The Story of Odilia Ch. 10

"I can see why you desired her," Lucinda replied, and then she proceeded to examine me at length, commenting on my legs and my buttocks. She claimed that both were exquisite to look at then took my poor reddened thighs and buttocks in her hands and handled them, testing them for firmness and commenting that my skin was quite soft, however my muscles were quite firm.

I whimpered as she handled my sore flesh and then I felt mortified and exposed as she noticed the phallus jutting out from my anus, however she soon lost interest in that and instead commented on my pubic lips, which she declared were very visible, moist and plump.

"Would you like to spank her?" Darina asked the servant girl and I immediately detested Darina for inquiring. Of course Lucinda saw no reason why she should not spank my poor, stinging bottom and she took up a position behind me where I could not see what sort of paddle, strap or whip she might be holding.

And much to my surprise; while Lucinda stood behind me and prepared to punish my bare skin; Lady Svetlana knelt down and gently stroked my face with one hand before reaching out and clasping my face firmly with both of hands and kissing me deeply.

I heard the crack of leather on my bare skin and felt the stinging blows as Lucinda spanked me severely. I cried and sobbed as stinging blows rained down on my naked skin, however my cries were muffled as Lady Svetlana pressed her soft lips firmly against mine and her tongue probed the interior of my mouth.

I passively allowed Lady Svetlana's tongue to probe my mouth and caress my tongue. It was such an intimate act, it drew much of my attention away from the stinging pain of my much-abused buttocks. My naked buttocks were still being spanked quite cruelly, however the warm, insistent tongue exploring the inside of my mouth, somehow seemed of greater importance than the painful blows across my defenseless bottom.

My cries of pain sounded to me like soft moans and Lady Svetlana's fingers clutched at me even more firmly and stinging leather cracked loudly across my naked skin once more.

Lucinda flailed my poor, stinging buttocks and the backs of my thighs. I stamped my bare feet, however that did nothing to alleviate the pain as the leather strap snapped at my naked defenseless flesh.

I moaned into Lady Svetlana's mouth as she plunged her tongue deeper and more forcefully inside my open mouth and was aware of her soft, feminine lips moving against mine. I noted with certainty that her kiss was much softer than any of the lords, grooms or princes back at the castle. And although I moaned in pain at Lucinda's abuse of my poor bottom, I could not help but feel excitement and a tingle of anticipation as Lady Svetlana's tongue, moving ever so slowly, explored my mouth.

Lucinda finally stopped when Lady Svetlana's tongue withdrew from my mouth and her lips separated from mine. When the punishment was over, I was panting and gasping for breath.

"What do you think of her?" Lady Svetlana asked her servant-girl.

"She's a joy to spank," Lucinda responded and then I felt her pat my naked bottom affectionately. "Her buttocks are very firm and well-shaped and she's delightfully responsive when she's punished. I can understand why both you and Mistress Jarvinia wanted her."

"She is a joy," Lady Svetlana agreed. "I was quite disappointed when Mistress Jarvinia took this prize for her household, instead of me taking her for mine."

"There were a great number of slaves on the auction block that day," Lucinda commented, "You could have always bid on another."

It seemed that there was a long, extended silence and then, Lady Svetlana finally replied, "None of the others enchanted me quite the way this one did, such an apt little slave."

I felt a passionate desire to belong to this woman and wished fervently that I could speak of my own preferences, however such words would be deemed an insult to Mistress Jarvinia and would earn me more punishments.

And with my head and hands helplessly locked in the pillory, I could not see the fingers that plunged into my hot pubis, probing deep inside my throbbing sex, however I somehow guessed that those fingers belonged to Lady Svetlana.

I cried out as Lady Svetlana's fingers explored the interior of my vagina, hoping desperately that they would do more than merely tease and torment. I spread my thighs ever wider, giving her greater access and rose up on the balls of my feet, suggestively raising my bottom up higher.

"So responsive," Lady Svetlana said approvingly, "So alive! How many slaves on the auction block had her passion?"

And then she grabbed at the phallus sticking out from my anus and pushed upon it, driving it deeper inside me, while simultaneously probing my vagina with her fingers. My loins were a riot of confusion as I was speared in two places at once and the sensations in my throbbing sex and the sensations in my tight anal cavity seemed to merge and become as one.

I let out a long raw moan as I was opened and probed in this way. Lady Svetlana caused overwhelming turmoil in such intimate and sensitive portions of my anatomy, then she laughed at my shuddering, moaning, trembling reactions and said, "Yes, very responsive!"

Since I had become a naked slave, my sex had been constantly wet and throbbing with need. Gretel and Maleen were similarly afflicted. Many of the slave-girls at the castle suffered from the same fate. I was no different from scores of other slave-girls in Queen Eleanor's kingdom, however Lady Svetlana seemed to have a special affection for me.

"And Jarvinia was so right in her decision to shave her slaves. Her slave girls look so much more naked and exposed like this!"

And as she impaled me with her fingers and the phallus, my vagina and my anus both spasmed in concert. The thrusting became more rapid and intense and I wept and sobbed and stamped my bare feet, as the strong, demanding fingers and the cock-shaped phallus seemed to fill me and overwhelm me, bringing me closer and closer to climax.

I panted and sobbed, certain that Lady Svetlana would withdraw her fingers before I could reach my peak and leave me in sexual torment, however she continued to thrust her fingers into my throbbing sex until I had reached my pinnacle and she brought me to a loud, whimpering, trembling, spasming orgasm.

My wrists had chafed from squirming and pulling against the pillory's round openings and I was still sweaty and panting after my feverish orgasm. Lady Svetlana wiped wet tears away from my face; tears of sexual release; and she quite calmly said to me, "I shall see you again, little slave-girl."