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Yana and Felicia dance
DIR By: Yana{HoL}
Date: April 12, 2026, 1:03 am
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...Merchant of Love...
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous: It had seemed a virtual eternity since
Yana had been told she was to begin training as a dancer
immediately. But maybe that was her perceptions being altered by
her status? She had already lost track of how much time had
passed since the Lady Ydril was stripped and collared and
branded and Yana was born. The days stretched as she tended to
the house after the fair, determined that she would be pleasing
and that she would fill many roles but wondering when she would
begin training to please men.
Particularly one man... the Master who collared her and claimed
her.
Still, she had enjoyed the dancing the saw at the last Sardar
Fair. And more... the dancing she had done for her Master in the
alcoves when he ordered her to tease herself and then pleasure
herself as he watched after she had observed her first tavern
and the women therein. How they moved. How they served. And how
they seemed happy in a way that Ydril had never known as the
Daughter of a respected merchant house.
So she moved as quickly as was respectable to the room in the
inner house, where she was told Felicia and a bard would be
waiting.
Felicia was just rolling to her feet from a full Nadu, licking
her lips as the bard pulled his drum before him. The redhead
grinned at Yana, her eyes briefly moving over her bared body and
nodding approval. The bath girl had been elevated to an overseer
role since the move to Freeport and she thought that once the
new baths were built she would be placed in charge of them and
the girls there as Cinnabun was Second Girl and specifically
charged with maintaining the household staff and Free quarters.
Still, she had some training as a dancer and it was for this
reason Marcus Lycus had asked her to take charge of Yana in this
matter. Besides, he had observed the two girls had become quite
close since Yana's branding and with the girl Rose (who was
undergoing her own special training at the moment) it did good
to keep them all occupied.
"Ah! Yana!" Felicia said with a smile. "I was just.... covering
the price of the Master Musician's time." She gave Yana a wink
that was not as sly as she thought it was but her warm smile was
earnest. "So Master had agreed to let you start training to be a
dancer! Are you excited?" It was quite clear that Felicia was
from her tone, of course that may have been left over from her
excitement at tending to the bard - a blonde Northman with a
thick beard who nodded at Yana with an agreeable grin as he
recentered his drum before him.
"I'm good for two ahn, girls, so we'd best not dally."
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
...Merchant of Love...: Bare feet carried the nude blonde haired
slave into the chamber, her hips rippling as she walked, an arch
to her spine, she who had once been a Lady Merchant and before
that a she urt now walking as that which she now is, slave, an
owned beast, a sensual ripple of bare flesh, a body that was
meant to be looked at...
Ydril was a memory, one consigned to the past, in her place now
Yana, one life over, another begun, a path embarked upon, one
that was was absent regrets, something that might have seemed at
odd to her at some time. But time had moved on...the gamut of
emotions that had she had felt that fateful night now at
peace....an acceptance within her as she grinned at Felicia.
gave toss of blonde mane that tumbled loose about bare
shoulders. "You know I am excited beauty"! She grinned, the
smile on her face one that could not be feigned, this no act,
she virtually bouncing as she moved to stand before the Northern
Master, her bare body displayed before him, trembling,
quivering, her nipples tauetening, wanting a Man of Gor to look
upon her, to want her, desire her as she stood before him, her
body scented with slave perfume, bells again about her ankle as
she smiled brightly. "Yes, Master, I am ready Master.....ready
to dance for you!" Her eyes shone, that excitement obvious as
she moved to stand before you, naked, collared, branded, belled,
an owned slut, the property of the House of Lycus, her thoughts
moving to he who was head of that House, her Master, the Man to
whom she had knelt, devalued herself to be slave, Marcus Lycus
A lost wager? Or simply fate making its voice heard? It mattered
not. She was slave. He was her Master.
The Naked blonde smiled then as she moved to stand before the
Bard, her back arched, body swaying, head up, hands already
caressing her thighs as she exhibited her nude beauty before
him, awaited the beat of the drum, blue eyes on the Bard....
"Pleaser Master...may Yana dance for you? Please?" The words
hung in the air as the slave begged, begged to dance.
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous: Felicia laughed along with Yana, her
own body clearly roused by what was to come. She too moved to
stand before the bard and licked her lips in memory of what
passed between them.
"Please, Master.... May Felicia dance for you as well?"
The bard laughed as well and nodded. "I see your Master keeps a
formal house. Yes, beauties, you may dance as I play. For that
is why we are all here, is it not?"
Felicia nodded and closed her eyes. "It is, Master, but before
you play and we dance, may I give Yana a bit of direction?"
"By all means,!" The bard grinned lustfully and Felicia's
efforts to sate his lusts clearly did not leave him so exhausted
as to be unable to play or to appreciate the charms Yana had to
offer. With permission secured once again, Felicia turned to
Yana and put a hand on her shoulder, meeting her gaze.
"Already you've learned the first lesson. Though you may dance
for a crowd, it is best to focus on a single man. Your Master,
if he is present, of course. A musician or a potential customer
if he is not. It does keep you from getting dizzy during the
more vigorous spinning moves but it also focuses your mind. And
that, in turn, focuses the body."
She looked back to the bard and smiled. as he nodded along. "A
fine instruction," he said. "And it also helps to make whoever
you focus on feel like he's the only Man in the room. Which is,
in fact, the case here," he chuckled. "Marcus Lycus asked me to
keep it simple as you are still finding your body. This will be
a freeform dance. No planned steps or props like the chain dance
or the whip dance. Just the drum.... the slaves... and you
moving your bodies to display them best and make whoever you
dance for wish to do what comes naturally.... which is what you
two bold sluts want when you are dancing, aye?"
"Yes, Master!" Felicia said eagerly before settling herself, one
foot before the over to exaggerate the roll of her hips as she
struck a pose with her hands raised over her head.... looking
something like a ballerina of Earth.
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
...Merchant of Love...: Yana felt Felicia's hands on her bare
flesh, her touch sending a jolt of energy through the blonde,
she grinning, nostrils flaring as she inhaled the redhead's
scent, it clearly mingled with traces of the Master that now
looked upon the two slaves, Yana's own hands moving to rest on
Felicia's hips as she listened to the advice that the redhead
imparted to her.
Dance for one Man. Her Master if he was present. Marcus Lycus.
The blonde's body betrayed her excitement at thought of him...a
shiver of pleasure as she imagined dancing before him, writhing,
naked...as she had done in the aclove at the Fair before she had
touched herself at his direction, under his command...Yana
nodded then...wished that he was here, to look upon her as she
danced, though doubtless he was busy...had much to occupy his
time...
"Yes....yes...I understand...pick one man out of the crowd...our
Master if he is there...." So easily the word Master now tumbled
from lips, so swiftly did it cause body to respond, little vulo
bumps on her flesh, her nipples taut buds of desire as she
turned to face the bard, she listening intently to what he had
to say. If he was to dance, and dance properly, dance before
Men, dance at the Fair, dance for her Master, dance to please
him there would be much to learn....intricate steps, things to
include, like the whip, or chains, or silks...but this night she
and Felicia would simply dance, dance their nude beauty, dance
before a Man of Gor, a Master...like the bold sluts that they
were, Yana's cheeks blushing when he called them that. Ydril ze
Omunw as now just distant memory, something to be left in the
past, not forgotten, for she was a part of the slave named
Yana...so not forgotten....but in the past....as Felicia
arched...posed...
Yana took deep breath then....she had no training in such
things....so she would simply follow instinct....let it guide
her....as she stepped in behind the red haired slave...placed
her hands on her bare hips....palms caressing...as they slowly
slid up Felicia's side...they would dance together, two naked
slave sluts, dance for the Drummer,
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous: Felica purred as Yana's hands moved
along her hips and slid up to cup her ample tits. She was
shorter than Yana, but no less busty for the lack of elongation.
She threw a glance back to the blonde slut and looked to the
Bard to see if he liked what he saw so far. Some men did not
like to see slaves making free with each other, but most seemed
to appreciate the sight of two naked slaves in heat regardless
of if they seemed to be making due without men.
Felicia had made it clear before that she liked enjoyed such
play and Yana had heard much moaning from the neighboring kennel
that Felicia often shared with a girl called Rose. If she was
surprised by Yana's sudden show of affection, she was not
displeased. But she did whisper with a bit of breathiness.
"Hmm.. we could start here. But I thought maybe we should move
apart from each other.... then perhaps build to dancing
together. Unless Master wishes to see us start this way?"
The bard seemed to ponder this. "I think it would be best o
start apart then build to the big show," he said finally. "This
is meant to get Yana used to moving on her own, as I understand
it. But you two may cling to each other later.... perhaps a
variant on the mirror dance where you try to mimic one another's
moves before twinning?" he suggested before he began to play.
The beat was slow and sensual and Felicia stepped away from Yana
reluctantly to follow the tune. She wiggled her hips wantonly,
considering her ass to be her best feature, though turning
around to display a shaven quim glistening with ample juices to
show she was enjoying her duties and the instruction. She did
spin around to face Yana... partly to offer her another saucy
wink and partly to watch her own dance.
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
...Merchant of Love...: Yana watched the Bard when Felicia spoke
to him, the blonde in truth perhaps having surprised herself at
her boldness, at the way that she had placed her hands on the
other slave, caressed her, touched her breasts....but then many
things had surprised the slave girl named Yana in these past
hands....not least amongst them the way that the slave fires had
been ignited in her belly in the wake of the fateful day when
she had first come to the House of Lycus....the world that she
had known had bene sundered then....she plunged head first into
a new one, one where she had been collared, branded almost
immediately, that kiss of the iron demonstrating that just as
she had kept her word, she, too, had her Master kept his....and
there would be no stepping back from the path that she was now
on....
And why would she wish to step back? She had found her place in
this World....
The Bard was beating his drum now, his palm striking the
stretched hide, a slow, rythmic beat, one that was wild,
sensual....Yana's bare feet now creating distance between her
and Felicia....it perhaps emergent that each desired to have
their hands on the other....Yana now gazing into Felicia's eyes
as the redhead turned salaciously before winking at the blonde,
Yana's own gaze wandering over Felicia's owned swells and
curves....the tip of the blonde's tongue dancing over glossed
lips as she slowly raised hands above her head, raising
beautifully the line of bare tits that were a handful more than
pert if not quite voluptuous....every facet of her now exposed
as she moved with the beat, her hips swaying seductively, bare
feet shifting on the furs that she stood upon, every step
causing the bells around her ankle to chime...as she danced....
Danced as what she now was, a naked slave slut....one claimed by
Marcus Lycus, conquered...fuccck.....it was he who had locked
the slave collar around her throat....he who had branded her, he
who had taken away the name that she had once had, he who had
named her
Yana
That was her name now....she was Yana... a naked slave slut....a
slut.....ohhhh....she wanted to hear that word on his lips
again....as she faced Felicia....arched her back....let the
music slowly consume her....hands above her head, hips
moving....this was where she was meant to be....what she was
meant to be...she was never meant to win that game...but if she
had...if she had....how could she have stayed outside the
circle, how could she have been him every day and not
submitted...
Yana danced....she danced for the Master Bard....she danced for
the naked redhead that faced her.
But most of all she danced for Marcus Lycus. Her Master.
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous: It was a credit to the bard's focus
that he was able to keep the beat going despite the display
before him. Both women were beauties, despite the notable scars
that might mar Yana's appearance in some eyes. But her heat was
apparent, as was Felicia's. It did not matter who they were in
another life or who might recognize them. One had been a
Merchant of a powerful house. The other a Physician of a family
of Ar, fallen to the collar when she was chosen by lottery to
serve the men of Cos. She had suffered then, but blossomed into
something when Marcus Lycus bought her as he bought many other
women of his home city who had been collared. He would not free
them, of course, but he did endeavor to find them all a home
where they fit in.
For Felicia, that place had been as a bathgirl until her
training a newly collared scribe dubbed Rose in the arts of
tending a Master in the bath led to them both being elevated.
Alas, the deal to make them a gift to some administrator of
Torcadino had fallen through but now Marcus had found both girls
more than willing to share their knowledge and natural gifts
with the other girls.
Felicia's pale skin slowly started to flush into something that,
in the right light, might match the crimson of her short-cut
mane. Her heat was apparent and the dance only heightened it.
While she was watching Yana, she was also watching the Bard. And
doing her level best to try and throw him off his game. Grabbing
her own hips to spread apart her cheeks to reveal star and slit.
Spanking her own ass with a wicked grin. Lifting one breast up
to her mouth and stretching her tongue to flick across her own
nipple. It was clear she had practiced such things often and
reveled in her own status as a naked slut who existed only to
please and pleased herself by doing so.
Even as she did all this, Felicia watched Yana from the corner
of her eye, wondering if the newer slave would follow her
example or forge her own path of lusty itent.
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
...Merchant of Love...: The drumbeat washed over Yana, a
seductive rythmn, almost like the beat of her heart, pounding in
her ear, intoxicating, alluring, the blonde moving, hips
writhing slowly as Felicia began to cavort, the sound of flesh
against flesh as the bath girl slapped her own ass adding
another layer to the drumbeat, it too joined by the chiming of
he little bells that were around Yana's left ankle, they ringing
with each movement that the belled slave made....
What we had been mattered not....all that mattered was what we
were....what we had perhaps always been meant to be....slaves,
sluts....Yana now freed from crushing weight of title of
Daughter of House ze Omun, that now but distant memory....she
had been released from the responsibilities that went with what
she had been, who she had been....all that mattered now was that
she was pleasing....as she writhed before the Bard....tossing
her long blonde mane wildly now, sweat starting to glisten on
her naked body, Yana now taking her cue from Felicia, frederick
before him, her eyes fixed on his as her hands moved to her own
bare tits, fondled them, kneaded them, caressed them....
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous: The bard offered her a smile and nod
of approval. She did have good tits and the show she made was a
good one. But his eyes deftly moved over the whole package as
she stood before him and grinded away, from the tips of her toes
to the bare-shaven slit that showed her excitement as surely as
she sheen of sweat and the firmness of the nipples she offered
for his inspection.
Deciding perhaps the time had come for a more direct and
intimate show, Felicia spun up behind the blonde slave. In
mirror of Yana's earlier move, her dexterous hands came down
upon bare hips. She stood close... close enough for both girls
to smell the sweat and sex upon each other underneath their
differing slave perfumes. Hard nipples pressing to Yana's back,
Felicia leaned in and whispered into her ear.
"Hmm.. you're a natural at this. You didn't practice in your
chambers before you were collared did you?"
A light chuckle shook through her chest and through Yana's back
as she planted a soft kiss on the other girl's neck, suckling
the sensitive flesh right above where the steel of her collar
was sealed. Felicia's hands slid up Yana's side... cupping her
own hands and ready to take over the task of teasing those fine
tits.
#Post#: 738--------------------------------------------------
Re: Yana and Felicia dance
DIR By: Yana{HoL}
Date: April 12, 2026, 1:05 am
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Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
...Merchant of Love...: Yana's eyes were locked on the Bard now,
recalling Felicia's earlier advice, to dance for one
Man....admittedly he was the only Man in the room but Yana paid
no heed to that, danced as though a multitude of eyes were upon
her, writhed, squirmed, moaned as through a score Free Men of
Gor were watching., wanted her, desired her....
Danced as though Marcus Lycus was watching....and when she was
done would throw her to her back in the furs and pull her ankles
apart that he might fuck her.....plunge his hard Cock into her
soaking cunt....
OhhhhhyesssssssMaster!.....the nude blonde slave moaned, gasped,
her nipples taut, her cunt now juicing like a fucking larma as
she ran her hands down her buddy, over her belly....fingers
teasing her cuntlips....as she looked at the Bard....a wanton
slave....not challenging him, rather encouraging him....enticing
him....as she touched herself....fucccck.....her body quivering,
finger teasing cunt for an ihn, perhaps two....as Felicia moved
behind er, the redhead's hands suddenly coming to rest on Yana's
hips, the two naked slaves now slowly writhing in front of the
Master, almost like one body, but two heads, two seats of arms
and legs....as Yana felt Felicia's warm breath caress her ear,
the words tumbling from the redhead' lips....
"That would be a scandalous thought....." Murmured softly,
neither admission nor denial....and then she felt Felicia's lips
on her collared throat....the redhead's hands on her tits, as
one of Yana's own hands reached backwards, so that she could
caress Felicia's thigh....the other rising to stroke the
redhead's cheek, turning her head gently, her lips then
searching for Felicia's to deliver lingering kiss to the
redhead's lips, not only their bodies but their tongues now
dancing too.
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous: Felicia met the kiss eagerly and
indeed her tongue was the first to plunge into Yana's mouth. Of
course the focus was meant to be upon the bard, who still kept
the beat going even as he quickened his place. As their tongues
waggled, Felicia slid one of her hands down to brush against
Yana's soaking cunt, even as she parted her thighs wide to allow
Yana to tease her folds and proved equally eager to feel her
touch.
They made for a mirror as promised..... tongues dancing....
hands groping one another's chests.... fingers on the verge of
entering one another like the cocks they lusted after. Yet the
lust they felt for each other was as real. They were slaves.
They were sluts. And such things were allowed within the House
of Lycus, if not outright encouraged. After all, how could one
give pleasure if one could not experience it?
"Hmm... not the sort of mirror dance I had in mind, but I like
it," the bard chuckled over his playing.
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
...Merchant of Love...: It was as though a veil had been lifted
from Yana's eyes....she perhaps able to truly see things for the
first time....for the Lady Merchant had had cock inside her
before....but she had never felt another woman kiss her....touch
her....her body jerking helplessly against the touch, the drum
beat growing faster, louder, a barbaric rythmn that both slaves
moved to, their bodies in time with the music, the kisses
growing ever more passionate, mirroring each other for sure,
though perhaps not quite as envisaged, Yana's hand now in
Felicia's short red hair, Felicia's lips pressed hard against
her, hands roaming each other bodies, touching, caressing,
frantically, hungrily, the scent of lust and desire permeating
the room, almost like something tangible, that one could reach
out, touch, the way that the two naked sluts were touching each
other....
For that is what they were....Yana could still remember the
first time her Master had called her a slut....she had been
summoned to his presence, before they had travelled to the
Fair...he had spoken of the Fair....then commanded her into the
table position.....called her slut....the word igniting a fire
in her belly.....she was a slut...what choice did she
have....this was what she was meant to be....her whole life up
until this point had been a denial of who she was....and Marcus
Lycus had seen fit to bring her face to face with the
truth....she wondered when he had known, that she would be his
slave....from when they first met, at the Fair? From when she
entered his House, from when the wager was made? As they had sat
across the table from each other had he already served which
brand to mark her with?
Ohhhhhh....the slut gasped now, jerked, the Bard getting a dance
indeed, perhaps not the one he had anticipated as Yana felt
Felicia's fingers inside her, the blonde gasping "Tonight....let
it be me that is sent to your kennel...."
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous: "Hmmm.. I was thinking of coming to
yours....." Felicia purred back. "I'd teach you things here but
I think we can only go so far in calling that a "dance," But I
think we can buy the bard's silence if you are feeling equally
bold....."
Felicia suddenly pulled her fingers form Yana and raised them
between them, snaking her tongue across the sticky digits before
rolling her eyes to the bard. He was still keeping the beat but
he was looking as flushed as the slaves. And a tell-tale
swelling behind his drum revealed he was recovered from
Felicia's efforts earlier.
"Mmm.... Master... your beat has kindled our fires..... may Yana
please you as Felicia did?"
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
...Merchant of Love...: Yana's hands strayed over Felicia's
naked body, the blonde trembling, words have tumbled from her
lips absent offerings thought a moment ago.....but in truth what
need was there for rational thought now....she was a
slave....not some proud Merchant....hers was not a world of
rationality, hers was one of emotion, instinct, no longer
burdened by the rules and restrictions that applied to Free
Women of Gor....she existed to serve....to please....and this
night she would taste cunt, feel tongue explore her own most
intimae places, whether in her keneel or Felicia's....they would
be two naked beasts rutting together, tonight and perhaps on
other nights yet to come....
But first the dance need to be concluded....and it seemed that
the Master Bath was enjoying the performance, at least as far as
ill concealed dwelling would indicate....
Hearing Felicia, Yana smirked, gave proud toss of blonde mane
before sinking don to the floor, onto all fours, the blonde
slave then crawling, in hands and knees, the bells around her
ankle pealing, her hips moving from side to side, affording
Felicia fine view of ass and cunt as she crawled closer to the
Bard, her eyes on his....."Yes Master....please....please...Yana
begs to please you Master....just like Felicia did...." tip of
pink tongue darted across glossed lips...."Please Master...."
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous: Felicia fell to her knees in
supplication and not just because this gave her a better look at
the arse and cunt that Yana was now displaying like one born to
the collar and not one barely in it for a passing of the moons.
Yes, she'd take pleasure in teasing all that later tonight.
Perhaps sooner if time permitted. She smiled wide, certain she'd
found another sister of the heart - one who reveled in the
collar and the freedom to be a slut that she did.
The bard looked down at Yana and seemed to be making similar
calculations before she kneeled up before him and placed her
hands behind her back, tossing her hair again to expose her
breasts. Her cunt dripped on the tile as sweat poured down her
body. And she was licking her lips in the eternal invitation of
all women teasing to suggest what ends her mouth might be
employed.
It was almost comical how fast he put aside his drum and began
to fumbling with his trousers. His cock was of a good size and
hard once he was adjusted. And a bead of seed bubbled to the tip
as he remained standing and grabbed Yana's blonde locks. He did
not force himself into her mouth. He merely guided her
closer..... letting her set the pace of what was to come.
Felicia smiled and moved up slightly behind Yana. "You've done
this before," she said knowingly. "But one tip.... savor it.
Like a candy at the fair," she purred before looking up the
Master bard and licking her own lips.....
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
...Merchant of Love...: This was a dance to be sure, but perhaps
not the one that any of the dancers had imagined when the
performance had begun, one that in one regard made no sense to
Yana but in acutely made every sense....for she was not Ydril,
she was Yana...the only thing the two shared was their
appearance, their blonde hair, their lucious bodies, the scar
that adorned their bellies....in all other things neither knew
the other....Ydril had lived by the rules of society, had
strived to compete against Men....Yana knew only the rules of
the collar, existed not to compete with men but to please them.
And it seemed to her as though this Man was pleased indeed to
now have a naked slut kneeling at his feet, his hands grasping
her blonde tresses, pulling her in close to cock that now
throbbed and pulsed before her as Felicia slithered up behind
her, the redhead running her fingernails up the blonde's spine
as she whispered....and Yana nodded, a slow smirk appearing on
lips that would in a moment encircle cock....it was true, she
had sucked cock before, but that had been as a Free Woman, one
more focused on her own pleasure than her lover's....
The naked slave inhaled, bare tits rising and falling as she
felt the Bard's masculine scent wash over her, the scent of a
Man, the scent of cock....cock that was now caressed by small
hand, palm slowly sliding down his length as warm breath teased
unseeing eye at tip a heartbeat before the slave leaned forward,
her tongue now flicking over crown of the Master's cock before
she took it into her mouth, looking up at him as painted lips
slowly sliding down down his length.....oh she would most
certainly savour this....
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous: Felica purred a her hands came up to
cup Yana's tits as she got to work. The temptation was strong to
lean in and offer her own teasing licks to the bard's shaft.
Perhaps kissing Yana around it. Or to take to all fours herself
and press lips to lower lips and tease Yana. Perhaps another
time she would do all those things. But she knew enough to know
Yana had yet to fully play the games of slavegirls and she would
save such things for when they were alone. (Well, perhaps Rose
might be there too......) But for now she merely teased the
blonde slave and held her tits in place as Yana delivered her
first blowjob as a whore of the House of Lycus.
The bard, for his part, seemed pleased indeed by the slow
sucking which followed. At leas, he did not correct Felicia's
suggestion. He purred, though his was like that of a Northern
panther than the gawaii kitten Felicia purred like.
"Hmmm... you know Yana used to be a merchant, Master? As I used
to be of the Physicians. I think we are better off where we are
now.... don't you agree, Master?"
The bard's low moan was all the answer he could make.
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
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.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
...Merchant of Love...: The naked slave began to slowly tease
that cock, taking it deeper into her mouth, bathing it in her
saliva, her hand reaching for the Master's balls, cradling them
in her palm as she herself writhed and squirmed under Felicia's
tender ministrations, the woman who had once been a Physician
teasing her, fondling her tits as she took the Master's cock
deeper into her mouth, dancing with him as she slowly took him
into the back of her throat, held them
there....held....held....before drawing back, gasping,
gagging....spit dangling from the sides of her mouth
And then she started to take back into her mouth, stroking his
shaft with her hand, tasting him, licking his precum rarely as
Felicia told him who we used to be....while Yana knelt at his
feet, her thighs now spread wide, her cunt a soaking fucking
mess of lust and desire, the fires in her belly raging. She was
slave, was better off where she was, a slut, a naked beast,
collared, branded....sucking on a Master's cock...
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous: She was not unprepared with the
musician found his ease for the second time that afternoon and
with the second slave since entering into the House of Lycus.
His seed gushed across Yana's tongue, giving her ample chance go
gulp it down and not let a drop go to waste, spilling out the
corners of her mouth.
Felicia, for her part, moaned softly as she took in the sight
from close range and smiled softly as the new slave proved her
talent. "Nicely done, Yana. The dance and the second dance," she
giggled. "And well timed, for our two ahn are up. Though I'm
sure our owner would accommodate the Master if he wished to
patronize the brothel."
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
...Merchant of Love...: The slave's head bobbed back and forth,
lips sliding up and down the Master's shaft as she took him
right up to the edge....and then over it, held grunting,
growling, his hands tight in her blonde mane as his seed filled
Yana's mouth, held blonde gulping down every drop of that sticky
hot cum, the scent of it filling her nostrils as she swallowed,
the Master then slowly pulling out, Yana looking up at him,
giggling with the red head as she settled into nadu, the taste
of cum in her mouth "Felicia and Yana hope to see you again very
soon, Master..."
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous: "I hope the same, beautiful whores,"
the bard said with a smile as he picked up his drum, fixes the
strap about himself, and exited the room. Once he was gone,
Felicia turned to Yana and smiled, coming to kneel in Nadu
opposite her.
"When I was a young Lady in Aar, other ladies and I sometimes
practiced kissing in private so we would know what it was like
when we were companioned." She lowered her eyes a bit and
chuckled. "I realized then I liked kissing girls as much as the
idea of men. I don't suppose the urt girls did anything
similar?"
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Slave Quarters
-=is somewhere within the extensive slave quarters of the House
of Lycus, either in the kennels or training rooms.=-
...Merchant of Love...: Yana smiled as she looked at the
beautiful redhead that knelt naked opposite her. "Sometimes.
Just kissing though....I've never been with a woman
properly...." Her smile lingered, the insinuation clear, that
Felicia would be her first....
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