The Sky Kingdom Ch. 15

Scarlett then bit her lip in quiet contemplation before slowly rising and making her way out of the water.

"Scarlett, where are you escaping off to?" I asked in a cheerful tone as she turned back to me.

"Master, I just need to fetch something." She replied as she climbed out of the bathtub, dripping water while scrunching her hair to release water from the damp ends. I was still amazed that she'd somehow managed to keep most of it dry.

She returned not long afterwards, having dried herself, hair tied back in a ponytail and sporting a simple low-cut black thong with a coil of black leather place sat atop the towel she presented. I slid off the bench, coming to the tub's edge as she held out the towel while sinking to her knees.

"Scarlett, what is this for?" I asked as I took the towel as she held onto the leather leash.

"Master, I'm embracing this part of me. I'm your sex slave," she said with quiet confidence.

I climbed from the tub, quickly dried, wrapped myself in the towel while collecting my thoughts, and approached Scarlett.

"Embracing being a sex slave doesn't mean you have to be led around on a leash," I replied, somewhat alarmed as she held it out to me.

"I can feel how turned on you are at tying me up and leading me around. I'm your slave. Shouldn't we embrace what we both enjoy as well?"

"You enjoy being on a leash?" I asked cautiously.

"Yes, Master. I belong to you. Right, this minute, I want to feel owned," she replied as she turned her head up and away to expose her collar. I stepped forwards, taking and attaching the leash as she looked up at me expectantly.

"I think I need to take you to the bedroom," I said as I felt the awakening of my cock once more.

"Then lead on, Master," she purred.

I gave the leash a light pull for her to stand, but she stayed in place.

"Master, walk on. I will follow."

I cautiously walked away as Scarlett began crawling after me on her hands and knees. I struggled to maintain my composure as I took glimpses back at my beautiful goddess, naked on a leash, crawling behind me with the grace of a cat.

Entering our room, I made my way over to the bed as Scarlett brushed against my leg before quickly climbing up. I reached out to undo her, but she hurried up the bed, placing her hands above her head. At that point, I noticed the leather cuffs hanging from the headboard.

"Where did they come from?" I asked, bemused.

"I packed a few toys, Master," she replied with a naughty smirk.

I climbed up the bed, pinning her with my weight as I straddled her legs, "Does my little slave want to play?"

"Yes, Master, this slave needs to feel owned," she whispered as I reached up and slipped her wrists into the leather cuffs. Fortunately, they were straightforward buckles, and I quickly secured her while admiring her comely form.

"Well, if you haven't worked it out by now, I like to take good care of the things I own," I replied in the most seductive tone I could manage.

Moving up her form, I leaned in and took her mouth with mine as I became absorbed in wonder at how good it felt as she returned the kiss in kind. As I slipped down her body, I delicately traced her erogenous areas with my fingertips as she moaned. Reaching my target, I surprised her as I ran my tongue up the centre of her silk thong. I felt her shudder against me.

Using a finger to pull them to one side, I nibbled and kissed around the outside of her pussy before finally tasting her sweet nectar. I delved in with my tongue and began to lick, suck and play with her folds. She began to writhe in ecstasy as I gripped her thighs to keep her still. I appreciated our bond at this point as I used it to draw her towards her building orgasm carefully. As I drew her up and over the edge, I was surprised that she still hadn't had her release.

"Master, I'm yours. Please let me cum?" she exploded out desperately.

"Cum for me," I said into her pussy as I vigorously pushed my tongue in once more as her orgasm erupted around me. I continued my ministrations as she writhed, pulling against her bonds before settling back down.

"You are amazing, Master."

I moved beside her, smiling and reached to undo her cuffs as she tried to shift away.

"No, Master, we aren't done yet. You need to use me!"

"I said I'd take care of you, and you've been through a lot today."

"Master, you were right. They awoke what was already inside me. But they took my body and my submission by force, and I want to take back control, which involves giving it to you," she said with a determined look.

"But aren't you already...my slave?" I asked.

"I know it's only symbolic, but the side of me that wants to be submissive, that's what I want to entrust to you."

"And what exactly does this side of you want me to do? I asked as I began to get on board with the idea.

"That's up to you, Master. But I know she appreciates it when you tie her up, spank her, lead her around and fuck her when she is helpless on the bed," she finished with a sparkle in her eyes as her look pierced mine.

I took her cue and reached down to grip her already askew underwear, "Well, I wouldn't want to disappoint her!" I said as I drew them down, leaving my slave completely naked.

My towel had long since fallen away, and I was sporting a hard-on that needed satisfying as much as Scarlett was begging. She squirmed as I stroked her inner thigh and over to her clit.

"Master, I just came. My pussy is very sensitive." She whined.

Pleased by her reaction, I teased her clit with the back of my fingers as she writhed about, unconvincingly begging me to stop. Eventually, I relented and, taking a pillow from the headboard, raised her pelvis to provide better access. Rubbing the tip of my cock against the lips of her dripping pussy I slowly pressed in as pleasure engulfed me.

Scarlett's moans indicated her enjoyment as I bottomed out and began slowly shifting in and out, focussing on what felt good for us. I kissed her lips from my position above her before slipping down and nibbling her ear.

"Master, that feels so good," she hoarsely whispered.

Taking her cue further, I moved onto her neck as she purred at my ministrations, as I licked and nibbled around her neck and collar while maintaining my rhythm.

"Master, I'm going to come again." She screeched out as I wasn't quite there yet.

Taking the opportunity, I upped my pace as I began to pound in and out as she let out an expletive-ridden tirade as her orgasm reached its crescendo. The mutual pleasure coming through the bond brought me over the edge as I exploded into her once more. After a few moments of catching our breath, I realised that I'd collapsed atop Scarlett.

"Master, could you possibly...," Scarlett began as I realised the problem, took up my weight and slipped off. I reached up and released her wrists as she moved in to kiss me heatedly.

As I reached up to remove the leash, she touched my hand, moving it away. She then slipped from the bed and momentarily left the room, returning with a heated cloth in each hand. I allowed her to clean me first before she moved to do it herself diligently. I took her hand, extracting the fabric before gently running it up her folds and around her crotch as she cooed in pleasure.

She next pulled back the bed's duvet as she slithered under the covers. I joined her as she shuffled her backside into my crotch, spooning into my side as I reached an arm around to embrace her. A dainty hand then slipped into mine as I felt her push the end of her leash into my grip.

"Thank you, Master," she quietly said as I felt her beginning to drift off. As the last act before passing out myself, I drew as much mana as possible and pushed it into my mutual well, hoping it would eventually come in handy.

****

I awoke early the following morning as the sun shone through the curtains I had failed to shut. I could still feel the piece of leather in my grip as I followed the coiled leather to Scarlett, who looked serene in her sleep as she lay snuggled against my side. I spent a long time looking at her and managed not to jump when I found her eyes meeting mine as she had just stared back.

As she came to her senses, she jerked away suddenly, "Master, I am so sorry. I should have woken you up properly, and I promise it won't happen again."

Seeing her worried look, I gave a little pull on her leash that I still held and pulled her back to my side and under the duvet.

"Relax, Scarlett, and I enjoyed waking up with you in my arms. I can't say I don't appreciate it, but you don't have to do that for me every morning," I said, trying to give her my most reassuring look.

"Ok, Master, I enjoyed waking up with you too," she replied quietly. I took the opportunity of having her so close to unclip the leash as I stashed it under the pillow.

"Master, can I at least help you shower again this morning? I don't want to neglect my duties."

"Your duties are to be my companion. I am thrilled just having you here with me," I replied as she gave me an uncertain look.

"Sorry, Master, I am still getting used to not having set tasks to do every day."

"Would you prefer it if I created a routine for you?"

"I think that would help me, Master," she replied as I nodded my understanding.

"Ok, let me think about it, and I'll get back to you. Anyhow, I also wanted to ask you about last night. I know it was an emotional evening but did you mean what you said about entrusting me with the submissive part of you?" I asked cautiously.

"Yes, Master, I know it was only symbolic, but it means a lot for me to take that away from my trainers and give it to you."

I noticed the vulnerable look on her face as I squeezed her further into my side, trying to reassure her.

"So, if I have control of that part, are you taking back control of the rest?" I asked, trying to understand her thinking process better.

"Exactly, Master, I'm embracing my more dominant side while trying to get reacquainted with my previous life before Two Rivers. It sounds strange, but I haven't felt this much like myself in a few years, and that's all down to you." She replied as she somehow managed to burrow herself into my side further.

"I would honestly love to get to know every part of you," I replied heartfeltly.

We were silent until the bells in the square chimed for the 8th hour, which was my cue to sit up.

"That seems like our call to get up and shower. We've got a whole city to explore!" I said, genuinely excited as I slipped out the side.

"But the bed is so warm, and it is cold outside," Scarlett pouted as she pulled and wrapped the whole giant duvet around herself.

"I'll see you in the shower," I said as I walked naked from the room.

Passing through the main room, I noticed a side table filled with juices and pastries that would serve as an excellent breakfast. Reaching the bathroom, I put my previous knowledge to use and in no time had the array of showerheads blasting out hot water as I embraced the cascade. Standing under the water stream, I subconsciously felt Scarlett's proximity, which I assumed was our bond growing ever stronger.

She came up behind me and ran her hands up my back and around my front as she hugged me from behind.

"Master, your slave is here to bathe you."

I didn't protest as she first washed my hair before getting to work with her naughty hands, as she found every opportunity to wash my erogenous zones more thoroughly. I jumped as she ran her fingers up my perineum and between my butt cheeks. As her fingers began to massage my puckered hole, I tried to shift away. It was sensitive and strange, but her touches made me want more.

"It's ok, Master," she said reassuringly, "I know what I'm doing."

"I've never had anything in there," I tried to warn her.

"Master, I think it might help if you understood what it feels like first-hand. Are you ok with me continuing?"

I nodded my affirmation.

"Then it is time for me to enlighten you," she said as she took my hands and pulled me over to a wide wooden bench beside the shower, "can you climb up to rest on your hands and knees for me?"

I did as she asked, not entirely sure where it was going. I realised she'd come prepared when her bottle of lubricant appeared, and she poured a generous

amount into her hand as I strained to look back at her.

"Master, can you lift your bum for me?"

I did so nervously as she used her spare hand to stroke my already enlarged cock as it now pointed down. I jumped once more at the cold lubricant spread around my anus as she confidently began pressing back and forth against my opening gently.

"Push out for me, Master," she said as I felt myself do as she asked as I tried to relax.

The door suddenly opened as her finger slipped into the first knuckle, and I felt a jolt of pleasure. Once she was partially in, she moved gently from side to side and up and down as I realised she was slowly easing my anus open.

"Master, this is just one finger, but the principles are the same. When you do this with Emily or me, you need to warm up to the main event slowly."

"Are you training me?" I asked hoarsely, trying to look back at her.

"Maybe!" she replied with her usual cheeky grin.

It felt strange kneeling with her finger inside me, but I had to admit that it was much more pleasurable than I'd expected. As I relaxed further, her whole finger slipped in, and she began to stroke inside. The feeling of pleasure was indescribable as I felt my cock harden even further.

"Master, this is the male pleasure spot. Rubbing just here," she said as I moaned from the feeling, "can be intensely pleasurable...oh wow...I can feel that from you!" she finished as she continued her ministrations.

I thought I was already in heaven, but she reached down and took hold of my flag pole-like cock again. She began to very slowly run her hand up from the base to the tip as I hit a whole new level of euphoria. With the amount of stimulation, I felt myself close to the edge far faster than I'd hoped as my orgasm exploded into every nerve ending around my body. Scarlett did an excellent job directing the spurts of cum that fired from the end of my cock as she held her finger in place.

As I came down from my high, she knelt by my side, smiling at me as she slowly withdrew her finger. I felt empty all of a sudden.

"I think we can tick off that back door play is something you find pleasurable, Master," She stated as I lay as if in a trance.

She helped me to my feet and back into the water as she reapplied the soap and thoroughly cleaned me. Having done the same for herself, she led me from the shower and dutifully helped to dry me with a towel as my senses fully returned.

"Scarlett, that was just...wow!" I finally said, showing off my masterful use of Volantian.

She smiled back, pleased with herself.

After she'd finished drying off, we spent the next half hour devouring breakfast and preparing to head into town. Scarlett, per my instruction, was sporting a sophisticated black turtle neck jumper that carefully hid her collar and cuffs as well as the elegant but warm clothing a lady of the capital should be wearing at this time of year.

I wore the garb of a young noble of my station but without being too flashy, although nothing looked all that stylish once I'd swung my grandfather's sword onto my back.

After taking the lift down to the ground floor, we passed through the lobby, and I caught Oscar's eye.

"Your Highness," he boomed loud enough for the whole lobby to hear, "How can I be of service?"

"I'm looking for the finest local restaurant for dinner this evening. Do you have any recommendations?" I asked in a much more discreet tone.

"There are too many to count, but I should be able to get you a table at Gloria's," he answered, "that is perhaps the best local food in the city!"

"Thank you, that would be wonderful," I replied, making my way towards the exit with Scarlett in tow.

"Your Highness, would you like me to send for your guards? They were provided with accommodation accordingly as well."

"There is no need. We are hoping to be a little more discreet today," I responded without slowing down.

Scarlett was just as excited as I was while we wandered through the main square and down the side streets admiring the ancient architecture, temples and widespread market stalls that made the city so famous.

"Master, who are you going to dinner with this evening?" Scarlett asked after we'd just left a stall selling local glassware.

"You silly, didn't you want us to go on a date?"

Scarlett flushed bright red, "Master, I was teasing. I didn't think you were serious!"

"I want to take you on a date, and it will be a nice way for us to get to know each other in a different environment."

"But Master, I have nothing to wear," she replied sadly.

"What do you mean? You have plenty of dresses."

Scarlett looked a little embarrassed. "Master, I mostly packed clothes to excite you, primarily slave dresses and nightgowns. The clothes I wear are my only smart clothing and are not appropriate for fine dining."

"Then I have a simple solution. Let's go shopping!" I announced as I pulled out some of the heavy coin purses I carried, full of gold.

Scarlett gave me the biggest smile as she took my hand, and we wandered the streets hunting for fine clothing shops. The search didn't prove easy, given that neither Scarlett nor myself knew the city, so I decided to pop into a smart-looking shop to ask the owner.

"Are you looking to send a private message, Sir?" a kind-looking elderly man asked as we entered.

"Sorry, Sir, we were looking for directions," I replied sheepishly, "We are looking for somewhere to buy some elegant clothes.

"That'll be Barnaby Square you need then. Some shops there are even said to supply clothing to the Palace," he replied, trying to impress us as he explained that it was pretty near our hotel.

"Thank you, Sir. When you say private message, what exactly do you mean?"

"We've been providing an exclusive service for generations. We deliver anonymous messages and then facilitate responses from the receiver to the original sender. We pride ourselves on our discretion."

"That's most interesting," I said as I led Scarlett from the store.

We made our way over to Barnaby Square as I couldn't help but fixate on one message I was desperate to send. As we approached the line of elegant shops with windows filled with mannequins draped in high fashion, I turned to Scarlett.

"I've got a quick errand I'd like to run. Are you ok with starting without me, and I'll join you as quickly as possible?" I asked as I handed her a large pouch of gold coins.

"But Master...," Scarlett replied, unsure, "I want to stay with you."

"That's ok, and I won't be long," I replied as I began to wonder back the way we'd come as Scarlett gave me a fearful look at our separation.

Seeing her concern about me leaving, I decided to jog the ten minutes back to the previous shop.

"Sir, welcome back. Did you not find the square?" the man asked as I entered the shop again.

"I've left my companion there. I wanted to speak to you about sending a message anonymously. How does it work?"

"It's rather simple. We take your message and delivery details with a secure code. Upon delivery, the recipient can return a message to us using the code provided, and we will then privately have that sent on to you," the elderly man explained, "Are you interested in using our service?"

"I think so. Do I write on paper?" I asked as the man led me into a side room with a contraption with keys containing letters and numbers.

"This is a print writer. It helps with the anonymity, and we will relay the returned message with this as well. Place your message in this brass tube when you are finished."