He awoke a bit confused, warmth pressed against him, soft, the scent of sex lingered, so did a faint spice and heady floral. Mina was curled up on her side, the black hair a veil about her face and shoulders. She looked innocent, relaxed, he could never think of a moment he had seen her so. Even she did not know he watched she was rigid, remote, removed from the world. One could almost see the wall she erected between her and the rest of the world. He knew that was one of the reasons he enjoyed tormenting and degrading her. He had as a youth known too many such, remote, untouchable, he had been beneath their notice. How had a common little whore developed such a manner? Why?
A flicker of anger, how dare she think herself removed from him. His blissful thoughts of the even before lost as his cock hardened and he watched the rise and fall of the small perfect breasts. She slept with the innocence of a child, however those rosebud lips had been stretched around his cock often enough. For that matter his cock had been swollen inside the sleek little body the evening before while those lips had parted with cries of pleasure. He shifted slightly and she murmured in sleep and curled her hands beneath her, burrowing into the thick padding of the bed. He smiled, her skin was golden and sleep warm, her rounded buttocks dainty curves.
He moved carefully not to awaken her too soon, he knelt between her legs, hands loosely cupping her ass and then moving to hold her waist, lifting her up. She whined as she started to wake, confused a moment where she was. Then before she could wake fully and realize where she was, before she could retreat behind her wall he surged forward. His cock parting the soft petals of her sex, pushing into her core with no warning. Her strangled scream was muffled in the pillow that she now clung to.
He paused a moment, holding her still, his cock twitching within her. He watched as she wiggled and tried to find a way to make it easier to take. The stricken confusion thrilled him, the tears that glittered in her eyes. The power to disrupt her calmness was heady, withdrawing till the fat dome was all that remained within her. The shudder of relief, then slamming deeper into her and making her gasp in pain. He could feel her body cramping, trying to push him out of her unprepared body. It felt like paradise and yet enraged him further, how dare she try and reject him. His pace was merciless, her screams turned to whimpers and moans as her mind began retreating from the pain he inflicted on her body.
He wanted her to scream again, wanted the music of her pain to spice his pleasure. The small puckered opening nestled between her ass cheeks caught his attention, he withdrew his cock and pumped his fingers into her cunt harshly, one, two them three. Then pressing against the tight hole, her eyes opened and she struggled briefly, but it was in vain. His first finger slipped in and she started begging him to not do this.
His second finger pushed into the tight ring and made her yelp. So intent on his new task he had not heard his bedchamber door open, not noticed the soft shift of the bed, but fingers wrapping around his hard cock startled him. He looked at the smiling face of his concubine, "You seem to have started your day early." He groaned as the soft fingers began stroking him, skill and training allowing her to know tricks that would have had an average man spurting in moments. Even as her head bent to his lap and a tongue stroked along his shaft, over his dome, "Oh.. she is sweet isn't she?" The red head cooed and began devouring his cock eagerly. He slowed his assault on Mina, torn between hearing her scream as he fucked her ass, and simply allowing his concubine to continue to do what she was doing.
Mina was crying, a rough choking sound, he withdrew his fingers and turned her onto her back, tear stained cheeks and terrified eyes. His cock throbbed hard, having a hot mouth and the sight of two women, one eager and lovely, the other shattered and trapped.. A groan and he came spurting into the concubines throat and she purred in delight. All that made it less than perfect was the glazed look of his apprentice, the wall had come down and removed her from him in someway.
He stroked the bright red hair and smiled indulgently at her, "You were missing last night Jenyse."
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Jenyse shrugged, "I am always at the command of the Matron. You know that. Were it my choice would have been your bed, not a cold cell." She spared a quick almost dismissive glance at the apprentice. Was she too late? A few moments later and the Lord Magi would have torn into the smaller girl. She feared there was something horrifically wrong. But she could not appear interested in the girl, not just yet. She had to distract and reduce the risk to the girl.
A pout touched her reddened lips, "Now.. have you wasted all your strength or can My Lord rise once more to the occasion?" She knew full well he would and could. She understood that what had made her and the few others suitable was the healers gift, not enough to become true healers but enough.. just enough to allow certain actions. Such as bringing his cock back to hardness with a mere touch of her fingertips, restoring his vigor and lust.
He groaned and the growled, lust blazed in his eyes and she smiled at him. "There is the Lord I know. So you haven't worn yourself out on the little one. But looks as if you have worn her out." She ran hands over the girl, disliking the flinching, but finding the girl's body not as damaged as she feared. She ran fingertips between the girls legs, still wet from his use of her, bringing those fingers up to suckle on them. Oh how his eyes flared at that, she moved away from him and over to the girl. She crawled up the trembling body, whispering softly in her ear, "Relax, this will be pleasure."
