A Slave to the Servants Ch. 17

Hannah's teeth grew in slowly. At first they had been tender, but soon they didn't hurt anymore. I continued to nurse her until she accidentally bit me one day. We found the healing cream in the bathing room before Damien came home.

"I think you need to try food you need to chew," I told her dabbing the blood up and reapplying the cream.

At lunch, Hannah went with us. Much to the men's surprise, she tried the food on my plate. I encouraged her to try just a few things. I didn't want to upset her stomach with too much new food.

"Chew it totally before you swallow," I told her over and over again.

Hannah ate until she was full and then she bolted outside as soon as she could. She stayed gone all afternoon and I started to get uncomfortable. By the middle of the day I was miserable. I was accustomed to a child that nursed every two or three hours. My body was literally leaking fluid I was so full of it.

By the time the men got home I begged them to help me.

"Nu-reeh and her sisters have taken Hannah," Evan said looking at his Brothers. "Our Mistresses went to hunt with the young one. Nu-reeh said they will not be back before the moons are high in the sky."

With Nu-reeh gone the threat wasn't present. Evan and Kein followed me into the bedroom and watched transfixed as I pulled out my milk laden breasts.

Kein went first and drained the right breast. He sucked with a vehemence even Hannah had not had on her hungriest day. Once he was done he backed away and Evan fed lovingly from my left side. He drained me and then bathed the entire breast with his tongue.

My men seemed to be enjoying touching me. To tell the truth, it had been too long since I had been with them. I was really enjoying what should have been a perfunctory task.

"Better, thank you," I whispered laying my head back and relaxing on the bed.

Evan sauntered out looking sated, but Kein didn't leave immediately and stayed to play with my breasts.

"The tips are different," he mused playing with the prominent nipples.

"From nursing," I sighed still feeling relieved that sense of fullness was gone.

"I like them like this," he commented. "We want to see our insignia hanging from the rings again. They will stand out more now."

I just sighed and lay with my eyes closed. It had been like I was ready to explode before they helped me. The relief almost made me sleepy.

Kein kept fiddling with my breasts. He alternated between kissing, sucking, and fondling.

"Do you want the rings in your nipples?" he asked softly. "It is your body. Christof thinks we should ask you what you want."

I opened my eyes and watched uncertainty flit across Kein's features. He looked like he was very ready to be disappointed.

"Sweet man," I whispered pulling his lips up to mine, "I want to wear your crest on my nipples. Thank you for asking me."

I heard shouts and back slapping in the main room. Evan had lost the bet and they were all very happy they could put their insignia back on me.

Christof came in the room and sat on the other side of me. He watched me very seriously.

"It can't be because it is what we want," he reemphasized. "We would take care of you even if you no longer wished to wear them. You are family and have a right to your own decisions."

I grinned and pulled Christof's mouth against mine before I spoke. "I love my family and I love your symbol. It makes me happy to wear it."

Christof attacked my mouth pressing me down into the bed. Kein continued to enjoy my breasts. I felt breath on my knee as my gown was pressed up to my waist. Someone's mouth was kissing up my thighs toward my center.

"No more babies," I panted pushing at the men.

They were not deterred and placed my hands above my head.

"We are just saying thank you," Christof informed me kissing my ear. "It has been too long for you, enjoy it. Nu-reeh has gone for right now, she will not catch us."

Evan licked slowly the length of my inner thigh until Damien told him to stop. I was disappointed, but he was right. I did not want to be pregnant again. We should stop.

"Pull off the covering," Damien ordered and my garment was hastily removed so I lay nude on the bed.

Rough hands trailed over my stomach and chest as Evan started to work his way up my thigh again. I saw them disrobing around me. This was about to lead to a very dangerous place.

"No more babies," I struggled and flipped myself over, which was far as I got.

"You are too tense," Damien commented as his hands came down to roughly rub my shoulders and back.

He was far from practiced, but he had paid attention to how I rubbed him. Someone else's hands started to do the same thing lower down and I moaned. It was heavenly.

My body was lifted so a few pillows could be pushed under my hips.

Coarse hair tickled my bottom and I knew Bane was kissing the roundness of my buttocks.

"I dream of these," he told me separating the cheeks and blowing.

"I'm not on the drink," I cried struggling to move as I felt the moistness of Evan's tongue tracing between my lower lips.

"It really has been much too long," Damien commented. "You are acting like Hannah when she has been too long between meals. Stop resisting and let us pleasure you. We will not put a baby in your belly again."

"You were a sex slave before," Kein informed me as he licked at my ear. "You are not that anymore, but we still need to give you pleasure."

"It will keep you healthy," came the muffled commentary from between my legs.

I relaxed. They were just being generous. Hopefully they knew what made babies and we weren't doing that.

Evan dragged his tongue lazily over the entrance to my womanhood until it was wet and slick. My legs relaxed and he pushed them farther apart tracing the opening and occasionally entering with his tongue.

"More, please," I begged weakly.

It had been too long, much too long. I wanted them badly.

"You can have more here," Bane said running his fingers over the wrinkled skin he loved so.

"Yes," I moaned as I felt oiled fingers slipping past the tight ring.

Bane's thick fingers slowly fucked my ass as Evan's mouth worked relentlessly. The stretch got more intense and I knew Bane was moving their plug in and out. It ached and burned at first, but Bane knew what he was doing. The stimulation had me loose and ready very quickly.

"Get on your hands and knees," Damien said roughly.

Evan was under me in a flash pulling my needy core down to his mouth. In this position he could suck and flick my clit without obstruction.

My hands caressed him and I noted I was grabbing skin. I had a naked and very aroused man beneath me. The contact with his warm flesh was an aphrodisiac. I rubbed and stroked every part of him I could reach.

The motion of the plug in my ass was relentless. I rode it until I was begging Bane for his cock. A low chuckle was his satisfied response.

I sounded like a blithering idiot as I came on Evan's mouth. Nothing I was saying made any difference anyway. He wouldn't stop and wouldn't let me pull away.

"Too much," I moaned and cried kissing and licking the turgid shaft in front of me.

"Make him spend in your mouth, Ciara," Damien growled, "he may take pity on you."

I opened my lips and took Evan half way down. I had forgotten how large Evan was. It would be work to take the rest, but he made it worthwhile. Whenever I pulled off the shaft he attacked my sensitive center.

My noisy slurping filled the room for several moments and then the plug was gone. As Bane started to press into me I had a terrible thought.

"Hannah," I panted, "what if she comes home?"

Hands pressed me to take Evan again as Christof told me she would be gone until the moons were high. Nu-reeh had taken her somewhere. We were safe to do this for a while.

"You need to orgasm again," Bane informed me sliding further in. "Ciara needs to cum on my shaft Evan. It would be good for her."

Yeah, right, I thought, but that's all I had time for.

My eyes rolled back in my head as Evan started in again. He had my thighs quivering and clenching around his head, but it wasn't enough. Every time I moaned he pressed into my throat and renewed his efforts.

Bane had settled on a rhythm and held onto my hips as he stoked in and out.

There was nothing left to do as the big man claimed my ass and Evan bit my clit. I came hard. I fought the urge to grind my teeth with the force of the orgasm. I sucked and moaned. My vision blackened around the edges.

I could hear Bane cursing volumes behind me. My body was trying to squeeze his cock off, he claimed. Several thrusts into my wildly convulsing ass had him spilling into me with a groan. Evan wasn't far behind and found his release against my tongue and throat.

Rolling off of Evan I sat on the bed and watched the two satisfied men beside me.

"So it would be good for me to find my pleasure on your shaft Bane?" I asked sarcastically. "That is healthy for me?"

Damien smirked as he lost the last of his clothes.

"Your spirit is back," he commented, "so yes, I would say it is healthy for you."

I was feeling excited and spunky. "Perhaps my bite is also back," I offered snapping my teeth at Damien.

"You forget how much we enjoyed taming our woman," Damien said stroking his shaft lazily. "Do that on my cock and we will revisit the idea of training you. We have learned much and there is a great deal we would like to try."

I crawled toward the big man and nuzzled his shaft as he stood by the bed. I looked up into his eyes and saw the fire. On a simple crazy impulse I turned to face his shaft and bit the midsection lightly. The resulting growl was anything but light.

His eyes were blazing when I looked up. Damien actually looked pissed. In a moment of decision I tightened my teeth around him. His fangs started to grow and his member twitched between my jaws. Apparently he couldn't decide if this was pissing him off or turning him on.

Sharp points and warm breath surrounded a nipple as it hung beneath me. Similar sharp points dug into my vulva and the curve of my ass. When teeth gripped my fingers on one hand and toes stung with the sharp points, I knew what they were doing.

It was a controlled threat. I could bite their Brother, but they'd bite back. Who would win that battle was abundantly clear.

I looked up at Damien and he was staring down at me looking quite sure of himself.

"Lick it," he ordered, "and suck it the way I like."

I watched Damien closely as I ran my tongue from base to the tip. The sharp teeth receded. Still feeling peckish I pulled back a little and snapped my teeth on air. I grinned evilly looking up into Damien's surprised face. For all of a moment, I had the upper hand.

The way Damien and his Brothers usually treated me it was easy to forget how strong they were. I was reminded powerfully as I found myself pinned to the bed with my arms pulled behind me. My arms were pulled just to the point of discomfort, but not past it.

I struggled under Bane's weight and couldn't move an inch. In a futile gesture I kicked my legs around and he reminded Evan where to find the rope. The threat made all my humor at the situation abate.

"I'm sorry, Bane...Master Bane. You don't have to hold me still. I'll be good, I promise," I begged.

"Ah, so we are Masters now," Bane whispered in my ear.

With ease and fluidity my body was flipped onto my back. I saw the rope and felt an odd sense of relief. We'd played with it before and I'd not been harmed.

My family held my back to the bed as Kein bound my arms above my head anchoring them to the post at the center. The intricate row of knots up my arms prevented me from even bending my elbows.

Evan and Bane pulled my legs far apart and dropped them off the edge of the bed. Kein worked quickly binding my legs. The first thing he did was wrap the rope securely just under my knee. It was intricately knotted and then secured to the bed frame. Running the rope back to my ankle I felt the wrapping and knots that locked my lower leg down. Both legs were secured the same way, with the same attention to detail. Even with all the force I could muster, I couldn't raise my legs away from the bed or close my legs.

It struck me how vulnerable my position was currently. My legs were spread obscenely wide and my hands were trapped over my head. I was absolutely exposed and utterly immobilized.

"I was only joking...," I pleaded from my now very exposed position and looked around for Damien.

I suddenly realized I had no idea where he'd gone. Bane sat on the bed on one side of me and Evan sat on the other. Both of their faces held a weird amount of glee. I twisted and squirmed and found I could go nowhere.

Straining my neck I looked at the predatory gleam on each of their faces and it scared me. I was nude and tied. They looked hungry and Damien had left. Would they all leave? It began to unnerve me. Christof knelt beside me and I saw the old familiar smile light his face.

"Please, please let me go. I won't tease him anymore," I said pulling on what was binding me.

"Hush," Christof ordered stroking a hand down my arm, "you threatened my Brother and he warned you not to do that. We would enjoy teaching you manners. You are safe in these restraints. They are not too tight and you will not be able to move and injure yourself while we play with you."

Hands stroked the tops of my thighs and my stomach. I relaxed under the gentle caresses. They weren't trying to scare me. They just wanted to play.

Damien slowly came into view and my eyes focused on what he had in his hand. My uncle had magazines he'd leave around the house. I knew what this was because I'd nosily gone through those. It was a flogger. On Earth it would have been multiple strips of leather firmly bound to a handle. Whatever this was it appeared to be made that way.

"You will learn not to bite," Damien said levelly. "That was very bad. I do not like it when you bite me."

My brain whirred to find some way out of this. "Your Brother does," I said casting anxious eyes on Bane.

"I am not my Brother," Damien answered cooly. "Now relax. You may even find you enjoy this."

"I know I'll enjoy it," Bane growled from beside me.

The feral glint in Bane's eyes told me how much he was looking forward to what they had internally decided on.

It made sense suddenly. The men weren't punishing me because they had to, they were doing it because they wanted to. I wondered who had gotten their ear and told them this would be fun.

I made one last attempt at freedom and tried to move in my bindings. They were done much to well for me to loosen them, though. I was tied so securely I couldn't even move enough to strain myself.

Sweat collected on my brow as Damien stood stoically watching my pointless struggle. He did not move again until I lay still and quiet. The other Brothers just sat watching me with anticipation.

"Thank me for teaching you," Damien said and then he swung the flogger.

It was like slow motion as he swung up and then down. I saw the separate tails move in perfect synchrony as he added lift at the last moment. The end of the tails snapped the skin right above my knee.

It wasn't a hard hit, but it wasn't soft by any stretch. More like it caused a deep persistent sting.

"Thank you, Damien," I said feeling relieved it didn't hurt worse.

He raised an eyebrow at me and swung again landing the next hit in the same place on my other leg. I had expected him to hit with the entire length of the leather. He didn't. Damien snapped the flogger each time kissing the skin with the implement.

"Thank you, Damien."

The snap of the flogger was accompanied by the sting each time. It was a strange sensation, like an itch you can't quite scratch. The sounds coming from my mouth could easily be described as a mix between pleasure and pain. I found myself raising up to meet the snaps involuntarily.

The men noticed and I felt their hands on my arms and my stomach further securing me to the bed. It was strange and unexpected that the gentle touch made me feel protected and cocooned. My muscles stopped straining against the rope and I relaxed further with each strike.

"Will you bite me?" Damien asked simply when he had reached the top of my thighs.

"No, Damien," I panted almost wanting more.

Evan's and Bane's hands had been on my torso and they slowly dragged them up across my prominent nipples until four sets of hands rested on my arms.

I looked up into their eyes and saw heat. They wanted this, the moaning woman beneath them, taking the pain they offered with absolute trust. All of them looked hungry and animalistic as they looked down at my bound form.

The next strike was so strange and unexpected I cried out. My focus readjusted to the dangerous man standing between my legs. Damien had flicked the lashes to land on the soft rounded globe under my nipple.

"Will you bite me?" he asked as I gazed at him.

"No, I will not bite you," I whispered as he slowly drew his arm back.

I expected the mark this time on the opposite breast and moaned as each strand of leather caressed and then bit the supple skin.

He asked the question again and again; I answered as many times as he asked. Each slap on my breasts required the same promise.

"No matter what I put between your lips I won't feel teeth, will I?" He asked dipping his fingers between my legs.

My answer was cut short as he pinched my clit. The garbled sound that came out did not please him. Damien made me answer again as he continued to play with my engorged clit.

"No, Damien, I will not bite you," I promised and his fingers slid down.

Two fingers nimbly fucked me as I panted on the bed. I was so wet down there his fingers made a steady slurping sound as they exited each time. My face and chest were flush with embarrassment and lust.

"Put me on my knees, Damien," I offered, "let me suck you until you cum in my throat. I promise you won't feel my teeth."

Damien's stripes darkened and his teeth dropped down. That offer was what he wanted to hear.

My arms were released from the central pole, but not from bondage. They were still bound together as Kein used the rope to pull me so I sat on the edge of the bed.

"As much as I like the rope," he said undoing the knots, "I do not like it when your breasts are hidden from me," he grinned.

"Bind them behind her back," Damien offered with his teeth still visible. "I want her to remember the lesson as she devours my cock."

It was an order to both of us. Kein happily tied my arms tightly behind me as Damien stroked his rod in front of me. Our eyes met and I saw the passion flare in his as I looked adoringly up at him.

"Do you want my cock?" he asked suddenly.

"Yes," I purred licking my lips, "please let me taste you. I promise to be a good woman for you."

The cursing that statement earned was worthy of record. I knew what had them all so excited was the idea of a woman serving them. It was an unheard of concept and terribly erotic.

My old kneeling place was put on the floor after my legs were released. I stood on shaky legs before sinking down in front of Damien. My tongue flicked along his length before I engulfed the head between my lips.

"Suck, woman," he said putting his hand on my the back of my head.

I let Damien guide me and took him to the root each time. My tongue ran over the veins, memorizing the throbbing length of him. Looking up, I saw the rapture on his face as I did what he wanted.

It didn't take long. Soon I had stopped moving and was just accepting the thrusting into my mouth and throat. When he came I sucked harder and didn't lose a drop from him.

Kein and Christof were hard and ready when I looked up. My arms were still tied, so I shuffled on my knees over to Christof. I started to lick his shaft, as he sat on the bed. I engulfed the head and worked on sucking and pleasuring him with my mouth. He was enjoying the attention immensely and moaned low in his throat as I worked.