What price virtue?

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This is a close thread for Trixabell and C G Raven. read along and enjoy.

England of the 1820's was a land of privilege and class a country that had been burdened by a mad king and ruled by a decadent self indulging Price Regent. A country that had suffered the privations of war and had lost the best of its ruling class and now was left with the dregs of society at the helm of the ship of state. It was not a land where a young lady no matter how illustrious her pedigree but with out a fortune could hope for a suitable match, and to go into service even as a governess to ones lesser was out of the question.

There appeared in the Times of London and advertisement.

A young woman of social elegance and good morals with a classical education is desired for the position of Governess to a royal household in the Punjab of India. All travel, expenses, and allowances for maintenance will be paid for by the East India Company. Applicant will apply at Kensington Place.


Kensington Place the residence of the Prince Regent a major stockholder in the East India Company a Royal patronage it would appear.

 

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Name: Caroline Collins
Age: 20
5’4” 120 lbs, long wavy dark blonde hair with deep blue eyes.


Times were getting desperate for me when I read the advertisement. Getting out of England was all I could think about. I am from a very loving family that has protected me from the evils of the world but times are hard and I need to start earning my way. Years ago a lady such as me would need only to find a suitable man with an acceptable linage to secure her future but those days have come and gone. My choices are limited and so in an effort to find a way out of my dire station and out of this miserable land I pinned the hopes for my future on an interview at Kensington Palace.

Palace! Shaking my head I wonder if I have gone mad, me at a palace? It takes my breath away, how can a building made of simple materials from the earth command so much power? I felt so out of place at this home of elegance. I looked down at myself and shook my head, my best clothing amounted to no more than a dark velvet traveling cloak covering my simple white empire waist dress that was not much more than a slip. Surely they would take one look at me and send me on my way but to my relief I was escorted to main hall by a very nice butler and told that I should expect to be called shortly.

 

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Lord Grandville was setting at his desk in Kensington place wrestling with the twin dilemmas of what could be done for the widows and orphaned daughters of His Majesty's Regiments that had given their all in the struggle against Napoleon. And the ever present need to keep the crown from become to personally involved with the business of the East India Company need to return a handsome profit. The answer to one was that the local Princeling's children be educated in the ways of proper British society and morays. The placement of young educated Governess placed in these households could possibly be the answer to the other.

" Caroline Collins"

Lord Grandville looked up from the dismal reports forwarded from the Governor General of the East India Company. His Lordship was taken back by the girl's chaste beauty, his eyes drawn to her pale alabaster breasts so delightfully displayed by the cut of her gown.

"Miss Collins a pleasure."

A low courtly bow. As he rose to his full fight and indicated that the ravishing young beauty should take a seat he smiled in a most parochial manner.

" Mam I do believe your father was Major Collins of his Majesty's 96th Regiment of Foot killed at the battle of Salamanca in the Peninsula........A damn fine soldier mam... A damn fine solider."

Lord Grandville tactfully did not mention the gambling debts that her father had left or the sale of his lands and her home to satisfy this debtors. In a very concise and to the p[point manner He offered Miss Caroline Collins a position of Governess to the governor's children of the Punjab. He pointedly failed to mention that the Governor was not English or even European but a local potentate that had decided to back the East India Company.

"The Contract is for five years all expenses to and from India to be paid in full and a yearly salary of £300 sterling a year."

The sum was twice if not three times what Caroline could hope for in England.

" If the terms are satisfactory Miss Collins you can sail by the end of the month."

 

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I sat silently staring at Lord Grandville, a thousand questions running through my head, most of which I didn’t want really to be answered for fear I may decided to decline the offer. I am stunned at the prospect of having the chance to earn £300 sterling a year, this is what my family and I need to survive after the passing of my father but I refused be to swayed by the unknown and attempted to tuck my fear away before answering My Lord.
I rose from my seat and bowed my head to his Lordship and with a subtle curtsey I answered, “Yes my Lord, your terms are more than satisfactory. I thank you for the opportunity serve you and the Governor.”

Upon rising I waited several minutes for Lord Grandville to meet my eyes, he seemed a bit distracted by my slip of a dress and I became instantly embarrassed utterly certain that my cheeks were turning pink with heat. When his eyes met mine at last I looked down and said, “Thank you my Lord. I shall ready myself and will be prepared to sail by this months end.”

 

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So with those simple words the blushing Miss Collins embarked on a journey that was sure to alter her fortunes. In a fortnight's time letters of credit arrived from Lord Grandville, enabling Caroline to improve her wardrobe, and instructions to be at the East India Docks in White Chapel London on the 25th of the month to take passage on the Scottish Maid a trim Little two masted trading Sloop. All eyes where on the sweet golden beauty so prim and proper and so utterly out of her element in the teaming bustling street of dockyard area of the City of London Sailors whistled at her and young Dandies on the prowl made her the most outrageous offers and offered her money for her virtue.

The Captain of the Scottish Maid was a gentleman of a time gone bye and made sure that the crew did not molest the golden haired beauty. He gave her a cabin on the Port side as they where out bound for India and would lend her comfort on her journey. A month after sailing Suez and the crossing of the desert in caravan to join The Wayward Witch A bark that would take Caroline on to Bombay.

Bombay a teaming bustling harbor the fragrance of tea and spices mingled with the press of the crowds. Never had such opulent wealth and crushing poverty mingled so closely. The naive young beauty was met by an Officer of the Company a Lad from a lesser family in England come East to make his fortune. Caroline was escorted the Governor General's Place where she was informed that in a weeks time she would join a caravan for the Punjab and her employers palace. Four weeks of sweltering heat gave way to the cool embracing air of the Punjab where on the 13th of September, a Friday, Miss Caroline Collins saw her first glimpse of the rich palace that would be her home for the next five years and perhaps a release from the hungering stares of men that had dogged her journey from England as if she was some sweet morsel to be devoured.

Ushered in to a garden of immense beauty Caroline Collins met for the first time her employer the Maharaja Subda Governor of the Punjab. His dark bronze skin, his eastern tress and turban declared most defiantly he was not English or even European but a Native of this land.

"I trust your journey from England was a pleasant one Miss Collins."

He rose from his seat and extended his hand to her in greeting. He had spoken with only a hint of an accent. His build was powerful and there where touches of sliver in his beard. Making it quite plane he was no callow youth.

"You must be tired and in need of rest Is there anything that you wish to know of the place or its routine?"

 

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A glance around the harbor had me wide-eyed with fascination and fear, so many new sensations to take in all at once. Feeling entirely out of my element I was pleased to be greeting by an English boy to escort me to the Governor and was more than a little anxious to get to what would be my new home for the next five years though I soon discovered that would have to wait for a few weeks.

My mind raced while we traveled away from Bombay and I calmed a little knowing that I would be among my own countrymen though in a foreign land and would take this rare opportunity to learn of this new land from the safety of an English Palace and a fair distance from the bold stares and comments that surrounded me in the city. Upon arriving at the Place my breath was taken away, I had never seen such a beautiful estate in all my life, not even in my own imagination. Yes, it was certain, this was the right choice and the next five years would sure the best of my young life.

Upon entering the garden a large group gathered to great us, but I saw no evidence of what was to be my employer.

"I trust your journey from England was a pleasant one Miss Collins."

A native is my employer? Was I not to be a Governess to an English Royal? Despite all my questions and my mind quickly rethinking my plans, I gave my hand in greeting to the Governor as my eyes locked onto his. Power that seemed to flow from every part of him spoke so much more than words to me.

"You must be tired and in need of rest Is there anything that you wish to know of the place or its routine?"

Only everything I thought, where would I start?

“Thank you Governor for the warm welcome. I am eager to familiarize myself with the routines of your home but first I think an escort to where I shall be staying is fitting.”

 

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the Maharaja Subda saw the shock in the young golden haired beauty's eyes as she realized that he was master here and not one of her own country men. His eyes where dark fathomless under thick eyebrows. They where eyes that appeared not to look but missed nothing. He studied her as they spoke her gown was cut in such a manner as to delightfully display her firm young breasts. The heat of the day made it cling to her supple young body which he found seductively charming.

“Thank you Governor for the warm welcome. I am eager to familiarize myself with the routines of your home but first I think an escort to where I shall be staying is fitting.”

"Your Excellency Miss Collins............"

He mildly rebuked the young beauty. His voice deep dark and rich. It carried the note of one use to commanding and having those commands obeyed.

" I am the Maharaja Subda Royal Governor of the Punjab."

When he again spoke his voice was milder more charming.

" Your lessons well begin at early morning, a break will be at noon so you may refresh yourself and then your lessons will begin again at two in the afternoon."

He clapped his hands three times.

"There will be a banquet this evening you will attend Miss Collins."

It was more a statement of fact as a question or an invitation.

Master.

A delicate dark beauty had come at his beckoning as silent as a whispered prayer.

" Escort Memsab Collins to the red suit. She will be our guest at the banquet this evening I think the white Sari."


" Yes Master. If Memsab will follow."

Caroline was led to the most ornate and decadent oriental chamber she could imagine with a bath that was more a pool.

" Does Memsab require my assistance to disrobe and bath her?"


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Raja Subda watched as the winsome young golden beauty followed the slave girl from their audience. A wicked smile bowed his lips as he wondered what the delicate English beauty would think of the White Sari. The outfit would leave her midriff bare The skirt would ride on the swell of her hips, and the wisp of a top would embrace and display her firm young breast to perfection her little rosebud nipples just barely covered. He clapped his hands again and gave his steward his orders to prepare a special wine for the Memsab Collins. With a evil grin and a deep bow the steward went to do his Master's bidding.

 

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" I am the Maharajah Subda Royal Governor of the Punjab."

A lump formed in my throat as I heard his deep voice enunciate his title. I instantly felt foolish at my mistake but I tried to salvage a bit of respect by keeping eye contact with him as he spoke all the while wanting to find a place to hide.

Master? Did that woman just call him Master? I am assuming that is a title commonly used in this country to refer to the head of household or possibly even an employer in certain circumstances. I cant imagine that word coming out of my own mouth – Master – no that is entirely too much.

I follow behind the servant girl to the most beautiful room I have ever seen. To refer to the Maharajah's home as a palace is almost an insult as it seems to be in a world all of it’s own. I struggled to take everything in, my senses were overloaded and then an image flashed quickly through my mind as the servant girl showed me to the chamber, she was a beautiful young woman with the most gorgeous deep caramel color to her skin, she was the essence of exotic…..I saw myself reaching out and touching this creature’s body in utter fascination…….

" Does Memsab require my assistance to disrobe and bath her?"

Her voice snapped me back to reality.

“Pardon me? No, oh no I need no assistance in bathing!”

The servant girl look disappointed at my response and lowered her head. Had I offended her so soon? I was lost as to what I should do when I saw the Sari for the banquet tonight,

“I will need no assistance in bathing but you can help me to get dressed after I bathe.”

I was uncomfortable when she did not leave me to bath by myself but she at least diverted her eyes from me. If I were alone I would languish in this tub for hours but at this moment I simply wanted to get in and out and back into my clothes as quickly as possible.

“Girl, I need a towel.”

She rushed quickly to me and held the towel up so that I could walk right into it. She gently ushered me to take a seat and began brushing out my hair. After a few minutes I began to relax and her pampering, I wasn’t ready to have a servant bathe me yet but I could get used to the special attention. She placed several ornate gold combs in my hair and then began applying black kohl to my eyes and mixed what looked like red powder with a bit of oil that stained my lips red as a rose. I looked and felt like a different person, when I turned from the mirror the servant girl was was prepared to dress me. I instinctively held tightly to the towel before relinquishing it to her. Understanding my unease the girl moved quickly to dress me but I could feel her eyes all over my body as if she were taking in every detail. When she finished arranging the Sari so that it laid perfectly on my body, she placed her hands on my shoulders and turned me to the mirror. What I saw staring back at me caused me to blush. This is not the clothing acceptable to a proper English woman but I had to admit silently that I looked like an amazing combination of an exotically sexy woman hiding a novice youth beneath layers of silk.

 

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The slave girl smiled as she noticed the way the little golden beauty with the flawless porcelain skin looked at her and then the little maidenly blush.

“Pardon me? No, oh no I need no assistance in bathing!”


There was an air of contemptuous superiority the way the golden beauty summarily dismissed the other woman's offer of a assistance.

“Girl, I need a towel.”

The dark little beauty rushed quickly to Caroline and held the towel up so that golden beauty could walk right into it.

In that brief moment as Caroline stepped from the bath in all her shimmering naked glory, to the bilious folds of the towel. The little slave girl savored the girl's chaste naked perfection as relished what was never meant to be seen, and she knew her Master would be pleased with the Memsab.


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The Maharaja Raja Subda was reclining on his couch at the banquet table. He wore an elaborate turbine, his jacket was closed at the throat, form fitting and hinted at the power of the body that it covered. His trousers where more like breeches of the pervious century in England, ending in a tight cuff just below his knees, his legs bared. He wore rings on his fingers and on his toes as well, for he was bare footed. The white jacket, the gold embroidery, mimic that of the Sari that Caroline had been given to wear. Raja Subda gleamed with delight as the golden haired beauty was ushered in by the dark little slave girl. He loved the obvious discomfort of this prim and oh so very proper English Miss. Caroline's midriff was bare her little naval bared to their sight. The skirt of her Sari rode low on the swell of Caroline's hips, and the wisp of a top seductively embraced and display her firm young breast to perfection. The blushing girl's little rosebud nipples where just barely covered. A delicate pair of silken bejeweled slippers completed her ensemble. The eyes of all present where drawn to her as the Slave presented Caroline to her Master.

"I trust you found your bath refreshing Miss Collins."

The very prim and proper Miss Caroline Collins soon discovered as she looked around the banquet table that she was the only European, and the only Female guest present. The only other women in the room where servants like the little slave girl that had seemed to be given to her as a maid. The Maharaja Subda was the perfect host, he engaged the young beauty in conversation and provided her with the most delicious sweet wine that could be imagined.

The seven coursed banquet was a feast for the eyes as well as the pallet. When at last it the evening had grown late and it was time for desert Maharaja Raja Subda watched as his little golden beauty's eyes grew heavy and finally fluttered shut for a moment. Caroline's breathing had become slow as she fought to keep her eyes open even as the opium that had laced her wine was having the desired effect. A clap of his hands and servants rushed to clear the table. Another clap of his hands and servants rushed to bear the very prim and proper Miss Caroline Collins to the table. Caroline's supple young body seemed to float on a cloud in her drugged induced trance. The maharaja's slaves laid the girl's supple young body before their Lord and Master


"Strip her I desire to see her body."

Subda's voice a husky command his eyes eager to behold the golden beauty in all her naked glory. There was a dark wicked smile on the little slave girl's face as she another came to eagerly do their master's bidding. her dark fingers in stark contrast to Caroline's pale alabaster skin.

 

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As the slave girl led the way to elegant banquet, I became acutely aware that the sari was showing intimate parts of my body to complete strangers. I tried my best to walk with confidence and kept reminding myself that my clothing was normal in this country; I was definitely not in England anymore.

When we arrived in the great hall my eyes immediately flew to Maharajah. His presence took over the room and all others seemed to fade into the background as I took him in. The rings he wore on his hands and feet were surprisingly attractive to me, he exuded power and strength, I knew no other man that could wear jewels and sit at a formal dinner without shoes and yet still maintain the ability to command all the attention of the room with a simple clap and nod.

"I trust you found your bath refreshing Miss Collins."

“Quite so your Lordship, I thank you for your hospitality. Your home is simply breathtaking.”

I was escorted to my place at the table and felt every eye in the room on me. I felt so out of place among the exotic men and women that surrounded me. I refused however to shrink away so I sat up strait and held my head up and acknowledged to myself that I was being watched.

The dinner was wonderful even if I did feel out of place as not only the only European but the only female guest. Throughout dinner I stole glances to the servant girl with the way she looked back at me like I was the exotic one, almost an amusement, but I was simply a guest. As I enjoyed the dinner and the wine her interest began to make me smile. The Maharajah was a most excellent host, telling tale after tale of his worldly adventures. My glass of wine was never let to become dry and it was so different from any wine I had tasted that I could not resist having a little more than I normally would at such a formal gathering. As the evening proceeded I began feeling a weight pushing on me and it began to be hard for me to focus. Surely I must have had to much but wine has never made me feel this heavy before. I fought the urge to let my eyes close and tried as hard as I could to keep them open by focusing on any detail I could. I strained to look at the Maharajah, I saw him look directly me and grin as I fought to stay awake then heard him clap his hands together.

Once the table is cleared I don’t fight being placed on top of it. It’s all wrong but I am defenseless to stop it. My senses are dulled as I fight with myself to stay awake, I barely feel the girls hands on me but I made out a look in her and the other servants eyes that said I was going to be the final course this evening. I was laid on my back and the two girls hands work quickly as the obeyed their Masters bidding to strip me, his order sent a chill down my spine though I doubt anyone noticed. My servant girl seemed to take extreme pleasure in the task that she was given as her hands studied the details of my body. I did not want to be here but there was something about my deadened senses that caused me to want to seek out feeling. As my clothes were stripped off my head fell to the side and I could just barely make out my host taking in every detail displayed for him. I think I heard him chuckle softly when my servant girl removed the sari top and as her hands made contact with my nipples a sigh left my lips.

 

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Maharaja Raja Subda watched with baited interest as the little slave girl slit open the little top of the prim and proper Miss Collin's Sari. He could not help but chuckle as the dark little beauty removed the sari top her hands fingers teasing the golden beauty's nipples. His smile broadened as a sensually little sigh escaped the golden little English rose sweet moist lips as her head lulled side to side as the slave girl teased her young chaste body lips.

" Her skirt Dahlia cut her skirt from her."


As my master wishes the ebony beauty replied. Dahlia let her fingers leisurely trail across Caroline's nipples and down across the girl's taunt flat abdomen the tip of her nail circled the golden beauty's little naval.

"Perhaps a jewel for your sweet little golden salve Master. A ruby would be striking against her pale alabaster skin."


"And you my little Nubian hellcat would be more than pleased to do the piercing for the gem, to hear the little English Memsab beg you not to harm her."

As my Master wishes."

Dahlia cooed as her fingers trailing down Caroline's legs. The cold caress of the steel of Dahlia's blade against warm skin. The soft sensual whisper of material parting under the keen edge of the blade. The ebony beauty took her time as she teased her Master, enkindled his darkest passions as she slowly revealed the Caroline's beauty to him. Slowly the drugged little beauty's leg came into sight, her bared ankle, the seductive curve of her calve, the smooth unblemished firmness of her thigh. Dahlia smiled to herself as she saw her Master become more aroused as she drew out and prolonged the moment before the Maharaja would see his little golden slave in all her naked beauty. A final flick of her writs and the waist of the Sari's skirt was part. but rather then falling away it simply parted to reveal Caroline's hip then slowly Dahlia peeled back the virginal white material to reveal the young English beauty in all her naked perfection.

Is she not perfect Master?"

Dahlia cooed once more as she let her fingers toy with the sparse downy spun gold of that drew the eyes to Caroline Collin's must jealously guarded treasure. The woman's fingers slid along the pale rose pink of the girl's virginal folds.

"Shall we prepare the little one for you Master?"

Rajah Subda watched at how Caroline's young supple inn cent body was responding to Dahlia's touch her rose pink nipples as taunt as ant delicate rosebud crown puffy pale dusky pink areolas. The sinful little gasps of unwanted pleasure.

"Yes Dahlia prepare her, shave her i do not want a single hair to hide her beauty from me."

With a nod of her head two slave girls hands began to caress and explore the very Prim and proper Miss Caroline Collin's prostrated body their mouths lowered to her taunt little nipples teeth grazed the sensitive buds just before the women began to suckle them into their mouths. A most evil grin bowed Dahlia's lips as she left to gather what she needed for the next little humiliation for the arrogant beauty that had refused her offer of help earlier. She would delight in the prod golden beauty's fall from Grace.

 

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I wanted to scream, to run away from this strange place and the all the eyes invading my body. My brain tells me to move but no matter how hard I try to struggle off the table I remain still. My only ability is that to hear the voices around me. Goosebumps break out all over my skin as I feel my slave girl’s fingernails trail down my stomach

"Perhaps a jewel for your sweet little golden salve Master. A ruby would be striking against her pale alabaster skin."

Slave? Piercing? Fear washes over me.
My head falls to the side as a tear makes its way down my face as I look to the Maharajah with a pleading in my eyes.
I feel the Sari falling from my body, I cannot see but know now that I am fully exposed to all of those in attendance, as one of the slaves hands trace the outside of my most intimate hidden place, a place that no one has ever touched before, and by a woman at that. Everything about this place is wrong and sinful, where had I ended up? Was my fate to not be a Governess after all? My mind raced, it was starting to make sense…..the Maharajah intended me to be one of his slaves? How could this be happening?

I am slammed by new sensations and overwhelmed by emotions. The slaves fingers between my legs make me want to clamp them shut but at the same time her soft hands begin producing feelings I have never experienced before this exact moment. As her hands continue to explore virgin territory the softest faintest of moans emanates from somewhere deep inside me. My body was betraying me.

"Shall we prepare the little one for you Master?"

Prepare me? Prepare me for what? There was to be more before this nightmare ended? Fear now retook control as I made out the word, “shave”. This could not be happening! What did they intend to do to me?

I feel the warmth of lips against my nipples and my head rolls back while my mouth falls open with a sharp intake of breath. Then it quickly rushes back out of my lungs as teeth scrape against my sensitive tips.
Fear and dark desire were now my only feelings. I was moving between two extremes. I wanted it all to stop but as soon as fear threatened to overtake me I would be hit with forbidden desire. Fear and desire, fear and desire....

 

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Dahlia savored each little gasp that escaped the proud little Memsab's moist ripe lips. she loved how the girls supple young body betrayed her. how it arched to her own intimate caresses. the sharp gasp as her nipples where claimed by two other slave girls.

Dahlia now bathed Caroline's sparse tawny golden downy fleece with warm rose water . The dark slave girl lathered her hands. She worked the rich lather on to the moaning young English rose's mons. Again the cold caress of steel to warm supple flesh. the seductive rasp of the razor as it left newly bared skin in its wake. Dahlia mad sure that Caroline suffered the most sensually seductive shearing soon not a single golden hair head her virginal beauty from her Master.

There was a wicked smile on Dahlia face as she drizzled warm oil on the little blonde's freshly shaven pussy. the intoxicating exotic fragrance of sandalwood and jasmine filled Caroline's nostrils. Knowing hands began to work the warm oil into the girls freshly shaven skin. Dahlia had added a powerful topical aphrodisiac to the oils . her caresses became more intimate as she prepared the very prim and proper Miss Caroline Collin's for her Master. When Caroline gasped Dahlia claimed her mouth in a searing Kiss. It was the kiss of a Mistress demanding all the girl had to give in that first seductive kiss.

 

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The girl that was to be my servant was now placed in charge of me? His words were her commands and I hated her for knowing that she had power over me! I could see the contemptuous look in her eyes even through my altered state. She was enjoying my humiliation! How could she? My hate for her and this place was growing stronger by the second even as I tried to block out the feeling of the slaves soft lips on my skin.
I was able to make out that her name was Dahlia and saw that she carried several items in her hands, was she actually going to shave me? I have never known a person to shave this most intimate area! I try as hard as I can to block this world out but while my mind continues its protest and plot against the slave girl I felt the first rush of warm water fall between my legs. Dahlia placed her hands on my thighs and moved my legs farther apart, as the warm sweet water moved between my lips my eyes rolled shut.
My anger and embarrassment are overridden by what Dahlia is doing to my body. The water and her hands moving over my never before touched sensitive folds push a rush of sighs from my quaking lips. The cold razor holds me between the two worlds of pleasure and fear, her hands are heaven, the blade is terror.

I can sense that the Maharajah likes what Dahlia has done and he motions to her to complete the ritual. She pours a warm oil onto my newly naked and sensitive flesh. It stings but then causes a warmth to course through my body and as her hands join the oil I feel helpless to resist her. As I close my eyes I gasp as her fingers toy with me. I begin to feel that I can take no more when Dahlia’s mouth claims my own. There is no point to fight even if I could, it is becoming clear that Dahlia will take what she wants from me and I fear that she is but one person that will be taking from me this evening.

 

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Subda watched as Dahlia's delicate ebony fingers slowly played across Caroline's soft alabaster skin. He smile as the Nubian beauty slowly seduced the innocent flesh of the pound little golden beauty. Each little sensual moan that passed the prim and proper Miss Collins lips a defeat for her as she became ensnared in the carnal pleasure the slave girl brought to her . He watched as the slave girl's kiss became a lover's kiss beckoning the young innocent to surrender to her. Dark ebony fingers played across Caroline's virginal folds dipped within their oil and anointed virginity to coax the hooded guardian of the girl's chaste young body from its hiding place to coax the first dewy peal of her sweet innocence from the girl to offer to her Master.

The Maharaja smiled his approval at the seduction of the young English beauty by his slave girls. he nodded his approval as the girls that had suckled Caroline's nipples drew her delicate wrist above her head and bound her arms with silken scarves to the table's legs he watch as they kissed and fondled the young beauty, drew her long sculptured legs apart and bound her trim little ankles in a manner that left the golden beauty open and vulnerable to their Master and Dahlia.

Dahlia caught her Master's eye and with his nod of permission she set in earnest to bring the pure little virgin her first orgasm. knowing fingers stroking, cajoling, teasing and pleasing innocent flesh till at last the sinful pleasure could not be denied.

 

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Dahlia’s kiss consumed me; heat coursed through my body and need for more of what she was bringing to my eyes began to outweigh the fear that still bathed my senses. I felt her tongue push through my clinched lips as she took from me. Desire called to me through Dahlia, my mind tried to shut her out but my body answered her. My lips slowly opened letting her into me as she roughly pushes her tongue along the inside of my teeth before pushing my own tongue to the floor of my mouth licking it as she retreats. My head trys to raise itself to taste more of Dahlia but with her lips gone my mind takes back control and I desperately try to make sense of what I am feeling. When her oiled fingers move between my freshly shaven lips an unseen force inside moved with them as I actually tried to give her better access wanting the pleasure to never stop, wanting the fear to stay away but no sooner did that thought enter my head that the slave girls tied my arms over my head and forced my legs open so access was no longer an obstacle for to be concerned with. Dahlia’s hand moved slowly inside of me, as I opened my mouth to scream out one of the slaves took my mouth in hers as the other found one of nipples to suck into her own mouth. The physical and mental binds held me helpless to the women and the wishes of their Master. Dahlia’s nails scraped a path along the inside of my innocents, twisting and curling as my thighs tensed up in a useless attempt at control. I knew Dahlia was relishing my fall, I could almost see the smile creep upon her face as my hips began asking for more. She moved her little fingers in and out of me, one at first and then adding a second and third before her thumb began teasing at the little bud that I secretly sometimes touch myself. The added familiar stimulation sent me over the edge and for the first time since the wine took effect my body moved of its own will, shuttering and shaking as I came for the first time for anyone but myself. My moans were lost into the mouth of the exotic slave sucking the air from lungs as my body clenched around Dahlia’s fingers still buried deep inside.

 

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Dahlia savored each little surrender of the pour Miss Collins. She savored the sweetness of Caroline's mouth as she let her kiss deepen as she tempted the golden beauty's flesh. She savored her scream swallowed in a wanton kiss even as the girl's treacherous body arched to her touch withering and quaking in the throws of her sinful ecstasy.

"Master she is so very tight and she has not been touched by a man my Lord."

"Nor by a woman until now Dahlia."

Raja Subda looked down of the bound girl her golden tresses once so impeccably bound now lay in wild disarray framing Caroline's angelic face like a golden halo. The little beauty's breath came in little passion filled gasps as Dahlia soon brought Caroline to the edge of that dark abyss that promised the bond little beauty such sinful ecstasy. with a flick of knowing fingers Dahlia pushed the very prim and oh so proper Miss Caroline Collins over the edge and into a series of cascading orgasms.

Master She is ready for you.

Dahlia's voice a soft sensual whisper as she let her fingers slide from Caroline's hot aroused little pussy. The other slave girl's drew back as The Maharaja now striped of his garments came to claim his newest possession. The velvet tip of his lust brushed the swollen puffy folds of Caroline's virginity. Slowly steadily he entered her opening and seducing the little innocent with his body.

Dahlia was at Caroline's ear her hot moist breath washing over the bound young beauty's cheek.

See your Master comes for you...........

Dahlia's teeth grazed Caroline's ear lobe.


................please him with your body my sweet little golden beauty.......

Dahlia ran her fingers through Caroline's golden tresses letting the silken strands drip from her finger tips like living gold. Eleven as Subda claimed her body Dahlia was at her ear whispering sweet seduction and telling Caroline how to please her Master with her virgin body.

 

[Trixabell]

My body fell over the edge, I was lost in wave after wave of increasing sensations. All at once my body tried to savor the ecstasy while trying to escape as the feelings ebbed only to be brought back to the edge again and again until I thought I could not take even a hint more of these new sensations.

Master She is ready for you.

A low mumble came from my lips, it was the most my body could offer in protest. How could there be more to this night? My body and mind were numb, I couldn’t bring myself to think what more laid in store for me at the hands of the Maharajah.

Dahlia’s fingers left me and instinctively I knew that what I had experienced with her this eve was to be only the tip of the iceberg, she had left me wanting more of her and I hated her for that.

The Maharajah was close to me now while Dahlia was at my ear.

See your Master comes for you...........

Dahlia's teeth grazed Caroline's ear lobe.


................please him with your body my sweet little golden beauty.......


Her words sent chills throughout my body as I felt my first touch from his Lordship. He placed himself to my tiny virginal opening, holding himself there I felt his true power for the first time. I was at his mercy and he was ready to take what he saw as his, I was his property to do with as he saw fit.

“Relax little one, I have prepared you for your new Master, do not disappoint him.”

His hands came down to my hips, he griped them so tight that my wrists were beginning to strain against their binds as I continued my futile whimpers. I found myself hanging onto Dahlia’s words for support, I wanted to listen to her hoping for guidance to make what I knew was coming bearable. I turned my head slightly to her mouth getting as close to her as I could just as I felt his increasing pressure while my muscles clinched.

“The more you fight the more it will hurt, let yourself go, listen to my voice, relax and please him……you are his.”

As her words rang in my ears He slowly pushed into me for the first time. No matter what Dahlia said to me my entire body tried to reject the intrusion as his hands pulled me closer impaling me onto him.

 

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“Relax little one, I have prepared you for your new Master, do not disappoint him.”

Dahlia cooed in Caroline's ear even a Subda hands gripped the little virgin's hips and tilted them up as Dahlia slipped a little pillow to hold the young virgin's body open a ease for their Master's claiming of his little golden slave.

“The more you fight the more it will hurt, let yourself go, listen to my voice, relax and please him……you are his.”

Dahlia placed a sensually seductive little kiss on Caroline's flawless cheek. She nibbled at her ear lobe as their Master trusted into the hapless young beauty. The spear of his lust now pressed to that thin barrier that proclaimed you bound Beauty's chaste innocence. Slowly he drew back till he was almost clear of the girl's virginity, then he trusted forward the blow that would seal Miss Caroline Collin's fate.

Dahlia mouth closed over Caroline's as her innocence was ripped away. The dark little slave swallowed that scream of lose That kiss a searing seductive temptation. The Maharaja stilled, he let Caroline become use to his presence in her tight little body. His hips began to roll to hers as he began to seduce her treacherous little body, fanning the fires of dark desire and need that Dahlia and the slave girls had enkindled in the prim and proper Miss Collins.

" Give your self to your Master for none of your me n will have anything to do with a girl who has been with a native my sweet pet."


Of course the little slave girl was right for now Caroline knew she was nothing better than a Soiled Dove a fallen woman little better than a whore.

" Embrace the pleasure he will grant you sweet pet."

 

[Trixabell]

My heart sank a little more as the pillow was placed, it was a finally statement of my place here, I had been prepared and now offered on a pillow for the Maharajah. Dahlia’s kisses on my cheek where soft and her little nibbles were binding me to her.

Just as I was beginning to lose myself in Dahlia’s attention to me it happened. Subda entered my body, I gasped loudly and the pain caused me to pull with all my strength against my binds causing them to cut into my skin. He pulled away from me slightly as Dahlia’s mouth neared mine once more. All at once the powerful Maharajah pushing his way into me a second time, further than before, pushed my innocence away with one hard thrust. I screamed from the pain of the intrusion but it was lost in Dahlia’s throat and then to my surprise there was stillness from Subda, he filled me completely, stretching me, claiming me as his own but yet he wasn’t moving. Dahlia continued to take my shouts off pain and fear and in return gave me her heat and passion. I began to relax a little with her attention and for the first time became an active participant with her. All night she had been kissing me, fighting her way into my mouth and using it as she wanted but now I kissed back and the more we kissed the more I wanted of her. She pulled slowly away from me and whispered softly in my ear:

"Give your self to your Master for none of your me n will have anything to do with a girl who has been with a native my sweet pet."


I knew in this moment that I could not go back, his Lordship had changed me forever in that one fatal thrust, my options were running out.

"Embrace the pleasure he will grant you sweet pet."

As Dahlia’s words echoed in my ear and our tongues danced in each others mouth, I could feel my body wanting more. I slowly began moving my hips while Subda remained still, I was now his, giving into the pleasure that Dahila had promised, hoping that her words would be true.

 

[cgraven]

The Maharaja Rajah Subda Back heart soared as the very prim and proper Miss Caroline Collins gave herself fully to Dahlia's sinful kiss. Dahlia dark ebony fingers lacing in into the young innocent's golden tresses demanding she give herself fully to the dark beauty. His black heart soared as Caroline's slowly began moving her hips. He rolled his hips to the young golden beauties his dark bronze skin in stark contrast to Caroline's pale flawless alabaster skin. His dark shaft impaling the soft pale rose pink folds his body seducing and tempting the girl's innocence. He played her treacherous young body like it was a fine musical instrument and he was the Master of it.

Dahlia saw the look in her Lord's eyes and knew she must yield the summer wine sweetness of the little beauty's mouth to her Master. Her moist ruby lips slipped from Caroline's, Yet her fingers remained laced in the girl's tawny golden hair. The little slave's voice a soft pleasing coo as she whispered instruction for how Caroline should move to give her Master the most pleasure from her innocent young body she praised the Caroline when she did as commanded and gave her little earlobe a sharp nip if she hesitated.

Dahlia smiled wickedly as Caroline was engulfed in a tidal wave of sinful pleasure, Caroline supple young body straining against her bonds, not to escape, but arching to The Maharaja as the lost in a cascading series of orgasms that shook her to her very soul and condemning her as a wanton sinner who so easily gave herself to this savage native for the pleasure his body gave her.

 

[Trixabell]

An experience that just moments before terrified me was beginning to be all I wanted. He moved so smoothly in and out of me making me that I began to actually want more of him. I realized that I know had two choices, fight a useless battle against this onslaught of my innocence or relax in hopes of minimizing any more pain. Choosing the only possible option I relaxed once again into Dahlia, I was able now to fully savor her continued attention to me. Her lips tasted so sweet and their softness was a sharp contrast to her nails tangling in my hair and dragging across my scalp and neck.

My call changed from a shaken scream at the first violation of my body at the hands of the Maharaja to soft moans as my hips called to him asking for more. I was surprised when I realized that Subda was moving with me, together our bodies joined as I opened to him. I felt sensations I did not know were possible for a mere human. I continued to suck in breath from Dahlia’s mouth as my back began to arch pulling my limbs against the ever tightening restraints.

Dahlia slowly moved from me but remained close.

“Move you hips to meet his thrust little one. Please your Master and you will reap rewards your young body cannot imagine. Good girl, open to him, your body is his now.”

I am his. I now turned my full attention to the Maharaja now. Looking into his dark eyes sent shivers down my spine as he demanded my contact; I could not look away from him. I was unable now to hide in Dahlia’s caresses and the control this man had over me bordered on intoxicating and pure terror. My pleasure overtook me as he moved expertly in and out of my tight innocent sex. Shame hit me but I pushed it away wanting nothing more than what he offered me. I silently cursed the bindings now as I wanted to move closer to him, I had to have more. I arched into him needing release that only he could show me. I heard Dahlia whispering encouragement but I remained focused on Subda as he began to quicken his pace bringing me closer and closer to the edge until I finally screamed out as my body pulled against the binds until my wrists and ankles turned white so that I could push to him one last time before my body fell back to the table and I felt blood rush back into my hands.

 

[cgraven]

The Maharaja reveled in the proud little golden haired beauty’s fall from grace, the ravished young beauty’s shaken scream, at the first violation of her innocent young body, slowly became a wanton, soft moan. Subda delighted in the way her hips rolled to his and her treacherous young body arched to him, pressing to him, as it pleaded more. More of this forbidden pleasure that coursed through her supple bound body setting every fiber in her ablaze with a pleasure she could never have imagined before this night. Dahlia cooed softly in the confused young beauty’s ear;

“Move your hips to meet his thrust little one. Please your Master and you will reap rewards your young body cannot imagine. Good girl, open to him, your body is his now”.

Like a tigress laying in wait the stunning ebony beauty waited. Waited for the perfect moment to strike and when Caroline was lost in her sinful ecstasy, tittering once more on the brink of the abyss, the dark sinful pleasure almost in the young golden beauty’s reach, Dahlia struck. She loosed the bounds that held the girl’s long sculptured legs, freeing Caroline to giver herself completely to her Master, to draw him more deeply into her young body to offer him all that she had to give.

 

[Trixabell]

Lying still trying to recover from the heights of pleasure I hated that he gave me, my body began moving once more. My back slid slightly up and down the table as the Maharajah was clearly not finished with me this eve. I opened my eyes slowly recovering from the first shattering orgasm to course through my body only to look into his eye that locked onto me a second time. His look was different this time and his gentle movements became more heated as I sensed he yearned for his own release. His hands slid underneath me as he lifted me up to meet his needs. Each time he pushed into me his hands forced me to meet him and take him deeper. I felt something inside me growing once more, a deep pleasure that sparked with every assault he made, each push taking me closer to the edge again, the thought of stopping was not an option, my body demanded me to continue.

I needed release again, my body began to twist from my binds while my hips moved in his hands as I desperately tried to give myself fully to him. Just as I thought I could take no more Dahlias’ moved to my feet and set my legs free. My thighs were on fire but my needs were stronger than the pain. As soon as Dahlia freed them I lifted them with what little strength I had left wrapped them around Subda’s back as he slammed his entire length into me. I screamed at the sudden pain his body claimed me. He held tight to my legs to keep me against him taking any piece of innocence left along with him.

 

[cgraven]

Her master savored the fall of his new slave as the proud little golden English beauty wrapped her legs him drawing her deeper into her hungering young body. Subda thrust hard into Caroline treacherous little body giving the hapless beauty what she needed. With each trust his heavy sack slapped the firm little curve of her ass. When Dahlia freed Miss Collin’s wrists she embraced him. Again his mouth found hers and his kiss demanding everything she had and still demanded more from the proud little beauty. Caroline’s need swept away the last of her innocence as his own scalding hot seed filled the girl’s fertile young womb.

At this moment Caroline’s burning need quenched her body basking in the after glow of the pleasure that washed over her, Dahlia’s voice came hissing in her ear like a serpent.

“If the god’s smile on you my sweet pet you will bear your master a child.”

The truth of what had occurred, the reality that she Miss Caroline Collins had willingly given herself to this savage that she……. Had…...the humiliation of what she did how she had sinned now crushed down upon her as her Master slipped from her body and left her to the tender mercies of Dahlia.