Kayla




Randel cursed himself as he heard the twig snap under the weight of his foot.
He quickly let he arrow he had knocked fly toward his prey, but it was too
late. The rabbit he had been counting on for this evening's supper bounded
away to safety. He could almost taste the turnips he had stored for the lean
winter months as he walked dejectedly back toward his home. His hut was almost
in sight when he heard a strange crackling noise behind him.

When he turned around to look, he saw a strange disturbance in the air. It
reminded him of the way the air would look off in the distance on a hot day,
but the air was far too cool for that to be the case today. Looking closer he
could swear that beyond this apparition, the land appeared lush and green. It
was dark so it was difficult to tell, but it appeared almost like spring time,
not anything like the bleak winter landscape Randel was expecting.

Curiosity over came his fear, and Randel inspected this apparition. First he
put his hand through. He could feel the air was clearly warmer on the other
side. Something in the back of his mind told him that it was foolish to walk
through this apparition, but thoughts of great treasures and unclaimed land
overcame his natural reluctance as Randel stepped through ...
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Alexis knew that she should not wield her powers outside the presence of a
full fledged sorceress, but her final evaluations were tomorrow and she was
determined to make everything go absolutely perfectly in the morning. Besides,
she figured that in 24 hours she would be a full sorceress herself, so what's
the harm? No one could find out about this anyway, other than herself, only
the serving boys were about after working hours anyway, and they tended to
avoid her as much as possible. She didn't blame them, she had a reputation for
experimenting on them with her spells, and when she was feeling amorous, she
treated them rougher than most of her sisters. They may be a little slower in
their duties the next day, but she really enjoyed putting a little color in
their cheeks. Besides, she thought, she had never injured one seriously. As
she continued her work, she decided that when she was done, she would take the
boy scrubbing the floor outside the lab back to her quarters ... just to calm
her nerves before tomorrow. Elizabeth, the girl who had the quarters right
next to hers had told her that this boy could do the most wonderful things
with his tongue and Alexis just had to test him out for herself. Smiling as
she daydreamed about her conquests later that evening she glanced down at her
hand and gasped in horror. She was holding an empty sulfur bowl. "How could I
have been so careless?" She thought. The spell she was practicing called for
coal not sulfur. Starting to panic, she tried to think back to her classes,
but she could not figure out what replacing coal with sulfur might do to alter
the effects of her spell. She looked around the room, but could not discern
anything noticeably different. She poked her head into the hall way but saw
only the boy she had been daydreaming about still hard at work on the floor.
She cast him a devilish smile, which he noticed and quickly cast his eyes back
down to his work, no doubt hoping that she would let him be for the night, but
his stiffening cock told her that he might have mixed feelings about what he
expected that she had in store for him. Remembering that was how she got into
this mess in the first place, she stopped and listened, but did not hear
anything that may indicate that anyone had run into the effects of her
unintended spell. Figuring that she might just get away with this goof without
anyone finding out about it, she returned to the lab and cast the spell of
negation. Whatever her spell had done, it was over now, and it didn't appear
to have done any lasting harm. Not wanting to push her luck any further for
one evening, she cleaned up the lab, picked up the leash that was hanging by
the door and walked into the hallway. The boy Alexis had been thinking about
was almost to the end of the hall. He had clearly picked up the pace since she
last peeked into the hall. "Poor boy" she thought, just 5 more minutes and he
would have finished and probably gotten back to his blanket for a good nights
sleep. "Too bad for him," she thought as she clipped the leash to his collar
and dragged him back toward her quarters, leaving the soap bucket and sponge
abandoned at the end of the hall. If he's lucky some other boy will find this
and finish the job before his task mistress checks his work. But he can't
worry about that now. For the rest of the evening he has to concern himself
only with pleasing Alexis. He knew from the others on his crew that Alexis did
not tolerate boys who could not anticipate her needs. It was going to be a
long night ... +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Randel could hardly believe his eyes. He was standing in a beautiful fertile
valley. If he could claim this land for himself he would be wealthier than he
ever dreamed possible. He couldn't wait until morning to explore this new
land. He started to head out, but after he took a few steps, it dawned on him
that it was night time here and he should return to his hut and get his
lantern before he wandered off too far. After all, he didn't wand to get lost
and not be able to find this apparition which would allow him to go home.

With a smile on his face he tried to sort through all the ideas he had to use
this new land as he walked back toward the apparition. He noticed the
apparition begin to change color as he walked toward it. From yellow to orange
to red to purple. He stopped and admired the simple beauty of this strange
phenomenon, when suddenly it vanished.

It took a few moments for the full consequences of what had just happened to
dawn on Randel. He was in a strange land, and had absolutely no idea of how to
get home. He looked around to make sure he was not seeing things, perhaps he
was just looking in the wrong place. The apparition must be around here
somewhere, it must! Starting to panic he forced himself to calm down. The only
logical thing to do was to wait and see if the apparition would reappear. He
didn't want to think of what would happen if it didn't. He gathered some wood
and started a fire as he began his vigil for the night. Randel figured that if
it didn't reappear by morning, then he would explore the area in the light of
day and figure out what he will do.
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Kayla sat at her post just outside the West gate to the city of Alamar. She
never understood why this gate had to be attended at night. The two main roads
into the city came in from the North and the East. Travelers rarely came in
from this direction, and even if they did, in the middle of the night they
could just as well travel an extra few miles to one of the other gates, or
just wait until morning. Captain Lydia gave her some lame excuse about the
defense of the city, but no one would be foolish enough to attack Alamar, not
with all of those Sorceresses who live at the academy. The very thought of
magic made Kayla uncomfortable, it was unnatural. If a woman can't do
something with her own two hands, it's just not worth doing. That was Kayla's
philosophy.

The sight of the serving boy walking her way brought a smile to Kayla's lips.
Every night about this time they make the rounds along the perimeter to bring
water to the soldiers guarding the gates. This post is the farthest from the
gallery, so it is usually the last to be served. That suited Kayla just fine,
this way she doesn't have to feel guilty for detaining the serving boy and
making one of her sisters wait to be served.

Before he reaches her post, Kayla stands and assumes an irritated expression
as she places her hands on her hips. Staring coldly into his eyes, she scolds
him,

"You're late boy! Aren't you beasts good for anything?" she asks as she taps
her foot against the ground.

"Please forgive me Mistress," he replies "I am doing my best to serve you"

"Ha!" she exclaims "then I guess your best just isn't good enough, just do
your job and put my water beside my chair and go before I decide to correct
you myself instead of just putting you on report"

"Yes Mistress" he answers meekly.

Kayla smiled and admired the boy's muscle tone as he bent over to fill her
glass and put it where she directed. Her boy didn't seem to notice as she
picked up the leash and quietly attached it to his collar. She let out a loud
chuckle as the serving boy almost lost his footing when the leash ran out of
slack and snapped his neck backwards as he tried to hurry from her presence.

"Careful boy" she chided as she walked toward him. She could sense his fear,
which only aroused her more. He stood stark still, afraid to so much as twitch
a muscle as she stood directly behind him and whispered softly into his ear.

"You may be incompetent boy, but you're still city property and ..." Kayla
paused and she began to slowly caress the boy's ass. Looking down over the
boy's shoulder she saw his erection rising as she continued to massage his
cheeks. "Mmm" she moaned in approval, then she gave his butt a loud smack and
continued "I wouldn't want to damage city property now would I? ... at least
not permanently."

Kayla wrapped the end of the boy's leash around her hand several times, then
dragged him behind her as she returned to her chair. After settling in her
seat, she pointed at the ground, and her boy immediately knelt at her feet and
cast his eyes toward the ground. Reaching down toward his now fully stiffened
cock, she let her fingers slide gently along his shaft before closing around
his balls, and giving a playful squeeze. "At least your cock knows how to
properly behave in front of a woman." She laughs as she notices his face
redden with humiliation, "your little cocks are your only real value to
society anyway, so I guess I shouldn't complain too much."

Kayla was just about to put this boy's tongue to some good use when she
noticed a fire off in the distance. Standard procedure dictates that she has
to immediately investigate any unusual activity. She glanced back down at her
boy's cock standing rigid, just waiting for her attention, and she thought
about just ignoring this fire. "It's probably just a group of farmers trying
to bring their crops to market who misjudged the length of their trip" she
thought. But she was up for promotion soon, and if somehow anyone found out
that she did not investigate, she could be turned down.

Sighing audibly she pulled up roughly on her boy's leash. "To your feet boy
... playtime's over, get back to the galley and finish your duties, and if you
see Captain Lydia, tell her that I have gone to investigate a fire outside the
city" She then removed the leash from the serving boys collar, and gave his
butt a firm slap to send him on his way.

As she set off toward the fire, she decided that if she got this promotion,
she would have to go to the next slave auction and get a boy of her own, or
maybe she would finally get a transfer to a combat unit, then she would be
able to capture her own slave and it wouldn't cost her one ounce of copper!
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Randel grew tired of pacing around the fire. He had no idea how far off
morning was, he didn't know if there even was a morning in this strange land.
He sat down to gather his thoughts, but he could feel sleep trying to take
over his mind. His eyes became heavy, and since he had seen nothing
threatening about this place so far ... he decided to give in and get some
rest ...

As Kayla approached the fire, she began to become uneasy. There was no wagon,
no animals, no gear of any kind. Just a single person laying by the fire.
First she thought the person had been robbed and possibly killed, but this
traveler still had a bow and a quiver of arrows by her side.

As she got closer, Kayla noticed that the traveler was breathing regularly,
and the more she looked, the stranger this traveler looked. Then it dawned on
her ... this traveler was a man! Kayla quickly knocked an arrow and trained
her aim on him. But none of the male raiding parties had ever come anywhere
near Alamar, and besides he wasn't dressed as they do anyway, and they
certainly would never use a bow. The male armies preferred those clumsy battle
axes for some strange reason that Kayla could never fathom. He could be a
runaway slave, but he is clothed. There is nowhere a man would find clothes
within a hundred leagues of this place, and the clothes this man wore were
totally alien to Kayla.

Unless this man has companions with incredible skill, skills that Kayla had
never witnessed in any man before, her intuition told her that this one was
here alone. Stealthily, she crept up beside him and picked up the bow and
quiver from the ground. His arrows she added to her own, she cut the string on
his bow with her dagger, so that it would be useless to him should he awake
before she was ready for him. Feeling confident in her preparations, she
prodded him roughly with her boot. "Wake up boy!" she ordered. Groggily,
Randel opened his eyes and sat up as he looked confused at this beautiful
woman standing over him. "Who are you?" he asked, then noticing the arrow
pointed right at his chest his eyes widened and he shuffled backwards away
from her. "Stop!" she shouted "if you move one more inch I'll cut off your
balls" Randel froze in his tracks "If this is your land, then I apologize for
trespassing, I have not killed any of your animals or taken anything else from
this place ... I'm just trying to find my way home. I'm not here to steal from
you or to hurt anyone" he pleaded

"I'll make sure you are returned to your home boy ... if you answer my
questions satisfactorily" Kayla said, trying to fathom why this creature would
concoct such a ridiculous story. "Fair enough" Randel said putting on his most
diplomatic smile in an effort to mask his fear "Ask away" Kayla let her hand
fly and slapped him hard across his face, leaving a red palm print across his
cheek "Do not play games with me boy, or I will end your life right here, and
you will address me as Mistress! You are in enough trouble as it is, don't add
insubordination to a superior woman to the list of your crimes" Randel looked
at her, wondering what in the world he could have done to upset her so much,
and what crimes was she referring to?

"First" Kayla began "Why were you carrying this bow?"

"I was out hunting for my supper ...Mistress" Randel answered thinking the
answer to this question should be obvious.

"What?" Kayla demanded "are you not aware that the penalty for any boy
carrying a weapon is death?"

"Death!" Randel exclaimed, "how am I supposed to support myself in this place
then?"

Not knowing how to begin to answer such a stupid question, Kayla continued
"Where did you get those clothes? Aren't you aware that all boys are to be
naked at all times in the Queendom of Belinia?"

"I was not aware of that ... Mistress, the customs of this land are all
unfamiliar to me"

"Who do you belong to boy? I would like to talk to the Woman who has done such
a poor job of taking care of her property. But don't worry little one, I'm
sure the courts will make sure you have a more diligent owner soon enough"

"I belong to no one Mistress" Randel answered "I have been a free man all my
life"

"Don't lie to me boy!" Kayla warned "There are no free men in this Queendom"

"But I already told you, I am not from this place Mistress"

"Alamar is in the very center of the Queendom, you could not have traveled
this far unnoticed ... anyhow it does not matter. I am not going to be
satisfied by your answers here. You will come with me, and in the morning I
will have one of the Sorceresses get the truth out of you, there is no way you
could deceive them"

"I am not lying to you Mistress" Randel pleaded "I just want to go home"

"Silence boy!" Kayla ordered "From this moment on, you will not speak unless
you are spoken to, is that understood?"

"Yes Mistress" Randel answered, not seeing any alternative than to obey this
woman for the time being. After all, she did still have that arrow aimed
directly at his heart.

"I have already taken care of the weapon you carried, but free man or not,
nothing with a cock is allowed to wear clothing in Belinia, so strip...
NOW!!!"

Randel felt that he had been more accommodating to this woman than she
deserved. He was not about to strip in front of this woman, he didn't even
know her name. "Just wait a minute, I have no intention of going about naked,
your customs be damned!"

Kayla's foot struck so quickly that Randel had no time to react, he just
doubled over as her foot connected with his stomach. Before he even knew what
was happening, Randel found himself lying on his stomach with his faced forced
roughly into the earth and his arms pinned painfully behind his back as his
captor sat on top of him.

Kayla removed Randel's belt with one hand and used it to bind his wrists
behind his back. She then drew her dagger and sliced the fabric of his
breeches lengthwise down the side of each leg from his waist to his knee. When
she was finished she ripped the garment right from his body and threw it
aside. She took a moment to admire his exposed backside and lightly ran her
hands over each cheek. "Let's review what went wrong in our last exchange,
shall we little boy" Kayla began lecturing him, "First ..." She struck Randel
hard on his butt with the palm of her hand "You refused to obey one of my
commands" She stuck him again and Randel let out an audible groan"

"When I give you an order, you will obey me immediately, is that understood?"

Kayla waited for a moment and when Randel didn't answer, she struck him again
and repeated "IS THAT UNDERSTOOD?"

"Yes" Randel almost sobbed, but Kayla struck him again, this time harder than
the last.

"Yes WHAT?"

"Mistress ... yes Mistress" Randel answered as the first tear ran down his
cheek

"That's better, that was the second thing you forgot ..." She struck his ass
again but a little softer this time. "You are always to address me as
Mistress"

"And finally ..." She struck his exposed butt again. "You spoke without
permission. In this Queendom, boys are to be seen ... and not heard! ... You
will speak only when you are spoken to!" Randel was somehow upset that this
was his final mistake, he was being humiliated by this woman who so easily
conquered him and was how tormenting his bare bottom. If that weren't
humiliating enough, he was frightened that in a moment she would turn him over
and find out that his cock had stiffened to a rigid erection during her
punishment of him. Kayla continued to spank him for several minutes without
speaking to him, Randel lost count of how many times she had struck his ass,
but his cheeks burned like fire, he knew he would not sit for quite some time
now. Now that his punishment was over she admired the bright red shade that
she had brought to his cheeks, and she gently ran her hands over them. "You
see what happens when you disobey a woman boy, keep this lesson in mind, if
you follow my rules it won't have to be repeated ... at least not too often.
Now ... are you going to give me anymore trouble little boy?" "No Mistress"
Randel almost sobbed as she continued to slice away his remaining clothes with
her dagger. Randel prayed desperately that his erection would subside before
she was finished, but she worked so quickly that he didn't have much of a
chance. In just a few moments he was completely naked. She sat on top of him
for a moment as she thought about how she was going to get him back to the
city. Then she remembered that she still had the leash from the serving boy
from earlier that evening. This boy wasn't collared, but she improvised by
just tying the leash around his neck. This didn't give the boy much slack, but
it would suffice. Once the leash was properly secured, she stood up and gave
it a tug.

"On your feet boy ... its time to go find out ..." Her laughter cut off her
sentence as he got to his feet and she noticed his erection.

"Well well," she exclaimed "at least part of you has been trained how to
correctly behave in front of a woman" Kayla reached down and massaged his
shaft and gave his balls a squeeze. With his balls in one hand, she raised his
chin with the other, forcing him to look into her eyes. "I don't know which is
more red right now, your face or your ass. There is nothing to be embarrassed
about sweetie, I'm sure all the women you're going to meet would appreciate
this reaction, it tells her that you are happy to serve her."

All the way back to the city Kayla couldn't keep her hands off this boy. He
was clearly uncomfortable with all of her attention, but he would get used to
it. As improbable as it sounded, Kayla was beginning to believe that this boy
really wasn't a run away slave, and if that were the case, she was sure that
the council would allow her to claim him. She would mold him into a perfect,
obedient boy. She hoped he knew how to cook.
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Randel winced every time Kayla squeezed his ass. It was still sore from the
lesson she gave him earlier that night, but she really seemed to enjoy his
discomfort. He was confused and humiliated that throughout his entire ordeal
he had presented his tormentress with a stiff cock, even during the walk to
the city, it would not subside. Humiliating as it was, Randel was glad that at
least his hard cock drew some of her attention away from his sore butt. This
woman seemed to take equal interest in groping his genitals as she did
pinching his bottom.

At last they reached the city, and Kayla went straight to Captain Lydia to
report her activities. Lydia did not seem to notice as Kayla walked into her
office, dragging Randel behind her by his leash. This surprised Kayla because
normally the Captain is constantly alert. Then Kayla noticed a pair of male
feet sticking out from the front of her desk. When she looked to the left she
saw the same serving tray and pitcher that the serving boy had carried to her
post earlier. Kayla smiled as she knocked on the wall beside the opened door
to announce her presence.

Lydia looked up, then taking a moment to focus she announced "Kayla, ... come
in ..."

Kayla watched as the serving boy crawled out from under Lydia's desk and stood
by her side as he wiped his mouth. "I see you got the message that I left my
post to investigate a fire." Kayla said

The serving boy turned to leave the office, knowing that boys have no place in
discussions of business. "Where do you think you're going boy ..." Lydia said
as she picked up his leash and pulled him back toward her, "I'm not done with
you yet ... just go over there and kneel out of the way in the corner ... and
rest that tongue of yours, its got a lot more work to do tonight"

"Yes Mistress" the boy replied as he hurried to obey her command.

Lydia now noticed Randel for the first time. "Come here boy" Lydia commanded
as she stood up from her desk. Kayla let go of his leash and slapped him
firmly on his ass to get him moving toward Lydia.

"Go on boy, do as she says"

Lydia noticed the color in his cheeks as she caressed his butt "Is this your
handy work Kayla?" she asked

"Yes ma'am" Kayla replied "he was a little hesitant to obey me, so I had to
remind him of his position, but he really wasn't much of a problem."

Lydia then moved her hands to stroke his shaft and grip his balls. "I don't
recall having seen this cock in my sector before, who is this boy?" Lydia
asked.

"He claims to be a free man from another land who is merely lost, He was even
clothed and carrying a bow when I found him, I would have killed him for
possessing a weapon, but he was clearly not a treat to anyone. When I found
him, he was all alone and sound asleep, right in front of his fire. I was
hoping to have one of the sorceresses pluck the truth from that pretty little
head of his in the morning. If that is alright with you."

"That's fine Kayla" Lydia responded "He's probably just a run away slave
anyway, and we can have someone go find his owner in the next few days ... oh
but there is some formal graduation function at the academy tomorrow, you may
have to wait until Monday. You can either put him in the dungeon until then,
or if you like, I suppose it would be alright if you looked after him
personally ... judging from that stiff dick of his, I'd say he's taken a
liking to you."

"Thank you Captain, I think I just might take him this weekend, I wouldn't
want him to catch cold in the dungeon"

Lydia laughed as she reached into her desk and pick up a boy collar and tossed
it to Kayla "Its nice that you always have the boys welfare at heart Kayla,
now take that leash off your boys neck and put him in a proper collar"

Kayla untied the leash from Randel's neck. "That's strange, this boy doesn't
have a tan line where a collar would go, if he is a runaway, he's been on the
loose for quite a while now."

"No matter" Lydia replied "the truth will come out on Monday... now get out of
here so we can both get to some more important matters." She then turned her
attention to the serving boy kneeling in the corner. She clapped her hands
twice to get his attention, then pointed to the space under her desk and the
boy immediately crawled back to his former position and resumed his duties in
serving the Captain. Lydia waved goodbye to Kayla with one hand as she gripped
the back of the serving boy's head with the other as she moved him into the
desired position.

Randel could hardly believe what was happening to him, was everyone here
insane? And why did his body refuse to disobey these women? As Kayla buckled
the collar about his neck he felt a bit of precum drip down his penis. His
cock felt like it was going to explode.

Kayla noticed this reaction and laughed. After she pulled him to his feet, she
wiped his cock clean with one finger. She then shook that finger in front of
his face. "No, no, no little boy. You have to satisfy me before I allow you to
cum. I don't appreciate having to wait for a boy to get his penis hard, and
you won't like it when I'm disappointed, UNDERSTAND" she emphasized the last
word by tracing the bridge of his nose with her cum covered finger.

"Yes Mistress" Randel obediently replied

"Good boy" Kayla said as she softly caressed the side of his face, she then
turned and dragged him off toward her quarters, ready to put this boy through
all of his paces.
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Kayla led Randel into her quarters and tied his leash to one of the legs of
her bed. This did not quite leave him enough room to stand up, so Randel took
a seat upon the floor. Kayla looked at him with disbelieving eyes, she raised
her hand to strike him but stopped herself when she saw him flinch. Instead
she reached out and took his chin in her hand and gazed into his eyes. She saw
the fear he had for her, which, as always, made her very aroused, but she also
saw something else. Kayla noticed that this boy was confused, he truly did not
know what she desired him to do, but she sensed that he would not hesitate to
obey her if he knew.

A tear began to fall down Randel's cheek. Kayla smiled at him as she gently
brushed it aside with her finger.

"A boy is never to assume a relaxed position without the approval of his
Mistress" Kayla explained patiently. "If you are unable to stand you must
kneel until I have told you to do otherwise ... do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress" Randel responded meekly as he rose to his knees.

Kayla playfully ran her hands through his hair before she turned and walked to
her closet to retrieve her nightshirt. Randel felt his heart beat faster as he
watched disrobe. His eyes traced her form from her ankles up along her long
slender legs, across her perfectly rounded ass, past the sensuous curve in the
small of her back, across her shoulders where her tanned flesh met her lovely
brown hair. He was hypnotized by this vision of beauty standing before him. He
felt a deep disappointment when she pulled her nightshirt over her body, but
Randel was sure that the image that he just saw would stay burned into his
memory for the rest of his life.

As Kayla turned around, Randel quickly cast his eyes back toward the ground,
fearful of what she might do if she caught him staring at her. As Kayla
approached him slowly, Randel had to force himself to keep his eyes lowered to
the ground. Her beauty was like a magnet for him and the desire to raise his
eyes was almost more than he could withstand. As she stood in front of Him,
Kayla reached down and cupped his chin and forced him to look up into her
eyes.

"You can not fool me boy, your stiff cock tells me all I need to know about
where your eyes were wandering as I changed clothes."

Randel's face reddened with embarrassment as he listened to her words. He
tried to escape her gaze, but her hand held him firm and forced his eyes to
meet hers.

"But that's ok boy ... if I didn't want you to look at me as I changed clothes
... I wouldn't have allowed you to, and the fact that you cast your eyes away
as I turned around shows that you accept your subordinate position."

Kayla then ran her hands gently through his hair before taking a firm grasp
and roughly pulling his hair, and thus his neck, back. "But you must also
learn never to attempt to deceive me ... a boy must never be tempted to hold
anything from his Mistress, she owns not only his body, but his thoughts as
well ... DO YOU UNDERSTAND BOY?"

"Yes Mistress" came Randel's quick reply as another tear formed at the corner
of his eye and ran down his cheek. Randel was now beginning to realize that
his status among the women of this strange land was closer to that of a dog
than a man ... and he desperately began to try to come up with a means of
escape.

Kayla again began to grope her conquest ... letting her hands range from his
face, across his muscled chest, his firm butt, and of course paying special
attention to his ample cock and balls. As if she were reading his thoughts she
began, "That's a good boy, but I do not believe that I have tamed you this
easily ... in case you are harboring any thoughts of escape tonight ... just
remember that if you somehow manage to get by me, there are many more women
all around the this post ... and if they see a cock that they don't recognize,
they will detain you. And when I have you back in my possession the next day"
... Kayla slapped his ass forcefully to emphasize her point ..."I will be most
displeased with you ... and you wouldn't like that."

Kayla then drops her serious expression of discipline gives Randel a
mischievous smile "Now then ... before I let you sleep for the evening, I want
to find out what that tongue of yours is capable of."

She stood him up at the foot of her bed and pushed him backwards and let him
fall gently to the mattress. She then crawled onto the bed on top of him,
looking straight into his eyes she crawled slowly forward with the grace of a
tigress stalking her prey. She paused occasionally to scratch, lick, or even
nibble at his naked flesh. When she got to his face, she kissed him
forcefully, and then rose up onto her knees and centered herself over his
mouth. She looked down at him and saw a mixture of fear and excitement in his
eyes.

"You better get used to this you little slut," Kayla said to him almost
laughing, "You're going to be doing a lot of this in the future."

Kayla then brought her pussy down to his waiting mouth. She could feel him
squirm beneath her. He was trying to move his head away from her pussy, but
her thighs kept him in place. Panicking, he tried to use his arms to lift her
off of his body, but she was too strong for him. She just grabbed him by the
wrists and pinned his arms to the bed.

"I'm glad to see that you have a lot of energy down there you little whore,
but I don't feel your tongue yet, and you're not going to breathe again until
I do."

Realizing the futility of his situation Randel resigned himself to giving her
what she wanted. He hesitantly stuck his tongue out and licked at her swollen
lips. He had never done anything like this to a woman before, and he was
surprised at the instant reaction his tongue brought from his Mistress. Kayla
squealed with delight as his tongue pushed inside of her. She shifted
restlessly on his face, grabbing him roughly by the hair and forcing his face
tight against her wet pussy.

"Yes, that's it slut" Kayla shouted "shove that tongue in as far as you can,
you had better make me cum soon if you don't want to be punished."

Unsure if that was just an idle threat Randel redoubled his efforts as she
ground her pussy relentlessly against his face. She still had a forceful grip
on his hair holding him firmly in place, and Randel was afraid that if she
pulled any harder she would yank his hair right from his head.

Kayla closed her eyes and moaned loudly as her boy's tongue found her
clitoris. She could tell by the motions of his tongue that he had not been
trained formally in the proper techniques for orally servicing a woman, but he
did seem to have a certain natural talent for this sort of thing. Kayla
decided that if she were allowed to keep him, he would defiantly be enrolled
in the next course at the academy. She had often "volunteered" to help in the
examinations of those courses, so she was well aware of what a fully trained
boy could do for a woman.

Her train of though vanished as her boy began to stab relentlessly at her
clitoris with his tongue. She felt her whole body spasm as her warm cum washed
over his entire face. As her orgasm subsided and she settled down, she could
feel her boy begin to squirm beneath her as he tried to escape from between
his legs. Kayla gently raised her self off of his face as she patiently
explained to the boy that his service was not quite at an end yet. He was
expected to lick her clean after every orgasm he gave her, not a drop was to
be left inside her. She then wiped some of her cum off of his nose and held
her wet finger to his lips, smiling as he sucked gently on her finger. She
allowed him a few seconds to catch his breath before she moved him back into
position and once again crushed his face against her pussy. His tongue felt so
good as he cleaned her pussy, that she came again in the process, and of
course he had to lick up all of that as well.

Once her orgasm was finished, Kayla sat up and let her boy out from between
her thighs. She quickly reattached his leash to his collar and led him to the
foot of her bed. She shackled his wrists together behind his back. She then
proceeded to lock his ankles together as well. Finally she secured him tightly
to the bedposts at the foot of the bed by his ankles at one end and his neck
at the other. She looked at her handiwork and gave a satisfied nod. She
reached down and softly cupped his balls, feeling just a twinge of pity for
this poor creature. She gently ran her fingers along his hard cock, debating
whether or not she should allow this boy to cum tonight, after all she was
pleased with his performance on his first night in her service. She began to
slowly stroke his shaft as she looked up and down his naked body, but then she
thought how randy he would be in the morning if she left him like this all
night. Kayla smiled as she saw the disappointment in his eyes as she removed
her hand from his cock.

"Sweet dreams my little slut," Kayla whispered in his ear. She then slapped
him playfully on the ass "if you are a good boy tomorrow, and don't give me
any problems, I just may let you cum the next time I play with you." With that
she moved back to the head of the bed and pulled the blankets tightly about
her and drifted off to sleep, letting the soothing sounds of her boys sobbing
at the foot of her bed echo in her ears as she thought about all the things
she would do with him tomorrow.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Randel awoke the next morning with a smile. He was still thinking about the
dream he had just woke from. He had dreamt that he was making love to a
beautiful female warrior, who had defeated him in combat. He had agreed to
become her sex slave if she would spare his life. Randel tried to reach for
his cock as he continued to fantasize, but reality came crashing back to him
when his arms would not move from behind his back.

Kayla chuckled softly as she watched him struggle. "Good morning slut," Kayla
greeted him cheerfully. She then reached down and lifted the head of his cock
with her index finger, "I see you are happy to see me this morning."

Randel blushed as she played with his cock. He felt so helpless as this woman
treated him as if he were her toy. It was so humiliating that he could not
keep from being aroused in her presence, did he secretly want to be treated
this way? He was so confused.

Kayla noticed his reaction, "it's nothing to be ashamed of boy, you have such
a nice cock, it would be a shame not to show it off, my friends are going to
be so jealous when they see my new slut," she said proudly as she gently
stroked his cock.

"My name is Randel," Randel blurted out with frustration "I don't belong here,
I just ..."

SMACK Kayla cut him off with a sharp slap across his face. She then reached
down and took his balls in her hand. "You will not speak without permission
boy" she squeezed his balls tightly to emphasize her point. "Remember your
place boy, I would rather play with you, but I will not tolerate disobedience,
and as for your name ... I DON'T CARE," she squeezed his balls firmly again
"You will answer to BOY or SLUT until I decide on a permanent name for you, IS
THAT CLEAR SLUT?"

"Y ... Y ... Yes" Randel answered, wondering what ever possessed him to be so
bold as to make that statement.

Kayla then tugged roughly down on his balls "Yes What?"

"Yes Mistress" Randel sobbed

"I can see that we are going to have to work on your memory, you must remember
your training for more than just a day" Kayla said as she released her boy
from his shackles "now go make yourself pretty slut" Kayla slapped her boy
firmly on the ass as he stood up from her bed, "and that dick of yours had
better still be hard when you're done, I don't ever want you to cum without my
permission" Kayla watched his ass as he walked from her presence, then quickly
got dressed. Just as she finished putting on her boots she heard a knock on
the door. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Alexis gazed down at the boy sleeping on the floor beside her bed. She
couldn't help but feel disappointed. This boy was good with his tongue, but
she had had better, she would have to tell Elizabeth that there were many
better out there than this boy. But she had to admit that the events of the
previous night had distracted her somewhat, maybe she should give this boy
another chance. She kicked him in the ribs to wake him up

As he got up looked at her fearfully, not making a move until he knew what she
wanted. His body was still sore from what she had done to him last night, but
he was still in one peace, and nothing was broken so he considered himself
fortunate.

"You will be staying here today boy," Alexis explained to him. "I want this
place spotless upon my return, and when I walk back through that door I expect
to see you kneeling in front of that door with your head down and your cock
hard."

"Yes Mistress" the boy responded as he quickly got to his feet and scurried
off to begin his work.

Alexis grabbed him by the cock as he walked by and warned him, "Oh and do be
careful boy, if you break anything, you WILL regret it" She slapped him hard
on the ass to emphasize her point. She watched him work for a few minutes,
silently admiring his body as he tended to her quarters.

As Alexis walked through the city, she felt a strange sensation. Something in
the air reminded her of the spell she cast the previous night. At first she
just ignored it as a twinge of paranoia, but as the feeling kept getting
stronger the closer she got to the city walls. She found herself walking
through the soldiers quarters, up and down the halls as the sensation grew and
faded as she walked. Finally she stopped in front of one door that seemed to
be at the peak of the curious sensation. She knocked on the door, feeling
apprehension at what she might find inside, if this ruined her chances for
promotion to full sorceress, she didn't know what she would do.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Kayla opened the door with curiosity, wondering who could be coming to see her
today. She opened the door to a face she did not recognize, but the medallion
around her neck clearly identified her as a sorceress. Kayla never trusted
magic herself, but she had to admit that these witches had their uses.

"Can I help you lady sorceress?" Kayla asked politely as she motioned for her
to enter her quarters.

Alexis smiled as she walked through the door. "Actually, I'm just a sorceress
apprentice, but if all goes well I will be full sorceress next week ...
anyway, you're probably wondering why I'm here, I'm kind of wondering that
myself. Let me cut to the chase, I believe that something in your quarters has
been the effect of a spell that I cast last evening, have you noticed anything
odd around here lately?"

At first Kayla was terrified at the implications of the sorceress' statement.
She was mistrustful of magic, and felt somewhat violated that she could have
been the unwilling subject of some miscast spell. Then suddenly it dawned on
her, her boys ridiculous story just might be true.

Kayla turned over her shoulder and yelled, "SLUT! Get that cute little ass of
yours out here NOW!"

Randel hurried back into the room. He was frightened of what she might want of
him, but he decided that making her wait was probably the worst thing he could
do at this moment.

Alexis looked him up and down as he walked into the room. "Yes, this boy was
defiantly effected by the spell that I cast last night, can you tell me what
happened to him last night?" she asked of Kayla.

Kayla showed Alexis to her sitting room and offered her a seat. She had Randel
kneel in front of her and gently ran her fingers through his hair as she and
Alexis went over the events of last night, and with a few gaps filled in from
Randel, they had pieced together exactly what had happened last night. After
the tale was complete, Randel looked up at Alexis with a hopeful expression on
his face.

"Can you open another gate back to my home?" Randel asked of Alexis.

Kayla quickly tightened the grip on his hair and bent his head backwards as
she stared down into his eyes menacingly. "Have you forgotten your manners so
quickly boy? Boys DO NOT SPEAK unless they are SPOKEN TO. Are you clear on
that slut?

"Yes Mistress, please forgive me Mistress ... I... I just got carried away "
Randel answered as he stared back into her stern eyes.

"Hmmm, I have been very lenient with you because of your ignorance slut, but
you had better learn how to behave around women quickly, or that cute little
ass of yours is going to be bright red for quite a while, UNDERSTAND?"

"Yes Mistress" Randel sobbed

"That's a good boy ... now when we have decided your fate, we will let you
know. Why don't you go apologize to Alexis for being so rude, and if you make
it entertaining enough I just may not punish you for this incident any
further."

Randel tried to stand and walk over to Alexis' chair, but Kayla pulled him
back down by his leash.

"No, you must crawl to her feet slut"

"Yes Mistress" was Randel's obedient reply as he quickly went to all fours.

"Good boy" Kayla said as she swatted him playfully on the ass and sent him on
his way.

Randel crawled to Alexis' feet and pressed his lips to her boots as he cradled
her ankles in his hands. In between kissing and licking the leather of her
boots, he would plead with her for forgiveness.

"Please Mistress ... forgive me for being so insolent, I became overly excited
at the thought of going home. I will not forget my place again Mistress."

Kayla chuckled as she watched this boy beg for forgiveness. She stood and
walked behind him, kicking apart his ankles as he knelt before Alexis.
Randel's thighs spread wide apart as Kayla looked on, watching his cock swell
as he licked the sorceress' boots.

"You will have a long, long time to learn your place here boy," Alexis said as
she looked down on Randel with an amused smile across her lips, "That spell
was an accident, I could not reproduce it if I tried, and even if I could,
there is no way of knowing where the gate would lead. The odds that it would
open back to your home are practically nonexistent."

Both women watched as the finality of what Alexis just said registered on
Randel's face. He hung his head in resignation as he thought for the first
time, that he would never see his home again.

Kayla tugged him roughly to his feet by the leash and pulled him so that he
stood before her. "I don't think you really want to go home boy," Kayla said
as she reached between his legs and gently stroked his hard cock, "we both
know that deep down you know that you belong at the end of this leash."

Randel's cheeks flushed crimson with embarrassment as she fondled him. He
began to wonder if maybe his cock knew something that he didn't. Did he
secretly want to be this woman's slave?

Kayla looked deeply into Randel's eyes, smiling wickedly as her fingers closed
around his balls, "I will take you to the magistrate this afternoon, and we
will determine your legal status here," she squeezed his balls tightly, "then
you will officially be mine." She then forced her lips against his and
ravished his mouth, forcing her tongue deep in his mouth. She was still
groping his cock and balls as she kissed him, noting with pleasure that he did
nothing to oppose her advances
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Randel did not yet give up hope. He wondered exactly who this magistrate was,
and what kind of authority she would have to decide his fate. Perhaps if he
could convince her that this is all some sort of accident, that he really
didn't belong here, then she would let him live the rest of his life in peace.
It did not bolster his confidence to see the other men in the city as he was
dragged behind Kayla, who was tugging roughly on his leash as she rushed to
make her appointment. Not one of the men that he noticed seemed to have any
sort of freedom what so ever. Every single one of them was working silently as
a woman, or perhaps a group of women watched him and usually criticized his
performance.

Kayla had begun his education already. There was just too much to tell him of
how men were expected to behave for him to learn it in one morning, so she
concentrated on getting him through the meeting with the magistrate. Randel
knew that as soon as they entered the office, he was expected to drop to his
knees and crawl to the magistrate, and kiss her feet until she indicated that
he may stop.

After what seemed to Randel to be about 10 minutes, he was told to kneel
before Kayla . Of course he did what he was told, and he waited patently to
hear from the magistrate. He listened as Kayla explained the circumstances of
the past few days. He was waiting for the magistrate to ask him what his
version of the events were, but she seemed uninterested in anything that he
had to offer. This seemed like a bad sign to Randel. Once the story was
complete, she rose from her chair and retrieved a book from a nearby shelf.
She leafed through the pages for a little while, but from her expression it
appeared that she did not find what ever it was that she was looking for. Then
she just paced back and forth behind the desk for a few minutes. At last she
spoke.

"I am inclined to agree that this boy was indeed a free man in the land where
he came from, and that he did not intentionally trespass in this Queendom, and
further that he had no knowledge of the manner in which males are treated
here."

Kayla's face took on a worried expression as she listened, she did not like
where this seemed to be heading, but she bit her lip and listened on, not
prepared to make any objections until she had heard the magistrates reasoning
in its entirety.

"Further," the magistrate continued "since this boy has not knowingly
committed any hostile acts against the Queedom, or any of its citizens, that
he should be allowed to return to his home at the earliest possible
convinence."

A huge smile crept across Randels face as he listened, perhaps these women
could be reasonable after all. Kayla on the other hand was looking decidedly
dejected at this point. She was sure that she would be allowed to keep the
boy, and she had looked on this meeting as merely a formality.

"However," continued the magistrate "Since we do not have the means to return
this boy to his home, nor is it likely that we will have the means any time in
the near future, it would seem that we are forced to become his ward, for the
time being. It would not be right to force him out of our territory, for he
really does have no where else to go."

At this point she looked to Randel and studied his eyes. "I assume it has been
some time since you were last given a choice to make boy"

Randel smiled back at her "It sure has Mistress" Why had he just called her
Mistress he thought. It bothered him that he should have said such a thing
when it appeared he was about to get his freedom.

The magistrate noticed his reaction and chuckled. She rose and took the collar
from his neck and set it on the corner of her desk "Well, here is your choice,
you may either remain here, under the protection of this Queendom, and
henceforth be subject to ALL of its laws, or you will be escorted to our
border and be set free to make your way as best you can in your new
environment"

Randel didn't think the first option was acceptable at all, and was about to
speak and make his choice when the magistrate gave him a bit of caution.

"You should know" she said "that the lands beyond our boarders, where men can
indeed live as free, are very savage and inhospitable places, you might be
able to live as a hermit somewhere in an isolated wilderness, but you would
not be welcomed into any of the villages or camps you would find. They only
admit those who are of their clans by birth, and as a stranger, you would
likely be slain, and if not you would certainly be robbed of any possessions
you have and turned away from them. It would not be an easy life"

Randel looked to her, he thought surly she was lying about this, there must be
at least some of them with compassion, who might take in a desperate stranger.
But why should she lie about such things, she had nothing to gain. If she
really cared if he stayed or left, why did she even give him the option,
surely it was within her power to declare him a slave and subject to the laws
of this place. He then looked to Kayla, he knew that if he stayed here, she
would be his Mistress. She stared at him with cold eyes, he thought about the
way she had treated him in these last few days. It wasn't the way he wanted to
spend the rest of his life, but the alternative didn't sound all that pleasant
either.

"Can I have a few days to think this over?" he asked.

Kayla looked at him, shock written all over her face. Clearly she expected him
to chose to leave right then and there.

"No, I'm afraid not little one" the magistrate replied "up until now you had
been staying here against your will, If you choose to stay here of your own
volition, even for a few days, you are subject to our laws, and thus if any
woman were so inclined you could be made her property, PERMINANTLY."

Randel rose to his feet and strolled over to the window. He gazed out over the
walls of the city and off to the horizon, wondering what strange things exist
out there, not sure if he is willing to find out. He then looked to Kayla. He
tired to read her expression, but he could not determine what she might be
thinking at this moment. She really was beautiful, but to be with her, meant
that he had to be her slave, and he was still sorting out the feelings that
she brought out in him, feelings he never knew he had before. Then he thought
back to the other night, when he first met Kayla and she had captured him. It
seemed pretty obvious that he had no way to survive on his own out here. He
had to face facts. If he tried to live on his own in the wilderness, he would
be dead inside a week.

He turned to look out the window again. He raised his head as he looked up
into the sky. He could not face either of the women as he announced his
decision. "I could not last a day out there by myself" A tear ran down his
cheek as he thought about what his next statement would mean about the rest of
his life, "I would chose to remain here, under the protection of the Queendom
of Belinia and the city of Alamar."

Kayla looked up shocked, she had never expected him to make that decision.
After only a moments hesitation, she stood up and grabbed the collar from the
desk. She spun Randel around quickly and planted a deep passionate kiss on his
lips. His knees buckled as she kissed him, but her arms kept him upright. She
then turned to the magistrate and said "I Kayla, guardswoman of Alamar, claim
this boy as my slave"

The magistrate, still amused by the boys choice, turned to Kayla and nodded
"as is your right, the boy is now your slave, and you are charged with his
care and education in the ways of this Queendom and this city."

Kayla smiled as she looked into the boy's eyes. "KNEEL" she ordered. Randel
quickly dropped to his knees. The collar was then placed once again around his
neck. The sound as the collar snapped into place rang throughout the room.
"From this day forward boy, you will always wear my collar. From this moment,
the only thing that need concern you is my pleasure. If I am pleased with you,
your life will be an easy one. If you do not please me, you will be punished.
Anything you do will reflect upon me, your Mistress, so if you do anything
that makes me look bad, you will be punished severely, do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress" Randel answered, already wondering if he had made the wrong
decision.

Kayla then stroked his hair gently with her free hand, while she wrapped the
leash around the other. "that's a good boy" She then turned to look deeply
into his eyes and smiled wickedly, "well boy, you've got a date with the
branding iron now, I think its time you wear my mark."

The magistrate laughed as she watched the terror in Randel's eyes. "Do not be
afraid boy, the pain is only temporary, and the mark will let all women know
that you are taken. Once you are marked, you will be under the protection of
your mistress, and only she may use you"

Kayla turned the boy so that he was facing away from the magistrate, then she
slapped his right ass cheek hard, leaving a little red hand print. "right here
is where my mark will be, where all the women's eyes are going to be, they
will all know that this one belongs to Kayla!"

Randel looked about curiously as he was led naked through the streets of
Alamar. Most of the women they passed paid no heed to the spectacle of a man
being dragged naked behind a women through the streets by a leash, but
occasionally they would pass a friend of Kayla's, who would be curious about
her new boy. The two of them would talk for a few minutes, and the encounter
would inevitably lead to the friend groping and fondling the boy while Kayla
looked on approvingly. On one of these occasions the friend squeezed Randel's
balls- a little too aggressively and Kayla became upset, warning her that he
needs to be in good condition this evening, as she has something special in
mind for the boys first night in her collar. But on the whole she was more
than happy to let her friends inspect her prize, knowing that the boy was a
good catch and they would be just a little bit jealous.

Finally they made their way to the blacksmith. Randel gasped when he laid eyes
on Brenda. She was wearing a knee length skirt and a brief shirt, covered by
her leather apron to protect herself at the forge. Her years swinging the
smiths hammer had hardened her muscles. She was the strongest woman Randel had
ever laid eyes upon. Her muscles bulged gleamed with sweat as he watched her
at work at the forge.

Brenda noticed the pair come into her shop, and smiled. "What can I do for you
today?"

Kayla smiled back and pointed to the boy. "This slut here is my first slave
and I wish to brand him, but I do not have an iron, I was hoping to commission
one from you."

The smiths eyes roamed all along Randel's body, pausing a moment at his cock.
She twirled her finger indicating that she wished for him to turn around and
Randel did so with out hesitation, much to the delight of his Mistress. The
smith walked over and slapped playfully at his ass with her strong and
callused hand. She then turned to Kayla and said "this boy is a fine piece of
male flesh, you have good taste"

"Thank you" Kayla responded with a slight giggle.

"What did you have in mind for your mark?" The smith asked

"I was thinking just of a script K" Kayla said

"Hmmmm, well that is a popular letter, I think you would need something along
with it to make it more distinctive, you are a warrior by trade are you not?"
Brenda said with a smile.

"Yes, I am" Kayla answered, curiosity etched in her expression

"What If I make for you the script K with two crossed swords underneath it?"
Brenda suggested.

Kayla just scratched her chin and thought for a moment "I don't know"

Brenda looked at her and smiled, "let me help you to decide, have your boy go
and bend over that bench against the wall"

Kayla nodded her approval and slapped Randel hard on the ass, "do as she says
slut!!"

Both women watched him make his way across the smithy with amused expressions
on their faces.

"My my , they certainly are cute when they're frightened" the Brenda quipped.
Kayla just laughed in response. The two women made their way across to where
Randel stood bent over the bench, quivering with fear and anticipation.

"Where do you want the brand?" Brenda asked

Kayla just slapped his right ass cheek in response.

"Ohh, your not gonna ruin that cute butt of his are you?" Brenda asked

Kayla laughed "I think it will make it look better"

"Well let's see" Brenda picked up a nearby rag and rubbed dry her sweaty
hands, then took the same cloth and scrubbed roughly over the boys right ass
cheek. She then picked up a piece of coal and began to sketch what the brand
would look like on his ass. Randel squirmed a little as she pressed very
roughly against his ass.

"Be still slut" Kayla warned "If you cause her to ruin the drawing, I will
have you flogged!"

Randel froze, and used all his concentration to keep his ass perfectly
motionless while Brenda completed the drawing. When Brenda finished, she
stepped back to where Kayla stood, and both women studied the mark critically.
Randel tried to turn his head to look as well, but an icy stare from Kayla
turned him back to the position he assumed earlier. She then had him walk
around the smithy a few times to see how the mark looked as he walked. When
she had seen enough she commanded him to kneel at her feet while she and
Brenda negotiated the price of the iron. Brenda offered to do it for free if
she could have the boy for 48 hours, but Kayla declined that offer saying she
wasn't ready to share him just yet. Finally the two settled on 2 gold coins.
Brenda promised she would get started right away and that it would be ready by
noon the next day.

That night Kayla was restless, she woke several times during the night and
since she couldn't sleep she though she might as well have some fun with her
new pet. First she made him lick her to several orgasms. She just loved the
way his moans were muffled between her strong thighs as his tongue worked
tirelessly to please her. Finally satisfied, she kicked his still bound form
off the bed and drifted off to peaceful slumber.

Once morning broke, she was feeling very vibrant, but Randel was still a bit
sluggish. It took a few swipes from her crop to get him in motion, but when
she emerged from her bathroom, he had breakfast waiting, so she forgave his
earlier idleness and just gave him a few light swats on the tush before
setting down to eat.

The morning was growing late as he finished the dishes, there was just enough
time to get to the blacksmith.

"kneel slut" she commanded him as she took his leash from the wall by the
door.

Randel hurried to obey as she clipped the leash to his collar and roughly
pulled him out into the city and rushed off to the smithy, he was pleased to
note that they did not run into any more of her friends who wanted to
"inspect" her new property, though in the back of his mind he knew that all
their groping and pinching would be far preferable to the hot iron that
awaited him.

He hesistated as they entered the shop, but Kayla just pulled him in roughly,
displeased with his behavior, she struck him hard on his thigh with her crop
and had the smith tie him tightly to the rack as she stuck the new iron into
the fires.

"It's too late for your struggles now slut. You made your choice and now you
are my property, and you will be marked as such, and if you do that again you
wont walk for a week, understand slut?"

"yes Mistress" was his week reply and his last sounds as she stuffed a leather
strap between his teeth to gag him and keep him from damaging his precious
tongue during the branding.

He tired to scream as the iron touched his flesh, but they were muffled
against the leather strap. The searing heat as the iron burned his flesh,
forever marking him as the property of the woman Kayla who would he would now
serve til the end of his life, or she tired of him, whichever came first.