4 comments/ 20186 views/ 19 favorites The Slave Market By: stormwolf3710 AN: This is my newest story and for now it is a one shot unless i can think of anything else i want to add to it. I was able to find a beta/editor for this story to help me so thanks goes out to HadesTorment. If you see something wrong in the story with my writing don't just say its wrong point out exactly what it is so i can change it, i want to get better and i cant do that if i don't know what to change. OK that's all so i am done taking up your time and we can get on with the story. As I stepped off the ship, my first thought was to drop to the ground and kiss the gray stone dock. I have never been a sea person. My family has lived in the southern mountains for as long as any can remember; to be away from its high peaks and deep forests seems like a curse to those in my clan. However, when the king summons you to his court and gives you a mission you have little choice but to accept whatever it is. This is how I found myself standing on the docks of what would look too many like paradise. Crystal blue water lapped up against sun baked golden sand as palm trees swayed in the breeze and gave shade to the people walking through the streets. Carlatta, chief port of the Rancik Empire and the place I had been sent to infiltrate. This is maybe the time I should be giving some background. My name is Daniel Grayson, prince of the grassy ridge mountains, ranger of the emerald forests, and knight to the king of Lavosia. I had been enjoying my time in the imperial library reading some of the tomes they had from the time of the first emperor when the king had summoned me to the palace. When the messenger had approached me with a letter saying that the king needed to see me for a special assignment I had assumed that he would be sending me to some boring diplomatic party or to go oversee the excavation of the new temple they had uncovered in the western deserts. Instead my king had saw fit to put me on a boat and ship me halfway across the world to the land of Carlatta. "Your majesty you summoned me?" I asked bowing before the king before standing at attention. Being summoned before the king while not an everyday occurrence was usual enough that I was not too nervous at the meeting. Looking around I noticed the lack of the queen, this is odd in itself because the two are usually inseparable, most royal families are filled with tales of cheating or of loveless arranged marriages. But you only had to see how the king and queen acted to know that the two were still in love after all the years since their coronation. I always enjoyed my time around the Queen, she reminded me a lot of my mother and her relationship with the King was something I wish my mother could have had. The king noticed me looking at the empty seat and just smiled and waved his hand. "Don't worry Isabella is just out helping Jack with his archery lesson. So instead you just have this old man to keep you company." Laughed the king before motioning for me to follow him into one of the side rooms that were kept filled with maps and atlases of the world, grabbing a large dusty one off the shelf he laid it down on the table between it and opened it to a picture of a small island. "What do you know of the land of Carlatta and Rogan Grimsdark?" asked the king looking up from the page. I recognized the name of the island immediately as a lot of the incoming Intel had been concerning it, but it took a second for me to recognize the name of the man. "Carlatta is a large island in the eastern sea; it has a tropical climate and is a major harbor that ships tons of spices and materials across the oceans. I don't know much about Rogan Grimsdark other than he is seventh in line for the throne of the Rancik Empire." "That's good my boy, lately our ships have been being attacked by pirates and some of our colonies have been raided by the same pirates, we have tracked their ships back to Carlatta." He said. "Do you think that prince Grimsdark and the Rancik Empire have any part in this?" I asked looking at the map of the island. It was a large bit of rock that was taken up by farms and mountains but there was a natural harbor on the north shore that was covered by a city dominated by a large citadel in its center. "We think the prince is behind it yes. With being seventh in line, he will probably not be taking the throne anytime soon. But Carlatta is rich and he could create his own empire there." Said the king flipping through the atlas until he came to a page that showed the island chain Carlatta belonged to in reference to the Rancik Empire and the continent Lavosia rested on. "As you know the history behind our two empires has never been an easy one, no matter how many times we end up fighting them they always are able to slink back to their home over the ocean." I remembered the lessons from my history classes, the teachers spent weeks on the history of the Rancik Empire and its many wars with not only our country but also the entire Republic of Malrone that we belonged to. The land the Rancik Empire inhabits is one of beauty and great mineral and animal wealth, yet it is bloodied and darkened by the group of thieves, murderers, and slavers who run it. Over the centuries since their discovery, there have been many wars of invasion by them and numerous people have been killed or worse captured as slaves to be taken back to their country. Thinking over my history lessons, I started to put the pieces together of what was going on. "You want an excuse to invade Carlatta." I blurted out before smiling sheepishly and apologizing for my outburst. "Not just me, the High King himself wants it. Carlatta will make a great stepping stone to invade the mainland. Also none of the other kingdoms were happy with the orange grain treaty that ended the last war and taking out an island of pirates and slavers will be just the thing to unite them again and give us a reason to fight." Said the king his eyes going dark with pain as he mentioned the orange grain treaty, forty years ago, the treaty had ended a ten year war with the Rancik empire. Even though we had more men and better weaponry than them we could not break through the island chain and keep our men supplied at that distance. So we had no choice but to sue for peace, the treaty left a bad taste in the mouth of all the kings and queens in the court. Not only were we to pay more taxes for Rancik goods but we were allowing a nation that condoned enslaving people to flourish and grow. So it seemed that finding a way to pin the pirate attacks back to them would be a good way to re-start the war as it would mean that they were not the first to break it. Back at the island, I was taking my time to enjoy the sight of the large stone keep dominating the center of the city while I waited for my stuff to be unloaded and my contact to arrive. The king had sent me here under the guise of a mostly familiar role. I was to play the petty spoiled aristocrat who had been banished to the islands as a diplomat after a scandal in my own kingdom. My job was to make connections in the town, both the good and bad parts of it, and find what I could linking Prince Grimsdark to the pirates and slave trade. The sound of horse hooves on stone broke me out of my contemplations. Looking down the dock I saw a large workhorse pulling an equally large carriage behind it, whoever my contact was they apparently liked to travel in style. Thanks to the horses strong legs the carriage was there in no time, its large wheels rolling to a stop right in front of me. The carriage was made from large dark wood with gold and ivory trim; it stunk of decadence and self-absorption. Before the door opened I already had the feeling that I would not like the person who was about to step out of the door. When the door opened, I knew I had been right about my guess. Stepping out of the carriage was a man about a head taller than me. He was dressed in the puffiest purple shirt along with the tightest leather pants I had ever seen. His hair looked like it would have taken hours to get fixed like that and as he reached out his hand for me to shake I noticed that he had multiple rings on every one of his pudgy sausage like fingers. "Ah, you must be the newest exile to this little patch of paradise." Spoke the man. I tried not to wince back as his breath not only assaulted my nose but beat it up with an eight-day-old rotten fish. "Yeah my name is Daniel Grayson, I was sent here to be one of the new ambassadors from the kingdom." I said trying to pour detest into my voice over being sent to the island. "Oh, don't worry, my lad, it's not as bad as it seems here. In fact if you play your cards right you can be better off here than you ever were in the Republic." Said the man wrapping his arm around my shoulder, once again I tried not to flinch and prayed to the goddess that I would not catch anything from being around this person. "What do you mean by that?" I asked "There are a lot of opportunities to have fun in this city, my boy, and with the republic judges a half a world away we don't have to deal with their outdated laws or silly morals." Spewed the man, turning to look at him I caught a glimpse of the inside of the carriage. Lying in the seat was the form of a girl who couldn't have been older than my sister; she was trying to pull her tattered dress back on while wiping away her tears. Instantly I knew exactly what this man was talking about and bile rose in my throat as fire swept through my veins. It was all I could do not to take out my sword and bury it in the stomach of this fat pig. But I knew I had to keep my cover and that once the island was taken the girl could be freed and the judiciaries could deal with this man. "Well I think I will go into the city and look for some of this fun before going to the embassy." I said extracting myself from the man's grasp. "I am sure I will be able to find my way to it. Whom should I ask for once I get there?" "Oh, right. I am Duke Stuart Petris. You can just have one of my aides bring you to my office." He said, "Though I can give you a ride through town in the carriage if you want. It's much better than having to walk the streets with all of the commoners." I thanked him but declined saying that I felt like enjoying my time walking on solid ground after being stuck on a ship for so long, which was true. I had never completely gotten my sea legs and had spent most of the trip in my cabin trying not to throw up. I watched the carriage pull away and stood there for a minute calming my emotions before stating towards the end of the dock. I opened myself to the world around me, enjoying the sound of the crashing waves and the feel of the hot island sun beating down on me and let it wash away the anger; I would be no use as a spy for the king if I lost it on the first day and murdered the embassy chief. As I walked through the city it looked like any that could have been found on the islands of Calla or by the coast of Sulis; two of the largest sea faring nations in the republic. There were shops set up selling fresh fruit and fish, other stalls held leather goods or clothes and tools. There were children running around laughing and people going about their business, it could have been any city in the republic if you didn't look a second time. Looking again, you could see that all the adults had a look of fear in their eyes and though the children were running around, they never ventured too far from their parents. You could also see the large number of Rancik troops on the corners of the streets and if you looked closely, you would notice that some of the people wore metal or leather collars around their necks placing them as slaves and servants. The Rancik economy and caste system is based entirely around slavery and warfare. I couldn't help but pray that I would quickly be able to tie the prince to the recent pirate attacks so the fleets could come and free the people under their rule. I spent a few more hours walking around the city taking in all of the sights and sounds and trying to appear more like a tourist and less as if I was casing the place. However, one building had interested me as I passed it. It was a large stone complex with trees and flowers all around it and people, mostly higher class from the looks of it, kept entering and exiting in large numbers. Figuring it might be a good idea to find out what was going on in there since it would be a good place to get information I reminded myself to ask Mr. Petris when I got to the embassy. Eventually, though, my stomach started to feel hungry and complain that it needed something more than the little snacks I had been getting from the stalls. So, I decided instead that I would go back to the embassy and have a working dinner. The embassy itself was a small building off to the side of the large tower that dominated the center of town, its brown tiled roof and sandy colored walls a stark contrast to the hard militaristic stone buildings that flanked it. Stepping inside I was quickly able to find the front desk and get directions to Mr. Petris' office. Walking onto the floor that contained his office all but confirmed my suspicions of the man. While being head of the embassy paid well, I doubted that most embassy heads had hundred-year-old vases and paintings on just about every surface available. I also noticed that he had many female employees working for him, all of them beautiful, and all wearing slave collars. "Mr. Grayson I am glad to see that you were able to find you way here." said Stuart rising from the desk and walking around to shake my hand. "Did you enjoy your walk through my beautiful city?" "Yes it was very nice. The weather is good and the people are friendly." I said smiling at the man; I took a second to look around the room. It was as extravagant as everything else was in his office with old wood and expensive leathers. "Aye, they are lad. It's a wonderful city they have exiled us to." Said the man making me start to think I understood some of his character. He kept referring to his posting as an exile, which seemed to indicate that he has some resentment toward the republic. In addition, the way he seems to have amassed so much wealth here told me that he might not be the ally I was looking for. "Yeah, the only thing I couldn't find was someplace to eat. I thought I would ask you and we could go talk about business over supper." I said. "No, no, you just got here and we don't need to start you working right away. There will be more than enough time for that in the future. No, tonight I will take you to one of my favorite places on the island. I already have a little surprise waiting for you. Consider it a house warming present." Said the man wrapping his arms around my shoulder and leading me out the door. As I walked, I wondered what he could have in mind. He quickly led me down through the building and to where the carriage was waiting in the alleyway. I followed the hefty man into the cart crinkling my nose as the hard smells of alcohol and sex impacted with my sinus cavity. The fat man either didn't notice the smell or didn't care as he jumped right into talking about everything there was to do around the city and pointing out each of the buildings we passed. I started to think this evening might not be a total waste of time as he told me more and more about the city and what living there was like. Though most of it had to do with clubs, shops, and restaurants, I felt I was getting a good look at the upper part of society on the island. And I could always go out at night and find out about the seedier part of the town on my own. "Ah, and here is the best building in the entire city." Said Petris pointing out the window as we drove up to the large stone keep that I had seen all of those people going in and out of earlier. Thanks to Petris' rank as chief ambassador we were able to cut the line and go right in. I had been expecting the inside to match the outside and look like a prison. But while there were cells they were each decked out in a different theme and large chandeliers and a red carpet ran down the center hall. "What is this place?" I asked looking around. In each of the cells were men and women talking or eating and being waited on by slaves. Not all of the cells were open. Some had curtains blocking them; though I could guess what was going on thanks to the noise. "This, my dear fellow, is the slave market." He said. "Slave market? This looks like more like some kind of restaurant slash whorehouse to me." I said as we went deeper into the keep. "Yes, yes, it's great isn't it. It's all very civilized; you can eat and drink while being waited on. And if you find any delicacies you especially enjoy, well then you can take them home for the right price." He said his eyes twinkling with mirth. I tried to hide my grimace behind a fake smile and clasped my hands tightly behind my back. My mind was shouting to get out of there and come back with the entire legion to clear this place out. Instead, I just swallowed that feeling down and continued following Petris until we came to a large room about double the size of the other cells. "Ah, you are here. Good, good. It has been a while, my friend. I trust the girls I sent you are doing well?" asked a tall, thin man with close cut dark hair and green eyes. The man was dressed in fine green and yellow silk and was giving Petris a run for the money on how many rings and necklaces he could wear. "They are wonderful and each is worth the entire price. But tonight we are here for my new assistant. Daniel, meet Lord Scranthian. The owner of this fine establishment." He said, I quickly stepped forward and shook the man's hand. "What a fine young lad. I am sure you will do fine in the embassy. And to make your life more enjoyable while you are here your boss has seen fit that I set aside one of my newest purchases. If you like her she is yours." He said, but before I could even draw in a breath, he continued. "But you don't have to say anything right now. Just sit and eat and I will send her in to serve on you, and if you like her you can take her home with you." I just shook my head and went over to the table to pour myself a drink while the two men talked. I am not a large fan of alcohol but I needed something to calm my nerves and clear my head. I sat back and tried to order my thoughts. I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't even notice when Lord Scranthian or my boss left. Problem one: slavery was wrong and immoral but if didn't accept their present I would offend both my boss and Lord Scranthian and this was not a good way to start my mission. Problem two: I could buy the slave since they would be safe with me but a gilded cage is still a cage and I would not be allowed to release them for a set amount of years because of the laws here. Of course, I was not planning to stick around that long anyway so I could take the slave with me when I left. My mind was about to start on problem three when I noticed someone set a plate in front of me. I about dropped my glass as I looked up at the beautiful goddess who stood in front of me. Her coppery gold skin was wrapped in a sheer white dress that did little to hide her large brown areola and smooth shaved pussy. Working my way up from her long toned legs and over her flat stomach and large breasts I got to what was her best feature. Large brown eyes lay above her soft pink lips and small button nose, her face was surrounded by long golden brown hair that fell over her shoulders. A beautiful dark leather collar circled her slender neck and my mouth watered with the thought of having it under my lips. Glancing back down at my plate so as not to stare I notice the nails on her long fingers were painted a light peach and imagined how they would feel in mine. The Slave Market Looking back into her eyes I knew for reasons both noble and not that I would not be leaving here without her tonight. I watched as she moved gracefully about the room, replacing plates on the table and filling my cups back up with wine. "Would you like to sit down and eat something?" I asked her. I had never been able to enjoy a meal if I was the only one eating and everyone else was walking around working. "If it would please you, Master." She said hesitantly, though I could see the hunger in her eyes as she looked at the buffet on the table. I got up and pulled a chair out for her. As she sat down her arm bushed against my hand sending electricity shooting though my body. Sitting back down I watched as she took small portions of the food and placed it on the silver plate, barely filling it. "Here eat as much as you would like." I said, grabbing the fork she was using and filling up the plate with all sorts of meats and vegetables. I watched as she slowly started to eat for a minute until I was satisfied and went back to my own meal. "What's your name?" I asked, watching as she scarfed down the food on her plate. "Naomi." she said, though it sounded like she had wanted to add something to the end of it. I made more small talk with her for about half an hour. And though she mostly only answered in "yes Master." or "no Master." I was happy every time I said something that made her laugh or smile. I was about to ask her how long she had been held here when the door to the room opened and in came Lord Scranthian followed by an older looking woman with red hair and wearing a maids outfit. "Ah, Sir Grayson, I see you are enjoying your dinner." He said smiling at me but it quickly faded when he spotted Naomi sitting beside me. "Slave, Master Grayson's cup is about empty. Why are you sitting there instead of making sure he has something to drink?" he commanded. Naomi quickly got up and started to pour more wine into my glass with trembling hands all the while apologizing to both Lord Scranthian and myself. I surreptitiously reached out and placed my hand on top of hers as she started to pour and looked up at her encouragingly causing her to smile slightly and take a calming breath. "I apologize for her disobedience, Mr. Grayson, I will see that she is severely punished for her negligence." He said. "No, it's OK. I was the one who asked her to sit down and eat with me. It's my fault." I said. But Lord Scranthian paid no attention to what I was saying, instead he looked back from Naomi and over to me. "Or maybe you would like to discipline her yourself while you make your inspection. Kay, take the slave over to the wall and chain her up, And while you're at it, get some of the whips out of the cabinet for Mr. Grayson to choose." He said, causing me to gulp. I knew enough about how the slave markets worked from my research to know what an inspection entailed. I watched as Naomi was led back to the wall and a long chain was attached to the collar. "I don't think that will be necessary." I said, standing up and walking around the table, all the while trying to ignore that fact that seeing Naomi chained to the wall like that was filling me with equal parts anger at her captors and lust over her. "Oh, but it's very necessary as I would hate for you to leave and find her unsatisfactory. But don't worry I will be outside, though Kay will stay behind in case you need anything." Then I got it, this gift was a test. Lord Scranthian and Petris were seeing what kind of person I was. If I refused they would consider me as someone loyal to the crown and would be weary around me. But if I went through with it then they might consider myself like them and would be more open about their dealings. "You're right. I would hate to get home and be disappointed. Is there anything I cannot do or am I free to inspect her as I please?" I asked "No, no, she is yours in all but the paperwork which we can sign when you are done. You are free to inspect her as you wish. Kay is just here to watch Naomi's performance and make sure the slaves training is up to snuff." He said before wishing me a good time and walking out the door. I watched the door close then looked over and saw Kay sitting down on one of the small couches, a glass of wine in her finely manicured hands. Letting out a deep breath I walked to the wall where Naomi was chained up. As I got closer I could hear the small whimpers coming from her and see the tears start to form in her eyes. "M..Master please." she begged as I moved closer and cupped her cheek in my hand. I wrapped the other arm around her waist and pulled her body against mine. Naomi's body shivered in my arms as I wrapped her up in them and I could feel a quiet sob escape her. "Naomi, I'm not going to hurt you." I whispered into her ear, pulling back I looked into her large brown eyes and using my thumb started to wipe away the tears that streaked her beautiful skin. "Trust me, please." I said just loud enough for her to hear. "What I'm about to do I am doing for you. If you can just make it through the next few minutes then I can take you out of here. OK?" I asked cupping her face in my hands, after a second of staring at me, searching my face for something, she shook her head yes. "OK Master, I..I trust you." She said hesitantly. "Thank you, Naomi, and I will try to make this as pleasant for you as I can." I said, before leaning down and kissing her. I felt myself let out a deep moan as our lips touched. Her soft ,spicy taste covering my tongue as it explored her mouth. Breaking it off I leaned and smiled when I saw Naomi's eyes already half lidded. Leaning down again I slowly started to suck on her bottom lip before sliding my tongue in to her again. At first Naomi was unresponsive but after a minute her tongue started to move and dance with mine. Both of us leaned into the kiss, our tongues sliding over each other as our lips mashed together. I kept the kiss slow and passionate not wanting to rush her but also wanting to savor every second with her. "You're so beautiful, Naomi." I said quietly after breaking away from the kiss. Naomi looked away blushing and I smiled at her. I just stood there for a minute running my fingers though her long hair and staring at her light caramel skin. "Strip for me slave." I commanded loudly for Kay's benefit before looking back at Naomi and running my hand though her hair one last time. "As you wish Master." she said still a little shakily, though this time I thought it was more from the kiss than from fear. I watched as she grabbed the shoulder straps of her dress and slowly slid them down her arms. I was sure Naomi was teasing me on purpose as she slowly let more and more of her delicious looking body be revealed. My cock ached as I watched the white cloth fall down over the swell of her golden colored breasts, revealing her firm perky breasts capped by her large nipples. "Naomi please." Now it was my turn to beg as the fabric slowly slid over her stomach revealing inch after inch of gorgeous toned skin and muscle. Instead of listening to me she just kept letting the gown slowly fall from her body. I watched enraptured as the gown fell away from her hips and revealed her moist pussy to me, her golden petals dampening with her sweet nectar as her gown fell. All I could do was stare at the goddess chained up in front of me. Regaining my wits I moved forward, wrapped her in my arms again, and kissed the top of her head. As I stood there with her against me I realized just how tall she actually was. I'm six feet by the kingdom's standards and Naomi stood eye to nose with me. "This next part will hurt just a bit but I swear I will do everything I can to make it up to you once it's done OK?" I whispered. "OK Master I trust you." She said looking up to me with her trusting brown eyes and loving smile. I did not know how I could be falling for her so fast, but every second I fell more and more in love with her. "You have a beautiful body slave, but before I play with that cute little cunt of yours you need to be punished for failing to fulfill your duties." I said loudly and forcibly again for Kay's benefit, though in truth I had been so focused on Naomi I had just about forgotten she was in the room. Hopefully she didn't get suspicious about the amount of time we had spent holding each other, though from her angle it might have looked like we were just kissing. "Do you have anything to say for yourself before I get started?" "Please, Master, be gentle with me. It was an accident. I swear I won't do it again." She said sounding like a frightened young girl and for a second I was about convinced until I saw the smile on her face. "I know you won't once I'm done with you but you still broke the rules so I have to punish you." I said trying to put on my most convincing act of what I thought an angry slave owner should sound like. Walking over to the small table that had been drug out I looked at all of the different whips and paddles. After looking them over I settled on a small flog type of whip that was made up of a number of leather straps. It also had a rounded handle leading me to believe there were uses for this toy than just the obvious. Grabbing it up I turned around to see Naomi sitting on her knees with her hands behind her and the chain hanging between her lovely breasts. "What a beautiful little slave you are." I said walking back over to her, I saw her eyes focus on the whip before she looked back up at me. "Thank you, Master." she said obediently and I felt my cock twitch every time she called me Master. "You're going to be a good little slave after I get done punishing you, aren't you?" I said placing my hand on the side of her face and pressing it up against my cock to let her feel how hard I was. "Yes Master." she said moving her lips against the fabric of my pants. "What was that?" I asked, bringing the whip down on the side of her ass and causing her to jump a little at the loud smack it made. "Mmm yes Master." she said louder this time. Crouching down behind her I grabbed one of her large perky breasts and started to fondle it as I slid the other hand up her legs. All I wanted was to throw her down and kiss every inch of that delectable caramel skin of hers and make love to her. But I had to stay in character until I was done 'punishing' her. Then I could worship my beautiful slave's body like it deserved. "I'm sorry, Naomi. I know you don't deserve this, I swear I will make it up to you." I whispered in her ear before kissing at her neck. Her whole body shivered as I ran my tongue over the pulse point of her major artery. Naomi leaned her head back giving me better access to her neck, which I happily took advantage of and started to lick and kiss my way up and down her long slender throat. "It's OK Master, I trust you." She tried to say through breathless pants. I was shocked for a second at the trust in her voice. Trust for someone who she had just met and who was about to buy her like a piece of furniture. Turning her head around to face me, I gave her another long slow kiss like the one we had shared the first time. I let out a little chuckle, moving a bit of hair from in front of her face I stared at her, and the leather collar wrapped around her neck. Part of me found that collar and all it represented enticing. The collar upon this beautiful woman's neck marked her as mine, my maid, and my lover, my fuck toy, whatever I chose to do with and to her I could. "I apologize in advance for what I'm about to do and say." I whispered before sitting back "Open your legs for me slave." I said slapping the inside of her legs and making her jump again, though I could have sworn I heard her moan as I did it. "Wider." I commanded and hit her legs again earning a loud pleasing pop and leaving slight red marks on her legs. "Yes, Master." she said laying her head back on my shoulder. I took the hand with the whip in it and started to play with her pussy, surprised and amazed at how wet it had gotten since she had taken off her gown. "What a beautiful pussy you have slave, I can't wait to fuck it over and over again with my cock." I said rubbing my fingers gently over the slit before sliding one inside. Almost automatically I felt her slick tunnel wrap around my finger as I slid it in and out of her. I felt her lips move against my neck as she let out little mummers as my fingers slid over her glistening lips and inside her. "Bend over and get on all fours," I said letting go of her, I watched her as muscles rippled under her skin as she leaned forward and knelt on all fours. "What a good little girl you are following my orders. You're behaving so well now. If only you had been this good at dinner I wouldn't have to do this." I said rubbing my free hand over the soft curve of her ass. "Yes, Master. I'm sorry. Please punish your slave for her mistake." She said pressing her butt harder against my hand. "Are you so eager for your punishment?" I asked running my hand down the crack between her butt cheeks and ending up with my hand cupping her pussy. "Look how wet you are, getting turned on by having your Master whipping you." I said and dug two of my fingers into her wet cunt making her let out a loud moan and try to buck on my fingers. As I watched her cute little pussy quiver around my fingers I realized it was true, she really was getting off on having me whip her. And if the pressure in my pants was any indication so was I. "Yes, Master, whip your dirty little slave. I've been bad and deserve to be punished." She said moving her hips back against my fingers. I pulled my fingers from her snatch and rubbed my hand over her soft ass again before bringing the whip up and letting the ends brush against her. I could see her body tremble in what looked like excitement as the straps brushed against her ass and pussy. I bought the whip down fast and hard on her left cheek causing her tight little butt to jiggle and turn red. Lifting it up again I brought it down on the opposite cheek making Naomi let out a loud moan. Every time I brought the whip down on her cute ass she would whimper and moan and I could see the juices practically flowing from her pussy and falling on the floor. "What a dirty little slave enjoying getting whipped by your Master. I bet you messed up just so you would have an excuse to get punished." I said bringing the whip down harder this time and leaving red lash marks on her ass. "Yes, Master. Your slave is a dirty little whore who likes having her Master punish her." She cried out as the whip slapped back and forth against her ass. After a minute of listening to her moans and cries and staring at her reddened ass, I felt the pain in my pants become unbearable and decided that I had punished her enough for now. "I can see that, whore. Look at what a mess your pussy has made on the nice clean floor." I said rubbing the pommel of the whip against her lips. I saw her lean her head down and look under her at the large puddle that had formed from the juices leaking from her cunt. "Clean up your mess slave we don't want you to get in trouble again do we?" I said, Naomi shook her head no and turned around. Her head dipped down to the floor letting her long copper hair frame her face and letting me get a good look at her beautiful neck and body. I watched as her long pink tongue licked at the warm puddle of juices she had left, imagining all of the things I wanted to do to her and for her. "Let's see what my whore's pussy tastes like." I said getting down behind her and running my tongue up her slit. Naomi bucked as I ran my tongue over her glistening petals, her soft ass pressing against my face as I started to lap at the juices. "Mmm, just like I thought your pussy is delicious, slave." I said as I went back to licking the juices up around her lips. "Ughh Tha..Thank you, Master. Ahh your tongue fe..feels so good in me. Please, please eat my dirty little pussy out, Master!" she shouted as I dipped my tongue deeper in between her wet folds. To me, her sweet nectar tasted much better than the wine I had been having for supper and I just sat there, my hands squeezing her ass as I lapped at all of the juices that were flowing out of her. I followed the nectar as it leaked down her long coffee colored legs and up to the bottom of her cheeks, kissing and licking at them before going back to her core. "M..Master my pussy, my pussy is going to cum, Maaaster." she yelled as she started to spasm and buck. I just held onto her and continued to eat out her pussy as her juices flowed down my face. When she finished she collapsed onto the ground, her arms covering her face as her ass stuck up in the air. "You have such a beautiful voice, slave. I just love hearing you scream and moan. I can't wait to hear all of the sounds you will make when I fuck you." I said, kissing her reddened cheeks. I spent a while just running my hands over her reddened skin, kissing and massaging it until some of the beautiful caramel color returned to it. Kissing down her soft ass, I pulled her cheeks apart and started to kiss around her cute pink little anus. "Master no. That's dirty." said Naomi but the pleasure I heard in her voice made her protest fall flat. "It can't be, Naomi. It's yours and as far as I'm concerned ever part of you is beautiful." I whispered just for the two of us to hear before licking my way up from her cunt to her ass. I continued to kiss around her small puckered anus as I brought the pommel of the whip up and teased her swollen lips with it. "Master, please." she begged her voice muffled by her arms. "Please what?" I asked stuffing more of the soft rounded pommel between her lips. She was so wet and slick that the pommel easily slid inside. I slowly twisted it around as I pushed it in deeper causing her to throw her head back and let out another low, loud moan. "Fuck me, master. Fuck your dirty little slave." She cried and I felt my hand get wet. Looking down I saw the juices flowing down the handle of the whip where I had it inside her. I pulled the pommel out and laid it to the side as I got up and walked in front of her. Without saying anything, I grabbed hold of her hair and gently pulled her head up, guiding her lips to the bulge in my pants. "Do you feel that, slave? That's what all of your whorish moans did to me." I said, grabbing the back of her head and pressing her tightly against my cock. Naomi's lips quickly started moving over the rough material. Her tongue coming out to lick at my cock from where it was straining in my pants. "Mmm, Master's cock is so big. Does he plan on fucking his slaves little pussy with that big cock?" she asked, running her hands over the bulge in my pants. Her long slim fingers made quick work of my belt and tugged off the offending articles of clothing. I watched her stare in equal parts fear and expectation as the large girth of my nine inch cock came into view. "No, first I plan on fucking that whore mouth of yours then I am going to fuck your slutty little pussy. I might even take that cute little ass of yours that you enjoyed me playing with so much." I said commandingly. From the look on her face and from the loving way her hand was slowly stroking my penis I could tell that we were both getting into this. "Masters cock is so big, maybe if I suck him off he won't fuck my little pussy." She said before leaning forward and kissing the tip of my cock. From the pressure I had been feeling ever since I met her and the image of those lips wrapped around my aching cock I just about came, but I did my best to hold it in and enjoy the sensation of her hot mouth. Naomi slowly wrapped her lips around the side of my cock, her hot breath teasing my skin as her lips worked up and down my shaft. Her cute pink lips kissed at the base of my cock as her thumb rubbed over the sensitive head of my cock. The Slave Market Naomi continued to slowly stroke me with her soft fingers as her lips made their way down to my balls, her lips sucking on them one after the other before licking her way back to the top. "Masters cock tastes so yummy." she said sucking on the tip of my cock. "Master will give you a present that will taste even better if you do a good job," I said and placed my hand on the back of her head and pushed it forward. More of her hot mouth quickly covered my cock, and the feel of her wet tongue sliding over my pole sent shivers down my spine. Soon I started to thrust into her mouth causing her to gag at the size of my cock as it pressed against her throat. "Is this your first time sucking cock?" I asked moving my hand down to rub her cheek. "Yes, master." she said and that surprised me. I wasn't that much more experienced that her but the way she moved and acted I would have guessed she had lots of practice. I saw a flash of fear in her eyes for a second so I bent over and gently kissed her on the lips. "It's OK, my beautiful little slave. We will have lots of time for you to practice. So, for now why don't you just take what you can?" I said, running my fingers though her long copper hair. Naomi looked back up at me with her trusting eyes and went back to work sucking on my cock; working more and more in until it bumped up against the back of her throat. "I'm going to cum, Naomi." I grunted before cuming and coating her mouth and throat in rope after rope of my thick cum. I was in heaven as I felt her lips sucking around my cock drinking my cum down as if it was water from a fountain. Looking down at her I saw her ruffled hair and flushed face and started to think how when this had started out I didn't want to take advantage of her or hurt her. And now here was both of us standing here panting. Naomi, with my cum dribbling out the side of her mouth and a puddle of her juices forming under her. "Master is so generous giving his little slave such a tasty present." chirped Naomi as she kissed at my stomach above my cock and slowly stroked it back up to its length. I reached down and helped pull her up to face me. Once again we ended up wrapped in each other's arms as out tongues slowly glided over the other's body. "We can stop here, Naomi. We don't have to go any further if you don't want to." I whispered into her ear as my hands traveled up and down her back. I could feel her lightly purring against my chest as I ran my hands over her back. We had probably done enough to placate Lord Scranthian and Ambassador Petris. "It's OK Master, we can keep going. I trust you, remember." She said and I could tell she really meant it. Not in the lust-induced haze where people sometimes belt out their love or wedding proposals but for some reason Naomi really did trust me. "Why?" I croaked. My throat constricting around my airway from the emotions I was feeling. I knew as soon as she walked in that I was falling for her and now standing here naked with her wrapped in my arms I knew that I had finished falling and was completely in love with my cute little slave. "You have been so kind and nice to me ever since we met; you treated me like an actual person and let me eat with you. During the whole time I have been here you have been the only one to do that." She said before blushing and looking away for a second. I thought it was incredibly cute that she could look shy standing there naked after having given me a blowjob. "And when I saw you, you looked so handsome like a knight come to rescue the princess. And your eyes looked kind and loving. Not anything like what the others looked like." She said, her voice quiet and soft and hard to hear over the blood pumping in my ears from the kiss. "I'm not sure if you would still say that if you knew what I was thinking when you came in dressed in that gown. Or, if you knew what I thinking right now." I said gruffly, as I ran my thumb over the soft leather collar. I was a knight of my king. I was not supposed to be thinking of taking advantage of the woman in my arms. I was supposed to be protecting her. Naomi's soft hand came up and lifted my chin to where I was staring at her face instead of her beautiful neck. Leaning forward she started to kiss and suck on my bottom lip before her tongue came out and I let her deepen the kiss. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the spicy taste of her mouth as we kissed. "My sweet master. None of those other men would have hesitated for a second to take me, or give me the option not to have sex. No one else would have offered me their food or talked to me like a person and not just some sex toy." "Call me sweet Master and kiss me like that again and I might not give you an option either." I growled, Naomi just wrapped her arms around my neck and whispered into my ear, her hot breath sending shivers down my spine. "It's OK, my Sweet Master. Take me, fuck me, use my body anyway you want. I want Master to be my first and last." She said. It only took a second for my mind to get over the shock of what she had said before I picked her up and carried her back to the wall. I hurriedly grabbed two leather straps and placed her hands in them leaving her standing there with her arms and neck chained to the wall. "Master, what are you doing?" "You trust me don't you Naomi?" I asked though I knew the answer. "Of course master." she said as if I had asked if the sky was blue. I slid my hand over her cheek then down her neck as I gently kissed her lips. "Then trust that I'm going to make you feel great." I said, before kissing my way down that honeyed caramel skin to the soft rise of her breasts. I enjoyed the contrast of my white skin over her darker skin as my hands and lips moved over her body. "Ahh, I'm supposed to be the one bringing you pleasure, Master." panted Naomi as I licked and sucked at her large nipples. I enjoyed playing with her large eraser sized nipples and running my tongue over the dark areola. I gripped them tightly in my hand as my lips went back and forth between breasts. "But bringing you pleasure does bring me pleasure, my cute little slave." I said before tweaking one of her large nipples and causing her to cry out and squirm in the chains. I continued to play with her breasts pulling and sucking on her nipples, my cock coming back to full mast as she squirmed and bucked under me. As far as I was concerned her firm round breasts were the perfect size and I couldn't wait to have them wrapped around my cock when we got home. Then I got a wicked idea and stepped over to where the whip had fallen on the floor. Naomi watched me expectantly as I walked back over to her. Bringing it up I quickly brought it down on her sensitive breasts causing her to scream out in pain and pleasure and press her breasts out towards me. "M..Master." she said pleasure and curiosity in her voice as I brought it down again on the other breast. I stared at her nipples as they stuck out, hard enough to cut glass, as I brought the whip down. Soon I started to move down, smacking her toned stomach with the whip. By the time I got to her pussy her juices were flowing down the inside of her legs. I brought the whip down again causing her to open her legs as wide as she could, putting her whole body on display for me. Reaching forward I dug two of my fingers into her snatch, almost immeaditly she started to move her hips trying to get some friction with my fingers. I continued to thrust my fingers slowly into her as I went back to sucking on her large nipples, biting and pulling on them with my mouth and causing Naomi to let out a series of high-pitched moans. After a minute of sucking on her delicious coppery breasts I stepped back from her, earning a moan as my fingers left her core. Reaching down I grabbed the flog again and started to swat at Naomi's hips with it again, leaving red lines on her beautiful flesh. I was starting to enjoy the sound the whip made every time it hit flesh and the way Naomi's body danced as it stuck her. I made sure with each strike to not hit to hard, having to learn quickly how much force brought pleasure and how much would bring pain. And the last thing I wanted to do was bring any actual pain to my beautiful goddess. I stopped with the swats for a moment and leaned back in to give her another long deep kiss and run my fingers through her hair. Slowly I started to kiss my way down her body locking away all the places that made her moan or squirm for future reference. She seemed to be espicaly fond of having her areola licked and kissed, and her flat stomach was espicaly tasty as I moved my way south. "Master, please, I need you inside me. I want to feel masters cock inside me." Moaned Naomi as I was half way down her flat toned stomach. I continued licking at her warm caramel skin as I worked my way down to her pussy then slowly back up to her neck. I pressed Naomi up against the wall, her body writhing under me as my teeth raked against the skin of her neck as I kissed my way up. I ground my cock up against her pussy as we kissed, her wet lips making my cock slick with her juices. "This is going to hurt the first time Naomi so I'm going to make it quick." I said kissing her on the forehead. Positioning my cock in front of her instrance I quickly slid into her, my cock breaking her maiden head as it stretched her walls. "Ah, master it's too big!" She screamed as I pushed my cock in all the way until I had buried myself in her tight snatch. I had to hold myself back from pumping my cock in and out of her as she got used to my size. After a minute I started to slowly pump back and forth filling her cunt more and more each time I entered her. Her tight wet snatch gripped my cock tightly as I slid into her, it felt like it was trying to suck all of the cum out of my cock. "Master yes fuck me, I love having masters big cock in my pussy." She said as she got into it. Her hips bucking against my cock as I buried myself deeper into her. Speeding up I quickly undid the straps holding her hands above her head and kissed her as she wrapped them around my neck. As I continued to slide in and out of her I slid my hands down over her thighs and picked her up placing her legs around my waist. "Mmm my cute little slave I'm going to cum in this tight little pussy of yours." I said thrusting in to her as she slowly grinded up and down on my cock. I could feel the tip of my cock pressing against her womb with each thrust. "Yes master fuck me, cum in me and claim me as yours." She asked laying her head in the crook of my neck as I continued to thrust into her. Turning around I gently placed her down on the ground as I continued to thrust into her. I was too drunk with the pleasure of her pussy wrapping around my cock to warn Naomi as I came. The only warning she had was my cock twitching before I came again filling her womb and pussy up with my cum. As I pulled out of her Naomi looked at me before smiling and spreading her lips with her fingers. "Look at that master. Look at all of master's hot white cum leaking out of my pussy." She said before scooping some of it up with her fingers and sticking them in her mouth and smiling at me. I smiled back down at her and wrapped her in my arms. Naomi melted into my body as I carried her back over to the table and laid her down on the end of it. "You look good with my cum leaking out of you, slave. I can't wait till were walking through town with my cum dripping out of that slutty pussy of yours." I said kissing her again before going over and picking up the gown she had come in with. "Here put this on I don't want anyone else to see that beautiful body but me." I said moving in and giving her one last light kiss on the lips. Just then, Kay walked over looking happy and pleased with us. She also looked slightly flushed and I could swear her uniform had a new winkle or two in it. "If you will follow me Master Grayson then I will escort you to Lord Scranthian's office then take Naomi to change and get ready." "OK, I'll see you in a few minutes Naomi." I said squeezing Naomi's hand in mine as we walked out of the room. Naomi and I stayed hand in hand the entire way to the office before we were forced to separate. I didn't really remember much of what happened in the office other than that I signed the papers I was given and that the Lords office was not as extravagant as Petris'. My mind the whole time had been on Naomi and imaging what the future would bring for us. I was eventually escorted to a waiting room where I took the chance to order a carriage to come pick us up so we could go shopping before going home. I had not been waiting long before one of the doors to the room opened and Naomi came into the room. Gone was the sheer white gown, instead it was replace with a slim spaghetti strapped dress. Its peach colored fabric falling to right above her ankles, showing off the sandals she was wearing and I noticed her cute toes were the same color as her nails. Her hair had also been put up showing off her beautiful neck and brown leather slave collar, leaving her face framed by two small bangs of copper that hung down past her eyes. "W..Wow you look... Amazing." I said stammering causing Naomi to blush lightly. I got up and walked over to her before taking her hand in mine. I leaned down and took her lips in mine as I wrapped her up in a hug. Naomi quickly wrapped her arms around me and placed her head against my chest. I just held her there against me until I started to hear a quiet sobbing. Letting go of one arm I lifted her chin up to look at me and was surprised to see a smile on her face as tears ran down her cheeks. Leaning down I kissed each cheek and wiped away the trail left by the tears. "Please don't cry, I can't stand to see you cry." I said looking into her loving brown eyes. "I'm sorry master I'm just happy." she said wiping her face with the back of her hand and smiling up at me. "I know and I am to." I said entwining her fingers in mine, turning around I led us out of the keep and into the square where our carriage was waiting. As we got to the carriage she turned around and looked at my face before smiling up at me. "I kind of liked the chains and whips master. Maybe we should buy some and bring home with us," she said and my cock instantly sprang to attention at the image of me fucking her as she lay chained to the bed or the sound of her beautiful voice as I whipped her tight little ass or those perky breasts of hers. "And I liked seeing you in them. You know we do need to pick up some things to furnish the house with and get you some more clothes. I'm sure we could find a store or something around here." I said pulling her tightly against me and letting her feel just how turned on the idea made me.