The Café Chateau

[da grunt]

... "A little broken heart Sir? Why would that be? I'll still hopefully be here tomorrow." ...

"Oh, you'll be here tomorrow, I'm sure, but you'll be in the hands of others. You see, I'm a bit of a masocist, too. It tortures me when you are tortured. I feel your pain with you, and if anybody really hurts you I'll ripe their tripe out, but thats not to say you won't be treated severely, used harshly, degraded and humiliated. All to prepare you to serve those who would use severly and degrade and humiliate. Thats the way of it, thats what I prepare you for, thats why I hurt with you. We will be together again, but then you will be an acolyte. Now you are a guest. "...

 

[caela]

She thought on his words, letting them sink into her while she looked up at him. They warmed her in a way she couldn't quite define, perhaps simply that it was good to know she had a friend in this strange new place she'd brought herself to.

"Tell me Sir, do you think I will be much different as an acolyte then I am tonight as a guest?"

 

[da grunt]

... "Tell me Sir, do you think I will be much different as an acolyte then I am tonight as a guest?"

"Simply tonight you are mine, tomorrow you will be 'the Chateau's."

 

[caela]

"Simply tonight you are mine, tomorrow you will be 'the Chateau's."

She reached up and tenderly caressed his cheek. "Then we will have to savor tonight to hold it dear in our memories. Come lets get cleaned up."

Grabbing the soap and washcloth she slipped behind him and began to scrub his back.

 

[da grunt]

... Grabbing the soap and washcloth she slipped behind him and began to scrub his back.

He turned into the shower stream and let her scrub his back. The shower disguised the tear which escaped his eye.

 

[caela]

He turned into the shower stream and let her scrub his back. The shower disguised the tear which escaped his eye.

She was glad he couldn't see her while she tenderly cleaned his back. Her fingers were trembling slightly and a few of her own tears rolled down her cheeks, quickly washed away in the spay of the shower.

 

[Pywakit]

Nina and Master Phoenix

I exhale slowly as Master raises me up into the air, suspended by the arms and ankles. The throbbing in my cunt is slowly dwindling; I was only barely able to restrain myself as I fucked that dildo, and even now I can see it glistening with my juices over on the bondage chair. I can feel some of that moisture on me, draining slowly from my cunt, running down each thigh in slow, languid drips. I look over at Master as he asks me how I’m feeling.

“I’m feeling a little dizzy, actually. Probably excitement, Master, excitement for what you’re about to show me. I can feel wetness running down between my legs, and not being able to wipe it away forces me constantly aware of it. I’m thinking how fucking awesome that dildo felt inside me, and how much better it’ll feel when your cock’s inside me.”

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Mstr PhoenixPrime w/ Nina in the dungeon:

He stands in front of Nina and slowly begins to undress. Sandals slide off his feet as he slowly unbuttons his shirt and lets it hang open showing his freckled and hairless chest between the halfs of the shirts front as his hand unbuckle his belt.

The button at the waist band is undone, then the zipper makes its metallic zipppppp sound as he slides it down while looking at Nina's face and eyes. As he's now wearing any underwear his thatch of trimmed pubic hair is exposed as he begins to slide his pants down his legs freeing his erect penis as it springs from the leg of his trousers to point at Nina as she stands in front of him helpless and naked, vulnerable to any and all he wishes to do to or with her, something she's come to him seeking, wanting.

Pants off he shrugs out of his shirt and uses his feet to lift his sandals to his hand. All is carried to the side of the room and laid on a table there.

A table on wheels is rolled to the cabinet and Phoenix begins lifting things from shelves to the table top. Floggers, a riding crop and a quirt, clamps, a fur mitt, a long and stiff feather, a bottle of lubricant, a dildo and a vibrator all are placed on the table top then he wheels it across to where Nina stands waiting, watching and anticipating as his hard cock points the way bobbing and swaying as he walks.

Leaving the table he moves and stands right in front of Nina, close enough to her that her nipples touch his chest. A hand moves between her legs and a fingertip begins to strum her clitoris as Phoenix says to her in a very low and soft voice, "And now it begins. Now you begin to live the life of a slut, a fucktoy for a Master to use for his pleasure. Now you begin to learn what it means to be a budding painslut whose pain will release the endorphins that will drive your lust and arousal to heights you've likely never dreamed of before in your wildest fantasies slut.
"Are you now ready for me to begin your arousal, your pain my slut?
"If so you many now beg for what you need and crave from your Master."

And the strumming of her clit continues non stop the entire time he's been talking and as he waits then listens to her.

 

[Vixandra]

Keira

"I would love to unwind a little thankyou" and i sat down. I began to explain to her the last time i was used. "I have not been at the chateau in quite some time. I left many months ago and now i am just returning. It has been since then that i have been used." her wicked smile ran chills up my back.

That wicked smile grew deeper, a bit of anticipation leaking into it. I ran my tongue over my lips before setting aside my book and standing.
"Well the eve is young, and I'm a bit restless. Up on your feet, aye that's my girl, strip of those clothes and arms behind your back."
I watched with pleasure as she stood nude, her pose pushing her breasts out. I pulled open a drawer next to me and removed a small box from within. I had such things hidden all over the Chateau.
From the box I pulled a pair of clamps connected by three fine platinum chains (pure silver ones being a rarity here due to the local lycanthropes).
I lifted her right breast in my hand, running my finger over the nipple, licking it gently, smiling as it hardened. Over the nipple I placed the clamp and repeated the process with her other breast. Every breath Shy took would be marked by the chain betwix the clamps, sparkling as she moved and breathed.
Tilting my head to one side I studied her and her reaction, gauging my next steps from it.

 

[shysexkitten]

i stood as i was told to, my heart beating very quickly i felt as if it was going to jump out of me. i hope she couldnt tell that i was so nervous. but yet sooo excited at the same time. naked standing there time somewhat stood still. She looked me over and then i saw a box. Soon her hands roamed my tits and i felt myself getting turned on. then sharp pain fled through me as a clamp was attached to each tit..... my breathing increased heavily and so did my excitement for what was to come

 

[Vixandra]

Keira

I could smell her nervousness, her excitement on the air like a fine spice and appreciated it more so.
"Yes, those are most becoming on you, Kitten," I circled around her, noting her creamy skin, unmarked at the moment and the rising flush in her cheeks and breasts. "Going to have to put in an order for more of them. Now step lively, knees high."
With that I lead her down into the basement, a light spank ensuring that her knees were as high as I wanted, her arms behind her back, breasts with thier clamps and chains thrust forward.
Moving with soft footfalls, we found our way to the newest of the basement rooms, the Room of St Andrew's Cross. I opened the door with a flourish, proud of the room I'd decked out most recently.
Standing on a raised dias in the center of the room was the main cross, though others lined the walls along one side. The center cross was special though, its 'X' shaped frame on a special hoist that allowed it to pivot in 360 degress at the push of a button. Was rather proud of it myself- not many hoists could hold up to 800 lbs without flinching- this one could.
I pulled a simple cat o'nine tails from equipment wall and gave it a snap.
Looking at her I asked, "Before we start, how far do you wish to go? I'd rather not push you beyond your limits but since I've not worked with you before, I'm afraid I don't know your limits."

 

[shysexkitten]

my excitement and nervousness seemed to be obvious and i soon found myself standing in the basement infront of a cross and a room filled of many things i had no clue even existed. i knew i was in deep but thats exactly where i wanted to be. i knew that i needed this. i was asked what my limits were and i began to think and than spoke. "I am not sure what my limits are i am here to learn and to serve, but as for my limits i dont know that i have reached them."

 

[Vixandra]

Keira

I'd forgotten that she was relatively new here, I thought, before looking into her eyes.
"Okay, pretty simple- if you feel you can't take anymore, this has gone to far, the safe word is 'Sprite' like the soda. Say that and all play stops, okay?"
She nodded, a faint shudder running through her.
I smiled and knew it was predatory though I was in no danger of shape-shifting.
"This here is a St Andrew's Cross- nice pretty 'X' that can easily hold your weight... and mine and at least one other's too. It will not collapse or break no matter how you struggle or are possitioned upon it. The furlined cuffs you see will hold you in possition so you don't fall. I tell you this because I want you to fear and react to only what you should not environmental fears, so to speak. Now, lovely one up on the cross."
I deliberatly left the direction she was to face out of the command, letting her choose which path she wanted to take. A lick of the flail hurried her along, catching across her buttocks as she moved.

 

[shysexkitten]

Re: Keira

I walked towards the cross and i was quite unsure of which direction to face.. my nervousness i knew was obvious as i was quite timid in my movement towards the cross thus why i felt the immediate sting across my ass. I reached the cross and stood with my back to the cross facing outwards. the furlined cuffs fit tightly around my wrists and ankles. i was up on a cross completly exposed my heart pouding what was i getting myself into

 

[Vixandra]

Keira

I smiled comfortingly as Shy got up on the cross nodding as she placed her back to the cool wood.
Quickly I fastened the cuffs restraining her hands, calves and at her waist, five points to hold her steady.
With her thus bound to the cross I stepped back, watching the chains between her breasts quiver as she breathed.
From the equipment wall I retrieved a simple flogger, its tails easily two feet long, braided silk that would sting but not truely harm.
Clearing my mind I focused all of my attention on Shy as I flicked my wrist, sending the tails of the flogger out to lash along her outer thighs. In a steady rhythm, I crossed from thigh to thigh, occasionally laying the stinging tails across her inner thighs on the upstrokes, making her jump and moan in her bindings.
After achieving a lovely pink that matched her flushed cheeks, I switched to a smaller version of the flogger, this one designed for more delicate flesh.
I removed the clamps from her nipples rolling them in my fingers to ease the flesh there.
Looking into her expressive eyes, I began to plump her right breast in my left hand, watching excitement and desire flare across her face.
Moving faster then I knew she could track, I flicked the tails of the small flogger across her breast, bring a gasp to her lips.
"Tell me, Kitten, have your breasts ever recieved such attention?"
I repeated the movement, bringing another gasp as I waited for her answer.

 

[da grunt]

Caela's confiniment

Shower completed, they toweled each other dry and attended to their sink activities, teeth brushed and a quick shave.

Grunt put his leather trousers on, and a black silk tunic with a red sash, and his comfty house boots. Caela's jeans and blouse were no longer adequate and the grunt opened a closet to find an assortment of robes, gowns and outfits. for Caela he selected translucent pink pajama's, the pants tight around the ankles yet the legs flowing, and a tie string barely above the pubic line. The top was bare midrift, and would present Caela's ample tits in a most appealling manner, "Here try this on."

While Caela mastered the pajamas the grunt made a quick scan of his computer found Keira in the baesment, the upper dungeon with Kitten. Sweet Kitten. The grunt would not disturb her.

"Come on, Caela, I've got an idea. Keira is busy and unable to deal with you right now, and I'd as soon as not piss in her porrage. But I've got thing s to do, and can't entertain a guest. What I would like to do is present you a challenge, come," says he and not waiting for response, heads for the door and holds it open for Caela. She follows and the grunt continues as they walk.

"I'm going to confine you in the simulator. This is just like the simulator on the startrek show. Just talk to the computer, and describe what you like. Your every need will be attended to, food, drink, companionship and any setting you envision. The simulation will be recorded, and you may have a copy.

"In the simulator you could believe you are anywhere, a desert, an ocean, lost in space, whatever, but you will never be leaving this room, and you will not leave this room until I allow it."

They arrived at the simulator, and the grunt let his fingers fly over the keyboard. The doors slide open and they entered the 10x15 meter room, walls pale white, the room empty.

"I leave you now," he kissed her, "have fun, we'll get to you as soon as we can."

He left the room, telling the computer, "Begin."

 

[Vixandra]

Kikyo

The AI shifted her awareness, speaking from a hidden speaker outside the simulator.
"Grunt-sama, what would you like me to run for Caela-chan today? Or is it her choice? And am I allowed to feed and water her in there? My avatar can take in food and beverage if allowable without breaking the simulation, Sir. Keira-sama installed a new adaptation that allows me to vary her appearance as well as appear more human in multiple ways."
While the AI spoke to Grunt its processors gave a quiet whirl, down in the sealed room far below the Chateau in a room adjacent to Keira's lab. The AI's avatar, the physical body known as Kikyo paused in her stocking of the kitchen from todays food drop to listen to Grunt's answer, curious as always.
Both the central computer and the avatar were running almost the same programing and connected via a constant wireless link. However, the avartar was more inquisitive and actually wanted to become human while the house computer was more concerned with keeping the Chateau well stocked, safe and sound.

 

[da grunt]

Re: Kikyo

... "Grunt-sama, what would you like me to run for Caela-chan today? Or is it her choice? And am I allowed to feed and water her in there? My avatar can take in food and beverage if allowable without breaking the simulation, Sir. Keira-sama installed a new adaptation that allows me to vary her appearance as well as appear more human in multiple ways."...

"Thank you, Kikyo, but I would like for her to conjure up the situation. Please monitor her needs however I want to explore her imagination. Would you be available that I may examine your upgrades? I'll meet you in the room of glass," responses the grunt, and not awaiting reply, walks toward that room.

 

[Vixandra]

Kikyo

"Yes, Grunt-sama!" The Ai answered with a cheery voice. Inside the simulation deck she awaited the command of the girl within, ready to obey when told what to do.

From the kitchens, the avatar Kikyo smiled happily. She'd been curious about these newest upgrades, especially the bio-metrics system that would enable emotions and things like arousal in her body now.
Keira had been too busy with the re-opening of the Chateau to give her much time though lately. So Kikyo walked down to the Room of Glass, a bounce in her step.
The fact she was dressed like a Japanese school girl with a pleated skirt so short it barely covered her buttocks made watching the walk rather interesting.
She bowed to Grunt as she after opening the door but before entering the room then bowed to the room itself.
Too many samaurai animes lately.
"Grunt-sama, how may I be of service?"

 

[da grunt]

Re: Kikyo

Originally posted by Vixandra "Grunt-sama, how may I be of service?"

"I desire to examine your upgrades? First disable all emotes and disrode."

 

[Vixandra]

Re: Re: Kikyo

"I desire to examine your upgrades? First disable all emotes and disrode."

"What is 'disrode,'" Kikyo asked with a grin before moving to comply with the order, however oddly put. "Unable to disable emotions- only Keira-sama has the ability to halt those."
Standing nude, Kikyo did a small circle in front of Grunt, showing off a slender body with a pinchable butt and breasts large enough to fill one's hands but not bigger. Proportianate to the avatar's stature of 5'1" though she could change it if nessesary. But Kikyo prefered her default origional settings and unless directed otherwise, kept them.
She felt a dampness between her legs that she'd read about before in the myrid number of books and online data streams from the internet. So this was arousal, she thought, watching Grunt for his next move.

 

[da grunt]

Re: Re: Re: Kikyo

Originally posted by Vixandra ... watching Grunt for his next move.

"Thats disappointing. I had hoped to compare. This will effect you pain emote," and he took he perky breast in the full of his hand, without pretense of sensitivity to the android's 'feelings', and squeezed the mound as he twisted, treatment that would bring the most tolerant painslut to her knees, and he watched closely the face of Kokyo, examining the details, the lubrication of the eyes, the dilalation of the pupils, the quivering of the lips. Almost perfect was Keira's invention, and invention kept secret in the chateau, in order to prevent the perversion of her creativity for nefarious means.

 

[shysexkitten]

Flinching and moaning at the pain and sting that i felt as a flogger hit my thighs over and over again. Then the clamps were released and i felt her touch rolling and pinching my tits. "No i have never had this much attention to my tits." The small flogger began to grace my tits. oh i was so excited i knew my wetness must be growing

 

[caela]

Re: Kikyo

"Yes, Grunt-sama!" The Ai answered with a cheery voice. Inside the simulation deck she awaited the command of the girl within, ready to obey when told what to do.

A challenge he'd called it before leaving. Caela looked around her and she couldn't help but comparing the "simulation deck?" - well she'd think of it as a holo-deck - to the ones she'd watched on far to many star trek episodes.

She stood silently in the center of the room for a moment, her eyes closed but flickering behind her lids as she took a quick stock of her body and it's needs. It had been a long and eventful couple of days and from the languid feel of her muscles she could tell she needed rest but not sleep and her stomach was rumbling despite having eaten breakfast. So she'd need somewhere quiet and something to eat, perhaps some physical excercise of a non-sexual nature and at the moment she wanted something familiar as well.

She had no idea how long she would be here but hoped it would be long enough to stretch her imagination after she'd had time to relax and re-center herself. "Computer, is there something you prefer to be called other then computer? Anyway, could I have a nice pastoral setting please, a large multi acre field, perhaps wheat or hay, with some woods off in the distance, and a large chestnut stallion already saddled to ride please."

Caela laughed in delight as the setting she asked for materialzed around her and from across the field she could see the asked for horse approaching. When the stallion reached her she reached for the saddle horn and then glanced down at the pyjamas she wore and shook her head. "These won't do for a ride. Could I have a pair of jeans and riding chaps please Computer?" When the necessary garment materialized beside her in the hay she quickly changed and folded the pyjama bottoms so they wouldn't get mussed.

Swinging up onto the stallions back she gripped the reins and with a quick kick to his sides set him off at a gallop for the woods on the horizon. There was nothing that calmed and centered her quicker then a good hard ride, the feel of the wind whipping past her, her thick hair flying out behind her, the way ones body needed to become one with your steed to ride well. For Caela it was always a visceral experience, one that bypassed her brain and that she felt deeply straight into her bones. The only thing that could give her body more pleasure was sex and she'd had plenty of that just recently. Sex though could unsettle both her mind and emotions, riding brought her a calm that not even her deepest meditations did.

And now as she flew across the field she felt that calm stealing over her mind until it was as soft and clear as an untouched pool. Horse and rider disappeared into the woods and the simulated beast easily made all the jumps that loomed before it and moved with barely a touch on the reins. She pushed the animal much harder then she would a real beast because in the back of her mind she knew it was a simulation and when at last she reined him in and slid from his back she chuckled to find that not even a bead of sweat was on him.

Setting the horse loose to do whatever simulated horses did she threw herself down on the forest floor and was instantly and deeply asleep before she could even plan on what changes she would make when she awoke.

 

[Pywakit]

Nina and Master Phoenix

I watch, silent and observant, as Master slowly undresses before me. As his cock comes into view, I can’t help but gasp softly in admiration and maybe a little nervous fear… he’s certainly large enough! Yet he doesn’t approach yet; instead, he begins loading all sorts of devices onto a table nearby. The table loaded, he steps up to me and begins softly strumming my clit as he talks.

“Yes, Master… although ‘begin’ my arousal isn’t quite correct. I’ve been hot for you since I first saw you… since I first heard of you. And now… now I want you… I need you to use me, however might please you. Use your fingers, your fist, your cock, your tongue, and all of those tools on that table there. Let me be a canvas for your arousal and lust, one signed in the white-hot heat of your seed. And if I please you well enough, I hope you’ll allow me a release of my own…”