by Aaron Evans
She looked terrified. Something about that look on her face made we wet. I thought of everything that Autumn had done to me and how punishing me seemed to get her off. Now, here was sweet, sexy Kira, completely helpless. These men were going to fuck her until she was screaming, and they wanted me to help. I watched them fuck her on either end, and realized I could do whatever I wanted.
For once, I wasn’t the bitch. I could be the Bitch.
“Yes, Tomas.” I smiled wickedly. “I would be happy to.”
Barbarian Passion
It was strange.
Kira was still bound, and on her side. Behind her was Robert, an intense man with dark hair. He had hawk eyes, the kind of eyes that made you think he could see the secrets behind your heart.
Currently, Robert was holding on to some of the bonds tying Kira down, slamming his hard cock into her wetness. Her arms were behind her back, and she was completely powerless as he used her. There was nothing else in his world. He forced her backwards onto him, again and again, and she whimpered and moaned.
Not that her noises were easy to hear. Her mouth was wrapped around the thick cock of one Dr. Tomas Musar, a dark-skinned man who was thoroughly savaging her throat. She would be hoarse when he was done, but she didn't care. He had his hand in her hair as he used her, forcing her to swallow him.
And there I stood, with a riding crop. All I was doing was watching them use her. It was strange. Usually, I was the one who was tied up, who couldn't help herself as her body was used. Now, as I looked into her big green eyes, wet with fear and wide with arousal, I couldn't help but feel a bit jealous.
Moments ago, Tomas had suggested I do more than watch.
"Are you certain you don't need some attention, Tasia?"
I blushed. I knew he had caught me staring hungrily. Kira lay between them, a bound toy, being used strictly for their pleasure. Robert had his fingers in her bonds, and was pulling her onto his cock with terrific force. When I could occasionally catch a glimpse of her face, she was in bliss.
"I actually have plans for later." I swallowed.
"That's too bad." He pulled his balls away from her mouth and re-inserted his cock. He began to fuck her face in earnest. "I think I would enjoy watching you spank this sweet little bitch while we fuck her."
I had never topped anyone. I just stood, watching them fuck her, not certain what to do. I knew that I wanted… something. The thought of spanking pretty little Kira, keeping her helpless was making me wet.
Tomas pulled out of her mouth. "I think our little ‘Tasia needs some direction." He stroked Kira's face as he spoke to me. "Would you like to help us play with our toy?"
She was lying on her side. I didn't see a good way to use the crop. "I will do whatever my Master's guests wish-."
"No." He walked over to me. "That wasn't what I asked." I tore my eyes from his thickness and looked him in the eyes. "I asked if you wanted to share our toy. Not if you wanted to serve us, but if you wanted to help us use pretty little Kira."
Pretty little Kira was gasping and moaning from the fucking that Robert was giving her. He was rubbing her wetness as he slammed himself into her, again and again. I could tell she was going to come soon.
"He should stop." My voice was a whisper. "She will come too soon that way. You'll prefer her hungry. If she comes, her intensity will fade."
Tomas smiled. "That's absolutely true." He turned to Robert.
"Maybe you should ease off, mate. You're going to finish her off too soon." Robert slowed his thrusts, even though his fingers kept working. Kira moaned.
"No. Please fuck me. I need your cock…" She was able to speak now that Tomas was no longer occupying her mouth.
Tomas turned to me. "What now, little ‘Tasia?"
I bit my lip. "If you want me to beat her, we need to get her repositioned."
He smiled. "You live here, precious one. You have probably seen more than we have. What's the best way to have her?"
I smiled as I realized what we should do.
2
Ten minutes later, we had her untied and shifted into a new position.
Kira was beautiful. She had a short shock of wild, fiery red hair and dazzling green eyes. Her fair skin was dotted with freckles, and was soft like cream. It was more than her body, however. Kira was amazingly submissive. Everything about her manner was sweet, with a subtle sexuality behind every look.
Now, we had her on her back. The platform she was on had wheels, and was about three feet off the ground. It was covered in a thick fur. The silk rope was looped around her torso, tying her down to the platform.
We had taken two other pieces of the rope and tied her wrists to her ankles. She lay on her back, unable to move, with her legs wide open and in the air. She still had on her long boots and corset, although her pretty breasts spilled from the front of the corset. Her desire was a glistening thing. I caressed her lightly with my fingertips, my eyes on the men.
"If you fuck her too fiercely, right from the start, then you get little fun. Once she comes, she isn't as… hungry anymore and just relaxes and takes what you give her." I gave her some of my attention.
"’Tasia, oh please, sweet ‘Tasia…" Kira's begging was a soft litany.
I smiled. "You want her to beg for you, yes?"
Robert spoke throatily, "Yes." Tomas was also nodding.
"You began with her too eagerly. We need to start over from the beginning. That way you control her, every step of the way." I rubbed her faster, and leaned over to her ear. "We are starting over, pretty Kira."
She whimpered. "Please ‘Tasia, No." I smiled at her. Her begging was making me wet. I could see why Autumn liked this. I stopped touching her.
"Yes, Kira. Yes."
And then I began.
I took the riding crop to her flat stomach. Making short quick slaps, I tested how hard she could take a hit without yelping. Once she cried out, I settled on that strength.
"Robert, dear, would you bring me one of those floggers?" I pointed at the cabinet.
He smiled at me and nodded. "My pleasure, ‘Tasia."
"Please don't beat me, Mistress." Kira's voice was soft.
I leaned over. "I'm going to do with you as I please, little Kira. Master Victor's guests want to watch me beat you."
She whined. Tomas smiled and stroked her hair. "It's true, pretty one. She's only doing as we asked her to."
She pouted and mewled as Robert brought me the tawse. It was so similar to the one Master Victor had used on me dozens of times. I liked the weight in my hand. I swung it through the air twice, just to get a feel.
Then, I started into work on her beautiful breasts.
"Pain will take her backward from the pleasure she was just feeling." I looked at Tomas as I spoke. The slapping felt good all up along my arm. With the first strike, she started to scream.
"’Tasia! Please!"
I ignored her. The stripes on her pale skin were beautiful. I gave her twelve strokes on each breast until her screams rambled together, wordlessly. The intense, "on the edge" look had left her eyes, and her body was almost relaxed, writhing helplessly against the pain as she cried. I nodded to myself, and looked at the men.
"You should stand on either side of her, and make her take turns servicing you. Remember, this isn't about her pleasure, it's about yours."
Tomas smiled at me as he took his place. "See? I knew you would know what to do." He pushed his cock into her mouth, sighing as he did.
Slowly, I eased up on Kira, and started tracing my fingers along her body. She moaned as my fingers drifted close to her groin, and tried to arch herself towards me. She could not however; she was tied too well.
"No little toy. I'm not touching you yet. You service the Master's guests."
"Yes, ‘Tasia." She turned her head to Robert, and grinned as she saw him, hard and waiting. Eagerly, she started to suck him, making soft contented noises
"Tomas, would you like to come over here and fuck her?"
He grinned at me. "I would at that, ‘Tasia." He completely dropped his pants and gave me a look. "As long as you're certain you don't need any attention."
I smiled at him. "I don't, but I can think of something nice for you." I dropped to my knees. "Fuck her, Tomas. Fuck her and I'll lick your balls while you do it."
He chuckled. "You're an amazing woman, ‘Tasia." Tomas took one of her legs in each hand, and eased his enormous shaft into her. She practically squealed around Robert's cock.
I looked up at him. “Don't play with her clit, not yet at least. You want her to beg you. If you pleasure her too soon, then you aren't in control."
He nodded once, and then began to slowly, powerfully fuck her. I crawled forward and licked my way up his leg. I loved the smell of his dark skin. When I found his heavy balls, I began to worship them with my tongue, devouring him hungrily. His soft sighs and moans were music to my ears.
"’Tasia. Oh, sweet girl. Victor is a lucky man." His stroked my hair as I tongued him, and he began to fuck Kira even harder. I could feel his muscles tighten as he slammed himself into her, and was struggling to stay on his balls while he fucked her.
"Shit. Oh, Shit." That was Robert. "I'm going to come in your mouth, little whore."
"Make him come, Kira." Tomas' practically groaned as he said it. I could taste her as she dripped down his hardness and ran over his balls. It made me even wetter to have her in my mouth.
I love the taste of pussy.
"God damn." I peeked at Robert. He had both of his hands in Kira's hair and was fucking her mouth like a storm. "You're going to take my come, little whore."
She was whimpering, her eyes rolling back to flutter closed. I watched him close his eyes tightly and tense every muscle in his body.
"Shit. SHIT. GOD DAMN" He was burying himself in her throat, moaning as her took her, then, he was suddenly quiet, and still. His breath came in shuddering pants. He was quiet now, as if he could not speak.
He was filling her mouth with his come.
I went back to licking Tomas' sweet, heavy balls. I traced my tongue backwards, tasting his skin. He tensed, and fucked Kira faster.
"Oh shit, Tasia. SHIT." He rubbed her wet cleft faster as he fucked her. Kira started to wail.
"Please, Daddy. I need to come." Her voice was soft as she begged.
"Not until I do, little Kira." I eased off on his balls for just a moment, and then wet my finger. Once it was coated, I pressed it into his asshole, where I had just tongued him and made him slippery. Then, as I sunk a finger into him, I began, again, to hungrily tongue his balls.
Tomas screamed.
"FUCK!! OH FUCKING GOD!!" He began to ramble, his word running off into nonsense. Even as he exploded into Kira, he thrust himself backwards onto my finger, screaming with pleasure.
I slipped my other hand upward, and began to rub Kira's slickness. Tomas had forgotten her with his explosion.
She came, mewling and begging, only a moment later. Her face was covered with Roberts come, while Tomas' was dripping from between her thighs.
The three of them collapsed together, and were quiet for a long moment.
"Thank you Tasia." Her eyes were wet when she looked at me.
3
Both Tomas and Robert would fuck Kira again before the night was over, but I wouldn't be there to see it. Master Victor came to claim me long before that.
"’Tasia took very good care of me, Master Victor." Kira's voice was a purr. She had hugged herself behind me, and I could feel her naked breasts against my back. She nibbled at my shoulder.
"I was sure she would." He traced his finger along my jaw. "We'll leave you untied for the rest of the night, Kira. I'm sure you can handle things."
She nodded. "Yes, Daddy." She kissed him on the cheek before bouncing off to sit on Robert's lap.
Master Victor smiled. "It looks as if you did a good job with Kira for me."
I blushed. "I tried to, Daddy."
"I'm proud of you, baby girl. It makes me happy to see you take care of things for me." He ran a hand down my side, and I trembled at his touch. "I have some people who are interested in meeting you."
I looked down. "Yes, Daddy. I know."
He chuckled. "You aren't worried, are you, little ‘Tasia?"
I shifted my feet. "Maybe a little, Daddy."
He took my hand and led me away from giggling Kira and her satisfied men. "You know you will always be taken care of, sweetling. Nothing will happen to you that I won't allow."
I smiled at him. “I know, Daddy. This is just a little different."
He took my arm and walked out of the room with me. In the hallway, he nodded at one of his guests before continuing.
"Tell me, love. What worries you?"
I sighed. “I'm not exactly worried, Daddy. I just don't know these men. These are men who have looked at me, stroked themselves while watching me, and I don't have a name or a face for them." I gestured behind us. "I know that was hard for Kira, because it was her first time bound with strangers, but at least she had names on them, had an idea of who they were, what they looked like." This wasn't exactly what I meant.
He stopped walking. His hand trailed down my back, and rested at the curve of my ass. "I think I understand your problem, little one. I'd like to give you some perspective on it."
I nodded at him. "Thank you, Daddy."
He looked down the wide hallway. There were guests and girls milling about, many going to the side wing. I knew from the THUMP THUMP that Master Victor had a dance, or rave of some kind going on.
"Every man here is handpicked. I met them through business or social connections and came to know them. I have spent dozens of hours with each of them. They have been medically screened." He laughed. "I even did background checks." He looked at me. "Do you know why I do all this?"
I nodded my head. "You want to know who you are dealing with. You want to know a person before you invite him into your home."
He kissed my nose. It was gentle, sweet. "No, little ‘Tasia. I want to know a man before I share my greatest treasures with him. I want to know that he is worthy in every way. He must be healthy, strong of mind, of good character." He caught me with his gaze. "Now, you trust my judgment, correct?"
There was only one answer to that. "Of course, Daddy."
"Then know this, little one. These men have been so thoroughly looked over by me that you can know, always, that I have chosen them personally. Do not think of them as boys at a dance, whom you must woo and preen for, or impress somehow. They are my implements." He caressed my face. "They are tools that I am going to use to fuck you. Every stroke, every spanking, every orgasm is because of me. They are not strangers; they are extensions of your Master, fucking you in whatever manner he pleases."
I smiled. It made sense. I was forgetting my place again, more worried about my appearance or my need to impress others. Relief coursed through me.
"You take such good care of me, Daddy." I leaned up and kissed his cheek.
He chuckled. "Good girl. I am taking you to them now."
"Thank you, Daddy."
He led me down the hallway. I loved being on his arm.
Master Victor's aviary was easily my favorite room in his whole house. Year 'round, it was a warm seventy-five degrees and had a small pond in the center. His gardener kept it beautiful, and there were many flowering plants and small trees. It was a mini- jungle.
I was surprised when he led me to the aviary tonight. When I saw that one of the small clearings had been outfitted with a plush bed, and that he had a fog machine and candlelight, I realized what he had in store.
It was stunning. The candles flickered inside colored jars, and cast a soft blue glow through the fog. I could hear the chirping of crickets. Somewhere, he had a gentle fan that swirled the mist and made the leaves dance.
"It IS your favorite room." He grinned and hugged me close. "I thought you would enjoy a paradise for tonight's activities."
"Oh, Daddy!"
I looked around, amazed at what he had done.
"You deserve beauty, ‘Tasia. You deserve this and much more." He wrapped an arm around me, and gave me a kiss. I melted under his lips, and he lowered me to the bed. We looked at each other a long moment before he spoke.
"I'm going to leave you here, little one."
I was trembling. "Yes, Daddy."
"You know you are safe."
I nodded. I did. This was irrational. “Yes, Daddy. You always take care of me."
He smiled. "Yes, little ‘Tasia." He stood, looking down at me. "I'll see you soon." He bent, and gave me one last kiss on my forehead.
Then he walked away. He walked away, and he did not look back.
I sat on the bed for several long moments, peering into the blue haze. I kept expecting to hear the door open. I thought that whoever might be coming would herald their approach when it did, as I would be able to hear the noises of the party outside.
No. Only crickets and my thundering heart.
I slid from the bed, and kicked my stiletto shoes underneath it. The ground was grass, of course, kept green with both the skylight and the special lights that Master Victor used in here. The grass was soft and soothing underneath my feet. I couldn't help but smile at its coolness. I was just starting to relax when I saw him, standing in the mists. I gasped, and my heart leapt to my throat.
He said nothing. He simply stood and stared.
The dark haired man was six feet tall, easily, and had a good hundred pounds on me. That wasn't in a bad way, however; he rippled with taut muscle. He wore only what looked like short leather pants. Tribal style makeup was on his face and chest. He simply stared at me, hunger in his eyes
I stood frozen. It was like being helpless before a hunter. He had me with his eyes. Then, he stepped toward me, and his spell broke. I started to run.
He was on me in moments.
He ran up behind me and looped a powerful arm around my waist. At the same time, he launched a kick that took me behind the knee. It didn't hurt; it simply made my knee bend, and I stumbled. He completely caught me around my waist then, and wrapped his other hand around my neck.
