A Cold Ale

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*