tilly tastes him

He woke to the sound of the waves lapping, and lay watching the two girls working, now at the laundry buckets, scrubbing & cleaning. Yasmin suddenly aware, over the whispered conversation, that his breathing had changed turned with a startled look.
“Yasmin bring coffee, tilly bring massage oils.”
“Yes Master, thank you Master.” Both girls chorused happily, springing up gaily delighted to serve him.
He noticed tilly’s veil plastered & stuck to her face immediately. Still moist from her breath & stinking of his pleasure.
“You look well with a mans use in your face girl. I hope you like the smell.”
She blushed & replied through the saturated veil, that stank of him.
“Yes Master thank you Master, tilly loves the smell of your pleasure Master.”
She felt her thighs moisten with embarrassment & arousal at her candour.
“In the taverns of the northern towns, girls like you perform fellatio all night long, your hair face & any clothing you are permitted covered in creamed bukkake.”
“Yes Master.”
“Covered in the Masters pleasure that you haven’t managed to swallow girl”
“Yes Master”
She licked at the veil tasting the sticky glutinous seed. Wondering how it tasted how it felt spurting hotly, exploding violently in her mouth. She shivered with helpless excitement.
“You will look well then too girl.”
The blonde knelt suddenly on all fours and kissed his feet.
“Yes Master, Thank you Master”
He watched her amused, the smell of her arousal strong in his nostrils. He decided not to punish her for her impudence. Kissing his feet without permission.
He slipped a finger between her legs, wetting it with her rape soil. Then slowly traced a brand on her creamy buttocks.
“You will brand like butter girl, like a red hot knife burning through butter”
She was suddenly anxious, overawed by her fate.
“Yes Master, please Master will you brand tilly Master ?”
She wanted it to be him, and only him.
“The smithies iron will brand you as property just as well girl.”
She was silent in tears at his feet.
“Your flesh will sizzle and yield to the iron nonetheless.”
“Yes Master thank you Master”
He made a loud sizzling noise.
She sobbed.
Yasmin smiled as did Master.
He slapped the blonde soundly on the buttocks.
“Tilly get on with my massage.”
“Yes Master thank you Master”
Yasmin smiled as did Master.
A little later after he had dozed off again & woken once more he called the two slaves over.
They hurried to him with wine & peeled fruit.
He had tilly fetch his bag and pulled from it two matching outfits. Gold foil bikini sets with matching veils. He had taken them both from some tavern girls in some town. No doubt the slaves would have been punished for the loss, but that had only added to the pleasure.
He had them put the clothing on. Both girls were delighted with the gold fabric, how it flattered their curves. Even though both sets of garments were still sticky & stank of another girls use. He was satisfied too. So much so that he enjoyed yasmin's fellatio again. The knock on the head & lying about had made him quite rampant. Once again he briefly considered raping tilly. But instead allowed her to clean his manhood, with scented water & towels, after he had come in yasmin's mouth & all over her face & breasts. Yasmin in the meantime fetched him more wine, ever so slightly piqued. As tilly cleaned him he ejaculated a last spurt onto her veiled lips. It soaked through the filmy fabric immediately, sticking it fetchingly to her lips She had almost fainted gasping with happiness. To her further absolute delight he had her suck the last drops from him. Then lick him clean before applying the scented water and towels once more.
He lay there drinking slowly enjoying his ebbing post fellatio orgasm, his pleasure heightened by the sight of the two slaves squirming near his feet. Grinning he had the girls remove each others shiny bikini tops while he sipped his wine. Then the golden panties, both of pairs were now entirely soiled with their moist helpless need. He had them gag each other with the others panties. Both girls knelt before him aflame with arousal & delicious sexual humiliation. He joined them ankles to ankle with a belled chain.
“This will help concentrate your pretty little heads on your chores girls.”
“Yes Master” came the barely audible muffled reply.
He instructed them on his lunch, and a large pile of washing sewing, pots to be scrubbed & polished, tending the animals. Then went for a long swim. When he returned refreshed, the two gagged veiled girls were still fretfully busy, they would be all day. He had them fetch him more wine, then went to rest in the sun, till lunch. He enjoyed listening to the two girls hurrying quietly, contentedly.
After they had served him lunch they returned to their chores. He went off & placed some traps along the shore of the beach & the banks of the inlet. Then he rested the remainder of the afternoon, listening to the two slaves work.
In the late afternoon he unchained & ungagged them. He had them dig a small hole in the ground and then permitted them to toilet. To the slaves utter delight he permitted them to swim in the sea for half an hour. He sat lazily watching them splash & play. Before long he raced in himself and chased them down. The two slaves screeching happily as he pulled them over his shoulders & carried them in, kicking and struggling playfully. They washed in the fresh water then prepared the evening fire. He meanwhile checked his makeshift traps several of which were now occupied.
He stripped & filleted the fish himself, seasoned it with wine then gave it to the girls to cook. They also prepared bread & roasted some vegetables from his pack. His meal eaten watching the sunset was quite delicious. The girls fussed around unobtrusively fetching him more food & drink. He was highly amused by tilly who looked so hungrily at his food. The leftovers were thrown into the cooking fire. The two girls were given a handful of oats & grain, from the horses feed, and a bowl of water between them. He sat down by the fire slowly smoking & drinking, but above all thinking. The two girls continued with their chores. Cleaning the pots & building the fire, preparing the bedding & occasionally fetching for him.
Later he called the two slaves over and enjoyed yasmin lips between his legs while tilly knelt beside them waiting to serve wine. He took yasmin to the bedding & raped her, she came noisily 3 times to him. Before happily licking him clean. he then pushed yasmin to one side rolled over & went to sleep. The two slaves curled up together, both tearful to sleep.
Once again tilly woke later & master was once again sat by the fire. She walked up behind him quite timidly.
“Master may tilly speak ?”
“yes girl”
“May I fetch you something to drink Master ?”
“Some wine girl”
She brought him a goblet of wine & he permitted her to kneel closely between his legs. She was nude except for the golden veil. He hadn’t permitted them clothing again. He fondled her breasts, idly flicking her belled nipples. She wasn’t permitted to meet his eyes. Pressing her downwards to his erection he instructed her on massaging him with her cleavage. She kissed his glans tenderly moistening his head. He stopped her from taking him in her mouth. & made her lick & kiss him while she massaged him. He took her hands & pressed her finger into her wetness. The other hand clutched his chest. She Continued to massage his erection in sync with her finger on her clitoris.
“Be careful you do not damage, what is not yours to break, white silk girl” He cautioned her mockingly.
“Yes Master”
He enjoyed her ministrations, the hot smell, the slippery wet noise from her loins. Then he stopped her. He had no intention of raping her yet, or any time soon. From the bag behind him he produced an iron belt. So in rapture was she in her sexual and emotional excitement, her limbs obeying his controlling movements passively. Before she had fully realised what was happening she had been locked within the nether lock, her wrists braceleted behind her to the belt.
“Master ?” she was in tears
“Is tilly not pleasing, Master”
“Was tilly not satisfactory Master ?”
“Have you been punished girl ?”
“No Master”
He pushed yasmin's golden panties into her mouth again.
“Do not doubt you will taste the whip, if I am displeased girl, now be a good quiet slut.”
He carried her over to his sleeping gear & placed her carefully next to yasmin who was now wide awake & soaked. He entered her noisily, yasmin moaned helplessly. Then he stopped seeing tilly so wide eyed & tearful next to them. He had yasmin hood her in a tight black leather bag hood & leave her kneeling beside the bedding.
This wasn’t meant as cruelty or punishment, that was just her lot here, she was for the amusement & pleasure of men. Nonetheless her tears were no less tart & hot in the blindness of the hood. No less stinging than the tears of any slavegirl put in her place at masters convenience.
Yasmin was raped over & over again, crying out her yielding loudly, he was so fierce. When he was spent he permitted tilly, still bound & hooded, to curl up next to yasmin till morning.