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Her New Master (Friend in the Shadows & Gilt)

She jolted as his lips connected with her breast, loudly gasping, "Ah!" as he suckled her. She trembled as his tongue rolled over her nipple.

Jenna was again struck with conflict as he asked if she wanted to walk or be carried. Her head told her to walk, take some personal space, but her body... Taking a breath, she decided to do what he seemed intent on doing-- letting him carry her. She was beginning to wonder if this might be some new twist on the I-like-to-watch fetish-- that maybe he got off on pleasuring others. She tried to hold onto that thought, to try and distance herself again... but he made it so difficult!!

"Carry me, please, Master," she said quietly.
 
Gram didn't vocalize a reply. Instead he lifted her effortlessly with one arm, pulling Jenna as close to his body as he could while his free hand continued to touch and tease her body. Slowly, he started to head down towards the hall, stopping several times to lick and suck at Jennas' breasts, making sure to keep her interested in what was to come.

The bedroom was nice for one who lived alone. The bed was, itself, a canopy with thick wood posts. A dresser stood across from the bed, while a walk-in closet took up a side wall. The large window across from the closet was currently covered by a thick black curtain. The floor was the same white carpet found in the living room.

"Will work out clothing arrangements tomorrow. Right now, I'm going to to enjoy every inch of this body of yours." He said as he settled them both on the bed. "First, we'll fuck facing each other. I want to see your face as you cum this time. After that, if your still awake, I'll take you from behind. You've pleased me greatly today, so you may sleep unbound and in my arms. I shall continue asking you questions, even though you don't like them. Now spread you legs and hold them open for me. I want to slid in as easily as possible." He added, moving back from the bed.
 
Jenna hesitated only the barest moment. This was more what she was used to, being told exactly what was going to happen to her, being commanded to spread her legs. But she felt so fired up, she still couldn't detach. His touch had been so intimate and personal, so geared toward her, that she couldn't quite get over the mental hurdle that usually hid her so well.

Laying back, she spread her legs, revealing her hot, damp sex to him. She clutched the sheets nervously and felt short of breath already
 
Gram watched as she obeyed his command, and enjoyed seeing the dampness of her sex spread open for him to admire. Wishing to draw out the moment even more, he slowly let slid the robe from his body, making her watch every inch of his skin come into view before reveling his shaft. Taking a few steps forward, Gram moved to stand between her legs.

Grams' cock looked to be about 12" long and 6" wide, big for a human but not monstrous by demon standers. "Looks like one of those sex toys you can buy in a shop, doesn't it? The difference is, this ones warm and has a special surprise ending." He said with a smirk as he placed the head of his rod against Jennas' awaiting mound. "I bet your other masters used something like this on you before. But they didn't care about you. They just shoved it in without taking time to ensure you were prepared for it, did they?" He asked as he pushed the head into her awaiting sex.
 
Jenna nodded, her eyes betraying a little mistrust. Only one master had used such a thing on her before, and he had done so viciously, wanting to hear her scream for him. He knew exactly how they had treated her, and she wondered at it.

Her breath caught in her chest as he drew close, pressing himself against her gently. As he pressed the head into damp sex, she turned her face away with a gasp. It was massive, but he paused before it caused her pain. It was such an unusual thing, his being so gentle, that she kept waiting for him to do something unexpected-- to slap her to make her clench around him, to shove himself into her by surprise, to start biting her. Something, anything, to put her back in the realm of the familiar and away from his infuriating lover's ways.
 
Seeing Jenna turn her head away from him, but also seeing that what he was doing was thrilling her a little, Gram began to push his hard shaft into her sex slowly, letting every second draw out as much as possible. Once he was in as far as he could go, he placed his left hand against her chin and turned Jennas' head back to face him.

"I want to see your eyes as we fuck. I want to feel your breath on my face." He said as his hands reached up and encircled around hers, pinning them to the soft bed as he hovered over her. "Tell me my slave, do you like having my thick cock in you? Do you like me filling your tight pussy?"
 
Jenna trembled, taking shuddering breaths as he slowly pushed into her, ever so gently. Her body reacted hotly to his presence, her pussy shivering around his shaft, becoming more and more wet, providing extra lubrication for his massive cock.

When he was completely in her, she already had a thin sheen of sweat, she was so hot and ready for him. Her eyes fluttered open as he pulled her face toward him, her breath catching again. She didn't know how she felt about looking at him as he fucked her. She didn't acknowledge his desires, but she didn't turn away again. As he drew her hands above her head, her breasts perked out toward him, her back arching slightly under his masculine form.

"Yes," she answered his question breathlessly, her body trembling around him, as she answered both as she thought he wanted to hear and honestly, "Yes, Master, I like it. I like the way you fill me. I only feel this tight with you, Master, like it's new again..."

Another tremble passed through her, and she drew a leg around behind him without realizing it, as if drawing him near.
 
Gram let a small smile form on his face as Jenna spoke. "You like it that much do you? Good. Sex should be about pleasure, not pain. Though you will eventually find pleasure in pain while you are with me, it will be a long journey." He said as he started to move his hips. He had felt her leg wrap around his back, felt the smooth touch of her skin on his, and loved every second of it.

"It may hurt a bit once I start picking up speed. If it does, I want you to kiss me and keep kissing me. It will lessen the pain enough for you to enjoy yourself. I expect you to cum for me at least once more tonight. And don't be afraid to be vocal: the walls are thick so no one will bother us." He said as his mouth sucked a little on her right nipple once more.
 
Jenna nodded as he instructed her, enjoying the feel of him inside her, even before he began to move. She was about to verbally agree, until his mouth met with her nipple, his sucking giving her sweet pleasure. Her back, already arched a little, swayed deeply as she pressed her breasts higher, into his mouth. After she did so, she had a moment of realization that she had, and shrank back, a little timid again. Was that what he wanted? Or for her to just lay back and take what he had to offer? He did say she could be vocal-- she wasn't sure if she was vocal naturally or not, so often had she feigned it-- but did he mean she was allowed to move as she wished? He was holding her down, after all.

She thought all this in a moment before she locked eyes with him again, then she was sure she was allowed. She raised herself into him again. She didn't turn her face away, but she let her head roll back a little as he pleasured her, letting out soft moans as her internal coil began to tighten.
 
Grams' smile widen as he heard Jennas' moans fill the air. Driven by her new found desire for sex, he obliged her and began to pick up speed. His mouth moved away from her chest and started to kiss along her neck line like before in the shower, nibbling lightly at her ear then turned to preform a repeat performance on her other breast. His hands relaxed a little, giving her enough freedom to break his hold on her should she choose, but his cock continued to thrust in and out of her, picking up a steady rhythm before increasing in speed.

Gram stayed like that for close to an hour, teasing, testing and fucking till his body started to tense. Giving a short grunt, he felt himself unable to hold on any longer. His shaft dove in as deep as it could, a stream of white burst forth, filling Jennas' sex with his seed. Taking several deep breaths, he looked down at his little slave and asked "Did you enjoy that?"
 
Jenna's heart pounded in her desire. He pounded into her, but his fears were unfounded: he caused her nothing but pleasure. He hit every spot inside her, slick friction building her pleasure.

As he teased her, she nearly came over and over, but he was always holding back just a little, making her want more. So when he finally got closer to coming himself, and he sped up, Jenna finally rose up and over, orgasming with him, then twice more. She came in silence, but her expression was enough. Her mouth opened wide and her half-lidded eyes rolled up as her head rocked back into the pillows. Her cunt clenched tight on him, pleasured tremors shivering through her core. One hand slipped from his, and she grasped at his back desperately.

She panted deeply, sweating under him, she could only nod to his question.
 
Gram let his body fall softly next to Jennas' on the bed. His cock slid out of her mound, still hard but resting lightly against her thigh. "Looks like you're all worn out. That's to be expected. You've had a very emotional day. Sleep would do you a world of good." He said as he pulled Jenna close to his chest, his arms draping around her slender form.

"Sleep soundly. I want you fully rested for tomorrow. I want to fill you up again before we go out. I think your body looks better with my seed inside it. Since you've been a very good girl, cumming as much as you did, I'll buy you something nice." His hand began to lightly trace a line along the curve of her breasts.
 
Jenna's pants changed quickly to deep breathing. She was so physically satisfied that almost immediately after he drew her back into him, she was asleep. She barely heard what her reward was before she was out, one arm under the pillow, the other clutched around his as his hand traced her form.
 
Next Morning

Gram woke early, as was his habit, and slowly moved himself from the bed, taking care not to wake Jenna. Slipping his robe back over his body, he went back out to the kitchen. After first cleaning up the dishes from the previous meal, he set to work on breakfast. Soon, the house started to smell of fresh coffee, bacon, toast and eggs as he moved about the kitchen. His plan was to let her sleep for as long as Jenna needed. It wasn't as if she would be leaving his side any time soon, now was it? He could afford to be patient with her.

Standing in the kitchen, looked down at the table where the meager pieces of clothing that were considered hers. His hands lightly held the large metal collar as he stroked his chin and contemplated the days errands.
 
When Jenna finally woke, it was late into the morning. The smells of breakfast drew her attention, and she quickly wrapped herself in a dressing gown before padding down the hall to the kitchen. As she walked, she felt different from normal between her legs. She was strangely aware of what they had done the night before, and it had nothing to do with the little dried cum on her skin.

But she had settled somewhere in between herself and detachment, so when she entered the kitchen, her face was impassive again as she bowed to him, "This smells wonderful, Master."
 
Gram felt a smile form as he heard her footsteps come down the hall. "Thank you my little slave. Please have as seat. I was right in thinking that you look good wearing something just as much as you do when wearing nothing." He said as her served a large omelet to Jenna. The bacon followed, then toast and coffee, waiting for her to enjoy.

"Eat up, we have a big day ahead and I want you at full strength. I've been considering your attire: apart from have to wear this hunk of metal around your neck, I've also been thinking about these." He held up the bra and panties that she wore when he bought her yesterday. "These belong to your old life before me. I'm trying to decide if I should let you wear them when we go out or just throw them away right now. I'll be buying new sets of clothing for you anyway, so it's not as if you need them."
 
Jenna sat at the table as he brought the food over, and began to eat what was put before her. It was a good deal of food, so she didn't eat all of it, but she certainly made a valiant effort. After each thing served, she would say, "Thank you, Master," and continue eating.

She looked at the matching set as he held them up, and worried a little. She didn't like the idea of wearing them-- like he said, they were a part of the auction house-- but neither did she like the idea of going naked in public. Granted, she had done it before, but then it wasn't her. It wouldn't matter to the people on the streets-- ever since non-humans took over, regulations on public modesty had been changed drastically. Regulations on humans had been made more stringent, but she knew slaves were exempt from that rule.

She swallowed down a sip of coffee, then answered with butterflies in her stomach, "I'll wear or not wear whatever you like, Master."
 
Gram sat and thought for a long moment before he replied. "I know that you will wear what I tell you. The problem is what do I want you to wear? When we are out in public, which I intend to make a semi habit of, I want to show you off to everyone. But I prefer that you be clothed when I do. I want everyone to see how lovely you are, want them to think what you must look like under your clothing, and be frustrated that they shall never find out." He lead back and let out a sigh.

"I suppose that I can just have you remove these...garments...as you try the new ones on. Yes, that will work. This will be a major trip. I don't shop for female clothing, obviously, so you will need to try on a lot of different outfits. I expect you to tell me how they feel on you and how you feel wearing them." He looked over and saw that Jenna had finished most of her breakfast.

"If your done, you may go get cleaned up. Then come back out here. I want to fuck you before we leave. Your body screams to me to take it."
 
"Yes, Master," she said, standing from the table and heading quickly down the hall to tidy up. She felt something tighten in her as he mentioned fucking her-- she was actually a little turned on already. After the night before, his touch and the pleasures he had given her, she blushed to know that he excited her. She bit her lip, wondering that she could feel so differently... actually being excited about sex, rather than dreading and dissociating from it.

She cleaned up, brushing her hair and teeth, giving herself a quick sponge-bath in the sink and drying, before returning quickly down the hall. She stood before him, her hands at her sides, and stuttered a little as her breath caught in her chest, "M-master?"
 
Gram quickly finished his meal and cleared the table of the dishes. He wanted the table empty for the two of them. His lips curled into a smile as he saw her return to him, nude as the day she was born. He slowly sat back down in a chair, his eyes staying on her as he did.

"You look beautiful. Come over here. I want you to do something for me. You said that a previous master had you preform for him. I wish for you to pleasure yourself in front of me. I want to see cum before my eyes before I take you like last night."
 
Her heart flip-flopped in her chest. Again, he asked her to do something personally in ways she had only ever done so impersonally. She had always been putting on an act when she performed that way for her masters-- it had never been a real reaction... Swallowing nervously, she sat on the edge of the table, scooting back and propping herself on her elbow gently. She drew her legs up gracefully, setting her feet on the edge of the table, so he could see her most intimate place.

His eyes on her ready sex sent thrills down Jenna's core. She wanted to do well for him... she wanted him to like what she did. She drew her hand from her knees to her sex, trailing her fingers gently along her skin. She began tracing her lips with her fingertips, caressing herself. She glanced up, and was electrified by the look in his eyes. She grew moist as yearning grew in her. She licked her fingers then began to rub her clit with two of them, doing circles over the sensitive nub. She couldn't look away from him-- and didn't want to-- and she touched herself from memory and sensation.

It was making her breathing come in spurts, and she let out a moan as she pleasured herself. She dipped first one finger, then two, then three into her pussy, fingering herself with greater and greater speed, drawing her now dripping-wet fingers across her clit now and again. She began panting, her eyes becoming less focused as the minutes drew on. Finally, her hips bucking as she ferociously fingered herself, she let out a cry, a tremor rippling through her body as she came... for him...
 
Gram watch with rasp interest as Jenna brought herself first to then over the edge of her orgasm, his smile widen as she preformed for him. He would have fringed interest in her, but the stiffing in this robe easily would have given away his true feelings. The back of his front two fingers lightly ran down the inside of her thighs before he addressed her. "Very good little one. You've earned another reward: I'll let you wear one of my larger shirts when we leave. It will cover most of your body and give you more modesty."

Gram lightly took hold of her hand and began to suck on each finger Jenna had used. His tongue rolled around each one like they were a lolly pop, cleaning the love juice that her wet mound had produced. "I know that you didn't take a long shower; the water didn't run long enough for you to be truly clean. I would punish you for that, but I also know that you did it in order to come back to my side as fast as possible, so I shall forgive you. In the future, feel the water falling down on you. Comb out your hair. And enjoy yourself as you did for me here. I want you wet and ready for me after every time you bathe." He said as he started to take off the robe.

"Now that you are ready, I'll give you a choice: do you want me to fuck you on the table, or would you rather ride me while I sit in the chair? Either way, your soft sex filled with my seed before we leave." Gram said as he started to rub his cock against her cunt.
 
A little surprised as he licked her fingers clean, Jenna listened to his words, nodding, and blushing as she was lightly reprimanded. "Yes, Master, I'll do just as you say," she agreed.

When he gave her the coice, slipping his cock against her, she was too impatient to wait for them to move to the table, so she drew in a quick breath and cried out, "Fuck me here, Master, please!" She was a little uneasy using words like this, but it was honest, and she felt the need to have him inside her so deeply she could hardly stand it.
 
Grams' smile widen as Jenna begged to be taken right there on the spot. "You like having me inside you do you? Then I'll give you what you want." He said as he started to push his shaft into her.

Lifting her up off the table, Gram helped guide Jenna down onto his cock as far as she cold go. "You have changed much in the last day. Doesn't it feel nice to have a Master that cares about your welfare?" He asked a second before his hips began to thrust into Jenna's soft sex.
 
She couldn't answer his question, her body trembling as he slid into her wet sex, taking him deeply into her body. She clung to his larger frame, wrapping her legs around him to help support herself.

She nodded vaguely to his second question, not quite willing to admit her answer... She wondered if he meant it, or if he only said it to get a desired reaction from her. But if he wanted her to react a certain way, couldn't he just train her to do so? Why torment her, making everything so personal?

But she had little time to concentrate as he began to pulse within her, his hard, dark member meeting her soft, pink flesh, sending jolts of pleasure through her body.
 
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