Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. A Good ... Rest By Kyrah Jade Kayles This is an adult story. If you are under 18, then please don't read this....yeah. I'm not big on legalese. If you don't like erotica, then please delete this ASAP! (C) 2002 Kyrah Jade Kayles; all rights reserved. Feel free to share this with your friends, but please keep the title, story, and this message intact! Contact the author at: kyrahjade@subdimension.com Lorien and Kandy arrived home, just as the first rosy red rays of dawn were just pouring through the windows of the large house. Lorien steered Kandy through the solid oak double doors. Inside the main floor of the house, servants moved about busily, cleaning and straightening up the massive house. Lorien paid them no mind, simply moving past them to the basement below. Kandy drank in the features of the house, admiring the fine statues and the beautiful Persian carpet. She looked to the servant's duties, their equipment, and a shiver tan over her whole body. What would happen to her if she broke the rules? Would she be forced to live the same existence as these people? Lorien removed a blindfold from his pocket, and led Kandy down the short, marble steps into the dark room below. The basement room was decorated nicely, with a long green and gold couch dominating one wall. A solid oak coffee table sat in front, with a pane of smoked glass in the center. In the center of the room lay a circular rug, with a dark green coloring to it. The floor was carpeted, with a light green color clearly seen. Lamps were arranged neatly on the wall, attached by silver steel nails, filed to a rounded glow. Lorien watch Kandy with a smirk, glad to know that she enjoyed he surroundings. He sat down, and motioned her close to him with a crooked finger, motioning her to sit next to him. Kandy obliged, bouncing to the plush couch. She waited for more instruction, and once more she felt the need to serve. She asked quietly, "What would my Master wish of me at this time?" Lorien thought for a second. "You did quite good last night. Now you need a good...rest. I wish you to lay on your back, resting your body on my knees. Before you do this, you will undress for me, so I may see as I give you comfort. After I'm finished, I'll see what else I wish of you." Lorien finished his small speech, and waited patiently for her response, eager to begin the next lesson. Kandy nodded, her hands reaching for the short hem of her dress. She pulled the dress upward slowly, revealing every inch of her body to Lorien's eyes. She pulled it over her head and bent over, turning so Lorien could have full view of her firm, rounded ass. Lorien enjoyed the sight before his eyes immensely, enough for him to reach out to feel just how soft her ass really was. He stopped himself, and moved her to rest on his knees. He felt her soft breasts tickle his knees, the soft tips rubbing against his skin. He reached on a shelf for some nice warm oil, and tried to ignore his cock, which was throbbing slowly, the tip looking a bit swollen. Kandy felt weird on Lorien's knees, every bit of her body at the mercy of his. She felt wet, slippery, lost in waves of her own pleasure. he wanted to be used by him, taken, wanting him..needing to be good to him. Lorien squirted some oil from the bottle into his palms, and rubbed it around to warm it up. He started at the nape of Kandy's neck, massaging the skin in slow circles. The oil slid smoothly onto Kandy's skin, giving it a glossy shine. Kandy felt the warm oil covering her skin, guided by Lorien's rough yet gentle hand. His hands moved to her shoulder, rubbing oil onto them vigorously. His touch aroused her even more, yet she fought to remain still. she would hold her desire back, be good and make Lorien happy. Lorien moved his hands lower, rubbing quickly over Kandy's back, trying to keep a fast rhythm. She was to remain in a charged state, in order for his plan to work. His hands worked and worked until he had covered her whole back with warm, slick oil. He flipped her over, and moved back to Kandy's neck, teasing her with the sensual touch. He enjoyed how smooth and springy her body was. He moved swiftly to Kandy's supple cleavage, his fingertips carefully stalking the dark nipple crowning each peak. Kandy stirred to life, uttering a soft moan. Her smoky nipples stiffened, aroused by the nearness of Lorien's body. She squirmed, and felt moisture collecting between her legs. Ripples of dense heat ran up and down her body. She trembled, her lips quivering. "Sir, may I ask you a question?" she inquired. Lorien slid his hands down to the hollow of Kandy's stomach. "yes, my dear?" he said gently, circling Kandy's navel. Kandy whispered meekly, "Sir, will you please touch me? I'm so...wet." She felt more moisture pooling between her legs, and her tell-tale nipples, already stiff with arousal. She rubbed up against Lorien, her clit grazing the smooth muscle of his upper thighs, engorged with her blood. Lorien grinned broadly, moving to tease her moist pussy lips with his hand, testing her with his fingers. 'How do you want it, sugar?" he inquired, intrigued with her answer. Kandy responded, "Fast, sir, fast and hard, the way a slut deserves." She was shocked by the answer, then realized she needed to be this way, to be Lorien's slut. Lorien groaned, enjoying Kandy's answer. His cock throbbed, being so close to Kandy's invitingly wet pussy. He grabbed her by the waist, and positioned her so that he could let her ride him good. Kandy squealed with pleasure, and nodded enthusiatically. "Yes sir, please give it to me, I'm begging you!" cried out the little slut, reaching to kiss Lorien's lips. Lorien was so turned on. Never in his long lived years of corrupting women had he ever come across such a willing woman. Lust fell over him in fast waves. He positioned himself once more, then shoved her down onto his throbbing spear. Kandy moaned, throwing her head back, her large tits jutting out, dark nipples hardened to blunt, fine points. Her pussy grew wetter and wetter, to make it easier to handle Lorien's thick cock. Lorien growled in a low tone, gazing happily to his slut. His slut. he said it over and over in his mind, enjoying the ring of it. He pounded Kandy's pussy mercilessly, pumping his hips in time to the rhythm in his mind's ear. he remembered his discipline from his school days, and held off from cumming. Kandy tightened, bouncing along her Master's shaft. She thought about that word, Master. She expected a cruel, mean ma, not this gentle man who knew how to make her melt in so many ways. But she worried. What else does this man want from me? she thought. Lorien bent his head, saying softly to Kandy, "Very good, my slut." Now I will drink from those sexy tits you're offering me." Having said that, Lorien moved swiftly to Kandy's left breast, claping down tightly, licking and sucking the dark tip hungrily, dragging his teeth across it. He made a soft cry of happiness, letting his lust guide him once more. Kandy could take no more, crying out with pleasure. "Yes! I'm cumming for you, sure!" she felt a need being finally filled. Sweet orgasm took hold, her hot pussy juices gushing out of her like a river. She tightened up around Lorien more, making it harder for him to continue thrusting. Lorien growled deeply once more, then gripped Kandy's hips, saying gruffly, "Yes pet, cum for me! Drench me with your cream!" He shut his eyes tightly, bouncing Kandy faster and faster, finally reaching his peak, hot cum rising to the suface, yet after salty-sweet jet filling Kandy's tight pussy. Kandy felt Lorien fill her up. She purred happily, pressing her head against Lorien's chest affectionately. Lorien enjoyed the afterglow, cuddling Kandy tenderly. He whispered softly, bending so that his lips brushed her ear, "Very good, pet, I"m pleased. Now it's time for us to go get clean up, yes?" Without waiting for an answer, Lorien scooped Kandy up, and carried her off to the bathroom. The End...for now Like this story? Tell me what you think: kyrahjade@softhome.net (C) 2002, Kyrah "Jadey" Kayles, aka BlueMyst