The Café Chateau

[le_kinklet]

Lilith woke in her bed, she was about to stretch but she could feel her body on fire, like she had been whipped, but she does not remember giving any one permission to do so. Drifting in and out of sleep she woke again 15 mins later.
This time she pulled the covers back to get out, and she could see, somone had whipped her, and good and proper, who would do this, lilith says to herself in disbelief. She went to the bathroom to change and shower, and stood b4 the mirror to see the marks made by a mystery person, lilith had been whipped and the full lenghth of her body front and back, her breast, her stomach, her legs, she slowly turned to see her back, her body now aching and disbeleif in her her eyes she sank to the floor burying her head in her hands.
Where had she been , who took her there, and how long had she been gone, lilith did not know but she was gonna find out, she got to her feet as quick as she could and got in the shower, the water stung at first but then it soothes her burns.
Lilith had noticed that the person who had done this had itimate knowledge of her, they had purposely missed her lower back, and layed off her right leg, only someone who knew her well would know that, and she had not told any one here. She took her time to lather her body and then rinse and wash her hair. She slowly got dressed and prepared herself to meet with Da grunt.
As she made her way to Da Grunts room it struck her that she seemed to be gone a while, there are more subs than when she last looked and a few new Doms too, and most of them lilith had never seen, she starts to feel panic take over her body as she got closer to her destination............

 

[JupitersGirl]

Re: Elena: a continuation

My body trembles as I kneel at her command. Lynette’s revelation has so shocked me that I can barely focus on her words. When her body changes back to it’s human form, I can still see the wolf in her and I am surprised that I did not see it before, it is so much a part of her.

"This is the most important thing you will do to for me today. I want you to explain what it is you have done. What are your transgressions? Explain them in-depth to me, as I am not privvy to that information. And then, I want you to tell me what type of punishment you believe you deserve."

I lower my eyes to gather my thoughts. It is difficult at best, but maybe that was her intention…to throw me off so that my answers would flow unguarded. Well, unguarded she would get as I didn’t have the resources at hand to measure every word and thought. My mind has been in turmoil all day, with the events of the last few minutes only compounding my confusion.

Eyes focused on a point at her feet, I began in a whisper and then, at her gentle rebuke, I had to begin again in a louder tone. “My transgressions are many, Lynette. First of all, I was on the second floor, where no submissive has the right to be unless accompanied or summoned by a Dominant. Secondly, I entered da grunt’s chambers without permission. I knew that Shy had left there earlier in the day and took a chance that she wouldn’t know how to lock the computer driven locks on his door, and….I was right.”

“But the worst transgression is the fact that I lost faith. I didn’t trust the grunt or the chateau to keep us all safe. I tried to second guess the security levels…..so many things.” My voice trails off as tears fill my eyes. “And all of this I did after da grunt had honored me by giving me training duties. He showed his faith in me and I have repaid him by showing a lack of faith in him.” My voice catches on a sob, the tears fall from my chin.

“Continue, E.” Lynette’s voice is unemotional, but commanding. “What punishment do you think you deserve?”

My sobs increase until my shoulders are hunched and shaking. A moment of this and I feel her hand on my back and feel her squat down next to me so that her mouth is close to my ear.

“Deep breaths, E. Come on, breathe deeply.” Then “Speak, E. Tell me.”

When my breath slows enough for me to speak, I turn to her, but can’t force myself to lift my eyes. In a hoarse croak, abject misery apparent in every syllable, I manage to spit out “I’m afraid they’ll send me away…..” My eyes do rise to meet hers then. What I see there does nothing to allay my fear…

 

[da grunt]

Moving along

The grunt finishes his work, paying attention to each of the critical area's of his concern. He checked his telemetry monitor and located Elena, together with Lynnette. That sounded fun, and alas, did require his attention. But first' "Run along, Moira, dear. Thank you for sitting with me. You are a wonderful pet, and you're welcome here forever, but run along now, before Cook starts raisin' hell." He stands and helps Moira to arise. He takes her jaw in his paw and looks into her eyes before kissing her deeply. "Now run along ...," and a swat to the butt for emphasis. Moira smiles at his as she does run along. Grunt smiles back.

Now, to attend to business. A final look around the room, noting this and noting that, and he followed Moira's trail, which also led toward Lynnette's room. Arriving at the door, he listened momentarly, "... I’m afraid they’ll send me away…” He knocks his knock, a distinctive knock not to be missed. A moment's wait, and he enters the room ...

 

[shysexkitten]

i had a heafty sweaty workout at the gym lots of running and pushups and i decided to take a walk back to my room and take a shower. I wondered if da grunt had returned and what he was up to

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

As Elena speaks, it takes every ounce of self control I can muster not to enfold her in my arms. I can feel the hurt and shame that is enveloping her, and I want to take it away. The most I can do is squat down next to her and get her to calm down. Her words, once she forces them out, breaks my heart. It is then, that I hear the knock on my door. A few seconds later, it opens and I see da grunt. I am not sure if she sees him, her eyes are swollen and latched onto my own.

Standing up, I step away from her.

"Make yourself presentable, girl. We have company."

Her eyes fly up, quickly, before she stands and assumes the position I prefer.

"Grunt, if you so choose, she is all yours."

 

[JupitersGirl]

Elena

Lynette rises at the rap on her door. My ears ring with the sobs that have overtaken my body, making it impossible for me to hear the grunt's distinctive knock. All I know is that she has left me....probably in disgust.

Then she draws my attention to him. I stand as I have been instructed. A gasp escapes my lips as I realize who the visitor is. Starting to glance up at him, I can feel the pleading in my eyes, but I catch myself almost immediately and turn my head away in shame......

 

[Guest]

Dinner

He stopped on his way through the door and looked at his watch.

"Why don't you pick her up from the infirmary, take her by the stores room for some clothes, and the both of you join Lynette and I for dinner? Perhaps we can figure out a few things over some good food. Besides, I saw her, she could use a good meal or two.
Just a thought.
Well, I'm off for a shower and change, and pick up a pretty."

When Ekvitkar strode through the door he entered into the hallway in front of his room. When Keira followed, she came out of a door across from the infirmary.
She looked around.

"Yah know Vitkar, you can be an anoying son of a bitch."

He bounced his way through a quick shave and shower. When he started to pull clothes out he realized he had been whistling. Mainly due to the odd looks the cats were giving him.

He laughed and finished dressing. A pair of black jeans, light blue broadcloth shirt, medium grey vest. He found his cowboy boots under the edge of the desk. Pocket junk.

"Well yah little goobers, you're on your own for a bit. Don't make a mess, don't stalk the staff, and hmmm Whiskey, yeah you. Don't be doing the change where others can see you.
Right !"

Ready, he made his way to Pet's room.
As he started to knock, he got the feeling of others.
Knocked, then entered.

"Hello Lynette, Grunt, pretty. Here to collect your pretty one, Grunt?"

 

[Guest]

Interlude II

He had run as far as could.

The walk hadn't been that bad, he had done worse during training.
Even being naked didn't really bother him.
He had a knife, and a human in reasonably good shape can survive anywhere between the two circles.
Providing they had the knowledge, and a knife.

Then he had heard them.
He heard the feet in the leaves, gaining on him.
He caught a glimpse of the leader through the underbrush.
And he ran.

He knew what they were doing, they were pacing him, waiting till he was tired.
But he was already tired.
Lack of sleep, and food, and the assorted ordeals of the last few days, had sapped his normal reserves.

He took a last resort early. Rather than wait till the last minute, he saw a likely tree ahead and sprang up to grab the lowest branch. Made his way into the tree higher than the wolves could reach.
It wasn't good. but there was a chance that they would seek more accessable prey, or that they would just get bored and leave.

It was dark now.
He had run as far as he could.
It was starting to get cool.
They were just sitting there watching.... Waiting.

 

[Vixandra]

Keira

"Why don't you pick her up from the infirmary, take her by the stores room for some clothes, and the both of you join Lynette and I for dinner? Perhaps we can figure out a few things over some good food. Besides, I saw her, she could use a good meal or two.
Just a thought."

I smile at his invitation. "I'd love to, and I've been feeding her- she eats a lot too. Metabolizes it quickliy between her body and mental powers though."
I enter the Hospice- Naomi was playing a game of computer chess with Kikyo. I smiled- she must be getting better if she's up to playing around.
"Naomi, are you ready to began serving the Chateau as a full fledged submissive?"
She looked at me with those sky blue eyes and nodded. "It would please me beyond words to join your world," she said with a formality that was rare for her.
Nodding I beckoned her to me. I quickly stripped the hospital gown off of her. The flesh of her back had healed completely. No wonder she was still skin and bones- her body had healed itself with the extra intake! "You're fully healed and ready to go. Come, we'll gather some clothing for you from the storage closet and dress you for dinner this evening. We'll be dining with EKVITKAR and Lynette this eve along with Miora, who's trespassed greatly in this day and possibly the Grunt himself so you're to be on your best behavior. You may speak when spoken to or if you've a pertinant question. Do not be afraid to ask a question if you don't know or are not sure but always be respectful. Come along, poppet, we've much to do this eve."

An hour later saw both of us freshly showered and all dolled up.
Naomi's 5'7" body was sheathed in a delicate white sheath dress, lace at the neck and hem, almost victorian except for the lack of sleeves. Simple white heels and makeup made her seem almost etherial- we had to get this girl some sun, I mused, finishing her makeup.
My own attire was practical and pretty. My black hair was coiled atop my head, held with a silver filagree clasp, the excess cascading down my neck and bare back. My dress was black embroidered with blue and silver dragons running along the collar, full, poet sleeves, and floor length hem. Underneath a pair of strappy sandles kept the dress from touching the floor. My back was bare, two ties cutting across the white expanse to secure the bodice of the gown. At my hips a silver chain held my dress whip, coiled with a quick release balanced by a decorative but functional silver derringer. With all that had been going on lately I wasn't going anywhere unarmed.
Dressed and armed to kill, Naomi and I headed to the main ball room. Edward, who seemed to be everywhere today, lead us to a table, explaining that Lynette, EKVITKAR and party would be along shortly.
I nodded and told Naomi to read the menu since she'd not been here before. I knew what I wanted already. I told Edward to bring a variety of appitizers, including a double dose of cheese sticks, a wine glass of Coke for myself and, at her insistance, a chocolate shake for Naomi. Formal dinner and the little one wanted a chocolate shake, I mused with a smile. But then she's not even 20 yet, its to be expected.

 

[sweetslut-slave]

I was genuinely pleased and retrieved a blanket for her. " As I stood before her she quickly kneeled and her eyes looked downward. "put out your arms." She did and I placed her blanket in them. "You have pleased me in your training I will expect to see this posture in your walk at all times." I saw her smile and knew she was pleased. " I will be on the phone from now till dinner. I want you to practice till then. Then you will dress for dinner."

I was surprised to see only curtis in the room, then I remembered the phones were not really sound proof. If a person had a loud booming voice, like Mr. Grunt did, you could hear him like he was in the room with you. I smiled. Ok, at least I am not being called to see Mr Grunt yet. I was enjoying this change. I mused and mulled over this for a few moments.

As I disrobed, I was wondering more about that locked book that I placed inside his bedside table. I knew at the moment I had no standing with him, but wished he would share some of it with me. Then I wondered if he had read my journal. 'Well, I guess he will let me know when he is ready' I thought.

At that point, we began working on my posture. Walking heavy was something I always did, there was a lot going on in my mind. The mystery of my memory or lack there of was a big part of it. 'Who kept writing in my jounal? Why did it look like my writing but not? Was this something part of me?' thoughts raged through me as I felt

SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! Ouch! I moved into proper position. SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! Moved again! By the third set, I figured out what he was looking for and the swats quit!

Damn, I was enjoying the feeling too! Then I thought of messing up to feel them again but quickly thought better of it! Well, this was a bit different for me, but I seemed to be adjusting to this. Maybe it was there all the time, after all I am in the Service industry, I just laughed to myself. Hum, wondering what else I might learn.

Then he handed me a blanket, I know he saw the pleasure in my eyes at his pleasure. Then something happened. Something so unexpected, i know He read it in my eyes. 'What was it', i mused. For the first time in my life i saw respect, or was it caring, pleasure? i was confused by my feelings, for suddenly He didnt seem like Mr. Curtis, or even Curtis, He came my Master, my Sir or maybe it was more like a Teacher. My thoughts ran like this:

' I looked up from my kneeling position and saw the pleasure in his eyes when he handed my the blanket. I knew i had pleased Him and that pleased me. The look i saw made me melt. Made me want to please, made me wish to do better, to grow. When i looked back at myself i saw my own self worth change, for in my eyes He was now my Teacher and i was the student, learning to submit, to find myself.'

That was what I wrote in my jounal later, that was how I felt. That was a step, hum, maybe a big one, maybe not. I didnt know for sure, only time will tell that. I continued walking, and doing as He requested, then dressed for dinner. The only outfit I had was my uniform, but I knew I looked good in it. As W/we got ready for dinner, i knew He was pleased. i was pleased. i walked with a bit more grace and self worth, so we shall see what others think, though i knew they didnt matter to me, but the thought was interesting, just the same.

'I wonder if anyone will comment', my last thought as W/we headed for dinner.

 

[da grunt]

... "Grunt, if you so choose, she is all yours."

Grunt took in the scene in a glance. Elena's shame and Lynnette's emphathy for Elena's shame.

Ekvitkar knocked and entered, "Hello Lynette, Grunt, pretty. Here to collect your pretty one, Grunt?"

"Yes", said the grunt, "I've come to rescue my girl from your clutches. How has Sheva been?" Grunt goes to where Sheva and Bercha were sleeping, nose to nose, and begins to pet his old baby. "She looks excellent. Thank you for helping. Now for our other pet; I've read the logs and know of her infraction and I will leave her in your hands, but give me a moment alone with her, please. Just a minute." Lynnette bows her head in concurrence and ltogether with Vitkar, leave the room.

The grunt goes to the human pet and says, "Dang girl, why did you do that." Elena has a hard time speaking, the question is almost retorical as she can't answer. The grunt strokes her head, gently, and says, "Buck it up, baby, its gonna be okay. You took a chance and you broke a serious rule. Baby, I been breakin' rules all my life. I love audacity and courage, and you displayed both of those things. Your position in the Chateau is completely safe, and by tomorrow afternoon your lead girl position will be restored. I can't contradict my staff, so you must take your medicine, but I will reward you later." He strokes her cheeks and pities her puffed eyes, and he kisses her hair, her forehead, her cheeks, and her lips, the kiss of a lover. "Now, I've got to leave you with your tormentors. Be brave and tough, and know I will reward you in private, later. Now, I've got to go. Be strong!" Another kiss and he pivots and in leaving tells Lynnette and Ekvitkar, "She's all yours. Don't damage her nor break her spirit. Have her wait outside my room when you are completely finished with her. I've other duties to attend to now, excuse me."

 

[da grunt]

Lilith's mystery

In the hallway, the grunt realizes that he didn't fetch Sheva, oh well, I'm not going back there now, I'll have Gertrude, or someone, get her later. He continues down the hallway and finds lilith coming his way, obviously distraught. She tells him of her time warp and of her whipped body.

"Come with me to my room!" And the grunt turns around and again passes Lynnette's room where he hears the discipline continuing. Poor baby When he arrives at his room he opens the door for lilith and then instructs her, "let me help you take your robes off".

Naked, she stood in front of him, welts from the hard whipping apparent. "Dang," says the grunt, "lie down while I get some sauve."

He returns with a jar of arnicarn cream. Both her back and front have been brutally beaten, but its the tender skin of the breasts and torso which grunt attends to first. Red welts across the white of her breast, staining the pink nipples with brown lines. The skin was unbroken, merely severly tortured. Tenderly the grunt rubbed the soothing cream on the damage skin, watching the effect of the treatment on lilith, her eyes closed, sucking on her lower lip. Involunterily her nipples ripened, and the grunt uses just one finger to spread the ointment around the nipples, trying for the lightest of touch. The grunt notices lilith's knees begin squirming against one another, and the musky odor of desire. Still the grunt continued his ministrations, each welt run with a fiingertip of cream, and spread, tenderly. Her legs and even her feet had been beat, as had her pussy. Knowing which areas to save for the very last, the grunt took care of her legs and feet before instructing her to role over, and he applied the same attention to her flaming neck, shoulders, back, buttocks and legs. Welts lead between her asscheeks. Grunt lifted her ass and spread her legs and continued, tracing each line with the ointment, the welts that crossed her asshole, the welts that crossed her taint from different directions, the welts that caused her labia to be swollen and enflamed, Her clitoral hood, punished. To her labia and clit he worked the cream with the greatest delicacy, between his thumb and forefinger.

Finally finished with his medical attention, the grunt appraised his patient. Still posterior superior, and cunt and ass open, moist and ready. Grunt felt his cock, as hard as his leather trousers would allow, wet and sticky with pre-cum. He wanted to fuck this creature right now, but, to take advantage of this mystery would not allay any of lilith's mistrust of men. But still, "Now a kiss to make it better." And the grunt begins to lick, suck, kiss and tongue fuck lilith. It takes but little time before lilith cums in the heat of bliss.

Grunt, partially satified, for the moment, tells lilith, "There are a few mysteries going on right now, and I've a feeling that they are all related. You may stay in my bed until you feel better, or you may return to your room and duties now. When I find out whats up with the anomolies to my projections, I will let you know, but for now, I've got places to go and people to see and things to do. Until later ..."

 

[da grunt]

Blueballs

The grunt was second guessing himself for not fucking lilith. Moira was off limits, Elena was being attended to, Keira was like fucking a lioness. Both Shy and Christy had sparked his interest, as had Keira's girl, Naomi. To be polite he would have to ask permission from either lilith, or Keira, but Shy was instantly available. But, he still had business to attend to and coffee was needed. He went into the main dining hall for a coffee and saw Curtis and Gertrude together. Walking to them he inquired, "May I join you?" Of course, Curtis insists and points to the spare chair. "Coffee!" the grunt says to the slave girl in waiting.

"Well Curtis, you're looking well. Enjoying your stay? Gertrude certainly is looking well. Your training must be going well. She's a delightful creature, perhaps one day we can double up on her?"

 

[da grunt]

The Dining Room

The grunt notices that also in the Dining Room are Keira and her lovely pet, Naomi, and Ekvitkar. Grunt waves and indicates he will be there directly.

Keira stands and strides over to Grunt, leaning over his shoulder with a smile. "Welcome back, boss. A lot of things have happened since you were last here. I'm sure you've read my memos so I shan't beat a whipped horse. But I've someone who'd like to meet you, amoung other things, her words not mine."

"Lead the way" ...

 

[Vixandra]

Keira

I watched Grunt walk into the Dining room and smiled. He looked tense, I mused, watching him approch Curtis and his pet Gertrude.
I turned and caught Naomi watching him as well, lips slightly parted.
"That's da Grunt, Chief Dom and head honcho of the Chateau, would you like to meet him, poppet?"
She blushed crimson and looked at me. "Yes, Keira, I would love to meet him, among other things..."
She trailed off, giving me an idea. "Stay here, Naomi. Oh- by the way- you shall now be known as N unless its a special occasion, then your full given name shall be used. All of our subs are named thus, even the naughty M. I shall be back in a moment."
I stand and stride over to Grunt, leaning over his shoulder with a smile. "Welcome back, boss. A lot of things have happened since you were last here. I'm sure you've read my memos so I shan't beat a whipped horse. But I've someone who'd like to meet you, amoung other things, her words not mine."
He looked up at me, smiling. Yup, I was right.
"Lead away, Keira."
I bow to Curtis and Gertrude and lead the way back to my table, tossing a bit of sway into my hips as I did so to make the view nice.
"N," I said, bringing her eyes to us. "This is da Grunt, Master of this domicile and all within. Come, poppet, and greet him properly."
Naomi rose from her chair gracefully and knelt before us, lips coming to gently touch his boots and then my own sandled feet. Rising to her knees she said, "I am honored to be shown before you, Master Grunt. Thank you, Mistress Keira for this."
I smile at her- she had been a sub before but the Chateau's rules were a bit different. She'll learn in all due time, I muse. "Rise, my little one. Grunt, would you care for our company? If the lack of food is an indication, I imagine Naomi can stand another hour or so before dinner."
She smiled softly, cheeks a soft pink. "You said to eat, Mistress and so I did."
Turning back to Grunt. "You're play room or mine?"

 

[da grunt]

Re: Keira

... Turning back to Grunt. "You're play room or mine?"

"She's lovely, Keira, and I'm incredibly horny right now. I would like for you and I to have her, together, in your room. Now sounds right!" Grunt throws the coffee remaining in his cup over his lips and down his throat. "Lead the way, Keira, this is your gift to me."

 

[Vixandra]

Re: Re: Keira

"She's lovely, Keira, and I'm incredibly horny right now. I would like for you and I to have her, together, in your room. Now sounds right!" Grunt throws the coffee remaining in his cup over his lips and down his throat. "Lead the way, Keira, this is your gift to me."

I let out a laugh at his enthusiasm. "As you wish, Grunt. Come along Naomi we go to my play room."
I lead the way through the main corridors to near the center of the house and then up stairs- the highest room in the central building was my domain. It sat atop a blastproof tunnel that contained Kikyo's main processors, though she was backed up on a a couple of laptops I kept around for emergencies.
The double doors opened themselves, a holographic Kikyo bowing at our entrance. I rolled my eyes. "Kikyo, resume normal monitoring of the Chateau except for my room. I shall hit the terminal when you may resume monitoring."
"Yes, Keira-sama."
I take off the silver belt and set it on my dresser as the doors close. My room is a blue and silver dream come to life in some ways. Kicking off my sandles, I bid Naomi do the same, plush carpet beneath our feet.
"Come to me, darling," I say and Naomi walks to me, an anticipating smile on her lips. I grasped her chin gently in my fingertips and drew her lips to mine for a kiss. She tasted of strawberries and sunshine as she returned it, never touching me, moaning. I pulled back and looked at Grunt. "Care for a taste?"
Naomi turned to face him, eyes averted.
While Grunt did his thing I came up behind her and unzipped her dress, revealing the white bra, panties and matching garter with lacy stockings. I'd dressed her to mirror myself in a way and it showed as I stepped out of my own garmets. Black lace bra, thong, garters and stockings.
I walked to one of the six walls in my hexagonical room and took a sapphire paddle from the wall. It felt comfortable in my hand as I approched and was a silent strike against Naomi's pulmp bottom. She gasped against Grunt's lips.
"Now, my poppet, that wasn't too bad. Grunt what would you like?"

 

[JupitersGirl]

"Dang girl, why did you do that." Elena has a hard time speaking, the question is almost retorical as she can't answer. The grunt strokes her head, gently, and says, "Buck it up, baby, its gonna be okay. You took a chance and you broke a serious rule. Baby, I been breakin' rules all my life. I love audacity and courage, and you displayed both of those things. Your position in the Chateau is completely safe, and by tomorrow afternoon your lead girl position will be restored. I can't contradict my staff, so you must take your medicine, but I will reward you later."

What is this? He isn't mad? He is proud of me? My mouth falls open and my tear filled eyes go wide in wonder. Searching his face I see no guile there. He means what he says.

My heart sings! The most tormenting part of the whole episode was imagining the disapproval in his eyes. But that was not to be.

I could endure anything they would give me now. My position at the chateau was secure. I was needed and wanted. The tears that fell in sheets down my cheeks were now of a different sort...

 

[Guest]

Dinner?

Ekvitkar chuckles quietly to himself.

"Well....... Much as the both of you are beautiful in anything or nothing. I am afraid that I am probably one of the few here that really appreciates the way you both smell. "

He turns to Lynette.

"Or...did you forget dinner, Temptress. "

At her look, he can't help it, he has to laugh out loud.

"Ahh just as I thought. Well, off to the shower with the both of you. I have arranged something special from the chef."

A quick swat on the bum sends Lynette toward the bath. A raised finger stops her protests.

"I'll send her in, in just a moment."

He turns to Elena as soon as the door closes.

"Well dear, there are a lot of secrets in this place, some are meant to be known. You are not really here to be punished. That would be pointless. You are castigating your self much worse than any of us could.
You are here to do something very difficult, and very special.
You are here to learn.
ANd in your learning process, you are helping Her re-learn some things, that parts of her have forgotten.
Good for you both."

He reaches down, takes her hand and draws her to her feet, turns her to face the bath door, and swats her on the bum too.

"Now get in there and get scrubbed. Help Lynette with her back. ANd be bloody quick about it, I'm hungry."

As she scurries toward the door.

"Both of you meet me in the bar, we will go to dinner from there."

He steps into the corridor, pulls out the PDA and sends a short message to Keira advising her they would be a few moments late.
THen picks up a house phone and speaks with the kitchen about the change in the number of diners. Holding the reciever away from his ear when the cursing starts.

On to the bar.

 

[shysexkitten]

i shed my sweat filled clothes and jump into the shower. the cold water feels amazing against my hot skin. I bathe carefully making sure not to miss a spot. My hand slids down into my pussy and i begin to play a little bit just a enough to put me on the edge. It was amazing but somehow i was able to stop myself. I stepped out of the shower and decided to lay on the bed and relax for i had just come from a hard workout. hopefully i'll be able to catch a couple of winks before im destrubed.

 

[da grunt]

Keira first

Originally posted by Vixandra "... Grunt what would you like?"

"I want you first, N, observe." Grunt embraces the hard-bodied Keira, a fiery kiss, his hands, hard and calloused, yet feeling every muscle deeply, in appreciation of the fit body, so toned, so capable, so much perfection. Keira's body yielding to his exploration. He dropped to his knees before her, inhaling her essence and taking her exposed clitoral hood in his lips and savored the taste. Keira's hands went to his shaven head and press his face closer as she spread her legs to accomodate his acts of devotion. He stood, and stepped back to appraise Keira, whose own eyes opened and watched him, with eyes both amused and lustful. The grunt pulled off his shirt, undid his trousers and pulled them down, to find his cock semi-erect and glad to be free of the restricting leather. It ressembled a baby's forearm, of a baby who had been slobbering on his fist, as the forward part of the grunt's cock was sopped with pre-cum lubricant. The grunt used his fist to wipe the goo from his cock, and presented the shiny, slimey hand to Naomi, who understood the significance of the gesture immediately, and taking his hand in hers, delicately smells and cleans, an action which rouses the grunt's cock, and now Keira admires the grunt's muscles, one in particular, and she drops to her knees before him and take him into her mouth, her lushish lips feeling the length of his cock, which seemed to grow even more in her throat. "Up", says the grunt, "to the bed, shall we ..."

 

[SubChristy]

Christy notices she is alone in the bar. looking around and finding no one around, she decides to go for a walk. since no one showed her around the chateau. Heading out into the sunlight, christy spots beautiful gardens that have been well taken care of. As she walkes she can smell the beautiful sent of roses in the air. She walks along the path collecting her thoughts. Why am i here...she thinks...

She finds herself walking back to her room. looking around she notices her journal. laying on the bed she writes:



[/I] I]I have been here for many days it seems. everyone it seems is busy with other things. [/I] i have this overwhelming feeling to please...if only given a chance...but i feel i must be patient. perhaps the time will come when i can show someone how much i like to please!

 

[SubChristy]

As Naomi:

Naomi rose from her chair gracefully and knelt before us, lips coming to gently touch his boots and then my own sandled feet. Rising to her knees she said, "I am honored to be shown before you, Master Grunt. Thank you, Mistress Keira for this."

Grunt smiles..and is pleased.

"come with me" he gently tells her. He leads her into his chamber and onto his bed. Looking around she notices the room is huge.....

 

[JupitersGirl]

As Ekvitkar's pop on the rear propels me into Lynette's bathroom, I realize that there were things to learn here and that these two might be willing to become my teachers. So much had happened to me today that I set the thought aside for later reflection and get on with the task at hand.

Standing by the shower door, I inquire "Lynette, will you allow me to help with your back?" I hear the awe in my own voice and see through the glass of the door the corner of her mouth twitch slightly....in mirth? But she merely holds the scrub ball out to me. I step into the shower accepting it and the soap and set to work on her back. Soon I realize that I am examining her pretty back for some signs of.....what?....a tail? I don't know what I'm looking for! Just some sign I guess, that what I saw was real and not a fantasy invoked by the terror of the day.

When Lynette was thoroughly scrubbed, she had me turn my back to her, but did not scrub me as I was covered in the red stripes delivered in punishment for my actions. I felt her finger trace one down my back and I could not hold back the shiver as I remembered her fingernail on my body earlier this day. I heard a soft chuckle at my distress and she removed her hand to leave the shower. "Hurry with your bathing, E. I have a salve that will take the sting from those when you are done."

And so, cleaned, soothed and dressed in my own finery Lynette had had sent over from my room, we left, side by side, to join Ekvitkar for dinner.

 

[da grunt]

Now in bed

Now, together in the bed lie Keira, Naomi and the grunt. The grunt's arms take in both girls to his chest, glorying in their presense. The rich savory flavor of Keira and the delicously sweet flavor of Naomi. Keira, hard, muscled, tough, supremely confident and Naomi, soft, sweet, fresh and open.

Now grunt kisses Naomi and feels her body. Such contrast between these two lovely, yet so much the same

"Both of you, please me ..."