Cute Girls

Mistress

Standing on the outer deck of the immense château, she silently watches as the fog rolls across dew kissed fields. Enveloping the white washed fences surrounding the acres of grazing fields, the soft whickering of the horses lingering over the stillness of the morning. The fog silently sweeps over her feet and ankles, encasing them in a moist kiss of fleeting mystery.

Pulling the fringed shawl tighter to her shoulders, a soft morning breeze swirls the fog into rising patterns of cloud and mist. Staring off into the nothingness that makes the lovely mystery, she watches dark shapes dart through the thickening moisture before quickly sweeping away from the rising swell of white foam.

The warm hand upon her shoulder causes the young girl to jump. Turning slightly she looks into the face of a woman servant.

“Mistress wishes your attendance at once.”

Nodding her head slightly in acknowledgement of the spoken command, she turns back into the warm interior of the château in purpose of seeking out her Mistress.

Climbing the staircase to the second floor, the quiet search finds the scented candles lingering in flame in the room of the Lady of the manor. The fragrance is pungent and strong encasing the room, quietly shutting the door she enters on silent feet walking further into the softly lit room looking for the One that summoned her presence. “Come to Me Jewel.”

The softly whispered command draws her attention instantly to a dimly lit corner of the room next to the innately carved French doors.

“I was displeased to find you gone when I awoke little one.”

Going quickly to the chair in which She sits, the silent figure kneels at Her knees, resting warm palms against Her thighs, and forehead against Her bent knees. Showing the position of submission when one has done wrong, or been disobedient.

The long fingers of the girls” Mistress gently stroke her long hair, as she lies with her head in the lap of her Ladyship. Her soft hand caressing the young girl affectionately, Jewel smells the soft fragrance of the perfume She wears causing her breathing to become slightly labored.

“I can not let this go unpunished little one, it would be unfair to you if I were to let this trespass go by without teaching you right from wrong.”

Barely able to breathe from the thought of the impending punishment, Jewel silently nods her head, feeling the silk robe rub her forehead. She slowly rises from Her seated position, the shimmering silk robe falling down shapely calves to brush softly against the carpet of the floor. Sitting on her haunches she leaves her head bent with eyes downcast awaiting the next command.

Studying tightly clasped fingers held quietly in her lap, she feels her breathing tighten in her chest . Letting her mind turn over the various forms of possible punishment when the soft voice of her Mistress reaches her ears from across the room.

Jumping slightly at the soft command, she rises swiftly to small feet, keeping eyes downcast.

“Remove your robe little one, and lay yourself across My lap.”

Tears spring to hazel green eyes, as the small girl slowly lets the robe slide from her shoulders to pool at perfectly pedicured feet. Resting her knees onto the small stool at Her side, she lays her torso across Her robed legs feeling the soft material rub against taught nipples. Her hand lovingly caresses the smooth back and shapely rounded hips, down across a tight well-formed rump.

Closing her eyes to the sensations racing through an emotionally charged body, Jewel lets the roaming hand of her Mistress slowly relax taught muscles, letting the rapid beating of her pounding heart slowly return to a brief normalcy.

“Grip the legs of the stool child.”

Her soft calm voice, entices energy throughout Jewels” entire body. Doing as told, she can feel the smooth wooden pattern of the leg of the stool fill her smooth palms. The first slap resounds in the quiet room as the girl cries out from surprise and a stinging pain races across her now reddening ass cheek, followed by the soft soothing caress of Her smooth hand.

Letting her head drop over the leg of her Mistress, the tears fill dark eyes as she feels Her palm Lift again from her heated skin, only to come slapping down again. The sound again resounding in the room, the sharp gasp muffled against Her leg as the tears run down the nose and cheeks of the once disobedient girl. A third slap sharper against the stinging area of her ass cheek causes her to jerk slightly, then suddenly a fourth causes a soft whimper to escape soft lips along with a soft snuffle against the tears slipping down her cheeks.

The gentle nudge against the girls shoulder brings the submissive to Her side still kneeling on the stool, her bottom stinging from the repeated slaps.

Raising the girls chin with soft fingertips, Jewel raises tear filled eyes to look into soft eyes dark as the night and deeper than the ocean. Her faint smile brings fresh tears to her eyes, as She uses Her thumb to wipe away the salty trail on cheeks the soft smile soothes the punishment greatly as Her fingers begin caressing the soft upturned face of the trusting girl kneeling before Her, moving the stray hair away from tear dampened eyes.

“Do you understand little one why I should choose to punish you?”

Looking into Her eyes she feels as though she”s drowning and finds that she is slowly leaning towards Her beautiful face. Nodding slightly she closes her eyes, not wishing to displease Her further with tears that cannot be kept from being shed.

Feeling Her breath fan across tear dampened cheeks; she opens her eyes to find Mistress”s lips mere inches from her own, a gentle smile plays across her narrowing vision. Closing wet lashes she feels the soft touch of Her mouth against her moist lips. Giving in to the desire, she opens willingly to Her, the strong tongue of her lover playing against lips she dares to touch her tongue against Hers. Suddenly finding her mouth filled with Her commanding tongue, the small girl moans in desire. Slowly reaching up to touch Her neck to caress the silky skin under Her long flowing hair.

Giving totally in to Her kiss, the slim body arches into Hers silently begging for more. As She bites her lower lip, the girl gasps and tries to pull away only to have Her fingers entangled in the long hair preventing escape.

“Who am I Jewel? What is My name?”

Whimpering softly Jewel looks into her Mistresses eyes, mouth slightly gaping.

“Mistress, Mistress Vixen.”

Forcing Her mouth brutally against the tender pouty lips of the willing girl, Jewel whimpers softly as the feel of Her teeth graze the injured lip, only to have Vixens” tongue slip over the same area soothing the tender skin.

Fighting for possession of Her mouth with her own tongue, she slips into Her moistness sucking Her tongue into her starving mouth sucking it then releasing Her quickly. Vixens” fingers entangle in the long red hair pulling the girls head back exposing her neck to Her wandering mouth. Her mouth and kisses hot and moist as they trail down the exposed neck into the sensitive area of her tender shoulder. Gently pushing Her head closer to the white flesh she feels the hunger build in the slim trembling body. The moans becoming louder as the gentle creature begs for more. Gently pulling away from the softly begging girl, she”s left feeling lost without Her touch, gazing searchingly into Her eyes, a soft smile makes her feel worse as she is gently reminded by the dull ache of her bottom as to why she”s being held in her Mistresses loving arms. “Go shower My sweet, and prepare yourself for the tasks I have given you to accomplish this day.”

A gentle sweep of Her elegant hand moves the long hairs from her forehead and she rises leaving Her presence. Entering the bathroom the soft click of the door signals that She has left the magnificent home, Her voice carrying the goodbyes up the stairs from the distance.

Turning the water on in the shower, the warm spray relieves the ache slightly as Jewel begins lathering her soft milky skin with the perfumed soap chosen for her by Mistress. Finishing the ritual as instructed, she dries her silky skin and tends to dressing for the day. Cleaning the bathroom, the young woman silently enters the bedroom and accomplishes her given tasks of making the bed and putting the toys of T/their lifestyle in their proper places for Mistress Vixens” use later tonight. Checking the knots on the ropes bound to the legs of the head and footboard of her Ladies extravagant mahogany bed, Jewel ensures the steadfast bonds will not let loose during play and sets them within easy reach for her Dommes” pleasure.

Leaving the room, Jewel begins humming quietly as she dusts the stair banister as instructed making her way slowly down the stairs in the process. Finishing the task, her slim figure and quiet countenance enters the kitchen checking the time. Still early in the day, she lovingly begins to prepare the requested meal for her Lady.

Working for what appears to be a few short minutes, she checks the time again to find that several hours have passed and soon She will be arriving home. Checking the baking bread the young submissive leaves the kitchen, hurrying up the stairs into the bath to run the hot tub for Her relaxation.

Changing into the attire laid out earlier, she glides down the stairs stopping at the bottom. Waiting. The scent of the baking meal making her stomach growl and protest against the aroma of the cooking meat still warming in the oven, she stands before the door that Vixen will be entering through with head high eyes downcast and lips silent.

As the clock on the wall strikes five, a soft click sounds in the lock and the door swings silently open. Upon hearing the door open the girls face brightens and she drops into a deep curtsy at Her feet. The gown of soft baby blue billowing out about her curved body, the lowered position of her torso giving perfect view of softly rounded breasts.

A smile curves Vixens” lips as Her hand rests gently on the top of Jewels well groomed head. Waiting impatiently, yet silently for Her command to rise Jewel feels the heat of Her palm slide across her silky cheek. Raising her eyes slowly, she looks lovingly into the dark pools of midnight. Again feeling as though she may be falling deeply into that which absorbs the very core of her once lifeless soul.

Feeling the warmth of Mistress”s soft palm against her skin, she wantonly turns her mouth into the softness of the lightly scented flesh kissing Her silky skin with moist lips. Smelling the lingering scent of perfume on Vixen”s wrist, she raises her hand to cover the back of her Dominants hand, keeping it captured against her hungry mouth as a soft tongue plays against Her palm and the kiss lingers momentarily.

With the gentle touch of Her hand against the top of the silken head, she looks up into Her beautiful face absorbing the look of love directed her way. Resting soft, silky palms on either side of Jewels face, she rises easily to stand before Vixen in all the calming splendor of Her beauty. Small hands rest softly against Her slim arms as she is pulled slowly towards Her body, languid eyes close as soft lips touch and she is drawn into the embrace of Her love.

Tasting the sweetness of Her kiss upon warm lips she leans into the slim body of Vixen, feeling the warmth of Her nearness encompass what seems to be her very soul. Her hand roams to the back of the willingly arched neck, entangling long fingers in the loosened tresses of her long red hair, while the other hand slowly drifts down towards the low-cut bodice of the silk gown.

Deepening the kiss, Her tongue slips into the moist waiting mouth demanding more from the kiss. Shuddering from the onslaught of the demanding touch and the graceful knowledge of Her tongue, a soft whimper slips past Jewels parted lips. At the sound of the whimper, the kiss becomes forceful, demanding a response in body and soul. The slim fingers of the girls grip tightens slightly on Her strong, slim arms and a wave of desire passes over her, nearly forcing Jewel to her knees.

Abruptly the kiss is broken and Jewel stands dazed, trembling. Opening dark, passion glazed eyes she”s answered only with a smile as Vixen takes the small trembling girl by the hand and leads the way up the stairs.

“Is My bath drawn little one? ”

The soft question slowly penetrates the fogged mind of the young girl and she seems to only be able to answer with a nod of her head. The sound of soft lilting laughter causes her to blush, only when in the presence of Mistress does she seem unable to speak or retain coherent thought.

“Y..yes M”Lady the tub awaits You.”

Stepping to the side, Jewel watches Her pass by and falls in behind as She climbs the spiraling staircase. Her delicate scent tickling her senses and Jewel begins anticipating the night ahead in the command of her love.

Entering into the warm bathroom, she gains her scattered senses and begins to help undress her Mistress. The look and feel of soft skin tantalizes dark green eyes and makes her long tapered fingers tingle with the want to touch and please Her. At last Vixen stands naked before her, and her lithe body aches to touch and be touched by Her. Watching Her slowly step into the tub and settle into the warm scented water, the sound of the water sloshing around her Mistresses body brings Jewels nipples to hard nubs.

Kneeling to the floor the small girl gathers the discarded clothing, folding them neatly as having been instructed to place them in the clothes hamper to await washing. Returning to the side of the tub, she takes the sponge from its place and lathers it with the scented bath oils. Dipping the warm water over Her shoulders, Jewel watches the water run down highly formed breasts back into the pool of water that is it”s own ocean. Seeing Her skin glisten with the wetness Jewel longs to taste the silken flesh of her Domme”, to feel Her chilled flesh beneath her soft fingertips.

Catching her breath softly she slowly releases the pent up desires in a sigh of longing. Taking up the sponge she begins the ritual of lathering Vixens creamy skin with the soaps of Her choosing, the fragrance filling her nostrils and lingering in the room. Taking pride in her administrations to her Domme, Jewel slowly caresses Her arms, following the contours of Her limbs with the sponge. Coming to the delicately formed wrist Jewel lays the sponge aside, washing Her hands and fingers with her own soapy hands. The feel of Vixens soft fingers in hers bringing back the ache of desire deep in the pit of her stomach, she feels the slow hunger fill her loins and the insistent throb of her hardening clit begin to cause any breathing to become raspy.

Finishing the task of bathing her Mistresses back and shoulders, Jewel slowly finishes with the lean arms and strong hands of Vixen. Resting silently on her haunches, she watches as the lean slick body of Vixen rises out of the warm soapy water and turns Herself to face Jewel. The beautiful body glistening wet before her, she finds her lips suddenly dry. Licking her dry lips Jewel attempts to moisten them in anticipation of placing those soft pouty lips against the velvety flesh of her Mistress, her breathing becomes shallow as she again soaps the sponge to begin administering to the lower half of Vixens body.

Trailing the sponge over Her flat stomach, Jewels” fingers follow the soapy trail across Her skin. The wet flesh holding Jewel captive as her fingers linger over the tender areas of Vixens body. Laying the sponge aside once again, Jewel soaps her hands and begins stroking Her upper thigh, feeling the lean strength of Her well toned leg. Slipping her fingers through the thick mass of curls at the juncture of Vixens” legs, she slides them over the swollen puffiness of Her outer pussy lips.

Looking up into Her relaxed face, Jewel watches Her dark eyes flutter closed as she gently lets her fingers gently massage the soft skin between Her legs. Watching as Vixens” head fall back on Her shoulders, she easily spreads Her soft pussy lips and dips her long fingers into the swelling recess of Vixens” pussy. Feeling the heat against her fingers, Jewel rinses the soap from her hand and cups water against the now pulsing cunt rinsing the soap away from the tender flesh.

Sliding her fingers into the depth of the moist flesh, Jewel can feel the heat of Her body encompass the playing fingers. Slipping a finger inside Her body, the muscles clench against the tender invasion as a soft moan escapes the beautiful Domme”s lips. Setting soft lips against Her stomach Jewel kisses gently, licking a path from Her navel to the mound of stiff curls between the now spread legs of Vixen.

Feeling the stomach muscles tighten convulsively as she slowly tempts Her body into wanting more, Jewel slips another finger deeply into Her tightening recess and feels the quiver of the ripple from the climax against her working fingers, wetting them with fully with the warm climax. Her fingers tighten against the soft shoulder of the tormentor with softly sighed words Jewel is encouraged to entice Her body further.

Beginning a tender rub against the throbbing clit of the aroused Mistress, Her nails dig into the girls shoulder. Bringing her willing mouth down against the tight curls of the thick mound, she kisses her way between widely spread legs, lapping against the clit Jewels trained fingers were rubbing earlier.

Wiggling fingers deep inside the willing body of Vixen, her tongue laps against the now throbbing clit, licking and sucking the small nub into her hungry mouth. Scraping sharp teeth against the sensitive flesh she hears the sharp intake of breath as well worked pussy muscles clench the tormenting fingers and another climax wets the little sluts fingers more.

Slowly removing the deeply imbedded fingers from within Her body, the young pet looks up into Her face to watch the myriad of expressions cross Her lovely features as she leisurely licks cum juices from her long manicured fingers. A small smile crosses Vixens lips, and She nods Her head in affirmation of the devotion displayed openly to Her from the exquisite creature kneeling beneath Her. Pressing Her warm hand against Jewels cheek she turns her face into the bath dampened palm to kiss it affectionately, raw love showing in the dark hazel eyes as she looks up to her Mistress from bended knee.

“Until later little one. I am hungry for dinner my sweet.”

The soft sound of Her voice sends shivers across the girls” body as her mind reels with visions of the night previous, remembering the cries for mercy and receiving none. Having her delicate body pushed past the point of near endurance, only to realize how much Her love extended out into the mind of Jewel in that torturous moment. To teach her that as much as the pain seemed to central on the body, it could be such a wonderful experience to enjoy the pleasure of pain and to know what true boundaries are.

Moving silently away from Her, she holds the warmed towel for Vixen to step into and help to dry the water from Her body. As Jewel reaches for the dinner clothes she catches the glimpse of desire come into Vixens” eyes and nearly shivers with anticipation. That slow beautiful smile creeps across the wonderfully talented lips and the apprehension seizes Vixens” pet momentarily.

Quietly handing the black satin bra to her Mistress, Jewel allows her fingers to linger against Her softly scented skin. Feeling the softness of skin against mine she helps adjust the bra straps comfortably against delicately rounded shoulders and carefully fastens the hooks at Her back. Letting slightly trembling hands slide down the lean line of Vixens” back only to come to rest against gently rounded hips, enjoying the feel of Her skin under warm fingers Vixen rests soft fingers against Jewels, as her soft kiss warms Her bare shoulder quietly offering all her love to Mistress.

Raising Her hand slowly to touch Jewels cheek, Vixen slowly turns to look upon Her willing slut. Smiling softly into her eyes, Vixen places Her warm palm against the girls” cheek to savor the desire in Jewels” eyes.

“Come now, tis time to nourish ourselves.”

Moving away from Vixen, Jewel helps to dress Her beautiful body. Savoring the creamy skin, this is now hidden under a beautiful black dress adorned with silver trim. The midnight black silk, a perfect contrast to the milky white skin and the wondrous compliment to Vixens” moonless dark eyes.

Following Her down the stairs on silent feet, Jewel quietly waits for Vixen to be seated. Then moving easily about the dining room and kitchen, she prepares herself to serve the Lady of her desires.

Entering into the kitchen Jewel slowly opens the oven door, feeling the heat of the warmed oven caresses her exposed flesh turning the creamy skin a tender pink color as she removes the tray resting on the oven rack. Setting the roaster onto the top of the stove she removes the cover of the roasting pan to let the fragrant scent of roasted chicken and stuffing encircle her slender neck and face, the steam causing a slight dampening of velvety skin.

Moving away from the delicious aroma of food, Jewel raises on tiptoes stretching her body taught to reach the upper shelf of the cabinet. Retrieving a delicate china plate from the shelf she carefully runs her long tapered fingers around the gold trimmed edge to ensure no sharp chips are prevalent on which her Lady would dare cut her delicate finger upon. Happy with not finding any, Jewel carefully sets the plate on the counter and retrieves a spoon, knife and fork from the drawer. Wrapping these in a linen napkin she lays them next to the plate, shutting the drawer she opens another for a cutting knife. Taking the time to carefully carve the chicken and remove any bones that may be hiding in the meat, satisfied at finding there are none she places a piece of the carved white meat on the plate and cuts it into smaller pieces making the tender morsels easier to chew.

Feeling content that she has accomplished that task, Jewel precedes to add small portions of the rest of the prepared meal to the delicate plate tapping it periodically with the serving spoon. Cringing to the sound of the sharp tap, her mind races with the thought of admonishment she is sure to receive for mistreating the delicate china.

Checking to ensure the food is placed properly on the plate, Jewel covers the prepared entree with a white linen napkin tucking the edges under the plate to keep the warmth contained under the linen. Moving across the kitchen, she again stretches her lithe body taught, feeling the muscles in her calves tighten as she rises onto tiptoes to reach the crystal goblets hanging above the wine rack. Choosing one of cut crystal she slides it carefully from its frame, setting the glass gently down onto the counter, the pewter stem ringing against the marble counter top. The sound bringing a smile to her delicately shaded lips as it fades into nothing. Seeking the chilled bottle of wine, Jewel pulls it from the ice bucket using both hands to handle the fine vintage the feel of the cool sweat of the bottle slides down the back of her hand and down her arm to her elbow.

Picking up the towel laying on the counter, she wipes the water from her skin and wipes the bottle off before setting it down on the countertop. Searching quickly for the corkscrew, she lifts the evil looking device from the drawer quietly opening the bottle with a soft pop. The steam rises from within the bottle ensuring the flavor to be at its best.

Pouring the wine into the glass, she”s sure not to spill a single drop of the deep colored liquid. Setting the filled glass on the silver-serving tray, Jewel places the napkin and utensils on the tray next to the glass. Quietly entering back into the dining room, she feels consumed with a hunger to please the Lady as She sits and watches every move that is made by Jewel from Her seat at the cherry dining table.

Coming to Her side, she sets the napkin on the table next to the china dinnerware not speaking. Still holding the tray Jewel slowly removes the glass from the gleaming silver, kneeling at Her side she places a delicate kiss against the rim of the crystal goblet before offering the drink to her Domme.

Bowing her head respectfully, Jewel stays in the tower position waiting for Her to allow the privilege to rise. Feeling Her hand rest softly against her bare shoulder, Jewel glances up into Her face watching as She sips the deep red liquid from the glass. Her smile brightening the girls” mood as She nods Her head gracefully in the direction of the kneeling girl, taking Vixens” hand into her own she softly kisses the sweetly scented skin.

“You may serve Your Mistress Her dinner now, little one. ”

Raising her face to look at Vixen, she smiles warmly at Her sweet smile directed at her. Rising carefully from the kneeling position, Jewel moves quickly into the kitchen to retrieve the platter of food. Checking the baking bread she smiles as she takes it from the heated oven, slicing two pieces carefully she lays them under a china lid to retain the warmth in the fluffy dough. Sitting the chinaware carefully on the silver tray, Jewel lifts it from the marble counter-top carrying the beautifully embellished silver platter to her Lady”s side.

Setting the tray gently down on the expensive cherry table, she carefully sets the bowl of soup onto the small plate in front of Vixen. Moving quietly around Her seat, Jewel sets a larger bowl to the side filled with a fresh green leaf salad with Vixens” favorites mixed in. Placing a clean fork next to the bowl, she then lifts the gravy boat containing the choice salad dressing and slowly pours a small portion onto the salad. Setting the gravy boat down Jewel carefully wipes any excess dressing from the rim to keep the chilled thick liquid from dripping onto the glistening table.

Going back to the left side of Vixen she kneels quietly onto the pillow placed on the floor next to the wooden straight backed dining chair, head bowed in silence Jewel awaits the next command. Sitting there quietly her mind wonders to the possibilities of the rest of the evening. So far she feels she has done well in keeping Mistress happy and have not needed severe punishment. This morning was a mistake she knew she would not be making again.

Hearing the soft sound of Vixens” lilting southern accent voice Jewels name, she looks up smiling, eyes shining with devotion. Seeing the long fingers holding the silver spoon out to her, she raises up onto her knees to take the offered bit of soup. Opening her mouth the bottom of the spoon slips across eager lips letting soup coat the bottom lip, closing her mouth around the spoon the warm flavored liquid slides down Jewels” throat. As the spoon slides from her mouth Jewel looks into dark, gleaming eyes as Vixen smiles down on the silent girl. Placing a finger under her chin She raises Jewels lips to Her own and slowly licks the soup from her bottom lip, the sudden force of desire causing Jewel to shiver as she obediently stays silent allowing Vixen the pleasure of cleaning the soup from her bottom lip.

As Her mouth slowly touches Jewels, she cannot stop the soft moan from slipping past her lips, the beginnings of heat pulsing throughout her body forces a shutter throughout her. Feeling the smooth smile against her mouth, Jewel leans toward her Mistress so the kiss can deepen into a passion filled experience. Having Vixens mouth urging hers to open, she can taste the soup and wine lingering on Vixens tongue, feeling intoxicated by the lingering flavor. Jewels own hunger is presently forgotten as she begins desiring this woman that has blessed her with love and teaching, moving closer to Her Jewels body touches the chair and she can feel the black satin gown under her gentle fingertips.

The kiss begins to deepen as Jewel feels her heart thumping against the inside of her chest, how I desire this woman, thrusting her tongue into the warm moist mouth Vixen matches each thrust with Her own sweet taste.

Caressing Her lips, her tongue with Vixens she feel her knees weaken as breathing becomes near to difficult.

Leaning into Her loving kiss, she is swept along the tumultuous waves of desire. Suddenly breaking the kiss, Vixen moves slowly away from the kneeling girl, leaving her bereft of the warmth of her sensual body against Jewels. Smiling down into her eyes, She slowly shakes Her head and Jewel takes her place again kneeling on the satin pillow placed on the floor at side of the chair, while Mistress eats the remaining soup and salad that had been lovingly made during the day.

Kneeling silently on the pillow Jewel listens to the soft clink of the utensils against the china dinnerware, worried that Mistress may be displeased with the dinner she quietly plays with her freshly manicured fingernails. Staring into her lap she manages to refrain from asking the question going over and over in her mind, does the meal please You M”lady?

Resting quietly at Her side, the sound of Her soft voice brings Jewels head up to look into Vixens ebony eyes. Her smile softening the worry in Jewels heart, smiling back at Her she awaits for the commandment of her next move.

“I am ready little one for the main course of this delicious meal that you have lovingly prepared for Me.”

Rising gracefully from bended knees, Jewel moves silently into the kitchen to retrieve the lightly browned chicken and steamed vegetables. Lifting the warmed platter from its heat source she carefully places it on the silver tray atop a linen napkin to keep the heat from tarnishing the gleaming tray.

Entering into the dining room Jewel nervously watches Vixen as She watches Jewel walk around the table to Her right. Setting the tray against the tabletop, carefully removing the warmed plate from the silver tray careful not to touch Her hand with the heated china. Removing the white linen napkin from the plate, steam rises from the warm food. Inhaling deeply Jewel smells the aroma of roasted chicken, with steamed and lightly seasoned oriental vegetables, which causes her stomach to growl. Blushing brightly she lowers her head to hide the embarrassment as her body betrays it”s hunger.

Pointing silently to the floor, Jewel kneels on bended knee with head lowered. The heat in her cheeks making her worry that she may be in some sort of trouble with Mistress. As she sits quietly head still lowered, the touch of soft fingers under Jewels chin brings her lowered head up instantly to meet Vixens gaze.

“Open your mouth little one, I wish to share this meal with you.”

Opening her mouth, Jewel accepts the morsel offered to her from her Mistresses own fork. Closing soft lips around the fork Jewel feels the warmth from the food still lingering against the metal. Sliding the tender meat from the fork, she chews slowly of the offered tid bit.

Chewing the meat carefully and slowly, Jewel watches as Vixen begins enjoying the meal prepared so lovingly for Her. All day it had taken Jewel to cook the chicken so that it was basted to perfection perfectly the way She prefers and still kept tender and succulent to the taste.

Swallowing the chewed meat, Jewel obediently opens her mouth for the offered food from Vixens fork enjoying the steamed vegetables and the honor of being fed from not only Her plate, but also the same fork that feeds Mistress. The sweet buttery flavor mixed with the right amount of seasoning to enhance the flavor of the snow peas, string beans, water chestnuts and the various menageries of vegetables. Taking the forkful of colorful food, Jewel again slowly eats her given treat. Enjoying the taste of the food and feeling satisfied in herself at the splendor of the meal.

Eating quietly at Vixens side Jewel enjoys the subtle attention she gets as she is being fed from Mistresses very plate. A feeling of pride bubbles inside her as she is permitted to eat along with her beautiful Mistress, slowly beginning to understand that a bridge has been established in her training.

The honor of such is nearly overwhelming as she looks upon Her soft smile, tears threatening to shine in shimmering emerald eyes from the love filling her being for her Mistress.

“I am finished, cherished one. You may clear the table love.”

Bowing her head gracefully at the soft voice, Jewel rises slowly to her feet to begin gathering the dishes of the now finished dinner. The soft clink of china nearly deafens Jewel as the silence in the room lingers. Stacking the salad and dinner plate on the silver tray, she reaches for the soup bowl only to have Jewels motions halted by the touch of Vixens” fingers against her slender wrist. With her heart nearly skipping a beat at the feel of Vixens touch against her flesh, Jewel looks into the face of her Mistress, smiling nervously.

“Retire to the room and prepare yourself for My arrival, the dishes will wait.”

The soft whispered voice causes the breath to catch in Jewels throat, feeling her heart thump rapidly against her ribs she releases the bowl to quickly dip into a deep curtsey.

“Yes Milady, as You wish.”

Hurrying away, she leaves her Mistress sitting at the elegant cherry table to finish the red wine still shimmering in Her crystal goblet.

Going directly into her room, Jewel removes the beautiful silken gown of baby blue. Hanging it over the ornately adored dressing screen in the corner of her private room, she quickly discards her under things. Being sure to lay each article of clothing neatly across the gown, feeling sure that if she were to mistreat any precious gift given her by her Lady it would bring quick and severe punishment.

Quickly showering and toweling dry, she readies herself for presentation to her Love. Tingling at the expectation of Vixens” touch on her creamy skin, she lovingly sits braiding the long thick red hair into a single thick braid down the middle of her back. Binding the end of the braid with a black satin ribbon, the soft thickness lays heavily against her warm skin past a slightly thick waist until reaching the stool on which she sits. The very ends of the long braid slightly tickling the naked skin of softly rounded butt cheeks, the length of her hair being the pride and the tool that her Ladyship uses when she becomes disobedient.

Leaving gently curling wisps of hair around her oval shaped face, Jewel rises to gather the accessories from the wooden chest at the foot of her bed, she lays several items on her bed waiting to be taken to Vixens” room. Opening the small wooden chest on the cherry dresser in the corner of the room Jewel retrieves the prized piece of jewelry. Pulling the handcrafted collar from the jewelry box she places the intricately woven chain around her slender neck. Feeling the cool metal touch against her flesh she clasps the chain at the back of her throat, letting the extra length of chain dangle between her upper shoulder blades hidden under the thick braid of her hair.

Raising her head, Jewel admires the twinkling jewels in the mirror of the mahogany dresser. Smiling slightly to the image looking back to her, she recalls when she had first entered into the room. Having a very poor self- image of herself, she found that Lady Vixen was determined to teach her to see the beauty that lay within the body that was hated so vehemently.

Moving away from the dresser, she again checks the image once more in the three-way mirror of the dressing corner. Going to the foot of the bed Jewel opens a large cedar chest and looks into the depth of the box. The aroma filling her senses, she kneels to withdraw several items. Leaving the chest open to sit on the bed to lock the ankle and wrist cuffs onto her soft sensitive skin. First checking to be sure the velvet lining is still securely intact on the leather. These also were customized for comfort, the first time these items were used, they left Jewels” wrists terribly chafed. This causing much distress for Vixen, Jewel had tried to explain that in time her wrists and ankles would become accustomed to such things but She would hear nothing said. Instead She had contacted a good leather-smiting friend to have the shackles customized for the needs of Jewels comfort.

Fastening the small golden clasps of the shackles she adjusts the fit to each ankle and carefully to each wrist. Satisfied they fit snug without harm, Jewel again checks her pale reflection in the gold gilded dressing mirror, another gift from Lady Vixen after the collaring ceremony.

Happy with her own presentation Jewel again goes to the cedar chest to choose one of several crops for this evenings use. Picking one of green leather, she caresses the feel of the crop with her long fingers. Closing darkening green eyes she touches the crop to her neck, the stiff rod causing her breath to catch as it”s pulled slowly over the slightly protruding collarbone and across each nipple. The soft feel of the leather causing her nipples to perk and harden instantly, readying for the events to unfold of this night.

Closing the lid to the cedar chest gently, Jewels listens as the soft click of Vixens shoes tap against the wooden floor of the upstairs. Turning she waits for the expected tap on her door signaling that Vixen is expecting her to arrive at Her room shortly.

Breathing deeply Jewel lets her held breath out in a long sigh, butterflies once again flutter in her belly. Each time the anticipation of being with Lady Vixen brings the butterflies dancing once more and Jewel trembles as her heart races with excitement.

The expected tap on the thick wooden door echoes in the large chamber of Jewels” room. Walking to the door on silent feet she opens the engraved oak door, closing it with a quiet click of the latch behind her. Entering into the bedchamber of Lady Vixen, Jewel comes before Her kneeling into the expected tower position, sitting on bended knees, legs spread wide and the crop held high in front of her in open palms, holding her head high with eyes downcast.

Walking smoothly to where Jewel sits silently Vixen lifts the crop from her open palms, watching as Jewels” arm move in unison to rest against the silky thighs open widely for Vixens pleasure.

“Thank you little one, you may look on Me.”

Raising her head slowly, dark green eyes meet ominously dark shining eyes. Looking into Her ebony eyes Jewel fears nothing; her only want is to serve Her, to be that which She desires.

“It is time for your marking Jewel, it has been a long time since last you were marked little one.”

Looking into Vixens face, Jewel silently nods her head. Rising from her kneeling position she climbs cat like onto the table centered in the room.

Kneeling on hands and knees she grips the edge of the table, preparing for the marking ceremony. Looking down onto her own hands, she watches as the grip of her fingers slowly begin to turn her knuckles white.

Listening to the soft steps of Lady Vixens approach, Jewel waits for Her to administer the marks that prove all the love and devotion to Her Mistress and the willingness to suffer a small bit on Her behalf.

“Do you remember what each mark stands for Jewel?”

The sound of Her soft voice startles Jewels slightly, as she feels Her hand caressing the sensitive skin of her ass gently. Her soft-spoken question sending chills down her spine. Working her brain furiously Jewel tries to remember all the things she”s been taught. Shaking her head slowly, the softly whispered answer makes her slim body tense in apprehension.

“I do not remember the first three Milady, please forgive me. I am not deserving of Your love Mistress.”

Hanging her head Jewel feels the braid slide slowly from shoulder to hang down the length of her arm to trail off the edge of the table. Lady Vixen slowly traces a path up the contour of Jewels hip, along the sleek waistline to her shoulder then, slowly to her oval shaped face as She comes to stand directly in front of Jewels now trembling form.

rst three Milady, please forgive me. I am not deserving of Your love Mistress.”

Hanging her head Jewel feels the braid slide slowly from shoulder to hang down the length of her arm to trail off the edge of the table. Lady Vixen slowly traces a path up the contour of Jewels hip, along the sleek waistline to her shoulder then, slowly to her oval shaped face as She comes to stand directly in front of Jewels now trembling form.

“In time little one you will remember that the first three are for mind, body, and soul.”

Kissing Her little doll softly on the lips Vixen moves to her side, trailing the long talon sharp fingernails along Jewels” spine. The gentle feel of Her touch against the super sensitive skin causes goose bumps to rise quickly on her flesh.

“Grip the edge of the table My love.”

Shuddering slightly at the spoken command, Jewel curls her fingers over the edge of the table, head hanging as the first crack of the crop connects with her pale skin. Arching against the sting of the crop, she stifles the gasp between clenched teeth as another crack marks her creamy flesh mere inches from the first. Jewels flesh feels as though it”s on fire as the hiss of the crop passes through the silent air of the room. Clenching her hands against the hard table she squeezes her eyes shut as the hard crop marks her skin for a third time.

Arching against the sting her body shudders from the searing pain administered by that of the leather crop. Listening silently Jewel counts each step taken by her Dominatrix to the cabinet as She retrieves the soothing balm for her stinging flesh.

Gently Her fingers apply the cooling cream that soothes the sharp stinging of the crop markings. Mewing softly as Vixens fingers work against the tormented flesh Jewel lets her body begin to relax under the experienced fingers of her Mistress. Sliding a soft gentle hand over Jewels stinging ass, she gasps softly as the feel of practiced fingers slide easily into Jewels wet cunt. Arching her back in an attempt to give easy access to her wet slit, she feels Her free hand caressing softly against Jewels hip and thigh as Vixens fingers work gently inside Jewels wet pussy. Feeling the climax building, her hips rock slowly against the hand offering so much pleasure. Softly moaning at the pleasure building with in her body, she clenches pussy muscles tightly against the fingers inside her body, feeling more juices wetting Vixens fingers as she pants against the impending climax. Moaning against Her soft touch, Jewel softly begs for release to be granted.

Shaking Her head slightly, Vixen withdraws those wonderful fingers from within Jewels body and moves to the other side of the table, tracing a feather light finger against the sweat dampened shoulder of Her lovely slut, down her back and over the unmarked flesh of Jewels” ass cheek.

Hanging her head Jewel softly moans as her body quivers with need, hearing the sound of the crop hissing through the air she arches against the impending impact against her flesh as the leather stings harshly on her skin.

Nearly crying out with the pain she clenches her jaw tightly against the words of mercy.

“What does it stand for little one?”

The spoken question demands an answer as she breathes deeply barely maintaining control over her sharp tongue.

“Past, the past milady.”

The crop drops against her flesh twice more, the third bringing a harsh cry from her dry lips.

“Tell your Mistress what those marks represent My love.”

The cool touch of Vixens hand against her stinging flesh brings hot tears to pain filled eyes as she softly answers the gently spoken question.

“Past, present, and future Ma”am. I suffer very little for You, though You treat me so well. I do not deserve the love and devotion You bestow upon me, I am unworthy of such gifts Milady.”

The cool balm of the salve soothes away the sting of the lashings across the young girls buttocks, and the smooth silkiness of the more experienced touch causes her heart to beat harshly against the inside of Jewels” chest in rapid rhythmic time.

Using Her index finger to lift Jewels” chin, she is compelled to gaze into the dark beautiful eyes of her Mistress. Looking up into Her face, salty unshed tears stream slowly down her face blurring wetting the already damp skin, obscuring her vision slightly. Tracing a finger against the cheek She wipes the salty tears away from the flushed skin as Her mouth slowly descends against Jewels”, kissing the pain of the markings from the mind she leans gently into soft lips, absorbing the essence that is her Mistress. Pulling gently away from her, Vixen holds the crop in front of Jewel in the palm of Her hands, expecting something from the girl. Leaning forward she kisses the leather strap lovingly while looking into deep ebony eyes.

“Place this back into the chest Jewel, then come quickly back to me. Your evening is not complete My little one.”

Sliding from the table, Jewel takes the crop back to her room, placing it back into it”s revered place in the wooden chest. Hurrying back to the room of her Mistress, she walks quietly as commanded. Entering into the room Jewel returns to kneeling in the tower position awaiting her next commandments.

“Come to Me Jewel, I wish to have you near Me.”

Moving quickly across the room Jewel sits at Mistress Vixens feet, wondering what is in store for her this eve. Wanting only to please Her, she rests her head against the bare thigh of Vixen; the feel of long fingers in her thick braid relaxes Jewel into closing her eyes and enjoying the pleasure of being near her beloved Mistress.

The touch of fingertips at her throat brings Jewels head back to rest against Vixens chair, opening her eyes she smiles into the face of her Mistress.

“I have a little treat for you little one, I know that you have expressed the desire to experience a man. I have found one that will suit you quite well my dear.”

Blinking her eyes, Jewel only stares up into Her lovely face. Not sure how to comment she swallows the lump that suddenly appeared in her tight throat. Dropping her head she feels the lingering heat of Vixens fingers slide from under her chin to rest upon her shoulder. Staring into her own lap Jewel nervously play with her fingers.

“Is this what You desire my Lady?” To allow me to experience a man?”

“I want you to have the experience of a man loving you Jewel, if that is what you desire my sweet.”

Looking up at Her, she smiles faintly.

“Will it hurt?”

Smiling down on Jewel, Vixen traces the lean line of her throat. Finding the pulsing beat of her heart in the juncture of shoulder to neck.

“Only for a little while sweetheart. Then it is over and you will be free from the fear of that little barrier I will not force you to breach.”

“Have I pleased You my Lady? Have You been happy with me as I am?” “Yes Jewel, I am very pleased with you. You are more than willing to learn and have met every expectation that I have had. If this is something you do not wish to experience I will inform My guest. It will not affect My friendship with this gentleman, nor the relationship I have with you little one. In fact this will open many facets in O/our relationship My love.”

Smiling nervously into Vixens soft smiling face, Jewel nods her head slowly.

“I would like to please You, as well as experience the intercourse of a man.” “So be it, tis done.”

Watching Her rise slowly from Her seat, Jewel nervously kneels on the floor waiting for the next event to unfold.

Hearing the lower door open, Jewel shivers slightly as cold chills race across her spine. Every nerve on end she listens intently as the sound of footsteps echo in the silent stone floored hallway, breathing deeply with each measured step she trembles slightly, balling her small hands into tight fists feeling an electrical energy beginning to pass throughout her being.

Closing her eyes, she breathes deeply trying to calm the tense nerves beginning to throb through her body. The closed door muffles the soft voices drifting into the room; taking a long deep breath Jewel focuses on finding her center. Opening her eyes at the same time the door opens softly against it”s hinges, she quickly drops them to gaze intently into her lap. Noticing that her knuckles have gone white with tension, she forces herself to untwine her slender fingers from one another only to lay them palm down against bare white thighs.

As Mistress”s boots click against the wooden floor Jewel finds that she silently counts the heavier steps as they approach where she is kneeling.

“Jewel. This is Master Dark Wolf. He is here to instruct you on things I can not love.”

Nodding silently Jewels” heart beats against her chest, making the effort of breathing difficult. Looking slowly up to Vixen, Jewel closes her eyes as the soft lips of her Mistress slowly descend down on to her own, moistening them with a gentle kiss. Moaning softly, she feels a blindfold being secured behind her head and the kiss deepens with a hungry desire filling her mouth as her Mistress” tongue rapes the warm recess of Jewels” essence. Inhaling Her scent a tear slips past closed lids, as Jewel suddenly worries that this will ruin the relationship and love she has with Mistress Vixen. Fear fills her core as She gently breaks the kiss releasing the girl slowly from the web woven around her senses.

“I shall come to you when the time is right love. Do not fret, He will not harm you in any way except that for which you have voiced a desire. The time will be short lived, and the experience memorable. Do you trust Me, jewel?”

Nodding her head slowly, Jewel softly whispers the answer but can not be sure She has heard the verbal answer as the sounds of soft whispering reaches her ears Jewel listens to the sound of Vixens heels retreating from the room. Trembling slightly as the door softly clicks shut; she takes a quietly steadying breath with the sound of the heavy boots against the wooden floor drawing nearer. Heart thundering with the sound of ocean waves crashing in her ears; she sits in the proud kneeling position waiting for the inevitable to begin. Having asked Mistress for this journey there was no going back, and after much thought and deliberation it was decided, She had taken much care of the final details in choosing the One for the task.

Sitting on bended knee, palms warm against silky thighs Jewel takes slight comfort in knowing is a place within her mind in which to hide. Mistress taught early on that there was a safe haven within the dark recesses of the mind that could be used to escape any pain being inflicted upon the body.

Listening to the sounds of the room, her body tense, yet trembling as a slight frisson of excitement races up her spine igniting the fire deep inside her core. Jumping slightly with the weight of His hand on her shoulder she gasps slightly as the soft chuckle near her ear causes her to shudder.

“Do not fear love, I will not harm you. That which you will feel will last only momentarily.”

The soft moist whisper against her ear causes a slight smile to form across her full lips. A pleasantly soft masculine voice surprises Jewel and she feels herself beginning to relax slightly.

“Yes Master Dark Wolf, this slut understands Sir.”

Kissing Jewels” ear lightly, His tongue traces the curve of first the left then the right ear. Trailing a moist path under the right earlobe and down her neck, feeling His tongue teasing a relaxing path down her lightly scented skin. His soft moan quickens her heartbeat as His teeth scrapes the tender skin of her sleek neck.

Marveling at how easily her body begins to respond to His touch, she lets her head fall to the side, exposing the soft unblemished flesh of her throat.

Sighing as His mouth moves over her throat, Jewel arches into His hand as He gently lifts and teases first one breast then the other, rolling the hardened nipples between His worked hardened index finger and thumb. Pinching it firmly yet not roughly, letting her accustom her mind to His habits and touch.

Straightening her back another inch to lift herself higher for Dark Wolf, the movement places her breast perfectly into His palm. His mouth nips her throat and she gasps softly jerking away with surprise. Chuckling deep in His throat, the vibration races through Jewels body as He places His lips against her throat. Sucking on the delicate flesh at the front of her creamy throat, slowly leaning back placing her hands flat against the floor behind her she Lets her arms support her weight as she willingly makes her body fully available to Him and that which He has planned for her this night.

“Come little one.”

His soft whisper against her throat brings her full attention back to the reality at hand, drawing herself upright to her knees she can feel His hand slide down her arms taking her slim wrists into His large palms. His fingers curl gently around her slender wrists and she can feel the strength and gentleness in His grasp. Rising from the kneeling position Jewel walks stiffly in the direction He leads, having to be completely trusting in Him Jewel steps gingerly in the direction she”s being led her legs feeling warm with the feeling of pins and needles tingling through her limbs from kneeling for so long on the hard wooden floor. Lady Vixen usually did not leave her so long on her knees without the comfort of a pillow under her body to pad her knee joints. She knew the discomfort it brought to her, but Master Dark Wolf was a stranger to her and the ways of Mistress. This discomfort she would have to deal with for a short time, not as though He was going to be incorporated into her life and the life of my Lady.

The sound of the mattress responding to the weight of a body draws Jewels”attention back to the purpose at hand. Taking a deep breath she allows Him to direct her carefully onto the bed. Feeling her every movement watched she trembles visibly, His soft chuckle bringing a nervous smile to my lips. Standing at what Jewel perceives to be the foot of the bed, she can feel the cool comfort of the small chain hanging under her long braided hair. The knowledge that her Domme loves her enough to allow this experience comforts her soul, standing quietly resting against the foot of the bed Jewel listens to the soft sounds of Master Dark Wolf rummaging through an apparent bag making her heart beat rapidly against her chest as an excitement races through her body, The heat centering in the core between her legs.

“How are Wwe to do this little one? Do you wish a say in what I am about to do? Or am I to just take you and be done with it?”

Taken slightly back at His question Jewel stands silently, gapping.

“Vixen said you were of a quiet type, shut that pretty mouth or I will make wonderful use of it girl.”

Snapping her jaw shut, she can feel her cheeks brighten with an uncustomary blush. Lowering her head demurely trying to hide her embarrassment, she stands with palms pressed firmly against her thighs. His soft pleasant chuckle draws her head up, leaving Jewel wishing she could see His features, working an image into her mind, Jewel ponders on what He could possibly look like. Then the thought occurs that perhaps she is blindfolded so that she may not have to look upon an ugly man.

“Come to Me girl, let Me feel you next to Me.”

Moving onto the bed the mattress sinks under the added weight of her as she crawls up the bed next to Him, her long braid trailing over her back onto the crisp linen sheets of Mistress”s bed. As His muscled arms encircle her slim body, she finds herself pinned on top of His well-toned frame. Feeling the muscles ripple around her slim body as He holds her close absorbing her essence into His body. Resting her head against His chest listening to the rhythm of His beating heart, feeling the heat of His body encompass her entire being.

The gentle stroking of His hands against Jewels” bare flesh causes goose bumps to rise on her skin, His warm breath fanning against the top of her head creates a calming balm. Letting her body relax into His, Jewel feels His hands roaming across her shivering body. Testing, teasing her flesh into accepting Him as her own if only for the night.

“Little one, tonight you and I are not Master and slave. Tonight Wwe are lovers, for this will most likely be My only encounter with you. Unless of course, there is always the possibly Wwe would happen to meet at a function, and I could hope to pawn you from Vixen for a time. But I have seen Her gaze upon you and I don”t see a snowballs chance in hell of Her even pondering the notion of auctioning you for a minute.”

Giggling at His jibe, His laughter rumbles deep in His chest.

“Freedom to speak Master?”

“Of course little one.”

His hand idly strokes the hair around her face, sending small shivers throughout her body.

“I could not see Vixen pawning this submissive either. It took months to get to this point, to work for this evening. I can only imagine Her pacing a path in the downstairs hall rug as it is Sire.”

His soft chuckle rumbles again deep in His throat.

“Yes, I am well aware of this slut.”

Stroking her face gently, His work-hardened fingers graze the hairline of her forehead. Tentively touching His forearm with curious fingers, Jewel again wonders what He looks like. Being blindfolded at times is more of a burden than that of a pleasure, running her fingertips along the rounded muscles of His arm she trails a path down to His elbow. Having His arm muscles flinch under her touch empowers Jewel slightly; sliding her hand past His elbow He allows Jewel the pleasure of caressing His entire arm to His wrist.

Bringing His large hand to Jewels smaller one, she mentally measures the size of Him. Wide palms usually mean no cunt fisting, feeling a little relieved at this thought she slides her fingers up and across His fingers. Moaning softly at the realization that He has long fingers, which could play havoc on a girls cunt. Sliding her fingers between His, He locks them gently in His grasp. His free hand slowly stroking her back, toying with Jewels” hair and the small chain hanging down her back.

“Are you ready little one? Shall Wwe begin Oour play?”

The question rattles her slightly and she slowly nods her head, giving unusual permission to the Dominant. His strong hands clutch her petite fore-arms and move her gently off of His chest, laying her on her back against the sheet on the bed.

“Keep your eyes closed until I tell you other wise, understand?”

Nodding her head she feels His fingers nimbly untie the blindfold from her head, excitement races through her with the thought of being able to see the One controlling her mind and body. His hands on her arms raise them above her head stretching her breast against the hard bone of her chest plate, sliding His fingers along her ribcage causes Jewel to wiggle slightly as His light touch tickles her flesh.

Stifling her giggles into a snicker His fingers halt in the process,

“What is this that I found?”

Having His fingers now purposefully play against her ribcage causes more giggles to erupt, leading into full laughter. Dropping her arms to her sides attempting to ward Him off, pressing her arms against His hand to lightly pin the movements of His strong fingers against her body. Chuckling slightly His free hand firmly smacks her outer thigh, withdrawing His hand from under Jewels arm. Dark Wolf grips Jewels wrists in His hand, replacing them above her head.

Gasping from the unexpected assault against her leg, Jewel ceases instantly though His chuckle still rumbles across her senses leaving a playful smile on her face.

Laughing lightly He strokes the area with His large hand, kneading the soft flesh.

“Did I say little slut, that you may bring your arms down?”

Holding her thighs tightly together, Jewel breathes slowly trying to relax as the heat of His body scorches her. The touch of His lips against the hardened bud of her nipple causes Jewel to gasp and jerk slightly beneath Him, a soft chuckle is His only response. Feeling His moist lips trail down her body she slowly begins responding to the gentle touch.

Having His lips on her body, Jewel begins moaning softly as the new sensations race through her body. As His teeth nip against her skin, she curls her fingers around the ornamental bar of the headboard, His mouth quickly sucks her hardened nipple into His mouth forcing her body to arch into Him.

Her soft sigh breezes through the room as His mouth captures the other nipple, His hand playing with the tightened bud of her saliva dampened bud of the other breast.

Moaning softly Jewel arches her chest into His mouth, feeling His tongue flick across the tight nipple between His teeth. Gasping softly, her head tosses on the pillow as she grasps His shoulders letting the long manicured nails dig into His muscled flesh. Feeling His mouth begin a slow trip down her body, her hands slowly slide from His shoulders to His forearms, the nails marking a pale pink trail over the tightly muscled skin into His long silky hair.

“Get your arms up little slut.”

His soft whispers against Jewels stomach making her shiver slightly, again slowly lifts her arms above her head gripping the headboard of the magnificent bed. Fingers curled around the intricately carved wooden rail of the mahogany bed, arching her head back into the thick feather tick pillows on the bed.

With His mouth against her stomach, the warm kiss of His lips force a moan from Jewels” throat. Struggling to keep her arms above her head, she gently rocks her hips toward His mouth. A firm hand on the side of her hip forces her lithe body back to the mattress, moaning softly she fights vainly to stay still.

Feeling His mouth trail slowly down her stomach, passing her navel His warm kisses leaving a moist path against goose pimpled flesh.

Releasing the soft moan, she squirms slightly under His weight. His soft chuckle making her mind haze until she can no longer focus on keeping Him from her virginal body, slowly letting slender legs slide open He pushes them up letting her slim thighs rest against the side of His face. Bent knees rest warmly against His muscled shoulders, the thick feel of the rippled muscles of His back tenses against her calves.

Still gripping the headboard, Jewel arches her hips toward His mouth. His fingers dig gently into her slim hip, forcing her body to stay against the bed.

Moaning softly she curls her legs against His back, pulling against the headboard. The sound of the wood creaking against its frame increases her passion, as she pulls against the bed moaning.

Feeling His mouth move farther down her stomach, His soft lips brush against the slight bush above the hooded labia. Moaning softly Jewel curls her legs tightly against His shoulders, silently begging for more of His gifted mouth and tongue.

Slipping the tip of His tongue against the hard nub, the gasp nearly choking her with the unexpected heat surging through her body. The tenderness of His touch sending ripples throughout her entire body, Jewels” moan whispers past clenched lips as His tongue dips lower into her wet cunt.

The weight of His body causes the mattress to shift beneath her, bringing her moist slit into deeper contact with His mouth. The touch of His lips against her wet pussy sends a fire racing through her body, His tongue sliding into her wet slit brings Jewel to the verge of climaxing.

Moaning loudly she again attempts to bring her hips from the bed, only to once again have Him press her body to the mattress. Forcing Jewels” body to relax beneath Him, finding herself aching with a need greater than any she”s have felt before.

The slight tickle of His fingers trailing down her hip brings her full attentionback to the present, wondering His intent she lays open to Him. His fingers trail down the underneath of her thigh, up into her ass crack to play over the tight button of Jewels” anus.

Fingering Jewel gently, His soft fingertip slips into her trained ass. Sliding past the tightening muscles into the deeper recess of her body. His finger teases against the anal walls causing a slight discomfort of her body.

Attempting to move slightly away from Him, His finger curls slowly against the anal wall stilling any movements. Panting slightly Jewel tightens her muscles against His finger as she feels another join the first, stretching her anus around His long thick fingers. Gently sliding His fingers further into the tight recess, she moans softly feeling her climax beginning to build slowly in intensity.

Arching against His fingers, He slides them very slowly and gently within her body. Spreading them slightly inside her warm cavity, Jewel gasps at the feel of her ass being spread wider than usual. Slowly twisting His wrist, His fingers rim the tight hole making it nearly impossible to keep the anal muscles tight around the tender caress of His fingers.

Moaning softly Jewel brings her hands down to His shoulders, resting warm palms against His slightly sweat dampened skin. Feeling His tongue lapping at her juices, her moans filling the room. Tossing her head against the pillows, Jewels” nails dig firmly into His shoulders causing a moan to erupt from His throat.

As the moan Vibrates against her clit she screams out as her body arches against His mouth, the climax rocking her core forcing her to tighten her legs around His shoulders.

Sliding His fingers from within her ass, He gently pulls away from her. Leaving her to writhe and softly pant on the bed,

“Don”t move little one, do not open your eyes.”

The softly whispered words bring a whimper of need to her lips. Bending over her, He softly kisses her lips taking the sound with Him. Nodding her head slowly, Jewel slows her breathing, as her body seems to hum with a fierce hunger. Listening to the soft sounds of the room, Jewel lays quietly. Her body trembling with need she slowly slides her fingers up her thighs, both hands tantalizing her flesh. Sliding her fingers across her wet cunt she finds herself slowly slipping a finger into her dripping slit. Moaning softly her finger dips into her pulsing pussy, using one finger to work her clit and two others to play in her slick pussy she arches slightly against the bed. The need building within her body, her breathing increases to pants as she brings the free hand to her breast pinching her hard nipples, gasping as the shock races through her body.

“Mmm, very nice slut.”

Gasping at the realization she”d been caught, Jewel snatches her fingers away from her pussy and breast. Squeezing her eyes closed tightly she whimpers softly with His soft chuckle ringing in her ears.

Covering her pussy roughly with His hand, Dark Wolf slowly presses His long fingers into her slit so her juices can coat His fingers as He probes deeper into her body. Feeling her muscles tighten instinctively around His fingers He chuckles softly watching her face, her beautiful body arching into His touch.

Leaning over her on the bed, His hot breath hisses past her ear as He traces the outline of her ear with the tip of His tongue while forcing a moan past her tightly clenched jaw.

“Are you frightened slut?”

Nodding her head “yes”, Dark Wolf feels her cunt muscles tighten against His fingers. Slowly spreading His fingers apart inside of her, her trembling gasp keeps His eyes riveted on her face.

“Use your words love, tell Master what you feel.”

“I”m frightened Sir, I”m afraid of the pain.”

Moaning softly, His tongue teases down her throat nipping the soft skin along her neck coming to the feel of her rapid heartbeat; He rests His head against the pulsing throb there.

“Do you wish to continue? For once I position Myself, and feel Your body accept Me. I will not stop. No safe word will help you Jewel. A man can only take so much. Then it”s beyond reason, and I don”t want to hurt you. You know it will pain only for a moment correct?”

Slowly nodding her head, she brings her hand to His face. Trembling slightly as she lays her palm against His face.

“Take me Sir, show me what it is to be with a man. Please.”

Rising over her, sliding His fingers slowly from her body, He gently pushes her legs open. Settling Himself between her thighs, the head of His cock pressing against the opening of her vagina He slowly slides the velvety head into her wet, waiting body.

“Open your eyes Jewel.”

Opening her emerald green eyes, she looks into the strongly handsome face of Dark Wolf.

Her soft moan and tensing muscles forces His trembling body to halt. Growling softly He looks down into her tense facial features, waiting as her body begins to slowly accept His rigid member. Kissing her lips tenderly, Dark Wolf brings Jewels” arms above her head, clasping them gently in one of His strong hands. Sliding his other down her body to find her throbbing clit between their bodies, He plays gently with the hard nub. Causing her to arch into His body, forcing His cock a little deeper into her pussy.

“Bring your legs up Jewel, please baby. Slide them to My hips.”

His soft hoarse whisper against her lips has Jewel obeying willingly as her legs draw toward His hips, the action opening her pelvic slightly. His groan sounds muffled against her mouth as His cock settles deeper within her opening body.

Feeling His cock slip deeper inside her body, Jewel tenses as the vaginal walls stretch slightly allowing His entrance into her warm recess. Tightening her legs against His hips, she moans softly causing His emotions to heighten.

Hearing His quick intake of breath, Jewel trembles beneath Him tossing her head slightly. The whispered words “I can”t, please” hiss past His ear.

“No going back Jewel.”

Gritting the words between clenched teeth, Dark Wolf pushes against the tight barrier, forcing His hips past her clenched legs.

Arching into the ripping pain Jewel screams out, only to find the soft lips of her Mistress covering her mouth and swallowing the shrill sound from her ripping soul.

The kiss being a sudden comfort to her burning body, Jewel whimpers into her Mistresses kiss and feels the hot tears trail down her cheeks. Breathing harshly through her nose, she slowly relaxes as Dark Wolf holds quiet inside of her body. His cock filling her and throbbing deeply inside of her body, He waits allowing her to accustom her body to His.

Whimpering softly, Jewel slowly relaxes her hold against Dark Wolf”s hips. Reluctantly releasing her Mistress from the kiss, she drags deep breaths of calming air into her lungs. The gentle fingertips of Vixen smooth the salty tears from her face and trace a line down Jewels neck, followed by soft nips and soothing kisses of Her lips.

Feeling her relaxing around His throbbing cock, Dark Wolf slowly withdraws His aching cock. Jewels soft moan slowing Him more as He feels the warmth of her body and the sticky residue of her blood pull against His control.

Growling lowly, Dark Wolf slides His cock back inside Jewels” warm sheath feeling her juices glide over Him. The soft gasp beneath Him draws His dark eyes to her, cursing Himself the tears tear at His heart.

“Are you well little one?”

Nodding her head slowly, Jewel closes her tear-pooled eyes as the pleasure washes over her body. Hissing softly she brings her hips up against His, riding out the unexpected climax washing over her body. Her soft moans prompt Dark Wolf to increase the rhythm of His thrusts, moving smoothly inside her body. The tightness of her vagina bringing Him to a quickening climax, growling with His own need He feels yet another warmth wash over His stroking cock.

“Damn, Vixen, I can”t hold off much longer.”

Forcing Himself deeper into Jewels willing body, He slams the head of His cock against the virginal cervix. Crying out Jewel meets His thrusts with her own, experiencing the new found pleasure of being totally entered and filled in a way she had never dreamed.

Crying out in a throat-ripping scream, Jewel arches against Dark Wolf”s hips. Her safe word echoing through the room, stopping deep within Jewels body He holds Himself above her on trembling out stretched arms, Dark Wolf looks down on Jewel with eyes dark with a raw need and hunger of a man beyond reason.

Reaching out to place a gentle hand on His shoulder, Vixen strokes His taught shoulder with Her nails. A glistening trail of sweat follows the path of Her stripes.

“Master, take Me in her place. Please.”

The soft whisper lightly breezes past His ear, causing a low growl to erupt deep in His throat. Lowering His mouth to Jewel He kisses her long as He slowly pulls His throbbing cock from her tight body.

Whimpering softly Jewel lowers her legs, releasing Him from her now aching body. The burning of His forced entry still lingering close in her mind she slowly moves from underneath Him, curling into a tight ball against the pillows near the head board of the detailed wooden bed. The beautiful engraving pressing comfortingly into her back and hip, she lays quietly watching as Dark Wolf quickly reaches out with His long, strong fingers to ensnare Vixen by Her long silky hair.

Hearing Her soft gasp, He cracks the side of Her hip with His solid open palm. The sound sharp in the normally pleasant room, Vixen moans softly a bitten hiss cut off by tight lips.

“Did I say you could speak slut?”

Smacking Vixen against the thigh again, Dark Wolf watches with an evil sneer as the proud Dominatrix shakes Her head silently in reply to His question.

Rubbing the reddened area of Her thigh, Dark Wolf slowly caresses a path across Her ass. Sliding His fingers into the moist slit of Her cunt, slipping two of His fingers into Her open willing pussy He forces Her body to arch against His entrance as a cat arches against the caress of a loving owners stroke.

The warm welcoming of His fingers into Her body nearly drives Dark Wolf over the edge of the dark precipice; jerking Her arrogant head back with Her long tresses Dark Wolf kisses Her mouth brutally. Forcing His tongue into Her mouth, making Her open into His command.

Pushing a third finger into Her soft cunt, Dark Wolf snarls into Her kiss as He nips Her bottom lip savagely. Gasping out, Vixen jerks away from Him sucking Her lip between Her teeth. Protesting softly with dark challenging eyes.

Chuckling softly, Dark Wolf releases Her hair and twists His wrist slightly, forcing the fingers inside Her body to roll slightly inside Her body. Moaning softly Vixen spreads Her legs wider to allow Dark Wolf easier access to Her body.

“Now Vixen, You know all to well that I tend to be harsh with those that are trained to Me. Get into position!”

Jewel watches wide eyed, as Her strong Mistress drops onto hands and knees with back arched, head against the floor and legs spread widely apart. Glancing to Dark Wolf, she sees a demonic sneer cross His face. Shuddering, her entire body nearly screams for Him to stop. But the look of Her Mistress in such a vulnerable position causes her to keep still and continue watching silently.

Glancing to the lower part of the bed, Jewel notices for the first time the darkening spot on the crisp white linen sheet. Her face burning with shame she slowly lifts her eyes to find Dark Wolf gazing at her with eyes bright with hunger.

“Lovely isn”t it slut? Your virginal blood staining your Mistress”s white bed sheets, which should be something, you are to be proud of. For when I am done using your whore Mistress. I am going to use you again, and make you bleed more for Her.”

Watching Jewels eyes widen in fear, Dark Wolf laughs harshly.

“Oh yes little cunt, you are Mine tonight and for tomorrow. For as many times as I wish to use you and your slut Mistress. I did My part and took you as gently as I could. Now you and She are Mine to use for hours.”

Looking down to Vixen, His nails sear Her back as Jewel watches her beautiful Mistress forced into submission before her very eyes. Feeling tears well into her eyes, Jewel trembles slightly as Dark Wolf positions Himself behind Vixen. Placing His large hands on Her hips, He slowly pushes His extended cock toward Her waiting snatch.

“You may speak Vixen, or utter sounds if You wish My love. I am taking My pleasure from Your body, since I was denied to do so with your little tramp.”

“Yes Master, please Master.” Her muffled reply sounding small to Jewels” ears.

Pushing His pulsing head into Vixens willing body, Dark Wolf growls with the feeling of Her body accepting His so willingly. Moaning audibly His hips thrust forward forcing Vixen to jerk slightly, a soft moan coming from the crouched figure on the floor.

“Take it You slut!” Slamming His cock into Her body, Dark Wolf forces His cock past Her cervix. Forcing Her body to arch up and Dark Wolf to grab a handful of Her hair into His strong fist.

Grunting with each thrust of His hips against Vixens” ass, Dark Wolf rams His massive cock into Her small petite body.

“What do You want bitch? Tell Me little slut.”

The primal grind of His words through His teeth, causes Jewel to shudder as she watches helplessly as her Mistress is used in a manner never before seen.

“Please Sir, may I cum? Please?”

The whimpering sound of Vixens voice sounding loudly in the opulent room.

“Beg slut, let Me hear the words!”

Forcing His cock deeper into Her body, Her whimpering becoming louder as She begs for Her release.

“Now Vixen! Give it to Me! Cum, cum now little one!”

Screaming out with Her release Vixen arches into His pounding rhythm, Her entire body going rigid with the intensity of the climax. Grasping Her hips, Dark Wolf nearly howls with His release. Filling Vixen with His seed, His body pushes against Hers one last time with His fingers digging deeply into Her hips.

Resting against Vixens ass, Dark Wolf slowly releases His grip on Her hips. His body trembling from the exertion of the coupling, He leans heavily against Her trying to gain control of His rapid breathing.

Slowly pulling away from Her warm body, His slowly shrinking cock slips from Vixens milking cunt. A soft moan slips from His lips as He pulls Her up to Him, kissing Her gently on Her swollen mouth. His strong hand caressing damp locks of hair away from Her face.

Wrapping His arms securely around Her small waist, He lifts Vixen from the floor and lays Her gently onto the bed. Letting Her motion for Jewel, He smiles softly nodding for her to join Them in the center of the immense bed.

Slowly moving from her place, Jewel stiffly comes to her Mistress”s side, curling against Her damp body, she snuggles against Vixen with tears blurring her vision.

“Are you ok My Jewel?”

The soft question brings fresh tears to Jewels eyes as she silently nods her head. Having her Mistress holding her close relieves any fears looming in the dark recesses of her mind. Trembling slightly with the feel of Dark Wolfs strong hand laying against her hip, Jewel can hear the soft murmuring between Vixen and Dark Wolf. His deep chuckle, and Her lilting laugh calms Jewel into a restful slumber.

Waking from a deep contented sleep, Jewel stretches slowly feeling her stiffened muscles complain at the movement. The soreness bringing back details of the night previous, glancing toward the sound of soft breathing next to her Jewel finds herself gazing into the wonderful face of her Mistress.

Smiling softly she reaches out carefully to brush the stray lock of hair lying on Vixens cheek away from Her skin. The nuzzling effect takes Jewel slightly by surprise; smiling softly she lays her hand against the cheek of her Mistress.

Suddenly finding herself looking into the bottomless dark pools of her loving Owner, smiling shyly a warm blush coloring her cheeks she quietly whispers a good morning.

Smiling back at Her little submissive, Vixen answers with a soft kiss. Snuggling closer She pulls Jewel into Her arms, laying quietly in the still early quietness of the house.

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