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Marcus discusses Yana with Lily
DIR By: Yana{HoL}
Date: April 27, 2026, 9:28 am
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...Merchant of Love...
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Marcus' Private Quarters
-=is somewhere within the private quarters belonging to the
Slaver Marcus Lycus.=-
ALL: Reluctantly, Marcus began to stir in the furs not too long
after the warming presence of his First Girl and First Love left
him. He was an early riser by nature but the night before had
been... active for them both. So by his standards he had slept
in until after the sun was well above the horizon. He tended to
his own ablutions and dressed before heading to slave kennels in
search of his accidental acquisition - the former Lady Ydril now
the slut Yan
.:|His Poison Ivy|:.
Lily
Property of Marcus Lycus
.:RESTRICTED:.
First Girl
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:..:|PoD|:.
Don't ask me what I think of you,
I might not give the answer that you want me to.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
...Merchant of Love...: Sage green eyes followed the delicious
form of my Master as He moved through the Hall toward the
kennels, hiding a slight smirk at the thought of the night
before, a bit surprised and more than a bit amused that He can
walk normally this morning. But I did not move from where I
knelt on my cushion to the left of His seat in the Hall, knowing
that He is likely on His way to see Yana or Sinnabun. I would
tend Him when He desired my presence. Until then, I went back to
scanning papers for upcoming sales.
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 had slowly shifted from sleep to
wakefulness, the naked blonde hovering for a moment in that
state that was neither one nor the other, her hand instinctively
reaching out for Felicia, finding the place where the redhead
bad been to be empty, she having obviously risen early, to
attend to her duties for the day, something that Yana would also
need to give thought to as she sat up, brushed some errant
strands of straw, before making her way to the slave baths, from
where she now emerged freshly bathed, to towel herself down, the
scent of Felicia washed from her body as she looked forward to a
new day in the House of Lycus.
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 there that Marcus spied her,
fresh as a daisy and looking quite exquisite and pleased. "Ah!
Yana. I have been looking for you," he said with a smile as he
reached for a pouch on his belt. From it he retrieved and
unfolded a rolled up steel chain - a leash. Without pausing, he
attached the lead to the o-ring of her collar and met her gaze
boldly with his steel grey eyes.
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-sleen pose," he ordered, giving
her enough slack to go to her hands and knees easily.
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...: "Master!" The towel immediately fell
away from her body when she saw you, head your voice, your smile
matched with one of her own as you said that you had been
looking for her, she feeling the heat of your eyes on her bare
body as you leashed her, that heat immediately setting alight
the fires that smouldered in her belly, those flames now
rippling through her body as You looked upon her openly,
candily, the chain leash secured to her collar, so that you
could lead her like the beast that she was, a fact that seemed
to be confirmed by your command.
"Yes, Master." The words tumbled breathlessly from lips, a
ripple of bare flesh following as she lowered before you, to her
hands and knees, her heart thumping in her chest, she indeed a
naked, leashed animal as she knelt on all fours, her ass up,
head down, your nearness already affecting her, causing her to
squirm and juice like a larma as she inhaled your scent.
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
.:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily, YanaProperty of the Hous: Marcus
nodded with approval at the smooth, fluid way she fell to her
knees. And well did he note that she was already juicing as she
raised her rump for his inspection and he saw a wetness about
her folds that had nothing to do with bathing. He nodded to
another girl emerging from the baths and motioned to the
discarded towel before turning his attention back to the fine
beast before him.
"You will crawl before me to the Great Hall," he said and like
that they were off. He watched her swaying hips as they walked.
It was unavoidable. Just as it was unavoidable that she might
put a little more effort into wiggling her arse in such a way as
to call attention to that which he owned and was welcome to
enjoy.
Thus it was that they came to the Great Hall where patient and
loyal Lily still waited, sorting through her papers while
kneeling upon the comfortable cushion by his chair. He stopped
at a point before that dais, reached down to unclip the leash,
and rolled it up before replacing it in his belt. He moved to
his chair, having a seat and reaching out to play with Lily's
hair as he settled in and regarded Yana.
"You've been in my service for some time now, slave. And you
remember well my promise not to sell you but keep you under my
protection?"
Lily
Property of Marcus Lycus
.:RESTRICTED:.
First Girl
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:..:|PoD|:.
Don't ask me what I think of you,
I might not give the answer that you want me to.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous, ...Merchant of Love...: It was
inevitable that the crawling of the gorgeous blonde would catch
my attention, and the fact that my Master was making her crawl
on His leash but still before Him was just as inevitable. Gotta
give the Man His due, He did love a hot slave's ass. I almost
smirked, but kept my face carefully neutral as they approached.
But my eyes were curious as she was stopped before the dais, and
I glanced up at our Master as He took a seat.
As always, the moment His fingers began to play in my crimson
curls, a soft purr escaped my lips and I leaned into the touch,
though my eyes turned back to the glorious vision of the blonde
on her hands and knees. When He spoke to her, though, I gave her
a very subtle shake of my head, hoping she would notice and
remember not to answer verbally, as she had not been released
from her position of she-sleen.
operty of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
.:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily, ...Merchant of Love...: "Yes, Master."
Her lips almost seemed to caress the word 'Master' as she spoke
it aloud, the naked slave then crawling, on all fours, through
the corridors of the House of Lycus, feeling their floors under
her hands and knees as she moved through them, air caressing
naked skin, her hips swaying as she moved, that bare backside
almost begging to feel your eyes on it, perhaps even hoping for
a swat or two as she moved, the former proud Merchant now naked
beast, crawling, other end of the leash clipped to her collar
held in your hand as she crawled into the Great Hall.
You halted before the dais upon which there now rested a
solitary chair, alongside it a cushion, one that Yana saw was
occupied, the First Girl in her place, that place seeming to
Yana to be as natural as her own place in this House, both of us
in collars, as we should be, for both of us are slaves, natural
slaves, how could we be anything else in the presence of a Man
such as our Master, the Man that now unclipped the leash from
Yana's collar, moved to His eat, the naked blonde remaining in
the position of the she sleen for no command had been given
otherwise as she heard Your voice, You addressing her not by her
name, Yana, but as slave....
When you spoke she felt a knot of anxiety in pit of her stomach.
She recalled your promise of course, part of the wager, that if
she lost she would not be sold, would remain within Your House,
protected from those who might pursue Ydril ze Omun by the brand
in her thigh. "Yes, Master." I remember Master." She spoke
softly, aware of not just the weight of Your presence and Your
gaze on her but that of the first girl, though she gave no
indication that she had seen Lily's gaze, at least no spoken
one, though the blink of eye was its own response as she
wondered what our Master was leading up to, she well aware of
course that the agreement made held no legal weight, that she
had no recourse should He change His mind on the matter, for she
was slave, had no rights in the eyes of Gorean law.
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
.:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily, YanaProperty of the Hous: Marcus
looked down to Lily, having caught that slight head-jerk. There
was a place for form, of course, and Lily was meticulous in such
things. But this was something of a trick question for the newly
collared slave. Did she ignore her natural urges by ignoring a
direct question when she was meant to be in beast mode? Or did
she answer the question and risk punishment for speaking even
when spoken to because she was not ordered to return to a human
beast's role? There was no right answer, save for the whim of
the Master, who needed no reason or excuse to see a slave
punished.
Marcus watched her and nodded. "You forgot, however, that a
slave in she-sleen pose must not speak until ordered to leave
that position," he replied his expression stern. He held that
expression for a moment before smiling. "Though it does you
credit that you were quick to answer and that was indeed your
first response. And thus you have proven the point I was about
to make. You have made remarkable progress for one collared so
briefly. You have proven that this is your proper place and
endeared yourself to much of the household already. I know that
both Rose and Felicia have been enjoying your company at night
in the stables once your working hours were over. And it has not
distracted you from your duties or left you too drained to be a
proper slut of the House of Lycus. Always waiting, dripping and
ready. You may kneel into Nadu now, Yana."
As I said this last bit, I looked to my Lily, who was in a
similar state in my presence as I played with her hair.
"What do you think, Lily? Does she not look a prime piece of
flesh for the slave block? Do you think she is beautiful in the
collar?"
Lily
Property of Marcus Lycus
.:RESTRICTED:.
First Girl
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:..:|PoD|:.
Don't ask me what I think of you,
I might not give the answer that you want me to.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous, ...Merchant of Love...: I turned my
head toward our Master, sage green orbs sparkling slightly. She
had grown so much in so little time, and her heart was on full
view whether she realized it or not. "She is exquisite, my
Master. To put her on the slave block would be doing a
disservice to the House." My voice was a subtle purr, an
undercurrent that I knew You'd pick up on.
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
...Merchant of Love...: Teeth gnawed on lip when admonition was
made, it being true that she had forgotten that she was as a
beast, and beasts did not speak, had rushed to answer question,
in doing so had erred, a reminder to her perhaps that slavery
was not easy and that she still had much to learn, an error that
could see lesson taught with whip, though of course you needed
no reason or excuse to whip her, could do with her as you
pleased, simply it because it was your desire to do so.
And so for a moment she held her breath, said nothing as you
continued speaking, a former Lady who had once had much to say
now rendered mute by your command, listening, as you spoke of
the progress that she had made, how she had proven that this was
where she was meant to be, what she was meant to be, collared,
branded, property, a slave, that which had gone before a sham, a
lie, one that she had now been set free from in the House of
Lycus. Her cheeks colored slightly when you spoke of Rose and
Felicia, and what occurred in the kennels at night, that blush
depending when you spoke of her being ready....dripping....
It was true....every word....she was slave, a natural slave, had
been born to be collared, had simply not known it, had needed to
be shown her proper place in this World called Gor, this World
of Men that she had once thought herself to be important within,
she now knowing that her only value was in how she pleased Men,
how she pleased You....
"Yes, Master." Yana spoke quietly when You commanded her to
nadu, the nude blonde kneeling up, thighs parted wide, achingly
so, exhibiting the delights between her thighs, delights that
belonged to the House, delights that were laid bare to You as
she knelt, her back straight, hands on thighs, this seeming to
her like the most natural place in the world for her to be even
as you spoke of her being put on the block...the slave
quivering, trembling as teh first girl's opinion was
sought....if you wished to sell her she would be sold....she had
no choice in the matter....and she would make you as much coin
as she possibly could as the bids were called...because she was
a slave, wished to please her Master...but the heart that beat
in her chest beat for You....the emotions she felt were unlike
any that the former Lady Merchant had ever experienced in her
life...ever...emotions set alight by You...as she knelt,
listened to You and Lily converse, talking about her though she
subject of that conversation but not participant, could only
kneel as you both discussed her....
....TO BE CONTINUED....
#Post#: 764--------------------------------------------------
Re: Marcus discusses Yana with Lily
DIR By: Yana{HoL}
Date: April 28, 2026, 7:48 pm
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...Merchant of Love...
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous: Marcus continued to toy with his First
Girl's hair as he regarded the blonde slave. Both were in a
receptive state, clearly relishing their status as his property
and his presence. He nodded to Lily's words of how Yana was a
beauty who would bring them much coin but how selling her would
diminish the staff of the house - a thought that echoed his own.
Slave though she might be now, she still had a Slaver's
instincts and could judge flesh as well as ever.
His gaze came to focus on Yana, still kneeling in Nadu and
displaying her lust unashamed - a far cry from the proud
Merchant she'd been when she first entered the House. "And you,
Yana? Do you think that Lily is beautiful and a credit to the
House?"
.:|His Poison Ivy|:.
Lily
Property of Marcus Lycus
.:RESTRICTED:.
First Girl
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:..:|PoD|:.
Don't ask me what I think of you,
I might not give the answer that you want me to.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
...Merchant of Love..., YanaProperty of the Hous: I listened,
still leaning into our Master's touch, the subtle sound of a
strangely feline-like purr barely audible to His ear. The
question, I supposed, had its desired answer, but I recognized
bait when I heard it, and the barest hint of a smirk graced my
features. Sage green orbs studied the delicious little blonde,
perhaps one of the greatest strokes of luck that had wandered
into the House. A shame she wasn't a better Kaissia
player...maybe. Honestly, I felt that she had known full well
what she was doing and had just wanted an excuse to exchange her
Robes for steel at her throat. But our Master was indeed a
charming sort, and I almost laughed when my mind danced over
their first night together. Charming or not, once in His steel,
a girl learned her collar very rapidly, and often without any
force or coercion at all on His part. Hell, often it was the
girl who was coercing Him.
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
...Merchant of Love..., .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: "I do,
Master." The naked slave answered without hesitation, she
turning head just a fraction to look at the gorgeous slave that
knelt by Your side, Your fingers now toying with her beautiful
red mane. The first time that she had met Lily was etched
forever in her memory, when the First Girl of the House had
still been Free, that memory shared with that of the day that
You had reclaimed Your slave, the blonde having watched,
mesmerised, as she had bared herself to You, knelt, that she
might be what she was clearly destined to be, Your slave, Your
love slave.
"She brings credit to the House of Lycus every day Master, every
ihn, every thing that she does....I look at her, try to learn
from her...from her actions, how she carries herself...her value
to this House cannot be measured, is, I think, priceless.
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous, .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: I nodded to
Yana's words, sensing the heartfelt nature of the words. Not
base flattery to save her backside from a flogging the next time
the First Girl felt inclined to use the whip on her hip. Not
that such words would save any girl she found lacking.
He looked to Lily sideways, knowing the First Girl likely sensed
his moods and what would come next. It was something they had
discussed in private before but he did have a few surprises in
store for the first girl he'd ever claimed on his own though
neither of them really knew it at the time.
>
"She is indeed. And yet, though she is beyond compare, I shall
give you a chance to show what you have learned." My gaze then
returned to Lily as I released her curls and gestured to he
floor before me. "Go to her, Lily. And let us see if she can
please you as well as she has the other girls who enjoy a hot
quim as much as a hard cock."
Lily
Property of Marcus Lycus
.:RESTRICTED:.
First Girl
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:..:|PoD|:.
Don't ask me what I think of you,
I might not give the answer that you want me to.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
...Merchant of Love..., YanaProperty of the Hous: I grinned,
almost laughing. Trust our Master to find new ways to test His
sluts, and though He had never before done this particular test,
I couldn't say that I didn't approve. But I didn't move much,
other than to spread my thighs further in my nadu, arching my
back just slightly as I crooked a finger toward Yana. She could
crawl to me for this one, not just because I was First Girl, but
also to give our Master an up-close-and-personal show. Also, He
was close enough to touch and correct as He pleased. "Let's
play, babycakes."
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
...Merchant of Love..., .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: The blonde's
eyes were on you now, lingering on the sight of you as you knelt
as she did, your thighs spread wide, both of us exposing
ourselves to our Master, Yana's heart already beating faster, it
feeling like a drumbeat inside her heat, one pounding
relentlessly as His words echoed through her mind and your
finger....beckoned....
"Yes, Mistress..." The words tumbled from lips as the blonde
moved in a ripple of naked owned flesh that saw her go from a
nadu to all fours....she then...crawling...across the floor, on
hands and knees, her head up, the fire in those blue eyes
matched by the one that now raged in her belly as she crawled,
closing the gap between you and she hort by hort, her bare ass
swaying as she moved, eyes locked on you as she crawled right up
to you....tongue flicking over lips...let's play indeed...
Her hand reached out, ran through your hair, she gently moving
your lips closer to hers, heated kiss then pressed to those
beautiful lips, her tongue seeking to explore as your hair fell
through her fingers.
Lily
Property of Marcus Lycus
.:RESTRICTED:.
First Girl
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:..:|PoD|:.
Don't ask me what I think of you,
I might not give the answer that you want me to.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
...Merchant of Love..., YanaProperty of the Hous: As you kissed
me, my own hand slid upward into your gorgeous blonde mane,
pulling you closer, fingers curling into a loose fist to guide
you, not harshly, but teasingly, firmly but gently, my tongue
meeting yours with a soft purr. I leaned further back until my
spine rested on the floor behind me, pulling you with me, my
free hand sliding up to cup your cheek, our tongues dancing
together in a heated tango of enslaved souls whose fires burned
hotter than the sun
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous, .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: For a
moment, Marcus briefly considered reprimanding Lily for
disobeying his order. And he might discipline her later. Such
was his right, after all, as Master of the House. For now,
however, he was content to sit back and enjoy the show. Not sure
precisely what the two slaves might do but certain it would
prove amusing. Both had wit and intelligence which he found
preferable in a slave and more important than a full bosom or
wide hips. It was far more difficult to test for, of course, but
such considerations were what separated the true pleasure slaves
from the common wenches in his estimation.
Yes... both women would be close enough to touch here should he
desire it. And he might. Certainly he'd held himself back from
claiming Yana immediately upon her being branded and collared
thinking a slow boil would be more effective in turning a
willful Merchant into a bold slut. Thus far, the plan had worked
well and he was content to observe his handworker as Lily
enjoyed the spoils. Besides, it had been far too long since he'd
watched Lily dally with one of the other girls and it was a
little game he knew thrilled her - partly because she enjoyed
the touch of girls as much as her Master's but also because
there was something of a show-off in her.
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
...Merchant of Love..., .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: Yana moved
with you as you pulled her down, onto the floor in front of our
Master, our naked bodies now becoming gently entangled as your
fingers stroked her cheek and our tongues danced, the World
around Yana now shrouded in shadow, the only things that
mattered to her here, in the Great Hall of the House
You. And our Master, the Man that owned us both. The Man that
taken away the blonde's freedom, replaced it with something far
more precious, for He had allowed her to experience life itself.
And love.
She kissed you with ever increasing passion now, tasted you on
her lips as she gently drew back, your lower lips caught for an
ihn between her teeth before she started to slither down your
bare body, heated kisses pressed to your throat, your breasts,
your nipples...thos kisses trailing ever downwards as her hands
creased your thighs, fingertips tracing the brands burned into
your flesh, Yana's belly now on fire as she explored your body,
the fact that our Master's eyes were on us simply pouring oil
onto those flames
Lily
Property of Marcus Lycus
.:RESTRICTED:.
First Girl
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:..:|PoD|:.
Don't ask me what I think of you,
I might not give the answer that you want me to.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
...Merchant of Love..., YanaProperty of the Hous: My own eyes
smoldered as the kiss broke and you began your exploratory
travel along my bare flesh, that little nip of my lower lip
igniting more than just the hunger of a slut. That predatory,
feral drive to inflict pain flared up in my belly, enhancing
that heat that already burned within. But I held myself still,
eyes narrowed in passion as I took in the vision that was this
delicious little blonde who moved her naked flesh along mine,
occasionally catching a ticklish spot that made me fight hard
not to squirm.
As your fingers danced over the brand of the House, my most
prized adornment, my voice purred in rich tones thick with heat,
"You want one of those don't you luv?" There was no malice in
the tone, just white-hot lust and a knowing beyond what
observers might realize. "Earn it."
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
...Merchant of Love..., .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: She looked up
at you as her fingers traced that brand, that most intimate
symbol, one that was reserved for you, and you alone....and
which we both knew that the blonde desired....others might have
sought to see to it that she would never have it, would keep it
for themselves, plot and meddle to ensure that they remained the
only one with that mark.
But you were not as others...you sought but one thing....to
ensure that if another was to bear that brand they would have
proven themselves worthy of it....
"Yes, Mistress" her voice was a throaty whisper, a sensual purr
that came from deep within, from a place that until recently she
had not known had existed, a place that she had found under the
roof of her House of Lycus....as she looked at you....grinned
wickedly before her tongue flicked over your navel, the base of
your belly, her ass rising in the air as she moved her head
between your thighs, your scent now teasing her nostrils, her
own arousal glistening on exposed folds of owned cunt.
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous, .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: I grinned
wickedly as Lily goaded Yana along. I had suspected the Lady
Ydril had fallen for my charms the first time she saw me at the
Sardar Fair. It was not something I depended on, but my easy
charm had gotten the attention of more than one Free Woman who
found her life lacking and chanced to look upon the girls on my
chain being taken to or from the sale area and wondering how
they seemed content. Wondering how they could possibly be happy
living as beasts and exposed to the lusts of men. Wondering if
it was something within them or something within me that made
the impossible seem not just possible but desirable.
It was not something I examined overly much for fear of breaking
that alchemy. But i did benefit from it. Oh yes. More than once
by a bunch. And two of the profits of that charm were writhing
even now for my amusement. Yet i knew it was more than that and
there was something between the two women independent of their
being my property, Like attracted like, as they say. And both
were beautiful and confident in that beauty and that gave them a
power beyond anything they know as the spoiled daughters of rich
merchant houses.
"Yes, Yana. You wish to be collared as my slave? Branded as my
slave? Not merely the property of the House of Lycus but my
personal property? You must earn Lily's respect and reduce her
to a mewling slut who can't put two words together." An unlikely
task, I knew, but a definite goal for the ambitious blonde
whore.
Lily
Property of Marcus Lycus
.:RESTRICTED:.
First Girl
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:..:|PoD|:.
Don't ask me what I think of you,
I might not give the answer that you want me to.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
...Merchant of Love..., YanaProperty of the Hous: Again I almost
giggled as your tongue flicked over that indention of my navel,
and my hand gripped slightly tighter in your hair, already
purring devilishly as you moved further down to tease between my
thighs, those words of our Master only goading you further on,
though He has been the only One to reduce me to such a thing.
Granted, I had taken His breath away more than once, but perhaps
that was the reason He preferred me in a collar.
But at this moment, the only thing needing my attention was the
slut between my thighs. Teasingly, I lifted my right leg to
drape it over your shoulder, the silken flesh sliding across
your own skin, giving you another sensation to play with, even
as my bare-shaven cunt lifted to your mouth, waiting for that
first taste.
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
...Merchant of Love..., .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: Master's
words....washed across my soul....like a mighty wave thundering
over surface of Thassa....he knew...knew what she desired, what
she craved...perhaps she had always wanted it, from the moment
that she had first spoken with Him at the Fair....an invitation
to dine with her, one that she had intended to make casual in
nature, as though it was a thing of no great consequence....
But it was He that she had come to afterwards, when pursued by
her Mother's agents. She could have gone to other places. But
she had come here, all three of us probably knowing why. Him.
Marcus Lycus. Her Master. Our Master. He now set high bar indeed
if she was to earn that which she so desperately wanted, to turn
the First Girl of the House into a mewling slut.
She could feel your leg now drape over her shoulder, slowly
moving against her, flesh against flesh as she inhaled your
scent, gazed upon that displayed cunt, absent hair, just like
her own....after all, we were not Free Women that did not pay
heed to such things, we were slaves of the House of Lycus, the
finest slave House in all of Gor, we represented the House, we
were beautiful,, we were passionate, we were....sluts....
Yana did not plunge forward as she gazed upon your cunt...you
were not some skewer of meat from the market to be devoured
swiftly....you were a feast, a banquet, one to be savoured.
Hands now caressed your thighs, lips and tongue too, Yana
seeking to make you simmer, boil, make your cunt ache for lips
and tongue that now pressed heated kisses to tender flesh of
inner thigh, though always moving closer to your core as she
teased you....wanting you to anticipate....wanting to drive you
wild with the need for her tongue in your cunt....
#Post#: 765--------------------------------------------------
Re: Marcus discusses Yana with Lily
DIR By: Yana{HoL}
Date: April 28, 2026, 7:50 pm
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Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous, .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: There had
been another reason for this test beyond amusing myself. I had
felt I had neglected Lily somewhat when she had been the Lady
Ivenia again and while part of that was by design and my need to
be seen publicly courting the Lady Signe as part of our plotting
it was also because I felt (wrongly in retrospect) that she
needed a chance to see if she might be a Lady Slaver again. It
soon became apparent she was happier in the collar and I was
happy having her in the collar. But also because it offered
another banner between myself and Yana. One more goal for her to
pass before I took her into my furs. Not that I did not wish to
do so. Far from it. Especially watching this heated display. But
I savored the dance of transforming a Lady into a slave as most
men might savor a finely aged liquor or a finely cooked meal.
And I was feasting well this night. Perhaps almost as well as
Yana would shortly.
Lily
Property of Marcus Lycus
.:RESTRICTED:.
First Girl
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:..:|PoD|:.
Don't ask me what I think of you,
I might not give the answer that you want me to.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
...Merchant of Love..., YanaProperty of the Hous: I knew your
game well, as I tended to play it myself. And for a recently
enslaved Free Woman, one who was not supposed to know of such
illicit things, you danced this dance with surprising skill. But
I only chuckled, forcing my body to remain absolutely still even
as your kisses teased with hot sensation, soft and sweet and
needy, the heat of your breath against my skin serving to
further stoke the fires within me. But if you wanted to play the
teasing game, I could do that too.
Actually, I could do many things. And I did them well. And one
of those things was match the level of hunger within my partner.
So I merely continued to lay there, giving you no indication of
pleasure or displeasure, with only an evil little smile on my
face. Oh, the game was afoot, and I would play it out fully.
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
...Merchant of Love..., .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: Yana
licked...kissed...her head moving, the scent of you filling her
nostrils as her fingers gently spread your **** open for her,
exposing you, your most intimate place...a few hands ago you had
been a Free Woman....but while she still called you Mistress as
you were First Girl now we were both slaves, performing for our
Master's pleasure....
The blonde was focused totally on you now but she
could....feel...his eyes on her...on us....both of us....as the
blonde haired slave's tongue darted out....
....And took her first taste of you, of your exquisite sublime
sex, tongue now plunging deeper, teeth biting gently as she
sought to coax your jewel from its hiding place, her own ass now
up off her heels, thighs spread wide, so that our Master could
have good view of that which he owned if it pleased him, one of
her hands now at the base of your belly, other slithering up
your body, intent on finding tit, nipple....
Lily
Property of Marcus Lycus
.:RESTRICTED:.
First Girl
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:..:|PoD|:.
Don't ask me what I think of you,
I might not give the answer that you want me to.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
...Merchant of Love..., YanaProperty of the Hous: That first
taste, the feel of your tongue invading me, teeth gently teasing
that hot button, that's what I wanted. "Yesssssssss....." A
single word hissed between my own teeth, giving you an aural
indication of encouragement. My fist tangled tighter in your
sunny mane, holding you in place, eyes smoldering as I glanced
at our Master, who was very obviously enjoying His show. I
wanted both of you. I wanted Him to take us both, for our
screams to echo off the walls of the Hall, our pleasure to
ignite fires of lust in every slave and Free in the vicinity.
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous, .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: Marcus
smiled his own wicked grin to mirror that of his First Girl and
First Love. He knew she would relish this but would not make it
easy. But he had taken the measure of Yana when she was Ydril
and knew that whatever else the former Daughter of the Merchant
House had been, she was not a quitter and not the sort to give
up easily. I suspected Lily might have met her match in more
ways than one. It would be interesting to see what would win out
- a stubborn refusal not to not surrender to ones own lists or
the determination to succeed and, if the gods wished her to be a
****, than to be a magnificent ****.
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
...Merchant of Love..., .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: She heard that
hiss, felt your fingers entwined in her blonde mane, the twin
stimuli causing her to lick harder, explore more deeply within
you, to taste you on her lips, her head now buried between your
thighs as her wandering hand found your breast, captured nipple
between thumb and forefinger, the blonde haired slave now
devouring your magnificent ****, her tongue flicking over your
jewel relentlessly, Yana focused on one thing, to pleasure you,
she now consumed with her own lust, her own **** a soaking mess
but all that mattered was you, you and our Master, watching his
slaves perform, watching one now hungrily lick out the
other....it was true, the blonde ached to earn that collar, that
brand, to have her flesh marked by Him again, but here, now,
more than anything else she wanted to hear the First girl of the
House cry out not for the reward that it might gain her but for
the pleasure it would bring Lily.
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous, .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: Marcus'
response to the show was well hidden by the blue and gold robes
he wore today - a throwback to warmer climes but comfortable for
casual times around the House when there was no expectation of
business. His smile and the flush in his cheeks would give
little doubt to his enjoyment of the display. That is, if either
of the slaves before him bothered to look at him. As it was,
they were lost in each other. Which was as it should be between
lovers in the heat of the moment. And make no mistake - that was
what the were. They might be slaves - His slave - but there was
some lodestone like attraction that had brought the two women
together like the magnet and the steel. And that would make them
finer slaves when built upon.
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