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nod my head toward Cleo.
She smiled. "As I said, it
was getting very dull around here."
* * * *
We
were lounging by the pool later, with some people we knew and some we
didn't, when Arshan slapped me at last. Maidi and Bivon had been
taking turns whipping Danielle, and when they were done, she thanked
them for it on her knees. Gallen, a blond haired fop that Cleo
favored started in with "She's a proper pretty one. All slaves
should behave so well, don't you think, Arshan?"
"She's very beautiful,"
Arshan said to Cleopatra.
Cleo swallowed a bit of plum. "I
believe she's for sale."
"Oh?" Gallen sat up a
bit in his lounge chair. "Maidi, how much?"
Maidi and Bivon sat on the grass,
coddling Danni between them. "No, she's not for sale,"
Maidi said.
"I'd say she's worth 40,000,"
Gallen continued. "Whereas I wouldn't pay more than 5000 for one
like yours, Arshan."
"Not that I would go with
you, anyway." I replied from where I sat at Arshan's feet.
Arshan jerked on the leash.
"You haven't broken her,
yet?"
Cleo laughed. "Arshan likes
them with their teeth intact."
Gallen was unfazed. "Imagine
that. I think she needs a lesson."
I sneered. "From you? I'd
rather put out my own eyes."
Arshan jerked the chain so hard I
pitched forward onto my hands. "That will be quite enough,
slave." He sat up in the lounge chair a little, then settled
back, shortening the chain so I remained on all fours. "I can
handle her myself, thank you." He smiled obsequiously at Gallen.
"Oh, it's no fault of yours,
I'm sure." Gallen picked up a plum from the bowl between
Cleopatra and him. "Still, I can see why she's talking back. You
don't even have a bat for her."
"I've never needed one."
Cleo applauded the point by
tapping her own crop in her gloved palm. "Arshan has many
methods."
"Still, I wonder how she
would respond to some of my own." Gallen stood, placed himself
in front of me, snapped his fingers. "Look at me, slave."
I drew my eyes up his leg, stopped
at his crotch. I let half a smile onto my face.
"I said, look at me."
"I am."
He lifted my chin with his boot. I
held his gaze for a moment, then dropped back down to admire his
groin again. There wasn't much to see really, at first. But as he
grew more angry, he grew. I watched the bulge thicken as he made a
fist. "You have to put fear into her, Arshan. Like this."
He drew back his foot to kick me.
Arshan was up in an instant,
between us. "Think again."
Cleo laughed, tugging on Gallen's
velvet sleeve. "No one strikes her but Arshan, dear, and she
obeys no one but him."
"Well, what good is she,
then." Gallen said sullenly, sinking back down into the chair at
Cleo's side. I was already holding onto Arshan's leg. I let my hands
run up and down his thigh. I closed my eyes and rubbed against him
with my cheek. That was
close.
He's obviously an asshole. I'd
let you bait him more except I think he's dangerous.
I don't know... I drew my hand between his legs to caress his crotch, letting the
heat from his stiffening penis flow into my fingers. Shall
I show him what good am I?
Arshan made some meaningless small
talk with Cleo as I came around his leg to kneel in front of him. The
loose fitting pants he wore didn't end in seams on the inside. And
Arshan never wore underwear. I had his cock in my mouth then. "You
see," he was explaining, "she is extremely loyal. And
always grateful." I would have added something of my own, but my
mouth was full. Using my lips I squeezed some pre-come into my mouth
and swallowed. I let my tongue work the underside, the tender cleft
just at the base of the head until he was having trouble keeping up
the conversation. I felt him start to go, his hips began to buck, and
then I ducked.
Semen shot out over the grass, a
fair bit spattered the golden edge of Gallen's green waistcoat.
Arshan recovered immediately. He grabbed me by the chin and scolded
me harshly. He gripped the halter at the center and pulled it over my
head, with two knots he tied my hands
nod my head toward Cleo.
She smiled. "As I said, it
was getting very dull around here."
* * * *
We
were lounging by the pool later, with some people we knew and some we
didn't, when Arshan slapped me at last. Maidi and Bivon had been
taking turns whipping Danielle, and when they were done, she thanked
them for it on her knees. Gallen, a blond haired fop that Cleo
favored started in with "She's a proper pretty one. All slaves
should behave so well, don't you think, Arshan?"
"She's very beautiful,"
Arshan said to Cleopatra.
Cleo swallowed a bit of plum. "I
believe she's for sale."
"Oh?" Gallen sat up a
bit in his lounge chair. "Maidi, how much?"
Maidi and Bivon sat on the grass,
coddling Danni between them. "No, she's not for sale,"
Maidi said.
"I'd say she's worth 40,000,"
Gallen continued. "Whereas I wouldn't pay more than 5000 for one
like yours, Arshan."
"Not that I would go with
you, anyway." I replied from where I sat at Arshan's feet.
Arshan jerked on the leash.
"You haven't broken her,
yet?"
Cleo laughed. "Arshan likes
them with their teeth intact."
Gallen was unfazed. "Imagine
that. I think she needs a lesson."
I sneered. "From you? I'd
rather put out my own eyes."
Arshan jerked the chain so hard I
pitched forward onto my hands. "That will be quite enough,
slave." He sat up in the lounge chair a little, then settled
back, shortening the chain so I remained on all fours. "I can
handle her myself, thank you." He smiled obsequiously at Gallen.
"Oh, it's no fault of yours,
I'm sure." Gallen picked up a plum from the bowl between
Cleopatra and him. "Still, I can see why she's talking back. You
don't even have a bat for her."
"I've never needed one."
Cleo applauded the point by
tapping her own crop in her gloved palm. "Arshan has many
methods."
"Still, I wonder how she
would respond to some of my own." Gallen stood, placed himself
in front of me, snapped his fingers. "Look at me, slave."
I drew my eyes up his leg, stopped
at his crotch. I let half a smile onto my face.
"I said, look at me."
"I am."
He lifted my chin with his boot. I
held his gaze for a moment, then dropped back down to admire his
groin again. There wasn't much to see really, at first. But as he
grew more angry, he grew. I watched the bulge thicken as he made a
fist. "You have to put fear into her, Arshan. Like this."
He drew back his foot to kick me.
Arshan was up in an instant,
between us. "Think again."
Cleo laughed, tugging on Gallen's
velvet sleeve. "No one strikes her but Arshan, dear, and she
obeys no one but him."
"Well, what good is she,
then." Gallen said sullenly, sinking back down into the chair at
Cleo's side. I was already holding onto Arshan's leg. I let my hands
run up and down his thigh. I closed my eyes and rubbed against him
with my cheek. That was
close.
He's obviously an asshole. I'd
let you bait him more except I think he's dangerous.
I don't know... I drew my hand between his legs to caress his crotch, letting the
heat from his stiffening penis flow into my fingers. Shall
I show him what good am I?
Arshan made some meaningless small
talk with Cleo as I came around his leg to kneel in front of him. The
loose fitting pants he wore didn't end in seams on the inside. And
Arshan never wore underwear. I had his cock in my mouth then. "You
see," he was explaining, "she is extremely loyal. And
always grateful." I would have added something of my own, but my
mouth was full. Using my lips I squeezed some pre-come into my mouth
and swallowed. I let my tongue work the underside, the tender cleft
just at the base of the head until he was having trouble keeping up
the conversation. I felt him start to go, his hips began to buck, and
then I ducked.
Semen shot out over the grass, a
fair bit spattered the golden edge of Gallen's green waistcoat.
Arshan recovered immediately. He grabbed me by the chin and scolded
me harshly. He gripped the halter at the center and pulled it over my
head, with two knots he tied my hands
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