Slave Girl 2: Chapter 64 (Patreon)

“Attention.”  My Lady commands.

I hear and I obey.  Rising to my feet I stand in the Attention pose.  I stand perfectly erect with my hands to my sides and my feet close together.

“Oh!”  Cassie says.  “You both know what that means, don’t you?”

“Yes my dear.”  Rosa says as she feels along my arm to be sure I was in the correct posture.  “I have trained him in the basic positions.”

“Trained him?”  Cassie whispers, a hint of envy in her voice.

“You wished to see him without his tunic?”

“Yes.  Yes!”

“Good girls ask nicely.”

Cassie takes a deep breath then lets it out as she bows her head.  “Please Lady Rosa.  May I see your boy without his clothes?”

Rosa smirks.  “That is more than a tunic.  The girl is an impatient one.”  Before Cassie can reply she says.  “You will praise him.”  The tone was that of an order not a request.

“Yes Lady Rosa.”

“Since you asked so nicely.”  Rosa says.  “My boy.  Disrobe for us.”

“Yes my Lady.”  Without hesitation I loosen my belt and begin undress.  With my Lady blind I knew that this strip show was being done for Cassie’s benefit on a visual level but she and I also got a lot out of it as well.  I knew that Rosa was proud of my body and my obedience and was eager to show them off.  For me it was undeniably exciting to be seen in the flesh by one as pretty as Cassie.

Though she was totally silent I could feel Cassie’s eyes licking up and down my body as I peel out of my tunic.  Knowing I was being watched and knowing I was fully in my role as my Lady’s boy I firm my abdomen and lightly tighten my muscles so that I presented myself in the best possible way.  For dramatic effect I pause between tunic and breeches and it is during this pause I hear a long sigh from our guest.  From the corner of my eye I could tell that was struggling to contain her lust.  She fans her dress and daubs the sheen of light sweat that had risen across her flushed face.  As I pull down my breeches and underbreeches an audible gasp escapes her despite her best efforts.  I fold my clothes and place them at the feet of my Mistress then return to Attention.

“Turn to our guest.”  Rosa says.  “Inspection.”

“Yes my Lady.”  Without a stitch of clothes on I turn to face Cassie.  I set my feet to shoulder width and place both hands behind my head, my fingers interlinking across the back of my skull, and enter into a near perfect Inspection pose.  The position was well named as like this EVERYTHING was on unobstructed display.

For poor Cassie it is too much.  After one good look she has to close her eyes to contain herself, her right hand clasping at her dress tightly as if it had to anchor itself somewhere so as not to reach out and touch.  She opens her eyes for another peek then closes them again, her thighs tightening together and her hand gripping hard once more.  Her hand of her other arm, which was reclining upon, twists up under its own power to cup her breast and give it a grope before her mind takes over and forces it to let go.  Shaking her head she lets out a huff then looks again, for longer this time.  One last time this happens before her eyes at last settle on my naked flesh and her body slowly relaxes as she really begins to take me in.  Hers are the eyes of a wolf tracking an unsuspecting deer.  I can only imagine what she would do to me if she had the freedom.

“Gods Lady Rosa…there is a fire inside of my body.”  Cassie says as she shifts and breathes with amorous desire.  “Inside of it and all over it.”

“It is natural.”

“My…body.  My…pussy.  It yearns to be touched.”

“It is the flames of desire.”  Rosa says.  “You are young and nubile.  The fire burns hot.”

“Yes!”  She says in a dry whisper.  “He obeys you so…easily.”

“With trust comes obedience.”  Rosa says.  “He knows that I will never betray him.  He knows that I will never knowingly harm him.  His body is mighty but his spirit so very tender.  He craves authority, but authority with a gentle and feminine touch.  He needs it.  It gives him power.  I am more than a partner or lover or even mother to him, I am his Lady.”  I smile.  Every word she spoke was pure truth.  “With a man like Quin you must show him your love and let him know that he is safe in your care.  There are others who desire to be torn down and made small by pain and insult, my sister specialized in such men and they worshiped her.  For a man like Quin however, if he is not precious to you than you do not deserve his obedience.”

“Your sister…controlled men too?”

“Oh yes.  Women too.  And she was better at it than I.  She understood the rough types like I never could.”  She says.  “I prefer my man…soft.  Each Lady and Sir have their own talents and tastes.”

“I see…I see why he is precious to you.”

“Mmm.”  My Lady lets out a happy hum.  “He is beautiful, is he not?”

“So beautiful.  So beautiful.”  She says.  “He is…”  She swallows hard, her blue eyes intensely panning over my physique.  “…desirable.  I have seen my brothers and the men bathing in the river.  None…none of them…whooo…  He is so beautiful!”

“Yes.”

“Although…”  Cassie glances to my face then down again.

“Mmm?”

“He is…um…not what I expected.”  She says.  I knew that she was referring to my manhood as that was where her eyes lingered.  It was smaller than she expected, much smaller.  A sudden pang of self-consciousness shoots through me and old instincts urge me to cover myself.  But I stand resolute and hold my position.

Rosa figures it out too and giggles.  “That was my doing I’m afraid.  I was feeling naughty and played a little trick on my Master the day you met him.  Sometimes as his slave I do things that I never would as his Lady.  We’re still figuring things out.”

“How did you…?”

“That is not important.  Turn to face me boy.”  Reaching out Rosa finds my leg and with an elegant turn of her dainty hand brings up to cup my balls and dick.  “Some women prefer bigger.  Some smaller.  But in my experience most prefer their men at just this size.”  Rosa smiles as she gently squeezes.  “I certainly do.”

“My mother has told me the same.”  Cassie swallows.  “My grandmother has told me that…ahem…bigger is better.”

“Both are valid.”  Rosa says.  “It’s a matter of preference.”

“I do not know my preference.”

“You will discover it with experience.”

“I wish to discover it.”  The women go quiet.  Growing bolder by the second Cassie’s gaze now stares unabashedly at my genitals which Rosa now tenderly massaged.  Her eyes flare as she sees my tool surge with growing power then looks up to me with the fires of lust burning in her eyes.  “You are still larger than most of the men I have seen Quin.  You are a big boy.  I…I like big boys like you Quin.”

“Thank you, Ma’am.”  I say in a humble tone.  “I think you are very pretty too, Ma’am.”

“Ohhhh.”  Cassie swoons.  “The way he talks…  I like it when you call me that Quin.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

She bites her lower lip and smiles as she gets just a little taste of what Rosa and I enjoyed.  Her eyes snap to my Lady.  “W-W-Would he…oil himself for us?  W-Would he…touch himself or…me?”

“He would do anything I ask of him.  The proper question is would I ask it.”

“Could you…ask him to oil his strong body for us Lady Rosa?  I wish to see his muscles gleam.”

Rosa tilts her head.  “Are you sure you wouldn’t rather oil him yourself?”

“OH!  Oh yes!  Yes Lady Rosa!”  Cassie squirms with barely contained excitement.  “I would like that very much.  May I oil your boy?”

“No.”  Comes the reply flatly.

“Oh.”  Cassie’s brows furrow as she lets out a little snort of frustration.  “May I join him then Lady Rosa?  May I disrobe and join him in Inspection?  May I serve y…”

“No.”

“But…”

“Perhaps someday my dear, but not today.  Tonight you are our dinner guest.”  She says with what must be infuriating calmness to the overheated Cassie.  “Please.  Sit, eat, drink, and enjoy our hospitality.”

I have to stop myself from chuckling.  Rosa was being so cruel!  With Colly Rosa had allowed for some sexy fun between friends, Cassie had heard from the goblin herself that such things were a possibility for us, but for Cassie I was being dangled like a carrot from a stick in front of a starving horse.  Though I could see the torture that this was for our sexually famished neighbor I understood what my Lady was up to.  Collywaddle was a friend who came with no romantic expectation.  The marriageable Cassie was a different matter entirely.  If Cassie wanted the milk she was going to have to buy the cow.

After a pause Cassie whispers.  “Yes Lady Rosa.”

Rosa lets go of my manhood which had naturally swollen to her attentions, though it was not yet hard.  “Kneel.”  I lower myself to kneel in front of her once more.  From the side I notice Cassie studying my motions carefully.  My Lady gives me a nice head pat then a boop to the nose.  “The women are going to eat and talk now my pretty boy.”

“Yes my Lady.”

“You’re going to be quiet for us now?”

I lower my head in submission.  “Yes my Lady.”

“Good boy.”  She says with a pinch to my bottom lip…then lightly pulls my mouth open.  “Let me give you something to keep you occupied, hmm?”  Reaching down she begins to pull up the hem of her dress.  My eyes widen as the dress passes over her soft, fair legs.  My open mouth is already watering in anticipation.

“Oh my!”  Cassie lets out a quiet gasp.

Our guest was getting an eyeful and then some tonight!  If Cassie thought that the master of this villa was a big boy I couldn’t wait to hear her reaction to the Lady of the house.

Chapter 65