"Ow! Ow! Eeoooow!" I squealed, as I rolled over on my side again to relieve the prickling, stinging sensation in my sex lips and nubbin.
"Careful, little hu-woman pet, or you'll end up in the fire!" Tel'estar said, laughing softly.
I was lying on a huge, thick fur rug, in front of the aforementioned fire. My ankles and wrists were cuffed and cross linked with short chains, my back arched to relieve the stress on my sharply bent knees, making my body form a bow. However, the real source of my discomfort was the leather covering that was secured tightly to my sex with straps and buckles. When it was first strapped carefully onto my mound, I had felt the slim, rubbery, finger-like fronds lining the inside of it wriggling and caressing my pussy lips, massaging and squeezing my swollen love button. I had rolled myself onto my belly on the soft fur, luxuriating in the sensation on my bare skin, my nipples hard and tight as the fronds stimulated me to deep moans of pleasure, my bottom tightening and relaxing on the thick leather strap that ran from the belt round my waist, down the cleft in my bottom to attach to the bottom of the leather pouch.
I knew Tel'estar was watching me as I sighed, gasped and writhed with pleasure, but as he considered me an animal anyway, I couldn't have cared less. However as I began to rock my arched body back and forth, increasing the pressure on the fronds as my mound pressed down harder on the rug, the pleasure building within me expanding to coalesce with the sensations in my throbbing, pulsing sex, the hundreds of caressing fronds became long spines that prickled my lovelips and pleasure bud like needles of fire, making me yelp with pain and roll over onto my side again! I looked over at my Master as the stinging between my thighs slowly became soft intimate rubbing again.
"Why are you doing this, Master?" I asked, as my inner labia and clitty began to swell again.
"I wish to keep my pet amused," he replied, smiling, "and I'm also enjoying watching her being amused."
"I'm surprised you didn't just lock me in a cage and throw the key away!" I said, half to myself, then sighed deeply as the pleasure began to build in my lower belly again, making me roll onto my front almost as a reflex.
"I cautioned you before about referring to yourself in the first person, hu-woman pet!" Tel'estar snapped at me.
"Sorry Master, the pet was talking to herself, really." I replied. She is confused as to why you are being so considerate of her needs," at which point I moaned deeply, interrupting myself, "when earlier today you were about to kill her to force Lady Gyn'estar to do as you wanted!"
"I had absolutely no intention of actually harming you, little hu-woman, nor do I have any such inclination whatsoever. I give you my word that no harm will come to you while you are in my care" he said, in such a matter-of-fact manner that I actually believed him. "In fact, I am somewhat disappointed in the Lady Gyn'estar for so readily accepting that I would do such a thing to a defenceless and helpless creature, particularly one that she is so obviously sentimental about."
I was moaning deeply at this point, my body rocking again to press my sex against the thick fur. Tel'estar sat back and watched me until I began to squeal in pain once more, my tender intimate flesh again prickled and tortured by the fiendish device, chuckling again as I yelped and turned back on my side.
"The pet means a great deal to the Lady Gyn'estar, Master." I explained, panting a little as the stinging sensations subsided.
"I am aware of that, little hu-woman, and it has proved to be extremely useful to me." he replied. "But the attachment between you and the Lady Gyn'estar seems to go much deeper than that of Mistress and slave. You do know that you are the first hu-man or hu-woman to be brought here from your own realm in over a thousand years, do you not?"
I did NOT know that! "No Master, the pet did not know." I replied, moaning softly as the moving fronds began to arouse me again.
"I wish to study you, to understand why Gyn has formed such a deep attachment to you." he continued. "That you have also proved to be an ideal hostage, a guarantee of her good behaviour, is a very fortunate coincidence."
I had stopped moaning at that point, the caressing, massaging fronds now a distraction rather than a pleasure. Something in the way he'd spoken about my beloved Gyn had finally caused the connection between both of them to occur to me, a connection that the similarity of their names should have made me aware of far earlier!
"Master, are you and the Lady Gyn'estar related in some way?" I asked.
"Of course," he replied, "I am her elder brother."
I gasped aloud, in surprise rather than pleasure, the caressing fronds were now actually starting to irritate me!
"Master, can the pet be released from this...device, please?" I entreated. "It's not working on me anymore, and the pet would prefer to continue our conversation without being...distracted by it."
"I have told you enough for now, little hu-woman!" my Master said, laughing, "after all, it is I who am supposed to be learning from you." He stood up and opened a wooden box on his desk, from which he removed a leather bit gag. I shook my head as he approached, but there was nothing I could do to stop him from strapping it tightly in place; my attempt to keep my mouth firmly closed was thwarted by a sharp spank, after he had rolled me back onto my belly, my yelp gurgling away behind the thick leather covered bar as he pushed it deeply between my teeth. I looked up at him, naked, cuffed and gagged, helpless, yet deeply aroused at my state of captivity.
"There!" he said, smiling down at me. "I could have ordered you to open your mouth, or simply told you to be silent, but I've always found this to be the most enjoyable way to make a woman stop talking!" I glared up at him, biting hard on the leather between my teeth, snorting through my nostrils as the rubbery fingers began to arouse me once again.
"Now, just relax and enjoy yourself, my little pet!" he said mockingly. "Your pleasure will eventually trigger, and the little fronds will stop teasing you or prickling you." He then resumed his seat, watching me as I began to mewl behind the gag, the pleasure intensifying again, my nubbin being gently squeezed and tugged now, my inner labia plumped and sensitised deliciously, the well of pleasure deep in my belly beginning to overfill, my body about to be overwhelmed by the delight of climax, the moment of release so close...
He laughed aloud as my moans and gasps of pleasure instantly became a muffled scream of pain and frustration, the fronds now prickling spines that seemed to know the most sensitive parts of my most intimate regions, forcing me to turn on my side again. I thrashed helplessly in my restraints as the tormenting, stinging sensation died away again, looking over at my highly amused, but also visibly aroused Master, the front of his breeches bulging outwards over his impressive erection. If this is your idea of showing a girl a good time, I thought, no wonder there's no Mrs Tel'estar! The rubbery, tentacle-like fronds began to caress and massage the hot slippery folds of my sex again, slipping under the little fleshy hood to tease my pleasure button anew, the pleasure making me roll over onto my belly again, all for my Master's amusement.