The Servant's Position Ch. 02

It was early morning and she lay in bed, her muscles aching from the strange position she had been put into the previous night. She hadn't been able to sleep at all, her mind going over and over what he had done to her, replaying it in her thoughts trying to work out what had happened and why, still unable to fully process everything he had done to her, the wicked ways he had taken her and her own body's betrayal towards the end. She had struggled with what to do now; he hadn't killed her like she thought he would yet she had to do something.

Finally she plucked up the courage and rose, she dressed in her spare dress, not as good as the one the Lord's son had torn up the previous night and went silently looking for the Lord. She found him in his study sipping his morning drink and reading some documents sat at his enormous wooden desk. She walked up to him and waited patiently to be acknowledged. He kept sipping his drink then finally looked up at her, a frown of annoyance crossed his face at being disturbed and she felt fear tremble in the pit of her stomach, what was she doing here?

"Sir, I need to tell you something, about your son Sir!" She rushed the words out as though she believed she might not be able to say them.

"Is he ill?" The Lord looked concerned as he stared at her, his now finished cup set down on the edge of the table.

"No Sir, last night, last night he raped me sir..."

Tears began to silently stream down her face as she related the events of the previous evening, how he had torn her clothes off, taken her on the bed, then made her clean his shaft then fucked her again and taken her ass. She was so caught up with her tale that she failed to notice the Lord's son had entered the room behind her and locked the door, or that the Lord himself had risen from the desk and was sporting a very obvious bulge in his pants.

The Lord walked towards her slowly...

"So he did this..." The Lord smiled and reached out, grabbing the front of her dress and tearing it open, just as his son had done the previous night. She stopped, gasping her shock. She hadn't known what to expect when she told the Lord, disbelief, fired, beaten but not this, she had never dreamed that it would happen again.

"Noooo!" She wailed as his hands tore her last dress into tatters on the floor. She tried to cover herself again but then felt the arms behind her reach round and grab her hands gripping them and pulling them behind her back, thrusting her chest and impressive breasts forward for the Lord's gaze. She twisted her head and saw the Lord's son stood behind her wearing that cruel grin again as the Lord in front of her caressed her gently at first, then squeezing her nipples hard...

"She is indeed a fine specimen is she not son, I take it my apology was accepted then, I thought that if you got to enjoy her first you might forgive me banning your hunting trip..."

"Yes father, totally accepted and she is a hot fuck, even came on my cock last night, before I took her ass."

She looked from one to the other, unable to move, frozen in fear and shock as the father and son discussed her like a piece of meat, the son released her arms and thrust her forward so that she fell face down over the wooden desk and she felt his hands grip her wrists and pull them up behind her back again. This time she felt something wrapped round them, holding them tied behind her back as her chest rested on the table, her large breasts cushioning her against the smooth polished surface, the surface she had polished so many times.

She felt the Lord's Son behind her, gripping her hair and pulling her head back and up so she was looking forward. Her heart lurched as she saw the Lord himself slowly undoing his trousers, letting his large hard cock slide free as he walked up to her and pinching her nose to make her open her mouth he slid his hard shaft deep, thrusting straight to the back of her throat and fucking her mouth till she opened wider and started to take him into her throat again, naturally sucking him off as she felt the Lord's son behind her, she felt his rod resting between her ass cheeks and knew what was coming, she knew she could not resist, knew there was nothing she could do as she felt him spread her legs and enter her roughly.

His shaft pierced her slit again, the third time in twelve hours as he took her, thrusting within her. The Lord with his shaft in her mouth at one end, the Lord's son fucking her from behind now, her body pushed backwards and forwards, stimulated and fucked till the tears rolled down her cheeks, her body giving in, relaxing. She gave up and accepted her role, knowing that there was nothing she could do to resist, all she wanted was for it to end as soon as it could, sucking harder on the Lord's cock as she pushed back against the son.

They noticed her compliance and started fucking her harder and faster at either end. The son slapped her ass several times as he speeded up, getting ready to fill her with his seed again. The father fucking her face hard enough to bruise her lips now as his heavy balls slapped against her chin with every thrust.

She cried out, the sound muffled by the shaft in her throat again as she came on the son's shaft, her body spasming and trembling again as she came, this spurred them on, fucking her brutally till finally the son came hard in her pussy, burying his cock inside her up to the hilt as he exploded followed quickly by the father who gripped her head and rammed his cock down her throat, holding her in position whilst he came, watching her struggle to breath and swallow all the cum he was pumping into her.

Finally then both drew out... leaving her lying face down, the Lord of the Realm sat back in his chair, his shaft covered in her saliva and his cum, glistening in the light as she lay gasping. He reached forward and took her chin in his strong hands to face towards him, looking in her eyes.

"You are ours to use how we see fit, your only other choice is death do you understand slut?" His voice was cruel, powerful and commanding as she stared up at him, aching all over again from the fucking.

"Yes, yes Sir..." She lowered her eyes, beaten, knowing she had nowhere to go, nothing she could do, and no one to help her.

The Lord stood and swapped places with his son, the son eagerly thrusting his juice covered cock into her mouth again, gagging her with his shaft as she sucked and licked at the length of it between throat fucks. The Lord moved behind her and she knew what was going to happen, she tried to relax but as she felt his firm fingers spreading her ass cheeks she tensed, making his entrance into her all the more painful yet tighter for him. He gradually worked the full length of his rod deep into her ass, splitting it open again, making her gasp as she felt him spread her wider, filling her even as she had the cock in her mouth.

A quick slap across her cheek reminded her that the son was expecting to be pleasured whether she was being split open or not. She tried to ignore the pain in her ass as she concentrated on using her tongue to get the young man in her mouth off. They returned to fucking her from either end, her body was simply an arousing tool for their enjoyment as the fucked away at her till finally they both filled her again, pumping stream after stream of cum into her body again.

The son made her lick his shaft clean again before putting it away, smiling to his father he left and went out of the room leaving her tied face down on the desk as the father came round wiping his shaft of the rags of her dress again.

"Well Valla... as you can see we own you now, your body is the property of my son and I, you will do what we ask when we ask it. There is a spare dress being sent to your room, it should arrive soon. However, when we are alone in the house you will wear nothing, you are not allowed clothes. The only time you are allowed clothes is if we have guests. Moreover, you will wear nothing underneath your dress, ever. Am I understood?" He looked down at her, a tall imposing figure.

She nodded slowly, tired and exhausted from the sudden change of situation that had happened in the last few hours. All she wanted was to sleep and try and understand her new role. The Lord released her hands and stood back. She slowly pushed herself up of the desk, her nipples tender and sore from scraping against the surface with being fucked backwards and forwards. She tottered out of the room just as she got to the door she heard his voice again.

"Oh and go and have a bath, you are mess, you have better rooms now, more befitting our slave, a bath, larger bed in case we ever want to take you there."

She staggered away to clean herself, then to sleep.