The Café Chateau

[JupitersGirl]

Suddenly, I feel him jerk slightly and the first jet hits the back of my throat, hot and forcefully. The cry that issues from his lips seems to go on forever as he shoots stream after stream of his juices into my welcoming mouth as it continues relentlessly to suck the cum from his body. I feel him shake against me and fall against the wall behind him, dragging Shy with him to slide down to the shower floor with me, arms and legs all ajumble.

 

[Guest]

The Gallows Fruit Is Ripe.

Frank had passed what might have been the longest night of his life. He had lived through a great deal, both in the Army, and in the criminal subculture he called home.
But he had nothing to compare to, or to prepare him for, a night spent in a dying tree while watching the moonlight reflected from the eyes of creatures that meant to kill and eat him.
And in the morning his hopes were dashed, they were still there. A few would wander away for a bit, for water he guessed, but the majority stayed put. And one always was watching him.

The wolves cocked their heads suddenly, looked puzzled.
ANd then he heard it, and had the same reaction. Someone was coming, and they were .....whistling????
Winter Wonderland???

"What the fuck???"

Two figures stepped around a huge oak, one was average in height and build, dressed in a long coat and broad brimmed hat. The other was huge, it could only be the butler from the Chateau.
And he was dressed in what appeared to be early golf apparell. And carrying a golf bag.

"Well, if it isn't our erstwhile guest, Frank"

Ekvitkar made a point of looking around, especially up at what sky was visible.

"Ooops, it would appear to be after sunrise, Frank"

"Fuck you asshole, call off your dogs."

"Tsk Tsk Tsk.... Did you here that Gabriel, he called you dogs???"

A huge white wolf came to sit beside him, and Frank could have sworn it's eyes glowed red for a moment. Then it grinned, unmistakably.

"Oh well, I suspect that Gabriel will have the last laugh, he usually does."

He motioned Edward over and the two engaged in a short whispered conversation.
Another quick look.

"Ok, but I might still recomend the Normark."

Ekvitkar took the golf bag and removed an object from it, handed it to Edward. It was an Estwing camp axe.
Edward stepped up to the tree, stopped, looked back.

"It's ok Edward, you are doing no harm to the forrest, that tree is black inside."

He looked up at Frank for a moment.

"Probably a case of like to like."

With slow measured swings Edward began to chop. And Frank began to yell, then scream.
Then he threw his knife.
Edward stopped for a moment, and calmly removed the knife from the upper surface of his shoulder. Examined his shirt.
Started swinging again.

"Stop Edward."

The big man stopped and rested his axe on the top of his shoe.

"*Sigh* Ok Frank, whats the problem??"

"Problem!!!!! Motherfucker!!!!! What do you think the goddamn problem is?? What the fuck do you think your doin!!!!"

"Well, lessee, it's after sunrise, I made you a promise. SO.... Edward is chopping down your tree. ANd when it falls Gabriel and his brothers and sisters here are gonna run you down and rip you to pieces. They've been out all night and are hungry, so they'lle probably start eating you before you even stop screaming."

He paused for a moment.

"And other than me laughing my ass off while it happens, that just about covers it. Eh shitheel??"

The look on Franks face is priceless.

"Why the look asshole? You've made a living doing terrible things to people for years. What? Never thought it would happen to you? SNRK!! Nah, your kind never does.
Proceed Edward"

"NO... WAIT!! DON"T...."

"Oh.....What now? Damnit I haven't had breakfast yet and I'm getting hungry. You should be dead by now, already."

"But...But.. Ok..I'LL TELL IT ALL!!!!!!

"So? ... Edward."

The axe swings back, but before it can fall.
Frank starts yelling out information.

Half an hour, and a few more swings of the axe, later.

"Ok Frank, you have my word. THe road is that way. Neither I, nor anything I have control over, will harm you between here and there. "

Frank mumbled something under his breath.

"No, Fuck YOU asshole, now you can go, or I can shoot you off that limb for questioning my Word."

He turns away, all his business is done here.

"Hey Gabriel, you and the pack go with Edward, he's got a couple hundred pounds of beef for your breakfast."

The big white wolf breaks into another grin. And he and his pack follow Edward back in the direction of the Chateau.

Ekvitjar sits on a rock and watches as Frank makes his way down the tree. SHows him open hands when his feet touch ground. Sees the look in his eyes.

"I wouldn't, remember the girl? I'm geometricly worse. By about ten levels."

Frank curses and turns, starts into the woods again.

As he disapears from site, Ekvitkar rises and walks to the tree.
From a pocket inside his coat he removes Franks printout.
From another comes a balisong.
A clicking twirl and he pins the paper to the tree.
Something, or someone, will see it.
And do what should be done.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

hmmm...moving day

I know I must look passing strange to those who have come and gone, this morning. Sitting in a bar, facing the door, with nary a drink in sight. Eventually, the house keeper I had sent on my little errand steps through the door and glances around. In her hands she carries a tiny silver tray, with what seems to be a cup and a piece of paper placed upon it. She makes her way over to me and hands me the folded slip of paper.

"Lynette:
Glad to see you have made up your mind. You were right of course about the busy-ness of my night and it looks like today is going to be much of the same. I know that EKVITKAR set you up a rudimentary play room. Anything you would like to place within it can be found in our basement or attic. Just go nose around and see what you can find. Also, choose any room on the second floor for your own..(as long as it does not all ready have occupants). I will be along eventually to give you that chat you require. Until the have a cuppa joe on me."

I smile slightly when she places the cup in front of me. The smell is rich, probably a nice dark roasted brazilian blend. I take a sip and thank her for her help. With a smile she is gone.

 

[da grunt]

Originally posted by JupitersGirl ... arms and legs all ajumble.

The cold wall against his back, the warm water of the showers, the deliciously soft, wet and slippery skin of the adoring firls, at his feet, brought the boyish mischief in the grunt out, never really hard to do, and began his crowing, and showing off. As a dancer will sway to swing her breasts, the grunt grinds to swing his cock in large circles, laughing at the following eyes of the girls, and with a turn of his hip, WOP, the grunt strikes Elena's face, from chin to ear, to be rewarded by a terrible look of recognition of mass, a cross between a slap and a weak punch. WOP, the otherside of her face, and WOP, WOP, twice more. He teases her, letting his cock get close to, but not into, her mouth. Laughing like a boy, he does the same to Shy, but not his cock has some rigidity, and the mass greater, WOP, WOP, - WOP, WOP. "Stand now," and he helps the girls up, and then urinates into the drain by their feet, "always piss after cummin'!" Water off, and out the door the grunt goes, grabbing towels and throwing them to the girls and using one on himself.

"Now, for my shave."

 

[Vixandra]

Keira

The belling of the wolves stired me from my contemplation of the rising sun. I stood, stretching and yawned.
Time for bed- I probably wouldn't awaken untill around three or four at least but that's okay. I made my way through the ball room, past the quiet hallways.
I ran through the kitchens to snag a quick snack and saw Edward going to feed the wolves. I nibbled on my chocolate cake while watching them eat. So beautiful- fur sleek and shining, eyes so bright.
I looked at a huge white male- Gabriel wasn't he?

 

[JupitersGirl]

Da grunt is a handful! That man has more energy than a box of puppies!

Thwack!! If he swats me with that towel onnnee mooorrrre tiiiimmme!!!!!

Finally, Shy and I get him sat down before the mirror. He finally calms down when she gets the razor to his head. I can't help but laugh at him and tease him a bit. He's so deathly afraid she'll cut him. Can't really blame him though. I'll never tell, but I'm sure I saw Shy's hand tremble just a bit when she brought the razor up to start on him.

But in no time his bare head was as shiny and bright as could be and we were up dressing him for his day, playfully dodging his groping hands while we did it. "Off with you now....go find something to do. Some of us have work waiting." And with final kisses, hugs and gropes, Shy and I were banned from his sight.

 

[Guest]

Just whistle

Ekvitkar wanders into the bar, he appears to be chewing the remains of a large biscuit.
Under one of his arms he has a wrapped box. About the size of a garment box.

He makes his way over to the bar, requests and recieves a HUGE cup of black coffee. A quick sip and wanders toward Lynettes table, whistling.

She grins, she could swear that he is whistling "Another One Bites the Dust.", badly.

"Hello Dear One, I trust the morning run went well?"

"Ahhh Good. Well things went as expected with Frank, which reminds me."

He motions to one of the bar staff, and when they arrive he whispers a few words into her ear. Pats her on the bum and sends her off.

"One last bit of business, and then I am free for the rest of the day."
"Speaking of the day. A present."

He slides the box across the table to her.

When she opens it she finds a burgandy mini, and a matching vest. Also there is a set of soft, tall boots. Further she finds a black mesh shirt, identical to the one he removed from her, her first night here.

Before she can say anything, the waitress arrives, and hands him a manilla envelope.
Into this he drops what appears to be a compact digital recorder. He carefully seals the envelope. Thinks for a moment. And tips wax from the table candle onto the flap. He breathes across the large ring he wears and presses into the wax.

"THis needs to be delivered to Grunt.
Yesterday.
Give it to Lillith, she will know how to proceed."

"Ok. Now that thats done.. Ooops almost forgot."

He reaches into the seemingly inexaustable pockets of his coat, and produces a flat package.

"This goes with the other, and with your office here."

Slightly flabbergasted, she opens the new parcel.
Inside is a four foot snake whip, braided out of matching burgundy leather, with black accent braids.

"Good, shall we go pick you out some stuff now???"

"Wait!"

He raises an eyebrow.

"Just one question."

"Okay."

"Why does the vest have a hood attached?"

He gets a distant look on his face for a moment, smiles almost whistfully.

"Inside joke Dear One, I'll explain later."

 

[da grunt]

Movin' along

The grunt dresses in his leather trousers, boots, and a fresh olive shit. As he is about to leave the housekeeper shows up. It is not Gertrude. He receives his pot of coffee and a note from Lynnette. He sets the housekeeper to attending the mess. He pours coffee into his large mug and leaves, and to the bar he goes.

 

[Vixandra]

Keira

After playing with the wolves a bit, scratching behind thier ears and snuggling into thier warm fur I leave them to get some sleep.
I strip the moment I enter my room, glad to be free of my clothing, though I can still smell the pack on my skin. Not a bad smell, just different. Smiling I snuggle into my bed and fall into a deep sleep.

 

[AngelicAssassin]

Re: The Gallows Fruit Is Ripe.

Frank curses and turns, starts into the woods again.

As he disapears from site, Ekvitkar rises and walks to the tree.
From a pocket inside his coat he removes Franks printout.
From another comes a balisong.
A clicking twirl and he pins the paper to the tree.
Something, or someone, will see it.
And do what should be done.

He watched the first stumbling, then running into the forest. Watched the second 'post,' then disappear. His feet barely made a whisper as he touched down near the dead tree. Curiosity had always been a bane for him. He held his hand just short of the paper pinned and fluttering from the tree, fingers slightly splayed, knowing better.

He settled the tips upon the bottom, pinning and holding it against the trunk, eyes slowly examining, drinking in every detail. A small exhalation escaped at pertinent passages, a glitter in his eyes slowly building. He gently stroked the paper one last time. His hand removed a Black from an inner pocket, lit it, and returned the torch to another inner pocket. He inhaled deeply before letting the cloying aroma escape.

He'd catnapped from a perch overlooking the milieu the night before, not sure whether to help, or hinder. The white wolf had come within a whisper, but he'd relaxed the pull on the bow when they had all seated themselves in vigil. His fingers slowly pincered inward from the outer points of his eyes, across the lids with gentle pressure, coming to rest on the bridge of his nose. He inhaled again, releasing his fingers looking down. The knife of the first lay discarded at the base of the dead trunk, forgotten by owner, target and the second. He knelt, examining the blade, before picking the weapon up and sheathing it at his calf.

As he stood again, the paper recaptured his attention. He questioned himself methodically, worse case scenario to most likely. He'd spent a year on the periphary wandering aimlessly. Now this. Commitment, taking a chance, another instance ... thoughts slowly spiralling outward to territory best left uncovered.

The torch appeared in his hand again, lit the bottom of the paper flag and disappeared once more. As an afterthought, he reached thru the slowly building flame and removed the balisong without knowing why. The standard fell to the forest floor, slowly dying as its fuel turned to ash. He knelt, hand extended, fingers slightly splayed, just short of the ashen skeleton. A slight whisper of wind passed between living and dead, and the ash disappeared into fragments. He stood slowly looking at his hand, blinked once, and shook himself from distraction.

The trail seemed a highway to him as he followed the path of the first into the woods. Exhaustion makes a man lazy. Fear makes him forgetful. Reprieve lends a false sense of security. Minutes later, the first got yanked back into reality.

His initial engagement took the first in the ass, the head missing anything vital, but definitely slowing down forward progress, actually face down. As he reached behind him to grasp the imbedded shaft, the memory of the first quickly threw a piece of information at him, "Ok Frank, you have my word. The road is that way. Neither I, nor anything I have control over, will harm you between here and there. " The first half rolled on his side, stopping when the shaft made contact with the ground, his eyes searching for the source of the assault.

The source made his presence known a second before the first raised his hands in defense, or supplication. Another shaft pinned the hands of the first to the forest floor above his head. He approached slowly, letting the first get the initial slobbering and whining from the pain out of the way. He replaced the cursing, empty threats, and promises with a shriek by placing a foot upon the upper hip of the first and slowly bearing down with his weight. The shaft in the ass quickly reminded the first of his poor position.

He granted another reprieve, removing his foot from the hip of the first and squatting near his chest. Over the next few minutes, the eyes of the first moved from vague hope, past abject fear, to broken resignation. The first had three choices: remain where he lie hoping for a miracle and rescue before the forest and its denizens consumed him; remove the shafts, hopefully not bleed out, and find safety; or end all suffering quickly and submit.

He quashed the renewed vindictive spewing from the mouth of the first. Leaning forward, knee to hip and weight applied brought forth a fresh shriek. Moments later, choice made, he walked back toward the chateau.

 

[sweetslut-slave]

Gertrudes Journal

As I left the room, fully dressed (remembered to put my clothes on this time!) the belt against me and the egg snug inside me, I checked over my current to do list.

Towels, bedding, sheets, cleaning supplies, robes, TP, assorted oils, (grins at that one!), ash trays, notebooks and pens, garbage bags, candles, and matches filled the cart. I delivered all my items to each room, picking up Mr. Grunts cat along the way. When I reached Mr. Grunts room, he was not there. Leaving his cat and supplies in his room, I finished my rounds.

Back in my new room, I grabbed my journal from the bedside table and noticed that old book. I wanted to know what it was about! I will ask him sometime. My thoughts returned to my journal. I headed to my old room. Needed some alone time.

I sat in my old massaging chair and opened my journal to the last page and began to write.

THE JOURNAL:

Mr. Grunt has made a play for me. Mr. Curtis says he is not into sharing, at least not yet. I am thankful for that. It is hard enough to learn about one man, and his ideas. This Mr. Curtis is a very distinguished gentleman. The grey streaks in his hair give him a dignified appearance. I love the look in his eyes, shows some of his boyish charms, and makes me quiver inside when he looks at me. When we returned to our room, he looked a little stressed. I longed to remove it for him, so I offered to give him a massage.

I woke up feeling a little out of sorts. My day has been routine. Checked each room, delivered Mr. Grunts cat, and will be returning to Mr. Curtis shortly.

*************

Gertrude falls asleep in the massaging chair only to wake up a little later to the bouncing egg.

 

[sweetslut-slave]

Re: Gertrudes Journal Later

Gertrude falls asleep in the massaging chair only to wake up a little later to the vibrating egg.

Startled, she awoke to the intense vibration of something within her. She reached down to find the source of this feeling. She found a chastity belt against her and something zapping her inside. "What was that? why was it there? Oh no, it has started again!" The pain was very evident in her face, as she tried to hold back the tears. There sat her journal on the last page used. Her face changed as she read the following words:

Oh what a night! Wine, dinner, an elegant date and an offer for fun! i was elated to see Grunt wanted me. If only i could express it to Curtis. When we got back to the room, the massage really turned me on. i was just so excited, looking at His cock, feeling it grow big, wanting Him to feel me want Him. i was disappointed when He said no. Told me to wait. The pallet was no fun! i thought for a while then began to feel my wetness grow, the desire overcame me, i touched my cunt. The wetness increased in me and i felt the rush of cumming. The MOAN i could not control. i know now i woke Him up with it. He punished me for touching myself.

The punishment i picked was the whip. i know i was smiling when He finished. The pain was exhiliariting. Each smack hit its mark and tingled. The harder it got, the wetter my pussy became. i love the feel of pain. The harder i get it, the more i like it. Its just like that night so many years ago, when i was 9. Never mind those thoughts, i will continue with my day. i do not like depressing thoughts. As He finished using the whip, my pussy was red, hot and very wet. Each welt was raw, soar, and i loved it! Then Grunt buzzed. i ran out the door, fast and forgot my clothes. Grunt had two of the girls strung up and was zapping them. i sat down to watch, naked, sore, and wanting more. i had the time of my life. My pussy got wetter, my breathing more ragged and my desires for sex increased. Each hit with the zapper, i wanted it.

When i returned to the room, breathless, Curtis placed a damn chastity belt on me. This was after He inserted a remote control vibrating egg up inside. He placed the key on His keychain around His neck. i just grinned. Wait till SHE feels it!

******************************

Gertrude finished reading and put her head in her hands and sobbed. The Gertrude bell went unanswered. She just stayed in her old room, staring at her journal, feeling the egg jump, then went back to crying. "What had she done? She did not remember anything out of the ordinary going on today. She took care of Mr. Grunts cat, did her rounds but she did not remember anything about a zapper, or the girls, or even the massage. She remembered offering to give Mr. Curtis one, but this was all!

GERTRUDES THOUGHTS:

I thought it was my family. I thought leaving my old life would be enough. All the blackouts had gone away. What was it that brought them on again? Age 9? Nothing happened. I was a happy child. After age 9, not so happy. That was when things started to go wrong. I wondered who was writing in my journal. Who was the SHE? Why did my head hurt so? I just dont know what to think! I cant move. That egg! I dont know what to do, who to trust, who to turn to, and how to stop this. I cant do this anymore. I am going crazy, wondering what will happen next!

THAT DAMN BELL!

Gertrude got up and turned off the bell, turned off the computer, the lights and sat down on her massaging chair and sobbed herself to sleep. The chair allowed her to relax and no one knew where she was at. She even told the AI to shut down all records of her whereabouts. She needed time to figure this out. She did not feel she had time, though. The darkness overtook her and she sobbed, and sobbed, till she finally fell off into dream land, where her fantasies over took her and she was whole. She slept until the door to her room buzzed.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

He has gotten me yet again. This time with a whip and clothing. How will I ever repay this man? He is too sweet to me, too much. As we make our way from the bar , da grunt enters, looking just as darkly handsome as ever. I turn to my Lord Wolf and ask if I can have a few moments. After all, i have been waiting on da grunt. Seeing Lord Wold was just a happy accident.

"Good morning..well almost morning, to you. I had given up hope and was just about to ske-daddle with EKVITKAR to start outfitting my playroom and pick a suite."

He gives me a slightly playful grin. "Well, I was busy with some very active girls. You will see how that is, soon enough."

With economical grace he seats himself at a nearby table and motions for me to join him. I wave EKVITKAR over.

"Dear heart, I really need to have this conversation with da grunt. Please, sit down. That way, if I have questions later, you will know just what the heck I am talking about."

 

[da grunt]

At the bar

As the grunt enter's the bar, coffee in hand, he see's Lynnette and Ekvitkar, and he goes to their table and asks to join them.

 

[sweetslut-slave]

Re: Re: Gertrudes Journal Later

The darkness overtook her and she sobbed, and sobbed, till she finally fell off into dream land, where her fantasies over took her and she was whole. She slept until the door to her room buzzed.

What was that, the door? What? No it was the Gertrude Buzzer again. I looked around my room, picked up my journal, and went back to my other room. I had to find Mr. Curtis.

Back in the room, Mr. Curtis was receiving a rubdown from Miko. He gave me a look that made me quake. I placed my journal in the night stand, then stood there a bit uncertain.

Mr. Curtis said," Well? Strip! Now!"

I gave Miko a look that spoke daggers to her and she grinned at me. The nerve! I know I must have turned a few shades more red.

i slowly began to turn, moving my body as i removed my dress. The hem slowly came up, above my thigh, higher, showing my skin. Higher it came, up, up showing my other leg. i advanced slowly, my cute pert butt stimulated by the pulse of the egg within me, turning so i could wiggle my cheeks, and turn Him on. The dress hem progressed further up my belly while swaying my hips, covering my chest, and a seductive smile played on my mouth. My eyes twinkled as i watched His cock grow. The dress came up, boastful, showing my breasts, hard as rocks by now, and my nipples ready for Him. The dress, now almost off me, came over my shoulders, and i placed it at the foot of the bed. i stood there, naked, in front of Him and Miko, feeling my breasts as i moved, my arousal fully evident, to kneel in front of Him. The belt still clung to me, the egg vibrated, and i knew i was His.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The conversation begins....

Once all of us were seated and comfortable, I looked over at da grunt. There were so many things I wanted to know about and I had absolutely no idea how to go about asking everything. I must have looked a little shell-shocked because he gave me that little grin, once more, before placing his coffee mug on the table.

"Like I told you in my note, Lynnette, I am glad to have you step up as a trainer. From what I have seen of you the past few days, you seem more than able to take on this task. All you really need to know to start, at least, has all ready been passed along to you. My question then becomes..just what is it that you want to know?"

I take a moment to put my thoughts in order. Drinking the dregs of my luke warm coffee before speaking, I glance at EKVITKAR from the corner of my eye but see the small smile there and know I am not going to get any help from him. This is my day to step up and become...SOMETHING. I can expect no more help from him until I do so.

"Well, the first thing is pretty important. I would like to know which persons in the Chateau are all ready involved in personal training and whom I might have for my first. After all, I do not want to step on anyone's toes, per se. But a trainer without someone to train just isn't going to work."

Da grunt chuckled at my confused statement and then he answered.

 

[da grunt]

Re: The conversation begins....

Originally posted by apet4you ... Da grunt chuckled at my confused statement and then he answered.

"All the submissive in the Chateau are in need of some training, and each trainer offers a special insight. There are many players in the game and each has their own special needs. You have been noted to have the talent to recognize these needs and address any of them with your own insight. I only request that one trainer not piss in another trainer's porrage. This won't happen when you deal any sub who is not directly being dealt with. Other trainers will show you the same respect. I have a new client coming in, this one a high dollar training contract.

I am keeping it from Elena until the last minute, but the new trainee is to be her Senator's wife. I will give her to you for your exclusive training in the basics of submission. You can whip her into shape, mold her as you see fit, and I will judge your product. You will also have dominance over any submissive in the house. There are submissive boys, too, and they need Domme training, also. Feel free to use any player you choose to paint. Sound okay?"

 

[snoozebutton]

I had called Miko to my room. She was quite excited as she was knocking at my door quickly. It had been a busy day, I had went to the library alone and had felt the presence of something there. I had pulled several books and decided to read in my room. As I was leaving I could have sworn I felt a hand trying to pull one of the books back. I rushed out the door quickly and as I did I heard the door slam hard. This had lead to my asking for the massage. Miko had worn just a bikini bottom and a half shirt that just covered her perk young breasts. She had me lay on my belly and slowly began her work. She worked twice as hard this time to please me. She had just had me flip over when Gertrude arrived. I ordered her to strip and saw her disdain for Miko giving me my massage. I had to kneel at the bedside. I must admit the sight of her pleased me. Miko also noticed and had me close my eyes. Suddenly I felt her hand massage my cock. "Does not Miko deserve her reward?"

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Re: Re: The conversation begins....

Feel free to use any player you choose to paint. Sound okay?"

When he mentioned *Elena's* Senator, my ears perked up. I wondered how she would handle it when she found out. I can't imagine her losing any of her inborn grace or dignity. The last few days have shown me that things are not always as they seem on the surface and Elena is one of the deeper people here, with things hidden further than even she knows.

"Well, then as long as I know I won't be stepping on anyone's toes, I should be fine. I will prepare my suites and let you know every and anything of importance that I might think of. I appreciate your faith in me. I only hope I live up to your expectations. Now, if you will excuse me, I need to get started."

With a smile, I arose from the table. EKVITKAR waved me on.

"Darlin' dear, I have something of vital importance to discuss with da grunt. I will find you shortly."

A kiss on either cheek, from both handsomely devilish men, and I was off..to design the rooms I had always wanted.

 

[da grunt]

conversation ....

"Darlin' dear, I have something of vital importance to discuss with da grunt. I will find you shortly."

A kiss on either cheek, from both handsomely devilish men, and I was off..to design the rooms I had always wanted.

"Si, senor, que paso?", says the grunt to Ekvitkar.

 

[sweetslut-slave]

I must admit the sight of her pleased me. Miko also noticed and had me close my eyes. Suddenly I felt her hand massage my cock. "Does not Miko deserve her reward?"

i could feel it building. i knelt beside the bed, head high, eyes speaking more then distain. He was MY MASTER, what did she think she deserved? A reward for doing what was her job? i began to tremble, i could not not help it. My breathing increased, my heart beat raced and my eyes glazed. i clinched my fingers, begining to draw blood and left marks. i was wild with feeling i could not handle. The little show i put on for Him was a warning for her as well, but she did not heed it. i shifted my position, feeling more then a blush stealing within me. i was jealous! That little minx! My desire for this Man only increased, and i knew i was about to have a battle. Not only could i feel HER trying to emerge, but now i had to battle Miko as well! i willed Her to leave, feeling Her thoughts:

I am kneeling beside the bed, naked? How did I get to this point? I remember walking in the room and seeing Miko here then he said strip. How did I do that? The egg vibrated again, Oh My!

i can not allow this, i willed HER away. She went into her corner, i gave HER a pat and began to handle the situation. i looked at Him considering Miko's words. i spoke in a husky whisper,

"Have i displeased My Sir in some way? Did i not give an exotic massage? Did i not give You a show? Have i displeased You so, Sir? " My lips trembled and eyes filled with tears, but i stayed steady, or at least as steady as i could.

Then Gertrude pipes up,"Sir, May I have a word with you? I seem to have an urgent need that only you can attend!" I looked towards the bathroom, and down at the belt. I wanted to wink at him, but was unsure how to be so brazen in front of Miko, so I gave Curtis a mild desperate grin.

 

[snoozebutton]

I knew the effect Mikos carresses and words were having on Gertrude. I knew I would be testing her limits but she needed to understand her place. I could see the battle of wills going on between the two. I think Gertrude might of won if my finger had not started rubbing on Miko's inner thigh. She shot upright wanted it to cross into her nether region. I saw Gertrude look like a wounded animal. She asked to be allowed to relieve herself.I told Miko to get on her hands and knees with her ass in the air. I lead Gertrude to the bathroom and removed my key and un locked her belt. I was struck by her wetness and the aroused state of her pussy. She had other plans I'm sure as she reached out to me. I ordered her on the toilet. She looked up pleadingly as she sat there. I boomed for her to pee. She released in an instant her shame at me watching was evident but she also became even more aroused.

 

[Guest]

THe house is safe.

Ekvitkar waved otward the bar, and got the attention of Lillith.
When she arrived with the envelope, he smiled at her.

"COnvenient, eh pretty?"

He took the proffered envelope, looked at it for a moment, his expression grown serious. Then, when the curvacious bartender was out of earshot again, he handed it to the Grunt.

"Here yah go, the assumed last testiment of Frank the intruder.
Recorded this morning live and in person.

Grunt arched an eyebrow at him.

"Assumed?"

"Well, he was alive when I left. But to tell the truth, I think the prognossis is pretty grim. The Forrest, and other things around here, have a way of handling problems. I had to interrupt it to get that.

"Hmmmm"

Da Grunt opened the envelope and slid out the recorder. Looked at Ekvitkar with a question on his face.

"Best just to listen for yourself."

Ekvitkar reaches into his pocket and retrieves an earpiece, slides it across the table.

Grunt plugs in the earphone, leans back, and hits the play button.

 

[sweetslut-slave]

I boomed for her to pee. She released in an instant her shame at me watching was evident but she also became even more aroused.

i felt like a caged animal. i could only sit and watch, knowing what i wanted. Each time He touched her i wanted it to be me. i felt very hurt and confused. i wanted to run and hide, fight and conquor, but still the desire increased and the feelings inside mixed.


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Then Gertrude appeared. The need to go to the bathroom was a logical need. She took over and went into the bathroom. Then Gertrude did something so out of character, she touched Curtis, feeling his arousal, feeling her own needs, needing it more then the fear or protection. When Gertrude sat on the toilet, she began to shake, not knowing how to cope. The feelings inside were too intense for her. Within a blink of an eye...

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i sat on the toilet and spread my legs for Him to watch. i did not care if He knew, i needed for Him to know. i needed for Him to see what this did to me. i started playing with my breasts and running my fingers over my enlarged nipples. i ran my fingers down my belly and over my mound, licking the juices that came out after i finished peeing. i let Him watch me clean my fingers, running them over my mouth, giving a moan i knew Miko could hear. Let her hear, i thought. Let her wonder! Let her think what she will! i was almost at my wits end and needed some release desperatly. As i finished on the toilet, i stood and went to Him, looking deep into His eyes. i needed some kind of sign from Him. i needed something. i was not sure what, but i really was feeling desperate for that touch, that look, something that said everything was alright! i was ready to do anything!

 

[snoozebutton]

Gertrude was totally succuming to her desires. I watched as she started touching herself and let her need be known brazenly. I reattached her chastity belt. I saw her face it was crestfallen. I told her to go back to kneeling in front of the bed. At the sound of the word bed she flew back and assumed her suplicant position. I told Gertrude to watch grabbing her hair. "Look at this hard cock! I want you to place it in Mikos pussy. You will learn you don't touch what belongs to me." She placed my hard cock in Mikos pussy as I started to thrust I felt Miko meet my thrusts. She cried out like an animal as I fucked her my displeasure at Gertrude disobeying was the fuel that made me fuck more savagely and with such force. Miko cried out again and again begging me to make her mine. Clutching the matress she sobbed as she came again and again. With a mighty roar I came inside Miko, I grabbed Gertrude by the hair and made her look at my seed flowing from Miko. I saw Gertrudes tears, I wiped them and as the anger left me I whispered that her time would come. I swear I never saw a smile broader. I looked into her eyes and truly knew she was mine. I told Miko she was to sleep with me tonight. She beemed as well and Gertrude let out a little animal sound. I told Gertrude to go to her pallet. Miko began to clean my cock, her soft lips working their magic.