Heir, page 18
part #5 of Ressaline Series
I nodded.
The woman had been serious, and we ended up with the shortest event of the day. Gionna and Allium, in their white shifts, stepped forward and helped release the new pleasure slave. The woman clutched to her owner, who helped her from the field.
Then we watched as the workers brought a sort of portable wall out. They set it up spanning one of the trenches. Once it was in place and secure, Allium gestured to the wall. Gionna walked over with her then allowed herself to be tied into place.
I stopped paying attention to the audience. Olivia didn’t say a word, but Allium began touching and stroking Gionna, talking quietly. I turned to Dee. “Bring me as close as I’m allowed.”
She nodded, and we moved forward, coming to a stop somewhat to the right out of Gionna’s direct line of sight, and not quite closely enough to hear what Allium was whispering to Gionna. But it was close enough I saw Gionna’s feet in the trench, the liquid clear, but her feet red. And then the resin began to climb her.
Allium talked, touched, stroked, kissed, and the resin climbed Gionna. It began to also climb Allium, but not as quickly.
Then she released Gionna’s shift, tossing it to the side, and after that, as she stroked the Ressaline Princess, she dipped her hand in the resin, painting Gionna’s body.
She was red to her breasts before Allium finally used the device to enter her. And then she moved slowly, gently, whispering the entire time.
Gionna entirely surrendered, simply surrendered to what was happening to her, and then she began calling out Allium’s name, over and over, long before she began shuddering.
Then she hung limply, Allium panting, partially supporting her. I looked at Dee. “May I help untie her?”
“Yes, but we’re keeping you.”
“Fine.”
The three of us approached. Allium turned. “Do you need help?” I asked.
“She went deep,” Allium replied. “I won’t be able to support her.”
I gestured to Olivia. It took all of us working together, and then Claary and Gigi were there, helping Allium carry Gionna from the arena.
The audience cheered.
I watched after them. The enormity of my choices pressed at me. Olivia stepped in front of me. With my arms held tightly by the slaves, Olivia stepped closer. “I can’t let you back out now.”
“I have no intention of backing out.”
“Your event is different.”
“No resin.”
“Yes. Bee and Dee are going to take you to one of the preparation rooms. There is a route from the open door to the room, but all other exits are closed off.”
“Olivia, I really don’t care for the distrust. Put it away. They may do whatever they’re going to do.”
“Take her.”
They led me away. We exited the arena, and then it was only a short walk to one of the rooms. Once inside, with the door closed, they released my arms. “Are you going to cooperate?” Dee asked.
“Yes.”
“Let us do everything,” she said.
“Of course.”
They undressed me, taking their time. And while that involved touching me, they were well-behaved. I said nothing, simply let them do what they wanted, but once they were done, I said, “Is it wrong to ask for a little kiss?”
“No.” They each gave me a hug and a sweet little kiss. And then they had a shift ready. They pulled it onto me.
And then there was rope. They let me see it, and I nodded. They bound my hands behind my back, and they seemed to know what they were doing. And then Dee was holding something of leather and buckles.
“What is that?”
“It goes over your head,” she said. “It can’t come loose.”
I let them apply it, blinding me. They did up the buckles, and then one of them caressed my face.
“Is Olivia taking me for herself?”
“She didn’t say. Ahlianna, we’re going to take you out there, holding your arms. We’ll finish securing you, and then your new owner will claim you. But we have one more thing to do first. This isn’t something we normally do, but when someone comes to her First without being pacified, some percentage of the time, she expresses dismay partway through, before the magic has fully claimed her. Olivia doesn’t want you doing that. Open your mouth.”
“This isn’t necessary.”
“Olivia said you get what we’re going to do, or you get the tonic.”
“Oh. I thought that’s what you were about to do.”
“Open your mouth, Ahlianna.”
I did as I was told, and they slid something into my mouth. “It’s made from the resin,” Dee said. It filled my mouth, not entirely, but rather full, and then it clamped into place with the harness. They offered a few soothing touches. “You look hot like this,” said the one on my left. I think that was Bee. “Olivia said we could tease you a little.”
They began rubbing my bottom. I stood still for it. It felt nice and was actually soothing. They spent a minute or two being very kind. I gave a little moan.
One of them brushed at my face. “You probably feel helpless and vulnerable,” Dee said. “But you look so hot, Ahlianna.”
“I want to tell you something. This is Bee.” She turned me to face her and wrapped around me. “We were playing with you earlier, but I didn’t think you’d let it go too far. It was in fun.”
“And we got to play with Claary, Gigi, and Bess,” Dee added. “And now we’re playing with you, just a little.”
They touched me a little more, innocent, sweet touches. And then Dee asked, “Are you all right, Ahlianna?” I nodded. “Good.” She pulled my head down and kissed my forehead. And then they grabbed my upper arms and led me from the room.
* * * *
The audience roared, whistled, hollered, stamped their feet, and otherwise made no end of noise as we stepped out under the sun. I was… overwhelmed. My heart was pounding, and I was scared, but I would have strode forward, not run away. Bee and Dee led me across the grass, not taking a direct route, and then we came to a stop.
The audience quieted.
“Ahlianna Cinnabar,” Olivia said formally, “Crown Princess of Flarvor. This is a good look on you.” The audience enjoyed that. Then I felt someone directly in front of me, and a mouth against my ear. “I hope you don’t hate me now?”
I shook my head slightly.
She caressed my cheek on one side and kissed my ear. “The device in your mouth is hollow. You can breathe through it, and sound will escape, if you try, but it will be wordless. If you could, you’d probably tell me it wasn’t necessary.” I nodded. “I didn’t want to risk a poor reaction. This isn’t how we do this. Well, it is, but we don’t usually do it here. But I heard what you said, and you give me faith in your country, and our future friendship.”
At that, I straightened slightly.
Then she stepped back. “Judge Jessla, events overtook proper preparations. We do not have proper paperwork, but all assembled heard her declare her intentions. As Ahlianna is 18, our laws allow for a two-month First, but per an agreement, this will have a one month duration. Will you approve this First?”
“I will,” Jessla said.
“Ahlianna, you cannot see, but your friends here in Charth are here to bear witness.” Then she was back once more. “You’re breathing rapidly. I can still give you the tonic.” I shook my head. “It is startling, Ahlianna.” I shook my head again. “All right.” She raised her voice, speaking for all. “Finish preparing her.”
Bee and Dee turned me. We walked a short distance until they pressed me against something soft, just waist high. They caressed my bottom, and then Dee said, “We love doing this, or having this done to us, but it is startling the first time.”
And then, as they held me, someone began binding my legs, pulling them more widely. I gave a little grunt, but it was too late to change my mind. And then it was definitely too late as they bent me over, and heavy straps came down across my back. I didn’t struggle, but I think I whimpered a little as they prepared me.
But it was too late, and I wasn’t going anywhere.
They strapped me tightly, but then Bee and Dee untied my shift and pulled it from me. I gave another whimper, but soon I was fully exposed for all to see.
Then Dee leaned over and whispered into my ear, “You’re going to love being a pleasure slave, Ahlianna. This part is a little hard, but it doesn’t last long, and then you’ll belong to her and think of nothing but what she wants you to think.”
I gave another whimper. Then there was a fresh touch on my back. Someone walked around me, and then I felt as she leaned down. “Thank you, Ahlianna. I’ll take care of you. This isn’t how I would have done this, but it’s how it has to be done in public.”
It was Holliahta, which didn’t really surprise me.
She spent a minute or two touching, crooning to me, making promises to me. I shivered a few times and listened to what she said, but it was impossible to forget what was happening, impossible to forget I couldn’t stop it.
I wanted to stop it. I didn’t want to be here, not like this, and I realized I’d made a mistake. I’d entered this with bluster, but the reality was catching up.
I don’t know if I would have told her to stop if I could. But I shouldn't have changed my plan. My first time should have been with Gionna, but we hadn’t gotten that far.
And then Holliahta moved around me, touching, stroking, and then, for the first time in my life, someone was touching my most private place.
She touched me there, speaking to me, but I lost track of her words, and all I could do was feel what she was doing.
And I began to panic.
Then she was pressing at me with something, and I struggled against it, but I was completely bound, hopelessly bound, and as I squirmed, it entered me. She froze, and for a minute, so did I, the device deep inside me.
“There you go,” Holliahta said. “The magic is starting now, Ahlianna. I will call you Ah-ah, and you will be entirely mine.”
Then she began moving again, and I felt the magic going to work on me. I felt it raising my passion, in spite of the setting, in spite of the situation, in spite of my pounding heart, the magic began to take hold of me, and my whimpers turned into moans.
“Yes,” she whispered. “Try to hold out, Ah-ah. There is no escape but forward. There is no escape but to become mine, gloriously mine.” And she moved, and I moaned.
She spoke. She moved, and I wanted more. I began asking for more, for more. “Yes,” she said. “There you go, my darling girl. There you go. Feel the pleasure. Feel lost to the pleasure.”
And it came to me, filling me. I gave a little cry, and then my entire body was taken, my entire body filled with the deepest bliss, pleasure after pleasure coursing through me. I shuddered and shook, crying out wordlessly. And still she moved and still she stroked, and I became utterly, utterly lost to the magic.
Part Two
Chapter Ten
I don’t remember much for a while. I don’t know if I passed out. I remember clutching at Holliahta, unwilling to be separated, wanting her as close as she could hold me.
I remember pleasures, pleasures given and pleasures received. I remember moments of being held.
But all of this was vague, for a while.
I think my first coherent thought was this: I was kneeling to her, my head bowed, and she was stroking my hair. I lifted my head, and she smiled at me. “There you are, Ah-ah. Are you with me?”
I nodded slowly.
She was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. I gave a little whimper and threw my arms around her, burying my head in her lap.
“It’s okay,” she said, stroking my head. “It’s okay, my darling pet.” She continued to stroke, speaking soothingly, and then said, “Can you look at me, my pet?”
I nodded, and then slowly lifted myself from her lap. She was twice as beautiful as before, and I was filled with pleasure at knowing I belonged to her. And in that moment, I wanted nothing more than to please her, to do anything designed to bring her pleasure.
“My First was long ago,” she said. “I remember being frantic.” She caressed my head. “I was frantic to be with her, frantic for her touch, and frantic to please her.”
I gave a little whimper and nodded.
“In a few minutes, I’ll let you bathe me. You’ve been out of it, but I think you’re here. Darling, it won’t last, not this first time. You’ll be with it for a while, but you’re going to lose yourself again. This is normal. You are called Ah-ah, and you belong to me.” I nodded. “I’m going to tell you the rules. I’ve told you a couple of times. Do you remember?”
I looked up at her face. I couldn’t answer. She waited a moment then said, “It’s okay, my darling pet. The rules are easy. You are not a princess right now. You are my pleasure slave, no more, no less. You are my property, but only my property.”
At that I smiled and nodded.
“Good,” she said. “You can’t help but obey me. You will also be tempted to obey other people, but you must obey only me. If we are in Olivia’s home or Government House, you may obey Olivia. If we are at the embassy, you may obey Allium. But if anyone else gives you an order, you will immediately come to me. Do you understand?”
I nodded.
“Good. Next, you are for my pleasure. You may touch me all you want, however you want. If I do not want you to do something, I will tell you. You may seek any comfort you want from me, and I will offer it. Do you understand.” I nodded and hugged her tightly, but when she lifted my chin, I looked up at her.
“You will avoid letting anyone else touch you unless you have my specific permission. I will allow greetings of our friends, but that is all. If anyone seeks to touch you, you will come to me for my protection.”
I smiled, knowing she would protect me.
“If I tell you to do something that is hurting you, you will find a way to tell me. You will allow no one to hurt you, not even me inadvertently. I wouldn’t hurt you intentionally, but I may not know, for instance, that I am making you kneel too long. Do you understand?”
I thought I did, but I didn’t respond. She caressed my face. “It’s all right. You may begin talking. You probably won’t. You may spend much of your time with me not fully aware. That’s all right, too. I’ll take care of you, Ah-ah.”
I leaned down and kissed her hand. She’d take care of me.
“Good girl,” she said. “Your name is Ah-ah. I may call you other names such as darling or pet. You will not answer to other names you might know as yours. Now, are you ready to bathe me?”
I nodded.
She stood and then pulled me to my feet. Then, for the walk, I clung to her. She didn’t seem to mind. We reached her bathing chamber, and she made sure I knew where to find everything.
She had to order me for each step. Begin filling the tub. Add soap. A little more. Collect brushes and hand towels. Undress her. One thing she didn’t have to guide: whenever I could, I kissed her skin, a hand, an arm, her shoulder.
She led me to the tub, testing the water, then climbed in as it continued to fill. “You will bathe me, then you will join me.”
I did everything she said, and I was in heaven as she offered little sounds of encouragement.
Then she invited me into the tub and had me finish bathing her, catching those last places I hadn’t washed yet. When I was done, she pulled me into her arms and held me tightly. I laid my head on her shoulder.
A while later, I dried both of us, and then she took my hand and led me to her bed. Once there, she showed me what she liked.
I remember giving her pleasure, and in doing so, I was filled to the brim with my own pleasure. I don’t remember more from that day.
* * * *
I remember much, but not everything, from the next several days. I was entirely devoted to Holliahta. I couldn’t even think about anything else. I didn’t think about who I was outside the context of her pleasure slave. I didn’t think about my family, my other friends. I didn’t worry about anyone or anything, except giving Holliahta any pleasures she might desire.
Well, that’s not entirely true. I also enjoyed the pleasures she gave me, and I loved that she let me share her bed with her. Each night, I would pleasure her, and when she had received enough, she brought me up to her, and we cuddled together. Eventually she would order me to sleep, and I would.
But I might wake in the middle of the night, and if Holliahta was also awake, she might order me to rub her back, and I would be lost in the bliss of doing so.
I’m not sure, but I think I was hers for two weeks before we left her house. The first was for a simple walk, and she let me cling to her arm the entire time. We greeted a few people, but I had eyes only for her. The next time was to go to dinner, and I knelt beside her. She fed me from her fingers, which I also loved.
But then she brought me to her workshop where she made glass. The other slaves were busy with their own duties, but Gretchena stepped over. “How is she doing?”
“Quite well,” Holliahta said. “How are things here?”
Holliahta checked on the status of her business, and she worked a while, leaving me in a chair while she did. I watched her avidly, but she’d told me not to bother her unless it was an emergency, so I sat quietly and watched.
But I was so relieved when she took me home and told me to pleasure her.
After that, we went to her workshop every day, and I didn’t care for it, but then she might let me rub her feet or her hands, and eventually we went home. Once there, she let me give her pleasures, so many pleasures, and giving each filled me with bliss.
* * * *
And then she declared we would stay home today. “I want to spend the day with you,” she told me. I clapped happily and then knelt to her.
We spent the day together, the entire day, much of it in bed, until I had completely worn her out, and then some besides.
We napped together, and then went out for dinner. Back home, she told me to help her sleep.
I did.
* * * *
I lay in bed, staring at the wall. There were arms around me, but I didn’t feel right. And then I felt a kiss on my shoulder.
