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Enlistment

Enlistment

‘I hate farming.’ Savious thought as he reached out to pull another ear of corn off the stalk. The summer was coming to an end, and the days were getting shorter and shorter. Savious looked across the field and could see trees on the far side next to the river. “Father, how much longer are we going to work tonight?” Savious asked.

“We’ll keep going until we get this field done. It shouldn’t take us but a few more hours.” He replied.

Savious continued picking the corn, pulling the ears off, dropping them into a sack, then moving down to the next stalk. As the sun began to set in the distance, a long shadow was cast upon the field. Being plunged into darkness Savious looked up to see what caused the shadow even though he already knew. There in the distance, on the hill over his village stood the castle of Lord Roche. ‘The Army,’ Savious thought, ‘Soldiers don’t pick corn.’

“Father,”

“Yes Savious.”

“I’ve been thinking about something.”

“Thinking about what?” he replied.

“Well, I was just thinking;” Savious paused, “I’m thinking about joining the Army.”

“Really?”

“Yea.”

“Well, then perhaps we should talk instead of picking corn. Let’s go ahead and call it a night.” His father replied.

‘Oh shit,’ Savious thought ‘now I’ve gone and done it.’ All summer, Savious had thought about joining the Army, watching the soldiers march past their farm, singing songs, and generally in a good mood. Savious couldn’t help but wonder, what was so hard about it. Then when Savious would go into town for some errand, he would see the ladies of the castle, wearing their long dresses, and looking very seductive. Savious wanted it, he wanted to be a part of it, and now, he just told he father so.

Savious’s Father reached the edge of the field before him, and even though the sun had already set, Savious could see that his father’s facial expressions weren’t pleasant. It wasn’t anger, but sadness, Savious knew that his father wanted him to stay with him, and work the farm. But Savious didn’t want to be a farmer, he wanted something else. Reaching his father, he turned and started walking towards the barn.

“Why?” Savious’s father asked.

“Because I want to be noble.” Savious said.

“Nobles may live the life of luxury, but it is an empty degenerative life. Farming may never have suited you; but do you really want to be a Noble?”

“Yes father, I do. I want to serve, and become a citizen of the Empire.”

“You know that life as a peasant is much simpler, and generally speaking you live longer. Even if they allowed you to become a noble, you still have to start as a soldier. Soldiers get killed, I swear sometimes I think the only reason we fight wars is to kill off young men. Then there will be more women to serve the Nobles.”

“Yes father, I know that soldiers die sometimes. But I also know that Nobles live in luxury with slaves to warm their beds. And one must serve in the Army before they are allowed to become a Noble.”

“This is true,” Savious’s father replied “but while one is in the Army being a soldier, they must also kill. Have you really thought about all the aspects of being a soldier, the fighting, the carnage, and killing? Or did you only think about the teenage girl sucking your dick whenever you want?”

“I don’t know, I guess I’ve thought about it. But anyway I want to join, I’m tired of farming, and the thought of doing this for the rest of my life scares me more than death.”

“You know that if you don’t like farming, I could speak to one of the tradesman in town; a blacksmith perhaps or maybe a baker?”

“No father, I want to be a Noble, not a baker or blacksmith.” Savious replied.

“You also realize that the Nobles must govern their lands, settle disputes, and protect their peasants. Do you really want that kind of responsibility?”

“Father, every day for the past few weeks, I’ve stood out here picking crops. The whole time I’ve looked up at that castle and wondered what it would be like to live there. Some may not have the ambition to try, but I do, I want to live in a castle, my castle, I want to have a dozen slaves to serve me, I want to live nicely, I want to be a Noble. And the really great thing is, that here, in Namor, I can become one.”

Savious dropped his bag of corn at the door of the barn, and looked at his father. His father dropped his bag of corn and leaned in to hug his son. “I may not agree with your decision, but I still love you, and I’ll love you always.”

“I know dad, and I love you too.” Savious said, while returning his fathers hug.

“Then I guess you’ll be enlisting tomorrow?” his father said.

“Well, father, tomorrow is the first of the month and Soldiers can only enlist on the first.” Savious said.

The next morning, Savious woke up early, excited at the prospects that await him. Building a fire in the stove he placed a pot of water on top to heat up. Savious reached into the cupboard and pulled out a jar full of coffee grounds. Coffee was expensive, but it was an expense he would gladly pay. Years ago his father had introduced him to coffee, it was one habit that stuck.

Taking his cup of coffee out side, Savious took a chair and sat down on the front porch. Slowly he began to drink the cup, and watch the sun rise over the fields.

Shortly afterwards his father joined him on the porch with his own cup. “I guess you’ll be heading for the castle soon.”

“Yea, I may not like farming, but this has been my home, and I kind of wanted to watch the sun rise on it one last time.”

“Last time? Are you planning on never coming home to visit?”

Savious laughed “Your right father, I’m treating this as if I’m leaving forever, but I’m not. Soldiers come home, and when I become a noble, I’ll come back and rule this village.”

“Well I don’t know about ruling this village, but I sure hope you come back to visit at least.”

“I will dad, I love you, thanks for everything, and I’ll be back.”

Savious stood up; finishing his coffee he set the empty cup down and walked off the porch, across the lawn to the road, turned left and headed towards the castle.

Savious’s home had always been right on the edge of the town Terre, no one actually lived out by themselves, things just weren’t like that. A small river wound it’s way around a hill and then out through the flat lands. Terre was nestled up against this hill with the castle at the top. As Savious crossed one of the bridges over the river heading in to town he began his walk up the hill.

Reaching the castle several soldiers stood guarding the gatehouse to the drawbridge. One of the soldiers hollered “What’s your business here?”

“Well I’ve come to join the army.” Savious said.

“Bout time, I was beginning to think this whole town was full of gutless wimps. We haven’t had any recruits for over eight months.” The Soldier bellowed.

“Really?” Savious said questionably

“Yup” The Soldier replied, “But it makes no difference, we’ll get you signed up. SERGEANT DIRNE!”

Across the drawbridge an older soldier emerged and started walking towards them. Reaching the gatehouse he stepped over to the soldier, “Pipe down O’Riley Lord Roche could hear you as loud as you’re yelling. Now what do you want?”

“Sorry Sergeant Dirne, but we have a new recruit.”

Sergeant Dirne looked over at Savious eyed him up and down a bit, “So you want to join the Imperial Army?”

“Yes Sir; I mean Yes Lord.” Savious responded.

“You had it right the first time, only nobles are referred to as Lord. Sergeants and Men at Arms are called Sir. You best get used to it sooner rather than later or you’ll have hell to pay. Anyway, follow me in and I’ll get you an audience with Lord Roche.” Sergeant Dirne said.

Sergeant Dirne turned and started to walk back across the drawbridge into the castle. Savious quickly followed him across into the forbidden castle. Savious had never been inside, and truthfully this was closer than he had ever been before. As he walked up and under the great arch leading inside Savious looked up at the stonework and wondered how and who built it.

Once inside Sergeant Dirne turned to the left and started to head down a hallway. Savious looked around a noticed the floors were made of stone cut very smooth and laid together extremely tight. The walls were also made of stone, with a large stone arch above. There were wooded beams and supports in a few places, but you could tell the bulk of the structure was built from stone.

Sergeant Dirne turned another corner and started to head up some stairs. Reaching the top, he opened a door and stepped through. As Savious followed he finally saw what it was like to live as a noble. They entered a vast room fully fifty feet across and one hundred feet long. Large stone columns rose from the floor into arches across the ceiling holding everything up. Thick rugs were laid out across the floor so that one didn’t have to walk on the cold stone. Fire places every twenty feet lined the long walls. On the far side of the room there was a large stained glass mural of a soldier holding a blood stained sword, and naked women at his feet. Under the stained glass there was a small platform with a fancy chair.

And women, lots of women were there. Naked women chained to the pillars, women in cages, women bound to each other, women walking around doing things, women cooking on the fires. Some were naked others were wearing something that sorta looked like a dress. It was a dress of course, except it had a slit running up the front left leg; from the hem to the waist line. From there it turned into something like a corset which stopped just under their breasts. After that things changed slightly. Some had chains running up to collars, others had cloth or straps of leather, but none covered a single tit. Every single woman in the room had her breasts exposed. It of course was the same outfit that Savious had seen before, except they always wore a long blouse as well when they were in public to cover their wonderful breasts. It didn’t take long for Savious to realize he was looking at the infamous slaves.

Savious’s jaw would have falling all the way to the ground, except his dick sprang up so fast that it blocked the fall.

Sergeant Dirne looked over at Savious “I had the same reaction, but you need to pull yourself together.” He said.

“Yes Sir.” Savious mumbled back.

Sergeant Dirne signaled a man standing nearby over, whispered something in his ear and then looked back at Savious. “This is Man at Arms Avaya, he’ll take care of you from here.” He told Savious.

“Yes Sir.”

“Son follow me and try to act as if nothing else is going on.” The Man at Arms told Savious.

“Yes Sir.” Savious replied.

As Savious followed the Man at arms down the big room, he looked over at one of the columns. A nude slave girl’s arms were shackled to a ring over her head stretching them up tight. She also had shackles on her ankles, and chains pulled her legs wide apart. There was another woman, dressed in black leather straps crisscrossing back and forth; running all over her body, yet somehow her nipples and pussy were still exposed. The woman in leather was leaning in next to the shackled slave girl, she appeared to be whispering something in her ear, but in her other hand she had a whip, but she wasn’t holding it right.

As Savious walked closer to the two women he noticed that the one dressed in leather had the handle of the whip shoved up the shackled girls’ pussy. The woman in leather was fucking the shackled girl with the whip handle. In and out she was driving it.

“You like things in your pussy don’t you.” The leather woman said.

“Yes Mistress.” The shackled slave said with a trembling voice.

“Tonight, for punishment, I’m going to give you to first platoon. They have thirty six men in their ranks right now.” The leather bound woman said.

“No Mistress, please don’t, I can’t handle that many.” She pleaded with a slight hint of fear in her voice.

“Oh, you can and you will;” She continued “You are going to get fucked hard and long, one cock after another, after another, and another.”

“I’m sorry Mistress, I’ll never do it again, I promise...” She continued, but Savious was no longer close enough to hear. He desperately wanted to turn around, go back and listen and watch but the Man at Arms was walking and he had to follow. What could a slave do that is so bad to get that as punishment he wondered?

Shortly after words, the Man at Arms reached one of several doors at the far end. Knocking on the door he stepped back and waited.

“Yes,” a voice came from the other side.

“Lord, sorry to bother you, but we have a peasant who wishes to enlist.” The Man at Arms said.

“Really?” The voice said

“Yes Lord.” The Man at Arms said.

Savious heard a chair scooting, a man walking, and then the door opened. There in the door stood a man, who looked his father’s age. Grey hair, small scars on the face, a full bead with some grey in it as well. But besides that he looked to be a very powerful man; standing tall and confident in his uniform. Savious knew this was Lord Roche, of the village Terre. “Well then perhaps I should go to my throne.” Lord Roche said.

Lord Roche walked over and stepped up onto the small platform that had the big luxurious chair centered on it. There were four slave girls on the platform already, two on each side. They appeared to be chained by their collar to a single point on each side of the chair. All four of the slave girls were completely nude. As Lord Roche set down he ran his hand down the back of one of the slaves on the right; “Exhibit.” he commanded. Turning away from Lord Roche she went down on all fours, bowed her head to the floor exposing her pussy directly to Lord Roche.

Looking over at the two on the left he said “Perform” Immediately the two on the left laid down kissing each other while their hands explored the others body. Fingers instantly found wet cunts to penetrate and nipples to caress. Then reaching over to the one remaining slave on the right, he placed his hand behind her neck and said; “Service.” The slave scooted in closer to Lord Roche and began massaging his cock through his uniform.

Reaching down Lord Roche started to rub the pussy of the slave bent over. “Well, Man at Arms, proceed.” He howled.

“Lord, this young man has requested to enlist in the Imperial Army.” The Man at Arms said.

“Young man, what is your name?” Lord Roche asked.

Savious looked up at Lord Roche, he could see the slave bent over rocking back and forth on his hand. Even though he couldn’t see, he was sure that Lord Roche now had a couple of fingers crammed up her cunt, and she was fucking them. “My Lord, I am Savious.” He responded.

“Savious what?”

“Just Savious Lord.”

“Where are you from?” Lord Roche asked.

“I grew up here in Terre, my Lord.” Savious answered; while trying not to watch the two women lying on the floor. One of them had rolled on her back and spread her legs apart, allowing the other to finger her pussy better.

“Is your father a citizen?” Lord Roche asked, as his fingers started to really drive into the slave’s cunt.

“No my Lord, my father is a peasant, a farmer.” Savious said while he watched the slave that had been rubbing Lord Roche’s cock, unbutton his pants pulling his cock out into the air, only to cover it again with her lips.

“Well, you can’t have only one name and serve in the Imperial Army, you could go by Savious Terre, since you were born here. Or you could take your father’s name in addition, the choice is yours.”

“Then I shall go by William Savious, Lord.”

“Very well, William Savious do you have any idea at all, about what it means to serve the Empire, to be a soldier, or a Noble?” Lord Roche pressed on.

Savious could see the slave rocking back and forth, driving her pussy back harder, pushing Lord Roche’s fingers in deeper and deeper. It was obvious that she was nearing an orgasm. Savious could see the other slave’s head bobble up and down slightly while she sucked Lord Roche’s dick. Looking over he could see the slave lying on her back had now taken the others tit in her mouth and was sucking on it. Summoning up all of his courage, he responded. “My Lord, I have grown up a poor farmer, for years I have worked the fields for a few ounces of silver a year, and for years I have watched the pretty women be sold off into slavery so that nobles, like yourself, could enjoy them. Lord I wish to be a Noble, I wish to live in a castle like you enjoying good food, and warm nights. I want to command men in battle, become wealthy and powerful. And I hope that some day, I can watch two women making love while I have a beautiful slave fucking my fingers and sucking my dick whenever I want.”

“Now that is probably the most honest reason yet that I have ever heard to join the Army. I’ll warn you however;” Lord Roche said as the slave fucking his fingers exploded in a scream of ecstasy and slid off his hand to the floor. “That all of this enjoyment comes with a price, you can not simply take the position of Lord with all of it’s enjoyment without paying the price in responsibility. William Savious, if you still wish to serve you must swear to protect the innocent, defend the citizens of the Empire, uphold and enforce the codes of the confederacy.” Lord Roche said.

“I do my lord.” Savious said.

Two days later the train came to a stop; Savious knew they had arrived at Camp Fury. Looking back over the past couple of days, it was hard for Savious to imagine that so much happened over such a short period of time. After Lord Roche swore him in, the Man at Arms put him on the first train out with Sergeant Dirne. Evidently Sergeant Dirne was to ensure that Savious made it to the induction center. The best Savious could figure, was that everyone who enlisted went to the induction center then from there they went to their training location.

A large man who looked like he never had a happy day in his life boarded the train and looked down the car. In a loud booming voice he yelled “YOU HAVE TEN SECONDS TO GET OFF MY TRAIN, NINE, EIGHT, SEVEN...” by then everyone realized they needed to get moving. Hurriedly everyone started to grab their stuff and head for a door. “FIVE, FOUR...” The man continued, Savious looked forward, six people were in front of him, there was absolutely no way he was going to make it. Reaching over he opened a window threw his stuff out and dove through.

“ONE!” The voice boomed behind him as he flew through the air to land on the ground with a thud. “WHO THE FUCK JUST DIVED OUT THE WINDOW!” Savious heard as he stood up. Looking over he saw the large man walking straight towards him.

“I did, Sir.” Savious said, feeling reassured in saying sir instead of lord since he was wearing the same rank as Sergeant Dirne did.

“AND JUST WHY DID YOU DIVE OUT OF MY WINDOW!”

“Because I was told to exit your train in 10 seconds sir, and I didn’t want to fail.” Savious said.

“Good, now everyone else, you have 10 seconds to get back on my train. TEN, NINE, EIGHT...” Savious watched as the remainder of the group tried to board, exit, board, exit, board and exit again, before they finally made it. On the last trip, several people dove out the window.

“Everyone line up, I want four rows of soldiers, one arms length apart. Good, now I am Drill Sergeant Richards; for the next six months I will be teaching you how to be an Infantryman. Our commander is Knight Remos, he is a Lord. Now for you numb nuts that don’t know rank, a Squire commands a Platoon, a Knight commands a Company, a Baron commands a Battalion, a Count commands a Regiment, and a Duke commands a Legion. Dukes answer to the Emperor. You are Warriors, you will fight, the smallest unit is a team, teams are three warriors and a team leader. A Corporal will be the team leader, and he commands team, 3 teams make a squad, Sergeants command squads, and three squads make a platoon. 3 Platoons make a company, get the picture.”

“Um, I have a question” a voice from the back said.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP, First off, YOU address any and all NCO’s, that’s Non Commissioned Officer’s, as SIR. Corporals, Sergeants, and Men at Arms are NCO’s.” Drill Sergeant Richards yelled. “Now, it is my job to teach you how to fight, and how to act like soldiers. While you stay here, I will be your platoon squire, but you do not address me as Lord. You will elect your sergeants. It will be Knight Remos’s job to teach you why we fight. I will get you at 0400 hours in the morning, then Knight Remos will get you from 0900 hours until 1300 hours, every day. Then you belong to me again until I get tired.”

“First thing first, we need a place to live. So everyone let us start building a barracks.”

Savious was beginning to think he made a very huge mistake. It took them three days to build their barracks. On the second night it rained something fierce, and being that winter was setting in, it wasn’t a warm rain, it was cold. After sleeping in that everyone seemed a bit more motivated to finish the next day.

Training, was training, they learned about rifles how to shoot rifles, how to clean rifles, how to fight with a rifle when it doesn’t have ammunition. They learned about formations, how to stand in formation, how to fight in formation, how to travel in formation. Ambushes, traveling over watch, sitting over watch, traveling under watch, bounding, cover, concealment, rally points, assembly areas, avenues of approach, grazing fire, suppressive fire and on and on and on. Savious had no idea that being an Infantryman was so complicated. One good thing, Savious finally found out that the songs he heard the soldiers’ singing wasn’t songs, but cadence. Soldiers sing cadence to make sure they stay in step. But it was still fun.

The thing Savious really liked the most though was their four hour block of instruction with Knight Remos. As time went on, Savious began to understand more and more of how Namor worked.

“Lord Remos,” a recruit asked one day in class “how can a civilization that teaches and practices freedom condone slavery?”

“What do you mean by that recruit?”

“Well, citizens and nobles have the right to bear arms, everyone has the right of religion, freedom of the press, right to trial by jury, and such. We practice democracy, we elect our corporals, the corporals elect their sergeants. Squires and knights are appointed and then confirmed, but then knights elect their barons. Even the emperor is elected by the dukes. We have the Senate to represent the citizens, and they are elected. Namor is a great country, things are fair, and we are free to do anything we want; but we have slaves. That just doesn’t make since.” Said the recruit

“Recruit that is a very good, if not long winded question. So let me ask all of you this. Does anyone know how Namor started to practice slavery?” Lord Remos paused for a while, then after no one answered; “No, well then I guess we need to change our class today to history. You see, before the time of chaos, man was very advanced technologically. Mankind had machines that flew in the air, vehicles that traveled hundreds of miles an hour, communication equipment that allowed a people to talk as if they were standing next to each other, even though they were separated by the ocean.”

“What happened Lord?” another recruit asked.

“The governments forgot who they serve. Governments exist to serve the citizens, and only the citizens. Our purpose is to protect the Empire, and the citizens. Everything we do is for that purpose. We enforce laws, laws that protect the citizens; we defend the boarders from enemies who wish to harm our citizens. That is why we are elected by our subordinates instead of appointed by our superiors.”

“The prior government forgot that lesson, they became more and more oppressive and eventually the people rebelled. After the rebellion the entire world ended up in a state of anarchy, a total absence of government. Any person could do anything, without fear of punishment. Of course, if you did something that pissed off someone who was bigger than you, then you would most likely get killed for it, but they wouldn’t be punished either.”

“Lord, how could a rebellion cause the whole world to collapse?” Another recruit asked.

“Well, the biggest reason was the money. You see today we use gold and silver for our currency right. Well, then they didn’t, they had what is called a fiat system. They printed money on paper and said it was valuable. As long as the governments stayed in tack it was because the government said it was. But when the governments collapsed the value of the money also collapsed, people who were wealthy found themselves desolate.”

“After many years without any structure the world descended into a dark age. Technology was lost; the knowledge of how things worked was lost. To make matters worse, certain natural resources needed were near depletion. Which in turn prevented us from even rediscovering how something was done. Then along came Jonathan Ardus, the first Emperor. Emperor Ardus was taught by his grandfather; who was a soldier from the old times, and he was also a philosopher and historian. Armed with the knowledge from his grandfather’s teachings, he knew things others didn’t. Emperor Ardus managed to collect together enough men and created a small army; sure it was less than a battalion by our standards today, but having that many men working together then was quite an accomplishment. With his Army Emperor Ardus managed to carve out a small section of land next to the Mississippi River for his soldiers and their families to live in.”

“Everything was fine, until word got out about a safe haven, and then all of a sudden people from all over wanted to immigrate in. Namor, wasn’t large enough to support everyone, and the empire had to expand in both land and military. Then as the empire expanded, a crime problem arose. The empire wasn’t large enough, and it wasn’t generating enough money to support a police force dedicated solely to fighting crime. So he used the soldiers to protect the empire, by catching the criminals. Once the criminals were caught and tried, they had to be punished. Once again Emperor Ardus didn’t have enough manpower to have someone dedicated exclusively to their punishment. So the criminals were assigned to people he trusted, the officers in the Army. The officers were instructed to work the criminals harder than they had ever been worked before; and punitive slavery was born. As the empire grew, the officer’s had to be appointed over other officers, using a bit of history Emperor Ardus resurrected the titles of nobility; knight, Baron, count, duke, and Emperor. ”

“OK, my Lord, but then how did we get the other slaves?” The original recruit asked.

“Well, that too was simple. One day at a trial that Emperor Ardus was holding a woman came before him for stealing something insignificant. She confessed to the crime right away, so it was a simple matter of sentencing her. But Emperor Ardus had never had a woman commit a crime before, and quite truthfully he hadn’t even thought about it. But as he looked at her he could tell that she was poor and hungry. Emperor Ardus asked to see her in private, and once she entered his private chambers she dropped to her knees and begged him to be forgiving, that she would do any task that he commanded, ANY task. Emperor Ardus immediately saw a problem. Can anyone tell me what it was?”

After a minute or so, Savious raised his hand; “Lord.”

“Go ahead Savious, what do you think.”

“Well Lord, it is obvious that she was willing to perform sexually for the Emperor. And since she was poor, hungry and confessed; she probably committed the crime solely to get caught. I would imagine that a slave would still be clothed and feed, and if one wasn’t clothed and feed they would commit a crime to obtain those essentials.”

“Absolutely correct Savious, that was one of the problems before the time of chaos. People who had no way to support themselves or people who couldn’t figure out a way to support themselves would commit crimes so the state would take care of them. Savious see me after class.” Knight Remos said.

This puzzled Savious, because in the four months of training so far no one had been asked to stay after class.

“Emperor Ardus realized also that this woman committed a crime only to obtain food, clothing, and shelter.” Knight Remos continued. “So Emperor Ardus imposed a new decree in the Articles of Confederation, the slave codes. Under the slave codes, any person who is convicted of a crime shall be sentenced to a term of slavery, the term of slavery shall start from the moment of auction with the proceeds from the auction going to the injured party. This way, the criminal is punished, the victim gets some retribution, and it costs the government nothing. Further under the slave codes, any person may volunteer to be auctioned as a gratis slave; no permanent injury may be committed against a gratis slave, and the proceeds from the auction go to whomever the gratis slave wishes. So now our system practices and teaches freedom; but we have slaves.”

“Lord, if slaves volunteer, then why can only nobles own them?”

“Well, it’s more or less a reward. Initially there weren’t enough slaves, but as time went on more and more volunteered. As more volunteered it became more socially acceptable, so you had more volunteer. Now since we have been practicing it for quite some time it is very acceptable. I’d be willing to wager that at least half of your mothers were slaves at one time, and no one thinks ill of them because so many do it. Some woman have even made careers out of being a slave, selling themselves over and over until they are rich themselves. I’ve heard of a slave being sold to a duke once for several hundred pounds of gold. But never the less there still isn’t enough for every citizen to own slaves.”

“Lord, why peasants?” Yet another recruit asked.

“Well, for starters Emperor Ardus needed a way to encourage people to join the Army. Later it was kept because there are two basic kinds of people those that are willing to do for themselves and those who need help. Peasants need help, if any person is willing to step out on their own they need only join and serve one term, six years, for citizenship.”

After class Savious approached Knight Remos, “Lord, you requested my presence.”

“Yes Savious, you seem like a very bright young man; I was wondering why did you join the army?” Knight Remos asked.

“Lord, I wish to be a noble.” Savious responded.

“I see, Drill Sergeant Richards seems to think that you would make an excellent noble. And I think you would too. It is my understanding that your Squad has already elected you as their Sergeant.” Knight Remos said.

“Yes Lord.” Savious said.

“Savious this is my last cycle as a training commander. After your class graduates I’ll be transferred to a new post. I’m hoping that I’ll be elected Baron shortly there after. It is a remote post that is difficult to fill, and therefore promotions are fast. I’m sure an intelligent young warrior like you would be elected sergeant in no time. Once you become a sergeant I could appoint you to squire. Interested?”

“Yes Lord Remos, very interested.”

“Good, with bright squires working for me, I’m sure to move up. I’ll mentor you and make a fine noble of you. We’ll begin your noble training this weekend.”

“Lord, we were scheduled for a pass this weekend.”

“Well, if you rather spend the weekend playing poker with your squad...”

“NO! I mean Lord, no I’d be happy to begin training.”

“Don’t worry Savious, you’ll need the pass anyway to recoup.” Knight Remos said with a peculiar smile. “Now get going, I think Sergeant Richards is planning on a road march this afternoon.”

For the rest of the week, Savious was unsure about the upcoming weekend. On one aspect, just what kind of training does a noble need? And why would he need time to recoup? Granted nobles were all in great shape, but so was Savious, so once again why would he need time to recoup. And what was with that odd grin, it was almost spooky, as if Lord Remos knew of some great pain that he would experience.

Never the less, first thing Saturday morning Savious awoke, went to the mess hall ate his breakfast and walked over to the castle. Granted, it wasn’t much of a castle, but a noble’s residence was always referred to as the castle, no matter what it looked like. Walking up to Lord Remos’s private door, Savious knocked.

“Who is it?” Savious heard Lord Remos say.

“It is I Lord, Savious.”

“Enter.”

Anastasias Journey

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.

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.

Training of a Different Sort

Training of a Different Sort

Summoning all of his courage, Savious reached down and grabbed the door handle. Pulling it back he opened the door and stepped into Lord Remos’s castle.

“I am reporting as ordered, Lord.” Savious quickly said as he looked around and observed the room. It was of fair size, he entered on the left and there was a dinning table large enough for eight men to his right. Further in on the right, there were half a dozen chairs arranged in a semicircle around a fireplace. They were nice, but not as nice as Lord Roche’s chair. On the left directly in front of him was a large four poster bed with a canopy draped over it.

“Yes you are, I just hadn’t realized it was this early yet. I guess my body is more used to sleeping in on Saturday than I expected.” Knight Remos said as he stood up from his bed totally nude.

Savious could see the bulging muscles on Lord Remos’s body; he was in extremely good shape. Savious could also see that there were two women still in bed. A red head stirred slightly and looked up at her Lord, Knight Remos.

“Can I get you something my Lord?” She asked.

“No I’m fine Scarlet. You may go back to sleep for now.” Remos said as he pulled on his thick leather pants.

“Thank you my Lord.” Scarlet said as she lay back down and snuggled into a blond who was also in the bed.

“It’s quite alright.” Remos said as he attached the steel shoulder plates to his leather vest.

“Savious, now that I’m dressed shall we go outside.” Remos said while taking a few biscuits off the table and eating them quickly.

“Of course Lord.” Replied Savious.

“Then you lead the way.” Remos said as he picked up two swords.

Stepping outside, Savious turned to face Knight Remos as he followed him out chewing on the bread. Remos stepped out, finishing his last biscuit and flipped one of the swords into the air then catching it by the blade. Thrusting the pommel forward he offered the handle to Savious.

“Take it.” Remos said.

Reaching forward Savious closed his hand around the sword handle. A sword, the mark of a noble, Savious held the sword in his hand feeling its weight. Soldiers carry rifles, nobles carry swords.

“Thank you Lord.” Savious said.

“Swords are personal Savious, if you kill a man with a sword you see the death in his eyes. Nobles carry swords as a symbol, a symbol of our responsibility and authority. And if you are going to carry a sword you have to learn to use it. Shall we begin?”

Remos and Savious walked to the training field and trained all morning with the swords, swinging them around and blocking each other’s blows. Savious was amazed at how heavy the sword was after a while. It didn’t seem that heavy at first but as time went on, Savious began to understand why Knight Remos had such defined shoulders and arms.

“You’re wearing out aren’t you?” Remos asked.

“Yes Lord, my arms feel like they’re on fire.” Replied Savious.

“Well, I was planning on going for another half an hour, but I guess we can break for lunch early.” Remos said as they started to head back.

“Savious, learning to swing a sword is only a small portion of learning how to be a noble.” Knight Remos said. “In order to be a good noble you’ll have to learn much more.”

“Like what?” asked Savious.

“Well, you’ll need to learn battlefield tactics. That’s the main reason why a squire is put in charge of a platoon. Most of our fighting techniques are based on company and up elements. Platoons make up the company but the Knight develops the plan not the squire. Once you become a squire you’ll learn more. And you already have a good idea of most of them from just being in the Infantry.”

“I have learned so much. To tell you the truth Lord, I had no idea that being in the Army meant knowing so much.” Said Savious.

“Most peasants don’t. In fact most peasants think that nobles just sit around having sex with slaves and get fat.” Replied Remos.

“My father did.”

“And now you are beginning to see that there is much more to being a noble.”

“Yes Lord Remos. Tell me, what else am I going to learn today?” asked Savious as they approached the Knights castle.

“Well, I figured after lunch we would go over accounting; why?” asked Remos.

“Just curious Lord.” Savious paused. “Lord, what is accounting?”

“Accounting is the way Nobles keep track of their money. You see the Empire pays every warrior one ounce of gold a month. The warrior’s nobles are responsible for keeping track of that money.” Remos said as he opened the door to his castle.

“I see.” Said Savious as he followed the Knight through the door. “So accounting is math, you add and subtract the amount of money in your possession.”

“Yes, hold on.” Remos paused then he turned and yelled “Barbra.” Turning back to Savious “But you have more than just the warriors pay to worry about. Nobles are expected to provide for themselves, they draw no pay. Therefore they are expected to create some form of business.” Remos stopped as a slightly pudgy, large breasted brunette came walking up wearing a long dress.

Stepping up in front of Remos she bowed her head with her arms to her front and said. “Yes my Lord, you called.”

“Barbra, I need you to make us lunch, something quick and not too heavy.” Remos commanded.

“Yes my Lord.” Barbra said, then turned and walked back out the door.

Motioning to Savious to take a seat on one of the chairs next to the fireplace Remos continued. “Now where was I, oh yes business. You see Nobles have to make money, the empire depends on it. So when you become a Knight, you’ll have to come up with some form of business. Then you need to know accounting so that you can keep track of your profits.” Remos finished saying as he threw some wood on the fire, then sitting down.

“Lord, what business are you in here?” Savious asked.

“Making soldiers, not very profitable I tell you. But when the Duke asked me to take this position, I agreed on the condition that I get to choose my next assignment.”

“And you’re choosing a remote post Lord?” asked Savious.

“Yes, and that is the beauty of it. You see, the post I’m applying for is in the west on the boarder of Democrus. Lately Democrus has been threatening war with us, since they don’t like slaves or us making money. They believe that everyone should work just to work then everyone should share everything equally.” Remos said.

“That’s screwed up.” Savious shot right back. “After you explained how slavery started it makes perfect since. And why shouldn’t one be allowed to make money. Even when I farmed with my father Lord Roche only demanded a certain portion of our crops. The rest we sold for ourselves.”

“Exactly, you see they threaten our way of life. And therefore I expect the Empire to increase it’s strength on that boarder. Currently there is one Duchy with four Counties under it. Most of those Counties have at least four Baronies and some have five. The Emperor can’t expand it much more without creating a whole new Duchy, and when that happens almost everyone will move up a grade.”

“Hold on Lord Remos, you said five Baronies in a County. I thought three made a County.” Asked Savious.

“Three does, but it’s you can’t have less than three. And if you reach six then you have to split it apart into two. So if you have a County with five Baronies and the Empire decides to add another Barony; they’ll split it into two Counties. Therefore one of the Barons will be elected to be the new Count, and two of the Knights will find themselves Barons. Not to mention that it is quite possible for the Duchy to split, in so doing creating even more posts.”

“I see.” Said Savious “Being on the western boarder is the place to be if you want to move up in rank. But what kind of business are you going to endeavor in?”

“Once again, the western board is great for individual wealth. You see we are going to the Sawatch Barony, named so because it lies in the Sawatch Mountains. In addition, those mountains contain vast amounts of gold and silver. We won’t have to make money; we’ll just dig it out of the ground.”

“So minus the impending war, the western boarder sounds great.” Savious said as Barbra returned with a large platter that had sandwiches, fried potatoes and glasses on it.

Barbra walked around between the two men and the fire place and knelt down while balancing the platter. “Your lunch, my Lord.” Cooed softly from her mouth. She was an older slave, and didn’t have that youthful skin; Savious judged her to be close to thirty years old, yet something about her still made Savious’s dick spring to life.

“Thank you Barbra.” Remos said as he reached over and took a sandwich from the platter.

Savious reached over and grabbed a sandwich too; taking a bite he tasted a summer sausage and cheese with some lettuce and tomato. Taking a sip from one of the glasses he discovered it was filled with apple juice. “A very nice lunch Lord Remos.”

“Thank you, Barbra may not be as youthful as my other slaves, but she’s the best cook I’ve ever meet. That and she’s damn fun in bed.” Remos said with a chuckle.

After lunch Remos and Savious cleared the dinning table and sat down. Pulling out paper and quill Remos quickly started going over the finer points of bookkeeping. A line for deductions, and line for additions. Different types of expenses a Lord has to consider. Soldiers need food, clothing, ammunition, boots, knives, sleeping rolls, bunks, blankets, it was almost like Infantry training all over. The number of things a Lord was expected to keep track of was extraordinary.

Then Remos started covering peasants. Peasants had to be cared for too. A Noble was expected to ensure that the peasants had enough food, clothing, and shelter. They had to ensure that they were gainfully employed. Then one also had to take into account that if their peasants were doing good, other peasants would move in too.

“You know Lord Remos, my father once told me that life as a peasant was much simpler. I don’t think he knew just how simple it was.”

“Probably not, most peasants have no idea what their Lords do for them.”

“Ok, Lord Roche demanded half of our crops for our maintenance. I’m figuring that he sold those crops for his money. But if my father was a citizen then he would have kept all of the crops.”

“And Lord Roche would have been happier if your father was a citizen. Lord Roche had to provide you with the grain to plant, the horses to till the field, the house you lived in, and many other things that I don’t know.”

“Right, but if everyone was a citizen how would he make any money?” Savious asked.

“Simple, Lord Roche took half of your crops as maintenance. What did you do with the rest?”

“Well some we kept to eat, but we sold most of it. Generally at half an ounce of silver per bushel.”

“And who did you sell it to?” Remos asked.

“Lord Roche.”

“And then Lord Roche would sell it at a profit to people in the empire. You see, if your father was a citizen, Lord Roche wouldn’t have had to worry about providing for him; but he would still be able to profit from his work.”

“Right, and here all the time I thought he was just an asshole.”

“Actually taking half was pretty generous of him. I know in other farming communities most nobles demand a certain portion, like sixty bushels per acre a year.”

“That’s screwed, what happens if you have a bad year?” Savious asked.

“Well you’d owe the noble a debt, hopefully next year would be better and you would be able to pay off that debt.”

“I’m glad Lord Roche only wanted half.” Savious said.

The afternoon lesson continued with Savious and Remos discussing responsibilities and obligations of a noble. As night approached Barbra brought dinner out to be served and begrudgingly, Remos agreed that it was dinnertime. Savious now knew though, that the Nobles deserved the right to own slaves.

Dinner was nice, it was a roast of some kind with boiled potatoes, green beans, corn, and carrots. There was fresh bread to go with it, and instead of apple juice Savious had his first taste of wine. It was a delicious drink that quenched the thirst and warmed the soul. Barbra lit additional lamps and candles to light the room as they ate.

“So Lord Remos, the Knights have a business to support them, but how come the Baron’s have so much more?” Savious asked while eating.

“Simple, the Baron’s collect a portion from their Knights, just as the Knights collect from the peasants. A Baron can’t collect too much or he’ll be removed from office, since the Knights elected him in the first place. Then Baron’s also have their own business. And generally speaking a Baron’s business is more profitable than a Knights.”

“Right,” Savious said; “so in Lord Roche’s case. He collects several thousand bushels of corn; let’s say five thousand. He then pays half an ounce of silver for another four thousand. Thus he has nine thousand bushels of corn. He then turns around a sells the corn for an ounce of silver per bushel, giving him nine thousand ounces of silver.”

“You got it Savious, and then at one pound of silver equaling one ounce of gold. He would then have...” Remos trailed off while doing some quick calculations on the tablecloth. “five hundred sixty two ounce of gold, which would be thirty five pounds.”

“Thirty five pounds of gold.” Savious said in amazement.

“Well, he probably collected much more than nine thousand bushels of corn. After all thirty five pounds of gold isn’t nothing to dismiss; but it happens to be what I paid for Barbra.”

“Really?” Savious asked.

“Yea, Slaves aren’t cheep.”

After dinner Knight Remos and Savious took up seats next to the fire. Barbra lit more candles radiating a warm yellow light across the room. Remos put some more wood on the fire, bringing the temperature in the room to slightly warmer than comfortable. Savious removed his shirt as he warmed up.

“You’ll be thankful for that heat here shortly. Remos said.

“Why’s that lord?” Savious asked.

“Because we are about to start your final lesson for today.” Remos said.

“My final lesson Lord?” Savious said inquisitively.

“Yes.” Remos said softly then bellowing “Shelia, Amber, Scarlet!”

Immediately three women came running into the room. All three were dressed identically in a sheer blue translucent cloth. Starting at their collar two pieces of the cloth came down towards each breast, once reaching the breast it split in two wrapping itself around each side leaving their tits exposed. After the cloth passed below the breasts, it flowed into a dress that stretched clear down to their ankles. A thin belt wrapped around their waists, and was tied into a bow in front. There were two slits in the dresses that ran all the way from the bottom edge to slightly above the ladies waists; right up the front of their legs. This caused the middle section of the dress to be no more than eight inches wide.

All three ran to Knight Remos and kneeled on the floor. Once on the floor they all tucked their legs up under their buttocks and placed their hands directly in front on the floor. Bowing their heads down Savious could see their tits dangling under them. In unison they all then said: “Yes, my Lord.”

“Savious, this is Amber.” Remos said while pointing at the blond. “This is Scarlet.” He continued while pointing at the red head Savious saw this morning. “And this is Shelia.” Remos finished while pointing at the final slave with hair as dark as coal.

Savious noted that Amber had the biggest breasts, but Scarlet’s and Shelia’s were nothing to complain about. They were round and smooth looking, with bright red nipples glaring out. All three stood fairly tall maybe five foot eight, except Scarlet was a tad shorter.

“Pick one.” Remos said while looking at Savious.

“Pick one Lord?” Savious said unsure of what Lord Remos was saying.

“Yes, pick one for us to fuck. A Noble must also know how to enjoy slaves. After all it is one, if not the only, reward we have.”

Looking at the three, Savious didn’t know which one. He’d been happy to have any one of the three. Finally he chose by merely pointing at Shelia.

“Amber, Scarlet go and amuse yourselves on the bed.” Remos commanded. “Shelia, suck Savious.”

“Yes my Lord.” Shelia said as Amber and Scarlet jumped up and ran over to the bed. Shelia shuffled herself over until she was directly in front of Savious. Reaching up with her hands she unfastened his belt and unbuttoned the fly. Then with a sharp pull she pulled his pants down, continuing to work them down further and further until Savious’s pants were around his ankles. Tossing the pants to the side, Shelia scooted in even closer placing her directly in between his legs.

Leaning forward Shelia took Savious’s now hard cock in her mouth and started to slowly suck it; running her lips up and down his cock.

“You see Savious, a slave is bound by their contract to do what ever you tell them. If they fail to do what you wish, then you must punish them for their failure.” Remos said as he stepped out of his cloths.

“I said suck him!” Remos said sternly followed by his hand slapping Shelia’s ass firmly.

A sharp cracking sound echoed through the room and Shelia quickened her pace going faster. Remos slapped her ass again with the palm of his hand; and Shelia accelerated her pace again with the second strike.

“Blow him!” Remos shouted. “Make him cum now.” The Knight commanded as he continued to spank her ass over and over. Shelia started to suck for all of her worth; faster and faster she went until a few moments later when her mouth was instantaneously filled with the white sticky liquid. Shelia swallowed it as best she could, but with Savious being a young man who hadn’t had sex for nearly four months, he delivered quite a load.

Hearing Savious moan in pleasure as he released, Remos stopped spanking Shelia. “Good girl, now hold him and gently massage his cock with your tongue.” Remos commanded.

“Thank you Lord Remos.” Savious said with a hint of exhaustion in his voice.

“No problem boy. But we are just getting started. She’ll continue to suck you gently until you’re ready to get moving again.” Remos said.

“Ummhhhmmmm.” Shelia moaned with Savious’s cock in her mouth.

“I believe she wants to say something; Shelia, you may speak.”

Shelia slid her lips off of Savious’s cock with a slurping sound. “Lord, your slave believes that your guest is already ready.”

“She is correct Lord Remos.” Savious confirmed.

“Ok then I guess you have more stamina than I thought; Shelia, Savious is your Lord until I say otherwise.” Remos said, then turning back to Savious. “Now tell me, what would you like to do to Shelia?”

“Well, I would like to fuck her.” Responded Savious.

“Really, fuck her how? Do you want her to lie on her back so you can do it missionary style. Or perhaps you’d prefer her on all fours so that you could fuck her doggy style. She is yours to control, tell her what you want.” Remos instructed.

“Shelia.” Savious said while looking down at her.

Shelia rocked back into the kneeling position and said. “Yes, Lord Savious.”

Savious liked the way she said Lord, it was comforting and gave him a sense of power. “Shelia lay on your back.” Savious said.

Shelia flipped over onto her back and laid back.

“Is that how you want her?” Remos asked Savious.

“Not exactly.” Savious replied.

“Then spank her for not complying with your order. Spank her and put her the way you want.”

Shelia’s eyes went wide open with Remos’s remark. Immediately she parted her legs further trying to please her Lord. But it was too late, Savious was a quick learner and he had already caught on. Grabbing one of her ankles he pulled her leg up and over rotating her ass further into the air. Once again the sound of flesh being struck filled the air as Savious’s hand smacked the tender skin just under her pussy. Shelia quickly grabbed for her other ankle trying to pull it back like Savious had the one. But Savious struck her ass again and again, brining a light pink color to her rump.

As Savious continued to swat Shelia’s ass, he could see her pussy lips spread slightly with each blow. A thin white cream started to ooze from her cunt, dribbling over the edge and down her ass checks. Pulling himself behind her Savious took hold of her other ankle and pushed them both back towards her head. Lowering his cock to her pussy, Savious quickly drove it deep into her hungry cunt.

“Grab your thighs.” Savious commanded.

“My Lord, you can’t spank me when you fucking me.” Shelia said defiantly, leaving her hands on the ground.

Savious quickly looked over at Remos for suggestions, because as much as he hated to admit it, she was right. Remos made a swatting motion at his chest that keyed Savious on what to do.

Reaching down with a hand Savious slapped Shelia on the tit. Once Shelia felt the sting on her tender tit flesh, she quickly reached up and grabbed both thighs behind the kneecap. Reaching down Savious grabbed Shelia’s ass and pulled it further up allowing him to drive his dick in even further and harder.

Fucking her harder and faster Savious pounded Shelia’s pussy for all he was worth; the sound of flesh slapping flesh filled the room. Then Savious started to feel a familiar churning feeling in his nuts that told him he was getting close to cumming.

Savious stopped fucking Shelia at once and pulled his cock out of her dripping pussy. Pussy juice trickled down the crack of her ass and pooled on her dress. Reaching down Savious grabbed Shelia by the collar and pulled her up and over to her hands and knees. Taking a page from Remos he looked at Shelia and commanded: “Suck him.” and tugged on her collar towards Knight Remos.

Shelia walked over to Remos on her hands and knees, as Remos lay back in his chair. Crawling up she took his cock in her mouth and started sucking on it gently. Her lips glided easily up and down the length of his shaft as her head bobbed up and down.

Savious grabbed his chair and scooted it in next to Remos and Shelia. Looking down he had a clear view of Shelia as she continued sucking Remos’s cock.

“Suck me.” Savious commanded.

Shelia slid her mouth off of Remos’s dick and turned to face Savious, with a small shuffle she placed herself in between his legs and started sucking. Savious felt her lips wrap tightly around his cock, then slid down its span until they reached the bottom. She continued sucking on it, going up and down until Savious once again commanded her to return to Remos.

Back and forth Shelia went, sucking Savious then Remos. It was easy to see that she was getting tired, as she would change from one to the other. But never the less, as soon as Savious commanded she would switch out. Savious was beginning to enjoy the way she looked, with her lips glistening in the candlelight, wet with her own saliva. But it couldn’t last forever, Savious new he had to change the tone.

“Stop.” Savious commanded

Shelia leaned back into the kneeling position. “Yes, my Lord.” She whispered softly as the corners of her mouth shined with her saliva.

“Suck me again.” Savious commanded as he sat down on the floor.

Crawling forward on all fours Shelia lowered her tired lips to Savious’s cock and dutifully started to suck him again.

“Lord Remos, it appears her pussy is free for your pleasure.” Savious said.

“Indeed it is Savious.” Remos replied while positioning himself behind Shelia. Quickly Remos lifted her dress and started fucking her doggy style.

Shelia continued rocking back and forth, sliding up Savious’s cock with her lips, and down Remo’s shaft with her pussy; only to reverse the process when she reached the end.

Reaching up Savious grabbed Shelia’s collar and started pulling and pushing to set her pace. Back and forth she ran up his cock and down, while Remos’s dick drove in and out of her cunt.

“Make him cum, make Lord Remos cum in your pussy.” Savious commanded.

“Releasing Savious’s cock from her mouth for a second she gasped. “I’m trying my Lord.”

“Try harder.” Savious said as he smacked her tit.

“Yes my Lord.” Shelia responded, and then retook Savious’s cock in her mouth as she quickened her pace.

Looking up Savious could see by the expression on Lord Remos’s face that he couldn’t last much longer. And an idea came into his head.

“Make Lord Remos cum by the time I count to ten, or you will be punished severely. One.” Savious started to count.

Shelia started to buck back harder and faster yet, Savious had never even heard of someone fucking this hard, but she was trying as he continued to count.

“Ten” Savious shouted. Taking her by the collar Savious pulled Shelia off of Remos’s dick and up on a chair. Shelia started to turn and sit down, but a quick swat on her ass stopped that. Turning around Shelia kneeled on the chair with her head facing down over the back and her ass pointing out.

Savious grabbed her dress and flipped it over exposing Shelia’s tender ass. Looking down Savious could see the two folds of her pussy peaking out from between her legs.

“You’re a disobedient slave aren’t you.” Savious said spanking her ass again.

“Yes my Lord.” Shelia said.

“You’re probably a dirty slave too. Aren’t you.” Savious went on spanking her ass again.

“Yes my Lord.”

“Tell me, tell me just how disobedient and filthy you are.” Savious said spanking her again slightly lower hitting her snatch too.

“I’m a filthy slave, my Lord. I enjoy sex to much, I enjoy it so much that I get into trouble so that I may be fucked more. I want to fuck constantly my Lord, I love sucking cock, I’m a cum slut, and I like getting fucked in the ass.” Shelia went on with Savious spanking her in between each statement. With each strike Shelia rocked forward a little. Savious could see her pussy spreading more and more with each strike, and it glistened with her cunt juice.

“So you want cock.” Savious said spanking her again, this time squarely on her pussy spreading it even further apart.

“Yes my Lord, please give your slave some cock.” Shelia pleaded.

“And this time you’ll make the cock cum.” Savious said.

“Yes my Lord, your dirty cum slut of a slave will make her masters cock cum.”

Stepping behind Shelia, Savious took a hold of his dick and lined it up with her pussy. With a deep powerful thrust he rammed it’s entire length straight in to the depths of her cunt. Shelia swayed forward from the power of the thrust, driving her tits into the back of the chair.

Remos looked at Savious, “It appears that you know what your doing Savious.”

“I think I’m catching on Lord Remos.” Savious replied while continuing to fuck Shelia.

“In that case, I’ll leave you two alone and join Amber and Scarlet.” Remos said while walking off towards the bed.

“Fuck me.” Savious commanded while looking down at Shelia.

Quickly Shelia drove her pussy back to accept all of Savious’s cock in her cunt. Faster and faster she bucked. Savious liked the sound of her round ass hitting his pelvic bone, and looking down he could see the winking eye of her ass.

Reaching under Savious greased up a couple of fingers with her cunt juice and brought them back around top. Nudging his middle finger against her ass he gently pushed it into her other hole. Shelia instantaneously jerked her ass up in the air a bit further driving his finger in deeper.

“AAAAHHHHHMMMMMMMM” She moaned as Savious finger fucked her ass, “Yes my Lord, fuck me fuck my ass.” She continued.

Unfortunately that was more than Savious could take because he blew at the precise moment of Shelia’s request to be fucked in the ass.

The next morning Savious woke up lying on a thick bear pelt with blankets covering him and Shelia. The two of them were spooned together next to the fire. Savious liked the feeling of having Shelia next to him. This was the reason he joined the imperial army in the first place. Granted it may not be the entire reason to stay, but it was the original reason.

Feeling Shelia’s ass against his cock Savious became aroused again. His cock started to grow and press into the space between her legs.

“It feels like my Lord has awakened.” Shelia said softly.

“Yea.” Savious responded calmly

“Would my Lord care to make use of his slave this morning?” Shelia asked.

“I might.” Savious said.

“Your slave promises to behave herself this morning, my Lord.” Shelia said as she rolled over facing Savious.

Savious leaned in and deeply kissed Shelia. Their lips touched and parted, Shelia began to explore Savious’s mouth with her tongue. Reaching around Savious pulled her in tight pressing his body against hers. Shelia wrapped her legs around Savious’s leg and started to gyrate her pussy against it, rubbing her clit up and against him. Pushing back with his leg Savious drove his thigh against her cunt; he could already feel a trace of her pussy becoming moist with excitement.

Breaking his kiss with Shelia, Savious lowered his lips to her breast, sucking in a nipple and rolling it around on his tongue. Shelia only intensified her humping motion on his leg, bringing her to an even higher level of excitement. Switching sides to her other nipple, Shelia rolled slightly placing Savious completely on his back.

Pulling her tit free from Savious’s mouth she began to slowly kiss her way down his chest; passing the belly until she reached her prize. Enveloping his entire cock with one quick downward motion, she waited until his cock head touched the back of her throat before closing her lips tightly around its shaft. Slowly she dragged her lips up its length until she reached the top, then quickly she impaled herself back down taking even more in than before. Reaching down with his hands Savious gently stroked Shelia’s hair as her head bobbed up and down on his cock.

Releasing his cock from her lips, Shelia looked up at Savious and said: “I’m glad my Lord is enjoying himself.” Then she returned to her duty, wrapping her lips around his cock again.

“I am enjoying this very much. I hope someday to have a slave as skilled as you.”

Releasing his cock again Shelia said: “Why have another slave, why don’t you buy me.” Then once she returned her attention to his manhood.

“Because I am not yet a Noble, however with Lord Remos’s help I expect to be one soon.”

Once again Shelia released Savious’s cock, “But you are, or you will be a squire for Lord Remos.”

“Lord Remos is going to the Sawatch barony, I will be going as well. Once there it is expected that I will be made a Squire.”

Sliding her lips up once again, Savious could see the glistening of her saliva on the corners of her mouth as she said. “Then you can have me, Lord Remos has always given one slave to his squire’s. Then when you become a Knight, you can buy me from Lord Remos.” And with that Shelia dived onto his dick sucking it in as fast as possible.

“Really?” Savious asked with some trouble.

With a slurping sound Shelia again let loose of his cock and said. “Yes my Lord, and it would make this slave very happy to have you as her master. Please let me be your slave Lord, you will not regret it.” She finished as Savious took a hold of her check. Shelia closed her eyes and leaned into his palm, almost purring like a kitten.

“Come here.” Savious whispered.

Shelia crawled her way back up to Savious’s mouth greeting him with another kiss. As they kissed deeply Shelia straddled Savious and lowered her pussy onto his dick. With her level of excitement his cock had no trouble penetrating and sliding in between the two folds of flesh.

“My Lord’s cock feels wonderful in this slave’s pussy.” Shelia said before she lunched another attack on his mouth with her tongue. Slowly she rode his cock up and down milking it as the walls of her pussy contracted around it.

Their kiss broke again, and Savious ran his hands up her sides as she continued to slowly ride him up and down. “I think I like the idea of keeping you.” Savious said while pushing his hips up to meet her.

“And this slave promises to behave herself; unless of course, you want her to be bad.” Shelia said with a grin

Pulling Shelia down Savious locked his lips with her again. With a quick flip Savious rolled the two of them over placing Savious on top. Shelia quickly drew her legs up and wrapped them around Savious’s back pulling his cock deeper into her cunt. Slowly Savious began to thrust his manhood in and out of her wet pussy. Deeper and deeper he drove his cock in and out of her pussy as her wet cream dripped out it’s sides.

“Do you still want me to fuck your ass?” Savious asked.

“Lord, it isn’t what this slave wants that matters, it’s what her Lord desires. But yes Lord, I would love to feel your stiff dick in my ass.” Shelia said with a grin.

Sliding his cock out of her dripping pussy, Savious could see her cum covering his shaft. Reaching down he collected some more of her juice and rubbed it around her ass, then positioning the head he slowly pushed it in.

Shelia let out a soft moan as her ass was filled with Savious’s stiff rod. Pushing in even further yet, Savious’s cock fully entered Shelia’s back door. Drawing it back slowly he began fucking her ass. In and out he maneuvered his cock in her ass.

Savious could hardly believe how tight her rim was on his shaft, it didn’t feel any better than Shelia’s cunt, but it did feel different. Reaching down Shelia started rubbing her cunt as Savious continued drilling his dick into her ass. He started to worry about lubrication, until he looked down and saw a small stream of juice running from Shelia’s pussy.

Dipping a couple of fingers into her cunt, Shelia pressed them against the wall and rubbed Savious’s cock through it. Savious was already worked up, but having her rub his cock through her pussy put him over the edge.

Collapsing on Shelia his dick spewed cum into her ass, Savious looked up and started to kiss her. A short time later he felt a kick to the rib interrupting their kiss.

“Think you could stop fucking my slave long enough to eat breakfast.” Lord Remos said while looking down at Savious.

“Of course Lord.” Savious replied.

Standing up Savious could see Barbra setting the table, reaching over he grabbed his pants and shirt and proceeded to get dressed as he walked over to the table; leaving Shelia laying on the floor.

Breakfast went without incident, and Lord Remos told Savious that their training for the weekend was over, but they would continue training until graduation on Saturdays. Savious was reluctant to ask but he did.

“Lord Remos, will all of our Saturday training sessions be like yesterday?”

“Well, if you want, we can skip the reward part at night.”

“Oh no, I enjoyed that part.” Savious replied quickly.

“Yea, I always believed that the right to enjoy slaves kept nobles willing to work. And giving a squire the use of a slave gives them reason to become a noble. I heard Shelia tell you about how I give a slave to each of my squires; and she is correct. Once you achieve the rank of squire, I’ll let you pick one of mine for yourself. And the same thing applies for your training with me now; by letting you use my slaves you’re more willing to study and learn during our sessions. Because if you don’t, I won’t give them to you.”

“Well Lord Remos, I’ll be sure to learn as much as possible next Saturday.” Savious said with a laugh.

The Castle

Baron VonHession mostly ignored Anastasia for the next three days. Vanessa and Anastasia both took up residence in one of the small cabins on the train car in front of the Baron’s. It wasn’t much of a cabin, actually it was more like a large bed, with a curtain separating it from the rest of the car. Vanessa debated on whether or not she should tell Anastasia about how the Baron wanted her turned into a slut. In the end, she decided not to, but was determined to fulfill her Lords wish; and began by seducing Anastasia repeatedly.

“Again?” Anastasia asked, as she felt Vanessa kissing the back of her neck.

“Yea, why not; it’s not like we have anything else to do. Besides, sex is our job.”

“I know, but how come the Baron hasn’t called on us again?” Anastasia asked, as she rolled over facing Vanessa.

“Well for one thing, it takes a couple of days for the anti-pregnancy effects of the collar to start. That’s probably why he didn’t fuck you on the first night. Secondly, he’s been seeing the other slaves the past few days.”

“I know, it’s just that...”

“That you expected to be having sex with him, and not me.” Vanessa finished as she scooted in closer to Anastasia.

“Well yea, or at least men.”

“Is me fucking you that bad?” Vanessa asked while gently stoking Anastasia’s arm.

“OH, NO, actually it’s pretty darn good. I’ve really enjoyed myself, more than I thought I would. But...”

“But, you want to feel a hard cock being thrust in and out of your cunt instead of my tongue.” Vanessa finished.

“Yea.” Anastasia replied.

“Don’t worry kitten, it’ll happen soon enough.” Vanessa said as she leaned in to kiss Anastasia’s lips.

Anastasia let her lips part accepting Vanessa’s tongue as it explored her mouth. Leaning back she let her legs part slightly as Vanessa’s hand explored her thighs again.

Breaking the kiss, Anastasia leaned down slightly and brought one of Vanessa’s huge tits up to her mouth. Vanessa leaned forward a little, allowing Anastasia to lean back again while she continued to suck on the bright round nipple.

Pulling the curtain to the cabin back slightly Vanessa yelled. “Erica, could you give me a hand in here?”

“Sure.” Anastasia heard her reply.

“Who’s Erica?” Anastasia asked.

“Oh, one of the other slaves, we served the same lord before. Don’t worry, she’ll like you.”

The curtain pulled back and a sizzling red head with green eyes and a build almost identical to Anastasia stood in the opening.

“Oh, that kind of help.” Erica said, as she slipped out of her dress and climbed into the cabin with them. Lying down next to Anastasia, Erica started caressing her breasts.

“Erica,” Vanessa said.

“Yes.” She replied with a coo in her voice as she continued to stroke Anastasia’s breast.

“Join me over here please.”

“OK,” She said, as she crawled slowly over Anastasia, pausing just long enough for a quick kiss.

Vanessa laid Erica back on the bed, and looked over at Anastasia. “Anastasia, I want you to seduce Erica.”

“Seduce..., what, how?” she asked.

“Well, the simplest way, is to think of what you want done to you, then do that to her.”

“I’m not ready yet.” Anastasia protested.

“Yes you are, the first night you asked me about it, and I told you soon. Soon is here, you have to learn.”

Anastasia looked over at Erica; her tits were a little smaller, and her hips a little broader, but she did look positively scrumptious. But still up until now, Vanessa had been doing everything to her.

Sliding up to Erica, Anastasia lay down and started kissing her on the neck. Reaching over with her hand she started to gently caress Eric’s breast. Anastasia traced Erica’s nipple with her finger, running it around in circles, and then rolling it between her fingers.

Erica turned her head and Anastasia brought her lips up to meet Erica’s. As they both closed their eyes a deep kiss ensued between the two of them with each of them probing and searching the others mouth. Opening her eyes Anastasia could see Vanessa rubbing her large tits as she watched the two of them kiss.

Breaking the kiss, Anastasia reached up and took the side of Vanessa’s neck, guiding her down to Erica, so the two of them could kiss. Vanessa lay down and she and Erica embraced in a deep kiss. Seeing the two of them kissing, Anastasia started working her way down Erica’s body; kissing it ever so lightly all over as she continued down its length. Finally reaching the deep V where her thighs meet her pussy, Anastasia paused. There it was, Erica’s pussy, Vanessa had eaten her several times these past few days, but she hadn’t tried it yet. Anastasia knew that she would have to eat pussy; her mother said that it really wasn’t that bad, but none the less, Anastasia was nervous.

OK Anastasia thought to herself, Kissing wasn’t bad, in fact I really enjoy it, and sucking on tit was kind of nice. I’ve enjoyed playing with mine, and I like playing with Vanessa’s pussy. I just need to do it. With that final thought, Anastasia lowered her head the rest of the way. The Aroma of Erica’s pussy filled her nostrils, and she could see her pink thick cunt lips covered in juice that glistened in the soft light. Taking in another deep breath through her nostrils, the smell was overwhelming and enticed Anastasia even further until finally she could feel the warm flesh touching her lips. With a light kiss on her pussy, Erica moaned with pleasure. Pulling back gently, Anastasia ran her tongue across her lips tasting Erica. It was a taste that was indescribable. Never had Anastasia tasted anything even near it, but she knew instantly that she liked it.

Bringing her face back down, Anastasia quickly drew Erica’s pussy into her mouth sucking on the lips and manipulating her clitoris with her tongue. It tasted wonderful, and Anastasia was doing everything she could to work more of Erica’s cum out of her. Pulling Erica’s legs further apart, Anastasia worked her tongue deeper and deeper into Erica’s cunt, searching for the source of the cum.

Then, most unexpectedly Erica’s muscles tightened and she started thrusting her hips up to Anastasia’s mouth. It was a wild, rapid, bucking without any cadence, then Anastasias mouth was filled with vast quantities of the exquisite tasting cream. Anastasia could feel Erica relaxing as her orgasm finished, but she was continuing to lick and suck the last drops up like a vulture picking the scraps of meat off the bone.

With a small slurping sound, Anastasia lifted her head up and released Erica’s pussy from her mouth. “I like.” She said while looking at Vanessa.

“Good.” Vanessa replied, “Would you like seconds?” she said as she laid back and spread her legs apart giving Anastasia a nice look at her pussy.

“mmmmmmmmm” Anastasia moaned as she crawled over to Vanessa. Looking down Anastasia could see Vanessa’s long thick pussy lips covered by a slight mound of hair at the top.

Lowering her head down Anastasia immediately dove straight in with her tongue to taste Vanessa’s nectar. It had a slightly different taste, but was equally as good. How could I have feared this? Anastasia thought as she worked her tongue over Vanessa’s little clit. Driving her tongue in deeper and deeper, Vanessa started to drive her hips up grinding her pussy further into Anastasia’s face.

Looking up Anastasia could see Vanessa and Erica kissing and caressing each other’s breasts. Seeing the ecstasy in their facial expressions only strengthened Anastasia’s mood. Matching Vanessa’s grind, Anastasia drove her tongue in to her cunt deeper and deeper. Reaching over with her free hand, Anastasia took hold of Erica’s pussy and rammed her index and middle finger in.

Erica immediately started thrusting her hips up, helping Anastasia finger fuck her. Cream oozed out from her pussy coating Anastasia’s fingers with the excess running down across her ass. “My Ass,” Erica said, “Fuck my ass too.”

Anastasia quickly drew in her ring finger and nestled it against Erica’s forbidden hole; with a quick thrust from Erica, it plunged in. Erica followed with a soft scream of delight as she felt Anastasia’s finger cross the threshold.

“Your turn.” Vanessa said as she turned around and repositioned herself so that Anastasia’s pussy and hers were facing each other. Scooting in, Vanessa pressed her cunt up against Anastasia’s and slowly started to grind them together. Taking a hold of Anastasia’s leg, Vanessa pulled the two of them in tighter and tighter while she continued to pound her pussy against Anastasia’s clit.

Anastasia laid her head back and started fondling her tits with her free hand. Looking down between her legs, she could Vanessa as she worked her pussy against Anastasia’s unrelentingly.

A while later, the three of them lay there totally exhausted and curled up in each others arms as the train came to a stop.

“Ladies, it’s the end of the line I’m afraid.” Baron VonHession said.

Vanessa reached over and pulled the curtain to their cabin back allowing the three of them to see the Baron.

“Ah, Vanessa, I see you have company. I trust you’ve been taken good care of Anastasia for me.”

“Yes my Lord, and your slave enlisted Erica to help her in the task.” Vanessa replied smoothly.

“Very good, very good indeed. So you and Erica are friendly.”

“Very much so my Lord, the two of us have no trouble what so ever.” Vanessa replied.

“Than you have solved another problem for me. Vanessa, Anastasia and Erica shall both serve under you. But we can talk of this later, for now we have a journey to finish.” Baron VonHession said then turned and headed out the car.

Pulling their corsets and dresses on, the three departed the train.

Stepping out into the sunlight, Anastasia could see that night was approaching. Next to the train several carriages and wagons were parked in a line. Several soldiers stood guard next to the wagons, while others worked feverishly to unload the train cars and load the wagons. Then Anastasia saw a woman dressed in solid black standing next to three ornate carriages, and Baron VonHession was walk straight towards her.

“Alyssa, I see you’ve come to greet me.” Anastasia could hear the Baron saying.

“Yes my Lord, I have arranged transportation for our latest slaves.” She replied.

“Good, good. Ladies, over this way please.” The Baron said.

All of the slaves immediately walked over to the Baron; and lined up in a neat line.

“Ladies, this is Alyssa.” The Baron said.

Anastasia looked at her real hard; she was remarkable tall nearly six feet. She was dressed in a black leather outfit, with the top being a tightly laced leather corset, and then some kind of leather skirt from the waist down.

“Now Alyssa, this is Jennifer, Ava, Julia, Nicole, Vanessa, Erica, and Anastasia.” The Baron said, as he pointed to each of the ladies.

“My Lord, why are there seven?” Alyssa asked.

“Well, I had bought the six like we discussed, but then I saw this lovely creature.” Baron VonHession said as he walked over to Anastasia, “And she looked to good to pass up.”

“Lord, this will upset the order, two greens for one blue, granted she looks remarkably young for her age, but what are we going to do with an extra slave.” Alyssa asked.

“Well, actually she is young, 16 to be precise; I bought her on the novice market. And as far as what we do. Well, I was going to make Vanessa here a blue, place Erica and Anastasia under her, then I figured that Sophia would keep Christy and pick up two of the others.” The Baron said.

With every word the Baron said, Anastasia could see an increasing amount of rage build on Alyssa’s face. She obviously did not like what he was saying.

“I won’t have it!” Alyssa barked. “Christy was to be made a blue, now you’re bumping her for this harlot, and then adding disgrace to injury by giving Sophia three green. All so that you can fuck a 16 year old that caught your fancy. We agreed, no more novices, they are too hard to train, SEND HER BACK!” Alyssa screamed.

“And I think that you have forgotten your place SLAVE! I would remind you that you were once a 16 year old that caught my fancy and I still find time to FUCK YOU. And if you continue down this path, you just might find your self strapped to a cross while the ENTIRE GREYHAWK LEGION fucks you!”

“I am sorr...” Alyssa started

“KNEEL BEFORE YOUR LORD!” The Baron bellowed.

Anastasia already knew that the Baron was a nice man, and he may be very tolerant, in fact she suspected that she could possible endure her entire term without being whipped once. But she also realized at that very instant, that he was her Lord and master, as were the other slaves, and insubordination was something that he would not tolerate.

Dropping to her knees, Alyssa bowed her head and said. “Your slave begs her Lords forgiveness, please excuse her. Your slave knows that she was out of order, and will strive to make whatever arrangement her Lord wishes work.”

Facing the other slaves “Ladies, go ahead and get on the carriages; while I decide what to do to this disobedient slave.”

Wasting no time all seven of the ladies ran to the two carriages, for some unknown reason they naturally divided with Anastasia, Vanessa, and Erica on one; with the other four ladies on the other.

Getting in and sitting down Anastasia looked around and saw that the carriage was very nice. A large seat wrapped around the inside of the carriage in a U, with the door at the open end on the right side. The entire interior was lined with soft velvet making it a most comfortable environment. Small oil lamps were mounted on the walls to provide light, and there was clearly enough room for eight, even though there were only three.

“Just how wealthy is Baron VonHession?” Anastasia asked.

“Don’t know,” Erica said. “But judging from the looks of everything, I’d say vastly.”

“Well, it’s impolite to discuss how much a slave auctioned for, but I have very large tits. So, the bidding was going fairly high, but he didn’t even blink during the process. Someone else would bid, and he would just up it by one pound of gold.” Vanessa added.

The door to the carriage opened; “I’m filthy rich,” The Baron said. All three of the girls withdrew slightly in fear not knowing exactly how much he heard, or what he was going to do. “They posted me out here in no mans land expecting me to fail in any business adventure. What they didn’t know was that the Sawatch barony sits right on top of one of the thickest seams of gold in the world.” The Baron finished as he climbed into the carriage.

“That’s amazing my Lord.” Vanessa said.

“Yea, I guess I really lucked out. Anyway, we’ll be moving out here shortly, and since the other carriage has four already, I was figuring on riding with you.”

“Your slaves would be honored my Lord.” Vanessa said immediately.

“Great, and then I can get better acquainted with my newest team.” The Baron said with a sinful smile as the carriage lurched forward.

As the Carriage moved forward following the train tracks, Anastasia set in her seat and looked out the window. In the distance, she could see mountains towering above in the sky toped with their white caps. It was a beautiful site, very romantic and exotic until she caught her first sight of a punitive slave. Several hundred men dressed in rags were working on the unfinished train track. Dirty and covered in filth, they labored away, some carrying logs, others pushing wheelbarrows while shovels, picks, and sledge hammers swung through the air. Then the Soldiers, there were clearly a dozen soldiers standing around and whipping any slave who slowed their pace.

“My Lord.” Anastasia said while looking out.

“Really my dear, you shouldn’t look at them.” The Baron said as he reached over and pulled the curtain closed.

“But my Lord, you are treating them like animals.” Anastasia continued with a hint of fear in her voice.

“Yes I am, for animals they are. When I buy a punitive slave, I only buy the most atrocious ones. Every one there has been sentenced to service until death for their crimes against society. Most are murderous psychopaths, who neither deserve nor shall receive any pity whatsoever.” Reaching over to Anastasia with one hand the Baron placed it gently on her check and guided her stare back to him. “Please do not give them any, and please do not judge me based on what you have seen here.”

“Your slave won’t, my Lord.” Anastasia replied while blushing slightly from her lord’s touch.

Seizing the moment Baron VonHession leaned in and gently started to kiss Anastasia. Her lips parted accepting his kiss and tongue, as she felt his free hand exploring her leg. He gently ran his hand up her thigh until it reached the bottom of her corset, and then rotating it around, he ran it back down on the inside.

Leaning back on the seat, Anastasia lay down with Baron VonHession following her all the way over. Severing the kiss, the Baron sat back and slowly started to unbutton Anastasia’s dress. As the unbuttoning proceeded exposing the cheep corset, Anastasia’s perky red nipples were the first to be exposed to sight. Continuing down, the Baron passed the bottom of the corset and Anastasia’s tight pussy peaked out from between her legs. Standing up the Baron unbuttoned his cloths and stepped out of them; then laying down on top of Anastasia she parted her legs allowing the Baron to nuzzle his rock hard cock in tightly against her wet cunt.

“I feel that you are already wet, my kitten.” Baron VonHession said.

“Yes my Lord, we were playing on the train before we arrived here.” Anastasia replied.

“Well then, are you ready to feel me inside of you?” He asked.

“Your slave has been dreaming of it ever since you bought me, my Lord.”

The Baron reached down and took his cock in his hand then guided its head expertly to Anastasia’s eager pussy. Slowly he pressed it in, giving it a few short strokes to cover his cock with her juice before pushing it all the way in. Anastasia felt the walls of her cunt spreading to accept her Lords cock. Instinctively Anastasia rotated her hips up with his downward thrust allowing him to penetrate her deeper and deeper. With each thrust the Baron made into Anastasia; she could feel the ridges of his cock gliding into her and his flesh slapping against her clit, sending consecutive surges of tickling joy through her body.

“OOOHHHHH, YESSSS.” Anastasia screamed.

“So, you enjoy my cock.” Baron VonHession said with another quick thrust.

“Yes, my Lord. Please Lord, fuck me, keep fucking your slave, please don’t stop.”

“Never fear my kitten; I plan on enjoying you quite often for the next three years. Tell me did you enjoy Vanessa and Erica as much.”

A smile of immorality crossed Anastasia face, “As it turns out this slave enjoys women immensely, but not as much as you, my Lord.”

“Excellent.” Baron VonHession said as he drove his thick cock in extraordinarily hard, causing Anastasia to shutter slightly with enjoyment as she felt her pussy expanding rapidly to accept his width. Then looking over, the Baron could see Vanessa and Erica both lightly petting themselves as inconspicuously as possible.

“Vanessa and Erica.” The Baron said as he continued to drive his cock deep into Anastasia’s pussy.

“Yes my Lord.” They both replied in unison.

Stopping his thrusts and sitting back with his dick still in Anastasia’s wet cunt. “Disrobe and come here.”

“Certainly my Lord.” Vanessa replied as she stood up and started unbuttoning her dress.

As Vanessa and Erica undressed Anastasia continued to grind her pussy up and against the Baron, she loved the feeling of having it thrust in her and the way it rubbed her clit. Never had a real man fucked her before, and she loved it. More, was all that she could think, More, of everything, more dick, more pussy, more sex, MORE.

Vanessa stepped over to the Baron and he guided her over Anastasia, laying her down on top. The two quickly embraced in a deep kiss; Vanessa’s tongue and Anastasia’s tongue exploring each other’s mouths as their lips made a tight seal connecting the two women together in passion.

“Erica.”

“Yes, my Lord.”

“Perform.”

Erica sat back on the seat, and leaned back letting her legs hang off the edge. Reaching down with her hand, she took one of her pussy lips and grabbed it firmly between her fingers. Pulling it out tight, her pussy opened up exposing the depths of her hole. With her free hand, she slowly started to work one finger in and out of her cunt.

Pulling his stiff cock out of Anastasia, the Baron swiftly repositioned it behind Vanessa’s hungry pussy and pressed it in. Vanessa’s wet cunt offered no resistance to his cock, she wasn’t overly loose, just tremendously wet.

Vanessa arched her back allowing him to drive his hard cock deeper into the depths of her cunt. Then as rapidly as it started, the Baron pulled completely out and switched back to Anastasia.

Anastasia had no clue, she felt that wonderful cock leave her pussy, then Vanessa’s pussy rubbing up against hers has the Baron fucked her. Then it was back, She felt the crown penetrate the outer folds of her pussy lips, his thick hard cock with throbbing veins slid easily back in with the assistance of Vanessa’s pussy cream.

Back and forth the Barron went, fucking one for a minute or two, then switching to the other. Steamy fluid seeped from both girls as his cock continued to pull more and more to the surface. Switching back and forth, their pussy juice combined collectively in each other’s cunt.

Then suddenly Anastasia felt an explosion of hot fluid ejecting into the depths of her cunt. The walls of her pussy expanded to accommodate this new addition of fluids inside of her, and a feeling of great joy flooded through her body. A man, not a boy had just fucked her, he fucked her so wonderfully, and he came in her. Vanessa could since that something just happened, and could see an afterglow on Anastasia’s face. Knowing that the Baron just blew his wad into Anastasia, Vanessa leaned down and lunched a barrage of kisses on Anastasia, allowing her to fully enjoy the experience.

The Baron pulled his dripping cock out and sat back down across the carriage next to Erica. Looking over he could see that Erica now had three fingers working in and out of her pussy.

“You may stop, Erica.” Baron VonHession commanded.

“Yes my Lord.” Erica replied as she resentfully pulled her fingers out of her hungry pussy.

Leaning back further on the seat, the Baron motioned for Erica to join him, and she dutifully scooted back and snuggled in to him. The two sat there together for a while watching Vanessa and Anastasia as they continued to kiss. With a free hand Vanessa reached down towards Anastasia’s dripping pussy.

“Stop.” The Baron commanded.

Immediately Vanessa’s hand stopped as she broke her kiss and looked up at the Baron inquisitively.

“I have other plans for that cunt.” The Baron said. Then turning towards the door he opened it and yelled “Alyssa! Attend me.”

Immediately everyone could see a very tired Alyssa running in her tight leather as she struggled to catch to carriage. With a little leap, she managed to grab hold and step up into it.

“My Lord called.” Alyssa said as she panted trying to catch her breath.

My God, Anastasia thought, she was running this entire time to keep up.

“Alyssa, Anastasia over there has a dreadfully soiled pussy. It is simply full of her cum, Vanessa’s cum, and my cum. Please remove your dress and clean it up for me.” The Baron said in a very cool candid voice.

“As you wish my Lord.” Alyssa responded.

Anastasia could better see the outfit now as she watched Alyssa undress. First, she removed a piece of leather that stretched over her breasts, exposing the leather corset beneath that lifted her breasts and pointed them straight out. Then a skirt that wrapped around the bottom of the corset with one long slit all the way up her right leg. Anastasia could see that even though it covered everything, its long slit where the two ends of the skirt meet would allow the Baron easy access to her pussy.

With the top and skirt removed, Alyssa stood there in her corset, crimson nipples pointing straight out and her slick shaved pussy out in the open. Six garter straps ran from the bottom of the corset holding up long leather stockings. Leather anklets with metal rings, and the more familiar metal collar and bracelets were the only jewelry worn. Standing half a foot taller than Anastasia, Alyssa’s breasts were slightly larger, with her hips and waist slightly smaller.

Dropping to her knees, Alyssa turned and faced Anastasia. Reaching up she gently parted Anastasia’s legs as her head dropped down towards Anastasia’s leaking pussy. Delicately Alyssa started to lick the cum cocktail from the outside edges of her pussy. Working her way in further, Alyssa’s tongue cleaned between the outer lips, then on into the inner folds.

Anastasia moaned softly with enjoyment as Alyssa brought the tip of her tongue up to her clit. Skillfully Alyssa collected the cum from under the little hood, then down the other side. Reaching the bottom, Alyssa started to work her tongue into the cunt hole pulling what cum she could out to swallow it obediently. Anastasia pulled her legs further apart and started to gyrate her hips as she enjoyed Alyssa’s tongue working in and out of her pussy.

After several minutes, Alyssa rocked back and assumed the kneeling position stating: “Your slave is finished my Lord.”

“Really,” the Baron responded.

“Yes my Lord.” Alyssa said.

“So if I decided that I wanted to eat her pussy right now, I wouldn’t taste any of my cum.” The Baron said as he stood up and started to head towards Anastasia.

“NO, my Lord! Your slave begs your pardon. Perhaps I should work on it a bit more just to be sure.” Alyssa pleaded.

“And perhaps you have forgotten about the use of personal pronouns.” The Baron retorted as he reached over and grabbed the ring on the front of her collar.

“Your slave is sorry, my Lord. Please excuse her.” Alyssa begged

Reaching down to his cloths, the Baron quickly retrieved three small double-ended clasps. Swiftly he attached one to Alyssa’s anklets, binding her feet together, then one to each of her bracelets with the other end to the collar. Alyssa stood there with her feet bound together, and her hands bound to her neck.

“Now, clean her correctly.” The Baron commanded as he reached down and retrieved a small whip from his clothing.

Anastasia was sure that Alyssa had already cleaned her thoroughly, but she wasn’t about to speak up. For one thing, she completely enjoyed it. Secondly, it appeared that the Baron was most displeased with Alyssa at the moment, and Anastasia didn’t want any of that displeasure being transferred to her.

Anastasia lay back further resting her head on Vanessa’s lap and spread her legs wide apart so that Alyssa could do her work.

“That’s it, just relax and enjoy.” Vanessa whispered as Anastasia closed her eyes.

Leaning in, Alyssa used her hands to better spread Anastasia’s tight little cunt apart. Anastasia’s small pussy lips stretched out exposing the interior of her pussy. Manipulating her tongue into the hole, she carefully worked it all over collecting any remaining remnants of the Baron from Anastasia’s pussy.

Anastasia heard a loud crack followed by Alyssa driving her tongue in exceptionally deep.

Opening her eyes and looking up, Anastasia could see Baron VonHession behind Alyssa with the whip in hand. With a flick of the wrist, the whip crossed her ass again with a loud crack. Again, Alyssa’s tongue plunged in to Anastasia’s pussy as she rocked forward from the strike.

“Eat her!” the Baron commanded with another crack of the whip.

Alyssa was working her tongue in a ferocious manner as the Baron continued to whip her ass repeatedly. Pressing her lips firmly against Anastasia’s delicate pussy, she sucked on the clit and lapped on the lips with her tongue. Anastasia could bear it no more as her body shuttered in delight from the mind numbing orgasm.

Grabbing Alyssa’s collar the Baron yanked her away from Anastasia’s pussy. Alyssa immediately assumed the kneeling position and bowed her head.

“I believe my slave is starting to remember her place.” Baron VonHession said.

“Yes my Lord, your slave has learned her lesson.” Alyssa responded.

“Maybe, but the lesson is far from over.” He replied. “Alyssa, service Erica and Vanessa now.”

“With pleasure my Lord.” Alyssa said as she scooted over towards Erica.

Erica hastily repositioned her self to expose her pussy to Alyssa. Vanessa remained sitting with Anastasia’s head on her lap looking over at the Baron.

“Go ahead,” Baron VonHession said to Vanessa; “I’ll take care of Anastasia.”

Hearing this Anastasia sat up allowing Vanessa to get up herself. Looking over at Alyssa, she could see the tight black leather corset, which really punctuated the bright creamy flesh of her ass. Bright pink slashes were running across her ass in various directions everywhere.

Vanessa reached Erica and sat down next to her, propping one of her legs all the way across her midriff. With only a single leg separating their pussies, Alyssa would be able to turn slightly to service Vanessa as well.

Sitting down next to Anastasia, the Barron looked over and asked; “Did you enjoy her licking your pussy?”

“Yes my Lord, very much so.” Anastasia replied.

“Good, I’m glad. Sometimes slaves discover that they don’t really appreciate the female body.” The Barron said. Then turning toward Alyssa’s ass he flick his wrist again and the whip left a bright pink mark as he yelled “Switch”.

Immediately Alyssa turned her head and started eating Vanessa’s pussy.

“So, do you like Vanessa and Erica?” Barron Vonhession asked.

“Yes my Lord, your slave has enjoyed Vanessa tremendously these past few days. But she was only introduced to Erica a few hours ago.” Anastasia replied as she scooted in closer to the Baron.

“Switch!” The Baron yelled again with another smack from the whip. “And did you enjoy Erica?” he asked.

“Vanessa had your slave taste pussy for the first time with Erica earlier today, my Lord.”

“And did you enjoy it?” The Baron asked.

“Most definitely my Lord. Your slave found it to be an exquisite taste.”

“Switch!” The Baron yelled again with yet another swat across Alyssa’s ass from the whip.

Anastasia watched as Alyssa turned again to Vanessa. Anastasia could see the joy on their faces as Alyssa licked and sucked on their cunts.

“Are you enjoying the show?” Baron VonHession asked.

“Oh, yes my Lord, in fact your slave’s pussy is getting quite wet from watching.”

“Really, let me feel.” The Baron said.

Leaning back, Anastasia parted her legs offering the Baron access to her charming pussy. The Baron’s hand wasted no time in finding the soft folds of her pussy lips, his fingers glided easily across her cunt from the surplus of lubrication.

“I feel,” The Baron said. “Alyssa, Vanessa and Erica are your mistresses for now. Anastasia, come sit on my lap.” The Baron said as he laid down on his back.

“As you wish, my Lord.” Anastasia replied with excitement in her voice as she crawled up to straddle the Baron.

Positioning her pussy directly over his rock hard cock Anastasia slowly lowered herself down, impaling it deep into her cunt. Slowly it glided in without resistance given that her cunt was providing vast amounts of juice. Reaching the bottom Anastasia could feel the head of his cock nestled in the back of her pussy. Anastasia felt his veins throbbing against her tight walls. Reaching forward she placed her palms on the Baron’s chest and slowly lifted her hips up, allowing his cock to slid back out. Feeling the crown tickle her inner pussy lips Anastasia relaxed her muscles and dropped back down thrusting his cock deep inside.

“You learn quick.” The Baron said as Anastasia raised her hips again sliding her pussy up the span of his stiff tool.

“Thank you my Lord, your slave is striving to please you.” Anastasia said as her pussy slipped up and down effortlessly on his cock.

No wonder so many women volunteer for this, Anastasia thought as she continued riding the Baron’s hard cock. Stopping at the bottom, Anastasia slowly rotated her hips forward instead of up, and felt his dick swaying inside her cunt. Rotating back, her clit rubbed up against the top of his rod and sparks of ecstasy shot through her body.

As Anastasia continued her pace quickened, up and down she pounded her pussy on the Baron’s cock. Anastasia could feel the Baron tensing up under her, and debated shortly on whether she should slow down, stop, or just make him cum. In the end, the Baron choose as his cock erupted thick wads of cum into Anastasia’s tight cunt.

Once again Anastasia felt the satisfying pleasure as the walls of her pussy expanded to accommodate the additional fluids. Triggering an orgasm of her own Anastasia collapsed on the Baron’s chest. Lying there Anastasia could feel the Baron’s chest hair tickling her nipples as he breathed.

“Well, that was fun.” The Baron said looking into Anastasia’s green eyes.

“Yes my Lord, it was.” Anastasia said looking back at the Baron.

“Well then, let’s get you cleaned up, shall we.” The Baron said with a smile.

Having an idea of what was coming, Anastasia rolled off the Baron and laid back on the seat with her legs spread wide.

“Vanessa and Erica, I’m afraid that I must steal your play toy. Alyssa, Anastasia’s pussy is dirty again. Please clean it.”

Pulling her face out of Vanessa’s snatch, Alyssa looked up at the Baron and said; “Yes my Lord.” Before scooting over to Anastasia to clean her pussy again.

The next morning, Anastasia woke up and saw the Baron, Vanessa, and Erica cuddled together eating hard-boiled eggs and bread.

“Good morning my kitten.” The Baron said as he saw Anastasia sitting up; “Come join us for breakfast, we’ll be arriving at the castle shortly.”

“Good morning my Lord.” Replied Anastasia, “If my Lord would be so kind, could my Lord tell his slave why she is called kitten?”

“Because I believe that you’re a little sex kitten just waiting to purr.” The Baron said with a grin

“In that case, would my Lord happen to have a saucer of milk for his kitten?” Anastasia replied with a grin equal to the Baron’s.

Immediately the Baron laughed with a great roar, “I knew I would like you, even if Alyssa doesn’t.”

“Thank you my Lord, although my Lord did say that Alyssa is the head Mistress. Your kitten fears her retaliation.” Anastasia said as she nibbled on one of the eggs.

“Anastasia you have a point; it probably wasn’t fair to you three, making Alyssa service you last night. I did it because her biggest complaint was our little kitten here. Nevertheless, in doing so, she may seek revenge so be mindful. If she becomes too troublesome; I’ll take care of her.”

A few hours later the carriages arrived at the castle, Alyssa stepped out of the first carriage, where she finished the trip, and started barking commands.

“Alyssa will take care of you now ladies, obey her commands, and all should be fine.” Baron VonHession said before he turned and walked up the stairs entering the castle.

“Alright ladies, follow me.” Alyssa yelled

All the slaves turned and started following Alyssa as she entered the castle though another door.

“Now ladies, as I’m sure most of you already know, I am Alyssa, the head Mistress.” She said as she walked down a hallway. “Each of you will be assigned to a lower Mistress, whom you must obey. There are now seventeen green slaves. Green slaves are the lowest and must address all slaves above her as Mistress. The next in line is blue, there are eight blue slaves, and each blue slave will have two green slaves under her. This constitutes a team. The Baron will often request a team spend the night with him, or that a team entertain a guest.”

Turning and starting up a long winding staircase, Alyssa continued. “The three of you on a team would be advised to learn to work together and enjoy each other. We don’t like reassigning members of team, so you best learn how to get along and please our Lord.” Alyssa finished as she entered a very large hallway decorated in fine tapestries and thick rugs.

“This is the main hallway, from here you can get to practically anywhere in the castle. Now come along we’re this away.” Alyssa said before continuing to walk down the hall.

“There are four purple slaves, each purple slave controls two teams, this is called a section. Then we have two red slaves, each red slave is in charge of two sections and is called a harem. There is a west Harem and an east harem.” Alyssa finished as she stopped at two sets of stairs.

“This set of stairs leads to the east harem’s quarters; this set leads to the west harem’s quarters. You ladies will be in the west harem, so come, come.” Alyssa said as she started up the stairs.

“You must obey any Mistress in your chain of command, so if a blue Mistress who isn’t on your team orders you to do something, you will not obey her. If the purple Mistress who commands your blue gives you a command, you must. Understand; Good.” As Alyssa talked, the stairs made a turn and started ascending in a circle opening up into a room.

Stepping up into the room Anastasia saw a stunning round room with large windows looking out over a lake, mountains stood in the distance creating a very picturesque scene. There was a huge circular sunken floor in the middle with an open fireplace. Columns stood at the edge of the sunken floor stretching up to the ceiling. Various animal furs and lavish rugs lay scattered all around on the floors. There was a large couch extending around the circle inside the sunken floor.

To the left of the stairs a portion of the room had been walled off with five doors facing the sunken floor. Continuing around the room there was a large bath fully fifteen feet across, stretching from the windows to the sunken floor. Then to the right of the stairs a kitchen arrangement with several small round tables, like a café.

“This is the common area,” Alyssa continued, “When your not engaged in your duties, this is your home. You will eat, bath, and sleep here. The fire is plenty warm to accommodate your lack of clothing. Now procedures; every morning you will take a bath and have someone else shave your pussy. All body and pubic hair will be removed except for a small patch above your pussy. In the bathtub, you will find four small tubes shaped kind of like a dick. These tubes squirt out water continually, when you take a bath you will fuck one of the tubes and wash out your dirty cunts.” Alyssa explained.

“Next order of business is assignments and uniforms. Sophia, Isabella, and Christy, please come here.” Alyssa hollered.

Three ladies stood up and walked over to the new group, two were wearing blue corsets with a thin sheer blue skirt, and black silk stockings. The corset was tight fitting and accented the ladies curves perfectly, stopping just above the pussy with a half cup at the top, which lifted and pointed their tits out into the atmosphere. The skirt, which left nothing to the imagination, was nothing more than two strips of cloth eight inches wide, one in front and one in back. The green slave’s outfit was identical except it was, green.

“Now, as you all can see;” Alyssa continued, “The uniform consists of a corset, drape skirt, and stockings. What you probably didn’t notice is the leather anklets. The anklets are removable allowing you to put the stockings on, and take them off. They each have two rings on them just like your bracelets. Each of you will be issued two anklets, four corsets and eight sets of stockings; if one should be damaged or ruined you must see your harem Mistress to order a replacement.”

“Additionally,” Alyssa went on, “You will be issued four drape skirts. The drape skirt is the standard outfit for wear in the castle. You will also be issued one formal dress, for wear when the Baron requests, however you will always wear the corset, stockings, and anklets. Any questions?”

“Yes,” Anastasia asked.

“Yes Mistress, you little tramp.” Alyssa barked.

“Yes Mistress, what does the formal dress look like?” Anastasia continued.

“That doesn’t matter right now; right now you need to be concerned about getting bathed, shaved, and fitted for your corset. Understand!”

“Yes Mistress.” Anastasia replied softly.

“Alright then, Dashia, Constance, Emily; please come here.” Alyssa yelled out.

Two ladies dressed in purple stood up from behind a couch, and one dressed in red emerged from a room.

“Ladies, this is Dashia.” Alyssa said stepping over to the one dressed in red. Dashia stood about five and a half foot tall, with nice firm tits of ample size and a tight waist. She had long brunette hair, with brown puppy dog eyes. “Since she is dressed in red, you should already know that she is this harem’s Mistress.”

“Isabella, Jennifer and Ava here are in your team. Please take care of them.”

“Now comes the difficult part,” Alyssa said with a sneer “Sophia, you are keeping Christy and getting Julia and Nicole.”

“Mistress, you must be kidding.” Sophia said at once.

“I’m afraid not. Baron VonHession decided to purchase seven new slaves instead of six. Evidently he thought that this little tramp was worth the trouble; which means that we now have an extra slave, so someone has to get stuck with it.” Alyssa explained.

“But Mistress you’re not giving her to me?” Sophia asked.

“No, because the Baron has decided to make this cow a blue slave.” Alyssa said while pointing at Vanessa.

“She’s not a cow!” Anastasia yelled.

“Slave, you better start behaving yourself, I’m already going to punish you tonight for failing to address me correctly once, do not make it worse.” Alyssa spoke with a firm voice.

“But...” Anastasia started

“Oh let me guess,” Alyssa interrupted, “The Baron said that he wouldn’t punish you for the first two weeks. Well guess what you little slut, I didn’t promise jack shit. Anyway, Sophia you’ll just have to make do with three.”

“Now, Constance,” Alyssa said while turning to one dressed in purple with large tits, blond hair and brown eyes. “You’ll have a real rough time, normally a purple doesn’t have to worry about training, but since Vanessa here is in your section you’ll have to make sure that not only she gets trained, but that the two sluts under get trained as well. Do the best that you can.”

With that Alyssa turned and walked down the stairs they came in, mumbling something about “All so he could fuck a sixteen year old again” the whole way.

Once Alyssa cleared the room Anastasia looked at Dashia, “Did this slave do something wrong mistress?”

“No,” Dashia responded, “She’s just a bitch, right now she’s running off to her precious ‘east’ harem. You see she puts all the slaves that she likes in the east harem, and puts all the ones that she doesn’t like in the west. The funny thing is, the Baron appears to like the west better than the east. Anyway, lets get you girls taken care of. Oh, and the Formal dress is very nice, it’s white with lots of lace, pearls and jewels.”

“First thing first though,” Dashia continued, “Lets get you out of those rags, bathed, shaved and into something more civilized.”

“Mistress Dashia,” Constance interrupted

“Yes Constance.”

“Up until now, I’ve had the largest tits, but one of Vanessa’s probably out weighs both of mine.”

“They are overly large, but what’s your point Constance?”

“Well, you remember how much trouble we had fitting my corset. After all the Baron likes our nipples to be pointing straight out.” Constance went on.

“OK, good point.” Dashia conceded, “Anyone got any suggestions.”

“Well my last Lord, had them in a strap that wrapped around my neck.” Vanessa said.

“Won’t work, the Baron doesn’t like anything around the neck accept the collar, or a necklace when were in formal.” Dashia said.

“How about we get her in a corset then see what we can do from there.” Erica suggested.

“OK, but we need to bath and shave you all first. Come on, into the tubs.” Dashia said as she started walking over towards the tub.

Reaching the tub, Anastasia could see that it was actually two tubs, a large square one and a small round one on the corner. Steps led down into the large tub and small one, with steps going in between the two additionally.

“OK, strip.” Dashia said. “Now Alyssa told you about the tubes, they are shaped like a cock, a pipe feeds fresh hot water into the little rinse tub here.” Dashia said as she pointed to the small round one. “Then more pipes carry hot water from the rinse tub to the cocks.” Dashia pointed out four brass cocks pointed straight up below the water line on two of the tub walls.

“By sitting down on them, and allowing them to enter you.” Dashia explained, “The hot water cleans anything out of your pussy. The excess water runs out that pipe over there. Usually we bath, shave, clean our pussies out, and then rinse.” Dashia finished as the girls finished getting out of their auction outfits.

Most of the other slaves joined in and a small party resulted where all the other slaves helped the new ones bath and shave. Once Anastasia was finished she went to one of the brass cocks and slowly lowered herself down, allowing it to enter her newly shaved pussy. With her pussy thoroughly cleaned, Anastasia walked up the steps into the small round tub and rinsed the soap off.

Stepping out Dashia and Constance led Anastasia over to the far wall and opened one of the five doors. Inside Anastasia saw a small bedroom with a large bed in the center, and a vanity against the wall. The floor was also lined with rugs, and the walls were modestly decorated. There was a small window over the center of the bed letting sunshine in the room. The vanity had three large mirrors and a vast quantity of lipstick, eye shadow, mascara, rouge and various other forms of makeup.

Erica was already inside getting dressed, with a smile on her face. Anastasia briefly watched as one of the other slaves laced Erica’s corset up the back. As the lacings were pulled tight, Erica’s already slim waist appeared to shrink, while her ample breasts lifted and pointed directly out.

Constance had Anastasia sit down, while Dashia fetched her cloths. The corset looked tight but after Constance got it on Anastasia she noticed that it was actually very comfortable. The Corset forced her to keep her back straight, but allowed great flexibility everywhere else, and even though it held the waist in, it wasn’t uncomfortable in the least. Anastasia never wore stockings before, but they were in reality quite comfortable too. The garter straps attached easily and kept them up without trouble. The drape skirt, attached to the front and back by means of a small strap that stretched around her waist. Then the leather anklets were strapped on.

Once dressed, Constance sat down with Anastasia at the vanity and showed her how to apply makeup while some of the other girls struggled with Vanessa’s huge tits. In the end, they were able to enlarge the cups, reinforce the boning and tighten the strap in front. By doing so Vanessa’s tits turned into perfect mounds projecting straight out.

“You look good in blue.” Dashia said while standing in the doorway.

“Thank you Mistress.” Vanessa replied.

“In fact your entire team looks good.” Dashia said as she eyed the three girls. “Erica’s natural red hair really stands out against the green lingerie. And Anastasia here really looks nice with the bright eye shadow and red lipstick.”

“Thank you Mistress, I agree they do look nice.” Vanessa said with a grin.

“Well, this is your team’s room. You can arrange it however you want, but its primary purpose is sleep so there really isn’t much room. All three of you sleep on the one bed; for warmth.” Dashia added with a positively mischievous grin.

“Mistress,” Isabella said as she approached.

“Yes.”

“Any suggestions for my situation?”

“I guess duty calls.” Dashia said with a wink as she turned around and started to walk off with Isabella. The last thing they heard her say was “It’s not like we never had four girls in one bed before.”

The rest of the day went pretty good, and Anastasia was starting to feel better about the whole situation. The west harem was obviously a tight group of girls who relied on each other for help, and helped each other enthusiastically. They had lunch, dinner, sat around and did each other’s nails, talked, played cards and other games, generally having fun. A soldier came in several times to add wood to the fire, and took in an eyeful each time. All the girls delighted in teasing him unmercifully each time he came, then watching how hard his cock became through his pants.

After dinner, another soldier came and requested that Jessica’s team, the only one not to get new girls, accompany him to the Baron’s chamber. Anastasia sulked slightly as she watched them go; she had hoped that the Baron would call on her again. Dashia explained that the Baron never called on new girls on their first night. And in fact the harem had been given the day off to accommodate the new additions.

Anastasia understood and agreed that it made since, but still she had hoped. Then any happiness Anastasia had, quickly disappeared when another soldier arrived, and stated that the head Mistress was requesting her presence.

Anastasia followed the soldier down the stairs, through the main hallway, through a door, down another hall then into a modestly sized bedroom.

“Come in Anastasia.” Alyssa said.

“This slave’s presence was requested, Mistress.” Anastasia replied as she stepped into the room.

“Yes, I see they got you cleaned up and dressed. You look good in your green corset and drape skirt. In fact, I see now why the Baron bought you; ruby red lips, pretty eyes, and your pussy shaved marvelously. Some girls don’t have enough hair at the top to make a nice looking patch, but yours, yours looks really nice. ”

“Thank you Mistress.”

“Anastasia, I’m sure you know that I didn’t call you down here to compliment you on your new wardrobe or nice makeup job though.”

“This slave knows, Mistress.”

“Tell me Anastasia,” Alyssa started as she walked around Anastasia like a wolf circling its prey. “Do you know what irony is?”

“Yes Mistress, this slave is well educated.”

“Maybe, but never the less, I believe that I’m going to teach you a lesson tonight. You see, earlier today you showed a great deal of disrespect. I have thought long and hard about your punishment. I considered strapping you to a cross, and whipping your pussy and ass for a while. But then I decided that the Baron would be displeased if I damaged his precious new slave. So, do you have any idea what I’m going to do?”

“No Mistress.” Anastasia replied with a hint of fear in her voice.

“Squire Lumos, would you please join me.” Alyssa yelled.

Alyssa’s door opened and an attractive muscular man entered the room, walking straight over to Alyssa.

“You see Anastasia,” Alyssa continued, “licking up and swallowing the Baron’s cum really isn’t that bad. God knows I’ve drank enough over the years to fill a beer vat. But, he made me lick his cum out of you, not once but twice. Squire Lumos here just returned from patrol with his platoon, they’ve been out for what thirty days?”

“Thirty five, my lady.” Squire Lumos corrected her.

“Thirty five,” Alyssa went on, “Thirty five days, Anastasia do you have any idea how much cum builds up in a man’s nut sack after thirty five days.”

“No Mistress.” Anastasia replied with a little more fear in her voice.

“Well it seemed to me that if cleaning a pussy was suitable punishment for me, then it would suitable for you. Do you understand now?”

“Yes Mistress; my Mistress is planning on fucking the squire and having this slave clean her pussy.”

“NO!” Alyssa yelled as she lunged in towards Anastasia bringing her face right next to hers. “I plan on fucking his entire platoon, and then making you clean my pussy after each one gets done.” Alyssa finished stepping back with a very evil grin.

Anastasia stood there in shock with those words, each one, whole platoon, my God, my tongue will be dead, my stomach, is it possible to drink that much cum.

Alyssa seeing the shock on Anastasia’s face knew that she had already succeeded. Anastasia may be the Baron’s new pet, but she wasn’t skilled, and she was about to get a very rude lesson in magnitude. Walking over to her dresser, Alyssa retrieved some clips and chains of her own. Bringing them back, Alyssa attached a short chain with four clips on it to Anastasia’s bracelets and anklets. Anastasia stood there with her arms pulled down tight, and legs bound together. Then Alyssa took another chain with a clip and attached it to Anastasia’s collar. Leading Anastasia over to her bed, she clipped the other end to a ring on the bedpost at the foot. Yet another chain was attached to the collar and then laid down freely on the bed.

Satisfied, Alyssa unfastened her skirt and tossed it to the side. Standing there in her tight leather corset and leather stockings with her tits pointing straight out and pussy visible, she looked positively menacing.

“Well then, Squire Lumos, shall we get started?” Alyssa said as she crawled up on her bed and lay back.

Anastasia watched Alyssa climb on the bed; she positioned her self right at the edge, so that the squire wouldn’t even have to fully mount her. He could simple stand at the edge and fuck her. Reaching out Alyssa took the free chain leading to Anastasia’s collar in her hand and then spread her legs wide, propping her feet up on the edges. As Alyssa’s legs spread further open, Anastasia could see her shaved pussy spread revealing her thick pussy lips and cavernous hole.

The Squire walked over, dropped his pants and guided his rock hard cock straight to Alyssa’s wet cunt. Driving it deep in he wasted no time; in and out he drove his cock hard and fast. He grunted, groaned, moaned, and grunted some more as his cock continued to thrust in and out of Alyssa.

“Fuck me,” Alyssa cried out, “Fuck my dirty pussy, make me your whore.”

Hearing Alyssa’s words, the squire accelerated his pace driving his cock in deeper and faster until he suddenly stopped, then with a couple short strokes he quivered slightly.

“Yes, yes;” Alyssa said, “I can feel your cum filling my void.” She continued while looking over at Anastasia.

Stepping back the Squire’s cock slid free from Alyssa with a slight sloshing sound.

“Good, now get dressed and send in the next man.” Then with a quick tug on the chain, Alyssa pulled Anastasia over to her cunt.

“Now clean me.” Alyssa said with spite.

Anastasia lowered her head down and looked directly at Alyssa’s pussy. Under other circumstances, Anastasia thought, I would say that she actually as an attractive pussy. But instead she simple stuck her tongue out and started licking up the cum. Anastasia worked her tongue in and out of Alyssa’s pussy cleaning the outer lips, then the inner lips, working it in deeper she pulled every last drop off her walls. Sticking her tongue in deeper yet she found a pool of cum in the back. Curling her tongue up, she managed to coax the squire’s cum up and into her mouth. As she worked, she heard the door open and close, then open and close again. After the second time, footsteps could be heard approaching as Alyssa’s next man got ready.

“Good enough for now,” Alyssa said as she pushed Anastasia away. “Now you, soldier, fuck me, fuck me hard and fast. I need cock, lots of cock; I’m a filthy whore who needs your cock in her NOW.”

By the time Alyssa had the word ‘now’ out, the soldiers was driving his cock hard into her cunt.

“Don’t look away.” Alyssa said while looking at Anastasia before she turned back to the soldier.

Anastasia watched as his dick continued to thrust in and out, Alyssa’s pussy cream was flowing freely providing plenty of lubrication for him. Alyssa reached up, grabbed his firm buttocks, and started pulling him in harder and faster. Of course his performance wasn’t much different than the Squires. Evidently, thirty five days on patrol causes a man to release his come faster than normal because after only a few minutes, he was quivering as he deposited his load in Alyssa.

Just as before, Alyssa instructed him to leave and send in the next. With another yank on the chain, Alyssa pulled Anastasia over to her pussy.

Again Anastasia lowered her lips and tongue to Alyssa’s pussy. Sperm seeped out the bottom of her hole, dripping down between the crack. Hurriedly Anastasia swiped her tongue across the bottom before any managed to work it’s way to Alyssa’s brown hole. Brining her tongue up the sides and around, then back into her pussy, Anastasia sucked all of it out.

Again and again it happened, over and over Alyssa was fucked, the soldier blew his wad and Anastasia licked her cunt clean. In and out she watched, as cock after cock plunged into Alyssa. Some of the soldiers had big fat dicks, others had long ones but they all glided easily back and forth with a sloshing sound.

Anastasia was starting to loose track of the men, her head was in a fog as she continued to suck the cum out repeatedly. Then being forced to see that cruel look on Alyssa’s face once she was done.

Working her tongue around inside of Alyssa’s cunt, Anastasia heard a voice in the back of her head, the voice of her mother. Pride, that was the word she used pride, it gives a slave a sense of pride knowing that she can satisfy all those men. Well Anastasia wasn’t satisfying men, she was satisfying Alyssa. But now she understood what her Mom meant, and she wasn’t going to let Alyssa win. Anastasia was going to lick Alyssa’s cunt, and she was going to lick it enthusiastically. Anastasia was going to enjoy this experience. She had already thought that Alyssa’s pussy looked good. In fact, it tasted good too, and she liked the taste of sperm. Anastasia figured she could lick Alyssa’s cunt more times, than Alyssa could take a cock in it.

With new feelings of purpose and resolve, Anastasia watched eagerly. The Soldier stepped forward and guided his hard cock to her pussy. In and out it moved smoothly, dragging some of Alyssa’s cream with it. Working her hands underneath her drape skirt, Anastasia started fingering herself as she watched. Harder and harder, the soldier thrust his dick in Alyssa, as she cried out begging for more until he released his load in her. Stepping back his cock slid out freely. Not waiting for the tug, Anastasia practically leapt over to Alyssa’s pussy. Immediately she started licking and sucking on it, cleaning every last drop of both Alyssa’s and the soldiers cum up and swallowing it with joy.

Several more soldiers entered; time and time again they fucked Alyssa driving their hard cocks in and out of her pussy. Watching their cocks plunge in and out, Anastasia continued playing with her pussy, waiting in anticipation to eat the delicious treat they left behind.

As the night passed Anastasia started to notice Alyssa’s pussy getting quite red, and her pussy juice wasn’t flowing as freely. She is tiring Anastasia thought, which means I’m wining.

Finally, a few hours latter one of the soldiers finished, Alyssa gave him the usual instructions. Get dressed and send in the next. Instead, the soldier politely told her he was the last. It was a good thing that Anastasia had her face buried in Alyssa’s cunt, other wise Alyssa might have seen the huge smile on her face upon hearing that news. I won she thought, I won.

Anastasia continued working on Alyssa’s pussy, even though she could taste nothing but her own saliva now. Never the less, Anastasia was actually enjoying herself, working Alyssa’s soft pussy folds between her lips, and sucking on her clit. Then suddenly Alyssa pushed Anastasia back.

“Good enough.” She said as she unhooked the chains from her collar.

“Yes Mistress.” Anastasia cooed.

Struggling to stand, Alyssa removed the remaining chains and then stood rather wide legged in front of her.

“I hope you’ve learned your lesson, young lady.” Alyssa said.

Feelings of power swelled through Anastasia seeing Alyssa in this withered state. Alyssa had done a remarkable feat, taking on all those men, but it showed. Knowing that she had been able to endure Alyssa’s punishment, Anastasia figured why not antagonize her a little. “On the contrary Mistress, this slave found that she enjoyed the experience, your pussy was most appetizing and the addition of sperm made it that much better. Would it be possible for us to do it again soon?”

“OUT!” Alyssa screamed

Anastasia grinned, turned and walked out the door and back to her harems common room.

“I hope she punishes me like that.” Erica said as Anastasia finished telling the story to a room full of girls masturbating. “I simply love the taste of sperm inside pussy.”

“The funny thing was, in the end I did too.” Anastasia said laughing back.

“Some how, I doubt if she’ll try that again.” Dashia said.

“Awwww,” Erica moaned.

“Well, if you like the idea that much, we could invite a platoon up; have them fuck all of our brains out, and then you can clean us up.” Dashia said.

“Goodie.” Erica said with a giggle.

“OK girls. It has been an interesting day, and our Anastasia struck a blow to our mortal enemy; Alyssa and her east harem. But we do have duty tomorrow, so I suggest that we all head to bed.” Dashia said as she stood up and started walking towards the first bedroom.

Watching Dashia, Constance, and Emily, disappear behind the door; Anastasia realized that the Baron really had screwed up by buying her. Everything was set up for three slaves making one team. Then the section mistresses and the harem mistress made another team. With the Baron throwing her into the mix, it all went to hell. Anastasia was thankful that no one blamed her for the situation, or if they did, they didn’t show it.

Anastasia, Erica and Vanessa meandered to their room. Once inside, everyone helped each other get out of their corsets and stockings. Crawling up on the bed, Erica and Vanessa started to giggle slightly.

“There’s no way.” Anastasia started to protest.

“Well, we figured that since you were worked so hard tonight, that we could give you a treat.” Vanessa said as she started sliding down the bed towards Anastasia’s pussy.

Feeling Vanessa’s tits’ as they drug across her own didn’t do Anastasia any favors in saying no. And when Vanessa reached her pussy, Anastasia found herself spreading her legs apart, to allow Vanessa better access.

Erica, of course wasn’t allowing Vanessa to go at it alone. Leaning over Erica parted her lips and brought Anastasia’s strawberry nipple to them. Sucking the nipple in deeply she rolled her tongue across it and drew little circles.

Anastasia closed her eyes feeling the ecstasy as Vanessa gently manipulated her cunt, and Erica kneaded her tits with their tongues, until she drifted off to sleep.

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