Slave Girl 2: Chapter 13 (Patreon)

I storm into the house looking for my trouble making slave.  The moment I am in I look through the bracelet to see nothing but darkness.  I stomp to the kitchen to see only Danae frolicking by herself outside.  I check the side rooms to no avail.  I set down the basket.

“You can’t hide from me!”

A giggle comes through the loop in my hand.  So it’s hide and seek is it?  Going stealthy I dash through the house checking room to room.  I find her just a few doors away standing perfectly still in the shadowy hallway of the slave quarters.  Knowing she could see the disk of magic from the portal I hide it behind my back and creep down the hall.

“Are you here?”  She whispers, her wide eyes darting about in a futile attempt to see.  “Master?”

I say nothing as I pad quietly closer.  Rosa’s ears perk fully up trying to catch every sound.  There was no sound to hear however.  Still in barefeet from the river and having swept this simple stone floor of this hallway earlier there is nothing to give my steps away.

“M-master, are you in here?”

Closer I creep.

Bringing her half of the bracelet from out of her pocket she speaks into it.  “Master?”

Her voice speaks out loudly from behind my back, giving my position away.  “That’s cheating!”

“Heeeee!”  She turns and hurries away from me, feeling along the wall toward the far door.  I rush past her and wait at the door she was trying to escape from.  When her hands feel from wall and across my chest she freezes, her eyes going wide, then spins again to retreat.  Before she can get away I grab her up in a great big hug.  “EEEEEE!”  She kicks through the air as I lift her off of her feet from behind.  “I’m sorry Master!  It was an accident!  Ha ha ha ha!”

“Accident, huh?”  

“I can’t see, remember.  Just a poor little blind slave.”  She titters.  “How could I have possibly known where I was feeling around?  I thought I’d found some figs in your pocket.”

“Figs!  You little…brat!”  

She laughs and bares her cute fangs.  “You’re lucky I didn’t take a bite!”

I spin her around and set her down in the corner beside us.  I plant a hand on each wall blocking her escape.  “The Cassia’s must think me insane because of you.”

“They seemed to like you fine.”

“Or that our land really is cursed.”

She cocks her head.  “Cursed?”

I hadn’t meant to say that just yet.  I try to bluff my way past it.  “You know, like haunted.  Disembodied voices and all that.”  I say.  “And also thanks to you they think I’m hung like a horse!”

“Did I do that?”  She bats her eyes innocently.  “Oops.”

“Don’t try that act with me.”  I laugh.  “You’ve been a very naughty slave.”

“Not me Master!”

“And I know just how to fix that.”  I say.  “I think you’ve got some pent up energy that needs taking care of.”  I grab her breast roughly.

“Hah!”

I recoil as if her body were red hot.  “Gods, I’m sorry!  Are you okay Rosa?”

She grins and nods.  “Mmm hmm.  I’m okay Master.”

“Whoo.”  I take a breath go to grab her again…but my hand falters just before I make contact.  Hovering in the air just an inch from my slave’s bosom it begins to tremble.  Something wasn’t right.  I’d been having fun up until now but suddenly something didn’t feel right.

“Everything okay?”

“Yeah, of course.”  I fib.  “I’m trying to tease you is all.  Is it working?”

She giggles.  “Yes it’s working!  Ohhhh.  Come on, touch me baby.”  The words were barely out of her mouth and my palm had pressed into her soft breast.  “Ohhh.” She sighs and presses her chest into my hand.  “There he is.”  As I fondle her perfect breast through her dress I lean down and kiss her left horn, then kiss across her smooth forehad to her right one.  My other hand reaches down to cup her soft bottom and gently squeeze it.  “Ohhhh!”  She felt soooo good in my hands, yet my cock had barely responded.  What was wrong with me!?  Rosa raises her hands and to place them against the wall to either side of her head…as if she were shackled there.  As if she were helpless and at my mercy.  With a breathy voice she arches her lithe body and gasps.  “Ohhh Master!”

I pull away again.  That uneasy feeling only getting worse.  I was happy that she could not see my hesitation or the consternation in my face.  I remind myself that she needed me to be strong.  To be in control.  To not be her boy or even just regular Quin.  I couldn’t afford that luxury anymore, not until Rosa found herself again.  I needed to step up and be the Master now.

“Mmm.”  She whines and writhes with wanton desire.  Her arms lifting over her head she brings her wrists together.  “Please Master.”  She begs in total submission.  “I’m yourssss.”

NO!  I was hers.  This was all wrong.  This didn’t feel good.  It wasn’t fun anymore.  But I was caught.  Unsure of what was wrong with me or what to do next I stand looking at my sexy, horny slave helplessly.  Rosa always told me if I was ever feeling uneasy or had any doubts at all that all I had to do is tell her or tap her twice.  For the first time I really, really wanted to use that escape.  But that was my Lady Rosa who had told me that.  Not my slave.  And how could I use it when I wasn’t even the one under control.  God I wished I had my Lady here now.  She’d tell me what to do or tell me something to boost my courage and make this all better.

Summoning my determination I touch my collar and set my mind to the task at hand.  I had a horny slave that needed tending to and damn it I wasn’t going to let her down.  She needed me!  I could do this.  For my beloved I would do anything.

“Quin?”  She asks.  “You okay baby?”

“Of course slave!”  I say firmly, trying to use that same manly tone that Master Peisandros used on his girl Aemelia.  “Put your hands down.”

“Oh!”  She peeps, surprised by the sudden change in tone.  “Yes Master.”  She lowers her hands to let them rest at her sides.

“Now you stay still and stay silent.”  I command.  “That is your punishment.  I will take control from here.”

She nods excitedly.

I rub my clammy hands against my thighs, then get down on my knees.  I look up at my slave to admire her then lower head.  Placing my hands on the floor I touch my head to the back of them in a flawless Bow position.  I hold it for a long moment as I gather my confidence.  ‘I worship you.’  I mouth but do not speak aloud then kiss the floor between her feet.  ‘I am not worthy of you.’  I kneel up to see Rosa’s eyes darting and ears twitching as she tried to make out what I was doing or where I might be coming at her from.  From my low position I notice an extra firm looking wrinkle in the folds of her dress.  She wasn’t wearing underwear!  I grin.  She must have already known what I was going to do to her after her insolence.  Clever Rosa.

I stand back up and pull her from the wall, taking her in my arms so that my left hand was behind her and my right in front.

“Mmmm!”  She hums at the sudden contact, trying her best to remain silent as commanded.

I lift her dress and out swings her cock already half aroused.  A thing of true beauty.  So much bigger than mine.  So superior to mine.  A proper Lady’s cock.

My left hand slides down around the crack of her ass until my thick middle finger finds her warm, inviting honeypot.  Moving slowly but surely I glide my finger up inside of her.

“Hmmm!”  She trembles as I go knuckle deep.

My right hand takes a light grip of her heavy penis and begins to stroke its top half.  It responds to my touch immediately.

“Hold onto me.”  I say.

Rosa turns and clings to my body.  Her eyes closed she presses her cheek into my chest and allows me to carry some of her weight.  In silence I finger her hot pussy and stroke her long hard cock and watch the pleasure play across her beautiful face.  Seeing and feeling her joy goes along way to easing my troubled libido and after awhile I actually start to enjoy myself.  I was serving her.  Pleasuring her.  I was her good boy again, even if she didn’t realize it.

“You are so beautiful.”  I whisper.

“Mmmmm.” She moans in a high lilting voice and her hips begin to rock.  With each tilt my finger slides in and out and my hand glides up and down, giving my Rosa double the pleasure that any ordinary woman could feel.  “Hmmmm!”

I nuzzle the top of her head and smell her soft hair and just…hold her as I gradually but steadily bring her to orgasm.

Her pussy is the first to climax.  “HMMMM!”  She whimpers through clamped lips.  Hotter and wetter than ever it grips hard around my deep delving finger in long, powerful spasms.  She trembles in my arms, her fingers digging into me, and a few moments later it is her thick schlong that throbs in my grip.  “OHHMMMMM!”  A great jet of hot jizm shoots across the hallway to splatter against the opposite wall.  Four more long ropes of seed form a glistening trail from wall to wall as I dutifully milk my lover dry.

With both orgasms fading I slow my attentions and ease them to an end.  I squeeze out the last few drops from her cock and gently slip my finger from her wet snatch and allow her dress to fall back over her legs.

Taking on the tone of a stern master once more I say.  “There.  Now you’ll be less prone to trouble.”

“Ohhhhh.”  Rosa warbles and slumps against me.  “Yes Masterrrr!”

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