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Estate of Flowers - 3 (Mdom-F, slave, fant)
by Susan Lance

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The following is a copyrighted adult story. The author retains all legal
rights to this story and its characters. It may be freely distributed if
unchanged and this message remains intact, to any bulletin board with an
adult only area.



It was not long before he entered. I heard his footsteps and opened my
eyes, to see him standing next to the bed looking down on me.

"You look lovely, my dear" he said.

"Thank you."

He sat, and touched my leg, running a finger up my thigh. He glanced at the
mound of hair covering my sex, but didn't make a move towards it. I
concentrated on not opening my legs. The Viscount was hard to understand,
but I had a sense of him after all this time. Sometimes he appreciated a
gesture like that from me, and sometimes it would be frowned upon. My
judgement in these matters was not always correct, but I was right often
enough to know to check my instincts. He looked up at me and smiled softly.
I did the right thing this time.

"Serena, I have a treat for you this evening. I feel you have come along
nicely in your work with the slave girls, and it is time to move towards
the next phase. Now.. don't misunderstand. Everything you have learned so
far still applies, it is just that now you are ready for new experiences.
You see?"

I didn't see, but nodded anyway. I felt a thrill of excitement mixed with
anxious caution rush through me. What did he have planned for me? Was he
going to finally take me to his bed? Unbind me and allow me to touch him?

For a moment I thought that, amazingly, that was it. He motioned for me to
sit up and leaned over me to untie my hands. He nuzzled my neck as he did
so, and I could feel my juices starting to flow as they always did when he
touched me.

"Stand up, Serena, and put on your robe."

I did as he told me, and he walked to the door, opening it and speaking to
someone in the hall. He came back in, accompanied by...

"This is one of our slave boys, Serena, you've not seen him before, have
you?"

"No... I haven't" I replied. The slave boy was not really a boy at all, but
a strong looking man. He stood before us naked. I looked at his body, he
had massive muscles covering his chest and arms, and dark body hair that
curled around him. I looked down at his sex, and could feel my face flush.
I was embarrassed to openly stare that way but I was so curious, too.

"That's possibly the first time you've ever seen a cock, is it not,
Serena?"

I was going to reply but stopped before my voice could come to me, as the
slave boy's cock suddenly doubled in size and stood straight out before
him. The Viscount began to laugh.

"No need to answer, dear.. your face tells it all."

I knew I was blushing again and I couldn't manage a word, so I said
nothing. I looked at the slave boy's face, thinking to myself that it
seemed ridiculous to keep calling him the slave "boy", but if that is what
the Viscount wanted it was better to stick with it. His expression was
calm, but his eyes looked fiery. I suspected he was angry with the Viscount
for bringing him here, and perhaps angry with me for my reaction to him,
but helpless to do anything about it. I did not know by what means the
Viscount kept the slaves in order, but whatever it was it appeared to be
effective, usually.

"Well then, Serena, I will let you walk to him, and touch him. Just be sure
to wait for my instructions, do you understand? It is a lesson in
restraint."

I nodded yes, and took a deep breath, not able to take my eyes off the
naked man in front of me.

"Walk to him, Serena. Your hands are unbound, put your arms around him."

I was shaking as I followed the instructions. I walked to him, my face only
coming to his chest. I reached my arms around him, and he closed his arms
around mine. Oh! My... I couldn't believe the feeling that having his arms
around me brought to me. He felt so strong, so powerful.. and yet he held
me delicately, like a flower. I nuzzled my face into his chest. His chest
hairs tickled my nose, and I could hear his heart pounding beneath the
skin. His arms tightened around my back and he caressed my back lightly
with his hands.

"Very nice," said the Viscount. He walked over to us and whispered into the
slave boy's ear. I strained to listen but could not hear what was said. The
Viscount took a step backwards, "tilt your head up, Serena, so that you can
see his eyes."

I did, and his eyes locked with mine for a long moment. A smile played upon
his lips, and then suddenly he brought his lips to mine and began to kiss
me! I struggled for a moment, afraid that it was the wrong thing to do, but
he held my head firmly and I could not move away from him. The Viscount
said nothing, and after a moment I gave in and kissed back. I could feel
his tongue protruding into my mouth, and before I realized what I was doing
I opened my mouth to him, and darted my tongue into his. The feeling was
exquisite, soft and fresh. I could feel every part of my body tensing and
excited by the touch.

He took his hand from behind my back and moved it to caress my breast,
while still kissing me. I moaned softly, and shifted so that he could reach
it better. I could feel him tug at my nipple with his fingers, and then
pinch it lightly, and twirl his finger around it. I'd felt that before, but
not while my arms were free to pull him closer, and standing with his arm
around my waist supporting me.

I brought my hand up to his neck and ran my fingers through his hair, and
he pulled me closer, grinding his crotch into me. His crotch was hard now,
and pressed against my hip warmly. I let my hand drop from his back and
enclose around it, pulsing and hot in my hand. I squeezed it gently and he
moaned in my ear.

The next thing I knew, we were separated and the Viscount stood between us,
scowling at me. I knew immediately what I had done, and I hung my head
before him. He sighed, apparently exasperated.

"What did you do, Serena?" he asked softly.

"I touched him without waiting for instructions." I said. My voice was
shaky, both from the experience and the stern look he gave me.

"And what were you told to do, Serena?"

"Wait for instructions."

"That's right. I'm afraid you didn't do very well, dear. Well, I suppose it
is to be expected, the first time around." He glanced towards the slave
boy, who now stood with a somber expression, three feet away, cock still
erect. "You did well" the Viscount said to him, "except for that untimely
erection. You will have to learn to control that one of these days." The
slave nodded.

"Well, Serena..what am I going to do with you now?" He walked around me,
tapping his fingers together, talking almost to himself. "let's see.. what
would provide a good lesson in restraint for Serena, that she might control
herself next time.. Do you think you will control yourself next time,
Serena?"

"Yes" I said, "I'm sorry."

"As well you should be," he replied. "Well I think you might do better next
time, but just in case..let me think. Ah, I know. I think you shall
restrain yourself this evening, all night. If you do well, we might try
this again soon. If not.. well, I will know you are not yet ready to be
presented with a man and you shall have to remain content with the slave
girls. Or would you like to just forget it, dear? You don't have to try to
learn, I am content to keep things as they are."

I didn't hesitate in my reply. I had never felt as much excitement as I did
with a man's arms around me, and his kiss, and feeling his hard cock press
into me. I wanted to feel that again. I wanted to touch a cock again and
truly examine it, taste it, feel it inside me. My imagination was wild with
the possibilities. I said, in the most humble voice I could muster, "I
would like to try to learn."

"Very well then, dear. Please remove your robe and step over here."

He was standing next to the gold cage, which had been in my room since my
arrival here. I had only spent the night in it a few times before. It was
not large enough for me to sit straight up in, or stand it, but long enough
to accommodate my body's length.

I did as he instructed and removed the robe. My breasts were already
exposed from the front of it, and it's lightness didn't keep me warm, so I
would not miss it. As I draped it across the bed I noticed a small liquid
stain on the left side, and realized it was from the slave's cock when he
pressed against me. A thrill ran through me again. I put the robe down and
joined the Viscount.

He touched my cheek with his hand, and then opened the door to the cage and
motioned for me to get in. He had my lay on my side, and hold my arms at
length above my head. He fastened them there. Then he asked me to spread my
legs, so that my pussy would be exposed. I did so, and he fastened a rope
around my uplifted leg to hold it in place.

"Are you quite comfortable, dear?"

I wasn't. "Yes.." I said.

"Good then. Boy, come over here. I want you to get into this cage, feet
first, and be very careful not to kick her."

Soon enough, his feet and massive legs were moving into my cage, his cock
brushing against my stomach as he wiggled in. The cage was big enough for
me, but it was a tight fit for a man as big as him. I could feel myself
getting excited, and I tried to restrain it, knowing that my leg was lifted
and my pussy in plain view. The Viscount was too busy to notice, trying to
get the slave situated as he wanted him to be. He walked around the cage
down near my head, and put his arm through to adjust the boy's legs. When
he was done, the slave's legs were above my head, entangled with my bound
arms.

He lay on his side, facing me, and my head was placed on his thigh, with
his other leg resting on my head. His cock was about an inch from my mouth,
and it was obvious that if I stretched forward, or if he thrust his hips to
me it would hit my lips. I could smell his musky, sweet odor and see his
swelling cock just before me. How easy it would be to reach out my
tongue...

I felt my legs being adjusted and then felt a weight placed on my inner
thigh. I realized what was happening, and squirmed a little in my
excitement.

"Serena, hold still" the Viscount's voice said to me, and I closed my eyes
and concentrated on being still. Moments later, my leg was unbound and
lowered so that it rested on soft hair. My leg was bound again in the new
position, and the slave was bound in his position.

"Well, that's done," the Viscount said. "You look cozy, although I guess it
is a little cramped in there with his size. Perhaps a smaller framed boy
would have done better... oh well, this will do. The two of you must listen
very carefully. Your instructions are simple. I want you to do nothing.
Nothing at all. Do not speak to each other. Do not caress each other, such
as you could. Do not kiss or touch with tongue or lips. Your legs are
positioned in as much a restful position as I could manage, so there is
nowhere to move to to rest more. I realize it may get a bit uncomfortable
for a long period of time but.. pity. It must be done."

He walked to my end of the cage and leaned down to look at my face, placing
a flower outside of the cage near my head. Very softly he said "do you
understand your instructions, Serena?"

"Yes" I said.

He walked to the other end, and spoke softly to the slave. It sounded very
stern, but I couldn't hear the words. The slave's cock jumped in front of
my face, whether in anticipation or fear I do not know. I had a strong urge
to nuzzle it, to make him feel better, but I didn't dare.

"Very well," the Viscount said, as his footsteps moved away from the cage,
"I shall take my leave now. Remember and follow your instructions, both,
and do not disappoint me."

He left, and I heard light footsteps in the room a moment later. I did not
know who it was, but assumed it was the slave girl who had been attending
me all day. She dimmed the lights and then was quiet, probably watching to
be sure we followed all instructions.

I could feel his hot breath on my pussy, and my own wetness accumulating.
At one point, I felt a flow of air rushing towards me - he was blowing on
me. I returned the favor - his body tensed and his cock pushed towards me,
dangerously close to touching my mouth. I tensed and froze, until he
relaxed again. I noticed a drop of white cream on the top of his cock. I
did not feel him blow on me again, and I did not, either. Indeed, I wanted
to.

THE END