Diaries of Ceres and Taliyah

I still had to get ready for school: it was my first day back to college: this was already starting badly. I keep saying that Taliya is my older sister: we are not related by blood. We are a family. That is a term used for those of us in service to a House. . Taliya has been Master John's and Mistress Julia's submissive for 6 years; I have been for only six months. It was like living in the house with two mothers and a father. I was 18 years old; Taliya was 24. Master is the oldest. He is 36 and Mistress is 35.

"Ceres, what made you think you could run away?" Mistress Julia asked me as Master finally let go of me.

Taliya just looked at me. She was mad at me for running, for acting like a child. In my defense, well, I am. I am the only baby in the house and I do not get my way at all. I was now in Talia's care. Master and Mistress had left me, going off to work. I did not move until Taliya said to follow her upstairs.

"Taliya, I'm sorry. I did not mean to run. I was not thinking. Please, don't be mad at me." Taliya stopped at the bathroom, looking angrily at me.

"Shut up, Ceres. Let's get this over with so I can get you to school". She pulled me in the bathroom, stripping me down. While I was in the shower, she had gone to my room, returning with my clothes, hiding something behind her back. I was almost finished showering when she walked up to me with a belt in her hand.

"I can't wear that belt to school, Taliya. It is too big." She just smiled evilly at me.

"Ceres turn around for me," she said. I turned around, knowing that she was going to strike me.

"Taliya, wait, don't do this, please!" Begging was not going to work. I knew that. Taliya beat me the last time I was in her care. If I misbehave Taliya is punished, not me. One, two, three... The belt rained down on me twenty times before she stopped. She slapped my wet skin with the belt so hard I nearly fell to my knees. I would not dare tell Master what she had done. Not that it would matter: she would just make something up.

She had to help me out. I could barely walk. She got me dressed. We were out the door in enough time to stop somewhere and eat, being that I did not have breakfast because of my foolish behavior. Climbing into Talia's' car we drove off. My day in college went badly. I was not able to keep any food in my stomach. After puking my breakfast [and then some] in class, I went see to Taliya. Good thing she was the Campus nurse. Not wanting to be responsible for my ill health I was released from all further classes. Taliya had the rest of the day off to care of me. We returned home.

"I'm sorry, Taliya. Please don't be mad...." She told me to hush up and rest. We were outside when Master came home at noon. He carried me upstairs, putting me to bed. I had a 103-degree fever but I wanted to be down stairs with Master John, but Mistress Julia would not allow it. My fever finally broke an hour later. I was allowed to run around in the backyard while Taliya prepared barbeque beef on the grill. Master and Mistress kept a hawk's eye on me, checking my temperature every fifteen minutes. I felt like the baby of the family that I wanted to be. Mistress finally made me sit down next to her; it was not fair I was having fun.

"Ceres, it's time to rest. You can run around later on, okay?" Mistress said.

"Yes Mistress," I said with a smile. She pulled me down, letting me rest my head on her lap, telling me to close my eyes. I did not feel sleepy at all. In spite of that, I fell asleep.

Mistress woke me up to eat. I tried eating something but I could not keep it down. She took me to the shower to get me cleaned up and noticed the huge welts on my ass. Drying me, she took me to Master, who made me lie down in their room, calling Taliya in. I was kept undressed. Taliya had no choice but to see how well she marked me. Taliya could not explain herself fast enough; it was not enough to save her from Master John's wrath. Mistress stayed with me while Master dragged Taliya back to her room.

I had never heard Taliya scream in my six-month stay; I jumped up because it scared me. Given my previous day's punishments, I started crying, thinking I was again in trouble. It took Mistress some time to calm me down. When Master returned he was carrying Taliya in his arms. Placing her in bed, he told her to stop crying. She tried to calm herself. Master came to me and carried me to my room.

"Am I in trouble too, master?"

"No, Ceres, you are not in trouble". I thought to myself for a little bit while Master lay me down.

"Is something wrong, Ceres?" he asked me with a puzzled look on his face. I shook my head no.

"Is something wrong, Ceres?" he asked again, more firmly this time.

"Taliya didn't mean to hurt me, Master. She was punishing me for trying to run away!"

"She had no right to punish you like that."

"But I was in the shower, master. My skin was wet. That's all." He just looked at me and smiled. He stayed with me until I was fast asleep.

I ended up being out of classes for a week. That is jumping ahead of my story. When I woke up at midnight, I tried to go down stairs but Master stopped me. He was coming up the stairs with some water. Turning me around the lead me to their room. I did not want to sleep by myself so I was able to get in the middle of Master and mistress. In addition, I slept there until morning. Mistress woke me up with a kiss.

"How are you feeling, little one?"

"I feel better, Mistress... May I go to school today?"

"No, sweetie."

"But mistress, I'm fine now, so please?" I said with a disappointed look. She then told me to wait until after breakfast to see if I could hold anything down, so I did. We ate breakfast. Correction: they ate. Mine ended up being hurled down the drain. I still could not hold anything down at all. Mistress had to get me something hot to drink. It stayed down. I wanted to attend classes but that did not quite work out. Taliya checked with the administrators. They agreed that I should not be allowed to disrupt other healthy students in my professors' classes.

However, I was allowed to go in. I just had to do my classes from the nurses' office. I tried, I really did, but my illness so drained me that I did not have such a good day. I could not get much of my class work done. Nurse Taliya made me lie down until Master could come and got me. On the way home with the cool breezes blowing in through the car windows I started to feel better. Between the combinations of the cool, air as well as the motion I was soon lulled me to sleep in the car.

Chapter 4

I woke up. We were home. Master took me to the house, carrying me upstairs. We sat around, him babying me, which I enjoyed enormously. He took me in the shower, bathing me gently, but not taking advantage of my helplessness. I loved what he was doing. He was bringing me to the edge of an orgasm washing my large breast, playing with my hardening brown nipples, and then washing another part of my body. I was juicing up so much he could not help but notice, but pretended not to. He teased me like this for what seemed to be forever, and then dressed me in a sheer red nightgown with a plunging neckline exposing my glorious melons. I was in Heaven, his staying with me until Mistress and Taliya got home. It was not long before Taliya came upstairs to see me.

"Excuse me, Master. May I see Ceres, please?"

"Should I allow you to, Taliya?" Master said, as he stood up, moving to the door. Even though he has disciplined her severely for her treatment of me, Master was most protective whenever she was in our presence.

"Please, Master, I just want to see how she is doing," Taliya, said, backing up towards her bedroom door. I got out of bed, walking to Master. Taking his hand, he looked at me.

"Master, if it's okay, can I sleep in Talia's room tonight? Please?"

"No, Ceres. Go back to bed now. I will bring your dinner up. Okay?"

"Yes Master, but I want to spend time with Taliya too," I said, a slight whine creeping into my voice. He looked at me angrily, letting go of my hand. I looked at Taliya, and then walked back to my bed.

I do not know what came over me. I had never done that before. 'Master will have my ass if I do that again,' I said to myself, so I stayed in my room until Master brought up my dinner.

"Master, may I speak freely, please?"

"Yes, Ceres. You may."

"Um, Master? Why can't Taliya see me?" He placed his hand gently on my face.

"You will follow my rules right, Ceres?" he said softly.

"Yes... yes, Master." It was hard for me to talk. I was so scared. He got up, leaving my room door open. Taliya stood outside, nervously wringing her hands.

"You may come in, Taliya," I told her and she did, closing the door firmly behind her. Holding me close I felt comfort in her touch, warm and loving, making me feel secure. I clung to her as if she were my life preserver, until she pushed my sheets down, exposing my nakedness.

"What are you doing? We can't do this we'll get in trouble again....Taliya?" She did not answer me. Her focus was on my shaved pussy, prying my legs open, revealing it to her lustful gaze. Licking her lips hungrily, I did not like that look she gave me. This was wrong! Neither Master nor Mistress had sanctioned this encounter, or if they did, I was not aware of it.

"Taliya; please don't do this!" I begged her. I did not want to feel Master's lash on my healing behind this night.

"Hush, Ceres." I lay there quietly, my pussy feeling her finger worming inside of me, stoking my building lust.

"Do you like it, me fucking you with my fingers, Ceres? You look so delicious in your nightgown. I wanted to jump on you, rip your clothes off, and rub my pussy against yours." I began to squirm. I loved the last time we made love, we sisters of the Sapphic arts, women of Lesbos. When I started to moan Taliya tried to cover my mouth.

"Shh! I know you want to feel my tongue sucking this delicious little clit of yours sticking its head up like a tiny dildo. However, you have to be quiet! Master and Mistress are just downstairs; don't let them spoil our fun!" Becoming fearful, I grabbed her hand, trying to push it away. I was still weak from a combination of my illness as well as my lust. I was starting to cum uncontrollably, unable to move her hand.

In the background, I heard my door open and Master speaking. Taliya did not stop, so caught up was she in what she was experiencing. She continued her attack on my now sore clit. I could not help myself. I kept on cumming, thrusting my pussy against her hand fiercely. 'What was Master saying,' I thought dimly, my brain on fire, just like my loins. Taliya would not quit, even though I am sure she knew what her punishment was going to be. My sister sub must really love me, to risk this. Master finally pulled her off me, dragging her to her room. I clambered out bed trying to reach them but all I did was fall all over. My legs were so weak, I felt so drained. Finally, I dragged myself over to her room. Master beating her with his belt.

"Taliya... you know... you are not... to touch... my property... without my... permission!" Master panted between blows across her backside. Taliya screamed, struggling to evade the rain of pain upon her body. "Since... you didn't... learn your lesson... last week... I will... show you... what I... mean again!" My heart dropped to the floor. I did not want this for my dear sister. She was just showing me how much she loved me, how she was sorry for hurting me. This was not fair! I tried to stop him but all I did was make things worse.

"Ceres! Get in your fucking room right now!" he yelled at me. I jumped back, hurrying to my room. Master was unrelenting in Talia's punishment. From behind her closed door, I could hear Master's voice, Talia's cries, and the sickening sound of his thick black belt cracking against her firm cocoa colored buns. I knew what she was going through, the fine line between pleasure and pain, his blows aimed around her pussy, with an occasional blow striking it. Then she would have to take his cock in her mouth, sucking him off until his nut sack was swollen with his man juice. To further humiliate her he would tie her spread-eagled across the bed, fucking both her pussy, then her tiny puckered asshole. As much as I hated what I had heard I was so aroused that I frantically worked two fingers in my sopping pussy, another in my asshole, until I came hard, screaming into my pillow. I drifted off to sleep after that, tears in my eyes, a smile on my face.

It was 10 at night when I was awakened, hearing my bedroom door open. Master had come to me.

"Master, I didn't mean for this to happen. I just wanted my sister." I sniffled.

"You know better than that. So did Taliya. She has been with us six years. Lately she has been acting up, as have you. Being that you are newer I can be more lenient, but her? No, I will not. Nevertheless, you will not escape your part of this, Ceres. Stand up and lean over the bed!"

"Yes Master." I said meekly. As I got out of bed Master took his belt, off. I leaned over, lifting my garment so that my brown globes were available for him to chastise. My pussy and asshole were cover with my milky love juices. Master could not help but see them.

"Count them off!" he thundered.

"One."

CRACK!

"Two."

CRACK!

"Three!"

CRACK!

"Four!"

CRACK

"Five!"

CRACK

"Six!"

Master never delivered that blow. I was only being whipped five times! My eyes were tearing up from his attention to my behind, but I swear I could see a look of sorrow on his face. On the other hand, maybe he was tired. I guess because it was getting late. I did not ask why. I did not want any more beatings.

"Goodnight, Ceres. Sleep well." Master moved to the door.

"Good...goodnight Master," I sniffed, crawling back into my bed. Closing the door, he walked back to his room. Very tired I turned out my night light, plunging the room into darkness, the pale moon barely visible outside.

Chapter 5

It was early in the morning, about 4 a.m. or so. I woke up restless, lonely, aching for a woman's gentle touch. I wanted to see my Taliya. Getting up as quietly as I, could I sneak over to my Master and Mistress' room first, to make sure they were sound asleep? Cautiously cracking open their creaky door I stuck my head in quickly. They were snoring like little babies, the heady smell of sex heavy in the bedroom air. Master must have not been fully satisfied after punishing Taliya, completing his tasks on Mistress' taut white body. I hoped they would be knocked out for a few more hours more. My fires were burning furiously. I needed to get them quenched with Talia's tongue and fingers. Making my way back to her room, I opened her bedroom door. Strange. Her bed was empty. I heard water running. I opened the bathroom door slowly, not wanting to wake my master up. More than enough punishments had been administered this month. Taliya was in the shower, just standing there.

"Taliya, are you okay? Did Master hurt you?" I whispered, trying to be quiet. No response.

"Taliya! Answer me, please!" The bathroom was fogging up. Why will she not say anything to me? This was so unlike her! My heart was breaking. Thoughts of sexing her flowed down the drain. It did not matter now. My sister sub was hurting; no one was there to care for her. Just as she had nursed me back to health it was now my turn to do the same for her, as best as I could.

"Taliya. This is Ceres. I am here for you, sister. I will help you get through this, okay. We have to be strong, you and I, okay? Let me help you now." I got undressed, stripping off my sheer red nightgown with the plunging nightline that I had been pleasured and pained in the previous night. Peeling off my matching thong, I let them fall in a diaphanous heap upon the light blue tiled floor. I climbed in the shower enclosure with her. Master often gave us baths together so he would not get mad at us for this, would he? Well, what he did not know would not hurt him, I thought to myself spitefully. If I ever got the chance to punish him as he and Mistress had done to us.... Those thoughts would have to be fully explored another time.

If she was crying, I could not tell. Head bowed, a waterfall flowing down her body I imagined I saw tiny sobs wracking her body through the steaming mist. Welts covered her body, back, front, both sides. Why did Master John have to be so cruel to her? All she was trying to do was make me feel better, nurse me back to health so that I could better serve him, take care of his needs, just as Taliya did for Mistress Julia. Was that so bad? If we had a little fun by ourselves, was it hurting him? We were not his slaves. Slaves gave up all their rights to their owners. According to the code, we could draw the line as to how much we wanted to endure. That is what I had been told by them when I joined their house! Who died and made him God?! I felt my anger growing rapidly. This was not the end!

Taking her gently in my arms Taliya seemed stiff, wooden. Washing her back gently not a word she uttered; nothing. A forgotten conversation I overheard came to mind. Maybe two months ago, maybe more. I remember now. Mistress Julia was on the phone, talking to one of her friends, a Dom from another house. I had not paid too much attention to their words until she mentioned that part about Taliya being a lesbian. I hung around quietly, unobtrusively, pretending to be engrossed in cleaning their porcelain figurines.

"Yes, Denise, they don't always want to obey, so you have to get in their minds, find their weaknesses, their fears, and then exploit those! For instance, when we first got Taliya she came from an abusive male relationship, where she came to associate male sexual intercourse with pain. If I want to really punish her, I will let John have his way with her, letting him force her to suck his big red cock. She had better make sure she made him cum twice, or he would paddle her, put her on all fours, dry fucking her asshole until it was raw. All the time while he was doing that he would be fucking her with the knob end of his braided black whip. Sex with John is the worst kind of punishment I can make her endure." I felt nothing but pity for my poor sister. Zombie–like she just stood there, letting me continue my ministrations on her body. I checked her over carefully. Sure enough, both her pussy and asshole were an angry red color. What a beast he was! Both of them! Turning off the water, I took her by the hand, leading her out. She did not resist me at all. I found the softest, fluffiest towel in the bathroom, white cotton one with Master's initials.

I took great care to blot her body dry, not to wipe off the moisture, as that would inflict more pain upon her. None of her clothes was there so I dressed her in my red outfit. It was gossamer thin, almost like wearing nothing. I could wrap up in a towel until I got back to my room to find something else to wear. All the time I was whispering kind words to her, telling her how I loved her, needed her to be there for me, that this too would pass. I almost had her dressed when the bathroom door opened. Damn, those people moved like ghosts! How did I let them sneak up on me like that! I was too caught up in Taliya to listen out for them. Crap! Now the shit would hit the fan! I thought it was Master but it was his wicked bitch, Mistress.

"Ceres, you are not well. You should be in bed, resting, as if we told you to do. Leave Taliya to me." Pointing me towards the landing, she continued. "You will find John downstairs, Ceres," Mistress said. Head erect, neck straight, buck ass naked I walked proudly out the door and down the stairs without saying a word to her. It was rude of me. For now, I was getting away with it but I knew I would pay for it later. Mistress was not one to play the radio...