EROTICA STORY presents:

The House of Smoke
An original bdsm story by Libido Ergo Sum

“We have got to get going. Master wants you to get marked today, and time is already running short. We have got to get you to Aces and Eights out in Athens by this afternoon. First things first: we have to get you cleaned up. We’ll go out to your quarters and we’ll move from there. Come on now, we’ve got to get moving. When we get back we’ll have more to worry about, but now let’s get going.” Tessa was speaking to her as an almost equal, which confused her, but right now Tessa was acting as a slave as well, she had moved into that headspace for the time being.

She got Thalia into the shower and washed her body with a tenderness and care that only a woman could. She kissed the vivid red marks she had left with the dragon tail and lovingly sucked on her pink and swollen pussy. Thalia begged to be fisted again, and Tessa obliged her. Thalia moaned and gasped as her lips parted for her fingers and slowly accepted her knuckles and swallowed her hand all the way up to her wrist. Tessa had buried two fingers from her other hand into her own pussy and was feverishly trying to cum with Thalia who had been having mini orgasms since her Master’s cock had taken her anal cherry. Tessa gave Thalia's clit one more good suck and then reached up to turn off the water. Whatever they were doing could wait until after hours, especially since Tessa needed to start her charge on her new training agenda. The last of the water beaded up on Thalia's skin and dribbled off over her breasts and made rivulets down her shapely legs. Tessa pulled her hand from Thalia's depths with a warm, wet slurp. She proffered her fingers to Thalia who devoured them hungrily and wound up with pussy juice all over her face.

They got dressed and prepared to leave. This was the first time in months that Thalia had worn normal clothes. Normally it was either BDU's, PT's or business suits. This time it was tight jeans, tight shirt, a black silk ribbon tied around her neck in a flamboyant bow, and one to tie her hair back in a low ponytail. Tessa's neckband was smaller and fastened in the back with a small elastic band and was red in color to denote her status in Smoke's House. They both wore the same, high-heeled Mary-Jane shoes that they wore to Thalia's initiation. One further difference between the two of them was that Tessa made her wear the strap on vibrator that she had worn on the first day of her initiation. Now it was Thalia's turn to take the mark of her Master.

They arrived at Aces and Eights, just after dusk. Business was starting to pick up from all the college kids getting ready for graduation and summer vacation. They walked in and asked for Will. Will was the guy who had done Smoke's back piece before he got into the Army. He had also done Tessa's mark. They asked for Will and was told he was doing a piece right now, but he was almost done.

“Tell him that Smoke's appointment is here. He'll understand.” Tessa instructed the girl that was holding down the front desk.

“Hang tight, I'll let him know you're here.”

They were waiting patiently. Thalia waited in silence as she was instructed. Tessa hopped on her cell phone and left a message for her gynecologist. Thalia would be getting her tubes tied. He had a fetish of cumming inside his slaves, but he definitely did not want children, so he made sure to take care of things like that. He would also make sure that his charges would go to the dentist every six months and to the doctor once a year for a full physical and once a quarter for minor checkups. He was a demanding Master, but he would not put their health in jeopardy. While Tessa was off trying to make a phone call from the middle of the boondocks, she fired up Thalia's little toy. She peaked from around the corner to watch the girl squirm and fight the incessant vibrations from her toy. She'd turn off the little torture device every now and then only to start it back up again at a higher setting. Thalia was in a heavenly hell. She couldn't escape the pleasure, she couldn't fight it, she didn't want to, but everyone around her would get a faint whiff of her love nest, and they would know.

Soon, Will was done and it would be time for Thalia to become forever part of the House of Smoke. She would wear the gold Cross Cannons on a scarlet oval that had been the flag of the Artillery, where Smoke got his name as a Platoon Sergeant. Now, after his retirement, he kept the name as he reentered “the lifestyle.” A win in the lottery had allowed him the capitol to finance his various appetites and shrewd business deals have made him wealthy. He also carried a penchant for taking care of his community which earned him respect from Atlanta’s elite.

As the buzzing needle drew near to her skin, Tessa turned the vibrator up to maximum and let it go until the tattoo was done. Her skin was soft, healthy and took the ink like it was meant to be there. When he was done, so was Thalia. Her head was swimming as she was beginning to truly love the pain.

When they returned to the house, Tessa laid out a large assortment of variously shaped glass dildos. Thalia was still delirious from riding all the way back with her little toy buzzing angrily between her legs, but still managed to give Tessa a confused look.

“They’re for exercising your kegel muscles. You’ll start training in the morning; you’ll need to have some serious muscle control if you’re going to make it with Smoke. You’ll also need to stretch your ass out; you don’t want your skin ripping there.”

Tessa took Thalia’s clothes off and tossed them by the side of the bed. She kissed her charge gently on the lips while her hands explored every curve that her slave had to offer. Tessa could feel the heat from all the blood rushing to the fresh tattoo. She backed up and proceeded to remove her own clothes. She peeled Thalia’s soaking panties from her inhaled deeply and pushed Thalia to the bed.

“You realize that you’re also my slave as well. When Smoke is not using you, I have control over you. Since you’re mine, you better learn how to make love to a woman.”

“Teach me, Mistress. Teach me how to pleasure you.”

With that, Thalia was thrown to the bed and in a flash Tessa was on top of her. Tessa wriggled and squirmed her way past Thalia so that she was in a position to straddle her face.

“First you need to learn how to lick and suck my pussy; get to it!”

Thalia had only tasted her own wetness, but never taken the opportunity to experience pleasuring another woman. She took her tongue and started a Tessa’s opening and moved slowly forward, enjoying the sweet, creamy taste. As she moved forward she kept pressing harder until she found Tessa’s clit, which immediately took her breath away. She took the growing pink button between her lips and gave a gentle suck while swirling around the tip of her trainer’s engorged button. Tessa couldn’t handle it any more. She had whirled around and tried to suffocate Thalia with her pussy while she gorged herself on her charge’s wetness.

They rolled around on the bed and fucked each other half to death. The two of them were sweating, panting and reeling from absolute ecstasy that had them both absolute slaves to the moment. A single touch from a fingertip would send jolts that could incapacitate the other with spasms of pleasure. Thalia's tattoo burned from the rivulets of sweat that rolled down her back. She was letting her ego go with every touch, the knife that Tessa brought with her didn't just cut her skin but cut the bonds to her self identity. Thalia's entire universe became ruled by the power of subservience. The sweat, the sex, blood and endorphins pulsed and tore at Thalia's mind and body. With every new act of depravity and servitude her pleasure grew, everything that she knew about life went out the window. The world grew grey as she gasped for air as orgasm after orgasm took her breath away. Thalia lost consciousness grasping at Tessa's hand as she shoved deeper inside of her. Tessa exhausted from her little session with Thalia curled up behind her charge and was soon asleep. Tessa curled up behind Thalia and pulled her in tight. The whole room smelled of sex and sweat; Smoke stood in the doorway silently, smiling as only a Master can smile. He tucked them in and retreated to the main house to debate what to do with his playthings next.

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