by Princess and Her treasure



Chapter Seventeen

Kayli squirmed in half-sleep, her body throbbing almost painfully in need. Something pinched at her sensitive nipples and she arched nearly coming as her eyes flew open, her hands trying to come up to protect them only to find she was still securely bound.

Allanah was kneeling over her with a decidedly wicked and hungry look, "Good Morning, my Little Slave.  Did you sleep well?"  She traced a long fingernail around the aureole and watched her girl shudder helplessly.

"I-I had s-some trouble s-sleeping, Mistress," Kayli admitted, finding it very hard to breathe naturally.

Allanah slid her finger up Kayli's neck and across her cheekbone. She smiled to herself as her slave turned her head to kiss the finger in adoration. She wasn't awake even five minutes and here she was slipping into head space already.  She almost felt sorry for what she planned to do to her today.

She unlocked the collar and removed the other restraints and helped into the bathroom.  She made sure Kayli was neatly shaved and then ran a hot shower for both of them.  Allanah loved bathing her slaves, and being in the shower with Kayli so close to the edge was a delight.  Her hungry moans and lustful whimpers were such sweet sounds.

"P-please, M-Mistress, please," Kayli begged as Allanah dried her off later and rubbed her skin with lotion, "May I have just one?"

Allanah kissed her slave tenderly, "Not yet, Pet.  It's time to dress you for the day."

Kayli wondered what outfit Mistress would produce from her closet today.  She glanced nervously at Master James, lounging in the doorway, watching them while drinking a cup of coffee.  He looked stunning in the black leather pants, a black silk shirt and black boots.  Kayli let her mind replay the scene from last night, the passion, the dominance, the need....

"Focus, Kayli!" Mistress spoke sharply to her, pulling her back to the present.

"Please, forgive me, Mistress," Kayli spoke quickly and earnestly, her face reddening.

Allanah glanced at James and had a good guess where her slaves mind had been wandering.  She was tempted to let her mind or better yet, her body wander that way, too.  Instead, she took down a shoe box and pulled out a pair of gold and black stiletto heels that rivaled any that she had made the girl wear yet.  She had Kayli sit on the dressing bench and she fastened the shoes onto her feet.

Next, she went to the dresser and took out a wooden box.  Back with Kayli she gently removed the little gold barbells on her nipples, ignoring the worried look on the girl's face.  From the box she took two gold rings and threaded each of them through the holes in her nipples, fastening them securely.

"Oh, Mistress! They are beautiful!" Kayli whispered in awe.

"I am glad that you like them," Allanah replied as she took out a length of chain that split into two at one end.  Each of those ends were latched onto one of the golden rings.  Allanah gave an expirmental tug on the leash and Kayli gasped.

"Have you had any leash training, Kayli?" She asked.

Kayli swallowed nervously, starring down at the rings and chain ensemble, "N-no, M-Mistress."

"We will work on it then today.  Stand up." She gave another tug to get the girl to her feet. She looped the end of the leash around a hook on the wall and did the girls hair, adding in the dangling medallion.

In wonder, Kayli slowly reached up to touch one of the rings, but Mistress caught her hand and pulled it behind her back along with the other.  Soft, lined cuffs were fastened around her wrists and hooked together.

James walked over and looked at her like she was a sculpture, "Delightful, Princess.  You have always had a knack at display."

"Thank you , Master," Allanah felt the warm glow of his praise inside her and smiled..

"Now, what shall my Princess wear today," James began to leaf through the clothes.

On the arm of James, Allanah led Kayli into the dining room.  The stain of the wine and food was still evident on the wall.  Joshua almost dropped the bowl of fruit salad he was carrying when he took a look at Kayli.  Silently, he prayed that Mistress had some plan that involved him and her and soon.

Allanah took her seat at James right hand and made a motion for Kayli to kneel between them.  Andrew came in carrying a tray of pastries and caught sight of the picture and made a low growl of pleasure.

Distracted, Kayli turned her head to look at him.  Andrew was struck at how she seemed to breathe submissiveness, desire and need.  The nipple rings were perfect on her and the chains just enhanced the submissiveness.  A feral part of him wanted to see her in more chains, serving the meals, being bent over the table, moaning in hunger under him helplessly as he thrust himself deep into her.

"Andrew, the pastries?" Allanah's voice snapped him out of his reverie.

"Yes, Mistress," he put the tray on the table and calmly walked to the kitchen to get the coffee and juice, hoping his erection wasn't too noticeable.

Allanah took a strawberry in her fingers and held it out to Kayli's lips, letting her reach a bit for it, knowing that feeding her like this would only hone the edge of her arousal to a fine edge.

Kayli's lips closed around the strawberry and she savored the sweet taste.  She was bound, she ached in desperate need of release, her nipples were pierced and ringed, delicate chains held her to her Mistress.  A tear of complete joy slid down her cheek; she had never been more happy in her whole life.