Chapter 25:
Dynastic Joviality
Kyle wandered down the stairs to find cook before she found herself witnessing quite the overwhelming sexual exploit. He did his best to walk without looking obvious, but he’d never felt his cock in such torment nor pain any time in this life that he could recall. He was ravenous and hungry for pussy, thirsting for the sweet sounds of beautiful women screaming his name, he did his best to focus on something else. Any distraction to allow him to focus on taking dinner up to his sensual whore’s bedroom to ensure her slave had plenty of sustenance to survive the night.
Kyle entered the staff kitchen to see his two closest and oldest chefs, one’s that cooked for him as a boy in this very place, still slaving over a hot stove.
“You might want to double that recipe now, I’ll be eating after all.” They both smiled, amused but not the least bit surprised;
“You’re just like your father, always a last minute eater, it must be the curse of a writer.”
The kindly old woman continued to cook and Kyle sat down nearby on the barstool waiting to take up both trays upstairs;
“She must be hungry tonight, never imagined cooking so much for a single woman.” Kyle smiled and looked up, “She didn’t eat much yesterday and slept most of the morning, she works much too hard, but her efforts never go unnoticed. Thank you for preparing her favorite dish, it really brightened her mood after she realized she slept all day.”
The soft spoken man chimed in, “Sounds like a woman after your own heart.”
His eyebrows raised with his smile before chuckling to himself and tending to the additional meal. Kyle looked up;
“I hate to admit it Luther but you might be right about this one.”
His smile was one that glowed;
“It’s nice to see you happy again Sir, it’s been a long time.” Kyle continued to smile and sighed contently, “I must be in an agreeable mood today Martha, she truly is the light of my life.”
Kyle started to text James;
“Will you for the love of god come in here and break up this conversation, as much as I enjoy others noticing my happiness, this is unbearable.”
James was nearby in the office, he was suddenly heard laughing as he walked into the kitchen, “Mmm, whatever that is, it smells incredible! Any extras or is it just for you Kyle?”
James sat down next to Kyle immediately distracting the loyal late night kitchen staff with his interruptions, Martha instantly piped up;
“Not for you hooligan, we take orders around here for supper not surprises, well at least not from anybody but that one next to you.” Luther, Kyle and James instantly started to laugh out loud.
“You’d think I was just somebody who works here and not the lord of this manor.” Kyle smiled as James chuckled alongside.
“Seriously though, what is that smell?”
Luther responded to James inquiries;
“It’s a recipe Miss Jess created that Kyle’s having us make for her tonight. She’s been under the weather so he thought something from home would cheer her up.” James responding;
“Ah, I see,” before looking at Kyle with a cocky self-assured smile.
“Don’t even start.” Kyle said instantly before James burst into laughter.
“I wouldn’t dare, I prefer to be on your good side.” Kyle laughed at the coy response. “Good, that’s where I like to keep you.” He waited with face still flushed looking down pretending to be on his phone, knowing dinner would be ready any minute now.
Chapter 26:
Paradise Lost
Above in Jess’s bedchambers an entirely different scenario unfolded. One that Kyle never would’ve suspected from his owned property; a plan that was starting to unravel in full. Sara provoked by this moment of solitude with her beloved found herself instantly stopped mid swooning from pleasure and begged her mistress to go. To run. To leave this place with her, side by side.
“Oh Goddess my love, we haven’t much time, he’ll be back any minute now. We have to go, we have to get out of here before it’s too late. Where are we? I don’t remember a single thing since I was drugged that night by him in the snow. I woke up here, in the dungeon below. Are we still in Europe? Oh God who care’s! We have to go, we have to leave now, please I beg you.”
Jess reached up embracing Sara, kissing her cheeks and waiting for her flesh to stop trembling.
“My darling we are very far away from home now. There is no place to go, this is our home now, and the only chance either of us have of surviving this ordeal is to stay together here, forever…” Her mistress continued:
“I know it’s not ideal, after I was hired here and found out that you were the reason why. I tried to find you below and succumbed to him beyond any conceivable understanding. You know I’ve always had a weakness for Stockholm syndrome, though you my darling are quite the opposite, always fleeing from any form of captivity that keeps you under strict control.” Sara cried in her arms, doing her best to keep her composure;
“Shh, shh my darling, he’ll be back soon to dine with us before you and I enjoy each other. Just as we did together on those cold winter nights near the Carpathian Mountains. I promise, listen to me and do what you’re told even with the cruel fear of not knowing if you’ll soon be hunted down in the snow like so many others before you. He’s fallen for me and I for him, but you will always be my beloved slave. I will do whatever I can within my power to ensure that you stay alive and with me for as long as we live; however long that may be.” Sara smiled and hugged her mistress close, as Mistress Bella whispered into her ear;
“I promised you I’d never stop searching for you until I found you. He almost killed me for trying to free you the first time. It’s only for his love for me that we are alive right now to enjoy this glorious night together. We have to focus on the glimmers of light in this dark immersive ether.”
Jess wiped the tears from Sara’s face and lovingly tucked her long hair behind her ears, leaving her smiling:
“Rise my darling, and come with me, I want to hold you, soothe you and remind you where you’ll always belong.”
Sara stood from her crouched, spread state, Jess stood and gently took her hand walking her towards her bed, “Come with me my love, I’ll kiss all of your beautiful new scars and make everything alright.”
Jess pulled back the comforter and unwrapped the sheet from around her and tossed it onto the bed. She leaned forward kissing Sara deeply, slowly making her nerves calm and her body swoon.
“You leave me drunk on your wine soaked kisses, it feels like home. Your love, your touch my Queen, oh how I have missed you… words do not fully express.”
Jess leaned back pulling Sara on top of her and rolling her to the side and wrapping her arms around her, pulling her close, kissing her neck and shoulders, “I will die before I let anyone hurt you, ever again. Do you hear me? If you are on his list, so am I and we shall die together in one another’s arms. You have my eternal word, I promised you years ago and I mean it to this day.”
She felt the weight of the world melt from her beloved Sara’s shoulders, “Thank you Mistress, only you have ever known how to truly comfort me.”
Sara reached back and held Jess’s face;
“Goddess I have missed you more than life itself.” Jess smiled kissing her neck and entering her mind with her words;
“I know precisely how you feel my pet, my existence has been cold and without laughter since the night he stole you away from me carrying you across the universe.”
The Lord of Burnett manor carried two trays upstairs that silent night in the slaughterhouse hills. The world was sleeping and so were his children, both in deep slumber. The silence would soon be interrupted by the cooing sounds of two women nestled together in one another’s arms, waiting for his glorious return.
As he ascended
past the chandelier the twinkling in the night instantly reminded him of Jess’s smile, her eyes and how they twinkled when she laughed at one of his incessantly dark jokes. No woman ever felt comforted by his true nature, most revolted. Apprehensively realizing they were in the presence of a murderous killer whose violence percolated just beneath the surface in volcanic pools of hot blood and the visceral nearly orgasmic urge to kill.
His soul couldn’t help but feel complete. Even the urgency in his nature that Darkeel provoked from the depths of his slumbering heart were calmed by this night. He was far too hungry for another voracious feast in the world of carnality and satiation. Oh yes, tonight he’d give her everything she ever truly wanted, and hoped she’d prove herself worthy of his final test for her.
The dungeons were filled with wild creatures to tame, and the blizzards would soon approach. As the season of light dimmed towards the seasonal wheel turn of the months of darkness, this predatory foreplay was just what she needed to be persuaded to fully immerse herself in his world; tonight she’d be the Red Queen of Burnett Manor and her dear Sara her royal courtesan. His powerful steps approached the top floor, Jess felt his presence nearby instantly adding to the voracious sexual energy coursing through Sara’s hot lips and filling up her soul with the warmest wine any maenad could ever dream of.
“He’s nearly inside my darling, we must wait for his command before proceeding. Plus mistress desires you to be well fed for what I have in store for your gorgeous flesh on earth’s warm bed.”
Sara rolled from on top of her scarlet queen, as her carnal eyes feasted upon her plump German pout. Jess smiled and appeared in feline form just to betwixt her lover into smiling the way she did in their decadent cabin in the snow. With a wave of her hand the dimmer lights were off and she wiggled her fingers in a filthy way that instantly rose the darkness into candlelight. Her fangs were protruded as she stared at Sara’s full breasts as they hung heavily in flickered light. The room looked like a pool of blood and they we’re entombed within it. Sara turned around and placed her back near the headboard, just as Kyle walked in, the door opened from the mere thought in his mind that resonated…
“Mine.”
Chapter 27:
Quivering Descent
The dark shadow appeared from the hallway, the silhouette instantly transforming Sara’s radiantly confident self into a timid trembling kitten in Jess’s arms;
“Shh, shh my darling, I know it will take time to adjust to such drastic changes. You’re safe in my arms my pet whore.” She gently stroked Sara’s back and ran her fingers through her long raven locks until her vibrating flesh softened into a melting state of bliss.
“My deepest apologies my Lord, I’m still adjusting to my new way of life in your home.”
Kyle walked in setting a tray on the same table that Jess’s meal was previously on, walking across the bedroom at the foot of the bed, the door closing and locking gently behind him without a touch.
“Wow, Mistress his powers mimic yours in such an uncanny way, I can’t begin to imagine how incredible you two are to watch, Mmm the mere thought of such a sight leaves my pussy swollen and aching to cum.”
She bit her lip and smiled wickedly at Kyle before laughing and blushing burying her face in Jess’s breasts;
“I knew she was hungry tonight, but after that comment, I’ll assume starving is a much better word for you instead.”
She leaned in whispering this to Sara and staring Kyle in the eyes with a salacious grin and wink of her left eye.
“You wicked whores, we must gain our strength first before I destroy you both tonight. In the morning walking won’t be a part of either of your new lives…Only crawling, begging and pleading for me to cease in pounding every hole in your body as roughly as I see fit.”
Kyle sat his tray down on Jess’s built in dresser. The long mirror doing wicked things to her mind, making her imagine how it would feel to clone him and to have his mirror twin pumping inside of her tight asshole while his thick, heavy cock was tickling the bottom of her throat and challenging her to breathe as tears of pleasure leaked out generously from such a filling experience. He kicked his boots off and sighed contently he gently unzipped his jeans. Kyle moaned;
“Oh, much better, leaving you two in such a state, my jeans have never been tighter.”
Sara and Jess laughed as Jess rose from the bed, completely naked, dashing by and swinging from the four poster bed towards Sara’s food. She reached for a rolling wooden tray that allowed Sara to eat from bed, she was already sitting up her long hair draped over her breasts. She smiled radiantly looking forward to indulging in a meal that she and her mistress enjoyed over many holidays together near Castle Dracula.
“It amuses me that you still forget I can read your mind…” Kyle said cheekily to Jess as he looked in his reflection as if even he was competition, Jess instantly laughed blushing;
“I haven’t the slightest clue as to what you’re talking about my Lord.” Kyle laughed aloud;
“If that’s the best you can do at lying, my love you’ll have to try much harder.”
His eyes turned to a predatory state that sent chills into both women leaving their nipples hard and their spines tingling. He slowly revealed what was under his tray and waited for Jess to do the same for Sara.
The silver trays rose, both Kyle and Jess let them go to leave them hovering above the banquets, leaving Sara smiling, laughing and clapping at such a sight.
“Oh my God, everything looks and smells so good, thank you. I cannot begin to express how much I’ve missed this meal, it was the first one mistress ever taught me how to prepare for her on special nights.” She sighed in nostalgia she said aloud;
“Memories, I look forward to making many more of if I’m fortunate enough to earn such a right in this life.” She dropped her face and nodded at Kyle, her eyes slowly lifting up to meet his, he smiled, his lips curling ever so wickedly;
“You may eat untamable whore, tonight you’ll find a new name after we’re done with you.”
The trays slowly floated over towards Jess’s desk and makeshift dining table and landed delicately on the wood. As Kyle bit into his first bite of roasted acorn squash, he moaned aloud;
“Oh dear God, and I thought you were the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted.”
He continued to eat and Sara joined in. Jess watched as they both devoured her special recipe, never knowing that every acorn squash was laced with a special concoction that she personally blended and soaked them in weeks prior as they were ripening in her garden out back fresh on the vine, ensuring that these long passionate nights would overwhelm the senses of everyone present. Leaving even the most seasoned sex addict exhausted in pleas of safe words.
“Oh mistress how I’ve missed your cooking, I do appreciate the IV’s Sir but there’s nothing quite like this meal, it turns me into such an insatiable sex kitten.”
Kyle smiled and entered Jess’s mind;
“Another one of your special meals I assume? No wonder my cocks harder than iron after a single bite.”
Jess’ mischievous smile appeared on her face;
“I hope you don’t mind, I told you I’ve missed her, and I want you to enjoy yourself; you work too hard.” Jess bemused by her coy response waited for his laugh and instantly aloud his voice was heard.
“Your mistress is a wicked whore Sara, and I look forward to punishing her tonight in front of you.” Jess smiled;
“It’s true your beloved Bella for years now has, well added a special potion to this dish, I’m sure it makes sense why our holidays have always been so… how shall we say memorable?” Sara’s mouth opened and she was in awe;
“You drugged me! You bitch!” The room filled with laughter, instantly Sara said;
“Oh well, I really can’t complain, I mean there were times I physically was prepared for death from your
forced orgasms, and I was more than ready to die that way, Oh could you imagine? Sheer fucking bliss.”
Sara continued to eat and Jess noticed she tried her best to hide the deep and massive scars across her back and left arm that were only there after Kyle brought her to this place.
“My poor darling what happened to your back, how did you get such deep scars?” Sara replied;
“I honestly don’t remember or know, I just recall waking up down below in shackles and covered in them after they’d fully healed, it’s still the strangest thing to me, by the looks of it, I should be dead.”
Kyle lifted his sweater to reveal similar scars on his left abdomen that wrapped around his lower back;
“Honestly we both should, I had to kill that fucking animal, whatever it was with my bare hands, and then drag us both under barbed wire fences to safety. I had you on antibiotics administered through IV’s for at least six months or so before you even woke up. I thought you would’ve died from the infection. I know I felt like I did; six weeks in bed, the entire empire nearly crashed trying to ensure your safety here.” Jess walked over to Kyle and gently examined his scars;
“Why haven’t I ever noticed these before? I’ve touched you here a thousand times at least.” Jess astounded by the deep brooding gashes, she leaned forward and kissed him on his temple, hugging him close;
“Mmm, now this I can get used too. What other awful stories do I have to share that will inspire more adoration from my concubine?” Sara was astounded;
“I really do owe you my life. That phrase always infuriated me when I was held captive, but now it makes so much sense.”
Kyle smiled, “I’ve always been an honest man, even if the cruelty of such words are presently lost by those who hear them. It always makes sense later on I assure you, though most don’t stick around long enough to find that out about me.” Jess continued to rub his shoulders and watched as his cock jumped from such pleasurable banter;
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