0 comments/ 27984 views/ 6 favorites Master Daniel By: thewench "You wanted to see me, milord?" Angel asked quietly as she stood in the open doorway of His chamber. He didn't answer her as He looked her over. Instead of Him, she looked around her. His chamber was warm, the fire in the hearth was banked and comfortable. The shutters were closed, shutting out the storm and it was quiet in the room. Through the arrow loops, she could see that the storm raged on, lightning would streak the sky, illuminating the night. The fine hairs on the back of her neck pricked and she stole a glance His way. The sight of Him made her skin like gooseflesh. Every time she saw Him, as far back as she could remember, He stole her breath, tonight was no different. He was sitting in a big chair with a high back, His own arms resting on the chair's. His hands were clasped together, as if He were praying, under His bearded chin. Master Daniel, as He preferred women call Him, was as mysterious as He was handsome. His black as sin hair was long, past His broad shoulders and His beard, that was just as black, was long, but neatly kept. His eyes were in contrast, a light color, bright and knowing, Many say Master Daniel had the vision of a hawk, that even in darkness He saw what many could not see in broad daylight. The villagers called Him by many names; Sir Hawkmoon, Nightwing. Angel knew of another name; Kind Master. She had no doubt that He was the opposite of what He reflected to His people. She felt she would know for certain tonight. His voice boomed and brought her out of her thoughts, "Come closer, girl and shut the door. I will not harm you." Then He quietly added, "Unless you insist." Angel felt her face flush and turn red, but she nervously stepped closer into the room, turned and closed the door. Turning back, she averted her eyes again. "Your name is Angel, correct?" Master Daniel asked with a soft voice. "Yes, sir." she answered, her own voice quivering. "A fitting name." He stated. Angel said nothing, just kept her eyes down and her hands clasped in front of her, wringing them. "I've been watching you, you are indeed an angel. They way you tend to the sick and the children of My castle. I especially like watching you with the animals. The way you saved that foal and the mare. you kept them alive with pure determination." "i believe nothing, not even death, should part mother and child!" She said fiercely. She did not know why she used that tone and was immediately ashamed of herself for speaking that way to Master Daniel. He spoke with amusement, "Something else I find remarkable. Even though it's plain you fear Me, you speak as though I am not the lord and master of this castle." "Oh, milord, i beg for Your forgiveness!" Angel's hands were now red as blood from wringing them so hard. she could feel the backs of her eyes starting to burn, she would explode with tears, soon. Master Daniel smiled at her, "you needn't beg, My dear, not now,anyway and never be sorry for having something I find so endearing." "And what is that?" "Passion. Pure passion. 'Tis in everything you do, everything you say. When you take on a task, you do it wholeheartedly. you get it done, the way it should be done. I can only hope that that glorious feature of yours goes farther than the stables and sickroom." Daniel saw her blush, again. 'Twas an odd sight. Angel was no virgin, to live as long as she did in a castle the size of His, she had to have lost her maidenhead years ago. He knew for a fact she was no virgin. He had one day accidentally overheard one of His knights in confession. It was indeed an accident, for the knight and Brother Archie were not in the chapel and it was not even time for confession. It seemed that the poor knight was in so much fear for his soul that he didn't give the good monk time to lead the way to the confessional. Daniel had been passing by one of the gardens when He heard her name. So He listened, He thought the knight was bragging about bedding the beauty, to His surprise, the knight was scared out of his wits. Said that the moment of his release, he looked into Angel's bright blue eyes and something odd happened. "'Twas like the ground had opened up and was trying to swallow me, taking me down to Hell. The strange thing was, there were no flames to burn for eternity. No sick smell of sulfur. No horned creature with hooves and a tail. It was a feeling that made all of my fears disappear and I felt as though I would never age, never go hungry, never fear anything again, for eternity." The knight's voice had taken on a trance like tone, as if he were repeating what he had just said by rote. The old monk had smile at the young man and said, knowingly, "Sounds like Heaven, my child. Why should you fear Heaven?" Daniel didn't hear the answer, it was at that time He realized that this was confession, so He left. That was about two years ago. That was all He could stand to wait. He wanted to know how this small woman, the woman quivering before Him, had scared His brave knight so badly. He stood and stepped closer to her. She kept her head lowered and her hands still wringing. He looked down at them, they were red as though they might begin to bleed. He took them and placed them by her side. Then with His finger, He lifted her face and looked into Angel's midnight blue eyes. Daniel now had an inkling as to what the young knight felt as He, Himself stood mesmerized. But as always, He had come prepared. He reached into His long black cloak and brought forth a black silken scarf. He watched her face as He pulled it from one of the many pockets he had the seamstress make for Him. There was no longer fear on her beautiful, flawless face and she had stopped shivering the moment He touched her. It was as if she knew He could no more harm her than He could stop the sun from chasing away the moon. A delicious thought, but impossible. Angel stared up at Him and He knew He must act quickly or lose something He had been barely able to hold on to for these many years, His soul. Daniel walked around her and put the scarf around her head, her eyes. He tied it, not tightly, He refuse to harm her, or any other woman, for that matter. He touched her hair. It was soft and silky beneath His fingers. It was thick and full and curled just slightly. No wonder she oozed passion the way she did, her hair was proof of it, red. Dark red, not copper like a penny, more like a rust with sunshine added to make it shine at all times. Even in the deepest darkest chamber, such as His. But what struck Daniel the most was the sheer length of it. It went down almost to the backs of her knees. Daniel had but one weakness and long hair was it. Now He feared for His soul even greater. Daniel noticed that she had started to shiver again. Not out of fear of Him, the shivers came from somewhere else, something else. Desire. she was wringing her hands again. He smiled. she acted as though she was trying to wring them off of her wrists. He took them and placed them behind her back, pulled another silk scarf out of His cloak and tied them together. He knew He couldn't pull off her gown with her that way, so He did what He did best, He ripped it off of her. With each tear, she gasped. Daniel found that oddly erotic. When He was finished, her blue gown was but a pile of rags pooled around her tiny feet. He had had no way of knowing that she stood with her legs spread apart, the gown had concealed them, and had concealed their beauty. They were shapely, very shapely and short. God, but was she the sexiest thing He'd ever have the pleasure of seeing. Her short legs and wide hips, her small breasts and tiny waist and her oh, so long hair. He took a few steps back to gaze in wonder at the true testament of God's perfect hand. Daniel wondered what was going on in that mind of her's. He knew Angel had a sharp mind and a quick tongue. she had wits and knew how to use them. So He said one word to her. "Wider." Angel spread her legs wider. she had to take a small step away from what was left of her dress, but she did it, just as He had commanded. she stood with her arms tied behind her back and her legs spread wide. The blindfold was an added touch. she licked her lips and Daniel wanted to cum. her soft looking mouth, now moistened, called to Him. He cleared His voice and spoke to her with a laziness that denied the actual state He was in. "Tonight, Angel, I will take you places you have never even dreamed could exist. I will make you feel things that will make you feel as though you are on fire. I will make you talk to me, say things that no decent woman should ever say. But if this is something you do not want, tell me and you can go." she didn't say a word, just spread her legs wider and stood as tall as she could. "Be sure, pet, for there is no going back." Still, nothing, not a word, not a sound, not one movement came from Angel and Daniel sighed inwardly, He was glad she had accepted His challenge. He only hoped she would be just as happy with her decision. He placed both of His big hands on her small face and leaned forward. He brushed Angel's closed lips with His. she shuddered. Then the remarkable happened; she parted her soft lips and her tongue touched His. Daniel was not prepared for that. He deepened the kiss, His mouth crushed hers and His tongue plunged inside. she began to suck it, scraping lightly with her perfect white teeth. Fighting with all He had, He broke the kiss and looked at her. her milky white skin was flushed from head to toe, a light sheen of sweat covered her naked form, her chest heaved, she was breathing as though she had run for miles. "So, My dear, you like to play games?" He asked, fighting the shock in His voice. she didn't answer. Daniel grabbed her long hair and asked again, firmly. "Answer Me, girl." A wicked smile threatened to dance at one corner of her mouth. Daniel knew what she was about, He knew then that she did, indeed, like to play games. And He was too thrilled for words. "i...i do not know...w-what You are talkingabout, Sir." she answered, trying to act innocent. He did not buy that act for one minute. He snatched the blindfold off of her eyes and then realizing, too late, that that had been a mistake. The fire that burned in Angel's midnight blue eyes, turned them almost black and burned Daniel to the core. He had no choice but to step behind her again, to get out of her line of vision. He reached down and touched the center of Angel's desire. At His first touch, she moaned loudly, her thighs quivered and her knees gave out. He had to hold her body up, against His. she stayed stiff for a long time, all the while she whimpered and moaned and jerked and quivered. her nipples had went erect and wrinkled. When her breathing was under control, although He could still see tiny shudders running through her, Daniel leaned down and whispered into her ear, "you should not have done that, My pet." Master Daniel sounded cold, but Angel knew the truth. she had always known of the strange tastes of Him. she had heard other women around the castle talk. she liked what she heard. she liked the idea of that man touching her in ways other men wouldn't. Other men said it was wrong or odd. Angel thought it was awe-inspiring. she wanted to feel things like that. Funny, His other women did not speak of the feelings that He spoke of. Did they not feel Master Daniel's power? Did that power not make them want to fall to their knees and beg for more? It had that effect on her. she did, indeed, know better than to cum, but she could not stop herself, she did not want to stop herself. she knew what would happen if she did it, and she did it, anyway. Now all she could do was wait, and the waiting was almost unbearable. {Dear readers, i had no choice but to stop here, for obvious reasons, (blushing smile). Do not fear, i am already at work. This time the wait will not be as long. i promise.} Master Daniel Ch. 02 {Dear readers, i told You that it wouldn't be long. Sorry to say that this is only the second installment. It seems that Master Daniel and Angel have taken their story out of my hands, so, there's no telling how long this night will last. Part three is already almost finished and i will be submitting it as soon as this one has been posted. Thank-You for Your patience and i hope You enjoy.} ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Daniel looked at His hand. He had heard of women who could do what she had just done, but never had the pleasure of having one for Himself. Angel had cum so hard in His hand that He now knew the meaning of "holding Heaven in the palm of His hand." It gave Him an odd feeling, to have had as many women as He had, and not one of them could gush like she did. It gave Him a feeling of power like He had never known before. He was right when He said that Angel had passion, it flowed from her. Now it was time to put that passion to work. What a night that lay ahead of them. Angel's wait was finally over, she felt Master Daniel untie her wrists, the heat that come off His hands nearly burned her. "There are rules, My beautiful one, rules that must be obeyed. Do you understand?" He asked, absently stroking the backs of her tiny hands. "Y-yes, sir." she said, trying to sound meek. "First of all, I will never harm you. If you start feeling uncomfortable, tell me, and I will stop." "i understand." " When speaking to Me, you must always call Me either, Sir, Milord, or Master Daniel. And last but definitely not least, you must always, always ask for permission to cum. Understand, Angel?" Master Daniel spoke with authority, not anger, not spite, but like He was speaking to His men-at-arms, telling them what He expected of them. "Yes, i understand." she knew what she was doing. "Now, what did I just say, Angel? Did I not make myself clear? Did I not just now tell you how you should always speak to Me?" His voice was getting firmer. The grip Master Daniel had on her hands was getting tighter, but she felt no pain. "Oh, i am terribly sorry, milord. Yes, i understand the rules." Angel knew what she was doing. "I do not think you do understand. I think I shall have to show you the consequences of disobeying Me." "Oh, Sir, please, i am truly sorry, i will remember these rules and any others that may come along." "No, I think I will have to show you in order to make sure you know these rules as well as any future rules, as you have pointed out. Like maybe I make the rules as I go along, is that what you think, My dear? That I make up rules as I see fit?" It sounded to Angel that Master Daniel may be getting a little angry, but then she stole a glance His way, 'twas not an easy movement. The look on His handsome face was enough to make her even wetter than she already was. He was enjoying this game as much as she was. "milord, i beg forgiveness, i did not mean to insult you, i..." "No, I didn't think you did, but none the less, you must learn, and learn you shall. On your knees, pet. Time to learn the rules of this game and of Me." Angel felt her nipples harden, and the place between her legs turned scorching hot as she kneeled down before her Master. "Teach me, Master Daniel, i am eager to learn. i will not let You down." Daniel stood, looking down at the girl who was on her knees before Him. He saw her quiver, and He knew at that instant that this was the one He had been searching for all His life. He would have to be careful, though, she could not know that. He could not let her know what her beauty did to Him. He certainly could not let her know what her surrender did to Him. It was already clear to Daniel that she was having a strange effect on Him. He would have to go slow, show her who is the Master. He rubbed her arse, one cheek, then the other. He knew what the wait would do to her, He knew what it was doing to Him. "you know, pet, I do not enjoy punishing, no matter what you have heard." He said softly. "But, then again, this is not a punishment, now is it?" He let his voice turn grave. He hoped she would buy the act. He did not want to scare her. Angel shivered again and her skin pricked up like gooseflesh. "Answer me, pet." He whispered as He grabbed her by her hair. "N-no, S-sir. This...this is n-not a...a punishment." she gasped. Daniel smiled as He brought His big hand down. The smack echoed through the chamber. Angel's head reared back and she let out a pent-up breath through her teeth. Another smack to the other cheek brought the same reaction. Still again. And again. With each whack to her arse, she whimpered and moaned, she shook and shivered and gasped. After a few more blows, He stopped and looked at her. she was on her hands and knees, sweating, her arse reddened by the spanking. she glowed. He felt her cunt; wet, dripping wet. "Well now, love, do you think you will remember My rules?" He asked her, letting the smile He had on His face show in His voice. "Y-yes, S-sir." Even her voice shook. "Yes, Sir, what?" "Yes, Sir, i will remember Your rules." Just to taunt her, "And what are My rules?" she was quiet for moment, then she took in a breath, "You will never hurt me, if i feel uncomfortable, let You know and You will stop." "And?" "A-and when i speak to You, i must call You either Sir, milord, or Master Daniel." "Is that all?" "N-n-no, Sir. i will always a-ask f-for premissiontocum." she spoke so fast, she was so breathless, Daniel almost took pity on her. Almost. she wouldn't want that, He was certain. "Very good, pet. Now, crawl over to the bed and wait for me. Don't get on the bed, just wait beside it." "Yes, milord." Angel crawled slowly off toward the bed that sat high in the corner of the room. Angel smiled an inner smile. she had known what she was doing all along and she got what she had wanted. her arse burned like it was on fire and she had never felt so alive. "There's got to be more of this yet to come". she thought to herself. "A girl can hope, can't she?" she got to the bed and waited. she wanted to get on the bed, to disobey, but she didn't think her arse could stand many more blows, more's the pity. Besides, there were other things she wanted to do, be "forced" to do that is. she had heard other women at the castle talk of this chamber, this wasn't Master Daniel's sleeping chamber, this was His own personal chamber, no one ever came here that He didn't invite. He had it dark in here when she first came in, but now, it was brighter, He was lighting candles. Now she could see more of the room. The sights brought her senses to life. The shackles on the floor and walls, the leather straps that hung from the bedposts. On the table beside the big, high bed stood a vase of fresh roses with the thorns still on the stems. There was a small wooden object, polished smooth, that sat on that table. It was tapered at the top and got bigger down toward the bottom. The fat end tapered again with what looked like a stem that sat on a base. Angel didn't know what it was, but it made her shiver just looking at it. A jar of something sat next to it. Also on the table was what looked to her like a paddle and there was a riding crop. Still, on the table there were tiny objects that looked like some kind of clamps, they had tiny golden rings on them with tiny golden chains attached to them. Beside them lay a wide strip of leather with a buckle and two rings on each side. Angel had a feeling that tonight was going to be a long night. Daniel watched Angel as she looked around her. He had lit more candles for her to get a better idea that this was more than just a room, it was His lair. He wanted her to see all that was in store for her. While Daniel had many more tricks up His sleeve, tonight, He would take it easy, for her sake and for His'. Angel's breathing was labored, He could hear her heartbeat and see how hard her beautiful body was trembling, Daniel smiled, He had had plenty of women who enjoyed His games, but none of them surrendered to Him. she would, she already did, when she kneeled before Him and begged Him to teach her. she was eager to learn and He was just as eager to show her. It was almost as though they were cut from the same cloth. Daniel stopped that line of thought. she was here to serve Him and that was all. If she proved worthy, then she would remain in His service to do as He commanded. He walked over to her slowly, letting His footsteps echo in the silence. He stopped at her kneeling form. "Get up." He ordered. Angel obeyed and stood, her legs spread wide, her hands behind her, her eyes piercing His, as if to say something. she had that look almost every time He looked at her. He just could not figure out what that look was saying. "Where did you learn to stand like that?" He asked. Daniel had felt for certain that she had never had any training. she gave Him a confused look. "Learn, Sir?" she asked. "Yes, learn. you cannot possibly tell Me that you have had no training." "Training?" she was still confused, then added, "Sir." Angel was confused, then she thought about. "Ah, well...milord,...it was just an accident..." "'Twas no accident that you stand the stand of a slut, My kind of slut. Now tell me who has been training you." Master Daniel was beginning to sound upset. she hoped she could make Him see the truth. "Master, a bit ago, when You tore my dress from me and saw how i was standing, that was just the way i was standing, a natural thing, i wasn't even aware of it until You told me to spread them wider." she tried using her natural voice, no innocence, no pout, no nothing but her. she hoped that would work, it was the truth, after all. "So I am to believe that you are a natural?" "A natural what, milord?" Angel was truly confused. "A natural submissive." she noticed a change coming over Him "A submissive? Please, milord, i do not understand." she was getting more and more confused and she had a bad feeling that He was going to dismiss her for having muddled wits. " A submissive is a woman like you who can make a man like Me feel He is going insane." He said dryly. "Never mind. I should have known better than to start this conversation." He turned from her and she almost reached for Him to beg Him not to leave her, not to be upset with her, but then He turned back to her with something in His hands. Angel's inner smile returned. Then she saw what He held. Master Daniel Ch. 03 Daniel sat in His chair on the other side of the room watching His new little slave, she was still, it was almost as though she were asleep, but He knew better. she had done well, perhaps a little too well. He slowly sipped His wine as He thought back to the actions that had transpired. Something had happened to Daniel, something strange that He could not put His finger on. It seems as though the young knight had been right all along, Angel did have the power to steal one's soul. Angel was a witch. A beautiful, mesmerizing, soul eating witch. He had the proof. He had placed the leather collar around her slender neck watching as her blue eyes grew wide with wonder. He had told her that it was a training collar and that, if she proved worthy, He would give her a more suitable one, one that she could wear at all times. After that, He had taken a nipple, rosy red and already erect, between His thumb and forefinger and pinched and twisted it. Angel gasped and jerked, a natural reaction. Daniel smiled, then placed a clamp on it. Gauging her discomfort, He adjusted it. The discomfort turned to ecstasy. He had then proceeded to her other nipple and gave it the same carefully rough attention. He had then told her to climb onto the bed, He knew the clamps would pinch terribly, but still, no discomfort could He see in the way she moved. "Ass, high in the air" He had commanded. Angel obeyed, With her back to Him, He had picked up the jar of lubricant, a special mixture He had discovered in the East. He opened it and picked up the wooden plug. The plug would fit nicely in her tight little hole, He had no doubt. He also had no doubt that she would very much enjoy this. "Angel." He had said calmly, not letting His voice betray His true feelings, whatever they were. "Sir?" she had said, breathlessly. "Put your hands on your ass and spread." He had commanded, still fighting hard to control His voice. Angel obeyed. He would have to remember to start telling her what a good girl she was. Daniel had noticed her small hands were trembling, "Do not worry, pet, you will love this." He had truly believed that she would. He had dipped the tip of the plug in to the jelly-like substance and placed it against her hole, she jerked and let out a soft sigh. Smiling, He rubbed the tip of the plug against her, dipped it back in the jar. He let the tip penetrate her and she had moaned. "See, my dear, did I not tell you?" "Y-yess...Sir." Angel started quivering, again. He took the plug out to dip it again and she whimpered in disappointment. "I'm not finished, pet, be patient." This woman was driving Him to the edge of insanity. Only a few of the women He had been with actually liked the plug, Angel had seemed greedy for it. Daniel had worked the plug in and out of her, each time, going deeper and each time, she would wiggle her hips back to Him, wanting more. This please Him greatly. "Wait, precious, wait." He was beginning to realize that she had been pleasing Him since the moment she walked into His chamber. After He felt she was slick enough, He touched her between her legs, a shadow on the bed coverlets caught His attention, when He touched it, He saw that it was where she had dripped her own juices. Angel was more than ready, she needed it. He asked her, "Are you ready, My dear?" "Y-y-ess, my-my-milord." Daniel pressed the tip of the plug into her and watched in amazement as her tight little asshole swallowed the plug right to the base. Angel had been stifling a scream, she let it out, loudly; "Please Master, may i cum?!" her scream had brought Daniel back to His senses, "Yes, My love, cum for me. Let it go. Feel it. Yes, sweet, yes." He had held her as she came, allowing her to jerk and scream and thrash about the bed. The noises she had made had turned Him rock hard, they were a cross between a growl and a moan. she had breathed hard through her clenched teeth and her face had turned crimson. Slowly she had began to calm, until tiny shudders were all that rippled through her body. Daniel had smoothed her hair back away from her sweating face, removed the clamps carefully and held her, staring at her with a renewed sense of wonder. He had not thought it possible, but she was even more beautiful than before. When her breathing had returned to normal, He rolled her over and placed her in the middle of the bed, so that her head was at the headboard. He had gently placed the soft leather straps around her tiny wrists and ankles, one at each corner of the bed and made sure she would only be able to wiggle, He loved to watch them struggle in the bonds. He had bent down and kissed her softly on her red lips, they were swollen, she had actually bitten her own lips in the heat of her orgasm. He had then soothed her raw nipples with His tongue. "That was the best experience i have ever had. Thank You, Master." Angel's whisper was strangled. With that one comment, that one innocent gesture of gratitude, Daniel's heart, that had long ago stopped beating, now pounded rapidly, slamming against His chest so hard that it had begun to ache. Master Daniel Ch. 04 Angel lay bound spread eagle on the bed, the plug still inserted in her arse, making her painfully aware that she was now a different person. Not "painfully" as in physical pain, but "painfully" as in something else. she was full of emotions, emotions she could not quite understand. Like why did she feel so different now? she felt so good, so proud, and so strong. she thought about that last one. If she were what Master Daniel had called her, a submissive, then where did the strength come from. Didn't submit mean to surrender? And didn't surrender mean that one was weak? It was all too confusing. Master Daniel rose from His chair, holding a wine goblet. He looked over at her, drained the glass, then refilled it and walked over to her. His rich voice, once again, making her tremble. "you must be thirsty, My dear." "Yes. Sir, a little." Angel's throat was so dry, she found it difficult to speak. she couldn't even wet her lips when she licked them. He sat on the bed, lifted her head slightly and held the glass to her lips. she let it glide down her dry throat, "Oh, that's good stuff." she thought to herself. After a few swallows He stood and set the goblet on the table. He walked to the end of the bed and stood. Master Daniel had shed His cloak sometime earlier while she was other wise occupied. He now wore a white billowy shirt and tight black breeches. His hair was tied back with a long black leather thong. His very presence was commanding. He began stroking one of her legs with the back of His finger, sending shivers down her spine. "How do you feel, pet?" He asked her. "MMM, very good, milord. Only..." Angel felt silly asking something like that. He already thought she had muddled wits. "Only what?" she knew that she had better answer Him, kicking herself for bringing up the subject. "It's just that i am a bit confused, milord." she said as she tried to keep the quiver out of her voice. "Confused about what?" He was now stroking the inside of her thigh. It was getting harder to breathe. "Well, it's...it's...just that...it's just that i feel different, i..." He stopped her, finally, "you feel proud, stronger, you, at last, feel good about yourself. Am I correct?" Master Daniel had looked inside Angel's heart. "Yes! That's it, but how did You know. Sir" How could He have known that about her? His finger was making slow lazy half circles around her still wet and slick mound. He was watching what He was doing. Looking at His fingers as He teased her. It was getting harder to breathe. It was getting harder to stay still. she began to wriggle in the bonds. Master Daniel smiled. "I know how you are feeling because I am what I am. A Dominant man. you feel what you feel because you are a submissive woman." His fingers, His wonderful fingers were now touching the plug. It was getting harder and harder to breathe. "B-but, if i am a submissive woman, where...where did the strength come from? A wo-woman who s-surrenders all that i...all that i have, must be very weak. Sir" It was becoming impossible to breathe as Angel felt Him take the plug and tug on it slightly. "Nay, Angel. A woman who has surrendered all that you have is very, very strong. you are stronger than I could ever dream of being. What you have given, I never could." He removed the plug slowly, watching her eyes. "See, My dear, you have your power, I have Mine." He did not give His permission. she could not find the breath to ask, it felt too good to let go of, so she concentrated on His words, not His eyes, His voice, nor His hands. It felt so good. "O-oh, n-n-now i-i- understand...W-we feed off each other. my p-power makes You stronger...Y-your power, m-makes me stronger." He has not given permission, i can not ask. "That's one way to put it, Angel. you are as bright as you are beautiful." He was once again watching His hands as they teased her taut body. He must have known how close she was, for all of a sudden, He stopped. she tried not to let the whimper escape, but failed. she loved that smile of His. He looked over her bound form. Still dressed, He climbed onto the bed and stretched out on His side beside her. He kissed her. Oh, how she loved Master Daniel's kisses. They were tender and moist. They were slow and easy. His hands started roaming her body again. He spoke to her. His voice, hypnotizing and direct. His voice and touch caressed her as she fought the bonds, she wanted to touch Him, she wanted to hold Him. He touched her face, her neck, her breast. she was getting too close to that edge, again. Would He stop in time, or would she have to beg? After what seemed like hours, He stood and undressed. He climbed back onto the bed and, looking directly in her eyes, piercing her soul, He said, "I have let you have your release, your pleasure. It is now time for Me to have My fun." With that Master Daniel straddled Angel's chest. Putting all of His weight on His knees, He placed His long, hard, fat member just inches from her lips. "Angel, have you ever pleased a man with your mouth?" she heard Master Daniel's voice, it sounded far away. she was staring at His huge member. It was hard and throbbing, it was silky looking, the mushroom like tip was beginning to drip. she could feel the heat coming off of it, burning her lips. she wanted to touch it, stroke it, kiss it, lick it, suck it. she wanted it. "Have i ever...!" she was like a starving woman. she heard His laughter and tore her eyes away to look at Him. That was when she realized she had spoken aloud. "It seems to Me that maybe you like sucking cock?" That smile, the amusement in His voice... "Oh yes Sir! i love it!" she said as she looked back at her target. Licking her lips, she asked, "May i, milord?" "May you what, My dear?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ {If any of you are wondering what time period this is, so am i. LOL. It seems that there is a little Medieval and a little Victorian eras mixed in with lots of passion, not that there was any lack of passion in those times. Just thought i'd clear that up. Thank-you} Master Daniel Ch. 05 Daniel saw that look again. The look He could not place. she had her eyes locked firmly on His cock. her breath coming in pants. From out of nowhere, she lifted her head as far as she could and kissed the tip. Daniel jerked back. "May you what, My dear?" He repeated. "Do not make me beg, i want Your cock." Angel's voice was clear and even. she wasn't the breathless little innocent-want-to-be any longer. she knew what she wanted. All of a sudden, Daniel knew what that look was saying to Him. 'i dare You'. she was determined, full of determination and she wanted Him. Not just His cock, of that He was sure of. "Let me touch it." she said, that determination leading her. Daniel had no choice. He was in a trance. This small woman who knew what she wanted, had always known what she wanted, as He was beginning to realize, was taking a hold on Him, on His body, and on His heart. Soon His soul would belong to her. He reached around and untied her ankles, then leaned over her to untie his wrists. Angel took advantage of that, she kissed the tip and her tongue slipped into the slit. Daniel could not move, He sat there, stunned, and allowed Angel to take Him to Heaven. her tongue slid down His length, spreading the pre-cum, her soft tongue followed, cleaning Him. she held His heavy balls carefully and massaged them. Little by little, she sucked all of Him into her hot wet mouth, her tongue never stopping. It worked Daniel with a frenzy, pushing Him ever closer to that sought after edge. Angel started to hum and with that, He jerked back into reality. He did not know why, nor did He care to question why, He had stopped second-guessing Himself the moment Angel whispered that praise and her gratitude, but He did not want to release in her mouth. That image flashed in His mind's eye. she would welcome the taste of Him, swallow it willingly and then thank Him for it. But it was He who should be thanking her. Daniel pulled out of her mouth with a loud "pop", only to meet her eyes with his. she was angry. she wasn't finished, she wanted more. she grabbed for Him and He could only obey. This time, she only held it, this time her mouth went directly for His balls. Carefully, she sucked in one, then the other. 'her tongue must be made of velvet' Daniel thought as she covered them both with it. It seemed like long torturous hours before Daniel could no longer hold Himself back. With both hands, he gently pushed her head back to the bed. she started to speak, but He stopped her with His finger. she licked it and sucked it into her mouth. He moved to between her spread legs and then He took the same finger and placed it against His own lips. "Keep your eyes open for Me, love." He whispered. she obeyed. He didn't need to feel if she was still wet, but he did. The same finger ran over her mound and then He trailed it up to her lips. His own lips followed as He entered her in one slow movement. Angel gasped for air as she closed her eyes and leaned her head back to expose her slender neck. "Open your eyes." Daniel softly commanded. she obeyed, but not for long. He knew the feeling, He fought to keep His own eyes open. she was wet, she was hot and she was tight. He gave up the fight and buried His face in her neck. Somehow her long hair had gotten tangled around them and it was brushing against His skin like feathers. her legs wrapped around Him and she pulled Him in deeper. He pushed to get even deeper, His heart was racing and His blood was flowing. Angel was devouring Him and He wasn't doing one thing to stop her. she clamped down hard around Him and slowly started to buck against Him. her fingers started to roam up and down His spine. The places she touched, burning Him. Together they made love. Daniel had never called it that before. Angel and her passionate blue eyes had taken a hold of Him. she had had His heart long ago, when she a child. Not really a child, past the marriage age, still, with her inexperience, Daniel thought of her as a child. Even though it was only a few years before that He Himself had been a child. He feared her then, with her laughter and her kind heart, her soft skin and her radiating beauty. He was afraid He would scare her with His strange tastes. He left for the East, gone for so long, still, He had not forgotten her. Upon His return, he spotted her, she had not changed, she had only gotten more beautiful and He had avoided her, until He had no choice but to face His fear and take her. Maybe then would He be able to forget her. Maybe. Angel was going to die. she knew it. she had never felt anything like this. The edge that Master Daniel had pushed her over again and again, was nothing like this. The knights that had taken her over the edge could not do it like this man, her man. her Master. This was not the same abyss. It was deeper, darker. she felt as though if she fell, she would not be able to return. A knight that had been very kind and gentle had told her something she had never forgotten, he had told that the French called it, "la petite mort", the little death. It sounded dreadful. she wanted to embrace it. she could smell Master Daniel. He smelled of man and of strength. His hard muscles beneath her fingertips were sweating and His skin burned her fingers. Angel loved her Master Daniel. she loved Him the moment she first laid eyes on Him. But she was young and while she knew what went on between a man and a woman, she had not experienced it yet. she so wanted Him to show her, but He had left. she tried to forget Him. she listened to all the stories about Him and His ways of sex, but that only intrigued her, made her want Him all the more. she would lie awake in bed at night and think of Him and of all the things she had heard He likes to do. she would picture herself at His feet, in His shackles. she could see His slow, lazy smile, and feel His warm breath on her back. she wanted Him and there was no forgetting Master Daniel. she loved Him. When He finally returned, she still loved Him. she loves Him now. Angel was falling now, it would be over soon, the sky was beginning to grow light, she could see it through the arrow slits. He had taken her, used her for His pleasure and she would be of no further use to Him. But what a night. she loved being used by the man she loved and if He no longer thought of her, at least she had this night to hold onto for the rest of her life. And no one else would ever come close to giving her what He had given her. Daniel felt Angel growing tighter, she wrapped her legs around His waist and wrapped her arms around His neck, she tried to speak, but couldn't. He knew what she wanted and He could no more deny her than He could count the stars in the sky, her wish was His command. "Yes, My love, cum for me." she screamed and came, she came hard, her pussy trying desperately hard to pull Him inside of her. The way she milked His cock was like she was trying to milk His entire life out of Him. He spilled His seed inside of her, screaming her name, "Oh, God, Angel, How I love you so!" "Daniel, my Daniel. Oh, i love You!" Daniel looked down at His Angel, there were tears in her eyes and she was in a well-loved daze. her lips were swollen, He had to remind her to stop biting her own lips, save that for Him. When He looked back at her, He asked her, "Did you mean that?" "Aye." she answered, yawning, "Very much." Then she drifted off to sleep. Daniel then did something He had never done before, He laid down and slept with the woman He loved. * * * * * Dear readers, Master Daniel and Angel want to thank you for allowing them to share their story with you. This is not the end of those two, just their first night. i feel confident that they will be back. i want to thank you also and thank you for your patience and the feedback. It's been fun! (smiles for miles)