Reading Father's stories

"I read all of Father's stories." Adriana admits her skin turning a deeper shade of red. "Whenever my father was away, I'd take the copy of the key that mother had made, and I'd sneak into his room and lock myself inside.” Adriana points to the collection of scrolls in the dark cabinet by the bed. "He has quite a collection and in all of them the captive women are taught to please the men in this way.”

“Father has others that he took with him, but I've read all of them trying to imagine having to please my masters just like the helpless young women are **** to.”

She hesitates as she slides her hand under the chain that encircles her waist and then adds in a whisper “I'd put on the collars and drape the chains on my shoulders and limbs to help create the mood and...”

“And what?” You ask wondering what could be more embarrassing than what she had already told you.

“... and I practiced licking and sucking on some of the smaller...” She stops either from shame or because she didn't know the word for the ornately carved dildos in the cabinet.

“Really?” You ask stroking her lithe body as she lies next to you on the great bed. “You practiced?” This is not the behavior of most nobleborn ladies. “These stories were written to arouse men, and they excited you this much?” Pulling her lips to yours you kiss her again tempted to retrieve one of the dildos so she can show you.

“Did you like being chained?” You ask her when you finally lift your mouth from hers. “Or have you been tied down like that before.” Remembering what she said about trying her father's chains.

“Ohhh Nooo” Adriana moans as your right hand curves around her torso and cups her full left breast stroking her hard nipple with its thumb. “I would have needed help to get into that position, and I didn't dare tell anyone - not even my closest girlfriends about what I'd found.”

“You might have been surprised at how eager they were to help you.” You tell her. “I doubt you are the only sheltered daughter from a noble family that has wondered what it would be like to be helplessly chained and taken as a ****.” You wonder if Adriana does have some friends, she could lead you too. The most beautiful women of the city will be snatched up quickly but plucking a few more prizes for you and your men might be easier with Adrianna's help. But not now, there'd be time enough for a few more raids in the morning.

Dropping her hair your other hand slides over the chain belt that is still wrapped around her slender waist and finds the wet slit beneath. With her legs parted every tuck and fold lies open like the petals of an orchid in full bloom. As your fingers spread the beads of moisture over these petals she cries out in response."

“I do. Oh goddess, I’m going to die with pleasure.” Her hips buck against your fingers trying to find release as she continues. “I loved the feel of the cool hard links pressing into my skin, I'd wrap my arms and legs in these chains as I read Father's collection.” She moans having more trouble speaking clearly as you continue to tease her. “I would try to put off touching myself for as long as possible as I read, prolonging the building anticipation as much as possible.”

“Did you feel naughty as you touched yourself?” You ask knowing that for a sheltered aristocratic like her to behave in this manner must have been a most shameful secret.

“I did! Dear goddess I felt like a slut!” She cries out in **** need. Your constant caresses and her recalling her secret shameful behavior has Adriana ready for more and so are you.

“So should I take you now?” You ask her as she lies on the bed clawing at the sheets with her fingers and pumping her pelvis against the mattress in an attempt to ease the burning need between her legs. “Should I take you as a **** with no regard to your status?”

"Please!" She begs "Stop teasing - just do it!"