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Authors: Jordan St. John
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has done something to displease you, prince.”
“You,” said Prince Arak, indicating the dark haired beauty, “bend over and lock your hands behind your knees.”
Juliet saw tears fill the girl’s eyes and for a moment she hesitated, but then she turned silently, bent forward, and locked her wrists behind her knee hollows. The posture made her buttocks stick out and the fabric rose up over her hips, revealing everything. She trembled as the Ieryn prince casually flipped the hem of her brief skirt up onto her back. She was now bare from her ankles to her back. The prince casually flicked the whip around, testing it. Satisfied, he stood beside her and drew his arm back. There was an audible whine as the quirt sped to its target, and the strands splayed out as they impacted the girl’s bottom! Juliet winced as she heard the dark haired girl make a mewling sound. Again the lash fell, and again her bottom globes quivered. The girl flinched with each lash, but did not move. He gave her six more lashes, the strands painting thin red lines on her bare flesh. She gasped at the apparent sting but held her position.
“You may rise,” the prince said at last.
The girl stood, sniffling and teary eyed as she gently rubbed her whipped backside.
“Are they versed in the arts of pleasure?” asked the other prince.
“Of course,” answered Morgaine. She clapped her hands and commanded, “Display.” The girls dropped to the floor and sat back on their haunches, knees folded beneath them. They parted their legs so that their secrets were clearly visible, their hands rested on their knees palms upward. The princes nodded approvingly.
“Would you care to sample their talents?”
“Very much,” said Feyd. “I would like the golden haired one.”
“As you wish,” said the countess. “Sit. They will come to you.”
The princes sat on a pair of low divans and waited.
“Thora and Celeste, go to them on your hands and knees and pleasure them orally.”
The pair moved to obey, crawling like lithe cats across the room. They knelt between the knees of the men and with their hands deftly extracted members already stiff. With delicate motions they stroked the erect penises and then lowered their lips to take them into their mouths. The men leaned back and let them continue, obviously enjoying their ministrations.
“Very talented indeed,” said Feyd, practically groaning with pleasure.
Juliet watched, fascinated and horrified. She’d heard of such practices, but these girls had been trained to do this. And now what? Were they to be sold to these men?
“Ahh,” said Feyd. “Be careful, my little pet.” He looked at the countess and explained, “This one has teeth.”
“If she displeases you in any way, you should punish her. She expects it. Go ahead. A brisk spanking should teach her to be more careful.”
Feyd nodded and pulled the girl’s head back. “Across my lap, girl. I’ll have to teach you to be more careful.” He pulled her up and over his lap, flipping back the little flap of skirt. For the next several minutes his palm rang out as it struck the girl’s bottom in a barrage of brisk spanks, making her writhe and gasp. He spanked her hard, not holding back. She fluttered her long legs but did not try to wriggle away, knowing that any such action would likely earn her a worse punishment. When Feyd had reddened her bottom to his satisfaction, he put her back on her knees and let her continue pleasing him with her mouth.
When they had finished, Arak spoke again. “Very nice, countess. You have trained them well.” He paused, then asked, “But am I to understand they are virgins?”
“Their maidenheads are secure,” said Morgaine. “But, there is another entrance that is available to you while you decide what disposition you wish to make.” That information elicited broad smiles from both men. “You may wish to make use of a special article made just for this purpose.”
She turned to her
“You,” said Prince Arak, indicating the dark haired beauty, “bend over and lock your hands behind your knees.”
Juliet saw tears fill the girl’s eyes and for a moment she hesitated, but then she turned silently, bent forward, and locked her wrists behind her knee hollows. The posture made her buttocks stick out and the fabric rose up over her hips, revealing everything. She trembled as the Ieryn prince casually flipped the hem of her brief skirt up onto her back. She was now bare from her ankles to her back. The prince casually flicked the whip around, testing it. Satisfied, he stood beside her and drew his arm back. There was an audible whine as the quirt sped to its target, and the strands splayed out as they impacted the girl’s bottom! Juliet winced as she heard the dark haired girl make a mewling sound. Again the lash fell, and again her bottom globes quivered. The girl flinched with each lash, but did not move. He gave her six more lashes, the strands painting thin red lines on her bare flesh. She gasped at the apparent sting but held her position.
“You may rise,” the prince said at last.
The girl stood, sniffling and teary eyed as she gently rubbed her whipped backside.
“Are they versed in the arts of pleasure?” asked the other prince.
“Of course,” answered Morgaine. She clapped her hands and commanded, “Display.” The girls dropped to the floor and sat back on their haunches, knees folded beneath them. They parted their legs so that their secrets were clearly visible, their hands rested on their knees palms upward. The princes nodded approvingly.
“Would you care to sample their talents?”
“Very much,” said Feyd. “I would like the golden haired one.”
“As you wish,” said the countess. “Sit. They will come to you.”
The princes sat on a pair of low divans and waited.
“Thora and Celeste, go to them on your hands and knees and pleasure them orally.”
The pair moved to obey, crawling like lithe cats across the room. They knelt between the knees of the men and with their hands deftly extracted members already stiff. With delicate motions they stroked the erect penises and then lowered their lips to take them into their mouths. The men leaned back and let them continue, obviously enjoying their ministrations.
“Very talented indeed,” said Feyd, practically groaning with pleasure.
Juliet watched, fascinated and horrified. She’d heard of such practices, but these girls had been trained to do this. And now what? Were they to be sold to these men?
“Ahh,” said Feyd. “Be careful, my little pet.” He looked at the countess and explained, “This one has teeth.”
“If she displeases you in any way, you should punish her. She expects it. Go ahead. A brisk spanking should teach her to be more careful.”
Feyd nodded and pulled the girl’s head back. “Across my lap, girl. I’ll have to teach you to be more careful.” He pulled her up and over his lap, flipping back the little flap of skirt. For the next several minutes his palm rang out as it struck the girl’s bottom in a barrage of brisk spanks, making her writhe and gasp. He spanked her hard, not holding back. She fluttered her long legs but did not try to wriggle away, knowing that any such action would likely earn her a worse punishment. When Feyd had reddened her bottom to his satisfaction, he put her back on her knees and let her continue pleasing him with her mouth.
When they had finished, Arak spoke again. “Very nice, countess. You have trained them well.” He paused, then asked, “But am I to understand they are virgins?”
“Their maidenheads are secure,” said Morgaine. “But, there is another entrance that is available to you while you decide what disposition you wish to make.” That information elicited broad smiles from both men. “You may wish to make use of a special article made just for this purpose.”
She turned to her
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