Yes, Master
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Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
16,164
Reviews:
11
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Chapter 4
Chapter 4
She tried to catch her breath, but her heart was racing so hard. Her eyes closed and her head bowed down, she raised her right hand to cover her eyes and tried desperately to keep from shedding tears. She didn't know exactly why she wanted to cry but tears were threatening to escape. She had a sneaky suspicion it was because she was there, because he was pleased, because he had touched her in that manner, because she felt elated in being in front of him, because she felt completely like a woman there to please this strong man. All of those things or any of those things could cause her to surrender to him in this way. She looked up to him with tears in her eyes and said, “thank you, Master”.
He had been looking at her, watching her struggle, still. He thought that she still had much to learn and knew that her time here would benefit her only if she allowed herself to it. He knew he could require it, demand it with his words and actions, but it pleased him to watch her make this natural progression. It would please him to watch her give into it completely, to beg without thinking, because it was natural of her despite who she kneeled before. He chuckled knowing hearing her say “thank you, Master” was a beginning.
Tipping his head, he placed his right hand upon his chin and regarded her, the tears apparent in her eyes. He said to her simply “Time to get dinner going, ancilla.” He would make her deal with these emotions, not giving her anything to feed off of. He would watch her break and writhe before him by her own submission, and he would enjoy watching it.
“Yes, Master”, she stated as she gathered herself up from by his boots. “Master, may I please put my silk back on if it pleases you?” she begged. He nodded his head and moved to relax not giving her a second glance. Ancilla noticed this as she gathered the deep green material and gathered it about her again, making it again snug atop her breast. She walked to the kitchen quickly, noticing ariel in front of her making way herself. Ancilla thought that perhaps she was not pleasing, he didn't look at her again, her thoughts doubting herself and she quickly berated her mind for thinking such things. She knew he did everything for a reason and wondered why he made her desire him so much and then paid her no attention. Tears fell silently down her cheeks and she raised her hand to wipe them away, not wanting anyone to see.
Ariel and ancilla worked in the kitchen quietly, getting dinner ready. Ancilla looked at ariel at one point and asked her, “Did I do something wrong?”. Ariel knew that she was dwelling on what happened in the living room, she thought for a moment and decided to help her just a little. “Ancilla, don't hide things from him, it won't work. He always knows. But I'm sure you don't think you hid anything, because you hide it from yourself”, then she continued with the preparation. Ancilla looked at her for a moment, trying desperately to understand the riddle she just heard. She was responsive to him, she didn't understand what she was hiding from him, and then she remembered holding back the tears. Why did she have tears anyway she wondered again. How could she be open to him if she didn't understand what the reason was herself? She sighed heavily, aggravated with herself. She didn't want to ruin this chance and closed her eyes and took deep breathes trying center herself and remember to be pleasing. She smiled towards ariel and said “thank you, I will truly try” and continued to help with the preparation of dinner.
When dinner was ready, she followed ariels lead on what to do. Everything was placed on the table, grilled chicken, sauteed and steamed green beans, pineapple and strawberries and a healthy salad. She smiled when she saw that plates were being handed to her along with utensils for everyone. It wasn't something she had done before, but knew that plates and utensils were something else that could be taken away from her in order to help her feel her slavery. Ariel told her to stay while she went to get her Master. When he approached the table, ancilla's eyes immediately lowered hoping that the setting would be found pleasing. He spoke to her casually, “ancilla, water for everyone for dinner”. “Yes, Master,” she said. She quickly went into the kitchen grabbed some glasses and went to the fridge to get the water. She was ready to pour the cool drink and looked at each of the glasses to be sure there were no chips. She was sure there would not be, but checked none the less.
Keeping one close to her belly, she walked to the table and knelt at his boots again, tucking her legs under her as her eyes lowered. She thought again of her love of serving and her of her slavery, brought the glass to her lips and gently kissed the side, and then with arms extended lowered her head and parted her lips to him again. “Master, ancilla brings you chilled water and pray it refreshes and pleases you.” Instead of feeling the glass lift from her, she felt his hand snap on her wrist, and the other fist her hair fiercely. She was looked up to him, fearful that she did something wrong, not knowing what it was. “Ancilla, praying will not help you if the serve or you are not found pleasing. I would suggest you try again and keep that in my mind. I let it go the first time to see if it was just nerves, but apparently not,” he said.
Her parted lips from the pain of her head being snapped back and the powerful grip in locks, she looked up to him almost terrified but her bodies reaction would betray her again as the response in between her thighs revealed the natural state of being in front of this strong man who would except nothing from her but the best. Clearing her throat of the nerves as her heart raced in her ears, she parted her lips again, quietly at first as her voice was failing her, then more appropriately toned she spoke, “Master, this slut bring you chilled water and hope it refreshes and pleases you.” She waited with her arms extended out to him, hoping that it was more pleasing to him this time. Feeling the lift of the glass, her body sighed in relief. “Continue on”, was all he said to release her. She placed her hands to the floor and lifted herself up again to retrieve the other glasses for ariel and herself.
Coming back from the kitchen she placed them at the appropriate places and watched ariel trying to follow her lead. The tip of ariel's head to the chair letting her know she could sit, ancilla pulled the chair out and sat down and waited. She didn't know how in the world she would eat as her stomach was in knots but also knew she would do whatever she was told and hope like hell that her nerves didn't betray her. Ariel dished out the fresh salad into a bowl for Master first, then to herself and ancilla. Reaching for his plate, she filled it with healthy portions of chicken, green beans, pineapple and strawberries. She took the next plate and looked at her Master as he stated “a 1/3 of a portion.” “Yes, Master”, she said as a noticeably smaller portion of food was placed upon the plate and then handed to ancilla. Following suit, the same amount was put on the last plate and she waited.
Ancilla too had waited as she never knew what a Free's preference was on how she would eat. Some just told her to eat while others would have her feed from their hand. He was already eating his portion while ariel was dishing out ancilla and her own and stopped for a moment to grab a piece of pineapple from ariel's plate. Holding it up to her mouth, he nodded as she opened her mouth and her lips encircled the fruit. Ancilla watched as she had never -seen- it done, only done herself. She watched as ariel's lips circled around his fingers slowly pulling the fruit into her mouth before she pulled away from his fingers long enough to bite the fruit and then watched as she sensuously licked his fingers and then replied, “Thank you, Master.” He nodded to her and she began to eat her salad. Fascinated by what she just saw, she noticed her body shaking yet again. It was so simple yet seductive and knowing, what she had just witnessed.
Lowering her head and looking down she waited as she saw him pick up a piece of fruit from her own plate. Glancing up to him as her body shivered, he held it up to her as her emerald eyes darted from his eyes to the fruit, waiting for the sign from him. He tipped his head and said, “You feed because I give it to you, ancilla. Not a drop of food will reach your mouth unless I approve. The sluts do not eat until I feed them and neither will you.” Her eyes lowered in submission to him again as a whisper danced over her lips, “yes, Master”. Bringing the fruit closer to her mouth, he nodded as she swallowed hard and opened her mouth. She looked up into his eyes and she opened her mouth wide, and brought it forward to accept the grateful offering from him. Her tongue lazily moving under her finger as she pulled the fruit forward into her mouth. Chewing it before she swallowed, she felt the gushing in between her legs. This man had total power of her body with simple words and gestures. She felt her belly quiver, knowing this was her place, serving men, serving him, being thankful for anything he would give her. Her green orbs open to him, but full of submission, her tongue traced over his fingers before her mouth enclosed over them as chills ran up her spine and her nipples tweaked. Pulling back, she looked thankfully to him and said, “Thank you, Master.” He nodded to her and to her plate and then began to eat his own food again. She followed ariel's lead and started to eat herself, her body tingling completely at everything occurring.
Her mind swelled as the dinner conversation mostly consisted of his slave giving a checklist of things completed throughout the day and what she had planned on doing the next day to see if it met his approval. Ancilla listened attentively, but noticed as well, that he barely looked at her. This was not about her, not about anything more than what pleased him. He would do simply what he wished, when he wished. They had many conversations and while she knew that she could easily carry on conversations, and wanted desperately to show some of her personality to him, she also knew that she first had to learn how to read his moods. Throughout dinner, he seemed to loosen up slightly when speaking with his slave, it was natural how they flowed in conversation with each other. Ancilla's mind making note of simple gestures between the two as she finished her dinner.
When it appeared that everyone was finished, she asked ariel quietly if she could clear the table, and ariel nodded to her. Ancilla proceeded to get up and clear the table of the dishes, taking them to the kitchen as the two of them remained talking. Having cleared the table completely, she proceeded to do the dishes, taking care with each piece and wiping everything down to a sparkle before she returned to the room. She noticed that the two of them were still talking and stood by the doorway waiting for instruction. He glanced up to her and then to his slave and said “she appears to be done”. Ariel asked if she was permitted to verify and he grunted. Both getting up from the table, going their separate ways, her to the kitchen and Master to the living room. Ancilla waited patiently by the door as ariel checked out things in the kitchen, making sure it was clean to his expectations. She came out and smiled at ancilla and with the nudge of her head, motioned for her to go with her to the living room. “Everything looks good, Master”, she stated. He nodded to her and again, barely looked at ancilla.
Her heart began to fall as she wondered what she could do to be more pleasing to him. She gathered her voice and softly spoke, “Master, may i do anything to please you?” He quirked an eyebrow at her and goosebumps again formed over her flesh.
She tried to catch her breath, but her heart was racing so hard. Her eyes closed and her head bowed down, she raised her right hand to cover her eyes and tried desperately to keep from shedding tears. She didn't know exactly why she wanted to cry but tears were threatening to escape. She had a sneaky suspicion it was because she was there, because he was pleased, because he had touched her in that manner, because she felt elated in being in front of him, because she felt completely like a woman there to please this strong man. All of those things or any of those things could cause her to surrender to him in this way. She looked up to him with tears in her eyes and said, “thank you, Master”.
He had been looking at her, watching her struggle, still. He thought that she still had much to learn and knew that her time here would benefit her only if she allowed herself to it. He knew he could require it, demand it with his words and actions, but it pleased him to watch her make this natural progression. It would please him to watch her give into it completely, to beg without thinking, because it was natural of her despite who she kneeled before. He chuckled knowing hearing her say “thank you, Master” was a beginning.
Tipping his head, he placed his right hand upon his chin and regarded her, the tears apparent in her eyes. He said to her simply “Time to get dinner going, ancilla.” He would make her deal with these emotions, not giving her anything to feed off of. He would watch her break and writhe before him by her own submission, and he would enjoy watching it.
“Yes, Master”, she stated as she gathered herself up from by his boots. “Master, may I please put my silk back on if it pleases you?” she begged. He nodded his head and moved to relax not giving her a second glance. Ancilla noticed this as she gathered the deep green material and gathered it about her again, making it again snug atop her breast. She walked to the kitchen quickly, noticing ariel in front of her making way herself. Ancilla thought that perhaps she was not pleasing, he didn't look at her again, her thoughts doubting herself and she quickly berated her mind for thinking such things. She knew he did everything for a reason and wondered why he made her desire him so much and then paid her no attention. Tears fell silently down her cheeks and she raised her hand to wipe them away, not wanting anyone to see.
Ariel and ancilla worked in the kitchen quietly, getting dinner ready. Ancilla looked at ariel at one point and asked her, “Did I do something wrong?”. Ariel knew that she was dwelling on what happened in the living room, she thought for a moment and decided to help her just a little. “Ancilla, don't hide things from him, it won't work. He always knows. But I'm sure you don't think you hid anything, because you hide it from yourself”, then she continued with the preparation. Ancilla looked at her for a moment, trying desperately to understand the riddle she just heard. She was responsive to him, she didn't understand what she was hiding from him, and then she remembered holding back the tears. Why did she have tears anyway she wondered again. How could she be open to him if she didn't understand what the reason was herself? She sighed heavily, aggravated with herself. She didn't want to ruin this chance and closed her eyes and took deep breathes trying center herself and remember to be pleasing. She smiled towards ariel and said “thank you, I will truly try” and continued to help with the preparation of dinner.
When dinner was ready, she followed ariels lead on what to do. Everything was placed on the table, grilled chicken, sauteed and steamed green beans, pineapple and strawberries and a healthy salad. She smiled when she saw that plates were being handed to her along with utensils for everyone. It wasn't something she had done before, but knew that plates and utensils were something else that could be taken away from her in order to help her feel her slavery. Ariel told her to stay while she went to get her Master. When he approached the table, ancilla's eyes immediately lowered hoping that the setting would be found pleasing. He spoke to her casually, “ancilla, water for everyone for dinner”. “Yes, Master,” she said. She quickly went into the kitchen grabbed some glasses and went to the fridge to get the water. She was ready to pour the cool drink and looked at each of the glasses to be sure there were no chips. She was sure there would not be, but checked none the less.
Keeping one close to her belly, she walked to the table and knelt at his boots again, tucking her legs under her as her eyes lowered. She thought again of her love of serving and her of her slavery, brought the glass to her lips and gently kissed the side, and then with arms extended lowered her head and parted her lips to him again. “Master, ancilla brings you chilled water and pray it refreshes and pleases you.” Instead of feeling the glass lift from her, she felt his hand snap on her wrist, and the other fist her hair fiercely. She was looked up to him, fearful that she did something wrong, not knowing what it was. “Ancilla, praying will not help you if the serve or you are not found pleasing. I would suggest you try again and keep that in my mind. I let it go the first time to see if it was just nerves, but apparently not,” he said.
Her parted lips from the pain of her head being snapped back and the powerful grip in locks, she looked up to him almost terrified but her bodies reaction would betray her again as the response in between her thighs revealed the natural state of being in front of this strong man who would except nothing from her but the best. Clearing her throat of the nerves as her heart raced in her ears, she parted her lips again, quietly at first as her voice was failing her, then more appropriately toned she spoke, “Master, this slut bring you chilled water and hope it refreshes and pleases you.” She waited with her arms extended out to him, hoping that it was more pleasing to him this time. Feeling the lift of the glass, her body sighed in relief. “Continue on”, was all he said to release her. She placed her hands to the floor and lifted herself up again to retrieve the other glasses for ariel and herself.
Coming back from the kitchen she placed them at the appropriate places and watched ariel trying to follow her lead. The tip of ariel's head to the chair letting her know she could sit, ancilla pulled the chair out and sat down and waited. She didn't know how in the world she would eat as her stomach was in knots but also knew she would do whatever she was told and hope like hell that her nerves didn't betray her. Ariel dished out the fresh salad into a bowl for Master first, then to herself and ancilla. Reaching for his plate, she filled it with healthy portions of chicken, green beans, pineapple and strawberries. She took the next plate and looked at her Master as he stated “a 1/3 of a portion.” “Yes, Master”, she said as a noticeably smaller portion of food was placed upon the plate and then handed to ancilla. Following suit, the same amount was put on the last plate and she waited.
Ancilla too had waited as she never knew what a Free's preference was on how she would eat. Some just told her to eat while others would have her feed from their hand. He was already eating his portion while ariel was dishing out ancilla and her own and stopped for a moment to grab a piece of pineapple from ariel's plate. Holding it up to her mouth, he nodded as she opened her mouth and her lips encircled the fruit. Ancilla watched as she had never -seen- it done, only done herself. She watched as ariel's lips circled around his fingers slowly pulling the fruit into her mouth before she pulled away from his fingers long enough to bite the fruit and then watched as she sensuously licked his fingers and then replied, “Thank you, Master.” He nodded to her and she began to eat her salad. Fascinated by what she just saw, she noticed her body shaking yet again. It was so simple yet seductive and knowing, what she had just witnessed.
Lowering her head and looking down she waited as she saw him pick up a piece of fruit from her own plate. Glancing up to him as her body shivered, he held it up to her as her emerald eyes darted from his eyes to the fruit, waiting for the sign from him. He tipped his head and said, “You feed because I give it to you, ancilla. Not a drop of food will reach your mouth unless I approve. The sluts do not eat until I feed them and neither will you.” Her eyes lowered in submission to him again as a whisper danced over her lips, “yes, Master”. Bringing the fruit closer to her mouth, he nodded as she swallowed hard and opened her mouth. She looked up into his eyes and she opened her mouth wide, and brought it forward to accept the grateful offering from him. Her tongue lazily moving under her finger as she pulled the fruit forward into her mouth. Chewing it before she swallowed, she felt the gushing in between her legs. This man had total power of her body with simple words and gestures. She felt her belly quiver, knowing this was her place, serving men, serving him, being thankful for anything he would give her. Her green orbs open to him, but full of submission, her tongue traced over his fingers before her mouth enclosed over them as chills ran up her spine and her nipples tweaked. Pulling back, she looked thankfully to him and said, “Thank you, Master.” He nodded to her and to her plate and then began to eat his own food again. She followed ariel's lead and started to eat herself, her body tingling completely at everything occurring.
Her mind swelled as the dinner conversation mostly consisted of his slave giving a checklist of things completed throughout the day and what she had planned on doing the next day to see if it met his approval. Ancilla listened attentively, but noticed as well, that he barely looked at her. This was not about her, not about anything more than what pleased him. He would do simply what he wished, when he wished. They had many conversations and while she knew that she could easily carry on conversations, and wanted desperately to show some of her personality to him, she also knew that she first had to learn how to read his moods. Throughout dinner, he seemed to loosen up slightly when speaking with his slave, it was natural how they flowed in conversation with each other. Ancilla's mind making note of simple gestures between the two as she finished her dinner.
When it appeared that everyone was finished, she asked ariel quietly if she could clear the table, and ariel nodded to her. Ancilla proceeded to get up and clear the table of the dishes, taking them to the kitchen as the two of them remained talking. Having cleared the table completely, she proceeded to do the dishes, taking care with each piece and wiping everything down to a sparkle before she returned to the room. She noticed that the two of them were still talking and stood by the doorway waiting for instruction. He glanced up to her and then to his slave and said “she appears to be done”. Ariel asked if she was permitted to verify and he grunted. Both getting up from the table, going their separate ways, her to the kitchen and Master to the living room. Ancilla waited patiently by the door as ariel checked out things in the kitchen, making sure it was clean to his expectations. She came out and smiled at ancilla and with the nudge of her head, motioned for her to go with her to the living room. “Everything looks good, Master”, she stated. He nodded to her and again, barely looked at ancilla.
Her heart began to fall as she wondered what she could do to be more pleasing to him. She gathered her voice and softly spoke, “Master, may i do anything to please you?” He quirked an eyebrow at her and goosebumps again formed over her flesh.