felt her throat tighten.
“No, everything is fine.” She hung up and ripped up the card.
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Chapter Five
“Let the banquet begin,” Jack announced. With his words medieval-clad servers
brought out platters of soup and warm brown bread to each table for the first course
while Dana and the other musicians performed a lively renaissance melody and Jack
and Shannon sang a duet. They both had incredible voices.
When he’d said he was one of the singers, she had no idea how gifted he was. In her
opinion he could be singing in a Broadway show. He looked so handsome in his period
costume, the brocade tunic cinched with a leather belt. The tights he wore, she
remembered laughing at earlier. Jack’s comment had been, “Something wrong, my
lady?” The thought brought a smile to her, and she caught Jack winking at her now as if he knew what she was thinking.
Or was he thinking about later, after the show? Earlier in his cottage, he’d
instructed her not to wear panties under her costume. This, he said, was a simple test of her subservience and only they would know. After the show, he said he would meet her
down in the dungeon for a more intense session.
Heat traveled through her body and her nipples tightened beneath the green
brocade dress. The corset-like bodice pressed her breasts in rounded mounds above the lacy trim. Moving her arms while stroking the harp was restraining not to mention
difficult for breathing.
Under the long skirt, Dana spread her legs and held her harp in the proper position
between them. But without wearing panties, her chemise brushed over her bare pussy,
making her more sensitive and wet each minute. And by the added movement of her
playing, her clit swelled. She wanted Jack’s hand between her legs, touching her slit, rubbing her clit. Her pussy throbbed as she plucked each note in the song.
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Jack glanced her way, a slight smile on his lips. Could he tell she was turned on?
Would he do the things to her that Damon did to Shannon? Heat traveled to her face
and she could hardly focus on her performance.
Halfway through the dinner, Shannon sang a solo and Damon played the violin. No
other musical pieces or singers participated. The other entertainers stood and moved to the side of the room.
Jack graciously took Dana’s hand and led her offstage for the performance. While
they were aside he whispered into Dana’s ear. The movements he did in a theatrical
way so that it appeared to the audience his conversation was part of the show. “You’re naked beneath your dress?”
“Yes.” Dana followed his lead for the sake of the audience. They were acting like
two peasants carrying on a little mischief while the lead performers entertained the
Earl’s guests in the castle. Although the guests could not hear the real conversation.
“After the show,” Jack whispered in Dana’s ear, “take that door down to the
dungeon and close it behind you. There’s a sign on it that says ‘No Admittance, Staff Only’. When all the guests have left, I’ll meet you there.”
“Okay, I’ll wait for you in the dungeon. It’s safe?” Her pulse was racing now
because many of the guests were nearly finished with their dinner.
“Yes, it’s very safe. No one will disturb us. The others have plans tonight. There’s a turf fire already in the fireplace so you’ll be warm enough.”
“Warm enough for what?” Her voice was shaky and she felt a little afraid.
“A lounger is in front of the fire. Wait there. After you’ve removed your dress and
all your underclothing.” He patted her bottom, then gave it a squeeze.
She gasped, glancing shyly into the crowd. There was a snicker in the audience, and
Dana covered her mouth. Leaning into Jack, she whispered, still trying to play a part and hide her anxiety. “You want me to be completely naked before you come down?”
“Yes. If you’re not naked, then I’ll know you’re not ready for the
“No, everything is fine.” She hung up and ripped up the card.
54
Emerald Dungeon
Chapter Five
“Let the banquet begin,” Jack announced. With his words medieval-clad servers
brought out platters of soup and warm brown bread to each table for the first course
while Dana and the other musicians performed a lively renaissance melody and Jack
and Shannon sang a duet. They both had incredible voices.
When he’d said he was one of the singers, she had no idea how gifted he was. In her
opinion he could be singing in a Broadway show. He looked so handsome in his period
costume, the brocade tunic cinched with a leather belt. The tights he wore, she
remembered laughing at earlier. Jack’s comment had been, “Something wrong, my
lady?” The thought brought a smile to her, and she caught Jack winking at her now as if he knew what she was thinking.
Or was he thinking about later, after the show? Earlier in his cottage, he’d
instructed her not to wear panties under her costume. This, he said, was a simple test of her subservience and only they would know. After the show, he said he would meet her
down in the dungeon for a more intense session.
Heat traveled through her body and her nipples tightened beneath the green
brocade dress. The corset-like bodice pressed her breasts in rounded mounds above the lacy trim. Moving her arms while stroking the harp was restraining not to mention
difficult for breathing.
Under the long skirt, Dana spread her legs and held her harp in the proper position
between them. But without wearing panties, her chemise brushed over her bare pussy,
making her more sensitive and wet each minute. And by the added movement of her
playing, her clit swelled. She wanted Jack’s hand between her legs, touching her slit, rubbing her clit. Her pussy throbbed as she plucked each note in the song.
55
Kathy Kulig
Jack glanced her way, a slight smile on his lips. Could he tell she was turned on?
Would he do the things to her that Damon did to Shannon? Heat traveled to her face
and she could hardly focus on her performance.
Halfway through the dinner, Shannon sang a solo and Damon played the violin. No
other musical pieces or singers participated. The other entertainers stood and moved to the side of the room.
Jack graciously took Dana’s hand and led her offstage for the performance. While
they were aside he whispered into Dana’s ear. The movements he did in a theatrical
way so that it appeared to the audience his conversation was part of the show. “You’re naked beneath your dress?”
“Yes.” Dana followed his lead for the sake of the audience. They were acting like
two peasants carrying on a little mischief while the lead performers entertained the
Earl’s guests in the castle. Although the guests could not hear the real conversation.
“After the show,” Jack whispered in Dana’s ear, “take that door down to the
dungeon and close it behind you. There’s a sign on it that says ‘No Admittance, Staff Only’. When all the guests have left, I’ll meet you there.”
“Okay, I’ll wait for you in the dungeon. It’s safe?” Her pulse was racing now
because many of the guests were nearly finished with their dinner.
“Yes, it’s very safe. No one will disturb us. The others have plans tonight. There’s a turf fire already in the fireplace so you’ll be warm enough.”
“Warm enough for what?” Her voice was shaky and she felt a little afraid.
“A lounger is in front of the fire. Wait there. After you’ve removed your dress and
all your underclothing.” He patted her bottom, then gave it a squeeze.
She gasped, glancing shyly into the crowd. There was a snicker in the audience, and
Dana covered her mouth. Leaning into Jack, she whispered, still trying to play a part and hide her anxiety. “You want me to be completely naked before you come down?”
“Yes. If you’re not naked, then I’ll know you’re not ready for the
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