Tablet Master Ch. 11

"Tikka will wash you now," Lemnor said. "You reek like a stray dog."

The Orc took a cloth and soap from the basket before joining her in the pool.

"You will let her touch you and wash you," he said with a smile on the corner of his lips. "You stay still and let her guide your movement, but you don't touch her, you don't do anything unless I tell you."

Tikka soaked the cloth before wrapping it all over the soap.

"If you disobey me," Lemnor said, "I will lock you up in the Dog pen for the night."

Rhaya shut her eyes and clenched her teeth. The cloth pressed on the top of her head, gushing all over before her head was guided backward by Tikka's delicate touch.

Tikka washed her gently, brushing her manes and pointy ears delicately for a moment before moving down to her shoulders, and then her arms.

Rhaya felt pleasure from each stroke and each touch, almost as much as she did earlier when she stroked her own penis in that cage. 'Yeah, that's it,' she thought. 'Think about the cage... no not in that moment, before, when it hurt...'

Tikka's touch was bliss all over, even more so when she rubbed her breasts and as much as she focused on the worse moment of her captivity, her mind kept sliding back to the more exciting ones.

Rhaya shivered. Her penis was throbbing, and she had difficulty to remain still. 'I can't hold it,' she thought. 'I won't be able to hold it when she touches me down there!'

The water washing over her skin was just as pleasant as Tikka's touch guiding her to turn around and bend over slightly.

The cloth rubbed delicately at her tentacle lumps for a moment before moving down in circle. She shuddered when a corner of the cloth grazed at her fold while rubbing her ass.

Rhaya was gently pulled against Tikka's frame, her back arching against the Orc's breasts as she was lifted with her knee out of the water.

She couldn't help but buck into the hand and cloth as it rubbed around her penis, teasing her so much she almost burst everything that had been denied to her until this very moment.

"Stop," Lemnor said.

Tikka stopped moving.

Rhaya was trembling, once again denied contentment. She moved her hips slightly, but it wasn't enough.

"Keep that part for the end," he said.

Her body continued to tremble as her legs were rubbed clean. Rhaya kept her eyes shut, but although her mind kept shifting back to the present, she tried visualizing the terrible moments of having her tentacles cut to maintain control.

"Hand me the cloth," Lemnor said.

Rhaya had paid so little attention to what was going on, she hadn't realised Tikka had guided her to stand with her legs on each side of Lemnor's legs on the bench.

"Now-now," Lemnor said. "Look at me."

Rhaya opened her eyes slowly, her body still trembling, almost quaking.

"Donny said it would be easier to tame you if I was your first," he said, rubbing the cloth between her legs.

She shuddered and her legs went soft.

"However, my own research about your kind made me discover something I intend to validate," he said, fondling his penis.

She looked down, biting her lower lips and hoping he'd be caressing hers instead.

"You see girl," he said, bucking his hips into his hand, "I assume this will be your very first time since I witnessed one of the rarest thing... well I didn't see it happen, but almost when I saw you go all nutsy crazy back there and the looks on your face and Donny's, were priceless. Anyhow, I have every reason to believe this will be your first."

She bobbed slightly with anticipation, as though he was stroking at her instead. Her penis throbbing to the idea and her vagina so moist the water began shimmering faintly between her legs - her bodily fluids were luminescent after all.

"If the author was right," he said, grabbing hold of her hip, "should I fill you up with my semen and you climax at the same time, you'd be tamed instantly and would forever be my most loyal, loving, docile and obedient companion. It also mentioned something about a magical unbreakable bond that may occur if the circumstances are optimal, which I believe is afoot."

"Should she be craving satisfaction nearing madness, the Khavi body will create a magical bond so strong not even a god would be able to break it," Lemnor said as if he was reading from a book.

"The sight of you is very exciting," he said, stroking faster, "but as tight as I expect you to be, I need to make sure I'll fill you up well before you cum, which I expect will happen at the very moment my dick will enter your lovely flower."

Lemnor was right about everything but one little detail.

He groaned louder and louder after a short moment, stroking his dick harder and harder as she watched, speechless, trembling and in turmoil. She felt like her body was about to go super nova.

Madness was but a glimpse away when he gently lowered her onto him, pushing his dick between her tight wet vaginal lips.

As she felt it penetrate her body slowly, but not too slow, his hand wrapped around her penis and stroked it fast.

Lemnor bucked his hip hard and arched his back, pushing his dick through her cervix and deep inside her womb.

Rhaya cried oud loudly, her dick erupting under the water as her body shuddered wildly for a moment.

The satisfaction was mind blowing. She felt as if she was eating a fresh juicy peach after being starved for a year.

She clung to him, her face buried into his neck, panting heavily. Her body was still trembling, and the slightest movement sent jolts of pleasure coursing through her senses as his dick remained deep inside her.

His semen tasted salty and bitter, but it was a delight. She was thought about it a long time ago but had never experienced it firsthand; but Khavi did have taste buds inside their womb. Her walls would absorb and feed from it as much as her stomach would food. Her system would extract DNA from it and keep it until it has enough to mix with her eggs.

However, as much as she tasted all this and discovered much about her own body and its functions, she didn't have any eggs yet and if she did, she wouldn't want to procreate with this awful man. She knew she'd be able to decide if she'd want to save that DNA and when to mix it with her eggs when she'd have eggs, as easily as anyone could chose to swallow water or spit it out once in their mouth.

She moaned and her body jerked when he pulled her off him to sit on his knees with her legs spread on both side of him.

Still panting and with a grin plastered on her face, Rhaya returned his stare.

"You are mine," he said. "I expect devotion and obedience. Tikka will show you to your room - the one by the kitchen," he said to Tikka, "where you shall do with Tikka as you please until the bell rings. Tikka will explain the bell system and she will inform you of the rules as well as answer most questions you may have about your chores."

'The Khavi body will create a magical bond so strong not even a god would be able to break it,' she thought as she walked past the curved staircase and through the kitchen. 'I don't feel anything. Not true, I still feel like I want to rip his heart out and toss it to the dogs.'

She snorted.

Tikka showed her to her room, which was just big enough to fit a Human size bed and a chamber pot.

'It may be wise to play the part though,' she thought, staring at Tikka's crotch.

"Could you please lay down on the bed," she said.

Tikka nodded, closed the door behind her and squeezed to lay on the bed.

Rhaya moved between her legs and licked long between her legs.

Tikka moaned slightly.

She suckled at her clitoris for a moment before pushing two fingers inside, thrusting slowly. She longed for her tentacles as her lumps moved like ghost limbs trying to penetrate Tikka's every hole, and her own, but she'd have to wait hours before they'd be long enough for that.

She climbed up after a moment and pushed her throbbing dick inside Tikka's much larger vagina. The feeling was still new and stimulating, but the slack allowed for the pleasure to last much longer.

Rhaya could guess Tikka didn't experience much pleasure from it, her dick was quite small compared to Lemnor's and even more so in comparison to the gardener outside.

She still didn't want to stop and deny herself the pleasure. She enjoyed every thrust for a long moment until, building up climax until she erupted inside Tikka, filling her with thick luminescent bluish semen.

Rhaya collapsed on Tikka's frame for a moment, her face buried into her large breasts as her penis continued to throb inside. She moved off after a moment and sat on her heels at the end of the bed.

"What do I need to know about my chores?" Rhaya asked.

"Lemnor bought you to replace Jharina," Tikka said. "She was an elf and she washed all the linens, cleaned all the bedrooms, and tended the dogs, feeding them and cleaning the pen once per week. Your chore also includes satisfying Perro since me or Shennikh would risk getting pregnant. It's also the duty of any of us to satisfy Lemnor whenever he desires.

"I'm not sure I'll be fine taking care of dogs," Rhaya said. "Won't they mistake me for their food?"

"You're small, but not that small," Tikka said. "You'll also have to answer the door when me and Shennikh are not available or outside."

"What's the bell for?"

"One ding is for me, two is for you, three is Shennikh, four is Perro and five is Grasks. More than that, usually faster also, means everyone of us."

"I assumed Perro was the Orc tending the apple tree," Rhaya said. "Who's Grasks?"

"Grasks is the cook," Tikka said. "You may have to tend his need as well now that I think of it. He's an elf, so Jharina couldn't, but you can. He may choose you over Shennikh, but I'm not sure about this."

"Are you happy to serve Lemnor?"

"This is a question you should never ask," Tikka said, hurrying back on her feet. "Lemnor forbids any discussion related to how we feel about him, about being his slaves, about our life with him, and he strictly forbids to talk about running away or ploy against him."

"I just wanted to know if you were happy here so that I would know if I had a chance to be," she said, sighing.

"You won't be happy here," Tikka said. "The sooner you accept that, the better it will be."

Rhaya stared for a moment, flushing all other questions out of her head.

"Are you done with me," Tikka said.

"Yes."

Rhaya snooped around the house while waiting for the bell to sound. She saw Grasks working in the kitchen. He seemed busy so she didn't enter. He wore an apron so she couldn't see his most interesting part. He looked very handsome with his long golden hair and muscular stature despite his short height. He wasn't as short as she was, but he was halfway between her and Lemnor. His skin was pale, almost glittering gold and it looked smooth. His features were young and feminine, not like most Human males and not as Perro.

She never saw that many masculine figures until now. Khavi are all feminine with delicate features and curves. They rarely have muscles, not to say ever.

To her eyes, Grasks was very handsome, but not as attractive as the others in this house. The Orcs had muscles, a strong build, square jaws, and green skin. Lemnor had a beard, large shoulders and a lot of fat. Rhaya felt attracted to those new things, to anything new, mostly.

She stopped by a window and stared at Perro for a long moment. He was picking apples from the three closest to the house. His penis was soft and dangling, but even in that state, it was the size of her forearm and she could barely imagine how big it would grow.

The bell rang more than five times. She walked just around the corner to find Shennikh as she placed the bell down on the small desk before lining up against the wall, standing straight with her hands behind her back.

All slaves gathered hastily to line up against the wall. Rhaya took place in the empty spot that was apparently left for her. 'Must have been Jharina's spot,' she guessed.

Lemnor walked out from a room upstairs and joined them at the bottom.

"Rhaya is my new concubine," he said, pointing at her with an open palm.

Her eyes grew big and then she frowned. 'What the hell?'

"She will share bed with me and Tikka every evening," he said, gesturing his fingers at her and pointing his right foot.

Rhaya didn't hesitate. She stepped forward and moved to his side.

"Her kind is special," he said, petting her head. "Rhaya has a craving that may cause her to try and have sex with you at any moment. Sex with her is forbidden without explicit authorisation from me only. Beat her senseless if she persists too much."

She gulped.

Lemnor glared at her. "I forbid you to have sex with anyone," he said. "If I did everything right earlier, the bond should be strong enough to stop you from disobeying me. Don't worry, I will make sure you get what you need once or twice per day, no more."

Rhaya bit her lips.

"The day is still young," he said. "Go take care of the dogs."

Lemnor shoved her by the back of her head and kicked her in the back, between her tentacle lumps, hard enough to make her stumble, but not fall. "Tikka... show her how for this first time," he said.

Tikka led her out the back, across a large fancy garden decorated with a fountain, multiple benches and statues and many apple trees over at least one hundred meters long.

There was a large barn painted in red located at the end of the land. There was a small wall made of stone, one meter high and half as thick, toped with a two meters tall iron picket fence surrounding the entire barn.

The Orc opened a robust gate and crossed the enclosure to push the barn door open.

Rhaya covered her nose, expecting a fowl smell, but it wasn't at all what she expected. The smell of filth was present, but faint. The place was neat. The path was clean.

There were five enclosures on each side, each harboring two or three dogs.

Each enclosure was two meters by two meters, with a one-and-a-half-meter high box. The planks were put together to form a tightly closed wall and Rhaya couldn't see over it, but the doors were all metal gates with narrow bars that wouldn't allow a pup through but allowed her to see all the dogs.

"You must sweep the floors once per day," Tikka said, pointing at the far ends of the corridor.

There was a few brooms, shovels and pikes hanging on hooks, along with a few hay bales.

Rhaya followed Tikka towards the end.

"The dogs are trained to use the corners for filth," you must clean those morning and evening every day.

There was a total of 27 dogs in the first four box to her left and in all five to her right.

She saw two dogs pinned together as the male tried to pull free from the female. She smirked at this, but it didn't trigger her libido.

"This is Koiyee," Tikka said, showing the last box to the left. "He trains the dogs and lives here."

Rhaya stared for a moment.

Koiyee was a humanoid canine with black and white fur. His head, face and neck were canine in every way. He had clawed fingers and hands with human arms, although covered in fur, and anthropomorphic legs with canine paws and claws. He was sitting in the middle of the box, resting on his buttock and looked almost like any other dogs, sitting and she wouldn't have noticed his human like hands, confusing them for normal paws if he wasn't holding a book open on the ground before him.

"Hey Tikka," Koiyee said.

His voice was raspy, but he sounded calm.

"Koiyee, this is Rhaya, Rhaya, this is Koiyee."

The canine walked to the opening, his box was the only one without a gate, and examined her as he offered a handshake. He was the same height as her, except for his ears, poking above his head.

"Please to meet you," Rhaya said, shaking his hand.

"Can I sniff you out," Koiyee said, looking down at her soft penis.

She was already struggling not to look down at his penis while trying to keep hers soft despite the slight throbbing as her libido grew exponentially.

"Hrm... ye-yeah, I, I guess," she sputtered.

Koiyee dropped on all four to take a few deep whiffs of her crotch before leaning around her hips to sniff her butt.

The battle was lost. Her dick grew hard.

The canine sniffed her feet and then moved up to her neck before he stopped.

"Your smell is a delight," he said, taking a step back.

She couldn't help but stare at his dick. It was sheathed, like any dog's, and his balls appeared oversized.

"Koiyee is blind," Tikka said. "His sense of smell is impressive so it's almost as if he could see you. He'll know it's you the moment you walk out of the house. He's seldomly allowed to walk out of the barn and if you see him outside, you are to report it to Lemnor immediately."

Tikka walked away.

"You'll clean his filth as well and when the puppies arrive, you'll have to clean their mess as well, but it usually last for less than two weeks before they do it all in the corners and stop spreading it all over their fur. Koiyee is a very good trainer."

Rhaya stared at Koiyee for a moment longer before she hurried to catch up with Tikka, her mind filled with lewd thoughts.

"Don't get attached," Tikka said. "All the dogs are trained and bread to fight or to guard. Most of them are sold as puppies and the ones that aren't," she waved her hand around at the 27 dogs, "will be sold to the arena for the Dog fights. When you're done cleaning, you go back to your other chores in the house."

Tikka closed the gate behind her and continued through the garden.

Rhaya stared through the bars for a moment before heading back inside the barn. She grabbed the broom and shovel, keeping her gaze away from Koiyee and began cleaning the boxes one by one.

The dogs were sniffing her all over, but none of them touched her, except for the accidental cold nose brushing against her skin.

She noticed three females we huge and likely to give birth to a bunch of puppies, while two more were halfway there and the rest were most likely impregnated, but it didn't show.

There wasn't much filth in the corners, and she completed her task promptly, but she hated doing it. She felt dirty and the chore was boring, but the hard part was to not pet them or play with them. She didn't want to get attached and it was already heart breaking to know that they were all doomed to fight and die.

She started at Koiyee after hanging the tools on the wall. Her dick grew rock hard and her vagina dampened suddenly as the lewd thoughts she had earlier returned, flooding her mind.

"You're smell is quite strong," he said, staring down at the book on the floor before him.

The train of her thought crashed for a moment. "I thought you were blind," she said, realizing what had been dismissed by her brain earlier. "How can you read a book?"

He chuckled. "This is a magic book," he said, looking at her.

His iris was slightly off as he stared almost into her eyes, but it was hard to distinguish. She wouldn't have noticed if she didn't know he was blind.

"Lemnor said I would regain sight if I stared at it for a total of one million minutes," he said, staring back at his book.

Rhaya closed her eyes for a moment to calculate. "That's two years," she said, "without pause or sleep. How long have you been staring?"

"Is it really?" he said. "I've had it for about three years, since I started training the dogs for Lemnor, and I've been staring at it almost every minute since, except when I train the dogs, which takes about six hours of my time every day, double when the pups are born. How much longer do I have to stare?"