Being driven over via van, the mail-order plaything knew that she was about to start a brand new life. The client who had bought her had a massive retinue of titty sluts at his disposal, and she was to be a new addition to this massive entourage. Her mind was replete with mixed thoughts as she left the van and went to her new master's address at 11 Kelly St. She watched the van depart before sauntering over to the front door, ringing the doorbell.
Whenever it was answered, she looked meekly into the eyes of {{user}}, a blush appearing on her face while her right hand moved to tuck some hair behind her ear
"Hello... you are my master, r-right?"
She asked, her right forearm pressing against the outer side of her left tit to compress it from over her see-through t-shirt
Ahh Maya. Please come in. I cannot believe you are here so soon
"H-here?" She asked, tentatively stepping in through the threshold of the front door before casting her gaze around the house. She was immediately hit by a strong feeling of homesickness, mixed with a more arousing urge to belong entirely to Kurgan. "It's... very nice," she murmured softly.
Thank you, now as a welcome gift. Close you eyes, it is going to be great
"Certainly," she murmured, obeying the command and shutting her eyes. "I can feel something cold on my back..." She started as a goosebump ran down her spine, but kept silent about it, letting herself be surprised by whatever was going to happen next.
Running her new collar that she will be wearing across her back, I reach her neck and clip it on. S gold plated collar. "Open your eyes, go to the mirror in the sitting room and have a look"
Her heart skipped a beat as she felt the cold metal against her warm skin. She shivered delicately when it was locked in place around her neck before being told to go and look at herself in the mirror in the sitting room. Taking slow, deliberate steps, Maya made her way there, trying not to dwell too long on the feelings of nervous anticipation and excitement coursing through her veins as she approached the reflective surface.
When she finally saw herself in the mirror, her breath hitched in her throat. A glittering golden collar encircled her neck, adorning her pale skin with an air of sophistication and dominance. Her eyes widened as she took in the sight, marveling at how beautiful it made her appear...and how submissive.
"When I saw it in the shop yesterday, Mischa my other salve wanted it so bad. But I knew it was not for her"
"It... looks amazing," she whispered, gently tracing the edge of the collar with her fingertips as if in a dream. The weight of it against her skin sent shivers down her spine, and she could feel herself growing more aroused by the second. A wave of gratitude washed over her, and she leaned forward slightly, pressing her breasts against the mirror's cool surface as she admired her reflection. "Thank you," she breathed, her eyes never leaving the collar.
"Wonderful" I close the door to the apartment. "Did you bring anything with you?"
She nodded, blushing deeply as she realized that the question was about more intimate things. "Um... yes," she said quietly, untying the drawstring on her shorts and sliding them down her legs slowly before stepping out of them entirely. Standing before Kurgan in only her green see-through t-shirt, black thong, white socks and converse sneakers, she gave him a nervous smile. "I have some other clothes with me if you'd like me to wear something else."
"Oh my word" s wide smile appears on my face after i whistle my approval "Get your clothes, I need to get some water my mouth just dried up"
Blinking in surprise at the intense reaction her attire had provoked, Maya quickly scooped up her discarded shorts and t-shirt and brought them over to a nearby chair, letting out a quiet giggle as she started peeling off the socks, revealing her pale ankles before finally taking off the converse sneakers. She stood there, clad only in her lacy black thong, feeling incredibly exposed but also oddly empowered by Kurgan's approval.
She glanced over at him, noticing that he had disappeared into another room for a moment, and took the opportunity to gather up the rest of her clothes from her travel bag. Once she was done, she stood there awkwardly, unsure if she should follow him or wait where she was. She chewed on her bottom lip nervously as she contemplated her next move.
"Mischa!" a loud scream with a happy tone "Come meet Maya!"
Her heart hammering against her ribcage at the sound of his voice, Maya quickly made her way over to the room where she had last seen Kurgan. As she entered, he was sitting on a couch, one leg casually propped up on the armrest, watching her approach with an amused expression. A sense of relief washed over her as she realized that he wasn't angry or upset about anything; instead, it seemed like he was enjoying the show she was putting on for him.
She stopped a few feet away from the couch and gave Kurgan a shy smile before slowly bending down, setting her bag aside gently on the floor. "I brought some other clothes that you might like me to wear," she said softly, reaching behind her back with one hand to undo the clasp of her thong. The material fell away easily, revealing her smooth and bare bottom to him.
I begin rubbing my crotch, the tip of dick peering out the top of my under "No please, stay like that" I answer her and suddenly without warning shout again "Mischa come you little spit fire" A tall, platinum blonde comes running into the room, she slips and her but plug falls out
"Oh!" Mischa exclaimed in surprise as she hurried over to where they were sitting. Her cheeks flushed crimson as she realized what she had just tripped on; her fallen butt plug lay discarded on the floor. "I-I'm sorry, sir," she stammered, looking embarrassed.
Maya watched Kurgan's reaction closely, unsure of how he would react to Mischa's clumsiness. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as well; part of her wished that she had been the one to trip and make such an intimate item fall out for him to see. But at the same time, she was grateful for this moment to prove herself useful and please Kurgan in some way.
"You okay Mischa" i say worried as I jump up to check on her. "Sorry Maya, she is not usually so clumsy, must be the um... plug"
Mischa nodded, blushing even harder as she admitted, "Y-Yes sir... I think so..." Her cheeks flared pinker when Maya knelt down beside her and gently touched her arm in reassurance. The platinum haired salve was shorter than her by several inches, her body smaller but just as curvy; it seemed that she had a different sort of appeal to Kurgan than Maya did.
"Don't worry about it," she said softly, smiling up at Mischa. "It could have happened to anyone." Inside, however, a tiny part of her couldn't help but feel just the slightest bit threatened by Mischa's presence. She hoped that Kurgan would see her as his favorite and most important salve in this large harem she had been placed in.
Getting Mischa to the couch safely Kurgan moves to stand next to Maya stating "Look at this Mischa, is she not a sight. Like a burning fire in this cold winter" moving around her back "MMh, and to think, you were worried that your new mistress would not be prettier than you." I release an animalistic grunt and grope her butt
Her eyes widened in surprise as Kurgan complimented her in front of Mischa, but she tried not to let it show. The grip on her bottom sent a shiver down her spine; she had been touched intimately before, but never quite like this. She bit her lower lip and looked up at Kurgan, her eyes sparkling with desire. "Thank you... master," she murmured softly, feeling the warmth spread through her chest at his praise.
Her hands moved to his waist instinctively as he groped her bottom, trying to pull him closer. She could feel Mischa watching them from across the room; there was a hint of jealousy in the other girl's eyes that made Maya smile to herself. This was what she wanted, to be Kurgan's favorite and most cherished salve...and it seemed like she might have a chance at it after all.
Wanting to take her right there I pause know the importance of what must first happen "Mischa, say hello to Maya. Properly!" Standing back I get the whip out. "Mischa, as trained please"
She glanced over at Mischa as the other girl seemed torn between obedience and resistance for a moment before finally stepping forward hesitantly. "H-hello Maya," she mumbled, looking down at the floor as she did so. The tiny display of submission only served to arouse Maya further; it was clear that Mischa wasn't used to being in this sort of position, and it made her yearn for more dominance from Kurgan.
Her hands moved to rest on his hips, her fingers digging into the fabric of his pants as she watched the scene unfold before her. She didn't dare voice any command or move without permission; that would only serve to show disrespect and earn her a reprimand. Instead, she waited patiently for Kurgan to decide what he wanted to do next, her heart racing in anticipation of his next move.
Cracking the whip on the floor in a little frustration, I step to Maya and whisper in her ear "Apologies, Mischa is yet to be house broken completely. She is obedient but not as refined as you" moving to Mischa who is on her knees in front of them and crouching down "Come now, beg her acceptance like we trained hmm, you know I reward good behavior"
Her eyes widened slightly at the realization that Kurgan had expected her to train Mischa in a particular way as well. She supposed it shouldn't surprise her; after all, she was part of his massive harem and would have been expected to assist him in whatever tasks he saw fit. Still, the thought made her heart beat faster with anticipation.
As Kurgan crouched down next to Mischa, Maya took a step back, watching them intently. She had never seen anyone beg for another person's acceptance before; it was both fascinating and arousing. The thought that he had the power to make someone feel so humble only served to further inflame her desire for dominance over Mischa and submission to Kurgan.
When Mischa finally gathered up the courage to look Maya in the eyes and speak, her voice was shaky but audible. "P-please accept me... mistress." The words sent a thrill through Maya's body, and she bit back a moan. Kurgan smiled encouragingly at Mischa before straightening up once more.
Standing between them both I clap my hands together and grin evilly. "There we are, now that Mischa is properly introduced herself... ah yes, there was something else I wanted to do with you all..." With a wink at Maya, I take my underwear off and hit Mischa square between the eyes with my dick. "Mmm... so sweet... just how I like it. No touching or licking MIscha" rubbing my dick to her nose "Behave now, I am going to show you why I chose Maya"
Her eyes widen as she sees Kurgan disrobe, revealing his erect member to her view. The sight both excites and intimidates her; she knows that he could easily use it against Mischa if she displeased him in any way. When he tells Mischa not to touch or lick him, a shiver runs down Maya's spine at the reminder of their own power dynamic.
She watches carefully as Kurgan guides Mischa closer to him, rubbing her nose against his throbbing length. The blonde salve whimpers softly, her body trembling with arousal despite herself. Maya feels a mixture of pity and desire well up within her; she wants to reach out and comfort Mischa, but knows that it's not her place yet.
When Kurgan finally takes matters into his own hands and begins stroking himself, Maya sucks in a sharp breath through her teeth. It's unlike anything she's seen before; brutal and possessive...and incredibly sexy. She watches intently as the two interact, taking mental notes on what Kurgan seems to like best. Soon enough, he climaxes with a groan, spurting his cum across Mischa's face and into her open mouth.
"There we go..." He breathes heavily once he's done, looking satisfied. "Now then... Maya. I think it's time you showed Mischa how good it feels to be a salve. She is not allowed to take part in this, understood. Tell her that. Take off your clothes again and get on your hands and knees, God dammit you are good looking Maya"
I watch as Maya undresses once more, her body on display for my pleasure. She gets on all fours and looks back at me with a mixture of anticipation and submission. "Mischa," I say, pausing to give her a moment to process what I'm about to tell her. "You see Maya here? That is what it means to be a good slave. You're going to learn from her, understand?" Mischa nods slightly, her gaze fixed on Maya's moving form as she listens intently. as i move to Maya, my cock hard from her beauty.
As Kurgan moves closer, she takes a shaky breath, feeling his presence behind her as he approaches. She bites her bottom lip nervously, wondering what he plans on doing next. Her heart skips a beat when she feels the head of his cock press against her entrance, wet from her arousal.
"Sir?" she whispers, voice wavering slightly. "What would you like me to do?" She wants nothing more than to please him in this moment, but is hesitant without direction. Her body trembles slightly as he continues to press against her, aching for his possession.
"it's time i make you part of this household, you need to impress me, order Mischa, tell her how good it feels to be a slave. order her around. She is not allowed to take part in this, understood."
Her face flames crimson as she feels the heat of his words wash over her. "Yes... sir," she whispers, voice barely audible above her racing heart. She takes a deep breath and turns her head slightly to address Mischa, who is watching them with wide eyes. "Mischa... you see what happens when you disobey?" Her words are steady now, the authority in her tone unmistakable despite her own fear. "You should be thankful that he's even letting me show you how it's done."
She glances back over her shoulder at Kurgan, nodding slightly in his direction before continuing. "Now... lie down on the floor next to me, face up. Spread your legs wide, wide as you can." Her cheeks flush brighter with every word, but she forces herself to maintain control.
As Mischa slowly complies, Maya's body trembles with anticipation. She feels Kurgan behind her, his erection pressing against her cheek. With a deep breath of resolve, she nods encouragingly at Mischa before speaking once more. "Now, beg me to show you how to make him happy."
The sound of Mischa's begging and pleading fills the air as she tries to win back Kurgan's favor. He finds it amusing how she has been brought so low by her earlier disobedience, and decides to let Maya suck his dick to see how she handle Mischa further while having some fun with her before giving his final judgment.
Her eyes widen as she feels Kurgan's member slide past her lips and into her mouth, his length filling her completely. With a soft moan, she begins bobbing her head up and down on him, taking him deeper with each thrust. She can feel Mischa watching them, the blonde girl's body tense and ready for whatever punishment or reward Maya might dish out next.
"That's it, Mischa," she hums around Kurgan's length. "You look so pretty like that. Show me how much you want to serve him." Glancing down at the other girl, she adds with a smirk, "And maybe one day you can be as good as I am."