The Shadow Doctor Ch. 03

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"You can leave the couch."

Yelena gracefully slid from the couch and dropped to kneel at his feet, her face to the floor.

"Your slave requests that you temporarily suspend any rules influencing her sexuality or arousal. She wishes to beg her master with her body, and requests that she do so purely of her own will so that her master will have no doubts about her sincerity when she begs."

Tam was definitely interested to see where this was going. He paused and considered the possibility that she was trying to get him to lower his guard, but he couldn't see any loopholes in the basic safeguards. Still, best to be sure. "Yelena, have you thought of some trick to try and get free or harm me or my interests in any way?"

She looked up, meeting his eyes. "No, Tam, I can't think of any way out of this trap right now. You own my mind and body. All I can think of is begging you to spare me in one small way, which I do not think will disadvantage you. It's a tiny thing, and I know I can't make you do it, or even be sure you'll do it if you say yes, but it's the only hope I have. If you tell me to, I'll tell you what I want, but I think my odds are better if I beg you first, and then ask. I think you'll like the way I plan to beg." She parted her lips and slowly dragged the tip of her tongue along her upper lip, her eyes full of lewd promise.

Tam swallowed and shifted slightly in his chair. "Your request is granted." He opened up her rules in his mind and erased the ones touching her sexuality and arousal.

Instantly Yelena's head dropped back to the floor. "Your slave is very grateful, Master. Please, sit back and relax as your slave begs you."

She slid forward on the floor and bent her head to his feet. She kissed his slippers, working her way from toe to ankle on first one, then the other. When she reached his ankle the second time, she took the edge of the slipper in her teeth then waited, completely still. Guessing at her intentions, Tam tugged his foot loose from the slipper. She drew it off with her teeth then set it down and took the other slipper in her mouth, waiting again for him to pull his foot out. Once both his feet were bare, she took both slippers in her mouth and crawled over to set them beneath his desk, her hips swaying as she crawled.

Yelena turned back to face him and smoothly rose to her feet. She caught the hem of her dress with her hands and pulled it over her head in one fluid motion as she straightened. She tossed it out of sight behind the couch and walked back until she stood two feet in front of him, gloriously nude. She slid down to kneel facing him, her knees spread wide, back straight, head lowered. She pulled her shoulders back, pushing her breasts forward. Keeping her eyes lowered, she spoke in a low, sultry voice.

"This slave knows that she was not chosen for her beauty, but she hopes she is pleasing to Master's eyes. Her breasts are small, but they are firm and high. Her nipples stiffen quickly, even without Master's magic." As she described herself, Yelena followed her words with her hands, cupping her breasts to present them to him, pinching her rosy nipples. Her hands trailed down her body as she spoke.

"This slave's stomach is firm and tight. Her skin is pale, but it is smooth and has only small blemishes beyond the marks Master chooses to make on it. Her legs are strong; her hips are not round enough, but she hopes they are sufficient to please master. Her pussy is smooth shaven, but her yellow hair can be regrown there. She will keep it however Master desires. Her pussy lips are smooth and well formed."

Yelena turned around on her knees and bent over, reaching back to hold her ass cheeks apart, spreading herself for him.

"This slave has a firm ass, pleasantly rounded. Master has chosen to mark it with his hand. This slave has been told by her master that she possesses three warm holes that can take a cock. Master has been gracious enough to tell his slave that he enjoys all three of her hot, tight fuck-holes."

"This slave's first fuck-hole is her mouth, which she is using to describe her body to her master. Her master took her virginity there, and has left his cum in her throat and in her mouth. Her second fuck-hole is her pussy. This slave had her first orgasm when Master put his fingers in her pussy. Master can see that his slave's pussy is damp already. His slave is getting wet as she abases herself before Master, even without his magic." Yelena paused for a barely noticeable moment then continued.

"This slave's third fuck-hole is her asshole. Master took her virginity there as well. Master told her that it was her tightest hole, and he made her orgasm multiple times before he let her take his cum in her asshole."

Yelena continued to display herself, letting Tam appreciate the view. When she heard him shift slightly in his seat, she crawled back to his feet and began to kiss them, worshipping his feet with her mouth. She kept at this just long enough for Tam to become impatient before she slid her hands up over his legs, kissing his trousers as she rose to kneel between his legs.

She pushed his robe open over his knees and disappeared beneath it, kissing between his thighs and kissing his straining cock lightly through his trousers. She pulled her head back out from under his robe and bent to work at the catches with her mouth. She was more practiced than the first night, and soon had his robe open, hanging from his shoulders.

She pushed his tunic up and kissed his torso, rising from her knees as she worked her way up, resting her hands on his shoulders. She kept her body tight to his as she rose, dragging her breasts across his crotch then up his torso. When her kisses reached his collarbone, she slid forward to straddle him then undulated against him, her pussy grinding into his still-clothed crotch, her breasts sliding across his face. Tam growled and grabbed her bruised ass as he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. She yelped in pain, but quickly resumed pushing against him, presenting first one nipple then the other for his mouth to use.

"Ah, if it would please Master, this slave wishes to beg him with her first fuck-hole now."

"Yes, do that. Do that now." Tam let go of Yelena's ass, and she slid off him to kneel between his legs. Sensing his impatience, she didn't bother using her teeth, quickly undoing his trousers and pulling them off, Tam lifting his hips to aid her. She took him into her mouth and began working at him with her lips and tongue. Once his cock was slick with her saliva, she used her hands as well, stroking him with one hand and fondling his balls with the other while her tongue moved over the sensitive head. She tried to take him into her throat once, but without a command to do so, was unable to suppress her gag reflex. She redoubled her other efforts, clearly determined to do the best she could with her mouth.

Tam grunted. "Almost there, slave."

Yelena pulled off him and looked up, her green eyes wide. "Does Master want to come in his slave's mouth or on her face?"

"Tits."

"Yes Master." She bent down and took him as far as she could, making him as slick as possible, then worked him with both hands, aiming him at her collarbone. When he came, she aimed the ropes of semen so that they ran in long lines across her chest, dripping down over her breasts. She knelt back on her heels and cupped her breasts, holding her cum-stained chest up before him like a painting on an easel.

"Ah, very pretty. That was an exquisite job of begging, slave."

Yelena bowed her head blushing. "This slave is embarrassed. She has not finished begging her master yet. She had hoped to beg Master with her second fuck-hole as well."

Tam grinned. This was definitely not what he had been expecting. "Give Master a moment to recover, slave. While he does, scoop all that cum off your perky tits and swallow it."

"Yes Master. This slave will not waste a drop of Master's cum."

Yelena proved to be as good as her word, carefully scooping every drop of cum off her chest and licking it from her fingers. She held her mouth open as she did so, letting Tam see it slowly fill with cum, then carefully swallowed and opened her mouth again so he could confirm she had obeyed. Tam took the opportunity to shrug out of his robe and pull his tunic off so that he was as naked as his slave.

When Yelena was done eating Tam's cum, she leaned forward to clean his cock with her tongue, taking him into her mouth again until he hardened. She looked up at him with a mouth full of cock and raised her eyebrows.

Tam nodded permission, and she moved to straddle him then took him in one hand and guided him into her wet heat, balancing herself with her other hand on his shoulder. Tam let her take her own pace as she worked him into her tight channel then cupped his hands loosely around her waist as she began to ride him.

"How does that feel, Yelena? Is it as good without the command?"

"No Master. I can feel; sorry, this slave can feel that she isn't rising as quickly. But her pussy still got wet when she sucked Master's cock and when Master painted her tits with his cum. And she likes how it feels to have her little pussy stretched so wide by Master's cock and feel it sliding inside her. Before, with the magic, it felt like she was pulsing all through whenever she took Master's cock; like someone was rubbing her clit even if no one was. But this slave still feels good; it's not like when the Tong raped her or when her lover was fumbling with her. There's the anticipation, and the foreplay, and the humiliation of being Master's hot little slut, and all of that adds up together and her body likes it even though her mind is horrified at what she's doing."

Yelena never stopped fucking him as she talked, sliding herself up and down his cock with varying speeds; her breasts pushing against him, her legs bent and braced against the floor, her hands on his shoulders. She was sweating with effort, but when she found a pace that Tam seemed to particularly enjoy she settled into it with determination. She began to pant as she rode him, her shoulders flushed.

"But, ah, this slave's pleasure is not important, unless it pleases Master to see how hot his little slave gets riding his cock. This slave only hopes that her tight cunt is pleasing Master. She hopes Master is pleased by her efforts, and by her hot little cunt weeping on his cock. Master can fill her pussy with his cum, and she will dig it out with her fingers for him and swallow it for him."

Tam almost came as he pictured that, but he had a different ending in mind.

"Unfortunately, slave, your master only has one load of cum left in him right now. If you're planning to beg Master with your third hole too, you'll have to do it before you make Master come with your pussy."

Yelena froze mid-fuck, then slowly resumed. "Ah, of course. If this slave truly wants Master to grant her wish, she must beg him with all of her holes. She would like . . . she is ready . . . no, damn it, why can't she lie! She has to find a way to say it that is true. Ah, Master may make this slave beg with her third hole whenever Master is ready to do so."

"I won't let you get off that easy, Yelena. It's up to you to decide how much you want whatever this is, but it was your idea to beg me this way. If you want this that much, you'll have to do the begging, not just let me make you beg."

Yelena groaned and twisted in his lap, then bent forward to rest her head on his shoulder with a sob, still impaled on his cock but no longer actively fucking him.

"Your slave is so scared, Master. It hurt so badly when you took her ass before; and that was with the magic. She's terrified of doing it without. But you're telling her that if she doesn't do it, everything she just did will go to waste. She didn't think she'd have to beg Master with her asshole, but she should have realized she would have to. She wants this favor very badly. She wants to be able to beg Master with her asshole, but she doesn't know how to do it. Master pushed so hard to get into her tight little ass, and she doesn't know how she can get him in if she has to do it herself. Please help your slave, Master; please tell her how to beg you with her asshole so that she can please you."

Tam was amazed. He hadn't really thought she'd go through with it. Still, she was saying she wanted to let him fuck her ass even though it would hurt her. He had never felt more powerful.

"Alright slave, Master will help."

"Thank you, Master."

"I think this will work best if I lie down on the floor. Then you can come down from above, and let gravity help you. You'll need to make sure to get lots of lube inside you and on my cock, but your pussy seems to be pumping out a fair amount."

"Ah, yes Master. Now, Master?" Her breathing was short and quick with fear.

"It'll only get worse if you let the anticipation build."

Yelena nodded and lifted herself shivering off his cock. Tam stood and picked up his robe, spreading it on the floor as a makeshift blanket. He lay down and put his hands behind his head, cock jutting into the air. Yelena knelt down beside him and traced his cock with her fingers.

"Your slave still can hardly believe this can fit in her pussy, let alone her ass. It hurt so much when Master did it last night and now she has to try and do it to herself."

"It'll be easier if we work a finger or two in first to stretch you. Here, point your juicy little cunt towards me and I'll do that for you; you can keep my cock hard with your mouth. Just be careful you don't get me off."

Yelena nodded and knelt over Tam's chest, bending down to wrap her lips around his cock. Tam slid his fingers into her still slick cunt and then began to gently rub her juices into the tight ring of her ass. He made sure she was soaked there before he pushed one finger against her brown star. She froze as he began to push in, muscles rigid, but he made soothing noises and stroked her thigh with his other hand until she managed to relax a little. Tam briefly considered lowering her sensitivity to pain, but he was curious to see how brave she actually was.

Once he had his finger in, he slowly pushed it in as far in as he could, then pulled it out, rolled it in her cunt again, and pushed it back in. The process slowly became easier, especially once he positioned his other hand on her clit and began to gently stroke it. Yelena began to whimper softly around his cock. She stiffened and cried again when he added a second finger and then a third, but slowly adjusted to those too.

"Alright, Yelena, you're going to have to do the rest yourself."

She slowly moved to ready herself, crawling down his body. She slid his cock into her pussy for a few quick pumps, remembering his advice to lube it as thoroughly as possible, and then knelt above him. She leaned back slightly until she could brace herself with one hand, then, balancing on three points, reached behind herself and guided his cock to her rosebud with her other hand.

She pushed herself slowly down onto his cock, sobbing with the effort. She had to stop several times, but eventually her bruised cheeks were pressed against Tam's pelvis and he was fully sheathed in her tight heat. He reached up and stroked her shoulder.

"That's a good girl, Yelena. You took me in the ass all by yourself. Now go ahead, slave. You've got my cock in your ass, fuck me with it."

She slowly began to move up and down on him, gasping as she did so. "Please, Master, may your slave touch her clit? She's still sore from last time, it hurts so badly. She thinks she could do better if she could rub herself."

"Go ahead, Yelena, touch yourself. Make yourself hot while you fuck yourself on my cock. Tell me all about it; Master likes it when you talk about the dirty things you're doing."

"Ah, yes Master! Your slave likes that too. It makes her hot when she tells Master what a slut she is. Ah, your slave is such a little slut, Master. Your slave used to be a free woman, Master. She's fallen so far. She's fucking her own ass on her Master's cock because she wants something. Um, she's, she's like a whore, using all three of her holes to try and trade for something she wants. But she's worse than a whore, because a whore gets paid. She's just a dirty little slave slut giving it away and hoping Master will be happy enough to do her a favor."

Yelena was frigging herself desperately now, pushing herself harder and harder onto him, caught up in a trance. Her face was fascinating to watch, her expression a strange mix of horror and rapture. Tam gritted his teeth and tried to hold back his orgasm as long as possible; her rear passage continued to be an amazing fuck, and the knowledge that she was doing it to herself combined with her narration was going to push him over the edge soon. He couldn't resist grabbing her hips and beginning to thrust up to meet her as she descended.

Yelena's eyes suddenly widened, the pupils dilated, the green of her irises darkening to jade. "Oh god, everything she's saying is true, Master didn't take that command away. She's his slave, she's a filthy little slut, and she's getting off on getting fucked in the ass. It hurts, Master's cock is stretching her little asshole so wide it hurts. But she's getting so hot doing it; she feels so full. It feels good even though it hurts, and she's rubbing her little clit so hard, because getting fucked in the ass makes her hot. God have mercy on me, I'm a slutty little slave who likes getting fucked, it doesn't matter what hole!"

Tam roared when he heard that, reaching up to grab Yelena's shoulders and pull her against him as he flipped them over with his hips, pinning her back against the floor as he pulled her legs up so that he could keep fucking her ass. She gasped and twisted under him to keep her hand on her clit, her body bent in half beneath him. Propping himself above her, Tam fucked down into her ass with brutal force, desperate for release. He couldn't tell which of them came first, one triggering the other, but she was still shaking in orgasm beneath him when his last jet of cum painted her bowels.

He pushed off her and fell back onto his back, staring at the ceiling which seemed to be spinning above him. They lay beside each other, naked and sweaty, Tam on his back and Yelena on her face. Yelena rolled onto her side and whimpered a little. Neither one was capable of conversation for a while. Tam was the first to break the silence.

"Yelena, you amaze me. I can't believe how hot that was, listening to you talk like that while you fucked me with your ass."

"I can't believe I said all those things. Wait, was that a lie? I mean, I obviously believe I said it. Did you take away the lying rule too? Please tell me I was lying when I said some of those things."

"No, you believed them. Saying you can't believe something is just a figure of speech. Like if you said 'Oh no, you're ripping me in half' while I was fucking your ass, you and I would both know I wasn't literally ripping you in half. Your mind interprets the rule in such a way that you can carry on a conversation normally. At least, that's my theory. I haven't figured out how to test that yet."

"And you really didn't have any rules in place to make me more aroused that whole time?"

"No, I took them away like you asked."

"So I'm your slave and your slut. That really was all me, whoring my body out to you, coming while you fucked my ass."

Yelena contemplated the ceiling for a minute. Tam turned to watch her; he hadn't replaced the command to be calm, but she looked almost relaxed.

"It's interesting what you said, that I'm translating your rule for me in my head. Is it written down somewhere?" Yelena sounded idly curious.

"You could think of it that way. The spell lets me visualize the rules mentally and stores them for reference so I can review them with a thought. I picture them as sentences when I create them, so your mind presumably interprets them that way too. But I don't think you just fucked the hell out of me so that you could discuss the details of how I control you."