0 comments/ 59010 views/ 5 favorites A Dark Welcome By: CelticsHeart My name is Rhianna, tis not the name I entered this world with, but how my Master calls me. It brings me pleasure to know he named me, gave his treasure a name. I live in a dark land, placed high in clouds of silver mist and rain. Master brought me here as a young girl, nurtured me, watched me grow, taught me his ways and waited as I grew to a woman. My parents were both killed in the last wars of our lands. I was so completely alone and Master took me to save me from the traders who surely would have sold me to the Slave Bonders had they found me. I remember even then the look in his eyes as he lifted me onto the saddle of his horse and wrapped his arms around me. Not a look of lust, no, more a look of promise. He knew what I would grow to become, I think. Oh yes Master is a wise man indeed! Through my adolescent years he looked quietly on. Shaking his head in dismay at my tantrums…stroking my brow as the tears flowed when I wept for no reason, never judging, never lecturing but always telling me that one day I would become a woman and be loved as no other ever had. Well…..This brings me to what I wanted to share with you! It was the First Day of a new Annum and my life had added another year to its list. This was my twenty first year, and my 7th year with Master and even though no-one ever told me I knew that it was a special year, a year in which I gained my womanhood fully. My friends thought me a "late starter"..many of those I walked with as a child now rearing the product of their own seed. Taken and tied by men they knew little of…and cared little for it seemed! As for me, well, I avoided male attention, preferring to sit by Master and listen to him. Not long after I woke to see the sun peeping round the edge of the dark turret outside my window I heard footsteps approach the bedroom door. The lightest knock came forth " Are you awake my little one?"…Masters voice whispered through the opening. " I am Master…Good Day to you…May the spirits guide your feet today My Lord!" My words flew from my lips like sparks from the fire, I felt so excited and knew not why. Surely not just this Annum Day..no..It was more. Master entered my chamber. And I looked at him in surprise…Never in all my years had he done that, always asking me to don robes before he entered, I shivered as his eyes fell upon my naked shoulders…and I saw for the first time a new look in his eyes. "Rhianna…. My little one, today you become a woman…No?"…I nodded in acknowledgment. " Yes… it is so..and today you will learn a valuable lesson My little one….for I have longed many years to know you, all of you…do you understand Rhianna?" I understood…I thought I understood…. I nodded and shook my head all at one time…. Master chuckled and leaned to me, and for the first ever time kissed me as a woman. Not the fatherly peck on the cheek I had known, but on the lips..full and urgent! His tongue licked over my bottom lip and my own followed it craving the sensation of it again. My heartbeat had quickened I could hear it pounding in my ears and was sure Master could hear it too…. Did it please him, I wondered? I realized for the first time how much I wanted to please him at that very moment, and I looked to his eyes, " I want to understand Master…show me…help me please?" "I will help you My little one…Have I not always been here, your protector, your Master, caring for you in all things?" I knew he had. " Go now to my rooms in the basement - NO!"..He held his hand up to prevent me gathering my robes around me, " you need no robes little one…all others have left us alone today…for your special day of learning. Go as you are - I would see you as a woman now!!…. Hurry" I stood and moved to the door..looking over my shoulder to see the look in his eyes…and oh My Spirits….I had never seen him look like that, so dark and secret! "RHIANNA!" He cried." Do not enter..Wait at the door till I call you!" I hurried quickly down the stairs…lower and lower, past the kitchens, the Hall and lower still…. I had never dared venture here before…. knowing always it was Master secret place….not for me or any other! Finally I reached the door. Standing there in the torch light I felt a weird sensation…a warmth between my legs, I let my fingers slide over my belly to touch it and it sent fire through me as I did! What a wonderful thing…why did I never find this before…my fingers continued to probe and rub the hard little bud that formed there under those fingers and the wetness flowed from me…. I felt myself begin to float almost, and leaned on the cold wall to support my body…fingers working so much harder…. Seeking I knew not what! But needing to find out what came next in this trail of sensation…. My reverie was broken suddenly by Masters voice… " Rhianna - Come to me little one, I wait for you!" I opened the door…" Welcome" the darkness opened and I saw Masters frame backlit by seven torches placed on the walls around the room. As my eyes adjusted to the light I saw more clearly….placed around the room were several large frame like structures, some draped with fine silver chain…others with ropes made of fine silver thread. " This is my special room Rhianna, the day I brought you home I began to build this… in anticipation of this day! All you see around you is for your pleasure and for mine… today I am going to show you love, little one, love a man gives to his woman"…. He moved towards me and wrapped his arms about me kissing my lips like before but deeper, longer and more hungrily. I moaned into his mouth, an animal sound, guttural and low. " Are you ready for me little one?" He said…is finger slid to where my own had played only moments before." Ah, yes, I think you are, have you touched here Rhianna?…did you discover this yet?" I nodded…" Today is yet more new then I understand Master" ..my words hardly even a whisper. I expected him to be displeased…but instead he began rubbing, slowly at first…but with more pressure than my own fingers had given! My legs began to shake, feel weak, and I doubted I could stand much longer..I clung to my Master like a drowning woman to a rock in the storm! Then he lifted me and carried me over to the first of the frames I saw, there was a soft silky cushion on a platform at its center and four arms extending in a cross shape from the middle. "Lay back little one..Relax and be still" I did, as best I could…so keen with anticipation, it was not easy! Master began to stroke my skin, gently, slowly and it made my flesh quiver…even more it made my wetness grow! I longed to touch it..to recapture the feeling Master had given me…my hips began to move back and forth…seeking my hand. Master saw this…" No, Rhianna…. Oh No…. Now it is Masters time… You will not touch!!..Do you understand??"… I nodded, and as I did his hand took my wrist and place it at the end of one of the arms of the frame..I felt it held there by a cold chain… not tight… but firm and secure. Master moved swiftly around me..repeating the process on all my limbs. I was spread before him…Wide and exposed. He Stepped back and looked slowly over me from top to bottom…drinking in the sight of me like fine wine. I wriggled a little, perhaps embarrassed by my exposure but more from arousal under his dark eyes. "You are beautiful my little pet, my wonderful little one…you know how I love you, do you not?…I have yearned for this day for so long…Waited patiently, and it was not easy Rhianna..Not easy at all…I see the way the young men look at you…. I know how they desire you…and how they would use your wonderful body like an animal!" He shook his head…" I want to possess you little one.to make you completely mine…to own you and to feel you give me all of your self!..Can you understand that…do you know what it is I ask?" I nodded…" then we begin on the most incredible journey my little one… I have never desired another as I do you…" As he spoke he moved into the middle of the frame…standing between my legs…His fingers touching as they had before…but deeper, moving inside me a little. I gasped and lifted my hips to him and saw him smile. His head descended and I felt the heat of his lips and then tongue as it replaced those fingers on the hard bud of my womanhood…dripping in pleasure of him…He sucked on it..pulling it into his mouth, gripping it with his teeth. Squeals of pleasure escaped my lips…I could not hold them in my mouth, and my hips danced onto his lips..harder and faster than before. His response was to let his tongue enter me now… his nose pressed on my bud. His head shook faster and faster as he sucked…I cried out in ecstasy…feeling new sensations rise within me…..ripples of pleasure rose from my core and I felt my pussy tighten and tremble…he slid his finger inside and I wriggled on it… " Wait Rhianna…Slow my little one….listen to your breathing..the time is not right!…Wait!!". The sharpness of his words broke my thought…I wondered, had I angered him?….for he turned from me and stepped a little away…But what I saw in that moment was wonderous..the sash binding Masters robe fell to the floor and I looked down his back…hard and muscular…the scars of many wars so clearly etched on his skin. He turned, slowly, and I saw the full length of his manhood revealed against the light of the torches. It was SO hard, so thick, so long and straight and I moaned in anticipation of it. My eyes had given away all my feelings…Master smiled and wrapped his fingers around the base of his cock… " I see you want this little one…Well you shall…but patience my Rhianna!" He stood there before me stroking his cock with his left hand….his right returning to me…slipping a finger swiftly inside…then another….his thumb rubbing my bud….He worked there in circular movements…teasing me…making me gasp, my eyes never leaving his hand as it stroked his shaft! He withdrew the fingers a quickly as they entered…and I mourned the loss of them in an instant, but Master moved towards me and the feel of those fingers was replaced by the feel of the swollen head of him pressing at my entrance. " I will have you now , my pet be ready now.. relax..close your eyes.". I did and felt his fingers move to my nipples..pinching them hard, and as he did this I felt my body open to him…as he impaled me on his hardness…I cried out…for it hurt me like nothing else I knew!! Master pinched harder on the nipples…and withdrew from me a little…staying there…. Letting my muscles adjust to the assault…His fingers kneaded my breasts, and he leaned forward to suck on my nipples…one by one…I felt the pleasure return to my wet and dripping pussy, and I began to move my hips…seeking his hardness deeply inside me again…but he did not move…letting me work myself to him. I writhed and wriggled harder and harder…feeling the ripples of pleasure return to the core of me once more… " You are cumming now Rhianna….let it flow…" he said "Let me feel you on me. Make my cock tingle little one!" I did not know I was screaming…I was lost somewhere between heaven and hell….but I did feel Master slam into me….fully.. not a space between us, and then moving hard and fast in and out, loving me…taking me …possessing me! I felt the spasm rise and jerked against him… on him… around him! My skin burned…my breath seemed trapped in my chest, and I thought in that moment I would surely die. Masters hands played over my skin, stroking me… kneading my muscles. I felt the intensity subside, and him slip from me. My eyes tried to focus, seeing him turn and walk around the frame…to a chain and pulley on the wall…he pulled on the chain and the frame tilted….I found myself tipped a little back. Master moved to my head….reached under my neck and held me there....supporting me. I head a click and he let my head fall backwards to nothing….the frame had gone from my head and it now hung free…I felt the restraints tug at my flesh too…chafing the skin a little. Master looked down at me, leaned forward and kissed me fully…his tongue seeking mine…so much passion, so intense! " Did you enjoy that feeling little one?" And do you like the taste of your sex?" I nodded both times..." Now it is time you taste my love for you…taste my seed and feed on it!, know I will not hurt you little one. I love you!"… Again I nodded…parting my lips loosely…my tongue flicking out. Master again began to stroke his cock….taking the head and rubbing in against my lips. My tongue snaked out to lick it as it did....and I heard Master gasp, lightly, I opened my mouth wider, needing to taste more… and lifted my head to suck him deep inside me. As I did Master thrust his hips forward…pressing himself to me…I felt the hair around the base tickle my chin and I felt him buried in my throat. My reaction was to gag, but Master placed his hands, softly, on my neck and soothed the feeling. He now thrust back and forth…I gazed into his eyes, and saw only his love for me. There was no animal within my Master and I knew I was blessed…more than those girls I once knew! Master worked faster, harder and I matched his pace. Sucking, licking giving him my all, I worked my own body too,,.,hips thrusting, arms and legs straining against my restraints. I could feel my own orgasm begin to rise….Master could see it too…I looked to him…pleading, begging him to touch me to give me those waves of pleasure once more. At this he exploded in my mouth…hot jets of thick creamy cum filling my mouth, and still he thrust - not stopping- it was all that it took for me to join him in his ecstasy and together we moaned….out voices lost in the dark corners of the room. For what seemed like eternity he stayed in my mouth, I sucked and licked each drop of cum from his shaft…savoring it like candied fruit, and finally he slipped slowly from me. Leaning over to unfasten me from my chains. He lifted me into his arms and walked into the shadows of the distant corner…as my eyes adjusted to the changing light I saw a long bench covered in many soft pillows. He placed me on to it and looked deep into my face. " Ah my treasure, my little one, how you please me, how I love you!" His fingers caressed my skin, "I have longed for you all of the days you have been growing into a woman, but I need to know your thoughts….tell me?" I raised myself to sit before him, lowered my self to my knees in front of him and bowed low, my wrists extended on his lap. My heart, my mind all of me pledging to him. " Master, I am yours. I have always been yours, as a child and now as I woman. I give myself to you. Take me!" Master lifted my head and kissed me lightly, " I accept your submission Rhianna, I will forever guide and protect you" Then he laid me back once more on the bench, and moulded his strong body behind me. We lay there in the breaking morning, the sunlight hidden from our world, deep inside our home, and I knew then that there would never be another for me, there would be no other dark welcome. This man was forever my Master! A Dark Welcome Ch. 2 This story follows on from A Dark Welcome and continues the story of Rhiannan's submission. * * * * * I opened my eyes to darkness. Rubbing them gently to push sleep away, I looked around the room, seeing more as the seconds passed. At first I knew not where I was, but then I saw the frame and the memory flooded back to me. Just as this day broke I was as a child, but now all of that was gone, taken by my Master, by the man who took me into his castle and raised me as his own. I remembered too, the whispered words of the other village girls as I passed them in the square. "She is no woman, who would want her? wait till the slavers come - they will teach the virgin to squeal like the dogs do!". If only they knew! I was a woman now, and I knew the pleasure in the touch of a man’s hand. I knew the tenderness of belonging to a man too, of belonging to my Master. Rolling onto my back carefully, I felt his hard body behind my own, his breathing slow and regular. He seemed deep in sleep. Quiet as a mouse, I rose and stretched my hand high above me. My flesh ached, but it was not in pain. It felt almost like my body was remembering how it worked again. A light air passed over my body and I shivered, the soft downy hair over my back tingled and the soft brown circles on my breasts puckered in response. I wrapped my arms about my nakedness, and as they brushed my breasts, I shivered excitedly. Walking on toe tips, I approached the beautiful frame that was the stage for my awakening from childhood and ran my fingers over the soft pillow pad where not long before my body rested. The silky cushion that had supported me was wet to my touch; it glistened like morning dew on petals at its center. Unable to resist I lifted my fingers to my mouth and licked the shining wetness, suckling on them like a baby on its mother’s teat. I savored my own taste, sweet and musky. A tiny groan escaped me. This was enough to wake Master. "Rhiannan, why do you stand before your frame, little one?" He asked, in a voice so well known, but somehow so new to me. "I did not wish to wake you Master, and seeing the frame has made my mind return to what passed here but a short time ago," I replied, hoping I had not displeased him. "Forgive me if I have done wrong Master, please?" Master chuckled and lifted the edge of the quilted throw, his eyes swept their gaze over my body and he inclined his head, urging me to return. I quickly slid beneath its warmth and nestled my head on Masters chest. His heart beat a strong slow rhythm that almost seemed like music, or the chants of the holy men in prayer. Ah! The love I felt in my heart was spilling forth from me, and his strong embrace made me feel so safe. Lifting my chin with a finger, Master brought my eyes level with his own. He fixed me there with the intensity of his stare and then he spoke, "Little one, there are many new things you will learn as each new day rises, some have more weight than others and those things you need to learn now. I have never treated you ill, never beaten you, and never forced you in any way - have I?" "No Master, never!" "I told you also that I have waited for you to reach your twenty-first annum so patiently. When I brought you here, I knew I would take your childhood from you, that I would be the first, I believe this was my right. I sent you to scholars to learn, for I do not want a stupid woman in you. I have draped you in fine silks and satins, bought you the best of lotions for your skin. All of this was in preparation for what you are to become." My eyes never left his face, but terror rose in my heart. What was my Master trying to tell me? Had I served his need? Then the truth struck me. It pierced my heart like an arrow - He was done with me and I would be given to the Slave Bonders! He would double the asking price for one such as me. My eyes flashed in terror. I wanted to flee, but my heart was too heavy. "Master, oh my Master! Please the Gods, I beg you not to give me to the Bonders. I will try harder. I swear." He placed his fingers to my lips and quieted my outburst. "Rhiannan, do not interrupt me! Silence! This is one of the first things you must learn, when I speak - you listen!" My body lay fixed. My tongue was silenced, and I nodded gently. "I allowed you time to study and learn of matters not given often to women, little one, use that learning now. Do you think I am going to throw away a flower that I raised from seed? Oh, no! But understand this Rhiannan, just like that flower, you are mine." His hand slid into my long hair, fingers winding it to them. He gripped me tightly. "You are my property, my piece of treasure, like a lute I will play you for my amusement. When you gave your pledge to me it bound you to me forever. I will guide and protect you, my pet, but you will never question why I do what I will do." I began to understand. "Things will change now. You will no longer dress as a child. You will dress for my pleasure. When the servants are nearby you will wear a gown, which you will find plentiful in your chamber. When we are alone you will disrobe. It will please me to see your skin unadorned, naked and ready for me." Master then lifted me into his arms and rose from the couch. In four swift strides he passed the frame, my frame, and stood by the wall. My eyes looked over its surface and I saw the two rings and the chains attached to them. My heart began to thump; I could feel the blood flowing like a river in my head. He placed my feet on the flagstones and lifted my hands high. I felt the cold metal against my slender wrists as he fastened the cuffs to me. He reached above me and tugged on a pulley. My arms stretched fully now, and I lifted myself to my toes to ease the tightness. He smiled softly and ran his hands down over the inside of my arms, squeezing gently on the muscles. Then, turning from me, he whispered, "Be still little one, let your arms relax and you will find comfort in the aching of your flesh. I will return to you in a short moment, you need not be afraid." My eyes followed him as he opened the door, and I heard him begin to climb the stairs towards the kitchen. In the torchlight the room seemed to grow, the corners seemed to be receding back into the shadows. I took time to study the structures around me. My eyes passed first over the frame my body knew of old, then onwards to what looked like the village stocks. This structure differed though; there were four small hand holes and a larger opening to place the head through. Set into the corner behind this was a large wooden cross-like frame, set down on two arms. Chains of silver link sparkled on it. My mind flooded with images of how Master might place me on the frame, and I began to feel a pulse in my womanhood, the little bud swelling and wetness beginning to flow. I longed to reach down and press on it, to rekindle those wonderful feelings I knew would come. Then I sighed in acknowledgement of my restraints. My reverie was broken by the sound of my Master’s footsteps in outside the door, and as he entered I felt heat rising in my cheeks, a fact not missed by him either and he chuckled as he approached me. "Your face is quite flushed, Rhiannan, what is wrong?" His eyes flashed as he reached down and slid his finger along the folds of my wet place, "I will have to leave you longer next time little one, it seems you enjoy the solitude. But you have made quite a mess my pet, so perhaps it is time we make you clean once more." I did not understand. My wetness did not seem dirty in my mind it seemed so natural. Looking down I saw a bowl of steaming water in Masters hands, and inside the bowl was his face knife. I forced my fear back inside me, trust in him replacing it. Even when he took the knife from the water and held it I did not allow fear to grip me. Master took a cloth which had been draped across his shoulder and dropped it into the water and, when it was fully soaked, he placed it tight to my dripping womanhood. He began to rub back and forth, slipping further between the folds with every pass. Without intention I pressed my bud to it, seeking its rough caress. "Now Rhiannan, the time is not right yet for this. I need to finish this, and you will find that your pussy is more beautiful than before. I have a special little surprise for it too." He told me, and the devil look came back to his eyes. "Close your eyes now" The rubbing cloth vanished, but was replaced by the icy cold sharpness that scraped down over my mound. Master lifted my left leg and placed it on his shoulder as he kneeled before me. My body grew heavy and I felt the cuffs tighten and my arms extend more. My womanhood, or as Master calls it, my pussy was wide to him now. He drew the knife back over the skin and along the folds, as far back as was possible. I waited for the warmth of flowing blood to begin, but there was none. I longed to reach down and touch, the bud was on fire and I knew it was swollen. Master knew it too! He ran his thumb back and forth over it and my legs began to tremble, the wetness of my juices flowing returned envigoured and I mewed softly to him is a plea for relief. I wanted to look, needed to look but I knew I could not. In some ways this made my wetness increase. Suddenly his thumb was gone. I pressed my hips upwards and sought it out once more, but Oh! Joy! He replaced it with his mouth on me, sucking my bud into his lips only to let it spring free and replace this with his lapping tongue. In only a moment, or so it seemed, my bud felt as if it might burst out of my skin. My body was racked with spasms and I cried out, "Master! Oh My Lord, my time is coming, I cannot stop it!" "Yes Rhiannan, cum for me pretty one, fill my mouth with your gifts. Do it now!" He said, more loudly than I had expected. I screamed and felt myself float off into a cloud of pure pleasure. I was not even aware of the fact that Master had taken his mouth far away from my pussy. But my senses reached the peak in seconds, as I felt a searing pain in my bud. I had never felt such a thing, even when my body bled with the tides. I screamed my throat dry and tight with terror. What in the names of the Gods has done this to me? I wondered. "Rhiannan! Rhiannan! Look down, pet. Open your eyes and see your gift" He told me sharply. I gazed down my body to my womanhood. Masters thumb and forefinger held the lips wide and I could not believe what I saw. There was a thick gold ring, just like a bull nose ring, all the way through my bud. My poor swollen bud looked enormous, pulled forward out of the lips by the ring. Master used a finger from his other hand to flip it back and forth, and it hurt, but I knew I was going to cum once more. My hips bucked like a mating dog as I felt the feeling course through my pussy. “Oh my little pet, yes Rhiannan! I knew you would love the ring in your pretty shaven pussy. You are so precious to me, my sweet Rhiannan," he rasped. I had been so assaulted by the sight of the ring that I failed to notice my hairless pussy. "I expect you to scrape with the knife, shave the hair away." He told me, "I prefer it to be open and clean, hairless and so pretty.” The glow of love shone from his eyes to mine. Reaching up, he loosened my arms from the cuffs and I fell onto his chest. Master scooped me into his strong arms and in a tiny whisper he said, "You have pleased me so much, little one, you respond so well. I think I always knew you would." I felt so proud of myself, of how he loved me and of simply being his woman. I felt myself transported across the room. I felt lighter than air in his arms, surrounded by his power, bathing in it like it was water. I nestled my head in his neck and gave myself to the moment. Then I felt myself being lowered down. Master placed my feet on the floor and I stood facing the cross, before I knew fully what was about to pass he secured my hands and feet to the arms of the cross. My body lay across the center, facing the wall, and the shadowy depths of the corner. I felt a tight leather strap fastened around my slender waist, and my bud still pulsed in its painful pleasure. I turned my head to Master and my eyes pleaded with him to stop. I did not think my heart, or my body could do any more. Master smiled and raised his hand to stroke my hair. "Rhiannan," he said, "it is my belief that one should make it known what is most valued by them. And the most precious of those should be known by all to belong to them. You know that my fine linens bear my monogram, yes?" I nodded, though I had no idea of his meaning. "You too are precious, more than anything else I own. Therefore, you must bear my mark. Know that this is a sign of my love for you, and of my ownership of you. No other man will look at your flesh and misunderstand, for they will see my mark on you." Now I was lost, beyond any understanding. "Master, may I speak?" He nodded. "I do not understand you, I am so sorry. I know your monogram is on the linens, but on me? How could that be?" As I spoke the last words I saw him turning towards the brazier, which up till this moment had been heating us in our nakedness. I saw the coals burning, blue and yellow flames dancing on the surface. I saw him reach over and remove the poker. I looked with eyes wider than ever at its glowing tip and saw his monogram initial lit brightly in the metal tip. It reminded me of the farmer's irons, which they used on the beasts. "Master! No, please! Why do you hate me so that you could do this to me?" I cried out my words almost lost amidst my screaming. "I do this because I love you Rhiannan, because you are mine alone and all will know it. Yes, it will be painful, but that pain will pass and you will learn from it. Take the pain Rhiannan, use it to bond your mind, your heart and your will to me," he called, slowly moving towards me. I tried to wrestle free, but could only move my head and shoulders, so tight were the bonds. I smelled my flesh burn before I felt it, but when I did the pain filled every part of my body. It balled itself inside me and I felt my stomach retch. My sickness sprang forth and covered the wall before me. Gradually the intensity subsided, but the burning feeling remained. I swear I could have traced the letter without touching it. More strangely though, I felt my juices flowing from my pussy like water from the font. My bud pulsed and twitched and the ring seemed to vibrate. In the midst of all the torture I had cum once more. After silence returned, Master loosened my bonds and wrapped me gently in the quilt. He carried my weary body to the couch and laid me down so softly. He pulled back the quilt and brought his body alongside mine, we lay like spoons in the half-light of the coals. Master stroked my hair, soothing me with tiny kisses. "My Rhiannan, we are moving along our path, my pet. I can promise you there will be many more wonderful experiences for you. But for now you must sleep." I nodded, already feeling myself drifting towards it. I was becoming a person I did not know, a branded woman with a ring in her pussy! My Master was promising me that there was more, and I was happy. More on the wonderful journey of Rhiannan and her Master soon...