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A discussion about sour milk
DIR By: Yana{HoL}
Date: July 20, 2026, 11:37 am
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Sundrop
Property of Marcus Lycus
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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.=-
ALL: I stood on the edge of the Great Hall of Lycus, utterly
naked, the heat of summer causing a thin sheen of sweat
glistening on my nude body as I cast blue eyes about the Hall,
relatively quiet at this ahn.
Sinnabun
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.=-
.:|His Delicious Blonde|:
Entering the Great Hall, I see the Second Girl standing by a
wall, enjoying the relative coolness. Taking a deep breath, I
move towards her and drop to my knees, spreading them widely.
Sundrop
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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.=-
Sinnabun Property of t: I saw you approach, watched then as you
came closer to me, your body as bare as mine, for we were slaves
in a Slaver's House, it was natural that beautiful women such as
we, sluts born to kneel before Men, would be bared, utterly and
totally, my eyes lingering on your swells and curves as you
presented yourself, for my time in of House had taught me an
appreciation for the female form, one that often manifested
itself when I was with my sister, the first girl, she who I
called Lily but you called Mistress but I could appreciate your
form too as you knelt before me with your thighs parted.
"Greetings, slave." My tone was not unfriendly as I stood over
you, my hands on my hips, the switch that I had taken from you
not in sight at the moment.
Sinnabun
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.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
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Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
.:|His Delicious Blonde|:
I adjust my position to kneel well in nadu, not wanting to anger
Sundrop.
She'll be angry enough anyway when I at last have the courage to
admit my mistakes.
“Mistress ...†I start and then hesitate. But I can't
postpone coming clean forever. “Mistress … you know that I
serve breakfast to Master Ringmar? Most of the time I think that
he's very pleased with the food, the tea and the … service.â€
Sundrop
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House of Lycus - Great Hall
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Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
Sinnabun Property of t: "Most of the time?" An eyebrow rose, the
emphasis in my voice on that first word unmistakeable as I
looked upon the kneeling slut, my arms folded under my bare
tits. "Only most of the time, Sinnabun? You mean he's not
delighted to plunge his hard cock into your holes all of the
time?" I knew what you meant but service, would not allow you
any shred of false modesty. We were slaves. We were here to be
fucked, to be used. "I do hope you haven't been displeasing
girl."
My eyes bore down on you as I recalled the first time we had
met, the journey that we had taken since then. The punishments
you had inflicted on me when you had been second girl for errors
both real and imagined.
Sinnabun
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.:|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|:
“No, Mistress, I think the master was always pleased with …
with filling my holes, Mistress. He especially enjoys if he
wakes up with me pleasuring him. That wasn't the problem.â€
Not daring to look up, I notice the magnificent blonde's feet
tapping with impatience and decide to come clean. “Mistress,
the master enjoys his tea with milk. And when I brought Master
his breakfast this morning … I was in a hurry, Mistress. The
builders also wanted tea, Mistress, and then I was delayed … I
had to run not to be late Mistress.†I take a deep breath to
calm myself down. “The milk … I didn't check whether it went
sour, Mistress. In the winter it was never necessary but now in
this heat … the master tasted the tea and it isn't the way he
wants to start his day.â€
The second girl just looks at me, waiting for me to finish.
“Mistress, the master ordered me to tell you about my mistake
and to tell you that he leaves my punishment to you.
Sundrop
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Second Girl
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House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
Sinnabun Property of t: "You were delayed...." I chuckled
softly. "I wonder which of the builders delayed you, slut...."
Humor swiftly faded though, when you explained what had
happened...."you put sour milk in a Master's tea?" There was an
edge to my voice, my head shaking, causing long golden trashed
to brush across my bare shoulders. "I should make you drink a
gallon of the stuff." I snapped the first thought that came into
my mind, though as soon as words left tongue I knew that would
not be possible, for it might make you sick, sick enough that
you would need a few days off your duties. Still, I would let
you think that I was giving matter serious consideration as I
pondered what actual punishment to inflict on you.
Sinnabun
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Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
.:|His Delicious Blonde|:
"Please, Mistress," I whimper. "Please don't make me drink more
of the milk. The master made me taste the tea and ... please,
Mistress, everything else but not that!"
Sundrop
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House of Lycus - Great Hall
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Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
Sinnabun Property of t: "Everything else...." I laughed softly.
"Careful kajira, lest you talk yourself into something..." I
looked at you, on your knees, was briefly reminded of a time
when I had owned a slave and she had knelt before me, aware that
she was utterly and absolutely at my mercy, that her very life
itself was in my hands, could have been ended at any moment for
any reason. Or for no reason other than that it pleased me. Now
of course I was no different to her, I too was a slave, subject
to the whims of Masters and Mistresses, as were you. And you
were not mine to do with as I pleased, at least not fully.
"I wonder" I mused "if the Master might like to even more if you
were a pierced ear girl, had pretty ear rings in your ears." I
tapped my chin then, as though considering the matter.
"Perhaps." I smiled, clapped my hands together lightly. "You
will be notified of your punishment in due course, Sinnabun. For
now you may spend the next few ahn contemplating what it might
be." A flick of my hand then indicated that you were dismissed.
"I am sure you have duties to attend to."
Sinnabun
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.:|His Delicious Blonde|:
"Yes, Mistress," I say, knowing that it won't help me to plead.
Hopefully my master doesn't want to see me as a pierced-ear girl
... and if he does, he needs no other reason for it to happen.
I sigh, just hoping that I can hide them from the bondmaids in
the village ....
Property of Marcus Lycus
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Second Girl
.:The House of Lycus:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
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Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
Sinnabun Property of t: I just nodded, turned to go about my
duties as you did the same...
#Post#: 824--------------------------------------------------
Re: A discussion about sour milk
DIR By: Tula
Date: July 23, 2026, 3:53 am
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House of Lycus - Guest Room
-=is somewhere within one of the guest rooms of the House of
Lycus offered to only very special guests.=-
Sinnabun
Silently I enter the musician's room and set the tray with tea,
milk, a pastry and some sliced fruit on the small table at he
head of the bed. As my eyes adjust to the half-light in the
room, I watch Ringmar the Musician of Freeport lying on the bed.
At some point he must have kicked away his blanket which now
only covers a part of his body, his muscular chest and legs
exposed to my gaze.
He probably fell asleep the moment after lying down, I think as
I lift away the blanket from his crotch, exposing what'll need
to be the center of attention … not that I mind at all. Getting
down on the bed, I address his balls, softly kissing and licking
them until I see his manhood stiffening. Planting a kiss on it
with my full, soft lips, I feel the man stirring and slowly come
awake.
As always, he takes a sip from his tea first, sighing contently
before a lazy hand pets my head. “Good morning, pretty kajira.”
My mother always told me not to speak with a full mouth and so I
just moan in reply, doubling down on pleasing him.
Sinnabun
Later I snuggle against him on the bed, my head lying on his
chest which I sometimes kiss while on of his hands plays idly
with my tits. I hope that he falls asleep again, as he sometimes
does, allowing me doze next to him … and maybe later to awaken
his interest again. Instead I feel him sit up. “Your ass …” he
says, his voice tense. “I don't see any stripes. Did you admit
your mistake and ask for punishment as I ordered you?”
“Yes, Master,” I hurry to assure him. “I told Sundrop, the
Second Girl, about my mistake. She told me that I'd be punished
… but she didn't tell me how, Master.”
“A smart girl,” he chuckles, “making you wait and letting you
stew in your own juices. Yesterday I'd have wholeheartedly
approved … but I very much enjoyed the tea today. Maybe … crawl
to my chest and bend over it.” When he notices the surprise on
my face, he adds sternly. “Does a command need to repeated?”
“No, Master,” I hastily reply, scurrying from the bed to crawl
towards the musician's sea chest and lie across it, my head
close to the floor and grabbing a slave ring with both of my
hands. I then extend my legs, to accentuate their beauty and to
raise my butt.
“Waiting is often the worst part of a punishment and you served
me well today,” he explains before I hear the swish of a switch
and then feel it hitting my bottom. The musician knows well how
to punish a kajira, waiting for a few ihn for me to experience
the first wave of pain before the switch comes down again,
raising a welt parallel to the first one. The third strike runs
diagonal to the others, making me gasp. “But don't suppose that
such leniency will be shown to you again if you repeat such a
mistake, Sinnabun,” he warns me, bringing down the switch on the
top of my thighs, causing me to yelp in pain because it's way
more sensitive to pain than my well-padded bottom. “But for now
you can tell the Second Girl that the punishment is sufficient
for me,” he says, mercifully bringing down the switch twice on
my firm butt to conclude the punishment.
“Thank you, Master,” I say, sliding from the chest and kneeling
before him. “Thank you for the punishment and for teaching
Sinnabun to be a better slave.” I lean forward to kiss and lick
the switch he holds before me, glad to be able to rise slightly
and reduce the contact between my butt and my heels. “And thank
you for helping Sinnabun,” I add, kissing the hand that holds
the switch. “Sundrop thought about piercing my ears as a
punishment,” I explain.
“You'd look beautiful in earrings,” he smiles, not thinking it
necessary to mention that such a decision would be taken by a
kajira's owner, not as a punishment but because he enjoyed the
sight or thought that it'd increase the girl's price.
“Master hasn't dressed yet,” I say, moving closer to him when I
note that his cock has started to stiffen again. Masters often
enjoy a kajira showing her submission by pleasuring the man who
has just punished them. I'm also genuinely grateful to him for
trying to help me … though of course Sundrop could still decide
to add some punishment. And anyway, for the next few ahn it'll
be more comfortable serving him on my knees than being thrown on
my back and feeling the welts on my poor butt while someone
roughly pounds into me.
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