Bindings of Pleasure

Chapter 16: Vallerie's reward

Corantin entered Vallerie's cell. The girl meekly kneeled before him, waiting for him to restrain her as usual. Instead, he unlocked the heavy metal collar around her neck. It slid off her back before hitting the floor with a loud clang.

"Huh!" she shrieked when the metal collar left her neck. "Why did you do this?"

"Why? Your actions, today, prove it's no longer required," matter-of-factly, replied the lord.

As he said that he lowered his pants and presented his dick to Vallerie.

"Use you boobs today."

Vallerie complied without a complain, proving Corantin point yet again. He kept his mouth shut and let the girl work. In the three weeks, she had become pretty skilled at giving service not just with her mouth but also her boobs.

She was deftly moving her love mound up and down in unison giving him plenty of pleasure. Every so often, she would mix it up by grinding her boobs in oppositive directions instead or took out her tongue and gave the gland a few licks. Pleased, Corantin kept silent and let the girl service him. He only broke the silence when he sensed his climax approaching.

"I'm coming drink it all."

Not wanting to waste time having the girl clean herself, he ordered her to take everything in her mouth. As she gobbled up everything, Vallerie could not stop herself from showing her fondness for the taste, licking the thread that splashed on her lips.

Corantin fixed his clothes and addressed the girl kneeling in front of him.

"Present your neck,"

Confused from the order, the girl, nonetheless, obeyed and extended her neck towards the man.

"Move your hairs out of the way."

Once again, she obeyed without a word. He grabbed her long flowing hairs into a ponytail and left her neck naked. Corantin take out a leather collar and clasped it around her exposed neck.

Once the collar was fitting on her, Vallerie let go of her hairs while keeping her neck extended towards Corantin. Satisfied, the lord grabbed a leash and attached it to his slave, and she went on all fours.

"No need to walk on all fours today. You can walk like a human today."

"Huh!" surprised Vallerie went wide eyed and froze.

"That is unless you now prefer to move around like an animal."

The woman turned bright red and stood up. Corantin guided her outside the cell using the usual route. Unusually, as they reach the training room, Vallerie tried to enter but, she was interrupted by the leash as Corantin had continued on and ignored the training room. Noticing the leash reaching its limit, Corantin took a step back and tugged on it to command Vallerie to move. Bewildered, Vallerie, eventually, heeded and followed Corantin. He led her to the stairs and the pair moved up to the main floor.

The man led them to the second floor and expertly navigated through the corridors until they reached a door. The door had nothing peculiar, the corridor had many identical ones. Corantin opened the door before detached the leash from her collar and extended his arm.

"Here, this is your new room," he announced. Noticing Vallerie once again freezing he added, "What! You thought I would keep you in that basement forever?"

Vallerie slowly walked into the room and Corantin followed her inside. The room, while not extravagantly large, was large enough for two persons to share. In the center of the room, lay a canopy bed, larger than any bed she ever saw. The room even came fully furnished with dressers and even a large mirror.

"There is a dress for you on the bed, you can put in on," declared Corantin after they took a few steps.

"Hum... thank you," replied Vallerie unsure what to do.

"Relax, you've been a good girl for the last few days. This is your reward," reassured the lord to his girl hesitations.

Vallerie walked towards the bed. She took the dress and observed it. While it was not extravagant, it was not something a servant would wear either. Under the dress she noticed a fine set of underwear had been prepared. She was surprised to see them so modest; she had assumed he would force her to wear slutty lingerie. Still, considering Corantin previous words, she put them on, and once done, did the same with the dress. As she did so, she realized that while the dress oozed sexiness it nonetheless covered her privates. Furthermore, it had been made with the intent for them to be easily exposed.

"Isn't all of this too much?" questioned Vallerie after putting on the dress.

"It is what my sex slaves get," countered the lord, expressionlessly. "Your sister room is the next one to the left although she rarely uses it."

"What, is that it?" incredulously asked Vallerie.

"Yes, unless you need more dicks already, but then as a good slave, if you want your master to fuck you. You ought to beg for it."

"Then if we are done good day, master," she replied confidently.

After she said that Corantin left without a word eying her like a wolf eyed a cornered fawn. As he left to resume his magical research, he wondered how long Vallerie could resist being left unsatisfied.

Meanwhile in her new room, Vallerie was lying in bed. In spite, of her earlier demeanour, she was currently struck in bed fighting off the lust that permeated her body since she serviced Corantin. As she lay there, all she could think of was phalluses ravaging her pussy and ass. After many hours of self-inflicted torture, she finally fell asleep. But rather than respite, her dreams were filled with even more images of her indulging in debauchery. Men were surrounding her and fucking all her holes, others shoved their dicks into her hands and forced her to squeeze them. Even move unable to get to her simply stroke their cocks themselves. As those last two groups came, some shot it on her while others started to fill a tankard. Her dream ended with the most depraved scene; the now full tankard was brought to her lips, and she eagerly drank it all under the men acclamations.

***

The next morning Vallerie woke up feverish. She was covered in sweet, worse her previously brand-new panties were now completely drenched with her juices to the point they might be ruined. Wanting to get rid of the liquids covering her, she wanted to ask her sister where she could refresh herself. She remembered that Corantin had mentioned Emily's room was the neighbouring one. Therefore, she took a peck in the corridor and noticing it empty she moved to her sister room. Entering the unlocked room, she found it unoccupied. It was at that time she remembered Corantin also mentioned she rarely used it.

Right, they must be sleeping together. What am I gonna do now?

With nothing better to try she went back to her room. Once there, she started to scour for a towel to wipe herself. After a few minutes, she had to admit the bedroom did not have any. Disappointed for this lack of foresight, she nonetheless took a new pair of panties from a drawer and changed her stained one and putting on some clothes, she left to venture into the mansion.

***

A few minutes later, Corantin entered the room. When he did not find Vallerie, he looked around to understand what had cause Vallerie to leave into the unknown corridors. It did not take long for him to find the reason; the wet bedsheets and discarded panties.

Seems like she's already at her limit. Shouldn't be long before she begs for cock.

His curiosity sated, Corantin used a lust spell to located Emily.