Another World Ch. 02

Fauna expects to find the old, kindly chauffer holding the Professor's car door for her, instead there is a young man waiting for her leaning back on the car with his arms crossed over his strong chest. Fauna's Earth mind balks and she almost laughs at the sight of a young man in a bright yellow body suit so thin and gossamer that it does nothing to hide the shape of his cock and balls in the pouch between his legs. The green slippers with the up pointed toes holding small silver bells very nearly get her into trouble by her wanting to laugh at the ridiculous sight of a man in fairy shoes.

"Who are you?" She asks the boy.

"Papa sent me to get you for him," the arrogant youth tells Fauna as he climbs into the car after staring pointedly up and down her barely covered body. "Get in the back on your knees on the floor and leave that cheesy dress in the gutter where it belongs, senshue."

"Yes Isa," Fauna says to the unheeding boy's back as she slips the strings of her dress off her shoulders to let it fall to the ground and naked but for her shoes, crawls into the back of the carriage; she can't call something as odd looking as what she is now in a car.

With a chuffing huff of some unseen engine the car moves off over the uneven roads of the senshue part of town making the frightened Fauna's tits sway on her chest with each bump.

"Put your hands above your head," the boy tells Fauna. She does as she is told feeling her tits rise on her chest as she does. She is startled to see hand cuffs swaying on chains attached to an eyebolt in the roof.

"Lock yourself into the cuffs senshue."

"Yes Isa," murmurs as she reaches up as high as she can to latch first one and then the other onto her wrists. Fauna is now as high on her knees as she can be, hanging from the roof with her naked tits clearly visible to the Isa in other cars and walking on the street as the Professor's son drives into an area of town she has never seen before, an area of large homes behind tall stone fences.

"I have to pick up my sister and then we have another stop before I take you home to the mansion," the young Isa tells the thoroughly embarrassed senshue. A family is in the car next to them staring at her with the little girl wearing a drab, full cover dress like her mom's laughing at her and pointing at her nakedness.

"This world is fucking crazy!" Fauna thinks as she sways locked in the back of a carriage, no a car that looks like it should have horses pulling it.

They soon pull into an imposing drive whose gate swings open for them to stop in front of a tall mansion. A young woman wearing the heavy dress all Isa women on this other world do bounces down the stairs to look in at Fauna and giggles at her nakedness, "Isn't she the pretty little senshue! Is she still fresh to our world, Doran?"

"You know she is, Iridia," Doran tells his sister. "Get in; we still have a stop before we take the senshue home to Papa."

The young Isa gets into the back of the car to sit on the seat behind Fauna with her knees spread wide under her thick dress and a mischievous look on her dimpled face, "Lower the chains brother and let's see if she can make me happier than the senshue I just left."

Doran laughs as he puts the car into gear and pushes a button on the dash that lowers the cuffs so that Fauna is down resting her naked ass on her heels again with her sore arms at her side. She looks up at the young Isa above her dreading what the girl will ask her to do. The chains are low enough now that her arms are free even if they are still chained.

The blond Isa looks down at her and gives her the order she knows is coming, "Lift my dress and kiss me, senshue," the voice, the smirk of total ownership of another chills Fauna to the bone. She can't help herself, she has been ordered; she lifts the drab brown dress, drapes it over her head to lean forward between the soft white thighs in front of her to lick her Isa's pussy. She smells the rich scent of an Isa freshly fucked and tastes the warm male sperm that flows out of the swollen pussy onto her tongue as she laps at her mistress in her old mind, her Isa in her Terral one.

Soon strong hands pull her head close as the Isa above her closes her legs trapping Fauna as she laps at the tart sweetness that flows out into her mouth as she pleasures the young woman. Iridia spasms and holds Fauna tight as she spews her juices and those of her friend's male senshue into the mouth of the naked senshue busy under her dress.

When Iridia calms she tells her brother to hang the senshue at her feet from the ceiling again, "I like looking at our servants bound in front of us," she pants.

The whirr of an electric motor startles Fauna out from under her Isa's dress and her arms are raised even higher than last time so that she is suspended from the roof with her knees just on the floor.

Fauna swings from side to side as the car turns through the twisting streets of the town hoping that the trip will be short. She watches as Iridia takes a cloth to wipe herself clean while the juices on her own face dry and she smells the, now, too familiar scent of a man's cum on her along with the new scent of an aroused woman.

"Where are we going brother?" Iridia asks idly as she admires the owl branded on the senshue's ass.

"Papa has let Mama have her way with this one. She wants her nipples and her clit hood pierced," Doran laughs. "It seems its all the rage these days. A book came through about bondage and discipline and some other ideas like leashes with the last male."

"Another male came?" Iridia asks as she licks her lips.

"Yes, just last week but his papers are already sold and he is gone. Mama kept the book though."

"What does Papa think of all this?"

"What do you think? We're taking his new senshue to get her pierced and the saddler is already ordering new crops and whips. It all seems strange to me. All the Isa are very excited about this new idea."

As bad as everything sounds to Fauna as she hangs in the car the worst is the sly smile she sees on Iridia's face as she looks at her, "I think Mama and I need to have a long talk tonight," she says almost to herself. After a few more corners watching Fauna swing over the floor she asks Doran, "Do I get to watch while the piercings are being done?"

"Mama must really know you, she asked Papa to call ahead and tell the Isa that's going to do the piercing to let you do it."

"Oh, my," Iridia says as her face flushes red at the thought.

Knowing about piercing and seeing the look in Iridia's eyes Fauna knows that the needles that go through her nipples today will go through very slow. She moans at the fate she has been sent to and curses the Earthly wife of Professor Smythe.

When they get to the jeweler that is starting to make a fortune with this new fad called BDSM Fauna is released from her handcuffs but is told to obey the young Isas' every command. She follows them across the sidewalk totally naked to the surprise of the Isa on the street around her into the small shop.

She is told to be quiet but even the conditioning of a Exterral doesn't stop her loud screams as Isa Iridia slowly pushes the needles through her nipples as she stares into her eyes. The clit hood piercing isn't even felt over the throbbing pain of her nipples with their new thick gold rings hanging off her tits.

Back in the car with her hands locked to the chains again Fauna starts to learn real fear. She knew that the Isas John and Lydia were hard on their senshue but the look of sheer predatory lust of their children scares her deeply. The whole way back to the mansion Isa Iridia plays with the nipple rings making Fauna yell out her misery as she hangs from the ceiling at her mercy. Every time she swings so that she can see Isa Doran she sees his cold eyes in the mirror with a small grin on his lips.

It like seems ages before Fauna sees the crazy version of the mansion she remembers from her world and her aching arms are lowered so she can crawl out of the car to stand in the drive.

Her Isa, Professor Smythe and Lydia are waiting for her on the wide veranda with their staff and a naked senshue kneeling beside Lydia as Doran urges her up the stairs to stop her one step down from them.

"You are over dressed," Isa John tells Fauna quietly. She looks down at her nakedness to see only the three gold rings newly put into her unwilling body and her high heels. She looks up wondering what he means. "Take off your shoes. You are to be completely naked except for what I put on you."

Not being able to say no Fauna kicks off her shoes to stand in front of her Isa and his household as naked as three gold rings let her be. She sees the male senshue's collar with the leash attached to it that Lydia holds casually in her hand and the white leather collar in the Professor's hand.

In one last attempt to assert herself Fauna pulls herself up as straight as she can be, "I thought you said we weren't slaves!" She points at the male senshue kneeling by Lydia's feet, "Look at his collar and him kneeling there!"

"You aren't slaves. He is merely wearing the uniform we want him to wear and to kneel is a sign of respect to his contract holder. Now, come and show me your respect while I put your uniform on you."

The last is an order and Fauna can't help herself; as an Exterral senshue she must obey an order. She kneels on the veranda with her head held high, as is expected of a senshue, to accept the collar and leash that is her uniform, her only clothing while she is to have while in the mansion. She hisses her pain as he idly reaches down to toy with her new, sensitive, nipple rings after collaring her.

There is a kind; even a caring look in Isa Smythe's eyes as Fauna shrinks back in pain, "Hasn't anybody dealt with the senshue to heal the piercings?"

The two young Isa look uncomfortable in front of their parents, "We thought you wanted us to...um...we're not sure. You did want her pierced, didn't you Mama?" Isa Doran stammers, and then puts his head down in confusion.

Fauna hears his almost honest answer but worries about being out here so far from town as she looks at the cold stares of Isa Lydia and her daughter in their heavy, floor length dresses and then there is the staff standing behind them in their own ridiculous uniforms that almost look like the French maids of her world. The little blue dresses reveal more than they cover, male and female alike. Fauna wonders if the concept of underwear is even known here on Terral as she looks at the cocks and pussies of the staff. She can tell which of the girls dye their hair and wonders that most of the males are shaved.

The thing that scares her the most is the naked male senshue kneeling at Lydia's feet showing angry red welts of a caning on his sides. She knows there must be even more marks on his back.

Shaking his head Isa John hands the leash attached to Fauna's collar to a servant telling him to see to her rings and bring her to his study in an hour.

The servant tugs on the leash telling Fauna to stand and follow him into the mansion. In the bright light of the morning sun the mansion looks stranger than the first night Fauna saw it when she arrived on this fucked up world. The chandelier hanging from the ceiling three stories up in the entrance hall has candles in it instead of the electric lights of her Earth and there are only paintings on the walls making Fauna wonder if there are even cameras in this strange world called Terral.

Fauna can't help but stare at the bare ass under the tiny skirt of the man leading her by her leash deeper into the mansion. She wonders at the strange society of Terral where men wear clothes that on her Earth would be laughed at as too feminine while the women cover themselves from neck to toe in drab dresses.

"It's almost like birds where the males display in their brilliant colors while the females are always in brown drab," Fauna thinks as she watches the ass under the little frilly dress of the man holding her leash. His high heels click on the hardwood floors as he minces in front of her giving him a delicate sway too his hips.

The man holding her leash opens a door at the end of a long hall and leads Fauna in to lock the leash to a table that looks vaguely like the one in her doctor's office on Earth. Without a word from the servant she is left alone in the room wondering what's going to happen next in her life. All she wants is the time to search for the transceiver to escape this world but Fauna knows she is going to have to accept the fact that she is going to be treated like a plaything for days and, maybe even weeks before she can be trusted enough to start looking.

Fauna hops up on the padded table she is chained to while she waits for someone to come and find her. No sooner has she done that then the door opens to let in a female servant who stops to gasp at the sight of a senshue sitting on the furniture without permission, "Get off. Get off the table now!" the woman yells at Fauna who jumps off the table to stand in front of the startled woman, then kneels on the floor at her angry gesture.

"If you are tired of standing when left alone you will kneel on the floor," the servant instructs Fauna. "You will soon learn that when you are ordered onto a piece of furniture you are going to get fucked like a senshue deserves," she goes on as she looks in a cupboard for some balm for the tits she has to treat.

When the servant is done treating Fauna's tits they instantly feel much better. "Now get on the table and spread your legs for me," Fauna is told. She climbs on the table to do as she is told watching the servant the whole time as she puts on a rubber glove and finds another vial of balm. "Now I'm going to prepare you for tonight," the servant says as she scoops a large gob of balm with her gloved hand. "You'll like this.

"I order you to stay still," she purrs as she pushes her finger deep into Fauna making sure to rub some of the balm on her clit. More balm is scooped and a finger pushes into Fauna's ass. Soon she feels a heat and then a throbbing itch where the gloved fingers had been. She wants to touch herself; to relieve the itching need growing in her but she has been ordered to stay still.

"Come along now, you are ready for tonight," the woman tells Fauna as she writhes on the table feeling more heat inside her every second. The leash is unlocked and she is forced to stand to follow the servant out and down the long hall. "Don't touch yourself!" she is told.

It isn't the heat that sends Fauna close but never into an orgasm; it is the constant itch that needs to be touched. Her clit is swollen while her ass and pussy feel so in need of attention as she is led through the halls of the mansion into a large room dominated by a huge desk in the center. The walls, where there aren't any windows or doors, are covered with books on dark wood shelves. Professor Smythe sits at his desk in a leather chair looking out the floor to ceiling window to the left of the desk as Fauna stands just inside the door not knowing what to do.

Without even looking at his senshue the Professor tells her to come and stand in front of him. When Fauna gets close he opens his legs wide. She knows to step between his legs to let him touch her where he wants. Her Terral self seems to be taking over and she holds her tits out to offer them to her Isa. He smiles up at her, "Get on the desk with your legs wide so I can see how wet you really are," Isa John tells Fauna in a quiet voice. He swings his chair with her as she sidles around to put her ass on the desk and lift her legs to show the Isa her wetness. The room smells of her ripe sensual odor as juices flow from her and down her sensitive ass.

"Please," Fauna mews. "Please, I need to have you in me!" she yells in desperation; her cunt and ass needing something, anything to still the burning itch that only an Isa can quell for her.

"What do you want? I need you to tell me what you want."

"I want your cock in me!"

"Where in you?" the Isa asks.

"I want, no, I need your cock in my cunt and in my ass! I need you to fuck me, please!"

The professor smiles at what he sees then leans back in his chair, "Take my cock out and suck it."

Fauna jumps off the desk to kneel in front of her Isa. Her eager hands slide up over the blue thigh high stockings to touch the bulge in the tight red silk pouch that holds what she needs to fill her, to stop the itch and give her the release she needs. Shaking fingers pull the pouch to the side to reveal the first cock that Fauna actually wants on Terral. She needs it. The fact that it is the cream put in her causing her need is lost to her as she brings the fast rising erection to her mouth to try to swallow it whole. Fauna takes the swelling cock deep into her throat while she looks up at her Isa hoping he will satisfy her soon. Not being allowed to touch herself she reaches up to fondle the balls hitting her chin with one hand and push a finger of the other into her Isa's ass. When he is fully hard he moans, pulls her off him, telling her to stand and turn around so she can sit on his cock.

"Make me cum in your cunt, my little senshue!" Isa John cries as he guides his hardness into the heat of the girl above him.

When she is fully seated on her Isa, Fauna begins to rock back and forth like a mad woman. Her tits fly on her chest as she tries to get the cock even deeper in her. She knows that her Isa is making her do all the work as she brings them both closer to the edge but she doesn't care; it's what a senshue must do for her Isa. Especially one whose cunt and ass are on fire. Sweat is being thrown around them as Fauna shakes her head as she begins to pump up and down on the cock in her. Her thighs hurt from the strain but she doesn't care; she needs the release of an orgasm and she has been ordered to make her Isa cum in her.

Even as the itch in her cunt is being satisfied there is still the empty, needful feeling in Fauna's ass. Her hands seek out the Professor's urging him to touch her there. A finger slides into her and then another until she is riding his thick cock with at least three fingers deep in her ass. She feels his cock swell in her and knows he is close to orgasm so she doubles her efforts to cum with him causing the rings in her nipples to bounce on her tits and the sweat to roll down her body to coat them both in a slippery sheen. With a roar the Professor shoots streams of hot cum deep in Fauna sending her over the edge to bliss until she slows to milk her Isa of every drop he has for her.

Out of breath Fauna slumps forward onto the desk with a cock still hard in her cunt and fingers in her ass. Isa John whispers in her ear, "Bend over the desk, senshue," as he stands to push her down onto it with his cock still in her. Fauna's breasts push into the desk top as the Professor holds her down and pulls out to move himself over her tight back hole. A stream of cold slippery liquid is poured over her ass so strong hands can begin to massage Fauna's ass. Oily fingers widen her hole and stretch her as she lies still waiting for her Isa to take her virgin ass.

"I may be the third to have your Terral cunt but I am going to be the first to have your ass."

Fauna wants this; her ass needs a cock in it to quell the itch, the need there and, now that her cunt is empty, it needs attention again. She needs her Isa's attention everywhere now. A hand caresses the owl brand on her ass as something very large presses at her tight little bud of an ass. The pressure gets to be too much and pain causes her to pant as she is spread wider and wider until she has no breath left thinking she can't be stretched anymore. But there is more until at last she feels the thick head of her Isa's cock pop into her tightness. He waits only for a moment before pushing himself deeper and deeper again with each stroke causing grunts of pain each time he forces himself in just a little more. At last Fauna feels the shred of red silk her Isa still wears brush against her ass and she knows he is all the way in her bowels. She feels so full, so complete as she takes all of her Master, no, her Isa into the body he owns.