Patreon LogoYour support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)

Breaking a pet

Kaura used her ass as best she could to get him off, clenching and working his shaft as he pounded in and out of her. She could feel her own orgasm rising, pushing at her will to get off. She was so desperate fo rit, so needy... But she held it off, struggling to pull her mind from the unbelievable amount of pleasure that his rocking was generating.

He panted, and she could tell by his expression that he was nearing orgasm. He yanked his fingers free of her pussy, and gripped her hips, pulling her almost desperately against him, hard and furious pumps as he used her body in the most intimate of ways until she finally heard him gasp, tense, and release into her.

His order was impossible to ignore, and Kaura looked at him with wild, desperate eyes. "I need to come, please Master, may I please come like the dirty butt slut I am? I didn't forget, I promise, I just love begging for my release, I love having to ask you for my own pleasure... So please Master... Please may I come? May I get myself off like some cheap Ettarian street whore?"
 
"Come for me," he moaned, guttural and urgent, "come on my cock, come like a natural-born slave, bound and mastered!" His still-rigid cock was embedded deep in her clutching, grasping anus, and he ground against her, his thumb returning to her clit, grinding and rubbing and coaxing.

He gazed at her, her chest heaving and her bound breasts quaking in her need, her limbs restrained and her body straining for release in more ways than one. She was gorgeous in her utter helplessness, her submission, and he knew it was working on her brain equally as much as her body, and he was completely taken with her; he wanted to see her like this the remainder of his life. It wouldn't be until later that he thought about how dangerous an impulse that thought was that he would be disturbed as a professional and as an owner. To keep thinking that way would be disastrous.

And yet the thought still occurred to him.
 
Kaura tensed in the binders, her body straining to break free, or find some form of movement as he pressed his thumb into her delicate folds again. Her breathe came in short, ragged breaths as she struggled to keep from losing herself in the pleasure. She was teetering on the edge, about to lose her control when he gave his order, pressing harder to her, and ground his cock deep into her ass.

She threw her head back with a sharp intake of breath, arching in the ropes as the pleasure consumed her. She let it completely overtake her, driving away conscious thought until she didn't realize she was desperately calling for her Master, crying out his name and title as she crashed into the surging waves of ecstasy. Her every muscle tensed, and she twitched and pulled at the ropes until she finally came down, spent from the intensity of the experience. Her eyes drifted closed as she panted in the ropes, hanging limp in the bindings.
 
He reveled in her orgasm, letting her pleasure wash over him, rather physically as well as emotionally, feeling her body gush as he listened to the wonderful sound of her voice crying out his name. When she finally went slack, he sighed with her. He gently moved the rope harness away from him, carefully extricating himself from the tight clutching grasp of her anus, eliciting a groan from her as his softening bulk left her body. He stood a moment, just reveling in the look of her as she sagged there. Then with a curt and expert flip of the ropes, he spun her around, so her limply-hanging head was precisely at crotch-level.

"Open. Clean and then thank me," he said in a gentle but decisive voice, using only hip movements and his hands on her binding ropes to maneuver his thick cock, still slick with the juices from her body, toward her parted lips, as she hung and panted for breath. The magic of the collar made sure it was nothing too horribly gross, in reality, but the concept of it was still degrading, humiliating, and that was something of the point.
 
Kaura gasped for air when she finally came down, too weak from the mind numbing pleasure to even generate the energy to twitch in her bonds anymore. She did get out a groan when he master pulled his deflating length from her ass at least, leaving her feeling empty without his presence. "Thank you Master..." She gasped as he spun her, his hands on her ropes as he moved his cock towards her without laying a finger on her body.

She loved the dominance of it, the controlling, but all the same she almost refused to open her mouth, and most made a face as he forced his cock into her mouth. She sucked on him gently, gingerly flicking her tongue across him, trying to bring him pleasure without having to taste herself on him.
 
He used the weight of his cock to smack her on the cheeks. "A little more enthusiasm, even if you have to fake it. You are supposed to appreciate any and every chance to please your Master, no matter the condition of his member, or the unreasonableness of his demands. Get over your squeamishness, Elf Slut. Suck harder."

It was bad that there was a part of him that regretted having to speak so harshly to her. He needed to train her like any other slavegirl, this reluctance of his was getting ridiculous. And it was pointless, too; she represented a windfall of a lifetime to him and his crew. Any resistance on his part was akin to cutting his own financial throat.

So why did he still have twinges? Madness.
 
She couldn't help but to let out a small squeak when Janek slapped her cheek with his heavy cock. It was his tone that made her wince though, and she found herself responding with more emotion to the idea of him being displeased, rather than physical punishments.

It made her pause for a moment, and frown to herself before she wrapped her lips again around his shaft. Was he having such an effect on her already? No, that was not possible, she corrected herself. It was simply that she was learning to tolerate pain, and even enjoy it, nothing more. Her obedience now was planned after all, strategic and wise for her to fake being his good elf slut, at least until she could earn her freedom.

And to do that, she had to avoid punishments, even verbal ones. As much as she hated the idea of licking herself off him, she began to suck, letting her tongue flicker, stroke, and tease him length as she worked, struggling against the ropes for some movement to make it all the more exciting for him.

It would be a lie to say she didn't use just a bit of magic, since he couldn't see her eyes when she was turned this way anyway. She coaxed out his pleasure, drawing on it so her tender and shy touches seemed slightly more powerful, slightly more arousing.
 
Janek moaned at the tender ministrations of her mouth, cleansing him and threatening to make him rise yet again. Much as he would like to, he couldn't handle a repeat of yesterday's constant friction. He had to get his tolerance back up, but she was the perfect means to do that. He managed to call her off before he got too aroused. "That's enough. It's time to let you down."

It took a number of minutes to get her lowered and untied, and he did so slowly, letting each limb or body part recover as he worked. When she was finally free, he gestured to the floor. "Ready position." Once she got into place, he nodded to her. "You were excellent, as expected. What did you think of your experience?"
 
Kaura sighed softly when he finally pulled his length from her mouth. She didn't like sucking him after such a vile act, not one bit, but again it was part of her plan. She didn't know why she had to keep reminding herself of that. It should be obvious to her, everything she did was to avoid punishment, and only to avoid punishment. So, why did she find herselfshivering at his touches as he lowered her to the ground, unstraping the buckles slowly to release her? And why was she studying his face, her eyes exploring his deeply tanned skin, the very faint lines that spoke of his age, and his mahogany eyes?

She shook her head slightly, baffled, as she took her place, raising her hands hebind her head while he studies her. "I enjoyed myself Master." She told him quietly, and dropped her eyes, still feeling slightly hurt from his earlier threat. "Master... I don't forget, I don't ignore... I ask you for my pleasure because I enjoy to... I... Like to have to beg for permission..."
 
He nodded. "I understand that now. I spoke too quickly, earlier; I should have realized. Very well, Elf Slut; it's part of your training now that you must ask for release. That's usually an advanced technique, but in your case, it seems to fit with your advanced instincts. I shouldn't be surprised." He reached down and caressed her face. "Good girl. All is forgiven."

He then straightened. "Well, then... it is after dark at this point. And I'm hungry. You get the chamber ready for bed. I must make rounds, and then I will return with food to find you waiting... just as you are, in ready position, yes?" He smiled, and patted her head. "You've done so well today, there's no reason to give you more formal training for the day." He moved to the hatch. "And while I do trust you to stay put, I think you'd appreciate some warning that I was coming in, so you can get to position, so..."

He locked the hatch behind him and strode off to check out the ship. He smiled to himself, though, at the thought of returning to the cabin, returning to Kaura's warmth and softness. It quickened his step and made him less willing to find fault with all that he examined. The slavegirls were coming along nicely, becoming ever more compliant and gaining skill and experience in pleasuring their Masters, so he had very little to tend to. It was less than an hour before he was coming back to the cabin, a large plate and two mugs balanced in one hand while he fumbled with his keys in the other, finally laboriously unlocking the hatch one-handed and maneuvering himself and his burden within.
 
Kaura smiled as Janek forgave her, even making her personal fetish part of her official training. She rubbed into his stroking hand a little, smiling as he gently caressed her, reassuring her that all was well now.

He straightened, and her smile never faltered, laughing softly as he patted his head, and announced his need for food. He turned away, and Kaura could not help but to admire his hard, sun tanned body, and the breathtakingly perfect way he moved. It almost made her regret seeing him go, but once the door was locked, Kaura set to work.

Janek had released her from her bindings, but hadn't taken the ropes down. Kaura carefully unwound the structure, tying the ropes as she saw they had been, before placing them where Janek had first retrieved them from. Next she straightened the bed, tucking the sheets that had been pulled from the corners in her 'training' back where they belonged. The rest was simply straightening, wiping with a damp cloth, and making sure the room looked acceptable for Janek's return.

A half hour passed before Kaura was satisfied, and then she set to work on herself. She combed the tangles from her hair again, letting the silky golden locks flow down her back in gentle waves, and took a different cloth to wet and clean herself of sweat, sea water, and the mixture of fluids that had covered her through the day. She had just finished making herself seem presentable when she heard the jingle of keys. Quickly she set down the rag, and returned to the center of the room, taking her ready position for him. "Welcome back, Master Janek." She told him brightly as the door finally swung open. Her eyes stayed on his face, smiling at him warmly.
 
He smiled at her, and then glanced around. "Oh, you've done wonderfully. I didn't expect you to clean up the ropes! That's excellent initiative." He moved behind her to the bedside, and put down his burden before returning to her. "Come, rise up. You've done quite well, and earned some rest."

He escorted her over to the freshly-made bed. "Here, let's sit. We were short on apples today, but I got hardtack and some dried figs." He sat her on the edge of the bed and put the plate of food between them. He handed her a mug of grog. "Now, drink up. It's been a long day, and I'm sure you could use some refreshment. Let's eat, and then we'll turn in. And... I'll read to you some more." He smiled at her just a little shyly with that.
 
K<aura grinned and nodded when he mentioned the ropes. She had half feared her would not have been pleased that she handled his structure, insisting that only the masters knew how to handle the ropes. It was pleasant to see her fears were unfounded, and at the offer she did rise, blinking once, a slight frown tugging at her lips as she felt an unusual wave of dizziness wash over her.

She didn't even give it a shake of her head, moving t the bed with Janek's guidence, as he set the food in between them, and handed her a cup full of the grog. She swirled it idly, wondering if she should indulge herself and drink the entire cup, instead of just brief sips. Well, she reasoned, Janek had said this was barely alcohol, and she could relax now after a long day. She smiled, and took a long sip, before she nodded at Janek, "I'd enjoy that." She told him honestly.
 
He smiled back at her, and then took a biscuit to nibble on. "You know, it's a standard practice to try and give you some deprivation, to try and make you hungry and thirsty as a motivator but..." he shrugged, "you're already motivated like I've rarely seen, even in some experienced slaves. So you deserve it." He glanced down at the ship rations. "I'm not sure how much of a motivator this food is, however."

He took a long pull of his grog, looking at her over the rim of the mug. "I have to ask the... the begging to orgasm thing. Did you know that was something you were curious about before? Or is that something that you've just realized over the past two days? It doesn't matter in the long run, but I'm a curious man, and I wonder how it came about."
 
Kaura smiled back, and picked up a biscuit herself to chew on. "It certainly is not like that Elven food." She admitted, "But, it is certainly prefered over feeling like you are starving, whether or not the magic collars prevent that fate." A sip of her own grog washed down the dry buiscuit, and she chuckled slightly at Janek's question. "I had never experienced an orgasm before this ship." She reminded him gently, "Elves do not discuss sexual practices either, so no, I did not know I would enjoy asking before you had me." A slight flush rose in her cheeks, and she quickly took another quick sip of the grog to hide her embarassment, lowering it cautiously when the heat diminished some. Her eyes flickered to his once more, a shy glance, "But, I do enjoy it, asking you to feel what you're giving me, more so, I like to know you are enjoying me."
 
He chuckled gently. "I can't imagine anyone not enjoying what you have to offer," he said softly, and it was genuine. "But if this embarrasses you..." he paused, considering. He could press further, pushing her harder, until she broke through the embarrassment. It would be a step on the path to her giving up her self-consciousness and embracing simply whatever she was told to do. But... it was only two days in. She could stand to ease into it. She was already doing it during the act itself, and that was an achievement in itself, so... this could wait.

"If it embarrasses you, then we don't have to speak of it tonight. Would you like me to continue reading what we'd started?" He picked up the book and opened it, slipping the ribbon bookmark out from between the pages. He actually enjoyed this, too. It was hard to not enjoy spending time with her, even just simple reading time. "Do you... you should do something while you're listening, once you finish your meal and your mug. Have you ever given a massage?"
 
Kaura smiled back at his compliment, tinging pink in her cheeks again. "No one was inerested in what I have to offer." Kaura pointed out softly, taking another drink of the grog before chewing on the fig. "Not that I'm not pretty for an elf, I suppose I am, but they saw me as a little girl, not a woman. No decent Elf would want to share his bed with a child."

She shook her head slightly, watching as he retrieved the book, and pulled out the bookmark. She did enjoy the stories, the tenderness of him reading to her as they unwond after a long day. "You've never had a massage with more than pressure, have you?" She asked idly, smiling slightly, "Yes, I know how to give a massage, and Elves are quite skilled in the art of healing, would you like me to use my magic to help you relax, Master Janek?"
 
“I would, in fact,” he said with a grin. He hadn’t known that about elves, but then again, who could blame him? Many thought of elves as quasi-mythical, known to exist in the past but thought to be so rare as to be nigh-extinct. And from what Kaura had said, perhaps that was true. So he couldn’t be blamed for not knowing the talents of elf-kind. But he was interested in learning.

“Well, position me where you want me, then. And I’ll read to you while you work, if that’s all right.” He was enjoying the tenderness of their time together, and managed to find the pleasure of it even when he knew it was a bad idea. When it was something so simple as reading, however, it became harder to justify his avoidance of it; how could something so simple and easy cause trouble? But a part of him knew it would… and did it anyway.
 
Kaura nodded, and took another long sip of her grog, surprised when she emptied the last drops into her mouth. She thought she had only taken a few short sips, certainly not enough to have drained the entire mug... But it was empty all the same.

"I'll beging with your shoulders, my magic can undo damage without actually having to touch it. The sensation of being rubbed is just more pleasant." Kaura told him, and climbed further up onto the bed to get behind him. It was a rare event for her to lose her balence, but it happened then as she turned, blinking slightly as again the room spun, and she was forced to put a hand on Janek's arm to settle herself. How... odd. She thought after a moment, before settling herself behind Janek with a shake of her head. Her hands rose to his shoulders, and she began to weave even as she touched him, massaging his muscles gently while her magic worked to repair years of damage on his body. "Working on a ship must be physically straining..." She whispered, frowning slightly at the sheer amount of damage that had accumulated in his relitively short life. "This might take a time or two for me to undo all this damage..." She mused, letting her magic pulse slightly, it didn't help heal him, but knew it would give an interesting sensation while she worked.
 
"It is hard, sailing, yes," Janek admitted, enjoying the touch of her and the slight wisp of... was that what her magic felt like? "That's why so many sailors just take leave between voyages, just to rest up and let the body heal up. Why, my last leave..." He trailed off, because he realized he hadn't taken more than a few days leave in a number of years. He had a house, he had servants of his own, but he hadn't stayed more than a week at a time there for nearly a decade. Which meant he hadn't let his body really bounce back in just about that long. Admittedly, since he became captain, he hadn't had to do entirely too much strenuous effort, but he hadn't let himself rest, either.

"It's been too long, I'm afraid. You're right, I've been pushing it for a long, long time. If you can do something about it, I would be grateful." He closed his eyes and tried to relax; she was making it quite easy, actually. "Do you want me to read quite yet, or do you want to focus for a little while? I'm good with whatever you would prefer."
 
Kaura nodded slightly as he explained just a bit of the lifestyle of a slaver, frowning slightly when she realized he must not have been taking very good care of himself. His body certainly was not in great shape, his knees and back in paticular seemed like they would ache him from time to time, likely from badly cushioned impants, or poorly positioned lifts. It was something Kaura caught onto shortly after living in the human, they seemed completely unaware of how their body relates to the world around them. Clumbsy creatures whose feet are always in the wrong spot, and are holding things in entirely uncomfortable ways.

She smiled, and kept rubbing, working at his muscles, "I can handle distraction." She whispered as she moved forward, laughing softly into his ear as her lips danced along his neck from behind. Her hands finally slipped from his shoulders, rubbing along his back for a moment before slipping around to encircle him, holding his body close to her own. That dizziness she had been feeling was back in full force, but combined with a wonderful fuzz in her mind that slowed her thoughts just slightly, until she found herself idly stroking a finger across an old scar, "Elves don't let ourselves scar..." She whispered, her voice a little odd, just a bit lighter than usual, "We heal injuries long before a mark remains... But I like human scars..." She ran her hand over him again, humming something softly to herself as she let her mind wander a bit.

"The sun brown of your skin, your dark hair..." She twisted a lock between her fingers, smiling to herself, "And your ears... You seem as exotic to me as I do to you... Master Janek... My Master...." She whispered, and kissed him lightly along his jawline, laughing softly again as she touched, light tender touches to just enjoy the feel of his body.
 
Though she couldn't see his face, his eyebrow quirked upward. This was a Kaura he'd never seen. Affectionate, cuddly... almost giddy, actually. He didn't mind at all, of course, particularly when she started running her fingers over his body, all sorts of ways. It did make it hard to focus on the page, though. As did her breasts against his back, when she embraced him.

"I am not so exotic as all that," he demurred, half twisting to look at her, smiling. "But I'm happy you appreciate me." He reached up and stroked her face, as well. She was adorable, but this was no surprise; it was the whole reason she was so valuable to him. To the business, to the voyage. Not to him, no... but he smiled at her, and sighed with her touch. "You're ethereal and luminous. I know the elves think of you as a child, but you're as old or older than any of the others we have on board, and they're fully women. I think you're as fully adult as anyone, and you're certainly a woman."

He reclined back against her, and leaned up to kiss her, gently, on the lips. A lover's kiss, not a Master's.
 
Kaura shook her head slightly at his compliments to her, but smiled all the same, pleased he thought so highly of her. She leaned slightly forward to whisper back her protest, only to feel the press of his lips to hers. It made her eyes widen some, and she moaned softly, kissing him back with gentle passion for a few long moments. It felt nice like this, a sweet kiss that that so different from the usual hard and rugged sexual encounters they have been sharing. This was tender, loving, and sweet, driving away thought from her already pleasantly fuzzy mind.

They shared the kiss for a few long moments, until Kaura gently broke it off, giving him a soft peck again as she hugged him to her, and rested his forehead on his shoulder. "You're a smart man.... I've always appreciated smart men..." She whispered softly, "Smart... Handsome... And very kind..." Her voice dipped slightly, a slight slur blending her normally very well articulated words together slightly. "I'll be the best sex slave I can be, better! I'll make you proud.... But... Master Janek?" For a moment her stroking hand stopped, an urgent tone entering her tipsy voice, "Will you ever visit me after I'm sold?"
 
Oh, damn it. She was so willing, and from the sound of it, she was coming to acceptance of her lot (comparatively temporary, in her lifetime, but still). And then she had to go and ask him that. Her personal affection for him outlasting her time within his care? That was rare enough. And the thing is, he wanted to. He couldn't guess what his expression was showing her, but he smiled, nonetheless. "It depends on your buyer. I'm certainly going to ask, since you... since you want me to."

"But you don't... you don't have to think about that right now... Kaura," he breathed, saying her name once again. A lovely name. "Right now, all you need to do is rest. I... just want to relax with you this evening. I demand nothing more. Although..." he paused and smiled. "Your promises warm my heart, but to be frank, I can already tell you'll be the finest pleasure slave I've ever trained. You're incredible, and it's only your second day." He shook his head in disbelief and kissed her again.
 
Kaura brightened visably when Janek promised he'd ask to see her, and her arms tightened around him, holding him close to her. For a moment she burried her head into his shoulder, affectionately nuzzling him from behind as she sighed happily. Oh it felt good to hold him, and the unusual softness in his voice was comforting, almost loving, she considered for a moment.

He shook his head slightly when he pointed out again that this was only her second day in this life, and with that, only her second day with him. But with her mind fuzzy from the drink and something else she could not name, she could understand very lucidly that Janek was someone very special to her. Not just because of the sex, or even that he was kind in training... But she felt, ot at very least she wanted to feel, that he held affection for her. Her life among Elves could not fairly be named difficult, but it was lonely. Older Elves avoided attachment to her, whether because they did not want to form an attachment to one with such a brief life, or because they did fear what her plight meant for the future of their race, Kaura was not sure. But with Janek, he neither feared not pitied her, and it was nice. The fact he was kind, smart, and loving... She wanted nothing more than to stay with him, and not be sold to at all, but even now she knew she couldn't ask him to keep her... That would be too much. So she just accepted his kiss, winding her fingers into his hair as she returned it with all the passion she had, and this time she didn't break it, not wanting it to end just yet.
 
You must log in or register to reply here.
Back
Top Bottom