quickly stepped out of them, kicking off his shoes while he was at it.

He pushed her onto the bed, groaning again at the arousing sight of her body wrapped in the tight sexy corset. Then he climbed onto the bed with her. His hand slid down between her legs, feeling with satisfaction as she spread them slightly welcoming it in. She felt wet already.

"Amber, my babe, you're all wet and ready for me? I like that!" He smiled, moving his body between her legs and aiming his eager cock into her love canal. He leaned forward and as his lips touched hers, thrust into her. His moan of pleasure mixed with hers as they joined. He kept still for a few long seconds, feeling her pussy adjust to having him in, then started moving. Quickly, his pace became very rapid, but steady, as he fucked all those piles of passion that built up since last evening into her, giving it to her hot, slick cunt. His passion, apparently, excited her too. Her moans loud and frequent attested to that.

"Yeah, babe, I love it when you moan like that!" He groaned. "Let your passion loose. Tell me everything you're feeling!" His engorged member kept sliding with its full length in and out of her, as he went on and on, showing no sign he was about to finish.

 

[Alerdene]

Are you not happy to see me?

He frowned slightly and she lowered the corset managing a smile even as her heart pounded wildly.

No. I mean yes! Yes, I am happy, you just startled me, I did not hear the door open is all...

He turned his back to her and picked up a piece of fruit and she had no choice but to comply, slipping the corset on and beginning to lace it up tightly, managing to almost finish before he spun around, his eyes lighting up. She moved her hands almost shyly, though he'd seen all of her already. The dark colors of the lingerie highlighted her light skin and the swells of her breasts pushed high accentuating her narrow waist before it curved out into her hips again.

She gasped against his mouth as he pulled her close, his hands immediately going down to squeeze her ass before traveling to press into the revealing swells of flesh that were pressing against his flesh. She whimpered as his hands grazed the sensitive nipples and her hand was lowered to his amazingly ready shaft. She rubbed him gently, nearly purring into his mouth as his hands continued kneading her breasts firmly.

It only took a moment however before he was trying to work her panties down her legs, moaning against her tongue as it toyed with his. Finally stepping out of them and kicking them aside, she almost smiled at the urgency his own pants and shoes came off with as his rock hard cock sprang into view, her eyes taking in the beautiful sight. And she had wanted to run from that yesterday? Silly girl.

She giggled as he pushed her quickly onto the bed and lay down with her, his hand reaching between her legs, which she spread for him automatically, blushing slightly when she realized he would feel how aroused he'd made her already, and blushing even more when he commented on it.

His lips came against hers and she welcomed them, letting out a huge groan of pleasure as he entered her in one long thrust, his shaft splitting her sex and pushing into the very center of her being. He hesitated a moment, long enough for her to try and adjust to his size before he began plunging into her, whimpers and gasps escaping her lips at the feeling each time.

Yeah, babe, I love it when you moan like that! Let your passion loose. Tell me everything you're feeling!

She wasn't quite sure if he meant verbally or merely the noises that came naturally, but not wanting to disappoint him, her hand tangled in his hair as they kissed and she finally pulled her head sideways to press against his ear, whispering things to him, things she couldn't have said outloud most likely without falling to a quivering heap of redness.

Her legs spread even wider as he pounded into her, finally wrapping around his waist as her hips began to rise to meet him thrust for thrust, the sensations he was causing in her tight walls unbelievable.

Ohh Gods yes, please Alejandro, you feel so good inside me, so big, unnnggggghhhh, mmmmmmmm yes baby, you know what I want..

Her hands traveled down his back, one squeezing his ass as his cock pistoned into her soaking pussy, the other digging into his shoulder tightly as she felt herself about to began falling. Her back arched up incredibly high as her entire body let loose with another explosive orgasm, her muscles clenching at him wildly again, making him feel impossibly large within her as she tightened around him, flooding him with her slick juices as she cried the obvious out,

Ohhh Gods, I'm cummmmmmming....

 

[Wolk]

Her felt her hands wrap passionately in his hair, caressing it, as her mouth whispered obscenities into his ear that made his cock want to drill her even deeper, although it was not humanely possible. He loved the way her hands, her legs, her whole body wrapped around, pulling him in, responding to his cock's mad assault, welcoming it, craving it, wanting him to cry in extasy and spurt his balls' heaving load.

Ohh Gods yes, please Alejandro, you feel so good inside me, so big, unnnggggghhhh, mmmmmmmm yes baby, you know what I want..

He couldn't help but grin, even as the grimace of passion already had his face.

"Oooh, yes, Amber, my toy, I know what you want. I know your hungry, uhh, little pussy craves to make me cum." He whispered back, his hands running through her hair, messing it around, ruining the diligent combing as he passionately caressed her fiery head.

Ohhh Gods, I'm cummmmmmming....

What her pussy did around him was beyond words. Its grip like a hungry predator who, having caught his full and hot cock had no intention of releasing its catch until the contents of his heavy balls were its. It felt just like last night, when he rubbed her clit - for he was now sure that was it - accidently setting off her orgasm. Only this time it was better, harder, longer. It felt so incredible, Alejandro thought he was going to cum right then, giving the hungry animal of her pussy what it wanted. Somehow, he did not, lasting through her extatic spasms just barely, feeling that the slightest kinky stimulus would now set off a gigantic explosion.

In the passion of the moment, he suddenly wanted to cum into her eager mouth, just like yesterday, when she finally commited herself to pleasing him properly for the first time. He pulled out and moved up, intent on putting his member into her mouth, and feeding her his sperm. On the way, however, the sensitive underside of his cock was caught by her clit. This unexpected brief but intense rubbing was enough to set him off.

"Aaaaaaaaah!" He beathed out loudly, as the first spurt shot onto her pussy, messing in its soft hair. The next two landed in long strings on her stomach and chest, staining the corset as big wet white gobs decorated the violet cloth. Finally, another mighty string splashed into her face before he finally managed to hastily shove his cock between her slightly parted lips and unload the rest of his flood into her pleasantly sucking mouth.

"Oooph." He laid back to catch his breath next to her once she sucked the last bit of cum out of his cock. "Looks like I made quite a mess..." He chuckled. "By the way, Amber, you look great with my cum on your pretty face." He saw her cheeks turn a deep crimson at his words. "I should give you an exclusive facial sometime." He grinned. "Remind me sometime, my pet."

"By the way," he got up and off the bed lightly, recovered after his orgasm. "I got a few kinky toys for you." Grabbing the bag he came back and sat down on the bed next to her.

"This one is for you to play with. You can practice with it when I'm not around." He said, fishing out a big fake cock that looked almost identical to his real thing in size and shape. It was made out of soft velvety material that felt incredibly pleasant and gentle to touch. "Look it even has a pouch here. I wonder what it's for... oh, look." He fished out a small shining egg-like device with a remote control attached to it. He turned the crank and the device began buzzing in his hand. With a grin, he handed it to the embarrased girl. He took out a bottle of lubricant, not commenting much on it, and finally a strange looking thing. It was a pair of crotchless panties made out of gentle soft leather, but on the inner side of the part that covered the ass there was a big dull stud mounted. It was relatively small - thicker than one finger but thinner than two, and no longer than a finger, too. He handed the pair to Amber who seemed ready to fall through the floor in embarrasment.

"I want you to wear these whenever it's convenient. It will gently stretch your tight little ass and get you used to having a long hard thing there. When you feel completely comfortable in this, we will get you a bigger pair. With such practice it should be realy easy and enjoyable for you to please me with that opening, too."

 

[Alerdene]

She was thrashing underneath him wildly, her bucking hips meeting his for every thrust he could give her. When she'd finally calmed a little and her movements were back within her control, she felt him suddenly start to withdraw and she whimpered, wondering what she'd done. She found out soon enough as he engorged shaft rubbed against her clit and he let out a howl as a great spurt of his cum landed right on her curly red hair, only an instant before another long strand came splashing down onto her belly and corset. The next spurt caught her full in the face and she nearly yelped in surprise but was cut short as he stuffed her mouth full of his twitching cock.

Her mouth wrapped around him as best it could as she swallowed spurt after spurt of his pearly seed, managing to not spill any other then what he'd done on the way to her mouth. When he'd finally stopped squirting into her throat, her tongue began a slow bath, not even stopping to ask, merely assuming that she should clean him off. When she'd licked and suckled him clean, he slid from her mouth and told her how pretty she looked with cum on her face and mentioned something about a facial he'd have to give her.

While her cheeks turned crimson, she busied herself scooping up his juices from her belly and cheeks and licking her fingers clean, wanting him to see how much she liked to taste him. As she finished cleaning herself as much as she could, she started unlacing the intricate laces of the stained corset while she watched him retrieve a bag he had set down earlier. Her fingers stopped their unlacing about halfway done however as he began pulling items from the bag... the corset slipping down just enough to allow one of her breasts to escape, it's nipple puckering as the cool air hit it.

He handed her a fake cock that was pretty much an identical match for him other then the fact that it was not attached to anything. Her hands held it, feeling it's velvety smoothness even as her face turned pink yet again. SUrely he was joking... he didn't want her to use this... but when he pulled out the small egg and it began shaking in his hand she literally just wanted to hide under the covers as he dropped it into her hand. At this point the bag became a dreaded thing and she was scared to look any more, but was somehow unable to drag her eyes away.

He took out a bottle of some sort and merely sat it aside as it was obvious what it was. The next thing though caused her to strain her neck getting a look at it as he turned it over in his hands. From her glance it merely looked like a pair of leather panties which she thought was actually rather cute. Until he spoke again and turned it to face her and she could see the stud mounted inside. It would have been bad enough if he'd expected her to walk around with that fastened inside her pussy, but there was no way, absolutely no way she was putting it in her rear end. Her face paled under her blush when he mentioned an even bigger one and her head shook almost unnoticeably as she took them. It wasn't going to happen. The moment he was gone, they would go in the bottom of the drawer and be forgotten. She'd keep him otherwise entertained so that he would forget he even gave them to her.

Smiling at him, she set them aside and her fingers went back to unlacing the corset. Finally finishing, she slipped it from her body and stood before him nude. Climbing on him and sitting on his lap, her arms going around his neck she leaned over and began to kiss his neck, just under his ear as she leaned against him, her firm breasts pressing against his chest.

Why would I need such silly toys when I will have you, Senor.

 

[Wolk]

Alejandro did not like her reaction to his gifts. She was red with embarrasment, understandably, but he didn't see even a glimpse of delight or gratitude for his thoughts and troubles. Ah, what did he have to do to make this cunning fox truly his.

He watched with seeming indifference as she undid her corset and slid onto his knees, hugging him tightly, her lips nibbling by his ear. As pleasant as her beautiful nude body was, though, he just came and was immune to her feminine magic, if only for the next five minutes.

Why would I need such silly toys when I will have you, Senor. The little red fox tries to weasel out. Alejandro lifted his eyebrow.

"Silly toys? Hmph. I thought you would be delighted to have something to practice on when I'm not here and learn to please me better." He lifted her body off his lap with his strong arms and sat her on the carpet at his feet.

"I thought you would be thankful that I went to the trouble of getting this little toy for your ass rather than taking it right away with my cock. I guess I was mistaken." He looked at her, sternly raising his finger when she tried to speak something to her defence, stuffing the words back down her throat with this simple gesture. "That disappoints me..." He said, reading a troubled expression on her face, and he drove home: "Disappoints me enough to punish you." His eyes followed her as she shifted, opening her mouth again to plead.

"Hush. You know it is true and you know why you are being punished. Take it and learn from it, Amber. I have warned you before, my dear, if you do not set your mind to pleasing me in every way you can, life will be difficult." He dragged it out, knowing that the words, suspense and the fear it caused will be perhaps the biggest part of the punishment. "This time your punishment will be very lenient, naughty girl, but if you don't change your ways this will not be the last one, nor by far the most painful one you will have to take. Now bend over the bed and present you butt to be spanked." He ordered. Seeing that she wasn't immediately complying he added sternly: "Do you intend to make me say it twice?"

She did have some sence in her after all, he saw, as she vigorously shook her head 'no' and quickly laid face down on the bed, her legs hanging down the side and her ass exposed fully. He moved to sit next to it, kneading the firm globes of her buttocks lazily. Then his arm came up and whooshed back down, landing on her ass with a loud ringing slap. She yelped, from the mixture of surprise and pain, probably, but this was by far not the last. His hand kept rising and falling, every slap extracting a yelp or a sob from her as the pain from his hard hand must have been quite a bit less than enjoyable. As her ass grew red and sensitive where his previous hits landed, each subsequent slap became more painful for her, evident from her cries. After two dozen Alejandro ended the torment, standing up and turning away from her red ass as if losing all interest.

"I will give you time to think about what you did now and learn your lessons from it. I will drop by later, slave."

With that he put his pants back on and walked out, leaving her alone with her burning behind. He went to the offices in a separate part of the mantion, diving into work. Running a business was complicated, but running a whole kingdom complete with legal and illegal parts, its army, its secret police and such, like his father did, was at a whole different level of difficulty. Oddly, Alejandro never had problems with it, creating a source of immense pride and hopes for Senor Chavez. He spent a good three hours getting things in order, completely forgetting about everything else, thus making this time fly by. Only when he felt his stomach turn, recalling he hadn't eaten anything since yesterday did he leave it. He instructed one of the maids to have Rosada bring two dinners to the pink room in place of the usual one and headed there.

Opening the door, he came in with the usual indifferent look on his face, sitting on the couch comfortably. He looked silently, waiting for her to speak first.

 

[Alerdene]

She knew she was in trouble when he lifted her off his lap and placed her on the floor at his feet. She didn't even want to look up him and merely pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around herself as he spoke.

I thought you would be thankful that I went to the trouble of getting this little toy for your ass rather than taking it right away with my cock. I guess I was mistaken.

She nearly choked, her eyes flying to him, her mouth opening to argue, but he silenced her with a single gesture as he continued to speak. He mentioned punishment and her eyes widened and she once again started to apologize and try to explain but he was having none of it, telling her to hush while he continued. She swallowed hard, not liking his tone of voice, finding it curious that she was truly upset by disappointing him, though she pushed that thought away and was more nervous as he finally told her to bend over the bed, her ass presented to him.

She sat there, stunned for a moment, thinking he was joking, he wasn't really going to spank her was he?

Do you intend to make me say it twice?

His tone of voice made her want to cry and she jumped up, her eyes pleading with him to let her speak, but the indifferent look remained and she bit her lip as she bent across the bed, her torso and head resting on it while her legs supported her, her bare bottom quivering as she tried not to cry. She felt the bed sink as he sat next to her and his hands began to knead the pliant flesh of her rear end. Perhaps he meant only to scare her she thought.

CRACK

She nearly jumped off the bed in surprise, barely managing to stay put as a yelp escaped her, half in surprise, half in pain as his hand stung her bottom. He didn't stop, nor did he speak, his hand falling with a continuing rhythm. The first few were not so bad, though a yelp somehow escaped her lips after each one, but as his hand began hitting the same spots over and over again, they began to set her bottom on fire and her cries became real, half cries, half sobs as she tried to hold still. At one point she couldn't help it and her hands came down to try to shield herself, but all it took was one growl from him and she yanked them away. His hand kept connecting, her ass by now a bright red as she sobbed into the blanket on the bed, begging him to stop.

He stopped only when he was ready however and by then, she wasn't sure she could even move as her sobbing filled the room. She was dimly aware of him moving away from her, but she didn't look back, couldn't look back, couldn't bear to see the disappointment in his eyes.

I will give you time to think about what you did now and learn your lessons from it. I will drop by later, slave.

She heard the door close as he left and her sobs grew even louder as she lay there, her reddened ass quivering as her entire body shook. She stay there for a long time, finally crawling up onto the bed and curling into a ball as the sobs finally subsided. Her breath was shallow as she thought about what he said and tried to get her head together. She was his slave. No more, no less. She was there to please him, and if he gave her toys to use, then she would get over any embarrassment and promise to use them however he wanted.

Finally setting up and sniffing, she glanced over to the mirror and sighed. Her eyes were swollen, her nose running and she was an absolute mess. As she turned over, a yelp escaped her as her bottom hit the bed, even as soft as it was and she scrambled up and turned so she could see her backside in the mirror. Her eyes widened as she saw the enflamed skin and she was nearly mesmerized by it. Her hand went between her legs and her eyes widened even farther as she felt the amount of wetness there. It must have been from their previous bout before he got angry with her. That was the only explanation.

She walked slowly into the bathroom, her bottom sore and she wasn't quite sure how she was supposed to sit down anywhere as she stood in the mirror, wetting a cloth. She washed her face and combed her hair again, finally going out to look at the toys that caused all the fuss. She lay on her stomach and picked each one up, fidgeting with them, and looking the longest at the leather panties. Biting her lip, she finally stood with them in hand and looked at herself in the mirror. Forcing herself to look at her nude, the toys scattered around her. To see what she was. She wasn't terribly unhappy here so far, other then the burning in her bottom at the moment. But it was hard for her to think of herself merely as someone's plaything.

Forcing a smile as she looked at herself, she made herself pick up the bottle of lubricant that was lying next to the toys. She squirted some out onto her finger and lifted one leg, propping it on the bed. Biting her lip and trying not to think about what her compliance would mean at some point, she slowly pushed the slippery finger into the tight opening of her ass. She gasped at the foreign feeling and tried not to tense up, working the finger in and out slowly a few times. Taking the bottle and putting more lube on the actual stud, she stepped into the leather panties and tried not to think as she pulled them up around her thighs, positioning the stud where it needed to be. Taking a deep breath, she continued pulling them up, forcing the slender stud into her virgin ass, letting out a soft cry as it finally settled in all the way.

She stood there a long moment, trying to adjust to the hardness and fullness she felt from it, trying to imagine his cock there and shaking her head, thinking there was absolutely no way. She finally moved, gasping as it moved within her and she wanted to cry again, but bit her lip hard to keep from doing it. She had no idea how long she left the panties on as she lay on her stomach on the bed, not daring to roll over and put pressure on the stud, not that she wanted her sore bottom touching anything anyway. It wasn't long before the panties themselves began rubbing her red flesh and irritating her and she eventually slid them off carefully, crying out again as the stud popped out, leaving her asshole feeling as sore as the flesh around it.

She had no idea how long until he would come back, if he would come back at all that day. She went in and took a warm shower, cleaning herself carefully for him, wrapping a towel around herself as she came out and paced around, her mind racing with what she could do to apologize. She went to the dresser and picked out a loose, sheer white babydoll type outfit. It had spaghetti straps which settled over her pale skin, her rosy nipples showing through the sheer bra cups, while the rest of the material flowed down loosely, barely covering her reddened cheeks. She left the matching panties off, not wanting anything to touch her and she lay on the bed again, waiting and wondering.

She was on the verge of dozing off when the door opened and she looked up to see him walking in, that look of sheer indifference on his face making her want to cry all over again. She waited until he sat down and stared at her before she rose from the bed and padded silently over to him. She knelt before him, her eyes searching his, looking for a spark of interest, anything other then that look. Seeing nothing, she swallowed hard and placed her hands behind her back, thrusting her chest foward as she sat gingerly back on her heels.

I am sorry Senor. I did not show you the respect you deserve and I am truly sorry.

Thank you for the toys and I promise to use them and learn to please you. It's what I want... to see you smile at me.

I deserved what you did, you are right.

She leaned forward her hands resting lightly on his thighs massaging gently, pleased when he did not push them away. Leaning forward even more, she rested her cheek on his thigh for a moment before pulling back and looking up to his eyes.

Please Senor, tell your... slave what she may do to make it up to you.

 

[Wolk]

Alejandro watched with the usual mask of indifference on his face, as Amber got off the bed to move to him. Sitting down on her ankles and knees like she did, the redhead vixen looked very pleasing. His eyes glanced over her nice breasts, which the sheer material of her lengerie did very little to hide. His eyes softened somewhat, for he did not have as much control over them, though the rest of his face stayed still as if set in stone.

I am sorry Senor. I did not show you the respect you deserve and I am truly sorry. Thank you for the toys and I promise to use them and learn to please you. It's what I want... to see you smile at me. I deserved what you did, you are right. Please Senor, tell your... slave what she may do to make it up to you.

He rubbed his chin, thinking about what she said, or perhaps just dragging time to keep her in the nerveracking suspence, one could never tell. She said all the right things... well, almost. Still, somehow he didn't feel pleased. Her submissiveness had fooled him once already. Like now she swore to understand her position, her purpose, she even craftily acted to please him, but in the end it turned out she was simply giving small concessions to save herself from pain. And so he thought, not pushing her hands or face away as they caressed his thighs, nor approving or encouraging in any way, his face acting as if she simply wasn't there, though his cock did respond to her feminine touch.

"I don't know how I can trust you now, Amber. You lied to me, swearing yesterday that you will be a good girl like I explained to you. Instead I find you weaseling and trying to deny the inevitable. How do you expect me to believe what you are saying now? There is no need to answer." He stood up, pushing her away and walked to the table with fruit to pour himself a glass of juice. Slowly, he drank it, looking at the lucious gardens below out of the window. Only when the large glass was empty did he turn back to look at her, still on the floor where he left her.

"Why did you hesitate to call yourself a slave when you just spoke?" He asked calmly, his eyes piercing her through. "You still don't see yourself as one." It was said as a statement rather than a question. "Well, my dear, from this moment you will refer to yourself only as 'slave' and to me only as 'Master'. Even in your thoughts." He paused. "I would prefer if we kept more informally like we did until now, slave, but if this is what it's going to take to finally get this simple reality into your silly little mind, then so be it."

He walked back to the couch and sat in his former position with her kneeling between his legs.

"Now you will use your mouth to make me cum, then you can spend the rest of the day working on improving your attitude. I'm in no mood for more of you." He opened his pants, taking out his hard cock. "Bring that mouth here." He took her by the hair and helped move her head to his center, feeling her lips envelop his pole and slowly slide down. With his hand he pulled her down harder, working the head up and down his shaft as though it was an exquisit inanimate sex toy, though her agile tongue labored hard to prove it was her head and it was eager to please.

Through all this, his face never changed from its stone look, only looking more concentrated as he approached orgasm and taking on the look that a person has when thinking hard about something very important when he finally came.

Torrents of cum shot into her mouth and the girl did a great job swallowing it all as she looked up, probably hoping for a compliment or even a little smile on his face. She got only a small nod, as he pulled her head off his cock, his face taking on the indifferent expression again. He zipped up his pants and walked out, bumping into Rosada who brought their dinners in the door.

"Rosada, dear, take mine to the blue room, please." He said, the corners of his lips slightly rising as he spoke to the loyal old servant.

With that he walked out leaving her for the rest of the day as he promised. Having eaten, he spent the rest of the day working and pondering if he should talk to someone about Amber. He was no great expert in matters like this - he was, after all, a virgin until last night, for crying out loud! - and the fact that she wasn't immediately eating out of the palm of his hand disappointed him. But he couldn't talk to his father. That man has one solution for problems like this - put her where she fits and get a better one. There was no way he would talk about this with anyone below him on the land's power ladder either and he didn't have any equals, his father being the sole superior. So, he shoved the thought away, content to wait and see what the next day brings. He went to bed early and by late next morning came into the pink room again to see how she was doing.

 

[Alerdene]

She sat there dejectedly as he stood and moved away from her. Not rising, she sat up straight and put her hands back behind her back, listening as he spoke, trying not to shake her head, knowing to argue or try to explain was futile. He was stubborn and would accept nothing of the sort.

Why did you hesitate to call yourself a slave when you just spoke? You still don't see yourself as one.

It wasn't a question directed at her and for that she was glad. She was equally as glad that her eyes were cast down at the carpet rather then up at him so he couldn't see the anger that flashed through them momentarily as her mind lashed out with the answer she'd like to have screamed at him. Because I've lived my entire life for twenty-three years as a free person, doing what I want, when I want. I wake up yesterday morning tied up and suddenly find myself a slave. You expect me to forget the previous twenty-three years in one day?? To understand that I'm now expected to be merely a toy begging for your affection? Hoping and fearing that I don't do the wrong thing thing and have to be punished? Do you think I like seeing that look on your face, the disappointment in your eyes? Because I don't, but to forget my entire life up until yesterday in one day is asking a little much. Those thoughts and more ran through her head in the brief time it took her brain to comprehend what he continued saying.

Well, my dear, from this moment you will refer to yourself only as 'slave' and to me only as 'Master'. Even in your thoughts. I would prefer if we kept more informally like we did until now, slave, but if this is what it's going to take to finally get this simple reality into your silly little mind, then so be it.

Her eyes closed for a moment as she let this sink in, willing herself not to cry again in front of him as he returned and sat down, telling her to make him cum with her mouth. The only words that slipped from her mouth before he forced it over his throbbing cock were,

Yes Master

She sucked him into her mouth, his hand holding her there firmly as she pleasured him, managing a look at his face once or twice and seeing only stone. Swallowing hard around him, she tried to breath and noticing his small buck against her mouth as she had swallowed, she did it again, this time purposely closing her throat muscles around him. She tried to remember the brief part of the DVD she'd watched and tried a few things on him and it didn't take him long at all before he was exploding into her throat. She actually managed to drink all of him this time without any leaking at all, though she did lick her lips as he pulled her off, just to be sure.

Even still his face remained passive, not the hint of a smile at all. The door opened and she merely sat, not attempting to cover herself or move in the slightest as he rose and instructed Rosada to take his food to another room. He left without a word and the moment the door was closed, she collapsed against the sofa with a great sigh, the tears finally escaping down her cheeks.

Ignoring the food tray, she went to the window and stood staring out for what seemed like hours. Realizing he wasn't coming back, she finally went and soaked in the bath, adding bubbles and using lotion after to make her skin silky smooth. She had bouts of crying and her eyes stayed perpetually red throughout most of the day.

Rosada brought another tray and scooted it next to the untouched one without a word before leaving as silently as she came. She swore to try to make the old woman at least say hello next time. Glancing at the food, her stomach turned even at the thought of eating and she picked up the bottle of lubricant, spreading it on the stud in the panties again before pulling them on, pushing the stud into place with a gasp. She left them on longer this time as she sat and watched one of the kinky movies, trying to be objective about the content of them, wondering if women really liked to be tortured like it appeared they did in the movies.

When the movie was over, she finally took the plug and panties off, taking them in to clean them before climbing into bed naked, the other toys beside her. She picked up the large flesh-like cock and almost giggled as she felt it with her fingers, putting it to her lips once and sliding her tongue over it. This actually seemed like not a bad idea to her and she began playing with it, giving it a blow job, trying different techniques on it to see which way she could move her mouth and tongue as she played.

Finally tiring of that, she slipped it down her flat stomach to her moist slit and rubbed it alongside it, whimpering at the sensations it caused. Her thoughts turned back to that morning when he'd actually been happy to see her, before she'd screwed everything up and she remembered how he felt as he plunged into her. With one swift move, she thrust the cock in her hand inside of her and cried out as it stretched her apart. Her breath coming in pants already, she let her walls adjust around it before she began fucking herself with it, pretending it was him and that he was there with her. It didn't take her long before her pussy was clutching and spasming around the toy just as it was with him earlier and she cried out as she came, tears coming from her eyes yet again.

She would make him smile tomorrow. She would. She didn't care what it took, she wouldn't have that stone faced look tomorrow. At least not after a few minutes. She would show him she knew her place. As a slave.

A slave. I'm his slave, he's my Master. Slave. Not Amber, not anymore. Just a slave.

She said the words outloud to convince herself and finally crawled under the blankets, though she didn't sleep well, tossing and turning most of the night. At some point she got up and took a few mouthfuls of juice, but the food remained untouched.

She had just fallen asleep when Rosada opened the door and frowned at the untouched food, adding a breakfast tray to them. Sitting up sleepily and rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she managed a smile at the woman.

Good morning Rosada. How are you this morning?

The woman looked up in surprise at her but merely glanced back to the uneaten food and frowned.

I know I know, I'll eat later. I wasn't in the mood last night. It's good to see you. Hope we can chat like this again sometime.

The door closed as Rosada left and a giggle escaped her mouth as she stretched. This was it. She wasn't going to disappoint him today. She wasn't. She went into the bathroom and took care of her toiletries. Going through the clothes, she chose a deep purple set this morning and pulled the panties on. Her bottom was still a little sore and pink but she ignored it as she dressed. The matching bustier was short, almost like a crop thing and left a patch of skin bare between the bottom of it and the panties. She pulled on a black lace garter and black stockings and went to the end of the bed, kneeling there, having no intention of moving until he came to her.

The door opened perhaps half an hour later as she was starting to fidget, but a bright smile lit her face as she saw him come in,

Good morning Master. I hope you rested well. Your slave is very sorry for her attitude and promises she understands and will act accordingly from now on.

 

[Wolk]

Entering the pink room, Al's eyes quickly found her on the bed. Kneeling, her hands behind her back, like a good girl she seemed to try to be.

Good morning Master. I hope you rested well. Your slave is very sorry for her attitude and promises she understands and will act accordingly from now on.

He came closer, silent for the time being, scanning his eyes down the front of her lengerie covered body. They stayed for a few moment longer than elsewhere on her center drinking in the sexy sight her stockings, garter belt and panties made for hugging her sexy pussy, her flat stomach and nice round hips. He reached out and hooked the waistband of her panties, pulling them away from her body slightly and tilting his head to look inside. Yep, her sexy red curls of pussy hair were there for him to enjoy. Not that there was any doubt. His hand released the rubber band and it snapped back into place. Covering her pussy again. Not for long, he was sure.

He then lifted his gaze higher, examining her beautifully shaped tits under the top. His hand went up, getting under the cloth that covered her fleshy chest, finding its way directly to her tits. Firmly, he fondled and squeezed one mound, then moved on to the other, repeating the 'handshake' before removing his hand.

In the meantime, his eyes lifted to her face, enjoying the look of delight at his attention and extreme eagerness to please. He gazed deep into her eyes looking for signs of rebellion or dishonesty, but found none. She looked truly happy he was there and eager to please. His lips formed a smile and eyes warmed up as his hand went behind her to hold the back of her head.

"Very good." He complimented. "I like your attitude today, my slave girl." His hand pulled her head in as her lips parted sensually for him to kiss. He nibbled on them lightly, then slowly but firmly pushed his way into her as her tongue submissively retreated, giving her Master all the access he wanted to enjoy her mouth. Finally satisfied, he pulled her head away, making their lips part.

"I like the way you look on your knees, slave." He said matter-of-factly, looking into her eyes. "Until I tell you otherwise you will always kneel when you are not lying down and you will move around by crawling on all fours."

He smiled again as she dutifully acknoledged she will. "That's a good slave." He petted her silky hair.

"One more thing, slave, that you must remember for the future. Never wear panties under the garter belt and stockings. The reason you have panties is to take them off when you present your little pussy to me. That will be difficult if you have to unfasten all those support straps off your stockings. You must wear them on top of the straps or not wear them at all." He paused, watching her nod and listening to her say something in appreciation. Truly, she has changed! He smiled at the thought.

"Now, slave, move to the center of the room and play with yourself." He said, walking to and sitting on the couch where he would see her perfectly. "Show me how you do it when you are alone at night."

He watched her comply, smiling at him. "Take off your top and panties, slave. You will be more convenient without them." He watched her go at it enthusiastically, moaning in self-inflicted pleasure before his eyes. When her breathing was heavy and ragged, her moans very passionate, looking like she was close to her orgasm, he stood up.

"Enough."

Undoing his pants her took his swallen cock out, letting them drop around his ankles. Giving his cock a few good rubs he took off his shoes and stepped towards her, sprawled on the floor as she was. He towered over her, making her look at his well-hung cock from below, which made it appear even bigger.

"I am thinking about fucking your hot wet pussy. Would you like that?" He smiled as she nodded vigorously. "Then let me hear you beg for it, slave." He grinned, determined to have her say it in the most obscene and descriptive terms.

 

[Alerdene]

She didn't move as he walked closer to her, his eyes giving away nothing as he reached down and ran his fingers into the waist of her panties, pulling them out slightly and glancing down. She held her tongue, though she wondered what he was looking at or for. His hand snaked under the bustier and firmly fondled her full breasts and a whimper of happiness escaped her at his touch as spikes of heat went running through her.

As his hands played with her, his eyes found hers and she didn't blink as he stared at her for a long moment, his lips finally curling into a small smile as his hand went behind her head. She wanted to cry with relief as she saw him smile and his eyes soften, but managed to remain still, not daring to do anything he would disapprove of. He leaned forward to kiss her and her heart lept, which a tiny part of her brain found somewhat interesting. Her lips parted as his tongue came forward and she pressed against it only for a moment before letting him explore all he wanted as she moaned against him.

His next words took her by surprise and she nearly opened her lips to argue, but managed to stop herself just in time.

I like the way you look on your knees, slave." He said matter-of-factly, looking into her eyes. "Until I tell you otherwise you will always kneel when you are not lying down and you will move around by crawling on all fours.

She nodded quickly and replied softly,

If it pleases you Master.

Her mind was full of questions though, was she to do that only in his presence? In anyone's presence? Or all the time, even when she was alone. She didn't feel comfortable enough to ask yet though and let it go for now, though the thought of crawling around like an animal made her want to cry. Another part of her though argued that no... she wanted him to smile and if that's what did it, then it shouldn't bother her.

He began lecturing her on not wearing panties in the future if she wore stockings and garters and she realized the truth of that statment. Nodding, she told him, her voice still soft,

Yes Master, I'm sorry. You're slave wasn't thinking. She won't attempt to hide what is yours again.

He seemed pleased with that and ordered her to the floor to pleasure herself. She climbed off the bed and crawled to the middle of the floor, her ass high in the air for him to look at. Kneeling there, she unfastened the bustier and slipped it off as he had instructed before moving to sit as she unfastened the garters and slid the panties from her legs before refastening them.

Leaning back on the floor, her legs spread slowly open as her feet came up near her ass, making sure he could see every inch of her. Closing her eyes so she couldn't see him at first, hoping it would help her over her embarrassment at doing something she normally did only in the darkest night under the covers.

Her fingers slid over her breasts, running lightly over her nipples until they both stood at attention for him. Traveling farther down the slid through the red curls until the reached her moist slit. A single finger moved slowly along her aching lips teasing in a small circle before she finally slipped it inside, moaning as it disappeared into the wetness. It dipped in and out for a moment before coming up to rub her clit in a gentle manner. Her body began to respond to the gentle touch and she writhed under her own hand, her eyes soon coming open to watch his face as he watched her. A second finger soon joined the first and was slick and glistening within seconds. It wasn't long before her breathing became heavy and she knew she was close.

Enough.

His single command broke through her desire and she snatched her hand away before she sent herself over the edge accidentally, having absolutely no desire to see what would happen then.

He walked to her, his pants dropping around his ankles, his cock above her looking huger then ever. Her lips parted in anticipation, wanting it now.

I am thinking about fucking your hot wet pussy. Would you like that? Then let me hear you beg for it, slave.

She was nodding before the question was even finished, but her nod slowly stopped as he finished his command. She licked her lips as she looked up at him thoughtfully, trying to think of the sort of things he would like to hear.

She sat up halfway, her hands lightly touching his thighs as she looked up at him her mind still whirling as she tried to think of every derogatory name her brother had ever called her. Her voice was almost a whisper, but not trembling as she finally licked her lips again, her eyes meeting his as she started to beg.

Please Master, please fuck your slave's wet pussy. She wants it... she needs it to feel whole. Your slave is nothing without you Master, please give her what a slut needs, give her your huge cock in her pussy.

Her hands traveled up a bit farther on his thighs, though she stopped short of his shaft, not wanting to anger him.

Master please, take your cunt and use her like the slut she is.

She licked her lips again as she continued looking up at him, her voice still begging for him to come down and fuck her silly.

 

[Wolk]

Al listened to her words, nodding encouragingly as she called herself a slut, his slave, his cunt. That, she was, and the honest admissions were pleasant to hear. He smiled again.

"Very good, my slave cunt. I will give you what you crave so much. Lie down and spread your legs." Grinning as she hastily did what he ordered, Al took off his shirt, getting completely naked unless one counted the watch and finger rings. Mounting between her legs, he grinned as her legs immediately wrapped around him, as if afraid he would change his mind and pull away.

"Guide it in." He ordered, soon feeling her hand take his hot cock and put it at the enterance to her oozing pussy.

"Aah, good girl." He pushed in, splitting her hot wet flesh with his ram rod. It slid in incredibly easily and rubbed pleasantly with every move as the love canal was overflowing with her own juices already. He made a mental note to make her masturbate almost to the brink more often. He settled into the hot rhythm, easily sliding into her with some force, then pulling out softly, somewhat slower.

"Yes, my slave, it feels nice to fuck you. You got your pussy so nicely wet for me. I like that." He kept moving, suddenly feeling her pussy spasm vigorously, as her overstimulated body finally reached an orgasm. He smiled at the sight, fucking through it at the same pace and enjoying the sensations immensely. At the same time he planted his mouth on top of hers, giving her a soft wet kiss as she came under him.

"That's it, my good girl." He moaned into her ear. "I like it when you cum." He made a few more thrusts before continuing, as he felt his orgasm nearing after all the insane stimulation her quivering pussy just gave him. "How would you like a cuntful of my hot cum, my sweet slave?" He whispered sexily, pumping the last couple of thrusts needed to set him off.

"Ooooh, here it goes! AHhhh, yeah! Mmmm, that's it, my babe, milk those last bits of cum out of my cock. Oh, your pussy is so good..." He moaned, filling her with his love juice as his body shivered in an incredible orgasm. It was his first orgasm since she became properly submissive to his will and somehow it felt more intense than all others he had so far.

He climbed off her, pulling his deflating cock out of her full pussy. A broad smile on his face and his eyes radiating satisfaction. He gave her a hand to help her get up, surprised a bit when she stopped halfway and stayed kneeling, then recalling it was his own order. He chuckled softly.

"You've been a very good girl, my dear. I'm happy to see that. You can now stand and walk properly if you like." He said, sitting back on the couch. Putting his hands behind his head carelessly, he looked at her. The nudity of her beautiful body was highlighted rather than hidden by the stockings and supporting belt. He liked the sight, both from the front and the back, smirking a little when he saw residual redness on her ass from yesterday's very helpful punishment.

"So, tell me, my wonderful slave, have you been stretching your tight ass for me?" He smiled as she eagerly nodded. "Very good! You keep doing that. Soon you will enjoy it as much as having your pussy fucked I hope. Does it feel less uncomfortable than at first?"

He got up, fetching some fruit while he recovered, noticing untouched trays on the table. "What is this? You don't like this food? Then you should tell Rosada and ask for what you like. Or do you intend to protest something by starvation?" His brow raised for a moment, then his expression softened as she vigorously shook her head, franticly explaining that she had nothing of the kind in mind and just didn't feel hungry before, promising to eat everything right away. He waved his hand.

"It's alright. I'm not mad at you. Save your breath, sweetie. Instead, come over here and give me a good blowjob like you can." He smiled, not moving while she walked over and kneeled before him to suck his slowly hardening member. He pus his hands on her head, but didn't force it anywhere this time, just softly caressing her silky red hair, giving her complete freedom to please him as best as she could. At the touch of her lips, his member grew, quickly becoming as hard as it was when he stood over her and she begged to have it in her pussy.

"Mmm, yes, just like that, honey. You are good. Ooh, yes, look at me when you do it. I'm happy to have such a great cocksucker for my sex slave."

Her blowjob truly was superb, especially since he didn't know any other and a blowjob certainly felt a heck of a lot better than it looked. Soon he felt his orgasm approaching, holding on for a bit to let her bring him really close. He then pushed her head off his member, soothing her when he saw confusion and unhappiness in her eyes.

"Hush, hush, babe. You were great; I loved it. But I'm not going to cum in your mouth this time."

Instead, he turned to the table, shifting to stand over the freshest tray as he rapidly jerked his hand over his almost orgasming member. A few swift tugs and he exploded.

"Ooooh, fuck yes. Ahhhh... Here we go... Ooph. There."

Aiming his hard monster as best as he could, Alejandro unloaded the plentiful contents of his balls into the full bowl of her warm soup. He watched delighted, as the thick white gobs floated around in the delicious food, squeezing the last few drops out of the head of his cock and shaking them down into the bowl. He grinned widely turning to her.

"Perhaps this will make the soup more attractive to you." He winked.

He walked to her, hugging her beautiful body by the waist and pulling it tight against his nakedness. His lips gave her a long soft kiss.

"I've got to go now, but I'll be back tonight." He smiled. "You've been a good girl this morning. I'm very happy." That said, he dressed up and went out the door, giving her a small smile on the way out.

 

[Alerdene]

She'd do nearly anything at this point to see that smile and when he flashed it at her along with his command,

Very good, my slave cunt. I will give you what you crave so much. Lie down and spread your legs.

She hastily complied, letting go of him and lying back on the floor, her legs opening herself to him fully, her glistening sex staring at up him begging to be filled.

He came between her legs after removing his shirt and she immediately wrapped her long limbs around him, not wanting him to move. She quickly obeyed his request and her hand wrapped around him, or at least as much of him as she could, stroking him softly as she positioned him with the tip of his shaft just barely touching her soaked slit.

He plunged into her easily and a satisfied whimper escaped her as she felt him pushing farther and farther into her. Her own fingers had made the passage easier and her juices slid over him, covering him as he began to thrust. He talked to her as he moved and his words made her nipples ache and her body tremble. It wasn't long at all before an orgasm ripped through her body as her hips rose to meet him, her walls closing around him as she bucked wildly, the waves washing over her as moans came repeatedly from her throat.

She could only nod when he asked if she was ready for him to fill her with his seed and she whimpered when she felt the first hot splash deep inside her. He kept his movements up and her legs were still wrapped around his waist as he filled her to overfilling with his sticky juices, the sensation it caused undescribable by her young mind.

She lay there, trying to recover as he eventually climbed out of her, a noise of unhappiness coming from her lips as his soft cock slid out of her, leaving liquid spilling out down her thighs. He held his hand to her and she took it, stopping at her knees however, thinking he meant to trick her into standing up. He looked genuinely startled however until he began chuckling, telling her she could stand since she'd been a good girl. Her insides twisted happily at his endearment and she wondered what had changed in the day and a half that she'd been there.

She stood as he inspected her from the couch, noticing his eyes lighting slightly at the pinkness her bottom still retained. She blushed a bit at his question about stretching her ass, but nodded quickly, not wanting him to see any remaining reluctance, though she still harbored a stark fear of when the time would come that he wanted her there.

Very good! You keep doing that. Soon you will enjoy it as much as having your pussy fucked I hope. Does it feel less uncomfortable than at first?

She nodded slowly, not willing to say it was comfortable, but not wanting him to think her a baby either. It was almost amusing to her, that she was five years older then he, but he managed to make her feel like a child most times.

Yes Master, it's not as bad as the first time, but it still makes me feel uncomfortably full... I'm sure it will get better.

She watched as he went to grab a piece of fruit, turning to her with a frown as he began questioning the full trays. Her face blanched and she frantically began shaking her head, trying to explain, when his face softened and he told her to hush, that he understood.

Smiling at his request, she walked forward with a soft,

Yes Master,

and knelt before him, immediately taking him into her mouth. She began working her tongue around him, teasing him into hardness again and sliding off a bit when he began to fill her throat. He wasn't forcing her head this time and she had room to play, so she tried some of the new positions she'd played with on the cock last night. Pushing him to the side of her cheek while her tongue explored his entire length, humming a bit, causing the vibrations to ring against his hardness. SHe looked up at him when he asked, using her mouth as a fucktoy while she watched him with her eyes.

He tensed suddenly however and pulled her off and her confusion must have shown in her eyes as he was quick to tell her she'd done well. She watched curiously, her eyes getting wider, her dark lashes framing them as she watched him finish over the tray of food, droplets of his thick fluid splashing down into the soup. She nearly laughed as she saw his pleased look but managed not to.

Perhaps this will make the soup more attractive to you.

She smiled up at him, ecstatic that he was finally pleased with her and she quipped,

I think your slave's appetite is coming back already Master.

He came to her and gave her a long, deep kiss which she returned enthusiastically before he finally pulled away, telling her he'd be back later that night. She smiled and wished him to have a good day.

The moment the door closed behind her, her arms went around herself as a squeal of happiness came from her and she ran and jumped on the bed like a child who learned she was going to the zoo for the first time. She bounced around for a bit before finally looking back to the food. Her stomach rumbled slightly and she giggled, having every intention of eating every bite of her special soup. One, because she was now hungry, two, because if he came back before the tray was gone or if he asked Rosada about it, she wanted him to know she'd eaten it.

She climbed off the bed and took a step before she stopped, confusion on her face again. Was she to crawl all the time still? Or was that merely a one time thing since he'd allowed her to stand in his presence. She bit her lip and finally decided not to take any chances. Dropping to the floor, she crawled over to the table clad only in her stockings and garter and knelt up to grab the bowl. Sitting back down with it, she took a tentative bite and tried hard not to giggle as she swallowed it down. Even cool, the soup was delicious and she was soon spooning it into her mouth as fast as she could, every droplet of his pearly liquid disappeared down her throat until the bowl was empty.

She knelt up and replaced the bowl and took a few berries into her hand, chewing them and enjoying the sweet taste. Tossing her hair back, she crawled over to the window and knelt there, looking outside again. Perhaps the next time he was here, she would ask if he would allow her to go outside for a walk.

Crawling into the bathroom, she finally realized the room was not set up for her to be doing things on her hands and knees, she wouldn't be able to reach most things. Making a mental note to ask him next time, she finally stood, unclipping the garter and rolling the stockings off, slipping the garter over her full hips until she stood naked.

She ran a bath and slipped inside, hearing Rosada open the door at some point, presumably leaving another tray. She yelled hello and received no answer, giggling as she ducked under the warm water and came up sputtering, pushing the hair from her face.

Once her bath was done, she used a bit of the lubricant and pushed her finger into her ass, wiggling it a bit and trying to imagine him inside of her and still shaking her head no at the thought. She retrieved the leather panties, vowing to keep them on at least two hours this time and pulled them into place, only a small gasp escaping her this time.

She wandered out towards the fresh tray, clad only in the panties and picked it up, taking it to the bed with her. She sat down carefully, her lips forming an O as the pressure of actually sitting on the stud forced it up even more into her tight cavity. Swallowing hard, she tried to sit very still as she picked up the sandwich that was there and began to eat it. She drank the milk that was on the tray as well, not wanting it to get warm... and set the tray aside when she was finished.

Her thoughts strayed to Alejand... her Master... she forced herself to think of him that way, not wanting to slip while he was here. She found herself wondering what he did during the day. She knew his father's empire was wide-stretched and wondered what part her Master played in it. She also knew parts of it were illegal and dangerous and that made her frown though she tried not to think of it.

Looking for a distraction, she chose another DVD, one of the kinkier looking ones that was titled Slave Jordan Learns Her Lesson. She put it in and turned it on, watching curiously as a leather clad woman was led into a room by a leash attached to a collar. Her mouth opened slightly. SHe'd heard of such things, but she really was sheltered, having few friends and her brother letting her use the computer only rarely. She couldn't imagine the shame the woman must feel. Or perhaps not as the woman seemed to be enjoying her humiliating treatment. Well... it was a movie, not real after all right?

She watched with interest all the positions the so-called slave used and she practiced some of them along with the movie, kneeling in different positions, seeing what was comfortable and what wasn't. Her mouth opened in surprise several times as the woman was beaten with different instruments, shared with several men and another woman, and her breasts tortured with various clamps and ropes.

Overwhelmed she finally turned the movie off, realizing as she did so, she'd done all that moving around and kneeling without the plug in her ass so much as bothering her, though she was aware of it at all times. Smiling at this thought, she realized the sun was dropping a bit lower and she went to change, slipping the panties off, her puckered rosebud a little sore this time as the stud slipped out.

She pulled on a pair of white stockings this time, with a white garter, leaving the matching panties in the drawer. Pulling on a demi-bra that was obviously only meant for play, as it's half cups merely looked pretty against her flesh, the top half of her aureola's visible above the white lace.

She went to the couch, where he favored sitting and turned to face the door, trying out one of the positions she'd seen in the movie. She knelt as usual, but instead of her hands just behind her back, she actually clasped each forearm with the opposite hand, forcing her posture to be good and her only half covered breasts to be thrust out at the door. Her arms in position, she manuevered herself to that her feet were overlapping, but her knees were spread wide, explosing her bare pussy to the air. The man in the movie had said something about being able to inspect his property whenever he wished when his slave was like this, so she thought she'd give it a try and see if he liked it. If not, there were several other positions she'd seen.

The door opened and her cheeks tinged as it was Rosada coming in. She refused to move though and looked the woman straight in the eye as if daring her to make fun of her. The woman merely offered her a small smile as she piled up the other trays on top of each other. Then she gave Amber the shock of her life when she actually spoke,

Does Senora have any laundry to be taken?

Her lips parted in surprise and she nodded to the small pile that she'd made carefully in one corner next to the dresser. She watched as Rosada gathered it, making no comment on the stains on the corset. The laundry in one hand, and picking up the trays with the other, she left without another word.

Smiling to herself, she waited there for her Master to come and see his slave. His slave who's pussy was slowly moistening as she thought of his touch. His slave who's nipples were hardening as the cool air touched them through the thin bra that barely covered them. She forced her knees even another inch apart so that she was open completely for his eyes and she waited.

 

[Wolk]

Alejandro spent most of the day taking care of business, as his father called a conference with his agricultural advisors and rode to meet with them in Chavez Town just outside the mansion's premises. He found the subject dull and not truly requiring neither his nor his father's attention. After all, these people could very well figure out without them just what brand of fertilizer would work best. Senor Chavez, though, seemed to be of a different opinion, and so Al diligently sat through the meeting, 'learning the biz'.

He did, however, manage to give out some orders before being whisked away and when they came back, the two things he requested were ready. One he put in his pocket, while the other, larger one, would require some assistance to deliver.

Before going back to his little redhead plaything, he took a long pleasant shower, washing the day's trouble off his body and out of his hair. He changed into fresh clothes, replacing the stylish latin white pants for shorts and the loose Caribbean shirt for a light T-shirt. Looking at himself in the mirror he smirked. A typical Yanqi teen, as they are shown in their movies.

He walked towards the pink room, finding Rosada and asking for her help on the way. Giving her a sign to stay by the door for a moment, he went in. Once he opened the door, his lips couldn't help a satisfied smile seeing her on her knees again waiting for him in a position more arousing than he had ever seen. Her lovely eyes lit up, and she smiled happily seeing him.

"Good evening my sweet pussy. You look good like this." He came a little closer, crouching by her and seeing her legs nicely spread. "What a good girl. Did you spread yourself like this for me? Did you want your Master to see your open pussy when he comes in? I love it." He leaned in and kissed her forehead quickly. "But now, my dear, I need you to go back to your bed and hide under the covers. I am going to have Rosada bring in something." He watched, chuckling as she took a few seconds to untie her own limbs from that position. She sure was one inventive girl, he thought, not knowing the pose came from a movie. "No, sweetie, you can walk now, I told you this morning." He said seeing her crawl towards the bed.

When she was decently covered, he opened the door and Rosada wheeled in a big-wheeled trolley that even moved over the carpet easily. The tray held many big metal canisters, which she wheeled into the room's bathroom. They couldn't see what she was doing inside, but sounds told that the canisters' contents was being poured out somewhere.

In the meantime, Al took off his T-shirt and shoes, remaining in the shorts only, as he sat on the bed by her. His hand moved under the covers to feel and fondle her breasts, as he smiled, moving his head down. "Give me a sweet kiss, my babe." He whispered, putting his lips onto hers and acting gently with his lips and tongue, never stopping to caress her chest. He smiled, though his busy lips could not take part in it, as her hands wrapped around his neck, caressed his hair. She did love being with him, he decided, she just needed time to get used to the more unusual things he might request of her. Give it enough time, and this sweetie will be enjoying having her ass penetrated by a gigantic spiked dildo just as much as she is enjoying his soft kiss now. He grinned widely at the realization the latter was within his power if he wanted. Power felt good, even though he had no desire to do something that extreme to her.

When Rosada exited, he pulled the blankets off Amber. Unable to resist, he reached between her legs legs for her belt and stockings framed pussy and rubbed over it lightly, playing with the soft hair and chuckling mischievously.

"You've been a very good girl, my dear, and I think you deserve a reward." He smiled broadly seeing her happy eyes. From his pocket he fished a small item on a soft leather string. "This is for you, my dear." The item turned out to be a one inch long and half an inch high golden plate shaped like an ellipse. It was brand new, the precious honey-colored metal shining. Beautiful lettering on the plate said "Master likes me!". He watched smiling as she read it, looking at her reaction. To his delight she put it on, fixing the soft leather on her neck.

"Now, I want you take all this beautiful lengerie off and come with me." He waited for her to comply, then took her hand and lead her to the bathroom. The tub was almost completely full with... white water? He grinned, taking off his shorts slowly.

"It's milk, sweetie." He said, chuckling at her stunned reaction. "Go ahead, dip in. I'll join you as soon as I get this thing off." Eventually, the shorts yeilded and he straightened up, ready to join her in the tub.

 

[Alerdene]

She smiled with delight as he came in nearly as soon as Rosada had left. His pleasure from her position more then made up for the fact that her muscles were starting to ache from holding it and she nodded as he instructed her to go to the bed and cover up, not about to tell him that Rosada had already seen her like this once. She untangled herself and began to crawl, beaming at him when he said she could walk.

She climbed into the large bed and wiggled under the covers, pulling them up around her neck while she waited. She watched with extreme curiousity as Rosada rolled in a large trolley that was full of rather large canisters. She about broke her neck trying to get a look at them as she disappeared into the bathroom with them.

Her head lifted obediently when he mentioned a kiss and she wrapped her arms around his neck, playing with his hair as she kissed him passionately, so glad that he was there and smiling.

When Rosada finally left, he yanked the blanket off, his hand going between her legs and she murmured softly and pressed against his hand, wanting to feel his fingers inside her. But he pulled back, mentioning that she'd been good and he had a reward for her. Not even caring what it was, merely ecstatic that he was happy with her, she sat up excitedly.

Taking the gift in her hands, her fingers ran over the gorgeous honey color and turned it in her hands, her lips tugging into a smile as she read it. She smiled brightly at him as she put it around her neck, noticing that it was snug around her neck, the golden plaque hanging in the hollow of her throat. Not even once did it cross her mind that it was no different then the collar of the woman in the movie that she'd thought was so horrible. As far as she was concerned it was a beautiful necklace that she would wear proudly.

It's beautiful Master. Your slave loves it, thank you so much!

She threw her arms around him and pouted prettily as he pulled back, smiling as he led her to the bathroom after she'd complied and taken off the lingerie, standing naked except for her new gift. She looked into the bathtub in confusion at the creamy liquid that now filled it until he spoke again, chuckling at her as well.

It's milk, sweetie. Go ahead, dip in. I'll join you as soon as I get this thing off.

Milk. Of course Master.

She climbed into the tub, watching her ivory limbs disappear into the milk, which was thicker then water and felt delicious as it covered her. She'd heard milk was good for your complexion, but never would she have dreamed she'd be sitting in a tubful of the stuff.

She watched as he tugged his shorts off, and her eyes unabashedly traveled the length of him, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. He was so handsome! She said a small prayer in her mind that at least she was given to a handsome man for a toy, not some ancient wrinkled thing. She held her hand out for him as he climbed in and immediately moved to his lap, her arms going around his neck as her head dipped to his neck. Her voice was muffled as she spoke against his neck,

Would you like your slave to wash you Master?

Without waiting for an answer, she grabbed a large sponge and dipped it into the milk filled tub. When it was fully saturated, she brought it up to his shoulder and squeezed, watching with delight as the white liquid streamed down his tan muscles before dropping back into the tub.

Giggling, she took the sponge and brought it to her collarbone, letting the creamy substance flow down her body and over her breasts, splitting and travelling on both sides of her nipples as it cascaded down.

Deciding to ask him now, rather then wait and forget she looked at him with a serious face. She bit her lip, having no idea how he would respond, merely hoping he didnt' think it was another attempt at escape. She thought about waiting until she'd made him cum again, but she didn't want it seen in that light either. Finally sighing, she just asked, her words coming out fast before he could stop her as she slid into his lap again, the sponge laying against his chest,

Master, your slave would like to know if she may... well.. if she could go outside tomorrow maybe? With supervision of course... I promise I won't try to run away Master, really! I just want to walk in those beautiful gardens and I haven't been outside in several days, please would it be alright?

Her voice trailed off and she didn't dare look up at him for fear of seeing anger in his face.

 

[Wolk]

He smiled as she helped him get in with her and immediately moved to sit her sensitive naked ass on his lap wrapping her hands tightly around his neck.

"Ah, yes, please do, honey." He moaned at her offer as she already pressed the saturated sponge at his shoulder, milk running down his tan muscular chest as she predicted his response.

"Wow, this is gorgeous..." he softly moaned as if afraid speaking louder would ruin the magic of buttery white milk running over the swells of her breasts, leaving tiny little beautiful droplets on her tits, making for an incredible sight that made his mouth water.

Master, your slave would like to know if she may... well.. if she could go outside tomorrow maybe? With supervision of course... I promise I won't try to run away Master, really! I just want to walk in those beautiful gardens and I haven't been outside in several days, please would it be alright?

He nearly groaned, closing his eyes in frustration as he was brought out of the magical charms tits and milk combined into. He pushed her off his lap, looking away for a while to hide his frown. When he looked back at her, signs of disappointment still on his face.

"Ah, must you bring this up when I am enjoying your wonderful beauty so much?" He waved his hand at her, silencing her rambling apologies. "I know you didn't mean to, my dear, but I was enjoying it so much. Well, since you brought it up already..." He moved away from her a bit to lean on the end of the bath, thinking for a few moments. "OK. Tomorrow I will get you a tracking collar and you will be allowed to go to my private part of the garden. I can't have you try to escape, however, have that in mind. If you do run in the garden, there is a chance you will not be caught until you reach the mansion perimiter wall. Guards shoot at anyone trying to climb over it. From either side. That's why I can't have you run. I don't want such a good plaything to be harmed." He smiled, reaching up and fondling her little golden plate. "Because Master likes you."

"That's not all. Freedom can be addictive my dear and I can't have you wanting more than you can have. You will need to learn to appreciate how much of it you have. For that, I will have you spend the night in a very small space, like all slaves do day to day. When you are allowed back into your wonderful spacious room and even the garden tomorrow, you will truly appreciate that they are even more than you need. So, when I leave tonight, you are going to immediately go into your closet and not leave it under any circumstances until I come and allow you to tomorrow. Is that understood?"

"Very good," he smiled. "Now come here and get me in the mood again. We are not leaving this bath until your pussy is full of my cum."