Mallory And Suprema

As she approached the bluff, Mallory realised that on its crest stood a nude woman, hands on her hips. Curiosity drew her towards the figure. She climbed the slope and when she reached the top, she saw that the woman was posing for a group of women, sitting cross-legged with drawing boards.

The women were dressed, not formally, but in a fairly uniform style of muted colours and fitted classical garments, as if part of an event. To the side of this group, on a chair, sat a striking woman who was evidently their central figure, as glances from the women regularly went to her.

She was tall, Black, voluptuous, with long lustrous hair that spilled in waves. She wore a dark corset, boots and remarkably, a cloak. Her jewellery was ornate and profuse, and adorned her throat, her ears, her arms and her wrists. Her every movement came with a jangle. She exuded magnificence.

Her dark eyes settled on Mallory. Welcome, pretty, she said. Come, sit by me. Without hesitation, Mallory moved past the model, through the group, and sat at the woman's feet. It felt more like a summoning than an invitation, and Mallory was pleased to comply. She looked up.

What is your name, pretty? Mallory introduced herself. That's lovely, the woman said. She reached out and stroked Mallory's hair. Mallory was surprised, and surprised herself by welcoming the touch. The woman's eyes held her fast. She felt herself being given away. You can call me Suprema.

Suprema looked up at the nude model. Isn't she beautiful? Mallory said she was. Suprema ran a lazy finger up and down the curve of Mallory's breast. I'm an admirer and a collector of female beauty. Have you ever posed, pretty? Mallory shook her head. Perhaps you will for me.

It's getting cold, girls, Suprema said abruptly. Poor Cally is all gooseflesh, and her nipples are like pebbles. Let's go inside. As the wind picked up, the women started to pack up their things, and the model found a robe. Suprema took Mallory's hand. I hope you have nowhere to be, she said.

With Suprema and Mallory at their head, the women crossed the land until they came to a building that seemed out of place and time. It was a stately, almost gothic structure, all crumbling brickwork, arches and enormous doors. Once inside, the group dispersed, all having or sharing rooms.

Suprema led Mallory up the broad staircase and across the landing to her own room. Inside, it was warm, scented in sandalwood and hung with brocade, velvet and silk in shades of red and purple. Leaving Mallory standing, she removed her cloak and took to her armchair.

I like your outfit, pretty, but I'd like to see you without it, Suprema said. Will you undress for me? Mallory found herself keenly wanting to remove any barrier between this woman and her own body. She didn't try to tease or entice as she pulled off her bra, her shorts and her boots.

Her cunt was dewy and her nipples hard. Her manifest arousal clearly pleased Suprema. I think you're ready, pretty. Open that lovely pussy for me. Mallory spread the lips of her cunt with two fingers. She was shockingly sticky and her clit was vividly swollen. Now Let me watch you pleasure yourself.

Mallory didn't usually masturbate while on her feet, but her clit was hair-trigger sensitive and she climaxed loudly after only a dozen circles. Again, Suprema said. Mallory masturbated again, and came again, squirting this time. Her eyes never left Suprema's. Have you got another in you?

Gasping, Mallory replied that she could keep this up indefinitely. She proved as much by making herself come again, louder this time. You are an extraordinary girl, Suprema said. She stood, came over to Mallory, and put her mouth over one nipple, tonguing it. Mallory came again with a shudder.

Suprema offered her two fingers, which Mallory sucked lovingly. Suprema then opened Mallory's ass and pushed the wet fingers into her anus. She fingered Mallory's cunt with the other hand. Mallory gushed and came again. Suprema kissed her full on the mouth. She let Mallory lick both hands clean.

Suprema led Mallory to her bed and lay down with her. Mallory curled up in her as if saved from a shipwreck. You lovely, delicious, insatiable slut, Suprema said fondly. I believe I'm going to have to make you mine. She toyed with Mallory's dark pubic hair. We'll have to give you a fitting setting.

She leaned across the bed and opened the nightstand at its side. I can't deny myself an inch of your beautiful body while you're new, so I won't be covering you up even slightly just yet. But this-- this you'll wear as my marker on you. Suprema was holding a plain black leather collar with a ring.

She fastened it around Mallory's throat. Mallory offered no resistance. She had the sensation of being slowly submerged in honey, a honey that intoxicated. She opened her mouth and filled her lungs with it. Mallory was now not herself, but Suprema's thing. The need and hunger in her eyes was plain.

Suprema took her hands from Mallory for a moment and unfastened the front of her corset. Her lavish dark breasts were freed. Mallory latched her mouth onto one big nipple without request, and was indulged. She suckled. Suprema caressed her head. The collar comes with a requirement, pretty.

Mallory was attentive, though she continued to suckle. You will now address me as Owner. Mallory issued a muffled acknowledgment into her owner's tit. With one hand, Suprema pulled down her panties. She opened her thighs. You are being treated, she said. Mallory snapped her mouth off the tit.

Suprema's cunt had a plume of lush curls, dark lips and an interior of the most vibrant pink. Its scent was part forest floor, part sea. It was glossy and its pearl gleamed. Mallory ran her tongue around its perimeter, and burrowed deep, pressing her face in and working her mouth. Suprema groaned.

Mallory made her owner come twice, and quickly. Her reward was a mouthful of brine and a wet face. Suprema lifted her knees and Mallory began to tongue her anus, while fingering her cunt. Suprema came again. Oh, you're a gifted slut, she sighed. You deserve further reward. Get on your knees.

Mallory knelt on the floor while her owner sat up on the edge of the bed, legs still open. Mallory was transfixed by that delicious cunt. Instinctively, she opened her mouth. Clever slut, Suprema said. She released a thin golden trickle into Mallory's mouth.

Mallory gulped and spluttered as the stream of her owner's piss built, and she managed to swallow most of it. The rest coated her nude body, leaving her tits and belly gleaming. She licked her lips and thanked her owner. Suprema smoothed the wet hair out of her eyes. We have to get you washed.

She undressed completely, now nude as her property, and led Mallory to the bathroom. As the enormous two-person bath filled, she kissed her and said, We've sealed our agreement, pretty. Next, though-- next, you'll have to be presented to your sisters.