The Café Chateau

In the holo-deck

Hours later it seemed Caela woke refreshed and feeling like she had slept for days. And sore she realized when she rolled to sit up. Muscles she hadn't worked so hard and well for months were very aware of the workout they'd been given recently and protested her moving. Her stomach growled loudly and she laughed softly. "Computer, if it's not too much trouble is there a way to get food, real food in here? I could use some breakfast or whichever meal the time indicates. Preferably some fresh fruit and bread, maybe a bit of cheese as well if possible?"

She knew she'd have to wait a bit for the food, after all the computer would have to contact someone else to get it and bring it to her since she was locked inside and couldn't go get it herself.

As she looked around her she spotted the pyjama bottoms she discarded earlier and slid back into them, she rather liked the harem appearance they gave her and grinned. Taking in her surrounding she thought it was time for a change.

"Computer, lets get a little more creative with our scenery. I'd like people to play with I think...er, interact with. How about ancient Troy from the Iliad, just after Paris has brought Helen home with him and before the Greeks have arrived. I'd like to keep my stallion but lets make him white as a cloud and wing, my very own Pegasus. Hmmmmm, what am I forgetting? Oh! I know, new clothes again, this time lets go with the robes of an acolyte of Athena."

Caela laughed with delight as her wishes took form around her. A wavering of light and her pasture changed to Troy and people appeared seemingly out of nowhere surrounding her in the sudden crush of a busy city. Her clothes changed appearance to a snow white toga that left her right arm bare as if to easily grasp a weapon, on her hip was a short sword as befitted a priestess of the warrior goddess and around her left arm was a silver torque bearing the symbol of Athena, an owl.

When the stallion came flying down out of the sky toward her the people around her suddenly shrieked and scattered like vermin, seeking the first doorway they could find. Only she held her place and watched him land, a glowing smile on her face as he neared her and bumped her shoulder playfully. Reaching up she stroked the bridge of his nose lightly while the people watched her in awe from their hiding places.
 
Re: Re: Re: Casca/ Mo

Casca said:
Her pleas fell lost to his ears but her desperation drove him to spank her ass as he both commanded, "yes, cum," and he himself came, hard and deep, and he himself making animal sounds with each thrust.

Even after, spent, he continued to slide his limbering cock, a wet snake, allowing Mo's muscles to grasp and milk him ...
... And that what she did, her muscles work him hard to get every drop out of him,
Then she is feeling him relaxing and he is slowly gliding out of her.

She got up with a wobble in her legs and the feeling of deep penetration in her womb, it was fulfilling but exhausting at the same time.
She slowly walks to the bathroom where she gathers towels and a small basin with warm water and goes back to him to clean him up with experience hands.

“ Sir is it allowed to clean myself ?”, she asked. She really could use are hot shower or better a bubble bath for relaxing her body or some time in the steaming room.

But first she has to see if he needs more of her service.
 
In the holo-deck

Deciding to see just how much like Star Trek this simulator thing was she wandered over to a nearby vending stall that sold fruits and purchased an apple for her steed and a bunch of large succulent grapes for herself. Paying for them from a pouch at her waist she smiled at the obvious fear of the Pegasus in the vendors eyes and wandered off down the street happily munching her grapes. She was startled to find that they actually tasted like grapes and she could feel her stomach filling up as she ate them. Apparently she could eat and drink here, no wonder the computer had ignored her odd request for sustenance, it must have thought she was nuts.

Deciding to freak the people around her out just a little she leaped onto her winged horses back and he took off into the air. As they flew higher she could see the people below pointing in amazement and heard more then on say she must be God-touched. Guiding the horse to the temple of Athena she landed lightly in the courtyard and was startled at the sudden sharp sound of her name. "Caela!" It came from an older woman, obviously a High Priestess from her garb and the woman didn't look happy with her.

"Where have you been young woman? I should not have to send Armenides out scouting for you, and to ride him back like he was some sort of...of...HORSE! You should be ashamed of yourself." The glowering in the womans eyes had Caela worried, simulated or not this woman could hurt her within the parameters of the computers programming.

"I'm sorry Priestess, he seemed in a playful mood and even showed off a bit while in flight."

The woman's glare turned to encompass the Pegasus standing nearby and she made a small annoyed sound in her throat, "Show-off. Alright then girl, off to the kitchens with you, since you've wasted the morning you can do extra grunt work. Send Cyla and Helene to serve in the hall in your place."

Caela sighed and entered the temple, it wasn't a complicated place and she quickly found her way to the kitchen. Wasn't it just her luck, her own simulation and she was already in trouble. Ah well it seemed to be part of the program the computer had set up for her, would teach her not to be a little more specific in the furture. Still it was interesting and she quickly caught the hang of helping the temple cook by fetching and carrying, arranging plates and staying far away from whatever delicacy he was cooking.

Afterward she slipped from the temple once more. She'd made sure to learn that all acolytes had free time after the lunch hour unless specifically scheduled for some training. The temple priestesses saw to the running of things when petitioners came and thought it best not to have the acolytes underfoot. And so with her belly full Caela took off once more through the streets of Troy.
 
<QUOTE><B>… But first she has to see if he needs more of her service.</B></QUOTE>”On your knees before me, taste your fuck,” say Casca, his limpid cock still alive with feeling. Now, in its limp state she could take more of him into her mouth, and this she did, in addition to holding his cock in her hand and licking along the base before licking his balls. His cock began to jerk, showing sign of resurrection when he pulled back, saying, “Enough, go get cleaned up. You did good, little slave girl, very good.”
Casca joined her in the bathroom and emptied his bladder before jumping into a cold shower.

Another vignette had ended for Casca, but not the end of the story or even a chapter. Peter still had his hands full, and Casca rationalized, who it was he awaited needed Casca more than Casca needed him.

“I’m not done with you, yet. I still want to stretch your ass open, just like I did your pussy, but not now. For now, go, enjoy yourself, prepare for the next encounter.”
 
Casca said:


“I’m not done with you, yet. I still want to stretch your ass open, just like I did your pussy, but not now. For now, go, enjoy yourself, prepare for the next encounter.”

In his limp stage he could get his cock much better in his mouth as an erect stage.

But still couldn’t get him in at once, she clean him again with her tongue, in every skin fold till she is sure she does not miss a spot.

She shudder’s by his words he is not through with her, he wants her ass.
Dam it, she is not sure if she could take him.
She should prepare herself for the occasion, if she is allowed to do so.

“Sir with your permission I would use the steam room and is it allowed to prepare myself for the next encounter?” she asked shyly.
 
Originally posted by Anna Sue ... “Sir with your permission I would use the steam room and is it allowed to prepare myself for the next encounter?” she asked shyly.
"Wonderful idea, I'll join you," says Casca.
 
Casca said:
"Wonderful idea, I'll join you," says Casca.
"Sure Sir what ever is you desires."

Mo walks out of the dungeon down the hallways to the Spa area.
The château has everything what you ever could dream of, they pass some of the employees. Everyone is hand picked and they know when they let out a secret of the chateau they not just get fired.
They give massages, skin care and mask for the whole body and whatever you desire.

She wish she could take a massage herself but this has to wait till later.

They stop in front of the steams room, in front of it is a shower cabin and she goes in there and showers for a few minutes, just too clean herself.
Then she takes two towels and lay them down on the upper banks and climbs up their and watch Casca when he does do the same.
 
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Mstr Phoenix w/ Nina in a dungeon:

'You do have a way with words lovely little slut," Phoenix says with a smile as he pinches her clit and tugs on it.

"Now let's see how well you can sing your song of arousal and erotic pain and dance your slut's dance of arousal and pain for me shall we?"

One of his hands slides into the mitt made of soft thick fur as he picks up a flogger in his other hand.

"This is a faux horsehair flogger slut. It will be the start of your introduction to erotic pain my little slut," Phoenix says quietly as he rubs her breasts, nipples and belly to the top of her mons with the soft fur mitt.

When she begins to react to the stimulation the flogger's swung over hand so that it lands across the tops of both of her breasts, the extremely thin tips striking the outside of her right breast as they curl around it.

The mitt slides up Nina's right side from her hip until, a few moments after her breasts have been struck, the thick soft fur is lightly rubbing over where each has been struck just moments ago.

As he slides it over her Phoenix moves so that he's standing on her other side and as her eyes slit in response to what she's feeling the flogger's swung again. This time so that the myriad of thin tails strike the undersides of both breasts and the outside of her left breast.
 
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In the holo-deck

And so with her belly full Caela took off once more through the streets of Troy.

The young woman grinned and laughed as she roamed the streets. It was easy for her to lose herself in the teaming mass of humanity around her even if it was all a computer generated illusion. It was like a game of pretend suddenly sprung up real around her and she loved it. Without realizing it she wandered toward the palace at the heart of the city and was surprised to find things becoming much more tense the nearer she drew to it's high walls.

"Halt!" a strong male voice startled her from her curious path and she found she had to look up to see the face of the gaurd who suddenly was standing before her. Her nose crinkled slightly in distaste as she realized just how good a job the computer did with it's characters, the man looked as if he hadn't bathed in a week and smelled even worse!

"Can I help you?" she asked. It took all her control not to reach up and pinch her nose closed and finally the beast stepped back a bit and she could breath again. "Since when do palace gaurds stop an acolyte of Athena?"

The gaurd gave her a rather haughty look as his eyes skimmed down over her and it made her bristle but she knew he wouldn't dare lay a hand on one the Goddess own so she bit her tongue. "Since Priam, he's the King in case you forgot little girl, gave the order that no one is to enter the palace walls. Something to do with the woman Paris brought home with him." The last was said rather dismissively because Helen's arrival was a well known fact in the city even though no one had seen her as yet.

Caela's eyes narrowed as she looked up at the upstart gaurd. The looks she cast him must have reminded him the even a priestess in training just might be god-touched for her quickly twisted out of her view to return to his other duties.

As the gaurd disappeared Caela grinned to herself and whispered, "Computer, you are a marvel, if you throw some twists at me that won't get me hurt I will love you forever. Please let your creator know he or she is brilliant."

As the sun began to set Caela couldn't help but wonder if time was passing normally in here or at an accelerated rate. It didn't matter though, she simply made her way back through the twisting streets of the city she'd had created for her and to the temple for her evening duties. She knew she'd be in the kitchen's again but didn't care...she was having too much fun!
 
Kikyo

da grunt said:
"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.
Kikyo's eyes moistened as Grunt pinched her breast, a small moan coming from her lips.
The upgrades were new enough she wasn't sure of what response she should have beside her automatic responses. Her thighs grew moist with a bio-synthetic lubricant Keira had found heaven only knows where. A flush of crimson grew under her poly-morphic skin, tinging her a lovely pink across her breasts, neck and face.
Blinking rapidly as she processed all of these new feelings, she looked at Grunt, eyes a wide violet and whispered.
"This- I... what is this feeling? This is pain? How can pain feel good? My dictionary says pain is a negative feelinging and this... I have trouble describing it. I feel hot and wet and flustered."
 
Keira

shysexkitten said:
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

I watched and smelled the increase in her arousal, the growing wetness between her thighs and smiled happily.
I feel into an easy rhythm, the small flogger an extension of my hand as it licked over her breasts, a small sharp pain in an area that rarely feels such things.
Her breast grew warmer, fuller and red in my hands as blood infused it. But her other breasts mustn't be neglected and I turned my attentions to it, plumping it up with my free hand and flogging it.
Only when both of her breasts were full and red did I slow, taking almost lazy flails at either breasts in an unpredictable rhythm, catching first one then the other, making her writhe against the cross.

I stepped back to admire my handy work then strode to the wall once more, this time pulling open a fridge that lined the wall. From the fridge part I pulled a new pair of clamps, these ones icy to the touch, both with dangling sapphires on a 1 inch length of chain. Tiny bells lined the twin chains that connected the clamps and would tinkle gently as she moved.
After showing Shy the clamps I attatched them to her nipples, giving the chains a gentle tug to test its hold.
 
Re: Kikyo

Originally posted by Vixandra "This- I... what is this feeling? This is pain? How can pain feel good? My dictionary says pain is a negative feelinging and this... I have trouble describing it. I feel hot and wet and flustered."
"Affirmative, Kikyo, pain. Keira is brilliant, such a marvelous creation," said the grunt as he examined the android. Keira's work was so intricate and detailed that it was difficult to tell the difference between Kikyo and a real geisha. Her tolerance to pain wasn't commensurate with a human, though. The twisted tit in his hand would have brought a real geisha to her knees. Kikyo response was of heat and desire, eyes pleading, desperate to know things she knew the definition of, but of which she had no intimate knowledge. Grunt release her breast and moved his hand to her twat, feeliing the flowing lubricants over the skin covering, inserting his finger into the wetness, feeling the artifical membrane, all the while watching the reaction of the creation. The instant understanding of passion was like a light thrown upon its face and an apparently programmed shudder and buckling of the knees completed the illusion of enlightenment.

He withdrew his finger and smelled it Musky, yet sweet, flavored by god! He tasted his finger, what was it, a hint of vanilla? He presented the finger to it so that it may sample. "Analyze this," he instructs.

"Aslo, I want to know if it would it bother you if I stopped now?"
 
Nina and Master Phoenix in the Dungeon

I gasp as the horsehair flogger strikes my tits. The feeling is intense… tiny lances of pain immediately soothed by the sensation of the fur mitt rubbing against my flesh. The second time he swings the flogger, I jerk in delight and surprise. Again and again the horsehair flogger strikes me, to be followed by the soft silky fur mitt. With each strike, a breathy moan escapes me, and before long I close my eyes entirely so each strike is a delicious surprise. My tits are soon burning with heat, and as his mitt rubs against me I arch my back in a desperate attempt to press my chest more firmly against his touch.
 
Mste Phoenix w/ Nina in the dungeon:

Again and again he uses the flogger to kiss the now reddening silky skin of her firm tits and their now extremely hard and swollen nipples.

Now he just uses the mitt on Nina's breasts, but eases his pressing as she trys to get more so it just lightly slides over her sensitized skin.

As he does so the flogger begins slowly striking across her tummy on its way from her breasts toward her open pussy and spread legs.

"What are you feeling little slut? What are you thinking? Tell me so I may learn more and more about you."
 
Re: Keira

Pulling against my restraints as my tits turned bright red... the flogger continued to hit them til they were warm with sensations and painfully red... she walked away and i wasnt sure where she went but then infront of my face was a pair of clamps... i knew what was to happen next i just closed my eyes, took a deep breath and then felt the clamps on each of my tits i tried to relax but then they were pulled and i screamed as much as i could and pulled against my restraints.... they were so cold and painful. i tried to relax then soon after i knew they werent going anywhere soon
 
Nina and Master Phoenix in the Dungeon

"Unngh,' I grunt as I feel the flogger's kiss start to travel down my torso. I shudder as I imagine how it'll feel against my ass... or my pussy, for that matter.

"It's amazing, Master. I don't quite know how to describe it, actually... It feels almsot like I just stepped into my body, and can feel every single point along its surface where the flogger's touched me..."
 
Mstr Phoenix w/ Nina in the dungeon:

"Before our time here is over slut you'll feel nerve endings that you didn't know you had and very, very intensely too if I have my way, and I will," he says with a low chuckle.

When the flogger reaches the apex of her open slit, when her belly is as red and sensitve as her boobs and nipples, Phoenix moves the flogger skipping her wet pussy and begins lashing back and forth from one thigh to the other as the mitt now moves over her belly as well as her tits and nipples.
 
Nina and Master Phoenix in the Dungeon

I moan in frustration as the flogger passes over my cunt and turns its attention to my legs. The feeling of its kisses on my thighs and the soft touch of the mitt on my belly is incredible, but the area between aches and throbs in desperation. I consider for a moment cashing in the reward I earned less than an hour ago in the library, but decide against it. I'll hold onto that as long as I can.
 
Mstr Phoenix w/ Nina in the dungeon:

The fronts of both thighs are lashed, the outsides and inside as he slowly turns her skin a lovely red.

Her breasts are reheated as the mitt rubs her legs and he walks around behind her dragging it over her thigh.

Then he begins to lash her back from her shoulders slowly up and down her back as his other hand rubs her with the mitt where the floggers just been.

Up and down her back he lashes and rub, with occasion kisses to one breast or the other, one thigh or the other in between, and the mitt follows where the many, many near hair thin latex tails have struck.
 
Nina and Master Phoenix in the Dungeon

How long can this go on, I wonder? He's lashing at my back now, I can feel the flogger's touch against the small of my back, between my shoulder blades, and everywhere it touches burns wtih life. The tingling burn is nearly everywhere now, everywhere but my waist. When I close my eyes, I can almost see my body through the feeling, aglow with fire except for a cold dead zone where my cunt should be. I bite at my lip, trying to supress the urge to scream at him, to beg him to use the flogger on my sex, but I'm not sure how much longer I can hold out...
 
Mste Phoenix w/ Nina in the dungeon:

Once Phoenix is satisified with the red color of the lightly tanned skin of her back... the flogger moves lower.

He uses it on one ass cheek from top to bottom and back up again and again until its color matches that of her back. Then he moves to the other side and, after lashing both nipples once again, begins on her other cheek until it's color matches its twin.

As her cheeks have been lashed the ends of the tails have intruded into the cleft between heating this tender and protected area too.... and the mitt follows the heating of her posterior as he walks back to stand in front of her close enough for her nipples to just brush his chest and the very tip of his hard cock to very lightly nuzzle her open cleft.

"What do you feel slut? What are you thinking right now? What do you crave to, hope to feel next my lil slut?"
 
Nina and Master Phoenix in the Dungeon

As the flogger finally moves down to my ass, I squeel in delight. But when Master steps away, just as the tender stinging strands were about to reach my cunt... he stops and asks me his question.

My answer is immediate.

"My cunt, Master. Use the flogger on my cunt. I ache to feel it, and to discover it with my open, hungry pussy. I'm dying to learn if I can resist its kisses, if I can hold back an orgasm as you bring your attention to me until you give me permission to release."
 
Mstr Phoenix w/ Nina in a dungeon:

"Now patience my slut. Not yet, you're not nearly ready for that test yet.
"First your pussy has other things to feel, to experience before it is kissed by a flogger."

He lays down the flogger and mitt, picks up the feather with the steel pen nib on its tip and squats in front of Nina.

Looking up into her eyes he draws the feather down one swollen labia then moves it to slide it up the other one. Back and forth, up and down her open lips the feather moves and Phoenix moves his hand to keep the same light and tickling touch regardless of how Nina's hips move or jerk.

It move to her inner lips and between outer and inner, along side both sides and round her straing clit, which it never touches.
 
Nina and Master Phoenix in the Dungeon

This new sensation causes me to hiss in shock. The tickling feeling along my lower lips is just enough for me to know my cunt is still there, but not nearly enough to get me going. It's a faint, tremulous tease, and it's wonderful not as much for the actual feeling, but because it shows that Master has not forgotten my pussy. I realize I've been holding my breath since that first hissing intake of breath, and gasp as I release it.
 
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