Run Away Slave (kinky-sub x Inwiththebooks)

Lea felt heat pooling between her legs as she continued to pleasure her slave, her teeth lightly nipping at the flesh of her neck. She drew herself as close as possible, taking in the scent of her hair and the presence of Chloe. The moans let out filled the air of the kitchen and echoed in Lea’s mind long after fading from hearing. She was hers and hers alone, she’d guard her as a dragon guarded its treasure. Her fingers were slick with Chloe’s fluids, glistening and sticky. The digits reached as far as they could, wriggling about to touch as much as possible.

She could feel as Chloe approached her climax, her body tensing up as never before and her inner walls clenching up around her fingers. When she found release Lea smiled, her passion spraying across her fingers and dripping down on her hand proper. Each burst produced a moan and more liquid coated her fingers, the sorceress holding the slave tightly to prevent her from falling in her moment of release. A hunger had awoken in the blue haired woman, one that had gone unaddressed for quite some time. She held herself in check for now; this wasn’t about her it was about Chloe. Her own needs would be addressed later.

The slip of the tongue was not missed by Lea, but she smiled down at her slave. She removed her fingers slowly from the moist folds of flesh between her legs, strings of passion breaking as they parted the two points. The sorceress stuck her fingers in her mouth, suckling Chloe’s present from them with gusto. She rather liked the taste. Once she drank her fill she removed her fingers and spun her slave around, pressing her up against the counter and circling an arm around her waist.

“Anytime, my beautiful little slave. I think I’ll let you join me in my bed tonight. Give you a little break from my drawer.” Lea said, capturing Chloe’s lips in her own for a moment and biting them possessively before parting.

“Not now though. I am still a bit hungry. So finish up the soup and we can eat. After that… we can have some fun.” The sorceress said, sitting herself down and winking suggestively at the slave.

“Oh. Do you want some new clothes by the way? I suspect my little… impromptu advances might leave some stains. I can buy some next time I am out.” Lea inquired, her tone becoming more conversational.

Chloe was rather shocked at the change that had awoken deep within Lea as she merely blinked and her owner was now kissing her and sending little flirts with her. It wasn't unwelcome, rather quite the opposite as she loved the tender embrace of her lips being so close to her it was all she could think about. And a night out of the drawer and in an actual bed would be somewhat of a first for her and made her wish it was time for bed already. She was still a little winded from her release and her first few steps were shaky till she recovered her balance and could work again.

"Yes Mistress if it isn't too much ask." Chloe said smiling at her as she glanced over her outfit noticing her underclothes were soaked in her own fluids, but she didn't care as it was a reminder of what happened. She hadn't washed her own clothes as she only owned this one set and was focusing on the back log of Lea's and washing her's would cause her to be nude for a while. Which she previously didn't want to expose herself to Lea but now she thought nothing of it. Now especially after her fantastical encounter all that seemed small and didn't matter.

After drinking a glass of water Chloe finished up the soup adding in a few last minute less hearty herbs stirring it a few times before she moved away from the pot. She began setting the table for the two of them humming a small tune as she carried on her work smiling. Next she cut a few slices of bread to go with it placing the bigger pieces in front of her mistress along with a drink for her. Lastly she poured the soup only giving herself a small portion, carrying the bowls over to the table. She sat down across from her, not eating until Lea had started first."I hope you like it Mistress."

The smile was back on Chloe’s face and Lea found she rather enjoyed watching her work with a happy demeanor. The sorceress did not miss the humming of the slave and she found herself taken with the sounds. Lea was a creature of extremes, an all or nothing sort of woman. She threw herself at her magic and research because it was her passion. Now that she had established that she enjoyed having Chloe around she was more willing to open up. To risk hurting herself again to pursue something with her slave… not exactly love but certainly there was fondness there.

The woman noticed Chloe setting the table and prepared to use her magic, there were enough portions for a full sized meal for Lea and a small one for Chloe. The sorceress had never seen her eat soup before when shrunken, might be a tad awkward. Her portion filled a wooden spoon, which would soon prove to be more than enough to warm her belly. Little chunks of vegetables and herbs floated within, the bread next to it was like a piece one might break off with one’s fingers but was more than enough once the magic was completed.

Once Chloe looked ready Lea would once more work her sorcery, feeling the thrill of magic flowing through her body. She directed the energy as she had before, reaching across the table and gripping her palm between her thumb and forefinger as the magic would start to work. The sorceress could have shrunken her clothes with her… but given the activities Lea would be putting her through once full sized again they seemed unnecessary. Once the magic was completed and Chloe was small once more and dangling by her arm the blue haired woman would lower her to the table and then start on her own meal.

After the first sip of the soup, Lea would smile down at her slave. “Mmm… it’s very good, Chloe. You are a fine cook, better than I am at least.” Lea said, eating a little more quickly.

The meal was relatively simple but was certainly delicious, the sorceress occasionally dipping the bread into the soup and munching on that. It was certainly filling and the cooked vegetables floating around were positively delectable. When she finished the sorceress lifted the bowl up and started drinking in the rest of the soup remaining, some escaping to dribble down the side of her cheek. With that done the blue haired woman leaned back and gave her stomach a satisfied few pats.

“That certainly hit the spot. Once you finish up we can turn in early. I’m interested to see if you follow directions in bed as much as you do in everything else.” Lea said with a wink.

Chloe smiled as she felt her body tingling with Lea's magic as began to shrink down to eat her portion, she didn't mind her clothes not shrinking as was less modest now after being pleasured by the women. "Thank you Mistress and comes with practice."Chloe said smiling up at the woman. In hind sight soup was a bad idea for her as she couldn't lift the spoon and had no smaller utensils of her own, so she ended up eating most of it with her hands grabbing the small chunks veggies and nibbled on them. When it came to the broth she leaned in placing her lips on the spoon slurping it up but tried to contain the noise. Though the meal was awkward it was bigger than what she needed and after nibbling her small piece of bread she was stuffed, leaving a small bit left by normal standards.

Lea's comment would have frightened Chloe earlier probably passing out so she wouldn't have to participate in anything like that but now she was curious and more than willing. She also was hoping it would be a chance for her to make Lea feel as wonderful as she made Chloe feel, though her lack of skills did cause a minor case of nerves. "Yes Mistress, I can obey you directions in bed too." Chloe said smiling to her as she took a few steps away from the spoon showing she was done with her meal. She was curious if she was going to be returned to full size or if she was going to be like this for the night.

Lea took the spoon once Chloe was done and slurped down the remaining soup there, before also popping the remaining piece of bread in her mouth and swallowing. With that done she patted her belly in contentment, before gently picking up her slave. The sorceress positioned her hand so the tiny woman could comfortably lie down in her palm if she so desired. With that done she stood from her chair without another word and headed up the stairs that led to her room. She made sure to cup her other hand over top of Chloe to ensure she did not accidently fall.

The sorceress was having trouble deciding whether or not she wanted Chloe like this or normal sized. She could think of a few uses for a miniature Chloe, a few that left her positively wet between her legs. The thought of her slave squirming against the folds of her flesh, drinking in her passion and being hugged from all sides by her was very enticing. It would make for an interesting little experiment, a form of pleasure she had not explored before. Of course she’d need to take a few precautions to ensure that her slave did not drown or end up crushed.

A few subtle spells left her hands and sunk into Chloe’s flesh, the first a minor charm used to allow for water breathing. Modified just a bit for it was a different form of fluid. Another spell was to increase endurance, both of these being temporary and would fizzle out by the time her slave woke up. They would serve for tonight’s little… exercises. The sorceress then would place Chloe on the foot of the bed and begin to strip. Her clothing was discarded carelessly; the smile she offered to the slave next intended to be comforting.

“Right. So I’m thinking it’s time we test out what that size can really do. I want to feel you inside of me, my little slave.” The sorceress said, sitting down on the bed and spreading her legs out.

Her wet lips glistened and the sorceress opened them with two fingers. “Well, what are you waiting for? Climb on in and get to work, I placed a couple of enchantments that should keep you from drowning or getting crushed.”

Chloe had felt the odd transfer of magical energy into her as she laid down on her palm not knowing what it was for but she trusted Lea not questioning it. As she stood on the foot of the bed she watched her mistress strip smiling now being able to see her naked form which she had been a little curious about. She walked over to her slowly awkwardly sagging into the bed sheet as she made each step. It also helped build up her nerves as it was an unusual task how how to pleasure her, but at the same time she felt excited to. This was her chance to give Lea a fantastical moment and she didn't want to disappoint her mistress.

"Yes Mistress." Chloe said as she reached Lea's fingers and she took one last breathe before she used them to push herself into her feet first slowly wriggling her way in until she was past her lips. It took her a moment to get over a brief panic before she realized she could breath normally and wasn't in danger. It was an odd sensation consistently being hugged and squeezed by her mistress but it felt nice especially with her being already wet from their previous moment. Slowly Chloe began move her feet and legs up and down like a mermaid swimming as she started to try and pleasure Lea. As she moved her feet Chloe began to explore with her arms pulling herself up to find Lea's clit and gently latched onto it. She slowly massaged it with her tiny hands as well as giving it a few licks with her mouth causing her to take in Lea's fluid into her mouth. she let it sit on her tongue for a bet savory the taste of her mistress before swallowing it. It was odd but it grew on her and she kept licking her to eagerly taste her again slowly failing in love with the taste.

Lea’s lips parted when Chloe entered, a soft moan escaping her lips as the small woman worked her way inside. Her free hand worked its way into the sheets, knuckles turning white when her slave started playing with her clit. The sorceress had never tried this before but with the feeling of Chloe squirming about inside of her, it was certainly something she was enjoying. The blue haired woman lay fully back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. She struggled to keep her legs spread, the urge to cross them rather strong just like the urge to push Chloe deeper inside of her.

The fingers spreading her lower lips shifted after a few moments, the sorceress wanting Chloe to travel deeper inside of her. Her walls pushed up against her diminutive slave, moist and seeking to draw her in further. Lea’s fingers moved to push the slave deeper inside of her, to envelop her entirely with her flesh. It had been quite some time since the sorceress had been pleasured in any capacity. This particular method was driving her rather up the wall or at least up the headboard of her bed now. Her legs crossed now, attempting to trap Chloe inside of her.

“Ah… Chloe, deeper. Please.” Lea said, moaning loudly.

Her thighs started to rub against each other and her inner walls started to grind against the slave, her back arching. Lea felt a fog moving over her mind, the only desire becoming more, more, and more. She was suddenly grateful that she had placed those spells upon her slave, if she had not the situation might very well have gotten out of hand. Restraint was not exactly her strong point once all of her barriers broke down.

Lea's words were almost impossible for Chloe to hear due to her size and currently location she could barely make out her name being moaned out. Though as she felt her fingers press on her head she assumed what her mistress had moaned out. Slowly she used her legs and arms in an awkward crab walk to go deeper into her mistress. It was slow going as she was being crushed and squeezed by Lea crossing her legs, and every small movement she had to work against a lot of pressure.

She briefly tilted her head back trying to see if she could catch a glimpse of the outside light, but with her legs crossed she was trapped inside her mistress until she relaxed enough for her to get out. Though Chloe had no intentions of trying to get out early she loved being inside of Lea, feeling her warmth grow as she moved and slowly coating herself in her fluids that she was helping to make. She was surprised by how little discomfort she was in herself , thinking it would hurt a little as she was squeezed by her but soon chalked it up to her magic.

Once she had managed to finally make her way deeper into Lea she laid down feeling her mistress around her like a wet, warm hug and drank in more of her fluid. She started moving her legs again in the same pattern only every once in a while spread her own legs out as wide as she could. She kept this going at a decent pace before she decided to go a little faster now wriggling her whole body up and down to please Lea.

Lea could feel Chloe crawling her way deeper into her, she could feel every single movement the tiny woman made and it was driving her completely mad. Her walls hugged the slave tightly, coating her in the sorceress’ juices and trying to pull her in deeper and deeper. Lea’s head lolled to one side and then the other, writhing in her bed as her body was assaulted with wave upon wave of mind numbing pleasure. Every squirming motion her slave made was stimulating her, it was accurate to say it was much more intense than anything Lea had ever felt between her legs.

A loud gasp was ripped from her lips as Chloe briefly touched upon her sweet spot, a jolt of pleasure shooting through her body. Her back arched and her lips parted wide, the sorceress suddenly turning over onto her stomach and rubbing her clit in her fingers. She was not sure how the sudden motion might be taken inside of her, whether or not Chloe would feel the motion. At the moment Lea concerned herself with finding her own pleasure, her hand covering her womanhood and rubbing against it as her slave continued her good work inside of her. She was in a state of sheer pleasure.

Higher and higher she climbed on the cloud of pleasure, her body tensing up as she could feel herself reaching her peak. Her free hand reached beneath herself and started rolling one of her nipples between her thumb and forefinger. Likely if she had not cast that spell allowing Chloe to breathe in liquid, the slave would be drowning in her juices. What an erotic thought that was, briefly Lea allowed herself to wonder what it was like inside of herself. Was it pleasant and warm or simply wet and unpleasant?

These ponderings vanished as another loud moan was ripped from her, the release she so craved coming closer as closer. Finally her body tensed up, her walls clenching up tightly around Chloe and hugging her to Lea’s depths. Then came her release, her climax arriving in a burst of wondrous white. It flowed from her, rushing past Chloe and dripping between her fingers and onto the bed sheets. All the tension fled her body and finally Lea knew complete and utter relaxation. Lea turned over onto her back again, gasping for breath with a smile on her lips. In these moments in her afterglow she idly wondered if Chloe was still stuck inside of her.

Lea's sudden motion of rolling over hadn't done much to stun Chloe as she was so tightly hugged on all sides, she hadn't even realized that her mistress was shifting so much on the bed. Despite the whole situation seeming like it might be odd and unpleasant Chloe rather enjoyed her time inside Lea, she had gotten use to breathing through her nose saving her mouth to drink in the sweet fluid she was causing Lea to produce and was rather hot in there. She kept up working on her wondering how much longer Lea would last.

Though soon she got her answer as she could feel the walls tightening around her and it was harder to move but she still tried to no matter what the difficulty was. As Chloe felt rush of liquid coming from Le she stopped knowing her job was done and just laid still allowing herself to be moved a little by it, bringing her closer to the exit but not enough to be carried out. She stayed a few moments longer taking in one last drink before she crawled her way out of Lea. Once out side of her mistress she laid down on the wet spot Lea had created. She glanced down at herself happy that she was covered by her though, she would need a bath soon. Chloe stretched her legs having slight trouble as she was sticky and took her a moment to free all her limbs. Soon she got up walking around Lea stopping by her head smiling to see Lea in such a happy state."How did I do Mistress?" Chloe asked still smiling up at her.

Lea felt Chloe squirm her way out of her, still breathing rather heavily from that rather incredible experience. Her gaze turned to the side and she smiled as she noted her precious possession smiling back at her, covered from head to toe in her passion. Normally such a thing would require a bath but Lea had a better idea, moving a hand idly near the slave and muttering under her breath in an arcane language. She called the liquid away from Chloe’s body and from the fabric of the bed, essentially drying both with her magic before clenching her fist to teleport the fluid away into a pond a few miles away.

With that done she picked up Chloe and pampered her body with tender kisses, her soft lips pecking at the slave again and again. Eventually it was not enough contact for her so Lea willed her magic to allow Chloe to grow, actually continuing a little past her normal height so that she’d be slightly taller than Lea. It was a mistake on Lea’s part but she found that she did not mind it, besides she could reverse it in the morning. Instead her attention was taken by seizing Chloe’s lips in her own and wrapping her hand around her waist possessively.

“You were perfection Chloe. Not to worry though, I still like you better when you are a hand full. Well… two of them.” Lea offered with a wink, one of her hands cupping the slave’s breast and squeezing gently.

“You’ll be sleeping with me from now on, my slave. I want to see not a single frown on your beautiful face, that old life of yours is gone forever. Your new life is here with me, with a mistress that loves seeing you happy and pleased.” The sorceress said.

Chloe smiled as she watched Lea use magic instantly cleaning her and the bed which would save her one thing she would have to do tomorrow, and despite it being a constant presence in her life at the moment she loved watching Lea work when she could always amazed at what she could do. Chloe had a smile from ear to ear as she was held close and felt Lea kiss her, despite the size difference she never had any fear when being held by her not because of the new charm but because she knew Lea would never hurt her in anyway.

Chloe hadn't noticed Lea's mess up as she was laying down and it was hard to judge how tall she had become, that and she was too focused on her mistress wrapping both arms around her to hold her tight.She closed her eyes as they kissed her smile even bigger as their lips parted from one another. As she felt her quick groping of her just she smiled at her before giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. " Thank you Mistress, and honestly don't think I could ever frown knowing I am serving you." Chloe said softly as she nuzzled in to Lea resting her head against hers, she was truly happy and half expected this to be some dream and wake up to her old nightmare but it wasn't and her life was just that now a perfect dream. "Aww I think I'm gonna miss sleeping in your unmentionables, but some how I think I'll be able to adapt to this change easily." Chloe joke before she reached her head over kissing Lea on the lips holding it for a moment while her hand moved down gently caressing her legs.

Lea giggled and nuzzled Chloe back, kissing lightly at her neck and smiling into the action. She felt happier than she had been in years, holding her slave close to her like this was divine and being able to indulge herself with her was beyond description. Lea felt her spirit soar and her heart swell when Chloe said that she was happy serving her, right there Lea vowed to make that statement true. She was not this cruel Helena, she was going to be a kind mistress who cared for her slave and gave her affection. She cared for her possessions.

“Hmm… well, we could always make love in my unmentionables, might fill the gap. Twice the naughty as well.” Lea joked with a smirk, yawning slightly and snuggling up as close as she could to Chloe.

“Anyway, we should both get some sleep. I’ll head into town tomorrow and get some new clothes tailored for you.” Lea said, wishing to simply drift off to sleep.

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Unfortunately, Chloe might not have wanted to dismiss the possibility of waking up to an old nightmare. Tomorrow, after Lea entered town was when it happened. A crash was heard near the front of the house, the front door having splintered open and after it did two tall armed and armored men strode in. They bore the sigil of Helena’s household and were there to drag Chloe back to her old mistress whether she wanted to go back or not. The two men searched the house for the slave, overturning tables and ruining furniture in the process.

Lea’s house was simply a house, no magical enchantments rose to chase the men away and without Lea there to deter them they were free to do as they pleased in their search. Their orders had been explicit, to drag Chloe back and leave her as unmolested as possible. One of the guards likely even managed to feel sorry for the girl; Helena was a none to forgiving woman and was rather sadistic with her slaves. When she had sent them out she had made it clear that her escaped slave was going to suffer dearly for trying to run away.

Chloe only nodded her head with a yawn as she cuddled up closer to lea before drifting off to sleep on cloud nine with her mistress next beside her. As she rose in the morning with Lea and started upon her daily task, hugging Lea right before she left for the town. she was excited to get new clothes shedding the last bit of Helena from her life. She was up stairs when it happened knocking over her bucket as the bang startled her to death. She didn't know who it was but was willing to guess that it wouldn't be good. she quietly moved into Lea's closet hiding in an old coat hoping they would just steal something and leave her be.

The first guard Greg stood by the door blocking it as the second one Scott made his way through the house, it was a simple plan the two had come up with in order to catch Chloe and save their jobs. One stood guard on the front, while the back door was blocked off with the cart and the free guard could flush her out. For Scott this was personal as he had been here the morning after she escaped and the witch had turned them away. after the tongue lashing he received he didn't feel bad for Chloe. As he made his way through the house he opened everything flipping all furniture so she would have no place to hide. The kitchen received the worst of it as he cut holes in all the bags causing the food to spill out onto the floor. Greg remained at his post being a newer guard he didn't like what he was doing and considered letting her go if she came running towards him.

As Scott reached the top of the stairs he noticed the bucket and water and smiled following the footprints toward the bed room. "Alright Slave come out now, your witch friend is gone and you're coming home. Show yourself and I won't ruin this room." He barked already throwing the sheets off the bed. Chloe sat in the closet shaking as she could watch him through the crack, she thought she had a chance to run so she took it bursting out of the closet trying rush by him. But Scott was too fast and he swung his arm out causing Chloe to run into hit and hit the ground with a thud. He had quick work shackling her up both arms and feet before carrying her out. He through her in the cart and they left Lea's house. As they drove off a trail of tears rolled down her cheek noticing house damaged the house was and the thought that she might never see Lea again.

Scott sat in the back keeping one boot on Chloe pinning her down as she squirmed trying to fight back however she could, but it was no use she was trapped. It was a short ride back and soon the cart entered through the gate heading up to the main house. "You might have wanted to save some energy girl, your day is going to be long." Scott whispered to her smiling as they stopped short of the main house. He carried her inside forcing her to kneel in the foyer looking up at the stairs "Lady Helena We're back with your property."Scott said projecting his voice up stairs. As Chloe waited shaking she caught a quick look at her partner who glanced back and scurried off. She could tell she had taken the blow and wasn't happy about that but she couldn't have risked freeing them both.

A tsking sound came from above. A woman slowly stepped down the stairs of the foyer, a mature noblewoman that Chloe would know very well. Lady Helena, a noble of middling standing and of sizeable wealth and holdings. She possessed a prominent frown on her face as she regarded Chloe, her gaze sharp like ice. The gaze was turned upon Scott, who flinched under the fearsome glare. The noblewoman was known for her ill-temper and for her cruelty in equal regard, a widowed woman somewhat bitter over the death of her husband and especially bitter that she had not climbed higher in society before he expired.

Helena reached the ground floor, her belted sandals clacking audibly as she stopped right in front of Chloe. There was something in her right hand, a familiar tool to a slave of hers. A whip, coiled and ready to be used at any moment. The noblewoman grasped ahold of the slave’s hair roughly, jerking it upwards so that Chloe could look upon her face. Slowly a very sinister smile spread over her face, when she spoke her voice was sickly sweet and smooth like honey. No yelling or anger yet, which most certainly was a bad sign.

“Chloe, darling, so very nice to see you again. I missed you so, how cruel of you to run away like that. Who knows what could have happened to you out there?” Helena cooed, her grip switching to her jaw and tightening upon it.

“Well, no matter. What is important is that you are back, my little slave. Still… I am feeling dreadfully hurt that you left me like you did. I might just need to punish you to remind you what happens to slaves that run away from their Mistress.” Helena said, jerking her hand away and turning her gaze on Scott.

“Take her to my lower chamber and chain her up to the whipping post.” She said.

The lower chamber was Helena’s personal playground and a place no slave wanted to end up in. It was where she brought those who truly displeased her, a torture room where she whipped, used, and abused the occupant. It was said that the lady had kept people down there for months on end, and that was where Chloe would find herself. The room itself was rather large, possessing a whipping post, a cage, a table with leather restraints, a bed of hot coals with a branding iron in it and a large assortment of whips. When Helena entered it was with a cruel smirk on her face.

“Well now, slave; are you ready to get started? Hope you like the quarters; they are all you will be familiar with for a long time to come.” The noblewoman purred.

Hearing her voice again sent shivers down Chloe's spine, her old scars acting up at the mere sight of that godly tool in her hand enough to cause a mental pain. She knew this was going to be rough as she would live in agony for some time until some miracle released her, and the days she had spent with Lea had softened her in a good way there but now she would be back at square one with Helena. She didn't speak back knowing it was her game and she didn't want to her to know about how Lea or how she had treated her especially their fantastical moment, no that was theirs and not Helena's even if her old walls were gone Lea had sparked a fire to live in her. That is what she would use to focus on even if it never happened again and she died down here. With her hand on her throat she had no choice but to stare at her swallowing the lump in her throat not blinking until she had to. As the attention turned to Scott her merely nodded before dragging Chloe off to the lower chamber.

Once downstairs he quickly fastened her arms to the post, her chin roughly resting on top of the post as he locked her legs in place with the last set of chains. She looked around the room noticing little had changed in way of decorations or tools and the room had an all to familiar feel about it. The post was far from comfortable and kept Chloe in an awkward stance with her back constantly arched and having no room to move or adjust herself. The post it's self faced the door forcing Chloe to look at Helena as she entered the room more ready to go then Chloe was. "Yes Mistress Helena, and these quarters are quite lovely." Chloe said glaring at her, she was being sarcastic but she had to start fighting back as soon as she could.She took in controlled breaths trying to still her nerves and focus on her true mistress not this bitch standing in front of her. Despite wanting a good viewing of Chloe's punishment he quickly left, happy with just hearing her screams echo up the stairs.

Helena frowned at the sarcasm, a little jarred at the difference in Chloe that had not been apparent when she had last been here. Clearly the sorceress she had been serving had not done a good job keeping her slave a broken demure little thing. It looked like the noblewoman was going to have to make up for lost time, ah well, that was hardly a negative. Helena did so enjoy Chloe more than the other slaves, she screamed so nicely and her flesh was marred rather easily. The noblewoman allowed the whip to slacken in her hands, the leather hitting the ground with a smack.

“Clearly that bitch of a sorceress you’ve been hiding with rubbed off on you. How disappointing, that will only make this harder on you.” Helena said, moving around to Chloe’s back.

“Did you enjoy your taste of freedom? Or did you offer yourself up to that witch as her slave, knowing how pathetic you were? That you would never survive on your own?” The noblewoman asked, drawing her arm back and lashing out forward.

The whip cracked against Chloe’s skin harshly, being drawn back in and then cracked again. Again and again the noblewoman lashed the slave, the leather biting into flesh. Helena smiled cruelly through the entire affair, stopping at twenty lashes to allow Chloe time to think about the situation. Helena enjoyed hurting her slaves, she enjoyed punishing disobedience, she was something of a sadist and it showed in this room. She just needed a reason to act upon her urges; sometimes she didn’t even need that.

“You stupid little slave, did you really think I would not find you? Did you really think you were free? You’ll never be free, slave. You are mine, until your last breath leaves your miserable body. Now scream! I want to hear you scream!” Helena hissed, lashing out at Chloe again with increased fervor.

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Meanwhile some distance away, Lea was just returning home from her day of shopping and looked perfectly content. The tailor had assured her that some suitable clothing would be ready for her slave within a few days. The sorceress had opted for simplicity, a few long tunics, a pair of sandals and a pair of boots, and a few sets of underclothes. She had made certain to specify one of the tunics should complement Chloe’s marvelous assets. She had also purchased something she knew Chloe was going to love, something that would tide her over for when her clothes were ready. It was tucked in a box under her arm.

Lea’s eyes widened when she arrived at her front door, surprise turning to immediate worry as she remembered those men looking for Chloe on the first day they met. The sorceress rushed inside, finding her home an absolute wreck but not particularly caring about that. Her surprise gift was left in the kitchen as she went from room to room, searching for Chloe. She called out her name a number of times to no avail, her slave was nowhere to be seen. Feared gripped Lea’s heart, once more someone she had allowed herself to care about had been torn from her arms.

“Damn it… damn it!” The sorceress cursed, screaming in primal rage as she picked up one of her chairs and flung it across the room.

Chloe had been taken from her, likely by her old mistress. The sorceress intended to pay this Helena a visit… only she had no idea where the noblewoman lived. She knew someone that might very well know however, not someone she wished to speak to but there was no other choice. Her elder sister was well integrated into the nobility, if anyone knew where Chloe had gone to then it would be her. She lived a good two days away and her estate was warded against teleportation, so Lea would need to travel by mundane means. Travel she would though, she was going to get Chloe back. She was also going to teach those that had taken her the price for stealing from a powerful sorceress.

Chloe clenched her teeth as her hands dug into the post as the lashing she was used to started up again, she wouldn't scream if she could help it not wanting to give Helena that pleasure. Though she knew this would be a war of attrition she had no chances on winning, unless Lea came soon to free her from this wretched place. Chloe wasn't sure how long she could last being whipped, before twenty was nothing and the pain tolerable but it was hurting more than she remembered from before she ran away. On top of the physical pain her words had started to cut in to her, not caring what she said about herself but calling Lea a bitch was too far. Helena had no right insulting someone as sweet and caring as Lea or calling her a foul name more suited to Helena than anyone else.

" I served her as her maid , not as her slave but to pay for my room and meals." Chloe said lying to Helena, as she was Lea's slave now but the whole time there she never really felt like it. She let the comment about Lea slide knowing if she responded to it she would blow their true relationship and Helena would warp that image in Chloe's mind."Getting old Mistress Helena? Can't remember I never screamed at twenty." Chloe said knowing fully that this would just increase her lashings ten times, but it would hopefully serve to only get lashed by the whip keeping Helena's mouth too furious to taunt Chloe. The physical pain she had dealt with before and would fade in time, but her teasing and ill words bounced around in her head as her wall for that was gone and she didn't want to put a new one up but would if she had to. Feeling one more lash she held in her scream, grinding her teeth to stop herself and in the brief pause she could feel her back on fire from the lashing. Her more recent scars hurting the most and one starting to reopen from the abuse.

Helena’s face twisted in fury at Chloe’s mockery, the whip cracking even harder and faster for her cheek. The noble was not certain where the slave had gained this newfound resistance, however she was going to nip this in the bud as quickly as possible. It was that sorceress; she must have done something that affected this change in Chloe. The noblewoman was not fond of having things that belonged with her messed with. She was going to pay that witch back for this, oh yes, she was not a very forgiving person and she most certainly never forgot slights against her.

It was after forty more lashes that she finally stopped, her arm actually starting to feel a little tired for the effort. The noble then hung the whip up on the wall and moved around to where her branding iron rested in the bed of hot coals. She hummed lightly as she picked up the object, the thing baring the sigil of her house. The metal glowed red and would most certainly leave a mark on the slave. Helena moved around behind Chloe once more, moving the iron close to her upper back but not pressing it up against her skin just yet.

“You remember this don’t you, Chloe? I branded you in this exact place when you became mine; it looks like the whip scars ruined it though. We can’t have that now can we?” The noble said.

With that she pressed the hot brand against Chloe’s skin, drawing a hissing sound as flesh was burned by white hot iron. She held it there for a good few seconds before withdrawing it, leaving the brand burned into her skin. With that done Helena put the brand away and headed out of the room, her intension to leave Chloe to suffer for a good bit. This would take quite a bit of work; her slave had become much more resistant and moody in her time away. Helena stopped at the doorway and turned back to her slave.

“I’m going to find the thief that took you from me, that witch. I’ll have my men kill her and bring her pretty head back here to me so I can show it to you. For now though, think about your situation. The quicker you adopt a more respectful and submissive manner the sooner I will think about letting you out of here.” Helena said, leaving then to let Chloe enjoy the night chained to the whipping post.

A slight smile formed on Chloe's lips knowing her comment had hit Helena pretty hard and it showed in the harsher blows to her back. The next forty were unbearable bring her to the verge of tears and screaming. But she held her ground for as long as she could not wanting to cave to her on the first day, but as she neared the last ten her silence was gone. She didn't scream but grunted biting her lips as she was dealt the last of her blows with the whip. As Helena stopped the abuse Chloe followed her movement as best as she could while being held down. Seeing her stop at the bed of coals her heart skipped a few beats knowing what was to follow.

The branding was far worse then whipped as it would renew Helena's claim over her body and she had been glad that her years of abuse distorted and removed that image from her back. She tried to steady herself as Helena positioned the iron above her back taunting her with the suspense of the pain to come. She didn't want to scream but it was too much her back was already stinging and felt on fire from the whipping and now the iron searing her already damaged skin Chloe felt like she was going to pass out from the pain. Chloe screamed out as it was finally pressed into her skin, her hands clenching the post as hard as she could while a few tears rolled down her face. Once it was done she glared up at Helena breathing heavier and her face still red from the tears, this wouldn't break her but what came next almost did.

"Never..... Never again." Chloe said her voice rough from the long scream, if she had to be tough for her one sake last time she now had more of a reason knowing Lea's life was on the line. And Helena's threat was enough to put Chloe in tears, but she held off waiting for her to be up the stairs before crying. She cared about her own life but she couldn't even think of what she would do if he was the reason Lea was murdered, she knew Helena was mean but that was too far and a shock to her not thinking she was a complete psychopath. She had considered giving in and once she was allowed back up stairs she could escape again and warn Lea but that would be a while and she had no idea if she would be home., or if she even knew Chloe was gone.

The night was long and sleep for Chloe was rare at best in her current situation, despite knowing she had to rest if she would survive another day. Her mind was a buzz scared for Lea and her safety, yes she did know magic but would that be enough she could shrink people and produce fire but she was just one person. On top of that her body ached something fierce as her back was stinging more than ever and worse anytime she shifted her stance. Which was quite oft en as she had been bent over in such an awkward position for so long. Finally she passed out probably only getting a hour two at best for sleep, there was no dreams as she hoped, but instead a nightmare of Lea's head mounted to the wall forced to watch Chloe be abused while Helena just laughed.

The next day Helena returned, her arms crossed under her breasts as she paced a circle around Chloe with a positively predatory smirk upon her face. The slave looked positively wretched with her wounds and the brand fresh upon her back. That was exactly what Helena wanted, for Chloe to look and feel weak and helpless. She was somewhat displeased to hear that there was neither hide nor hair of the sorceress back in her home; however Helena figured she’d turn up eventually. In fact her disappearance might very well help her in breaking Chloe, in dampening her spirits further.

“So, my men cannot find that bitch. Do you know what that means? She’s abandoned you.” Helena hissed, her fingers trailing down Chloe’s back.

“You were nothing to her, I guarantee. Just another slave. No matter what she might have said that is all you were to her, she won’t be coming to save you so I’d give up hope that she will. That is how the world works, slave. There are no good people, just bad people pretending to be good. We are all rotten on the inside. The sorceress used you, then when you no longer proved convenient to her she just left you to me.” The noblewoman continued, seizing Chloe by the hair and jerking her head back.

Helena was, at her core, a bitter and spiteful woman. She had lost quite a bit in her time upon this world and sought to bring down those around her that were happy. Chloe was defying her for some stupid reason; she was refusing to just accept her situation and place. She had found something with that sorceress, whether it was acceptance, friendship, or even love (ha!) Helena intended to stamp it out. She’d beat it out of her and if that didn’t work she’d play at her obvious weakness for the sorceress.

The noblewoman turned to her array of torture supplies and removed a set of sheers, gripping Chloe’s head once more. Helena took a handful of the slave’s hair and pulled on it roughly, moving her sheers into position. She sliced mercilessly at Chloe’s nice reddish hair, cutting it roughly and unevenly so that it was well above her shoulders. The spiteful mistress then tossed it into the burning coals in plain view of the slave, turning her attention back to Chloe with a malicious smile in place.

“You are mine, Chloe; everything you will ever be is mine. You live only because I allow, only because I am not wasteful with my possessions. When I am done with you the only thing that will cross your mind is how to please Mistress Helena.” She sneered.

The morning had come all too soon for Chloe and despite her nigh being rough and the nightmare it was a slight improvement over more alone time with Helena. Her lack of sleep was quite obvious and with the bags under her eyes and her slowed movement as she watched Helena circle around her. Though she was sad that Lea was gone it was a good sad, meaning she was alive and hopefully doing what she could to save Chloe. She didn't believe a word Helena said as it wasn't true , good people existed in the world, rare and hard to find but Lea was genuinely good. She had nothing to gain from using Chloe, the house was decently kept clean and she had mentioned her hatred of people, and in fact she only stood to lose things by using Chloe.

As she felt Helena's hands on her she tried her best to shake her off having no desired effect and only survived to further hurt herself as it reopened some wounds. But she didn't care she had learned that the pain would fade given enough time and break from it, what mattered most was protecting her mind and what she had with Lea. That was all she had now being with Lea had made her stronger and where before she had faked her obedience to Helena she didn't even deserve that.

"You're The Bitch!" Chloe said spitting towards Helena no having enough range to hit her but it would serve her purpose as a sign of what she thought about her."And you're wrong, just because you don't know any good people doesn't mean they don't exist. or maybe its you driving them away and only drawing in filth like you." Chloe added glaring at her, she hadn't cared about her hair it would grow back and only showed to that Helena was probably jealous of her looks and youth. No what set her off more was her earlier words still buzzing around in her head. "You'll never truly own me, last time I fake it just to try and get by."

Helena snarled and backhanded the slave in a fit of rage, glaring down at the bound creature with the barest fury shone in her eyes. She gripped Chloe’s throat and squeezed, choking her in her anger. She kept this up for a good while, cutting off the slave’s airway and just increasing the pressure from there so she could not get off a single breath. Finally she just let go, jerking her hands back and turning on her heel to wring her own hands. She was completely and utterly furious at how Chloe dared to speak to her, daring to voice her resistance and insult her. This was not the slave she remembered.

“Your sorceress is no different than me I assure you, Chloe! If you think she is then you are only setting yourself up for disappointment. What I wonder makes her so special to you?” Helena said aloud, freezing suddenly as a thought crossed her mind.

“Wait… no. It couldn’t be that…” Helena said, as much to herself as Chloe.

The cruel mistress moved towards Chloe again, reaching down and pulling at her skirt and panties to peer down at the article of clothing. When she noticed the stains she was able to put two and two together and released her hold on Chloe’s clothes. A slow and very amused smile worked its way across Helena’s lips, a chuckle escaping them as she moved back away from the slave. She had not anticipated this; however it most certainly made sense given how very loyal Chloe appeared to be regarding this new mistress of hers.

“So, that is why. Did she make you feel nice down there, Chloe? Did she whisper loving and tender words in your ear when she took you? How did she do it I wonder? Did she stick her fingers deep inside of you? Or perhaps she got on one knee and filled you with her tongue?” Helena mocked.

“Whatever she said, slave, it was all lies. Pretty words but no substance to back them up. Is that all she needed to do to gain your loyalty? I should have tried it ages ago if I knew that you were such a little whore.” The noblewoman sneered, turning on her heel and exiting the room briefly before returning with Scott.

The guard removed Chloe from the whipping post and dragged her towards the restraining table, fastening the leather straps around her wrists and ankles before leaving with a smirk tossed towards the slave. Helena circled the table, running her fingers along the wood and granting Chloe a patronizing look. Her finger moved to the slave’s stomach, lightly circling her navel almost playfully if not for the knowledge of who the finger belonged to.

“Well then, shall we compare who can make you squeal the loudest then? Pity your sorceress already stole your virginity, I’ll just have to make due as a more impressive follow up act.” Helena said, her hand slowly trailing downwards.

It had happened too fast for Chloe had barely time to try and shake her off or attempt a dodge as the hand came lashing at her cheek making a noticeable sound, and in a blink of an eye she felt Helena's hands wrapped around her throat tightening her fragile airway. She didn't think Helena was going to kill her though her last comments may have pushed her too far. As she held on longer and Chloe started to choke gasping for a single breathe as her eyes watering thinking this was her final moments only to have her throat released at the last moment. She panted heavily as she regained herself, she stared down at the ground giving herself a break and not wanting to further aggravate the woman.

As she came closer again she prepared herself for another smack, pulling of her hair but nothing physical came her way though she was curious to what she had in mind. Then it hit her as she felt Helena pull her skirt down she gasped out of shock and fear that she might put what had happened to her together, and knew she would once she had removed her panties. she silently cursed to herself keeping quiet not knowing what Helena would do to her now that she knew she assumed it would be another beating for breaking her rule. she tried to calm herself feeling her emotions kick in and ruin things for her, but she was too worked up especially how she mocked their moment together. "Shut up, it wasn't empty words."She mumbled back a tear rolling down her cheek wishing she was in Lea's sweet embrace being driven to that blissful state.

As she was moved from the post to the table she didn't fight Scott as she had no energy to do so and even if she got to the door she would never get out of the house. Chloe winced squeaking in pain as she was laid down on the table, her back still sore and would take a moment before she could numb the pain out. Reality and her fear of what would happened couldn't have been more different as she felt Helena's finger teasing her stomach and moving downwards. She would have preferred being beaten then this, she only wanted Lea to try and make her feel that way not Helena. "Get you hands off me, besides you wouldn't want to drop down to my level and be a whore." Chloe said pulling on the straps trying to move her hands to stop her. she hoped her last comment would stop her seeing it would ruin her image if any one knew. A clear fear was in her eyes, all she had was Lea and she was gone and now her memory of being intimate with someone was going to be warp by her.

Helena actually laughed at Chloe’s flimsy defense. “Please. You aren’t a person, Chloe. You are a thing, something I own. I can do whatever I please with my property and no one will think any less of me.” She mocked.

The noblewoman’s fingers circled Chloe’s womanhood, teasing around the edges maliciously and never quite moving in. Then her thumb ghosted over the slave’s clit, before seizing it between her thumb and forefinger and squeezing the sensitive spot ever so. She toyed with Chloe’s clit with extreme amusement and with a rather cruel smirk on her face. Her free hand moved under her shirt and groped at one of her breasts, seizing one of the milky orbs of flesh and squeezing it possessively.

Helena then finished with her teasing, three fingers entering into Chloe without warning as the digits pushed past her lower lips. The fingers drove deep within the slave, moving apart in order to stretch her inner walls in a manner the noble hoped would be uncomfortable. The slave was tight as the noblewoman expected, her body obviously lacking much experience with carnal ways. She hummed a merry tune as her other hand seized one of the slave’s nipples in her fingers, rolling the bit of flesh between them.

From here Helena started pumping her fingers slowly inside of the slave, moving in and out with ease. No matter the protests that might be leveled at her Helena would not stop, in fact they would likely push her to continue her ministrations. Her expression showed that she was finding a good deal of enjoyment out of this. She wanted to taint Chloe’s fond memories of her first time, to make her associate sex with pain and trauma. It seemed a rather good way of getting Chloe to fall in line behind her.

“I don’t know why I did not try this ages ago. In fact, I’m thinking that since I am such a loving and kind and merciful mistress that I will do this to you every single day. You should have told me you enjoyed spreading your legs for any random stranger Chloe.” Helena taunted.