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Ailis is Sold to His Lordship Ch. 01

By: Copious_Copulation



Ailis Fionn Graham of Sutton, Ali for short, had been given by her parents to their landlord, his Lordship, the Ninth Duke of Sutton, one of the wealthiest land owners in the county, in exchange for their farm. She didn't mind. She was old enough to be out of the family home, and the money and land her family gained meant they wouldn't have to work so hard anymore, and her brothers could have an education.

She was well read enough, having spent the better portion of your young years reading from her benefactor's library when she wasn't helping her mother. She had lead a very sheltered life though and at 19 had never even lain with a man or kissed a boy. She had been told by her Lordship that this fact, in addition to her rare beauty, was why he had been willing to pay so much for her to her parents.

Her lack of lineage worked wildly in his favor as he neither had to explain himself nor marry her. He planned to take care of her for her lifetime however, and was quite fond of her, having watched her, from a paternal and landlord position, grow from a little girl into a stunning young woman. Her visits to his chateau had been regular for her reading materials, and he made sure that she always had access to the books for he saw no reason she should not enjoy some education in her life.

Their age was not so very far apart at he being 15 years her senior, and they had been fairly good friends all her life, so Ali was actually pleased that her family had been able to secure such a beneficial agreement for them all. She was unsure as yet what her position in the household was to be, but she was sure she could manage well no matter what as her mother had trained her well in the ways of cooking and cleaning, knowing that her future would entail some sort of work.

This being her mindset, she was taken aback when, upon her arrival at the chateau, she was taken not to the servant's quarters, but to a modest little cottage on the back acreage of the property. Set into the side of a mountain, with a lovely running stream beside it, the cottage was something from her dreams. She looked quizzically at the driver Duncan, who also knew her very well, and he said, "Aye lass, that'd be your new home."

The cottage was made of stone, with a small herb garden and flowers in front of it. A larger patch of land stood off to the left, and was already tilled for a vegetable garden, and a well sat off to the rear of that, almost against the mountainside. Duncan stepped down from the coach and helped Ali with her bags. When they walked in the front door, she saw a large stone fireplace that took up almost the entire interior wall of the room she was in. She also saw that the entire house was made of stone, not just the outside. The floors were of stone, but of a much smoother kind, and were washed clean with warm wool and fur rugs scattered about. There was a small fire burning, and when she looked she could see through to the next room where there was a kitchen that shared the hearth.

To the right of the entrance was a sitting room and a small flight of stairs which Duncan was climbing and told her to follow. The stairs opened out into the entire top floor of the cottage which was a large and well furnished, charming bedroom, with another fireplace set into the stone on the mountain side of the room.

Duncan then took her back downstairs and through the kitchen, out a rear pantry door inside the house, and into a root and wine cellar that had been carved right out of the side of the mountain. The floor was wide plank wood and the walls were stone as well.

Ali was in awe of her surroundings. Her parent's farmhouse was not as grand and cozy as this her little cottage in the mountains, and she could barely contain her glee at the prospect of living here for all her days.

Duncan told her that she would be visited that afternoon by his Lordship, who would bring a lady's maid to her tonight, and on certain occasions to help her when necessary. Ali was confused and not sure why she would need a ladies maid to prepare, but she was so caught up in the joy of her new situation that she never thought to ask. Duncan left closing the door quietly behind him and telling her she should expect his Lordship the Duke in one hour.

She set to unpacking and settling her belongings into her new home and whiled away the hour faster than any she had ever remembered.

At 4pm precisely, his Lordship Blake Macleod, the Ninth Duke of Sutton presented himself formally to Ailis Fionn Graham. Following close behind his Lordship was a young girl. Although older than Ali by a bit, and much larger boned, she was stern looking but very pretty, and she smiled at Ali genuinely. Ali assumed this girl was to be her maid, and liked her instantly, smiling in return.

Ali curtsied deeply to his Lordship in greeting, as was usual.

Macleod looked at her and said, "Welcome cairn, to your new home. I hope you like it, and it will meet all of your needs adequately."

He sat down and gestured that she do the same before he continued, "This is Lara, your ladies maid. She will attend you periodically as I feel you likely have no need of a maid consistently."

Ali nodded to Lara, who nodded back, and then disappeared into the kitchen and the root cellar. Ali forgot about her and looked at the Duke, giving him her full attention, "I am very happy your Lordship. I could not have imagined something so lovely for me."

The Duke smiled at her warmly before continuing, "I'm glad you are comfortable Ali. We have known one another for a long time, and I consider you a good friend. I was happy that I was in a place to be able to offer your father so much in return for your placement here, as I had been basing my future on just such an arrangement between you and I."

When she looked confused he continued, "Don't worry Ali, everything will become very clear soon, and I know that you and I will get along famously for many years to come."

He stood up and said, "Now, you will meet with Lara for awhile next, and she will take very good care of you peata, though I have told her that she is limited in what she can answer, she will be able to at least give you some idea of what will be expected of you in your new life here."

He walked over to where she stood and kissed her on the top of her head, "I will see you soon."

And then he was gone, leaving her to search for her new ladies maid in the house herself.

She didn't need to search long, as Lara was in the kitchen filling a very large tub with boiling hot water. On the table were various tools and implements, some of them familiar to Ali, some of them not. She knew that the bath however, was for her and was greatly relieved at the chance to bathe herself.

Lara looked her up and down and smiled, "Yes, I can see why he is interested," she muttered. "Though why he isn't occupying himself with someone older and wiser is beyond me. Ah well, tis not for me to dwell on, come, let me look at you."

And with that Lara began to help Ali disrobe from her dress. She wore only a thin muslin shift beneath it and went to get into the steamy inviting waters still wearing it out of modesty, but Lara stopped her gently.

"Oh no lass, we remove all of our clothing to bathe here. You'll only keep the dirt in the clothing on your skin otherwise. Off with it, that's it," as she helped her pull the thin material over her head.

Ali was shivering, and covering herself, as she had never been naked in front of anyone, much less a strange woman. But Lara was firm, though gentle, and said, "Well lass, you'll need to get used to it I'll have to tell you, bloody shame no one thought to tell you what you were in for is all I can say. Come, get in the water, we've lots to do."

Ali was perplexed by all of the secretive talk, but she was so grateful for the bath that she forgot about her modesty and sank fully into the waters, dunking her head easily underneath to get her long dark hair good and wet for washing. Lara wasted no time even though a large fire blazed in the giant hearth and the room and water were completely toasty warm, leaving Ali wondering what her hurry was. 

She was very attentive but diligently scrubbed away at Ali's hair and body with wonderful smelling exotic soap as though she were on a schedule. When Ali was completely clean, Lara told her they were not done and that the next part might be difficult for her but it must be done. She told Ali that she was to be shaved in her intimate areas, completely.

Ali sucked in her breath and her eyes grew wide as she carefully asked, "But why?"

Lara looked at her not without compassion, but with little patience for questions, and replied, "Because that is what his Lordship has requested, and what his Lordship wants, his Lordship certainly gets." The latter being said with no animosity, for Lara truly respected and liked her employer, though this was the first time she had ever been given such a duty for him. Most of the time, it was a one time affair, and Lara would clean the waifs up, they would do their duty, and off they would go back home slightly richer and none the worse for the wear.

Ali was to be different though, she would reside here and eliminate the need for his having to travel elsewhere. If she were inclined, she might even find that she truly enjoyed the life and the benefits that went with it. Though, if she were not, it wouldn't really matter as this was to be her life, lock, stock and barrel.

Lara continued with the preparations, instructing Ali to sit at the edge of the tub, where a stool had been placed, and wrap her shoulders in the cloth while placing her legs on either side of the tub. Ali hesitated and blushed profusely, but acquiesced to Lara's instructions.

"There's a good girl," she cooed. "It won't hurt even a bit, might even feel nice to you, and it will be over before you know it."

With that Lara lathered up the area between Ailis' thighs and began to shave the girl's thick pubic hair away, dipping the razor into the water with each stroke and being very careful near her lips not to cut her in any way. When she was done, she told her to stand in the water and bend over until her chest rested on the same stool. Ailis was visibly shaking, but did as she was told. The shaving sensation had done something to her insides and she felt very wobbly. She also felt a strange moisture between her thighs that was not water.

When she was fully bent over, Lara parted the cheeks of her bottom by way of inspection almost, and continued to the area she had just shaved and went over it again, making sure she didn't miss anything, opening Ailis' small, firm, lips and making sure they too were free of all hair. 

She noted the girl's moisture and smiled secretly, knowing that part of her task was to fully prepare her young charge, and grew excited herself at the prospect of sliding her tongue through this beauty's tight hairless slit.

"There is one more task I must perform, and I dare say you will not enjoy this one, but it will be done none-the-less, as it is both good for you, and a way to keep very clean," said Lara as she picked up a sheepskin bag with a 5 inch long, thin, tapered attachment on the end of it. "His Lordship has installed an indoor outhouse here off the root cellar that you will use instead of one out of doors. The plumbing and drainage is good, but there is no running water. Hence our need to use the indoor tub." 

"This is very warm, and you will need to hold it in for a bit," Lara said. "Please remain still and it will take less time and be less uncomfortable overall for you. In time, you will get used to these. In fact, you might even begin to like them as they do provide you with a feeling of being very clean and light."

Ailis was nearly terrified with dread at what was about to happen next. She could not imagine what Lara was talking about, but found out soon enough when she felt Lara opening her cheeks again, and then a feeling of something warm and slippery, and pressure, terrible pressure against her bottom.

"Oh please miss, not there, you're hurting me now, please stop," Ailis asked, her breathing becoming shallow.

"Now now Ali," Lara scolded a bit, "It won't hurt, it's just different and uncomfortable a bit at first. Just breathe deeply and slowly, and try to relax. We must finish this, and you have made it this far, you can do this next part easily. It's only the first time it's this much discomfort, I promise."

Lara had been pushing the nozzle slowly into Ali's rear while she was talking to the girl to try to distract her. Ali was moaning uncomfortably and asking her to please stop the whole time, but Lara had to finish the preparations and would not be persuaded.

"Ow, oh, please Lara, oh, it's pulling on my insides so much," Ali cried.

"It's okay pet," Lara assured her, "the nozzle is all the way in now so it won't pull anymore. I am going to start squeezing the bag now though and you will feel warmth inside of you. It's warm water Ali, that is all, but I will need to massage your belly as I do this to make sure it gets well inside you and cleans you out completely."

Ali could not believe it could get any worse and focused on her breathing instead of the growing wetness between her thighs, while the older girl began to squeeze the bag whose nozzle was now lodged quite deeply, fully, and firmly into Ali's tight rectum. Lara's hand worked on the girl's firm abdomen, kneading the skin and muscles, while Ailis struggled to remain in her position as her legs began to shake.

"That's it pet," Lara comforted as she continued to gently squeeze the bag and knead Ali's growing belly, "You're doing wonderfully. We're almost there."

Ailis was nearly crying from the discomfort now, but held her composure as the older girl told her that she was done and going to remove the nozzle now. "You must tighten your muscles though and hold the water in," she instructed.

It felt like it would never be out of her, but finally the thin nozzle left her anus and Ailis tightened her muscles as Lara had told her. She immediately felt the water and cramped a bit, but breathed through it in order to stand and get out of the tub.  

Lara wrapped her in several cloths and lead her through the passage into the root cellar and showed her the door where the indoor outhouse was located, and told her to empty out completely and then come back to the kitchen.

Ailis is Sold to His Lordship Ch. 03



Ailis Learns to Submit

Sensing the work ahead of him, and without losing a single heartbeat, MacLeod scooped up Ali before she could protest further and situated her in the confines of a stockade that was standing near the door. He quickly blindfolded her and inserted a gag into her mouth that prevented her from speaking, while allowing her to breathe freely through her mouth.

Within minutes, saliva began to run from the corners of her mouth and she felt the beginnings of tears behind her closed lids. Her fate may be sealed, but she would not allow herself to give in even slightly to his wishes of her.

MacLeod ripped the nightgown from her body, leaving her naked, though not cold as the room was well heated by a giant fireplace embedded into the opposite wall.

"Ali," he soothingly spoke while caressing her bare flesh, "please do not fight me paeta. I seek to bring us both pleasure with this arrangement and would only have you obedient to best enjoy what I am giving you. It is only in your submission that you will find joy in your new life."

Ali continued to struggle and test her bonds, writhing and squirming while yelling behind the gag as best as possible with the insane hope that someone might hear her and help her.

A stinging slap to her rear stopped her movement immediately and brought her mind clearly into focus.

"You will remain still or I will bind you further Ailis. Is that clear?" His Lordship spoke deeply and slowly.

What was she thinking? Who would ever hear her? And all of the servants knew. They would never help her. She was alone. A second harder whack set the tears in her eyes to rolling down her cheeks even under the blindfold. "Uh huh," she replied as spit ran down her chin.

The humiliation of the day finally hit Ali, and she quieted down to avoid any more abuse to her bottom. But MacLeod was just getting started, this was his entire reason for deciding to own her rather than rent others. Ali felt the tip of a riding crop tickling her intimate areas, and coaxing her thighs open.

"There's a good girl," MacLead praised, "this won't hurt as much Ali, but it's necessary I feel to give you a taste of what can happen when you are disobedient this way... as well as what will ultimately be your reward for submission to me."

The crop had a soft, leathery end that flapped back and forth, and which MacLeod now used to tease her private parts. He stopped only for as long as it took to anchor Ali's now spread thighs in ankle stockades on the floor , "This will keep you still, and your legs open my slave."

The leather tab made contact fully with Ali's tender inner thigh next however, and she wailed from behind the gag, her sobs filling the cavern. Her legs were tightly fastened so that even a small movement was impossible, and MacLeod, knowing this, delivered another biting blow, this time to the firm flesh of her ass where it curved down and under toward her upper thigh.

Ali was panting now, and flinched with every movement, whether the crop connected or not. In quick succession, he delivered several more sharp whips against her ass-cheeks, until all he could hear was her rapid breathing, and her bottom glowed pink.

Moving the crop gently now between her open thighs, MacLeod began to play with the lips of her exposed pussy, flicking the crop back and forth to open her further. Ali, embarrassed to have her intimate parts so lewdly on display in front of this man she had considered her benefactor all her life, stayed silent to avoid more punishment and to try to regain some control. She was more embarrassed that her body was beginning to feel the same sensations that she felt earlier with Lara. And while she understood why she felt them with Lara, she could not fathom why her body should betray her now when all she was feeling was pain and humiliation.

Sensing that her attention was drifting, MacLeod surprised her with a hard whack square across her rear-end. This was not the crop though, this was something much harder, much more painful, and Ali cried out loudly upon contact of the paddle with her ass. 

"You were not paying attention Ali," said MacLeod, "were you? If you were, you would have known that was coming, and, you would have noticed that your body is enjoying this even if you are not."

He further added to her shame by taking the paddle and dragging it on its side between her legs, coating it with her moisture, and then slapping her ass roughly with it again while saying, "There's a good lass Ali, now you understand what I expect from you a bit better I think. I would like to hear your responses, as well as your screams, so I will remove the gag from your mouth. You may scream as loudly as you like, no one will hear or come to help you."

MacLeod stood in front of her and reached down to remove the saliva coated gag from her mouth. Ali was relieved to be able to close her mouth and made a mental note to remember to be obedient to at least avoid some of the punishments being doled out to her, as little good as she knew it would do. 

She could not look up because of her position in the stockade and could not see him with her eyes covered, however MacLeod caressed her hair and head, and said softly, "You will learn to love our time in this room together Ali, I promise you, your pleasures will far outweigh your pains. And soon, even the pain will hold deep pleasure for you. We will spend a few more minutes together here in the stockades, and then I will move you at my whim."

The blindfold hid her tears and she was glad for it when the next slap on her tender flesh caused her to cry out in pain, "AHHH, oh god that hurts. Please my Lord," she panted, "no more."

"Ah yes Ali, that's it, beg me, and perhaps I will take mercy upon your flaming bottom," MacLeod tormented her by licking her cheek and blowing cool air across it before using the paddle again.

Ali's senses were screaming along with her, but a stranger thing still was happening as she grew accustomed to the stinging pain, she could feel her excitement dripping down her inner thigh. She panted, breathing heavily through her pain and begged MacLeod, "Please my Lord, I will be obedient and submissive. I will do whatever you ask of me, please stop, I cannot take anymore."

He paddled her cheeks hard and quickly four more times each to emphasize his point, telling her hotly, "I will tell you when you have had enough slave."

"OH OW, Oh my god, please, I'm sorry my Lord, pleeeasse," she wailed, sobbing anew.



Suddenly, she was being unshackled at her ankles, and removed from the stockade. Her legs buckled when she tried to stand straight, and she was caught up in MacLeod's arms immediately. He walked to the center of the room, and stood her up straight and balanced her for a moment before leaving her side briefly. Ali was still blindfolded and did not like not knowing what was happening, though she reasoned it might be better this way after all as knowing might make her more anxious and scared.

"I did not remove you because you begged Ali, just so we are clear," he said. "I removed you because I want to play with you as I please now."

He returned to raise her arms over her head and she felt soft leather cuffs being fastened around her wrists. When he released her arms, she realized the weight of the cuffs included chains fastened to each one. MacLeod stood beside her and she heard a mechanical sound like gears turning as her arms were being raised over her head by the chained cuffs. He continued to raise her arms until she was standing on flat feet, not uncomfortable, but definitely without any give.

Ali next felt her legs being parted and similar leather cuffs being fastened to her thighs just before her knees, her mid-section, and her ankles. She began to tremble when she understood what he was planning to do and almost opened her mouth to protest and feeling the heat still searing her bottom, kept quiet instead as the chains on the cuffs on her legs began to pull her legs off the ground as well.

Inch by inch Ali's legs were raised from the floor by the turning of the crank, until the gears stopped moving and she was dangling from the ceiling, how far up she couldn't know, but it felt as though she was opened up completely. Her body was supported by the cuff around her mid-section, so that she was slightly reclined but not fully horizontal. Her legs were spread far apart and out away from her body in a very wide 'V'. 

Every part of her body was now accessible and on display for him. She felt her cheeks burn with shame and humiliation as MacLeod walked between her thighs and blew on her cunt. She was dangling at face level with him, giving him complete access to any part of her body. 

"I will not whip you again tonight unless you are disobedient Ali, do you understand?" he asked.

"Yes my Lord," she answered.

"Good girl," he said. "I plan to deflower you tonight Ali, but only anally as I am reserving your virgin quim for my bed."

He watched a moment as his words sunk in and her body trembled. He was beyond aroused for her. He could never have dreamed she would be so responsive. Steeling himself against taking her to fast, he set about choosing a small tool to begin her training.

Ali felt something warm and wet being smeared on her bottom, and was beyond mortified when MacLeod probed inside of her tight asshole with the tip of his finger. She turned her head away, and even blindfolded she could sense him watching her reactions.

"Ah, nice and tight. I think we will start your training with the smallest tool that I have Ali," he said, watching her reaction as he began to push the toy past her tight ring.

"Ow," Ali cried at first, and then calmed and allowed herself to relax they way she had with Lara to make the sensation less painful. Soon he had put the entire length of the small toy inside her and was moving it around slowly, making Ali's legs quiver.

She heard a moan, as MacLeod slid his tongue into her pussy, and realized it was her own. There was no pain now, only deep pleasure and a creeping excitement telling her she was very close to another orgasm. MacLeod too knew, felt her response and pulled back, not wanting her to go over the edge just yet.

He removed the smaller toy feeling that even as tight as she was, it was perhaps better if he simply get her used to taking his own shaft up her ass right away. 

"Ali, I'm going to slide my cock slowly into your ass now, instead of another training toy. It will be better this way," he said.

Ali was still feeling the effects of the pressure from the toy, which had become very enjoyable, especially after he started to lick her, and was beginning to have a desire for more from him as well, "Oh, yes, my Lord," she said.

MacLeod smiled, realizing she was beginning to truly enjoy it, and heavily lubed his long shaft, so hard and thick from all the play that the veins and blood were pulsing heavily around it. He moved the lever to lower her just enough to reach his waist, and then slid the head of his dick toward her virgin anus. 

He felt the tight ring resist his attempts to push just the head into her, and moved one hand to her clit, to steady her, and play with her a bit, while he squeezed past her tight little sphincter.

When he touched her clit, Ali moaned deeply, her breathing quickening, and she twitched the muscles in her thighs trying to open them even more. Slowly, she felt incredible pressure as the head of MacLeod's cock made its way into her vice-like anal passage.

"Oh, please my Lord, slowly, please, it's hurting me now, it's too big, please," Ali cried and tried to evade the first few inches of his thick cock disappearing into her ass. She was so tight, he was having trouble waiting to get it all inside of her, the skin around his dick being stretched taut by her muscles.

"Hush paeta," he said, slowly pulsing forward, then back, lubricating her passage, increasing the depth with each stroke, "the pain will only last until you grow accustomed to taking me in this way, and then you will deeply enjoy it."

Ali was panting now, forcing herself to relax and allow him entrance into the tight tunnel inside of her. She felt each pulse deliver pain anew to her straining muscles, and cried out with every bit of advancement he made. Gasping for breath between her cries, Ali tried to withdraw from the stinging assault without success. She felt the pulsing motion stop as he instead applied steady and direct pressure to increasing his expansion of her asshole with his cock, snaking his way into her passage. 

"Please my Lord," she cried, "you are tearing me apart!"

MacLeod said nothing however, and simply pushed the remaining few inches deep inside of her,

knowing that once he was lodged within, her muscles would relax and she would calm. Although hurting her was not his final objective, it was a pain necessary to reach the pleasure on the other side, and as Ali screamed loudly he felt a wild excitement flow through him.

Ali was almost incoherent now, as his cock pulsed deep inside her. She felt numbness creeping in to mask the horrific pain of the final thrust, and then a strange warmth and fullness inside as he began to stroke her clit and slowly move himself in increments in and out of her ass.

Her thigh muscles were beginning to twitch and her breathing grew heavier as the sensitive nerves deep inside her rectum began to regain feeling. The pain was all but gone leaving an incredible sensation of complete submission as she felt his dick sliding against the walls of her darkest place, tingling her insides, and causing her cunt juices to flow and slide down to further coat his shaft. The slickness added tremendously to the growing feeling of pleasure creeping through her belly and pussy.

MacLeod moved gently, softly caressing her clit to keep her just on the edge. He only wanted her to cum when he allowed it, and definitely not before he did. He began to move more quickly, allowing the flesh of his belly to come into contact with her pussy, creating a tormenting friction that she could not gain satisfaction from no matter how she squirmed in her restraints.

Ali's moans now filled the chamber, and MacLeod smiled, "I told you that you would begin to enjoy this Ali, and look how quickly you respond."

"Yes my Lord, oh," she panted as he began to deepen his plunges into her smooth canal, "yes, yes, please don't stop, please, stay in my ass, please, please."

Her words trailed off into more moans and pleading, breathlessly mingling with her cries of passion. MacLeod was close now and began to fuck her in earnest. Pulling himself almost fully out of her, and then forcing his tool deep into her willing ass. He flicked his thumb carefully over her clit bringing her to the begging point, while plowing his cock inside her.

"Please my Lord, oh please, my god, oh my god, please, don't stop," Ali begged him non-stop to fuck her harder as she rose up the final ascent with him.

MacLeod was grunting, moaning deeply, as he pushed her over the edge with him, his cock buried deep inside her ass, pulsing loads of cum into her, her muscles grasping and pulling every drop from him as she cried out, letting her pleasure finally take hold of her fully.

And then it was over and he moved away from her. She felt his hands lowering the lever that would bring her back to the floor. Her legs would not hold her up though, so MacLeod released her from the restraints and laid her on a bed of furs to rest. She didn't know how long had passed, but he was standing near her with warm water and a rag washing himself and used one to wash her as well.

She opened her eyes to look at him for the first time since becoming his slave, and wondered at how she had gone from being the young girl he looked after and inspired, to his plaything. When he spoke, she was gazing at a spot beyond him, barely aware of what he said, and stunningly aware of a deep pain growing inside her rectum now that the endorphins were wearing off.

"I know that was uncomfortable for you Ali, the first time for everything generally is. That was the hardest though, and it's done. The rest will be very enjoyable, I promise you. I know that one day you will realize that the life I offer you is one of comfort and pleasure, and you will learn to like being submissive to me as well. We have many adventures to enjoy together now," he said smiling.

Ali knew a few things, but she dared not voice any opinion now. While her body might belong to him and betray her with him, she would never let him own her heart. She would submit to him, she knew that, if for nothing more than to avoid the whippings to her bottom. Even though she suspected it would not matter, as that was an enjoyable part for him. Someday she might be truly free though she realized, and have more than enough to live on for all her days. If this were the price for that freedom, she would pay it, happily.

And so her only reply to him was, "Yes my Lord."