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change in size and shape; it that was even possible. The hot
breath on the back of her neck smelled different and the weight on her back was
a fraction of what it had been. What the hell was going on she wondered? She
started to twist her neck around to get a look at who was penetrating her, but
a low growl made her freeze in place. A growl? She felt the hands on her hips
change too. Where there were soft finger tips, there were nails digging into
her soft flesh. The thrusting became so fast, almost machine like. No one could
move that fast. Not that she was complaining about that; it felt delicious. She
started to turn her head around again, but she was stopped by a pair of strong
jaws on the back of her neck. Hot breath filled her nostrils, and as the beast,
yes it had to be a beast, rammed her ass, she began to experience a thunderous,
gut wrenching orgasm like she had never experienced before. She felt the world
around her fading out, and finally before he vision went, she saw a great black
dog-like beast of a man curling up on the rug at the foot of the bed. Dominus
was standing in front of her, cock still dripping, and drinking from a cup of
wine.
“Any chance she’ll remember
any of this tomorrow?” He asked.
She was about to reply, when
she noticed he wasn’t even looking at her. He seemed to be asking the dog. And
even more shocking was the reply. The beast looked up at him and made some kind
of growl.
“Yes, I suppose you’re
right,” Dominus replied. “I suppose you’re right.”
Petronia passed out.
* * * * *
CHAPTER SEVEN:
The Ecstasy and the Agony
* * * * *
Two female slaves, Flavia and
Dionya lay in the dark recesses of the cell, barely lit by a couple flickering
candles. It wasn’t often that they got any time to themselves and they weren’t
about to waste it.
The very moment the Flavia’s
breath touched her delicate flower, it sent ripples of pleasure shooting up
through her body like some lightening rod that just got lit up for the first
time. Warm breath gave way to heated lips and hot tongue exploring places even
her fingers had not dared touch. When the ecstasy of the moment licked the
recesses of her brain not yet dusted, it was blast off.
A primal scream of pure pleasure
was ripped from Dionya as her lover’s tongue drank her fill. For Flavia it was
like drinking from the fountain of youth. When she tasted the girl’s cum, and
inhaled her sweet scent she knew it would keep her young forever and she drank
like a desperate woman on the verge of death who’d just discovered the river of
life.
The much younger slave, Dionya
thrust her hips up to meet her lover’s mouth feverishly wishing the woman could
enter her, possess her, and never never stop. With both hands she grabbed the
other’s head, pulling her down into her thighs and driving her hips upwards.
Sweat poured off her body mixing with the saliva dripping from the other’s
mouth as she knelt on the altar of her body and worshiped her sex.
Suddenly there a screech and
a clang as her cell door was thrown open. Her eyes flew open in surprise.
Standing in the doorway was the Dominus, and at his side, one of his most
repulsive slaves, known only as bone. The enormous slave looked over at his
Master mouthing a question.
“They’re your reward. When
you are sated return to me for the rest of your reward.”
Bone said nothing more and
walked over to the lovers who although remaining in the same position, had
frozen in place. Bone walked over to Dionya and dropped his subligaculum. She
looked up as the head of an enormous cock dangled just inches from her open
mouth. The man stood still for a moment, then grunted and passed gas. The
instant the noxious smell reached her mouth and nose, her stomach began its
revolt. She clamped her mouth shut and swallowed the bile. From the corners of
her eyes she could see her Master watching her and waiting and she knew her
life, and that of her friends depended on these
breath on the back of her neck smelled different and the weight on her back was
a fraction of what it had been. What the hell was going on she wondered? She
started to twist her neck around to get a look at who was penetrating her, but
a low growl made her freeze in place. A growl? She felt the hands on her hips
change too. Where there were soft finger tips, there were nails digging into
her soft flesh. The thrusting became so fast, almost machine like. No one could
move that fast. Not that she was complaining about that; it felt delicious. She
started to turn her head around again, but she was stopped by a pair of strong
jaws on the back of her neck. Hot breath filled her nostrils, and as the beast,
yes it had to be a beast, rammed her ass, she began to experience a thunderous,
gut wrenching orgasm like she had never experienced before. She felt the world
around her fading out, and finally before he vision went, she saw a great black
dog-like beast of a man curling up on the rug at the foot of the bed. Dominus
was standing in front of her, cock still dripping, and drinking from a cup of
wine.
“Any chance she’ll remember
any of this tomorrow?” He asked.
She was about to reply, when
she noticed he wasn’t even looking at her. He seemed to be asking the dog. And
even more shocking was the reply. The beast looked up at him and made some kind
of growl.
“Yes, I suppose you’re
right,” Dominus replied. “I suppose you’re right.”
Petronia passed out.
* * * * *
CHAPTER SEVEN:
The Ecstasy and the Agony
* * * * *
Two female slaves, Flavia and
Dionya lay in the dark recesses of the cell, barely lit by a couple flickering
candles. It wasn’t often that they got any time to themselves and they weren’t
about to waste it.
The very moment the Flavia’s
breath touched her delicate flower, it sent ripples of pleasure shooting up
through her body like some lightening rod that just got lit up for the first
time. Warm breath gave way to heated lips and hot tongue exploring places even
her fingers had not dared touch. When the ecstasy of the moment licked the
recesses of her brain not yet dusted, it was blast off.
A primal scream of pure pleasure
was ripped from Dionya as her lover’s tongue drank her fill. For Flavia it was
like drinking from the fountain of youth. When she tasted the girl’s cum, and
inhaled her sweet scent she knew it would keep her young forever and she drank
like a desperate woman on the verge of death who’d just discovered the river of
life.
The much younger slave, Dionya
thrust her hips up to meet her lover’s mouth feverishly wishing the woman could
enter her, possess her, and never never stop. With both hands she grabbed the
other’s head, pulling her down into her thighs and driving her hips upwards.
Sweat poured off her body mixing with the saliva dripping from the other’s
mouth as she knelt on the altar of her body and worshiped her sex.
Suddenly there a screech and
a clang as her cell door was thrown open. Her eyes flew open in surprise.
Standing in the doorway was the Dominus, and at his side, one of his most
repulsive slaves, known only as bone. The enormous slave looked over at his
Master mouthing a question.
“They’re your reward. When
you are sated return to me for the rest of your reward.”
Bone said nothing more and
walked over to the lovers who although remaining in the same position, had
frozen in place. Bone walked over to Dionya and dropped his subligaculum. She
looked up as the head of an enormous cock dangled just inches from her open
mouth. The man stood still for a moment, then grunted and passed gas. The
instant the noxious smell reached her mouth and nose, her stomach began its
revolt. She clamped her mouth shut and swallowed the bile. From the corners of
her eyes she could see her Master watching her and waiting and she knew her
life, and that of her friends depended on these
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