Sacrifice For Love Ch. 06

Katia side stepped the giant woman to stand next to Nikolai. "You know alcohol usually let's people loosen up." Katia whispered loudly. In minutes the room was flooded with servants carrying trays of goblets and jugs of heavy liquor.

"You will be punished, you do know that don't you?" Turning sad eyes on her Nikolai watched her face closely.

"Oh yes master. I'm looking forward to it." Katia teasingly brushed her chest across Nikolai's arm.

"You are a troublesome minx aren't you?"

"Mmm I've learned from a very troublesome master." Smiling up at Nikolai, he looked back at her with twinkling eyes full of mirth and a soft edge that left Katia's heart throbbing with a giddyness she hadn't felt before. Her cheeks flamed red before she adverted her gaze.

"Nikolai." The giant was back. "I believe introductions are in order."

"Aw yes of course. Makisma, this is Katia. Katia, Makisma."

"A pleasure ma'am." Katia dipped her head politely.

"Hmmm. We'll see child." Watching Makisma march away Katia began to wonder how tall she was.... The ceilings were around 20 feet tall. But they looked as if they had been risen to 25.

"Twelve feet 8 inches, but if you count her Mohawk that should round her out at fourteen feet." Nikolai said.

"Not to mention her attitude." Threw back Katia.

Walking towards the dining room Katia. Noticed name cards on each plate, curiously she couldn't find hers. Grabbing her hand Nikolai pulled her down on his lap sideways with legs draped over the opposite arm of his chair. "Pets sit on laps." Katia chuckled as a delicious ache started in her sex. Dinner would be interesting.

The others filed in, those with pets had wider chairs to seat them both comfortably. Although most masters had their slave seated like Nikolai had Katia. Pavel had two cushions on either side of him, the twin brunettes sat at his left and right, one holding his dish of food the other feeding him and dabbing at his mouth with a silk napkin.

The first course was a light fruit medley that was stabbed by a tiny long spear like utensil then each fruit could be slid off into the mouth. Nikolai would take half a bite of fruit then offer the other half to Katia. Usually he'd watch her, his eyes following the movement of her lips as she accepted his offer then her tongue as she licked her lips.

By the time the second coarse was brought out Nikolai was continually adjusting his impressive member. Katia began a game of wiggling just enough to keep his member hard but not enough to draw the others' attention. A soft purring like noise came from Nikolai who repositioned her behind back enough to rub against him more fully. Her head now lay on his shoulder arching her chest up. Nikolai caught more than a few masters eyeing Katia suggestively. Clearing his throat quite loudly and scaring Katia who jumped at the noise. Her chest jiggled some moving her top in the process. Her areolas now clearly visible along with her hard nipples.

Their collective plate arrived with a beautiful arrangement of meat. Along with a slave girl from the master four seats down she bowed before whispering in Nikolai's ear. "My lord? Master Luka respectfully requests to trade slaves for this coarse." Hesitantly Nikolai agreed. Katia and the girl changed places. Nikolai held on to her hand forcing himself to let her go. Katia saucily swayed her hips as she walked away.

Master Luka was very handsome in the exact opposite way Nikolai was Brown sparkling hair, sharp green eyes, and a laughing face that was inviting. He stretched out his hand beaconing her to sit on his lap. Katia hadn't noticed but each master had a different way of sitting with their girl. This one widened his legs and moved Katia to straddle him her butt wedged in between his toned thighs. With each succulent bite he would brace the back of Katia's head and lean her back enough to drop a perfectly square piece of meat down into Katia's mouth. Luka would then have Katia feed him a piece of meet with his fork. Within a few bites Katia felt something thumping against her intimates. Looking down Katia saw a monstrous tent rhythmically jumping. Gasping Katia backed away until her rear bumped into the table.

"Shhh sh shh." Luka gripped her cheeks and pulled her flush against him rubbing their sexes together. "I'll stay inside my clothes. Just feel pet." He humped up against her drawing a gasp from her throat. "Look at your master, let him look into your eyes as you are pleasured." Katia did look to Nikolai, he had Luka's slave perched on one of his knees bouncing her lightly making her silkly skin pop out slowly from her top. His eyes though were locked on Katia.

Luka pushed against her, Nikolai's eyes blazed with hatred and arousal. Katia bit her bottom lip stopping her moan from escaping. Luka would not be denied he rubbed his head up against Katia's wet center shoving her to a height she'd never been. Just as Katia had a panicked feeling in her womanhood the third coarse was brought out along with the return of Luka's slave.

On jelly legs Katia stumbled back to Nikolai. He returned her to her reclining position. This time each leg was spread out over his knees. She was open for everyone's view. The master to Nikolai's right ogled Katia's sex and commented on her aroused state.

"I believe your pet needs tending to, might I relieve you of that task?" He made a come here motion with two of his fingers then raised those fingers to his lips in a v and cruedly flicked his tongue between the two. "Or I could assist you, Nikolai you know how much I love young ones." All black eyes stared at her, eating up each detail and storing them away for later. Katia squirmed extracting a wicked smile from him. She feared for the slave at his side who looked to be barely legal.

"Thank you PharZuph. Aren't you usually tormenting your slave by now?" Nikolai drew an arm around Katia protectively accidentally brushing against the underside of her chest. Pulling a previously stifled moan from her.

"Ha! Too right you are Nikolai! Although my slave doesn't reach her legal age for two more days. I'm forced to bottle up all my desires until she can be touched." The poor girl next to him shivered. Her delicate pink outfit making sense now. Pink like an untouched blossom. Her body was betraying her however, full womanly curves and hard nipples drew Zuph's eyes to her pelvis where she sat with her legs wide apart. Noticing eyes upon him Zuph winked at Katia, "I won't touch but I'll look my fill. And she's so good to encourage me. Aren't you Astrea?"

In answer the girl stretched her legs even wider pulling the blush colored pants tight against her weeping lips. The pants clung to her body as her moisture pooled at her juncture. Licking his lips Zuph whispered in the girl's ear, she raised her hands to her top and began to unbutton it.

"No!" Katia launched herself at Astrea halting her fingers. "You can't mean to let this innocent expose herself for everyone here?!"

"Oh I do. How can I appreciate her beauty when she's covered up? It's ludicrous to leave tonight without sharing her gorgeous physique with all in attendance. In fact I think all the pets should be relieved of their clothing." Narrowing his predatory gaze to Katia Zuph nudged Astrea back into motion.

Turning to face Nikolai, Katia hoped he'd stop this nightmare in it's tracks before the night got out of hand. "Nikolai...?"

A collective gasp then silence went up at the table, Nikolai looked startled for a brief moment before he raised his eyebrow at her. "How dare you address your master so informally!" It was Makisma who yelled across the dining room.

"I...I-I didn't mean to." Back pedaling at break neck speed Katia was grasping at any escape available, none were. Her eyes pleaded with Nikolai to get her out of her mess. It was Luka who spoke up on her behalf.

"Oh hush! You don't know what she's allowed to say or do. Perhaps Nikolai has a more lax slave protocol than you do."

"It isn't right! She shouldn't even be here! Slaves are only to be seen in the bedroom!" Makisma slammed her mammoth hand on the table nocking her food and drinks to the floor.

"Says you! My slave is allowed free range at home. She's a full member of my house hold."

"Ugh! Luka how's can you claim to be a slave owner when you treat the woman as if she was your wife." Pavel spoke from his reclined position his feet resting on the back of one slave girl while the other picked his teeth for him.

"Don't you say that! You know no slaves are allowed to marry their owner! Doesn't anyone remember what happened to Nikolai with his last slave? He marries her and what does she do? She tries to kill him! Luckily it was only 12 in the bed instead or we would've had to hold an early council! Then that whore went and hung herself! Why would we want to risk that? These rules are in place for a reason!" Makisma stood up tipping the table and spilling goblets of liquor on the waiting people below her.

Luka jumped up and began cursing Makisma his laughing face marred by the raging anger he was now possessed with. Pavel was screaming at his lovelies to clean up his stained clothing. The noise escalated into a roar, hell itself couldn't match the wailing that pierced the ears of those in the dining room. Katia sat on Nikolai's lap, barely able to keep from screaming herself.

As words formed on her tongue Katia found her voice and whispered three words, one question that burned her heart even to utter. "You were married?"