Vaida's Harem - The Moments Between
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Moonlit Courtyard
Moonlit Courtyard
Karla/Isadora
Requested by goalt
With apologies for the shortness and possible lack of quality.
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A soft breeze enveloped Isadora as she stepped out into one of Castle Pherae's many courtyards, the moon above her and Karla behind her. It was a clear, beautiful night, with a full moon so bright its light drowned out the stars. Isadora stepped forward, tugging slightly on the leash she held, until she reached the small fountain that stood proudly in the centre of the courtyard.
Isadora turned around and smiled at seeing Karla's naked body bathing in moonlight. She was gagged and blindfolded, leashed and collared, her hands tied together behind her back. She waited patiently, unaware of where she was and who was here with her other than Isadora. Though, considering how... erect... she was, perhaps Karla wasn't quite as patient as she seemed.
Isadora had waited for a night like this for a while now. She loved the full moon, loved how its light turned the world into a fairytale and how it transformed women into goddesses. She wanted to know what the moonlight would do for Karla. Because, as much as she loved her, it was quite hard to imagine the swordswoman as a goddess. Unless, perhaps, in some ancient and heathen pantheon there was a goddess of willing slaves.
So she had asked Priscilla to cast her spell on Karla, then bound her, blindfolded and gagged her and taken her on a little stroll through the castle. Isadora had very carefully taken a route that avoided all the guards and servants, but Karla wasn't to know that. For all she knew every step she took brought her bound and naked body in front of a person she didn't know. Isadora didn't know if that uncertainty bothered or aroused Karla or even if she cared at all. On the other hand, whenever she had risked a glance back she had seen Karla's cock get firmer and harder every time, so there had to be something about their walk the Sword Princess enjoyed.
Isadora put her hand on Karla's shoulder and, still holding her leash, guided the woman down so that she lay on her back in the grass. She put her hand on Karla's flat stomach and let it wander over her skin. She looked strangely distant and curiously invulnerable. She was completely helpess, and yet Isadora found it impossible to imagine anything bad happening to her. Perhaps because, right now, Karla was hers and Isadora could be very protective of her possessions.
"Karla, I know you normally consider Vaida to be your mistress even more than the rest of us, but she's not here right now. Right now, I am your only mistress. Do you understand? Just nod."
Karla nodded.
Isadora's hand wandered down and came to rest on Karla's warm member. "You serve only to give me pleasure, understand? Just nod."
Nod.
Isadora's fingers wrapped themselves around Karla. "Your body is mine and mine alone, understand? Just nod."
Nod.
Isadora began moving slowly up and down Karla's shaft. "As such, you will not come until I give you permission, understand? Just nod."
Karla breathed in deeply. Even through the gag, Isadora could hear her hiss.
"Understand??" Isadora repeated, increasing her grip on Karla's cock.
Karla nodded helplessly.
"Good girl," Isadora whispered and felt Karla twitch excitedly in her hand.
Isadora resumed stroking Karla's cock in a slow, steady rhythm that she could keep up forever and watched the bound woman squirm. She smiled to herself as she saw precum oozing from Karla's tip and juices flowing from her pussy. As she moved up and down and up and down, she got a good view of the struggle taking place inside Karla's body. She wanted to give, to let pleasure take her, but Isadora had told her not to, so she resisted, no matter how uncomfortable it got.
Isadora let go of Karla, but before the swordmistress could settle down, Isadora leaned in and wrapped her lips around Karla's purple head and sucked her cock into her mouth. Karla screamed, muffled and almost inaudable, her body jerking. Isadora paid careful attention as her head bobbed up and down Karla's shaft. She had an intimate knowledge of Karla's body and she knew how far she could push the woman. Every little tremble, every squirm, every gagged moan spoke volumes to her. Isadora could play Karla like a violin, if she wanted to.
If she had been anyone else, Isadora might have used her knowledge of her pet's body to force an orgasm onto her no matter how much she resisted. But that would have been unfair, in Isadora's opinion. She wanted Karla to have at least a fighting chance.
As her tongue left trails of saliva all across Karla's cock, Isadora slipped a pair of fingers into the woman's yearning pussy. Karla bucked and another scream of lust failed to get past her gag.
Of course, Isadora didn't intend to make it too easy for the Sword Princess.
Isadora went up and down and in and out in perfect harmony. She felt the tension build in Karla's body, felt her cock twitch desperately in her mouth, felt her pussy clamp down on her fingers. Normally by now, Karla would just about be screaming with an orgasm, but instead she managed to keep squirming with suppressed pleasure, breathing sharply through her nose.
Isadora let go of Karla and pulled out of her. While Karla breathed out slowly, Isadora held up her hand so that it caught the moonlight. Karla's juices glistened beautifully on her fingers, like a mass of liquid stars. Isadora lowered her hand so that she could lick it clean. She loved the way Karla tasted, though honesty would force her to admit that she loved the way every woman tasted.
She looked down at Karla and saw her breathing heavily and slowly in attempt to let the pleasure filling her body flow away. It didn't work as well as she probably hoped. Her erect member leaked precum onto her stomach and her juices flowed into the grass.
"You've been very obedient, Karla," Isadora said softly and saw her perking up at those words. "But the night isn't gone yet and you still owe me... everything I want from you."
The paladin rose and undressed as best she could without letting go of Karla's leash. Then she turned again to the bound woman...
And froze.
There were no real words for what went on inside Isadora. It was the moonlight, that's what it was. For one long moment that lasted but a second, Karla was a strange creature of alien beauty, as solid and wondrous as the stars.
Karla's chest moved slightly as she breathed in and the moment passed. Isadora became aware once again of the demands of her own body. It was rather convenient, then, that there was someone nearby who could so easily meet them.
Isadora stradled Karla, hovering above the woman's body for a moment. She lowered herself carefully and with precision. A moan filled the night sky as she felt Karla entering her. Underneath her, Karla bucked, no doubt in reaction to feeling Isadora's warm wetness slide down her cock as she went into her further and further.
Isadora wasn't in the mood to take things slow and leisurely any more. She was surprised at how aroused she was, or would be if she wasn't so consumed with the burning need to have Karla fill her. She rode her pet rapidly, almost frantically, her breasts bouncing as her whole body went up and down the length of Karla's member. Isadora let go of Karla's leash, fearing that she would tug it too harshly, threw her head back and let pleasure wash through her even as both their bodies bathed in moonlight.
Still... there was one thing missing.
"Come," Isadora gasped. "Fill me."
Perhaps Karla stopped resisting, perhaps Isadora's command gave her that one last push. Whatever the case, Karla came shuddering, moaning so loud not even the gag could truly muffle the noise. Seemingly with a mind of its own, Isadora's pussy clamped down on the swordmistress's cock, wanting, needing to milk it. Isadora's whole body shuddered when she felt Karla's seed spilling into her womb.
Isadora groaned as she reached her own climax, filled and fulfilled by Karla. She didn't know how long pleasure set her body on fire and didn't care. At the end of it, she found herself lying on top of Karla, the woman's cock leaving her only for a mixture of both their fluids to flow out of her.
"I'm very pleased," Isadora whispered, idly letting a finger wander across Karla's body. "So I will let you ask me for one favour before we return."
She reached up and removed Karla's gag.
"Is there anything you want?" she asked.
"A kiss," came the reply.
Isadora couldn't help but smile. "Very well," she said.
She moved forward and gave Karla exactly what she wanted, just as she always did.
Karla/Isadora
Requested by goalt
With apologies for the shortness and possible lack of quality.
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A soft breeze enveloped Isadora as she stepped out into one of Castle Pherae's many courtyards, the moon above her and Karla behind her. It was a clear, beautiful night, with a full moon so bright its light drowned out the stars. Isadora stepped forward, tugging slightly on the leash she held, until she reached the small fountain that stood proudly in the centre of the courtyard.
Isadora turned around and smiled at seeing Karla's naked body bathing in moonlight. She was gagged and blindfolded, leashed and collared, her hands tied together behind her back. She waited patiently, unaware of where she was and who was here with her other than Isadora. Though, considering how... erect... she was, perhaps Karla wasn't quite as patient as she seemed.
Isadora had waited for a night like this for a while now. She loved the full moon, loved how its light turned the world into a fairytale and how it transformed women into goddesses. She wanted to know what the moonlight would do for Karla. Because, as much as she loved her, it was quite hard to imagine the swordswoman as a goddess. Unless, perhaps, in some ancient and heathen pantheon there was a goddess of willing slaves.
So she had asked Priscilla to cast her spell on Karla, then bound her, blindfolded and gagged her and taken her on a little stroll through the castle. Isadora had very carefully taken a route that avoided all the guards and servants, but Karla wasn't to know that. For all she knew every step she took brought her bound and naked body in front of a person she didn't know. Isadora didn't know if that uncertainty bothered or aroused Karla or even if she cared at all. On the other hand, whenever she had risked a glance back she had seen Karla's cock get firmer and harder every time, so there had to be something about their walk the Sword Princess enjoyed.
Isadora put her hand on Karla's shoulder and, still holding her leash, guided the woman down so that she lay on her back in the grass. She put her hand on Karla's flat stomach and let it wander over her skin. She looked strangely distant and curiously invulnerable. She was completely helpess, and yet Isadora found it impossible to imagine anything bad happening to her. Perhaps because, right now, Karla was hers and Isadora could be very protective of her possessions.
"Karla, I know you normally consider Vaida to be your mistress even more than the rest of us, but she's not here right now. Right now, I am your only mistress. Do you understand? Just nod."
Karla nodded.
Isadora's hand wandered down and came to rest on Karla's warm member. "You serve only to give me pleasure, understand? Just nod."
Nod.
Isadora's fingers wrapped themselves around Karla. "Your body is mine and mine alone, understand? Just nod."
Nod.
Isadora began moving slowly up and down Karla's shaft. "As such, you will not come until I give you permission, understand? Just nod."
Karla breathed in deeply. Even through the gag, Isadora could hear her hiss.
"Understand??" Isadora repeated, increasing her grip on Karla's cock.
Karla nodded helplessly.
"Good girl," Isadora whispered and felt Karla twitch excitedly in her hand.
Isadora resumed stroking Karla's cock in a slow, steady rhythm that she could keep up forever and watched the bound woman squirm. She smiled to herself as she saw precum oozing from Karla's tip and juices flowing from her pussy. As she moved up and down and up and down, she got a good view of the struggle taking place inside Karla's body. She wanted to give, to let pleasure take her, but Isadora had told her not to, so she resisted, no matter how uncomfortable it got.
Isadora let go of Karla, but before the swordmistress could settle down, Isadora leaned in and wrapped her lips around Karla's purple head and sucked her cock into her mouth. Karla screamed, muffled and almost inaudable, her body jerking. Isadora paid careful attention as her head bobbed up and down Karla's shaft. She had an intimate knowledge of Karla's body and she knew how far she could push the woman. Every little tremble, every squirm, every gagged moan spoke volumes to her. Isadora could play Karla like a violin, if she wanted to.
If she had been anyone else, Isadora might have used her knowledge of her pet's body to force an orgasm onto her no matter how much she resisted. But that would have been unfair, in Isadora's opinion. She wanted Karla to have at least a fighting chance.
As her tongue left trails of saliva all across Karla's cock, Isadora slipped a pair of fingers into the woman's yearning pussy. Karla bucked and another scream of lust failed to get past her gag.
Of course, Isadora didn't intend to make it too easy for the Sword Princess.
Isadora went up and down and in and out in perfect harmony. She felt the tension build in Karla's body, felt her cock twitch desperately in her mouth, felt her pussy clamp down on her fingers. Normally by now, Karla would just about be screaming with an orgasm, but instead she managed to keep squirming with suppressed pleasure, breathing sharply through her nose.
Isadora let go of Karla and pulled out of her. While Karla breathed out slowly, Isadora held up her hand so that it caught the moonlight. Karla's juices glistened beautifully on her fingers, like a mass of liquid stars. Isadora lowered her hand so that she could lick it clean. She loved the way Karla tasted, though honesty would force her to admit that she loved the way every woman tasted.
She looked down at Karla and saw her breathing heavily and slowly in attempt to let the pleasure filling her body flow away. It didn't work as well as she probably hoped. Her erect member leaked precum onto her stomach and her juices flowed into the grass.
"You've been very obedient, Karla," Isadora said softly and saw her perking up at those words. "But the night isn't gone yet and you still owe me... everything I want from you."
The paladin rose and undressed as best she could without letting go of Karla's leash. Then she turned again to the bound woman...
And froze.
There were no real words for what went on inside Isadora. It was the moonlight, that's what it was. For one long moment that lasted but a second, Karla was a strange creature of alien beauty, as solid and wondrous as the stars.
Karla's chest moved slightly as she breathed in and the moment passed. Isadora became aware once again of the demands of her own body. It was rather convenient, then, that there was someone nearby who could so easily meet them.
Isadora stradled Karla, hovering above the woman's body for a moment. She lowered herself carefully and with precision. A moan filled the night sky as she felt Karla entering her. Underneath her, Karla bucked, no doubt in reaction to feeling Isadora's warm wetness slide down her cock as she went into her further and further.
Isadora wasn't in the mood to take things slow and leisurely any more. She was surprised at how aroused she was, or would be if she wasn't so consumed with the burning need to have Karla fill her. She rode her pet rapidly, almost frantically, her breasts bouncing as her whole body went up and down the length of Karla's member. Isadora let go of Karla's leash, fearing that she would tug it too harshly, threw her head back and let pleasure wash through her even as both their bodies bathed in moonlight.
Still... there was one thing missing.
"Come," Isadora gasped. "Fill me."
Perhaps Karla stopped resisting, perhaps Isadora's command gave her that one last push. Whatever the case, Karla came shuddering, moaning so loud not even the gag could truly muffle the noise. Seemingly with a mind of its own, Isadora's pussy clamped down on the swordmistress's cock, wanting, needing to milk it. Isadora's whole body shuddered when she felt Karla's seed spilling into her womb.
Isadora groaned as she reached her own climax, filled and fulfilled by Karla. She didn't know how long pleasure set her body on fire and didn't care. At the end of it, she found herself lying on top of Karla, the woman's cock leaving her only for a mixture of both their fluids to flow out of her.
"I'm very pleased," Isadora whispered, idly letting a finger wander across Karla's body. "So I will let you ask me for one favour before we return."
She reached up and removed Karla's gag.
"Is there anything you want?" she asked.
"A kiss," came the reply.
Isadora couldn't help but smile. "Very well," she said.
She moved forward and gave Karla exactly what she wanted, just as she always did.