Post by revelation on Oct 22, 2014 14:26:21 GMT
(13:02:08 ) - - Me Myself and I - -
. . . Sabaton Aventus . . .
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I liked to keep your body in this position, there was something arousing of a woman in the hold of a Man, and I was no different then the rest of us. I took a harder tug on the strands of ebon mass, nearly yanking you closer to me, if that was possible.
my nostrils flared, I inhaled your smell, the scent of your flesh filled my nose and pushed my adrenalin into a hype pushing my blood harder through the core of my body. I parted my lips and shifted my tongue forth, letting the wet muscle lick along the pillowed curve of your mouth. The mouth that so boldly had brushed to mine and steal a Kiss from me....
My head tilted back and I laughed. Aye, you where the right one to serve me in all possible ways.
" I surely Hope so.... "
I released the hold on the dark mass and added to my words.
" I will Mark you as a slave today "
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- the heat from Your lips had caused my breath to catch and I felt the color high in my cheeks again as You threw back Your head and laughed. I felt an answering smile tugging at my lips as the tip of my tongue brushed along the bottom one for a taste of You. You tasted slightly of paga, I discovered and for some reason that caused another blush. I had only tasted such once, in secret in the kitchens of my brother's tower in Ar, as it had been forbidden to the women in his house. I bit back a whimper as You pulled away from me and pushed closer to You to relax the tension of Your hand still tangled in my hair
The release of the dark strands caused me to topple back slightly, so abrupt was the motion, and I caught myself with my hands on Your leg, the touch lingering there for a moment as Your final statement registered, my face paling. I was a gorean woman. I knew what You had meant and it caused a hint of terror and dread to settle in the pit of my stomach, though I forced the polite and blank expression back to my face -
(13:14:50 ) - - Me Myself and I - -
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I was not sure of the Inn had a section in which I was able to brand you.... or if the Fort had what I needed... I contemplated my next move for a moment or two and then granted a rakehell smile to move over my face.
there was a smoulder in the line of my eyes as I watched the terror of fear claim your visage, and since I felt sort of ... nice .... today, I would allow you to know my plans.
" I am going to brand you today, I will administer a set of three Irons to your skin.... The Kef.... the Dina... and the first letter of my Name "
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-to hear it stated such, so matter of fact. I swallowed hard and felt a reflexive shake of my head. I was not consciously telling You no, but I shook my head again. Not one brand, but three and for a third time, You would change me forever. Little by little You would be making me into exactly what You wanted. It was a wild thought that went through my mind, though I did not move from where I was, there on my knees, leaning against Your leg as You relaxed there against the porch railing
I knew my voice trembled, knew that there was fear in my eyes. I knew that it would not be a forever pain, but still... I was afraid. - Why all three? - it was a bold question, one that I had no right to ask and that You were under no obligation to answer, but I still wondered if You might tell me -
(13:25:54 ) - - Me Myself and I - -
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I watched your face, how the muscles played ... maybe in shock, maybe in terror, perhaps a little bit of fear. a play of emotions....
" in order to answer that question, I will ask one first. Tell me the meaning of each brand... " I said low
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- I frowned softly and shook my head again. Meanings of each of the three brands? Two I was fairly certain I knew, the other, I was not sure. I knew what the Kef brand was, as it was a common brand in Ar. There was not a City brand, as was common in other places, such as Treve. Why would You want to know if I knew the meanings of the brands? Dark eyes met Yours again, looking up from where I knelt there, though my fingers flexed, nails scoring the leather covering Your legs slightly - The Kef represents the first letter of the word Kajira... slave... and so a script Kef is often used for a brand.
- the dina was a bit more confusing to me. I'd heard from talk about in the markets, when I passed the stalls of the slavers and when I had done work on the ovens and kitchens of slaver's houses... that the dina brand was done to mark a slave that was exceptional in some way and I answered Your question with that knowledge - I have heard slavers in the markets refer to girls as "dinas"... lovely slave flowers. In Ar, they marked exceptional girls in... this.... manner - my voice trailed off, watching You again. Had You been paying me a compliment by stating Your intention to mark my skin with a dina brand? I forced my mind back to the matter at hand now. Your initial.
This one, I did not know. The collar was the personal mark normally, not the brand. Hundreds, maybe thousands of other girls would have the Kef or dina brands... I shook my head again- Yours.. Your initial. I don't know
(13:45:12 ) - - Me Myself and I - -
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My mind was stimulated by the conversation we had, it was a simple conversation, nothing really to riddle my or your brain, but still.....
the succulent idea of the branding was sending a shiver of excitement over the line of my spine, I could feel the hair on neck rise and hiss under the string of air that ripped over my frame.
The sound of your voice danced along the hands of time and washed through the air filling the area with your thoughts.
"well, your family has taken good care of you.... I am glad you know the meaning of the two brands "
I granted you a nod and pressed my leg harder into the scraping of your nail along leather pants.
" The kef is a brand that will make sure that you are never free again.... you will die as a slave. " I paused.... " the dina is to mark you as a beautiful slave, one that is growing from a small bud into a blooming flower, because that is what happening to you, you are turning into the flower that will decorate me... "
I paused once more.... my voice grew darker and deeper. the words where dripping forth slowly and thick.
" The last brand.... is a specialty that only I do... I have invented this marking to leave no doubt in your mind and those of others, to whom you belong ...to me ... "
my right hand lifted and moved to your pubis bone and pressed to that section.
" That is where the last brand will go, it means you are Mine... and the only way you will leave my feet, is through death "
yep, The Karian Bastard at full force.
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-I felt myself drawn into Your gaze, further and further with each touch. Small white teeth bit hard into the fullness of my lower lip to keep back any sound, as my chest rose and fell with faster breath. Leave Your feet only through death, You'd said. It did not matter if it by mine... or Yours, I would belong to You forever. I waited for the panic, for the terror to set in, that I would never be free again, that I would die, as You said, as a slave.
I waited, watching Your eyes, near drowning in the dark green, shot with the quickening of mercury depths and it did not come. I could feel my body changing again, my mind screaming out in denial as my body grew warm, even hot beneath the gaze. The words slipped from my lips without my conscious permission - I will not die as a slave, my Master. I will die as Your slave.
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you seemed so calm on the outside but I was sure that there was storm brewing inside of you, a battle between giving up to me... and being mine... and it looked you where at the losing end. with every breath you took, you became more and more, my slave.
the surge of excitement was growing inside of me. tantalizing me to the fullest of my abilities and all I could do was send this menacing smile over the lines of my visage.
I pushed from the porch rail and stood in full height before you. my shoulders rolled back, the trip back from the fair had been long and I was sore.
I watched you for a moment longer and then I actually set my hand forth to snap.
" lets get this started. "
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- I was knocked back slightly when You rose so quickly and cried out softly as I landed on my hip on the porch and for a moment simply laid there. You snapped Your fingers and I knew that the expression on my face was now one of the terror that I had been expecting. I did not fool myself one moment into thinking that I had a choice in this, but for a moment I did consider begging to put off the inevitable. Everything in my mind again was screaming at me to run, but I was not willing, not yet, to risk Your anger. Not now, in any case. This touch of Yours would not give me pleasure, that much was for certain. And not one, but three brands, the third in a place that would cause a greater amount of pain, I was afraid. I stood, and waited, unsure of what I was supposed to do, and fighting the almost overwhelming urge to flee -
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Twilight thoughts passed through my mind, an illusion reaching down to touch my mind and linger in the darkness of my brain. this smile that was pushing along my face, lingered still.
the abyss of this branding was a trickle of lust on the core of my soul. like finding an ancient land and exploring it, leaving no stone unturned. leaving no space between....
boots lifted and fell to the ground made of wood, like a sober call to the play of your ears, a tranquil kiss of the cold ocean, waking you up to the moments that will come, waking you up to the future that was laying beneath the darkness of my boots, flat on your belly to the wicked will of mine.
you lifted of the ground, a puddle of flesh lost in terror, streaming fear in the very distance your feet set forth.
I headed into the Inn.... passed the counter and made it up the stairs to the room that had been mine for some time now. the air was thick, filled with fear, sweat and paga.... all in all... the dark side of Gor.....
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- the smile on Your face held me captive as it always did and when you turned and headed into the Inn and away from where I stood on the porch, I was confused. Was I to follow behind You, to the room where I had slept under furs at Your feet, or was I to remain here on the porch to await Your return? Watching You gave me pleasure though, and the fascination with You remained. I took a step forward, and then another, and finally followed You up the stairs, more timidly than I normally counted myself. Curiosity was getting the better of me however, and I wondered what You were doing. Inside the room, the thought crossed my mind to try and tempt You to pleasure instead, to try out my fledgling skills at seduction, and delay the moments of terror, pain and tears that were fast approaching
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it took you a moment to follow me, the hesitance was noted and pushed aside for now.... at a later time I would get back to it.... the surreal lift of my hand moved forth, placing the warm meat to the door handle, pressing it down and allow the room to open up, granting us the entry into the belly of your doom.
The unfamiliar smell of soap and fresh washed linens lingered in the air, the fire hearth was blazing, a crimson curtain tore through the room marking every inch with the claim of heat.
I waited for you to step inside behind me and then closed the wooden boulder to lock us both in.
my hand rose again, a willow fall of a strong limb, waving to the side, and pointing a long slender index finger to a mat by the fire.
" Kneel there in Nadu " I spoke. Vain and harsh was the sound of my voice.... hard.... and poisonous.
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-You were waiting for me at the door and the look on Your face was harder than I had seen it before and that caused a flutter in my belly, and that quickly I was near breathless in fear again. The room was clean, though rather impersonal, it could have been one of a hundred thousand rooms anywhere on Gor. The fire was lit, and the flickering flames mocked my fear as Your arm rose and I flinched at the motion. I wondered if You had noticed when You growled out the command to kneel and with movements that were graceful, if forced, I complied.
I did not look up at You when I went to my knees there upon the woven mat, feeling the rough texture of the stuff beneath my knees as they parted wide. It was the first that I had used the position, though I had been practicing it, alone and away from the eyes of those around the place. I had much free time, not belonging to anyone that lived here and only the Mistress to serve with her other house slaves. I had thought to use the position to entice You, to spread my thighs wide, the smooth mound between visble for You to see... or touch.. as pleased You as my back arched, hips thrusting forward, breasts straining the confines of the thin camisk. The dark curls fell to nearly tickle my heels as my ass rested there. My face turned away from the flames, and dark eyes closed. My hands lay in fists on the curve of parted thighs, and when they opened up to You there, the little half moon marks from my nails were visible in open palms
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The truth was setting in. The Karian Bastard was standing there, Tall Dark and Handsome, every bit of my body was tense, Arrogance was ripping from every inch of my frame, Karian Pride in every breath I took, I was the Sire of your faith and today I would play the game of Claim on your flesh.... a happening that would last for a lifetime, washing away all the darkness of fighting with your soul to surrender to the faith I had laid out for you.
Solar seas of green drifted over to you.... a stare that bore deeply into your soul and lingered their to stake my ownership into the pits of your soul.
I turned and headed to the dark chest of wood, the lid was opened and the reaching of my hand brought the three brands form the inner holding. I moved to the fire and settled the tools into the red of the flames.
and then I turned back to you.
The art of war was settled on your frame, it was a war with the fear that was reigning inside of you, but your body did as I had said, you fell to bended knees, thighs parted wide and displayed the flesh of your cunt to my view, I was pleased with the training you had given yourself, to learn to please me and try to keep me captivated with you.... it was.... interesting to say the least.
I moved to your body and lowered my hand to the dagger that was settled in its shaft on the side of my belt, the blade was taken from the hold and pushed to the garb you wore. the tip of the weapon was pushed to the valley of your breast, leaving a cold trail of iron on your skin when I cut away that horrid thing you where wearing... the clothing fell to the ground around your feet and was pushed aside by my boot.
" Now you need to rise again"
I said low and shifted to the side, the dagger moved back into its hold.
press your hands to the wall, spread your legs and hold still "
I added on....
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-with each sound in the room, I flinched again, jumping at the clink of the irons as You pulled them from Your chest and settled them into the grate over the coals. The irons would glow as red as the flames before long. I refused again to open my eyes and You had not commanded that as yet. I wanted to look , but feared that I would be a crying, begging puddle at Your feet. The self-imposed darkness was keeping me, for the moment, calm beneath Your gaze. I could feel You watching me.
The cold touch of the steel had my eyes opening with a start and it was a credit to Your steady hand that the blade did not taste flesh when I moved. The camisk that I had worn since You stripped away the robes of the woman I had been fell in ribbons to the wooden floor under Your boots. When You spoke again, my eyes did raise to Yours. I had no idea what You might see there, but I knew what I was feeling. I was not sure that I could stand, and yet, the tone of Your voice said that You would not allow my disobedience.
with some effort I did manage to stand and made myself move to the wall, but when You spoke again, my fingers curved into my palms once again before pressing against the wall. Dark eyes closed again and my voice was barely louder than a whisper- stand still? How am I to stand still for this?
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you followed my order to the fullest, your knees where soft, your voice was shaking as your words lifted to my ears. I pressed forth and set my mouth to your left ear and whispered into the shell .
" with the power of will.... you move, the brand will smear.... and it will be ugly.... each time you look at it... you will know you failed "
my voice was low, whispered, my breath kissed over your skin.....
The fire was dancing, the flames licked and lapped over the metal I had set inside and the consuming of heat was starting to set a glow of danger on the branding tools.
I waited till you had settled your body into position before I would turn from you and head back to the large Chest that held my possessions... a small vial was taken and held in hand.... the lid was taken of and tossed to the side.... a harsh smell was lifting from within... filling the air....
I headed back to you, it only took me two steps before I would reach your side.... and there I poured the liquid from the vial over your skin, the area in which I would set the branding to your skin.
" This is to clean your flesh, and make sure that you will not get an infection and die on me. "
I grew still.... my breath was slower and the tranquil pleasure was hiding the animal beneath a smile that was set over my visage. I looked like a saint, yet I was a stranger in the ancient land of agony that was about to crush over your fragile frame.
I Inhaled, like an illusion reaching down for me, when I tuned on the heels of booted feet.
sweet steps of torture washed over wood that set me to the fire to claim two of the three brands... they where joint by a link, held in place and made this a one time deal.
I retuned to you, quickly....
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-I did not look at You and when Your voice sounded softly, warmly against my ear it made me tremble at the same time it caused a tingling that I felt all the way to my toes. I had not known that You were so close, and that You could move so silently when You wished. The tears started then, falling down my face, crystal trails of salt that fell to the floor, mixing with the droplets from the vial You had poured over my skin. Bound tightly to a rack, the brand would have been perfect and all responsibility for it would have been yours. This way.... - I shook my head as I heard You this time, walking away from me. This way put the responsibility on me. It was both wonderful and diabolical at once. I did not want the pain, but I wanted to please You.
The tears fell faster now and I bent my head forward, the dark locks falling to hide my face from You. It was a test, like all the others, to see if I was meant to be Yours.... this wild thought pierced the veil of terror. I heard the steps, heard You returning from the hearth and I told myself I could... survive this... - May I.... - my voice broke and I swallowed hard - may I scream
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The salted flow of tears, was not seen by Me, I had turned away already... but the flow of words would send me the knowledge...
" you may scream "
I said....
Animalistic lust lingered in my blood, the power I had over you was a hard drug, arousing my mind with tenderness, guiding me through this abyss of pain I had the pleasure to give you. Floating memories of the past pressed through my mind, recollecting the moment I met you, every moment reaching for me, and with every image the oceans storm grew inside of me, the sweet alibi of pain was set forth when the Irons where pressed to the outer line of your thigh.
The Immortality of this marking was strange and beautiful. the stench of burning flesh rose and vaporized the air. Sixteen counts of my heart where held.... and then the mark was reaching the air in a dark hiss.....
The brand was done....
and now, when ever you would wake up, you would know you belonged....
To Me
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- I told myself that I was ready, that it would be over in seconds, that the pain would not linger, that I would forget.... over and over I repeated this in my mind, until the touch of the iron and the agony of the harsh bite of pain made my breath leave my lungs. I could not breath, I could not see and it went on and on forever. I could hear the blood rushing in my ears, hear my heartbeat and then I heard the screaming, over and over, and realized that it was coming from my own lips. My body was locked in position, forced by the sheer will You had demanded to motionlessness.
Every scene since I had met You flashed cross my memory. The first touch, Your fingers against my lips, the cold metal of the collar... the heat of Your body against mine as You pulled me atop Your lap. And finally, the agony of the marks that declared my body to belong to You forever. Time seemed to stand still, seconds became hours, days...and still the pain went on. I realized that You had taken the iron away from my skin, smelled the burned flesh and the bile rose in my throat. For a moment I felt that I would be sick, and I swallowed again and this time tasted blood, from my lips, cut by my own teeth. I struggled for a moment to stand upright again, my head pressed to the walls, marks from my nails now visible on the wood. I would never forget this
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The branding Irons where lowered into a bucket of cold water, the scream of mixture lifted and hissed forth....
your ordeal was not over yet, no it would get worse.... the hard part was yet to come....
your screams where like the angel of music to me, filling my heart with fire and greed.... every sound you made a note of my ownership on you, my power over you was growing stronger yet.... and you would remember this day forever....
" Turn and press your back to the wall " I said.... and waited for you to move...
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- I jumped with the sound of the iron hitting the water, the hiss of the steam and the clang of the metal sending another stab of fear. I was sobbing openly now, the pain worse than anything I had felt, burning, throbbing deep in my skin. I heard Your voice again and felt a new terror. Your brand was yet to come, set in one of the most tender spots on my body. I wanted right now to fall to my knees and was not certain if I could hold still again. Power of will, knowing I failed... these things crept through my mind like thieves, stealing away my resolve.
Each movement was agony, shooting pain through my body as I turned. I fought to slow my breathing, and my nails cut into my palms as I leaned against the wall, letting the rough wood support my weight somewhat. I still did not look at You, did nothing to stop the flow of tears down my cheeks and did not speak. One more.... I would survive this, but no, I would not forget
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your face was a mixture of anger and pain, tears fell over dark lashes and hugged along the curve of your face trailing along your chin and fall over the round globes of your breast. every bit of your body was showing the strain of the branding but there was no compassion on my face, no feelings of sorry for this pain that was raging in side of your chest, on the contrary, a claiming smile was set on my face, pride and arrogance set in me, with the work I was doing the eternal Marking of you... marking you to slavery and more.... marking you mine.
I reached my hand into my pocket and extracted a small piece of paper that held a odd looking powder to it, it was opened and held .....
my other hand reached for the Iron, The large letter A with a circle around it was held to your face, to allow you to look at it before I would lower it to your flesh.
my heart was racing, pleasure, lust.... raged through me.... I moved a step closer and lowered to one bended knee, setting the focus of my eyes to the section of flesh that would be harshly raped in just a moments time.... my hand moved forth and caressed the section above your pubis bone, right at the valley to your cunt...tasting to soft flesh and making sure I had the right spot and then.... quickly the brand was lowered, pressed to your flesh to bite and rip into your core... Hissing and screaming along your meat... Marking you.... claiming you......
The Iron lifted and the Powder was dribbled on the spot that now held the letter A, imbedded on you... for ever
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-I could feel Your gaze on me and opened my eyes for a moment. The dark chocolate depths were swimming in tears that fell freely down my face, and full of pain, terror and yes, that sheer force of will to remain standing, to remain still beneath the iron's assault. My breath sucked in, then hissed out as You held the brand for me to see. It was well cut, and would leave a beautiful mark, but all that I could contemplate at this moment was how it would sear agony into my flesh in a place where only You had touched in pleasure.
When You lowered to Your knee and brought the iron close enough for me to feel it's heat, I closed my eyes again and let my head fall back against the wall. When the brand touched, again, I screamed, my voice hoarse, broken at the end, the sobbing the only sound past Your breathing and the beating of our hearts. Something else touched the brand and I hissed at the contact with raw and painful skin. I did not know what You had done and did not care. I was going to fall, I thought to myself as I opened my eyes, watching the darkness creep into the edges of my vision
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you had lasted longer then I had hoped for, most would have had passed out sooner.... the iron had slipped into the bucket, the colourful powder had been set too, and then when you buckled my hands where actually free to capture you, you landed in my arms....
you where light as a feather when I carried you over to the bed I had been sleeping in... I pressed your back to the cushions and allowed you to rest....
your position was set forth, securing the burned skin in the open and make sure no objects would hug to the wound...
I moved to the kitchen room, took claim of a Paga bota and returned to your side, I took a seat and began to drink.....
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says to - - Me Myself and I - - : -I welcomed the darkness and did not know the moment when Your arms caught me up. Some moments later I could feel a pull from the darkness, but there were vicious things there, that waited, waited to drag me back into the pain that the darkness had saved me from. I opened my eyes and was awake with a sharply indrawn breath then a low sound as the burning ache of the brands returned with a vengence. The brand that marked me Yours alone was throbbing more than the others, and I gave that to it being in that tender spot. I did not remember falling, and my eyes went to Yours, my expression questioning as a question burst from my lips without thought... - Did I spoil the last one? Your brand, is it perfect?
It mattered more to me that this one, THIS brand be perfect than the others. This one meant the most to You and so it meant the most to me. I had tried so hard....
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I nodded and said low " it is perfect.... sleep some " and then I lifted my Hand and began to caress your head.... letting my mouth taste more and more of the Paga... Till I too.... would fall asleep
"Most simply the brand is supposed to convince the girl that she is truly owned; it is supposed to make her feel owned. When the iron is pulled away and she knows the pain and degradation and smells the odor of her burned flesh, she is supposed to tell herself, understanding its full and terrible import, I AM HIS." Outlaw of Gor, pg 189
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I liked to keep your body in this position, there was something arousing of a woman in the hold of a Man, and I was no different then the rest of us. I took a harder tug on the strands of ebon mass, nearly yanking you closer to me, if that was possible.
my nostrils flared, I inhaled your smell, the scent of your flesh filled my nose and pushed my adrenalin into a hype pushing my blood harder through the core of my body. I parted my lips and shifted my tongue forth, letting the wet muscle lick along the pillowed curve of your mouth. The mouth that so boldly had brushed to mine and steal a Kiss from me....
My head tilted back and I laughed. Aye, you where the right one to serve me in all possible ways.
" I surely Hope so.... "
I released the hold on the dark mass and added to my words.
" I will Mark you as a slave today "
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- the heat from Your lips had caused my breath to catch and I felt the color high in my cheeks again as You threw back Your head and laughed. I felt an answering smile tugging at my lips as the tip of my tongue brushed along the bottom one for a taste of You. You tasted slightly of paga, I discovered and for some reason that caused another blush. I had only tasted such once, in secret in the kitchens of my brother's tower in Ar, as it had been forbidden to the women in his house. I bit back a whimper as You pulled away from me and pushed closer to You to relax the tension of Your hand still tangled in my hair
The release of the dark strands caused me to topple back slightly, so abrupt was the motion, and I caught myself with my hands on Your leg, the touch lingering there for a moment as Your final statement registered, my face paling. I was a gorean woman. I knew what You had meant and it caused a hint of terror and dread to settle in the pit of my stomach, though I forced the polite and blank expression back to my face -
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I was not sure of the Inn had a section in which I was able to brand you.... or if the Fort had what I needed... I contemplated my next move for a moment or two and then granted a rakehell smile to move over my face.
there was a smoulder in the line of my eyes as I watched the terror of fear claim your visage, and since I felt sort of ... nice .... today, I would allow you to know my plans.
" I am going to brand you today, I will administer a set of three Irons to your skin.... The Kef.... the Dina... and the first letter of my Name "
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-to hear it stated such, so matter of fact. I swallowed hard and felt a reflexive shake of my head. I was not consciously telling You no, but I shook my head again. Not one brand, but three and for a third time, You would change me forever. Little by little You would be making me into exactly what You wanted. It was a wild thought that went through my mind, though I did not move from where I was, there on my knees, leaning against Your leg as You relaxed there against the porch railing
I knew my voice trembled, knew that there was fear in my eyes. I knew that it would not be a forever pain, but still... I was afraid. - Why all three? - it was a bold question, one that I had no right to ask and that You were under no obligation to answer, but I still wondered if You might tell me -
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I watched your face, how the muscles played ... maybe in shock, maybe in terror, perhaps a little bit of fear. a play of emotions....
" in order to answer that question, I will ask one first. Tell me the meaning of each brand... " I said low
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- I frowned softly and shook my head again. Meanings of each of the three brands? Two I was fairly certain I knew, the other, I was not sure. I knew what the Kef brand was, as it was a common brand in Ar. There was not a City brand, as was common in other places, such as Treve. Why would You want to know if I knew the meanings of the brands? Dark eyes met Yours again, looking up from where I knelt there, though my fingers flexed, nails scoring the leather covering Your legs slightly - The Kef represents the first letter of the word Kajira... slave... and so a script Kef is often used for a brand.
- the dina was a bit more confusing to me. I'd heard from talk about in the markets, when I passed the stalls of the slavers and when I had done work on the ovens and kitchens of slaver's houses... that the dina brand was done to mark a slave that was exceptional in some way and I answered Your question with that knowledge - I have heard slavers in the markets refer to girls as "dinas"... lovely slave flowers. In Ar, they marked exceptional girls in... this.... manner - my voice trailed off, watching You again. Had You been paying me a compliment by stating Your intention to mark my skin with a dina brand? I forced my mind back to the matter at hand now. Your initial.
This one, I did not know. The collar was the personal mark normally, not the brand. Hundreds, maybe thousands of other girls would have the Kef or dina brands... I shook my head again- Yours.. Your initial. I don't know
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My mind was stimulated by the conversation we had, it was a simple conversation, nothing really to riddle my or your brain, but still.....
the succulent idea of the branding was sending a shiver of excitement over the line of my spine, I could feel the hair on neck rise and hiss under the string of air that ripped over my frame.
The sound of your voice danced along the hands of time and washed through the air filling the area with your thoughts.
"well, your family has taken good care of you.... I am glad you know the meaning of the two brands "
I granted you a nod and pressed my leg harder into the scraping of your nail along leather pants.
" The kef is a brand that will make sure that you are never free again.... you will die as a slave. " I paused.... " the dina is to mark you as a beautiful slave, one that is growing from a small bud into a blooming flower, because that is what happening to you, you are turning into the flower that will decorate me... "
I paused once more.... my voice grew darker and deeper. the words where dripping forth slowly and thick.
" The last brand.... is a specialty that only I do... I have invented this marking to leave no doubt in your mind and those of others, to whom you belong ...to me ... "
my right hand lifted and moved to your pubis bone and pressed to that section.
" That is where the last brand will go, it means you are Mine... and the only way you will leave my feet, is through death "
yep, The Karian Bastard at full force.
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-I felt myself drawn into Your gaze, further and further with each touch. Small white teeth bit hard into the fullness of my lower lip to keep back any sound, as my chest rose and fell with faster breath. Leave Your feet only through death, You'd said. It did not matter if it by mine... or Yours, I would belong to You forever. I waited for the panic, for the terror to set in, that I would never be free again, that I would die, as You said, as a slave.
I waited, watching Your eyes, near drowning in the dark green, shot with the quickening of mercury depths and it did not come. I could feel my body changing again, my mind screaming out in denial as my body grew warm, even hot beneath the gaze. The words slipped from my lips without my conscious permission - I will not die as a slave, my Master. I will die as Your slave.
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you seemed so calm on the outside but I was sure that there was storm brewing inside of you, a battle between giving up to me... and being mine... and it looked you where at the losing end. with every breath you took, you became more and more, my slave.
the surge of excitement was growing inside of me. tantalizing me to the fullest of my abilities and all I could do was send this menacing smile over the lines of my visage.
I pushed from the porch rail and stood in full height before you. my shoulders rolled back, the trip back from the fair had been long and I was sore.
I watched you for a moment longer and then I actually set my hand forth to snap.
" lets get this started. "
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- I was knocked back slightly when You rose so quickly and cried out softly as I landed on my hip on the porch and for a moment simply laid there. You snapped Your fingers and I knew that the expression on my face was now one of the terror that I had been expecting. I did not fool myself one moment into thinking that I had a choice in this, but for a moment I did consider begging to put off the inevitable. Everything in my mind again was screaming at me to run, but I was not willing, not yet, to risk Your anger. Not now, in any case. This touch of Yours would not give me pleasure, that much was for certain. And not one, but three brands, the third in a place that would cause a greater amount of pain, I was afraid. I stood, and waited, unsure of what I was supposed to do, and fighting the almost overwhelming urge to flee -
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Twilight thoughts passed through my mind, an illusion reaching down to touch my mind and linger in the darkness of my brain. this smile that was pushing along my face, lingered still.
the abyss of this branding was a trickle of lust on the core of my soul. like finding an ancient land and exploring it, leaving no stone unturned. leaving no space between....
boots lifted and fell to the ground made of wood, like a sober call to the play of your ears, a tranquil kiss of the cold ocean, waking you up to the moments that will come, waking you up to the future that was laying beneath the darkness of my boots, flat on your belly to the wicked will of mine.
you lifted of the ground, a puddle of flesh lost in terror, streaming fear in the very distance your feet set forth.
I headed into the Inn.... passed the counter and made it up the stairs to the room that had been mine for some time now. the air was thick, filled with fear, sweat and paga.... all in all... the dark side of Gor.....
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- the smile on Your face held me captive as it always did and when you turned and headed into the Inn and away from where I stood on the porch, I was confused. Was I to follow behind You, to the room where I had slept under furs at Your feet, or was I to remain here on the porch to await Your return? Watching You gave me pleasure though, and the fascination with You remained. I took a step forward, and then another, and finally followed You up the stairs, more timidly than I normally counted myself. Curiosity was getting the better of me however, and I wondered what You were doing. Inside the room, the thought crossed my mind to try and tempt You to pleasure instead, to try out my fledgling skills at seduction, and delay the moments of terror, pain and tears that were fast approaching
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it took you a moment to follow me, the hesitance was noted and pushed aside for now.... at a later time I would get back to it.... the surreal lift of my hand moved forth, placing the warm meat to the door handle, pressing it down and allow the room to open up, granting us the entry into the belly of your doom.
The unfamiliar smell of soap and fresh washed linens lingered in the air, the fire hearth was blazing, a crimson curtain tore through the room marking every inch with the claim of heat.
I waited for you to step inside behind me and then closed the wooden boulder to lock us both in.
my hand rose again, a willow fall of a strong limb, waving to the side, and pointing a long slender index finger to a mat by the fire.
" Kneel there in Nadu " I spoke. Vain and harsh was the sound of my voice.... hard.... and poisonous.
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-You were waiting for me at the door and the look on Your face was harder than I had seen it before and that caused a flutter in my belly, and that quickly I was near breathless in fear again. The room was clean, though rather impersonal, it could have been one of a hundred thousand rooms anywhere on Gor. The fire was lit, and the flickering flames mocked my fear as Your arm rose and I flinched at the motion. I wondered if You had noticed when You growled out the command to kneel and with movements that were graceful, if forced, I complied.
I did not look up at You when I went to my knees there upon the woven mat, feeling the rough texture of the stuff beneath my knees as they parted wide. It was the first that I had used the position, though I had been practicing it, alone and away from the eyes of those around the place. I had much free time, not belonging to anyone that lived here and only the Mistress to serve with her other house slaves. I had thought to use the position to entice You, to spread my thighs wide, the smooth mound between visble for You to see... or touch.. as pleased You as my back arched, hips thrusting forward, breasts straining the confines of the thin camisk. The dark curls fell to nearly tickle my heels as my ass rested there. My face turned away from the flames, and dark eyes closed. My hands lay in fists on the curve of parted thighs, and when they opened up to You there, the little half moon marks from my nails were visible in open palms
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The truth was setting in. The Karian Bastard was standing there, Tall Dark and Handsome, every bit of my body was tense, Arrogance was ripping from every inch of my frame, Karian Pride in every breath I took, I was the Sire of your faith and today I would play the game of Claim on your flesh.... a happening that would last for a lifetime, washing away all the darkness of fighting with your soul to surrender to the faith I had laid out for you.
Solar seas of green drifted over to you.... a stare that bore deeply into your soul and lingered their to stake my ownership into the pits of your soul.
I turned and headed to the dark chest of wood, the lid was opened and the reaching of my hand brought the three brands form the inner holding. I moved to the fire and settled the tools into the red of the flames.
and then I turned back to you.
The art of war was settled on your frame, it was a war with the fear that was reigning inside of you, but your body did as I had said, you fell to bended knees, thighs parted wide and displayed the flesh of your cunt to my view, I was pleased with the training you had given yourself, to learn to please me and try to keep me captivated with you.... it was.... interesting to say the least.
I moved to your body and lowered my hand to the dagger that was settled in its shaft on the side of my belt, the blade was taken from the hold and pushed to the garb you wore. the tip of the weapon was pushed to the valley of your breast, leaving a cold trail of iron on your skin when I cut away that horrid thing you where wearing... the clothing fell to the ground around your feet and was pushed aside by my boot.
" Now you need to rise again"
I said low and shifted to the side, the dagger moved back into its hold.
press your hands to the wall, spread your legs and hold still "
I added on....
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-with each sound in the room, I flinched again, jumping at the clink of the irons as You pulled them from Your chest and settled them into the grate over the coals. The irons would glow as red as the flames before long. I refused again to open my eyes and You had not commanded that as yet. I wanted to look , but feared that I would be a crying, begging puddle at Your feet. The self-imposed darkness was keeping me, for the moment, calm beneath Your gaze. I could feel You watching me.
The cold touch of the steel had my eyes opening with a start and it was a credit to Your steady hand that the blade did not taste flesh when I moved. The camisk that I had worn since You stripped away the robes of the woman I had been fell in ribbons to the wooden floor under Your boots. When You spoke again, my eyes did raise to Yours. I had no idea what You might see there, but I knew what I was feeling. I was not sure that I could stand, and yet, the tone of Your voice said that You would not allow my disobedience.
with some effort I did manage to stand and made myself move to the wall, but when You spoke again, my fingers curved into my palms once again before pressing against the wall. Dark eyes closed again and my voice was barely louder than a whisper- stand still? How am I to stand still for this?
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you followed my order to the fullest, your knees where soft, your voice was shaking as your words lifted to my ears. I pressed forth and set my mouth to your left ear and whispered into the shell .
" with the power of will.... you move, the brand will smear.... and it will be ugly.... each time you look at it... you will know you failed "
my voice was low, whispered, my breath kissed over your skin.....
The fire was dancing, the flames licked and lapped over the metal I had set inside and the consuming of heat was starting to set a glow of danger on the branding tools.
I waited till you had settled your body into position before I would turn from you and head back to the large Chest that held my possessions... a small vial was taken and held in hand.... the lid was taken of and tossed to the side.... a harsh smell was lifting from within... filling the air....
I headed back to you, it only took me two steps before I would reach your side.... and there I poured the liquid from the vial over your skin, the area in which I would set the branding to your skin.
" This is to clean your flesh, and make sure that you will not get an infection and die on me. "
I grew still.... my breath was slower and the tranquil pleasure was hiding the animal beneath a smile that was set over my visage. I looked like a saint, yet I was a stranger in the ancient land of agony that was about to crush over your fragile frame.
I Inhaled, like an illusion reaching down for me, when I tuned on the heels of booted feet.
sweet steps of torture washed over wood that set me to the fire to claim two of the three brands... they where joint by a link, held in place and made this a one time deal.
I retuned to you, quickly....
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-I did not look at You and when Your voice sounded softly, warmly against my ear it made me tremble at the same time it caused a tingling that I felt all the way to my toes. I had not known that You were so close, and that You could move so silently when You wished. The tears started then, falling down my face, crystal trails of salt that fell to the floor, mixing with the droplets from the vial You had poured over my skin. Bound tightly to a rack, the brand would have been perfect and all responsibility for it would have been yours. This way.... - I shook my head as I heard You this time, walking away from me. This way put the responsibility on me. It was both wonderful and diabolical at once. I did not want the pain, but I wanted to please You.
The tears fell faster now and I bent my head forward, the dark locks falling to hide my face from You. It was a test, like all the others, to see if I was meant to be Yours.... this wild thought pierced the veil of terror. I heard the steps, heard You returning from the hearth and I told myself I could... survive this... - May I.... - my voice broke and I swallowed hard - may I scream
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The salted flow of tears, was not seen by Me, I had turned away already... but the flow of words would send me the knowledge...
" you may scream "
I said....
Animalistic lust lingered in my blood, the power I had over you was a hard drug, arousing my mind with tenderness, guiding me through this abyss of pain I had the pleasure to give you. Floating memories of the past pressed through my mind, recollecting the moment I met you, every moment reaching for me, and with every image the oceans storm grew inside of me, the sweet alibi of pain was set forth when the Irons where pressed to the outer line of your thigh.
The Immortality of this marking was strange and beautiful. the stench of burning flesh rose and vaporized the air. Sixteen counts of my heart where held.... and then the mark was reaching the air in a dark hiss.....
The brand was done....
and now, when ever you would wake up, you would know you belonged....
To Me
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- I told myself that I was ready, that it would be over in seconds, that the pain would not linger, that I would forget.... over and over I repeated this in my mind, until the touch of the iron and the agony of the harsh bite of pain made my breath leave my lungs. I could not breath, I could not see and it went on and on forever. I could hear the blood rushing in my ears, hear my heartbeat and then I heard the screaming, over and over, and realized that it was coming from my own lips. My body was locked in position, forced by the sheer will You had demanded to motionlessness.
Every scene since I had met You flashed cross my memory. The first touch, Your fingers against my lips, the cold metal of the collar... the heat of Your body against mine as You pulled me atop Your lap. And finally, the agony of the marks that declared my body to belong to You forever. Time seemed to stand still, seconds became hours, days...and still the pain went on. I realized that You had taken the iron away from my skin, smelled the burned flesh and the bile rose in my throat. For a moment I felt that I would be sick, and I swallowed again and this time tasted blood, from my lips, cut by my own teeth. I struggled for a moment to stand upright again, my head pressed to the walls, marks from my nails now visible on the wood. I would never forget this
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The branding Irons where lowered into a bucket of cold water, the scream of mixture lifted and hissed forth....
your ordeal was not over yet, no it would get worse.... the hard part was yet to come....
your screams where like the angel of music to me, filling my heart with fire and greed.... every sound you made a note of my ownership on you, my power over you was growing stronger yet.... and you would remember this day forever....
" Turn and press your back to the wall " I said.... and waited for you to move...
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- I jumped with the sound of the iron hitting the water, the hiss of the steam and the clang of the metal sending another stab of fear. I was sobbing openly now, the pain worse than anything I had felt, burning, throbbing deep in my skin. I heard Your voice again and felt a new terror. Your brand was yet to come, set in one of the most tender spots on my body. I wanted right now to fall to my knees and was not certain if I could hold still again. Power of will, knowing I failed... these things crept through my mind like thieves, stealing away my resolve.
Each movement was agony, shooting pain through my body as I turned. I fought to slow my breathing, and my nails cut into my palms as I leaned against the wall, letting the rough wood support my weight somewhat. I still did not look at You, did nothing to stop the flow of tears down my cheeks and did not speak. One more.... I would survive this, but no, I would not forget
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your face was a mixture of anger and pain, tears fell over dark lashes and hugged along the curve of your face trailing along your chin and fall over the round globes of your breast. every bit of your body was showing the strain of the branding but there was no compassion on my face, no feelings of sorry for this pain that was raging in side of your chest, on the contrary, a claiming smile was set on my face, pride and arrogance set in me, with the work I was doing the eternal Marking of you... marking you to slavery and more.... marking you mine.
I reached my hand into my pocket and extracted a small piece of paper that held a odd looking powder to it, it was opened and held .....
my other hand reached for the Iron, The large letter A with a circle around it was held to your face, to allow you to look at it before I would lower it to your flesh.
my heart was racing, pleasure, lust.... raged through me.... I moved a step closer and lowered to one bended knee, setting the focus of my eyes to the section of flesh that would be harshly raped in just a moments time.... my hand moved forth and caressed the section above your pubis bone, right at the valley to your cunt...tasting to soft flesh and making sure I had the right spot and then.... quickly the brand was lowered, pressed to your flesh to bite and rip into your core... Hissing and screaming along your meat... Marking you.... claiming you......
The Iron lifted and the Powder was dribbled on the spot that now held the letter A, imbedded on you... for ever
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-I could feel Your gaze on me and opened my eyes for a moment. The dark chocolate depths were swimming in tears that fell freely down my face, and full of pain, terror and yes, that sheer force of will to remain standing, to remain still beneath the iron's assault. My breath sucked in, then hissed out as You held the brand for me to see. It was well cut, and would leave a beautiful mark, but all that I could contemplate at this moment was how it would sear agony into my flesh in a place where only You had touched in pleasure.
When You lowered to Your knee and brought the iron close enough for me to feel it's heat, I closed my eyes again and let my head fall back against the wall. When the brand touched, again, I screamed, my voice hoarse, broken at the end, the sobbing the only sound past Your breathing and the beating of our hearts. Something else touched the brand and I hissed at the contact with raw and painful skin. I did not know what You had done and did not care. I was going to fall, I thought to myself as I opened my eyes, watching the darkness creep into the edges of my vision
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you had lasted longer then I had hoped for, most would have had passed out sooner.... the iron had slipped into the bucket, the colourful powder had been set too, and then when you buckled my hands where actually free to capture you, you landed in my arms....
you where light as a feather when I carried you over to the bed I had been sleeping in... I pressed your back to the cushions and allowed you to rest....
your position was set forth, securing the burned skin in the open and make sure no objects would hug to the wound...
I moved to the kitchen room, took claim of a Paga bota and returned to your side, I took a seat and began to drink.....
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says to - - Me Myself and I - - : -I welcomed the darkness and did not know the moment when Your arms caught me up. Some moments later I could feel a pull from the darkness, but there were vicious things there, that waited, waited to drag me back into the pain that the darkness had saved me from. I opened my eyes and was awake with a sharply indrawn breath then a low sound as the burning ache of the brands returned with a vengence. The brand that marked me Yours alone was throbbing more than the others, and I gave that to it being in that tender spot. I did not remember falling, and my eyes went to Yours, my expression questioning as a question burst from my lips without thought... - Did I spoil the last one? Your brand, is it perfect?
It mattered more to me that this one, THIS brand be perfect than the others. This one meant the most to You and so it meant the most to me. I had tried so hard....
16:04:12 ) - - Me Myself and I - -
. . . Sabaton Aventus . . .
. . Captain of the Apocalyptica . .
. Guest of Fort Voltai/IC .
within the Personal room
says to - Revelation - property :
I nodded and said low " it is perfect.... sleep some " and then I lifted my Hand and began to caress your head.... letting my mouth taste more and more of the Paga... Till I too.... would fall asleep
"Most simply the brand is supposed to convince the girl that she is truly owned; it is supposed to make her feel owned. When the iron is pulled away and she knows the pain and degradation and smells the odor of her burned flesh, she is supposed to tell herself, understanding its full and terrible import, I AM HIS." Outlaw of Gor, pg 189