This one turned out pretty good. I'm trying to figure out how to top it, but then there still so much more to do to the poor girl..hehe Now it is bed time. Mmmm, sleep. For anyone reading this, its not vanilla and it will get worse. Don't bitch at me about putting it up here...you don't have to read it!!
One Year: Third Day
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By the time the door opened, Jess was far more concerned with the ache in her belly than in trying to escape. For many this would not have been the case, but she was different. She had never done without. Her spoon was never silver but it was always there. Now she was cold, naked, tired, hungry, and at the mercy of this cold Irish stranger whose intentions were still very unclear to her.
There was a hopeful look in her pretty brown eyes when she saw him but it disappeared when she saw the only thing in his hand was a leash. She sat against the back wall with her legs curled beside her, and hugged her sore arms tightly to her more to keep warm than to cover herself. She felt broken and alone, and she just wanted to be warm and full at this moment. There was always time for escape later.
Aidan knelt down in front of her and lifter her chin without ever actually looking at her. He snapped the silver clasp of the leash to the ring at her throat, and she felt her heart sink. It was so very different when it was just a game, when it was just for sex. Now it felt so – final. But some part of her wanted it. The second the pin of the clasp fell in place she felt that same slick warmth between her legs that Aidan had been so pleased to discover yesterday. This was the reason she started this little journey, but now it just felt shameful and she kept her eyes away from him when he drew her chin back down.
"Much better." Aidan said with a smile. "Now doesn't all that trouble you gave me seem silly?" His tone was patronizing but it did not bring the rise out of her it normally would have. She said nothing.
"Good." He patted her on the top of the head as he stood up and she had to fight back tears.
"Rules." He said as he went to close the door to the little bathroom that attached to the office. "Remember them. I will never say them again."
She stared at the leash that trailed down between her breasts and lay coiled on the floor beside her thigh. She did not notice him move back across the floor towards the chair.
"You will do nothing without my permission. You even breathe because I allow it and I can and will cease it should I wish to." His tone was merely instructional and completely devoid of emotion.
Her listless demeanor vanished as her eyes snapped up in alarm. She wanted to speak but the words died in her throat when she saw the look in his eyes. He straddled the chair with his chin resting on his arms folded over the back of it. He was smiling only faintly and his green eyes seemed to glitter as he watched her. She felt more trapped at that moment than when Eric held her for his examination.
"No, can't, won't, and like words no longer exist to you. If you can not answer me in the affirmative you will not answer me at all, even if it means disobeying me." He stood and walked towards her again.
She tried to sink into the wall behind her. She was truly terrified this time. Did he mean he would kill her?
"Do you understand?"
She was shaking her head no, but it was in disbelief not objection. She tried to swallow the tears not able to believe that even three days later he was still reminding her just how very stupid she had been. Three days later and he found another piece of her to strip away. She still could not speak.
"Shhh…" He said softly as he kneeled before her again, taking her hands into his. "I know it sounds overwhelming but it will come more easily every day."
"I don't want to die." She could barely speak above a whisper.
"That's not what I meant." He said, smiling gently as he tied her wrists together with the end of the least.
What had he meant? Her mind was racing just to keep up with her heart as she felt his fingers on her chin again. The touch was tender, even kind, a lovers touch. He tucked a few wayward strands of hair behind her ear with his free hand as he moved closer to her, his lips parted slightly. She was confused, but overcome with the anticipation so common before a first kiss; the passion and disbelief that it was finally happening.
She closed her eyes as his lips brushed hers, parting her own as his kiss became more firm. She sighed softly when she felt his tongue trail across her lips and then cross over them teasingly. Her thighs tensed with that familiar ache, and the fact that she was tied weighed on her when she could not wrap her arms around his neck and pull her body closer.
His kiss became harder, uncomfortable and she tried to pull away. He grabbed her nose and pinched it shut. His left hand slid over her mouth as he broke the kiss and he watched her eyes go wide as she tried desperately to breath. She panicked immediately, but with her hands tied and her head held firmly she could not break away.
"Stop fighting or you'll have a headache from hell when next you breathe!"
She stopped, barely. She could feel her lungs burning, dying to work. She concentrated on not trying to breathe, and her body shook in the effort to stave off the panic.
He leaned forward again, sealing his mouth to hers as he removed his hand so that the first breath she took was the one he gave her. Then he released her.
"That's what I meant." He untied her hands and stood up.
She was trembling and trying to catch her breath, trying to convince herself it was her breath. What the hell was wrong with her? She was terrified of him but she still gave in like a virgin the moment his lips touched hers.
"Come on, time to take you home. I need to feed you and bathe you." He patted her on the head and started towards the door with the leash in his hand.
She looked at the door without moving. It did not matter what he might have thought he controlled, there was no way in hell she was going out there like this. That wasn't a play party out there, it was just normal people who would be looking at her in this state and the thought was absolutely mortifying.
He smiled when she didn't move. He was having entirely too much fun with this. The last time one of his pets refused an order it was only to liven things up. They already knew their place, knew they were there for his amusement and nothing more. This one hadn't gotten that idea yet, but she yearned to. She just couldn't let go of her inhibition and pride. So he would take them from her, slowly. He was going to enjoy this more than he remembered.
He dropped the leash and opened the door just in time to see one of his interns go past. The heel of his shoe reappeared a moment later as he backed up to take a second look at the scene beyond the door.
Perfect! Aidan thought.
"Jon! Come see." Aidan said invitingly.
The young man was dressed sharply in a dark gray Armani suit with short-cropped brown hair. He was noticeably thin with a briefcase in one hand and papers in the other, and he could not have been a day over 18. She felt the heat in her cheeks as they flushed a dark crimson, and she tried desperately to cover herself.
"Ah! The new acquisition!" He was much more eager than Aidan ever sounded. "When is she going to come entertain the boys?"
Holy shit! She'd slipped into the fucking twighlight zone. The kid was acting like a scared naked woman was an everyday thing around her. But that was exactly the case. This part of the complex belonged to the bank president and he was free to do whatever he wished. The employees here were not only used to Aidan's particular tastes, they had their own.
"Not for a while, she's new." Aidan picked up the leash and tugged at it again, but she still did not come. "I was going to bring her out to meet a few of you before we headed to the house but she's not being cooperative."
"I see that." Jon stared at her, licking his lips.
Aidan cleared his throat so the kid would look back at him.
"So why don't you go grab the rest of the interns and come back here to take a look before we head out."
"No!" She said before she could stop herself.
Jon darted off as Aidan turned back towards her.
"You've only been a slave for 3 days and you've already discovered you like punishment more than most." He watched her put her face in her hands. The interns will be glad you decided to stay and meet them all instead of hurrying home."
She was regretting her decision not to follow him out earlier.
Jon returned shortly with 4 others roughly the same age, all laughing and high-fiving one another. Aidan dropped the leash and went to door where he propped himself against the seal without shutting it.
"Just check her out a little." Aidan said as he watched them advance on her. She flinched but she did not pull away as the four newcomers each took a limb.
They brought her away from the wall and lay her on the ground spread-eagle. She felt their hands sliding first across the limb the held. The two at her legs moved to the insides of her thighs then to the inside of her hips and across her stomach. Her breath quickened and her fingers balled into fists intermittently as the humiliation she initially felt became part of a growing hunger. The two at her arms slid their hands past her shoulders and she tensed as she felt their fingers move across the rise of her breasts. When they began toying with her nipples, the ache between her legs became close to unbearable and she moved her hips invitingly as her desire overcame any inhibition she had at that moment.
Aidan had to shift a little as he observed her. He prided himself on his self-control, but watching her lose hers so completely was tipping the scales against him.
She threw her head back and thrust her hips forward when she felt Jon's tongue touch her sex, tracing the line between the lips twice before sinking his tongue inside her. Aidan watched her arch her back as the two at her shoulders each took a nipple between his teeth, and she cried out not caring who might hear.
Jon found her weakness, the tip of his tongue moving quickly against the underside of her clit. Her body trembled and every muscle tensed almost painfully as she neared the very edge of release. Aidan contemplated letting them have her, but as much as he would have enjoyed watching it he opted to torment her with her newfound lust.
"That's enough for now guys."
She whimpered as Jon sat up and ran his hand across his mouth smiling at her. The others released her as well and it took everything in her not to beg them to continue. She had been so close and the frustration nearly brought her to tears. The ache was agonizing.
Aidan walked over and picked up the leash as the interns left. She got to all fours unsteadily, her body still lamenting the loss of touch. When he tugged this time, she walked forward. She'd already drawn an audience; there was no point in trying to hang onto her dignity now.
He led her down the hall, out the door past the receptionist though she barely noticed, and put her in the back seat of his car. The leather was hot and stung her bare skin, but it only served to reawaken her torment.
"Since you are new to this I will warn you; if you do anything to relieve your anguish the punishment is truly severe."
He shut the door and drove them somewhere she did not see. She remained curled in the seat and obeyed the leash when they reached their destination.
She was in awe of the beautiful gray stones and statues of the little manor house as he led her up the short grassy path to the front door. A shorter woman with long brown hair and kind eyes greeted them in a cockney accent as soon as he opened the door.
"'ello Aidan." She said smiling. "Finally decided to bring her home, eh?"
Aidan nodded to her.
"Feed her, bathe her, and put her down in the den. I have to go back to the office for some meetings." He put the leash in her hand. "And don't let her rest."
The woman led Jess up the stairs. She was close to Jess's age, dressed in a very drab maids outfit. Her hair was pulled back in a simple tie and Jessamine was suddenly reminded of her own.
"I'm Kat, the Housekeeper. You can talk to me if you like when he's not around." The maid said after a moment.
Jess would have hugged her had it not been for her own nakedness. She was trying to formulate a question when Kat continued.
"Interesting choice for your first, dear. An' already in trouble too."
"It's not my choice. I changed my mind." Jess rattled off suddenly.
"Contract's a contract. You are here for a year whether you made a mistake or not."
"Please I –" She was cut off.
"I'll talk with you and explain things but don't go about beggin me to get you out of the bed you made for yourself."
Jess dropped her head back down. After a moment she spoke again.
"What did you mean, 'already in trouble'?"
Kat smirked.
"You'll see, dear." They arrived at a beautiful bathroom primarily of red and blond marble with a large whirlpool tub in the center. The water was already drawn and Kat helped her into it. It was heaven on her aching tired muscles.
The housekeeper picked up a washcloth and wet it. Starting at her neck, Kat rubbed the soft cloth across her skin working down her front. When she came to Jess's breasts she washed each thoroughly even rolling her nipples between her fingers.
Jess flushed nervously at her touch, clamping her legs together as it rekindled her earlier frustration. Kat pushed her legs apart again.
"Now, now, don't need you getting to comfortable, dear."
"What?" Jess asked softly.
"If you cum the master of the house will be very cross. This is what he meant by 'don't let her rest'." Kat's fingers drifted across her body as she continued to wash her.
"Please don't. This is unbearable." Jess whimpered
"Ah, but you'll learn to bear it. Release is not something Aidan readily gives out since he is the only one allowed to give it."
"How do I…" Jess was cut short when Kats fingers slipped inside her for just a moment. A woman had never touched her and the taboo combined with her gentle fingers was maddening.
"By being very good." Kat slipped her middle finger deeply into her sex, slowly moving it in and out. "Good enough that he would want to do more than watch."
"Watch?" She said breathlessly, her hips rising to meet Kat's tender thrusts.
Kat smiled and removed her hands causing Jess to whimper again. She kissed her forehead and moved to help her out of the water.
"Yes, he prefers to watch his pets. He rarely touches them." Kat sat her down in a chair and toweled her hair. She moved in front of Jess and lowered herself until Jess was looking down on her head. She leaned forward and Jess caught her breath as Kat's tongue grazed her nipple. She sucked the water off of one than the other than stood up, grabbed the leash, and led Jess back down stairs.
"And if I end this myself?" Jess asked when they reached the bottom floor, barely able to refrain from touch herself.
"You would regret it most definitely." Kat answered as she removed a bowl full of fruit from the stainless steel refrigerator in the kitchen Jess would have killed to have. She set it on the floor. "Eat."
"From the floor?" Jess asked.
"You thought you'd eat from the table?"
"I thought…" Jess looked at the bowl reluctantly.
"I would not be helping you if I let you get comfortable in any other capacity besides the one you are." Kat crossed her arms and nodded towards the bowl. "Eat."
She kneeled down and with the first bite forgot about her reluctance and devoured the bowl.
Kat led her to the den then and pointed to a rug in the center.
"Lay down there." It was as soft as any bed, thankfully, and Jess nearly fell asleep the moment she curled up on it. Before she could drift off, Kat grabbed her hands and cuffed them behind her back.
"So you won't be tempted." She said as she ran her fingers along the inside of her thigh. Jess spread her legs for her, silently pleading with her to end her torment, but Kat only kissed her on the mouth and stood up.
"You'll live little one. Sleep now. You'll need it."
