The next day they docked, and Teel was taken to her new quarters. She sat around in her sumptuous surroundings with a host of servants anxious to ensure that she had everything that she wanted and was ready and waiting for their leader. Teel was bathed and perfumed and then dressed in one of many new clothes. She stood stiffly surveying her new wardrobe, while listening to the servants ooh and aah over the rich colors of the vibrant fabrics. Teel observed the thin cloths with a sardonic grimace, and just managed to sit still long enough for them to wrap one around her.
Teel again felt a glimmer of hatred rush through her as she took in her reflection. She could just make out the curve of her breast and the dark shadow between her thighs in the revealing garment. Teel sat down on the bed waiting for the moment when the Black Rogue would grace her with his presence. He hadn't spoken to her, touched her, or acknowledged her in any way since he had turned his back on her the previous day.
Teel sat around as long as she could before her agitation became too much for her, and she angrily stalked to the double doors and threw them wide to make her exit. The servants were everywhere, swarming around her and trying to coerce her back into the room. Teel was making good her escape and was taken aback when she ran right into the Black Rogue, literally. Teel backed up a step to better take in his mood.
Teel looked up into his cold, hard eyes, taking in a deep breath. He really was very attractive. Teel's body shuddered in excitement as she watched him advance towards her. Wrapping his arms around her, he drew her down the corridor. Teel felt her heart thunder with pleasure as she imagined spending time alone with the Black Rogue, enjoying his touch again.
Teel came to an abrupt halt and received an awful shock when she entered the room at the end of the corridor to find her mother naked on the bed before her. She turned in fury on the Black Rogue and raised her hand to strike him but he grabbed her wrist and pulled it behind her back spinning her in the process, forcing her to watch the scene that was unfolding before her.
Teel watched in horror as an older man approached her mother and put his hands on her, caressing Lanie's breasts with obvious enjoyment.
The Black Rogue brushed the hair over Teel's left shoulder and whispered in her ear. "You look extremely sexy today. Being captive must agree with you." Teel struggled furiously in his hold.
"It won't do you any good to fight me Teel. You're here until I decide to let you go," he threatened.
Teel closed her eyes against the scene before her in confusion. Her mother wasn't doing anything to stop the man from touching her; she was in actuality arching up to meet his caresses.
"I gave your mother to my father as a gift in response to your insolence. Tazian has been many months without a woman. He said no one has stirred him since my mother died, but he felt something when he saw your mother this morning," the Black Rogue enlightened. "You needn't worry that she won't enjoy his possession though, we gave her something special to help her adjust to her situation."
Teel didn't respond to the Black Rogue's taunting; she just stood in his hold seething, watching.
Lanie was aware of what was happening, of what she had been given, and that her daughter was across the room. Lanie was no fool. She was a leader in her own right, and understood the power struggle that was going on between Teel and the Black Rogue. Lanie considered her options carefully as she writhed beneath Tazian. He really did know his way around a woman's body, and he had the most delightful hands.
Lanie struggled to refocus her thoughts on the situation at hand. They couldn't escape, but that didn't mean they were defeated. Lanie refused to allow her daughter to become subservient or to lose one bit of the wild spirit that had guided her all her life. Lanie rolled over on top of Tazian, her decision made.
Lanie slid down Tazian's hard length, lifted herself quickly, effected a quick rotation, and slammed herself back down. She repeated the motion again and again, moaning and sighing each time. Lanie knew how to drive a man wild, and she would give him pleasure without taking her own; that was a woman's power.
Lanie raised her hands to her breasts, massaging them gently, rolling the nipple between her thumb and forefinger as she continued her wild movements. When Tazian raised his hands to her hips to control her movements, she leaned over him, putting her breast in his mouth. She covered one of his hands with her own, bringing it between her legs to quickly distract him.
Teel watched her mother in dawning comprehension as to what she was doing. Teel remembered the iron fist that her father had ruled with, but in the bedroom he had become as powerless as a kitten. Lanie had ruthlessly used her sexual power to control her husband both in and out of the bedroom. Teel had even caught them having sex in the kitchen once. After a time, she had come to accept it as the norm and had learned to ignore their escapades.
Teel's eyes sparked with admiration as she watched her mother bring Tazian to a merciless orgasm. Lanie reigned in her own pleasure and rolled over next to him, struggling to catch her breath. The desire to touch herself was appallingly strong, and Lanie clenched and unclenched her hands in the folds of the bed linen beneath her determined not to give them the pleasure. Whatever they had given her, had only served to increase her normal sexual sensitivity and she was going up in flames just lying there.
Lanie began a light pattern of squeezing and releasing her internal muscles, hoping for some mild relief, never anticipating the fierce orgasm that ripped through her a few minutes later. She arched up off the bed as the ripples of pleasure chased through her and threw her head back with clenched teeth, riding the wave to its end.
Approbation gleamed in Tazian's eyes as he looked down at Lanie. He had initially taken her because she appealed to him, and his son thought it a fitting punishment for the daughter, but he knew in that moment that once was not enough and he had to have Lanie for his own on a permanent basis. Tazian climbed off the bed and headed out of the room.
Teel tried to move towards her mother, but the Black Rogue dragged her from the room, back down the corridor they had just come through. He took Teel into his private quarters, instructing all the servants to leave, before directing Teel to undress and dance for him. The Black Rogue was already heavily aroused from that little scene in his father's bedroom, but he wanted to see Teel's desire flare up to meet his. What he wasn't expecting was Teel's adamant refusal.
"You will do as I say, or do you like seeing others punished for your bullheadedness," he threatened.
"Don't think me a fool," Teel denied him hotly. "Your father has no intention of letting my mother go. I saw the look in his eyes. He intends to keep her forever. So don't think you can threaten and coerce me with my mother as the bait," Teel angrily threw at him.
The Black Rogue felt a further stirring at her refusal to submit to him, at her spirit; but he couldn't allow it to continue. "I wouldn't be so boorish as to use your mother again. Especially since you don't seem to care what happens to her," he coldly threw out knowing, it would inflame her. Knowing that the passion of rage could easily be turned to sexual passion.
He moved within an inch of Teel, grabbing the fabric of her shift from around her neck and ripping it off of her. "I will not repeat my instructions to you again," he warned "The next time I ask you to do something I expect you to comply immediately. Nothing I say is negotiable, so no discussion is required. Your precious mother has already been used to make you suffer; it would be a shame if my anger spilled over onto the rest of your people as well."
Teel stood in front him shaking with fury. Threatening her was one thing, and giving her mother away was quite another, but threatening her people was a whole other situation. She would give him what he wanted for now, she decided sadistically. "Fine," she acquiesced. "Whatever you want," she tacked on with a negligent shrug, her eyes promising retribution.
Teel turned her back on the Black Rogue, taking one step back to bring her tight ass into close contact with his throbbing cock. Teel began a slow circular motion with her hips as she bent her knees and raised her arms over her head, slowly sliding down his rock hard body and back up before him. She wrapped one of her arms around his neck to anchor herself to a solid surface and continued her erotic undulations.
Teel pulled away after she felt the hand curved around her hip tighten. She knew he was quickly approaching the moment when he would throw her on the bed and use her for his own ends. It wasn't that she despised his touch, she admitted to herself, far from it. She craved his wild and decadent ways, but free spirits had no owner, and she couldn't allow their relationship to go on as it had with him continually flexing his power over her.
Teel moved over to the bed of her own free violation, crawling up on it, sensuously twirling her pert ass in small inviting circles as she crawled on the bed. Upon reaching the center she kneeled slightly with her feet touching, but her knees spread far apart, and began making small swirling circles, before dropping her hips to the bed.
