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A New Life Begins Ch. 01

By: kokabeel



Kara sat nervously in the great hall of her Uncle Cain's home. She had never known such a luxury her Uncle was about to give her. Being the only child of a poor farmer and her late mother, she had grown up to know only hardship and the use of her hands. 

Cain walked briskly into the great hall to greet Kara. She noticed he was a strikingly handsome man for his age; tall, dark brown eyes, wavy golden hair and a body better than someone half his age. As he sat down next to her she could smell the scent of his cologne and cigars, a delicious treat to her senses. 

"Kara," He said. "I am glad your father accepted my offer to let you stay here while you attend college."

"We are forever in your debt, Uncle" She replied in an almost shy tone.

"I will have Myra gather your things and guide you to your room" He said with a smile. "Please join me for dinner later, we will talk more."

"Thank you, Uncle." She replied with a sweet smile. 

As he left the great hall Myra, the head maid of the house came rushing in to gather Kara's things. She was a short, slender woman with dark auburn hair and a smelt of sweet bread and honey. They climbed the ever winding dark mahogany stairs to the second floor towards Kara's new room. The room was a grand sight for Kara, much more bigger than her old farm house. Her bed was covered with a soft down comforter, lace draped down to the floor from the big canopy above. Chests, a wardrobe and a magnificent mirror and table lined the old Victorian styled walls.

"Your Uncle has provided you with some clothes, Mistress." Myra said as she walked towards Kara. "They are in the wardrobe .Your Uncle has requested you wear formal attire to dinner."

"Thank you so much, Myra." Kara replied. "Please, can you run me a bath while I get out of these dingy clothes? "

"Yes, Mistress." Myra replied with a coy smirk on her face.

Kara sat at the edge of her bed, it was hard to take everything in all at once for her. Just hours ago she was a poor farmers daughter. If her Uncle had not taken her in she would have ended up running away with the Barber's son, Jonathan.

"Oh Jonathan." She reminisced. "How I will miss your long, hard cock filling me in my father's barn."

It had been more than once she had felt that long, hard cock pumping in her tight pussy. Had it not been for her father catching them that fateful day she would surely be getting a pounding right now.

"Mistress, your bath is ready."Myra said, breaking Kara's train of thought.

"Thank you, Myra." Kara replied as Myra left the room in a hurry.

Kara began taking off her heeled shoes and stockings, a relief she had longed for since she arrived. She walked towards the magnificent mirror on the wall across from her bed and began to undress, watching herself as she slipped each article of clothing off. 

First, her skirt was unbuttoned; she let it fall to the floor and felt a draft of cool air on her bottom. Next, she unbuttoned her blouse and breathed a sigh of relief as if it had been suffocating her ample breasts all day. For a moment she stood there, gazing at her almost naked body. She undid her bra, her breasts were a full C cup, which had soft pink areolas and now erect nipples. She unbound her beautiful silky copper colored hair from the bun it was kept. It nearly touched her waist when down and felt almost sexual when it touched her bare back. Still looking at herself in the mirror she bent over slightly and slipped her white cotton panties off as if she were doing it for Jonathan. Stark naked she began to rub her petite frame, gliding ever so softly over her breasts and her full bush. A finger ran over her now wet slit as she massaged her erect right nipple. 

A knock interrupted her exploration and Myra entered the room carrying a soft sponge, cucumber slices and beauty mud. She quickly ran to the bathroom hoping her nakedness was not seen. 

"Here you go, Mistress."Myra handed Kara the cucumber slices.

Myra began to rub in the mud on Kara's soft face. She instructed her to lay back and put the cucumber slices on her eyes. She had never done this at home, but she had read and often dreamt of being pampered like this. The water too was a great pleasure; it felt like pure silk on her naked flesh, a luxury she never got at home.

"I will come wash you in ten minutes, Mistress." Myra informed as she walked out of the bathroom.

"Thank you."Kara said as she sunk in the hot bubble bath.

Now that she was alone, Kara thought, she could relive her first time, with Jonathan...

It was summer of 1943; the weather was hot, scarce rain and drought made it worse. This was the summer of Kara's 18th birthday, which she had longed for since she was 13. 

Aside from going to the ever shrinking lake there was not much to do other than going in to town and hanging out at the local diner, McCall's. It was a Thursday night when Debby, Kara's best friend went with her to McCall's to grab a bite to eat, a treat she only got once or twice a year on special occasions like a birthday. 

The night was just as hot as midday which made everyone glisten with sweat beads. Kara wore a long fitted dress that stuck to her curves and made her ample breasts seem to pop out even more so than they already were. The sweat upon her breasts seemed to grab all the men of the diner's attention, she loved that attention. Just as she was sipping down her malt Debby nudged her to look at the door. She gazed and felt a flutter in her stomach as Jonathan, the Barber's son, walked in the door. 

He was tall, with rich brunette hair, sky blue eyes and a body even the God's themselves would envy. Jonathan was a footballer, a damned fine one at that. All the years of training have sculpted his body into perfection, which made all the women swoon over him. 

Kara's eyes looked over Jonathan as if he were her prey. She visually undressed him, thinking to herself that he would be a tasty little dish to lick, if he would give her the chance that is. She had been ready, always wanting to lose her virginity to him. Since it was her birthday she thought this was the best present she could get herself. 

"What a good first fuck he would be." She thought.

Jonathan walked over and sat at the end table of the diner, just as his butt hit the seat a sea of horny teenage girls flocked over to him. They all adored him and all tried to get him to be with each and every one of them, but he knew none of them could amount to what he truly wanted. Kara sat there, giggling at the pathetic flock of girls swarming around the handsome footballer and muttered something to Debby about how they were all 'wetting their panties'. 

Jonathan gazed over at Kara, their eyes met and suddenly she blushed, he smiled at the sight. He knew what he wanted, and he wanted her. Kara's now red face was burning because of the attention he was giving her, and her panties were all the more moist thinking about licking him from head to toe. 

"I'm going to go over there, Debby." Kara said as she was getting up from her stool.

"Oh my God, Kara! " Debby said as she put a hand over her mouth in shock. "Do you think you can get past that horde of horny girls?"

"Watch me! " Kara said as she adjusted her breasts to make them more appealing.

Jonathan watched as the fiery redhead Kara walked over to his table and parted the swarm of girls around him. 

"Hey there, stud." Kara said in an aggressive tone.

"Hey, sugar." Jonathan said. "Do you want to sit down?" 

Kara smirked and moved towards Jonathan. The swarm of girls now surrounding both of them gave Kara dirty looks as she scooted closer to the man they all wanted. It didn't take too long before they all got the hint, he wanted nothing to do with them. 

"So" Kara said lightly. "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"No." He replied giving her an 'I want to fuck you' look.

"Do you want one? " She said as she rubbed his inner thigh.

"Only if you are that girlfriend." He said as he rubbed her back.

"Well then," She said grabbing his arm and pulling him up from his seat. "Let's get out of here."

Kara led the way out of the diner, smiling at Debby as they past. They hopped on Jonathan's motorcycle and sped off. 

"Let's go to my house." She whispered in his ear. "My father is gone for the week."

"Alright, babe." He said as she grabbed onto him tighter.

They arrived at Kara's house in little under 30 minutes. The night sky was lit with sparkling stars and the humidity was high, which made their hot little bodies glisten even more. Jonathan parked the bike, Kara got off and ran towards her house.

"Wait here." She exclaimed as she ran in the door.

Not even two minutes later she walked out with a bottle of Turkish gold in one hand, glasses and a big hand sewn quilt in the other.

"Follow me." She said as she led the way towards her family's dusty old barn.

She opened the big doors, the smell of hay rushed over them. Kara spread out the blanket on a big leveled pile of hay and sat down. She pulled Jonathan down beside her. Jonathan scooted closer to her, almost to the point of their lips meeting. They could see the stars in the open window, only moonlight lit the barn

"Would you like a drink?" Kara said nervously.

"Sure." He said with a smile. "But I don't want it in a glass."

Kara was puzzled at the comment; it only took her a few seconds before she realized he wanted her to be his 'glass'. She smiled at him and started kissing on his neck. He returned the gesture, kissing ever so softly on hot, sweaty breasts.

"Mmmm!" She moaned in excitement.

He unzipped the back of her dress, moving his hand down her back he slipped the dress down to her waist. She lifted her bottom, letting him pull the dress completely off of her. She grabbed her breasts and began to rub her perky nipples. Jonathan unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off. He began to undo his pants and she placed her hands on them, stopping him. 

"Wait," She said as she took hold of each side of his pants. "Let me do it for you."

She slowly unbuttoned his pants, then taking the zipper in between her fingers and sliding it down. His already erect cock was sticking up in his boxers, waiting to be unleashed. She pushed him down to the quilt and jerked off his pants as if she couldn't wait anymore. Kneeling between his legs she grabbed the sides of his boxers and the front she got hold of with her teeth. She pulled them down, releasing his massive erect cock and took it in her hands. She began to stroke it, slow at first, then faster. 

"Oh, God!" He moaned."Suck my cock!"

Hesitant at first she placed her soft lips on the crown of his cock. She began to lick around the tip, slowly, and then down his mighty shaft taking him whole, gagging as his cock reached the back of her throat. She slowly came up, taking a breather then back down on his cock. She began massaging his balls with her left hand she stroked his shaft with her right. She dived deeper and deeper down on his cock until she felt his body tense then spurt his seed in her wet mouth. 

"You were wonderful!" He said out of breathe. "Where did you learn how to suck cock like that?"

"I don't know," She said licking her lips trying to get the remains of his seed."It just came natural to me, I guess."

"Well," He said grabbing her by the arms and laying her down on the quilt."It is your turn to feel pleasure!"

He pulled off her cotton panties, stopping to sniff them before he threw them to the wall.

"Mmm!" He moaned. "I bet you taste as good as you smell."

He parted her legs, taking a full view of her nice virgin pussy. His nose ran over her bush as he took his fingers and opened her wet slit. Her clitoris was engorged, anticipating his tongue. He licked his left finger and inserted it in her tight virgin pussy.

"Oh!" She moaned as he pulled his finger in and out of her wet cunt. "Don't Stop!"

He dove into her muff and tasted her sweet pussy. Flicking his tongue on her engorged clit and pumping away with his finger in her cunt hole her juices began to cover his face. She squirmed as he began licking her slit and going deeper and deeper in her cunt with his finger. She was breathing heavy now, almost to climax when he took his thumb and played with her puckered asshole. She didn't resist when he inched it into her tight ass, her mind was on her cunt and her impending orgasm.

"Oh yes! " She screamed out as she grabbed his head and shoved it harder on her cunt." Fuck my ass with your finger!"

He pushed his thumb deeper into her ass as he felt her cunt walls gripping his finger. Her body twitched in orgasmic bliss and he parted her legs even wider now to clean up her pussy juices...

She was almost to climax when a knock at the door brought her back to reality.

"Damn." Kara said as she sat up in the now warm bath.

"Mistress?" Myra said with a puzzled look on her face.

"Oh," Kara replied as she threw the cucumbers on the table next to her."I was day dreaming about my love, Jonathan."

"I bet you miss him deeply." Myra replied as she walked to the back of the tub. "I would hate to be away from my love."

"I do." Kara said in a saddened tone. "But it's for the best."

Myra began scrubbing away on Kara's bare back. It was so relaxing to be rubbed and be in a hot bubble bath, she felt almost like a princess. Myra washed her long red locks then washed away the mud she had put on earlier. She was given a big fluffy robe which felt like heaven on her naked flesh.

After drying Kara's hair, Myra opened the doors to the wardrobe and took out a long, elegant black lace and satin dress. She placed it with stockings, shoes, panties on the bed for Kara to change into. 

"Thank you, Myra." Kara said happily as she walked towards the bed.

"Dinner is at 7pm, Mistress." Myra proclaimed as she walked towards the door."Your Uncle will be in the great hall waiting for you."

Kara nodded her head in excitement; she hadn't spent time with her Uncle in years.

Once dressed, Kara looked over herself in the grand mirror. She could not believe how well she looked in her outfit and how much she wished Jonathan was here to see her... 

A New Life Begins Ch. 02



As she walked down the winding mahogany stairs towards the great hall she overheard her uncle in his office talking with someone. A bit puzzled as to why her uncle was yelling at this person she carefully tip-toed towards the door. Placing a hand on the wall she tried not to make a sound as she moved her head to the crack between the door and the jam. She saw a figure sitting down in the big leather chair across from her uncle's desk. Her uncle, Cain, was pacing back and forth as he reviewed what appeared to be a newspaper in his hands.

"How could this have happened?" Cain said with a puzzled look on his face as he stared at the newspaper.

"Someone from the inner circle must have leaked it out." The unseen man in the chair replied "I will talk to Master Jacob and see what he knows."

"Good!" Cain said as he threw the newspaper in the trash bin next to the chair."This better not fucking happen again, if it does I will call the counsel and cut everything off."

Cain took an aged bottle of brandy from his liquor cabinet and started pouring himself and his companion a glass.

"Mistress!" Myra said trying not to alert her Master, Cain."I think it best you come with me before your Uncle finds out you were there."

She pulled Kara away from the door trying not to make a sound, hoping that he would not find out what she had heard. Now she knew by Myra's scared face that she wasn't supposed to be lurking around hearing his conversations.

"Please, Mistress." Myra said still visibly shaken up. "You shouldn't ease drop on your uncle's conversations."

"Why?" Kara said thinking she heard nothing incriminating.

"Your uncle has a lot of 'high class' associates he works with." Myra said as she fixed the ruffles in her outfit. "A lot of what they do is..."

"Is?" Kara said puzzled.

"Well," Myra paused to put it in a better understanding for her. "Well, it's secret business."

"Oh!" Kara said showing excitement "I absolutely love secrets!"

"Not these secrets, Mistress." Myra said as she started walking towards the kitchen. "These secrets could get you hurt. That's why it's best you stay away from your uncle's office."

As Myra left Kara's sight she wondered why it was so bad to have heard her uncle. It didn't seem like anything secret or harmful. Little did she know what was conspiring in that office and the toll it would take on her life.

Just as she was about to sit down on the ornate mahogany lounge sofa that perfectly matched the beautiful mahogany wood floors her uncle, Cain appeared from his office with his associate.

"I will call you later, Sir." The tall, handsome man said to Cain.

"Don't bother calling unless this matter is resolved, David." Cain said as his associate bowed out and left his sight.

Kara walked slowly towards her uncle, she wondered if he knew she was by the door. Hoping not to make it too obvious she wondered if she should ask about their encounter. Cain saw the look on her face and before she could even mutter a word he answered her questions.

"That was David," Cain said as he took her arm and led her to the dining hall. "He is an associate of mine from work, also our men's association."

"Oh..." She replied trying to calm her thoughts."He is quite handsome, uncle."

"You will get to meet him soon dear Kara." Cain said as he smiled at her. "But right now I am starving! Aren't you?"

"Oh yes I am, uncle!" Kara exclaimed as she rubbed her belly.

"Well then," Cain said as pulled out her chair. "Let's eat!"

During dinner they talked about her home, father and the reason why she was sent here. Cain laughed as when she made the comment about Jonathan and her being caught.

"Oh your father is a prude." Cain said with a chuckle. "But you must concentrate on your school while here. There is plenty of time for boy's later, trust me."

"School is why I am here," She said with a sweet smile. "I promise no boys, uncle."

After dinner Cain parted ways with Kara as she walked up to her room and him to his office again. She wondered what would conspire in there, maybe another meeting perhaps. She decided whether or not to ease drop as she did earlier, maybe this time she would find out more information about the handsome man who had been with Cain and why her uncle was so secretive. Myra's scared words replayed in her head and she thought it best not to wander off in the night to ease drop on Cain.

Once entering her room she saw Myra in the bathroom. She had already started a nice hot bubble bath for her; she was overjoyed with the thought of feeling the water over her naked flesh and dreaming of Jonathan once more. Things were a bit different this time, Myra already had the tray ready and wasn't in her usual attire. Kara noticed she was in a long sheer nightgown with lace trim around her bust and her cuffs. You could make out the areola of Myra's breast and the perk nipples on top. Kara had thought Myra was a very attractive woman, almost the same age as her.

Kara wondered if Myra was just as insatiable as she was, this made her moist and quiver with excitement. Horny and wanting to please and be pleased, Kara decided she would seduce dear Myra in hopes she would be her lover tonight. She and Debby always fooled around when they had sleepovers, oh how she missed that fragrant pussy and it's delicious taste.

"Myra," Kara said in a sweet voice as she undressed. "Will you wash me again tonight?"

"Yes, Mistress." Myra replied noticing Kara's shapely body as she undressed.

"Great!" Kara replied as she took off her last article of clothing and tossed it to the floor.

Kara walked towards the bath and rubbed up against Myra as she was bending over fluffing the bubbles in the bath. Myra took notice as she did this and it sent a little shock to her pussy. She loved the way Kara looked; red hair, big soft perky breasts, a nice ass and beautiful face. The thought of them together too turned Myra on. She missed the company of another woman and she wondered if Kara was attracted to her the same way.

"You can skip the facial, Myra." Kara said as she ran her soft hands over her naked body."I would love for you to wash me."

"Yes, Mistress." Myra said as she took the sponge in her hand and began to rub down Kara's naked back.

"Mmm!" Kara moaned as it sent chills down her back.

Myra began washing her shoulders, and then she went round to her breasts stopping to tweak her erect nipples.

"Oh!" Kara moaned with excitement.

Myra's pussy was now wetter than before. Kara put her head back towards Myra, she quivered in excitement.

"Mistress?" Myra said still tweaking Kara's perk nipples. "Maybe I can join you in the bath. I can wash you all over."

Kara nodded approvingly.

Licking her lips Myra walked to the foot of the bath and took off her gown. Kara loved Myra's naked body. She had small breasts which had pink areola and nipples. Her pussy was covered with nicely trimmed pubic hair. She had an ample ass which Kara wanted to sink her teeth into and spank afterwards. Myra let down her dark auburn hair which touched the small of her back, almost grazing her ample ass.

Kara parted her legs as Myra slipped into the bath with her. Immediately Myra moved towards Kara, grabbing the back of her head in her hands and pulling her close. Their wet lips touched sending them both into lustful jerks. Their tongues met as Myra grabbed Kara's left breast. Searching for her own sweet spot to play with she moved her hand down to Myra's wet pussy. She ran her finger over the slit, stopping at the engorged clitoris. Myra moaned as Kara began rubbing her finger up and down her wet slit.

As Myra almost reached climax Kara stopped.

"Let's go to the bed." Kara said licking her finger and tasting Myra's sweet juices.

They moved quickly to the bed, still probing their tongues in each other's mouths. Kara pushed Myra down and parted her legs. Moving her head in between Myra's legs she ran her fingers up and down her wet pussy. She stopped, stuck her fingers in her mouth tasting her juices once more and inserted them into Myra's hot, wet pussy.

"Mmm!" Myra moaned as her pussy welcomed Kara's fingers.

Kara licked her slit, stopping on her engorged clitoris. She moved her fingers in and out of Myra's wet pussy, slowly. Myra grabbed hold of Kara's head and wrapped her fingers round her long locks. Kara began sucking on her engorged clit as she pumped away her fingers in Myra's wet pussy.

"Don't stop!" Myra said as she was reaching her climax.

Kara was now pumping harder and faster in Myra's wet pussy, flicking and sucking on her engorged clit . Her pussy tightened around Kara's fingers as her body was sent into waves of orgasmic bliss.

"Mmm!" Kara said licking her lips. "I love the taste of your sweet pussy."

She went back down on to Myra's now sensitive pussy and began licking her juices off. Myra shook when she reached her clit, sending waves of pleasure over her again. She knew however it was Kara's turn and she wanted to eat her pussy more than ever now.

Myra pushed Kara down as they changed places. She could visibly see Kara's pussy's wetness; it was inviting her tongue in for a taste. She spread Kara's legs, wasting no time she dove into her wet slit. Her tongue brushed over Kara's pink clit and down to her dripping pussy hole. Shoving her tongue deep into her cunt she could feel Kara's pussy walls begin to tighten. She moved her mouth onto Kara's pink clit and began nibbling, sucking and flicking it. Myra moved her hand in between her own wet pussy lips as began massaging her engorged clit.

Kara's chest was lifting faster now as she was close to coming. She grabbed her breasts and began tweaking her nipples. Myra was steadily playing with her pussy now as she was tonguing Kara's clit. Kara's back arched as her body broke into orgasmic waves .Myra's pussy too began to spasm as she shoved her tongue into Kara's pussy hole.

"I have never had someone lick my cunt like that!" Kara said as she stretched out her arm to pull Myra down next to her."The way you fucked my pussy with your tongue...Oh I thought I would explode!"

"You taste so good, I couldn't help myself. " Myra said licking her lips as she cuddled Kara.

They lay there for a few moments, caressing each other's naked spent bodies before falling asleep together... 



A New Life Begins Ch. 03



He caressed her face with his soft fingertips as their eyes met. He grabbed her and wrapped his strong footballer arms around her petite frame. She ran her fingers through his hair as he moved them around to missionary. She wrapped her long slender legs around his ass and ran her nails down the middle of his back. He moaned.

As he entered her tight virgin pussy she gasped. The feeling of pleasure and pain overwhelmed her now wet pussy. She moaned as he pumped away in her tight pussy faster and harder each second.

"I want to ride your cock." She said as she could feel her pussy tighten.

He rolled over letting her take charge. She slowly sat down on his cock, stopping for a moment as she took it all in her cunt. He grabbed her round ass as he moved her in a motion to fuck him. She placed her hands around his legs and bent backwards, he had a full view of her nice pussy and his cock inside. She began to slowly fuck him.

"Oh god your pussy feels so good!" He said. His eyes rolled back in his head as her pussy gripped tighter on to his hard cock after each thrust. 

She moved forward, her breasts touching his chest as she passionately kissed his mouth, neck and ear. He grabbed hold of her hips as she fucked him harder and faster. He could feel her pussy tighten then burst juices all over his hard cock.

"Oh, ohhhh fuck! " She said pinching her hard nipples as her body shook with orgasm.

He pulled her around into the doggy style position. She leaned down, her still knees quivering from her orgasm. He spread her ass apart and shoved his hard cock inside her, this sent her forward as she moaned in pleasure. He grabbed hold of her hips as he began to fuck her hard and fast.

"Oh yes fuck me, fuck me hard!" She screamed as her orgasm drew closer.

He could feel her pussy spasm several times and her juices flow all over the both of them. Taking a finger he wet it and shoved it into her tight ass. She drove backward on his cock as he did this. She was inviting him silently to fuck her tight virgin asshole. Taking note of this he took out his cock from her dripping wet pussy and positioned it on her puckered asshole. His head touched her asshole slightly, chills ran down her spine. 

"You want this don't you, dirty little slut." He said as he moved his hand around to her pussy, circling over her engorged clit.

"Yes, please fuck me .I want your hard cock in my ass." She said in a subservient tone as she bent forward, inviting him to fuck her virgin ass.

He parted her ass cheeks and spat on her ass, dripping onto her virgin hole. The head of his cock touched her asshole as he continued to play with her pussy. As she began to orgasm he shoved his hard dick into her tight virgin hole. She screamed as intense feelings of pain rain over her body. He fucked her tight ass slowly as he continued to play with her cunt. The feelings of pain were now mixed with pleasure as he began to fuck her faster, driving deeper with each thrust of his hard cock. Her body began to spasm with the most intense orgasm she had ever had as his hard cock exploded his seed into her ass.

A knock at the door woke Kara up from her blissful sleep. Her memory of fucking Jonathan still with her she quickly grabbed a robe and threw it on.

"You can come in now." Kara said as she sat back down on her bed, covering herself with the comforter.

One of the other maids entered her room carrying a tray of fruits, bread, tea and other assorted food items.

"Here you go, Miss." The maid said as she placed the tray over Kara's lap.

Kara was puzzled. She was wondering why Myra had not brought her anything or why she wasn't in bed with her. Looking over her bed she noticed Myra left a note and flower on the pillow beside hers. She grabbed it and began to read it as other maid left the room.

"Kara,

I have gone into town for a bit of the day. Last night was the best time I've ever had. Making love to you was like making love with the Goddess herself. I hope we can spend more time with each other in and outside your uncle's estate.

XOXO, Myra"

Kara smiled as she relived the night in her mind. She too hoped to spend more nights with Myra. A noise outside suddenly shook Kara out of her fantasy. She ran to the window and noticed a very large truck depositing several boxes on the drive. Her uncle stood talking to a very short woman and heavy set man. They seemed to be of the same stature as her uncle, rich yet they were very snobbish.

"They must be one of Uncle's associates or some friends of his." Kara said to herself as she eyed the blonde next to the heavy set man. Her eyes trailed over the boxes and wondered what might be in them.

"I guess I will go be a little sneak and find out for myself."Kara said "But first, I am starving!"

After eating her breakfast Kara went to the wardrobe to decide what she might wear for today's adventure. She scanned over the expensive gowns and sun dresses. A little red sun dress caught her eye and she took it out to examine it.

The dress was a typical forties style summer dress. It was a ruby red halter; lace adorned the hem of the dress. Kara took matching red high heel shoes from the wardrobe and set the dress and shoes on her bed. Kara went to put makeup on and fix her fiery hair into a pony. She slipped the dress on over her frame, adjusting it to fit her ample breasts.

Looking herself over in the mirror Kara thought to herself how much of a vixen she looked. Her matching red lips and dark eyeliner made her look older than she was.

"Rawrrr!" She said as she made a clawing gesture to herself in the mirror.

Kara walked down the winding stairs towards the front door she could see her uncle in his office with the couple he was chatting with outside. They seemed to be talking about an event that would be taking place in her uncle's summer mansion. Just as she was about to sneak up and open the door Cain came out.

"Ah good you're awake, Kara." Cain said as he summoned her."I would like you to meet two good friends of mine. This is Sara McLain and her husband Jacob. They both are associates of mine." Cain motioned her to sit down in the big chair David had sat in the other night." I was just telling them about my lovely niece."

"Well hello there, little lady." Jacob said in a strong southern accent "I've heard so much about you. I hope you like it here."

Kara smiled sweetly at the two strangers as they parted ways with her uncle.

"I will call you about that tomorrow, Cain." Jacob said as he shook his hand.

"Good Jacob, I hope we can get the ball rolling." Cain said as he patted Jacob's back.

"I sure do hope your niece can accompany us to this event?" Sara said as she coyly looked in Kara's direction.

"What a good idea, Sara." Cain said as he looked over Kara.

Sara and Jacob exited the house in a expensive black Rolls Royce. Kara was amazed at how many 'high class' people her uncle knew.

"They were very nice, uncle." Kara said as she adjusted herself in her seat. "What event are they talking about?"

"Oh just a little ball I will be hosting."Cain said as he sat down on his large oak desk."All of my associates and their children will be invited. It is a costume ball; Elizabethan themed clothes will be the requirement as well as a mask."

"Oh that sounds wonderful!" Kara exclaimed as she bounced up and down in excitement."So, that means I have to go buy an outfit for it right?"

"Yes." Cain smiled.

"Great! I've wanted to explore this city." Kara said as she bounced up and down in the big leather chair.

Cain smiled then handed her an envelope filled with hundred's.

"Wow! I have never seen this much money in my life!" Kara said as she counted the thick wad of cash.

"Just don't spend it all in one place." Cain said as he motioned her to leave. "I want to see what you've bought once you're back."

"Sure, thanks so much, uncle!" Kara said as she walked out of his office.

"I will have the car waiting for you when you want to leave." Cain said as he halfway closed his door as he waved Kara goodbye.

"Thank you again, uncle!" Kara said as she walked towards the front door.

Shopping is something she very rarely did while living with her father. After the stock market crash and her mother's death there was nothing her father could do but start from the ground up after losing millions and his beloved wife. Cain, her mother's step-brother was kind enough to give her father money to support them for a few years and some land to live off of. Kara didn't know however her father refused all the money offered to him by Cain, pride was too much to overcome.

"Getting caught was the best thing."She thought to herself as she stuffed the wad of cash in her purse."This is going to be fun."... 



A New Life Begins Ch. 04



Standing at the window of his office Cain watched as his car sped off past the gardens before closing the charcoal colored drapes. As he walked towards his high backed leather chair he noticed the newspaper he threw away the day before was missing. Nothing else appeared to be moved or misplaced. He thought it was old age that was getting to him and he had left it somewhere else.

Just as Cain was about to exit his office his private phone rang.

"Hello, Master Cain. I have some good news for you." The voice at the other end said.

"Go on."Cain said in a soft voice.

"Sir, I have contacted the paper. They have been informed the information they received about the missing girls is false." The voice paused a moment as if waiting for a response."They have been given information stating the young women are taking a vacation abroad in Europe for the summer. This should be printed tomorrow."

"Good, this will make life a little easier."Cain said as he gave a sigh of relief. "Do we know who leaked the information to the paper?"

"Yes we do, Sir. Holden has been contacted and he has captured them. "The voice began to break as if the lines were crossed."The leak was... they have been taken to Carde..."

The phone continues to break up then disconnects.

"Shit!" Cain says as he hears the rumble of thunder in the distance.

The lights flicker off and on as the sky lets out a deep rumble of thunder. Cain walks out to the main sitting room and stares out the window. The winds are fierce and toying with the trees. The sky in the distance is dark with flashes of light soaring between clouds and the ground. Cain can see the car driving back dripping with beads of fresh rain water all over.

As he walks to the door he can see Kara soaking wet, her makeup running down her face and her tight nit pony now sagging down towards her back.

"Oh man that is some cold rain!" Kara says as she unties her wet ponytail.

"I completely forgot there was a cold-front coming in today. I am so sorry, Kara."Cain said as he took her bags, offering her a throw from a nearby sofa.

"It's quite alright, uncle. I am just glad it's raining, maybe this drought will clear up." Kara said as she covered wet body with the throw."I think I will go take a nice relaxing bath and get out of these wet clothes."

"Alright, dinner is cancelled for tonight. I have to leave after the storms pass for some business." Cain said as he walked Kara up to her room.

"I'm sure I can fix myself something in the kitchen if I get hungry. " Kara said as she took the bags from Cain, placing them on the floor of her room.

"Goodnight then, I will see you tomorrow. You can show me what you've bought so far for the ball." Cain said as he gave Kara a hug and kiss on her forehead.

"Goodnight, uncle." Kara said as she waved goodbye as she shivered under the throw blanket.

Just as soon as Cain closed her bedroom door Kara flung off the blanket and stripped down. As she walked towards the bathroom she stopped at the dresser by the door. Opening the top drawer she moved away a stack of stockings and panties. She reached the bottom finding the item she was looking for, the newspaper her uncle had trashed the day before.

She skimmed over it as she turned on the water. She poured a large amount of bath salt into the running bath.

"So this is what he was worried about, a few local girls that are missing? I wonder why he was frantic over this; it seems like nothing out of the ordinary." Kara thought to herself as she placed the newspaper on the stand next to the bath.

Kara slipped into the warm bath and took a deep breath.

"Now this is relaxing, I don't ever want to get out." Kara took a rag from the stand, wetting it in the bath and put it over her eyes.

Cain sat in his office reviewing some paperwork his associates had sent him. The sound of thunder was closer now and the flashes of lightning danced around the room as if they were putting on a play. Cain noticed the trees were bending ever more slightly from the magnificent invisible force that rushed over them. Rain began to fall, thick, heavy drops of fresh cold water made pitter patter sounds on the roof of the mansion.

Unphased by the weather Cain picked up the phone to call David's office. Relieved it rang without a warning on the end he hoped David would pick up.

"Hello, David, our call broke up earlier. Is everything ok where you're at?" Cain said in an almost parental tone.

"I am sorry Sir, we had heavy downpours. A few bolts of lightning struck the old oak near our gate which knocked out the power and phone lines. I will be staying the night here until the power company get's everything fixed." He replied.

"I am happy nothing major happened. Can you tell me what you were saying earlier? I only got bits of it before we got cut off." Cain said as he took a pen and pad of paper from his desk drawer.

"Yes Sir! I had called Holden just before the storm came and he had told me they've taken them to Cardel's barn." David paused a moment as he knew Cain was writing down the information. "I am so shocked by this; I cannot believe Mitchell and his mistress were the ones who leaked the information."

Cain's mouth twined in utter disgust from the news he received.

"Thank you, David. I will take care of everything else; you have done very well and will be rewarded for your efforts." He replied as he jotted down some more information on the yellow pad.

"Thank you, Sir. I hate to end this short and on this note but some of the guys are motioning me to the car. We need to cut the tree up before anymore storms come in." David said trying not to offend Cain.

"Not a problem David, just call me if you need me to come over there to help. I will call your office tomorrow and come over to see how everything is." He replied.

With their last goodbyes Cain put the pad back in his massive desk. Leaning back in his chair he twitted his thumbs as he contemplated what he was going to do with the rat that had been hiding in his inner circle. Punishment, he thought, would be slow and painful...

Still soaking in the relaxing warm bath Kara thought of her adventurous night with Myra. She wondered where she was, hoping nothing happened to her. As Kara got out of the bath she could see the storm clouds in the distance. They appeared more subtle than the ones that were now drenching the ground below them.

Kara plopped on her bed naked and rustled the covers. She noticed that Myra's scent still lingered on the sheets and pillows. She took in a deep breath as she rubbed all over her naked body. Too tired to pleasure herself Kara dozed off.

A few hours later Kara was suddenly awakened by the sound of something crashing into the roof. Stricken with fear Kara quickly ran to her wardrobe. The lamp on her nightstand flickered as she rushed to find a nightgown and panties. The lights went off as Kara put on her slippers.

She could hear the wind gushing around the mansion. Lighting danced around her room as she looked out the huge window. The house shook violently as a bolt struck the house. Fearful she rushed towards the hall and sat down against the wall.

"Kara!" Cain screamed as a beam of light moved over her." We have to go, now!"

Cain pulled her up so violently that it hurt her arm. They rushed down the big winding stairs then towards the kitchen. Cain with the help of the chauffeur moved away a huge cabinet along the wall, revealing a door.

"Get everyone in now!" Cain said as he handed Kara a flashlight.

The group hurried down a short flight of stairs into the basement below. Cain bolted the door behind them as the sound of thunder shook the entire mansion.

"Everyone get away from the windows, into the stock room!" Cain said as he pushed everyone towards the door."Get down and cover yourself as best you can."

Kara, visibly shaken sat in the corner of the stock room. Cain saw her now ghost white face and sat beside her.

"I am so scared, uncle. What is going on?" Kara said as she tried to conceal her tears.

"It's a twister." Cain said as he wrapped his arms around Kara."Everything will be ok; this mansion can withstand a tornado."

His reassurances did not calm the gut wrenching fear Kara was feeling.

The house began to shake; jars flew off the shelves filling the floor with their contents. A whirl of wind swept over the house, growing louder by the second. Everyone covered as windows began to burst all around them. The full force of the tornado was right on top of them, an eerie calm took over the house as everyone gasped and cried in fear.

"Everything will be alright...everything will be alright...."Kara said as hot tears mixed with cold rain ran down her face."Please God, let everything be alright."... 



A New Life Begins Ch. 05



The sky was overcast when Kara awoke in the morning. She had slept in the basement with her uncle after the storms, not knowing what havoc the tornado had caused to her uncle's property. The staff that had shared the stock room with her in the wee hours was now busy cleaning the grounds of tree limbs, debris and everything else her uncle asked of them.

Climbing up the stairs to the main room Kara could hear her uncle screaming out orders to remove a tree that had hit the right wing of the house. Glass pieces from the windows were scattered across the marble floor making it almost impossible to walk around. As she carefully walked out the front door Kara could see Cain helping his men tie ropes around the gigantic oak that slammed into the roof.

The damage the tornado had caused was minimal Kara noticed as she surveyed the grounds from the front lawn. Trees were ripped from the ground and set all over the grounds as if they were the tornadoes rag dolls. The right wing of the mansion however wasn't so lucky. The big oak that crashed into it over night had driven a mighty limb into the roof and down to the floor below. Shingles were ripped away and there was visible water damage.

Kara breathed a sigh of relief; the night before was the scariest thing of her young life. Cain now rolling down his sleeves and wiping the beads of sweat off his brow walked over to Kara. His chest was heavy; visibly you could see the strain as he took in deep breathes.

"I am so happy you're awake, Kara."Cain said as he shoved his red rag into his pants pocket."I didn't want to wake you. I know you; I mean we had an eventful night last night."He wrapped one arm around her shoulders pulling her close to give her a kiss on her forehead.

"I was terribly scared, uncle. I thought we were all going to die last night because of the tornado." Kara said as she rested her head on his shoulder. He smelt of sweat, bourbon and cigars.

"I told you everything would be ok." Cain said as he patted her back in reassurance."Now all there is to do is move that beastly oak off of the house and patch the hole. My men and I should have it fixed before this evening."

As they walked back to the house a car was pulling up in the drive. Myra, who had been missing rushed out of the cab towards Kara and her uncle. Open arms greeted her as she embraced them both.

"I am so sorry for not being here last night. The storm came in fast while I was at my family's home, we had to bunker down when it hit." Myra held onto Kara as they all walked inside the house. She could feel Kara's hand resting on her ample ass and squeezing a bit, this made her quiver down below.

"Not a problem, Myra." Cain said as he motioned them to the dining hall."We are just glad you're alright. Tell me, did your house get hit by the tornado too?" He said as they all sat down as one of the maids brought them a buffet of breakfast foods.

"We thought it had come over our house but there were no signs of damage. Well, we had a down burst that took out a few trees, that's about it."Myra said as she took a blueberry streusel scone from the wicker basket and began to devour it.

"That's wonderful, well not the down burst part but not getting hit with a tornado part." Cain replied as he fixed himself eggs, bacon and corned beef hash."We need to talk about your work here after breakfast, Myra." Cain said as he forked away at his food.

"Is there something wrong, Sir?" Myra said wondering if she had done something wrong. This thought made her stop picking apart her scone and look directly at Kara.

"No, nothing is wrong. I just think since you and Kara will be starting college soon you two lovely young ladies should hang out more."He said as he took a big gulp of orange juice which instantly made his stomach wince from the now growing ulcer."Would you be ok if I let you go? I can see you and Kara having lots of fun together."

"I would like that very much, Sir. But, I really need the money for..." She said as Cain interrupted her.

"Money isn't an issue; I will set you up with some funds. In fact, I would love for you to accompany Kara to the city to help her with her dress for the ball." Cain said as he smirked at both Kara and Myra.

"Really?" Kara said as she bounced in her chair from excitement.

"Yes." Cain said pleased with Kara's reaction."Is that ok, Myra?"

"Wow, I really don't know what to say, Sir. You have shown me and my family so much kindness these past years." Myra said as her face became hot from shock and excitement."I accept your offer, though I still want to help around here."

"No need dear, I will find someone to replace you today. In fact, I want you and Kara to hire her for me. You ladies would be best suited to do this job more than I." He said as he pushed his now empty plate aside. He leaned back in his chair to get take in the looks both Kara and Myra were giving him. Such youth, joy and innocence he could see in both of them.

"Thank you!" Both Kara and Myra said in unison. They blushed as they coyly smiled at each other.

"I will see you young ladies at dinner, say 7:30pm?" Cain said as he got up and pushed in his chair.

"Sure thing, uncle! Can we take the car into the city after breakfast?" Kara said as she tried not to jump for joy from the news.

"I will have the car ready for you in an hour. I think that is enough time for you ladies to get ready?" Cain said as he smiling at them. It was so nice to have such joyful youth in his house again. The feeling of being young and free was something he longed for again.

"Great! Now we need to go get ready, Myra. Hurry!" Kara said jumping from her chair and running to hug her uncle. "Thank you so much, uncle. We won't let you down today either!"

Kara ran to the stairs quickly as Myra politely got up from her chair. As she walked towards Cain the tone had changed in the room. Cain eyed her as she slowly walked towards him; her long hair was flowing down from her shoulders. Her eyes pierced him as she lightly touched the table with her index finger all the way down to where he stood.

"You really don't have to do this, Cain." Myra said as she put her hand on his.

He wrapped his arms around her, sliding his right hand towards her ass and the left intertwining his fingers in her long lustrous hair."You know I want nothing more than to keep you around me. After all, you are my little pet, aren't you?" He said as he slapped her ass in a firm motion.

"Yes, Master. I am your pet, but, what about Kara?" She said as her ample ass stung under her lemon yellow dress.

"She will eventually figure out yours and her roles. This is why I need you to go with her to town, help her pick up a suitable ball gown. Maybe even some lingerie the gentlemen will like." He said as he bit into her pale neck, almost drawing blood. She moaned as he then slapped her ass again, grabbing it at the end then rubbing it.

"I will do whatever you want me to do, I am yours to command." She said as her pussy began to moisten from the pleasure and pain she was obediently receiving.

"Good, now run along and get ready for a day out. At 4pm I have some new recruits for you two to interview." He said as he let her go, licking his lips as adjusted her dress."You know what I am looking for; I know you won't let me down."

Myra nodded and turned away towards the big winding staircase to Kara's room. She could hear Kara rustling in the wardrobe trying to find the perfect outfit to wear out.

"Let me help you with that." Myra said as she brushed up against Kara who in her panties and night gown looked ravishing.

Myra pulled out a sleek black dress that would show off Kara's curves and matching high healed open toed shoes.

"Lovely, you know my style." Kara said as she took the dress and threw it on the bed."Can you help me out of this?" She said as she ran her slender fingers over her covered panties and breasts.

"You know I want to." Myra said as she made her way over to Kara who now sat on the edge of the bed.

She kneeled down taking the dress in between her fingers and slowly pulled it up. She pulled it over Kara's head, exposing her breasts and erect nipples that longed to be licked. She reached down and took the sides of Kara's black lace panties and slowly pulled them down. As she moved the lacey panties to her knees she stopped and pushed Kara on her back. She crawled on top of her and took her left breast into her mouth. She suckled away and bit on Kara's erect nipple which made her moan in pleasure.

"I would love to taste you right now." Myra said as she ran her finger down Kara's toned stomach and down her pink slit. Her finger ran up and down her pussy which made Kara moan even louder and squirm."But, we need to go to town, the car is waiting." With that Myra got up leaving Kara teased and longing for a tongue to lick her cunt. Myra knew the torment of not being pleased would make her orgasm better later after everyone went to bed.

"Oh I wish we didn't have to go right away." Kara stood up and sighed as she pulled up her panties."Maybe later then, Myra" She pulled Myra close and passionately kissed her as she reached under her lemon colored dress and slipped her hand into her panties. Kara could feel how moist Myra was, she knew they both wanted to fuck but couldn't. "Mmm, I love the taste of your pussy." Kara said as she licked her finger.

Now dressed, Kara and Myra left after saying goodbye to Cain. The car was sitting in the drive waiting to take them into town for their outing. Kara saw the men had pulled down the tree and were diligently working on the roof now. She noticed her uncle, Cain, was looking out from the window in his office. He waved at them as they both sat down in the car. Before the car left the drive she waved goodbye to Cain, he waved back then shut the curtains.

"This is going to be fun; you can take me to all the neat shops."Kara said as she took hold of Myra's hand.

"We can grab a bite to eat at a diner here in town. They make the best shakes and fries, you have to try them." Myra said as she squeezed Kara's hand. "That would be great, Myra." Kara said as she smiled at Myra. The day would be great she thought, however, she couldn't wait for tonight.... 



A New Life Begins Ch. 06



The car dropped the two young ladies off at the Nile, the largest, finest costume shop in town. The store was immense in size, windows lined the walls. The molding of the door was adorned with colorfully painted jester faces. As they proceeded to enter the store a haunting voice echoed 'Welcome' from a box next to the wall. The girls giggled as they walked to the counter and were greeted by a slender, handsome young Arabic man with deep brown eyes and soft charcoal colored hair.

"Welcome to the Nile, Ladies. Is there anything in particular you're looking for?" The handsome young Arabic man said as he looked both girls over, stopping on their beautiful faces and smirking a bit at Myra.

"We are looking for a Medieval or Elizabethan style costume. Do you by any chance have a few? "Kara said as she grabbed Myra's arm, pulling her close and not doubt exciting the young man.

"They are in the back next to the changing rooms. If you like, I can show you to them, or assist you in selecting an outfit." The young man said as he put his hands in his pants pockets, trying to keep his semi stiff cock down."My name is Malik; feel free to call me if you need me."

"Thank you, but we can find them ourselves. If we need any help I will be sure to yell."Myra said trying not to giggle. She and Kara could see that he was getting more excited as they began to walk away.

"Oh my dear Kara, your ass is so plump I just can't help myself." Myra said, puckering her lips as she grabbed Kara's ass while looking at Malik. She made sure he could see her in mid grab, hoping he would become more aroused than he already was. Nothing excited her more than a hidden viewer watching her and her lover fuck their brains out. This thought alone sent chills down her spine to her moist cunt. She thought they might give him a special viewing whilst they undressed.

Kara noticed the look Myra made to Malik; she decided she wanted to play along also. Before they were out of Malik's sight she stopped Myra dead in her tracks. She grabbed both of Myra's ass cheeks and pulled her close to passionately kiss her. "Your lips are so soft and moist."She said as she bit Myra's bottom lip."We can't forget your beautiful supple breasts either." Kara said as she groped Myra's breasts, tweaking her nipples in between her fingers.

"You're so bad; we need to stop before we give that boy a heart attack." Myra said as she pulled away from Kara's grasp. She waved at Malik as she led the way towards the back of the costume store.

The walls were lined with magnificent costumes of every genre and color. Golden lights wrapped around two great marble pillars positioned on each side of the room. In the center stood a polished beige mannequin draped in a burgundy satin dress. Pure white lights on a platform below illuminated the dress, obviously the treasure of the store. Kara's eyes were immediately drawn to the dress; she rushed over to look it over while dragging Myra by the hand who too was mesmerized by its beauty.

The dress was the perfect style for the ball Kara thought, Elizabethan no doubt. Layers of burgundy satin and ash black lace seemed to flow on the dress. The waist was adorned with a satin black ribbon that was tied in a seemingly perfect bow right above the small of the mannequins' back. Ash colored lace wrapped around the bust which drew into a sharp V, making the mannequins' bust appear larger than it was. The sleeves of the dress flowed freely just below the elbow, ash colored lace too trimmed the hem. The neck line drew from the top of the shoulders into a choker around the neck, a sparkling pear shaped crystal hung from a hook in the center.

Walking around Kara could see the back was the masterpiece of the dress. The fabric from the neck and shoulders drew into a sharp point down the middle of the shoulder blades and stopped at their bottom point and curved upwards. The bare back of the mannequin could be seen down to a sharp V just above the bow from the waist. The perfect cut out shape of a heart added to the sultry effect of the dress. Layers of puffed satin gathered just below the black ribbon bow and flowed down to the floor, giving the dress a most dramatic effect.

"It's perfect; I have to try it on!" Kara said as she reached out to touch the billowy skirt of the dress."Do you think it would look good on me?"

"The dress matches you perfectly, Kara!" Myra said as she motioned for Malik who had been ogling the girls."I will get that counter boy to take it down so you can try it on."

"Can I assist you with anything, ladies?" Malik said as he walked towards Kara and Myra, stopping a few feet from them.

"Yes, we would like for you to take the dress down so that she can try it on." Myra said as she pointed at the dress then to Kara who was now rubbing the skirt on her face.

"No problem at all."Malik said as he walked over to unhook the dress from the mannequin."This dress is our most prized possession, you made a wonderful choice." He said as he handed over the dress to Kara who was undoubtedly in awe from the sheer beauty of it."Changing rooms are to your left, just down the hall a bit." He said while pointing to where they were supposed to go.

"Thanks! Come on Myra, I need your help."Kara said as she took hold of Myra's hand, pulling her along to the changing rooms.

The changing rooms were the same style as the room before, pillars with lights wrapped around and beautiful decorative wallpaper. Statues of angels and demons lined the furthest wall; all the eyes made Kara feel uncomfortable. Their lifelike cold marble eyes pierced her, taunting her as she walked further in. She quickly walked over to one of the stalls and went in, closing the blue velvet curtain behind her.

As she undressed she imagined herself at the ball with the dress on. The men would be staring at her with lustful eyes and the women with jealousy that drove a stake in to their bitter hearts. There was no doubt how beautiful Kara was; just from the few people she had met here she could tell she would be hounded by the vast majority of the boys and men at her new school.

Slipping on the beautiful dress was an almost sexual feeling for her. The fabric caressed her voluptuous body, hugging the curves around her waist, ass and breasts. The sharp V on the front made her already buxom bosom appear larger and crown the top with cleavage. A hidden half corset shaped the stomach, waist and bosom of the dress. It pushed her breasts further up than they already were, almost reviling her perk nipples.

Kara poked her head out of the velvet blue curtain looking for Myra to help button her up."Myra? Where are you?" She yelled as she looked towards the door, no answer. She walked out a bit while she held what little she could of the back, keeping it closed so it would not drop." Where the bloody hell are you, Myra?" She said as she walked down the hall towards the costumes. Myra was standing next to Malik, their hands touching as he told her about the dress she held in her hands.

"It's pure satin and silk, one like your friends." He said as he touched the lacy hem of the dress."It's not as beautiful as the red one, but it would match your beauty just as that one does to her."He paused a moment as he looked over Myra's beautiful face. He leaned in, their lips almost touching as he caressed her faced with his soft, mocha colored hand. She kissed his palm as he pulled her back closer to him. Their lips touched ever so softly, this sent Kara into a fit.

"Myra! I have been calling and looking for you!" Kara said as she stomped out towards them. She could tell they were shocked to see her in such a rage."I need help with my dress, if you don't fucking mind." She pouted and turned back towards the hall, walking as fast as she could with her crossed arms and beet red face.

Myra followed behind leaving the handsome Arabic boy to walk alone back to his counter, hard cock pressing firmly on his tight pants.

"What the fuck were you doing with him? I thought we were just messing with him?" Kara said as she plopped down onto a sofa near one of the eerie statues. "I thought we had something going, but I guess not." Still cross armed she stared Myra down, her eyes showing her rage.

"Look, we had a great night the other night, but you don't own me." Myra said walking towards Kara, she kneeled down, placing her hands on Kara's crossed legs.

"Oh so what, I was nothing more than a good lay to you?" Kara said as hot tears began to flow from her now saddened eyes."We have no connection? Nothing at all?" Her voice began to break as her throat clenched.

"We haven't established anything yet, Kara."Myra rubbed Kara's now shaking legs."Sex is fun, flirting is fun. I already have a master, I can never be yours or you mine unless we are given to each other." Myra sat next to her, rubbing her back as she wiped the tears from Kara's eyes." Do you understand?"

"Master? What the fuck are you talking about?" Her sadness suddenly stopped and rage filled her again."I thought you just said you couldn't be owned by anyone, now you have a master?" Mad, she pushed Myra off of her and stood up, walking to the center of the room.

"It's complicated, you will find out eventually. Let's just calm down right now, ok?" Myra stood up and walked towards the door."The dress looks great on you, buy it. I think I will go, you need to cool off. You're acting like a spoiled child who isn't getting their way." Halfway out the door Myra looked into Kara's piercing eyes, shock and sadness took over Kara's beautiful face. "I will see you at your uncle's house for the interviews. Goodbye, Kara." With that she left the room, leaving Kara in disbelief.

Kara just stood there for several minutes in complete shock. She had never been called spoiled before; in fact she had never seen such luxury like this. Was she quick to judge her and Myra's relationship, if there was one at all? She thought she royally fucked up; she needed to apologize to Myra. There was nothing she could do right now, Myra was gone.

Kara changed into her clothes slowly, reliving the events that had just happened and questioning the reason behind her childish actions. She hoped Myra would forgive her; she did not want to lose her friendship. Kara was still confused by what Myra said." How could she be owned by someone?" She thought to herself as she slipped on her shoes.

Walking back to the counter Kara could see Malik sitting on a stool, his face was obviously upset by what conspired.

"Everything alright?" He said as he stood up, walking hesitantly towards her, hoping she wouldn't lash out at him.

"No, nothing is alright." She said as she placed the dress on counter. "I fucked up, I hope she doesn't hate me." Kara's face told everything, tears began to well up in her eyes."I am sorry I acted like that, to you and to her."

"There is nothing to be sorry about." He said, placing the dress in an elegant black box."There are things you do not know about Myra and I, we have history together. In fact, my brother once owned her sister." He said as he placed the black box in a big brown bag and handed it to her.

"Owned her sister? What do you mean by that?" Kara said as she took out the envelope filled with cash."Myra said something about being owned too." As she handed him the money for the dress a weird look came over his face.

"You don't know about the circle?" He said pausing for a moment, making sure he didn't blurt out information he shouldn't.

"Circle? What circle are you talking about?" She said with a puzzled look on her face as she took her change from him."What does a circle have to do with slavery?"

A sudden fear came over him; he thought he said too much."Nothing, it doesn't matter. You heard nothing from me; please do not tell anyone what I told you." His face grew pale; his breathing became erratic as he backed away from her.

"Ok..."She said as she started walking backwards towards the door."Your secret is safe with me." She looked him over, he obviously was scared to death about the information he leaked to her. She didn't understand, nor did she know what to think about everything. All she knew is Myra left, leaving her feeling guilty with thoughts of her childish actions. She hoped Myra would forgive her... 



A New Life Begins Ch. 07



Dim lights flickered overhead as Cain walked deeper into the abandoned warehouse. 

In the distance, laughing could be heard from several men. As Cain walked closer to the scarcely painted wooden door he adjusted his shirt, unbuttoning his top three buttons due to heat discomfort. Several men turned to face him as he entered the brightly lit room. Everyone greeted with handshakes and friendly hugs before sitting down around a large oak circular table. The room grew quiet as everyone settled down, waiting for Cain to speak. 

"Let me just start off by saying thank you for coming on such short notice." Cain said as he unbuttoned the cuffs on his crisp shirt. "As you all know, the issue with Mitchell and his mistress, Roslyn is being taken care of." He motioned for the young man standing near the bar in the back of the room to bring him a drink. 

"Aside from that incident and the recent weather issues I believe everything is going according to plan." Gulping down the scotch Cain could see a few of the men were uneasy about the capture of their fellow comrade. 

"Cain, I mean no disrespect when I say this, but do you know for sure it was Mitchell?" Jacob said as he rustled his wet hair." Could David be wrong?" Jacob's face grew pale as he looked directly into Cain's eyes.

Cain saw the worried looks on his associates' faces, he did not want to upset them, but he didn't want to hide the truth from them either. "David has no reason to lie to me about Mitchell." He said in a somber tone, trying not to seem angry or upset."There is more than enough evidence to support this claim. Unless anyone has new information about this, nothing will be changed about it." He looked them over; the feeling of concern was heavy in the air."If you all feel that Mitchell didn't do this I will put their punishment on hold. I will give each of you a week gather evidence to clear their names. After that, well, they will not see mercy from me." The tone in his voice changed. He was angry, his comrades were second guessing his decision about the little rat and his whore. If they couldn't come up with a suspect in the next week they too would pay."Are we all in agreement?" Cain said, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms as the men shook their heads in agreement. 

"Thanks so much, Cain." Jacob said as he wiped sweat from his brow.

"No problem at all, Jacob."Cain reached for his scotch, downing it to ease some of the stress he was feeling."Now, let's get to the upcoming ball. Has everything been taken care of with our guests and their company? "He motioned the bartender for another drink as he unbuttoned two more buttons on his shirt, revealing slightly grayed chest hairs.

"Everything is going as planned, sir." Gavin, a slender thirty something Italian man said as he pulled out a beige folder from the black briefcase that sat at his side. "We have arranged for a special guest to join us as well. All that is left is that everyone purchases their outfits and show up." He said as he ran his slender fingers ran though his immaculate black hair. His eyes searched over the file in the beige folder he pulled from the briefcase."One more thing though, Cain," His voice broke in a fearful tone."We do not know about the current situation with Amihad. We've contacted his people, no word yet on the peace deal." He loosened the tie that seemed to choke up, making it easier for him to breathe.

The look on Cain's face showed his concern to his men, he was fearful. Amihad had been one of their closest allies, now he didn't know if they were friends or foes. The bitter fight over one of Amihad's slaves, June, broke their friendship apart. Cain only hoped this ball and their meeting could patch things up. 

"Keep trying, please." Cain said as took a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the sweat off his brow. "Everything depends on us reconciling, if that doesn't happen I don't know what will happen to the council." 

"Understood, I will keep trying to get in contact with Amihad." Gavin said as he took out a very small, mother of pearl encrusted container. Cocaine filled the container almost to the brim; obviously it was used a lot. 

"Good," Cain said as he motioned the bar boy to him."I have a present for everyone. Cain whispered in the young man's ear, the boy nodded and went off into a back room. 

He emerged holding a long black rope that was attached to the collar of a young woman. She had small breasts, light pink nipples and dirty blonde hair that touched her shoulders. Dark brown leather cuffs adorned her wrists and ankles, a matching collar fully covered her neck. The black spiked heels she wore made it hard for her to walk, the blindfold didn't help either.

"What a lovely surprise for us, Cain!" A voice said as the young woman was slowly pulled to the center of the room."String her up, Samuel." The voice said again as Samuel, the bartender, took the long black rope from her collar. Samuel took each of her hands, locking them in handcuffs chained on the wall. Her legs were kept free from the bonds on the floor. Still blindfolded her body began to shiver with anticipation of what might happen. 

"Everyone, this is Kylie. She's a gift from our good friends in London." Cain said as he walked towards the crowd now gathered around Kylie."They have graciously sent her to us for training. You might recognize her; she is after all the Prime Minister's daughter."

The crowd eagerly drew closer to Kylie's naked, vulnerable body.  Her hands clenched the chains that bound her to the dark brick walls. It felt like a dozen hands reaching out to grope her perky breasts, tweaking the nipples as others rand hands down her body. Her breathing quickened as hands grabbed her ass, parting the cheeks, probing the tight hole that was hidden. 

"Owe!" She whimpered as clamps were firmly attached to her erect nipples. The sensation made her lose her balance, only the chains held her up. 

"What a dirty one you are." A voice said as fingers ran over her sparse public hair."You want me to finger fuck you, don't you?" The man said as he ran two fingers over her slit, stopping to part her now moistened lips. "So you do like it, your cunt's juices are dripping down my fingers." Tears ran down her face, she sobbed uncontrollably, muttering something he couldn't understand. "Don't worry, you will enjoy this." His fingers lightly played with her clit. She moaned. "Tell me you want it. I want to hear you say fuck me." He whispered in her ear as he plunged one finger into her tight wet hole. She squirmed as he finger fucked her pussy.

"I... I want you to fuck me." She said so that everyone could hear. 

His head was on her cunt now, flicking her clit with his tongue as two fingers moved swiftly into her pussy. "Don't stop, I am about to cum!" He quickened his tongue movement as he felt her pussy walls clench his fingers. She let out a great moan as her orgasm took over her body. His mouth now suckled her clit as he rubbed his fingers on her precious G-Spot. 

"Lift her legs up." The man ordered. His tongue probed her wet cunt, licking up all of her sweet juices. She moaned as his tongue ran over her sensitive clit, making her squirm. He grasped her legs tighter as he tongue fucked her wet hole. "Such a sweet pussy, I hope you fuck as good as you taste." The sound of his belt buckle being undone aroused her. She wanted to get fucked, hard, as several men watched and grouped her naked body. 

His hard cock touched her body as he probed her mouth with his tongue. "You taste that? That's your pussy juice. I want you to taste what dirty little slut tastes like." She licked her lips; the taste was something she had never had before. "You like it, don't you? Don't worry, you will get to taste someone else's juicy pussy soon enough." His fingers ran over her pussy again, she was dripping wet now, ready to be fucked. 

His hands grabbed her hips, pulling her close, as her back pressed against the cold brick wall. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her mun as he wrapped his arms tightly around her slender legs. 

"Tell me you want it." He whispered in her ear. 

"I want you to fuck me, please." Her voice was soft; her body gave in to her desire to be fucked by this man she couldn't see, only feel.

With one hand he pushed his cock down her wet pussy, stopping to play with the clit with his head before he fucked her sweet pussy hole. "Your pussy is very wet my dear, I can see your slutty desire won't be a problem later on." His head was resting halfway in her cunt hole, ready to fuck her senseless. "You will enjoy this, you little slut." He drove his hard cock deep into her tight, wet cunt, making her moan in ecstasy. Hands from both sides groped her breasts, pinching the nipples hard, causing great pain to her."Oh you like this don't you." He said, fucking her harder and faster, driving deeper into her cunt. 

"Yes! Yes! Fuck me, fuck me hard!" She said as the height of her orgasm sent her body into rhythmic spasms. 

Her orgasms gripped onto his hard cock, begging it to spill his seed in her cunt. "Loosen the chain." He instructed as the chain that bound her handcuffs to the wall was unhooked. "Good, that's enough."She had felt the weight of the chain on her aching hands and arms as he let go of her legs. "Suck my cock! I know you want to taste my seed in your mouth." 

She dropped to her knees obediently, eager to take his cock in her mouth. "Good girl! You will do nicely if you keep this up." She searched quickly for his hard cock with her hands; it was massive in size, thick from shaft to head and uncut. Her right hand wandered down to his balls, cupping them in her hand. She gently began to stoke his cock with her left as she massaged his balls. 

"Very good, now take my cock in your mouth." She obeyed her master, taking his massive erect cock in her willing mouth. Her tongue roughly grazed his head, licking and suckling it. The taste of his precum and her pussy juices excited her. She had never known such a feeling, such pleasure from being a man's plaything. 

He ran his fingers through her hair, grabbing a handful as he proceeded to force her mouth father down on his hard cock. He skull fucked, not giving her much time to breathe between each forceful shove down his cock. "Oh god, yes suck on the head, I am about to cum!" His head began to throb as his seed shot into her hot, wet mouth. She eagerly swallowed his load as she suckled his head. The tip of her tongue traced circles around his head as the last spurt dripped into her mouth.

"What a fine cocksucker you are. I am sure the rest of the men here will make that sweet little pussy and mouth sore." He said as he slapped his now semi-hard cock on her face and mouth.

"Tell me, do you want to see who fucked you? Well, who all will be fucking you now too for that matter."

"Yes, I want to see the faces of the men who will fuck me senseless." She said, still licking her lips, enjoying his salty taste. 

He untied the blindfold, reviling several men to her, cocks hard and ready to fuck her sweet little pussy."Oh my!" She gasped as two men helped her up off the ground, moving her to the table in the center of the room. 

"I will leave you gentlemen to it." He said as he grabbed his pants off the dusty floor."You my dear will have a great deal of fun fucking my friends tonight. And when that sweet little pussy of yours can take no more you will be free to sleep. Tomorrow we will start your training." His hands brushed over her soft face as the men circled around the table, removing the chairs. He tucked in his shirt as two men fondled her perky tits while another was between her legs, eating her fucked cunt.

"Thank you, Cain." A man standing on the left side said as he stroked his hard cock while rubbing Kylie's clit.

"Goodnight gentlemen." Cain said as walked away, closing the door behind him. ... 



A New Life Begins Ch. 08



As Kara approached her uncle's humongous sand colored mansion, she could see the wreckage that had been scattered across the yard was now burning in a towering blazing bonfire. All about her uncle's workers were diligently fixing golden wired bows on the tall pines that lined the drive. Every now and then a whip of wind would blow their dainty ends vigorously through the chilling air. 

Two petite maids quickly fastened bows, bells, and hanging leaves from the arbor that stood high above the entrance in front of the heavily decorated door on the right wing of the mansion. Their black skirts swayed violently in the wind, near coming above their waists when horrible gusts pelted them.

Kara's mind was near frantic; the day's events drove her mind through different scenarios of meeting Myra again. Would she hate her for being frank? Would she forgive her for what was said, and her hasty responses and her jealousy? 

The car came to a stop abruptly at the end of the drive; Kara braced herself for what was to come. After their fight and now having to pair up to interview potential maids, gave Kara a smarting headache. The tension built as the chauffeur promptly gathered her bag, walking quickly towards the door, leaving Kara lagging behind. 

She rubbed her forehead, feeling ever so faint as a whirlwind of sand and leaves played carefree to her right. She looked up and saw Myra at the window to her right, sipping a cup of tea. She waved to her softly, not to seem upset. Suddenly, flashes of light filled her eyes, stars danced gaily around as if a ballet was put on and her eyes were the stage. She felt faint. A feverish chill ran through her body, nausea crippled her stomach. Without hesitation her body gave way, dropping her to the pale gravel of the drive, losing consciousness as her head forcibly hit last....

A cold splash of water woke Kara; droplets ran down her pale face as she looked nervously around the room. There stood Cain, Myra and two of her uncle's men. The expression on Myra's face startled Kara, she was scared. The room was quiet, too quiet in fact. They all looked her over as Cain paced around, arms firmly grasping his hips.

"Wha..." Kara said as she slowly sat up, grabbing her head. "What happened to me?" Her head was pounding, as was her heart. 

"You fainted, my dear." Cain nervously sat next to Kara, his arm firmly wrapping around her petite frame. "Don saw you fall to the ground, we rushed outside to carry you in. Are you alright?" His strong hand, almost harshly, rubbed her back in a wide circular pattern.

"My head was tensing as we pulled into the drive. I saw flashes of light and felt rather queasy, then... I don't know what happened." Her elbow throbbed of pain; she rubbed and found a tender spot covered in bandages. A sharp jab on her side sent her screeching, she grasped her ribs, no doubt bruised from the fall. "I feel somewhat ok now, just a little bruised." 

"Here, let me get you an ice pack and some medicine for that headache." Myra said as she lovingly touched Kara's shoulder.

"Thank you, Myra." Kara rested her head on Cain's chest, his heart was a flutter. Her hands firmly grasped the sore spot on her side as he head still throbbed with pain. "I guess everything going on must be stressing me out," She paused; Cain's men left the room as Myra rushed back in. A bottle of aspirin, ice pack and tall glass of tea sat on the silver tray Myra carried. "Or, it could be from me not eating so much today. I think I need something to eat."

"Here you are, love." Myra sat the polished silver tray on the small oak table near Kara. 

Her hands skillfully opened the aspirin bottle, gently removing two pills and handing them to Kara. Her touch was soft, sincere; she obviously wanted to help Kara and make her feel better. The tall glass of tea was next, ice cubes swam around, glinting when light hit them. It was refreshing, sweet and cold, it hit the spot. Kara washed the two pills down, leaving no trace of tea in the tall glass. She suckled on a small cube of ice, rubbing it over her voluptuous lips. "I've called the interviews off for today, I want you to rest, Kara." Cain said, patting her back lightly as he stood up. His strong hands quickly entered the slits of his pants, stretching the pockets. 

"Oh Cain, you don't have to do that!" Kara's voice broke unevenly. Her palms began to sweat as her head tensed with throbbing pain. The medicine couldn't work fast enough it seemed. "I want to do this for you, uncle. Please let me do this for you, I am fine, really."

"No!" Cain's voice was stern yet loving. The expression on his well aged face shown great concern for Kara's well being, not of anger. "You will rest for today as I said, next week I will have you and Myra interview the ladies. Now, go eat, I will have Barbara whip you up a batch of fresh food." Cain motioned Kara towards the dining area; fresh bread was being set out.

Kara sighed, her mind was still racing, but her body was telling her to eat. "If you insist, Cain." Kara languidly walked towards the dining room. She sat vapidly down in her big chair, sighing once again...

After dinner Kara, still quite sluggish, walked tirelessly up the winding mahogany stairs towards her room. Myra had already started a deliciously hot bath for her before she left, a relief for sure.

Kara stood naked in front of the statuesque mirror, observing the bruises left on her body. A bruise near two inches in both width and length rested itself on her tender right ribs. Her hands ran over her supple breasts, stopping to caress the already erect nipples. Something was different in her, she thought. A drastic change was made today with Myra, feelings she thought were there really never were. Sadness crept over her, she felt even weaker.

Her long luscious legs slipped into the hot bubble bath. The smooth silky water eased the pain of her tender ribs. It itched at her aching elbow, stinging the open cut as she removed the bandages.

Kara took a small plush towel from the faucet, rubbing soap deep into the fabric. She softly rubbed her aching body, almost massaging her limbs with the towel. Her nipples ached, as did her nether mouth. 

A weird feeling came over her, she liked the attention Myra gave her, yet hated her for not being hers. She wanted to explore different things with her, different sexual feelings. The bud between her soft folds throbbed as illicit fantasies swept over Kara. Her mind played out what she might do to Myra if she had another chance.

"A master..." Kara thought of what Myra had said earlier. Was it true she was owned by someone? To be their slave, for both pleasure and possibly pain. A quiver of excitement filled her aching body. If what Myra said was true, maybe, one day she might know the same thing?

Visions of toys, paddles, crops and chains played in Kara's mind as she lay rubbing her young body in the luxurious bath... 

A dozen men surrounded her naked flesh as she stood helpless against the bitter cold stone wall of some secret dungeon. Hands groped her supple young breasts, harshly pinching and pulling her tender nipples. Her hands were bound in shackles above her head; a heavy steel chain hung from a pillar firmly holding the shackles in place. 

"You've been a naughty little pet, haven't you?" A tall slender shadowy figure whispered in her ear softly as he played with her parted nether lips. His strong middle finger pushed deep inside her moist cunt as his thumb roughly rubbed her pleasure mound. 

"Yes, Master." Her own voice was foreign to her. 

Fingers ran over her soft young body as mouths and tongues suckled on her bare breasts. The fingers driving into her tight pussy slowed their pace, rubbing her whole area before going away. A sharp slap to her face shook her frightfully, as her eyes pierced into the shadowy figures face. 

"You need proper education; you're far too spoilt for a slave." The man dressed in dark robes snapped his fingers, instantly the men that hungrily surrounded her moved aside. 

A man fitted with a white mask, bare chest and tight black slacks approached her. His strong arms took hold of her bare body, lifting her off the ground. His left hand searched for the hook that held her steel chain, taking it down and holding it to his side. He flung her over his right shoulder, her long red hair dangling down to the small of his back. Her supple young backside was pinched and spanked as he carried her to a platform, which held a turntable in the center. He gently placed her on her knees, taking the chain over the ledge at which her arms would rest. 

"Move, and put your face on this pillow. There, that's it, chin up high!" He wound the chain into a circle, strapping it to a stake just below her knees. This forced her arms almost painfully over the edge, scrapping the wood. "Spread those lovely long legs apart, as wide as you can and don't move them." He forced her legs wide, almost making her squat. Her round ass was parted for all to see, her pubis showing the lovely folds under her curly hair. 

"I shall now teach you a thing or two about being a good little slave. There is no use for spoiltness here; you are nothing but an object of desire and pain." The shadowy figure loomed over head, his fingers firmly wrapped around her long red hair. "You will keep your mouth shut, or I will make it far worse for you. Move those thick young hips for them, we want a show." His tone was harsh and demanding. Yet, Kara felt her cunt becoming all the more moist with each command he gave. "The only things I want to see or hear from you are your whimpers and see streaks of tears pour down that pretty little face of yours. Do you understand?" He smacked her ample ass with his strong hand, leaving a slight tinge of red shaped like his fingers.

Kara nodded; hot tears fell freely from her angelic face. The shadowy man in black moved the turntable to the men now resting on their bottoms. She was positioned to where they could both see her ample breasts and bottom and her beautiful face. 

The shadowy figure reached into his robe, pulling out a good sized sleek paddle. It was adorned with emeralds on the handle and gilded with gold. Kara could not make out the design on the front of it, but it too must be elegant. 

A hot flash of pain filled Kara's ample bottom as the first lash made contact with her. Fresh salty tears sprung from her eyes as the pain spread over her body. Again came the cruel sound of the paddle making contact with her bottom. Her hips moved at each hit, as she closed mouth whimpered in agony. Her face flushed hot with pain as her master soundly paddled her bottom. 

Her sobs took over the room as the men watched. Her master stopped for a moment, reaching under to her pubis and touching the wetness of her. Pleased with her wetness he replaced the harsh paddle with a small crop. But, before he started he snapped at the same man who flung her over his shoulder to bring him a small white case that stood atop an altar. Her master unfastened the lock that kept it closed, reaching in to grasp a small yet thick phallus.

Kara's eyes widened at seeing the thick phallus. "What is he going to do?" She thought as her master skillfully applied some gel over its sleek shape.

Before she could brace herself the phallus was plunged deep into her tight anus. She loudly screamed in terror as the phallus was pushed in and out of her ass. 

"There, now we can continue." Her master moved towards her face, bending down to grasp it with his fingers. She could make out his eyes, azure, but very cold. "You will keep that pretty little mouth shut, or I will have to shove a dick down your throat. Do you understand?" Kara nodded her head as tear stung her eyes. "Good," He moved behind her, pushing harshly on the phallus that filled her ass. "You will be a beautiful shade of pink before I am done with you. Welts will blister your porcelain backside, it will hurt, and you will love it." He touched her aching round ass, no doubt welts already began to show."And do you know why I know you will love it?" Kara felt his hand slap her nether lips, pinching them together playfully. "Because your tight little cunt is showing how much you love it."

"Could I really be enjoying this?" Kara thought to herself. It was true her pussy was wet, more than usual it seemed. Maybe the pain was the only pleasure she would receive? How could she feel this way while someone openly hurt her bottom and anus? A new sensation filled her, submission. She knew why she felt this way, she wanted to submit to her masters every desire and please him, even if it mean her backside being put to a test.

Her master pulled her legs wider than before, making her arch her back like a cat. Tears filled her eyes; much like the thick black phallus filled her tight ass. 

A crack of the crop on Kara's bare back sent her plunging forward. She gritted her teeth to keep from opening her luscious lips and crying out loud. The crop lashed at her feet, thigh, calves and bottom. Red marks swelled all over her body, giving her a beautiful pink glow. The phallus rocked with each movement of her hips, keeping her fully aware of its presence. Her master, now turning to her chest, struck at her ample breasts. The leather violently licked her tender nipples, making them all the more erect and red. Her stomach too was not untouched as stripes of pink flesh swelled from the crop. 

Kara was frantic, yet her pussy was at a heightened sense, the moisture from it flowed down her thighs. Her aching clitoris throbbed as her master playfully struck at it, rubbing it with the tip of the crop. She was pleasing him, she hoped. Her body was filled with new sensations, heightening every breath she took and every touch her master gave her...

The phone rang loudly, abruptly halting Kara's fantasy. Her body ached as she pulled the drain stopper with her big toe. Her nipples were hard as a rock as she dried them with a towel. She ran her slender fingers over her slit; it was very moist and ready for any mouth or cock to take it. 

"I wish Myra was here, she could put an end to the misery between my legs." Kara put on a plush terry cloth robe and headed for her bed. She lay naked under her soft silky covers thinking about her fantasy. Why did she like the thought of both pleasure and pain? Maybe it was the pleasing she wanted to do, or the pain of being a master's slave, to succumb to his every whim. Regardless of what it was, she felt she must explore this new curiosity with someone, hopefully it was Myra.... 



A New Life Begins Ch. 09



Kylie lay stark naked on a plush down bed, covered with a thin pink silk sheet. The fabric tormented her tender flesh, itching the welts still sore from the days and nights before. 

Soft amber colored light filled the large room as moonlight flickered through high windows that lined the walls. Her eyes still blurred from sleep adjusted themselves on a young man sitting naked by a blazing fireplace. 

She yawned as she stretched her arms fully out while arching her back like a cat. 

"Oh good, you're awake." The handsomely rugged young man said as he crawled on his hands and knees towards Kylie. 

"How long have I been asleep?" Kylie's hand brushed over her soft legs, stopping on the thick silver cuffs firmly attached to her petite ankles.

"Probably about 12 hours I would say. You looked dreadfully tired when they brought you here." His strong masculine right hand reached for a short, fat, silver pitcher sitting on the oak nightstand beside Kylie. His left searched swiftly under the bed beneath Kylie's sore feet, finally reaching his target, a large mirror basin. 

"Put your feet in, I will thoroughly wash them for you." His strong hand reached for her dainty feet, softly placing them in the basin. 

The slow flow of cool water calmed Kylie's aching feet. "Oh gosh, that feels sooooooooo good!" Kylie arched her back as he scrubbed her feet with a puffy beige sponge. 

"Tell me," He said as his hands glided over her luscious legs, the cool water raising chill bumps on her calves. "Where are you from?"

Dazed and fully enjoying this delicious treat, Kylie snapped back into reality as the handsome young man's hands dried her feet and legs off with a plum colored towel. "Oh, um I am from England."

"Ah, I figured as much with the accent." He stood, throwing the soft plush towel onto the hard wooden floor. 

Kylie's eyes widened as the flicker of light from the sultry fire danced over his muscularly toned body. He was tall, near 6 foot, very slender and much defined by the grooves and cuts of his ample muscles. His face was strong, jaw thick with aristocratically high cheek bones. "He must be from a rich family." Kylie thought to herself. She studied his large bedroom eyes, cyan, glinting as the flicker of light danced around the room. His hair was soft, the color of spun hay and shimmered as fiercely as his eyes.

"Perfect." She said aloud, barely audible but still, the young handsome man could make out the word.

A sharp grin came over his handsome face. "So, you think I'm perfect do you?" He kneeled, parting her legs, making her tremble and both excitement and fear. She still was ever so sore from the days before. 

"No, "She whimpered, her body shaking as his hands glided over her form. "Please...please stop!" His soft lips caressed her bare neck. His long thick tongue traced down her chest, she shivered, arching her back involuntarily. His tongue traced over her scrumptious stomach, he stopped just before the patch of hair above her glistening puffy labia.

"I won't hurt you." His voice was soft, nonthreatening. "All I ask is that I can please you, being that you've been the object of pleasure for so many over the last few days. I promise I will not force you to do anything you do not wish to do." His eyes pierced her, calming her, forcing her to succumb to his desire to pleasure her.

Kylie lay back on her elbows, eying the handsome man kneeling before her, his hand lightly playing with her sparse pubic hair. "Wha...what is your name?" Her voice broke unevenly; her heartbeat thudded heavily in her chest as his fingers glided over her slit.

"Cole." He said without taking his eyes over her beautiful slit. His fingers probed slightly into her supple folds, revealing a thick pool of moisture escaping her tight hole. "She resists, and yet she is enjoying this. What a quick learner she is." His thoughts almost escaped him, the grin on his face made Kylie ponder what he was thinking about. 

Without warning he slid two of his fingers deep inside her warm nether mouth. She gasped and whimpered as his fingers toyed with her illusive G spot. He buried his face deep into her mound, flicking his thick tongue on her erect clit. Her juices flowed over his long fingers, easing their presence in her tight womb. His mouth sucked harshly on her clit, making a sharp *POP* sound as he withdrew. 

Kylie was swarmed with sensations as Cole lapped hungrily at her juices. His tongue probed her nether mouth, making her gush hot, sweet cum all over his face as her orgasm fully enveloped her. He gasped the chilling air perfumed with the scent of charred wood and the musky scent of Kylie's pussy filled his lungs. 

His hands grasped her thighs, forcing them wide apart and down close to her chest. "Beautiful." He thought while wiping her juices from his mouth, as he stared down at her moist cunt. It was the perfect shade of pink, like the color of a blush rose, darkening to a deeper shade of pink on her outer labia. It glistened in the soft light, as moisture escaping her tight nether mouth dripped down the cleft of her ass.

He thought of driving his rock hard cock into her tight wet hole, but brushed it aside knowing she was more than sore from her ordeal. 

"Wow," Kylie stretched back on the soft down bed, her heart fluttering in her chest from the excitement. "That was amazing!" Her hands rubbing playfully over her flushed body.

"Thanks." Cole said with a rather arrogant smirk on his face. She looked almost perfect to him laying there naked, the light catching her curves. "You need to rest some more now; they probably will be coming for you anytime." 

He pulled a thick lamb's wool blanket down from the long shelf high above her bed. He shook the khaki colored blanket and carefully draped it over her naked body.

"Cole," She paused, searching for the right question to ask. "Am I ever going to be free from this horrid place?" 

"Well," His eyes stared deep into her eyes; she seemed like a scared little doe. He couldn't help but feel sad for her; he knew the torture of being someone's slave. "It all depends on your Master's or Mistresses. If they want to keep you for a few months they can, if they want you for years they can do that too." He sat beside her, rubbing her covered stomach."Who told you that you had to come here?" 

"I was taken when while I was asleep in my bed at my parent's house for the holidays." Tears swelled in her eyes, as her voice cracked. That night was all too real for her, the masked men in jet black suits, the long drive to some abandoned building overlooking the docks. She wondered if her father even knew if she were gone, or if he was looking for her. 

"Oh," He knew what happened but didn't have the heart to tell her. "Her parents, probably her father, sent her to these men as a bargaining deal. Poor girl." He thought as he looked her over, caressing her stomach over the lamb's wool blanket. "I'm sure your parents are looking for you, don't worry. They can't harm you physically; just train you like they have."

Tears streamed down her face, their warmth was quickly cooled by the chilled air; the fire had died to burnt charcoal and cinders. She didn't know what was to become of her. All that she knew and loved was gone, replaced by masked men who invaded her private spots and caused her great pain. She wanted to die, no; she wanted to be free from this place. 

A sudden bash on the door sent Cole flying to his bed across from Kylie's. 

Two stocky men dressed in black leather, their vests adorned with silver studs and metal chain that swayed as they walked in. They glanced over towards Cole, then to Kylie. The smaller of the two walked swiftly towards her bed, ripping the covers violently off her as he grabbed her left arm, pulling her to her knees on the hard floor.

He pulled out a long leash attached to a black studded collar from behind his back; its looped end fell to the floor, making a now familiar sound. Her chin was forced up harshly as he attached the collar to her neck; its thick rough leather itched at her skin. She whimpered in protest as he withdrew tiny silver clamps from his pocket, each one adorned with small anvil weights. She didn't mind the harshness of the collar too much, the weights however, tormented her. They pulled on her sensitive pink nipples, making her breasts feel heavy as they jiggled when she moved. 

"What a lovely little pet you are, it's too bad what they plan to do to you." His voice was deeper than any man she knew, it matched his brute looking appearance perfectly. 

He gave a little yank with the leash; Kylie dropped her hands to the floor and proceeded to kiss her present master's feet. 

His face lit up with a smug grin as he patted her head in an approving manner. "Come now, no time for brazen little affections, they've been waiting for you." 

She bowed her head in utter shame; this was too much for her to endure. She was helpless in their hands, the hands of her Masters and Mistresses. They played with her, causing her endless swarms of pleasure and pain. Their crops lashed out at her tender thighs and bottom, producing a most beautiful cheery tone to her flesh. Men and women both enjoyed her for pleasure, forcing her to please them whilst someone invaded her orifices. Her thoughts took hold of her, she panicked. 

In a sudden act of rebelliousness she stood, yanking the leash from her carriers hands and ran towards the door. 

The first man snagged her before she could escape the room. She flailed and kicked about as the second man grabbed her legs, closing them shut and bringing them to her chest. 

"What feisty little girl you are. How about we hog tie you and present you to your Masters that way?"A man outside the room called as he walked towards the open door, carrying a very long, thin but wide purple rope like ribbon. He handed it to the second man holding her feet as he smacked her bottom soundly with his palm. 

The second man quickly bound her feet together with the rope, avoiding the metal anklets for now. She was stood on her feet; her hands were forced behind her back and tied in the same manner. 

She was forced to the ground by a sharp smack from the first man's hand on her back, his foot pressed painfully on her spine as she laid belly to the floor. The second man looped the rope between the rings of her anklets and cuffs, drawing them close together and causing her to bend upwards in great pain. 

Once satisfied, the two men forced a long golden rod down through under the binds that held her. The first man smacked her face harshly, causing her cheeks to burn bright red. He shoved a small candy red apple in her mouth; the gaping of it hurt her jaw immensely. It was as the other man said, she was hog tied. 

Cole watched as Kylie was carried out of the room like a staked pig. He couldn't help but notice the pure beauty before him, as tears ran down her soft pained cheeks. 

Her innocence and rebelliousness caused his cock to jump with excitement. "Oh how I would love to shove my cock in her while she's tied like that."He thought. His strong right hand rubbed over the tip of his erect cock, spreading the tiny droplets of moisture around. 

Cheers could be heard even in the slave halls from the large crowd gathered in the ceremony room. Cole could make out the head Master's voice, and one word caught his ear, Charles. "Oh no!" He said aloud before covering his mouth. 

Charles was a fine and loyal slave; he lavished himself in causing slave girls to squeal in pain as his very large cock forced its way in to each of their offices while he brutalized their breasts and ass cheeks with a paddle. The head Master always loved to use him to punish disobedient little slaves, such a devilish and smart man he was. 

Cole feared for Kylie, he knew she was in for a long and painful night...