Chapter One ~ The Thief
Celeste SnowFox folded her legs under her, as she sipped her morning tea, reading a novel in the Foyer of the FC house.
The door opened from the Private Quarter's wing of the FC house, and Pooh's frame filled the doorway. Celeste drew in a breath, and butterflies hit her stomach at the sight of him.
Their eyes met, and she blushed slightly, and smiled. "Good Morning Pooh".
He smiled, and returned the greeting, "Morning Celeste. Sleep well?"
"I did" she replied. "Where are you off to?"
"Just running a few errands. I'll be back later this evening..." he replied. With a smile and a wink, he was off, and walked out the door.
Hmmm... "Later this evening..." Celeste was curious about Pooh, and about his extra-curricular activities... Pensively she thought, "I wonder...what does his FC room look like? Well, since he's out of the house for a bit, I'm going to find out!"
She opened the door to the Private Quarters, and found Pooh's Room.
Her heart raced as she opened the door.
She walked into Pooh's dungeon.
There were various implements of pain and pleasure throughout the room.
There was also a 4-poster bed.
Lounging on the rug in front of the fireplace was Scott. The light of the fire reflecting off his bare skin, and highlighting his hair. He was dressed in leather pants, and shirtless, with a collar on.
Pooh's Collar.
Startled, he jumped to his feet. "Mistress Celeste!" He looked at me in surprise... "what are you doing here?"
Just as startled, Celeste quickly tried to recover. Perhaps, just being in that room, with the firelight, and seeing Pooh's beautiful slave... she started feeling a little reckless. A new plan began forming in her mind. "Hmmmmm." She pondered... "So, this is one of Pooh's slaves. I bet he's perfectly acclimated to be a servant. I just want to try... a little bit..."
She smiled, and walked across the floor. "Don't worry Kitten," she purred as she approached, I was just curious, and thought I'd drop in..." She reached her hand out, and lightly stroked his bare chest. "Mmmmm... I'm liking what I'm seeing here".
"Ahhh... Yes, Mistress Celeste... I... Uh...", Scott became flustered, and unsure what to do. Celeste knew what to do. She quickly took the leash attached at her belt, and clipped it to Scott's Collar, instantly quieting the well-trained slave to follow the bidding of a Master.
She could feel the heat of his skin radiating off him, and pressed her lips to his, softly, while pulling on the leash, indicating that he was to remember who had control. He responded as he was taught, and instantly kissed her back. She smiled, and said, "Good Kitten." With a tug on the leash, she said, "Follow me." With that, she walked Scott across the floor, and out the door of Pooh's Dungeon. They walked quickly down the hall to Celeste's room, and entered.
Celeste's dungeon was somewhat less functional than Pooh's. She was missing the vast array of pain and pleasure implements. She had a few functional tools; A trunk of items containing, whips, leather restraints, handcuffs, and many pleasure toys.
The walls and floor were stone, and there was a great fireplace. A couch and chair were facing the fireplace. Candelabras and a bearskin rug completed the look. There was a hot tub in the corner. The 4-poster bed was the most prevalent item in the room.
She breathed a sigh of relief, having escaped Pooh's dungeon undetected with his slave. She smiled. "Hmmmm... what to do with you... "she purred.
She pulled him to the side of the bed, and whispered, "So, kitten... would you like to dress up your Mistress?"
"Oh yessss... I would love to dress you, Mistress Celeste." She pulled the leather boots and the stockings out of her nightstand drawer, along with the leather strap one piece, and a nice leather collar of her own.
"First, Kitten, you must undress me." Celeste waited while he pulled her pink dress over her head. Scott's eyes changed, and began to smolder as he looked on his Mistress, her naked body reflecting the firelight. "Stockings first, kitten..."
He took one stocking, and on his knees, he took her foot, and began inching the stocking up her leg. Celeste watched his moves intently, growing warm and tingly. As he neared the top of her thigh, his fingers brushed against her soft pussy, and she caught her breath. He noticed her reaction, and smiled, letting his fingers linger, before moving to take her other foot. He inched the stocking up her other thigh, and again, let his fingers linger for a moment. He retrieved the boot, and slipped it on her foot, and zipped it up. He did the same with the other boot. As he finished zipping it up, she let the heel of her boot dig into his thigh, as she pulled his head back by his hair, and she kissed him, long and slow, letting her tongue play in his mouth. "Mmmmmm," she murmured against his mouth.
She pulled away from his mouth, her hand still held his head firmly by his hair. She placed a kiss on his neck, then bit down, feeling his neck flex with the sensation. She licked the bite, and kissed again. She grabbed the one-piece leather thong, and handed it to him. He took the foot that was digging into his thigh, and expertly slid the thong up the boot. He placed her foot on the floor, and took the other boot in his hand, and quickly placed it on his thigh, so his Mistress would not lose her balance. He then moved the other side of the thong up her thigh. He placed her boot back on the floor, and stood up to finish dressing her. He moved behind her, and placed his hands on each side of the thong, slowly pulling it up an over her hips, carefully adjusting as he went. He slid his fingers down the leather straps to her pussy, ensuring there was no pinching or discomfort. He let his fingers glide across, finding the opening soft and wet. The tip of his finger slipped in slightly, and she moaned again. Reluctantly, he moved his fingers away to pull the remaining straps around her body, and adjusted as necessary for a perfect fit. He then took the collar off the nightstand, and fastened it behind her neck. He placed his lips against the back of her neck, and let out his breath, sending shivers down her spine. She let out a soft gasp, and he let his tongue taste the back of her neck. His teeth grazed her, and she let out a soft moan.
She turned to face him, and smiled, eyes smoldering. She kissed him again, and then pulled his leash down, until he was back on his knees, then on all fours. She walked around him, the click of her heels felt like an impact with each step. She stood directly in front of him. His head was down, waiting for instruction. She slid her thigh up against his face, and grabbing him by the hair, she tilted his face up to look at her. "Such a good Kitten." Her voice was soft and husky. "Would you like to taste your Mistress?"
Scott moaned a "yes", and she slid her thong over, guiding his mouth to her soft pussy. He licked eagerly, and she moaned as his tongue found its way into her soft folds.
Celeste bit her lip, her breathing becoming labored. His eager licking making her hot and wet, and her legs started to tremble. She pulled his face away by his hair, and moved back to the nightstand. She gathered two leather restraints. She pulled Scott up by his leash and pulled him into the middle of the bed. There, she straddled him, taking one wrist, and tying the leather strap on. She took the other wrist and did the same. Then, she moved off the bed. She took one of Scott's arms, and stretched it out, tying the leather strap to the corner of the four-poster bed. She did the same with his other arm. Once he was secured, she took out a Cat O Nine Tails. She slapped it against her own ass, feeling the stinging sensation send hot bolts of pleasure through her.
She crawled back on the bed, and straddled Scott again. She felt his hot skin beneath her thighs. She moved her body down, letting her nipples brush across this chest. She kissed his mouth, then his chin, and ran her tongue down his throat. Her fingers found his nipples, and she squeezed, letting them get hard between her fingers. She then bit his neck again, and rocked her hips, grinding into his hard member, pressing to be released from his leather pants. She sat up, and smacked the whip down across his chest, and he moaned in response. Celeste moved her body down, and loosened his pants, pulling out his hard member. She took the tip in her mouth, and tasted the pre-cum. She then ran her tongue down his shaft to the base, and wrapped her hand around it, while she swirled her tongue and sucked in succession. He moaned with pleasure, and moved his arms against his restraints, clenching his fists. She moved her mouth and her tongue, until he began to arch up, coming close to release.
Celeste could take no more, and sliding her thong to the left, she moved into position, and slid his length inside, crying out as she felt him fill her completely. She rocked her hips and moved her body in rhythm, becoming wet and hot. As she moved, she positioned her body so that their bodies rubbed right at her clit. She was moaning with each stroke, and Scott matched her moans, and clenched his fists, wanting to break free to touch her.
The pressure mounted, and as Celeste reached the point of Climax, strong hands wrapped around her throat, and squeezed. Celeste came with an explosive release. Confused, she reached up, feeling the hands around her neck. The last thing she heard was Pooh's voice whispering, "Tsk, Tsk" in her ear... just as everything went black.
Chapter Two ~ The Repercussion
