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Anastasias Journey
“Mother I just don’t see any other way” Anastasia said while
sitting at the kitchen table in their little house.
“I know, but I just didn’t want you to have to do it.” Her mother replied as she walked across the
room to take a seat too.
“Mom, you did one and a half terms of slavery yourself, and you
meet dad in the process.”
“Oh, it’s not that I don’t want you to become a slave. There isn’t anything wrong with it; it’s just
that I’d rather you do it because you wanted to, not because the family is
broke.”
“Mom, you yourself told me that I would fetch a good price, if I
bring twenty pounds of gold on the block, you and dad will be able to get
started again.”
“I know Anastasia, and I’m sure you’d bring more than twenty on
the block. A young pretty sixteen year
old woman like you would most likely get forty, or even fifty pounds of
gold. Being a slave can be very
enjoyable, but it can also have its moments.”
“Moments?” Anastasia asked.
“Honey, being a slave isn’t always fun.” Her mother said, as she
looked down at the table.
“Well I know that mom; I’d have to work and stuff.”
“More stuff than work usually.”
“I’m not following you mom, what do you mean?”
“Anastasia,” she paused, then looking up into Anastasia’s eyes. “I never told you exactly how your father and
I meet.”
“Sure you did mom, you were a slave in a castle, dad was a soldier
assigned to the castle, and you meet and fell in love. Dad saved up his money and paid off the
remaining debt from the Lord. The two of
you got married, had kids, and the rest is history.”
“The rest may be history Anastasia, but the part before that just
wasn’t talked about. Honey, have you
ever had sex with a boy? Have you ever
sucked a boy’s dick?”
“MOM!”
“Have you?”
“Well, um, yes...”
Anastasia said, almost ashamed.
“Well at least it won’t be a totally new experience if you decide
to. Honey, when you’re a slave, you have
to do what ever the Lord tells you, when ever he tells you. You have to respond to his orders
immediately, no matter what they are.
You’ll do work, you’ll cook, clean, do the laundry and much more. But you will also have sex. The Lord will fuck you over and over; he’ll
fuck your pussy, your mouth, and your ass.
He’ll make you walk around naked or almost naked all the time; some will
make you play with yourself while they watch.
Others will share you with their friends, or the soldiers in their
command. And some will make you have sex
with other women, you’ll be forced kiss her, fondle her tits and lick her
cunt.”
“Mom, you did that?”
Anastasia asked with fear and excitement in her voice.
“Oh yea, I did it.” She replied.
Standing up from the table and walking over to the stove to get a cup of
tea she continued. “Every day I woke up
I was forced to fuck at least one man or another, sometimes more. And I had to make love to other women just as
often. Then when you don’t do exactly
what you Lord says, you’ll be punished; and that is how I meet your father.”
With a full cup of tea, she returned to the table and sat back
down. “You see Anastasia, one day my
Lord had me and two other slaves in bed with him. My Lord was laying on his back necking with
one of them, the other was riding him.”
“Riding?” Anastasia asked
“It’s when he lays on his back with his dick straight up in the
air, you then sit on top of him with his dick in your pussy. Bouncing up and down like you’re riding a
horse, you fuck. Actually it feels
pretty good. Anyway, I was supposed to
lay my head down there next to his dick and her pussy, and then when ever he
felt like it he would pull his cock out of her pussy. As soon as I saw that his dick was free, I
was supposed to immediately begin sucking on it. And when it was in her pussy, I was to lick
her pussy to make her enjoy it more.”
“And you couldn’t, that’s why you got into trouble?” Anastasia asked.
“No, actually I was doing a great job, to good. You see, while I was sucking his dick he
blew. Great wads of his cum rushed into
my mouth, which I then shared with my partner by kissing her for several
minutes. I thought my Lord would enjoy
watching us, but instead he was upset because he wanted to cum in her pussy and
not my mouth. He bent me over and
whipped my ass for several minutes causing a bit of pain, then for further
punishment he made me go give everyone of his soldiers a blowjob; since I
‘obviously’ liked sucking dick so much.”
“Every one of his soldiers, my god mom, how many was that?” Anastasia asked with anticipation.
“Honey, I have no idea, but it had to be more than a hundred. A full company consists of one hundred fifty
men counting the knight. Anyway I was
placed into a privet room, striped, and tied down with a dildo shoved up my
pussy and another in my ass.”
“Dildo?”
“It’s a fake cock; many Lord’s like to watch their slaves fuck,
without actually fucking. It’s kind of
like when you finger yourself.”
“Ok, mom but how were you tied down with dildo’s in you?”
“Well, it was sort of like a bed, the foot of the bed was resting
on the floor, and the head was held up with chains. I was face down with my arms and legs
stretched out spread eagle and tied in that position. But the bed was shorter than a normal bed,
because from my tits up were exposed.
Then there was some kind of brace in the back holding the dildo’s in
place. My Lord placed me so that the
only hole I could offer the soldiers was my mouth; and it was in just the right
height for them. Of course by flexing my
legs and pulling up with my arms a little bit, I could fuck the two dildos
too.”
“Then one after another the soldiers entered, dropped their pants,
pulled out their cocks, and started fucking my face as they stood in front of
me. At first it was fun, sucking all that dick and bouncing up and down at the same time. But then over and over they just continued
coming in, both the room and my mouth. I
swear I must have swallowed a gallon of sperm that night. After a while your father entered, I didn’t
think anything would be different, I just saw the door open a soldier step in,
and the door close. Evidently I looked
as used as I felt. He looked at me and
just sat down. ‘I think I’ll give you a
rest this round’ he said.”
“That was the kindest thing anyone could have done for me right
then. I just looked up at him with my cum covered face and said ‘thank you’. A few minutes later I heard a knock on the door, your father looked over at me and asked if I would
like a bit more time. Of course I
responded that I did, so he yelled back that he wasn’t done with me yet. After several more minutes they were all but
knocking the door down. Finally he said
that he couldn’t hold them off any longer, and he had to leave. I thanked him for the gift, but he leaned
over and gave me a soft kiss; then he was off, and I had to resume sucking
cocks.”
“Mom, I had no idea; that must have been horrible.”
“Well horrible in some ways, nice in others. Actually just telling the story has caused my
pussy to twitch with some excitement.”
“Mom!”
“Let me finish, first off, there is something about the collar
that completely shuts down your reproductive organs. No babies, and no period. I have no idea how it works, but it is a
secret that the collar makers keep very secret.
Without the fear of pregnancy, you’d be amazed at how much your sex
drive increases. Then again, there might
also be something in the collar that increases your sex drive, either way,
you’re constantly horny. And then, to
have all of those men wanting you, begging to have you, stare at you with lust
day after day. Well, it gives you a
sense of power. Then at other times,
like when I blew all of those soldiers, you actually get a great feeling of
pride when it’s over. “You get a feeling
that even though there are hundreds of them fucking your face, that you are
still able to please them all with your mouth.”
“I’m not sure if I started it, or if my Lord got the idea from
somewhere else, but he started using the soldiers to punish us all the
time. I was bound and determined to pay
back your father for that single act of kindness. I learned that he was the squad sergeant of
second squad third platoon, with three squads to a platoon, and three platoons
in the company, every nine days it was your fathers squad’s turn. Then on a day that your father’s squad was
scheduled to punish the ‘bad’ slaves, I conveniently got into trouble.”
“Mom, that’s devious.”
“I know, anyway when the other ‘bad’ slaves
and I showed up, your father recognized me immediately. Before any of the other soldiers had a chance
he grabbed me and took me to his room.
That night we made love, we made love like I had never felt before. Sure I had had some really great sex before
that, but for the first time I felt an emotional attachment as well. From then on, I managed to get into trouble
every nine days so I could spend the night with your father. Eventually, I my Lord caught on, because one
day first thing in the morning he came to me and asked me what I was planning
on screwing up today. He knew, he knew I was in love with someone in second squad third
platoon, so I confessed. My Lord called
your father and me to his private office; there we discussed my freedom, and
the price of it. A price was set, and I
was allowed to move permanently in with your father. Once he paid my Lord in full, we could
marry.”
“Your father paid the price, finished his term of service, we got
married, and then the rest is history.”
She finished with a big grin.
“Mom that’s so romantic, in a weird sort of way. But I’m sure I could do it too. Sex without fear of
pregnancy, and having every soldier in the castle lusting over my pussy and
tits. I Love the sound of
it. I’m not sure about having sex with
other women or being whipped, but to have sex that often sounds really cool.”
“Oh, you’ll get used to the other women; most actually find themselves enjoying it.
And getting whipped isn’t so bad, they can’t do
any permanent harm. About half of the
slaves even find that they enjoy the punishment portion, whether it’s the being
shared, tied up and abused, or even the whippings.”
“Mom, I’m doing it, I’m going to sell myself into slavery. You can use the money, and who knows, maybe
I’ll find a nice soldier for myself.”
Anastasia said as she quickly jumped up from the table.
“Or maybe you can convince a noble to marry you. After all, if you learn to suck dick as good
as I did, I’m sure you’ll make an impression on your Lord.” She replied as she stood up. “But before we leave for the market, you’ll
have to excuse me for a few moments.”
“Why mom?” Anastasia asked.
“Because my dear, after telling you that story I’m so horny that
if I don’t stick something into my cunt right away, I’m likely to rape the
first man I see.”
“Oh, you know, it actually turned me on too.” Anastasia replied.
“Then you go to your room, and I’ll go to mine. After we’re both done finger fucking
ourselves we can go to the market.”
Anastasia wasted no time; she darted to her room shut the door and
plopped down on her bed. Quickly she
reached down to the hem of her dress and pulled it up to her waist. Her fingers immediately found her aching
pussy, ‘my god, I’m soaked’ she thought as she felt the slick juice covering
her pussy lips. Gently she began to rub
her fingers in small circles over her nub of a clit. ‘Hundreds of men lusting
my body’ she thought, ‘getting fucked over and over’ her fingers sped up,
moving faster and faster. ‘Cock, all the
cock I could want, and pussy, I’ll have to learn how to eat pussy.’ With that thought she dipped her fingers deep
into her slit, penetrating the two fleshy folds of skin. She could feel her cum collecting on her
finger tips, then pulling them out she raised them to her lips.
‘Not bad’ Anastasia thought, ‘it tastes different than anything
else, but not bad. I guess I could get
used to it.’ She continued thinking as
she sucked the last drops off her fingers.
‘Whippings’ ran through her mind. ‘Can a person actually enjoy getting
whipped?’ Reaching down, she flattened
her hand, SMACK, Anastasia slapped her cunt.
Instantaneously waves of ecstasy shot through her body. ‘Holy cow, that
actually felt good.” She thought; SMACK doing it again the wave radiated
through her body. SMACK, SMACK, SMACK
again and again she slapped her pussy.
Reaching down with her other hand she drove two fingers deep into her
pussy, and began to thrust them in and out.
Rolling over on her belly,
she continued driving her fingers in, ‘hundreds of men will be fucking me, soon, soon I’ll have a cock there instead of my
fingers.’ Reaching around with her other
hand, SMACK, the palm of her hand came down firmly against her ass. Again the wave ran through her body, “YES!”
She yelled out loudly as she felt her orgasm hit.
The next day, Anastasia and her mother were standing in line at
the Slavers guild waiting their turn to be processed.
“Are you sure you want to do this honey?” Anastasia’s mother asked.
“Mom, we’ve already been though this. Now stop asking before I end up having to go
finger myself again.” Anastasia replied.
“OK, OK, I just wanted to make sure. Oh dear, it looks like your next.”
“State your business.” The man behind the desk said.
“I wish, I wish to sell myself into
slavery.” Anastasia said.
“Age?” he asked.
“I’m sixteen.”
“No prior experience then, are you a virgin,
or have you already had sex?” He continued.
“No I’m not a virgin.”
“Shame, you probably would have fetched a better price. Some nobles prefer to buy virgins. They claim they can ‘shape’ you to their
desires better, hogwash I say. Makes no
difference though, I’m sure you’ll still sell.
Let’s see, I’d call that blond hair, and you have green eyes. How tall are you?”
“five foot four inches.”
“Measurements?”
“What?” Anastasia asked, unsure what he wanted.
“How big are your tits, stomach, and waist?”
“Oh, I don’t know, I never measured.” Anastasia answered.
“Hold on,” The man then stood up with a piece of rope and walked
around the desk. “Hold your arms
straight out.” He commanded, Anastasia did as he said,
and he wrapped the rope around her several times in different places; from her
breasts to her waist.
Sitting back down, “Ok, your 38 breast, C cup, 24 waist and 36 hip. Fine measurements. Ok
young lady, who would you like the proceeds to go to?”
“My mother, right here.”
Anastasia said.
“Very well, the Slaves guild requires one pound of gold plus ten
percent of auction price for processing and collaring, what do you want your
bid to start at?” The man asked.
“Twenty,” Anastasia paused, “Twenty five pounds
of gold.”
“It’s a little high to start, but a fair price. I’m sure some one will buy you. Now, I need you to sign this contract it
states that you will be sold as a gratis slave to the highest bidder; all
proceeds minus the processing fee will be paid to your mother. Once auctioned you will begin a three year
term of slavery, if for some reason you are unable to complete your term you
will be required to pay back the owner a prorated rate for the time you failed
to complete.”
Leaning over Anastasia read over the contract, it used a lot more
words, but said basically what the man just said. Taking a quill in her hand she signed her
name at the bottom.
“Good, step through that door there, a lady will help you get
dressed for the auction. It shouldn’t
take long.”
Anastasia looked at her mother, “Well, I guess I’ll see you in
three years mom.” At once her mother
grabbed her and gave her a great big hug.
“It’ll be ok mom.” Anastasia said
hugging her back.
Turning to the door, Anastasia walked in. Once inside another woman took her and helped
her out of her cloths. Anastasia was sat
down, they put makeup on her eyes and checks, lipstick on her lips to brighten
them, and then they placed her in a inexpensive white
corset and long dress. The corset and dress where not of high quality, but they displayed
all the right features. Once
everything was complete Anastasia was placed in a line of with other women
waiting to be auctioned.
Every few minutes the woman at the head of the line would walk up
and on stage, Anastasia could here the auctioneer calling out the price she was
selling for and then as things slowed down he would call ‘sold, to Lord’ and
someone’s name. Finally it was
Anastasia’s turn, a man opened a small curtain and asked; “Name?”
“Anastasia.”
Shuffling through some paperwork he said, “Oh yes, here you
are. Come on step up and out.”
Stepping up a few steps through the curtain Anastasia was looking
at a walkway with a small circular stage at the end. In a big semicircle around the stage sat hundreds
of nobles. The man led her down the
walkway to the stage and stood her there.
“Just kind of turn around a bit for now.” He
said.
“Now here we have Anastasia.” The auctioneer yelled “She’s a
novice coming in at five foot 4 inches, with thirty eight inch tits. The price begins at twenty five pounds of
gold.”
“Twenty five!” a man yelled in the audience at once.
“Twenty six!” said another, then silence.
“Gentleman, I’m sure you’re not going to stop at twenty six, did I
mention that she has green eyes.”
“Twenty seven!”
“Twenty seven, do I hear twenty eight?” the auctioneer continued.
“Twenty eight.” Yelled the original man.
“I have twenty eight, could I get twenty nine for this fine blond
haired beauty measuring thirty eight, twenty four, thirty
six. Come on gentleman surly we can do
better than this.” The auctioneer continued.
“Thirty.” Yet another man yelled.
“Thirty one.”
“I have Thirty one, can I have Thirty two?”
“Thirty two.”
“Thirty two, now we are getting somewhere, thirty three any one,
any one?” the auctioneer went. “take off the dress.” He whispered to Anastasia.
Anastasia was in shock, she knew she was becoming a slave, and she
even fantasized about it, but she didn’t think that she would have to expose
herself to all of these men. But slowly
she reached up and unbuttoned the buttons leading down the front, until the
dress fell to the floor. Now Anastasia
was standing before a group of men with only a small piece of cloth wrapped
around her mid section pulling it in tight.
There she stood with her breasts exposed to the world, and pubic hair in
plain sight.
“Now, gentlemen feast your eyes on the lovely sixteen year old
flesh, her cherry may have been pitted already, but I’d bet there’s still a
little bit of it there. Now can we get
on with the serious bidding? Do I hear
forty?”
“Thirty five.”; “Thirty six.”; “forty.” Anastasia heard in rapid succession.
“Forty, now we’re talking. Forty one, forty one
anyone?”
“Forty one.” An older gentleman said.
“Forty one, eight ounces.” the original man said
“Forty five.” The older gentleman said.
“Forty five, I have forty five pounds of gold on the table for
this fine lady, Forty five once; Forty five twice, Forty five and sold; to
Baron VonHession.”
“Thank you young lady, you are now the property of Baron
VonHession for the next three years.
Please step over there to be collared and picked up by your new
Lord.” The auctioneer said.
Anastasia reached down and picked up her dress,
hurriedly she buttoned it up and went to where he pointed. Baron VonHession was already there waiting.
“Ah, my newest slave.” Baron VonHession said as she approached.
“Yes my Lord.” Anastasia said
“Well at least you’re smart enough to address me correctly. As you know by now, I am Baron VonHession, I
command a Battalion on the western front.
We will travel for three days by train, then another day by horse and
carriage. So in less than a week you will
be in your new home for the next three years.
First thing first though, we need to collar you. Slaver,” Baron VonHession said turning to
another man. “I want her in a one and half inch collar with a three inch ring
in front. Bracelets with two, one inch
rings on each side.”
“Yes Lord VonHession.”
Quickly the slaver took out a piece of leather and wrapped it
around Anastasia’s neck. Bringing it
back to his bench, he attached the three inch ring and fastened a strip of
metal to the back with some rivets. Then
bringing it back to her neck he wrapped it around and put a few final rivets
through the back where to two ends meet.
Taking a small piece of rope he then measured Anastasia’s wrists. Returning to his bench, he opened a crate and
pulled out two bands and four rings.
With some quick work he added the rings, two each, to the bands. Taking the bands, he attached them to
Anastasia’s wrists, and clamped them tight.
The slaver inserted a small pin where they meet, and then pressed it
flat with a large pair of pliers making it impossible to remove.
“There you go Lord VonHession.” The slaver said.
Anastasia looked down at her wrists; there on each one was a
bracelet about two inches wide, with two rings on each. Looking at it, Anastasia quickly realized
that this would allow her Lord to tie her arms anyway he liked. With a small piece of rope or clip he could
tie them together like handcuffs, or by using the other ring he could tie them
to something palm up. Quickly many
variations of ways to be tied up with them flooded her mind; but Anastasia had
no idea of how many ways she could actually be tied using those rings.
“Then Anastasia shall we go to the train station.” Lord VonHession said.
“I guess.” Anastasia said.
“I guess, MY LORD.” Baron VonHession corrected her.
“I am sorry my Lord.”
Anastasia said.
“It’ll take some time; usually it takes a new slave a couple of
weeks before they begin to understand the fundamentals. Many Nobles say I’m to easy, that I shouldn’t
correct, that I should just whip them, but I see no reason to punish a slave
that simple doesn’t know better.” Baron VonHession said as he began to walk.
“Thank you my Lord.”
“Basic rules, I am always
your Lord. So when ever you address me
you will call me ‘my Lord’. If there is
another noble present he is just Lord, since he doesn’t own you. You will always refer to your self as slave,
never are you to use the word I or me.
So instead of ‘I am sorry My Lord’ it would be ‘Your slave is sorry My
Lord. Understand?”
“Yes my Lord.”
“Now, I’m going to give you a two week grace period. During the first two weeks, if you make any
mistakes, I will simply correct you.
After that punishment will be giving.”
“I...Your slave understands, my
Lord.” Said Anastasia, she was thankful
that this Lord was turning out to be a kind man.
“See, you’re already getting the hang of it. Next, I own several slaves, in my castle I
currently have twenty five, and including you I have purchased seven here. To tell you the truth, I had only planned on
buying six. I bought the others
yesterday at the prior experience auction.
I was just getting ready to leave for my train when I saw you. I figured why not, and now you’re mine as
well.” Baron VonHession continued.
In the distance, Anastasia could see the smoke bellowing up from
the steam engine. She was glad that it
wasn’t much farther, today had been a shock, granted she knew what she was
getting into, but it was still a shock.
“Let’s see, what else do you need to know
right off the bat. Oh, yes. I dress my slaves by position. Your lingerie will be green; green is the
color of my lowest slaves. From green
you move to blue, from blue to purple, and from purple to red. Any slave below you must obey you as if it
was me, and you must obey any slave above you as if it were me. Also, I have one mistress, she is my head
slave. She is dressed in black leather,
and she only answers to me. It will be
her job to cloth you, make sure your fed, given a
place to sleep, and train you. Do you
have any questions yet?”
“So many, your slave wouldn’t know where to begin my Lord.” Anastasia said, they
were getting close to the train now.
“Well just spit a few of them out.” Baron VonHession said.
“Very well my Lord, First off, you said that you command a
Battalion. Your slave would like to know
how many men that is.”
“A battalion at full strength would consist of four hundred ninety
seven men. In theory it could be pushed
up as high as four thousand before it would have to split in two. My battalion is a bit under, currently I have
three hundred eighty eight, although I expect that to change shortly. And you should have said ‘My Lord said that
he commanded a battalion’ you should avoid addressing me personally.”
“Your slave begs her pardon, my Lord.”
“You’re still on day one, as I said before I’m giving you a two
week grace period to learn. Any other questions?”
“Yes my Lord, your slave is curious about her Lords choice in
purchasing her. My Lord stated that he
bought six others from the prior experience market. And my Lord, your slave would like to know
more about the status of lingerie, how many wear what color? And also my Lord, if it isn’t too much to
ask; your slave would like to know how old you are.”
“I’m thirty four; I joined the Army when I was eighteen. Normally, I have sixteen slaves wearing
green, eight blue, four purple, and two in red.
Each higher slave has two below her.
I’m not sure what I’m going to do with you yet. Since I bought you, I will now have seventeen
wearing green, meaning that one blue would have three. Perhaps I’ll dress you in black and give you
to the mistress. We’ll see. As far as why I bought you, well I swore that
I wouldn’t buy any new slaves; it can be troublesome training them. And frankly Alyssa, my head slave, is going
to be upset, but I’m the Lord not her.
You just looked so damn good that I couldn’t resist buying you.” Baron VonHession said as the reached the
train station platform.
“The back two cars are mine, I will stay in the back car and all
of you will stay in the car before me; unless I call on you.” Reaching the train cars Baron VonHession
stepped up next to the rear car. “Up you
go Anastasia.” Baron VonHession said while helping her
reach the first step.
Baron VonHession followed Anastasia up and into the second
car. “Ladies, I picked up one more, her
name is Anastasia. Anastasia is a novice
since she has only been a slave for twenty minutes, so be nice to her.”
“Yes my Lord.” The six girls said in unison.
“Now let’s see, Jennifer isn’t it.” Baron VonHession said while
looking at a tall blond with small perky nipples, who looked to be about
nineteen years old.”
“Yes my Lord.” She replied
while going from a sitting position to a kneeling one and bowing her head
slightly.
“And Vanessa.” Baron VonHession said while looking at an
overly endowed brunette who appeared to be twenty.
“Yes my Lord.” She also
replied going to the same kneeling position and bowing her head slightly.
“Good, would you two like to be Anastasias first teachers?”
“My Lord, your slave would be honored.” Jennifer replied
“And this slave would also be honored.” Vanessa said, as her tits dangled freely,
almost touching the floor.
“Excellent, then would you two and Anastasia
follow me to my car?”
“It will be your slave’s pleasure, my Lord.” Jennifer and Vanessa
said together as they stood up.
Baron VonHession turned and walked out of the second car and into
the back car with Jennifer, Vanessa, and Anastasia following close behind. Stepping inside his private car, Anastasia
could see a small kitchen on the front left, with a small table only big enough
for two maybe three next to it. On the
right side there was a large couch, followed by a small wood stove and then a
large cushioned leather chair pointed towards the middle of the car. Past that there was a curtain dividing the
car in half, Anastasia was sure her Lord’s bed was behind that. The floor was covered with thick rugs made
from various animal pelts. Baron VonHession
walked to the wood stove and threw some more wood on the fire. Then turning around he sat on the chair.
“Sit ladies; sit down right there on the floor.” He commanded.
Anastasia started to sit down with her legs crossed, but noticed
the other two sitting down with their legs sprawled out sideways. Anastasia quickly mimicked their style.
“Anastasia, when we first boarded the train, I
addressed Jennifer and Vanessa, did you notice how they responded?” Baron VonHession asked as the train began to
move.
Quickly Anastasia thought back, and then she turned herself to kneel,
bowed her head slightly and said. “Yes my Lord.”
“Very good, I knew you would make an excellent slave. Now the kneeling position is the basic
position. When ever you address me, or
when I call on you, this is how you are to report to me. Kneeling is almost universal; very few nobles
don’t use it. If for some reason you are
standing when I pass you, would simple go to one knee instead of both.”
“I’ve already instructed Vanessa and Jennifer in my commands, so
just watch for now. Jennifer; disrobe
and service me.” Baron VonHession
commanded.
Immediately Jennifer jumped up and stripped out of her dress,
sitting back down she leaned forward going to her knees, reaching up with her
hands she undid the Baron’s buttons; freeing his rock hard cock from the
uniform. Lowering her mouth down she parted her lips gently, and took the crown of his cock
in her mouth. Slowly she lowered her
head down drawing in the entire length of his cock. Then she reversed her direction running her
lips back up the length until she reached the crown again, once there she
repeated the process going back down.
“Good, Good, you see Anastasia, with the
words Service me, Jennifer knew to suck my cock. When ever I command you to service me this is
what you are to do. If I command you to
service someone else you are to do the same to them; understand?”
“Yes my Lord.” Anastasia
said
“Now Anastasia, you sold on the novice market, but they said you
weren’t a virgin, how much experience do you have?”
“Very little, my Lord. Your slave has only had sex a few times
before with a boy from her town.”
“I figured it was something close to that, the boy probably didn’t
know what he was doing anyway.” Baron
VonHession said while Jennifer continued sucking his stiff cock.
“Vanessa, Disrobe and display yourself.” Baron VonHession commanded.
Vanessa stood up at once and removed her dress exposing her large
firm tits with bright nipples. The cheap
corset pulled her waist in tightly punctuating her tits and pussy. Then turning her back to the Baron she bent
over at the waist, reaching behind her she grabbed an ass cheek with each hand
and pulled them apart for the Baron to see.
After holding this pose for a few moments she let go and sat down,
taking her left leg in her hands she pulled it high in the air while keeping it
straight. Vanessa’s pink pussy lips
parted slightly, allowing the Baron to see the depths of her hole.
“You see,” Baron VonHession said; “With the command of Display
Vanessa is now putting herself on display for me, she must make herself look as
enticing as possible.” He said as Vanessa arched her back with her feet and
shoulders flat on the floor placing her pussy high in the air.
“Jennifer, cease.” Baron
VonHession commanded. A small popping
sound was heard as the Baron’s rigid cock slid free from her glistening lips.
“Yes my Lord.” Jennifer said as she returned to the kneeling
position.
“Anastasia, have you ever sucked a cock before?” The Baron asked.
“No my Lord; but your slave is eager to learn.” Anastasia said
“Good, then Anastasia, service me.” Baron VonHession commanded.
Jennifer moved to the side and Anastasia hurriedly got to her
knees and scooted in front of the Baron.
Looking down she could see his hard cock before her face. It was very firm and erect with veins running
its length that pulsated with the Baron’s heartbeats; Anastasia could see the
salvia from Jennifer dripping down the shaft.
Leaning forward she parted her tender lips and opened her mouth to
accept his cock in her mouth for the first time.
“That’s it darling,” Jennifer whispered in her ear. “Take it in your mouth then close your lips
gently around it. Be careful not to
touch his dick with your teeth. Good,
now slowly suck a little, just a little, to draw it in farther. Take it in as far as you can go, later you’ll
learn how to take it all in.”
Anastasia lightly sucked on the cock and felt it draw into her
mouth until it reached the back of her throat.
She could feel the blood rushing into his cock as she did so, and how
the Baron raised his hips slightly pushing it in further.
“Good,” Jennifer said. “Now relax, let it slide back out as you
raise your head up.”
Anastasia could feel the ridges and veins sliding across her lips
as she raised her head, then she felt the ridge of the crown touch her lips.
“That’s far enough honey, now suck it in again.” Jennifer coached her.
Again, Anastasia sucked gently, pulling the cock farther into her
mouth as she lowered her head down again, until she felt the head of the cock
tickling the back of her throat once more.
“Fondle her.” Anastasia heard Baron VonHession command. Shortly after the command, she felt a hand
gliding across her back up and down its span.
Then the hand began to move lower, lower on her back as she continued to
suck the Baron’s cock. Then back up her
back, gently rubbing her back.
Anastasia could feel her dress being lifted up, and the hand was
now on her bottom, caressing her tight round ass in circles. Moving even further down under the dress she
felt some fingers bush against her pussy.
Twinges ran through Anastasias body has the fingers slowly rubbed her
small cunt lips. With the increased
tension she quickened her pace on the Baron’s cock, sucking it in faster and
faster. Then the hand moved even further
around, Anastasia could feel the palm of the hand rubbing her clit. Suddenly a finger penetrated her pussy,
pushing far up into the depths of her cunt.
Everything around Anastasia sort of vanished as she dropped off into her
own world, nothing, nothing was more important than the cock she was
sucking. Rapidly her lips glided up and
down the hard shaft, as she felt the finger increase it’s own pace driving in
and out of her tight pussy.
“Anastasia cease.” She heard the Baron command from the
distance. Hearing the Baron’s words she
returned to reality. ‘Cease’ she
thought, ‘why in the hell does he want me to cease?’ But never the less, as her lips slid up the
length of his cock she released it from her lips and rocked back to the
kneeling position.”
“Yes my Lord.” Anastasia said.
She could see now that Jennifer was the one who was fondling her
pussy. Even though Anastasia had stopped
sucking the Baron’s cock, Jennifer was still finger fucking her under the
dress.
“You were enjoying yourself weren’t you?” Baron VonHession asked Anastasia.
“Yes my Lord. Was that
wrong?” Anastasia answered and asked.
“No, it is good that a slave enjoys her tasks. It makes it more pleasurable for the
Noble. But you hesitated when I commanded
you to stop. You must realize that if a
man continues without breaks he will finish much sooner than wanted. If a woman has an orgasm she feels the since
of relief; but she is also ready for more.
A man has a different reaction. A
man feels the relief; but he must wait and regain his strength before he can
continue. And the older I get, the
longer it takes to recoup. So if I
command you to cease, you must stop immediately, for if I cum before I’m ready
I’ll be displeased.”
As Anastasia set there listening to Baron VonHession Jennifer
continued to finger fuck her, Jennifer’s other hand and started to fondle
Anastasia tits now as well. Jennifer was
rubbing Anastasia’s left tit, cupping it’s fullness in her hand, and running
her fingers over the nipple. Anastasia
could feel her pussy juice flowing freely as her excitement increased, an
orgasm was near and she new it, she desperately wanted to feel his cock in her
cunt. Then she heard the last part of
his speech, ‘cum before I’m ready I’ll be displeased’. Her mother, that is
what happened to her mother. Her mother
made her Lord cum too soon, and he punished her for it.
“Your slave, believes she understands, my
Lord. Your slave’s mother told her a
story of when she was a slave, and how she displeased her Lord.” Anastasia answered.
“Really.”
Baron VonHession said.
“Yes my Lord.”
“Jennifer, cease.” The Baron commanded, to Anastasia’s
disappointment, she was so near an orgasm.
“Anastasia, disrobe, lay back and tell me the story, in every detail,
just as your mother told you. Vanessa,
I’ve been watching your beautiful pussy, how about you come up here with me
while she tells the story so that I may play with it. And Jennifer service Anastasia while she
talks.” The Baron continued.
‘Service me’ Anastasia thought, with a little fear. But as her Lord commanded, she removed her
dress, and then laid back and parted her legs slightly for Jennifer. Vanessa hopped up and walked over to the
Baron, sitting down across his lap she spread her legs apart and buried her
face into the scruff of his neck. The
train had reached full speed now, and it was dark outside. Anastasia could see Vanessa’s overly large
tits jiggling from the rocking motion of the train as the Baron slid his hand
across her thighs.
Anastasia started to tell the story, as soon as she began talking
Jennifer spread Anastasia’s legs further apart, laid face down and buried her
face into Anastasias snatch. Anastasia
could feel her tongue running up and down the length of her slit as she
talked. Unable to control herself she
pulled her knees up farther and wider, allowing Jennifer better access.
Nearing the end, Jennifer pulled Anastasia’s pussy lips apart and
sucked deeply on her clit. Unable to
control herself Anastasia began thrusting her hips forward up and into
Jennifer’s hungry mouth. Anastasia was
having a difficult time talking, as her speech became labored and broken from
the excitement. Looking over at the
Baron, Anastasia wanted to make sure that he didn’t look displeased, but
instead saw the Baron with a large grin.
He was still fingering Vanessa, and she was lightly kissing his neck,
but he definitely had a grin.
Then it came, both the end of the story and her pussy. Anastasia’s pussy drained more fluid than
ever before as she screamed out; and it drained directly in to Jennifer’s
mouth. Jennifer continued licking and
sucking on Anastasia’s pussy, pulling every last drop of her cunt cream in.
“Good, Good, a most excellent story.” The Baron said while continuing to finger
Vanessa. “Jennifer you may stop. I now understand Anastasia why you asked how
many men I command. Rest assured a
platoon has forty five men, and I generally find that making a slave service a
platoon is more than enough punishment.”
A sigh of relief went through Anastasia. “Thank you my Lord.” She said.
“For what?” he asked.
“For everything, my Lord, for making me feel so
good, and being a kind master.
Your Slave is most thankful.”
Anastasia said.
“Well, some nobles are cruel.
But I find that if I make my slaves happy, that they make me happier. Of course there will still be times when I
must punish you. But as long as you do
as I command, we should both have an immense amount of fun.”
“Now would you like to finish me by sucking my cock again?” The Baron asked Anastasia.
“Your slave would be honored, my Lord.” Anastasia cooed
“Jennifer, you are dismissed.” Baron VonHession said.
Jennifer quickly put on her dress over the corset, and then with a
slight bow to the Baron, she turned and walked out.
“Anastasia, service me.” The Baron commanded as he shifted in his
chair to allow Anastasia better access to his cock, but still allowing Vanessa
to remain on his lap.
“Yes my Lord.” Anastasia
said, and quickly went to the kneeling position before the Baron, leaning
forward to take his cock in her mouth.
Sucking it in deeply until she could feel the crown poking the back of
her throat, then releasing and riding it back up. His cock glistened as her saliva coated it’s ridges. Up and
down she went faster and faster. Looking
up while she continued sucking, she could see Vanessa’s pussy spread open by
her Lord’s fingers. And looking further
up still she could see the two of them kissing again. Kissing passionately, exploring each other’s
mouth with their tongues, their lips slid across the others lips melting
together.
Looking back down Anastasia noticed that the Barons pace was
matched to her own. With every bob up
and down on his cock, his fingers thrust in and out of Vanessa. Anastasia quickened her pace. Faster and faster she went up and down his
cock, sucking it in and releasing it to glide back up its length. And the Baron matched, faster and faster he
moved his fingers, in and out of Vanessa’s pussy. Anastasia could see the glistening pussy
juice on Vanessa’s long pussy lips. The
folds of flesh moved with his fingers as he drove them in and out. Then a smell, a smell that smelled wonderful,
it was the smell of sex, the smell of fresh pussy.
With the aroma of Vanessa’s pussy filling Anastasia’s nose, she
went to work even more enthusiastically.
Cum, he must cum, she thought, I will make him cum. Sucking harder and faster yet her lips slid
up and down his shaft, until she felt something. The head of his cock swelled, and it swelled
again, without slowing she continued to suck then it erupted with a final
swell. Her mouth filled with thick globs
of cum, running her lips up his shaft to the end of his cock she swallowed as
much as she could. Again it erupted
filling her mouth with more of the thick sticky goo. Anastasia swallowed as best she could as his
dick expelled the cream, but she could feel some leaking from the corners of
her mouth.
Looking up to see if her Lord was pleased with the blowjob, she
could see the Baron and Vanessa still kissing.
Suddenly Anastasia was filled with another feeling, she wanted to be
there kissing to, she wanted to feel lips pressed against hers, she wanted to
explore another mouth with her tongue.
The only confusing part was, she wasn’t exactly
sure which one she wanted to kiss.
Licking the last of his cum off of the Baron’s cock, Anastasia sat
back into the kneeling position. “Your
slave believes you are finished, my Lord.”
With a few pecks the Baron broke his kiss with Vanessa. “Indeed I am finished, and it was most
wonderful. You are doing an exceptional
job, both of you. Now, I am going to lay
down for a bit. How about you two get
dressed and cook us something to eat.
I’m sure you can find everything you need here. Wake me when dinner is served.”
Baron VonHession stood up and walked to the curtain, stepping
behind it he disappeared from their site.
“So do you know how to cook?”
Vanessa asked Anastasia as she put her dress on.
“A little.” Anastasia replied while stepping back into
her dress.
“Good, I’m sure you’ll learn more as time goes on. Let’s see what we can make our new
Lord.” Vanessa said.
Stepping over to the kitchen area the two of them quickly found
things to make. There was some kind of
fresh red meat in an ice box, potato’s and vegetables
in a bin. Vanessa lit the wood alcohol
cooking stove, and began frying the steak.
Anastasia, found a pot to boil the potato’s and
vegetables in. Once the steak was
cooked, the potato’s and vegetables boiled, the two of them set the table.
Anastasia was amazed at how easily everything was going, her and Vanessa were getting along great and working
together quite well. A few times while
they were cooking and getting things ready, Anastasia found herself staring at
Vanessa. Thinking back to when she saw
them kissing, and the feeling that she wanted to kiss Vanessa too.
“Vanessa.” Anastasia said
while she set the forks around the table.
“Yes.” She replied
“You’ve had sex with other women, right.” Continued Anastasia
“Many times, why do you ask.”
“Well I haven’t.” Anastasia
said.
“Of course you have, have you already forgotten that massive
orgasm Jennifer gave you with her tongue?”
Vanessa responded coolly.
“I mean, I haven’t done anything to them. I’ve never kissed a woman, or licked pussy.”
“You will shortly dear.
Right now it appears that we are ready for dinner. Look around and see if you can find something
for our Lord to drink.”
“I saw some beer in the ice box.”
Anastasia said.
“Then he’s a beer drinker.
Get it out and pour him a glass, I’ll go wake him.” Vanessa said disappearing around the curtain;
as Anastasia set the beer glass on the table.
A few moments later Vanessa returned and took up the kneeling
position next to his chair. Seeing this
Anastasia quickly assumed the kneeling position too. Baron VonHession stepped out and walked over
next to the table. Pulling the chair out
he sat down and placed one hand each on the top of their heads.
“The meal looks nice ladies.
Now won’t the two of you lovely creatures join me?” Baron VonHession
said.
“Yes, my Lord.” They both said in unison as they stood up and took
a seat on either side.
Dinner was very pleasant they ate and joked, discussed various things, and the Baron seemed most pleased. Anastasia was amazed at how easy it truly was
to have a good time and maintain her ‘slave etiquette’. It was actually pretty simple, basic rules is
what the Baron called them and they were basic.
The meal progressed, and the Baron drank several glasses of
beer. Many times while in the middle of
discussion, the Baron would reach under the table and stroke one of the girls’
legs briefly.
After dinner was over, Baron VonHession excused himself from the
table to sit in his chair again. Taking
out his pipe, he packed and lit it. The
Baron continuously smoked the pipe, filling the air with the sweat aroma of
tobacco as he watched the ladies clean the dishes and put things away.
“Vanessa.” Baron VonHession
said.
Quickly Vanessa ran to the Baron went to the kneeling position and
said. “Yes, my Lord.”
“I have a green slave in my castle that I was going to promote to
blue. But I’m thinking that I’m going to
make you a blue slave, and place Anastasia and another under you. Would you like that?”
“Very much, my Lord. Your slave would be delighted for the
opportunity.” Vanessa replied with excitement in her voice.
“Good, then it shall be. I
expect you to treat them good, and I expect you to teach Anastasia well. She appears to be a little sex kitten just
waiting to meow. I want you to cultivate
that, I want her to appreciate sex; I want her to have a hunger and thirst for
it. I want her to become the biggest
slut in the castle fucking men and women alike, and I want her to do it
eagerly.” The Baron said.