Kindred Spirit Lodge Presents

Sullen Slut

by Shasa, Lord Sirius & sarah
July 11th, 2002~~Sept. 14th, 2002

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(Shasa) --

Shasa pushed the carrots away from the small remaining hunk of venison steak on her plate. Just why some people needed to ruin a good carnivore-feed with intrusive vegetables, was beyond her. A firm nose pressed into her thigh reminded her that not everyone disliked cooked carrots. With a grunt of disgust, Shasa dropped her fork on the table, and yielded the rest of her meal to an eager, drooling yellow lab.

Shasa propped a booted foot against an empty chair, and let her head fall back against the wall. She’d chosen to sit in a darkened corner for dinner, as it seemed to fit her mood. Kindred had immediately felt the difference in the sailor, and gave her a wide berth. Shasa flexed her hands and sighed. She didn’t even know what was bothering her, and that fact in itself was increasing her frustration. She needed a distraction.

Shasa slowly took in the other occupants of the room. Xena, Gabrielle and Alison had their heads together, the smile on Alison’s face telling the sailor that whatever scheme they were devising was grand indeed. Freya and Amber sat closely together, deep in quiet conversation. In extreme contrast, DJ, Kit, Ikarias, Rach, Lou, Robyn, Savay and Kitty surrounded a large table, laughing heartily and placing bets on some wrestling match.

Nessa, Killian, Aria and Klancy sat nearby. The Celt feigned disinterest in the betting table, yet watched closely, even as the Courtly One regaled her with a tale. Aria’s amused eyes traveled from one tablemate to another, and Killian simply sat staring off across the room. Shasa’s piercing green eyes moved lazily along, following the sub’s gaze past several strangers and travelers, until they landed squarely on Sarah and Sirius.

Shasa looked back at Killian’s expression with curiosity, and then comprehension. She’d heard that there had been some form of demonstration in the dungeon a few days before, and that Killian and Sarah had endured punishment from Sirius for some misdeed. But that night had been the one in which she’d returned to the Lodge, and she’d been pre-occupied. Shasa smiled in spite of her foul mood. It was the night Alison had welcomed her home.

Shasa cocked her head at Killian. Why was the troublesome sub staring at Sirius with…erotic fear written all over her face? Had she not already learned her lesson?

Green eyes smoothly sailed back to Sirius and Sarah. What was it about this Lord? She looked just like any other warrior in the room--handsome and rugged, with an “I’m too tough for my leathers” air about her.

A hard bump to her thigh got Shasa’s attention, and she accepted the squeaky-clean plate that Meika held carefully in her mouth. She set it back on the table before returning inquisitive eyes to Sirius. She found herself unconsciously appraising, scrutinizing and assessing the butch. When she realized it, she shook her head and scowled.

Maybe she’d try her on for size sometime, but not tonight. Shasa snorted. Tonight, any approaching warrior would be an oxymoron waiting to happen.

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(Lord Sirius) --

Sirius sat at her table with sarah. She felt the eyes on her. No need to look, she knew to whom they belonged. She had been observing the restless behavior of the warrior who sat at the darkened table. The way she sat foot propped up on a chair. The agitated mannerisms. And the staring.

Sirius had forgiven it the first time round but when she felt the eyes settle on her table again Sirius took note. She turned her head towards the petulant warrior, but did not meet her gaze. Sirius turned back to sarah, feeling the eyes turn with her. A game as old as time she mused to herself, the spider and the fly. 'And a spirited one she is too!' she thought to herself. A faint trace of a smile began to appear on the Dark Lord's face. And so the game continued for a short time. The sullen sub sat and continued to sigh and move about in her seat. Staring when she thought Sirius wasn't looking, and staring when she thought she would catch the Dark One's eyes.

Sirius had not seen this one during the little punishment session with sarah and killian the other night. Being away a good deal of the time Sirius often returned to find new Lodgers. Was this one new? Or had she just not noticed her before? That was possible. She spent little time here and most of it was spent with her beloved wench. The two of them shared a vision of darkness few understood. Sirius spoke animatedly and sarah listened, sometimes breaking out in laughter. Shasa continued to stare.

She seemed to be studying Sirius. Indeed Shasa had already taken long lingering looks at the Sirius' powerful thighs encased in the black leather breeches. The restless sub stared hungrily at the dark haired woman that sat across the room from her. The scar over her left eye seemed to add to her rugged beauty. The long coal black braids that lay draped across Sirius' shoulders and hung a good third of the way down that strong back.

Shasa took it all in. She was in a mood to be sure. As Sirius seemed to turn innocently towards her again Shasa got a good view of the shapely swell of what appeared to be a wicked pair of breasts. She had heard that the Domme had stripped to the waist the other night. For a fleeting moment Shasa wished she had been there to witness that, but remembering the reason for her absence Shasa forgave herself that missed opportunity. She watched as Sirius used her hands to express herself, perhaps belying her mysterious ancestry. She watched those hands with growing interest. Long fingers, delicately manicured. But the fingers were not those of someone pampered. The hands were strong.

Shasa's mind wandered every so slightly as she stared at the hands. A faint tremor ran through her as she pictured those strong hands grasping her breasts. She could almost feel the rough hands spreading her thighs and..... Shasa roused herself from her little dream. She dropped her leg and immediately felt the moisture seeping slowly past her swelling lips.. She squirmed in her seat, the faint pressure on her cunt was driving her crazy. She was full of pent up energy, sexual tension. Shasa's eyes made on last sweep of the beautiful woman across the room from her. 'Dammit' she grumbled to herself. The frustration was just too much, she had to have relief soon even if she had to take matters into her own hands. She had to leave now or else. 'Just who was this woman anyway? She rides in her on her butch broomstick and casts a spell over everybody. Well not me bucko ' Shasa said defiantly to herself. Shasa stood up and turned towards the door. Her dog got up to follow.

Everyone had noticed Shasa's sour mood and had given her space. Everyone that is except Sirius. Watching from the corner of her eye, Sirius had anticipated Shasa's every move. She had been watching the sullen slut's obvious behavior. Sirius had worked up an appetite the other night. The Dark Lord was still in a state. sarah had been receiving the benefit of that state for several nights now. The smile on her face left no question as to what she was getting every night. Yes! Shasa had noticed that smile and more than once she wondered what went on behind closed doors.

Shasa was in a foul mood. She started quickly across the room , then looked back to see where the lab was. WHAM! Shasa stepped backwards. She felt as if she had collided with a wooden door. She was livid now. She was gonna tear into somebody right now! She noticed the boots first. The rich thick leather, beautifully hand worked and constructed. Her heart skipped a beat as her eyes traveled quickly upwards! Oh no! The black leather stretched sinfully over strong thighs. The soft skinned shirt opened halfway down. She caught a glimpse of a breast before her.

"Good evening Shasa" . The voice a rich mellow tone, struck a chord deep within her. Shasa the sullen slut was taken off guard. She looked up into that handsome face and knew she was lost. The dark smoldering eyes drew her in. They held her captive. She could barely breathe. Shasa found herself staring into the darkest eyes she had ever seen. They glowed with an intensity Shasa had never seen before, or felt. For she truly felt those eyes on her, all over her.. They were not so much dark in hue. It was the feeling of dread that swept over Shasa as those burning orbs seemed to pierce her very soul.

She felt herself become lightheaded and her hands trembled slightly as she stood rooted as if nailed to the very spot by those eyes. She felt them crawl slowly over her flesh. She broke out in goose bumps. What could only be described as a cold sweat swept over her. She felt violated, literally. What had she done? Could she not look away? Her body felt heavy as if laden down with a great weight. Her extremities began to swell and tingle. She blushed a bright red and felt the tips of her ears burning. Her nipples stiffened, and grew painfully taut. Below , between her legs she felt a roiling heat.

It was over as quickly as it had started. The eyes released her and she stumbled forward as if in a drunken stupor. Sirius returned to sarah and whispered something to her. sarah giggled as she looked at Shasa. The embarrassed women felt as if her feet were made of clay as she walked stiffly away, not daring to look back. She jumped as she felt a hand clasp her shoulder....but, oddly there was no one there. She hurried brusquely from the room. Curiosity killed the cat they say. Shasa felt like a cat on her 9th life. She escaped.... just barely.

Sirius licked her lips as she spoke with sarah. She pulled sarah to her feet then kissed her possessively as her large hands crept down the small sub's back and gripped her ass cheeks in their claw like grip. The sweet sub whimpered feeling the heat from Sirius touch on her body.

Shasa breathed a sigh of relief when the door of the lodge closed solidly behind her. Her heart was still beating like the fluttering wings of a bird. She was extremely aroused now. Her nerves were on edge, raw. She could feel the lips of her cunt pulsing with need. I need to cool off quick the sullen brat decided. She took the path that led to the springs.

The moon provided just enough brightness to light the way. She looked around and seeing no one she stopped and leaned against a tree. Spreading her legs she shoved her hand down her breeches. Tilting her head back against the tree she began to finger herself quickly. Without thinking she became focused on an imaginary image of Sirius, stripped to the waist and administering harsh punishment. Not to sarah and killian, no, Shasa saw herself in that situation. She began to breathe heavily as her eyes slowly closed.

What? What was that? Shasa quickly withdrew her hand. She peered into the darkness. Had she heard something? Was somebody there? She could not shake the image of Sirius from her mind as she continued on her way to the springs. Damn that butch! Shasa was hers for the taking. Shasa wanted it now. And what Shasa wants .. Suddenly the images of a spider and a fly crept into her head. Shasa began to wonder just who was the spider and who was the fly.

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(Lord Sirius) --

Danger Will Robinson! Danger Will Robinson! Dungeon material ahead!  Please be advised this little tale contains nonconsensual sex, anal sex violence and a hint of ageplay. If any of this offends you please read no further.
    (Sirius)

Shasa removed her clothing. She dropped her clothes where she stood and kicked them hastily out of the way. 'Dammit!' she cursed to herself. She glanced down at her body. The white skin glowed eerily in the dark light. The waters of the spring reflected the pale moonlight upon her soft skin. She ran her hands slowly along her lithe sensuous body. Her hands passed lovingly over the full ripe breasts, her nipples still taut. That dammed vision again! A half naked Sirius with whip in hand flailing away at her naked flesh. Rending the smooth skin of her back. The hot delicious feeling racing through her veins. Shasa cupped each of her bursting titties and squeezed as hard as she could. Those hands she had see at the Lodge. Those large hands, on her now ... on her breasts! Shasa closed her eyes and came.

Shasa shivered through a searing climax, her hand moved quickly between her outstretched thighs. The water sloshed and splashed with her rapid movements Choking back a cry of release the dissatisfied slut groaned and threw her head back as the gentle ripples of her begrudged release moved through. She settled back against the cool stone , breathing heavily.

sarah lay awake. The wayward sub was alone in the bed she oft shared with her Lord Sirius. She had a wicked smile on her face. Finally a night of respite from her Lord. Not that sarah did not treasure every moment Sirius remained at the Lodge, but she had to admit the brutal treatment and rough fuckings she had been subjected to for well over a week now had her well worn and sated. She smiled to herself as the moon finally appeared over the top of the tree that shielded their window from the hot sun during the long summer days.

As she lifted her upper body from the firm mattress her cunt spas med. It was still sore from the previous nights bout with Sirius. She smiled as the feeling gave way to a deep longing. Tonight she had been promised a treat. She dressed in the dark breeches and soft deerskin shirt Sirius had laid out for her. Slipping on her sandals she made her way out the door and down the stairs. She crossed the large room and quietly slipped out the door. Looking up at the moon she headed for the springs.

"Shasa". It was more a whisper than a sound. Shasa lay atop the smooth stone slab that sat next to one side of the cool spring. She was still utterly disgusted with the less than satisfying climax she had given herself. The spoiled and self indulgent warrior pouted. She wanted more, a LOT more than what she had just given herself. She wanted those hands. Wanted them everywhere on her. She wanted them deep inside her cunt, punishing her into submission. She tried to relax. She was used to getting what she wanted. She had made a fool of herself at the lodge. Why didn't she speak to Sirius. The self centered slut knew that if she had just spoken to her she would have been able to snare the dark One for herself. Well at least for tonight.

"Shit!" she said out loud! Still thoroughly pissed at herself. "She must think I'm some kind of idiot! I didn't even open my mouth!" Shasa turned over onto her stomach. The cool stone offering little relief to the simmering coal of need that glowed deep within her. She pressed the flesh of her mound into the cool stone. She was desperate to allay the feelings. She thought of several others she could probably visit and find relief with but No! She wanted the dark One! Something about her made Shasa's heart beat quickly. That dammed butch had left her speechless and Shasa could not forgive herself or Sirius for that!

"Shaaaaasa!" Ok...this time the pissed off slut heard that. She popped her head up and looked around. She peered out into the darkness. The moon illuminated the bushes and trees closer to the mouth of the cave. Shasa noticed that the night had grown quiet, too quiet. The usual night sounds had stopped. Not even a breeze rustled thru the leaves. Shasa did not like this. The naked warrior stepped to the mouth of the shallow cave. Her keen eyes searched the bushes surrounding the cave. Shasa was feeling a little apprehensive. Too dammed quiet. She took a step forward , her eyes still scouring the immediate area. What was that? Shasa thought she saw a movement to her left. She turned her head in that direction.

Too late she realized as the hand came down over her mouth, preventing her from calling out. Shasa struggled briefly but the large form behind her was stronger. She was shoved forward into the dirt. The hard surface of the ground broke her fall. She felt the sharp little rocks and branches as she slid slightly forward on the hard earth. She tried to scramble up but the hands grabbed her , pulling her across the ground the small pebbles and twigs scratching the smooth surface of her skin.. Her breasts were crushed painfully beneath her as the mysterious figure planted itself astride her back. Shasa looked around frantically, as she called out for help. She heard the soft mocking laughter of her attacker.

"Scream louder slut" the low throaty voice instructed her "It soothes my soul."

Suddenly a piece of leather was slipped over her eyes. Shasa gasped in surprise, as she felt the leather being tightened. Total darkness now. The mocking laughter continued. "Feel better now slut? I don't want your attention to wander. " A hand grabbed her hair and pulled her head back.

"You have my attention you miserable whore. Now lets see if you can hold it" her head was pushed forward. Shasa got a mouth of dirt before she could answer. She took a deep breath and tried to wriggle free from underneath her assailant. Shasa struggled valiantly to escape her attacker but after several minutes of straining to throw the dammed stranger from her body, she stopped. Her hair was grabbed once again and her head yanked backwards.

"Oohhh Shasa" the deep voice crooned "Tired already slut? We've only just begun to play, you and I. You're going to get exactly what you want slut". Shasa coughed spitting out the dirt inside her mouth. Her assailant rose to her feet pulling Shasa up by her hair. Unable to see, Shasa had no idea where she was being led. She struck out wildly at the space around her. Her attempts were useless. Her assailant easily avoided her wild punches.

"Come now Shasa. Is that any way to thank me? " The voice was deep but Shasa could not quite place it.

"Thank you for what? Attacking me?" Shasa made an attempt to communicate with the dangerous stranger. She felt herself pushed hard against the trunk of a tree. Her hands were quickly secured by thick ropes, her arms stretched painfully around the large tree. Her breasts were crushed against the sharp and knotted wood, her cunt mound pricked and scratched. She tilted her head back listening for any sound. The forest was still eerily quiet. The figure pressed itself against Shasa's naked body. Shasa felt breasts. It was a woman! The feel of leather against her entire body was cool and somewhat soothing. Shasa did not like being blindfolded. Especially under these circumstances. She was entirely without defenses. She cursed herself for not taking her knife with her when she left the cave.

"Really Shasa, attacking you? Hah!" The voice softened in her ear "We both know that this is only foreplay for you and I. Don't play the innocent with me you wanton little bitch." The cold voice had an ominous tone, it sent shivers through Shasa's body. Large hands wandered down Shasa's naked thighs , up and down along the outsides of them as the leather clad body pressed itself against her. She felt the breath hot and moist in her ear.

"Nice. Shasa, very nice indeed" A wet tongue traced a hot path along the outside of Shasa's left ear. The body move back slightly, Shasa felt the large hands slide over her trembling buttocks.

"What do you want from me?" Shasa ventured softly. Perhaps reasoning with this madwoman might gain her some advantage. The warm hands seemed to know her body. They slid effortlessly over her naked ass. And now in between , Shasa held her breath waiting for the inevitable invasion of her body. It did not come. The hands slid away from her tightly clenched ass cheeks.

"Want from you Shasa? " The hands pulled Shasa's naked body from against the tree. Large warm hands slid over her breasts. Shasa panicked and she struggled. But to no avail it was too late. Hardly aware of her own arousal it was now obvious to her assailant and woefully to Shasa herself. Her nipples were painfully erect. The tips rubbed against her attacker's warm hands. Blunt fingers slid over the turgid tips , caressing softly , squeezing and pinching softly. "I think the question is , little trollop, what do you want from Me? Hahahaha" The voice was cocky and self assured. She had her prey now. "Rest assured my horny bitch, you will have your fill of Me. I enjoyed your little display. Was that for me Shasa? I'm honored slut."

Shasa tilted her head back against that large leather clad body. The words were low and smooth. Like silky caresses, they filled Shasa's head, making her dizzy. The moist breath tickled her ear sending new feelings coursing through her body. Shasa was mesmerized by the woman in leather behind her. She could not see but it no longer mattered. All that mattered was the soft crooning voice and the warm breath. The large hands that now had free reign over her body. Shasa spread her legs , offering her warmth to the mysterious stranger. The offer was not ignored.

Large hands slid over her quivering buttocks, along her sides , around to the front. Shasa felt her pubic hair gripped and tugged sharply. The prickly pain shot through her loins. Shasa gasped in welcome surprise. The familiar heat spread , fanning out in waves as her hair was pulled roughly. Shasa moaned and settled further into the leather clad woman. Her cheek brushed the woman's. Shasa's eyes opened but in vain she could see nothing save the all engulfing darkness. She was wearing a mask!

"Hehehe " the low voice was amused "I wore it especially for you my dirty little girl!" The words shocked Shasa, but their effect was not lost on the mysterious woman. Shasa's body jerked suddenly backwards, her mouth opened and she whimpered like a little girl. "You've been naughty Shasa. Behaved like a little brat before all in the Lodge today. And displayed yourself for me here at the springs. Naked and willful ye are slut." Shasa moaned in despair now. The stranger's words were having an unexpected but powerful effect on her.

Fingers gripped her swollen cunt lips. A leathery tongue lapped at her neck. The words echoed in her head. "Daddy will have to punish you now little girl. Your public display and sullen attitude have angered Me Shasa." Breath hot and labored along her neck , tickling her ear. The feel of smooth leather along her cheek. Then the lips hot, searing her own. Shasa groaned, lost in a sea of forbidden lust. The fingers slit her lips and entered her there, in her dripping cunt. "So hot little girl" the smooth voice, soothed her growing alarm. Shasa slipped back into that warm leather clad body. She gripped the blunt fingers as they breached her hungry cunt and slid inside on the growing pool of welcoming wetness she was now producing.

"Argnhhh" Shasa exclaimed breathlessly. The other hand found her swollen clit. The warm fingers pressed then stretched the inflamed bundle of nerves. "By the gods" Shasa whimpered. "Athena help me1" Her body began to rock , sucking in the fingers that teased her dripping snatch. The blunt fingers tortured her bursting stalk. The leather against her face, the lips again searching for her own. Shasa offered them freely now. Her body grinding and rocking wantonly against the woman in leather. That she could not see was a blessing now. Shasa felt herself letting go, becoming lost in that swirling sea of hot carnal desire.

Then she was gone. Shasa felt the cool night air caress her body. She heard the swish of the whip before it landed across her back. No mercy for Shasa. The tall woman laced into her prey with a fury not experienced by Shasa before. She cried out in the dark. Alone and blind to whatever , whoever was having at her. The whip tore into her back. It was not a nice whip. The leather was rough and unfinished, the edges sharp and ragged. The three tails each ended in a small jagged piece of metal. The edges of which were slightly smoothed and rounded but not enough to prevent long thin red jagged lines from appearing across Shasa's milky white skin in the silvery moonlight.

Shasa steeled herself but had no control when each blow landed, digging into her soft skin. The pain burned sharply then faded into a dull warm ache. It flooded her body, her breasts swelled the blood rushing to her nipples stretching the skin. Her tender nipples pressed into the harsh tree trunk. The stranger wielded the whip in a practiced and brutal manner. She seemed to know exactly where to strike on Shasa's poor body. The slut's outstretched arms and naked thigh were not spared. The scarlet stripes were ugly and cruel but each of them made the stranger's heart race excitedly and spurred her on. Shasa's cries of pain and whimpers were but musical notes to this brutal symphony to savagery. It was the leather clad woman's sacred hymn to the greedy gods of bondage.

The whipping continued. Rivulets of blood now dripped steadily from several of Shasa's opened wounds. Shasa felt the warm liquid on her back and responded with fresh spurts of thick cream from her now flooded hungry cunt. The leather clad woman taunted her at every blow. Shasa realized she was responding to her with a primitive instinct. She trembled with desire now. She needed to be taken. Hard. Each lash of the whip sparked a pain that turned to pleasure as soon as the leather bit into her skin. Shasa began to grind her mound into the rough tree trunk.

"Ah Shasa my bonnie lass! You feel it now don't you? " the voice was now slightly higher, excited. The mysterious woman chuckled lewdly. For a brief moment Shasa felt the blunt fingers playing in her soaking wet mass of hair. The probing fingers shot into her cunt and were gripped tightly, a welcome the woman was delighted to feel. She slid her dripping fingers from one hole and pushed them into Shasa's tight ass. They slid in with little effort. The tight anal ring clamped down hard on the thick fingers. Shasa held her breath  but the searing pain never came. She felt a strange warmth spread through out her bowels and the fingers seemed to disappear in the vastness once past the tight sphincter muscle.

Shasa felt a pleasure that was new to her. her previous experiences had not been as pleasurable as this was now to her. The trauma of her rape. Her ass fucking at the hands of another in the inn. Nothing now compared to the pleasure this mysterious leather clad woman was introducing to her. Shasa tightened her ass around the fingers. The pleasure fused with the heat from her whipping. She moaned , her head fell forward against the tree trunk. She thrust her ass back, eager to be fucked by those skilful fingers.

"That's it Shasa, show Daddy what you want!" The cold edge in the low voice spoke to Shasa. Spoke to her soul. She threw her ass back and tried to capture the fingers. She wanted to keep them inside her ass. Keep them impaled in her tight anal passage forever. She grunted and moaned. She felt it coming. She was surprised but the rush of carnal cravings that caused her to beg for release overpowered what few taboos Shasa thought even she could never break.. Shasa could bear it no longer . She broke her silence with a passionately choked scream.

"Please! Daddy fuck me , please fuck me." The mysterious woman withdrew her hand from Shasa's wildly thrusting ass. She brought her soaked hand down hard across the already sore and bloody buttocks. Shasa cried out in pleasure. She no longer felt pain. "Good girl Shasa. Now ye shall have it sweet bitch".

The ropes were quickly untied. Shasa's wrists remained bound as she was pushed to the ground. Still shrouded in darkness Shasa let herself be folded in half. She felt her ankles being tied to her wrists. Her cunt and ass were splayed wide open. She felt the wet sticky fluid oozing from her cunt and dripping down her slit, and flowing over her eager ass hole. She heard the noise of clothes being removed quickly. Then the weight of the woman was upon her. A large phallus hung from the woman's cunt. Shasa whimpered with unbridled lust when she felt the thick object being readied to fuck her. It was leather and the mysterious woman slid it back and forth in her wetness, stopping to slap her cunt with the thick wet cock.

"oohhhhh Daddy!" Shasa cooed. The mysterious woman smiled beneath her mask and slipped the thick cock into one of the hottest cunts she had ever had the pleasure of fucking.

"Take my dick you nasty slut!" The woman slammed her hips down atop Shasa's cunt. Both women stopped their movement to savor the delicious feeling. Shasa felt full. She could not remember feeling so full. Not being able to see heightened her other senses, and Shasa could not remember having been so hot before. She was gorged with this woman's cock. The lips found hers again and the leather mask caressed Shasa's cheeks as the mysterious woman feasted on Shasa's lips and forced her thick tongue deep. They fucked quickly. Shasa was aware of the woman's breasts mashed against her own. The woman pulled back. Shasa felt the metallic nipple ring brush back and forth over her own nipple.

"What a hot piece of ass you are sweet Shasa. It's my pleasure to give you what you want!" Shasa came hard at those words.

'Yes!' she screamed as she rode the thick phallus. Coming hard on the cock, Shasa inundated the leather phallus with a copious amount of thick cream.

The mysterious woman praised Shasa for being such a hot fuck. She kept up a steady banter of nasty praises. Shasa was beside herself with lust. The woman continued to punish Shasa's cunt. Pounding hard into the dripping depths of the sullen slut.

"This what you wanted Shasa? To be fucked by me?" The voice asked. Shasa could not stop the feeling. She was taken on a rough journey. Darkness was her friend now. She loved the darkness and not being able to see this wonderful woman who was possessing her totally. With a hard growl the woman withdrew. Shasa was frantic , she thrust her cunt forwards, desperately seeking the slick leather cock.

"Hold still you dirty bitch!" The voice hissed. Shasa stiffened as the dripping leather was presented to her tender ass hole. She clenched her butt cheeks together and received several slaps to her face and breasts. She moaned in pleasure then screamed shrilly as the thick cock pierced her tiny puckered hole and hesitated at the entrance. Shasa's anal muscle clamped down hard on the object. It burned as it stretched her unmercifully.

The woman gave a low throaty laugh. "Push me out Shasa. Push me out and I'll stop. I promise." Shasa pushed down on the object hoping to expel it. To her surprise it slipped further inside her tight back hole. "Push Shasa!" She ordered and Shasa complied. The more she tried to force the object out of her ass the further in it slipped. Finally Shasa felt the hard bodied loins flush up against her spread thighs. Her legs ached from being stretched over her head and tied to her wrists. Suddenly Shasa felt her blindfold being ripped away. She blinked her eyes several times before she became accustomed to the light of night. The tall figure working the cock deep within her ass had a long scar over her left eye. Shasa screamed with pleasure. It was Sirius! Her face was half hidden by the leather mask she wore. Shasa was suddenly confused. Why had she not covered her entire face?

"This is what you wanted Shasa. You are getting what you wanted slut!" Shasa knew at that moment that Sirius wanted her to know who her attacker had been. Sirius worked the thick shaft in and out of Shasa's ass. She leaned forward and kissed Shasa , sending the excited slut into another orgasm. "Cum for me you nasty slut! Cum for your Daddy!"

Shasa's body was wracked with a series of powerful climaxes. She passed out when Sirius thrust her whole hand inside her spasming cunt. It was too much for the slut. Sirius gave an evil mocking laugh as Shasa's cunt clenched her hand tightly. Sirius continued to fuck Shasa for sometime before she decided to end her little game. She pulled her hand carefully from the still spasming cunt. Then slowly she removed the thick leather from Shasa's ass. She kissed the unconscious slut. Then released Shasa's legs from her wrists. Sirius removed the thick rope from the poor slut then carried her back to the cave. She placed her carefully atop the stone slab and used Shasa's shirt to cover the slut. Just as she turned to leave, Shasa's hand reached up and quickly grabbed the silver "S" pendant that hung from around Sirius' neck. "Tis a souvenir you want little girl? " Sirius bent and quickly bit into Shasa's left breast. "A souvenir you will have slut".

Sarah had come several times as she watched the scene from her hiding place. She now turned and ran back towards the lodge. She made her way quietly up the stairs and to the room where she lived with Sirius. Closing the door behind her she just about jumped out of her skin! Sirius was in bed, sleeping!  sarah ran to the bed. She shook her head. How was this possible. She checked for the pendant Sirius always wore. It was intact and in place. Sarah was shaking like a leaf as she slipped into bed beside her Lord. Sirius turned towards her and wrapped her large frame around sarah's smaller body. A large hand rested over her cunt. sarah fell into a deep sleep.

(Lord Sirius)

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(sarah) --

Sarah had cum several times as she watched the scene from her hiding place. Shasa with her ankles bound to her wrist and stretched above her head. Sirius pumping into her sopping holes, hard and deep, time and time again. Listening to the sounds of Shasa's screams moans and the pure sounds as she came over and over. sarah turned and ran, stumbling her way back towards the lodge.

The main hall was empty when she entered. The last dieing embers in the fireplace, casting a warm glow over the room. she made her way quietly up the stairs and into the room she shared with Sirius. sarah closed the door quietly and turned to make her way to the bed. her eyes widened in shock. Sirius was in bed. Sleeping soundly no less. How could that be?

Moving to stand by the bed, sarah looked down at her Lord. she shook her head. This was not possible. 'How could She possibly be here?  She, She was still with Shasa when I ..'. Sarah started to tremble. The mysteries of her Lord were boundless. sarah wondered if she should slide into the bed and risk waking Sirius, who she was sure would not be pleased by her absence? She could sleep on the floor but then would have to answer the difficult questions in the morning.

'If I move carefully perhaps She will not feel it'. sarah removed her slip and lifting the blanket slightly slipped into the bed. she lay on her side facing away for Sirius, trying to control her shaking lest she wake her Lord. sarah felt the movement and her breath caught, her body froze. Sirius reached out and pulled sarah's small body towards Her. sarah's throat let the smallest of gasps escape as the large hand move to rest against her skin just above her mound she knew that the evidence of her recent spendings matted her pubes and she did not relish explaining why she was in such a condition. Clenching her eyes tightly, she could not control the images flashing through her mind. Images of how Sirius had taken the sullen Slut. she could feel herself slicking up.

'Oh Ghia help me'. sarah forced herself to relax and let Morpheus take her, her dreams filled with incredible images.

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(Shasa) --

Shasa entered the Lodge, subdued and quiet. It was dawn, and she had just awoke where Lord Sirius had laid her the night before. Her body was sore, aching, raw, and oh so pleasantly sated. All she wanted to do was escape unnoticed to her room for a hot bath and a long nap.

But she was not to be so lucky. She walked slowly and stiffly up the stairs to her room, aware of the eyes that silently tracked her progress. Though they went unacknowledged.

Sinking into the enveloping warmth of the water soothed her wounded flesh. Gentle tingling or harsh biting accompanied most movement, and Shasa sighed as she resigned herself to being still. Closing her eyes, she relaxed and let her mind replay the encounter of the previous night.

At first, she truly felt she was under attack and in mortal danger--and something told her that even though Lord Sirius was kindred, the danger was in fact very real--yet there came a point when the pleasure became stronger than the menace. The exact moment the sexual assault became desirable to her was eluding her.

But it didn’t matter, now. She released logic and floated on the pleasurable memories now burning their place in her mind. Complete and unrelenting possession; Shasa felt the smile spread across her features, and then fell asleep.

She sucked in her breath as the pain registered. She grabbed a small wrist and held tightly as she opened angry eyes to challenge the uninvited guest. The frightened eyes of Tris stared back at her, and Shasa immediately changed her manner. She loosened the hold she had on the young girl and smiled reassuringly. “Tris, dear, what are you doing here?”

Tris simply stared at the brutal marks covering the slut, her frightened eyes now welling with tears.

“Tris?” Shasa whispered.

No response was made, yet the girl once again gently touched the fierce bite-mark on Shasa’s breast.

The slut bit her tongue to keep from reacting. After a moment, she stroked Tris’ face. “I’m alright. Truly. Every mark will heal.”

Tris took a shaky breath and nodded, meeting Shasa’s eyes for the first time. “I’m sorry, I’ve just not seen you like this before.” She seemed to visibly wave off her trepidation and return to the strong young woman Shasa had come to respect. “Are you in a great deal of pain?”

The slut grunted. “Only if I move.”

Tris shook her head and snorted. “What we endure to quench our lusts.”

Shasa’s brows disappeared into her hairline. “A philosopher, are we?” She chuckled, then indulged a moment in watching the attractive figure of her friend as she searched for a soft towel and gathered Shasa’s silk robe.

“Tris?” Shasa’s embarrassment was evident in her voice.

Tris looked at her curiously, “Yes?”

“I didn’t want anyone to know about this, or to see me until I healed a bit. Will you keep my confidence?”

Tris smiled, and in it, Shasa saw a woman of grace and honor. “Of course I will.”

*****

That was a moon ago.

Tris kept her word and didn’t reveal my physical condition to anyone. And she took such good care of me. She’d sneak into my room several times a day to apply salve, but more importantly, I think she wanted me to know that I was loved. I came to see and appreciate a different side of Tris, and I’m so glad.

But now I’m trying to understand the mystery of that night. Sirius acts as if nothing happened, and I have followed her example--at least on the surface. She is an interesting animal, and I’ve rather enjoyed studying her while I heal.

I’ve approached her in traditional slut-style--innuendoes flying and full of my usually irresistible charm--yet she feigns indifference while always being incredibly courteous. It would be maddening, had I not the ability to recognize an incredibly intricate game…and I like games. Lord Sirius, however, appears to be my match.

Just last night in the bar, I was dancing with several interested parties in extremely tight quarters, when I turned and came face to face with the Lord. Our bodies could not help but touch, and I felt myself react to her very aura. A powerful need to experience her again--to give back--overwhelmed me.

She simply smiled and excused herself, but before she could proceed to the bar, I noticed the silver S pendant around her neck. I know she saw my surprise before I hid it. I’d completely forgotten about the pendant! But what I remembered in that moment was that she had given me the pendant in exchange for the particularly vicious bite mark she left upon my left breast. How she had it in her possession now, I could not comprehend.

It seems certain that part of the game is that she has provided enough mystery to make my naturally curious nature work overtime. In so doing, she has remained foremost in my mind--a place her personality demands to occupy. She’s almost arrogant, but that’s not quite it. She’s unnerving.

She’s made me doubt something I’ve never before doubted--that someone is not only my match, but is better than I. That I cannot ignore. If for no other reason, I must play this game with her to remind myself that I am powerful.

Tonight I heard that Sarah left this afternoon. Evidently she’ll be gone for a few days on an important errand. Whatever. The details don’t matter to me at all.

It’s my turn to stalk prey. Game on.

*****

The door was unlocked and opened silently upon the darkened room. The dark lord lay sprawled and naked on the bed. Shasa locked the door behind her and quickly removed her clothing to reveal her own perfectly healed body. She stood quietly at the foot of the bed, watching the sleeping form.

Moonlight showed the play of muscles under the skin, and defined the contrast between strength and softness. Her breasts were marvelous. Shasa closed her eyes and took a slow, deep breath, opening all her senses to experience the moment. She gazed again at the dark one, noting the telling scar above her left brow, and the power emanating from the lord even in sleep.

Shasa’s eyes raked over Sirius’ abdomen and dropped down to her muscular thighs, before rising slowly to her sex. Her nostrils flared as they inhaled the heady scent deep into her lungs. Her mouth began to water, and she clenched her jaw tightly as she swallowed her eager desires.

The slut closed her eyes and allowed her lusts to consume her. When Shasa's piercing green eyes reopened, they immediately targeted their goal. Shasa approached the bed slowly. Crawling between Sirius’ feet, she settled comfortably on her hands and knees, lowered her lips, and took her first taste of the dark lord’s skin.

Slowly she kissed and licked her way up the inner thighs, moving as the Lord moved, moaning in response to the Lord’s noises of pleasure, memorizing every sensation--wondering if it would all end when Sirius was truly awake--dreading the knowledge that she could be making a painful mistake. But for now the Dark Lord’s eyes remained closed, as if she was were simply having a sensual dream. Shasa would make sure she knew the difference between dreams and reality.

The slut finally allowed herself the pleasure of tasting Sirius’ essence. Her tongue slid within the Lord’s folds and danced in the juices. Shasa swallowed the sweetness and groaned as she continued to indulge herself. Strong fingers suddenly tangled in her hair, and pulled her tightly against Sirius’ mound.

Shasa’s heart leapt as the dark one barked, “Suck me good, slut!”

That voice! Shasa felt a tremor of fear and obeyed instantly, as she moved her tongue up to circle Sirius’ clit.

“That’s it, you horny bitch!” Sirius growled as she ground her mound against Shasa’s face.

Shasa’s lips closed over the tight bundle of nerves and she sucked hard before pulling back and swirling her tongue over it once more. Lord Sirius moaned and swore, demanded and threatened, but she never opened her eyes. When she began to undulate uncontrollably, Shasa pressed two fingers within her heated center and began to slowly fuck the Lord.

Being inside her---touching, tasting and fucking the woman that took her so brutally, so deliciously--the woman that had captured her body, enslaved her lusts that night, and had occupied her thoughts since--Shasa felt an overwhelming desire to cry. Even if her bold actions tonight were punished severely, the slut knew she would accept and embrace the pain as well as she could, and never regret her decision to act.

A harsh pull of her hair pressed her hard against the Dark Lord’s mound, and the slut’s attention was snapped from her reverie. She had no choice but to ride the bucking woman, suck the engorged clit that pulsed in her mouth, and drink the wondrous juices of the Lord who menacingly decreed her a whorish cunt. Her fingers pumped the hot tunnel quickly, loving the feel of Sirius’ cream coating her. Yet even as Shasa took Sirius, she acknowledged and yielded to the Dark One’s control.

The slut held tight as Sirius began to crest. The well-trained tongue flicked and rubbed against the exploding bud as the Lord’s muscles tightened. Vaginal walls clamped down on her fingers and she quickly curled them and rubbed them against the g-spot. The Lord was nearly crushing her face into her wetness as Sirius thrust uncontrollably and released a string of curses that made the sailor blush.

Yet as the flood of liquid came, and she drank it down in greedy silence, she could not help the growing fear of what was to come next.

(Shasa)

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The End - 'Sullen Slut' - by Shasa, Lord Sirius, & sarah

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