A Cold Ale
I dressed myself in the attire that Master requested for the evening. It was a
small dress made of light rustic blue silken fabric that came from across the
sea some where in Europe. It clung to my body but not to tightly, just enough to
enhance the features of my body, yet still allowed me to move about with ease.
My long hair was pulled back into a tight braid that was wound into a bun at the
back of my head and fastened with a small gold clasp. Around both my wrists and
ankles were my slave bells that Master had lovingly placed there more then two
full moons ago. When I move they lightly ring and when I hear them the sound of
their chiming fills my heart with peace and happiness. Around my neck was my
black leather collar with a light, but strong chain attached to it.
I went around O/our main chamber fixing the fire and readying His chair. I've
always adored Master's chair. It's thick hard wood, hand carved in gothic
fashion, laid out with heavy hand stitched fabric pillows, that depicted scenes
of battle and the slaying of dragons. Then moving into the servants room, a
smaller room off the main chamber. I made sure everything was in place for
whatever Master may need for the evening.
I sat on my pillows near His chair waiting. Then I heard the heavy wood door
creak open. My eyes met His and I smiled. His boots hit the stone floor and made
a clicking sound that filled the room. I quickly got up and ran over to Him. I
knelt before Him and kissed His feet and offered Him my chain of slavery. He
took the chain, smiled and bid me rise, kissed my forehead and stroked my cheek.
I kissed Him and smiled in return.
He walked to His chair and sat down, then motioned for me to sit in His lap. He
lightly kissed my neck and teasingly bit at my left shoulder. The feeling of His
playfulness made my heart leap in my chest as I relaxed into His strong body. I
hugged Him close to me and kissed Him lovingly and smiled up into His eyes.
He began speaking of the activities of His day. How the knights were trying a
new training method from horse back, and how He went around checking to see how
the black smiths were coming along with making the new swords. He asked me how
my trip to the village had went. I told Him it went as I expected it. Crowded
and noisy. Other servants and slaves pushed at each other trying to look at the
newest material that had just come. Shop owners set out their baked goods and
cheese to be sold. Nothing new, but that I did get what I needed.
I clapped my hands and a servant came from the small room. Her name was Helga.
She was much older then I, and smaller to. Her hair tied under a white cloth and
her dull black working garment made her look far older then 45. Her hands all
knarled and worn from hard work. I told her to go to the kitchen and fetch
Master's roast muttin, the freshly baked bread, hard cheese and some butter. She
nodded and left the room. I slid slowly from His lap, smiled up at Him and began
to loosen His boots. I removed them placing them near His chair. I then removed
His socks. They were made of hand woven wool from here at home, and were
fashioned and stitched to resemble a large foot. As I pulled them off I gently
caressed and messaged His feet, relieving them from their hard day.
Before I knew it Helga had returned carrying a tray filled with all that I told
her to get. I liked Helga the most of all then all the other servants here. She
was fast and never forgot a thing. I stood up, took the tray from her, then sent
her back to the kitchen to help the others in preparing for the next day. The
others needed help with the herbs and doing the baking. I turned and sat the
tray down. I placed Master's meat, bread and cheese on the table by Him. Out of
the corner of my eye I could see Him smiling at me. I could tell by His smile
that He was pleased and was thinking of something.
The thought of what that it might be made me blush lightly as I walked into the
servery. I picked out a white cloth for Master to clean His mouth and hands with
for when He was finished eating. I could tell that He had, had a long day and
was hungry.
I walked back out to and laid the cloth in His lap for Him, then sat down at His
feet and watched Him eat. As He ate He would look into my eyes and occasionally
smile, which made me blush even more. I laid my head on His knee and smiled to
myself. After a short while He was finished. I got up and placed what was left
on the tray. I leaned forward, took the cloth in my hands and cleaned around His
mouth for Him. I smiled then leaned in more, which lightly exposed my creamy
white breasts that had begun to sweat, teasing Him. I asked Him if He would like
some cold ale to drink. He said, " Yes, for the room was getting hot."
A glint flashed in His eyes and I gently kissed Him, playfully flicked my tongue
into His mouth. I broke O/our kiss and moved back to pick up the tray when He
pulled the chain tight and brought me back to Him. He pulled it tighter and
slowly pulled my face down to His. He then cupped my face in His hands and
kissed me again, but this kiss had more passion and heat to it. My heart began
to race as O/our tongues melted into each other. Deeply caressing and messaging
as they danced in O/our mouths. He reached down and took my right nipple between
His thumb and forefinger. He squeezed it. Gently at first, then gradually
increased the pressure and rolled it as W/we kissed. With His other hand He
reached up and unclasped my hair. He began loosen my braid which allowed my hair
to fall freely around my shoulders. Then He released me to get His drink.
I picked up the tray and walked back into the servery. My body began to pulse
hard. I felt a bit lightheaded and the wetness between my legs had grown
considerably. I set the tray down on the counter and cleaned it off. I stopped
for a second to regain control of myself, then reached high for a big clay cup
on the top shelf. As I reached up my dress slowly moved up my thighs and exposed
my bottom to His site. I looked behind me to find that He never took His eyes
off of me as I moved. I stepped down and I turned toward Him and ran the cup
between my breasts. I rolled it back and forth between them and checked to see
if it had any imperfections. I felt myself blush again as I looked into His
intense eyes. So strong they are, His eyes. They have always seemed to reach out
and pull me in, as if in some trance. I turned and filled the cup with fresh
cold ale that I had sent up to this room just hours before His arrival home. I
always made sure Master has everything He might need or want on hand at all
times. You never know when something might comes up. *eg*
I placed the cup on the tray and walked back out to Him. I then sat the tray
down. I knelt before Him, spread my thighs wide and exposed my love to Him. I
could feel the coolness of the stone floor against my wet cunt. I picked up the
cup and brought it to my chest, closed my eyes and said a silent prayer for Him.
Then to my lips and tasted it. I lowered my head offering up His ale. He took
the cup and stuck His finger in it and then ran it over my already stiffened
nipple. The cold ale felt like it could have evaporated as it touched it. I
looked up at Him and a weak smile came across my face. The small droplets of ale
ran down my breast to the tip of my nipple. The sensation was intense. It sent
tiny electric shocks down between my legs. I could hear my heart in my ears at
this point, it was beating so hard.
He motioned for me to move over His lap, and I moved quickly to attend His
command. He pressed His lips to mine again and slowly slid the cold cup between
my thighs. I gasped at it's coolness against my flesh as He wrapped His arm
around my waist. He moved the cup closer to my mound. I felt helpless whimpers
build inside of me the closer the cup got to my cunt. I slowly opened my legs
wider for Him and wrapped my arms around His neck for support. My body ached and
cried out to be taken. He slid the cup lower making the cold ale line up just
under my swollen clit. I slightly arched as my clit was dipped into the ale. I
spread my legs wider, held on to Him tighter and moaned. My nipples harden even
more, making them rock hard and they stood at attention. The sweat between my
breasts had gotten worse and my juices were already coating my lips.
He moved the cup up and down, pressed it harder against my mound and increased
its speed carefully. I wanted to scream out, feeling my body come so very close
to orgasm. He stopped and let the cup to rest between my legs as He dipped His
fingers into the cold ale and brought them to my lips and into my mouth. I
swirled my tongue all around His fingers tasting the ale on them. I stayed as
still as I could as not to spill the ale all over U/us, but my body had begun to
lightly shake with passion and deep desire.
I breathed deeper which relaxed me enough not to spill the content of the cup.
He looked deep into my eyes and stuck His fingers back into the ale and ran His
fingers back over my nipple. He leaned down, bent His head and sucked my nipple
into His mouth. He rolled my nipple around on His tongue. I took hold of His
head with one hand and cupped it gently. My nipple slowly seemed to thaw in His
warm mouth, then He took the cup out from between my legs and brought it up to
my nipple and made it hard once more. Pressing His mouth to mine, He kissed me
deeply, sinking His tongue in. He Took the cup off my breast, He raised it up
and tilted it, dripping the cold ale on my body and then watched it run from
between my breasts, down my body and onto my mound.
I could feel the liquid run over my clit and onto my already glazed lips and
back to my ass. He leaned down took my nipple into His mouth again, gripped it
with His teeth. His hand slid down my back and to my ass. I cupped His head with
both hands and ran my fingers up and into His hair with a growing need. I could
feel His hand reach the crack of my ass. It was wet from my juices and the ale.
He slid His finger down to my ass and pressed them against my anal rim moving
them in small circles while His other hand slid down and gripped my clit. I
could tell He was enjoying this slow torture of me, for His breath began to grow
heavier with each minutes that passed. I moaned and began to rock my hips back
and forth lightly. I wanted desperately to be taken, to release all the pressure
that was building in me. We kissed passionately, my tongue melted as His
devoured mine.
He sunk His fingers into my ass as he gripped my clit harder. I rocked a little
faster, feeling an orgasm rising up. I could feel His cock harden under me, as
His breathing got deeper, more beast like. I was on the edge of insanity, when
He stopped. He took my hands and lead me to kneel before Him. He spread His legs
wide and I could see His hardened cock before me. He pulled on the chain
bringing my face up to Him. I leaned in, looking up into His eyes, I took Him in
my hands. His hot flesh seemed to burn me as I rubbed His cock all over my face.
His foreskin moved back and forth as His cock ran over my forehead, onto my
cheeks and to my lips. I couldn't help it. I was overwhelmed with desire. As His
cock reached my lips, I opened my mouth and flicked out my tongue around the
throbbing head and sucked it deep into my mouth. It felt like heaven the farther
back it went into my throat.
I Slowly pulled it back out, dragging my tongue up on side and down the other
till it once again was at the entrance to my mouth and then plunged it back in.
I pushed it all the way back till it hit my throat again. Master closed His eyes
and thrust His hips up pushing it farther into my wet mouth. I looked up and a
deep moan escaped His lips. This sent a hard wash of deep pleasure over my whole
body. I quivered and continued to plunge Master in and out of my mouth. My lips
stretched around His cock, moving up and down. I reached down between His legs
with my right hand and began messaging His sac deeply. I rolled my fingers
around His balls and slid my middle finger back behind them to His anal rim and
gently caressed it. I felt something on my cheek. It was smooth, hard and made
of wood.
Surpassingly it was shaped similar to a penis. Not to detail but the basic
shape. It had been sanded to a fine smooth finish. Master commanded that I lick
the wooden cock, making it wet. The saliva in my mouth at this point had begun
to run out the corners of my mouth. I opened my mouth taking the wooden object
in. Licking it, coating it with my spit. I continued to message His balls in my
hand as I rolled my tongue all over it, making it very wet. I heard a deep
expression of approval as He sunk His hand between my legs dragging the wooden
cock along my wet cunt. He moved me into a squatting position over it and pushed
me down by my shoulders making me sit on it.
I arched my back as it entered my tight ass and shook with pleasure. Moaning,
Master commanded that I rock up and down on it. I started moving my hips, when
He pulled on the chain again. He moved me to His cock that seemed harder then
before. I licked His cock again hungrily. I continued to rock my hips as He
commanded that I stroke my clit while licking His cock. I felt that I couldn't
take anymore. I began to stroke my clit with my thumb as I rocked a little
harder on the wooden cock in my ass. My tongue swirled all over His head,
teasing it. He pulled the chain tighter as He thrust His cock in, fucking my
mouth. I sped up my rhythm keeping in time with Him. I stroked my clit faster as
I rode the wooden cock in my ass.
I heard Him moan out and He moved His left foot up between my legs and plunged
His big toe into my dripping cunt. My legs tensed the faster I moved. He was
enjoying this and so was I. He pulled the chain tighter yet and with a deep
guttural groan commanded me..." LICK!... LICK HARDER SLAVE!"
My heart skipped a beat to the tone of His voice. I feverishly stroked the skin
of His cock with my tongue as He fucked my mouth. He began fucking my mouth
harder, ramming His cock deep into my throat making me gag on it. My juices were
dripping out and onto the floor. I desperately wanted to have my cunt filled
with Him too. My body begged for it. I worked my tongue harder and faster on
Him. Suddenly He moved forward and pushed me to the floor, making me to lay
down. He laid down on top of me, grabbed my hips and sunk His cock deep into my
cunt. Master let out a deep moan as my body withered beneath His. He pulled His
hips back, grabbed my breasts, sinking His nails into my flesh and scratched
them as He thrust His cock into me again.
Such a sensation it was. Each time He pulled back the wooden penis would begin
to slide out of my ass and when He thrust His cock back into me, the force also
rammed the wooden penis back in. I was soaring. I could feel my body tensing. I
spread my legs, wrapped them around His waist. I cupped my hands around His and
squeezed His hands on my breasts. He moaned out again.... "YES MY SWEET WHORE,
YES YOUR MINE, GIVE YOURSELF TO ME!" I screamed out in ecstasy as my body
quivered under Him.
Suddenly He reached down with His right hand and grabbed the object in my ass
and rammed it in harder as He plowed deep into my cunt. I was gasping for air,
trying to breathe. My body had begun to launch into oblivion. Delirious and
drunk with pleasure I began to beg. I begged to cum, over and over pleading. I
could feel orgasm rising up in my body as if drowning from the inside out.
Master slammed His body into mine harder, bruising the flesh between my legs. He
leaned down lapped at my neck with heavy desire, His spit ran all over my neck,
then He bit me, made large red marks that quickly began to turn purple.
"YES WHORE, CUM FOR YOUR MASTER. CUM ON ME YOU BITCH!" He let go of the object
in my ass and fisted my hair, pulled it hard and made me arch my neck even more.
I wrapped my legs around His waist tighter and fisted my own breasts harder. I
screamed at the top of my lungs as my cunt gripped His cock and pulsed around
it.
A few more thrusts into me and I heard Master yell out. "YES! YES! YOU BITCH!
CUM ON YOUR MASTER'S COCK! CUM HARD!" I was breathless as my body jerked and
twitched under him. I could feel His cock pulse back and forth, it sprayed His
hot cum all over my insides. O/our beasts were released. They twisted around
each other above O/our bodies. We both began to relax, O/our breathing had begun
to return to normal. Master's body collapsed on top of mine and I held Him
close. The smell of O/our sex filled the room and I ran my fingers up through
His hair and kissed Him tenderly. Would You like a cold drink?? *eg*
