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-ROYALS- Part 8- Frolickings of the girls while their superlatives are away  

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-ROYALS- Part 8- Frolickings of the girls while their superlatives are away

Part 8- Frolickings of the girls while their superlatives are away

The Baron and Baroness make their way from the Estate for the evening and for the first time in a long while, and the girls are left to themselves to do what they please. It was known and agreed that any person within the estate was permitted to be with another. Yet this was a rule that both of the girls, as house pets and understudies of the Dom and Dominatrix must tiptoe on eggshells with. Neither of them had made any approaches toward the other members of the house for the fact that they must be given permission. There was a certain interest of Vixen's that she wanted to fullfill some lust of within herself. A Souix Chef, Studying under the Chef of the house that she could not keep her eyes off. She had imagined her Mocha skin and his pale muscle bound body clashing in pure sweet extacy with one another for some months. She dared not make an advance for him becouse she not want to overstep any boundaries to her Dominatrix owner. Yet, she had no doubt that the Baroness had seen her watching him like a kitten waiting to pounce a catnip toy.

The Baroness spotted her eyes lingering at him each time they all were served on the dining hall's table. Vixen had thought of just grabbing him and throwing him onto the table and having a little feast of her own more times than quite a few. Held her restraints though. Mabye it was the few weeks she spent in the house with a ball in her mouth. Or it may had been the few weeks she spent with elastic wraps round her feet and leather bounds around her wrists. She knew to keep her stance after her first few months with the Baroness. They had worked like perfect clockwork while on the runway. But the perdona she had reflected when not being dressed like a doll for others to snap pictures at was not one of a true subbie that was anywhere near obedient. She was quickly taught the difference.

Vixen and Zenna had spoken with each other about her experience and it was revealed that Zenna had spent almost six months with a ball in her mouth becouse of her uncanny ability to pop her mouth off and continue on and on like a little attack chiuahuah. "Unsufferable yap-dog" was one of the comments that had embedded itself within her bones. Zenna was the Baron's housepet. Not the Baroness'. From what was very easily said to her face to face by the Baroness was-

-Zenna, you have the ability to be whipped, chained, suspended, tortured and mistreated. Yet you do not have the ability to SHUT THE FUCK UP! YOU BABBLING CURBDOG! If you are ever to be recognized in the lifestyle you need to know when to keep that trap of yours shut and closed. And that is at most times unless spoken unto and asked for a response. Those of us whom had endured our time and had surpassedour pains and paid our dues do not need to hear your repettitive pobre Speech! Nor are any of us impressed with feeling your thoughts. You conduct yourself like a wild animal. Provoke horrible results and are a general disturbance for others lives with your conduct and childish behavior.

Of course the Baroness had been saying these things to her very early during her stay. And not to mention with two inches of wooden paddle in her hand. The Baron liked Zenna becouse she was ruff and gruff a volunteer when it came to proving her stance of tolerance. She was full blown dark chocoalate in her liking. She wasn't one of those sneak attackers and one whom played look what I did. She was you got the balls? Then let's do it! She wasn't a straw that broke the camels back type of girl. She had been in rumbles. And liked wild sex. she liked full blown attention and was a perverted exhibitionist. You wouldn't think of it when you seen her, but when given the chance she liked to take charge and play bad little girl as often as she could. She was not as smooth as she should have been and was not one to follow orders from any. She conducted herself like a crazy, wild woman and was that way at a constant. Untill the Baron and the Baroness had broke her spirits and trained her tolerance for pain with proper lady-like ediquitte. She was not a person able to be presented to a lord or some one whom was well respected. It took a long time for her to learn proper etiquitte. Whereas Vixen had ettiquite to the hilt and yet could not take pain or torture. Zenna had always kept it in the back of her mind to ropetie Vixen down and give her piercings in the most softest of spots. Slowly and gently. Letting the piercing needle penetrate the tips of the bundles of pleasure sensors just under the skin and drawing the long shaft through her skin as the small explosions of tingling feelings make her nipples hard and her vagina moist, then very wet and then soaking as the piercing needle was set in place and pulled back and forth. Then again Zenna had always been a little extreme when it came to Massochism, She liked bringing the pain becouse could take it.

The way the Baroness had treated her whence she first arrived stuck deep in her mind. Zenna was highly offended at fist although she had learned soon to respect the Baron's wife. Since that day with the Baroness there had been a small little wit spat between them both. The Baroness knew whom was in control. Zenna yielded after spending time in the vacum pack bag and set in the center of the house for all to see for a couple of days. Her most extreme of treatment. A clear see throgh bag her stewing for days in her own filth. Not being able to move an inch. The Baroness sitting next to her eating an apple or something and explaining how good and luscious it was. How juicy the meat of the friut was as it made her mouth water and the flavor hade her tongue dance with delight. All the while she was fed soup broth, cold, by the chef of the house. through her breathing straw. Not a movement of her muscles for seventy two hours straight. Soiled, spoken to like a little girl. Her most challenging of tests of torture. She made it through though, and once in a while.at her own request, she spent a few hours in the bag. Just in spite at the Baron and Baroness. To prove to her Dom and her Domma, her allegence and that she was strong enough for them both.

Zenna and lady Vixen were again in Zenna's room where they had been before Zenna left to finish her daily chores. Both the girls, naked and warm from being outside were applicating lotions upon them selves and chatting to pass the time. The scent of roses and lilac had filled the room. Vixen rises from the day bed and lights the candles nearby the vanity mirror. The scent of vanilla started to fill the room and mixed with the scent of the lotions on their skin, she felt much more in her own place. There was something about the scent of vanilla and roses that made her crave sex. When she was a she would go wild with fastasies when she smelled the two together. Zenna's shoulders slowly being carressed by Vixen, now as she rubbed in some lotion. The lights in the room off and yet the candles were enough for any person to see.

-Zenna, She says we could do anything tonight right?

-Yes, sweet Vixen.

-Would you help me realize a fantasy I had been thinking of for quite some time.

-Anythinng dear. Her British accent was soft and relaxed. Not like her normally, and there was some thing about it that Vixen liked. She spoke softly. In an understanding way.

-Help me seduce the Soix Chef tonight. He had been running throughout my mind for months. I can't keep my dirty little mind from referenceing to him. He is what I feel I want for my self.

-To be a companion? or to completely shag rotten?

-Zenn! No, He is what I think would be a great mix for me. He seems subtle, caring and he sure as hell has enough man hood for me.

-That's for sure. Seen him naked have you?

-No, I mean he seems a perfect man.

-Only one way to find out Vix, jump his bones! How about it, here's a plan. We both go over to the chef's and housemaids quarters knock on their doors and invite them to something childish. Drinking games where we get naked, or hide and seek. Or nude swimming or just walk right over with no clothing on and ask them if they want a have at it. Or ask them to prepare some turtle soup.

Zenna rolling her head and moaning as Vixen finishes her rub down.

-I suppose, let's go over there. The Baron and Baroness said anything we want. Stay out from the Study. What the better thing to do than to sit here all night. Than to get to know the two men of the kitchen better.

-I got a few things I could teach the Cook to get hot that's for sure. Marked Zenna.

Vix grabbs for the leather leash that hangs from Zenna's neck and tuggs it tightly downward. Pulling her to her knees while taking a seat on the edge of the vanity. Puts her leg up on the chair and then yanks her head forward. Burying Zenna's face into her shaven love spot. Zenna obeys. And Vixen gives her a sturdy smack to the cheek, reminding her that she is still her pet untill further notice.

-What better way to polish off a great day, Zenn. You had gotten your licks in on the Baroness, WITH the Baron's permission. Ohh, right there. The two of us managed to stay out of trouble. Your lashes are mostly healing quite nicely, I might add. The Baron trusts us both to make a night of our own. We may as well include the yummy men that we don't normally get to feast with. Put on your chaps with the split in the crotch and the velvet strapless halter. Gather some thin rope and let us tie an evening toghther. I'll bring my duffle bag with a paddle, crop, handcuffs, the usual.

Vixen drops Zenna's thick leather puppy leader attatched to the spiked and studded collar around Zenna's neck to the ground like a small that has lost interest in the playtoy in her hand.

-Meow! Mamasan.- Zenna Exclaimes.

Zenna then crawls on all fours to her dressing room and walk in closet. Vixen gives her a small kick to the rump as she turns. Rummaging about and making some noise preparing the night's sleepover bag. Being that the cook and the Souix Chef are up for the surprise party theladies would like to deliver for them. Being that the Baron and Baroness will be off on their special night together Vixen supposed they had somewhere between eight, mabye ten hours to rule the roost. Hoping there were no mishaps. Not that her small brush in the beginning of the week had not been enough of a warning. Vixen wasn't planning to push any limits. Only to seduce and get to know an interest for a love relationship. After all, she didn't know if he was at all interested in her. She though of them all mabye sitting around watching rugby. Or, if things went well spanking Zenna and burying her face in the carpet, while spreading a little sugar of her own with the Souix Chef and stealing him away for an explosive first time love session with him. She Knew Zenna was up for anything, the anxious nymphomaniac that she was. She could keep a circus tent full of people captivated for hours upon hours when she was feeling at her prime. There was nothing she liked more than a room full of voyers. She got off on it. Sexual performance was something that Zenna craved. It made her mouth drool, Her heart pound with excitement.

Vixen was developing these characteristics still. She always thought of the sacredness of personal relationships though. Her studies were always those of softcore, not like wild animals trying to kill each other. Vixen was never a head case and never would let her self become that way. She really didn't need other's personal approval. She got enough of that being plastered in magazines, billboards and catalogues. She knew that she was craved after. She wanted the exploration of never being a bore in the bedroom. Along with the knowledge of being able to initiate it. Any woman could play kissy-face and lay on her back for a span of seven to fifteen minutes and have sex with her lover. She wanted to never be the wife or girlfriend that becomes the second woman in a marriage. That, within her own mind was the reason she accepted the offer to live amongst these persons here at the estate. The development of a master lovemaker while she is in the bedroom.

The rustling inside the walk in closet stopped and out flew a brown duffle. Making a thud on the floor.

-Planning a bank heist, Zenna? My, Did I hear chains rattle.

-Well, not really. Vix. But it is better to be prepared for anything that the menu may call for. In a manner of speaking. Don't you think?

-Yes, but if all goes well and as I....

Vixen removes her hand from her breasts and from between her legs.

-as I fantisize. I may be disappearing with you know who for a little bit.

-Love, why do you think you heard chains rattle? I'm getting mine from the chef tonight whether he was planning on it or not. I think I will be feasting on the soup. While he will be sucking up the cream of some young woman.

Zenna Crawling on all fours, Returns to her feet.

-Okay, let's prepare ourselves.

-Prepare? I'm already prepared.

-That velvet shirt drapes perfectly on you. Lift it up a bit, Love. Hangs just low enough to cover the goods. The boys will be surprised. Crotchless chaps fit so good. God, I'm such a twig. Could never wear them.

-You should wear that silk, ultra thin, Indian print garment that splits up the sides. The one that looks like an evening dress. Then tie it up high. Ribs high. Show your abs, yet cover the sweet spots.

-The yellow one?

-That's the one I wish I could wear. We could use a broach here and here. [zenna motioning with her hands at the same heights on her front and back] Fold it inward to make it really thin under the breasts. Then an easy access tie right underneath the crotch with a silk strap. Simple, elegant, and whether he is left or right handed doesn't make a difference.

Vixen's eyes widen and flash.

-Perfect. Zenn! Be right back.


She turns.

-No shoes tonight. Mimimum on the clothing. Let the way we are dressed send the right message and we won't be drinking and arguing about rugby scores and sports heroes all night.

-Bring the extended mix play of the trance music?

-Yeah..... What do you think, billiard room? Alcohol, tables, Billiards if needed, Tele,...

-Television? Yuck, we'll never get laid.

-No sound. Oh shit, what if they're sports freaks?

-AHHHHH! Totally sucks! Worse than homosexuals!

-If they watch the game more than the women and cease the conversation OR start talking in that advertisement loop, we kill the television, tie them up fuck their brains out and leave them there untill just before dinner tomorrow.

-Game room it is. Smoking allowed for you. God it would suck if they are mindless advertisement robot sport freaks. Let's hope they are a little bit intellectual.

-Congnac gallore and leather couches. MMMmmmmmmmm.

-AH!!! [Vixen Squeals] I'm gonna fuck his brains out! You're wearing the leash.

-Oh, no I'm not, Bitch.

-You're wearing the collar, and I'm bringing the leash.

Zenna rolls her eyes and quickly snaps the leash from her collar. Bats her eyes, puckers her lips and tilts her head to one side, as she drops the leash from her grip. Vixen crinkles her nose and licks her top lip with her tongue.

-Be right back, bitch. [She says in a soft, film noir-esque voice.]

Vixen comes back with the silk, floor legnth evening dress draped around her and Zenna immediately gets to work at attaching the broaches to reveal her firm, flat and muscular stomach. The pins making the dress under the dress very thin. Barely covering the V shape of Vixen's hips and vaginal area. Affixes the other broach on the backside of her gown as planned. Revealing the tops of her hipbones and most of her model's perfectly sculpted rear.

-like an exquised, perfectly toasted cinnamon muffin, Vixes, No need for butter.

Vixen Squeezes her ass to show off

-Want some sugar? Mama?

-Want,Mama! Definately! Want! I thought of the dress because the silk wraps the neck and hides any unpleasantries you might feel self concious about, Vixen. Good choie?

-I thought of the crotchless chaps for you for the same reason. Just remove the long velvet shirt for easy acess and the reveal of your perfect 38 C cups that need no bra, Shweetumms!

-Let's get it on! The Baroness and the Baron drove off while you were off dressing.

-Really, then?

-I'm the one with the front window.

-Let's go get the chef with the sauceier tied up and ride them like a couple of cowgirls!

The girls were immediately off and up the hall, down the foyer grand staircase and headed towars the kitchen. Beyond the kitchen lied the cook's and house maids quarters. Zenna had hoped not to disturb or cause any knowing of the housemaids. Not untill they had the men in agreeance to be their fuck toys for the evening. Mabye, if they were in luck they could strike an agreeance real fast. The girls both knock upon the door of the souix chef and await his answering with anxiousness. In a moment, the door creeks open and there before them is the Head Chef.

-Yes, ladies? Insaciable appetite this evening? Something the two of you need prepared? What may I be of assistance with you for this visit, my ladies?

Says Zenna rather quickly
-Oh, We were looking for the Souix Chef's room. But we are happy to have found yours also.

She places the bag behind her back and spreads her legs informally.

-I'm Zenna. We had been introduced yet we had never spoken informally. It was of interest of mine tonight to invite you to join myself and Vixen, here for a little loose time spent in the game room. This here is Vixen.

-Hello, my lady Vixen...and Zenna was it?

-MMMMMmmmm HHHmmmmm.

-Well, ladies, if you are looking for the souix Chef's chamber he resides in the room only across the hall. The housemaids are the two doors down from mine. and the gardeners are the two doors consecutively down from his. Not hard to commit to memory.

He creaks his own door mostly open and gives them both a quick eyescan from toe to head.

-Informal indeed, he says. No footwear?

-We thought it might be a come as you are night, and skip some of the expected formalities. Answers Vixen. Weather it may be a silk dress or sweat pants, is not the reasoning of our visit. Interested? Umm? She holds her hand up as he takes it.

-Greg. Names Greg.

-Well Greg, may I compliment you on the finest cuisine I have had the pleasure to pass through my lips in my very own entire life. No lies.

Greg is taken aback by her words.
-Lady Vixen, it is few and far between when a chef recieves such praise. How could I ever turn down the invitation. Especially when suggested by such, may I say insatiable women? And may I add that it is an honor to finally touch the skin of the great model known as Vixen.

He takes her hand and kisses the top gently and softly. Then does the same for Zenna's own hand. His warm and moist lips caressing her skin sends pulses of slight excitement through her entire body.

-Greg, I wouldn't had dreamed you would be such the gentleman. May I compliment you on the becoming first introductions with great anxiousness leading to the night's events. what so ever they may be or become. With great stregnthenings of friendships for our future.

-Of course.

-Gregg? interrupts Vixen turning a quarter to the side and revealing the silk dresses design. The bare naked skin of her body almost glowing with life from the lotions applicated just before. You say the souix chef's chambers are just across the hall, yes?

Still with Zenna's hand in his.
-Yes. The Souix Chef's name is Antonio.

-OOOhhh! Exclaimes Vixen. I kind of like that!

With that said, Zenna feels the grip of his strenthen subtly. and then as he lowers her hand his fingers making an effort to interlace hers with his. As she allows.

Being that Vixen will invite Antonio to join us all toghther, Zenna, it was in my interest to....

His vioce trails off as Vixen turns to the door across the hall from the trio. The man behind it had been on her mind for weeks, months, almost the entire time she had spent while staying there. Making appearances in her deepest personal fantasies and generating sexuall prowess within her that she felt a need to fullfill so intensely that she could taste the sweat from his skin on her tougue at times. She wanted him and tonight she would realize her fantasies and dreams into realities. She was sure of it. She took a stance straight in front of his door. Standing at silight angle for the reveal of her body inside the dress to be obvious. She knocks and the door opens almost immediately.

-It's you! What a surprise.
His eyes meet hers and then trail to fullfill the realizationing of the beauty in frot of him. He blinks with excitement and his eyes, light brown meet again wiith her blue eyes. Then seek to realize that his co-worker has another unexpected guest. Immediately, his attention is no doubt pulled back to the live angel in front of him.

-What was the subject that had brought you women all the way to this side of the Mansion?

-Well, Antonio. It is Antonio isn't it?


-Well, Antonio, I'm Vixen.
She slowly juts her hand up to greet him formally.
-And I wanted to ask if you were interested in joining myself, Greg and Zenna right now for an evening of drinks introductions, conversations and more. And furthermore, since our invitation had been accepted by Greg, Your attendance would be foreverly appreciated with benefits beyond your wildest dreams, Antonio. Take that as a personal guarantee from myself.

Antonio meets his own hand with hers.
-With such an impressive personal invitation, Vixen. and given the star studded list of guests, I wouldn't turn down the invitation if it was only myself that had been asked to attend anything that the beautiful Vixen was hosting. Lead the way.

He takes her hand and kisses it. then noticing that she was not at all making an effort to pull it back, He gives her another embrace upon her wrist and then another aboue that and yet another and another.

-Dearest Vixen, just tell me when to stop. I would be of the highest honor to serve you in any way you see fit. It has been an honor preparing your meals all this time. Consider me...at you disposal.

-Right here, right now. Antonio. May I let you know that this had been the introduction between us both that I had been waiting for for so very long. And to finally get you close enough to me is something that I had wanted to happen and now My dreams had been answered. I....I don't know what further to say.

-Say no more Vixen. Only request and I shall fullfill your every word. Me, Antonio, Shall never let you down, Vixen. I shall never stop making you happy nor shall ever I stop the search to make you appreciate our new friendship more and more with each day, with every passing hour, when your needs are at hand I shall take the time to make every second between you and I a gourmet delicassy.

Antinio steps from his room into the hallway where the ladies had been standing. Zenna then turns. Revealing that she and Greg had also not let their hands unmeet. Both Greg and Zenna smiling wide and with mezmerising auras pulsation from them both.

Says Antinio.
-Shall we make it a foursome this evening? The both of you seem to be hitting it off quite well, and far be it from me to make any interruptions...

There is a pause within the air that that suggests the four of them may not make their way to the game room. At least not this evening.

-Well then, Vixen...
He turns to the starlett and with no doubt in his mind or words says through a undoubtedely honest smile.
-May I invite your company in my chambers for a drink and conversations.


-Greg, Zenna. My door will be open to assure you of no foul play. Just remember to knock first, then let yourselves in. Give us at least that much respect and notice.

The two men look at each other, then turn to the women in their company. Vixen walks without turning into Antonio's room, as Zenna tilts her head to the side while facing Greg. He steps to the side and permits her in. The Chef and his partners doors shut at the very same time. And the Game room remains silent and cold for the remainder of the night. Yet, muffled screams of pleasure and sexual innuendo echo through the doors and fill the air on the other sides untill early in the morning.



Part 9 -Passion and desire in unison

Zenna steps passed Gary and makes her way toward the foot of the poster bed the Cook had inside his room. At the same time Vixen enters Antonio'S room and walks toward the window where the silk draperies set open for outward viewing. Zenna pulls one corner of the bed spread and pulls the covers down whilst in syncronicity Vixen pulls the shades shut. Both girls turn to face their evening hosts at the same time. Both, although in seperate rooms, make a request for the door not to be locked behind.

Antonio and Gary although not within each others own living spaces offer the girls drinks from their personal bars. Both giirls smile and accept. Antonio pours a finely aged Burgandy for Vixen, and Greg prepares a very special old and pale scotch for Zenna. Their glasses are tilted back as both women finish their drinks with one gulp. Zenna steps forward and akes the hand of her host and guides them both toward the poster bed, giggling through a wide smile. Vixen places the short brandy glass on the table beside her and reveals her other hand to Antonio to show she had removed the binding silk ropes that holds the silk draperies open. All four in unison approach each other and kiss at the same time. Their lips meeing each others as the taste of fine brandy fills and heats their tongues.

Miss Vixen caresses Antonio's muscular arms and places his hands onto her gown. He follows the edges of her garment silky and smooth. Under her breast line, and downward with the flow of her garment. softly tickling her skin with care. Their mouths touch again, and they dance toghter slowly in a lover's kissing embrace

Zenna, Passionately and deeply kissning Greg with whirlwind like desire holds him extremely close to her. Wrapping her leg around his to take him closer to her own body. Pressing herself against him. and pulling Greg toward her as to make one person from the both of them. Greg with stregnth and assurance removes the Velvet shirt she dons, and holds her bare skin close to his own. Zenna's breasts taking form as she swealters with preparedness for thier loving embraces to lead to the next hot plateau. Zenna could feel her self warming in her crotchless Cowgirl chaps as the fine liquor took hold of her and the taste fueled the desire within her.

While Vixen and Antonio in the other room dance a finely tuned lambata without the dance steps togetheer, the attraction between the both of them rows and grows as they both couuld feel it fill the room. Vixen pulls from Antonio and turns to be caressed from behind. Tilting her head back and accepting a soft and sensual kiss from the man she had desired for so long to embrace her. Antonio takes the silk ropes from her hands and places it first around her wrist then threads it between her own fingers. Then wraps the rope around his own. Taking a moment to kiss Vixen once again and caress her front side with his other free hand.

Zenna, with Gregs hand closing in on the nether reigions of her crotchless pants splits her legs at a stance welcoming the caress of another man besides the Baron for the first time in a long while. Greg touching her smoothly at first, and then when noticing that she wanted him much more than he had expected, carefully pleasureing her to tease and prepare her but not to push her too far so that he does not not the chance to bring her to full pleasure and extacy with his own means. Zenna Loving all moments of the new hands embraces upon her body. How much she had wanted another person to pleasure her and to pleasure herself was a long time coming for her. She swealtered the possibilities of how she wanted to teach and share with another man.

Vixen breaks from Antonio's caress and leads him across the room. Their hands bound together. Upon the desk within a decorative vase she had noticed a large peakcok feather. She pulls it from within the vase and gives it to Antonio. she then bends herself over the small sofa in the center of the room and pulls aside her gown. Revealnig her pantiless body. Antonio, with his free hand uses the soft and long feather to tickle her skin. The feathers creating rippling effects against her anterior. Softly and slowly the swealter of sex and release of endorphins prepare the room as the thickness and escalations of his tickling teases make her moan and laugh. The feather slowly becoming the catlyst of passionate love by his hand.

Zenna takes Greg's hand and places his fingers onto her tonuge so the taste of her own delicasies may be enjoyed by her. Greg takes in a large breath and begins to unbotton his shirt. Zenna then begins kissing his chest following the center down towards his naval. She takes the hook from his pants and loosens them and lets them fall to the floor. Greg's manhood stands Plump and willing for her caress. Zenna touches her tongue upon him and encourages him to not be afraid to take full advantage of her. She then crawls on the floor to her sleepover bag and pulls her spanking paddle out. Upon her knees she holds it for him to grasp with both her hands. As he takes it into his posession she mounts his matress and clutches the comforters all at once. Assuming the position for him to give her love taps and stern spankings.

Vixen and Antonio in full embrace, using the feather as a means to tease and create soft loving waves between one and another, laugh as both of them discover Vixen's ticklish places. Antonio takes the other rope from her hand and bounds Vixen's hands behind her back for the time being. He then loosens his hand from hers and allows her to stand. As he she stands he slowly undress for her eyes to feast upon. Long had she wanted the preparer of her meals to prepare himself to feast upon her. She sweps her leg to the side and catches both the front and back of her gown with her binded hands. Makes a small and loose knot with both to keep them from becoming a distraction to him. He stops to take in the sight of one of the world's upcoming and famous models. The bright yellow color of her dress against her dark skin makes the details orf her body prominent. Proving the dramatic effect of mixing of colors creates sensual and sexual prowess for both women and men alike. There in his room, undressed. As he had thought to himself how much he had wanted to entertain her there. How much he had wanted her bare skin pressed upon his. Both of them making love slowly as the fantasy unfolded in real time for him tonight. He steps to the table and takes her glass fills it with another drink of brandy and gulps it himself. then slowly kisses her upon her stomach. Then upon her inner thigh and drags his tongue in an upward motion to her sweet and moist erogenous zone. His breath hot from the liquor, creates a slight sting as his mouth upon Vixen's spot, makes her to moan and grind her pelvic bone forward. He finally gets to taste some of her own sauces as she uses the peacock feather to pleasure and soothe his rippling back.

Zenna recieves her stern spankings wilinglfully and lets out shouts of pleasure with each soft and hard stroke Gary adminishes to her round and curvy behind. Much better and enjoyfull than the rose thorn whippings of earlier in the week. Behind them the door eases open and Antonio and Vixen invite themselves in. The both of them pour malt Scotches for themselves and take a voyeristic seat for themselves upon the velvet couch in the center of the room. Vixen taking a more than comfortable seat leaning back between Antonio's legs laying with him sidewards on the couch. Both of them gulping quickly upon their drinks and playfully tantillizing each other with their hands.

= She is quite becoming, is she not there Vixen? She seems to take all the love taps she recieves with such pleasure I wonder if she feels pain at all?

- Trust me she is almost made of bronze. She feels the pleasure of the paddle and the whip and embraces it. One of her many talents.

= I had seemed to notice that when she had been lain in the center of the mansion and vaccum sealed some months ago. I had only seen her twice, Yet she made no effort to ever complain. The maids made comments to how calm she had been the entire time.

- Oh really? When it was my turn to go through that phase of training I nearly los my wit. The maids were helpful to talk me down and keep me calm when the made their visits.

She sweeps her ahand with his inside and directs his to pet her gently on the inside of her thighs. He does so while giving wet slow kisses upon the base of her neck and gently nibbling upon her skin.

= a real tough one, eh? not like the Vixen of the Runway.... The gentle being that she is. envied by thousands and adored by millions.... As he gives her a small nibble on the ear lobe.

The crack of the paddle rings through the room. As Gregory administers stern justice to the rear side of Zenna.

- Hmmm... Don't stop. Your making me cream.... Greg is quite turned on. Look at him, I don't think he could get enough of his evening treat.

= Think about it, Vixen. It is not every day the cook and his souix chef get to serve the women of the house either that bringing their meals to the table for them. In fact I feel as if tonight I had been invited to a feast of sweet delight I thought I would never get the chance to embrace. To be honest with you dear Vixen there is no place I would rather be that right here at this moment. I swear in all my life I don't think that there had been a more rewarding event that I could measure.

- And by the size of you pressing against me I don't think there is any doubt of that. Not at all, Antonio.

She takes her fingers and dips them into the glass wetting them with her drink. then moistens him with her hand. Most of his manly shaft peeking from over her hand than the amount she could grab with one of her fists. She rubs backwards upon him and places him inside her from behind. Inside her tightest of places and gently rocks back and fourth. Feeling him stiffen and become most powerfully erect as she takes his complete legnth. Her back straight she rocks back and fourth and slowly uses her sculpted legs and performs small squats upward and downward. The power between them growing in unison.

= I think he may be soon ready to take his own mount with Zenna. If she will let him..

- Never you mind if she would deny him. She had wanted him the same as I wanted you Antonio. She has had him in her mind the same as I had dreamed of you and I in this embrace right now.

= Please, call me Anton. There is nothing between us that I could be more proud of than to accept your embraces and beauty, Vixen.

She rides him up and down inside her tight anal passage, slowly and gently never being distracted by the ongoing conversation and the insaciable vouyerism of the moment. The ripples of pleasure from him conquering her and placing her in sheer ecstacy. Anton uses the feather upon her back and ticklish waves of delight create explosions of delight both powerful and gentle on her upper half and lower half at the same time. She comes silently and the streaming hot juices of her vaginal area are secreted. Still, she rides him, never skipping a rhythmic wave of hers and his syncromatic pleasure. His legnthy shaft becoming wet, than almost soaked with her bodies inner proofs of their embrace. She takes her leg and swings it over his leg and mounts him sidesattle. Letting him inside her with the deepest of penetration. As she does so she can't help herself form groaning out and moaning each time she reaches a complete connection of her skin to his. Him still swigging from his cordial he takes the time to place some liquor upon his shaft to help create hot moisture between them and stimulate her rear cavity. The heat inside her increases double-fold and the pleasure sensation of Antons and Vixen's first dance of love becomes almost epic for her. She begins to slowly feel the build of an enormous orgasm and knocks back the remainder of her conigac and tossing her glass to the side, to allow both of her hands free to squeeze and embrace her own breasts and nipples and excentuate her orgasmic build.

- I think it is time that Zenna herself feel the ride of ecstacy the same as my self. Vixen announces with her eyes closed almost tearing with bountiful pleasure.
She whips her head to the side and faces Gregory and Zenna.
-Greg, take her from behind at this moment! And paddle her as hard as you may. She is my pet for the Week and she deserves your man hood within her and you deserve the treat we had planned for you this evening for all that you had done for us. In the least. I want to see you take her. I want to see you take her right now.
She gasps and lets out a small scream as her orgasm topps off and she comes hard and deeply and long. Her hips pounding with excitement, her body quivering with sexual power built and released like a true master. Quickening the pace of her ride as the rush pounds through her loins. Not denying the pop of her self and embracing her pleateau.

Greg raises the paddle up and swats down with a fierce swing at the same time of his own enterance within Zenna. Then thrusts forward with all his might. Zenna heaves her body back to ensure his entrance inside her, and then screams. Slowly, Yet with all the powerful might within his means he takes his own mount of Zenna. Latching his free hand under her pelvic bone and pulling her back against him.

-Do not be gentle with her, Greg. She loves every moment. Every stroke of your rock hard cock my new friend. She can and will take it. Take her forcefully, Greg. Take her and punish her like the bad little girl she had been she deserves to be punished, and I want to see it! I want you to administer her punishment for what she had done onto me! Spank her again, as hard as you can you need to treat her thus, her pain tolerance and thresh hold it outstanding. Make it count!

Vixen and Anton watch and make sweet forbidden love as Zenna and Greg do the same. Greg giving Zenna all that he could with each erogenous pound of his own. Zenna unboubtedly enjoying each percussional slam from behind her, While Greg sinks himself within her loins and body cavity. Like the pounding of a train spike through a steel rail. Rocking her world with his enormously sized manhood. Her warmth from within was incredible. Zenna began to moan and then sceram loudly with each escalading jut and jab she recieved from Greg while he stood in hid Dominant position behind her. He took turns entering her wet crease, pounding inside her to begin and orgasmic occourance, and then slid in between her round muscular bottom to deliver short overwhelming explosive pleateaus . She moaned while he was in her vagina, and screamed out with extacy whilst he was reaming her anally. The pain of being an ass virgin was clearly not there for her. Zenna took nothing aside from pleasure being topped by him. Greg knew that from the way her cavity winked at him willingly when he took position for the administering of her spankings. His plunges strong and guided hit hard and deep. Tiuching bottom inside her birth canal, And passing further than her limits when he took her by anal entry. Striking with the paddle upon her muscular legs and butt to create spikes of stimulatory feeling and push her to the edge.

Viexn bouncing fast than slow upon Anitnio's Stiff and large rod. Feeling her legs begin to jiggle and uncontrollably as she sat and squeezed then held him within her and piuuled Antioio's large Spanish dick from with in her. Stroking him in reverse motion. Her Dark skin glimmering from the beads of sweat beginning to form and fall down from neckline. Vixen truly giving it her all as she was conducting her sexual workout with her admired Latin friend. Vixen, her self was nothing but impressed with the way Anton could handle her stroking him. For she was no excercising temperance with him at all. Vixen was riding him hard slow and long. The pressure from her own anal cavity gripping him giving him one of the best handless stroke jobs he had been given ever. Anton, already shutting his eyes closed while she was in midstrokes began to moan himself.

Vixen chosen lover for the night could not believe that he was making the deepest of love with a super star, globally recognized. Desired and adored world renoun. her sculpted lengthy body rippling forward then back as she was stroking him with squats and lunges. Her body and legs that were beginning to jiggle were beginning to be felt by him, personally. He found himself moaning personally out of control as she began to humm an let out screams of passions herself.

-I'm gonna jizz! Said Vixen -I'm gonna squirt! oh my god! Yeah! omygodI'mgonna squirt! I'm gonna squirt right now!. OOOOHHHHH! Yeah! OOOOOHHHHH!

She began to stroke harder and faster while her entire began to ripple and wave uncontrollably. Anton leaned her back and massaged her vagina hood as fast as he could with his hand. As she lost controll of herself. Her warm vaganal juice spraying from over his hand. all over the both of them first in a spray style and them streaming out from inside her. Her strokes stopped And She Let out a grand yell.

-Fuck, ME, YESSSSSSSSS! As she lost her own bladder's worth from Anton's throbbing Spanish Prick Puncturing her Black Woman's Body and making her cream herself. Vixen couldn't stop yelling and moaning. She had found her personal Nirvana.

-My turn! Yelled Anton. He grabbed her by the hips at the top of her long legs. and took position behind her, doggy style. Furiously slapping her georgeous ass with his pelvis and making her Scream with excitement. His strokes were terribly fast pulling her back while he rammed harder and harder from behind.

-Do you want, me Vixen? Do you? Do you want my all, Vixen? You do don't you? Huh? She wants it all and she wants it all right now doesn't our sweet Vixen? Tell Me! Tell Me, Now Sweet baby Vixen! Anton said sternly to her but not quite in a yelling voice.

-YESS! I WANT YOU! I WANT YOU! Vixen, said. Give me all that cock, my Kitchen Cook! Give me all that enormous Prick you fucker!

Antonio, was pounding himself in his black queen with fury and honorable stregnth. Fast hard and deeply Vixen was taking one of her finest Anals she had benn given in her life. From behing them both Zenna and Greg began to watch them rather than put on their own show. Greg never missing a stern plunge. As Anton was reaming his little starlett, He pulled Zenna upon her side and began to plunge within her using fast strokes. rocking her muscular short body with the middle part of his own love staff.

Zenna never moving her eyes from Vixen, Screaming, coming in waves.
-Fick her hard, Anton! Ream her tight skinny Ass. Make her yell, boy! Fuck her with everything you got, Antonio!
She was cut off as Greg plugged her bowels once again and she finally began to loos her own self in a orgasm of collosal proportions. -Make us both yours tonight, Men! Make us both yours!

Boths ladies moaning and screaming with excitement. Feeling their bodies being torn apart bt the beasts of Love behing them. both of them filling Gregory's room with the Announcement of woman's unsufferable pleasures and delight. Zenna pushed from Gregory and stepped over to where her house sister was feeling her own rapture. She slid her tongue close to Antons body and began to massage the bottom of his prick as he was jutting in and out from inside Vixen. Sucking on his shaft when he pulled out a bit and allowed her.

-Oooooh, She tastes so fucking good! Zenna exclaimed. She tastes like fine european Chocoalate! She tastes so sweet and velvety! Like the finest thing I had ever placed in my mouth in my entire life. MMMMMMMM! OOOOOOOH! What a treat! MMMMMM! What a delight! Greg come here and let her engorge her self with you. Shish ka bob her to the furthest reaches of her will! Get her from both sides while I buffet upon the three of you! I could never had thought that I were to be treated to such a tasty after hours dessert cart of Pleasure! I don't know where to start!

Greg, himself walks over to Vixen and places his own self inside Vixen's mouth. And Vixen begins to suckle upon him and then rams hed face forward to deep throat him by surprise. Wildly shaking and swallowing and letting out screams and humms when her wind pipe would permitt sound. Panting and gasping for air as her ass was constantly being reamed and stretched by Anton. The men letting Vixen shift her body forward to take the entire legnth of one and then the other. Whilst Zenna bounced from erogenous zone to erogenous zone of all three. Zenna self serving her own vagina with her hand as she stuck her Muscular tongue everywhrere she could see fit.

-Ream her, men! Give her all she could take. Tonight was one of her most desired fantasies come true and if the both of you let her down, I will take it out from your own hides, men! Give her the desires come true surpassing her own expectations. She hasn't had two men inside since her first day here with us , boys. She needs to be served up what she ordered and NOW! Creame on my sweet litte chocoalate bunny, come on her with your man creame and let me lick every sweet drop dry.

Both Antonio and Greg pulled out from either side of Vixen, and the girls commenced sucking each of them off. Pinching each other's nipples and fingering each other while jerking the men off with their other hands. Licking the mens tips of their cocks and bringing them closer to spurting their come all over Vixen the Superstar model. Both men came at once. Their loads shooting out by the loving spoonfulls. It seemed neither of them had shot a load in while. Their hot shots landing on Vixen's dark, sweaty skinned body and their temperature driven love juice dripping here and sticking there. Zenna and Vixen giving them hand jobs the fastest they could as the men Let out their own screams of uncontained love. The house sisters taking turns to suck one man's shaft, then trading to compliment the other. Then meeting in the middle and tonguing each other. Returning to the men's penises afterwards. Both men treated to deep throat and then quick flicks of the tougue. Their johnsons bobbing up and down, throbbing in the women's hands. Zenna grabs for Vixen'a legs and spreads them open and places her face in between. Enjoying a salty finally from when Vixen had squirted all over herself and Anton. Zennna then pulling her tongue upward uopn Her sister's body and carefully collecting the donations of sperm the men had left on Vixens Breasts and face. Vixen, then showing her tongue and the women sharing a french kiss snowball. Spitting both Greg and Anton's mixture back and fourth into each other's mouths. Zenna sucking it all into her own then spitting it back onto Vixen's tits. Vixen rubs the love concoction between her tits . making sperm string cheese bridges between her nipples as Zenna licks it back up and cleans breast plate off. Zenna pulls Vixen onto her belly and pulls her into a down prayer style stance on the couch. Placess one finger from both her hands insinde her exposed ass, spreads it open a little then spits the wole of the ending of the orgasms out inside. Then conntinues to give her a rim job to seal it shut. Licking her hot labias underneath and from behind, then tonging her ass once again. The concoction had thickened inside Vixen and Zenna commenced to once again suck it from Vixen's buns and asshole. Then Swallows it, chin up. Smiling the men with pride.

Zenna leans back on the floor and places her legs on the couch. And Beging to work her complete fist inside of her. Fisting her self for the three of them to watch. Greg fetches another helping of cordials for them all and spills some upon Zenna's vagina. Making her hot and wet and letting her feel the tingling burn of the liquid. Zenna's fist creating sounds of love suctions. Deeply and with increasing repitition she pop herself and sucks her fingers. Greg hands her the cordial and she sucks it back in one big gulp. As her hand frees itself from inside. Then she places her hand back and tosses to glass clearly away from her. She gets on her hands and knees and takes her wet dripping hand and works it inside her posterior. Slowly stretching her skin to make room for her complete hand to fit inside. She Moans and groans and slowly turns to her side and looks at the other three. The three, Zenna had noticed, finished with their own drinks. The men sitting on the couch and enjoying Vixen giving both of them head. Greg stands and lays under Zenna and pulls her hand from her ass. Zenna grunts loudly and long. Her hand forced from within her a little bit too quickly. The outside of her O-ring stretched and the stimulatory nerve endings, more than the whole vagins contains, Make her head throb as her own fist is rebirthed from inside her colon tract. Rubbing it on his thick, long dong. Then piercing her where she formerly had her hand. Vixen kneels over Greg and summons his tongue, pink and moist, hot and ready. Antonio enters Zenna from behind to complete the foursome and give Zenna the double penetration she seemed to want. Both men stroking at seperate speeds and legnths in and out at different times. Zenna's strong ass was pulsating with pleasure and ecstacy that nearly unnerved her. Both men popping and thrusting upon and inside of her. Vixen rubbing herself on Gergory's mouth, squeezing out another Squirt onto Gregory's chest and throat. Zenna licks it all as the men pound rhythmically in opon her. Zenna could hardly stand it, laying her head on Gregory's chest and submitting as the men stretch her to her limits. Gregory's strokes long and controlled, Antonio's fast and well timed. Antinio's prick vibratorily mustering surges through her body. Control of her own body is no longer hers. Succumbing to the compilation of flutternig strokes that penetrate from inside. Even the Baron and the Dutchess themsellves weren't as war like when they chose her on their certain nights to bring her inside their chaimbers. These men were relentless..... Just like Zenna liked it. And treated like the fuck meat she enjoies. Being one of those particular times. Zenna's body wriggles and shutters. Her legs give a little and slide open as her body gets a little limper from being worked so hard. She yeilds to the men and lets them finish her off. Completely taken from the outstanding amounts of multiple orgasms she had experienced in such a short time. Her bust bouncing on Gregory's chest and the men rub another hot load off inside of her. The warmth of their ejaculatory spurts making her slippery inside. She now could only moan with spent pleasure as she reached the end of her energy for the time being. A gigantic smile upon her face.

Her sister of the house, mumbling dirty fornicatory phrasing to her self squelches as she herself comes while hovering above her. Falling back onto the floor and letting her own body rest for its own.

Short silence becomes of the room then Vixen notices her new cockmaster's voice from on the sofa.
-How about all af us relax in the hot tub for a while? I think you girls deserve it.

Zenna replies. -HMMM... Sounds great. Bring the booze. Gregory, may I use your bedae.

-Feel free. There are some robes in the linnen room between the bedroom and the bath.


-I'm next for the bedae. Mutters Vix.

The four of them make their way down the hall and then through the french doors into the center of the mansion itself. Where the indoor pool was located. Sipping on congiac and letting their muscles and nerves relax from the utter fuck fest in Gregory's living quarters. They all relaxed listening to the water splattering of the fountain in the middle of the pool and the bubbles of the hot tub. Making their promises to see one another again and not to let on to the owners of the house.

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