Nothing could have prepared me for what was to happen
when I entered the living room that evening. My six concubines had indeed drawn
lots to decide who among them would offer herself for my pleasure and relief
this evening, and it was Lavern who separated herself from the group as I
entered. She came directly to me where I stood by the door, gave a slight
curtsy, then softly spoke as she stood close to me.
"I have the honor of being your first woman
prisoner," She breathed excitedly, "I am yours to use or abuse as you
see fit."
As she spoke, she took my arm and guided me out into the
hall with her.
"Is that so?"
"Yes, that's so." Lavern replied.
I pulled her close to me and un-latched the broach which
held her robe closed just below her breasts. It opened easily, and allowed her
robe to fall slightly open, held only by the lapels, as they hung on her breasts.
"We'll see." Was all I said, as I examined her
exquisite form.
Lavern moved sensually, as she led me to her room, with
her robe flowing open in the breeze as she walked. By the time she turned to
face me by her bed, I was beginning to feel the effects of her smell and
seductive, sexual walk, as I'd watched her move in front of me, on our way to
her room. My libido was rising to the occasion, and the urgency of my need was
making itself known to Lavern, as well as I when Lavern spoke.
"If we are to travel as your prisoners, then you
will need to bind us so we at least appear to be in your control as we
travel."
"That's true."
"Then I propose it is time you started practicing
your part in our charade."
While Lavern spoke she had picked up some silk cords from
the chair, by her dressing table, then handed them to me. She continued.
"If we can trust you to guide us safely to a new
home among the men, then we can trust you to be a gentle jailer here."
Lavern had a point. If these women were really going to
carry out their plan of leaving the city, and traveling with me on the outside
as my prisoners, then they, and I, needed to know how to make it at least look
right to anyone observing our band as we traveled. There was something else
that had to look, and sound right to any observers in the wilderness, me. I had
to look, act, and sound genuine to the other men we might meet, or the game
would be over before it began.
Not that failure of the plan would mean any real personal
loss for myself, but I had grown to like these females, and even begun to
understand them in my own way. I had no wish to see them end up as the main
course in some male ritual or another, but the risk was high that they would if
we went through with their daring plan, and failed.
Lavern made a sound and brought me back from my thoughts.
"Well, aren't you going to bind me?"
I looked at the beauty before me as she held out her hand
to me, then said.
"You're correct about the roles we must play when we
leave here. But I wonder if you realize just how dangerous it will be, or how
roughly I will have to treat you if we are to present a believable front to any
we might meet."
"Yes." Lavern agreed, "We know that."
We locked gazes for a time, neither of us wanting to be
the first to look away. Lavern slowly lifted her robe from her left breast with
her left hand, exposing it to my view. The ploy worked, and I looked at her
inviting orb.
Lavern and I both laughed at the obvious subversive act,
while I fondled it for her, and forgot to stop with just the one breast. She
became breathless, as I ran my hands over her body, exploring, probing,
teasing, seeking, and teasing her until she was beside herself with desire. It
was then that I bound her hands tightly together, leaving no chance that she
could ever work them free.
Lavern cooperated with me as I bound her hands to her
neck leaving very little room for motion. I was beginning to enjoy myself as I
finished tying her wrists to her neck. I sat on a stool and motioned for her to
give her legs so I could tie her ankles also. It was clear she was enjoying
this too, because she lifted each leg, placing her foot in my crotch and
teasing my responsive cock as I tied the bindings to her ankles.
I then had her get on the bed and lay on her back, with
her feet as near each of the posts at the foot of her bed as she could get them
to reach. Lavern again cooperated, and I tied each of the cords from her ankles
to it's post, pulling them a little further than she had placed them.
When the ropes were securely tied, and checked, I walked
around the bed and sat beside the bound Lavern. She was following my every
movement with her eyes, as I moved to her side, and slowly dragged her robe
across her body, teasing her already heated desire ever so softly. Her hips had
begun to undulate and her head was rolling from side to side when I dragged one
of the lines she'd handed me from the foot of the bed, across her exposed love
button, and watched as her passion exploded within her.
She went wild as her body shook from the overload of
senses, and she thrashed on the bed for some time, as I captured her nipples in
my mouth and teased them roughly with my teeth, while my right hand found her
sensitized vulva and slowly spread the quivering gates of Eden for my
inquisitive fingers.
Lavern never really came down to earth as I took her for
my pleasure, but that was just as well, for I thoroughly abused her with my
cock as she screamed for more, in her own heated dive into ecstasy.
*** *** *** *** *** ***
As I walked back to the living room, I wondered how she
felt about being my prisoner now.
"She loved it beyond description."
The voice in my head was back.
"But be careful. If you forget to give any of these
women release when you are finished with them, you will learn the wrath of a
woman scorned."
"Yes!"
I thought, as I remembered Tina's rage, when I left her
excited without release; and Lana's fury, when I'd done the same to her.
"I'll never leave one of these women half done again!"
And with that thought turned into the living room.
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