Master of Desire (12 page)

The jeweled cuffs he’d commissioned for  her from an artisan south of Caralon shimmered  prettily, reminding him of their  wedding yesterday, and that  she  belonged to him now.

In body anyway. In soul—soon enough.

“Wake up, my wanton little bride,” he said, running a hand up her thigh and onto her round ass. He squeezed lightly and she  opened her eyes, dark blue in the paledaylight drifting through the windows, almost the color of the blue stones in her bracelets, and a striking contrast to her long, dark billows of hair. “Time for a snack.”

She blinked repeatedly, as if trying to come awake, and finally pushed to a sitting position, which the  slack in the chains  allowed. “Wh-what time is it?” she asked groggily.

“Midday. Did you sleep well?”

She gave him a look of disbelief. “Not exactly, no.”

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He quirked a half-smile in her direction. “Perhaps not. But your training period isnot about sleep, vixen.”

“No, I didn’t figure it was.”

He gave a wry laugh, then sat up on the  table beside her and reached for a wedge of cheese. When he held it up toward her mouth,  she reached to take it from him, but he pulled it back. “No,” he said softly, and again moved it to her  lips until she understoodshe was not to feed herself.

Meeting his gaze briefly, she opened her mouth and bit off a chunk of the pale yellow cheese, chewing then  swallowing, after  which he reached for  the  goblet. He heldit carefully to her mouth until she  took a sip,  then he ate a bit of  cheese and took a gulp of wine himself.

“Lie down,” he told her.

She looked aghast. “That’s all I get? One bite of food?”

“Lie down.”

Letting out  a sigh, she obeyed, and he took a  long moment to study her lovely  nudebody before  he parted her legs to kneel  between them. “Be a good girl and maybe Iwon’t have to tighten the chains. Can you do that?”

She looked uncertain for a brief moment, then gave a short nod. Good. Acquiescing on her own was a promising start toward total submission.

“Raise your ass,” he instructed, eyes on  her cunt. It looked wet and inviting, even with the sizable gold links curving through the pink flesh. When she lifted, he reached around to unhook the  chain from the back, at  the same time unable to resist raking his tongue quickly through the moisture between her thighs.

She moaned and seemed unable to  keep her ass off the table any longer, even given the loose bindings that allowed for easy  movement, quickly dropping back to the leather padding with a sigh.

He felt her gaze as he released his cock  from his leather lacings, and liked  when he sensed her tensing at the sight of it, even  now, as if she hadn’t seen it before.

“Part your legs wider.”

She bit her lip nervously, then followed the instruction. At that, he reached under her, his hands closing warm around her ass  and pulling her toward him until her pussy met the hard ridge of his shaft. “Oh!” she said on a rough groan.

“Tell me you want it inside you.”

She nodded, her lips trembling prettily. “Yes. I want it inside me.”

He contained a cynical chuckle as he playfully asked, “Is it big enough for mywanton little bride?”

This nod came more vigorously. “So big.
 
Unbelievably
 
big.  I  couldn’t  have

imagined…”

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He let the laughter out, pleased by her answer. Then he used his hand to guide theshaft to her opening, pushing, pushing, not  one swift drive like last night, but insteadprodding her body to accept his cock on  its own. She moaned  at each thrust, and moaned deeper when he slid all the way in.

Their eyes met darkly at the  joining and he  bent to deliver a firm lick to one ringednipple. She shuddered her delight, and when  he  used his fingers to loosen the ring, she let out a sound of dismay. He felt it deep  within his cock because, already, she was missing what he’d forced on her.

“You’re taking those off me, too?” she asked, soft and innocent.

He nodded, freeing the other nipple. “Don’t worry—they’ll return to your hungry little body.”

She simply nodded and waited, looking expectant, and he liked knowing that, thisquickly, she was curious rather than frightened to see what would come next.

Reaching around to the tray, he  found one of the rare Before Times spoons he’dbartered for with traders. Dipping it into  the  pudding,  he held  it to her mouth, thrustinggently into her below even as  she swallowed the sweet treat.

“Mmm,” she said, and if he wasn’t imagining things, she lifted her hips a littlehigher, affording him easier entry.

Still moving inside her, he spooned a dollop of pudding onto one of her nipples, then bent to lick and lave her breast clean. Her lovely whimper was like music as he worked.

Ralen fucked her a bit harder then, unable to  resist as her body became more pliant, her pussy more accepting of his cock. “More to eat?” he asked between strokes.

“Yes, please.”

Good girl. He reached for the slab of cheese, this time pinching off a bite in hisfingers and feeding it to her as he slid his stiff shaft in and out below. He helped himselfto the cheese, as well, and then the fowl, after which he held the  turkey leg up to her mouth.

She parted her lips in response and he  fucked her and fed her at the same time, watching her bite the meat from the bone, taking it into  her mouth even as she took hisrod in her tight, royal cunt.

He continued the game—feeding and fucking, fucking and feeding, hopeful thatshe’d soon associate the basic need  to eat with  the need for sex, that she’d require one as

much as the other, and that she’d realize she obtained them both from
 
him
, that he was

the giver of all things in her world.

“Who fucks you, Teesia?”

“Ralen,” she said.

Like a little  reward, he pushed a berry into her mouth. “And who feeds you?”

“Ralen,” she said, swallowing.

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“That’s right, vixen. I give you all the  things you need.” He concluded the dark,  binding words by squeezing her breasts tight and bending to kiss her with his tongue.  Hers twined with his and he increased  the depths of his thrusts, thinking—
 
Feel it, vixen.  Feel it!

“More,” she begged.

“More food or more cock?”

She laughed lightly—the first time he’d seen  such a  phenomenon. It lit up her eyes.

“Both,” she  admitted.

He spooned  more pudding into her waiting  mouth, this  time dropping a globule on her other breast for himself. He moved in  her—long, slow strokes—as he suckled her clean. Dropping a few small berries on her chest, he lifted her breasts like dams to keep them from rolling away  until he could lightly  grasp one with his teeth before dropping it into her mouth with a kiss.

He scooped the next berry up for himself,  then delivered the last  one to her waiting mouth the same way.

She licked her lips as  he began fucking her a bit harder, and she clutched at thetable on both sides of her, clearly forgetting about the food.

“Who fucks you, Teesia?” he asked harshly,  to match the increased rhythm of his strokes.

“Ralen.”

“Whose cock fills you?”

“Mmm, Ralen’s.”

Still driving into her sweet, warm pussy,  he  lowered one thumb between them to her clit and began rubbing, fast. She groaned and moved harder against him, meeting the pressure there, as hungry for it as she had been  for the meal. “Who makes you come, vixen?” he asked in a low, determined voice.

“Ralen,” she replied, and quick as that, her hands left the table, rising to  mold desperately to her breasts as she leaned her head back and let her eyes fall shut. “Oh  Ares!” she cried. “Ralen! Ralen! Oh, Ralen! Yes!”

He never slowed the strokes delivered  by both shaft and  thumb, not as she exploded in ecstasy beneath him, and not even afterward. He was like a charging stallion— no stopping now. Seeing her clutch onto her breasts so unexpectedly hadpushed him past a point of control and he  fucked her as hard as he could until the pleasure mounted, mounted, until… “Ares,” he murmured  through clenched teeth. “Ah, yes!”

He thrust hard, hard, hard,  spilling his semen deep inside her pussy for the first time, inexorably thrilled by knowing he  was leaving part of himself inside her.

“Oh, Ralen—me, too!”  she cried when he least expected it. And, coming down from his grand release, he watched, stunned, as  his dirty little wife came yet again, only aminute at most after her last climax.

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Ares, her proclivity for reaching ecstasy was amazing! Thrilling, and—as  he’dthought earlier—worrisome, too.
 
Are you mine alone, little wanton?
 
he wondered, peering down at her. Then silently asked the more  burning question—
 
How will I ever know forsure?

* * * * *

Teesia lay on her  table, staring at  the  ceiling…waiting, waiting. He’d left her therealone, again. She’d discovered she could sit comfortably on the edge of either side of theplatform, but could not step down—the  chains prevented movement that far.

She’d also found the  covered pot on the  shelf mounted just beneath the table,within her reach—which she assumed was for certain practical needs. She cynically thought she was probably lucky he’d at least provided some way to relieve herself when necessary, given his general disregard for her comfort.

Was this table to be her home now? she wondered futilely. How long would he keep her this way, tied like an animal? She  let out a sigh, supposing perhaps she should just be happy he’d loosened the chains and given her something to eat.

The gold chain was fastened back through her cunt now, and the rings tightenedagain around her nipples. And to her shame, she was glad. She was horrified to remember the moment  she’d seized her own breasts in her hands during sex, but it had been an instinctive move—since  last night, they’d been the recipients of  constant stimulation. As her orgasm had neared, the poor mounds of flesh had felt empty, neglected, needy. She’d simply  followed an urge—and in response  saw a flare of heat in her husband’s eyes more powerful than ever before. Frighteningly so.

Be strong.
 
She heard her mother’s voice  again, whispering in her ear.

Yes, yes, Mother, I will. I’ll survive this.

And soon it would all be nothing more than a memory.

She hoped.

Surely Ralen would release her from the table and allow her to live normally.

What did  he want from her that  she hadn’t freely given, after all?  She’d possessed her virginity, and  she’d willingly submitted to everything he’d done to  her here. She’d complained very little, and despite it all, she still loved being fucked by him. She lovedit as much as she’d  ever suspected she would. It was nothing at all like what she’danticipated, of course, given the various chains involved  and his constant questions anddemands—but she still wanted him. Why wouldn’t he set her free now so they could behave as a normal married couple?

It was nightfall when the door opened again to admit  her husband. He found hersitting up, as if awaiting him, and she supposed she
 
had
 
been.

Won’t you please unchain me now ?
 
She bit her tongue. Asking would likely only earn her a longer  sentence.

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It took a moment before she realized he’d  brought another tray of food—the delay probably due to the  fact that the mere  sight of him set her blood to  humming. Herpussy pulsed against its chain as  he neared her, tonight wearing his usual black—soft leather pants and a leather vest.

She had not touched him during sex today when she’d had the chance, and whenhe sat down  on the table next to  her, lowering the tray there, she instinctively reached her hand up, splaying it across his stomach.  His skin was warm over hard muscles, a smattering of ebony curls sprinkled across his chest, then narrowing into a tight veethat led downward to where his cock lay concealed.

He looked down at her hand. “What are you doing?”

She liked the idea that
 
she’d
 
actually surprised
 
him
 
for a change. “I have not touched you. Your body.”

He met her gaze with his dark, penetrating one, then glanced down at her fingers once more. “I’m surprised you want to.”

She blinked and sat up next to  him. “Why? You’ve known from  the start of my desire for you.”

His eyebrows knitted. “Even now? I assumed you would hold me in contempt bynow.” He reached down and tugged lightly  on the chain that hung between her breasts.  “All things  considered.”

She gasped at the sensual pull and said, “I wish to do whatever you wish me to do.  I wish to be  whatever you wish  me to be.” She didn’t exactly
 
mean
 
the words, but she thought it might earn her a quicker release.