It had been several days since the Choosing Ceremony, and once more Her followers were gathering at the Manor. Tonight would be quite different, more personally interactive for her. She slowly braided the long thick mane into something more controlled and finished it off with a thin strip of leather dyed to match the cream colored satin bustier that struggled to contain Her breasts.
Even Her boots were made of the same dyed leather. In fact, the only part of Her apparel not made of leather, was the narrow shear strip that wrapped around her bare hips. There it hinted at, but did not completely show, the tangle of closely trimmed curls at the apex of Her thighs. Turning slowly, She looked at Her reflection with a critical eye.
Once satisfied that all was in order, She opened the door to Her chambers and proceeded down the long hallway that led to the Great Room. As usual, James waited at the double doors that would open out into the over-sized room where the Meetings and Games were held. Over his arm lay a cloud-like mass of sheer ecru chiffon, and as she drew nearer he shook it out to reveal a long gossamer cloak with an attached hood.
The gleam of excitement in his eyes, matched the same erotically blazing fire in Hers as he draped the cloak about Her pale bare shoulders. Tonight, a lesson would be played out for all to see. Tonight, pleasure would be on display in it's most basic form. Both LadyAngel and her favorite toy would satisfy a raging lust neither of them had been willing to satisfy in anticipation of this very evening. James offered his arm, the Lady laid Her hand upon it, and as the doors opened they walked through together.
Respectful silence met them as James led his Mistress up the steps to the huge throne-like chair on the dais. She turned to look out over the double rows of kneeling students, males on Her right, females on Her left. The subtle tilt at the corners of glossy wine tinted lips blossomed into a feral smile, and the lustful glow in Her smokey green eyes intensified as they visually caressed each bowed head.
The sconce lights along the chamber walls slowly dimmed, and the faint sound of background music began to filter through the room. No one moved, no one made a sound ... they waited for Her to speak, they waited for Her to give them instruction. They, the Favored Ones, waited for their Mistress to give them direction as if their every happiness depended upon Her words. When She spoke in softest tones, the music did not drown out the sweet sound of Her voice.
"you come to me to be taught how to please, and how be pleased. you come to Me to learn self-control. Tonight begins the first of many lessons. From this point on, everything you know to be true, will change ..... It has begun." murmured LadyAngel, as She stepped back and sank onto the edge of the heavy oaken chair.
James moved back a step and lifted the cloak from her shoulders, allowing it to billow around the leather cushion placed behind Her back. The Lady's skin seemed to glow with an inner light as the diffused spotlight above Her chair switched on. James paused to drink in the sight of his Mistress, then again stepped back into his position at the right corner of Her chair. Once in place he loosened the sash of the robe he wore and shrugged, it slithered slowly down his nude body to pool around his feet.
At the muted sound of a gong, two of the cloaked female subs removed the robe of the Lady's newest trainee. Then each took her by a trembling hand and led her up the steps of the dais, where she knelt completely naked before her Mistress.
"as My submissive, you are bound to seek My pleasure, no matter what that might entail." said the Lady. "if your efforts satisfy me, you will be allowed the taste of My release. Until My satisfaction is achieved you are merely My slut, nothing more and nothing less, do you understand?"
Her submissive quickly murmured. "Yes, Mistress."
The Lady spread Her legs wide to bare the deliciously pale pink pussy, crowned with a soft mat of neatly trimmed auburn curls. As She did so, several muffled moans filtered up from the others and their Mistress smiled with pleasure at the sound.
"taste Me, slut!" She growled.
The submissive tentatively began to lick, the tip of her tongue barely brushed against the tight red curls and she shivered at the sweetness of her Mistress' honeyed nectar. LadyAngel gave an impatient flick of her hand, James instantly responded by moving around behind the kneeling woman and pushed her face into the heated lips of the Lady's slit. The sub's hands hit the floor with a soft slap, as her ass lifted high and her knees slid apart in an attempt to keep from completely losing her balance. The Lady curled Her fist around the woman's swaying ponytail, and used it to control the movement of her mouth.
James silently drifted back to his place, as two of Mistress' male subs removed the robe of Her male trainee and led him up onto the dais behind the kneeling woman. He knelt behind the woman, grasped her hips in his hands and without a word thrust his rampant cock into her unprepared pussy. Her scream was muffled by the walls of her Mistress' thighs pressed tightly against each side of her face. LadyAngel pulled hard on the bunched tail of hair held tightly in her fist, trapping the shrill cries against Her increasingly wet hole as Her newest male sub continued to fuck the woman mercilessly.
