1. Chapter Two - The Journey Home


    Date: 9/18/2015, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Masturbation, Author: autumn_taylor, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    successful hunt, it is very likely that the Sovereign will allow him and his men to vent their frustrations on me. "This one," I say, pointing to the Pixie. "She is not to be touched by you or your men." He threw me a further frustrated glance. "She is pure," I continue. "She must be saved for the Sovereign to take." He grunted at me loudly before giving me an angered nod. "Don't worry. As soon as he is done with her, you and your men will be able to . . . make friends with her." As I say this the Pixie's lifts her gaze from the floor, regarding both myself and Vlad with a look of horror. Before she can say anything her restraints are tugged and she is dragged away to the boarding house to begin her training. I watch them go before continuing toward the Sovereign's home. I past the guards at the main door and entered the huge lobby. It was a very dated house. Victorian era I would have guessed. Like all things in this world, it had seen better days. The walls were cracked in places and the paint had begun to flake. Me and the other subjects did the best that we could to maintain the building, but the harsh and unpredictable weather conditions meant that many jobs were done badly, if at all. I bounced up the large wooden staircase that stood to the left of the entrance and reached the first floor. The Sovereign would be in his study now, partaking in his late afternoon 'pamperings'. I reached the study door and found it partly ajar. Candlight spilled out into the hallway as I ...
    approached and knocked once. "Come." A deep voice from inside barked. I entered. The study was as dated as the rest of the house. Not a large room, but it had a very high ceiling. A large fireplace crackled off to my right. The walls were covered with bookcases, all filled with large leatherbound volumes, telling tales of a long lost time. The Sovereign sat in his chair at the back on the room, in front of a large bay window, all covered with snow. He was a large figure, even sitting down. As wide as he was tall, he appeared as though he could block out the sun if he so desired. Although not as rugged and muscular as Vlad and many of the others, the Sovereign had a power. He was an intimidating figure. Solid and strong as an oak tree. No gust of wind would ever cause him to fall. He gestured to me to enter with his free hand. His other was atop of Ariel's crown of long red hair. Her naked form sat at his feet, her head bobbing rhythmically as she worked his penis in her mouth. Ariel, a name given to her by the Sovereign. We all had names the Sovereign gave us and we went by no other. "Tell me of the hunt," he said. I took a step forward, feeling the heat of the fire at my side. Felt it nead my bare chest and legs as the chill began to creep from my body. "It went well," I said. "We managed to capture three more subjects." The Sovereign looked at me, a subtle grin creeping across his features. "Vlad, killed one of the males that they were travelling with, but I do not believe ...
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