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Sundrop The Second Girl
DIR By: Marcus Lycus
Date: May 10, 2026, 11:05 am
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(05/10/26 07:33:33 am)
...Merchant of Love...
For a sense of sensuality Or an opulance thereof, Patronize the
house of Marcus Lycus,
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: It was a
grand display and Marcus Lycus thought himself quite lucky to be
part of the audience of one that was treated to see it. His
First Girl, Lily, writhing in ecstasy at his feet, positively
glowing in the light provided by the nearby fireplace. Between
her splayed thighs kneeled Yana, eagerly displaying the skills
she had honed playing with Rose and Felicia in the stables once
the working hours were passed. The noises made were a perverse
symphony and it was laid out as surely as if Marcus were a
conductor leading a orchestrate of musicians. After one final
gasping cry and shudder from Lily and a moan from Yana, he
cleared his throat to fill the sudden silence.
"Enough. Yana, kneel before me in Nadu. Lily... find your
voice... and tell me... are you satisfied Yana will be a credit
to the House and all who serve here?"
(05/10/26 07:42:13 am)
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: "Yes, Master."
Yana was breathless, the words half moaned half gasped, the nude
blonde trying to mask the disappointment in her voice at being
told that was enough and ordered away from the first girl's
molten core as she moved to obey, rising first to all fours,
little vulo bumps on her bare skin as she knelt, her body
quivering, pendant titflesh heaving with each breath taken,
thighs parted wide, exhibiting her own arousal as backside
settled on heels, hands coming to rest palms down on those
opened thighs. The blonde's spine arched slightly, she giving
toss of long blonde mane to ensure that golden tresses did not
shield view of breasts, the nipples that crowned them taut, the
slave hoping that her efforts had pleased both Lily and our
Master.
(05/10/26 07:42:54 am)
.:|His Poison Ivy|:.
Wrap me in Your darkness
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...: It took me a whole hot ihn to lift
myself from where I was sprawled on the floor in a most
beautiful but intensely erotic position, my body gracefully
managing to almost slither from where I lay upon my back to the
natural nadu that came so easily to me after all of my years as
our Master's property. My hand slid up to my hair, as though to
fix it, even though I knew full well my Master enjoyed looking
upon me in a ravished, disheveled state. At least I wasn't
wearing any silks to have been ruined through such delightful
play.
My voice was easily found, for though Yana was delectably good
at what she did, no other could make me scream like my Master.
That thought only served to further enflame me, and it would
probably be a good idea for me to push that thought aside lest I
spontaneously combust. I allowed sage green orbs to rove over
Yana, not only as a former Slaver, but perhaps also as a First
Girl, noting a few things that seemed to have changed for Yana.
Perhaps new understanding, perhaps simply an awakening. Either
way, it added to her allure. "I believe so, my Master. She is
too fine a beast to be sent to the block."
(05/10/26 07:49:27 am)
...Merchant of Love...
For a sense of sensuality Or an opulance thereof, Patronize the
house of Marcus Lycus,
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 smiled at
Lily's careful wording and leaned forward. Slave or not, she
still have a Slaver's Instincts. And perhaps a First Girl's
instincts. None could replace her at my side and would be fools
o try, Many girls had tried to come between us and failed. One
who might cum between us, on the other hand...
"You would like for her to serve me alongside you then? Wear my
personal collar instead of the House one? Stay here for the rest
of her days?"
My words too were chosen carefully... to build up the excitement
I could clearly see on Yana's face and in every inch of her
displayed body.
(05/10/26 07:55:30 am)
.:|His Poison Ivy|:.
Wrap me in Your darkness
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 allowed
those piercing yet soft sage green eyes travel between my Master
and Yana. Both were excited, anticipatory and somewhat comical,
though I kept that thought to myself. For Yana, it meant finding
her permanent place among my Master's harem and Home. For my
Master, it was not just adding another slut to His chain, which
He seldom ever even considered, it was adding a slave who had
proved her loyalty, love and devotion to Him and His House, as
well as to me. He had taken time and great care to ensure that
the beauty He was adding to the chain was not only worthy of it,
but was capable of dealing with me, which was no easy feat. Just
ask the slaves who had felt the evil welts left over from my
whip.
I considered the careful words spoken to me, then slowly nodded.
"I believe she would be a perfect fit for such, my Master.
Unless she farts in her sleep."
(05/10/26 08:02:20 am)
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 felt twin
weights upon her for a heartbeat, that of Lily's eyes and her
words, the heat on those green orbs felt like flames on bare
skin, causing her spine to arch just a little more fiercely, her
nails to sink into her own flesh as she felt herself looked upon
by one well versed in the inspection of owned female flesh,
intensity of that gaze only added to by your words, your
description of her as a beast resonating through every fiber of
her soul, a blonde beast, an owned animal, the world that she
had known before she had crossed the threshold of this House now
but distant memory, the freedom that it had represented gone
forever, replaced with something far more precious, for within
this House she had discovered emotions that she would never have
experienced as a Free Woman, had found a place where she
belonged.
A place where she could love.
And then she heard our Master speak...Yana blinked, once, twice,
tried to contain her emotions, knew that her fate was to be
decided by others, by Lily, ultimately by our Master, but in
that moment it was as though her heart was beating so fast that
it was about to burst out of her chest, the sound it made like a
tabor drum being struck, surely audible to all, those emotions
that she fought to contain pressing down on her. If you were to
offer her choice now between freedom and collar, Your collar,
she would throw herself at Your feet and beg, plead for the
steel, for slavery, for there was no place on Gor now for who
she had once been, a name now long submerged in depths of
memories that would never again find their way to the
surface....
And so the slave girl Yana knelt....listened....teeth gnawing on
lip, her entire body like open book, hiding nothing, all that
she was exposed, laid bare, blue eyes shining as they turned to
Lily when she spoke, a smile then on her lips, and in those eyes
as she listened to what the first girl said. She would not let
you down, would not betray your faith in her. Ever. And nor
would she....fart...in her sleep....as she lay with you and our
Master.
(05/10/26 08:13:14 am)
...Merchant of Love...
For a sense of sensuality Or an opulance thereof, Patronize the
house of Marcus Lycus,
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
chuckled lightly at that. "If she does, her diet can be
changed," he said with a smirk as he rose from his great wooden
chair and began to descend the dais to the floor where the girls
kneeled, his hand moving to one of the many pouches upon his
belt.
"It is expected for a Slaver of my position to develop a harem
of girls. I've long resisted the impulse for I am a picky man
and the first girl I ever loved is likewise picky about whom
shares her standards. I never expected to have more than one
such magnificent woman give her all to be mine. And I have never
been so pleased to be proven wrong."
At that, the smirk became an honest smile as I retrieved a key
and made to unlock the collar about Yana's neck.
"I think it may be more fairly said that I sought a garden
rather than a harem. With that in mind, I think I will continue
the flower theme. From now on, Yana, you will be called
Sundrop."
The steel collar was freed from her neck and tucked into the
belt pouch along with the key as I retrieved another. This
collar was much the same as the other in design save for one
difference - the inlayed symbol of the House of Lycus - steel L
on an onyx inlay - along with the engraving of the name. A
declaration that the girl who wore it was owned by one man and
reserved for his use only.
I held the knew collar before the blonde beast's eyes, allowing
her to examine it before I moved to lock it about her throat.
#Post#: 768--------------------------------------------------
Re: Sundrop The Second Girl
DIR By: Marcus Lycus
Date: May 10, 2026, 11:05 am
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(05/10/26 08:19:53 am)
.:|His Poison Ivy|:.
Wrap me in Your darkness
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 watched with
a keen sense of delight and pride. Pride in what Sundrop had
become, pride in my Master's choice of a chain sister for me,
and pride in the fact that He could only be represented by the
odd sense of freedom in His collar. A freedom that both Sundrop
and I had found, and would continue to develop. She had proven
herself and come so far since she lost that Kaissa game. She
would serve Him with her whole soul, just as I did. I waited
silently for our Master to clasp His own personal slaves to be
locked at her throat, beaming.
(05/10/26 08:33:20 am)
.:|His Delicious Blonde|:.
Sundrop
Property of Marcus Lycus
.:RESTRICTED:.
.: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.=-
...Merchant of Love..., .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: The blonde saw
you rise, approach, before her, tears flowing freely now as she
looked up at you, whispered "Thank you Master." She could hardly
breathe as you produced the key to her collar, the collar that
had been placed around her throat what felt like a lifetime ago,
in a way was, for that collar had ended the existence of a Free
Woman, one whose journey had ended at the House of Lycus, in
what some might call a foolhardy wager, but perhaps from that
moment she had began to actually live, to experience life, to
find freedom in slavery.
"I am Sundrop...." she whispered her name, the name her Master
had given her, for a slave had nothing, not even a name of their
own, like any other beast/ "Thank you Master....thank you...it
is a beautiful name...." She scarce even noticed that her neck
was, for a fleeting ihn bare as her collar was removed, the one
that is was to be replaced wth now held before her, for her to
gaze upon through teary eyes, this one that carried added
weight, added significance, one that marked her not as property
of the House but as property of one Man...her hands rising to
lift her long blonde mane out of the way when you went to place
this new collar around her throat. if the sound of the last one
being locked in place had bene loud, this, she knew, would be
the loudest sound that she would ever hear, a collar thatw as
not to be removed. Ever. Your Sundrop now knelt before you,
Yours, Your property, Your beast, waited for that collar to
close, for that sound to resonate through her mind, through her
soul.
(05/10/26 08:40:06 am)
.:|His Poison Ivy|:.
Wrap me in Your darkness
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..., .:|His Delicious Blonde|: For my part, I
could not be happier. You were already the perfect partner in
crime and we would terrorize...errr...serve Him with our whole
hearts. I almost felt sorry for Him, but He could easily handle
whatever we dished out. After all, it had taken Him literally
years to find a good match to His redheaded harlot. Now He had a
beautiful blonde bauble to match. We would make every Man of Gor
want us, only to be completely unobtainable to Them. I rose as
He locked in place the collar that identified you as His and His
alone, and made my way over to you, wrapping my arms around you,
my voice softly welcoming and oddly warm. "Welcome to the chain,
mei mei. [Chinese word for little sister]" Already I had a pet
name for you. Already I felt protective of you. Already, you
were a part of not the House, but the family that had for so
long been only our Master and me.
(05/10/26 08:45:03 am)
.:|His Delicious Blonde|:.
Sundrop
Property of Marcus Lycus
.:RESTRICTED:.
.: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.=-
...Merchant of Love..., .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: Tears were
running down Sundrop's cheeks as Lily moved to her, two naked
slaves embracing then, a redhead and a blonde, the property of
the same Man...our adventure together just beginning, our story
moving past the prologue and into the first of what would be
many chapters, Ivenia and Yana consigned to memory....Lily and
Sundrop...she clung tight to you, smiled as you called her mei
mei....the sparkle in her eyes telling you that she was already
thinking of a name for you....
(05/10/26 08:46:41 am)
...Merchant of Love...
For a sense of sensuality Or an opulance thereof, Patronize the
house of Marcus Lycus,
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: I smile as the two girls embrace. A
much more heart-felt and less carnal display than before, but no
less beautiful for that. I bring my hands down on their
shoulders, rubbing them softy as to remind them of my presence.
As if they could forget.
"For the most part, your duties will continue as the have. You
will continue your training as a dancer, of course. And you are
still allowed to hone your skills with the aid of Rose and
Felicia... whom I think I will also need to rename soon," I
mused. "For all of you will be dancing on the raised platforms
before my tent at Sardar Fair this summer... offering a promise
of what is to be found within and helping to ensure the other
girls I own live up to that promise."
I pause a moment as if considering, though I had been saving the
best for last. "Oh... and I will have to get you a switch of
your own. A Second Girl can hardly be expected to hand out
discipline without it." My smile widened a bit at that
proclamation, guessing how the newly forged Sundrop will react
but still anxious to see her face.
(05/10/26 08:53:17 am)
.:|His Poison Ivy|:.
Wrap me in Your darkness
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.=-
.:|His Delicious Blonde|, .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: I beamed
with pride for Sundrop, but felt a twinge of sadness for Sinna.
But fates changed, and not even my position was guaranteed. Even
so, I knew that the weight of Second Girl responsibilities
weighed heavily on Sinna, and hoped that the change would be to
her liking. Sinna had been with us for a long time, and all I
wanted for her was happiness in her collar.
(05/10/26 08:55:14 am)
.:|His Delicious Blonde|:.
Sundrop
Property of Marcus Lycus
.:RESTRICTED:.
.: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.=-
...Merchant of Love..., .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: "Yes, Master!"
The touch of your hand on her bare shoulder was like bolt of
lightning striking, Sundrop's bare breasts heaving as she looked
up at you....she didn't suppose that either of us had expected
this the night that a Merchant had come to the House and wagered
with you....now she smiled brightly....you probably knew how
glad she was that she had lost a game that she had come so close
to winning....how very different our journey might have
been....or perhaps not, perhaps what had occurred was simply an
inevitability, would have happened regardless....perhaps....
And then....wait, what did You just say? A switch? Second girl?
Sundrop blinked, once, twice, gave the only response a slave
could under such circumstances. "Yes, Master." This was going to
be an interesting conversation with Sinnabun...
(05/10/26 08:59:39 am)
.:|His Poison Ivy|:.
Wrap me in Your darkness
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.=-
.:|His Delicious Blonde|, .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: I rose to my
feet and moved easily to our Master's office, where such
important goods were kept, and pulled a switch from one of the
crates on the shelves. It was a close match to mine, though mine
was more a leather short whip and this one was a cane, about two
feet long and only about half a hort in diameter. Thin enough to
leave a lasting impression, but not to damage our Master's
property. It had a loop for the wrist on the end, and would be
worn easily around the wrist.
Emerging from His office, I returned with a sassy saunter to
where Sundrop still knelt, and knelt beside her. With care but a
firmness to my movement, I slid the loop of the switch over her
right hand and left it to dangle. "Congratulations, mei mei!
(05/10/26 09:14:41 am)
...Merchant of Love...
For a sense of sensuality Or an opulance thereof, Patronize the
house of Marcus Lycus,
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 Delicious Blonde|, .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: Marcus
looked down at the two amazing women that now constituted his
harem and considered that, on most respects, he was a lucky man.
There was still the question of House Ezra to be answered along
with all the usual petty guild politics and those in Freeport
who were not happy a Slaver had built a compound upon their
island. But in this moment? At this time? He was content.
Well... almost.
"We will have to get my personal brand on you eventually,"
Marcus said as his hands moved to play with the slave's hair.
"But it is a bit late for that and I'll not rush that as I did
your first branding. Let us retire to the baths before Lily
shows you my bed chamber. And perhaps shows you a bit more than
that." And with that he released both girls, and turned around
to exit the Great Hall, confident that his First and Second Girl
would be right behind him.
(05/10/26 09:16:18 am)
.:|His Poison Ivy|:.
Wrap me in Your darkness
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..., .:|His Delicious Blonde|: "I'll get her
set up in Your chambers, Master. She can sleep with me when not
heating Your furs with all the fires of hell." I gave a deviant,
wicked smirk, knowing full well that not only would she get
plenty of fur time, it wouldn't only be with You.
(05/10/26 09:18:03 am)
.:|His Delicious Blonde|:.
Sundrop
Property of Marcus Lycus
.:RESTRICTED:.
Second Girl
.: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: Sundrop watched as you rose, moved
briefly out of sight, returning after a moment to hand the
blonde a switch, you making it clear that this was not optional,
she was to take it, the blonde's fingers closing around the
handle, her eyes turning to the instrument of correction for a
moment before she looked at you again. "Thank you..." were you
still Mistress? or Lily? Better to err on side of caution
"Mistress."
(05/10/26 09:19:24 am)
.:|His Poison Ivy|:.
Wrap me in Your darkness
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...: I saw the confusion on your face.
"Technically still mistress, but you're my chain sister. You can
call me whatever works for you."
(05/10/26 09:23:26 am)
.:|His Delicious Blonde|:.
Sundrop
Property of Marcus Lycus
.:RESTRICTED:.
Second Girl
.: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.=-
...Merchant of Love..., .:|His Poison Ivy|:.Lily: "Yes, Master."
Sundrop spoke softly, her head leaning in to the touch of Your
fingers. The pain of a second branding would, she knew, be
intense, for she well remembered the first one, it seared into
her mind every bit as much as it was her skin. She had been a
frightened girl called Yana then, the name, like the collar,
only on her for a matter of ahn. She had, perhaps, still hoped
at that point for a way back, one that had known that once the
brand kissed her thigh there could never be a way back.
ow the last thing she wished for was a way out. She was slave.
She had a home. She had family. Things that she had never had
before. And so she smiled as she rose to follow our Master. The
baths then His bed chamber. This might yet be the best day of
her life...
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