...the warm wet heat burns in her loins... She surrenders flight as an option but wonders if she made the right choice. How can she know... She was born a slave... she should have no choice...
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Ella's Obedience
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Primus pilus
Magister Australis
Part 10 - Ella Called
Thessela is still nervous and if it weren't for those few loops of silken rope she would not be able to keep her hands still. Her fingers would be tugging at the hem of her skirt and more.
How does Ella manage it? Kneeling there so patiently without any restraint at all. Will I learn that?
She looks to her wrist, to the whiter band where her watch would usually be. Nothing there but the loops of silken rope. And she remembers why she decided that, tonight, time was something best forgotten.
But it is easier now. To kneel quietly, to keep still and allow her mind to wander. To try to guess things. How long will we wait? What will happen when he opens the door? What will he expect of me?
Thessela glances to her side. Towards Ella. Her friend shows no signs of impatience at the wait at all. To Thess she looks so calm, serene. Her face looking towards the door though her eyes look to the paving at the door's foot where she will first notice it open.
Yes. So calm, so serene now but there was turmoil there, deep inside Ella before Thess arrived. The turmoil as her mind pondered how she had crossed a boundary and how she might pay. But, after a while, Ella understood that this was not something she need worry about.
Ella's lips move though there is no sound, "this girl is in Your hands now. her transgression Yours to judge. her punishment Yours to decide. Yours to mete out."
Two thoughts remain briefly. Thess. Will He accept her? How will Thess respond? But, again, Ella realises that He will take that responsibility. It is not for me to even think about now.
In her submission Ella is freed of the turmoil.
Then, finally, a faint click as the lock is turned and the door swings open on silent hinges.
That voice so familiar. "ella"
Ella rises and Thessela moves to follow until that firm voice.
"thessela. Wait."
Ella steps into the hall beyond the door and, as she takes those steps, one foot placed carefully directly in front of the other to accentuate the rocking of her hips, Thessela's eyes are drawn upwards, to her friend's naked bottom that undulates so erotically.
"Goddess. So beautiful. But Goddess? How can she walk like that? Naked, her bottom moving like that in front of a man and yet show no embarassment at all. Why does it arouse me like this? Why do I so want to go with her?"
The man follows, the door closes and Thessela is left feeling so very alone. Vulnerable again to doubts.
She glances over her shoulder. The car is still there. The driver still holding the car door open. A way out still open.
Thessela looks down at her wrists and the black silken rope. She thinks of a naked Ella walking so erotically and so unashamed. She breathes deeply and closes her eyes. She wants so desperately to know what lies beyond that door.
She will wait.
Thessela is still nervous and if it weren't for those few loops of silken rope she would not be able to keep her hands still. Her fingers would be tugging at the hem of her skirt and more.
How does Ella manage it? Kneeling there so patiently without any restraint at all. Will I learn that?
She looks to her wrist, to the whiter band where her watch would usually be. Nothing there but the loops of silken rope. And she remembers why she decided that, tonight, time was something best forgotten.
But it is easier now. To kneel quietly, to keep still and allow her mind to wander. To try to guess things. How long will we wait? What will happen when he opens the door? What will he expect of me?
Thessela glances to her side. Towards Ella. Her friend shows no signs of impatience at the wait at all. To Thess she looks so calm, serene. Her face looking towards the door though her eyes look to the paving at the door's foot where she will first notice it open.
Yes. So calm, so serene now but there was turmoil there, deep inside Ella before Thess arrived. The turmoil as her mind pondered how she had crossed a boundary and how she might pay. But, after a while, Ella understood that this was not something she need worry about.
Ella's lips move though there is no sound, "this girl is in Your hands now. her transgression Yours to judge. her punishment Yours to decide. Yours to mete out."
Two thoughts remain briefly. Thess. Will He accept her? How will Thess respond? But, again, Ella realises that He will take that responsibility. It is not for me to even think about now.
In her submission Ella is freed of the turmoil.
Then, finally, a faint click as the lock is turned and the door swings open on silent hinges.
That voice so familiar. "ella"
Ella rises and Thessela moves to follow until that firm voice.
"thessela. Wait."
Ella steps into the hall beyond the door and, as she takes those steps, one foot placed carefully directly in front of the other to accentuate the rocking of her hips, Thessela's eyes are drawn upwards, to her friend's naked bottom that undulates so erotically.
"Goddess. So beautiful. But Goddess? How can she walk like that? Naked, her bottom moving like that in front of a man and yet show no embarassment at all. Why does it arouse me like this? Why do I so want to go with her?"
The man follows, the door closes and Thessela is left feeling so very alone. Vulnerable again to doubts.
She glances over her shoulder. The car is still there. The driver still holding the car door open. A way out still open.
Thessela looks down at her wrists and the black silken rope. She thinks of a naked Ella walking so erotically and so unashamed. She breathes deeply and closes her eyes. She wants so desperately to know what lies beyond that door.
She will wait.
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The asshole eats popcorn while Thessela surrenders. What a vile man... Honey, where is the popcorn popper???She had a choice, and she made it.
kneel_down_ella
Magistrate
(this is beautiful Pp...i will respond a little later, i promise!)
It would be in your best interest... if you chose to stay. You could always leave Thessela to take your place...
Do I note jealousy??? Pp, You have work to do!!!
It would be so much easier for you if you were in irons...
As it stands you have a choice...
So few words, but your energy fairly vibrates.
She is still clothed, but her soul is naked. Naked and quivering in anticipation. I am sure Ella's gentleman will perceive that all too clearly.
Primus pilus
Magister Australis
It would indeed be easier for thessela Tree. To secure her. To take away all choice.t would be so much easier for you if you were in irons...
But Pp will give her the freedom to choose at each step. The more thessela is forced to choose the deeper she must look inside herself.
kneel_down_ella
Magistrate
kneeling next to thess, i whisper what feels like a prayer…and no prayer said from my knees in church has ever felt so heartfelt. please let him be merciful.
he opens the door, and i rise on his command. i follow him down the passage…only…thess is left behind! what will become of her?? will he let her in?
i know i must accept my fate. i bow my head, and follow him deeper…trying to ignore the glow between my legs
You leave your friend without regrets to satisfy your Master...
Have you no shame???
Tree
Primus pilus
Magister Australis
ella's Master called her but, as always, a choice. Obey her Master or stay with her friend? ella obeyed. Her Master expected no less.
Pp does not doubt that part of ella wanted to remain beside her friend but ella is in her Master's hands and, while she remains there, thessela puts herself in His hands too.
ella must entrust her friend to Him.
we can wait...
Primus pilus
Magister Australis
But what does Thessela think about while she waits?
Pp has some thoughts and will post those very soon.
Not for too much longer Tree though Pp (and, through Him, the submissive ella and, perhaps, soon-to-be thessela) appreciates everyone's patience
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Primus pilus
Magister Australis
Part 11 - Left Alone
How long has it been since He called Ella inside? Once more Thessela glances to her wrist and again she sees the silken cord. She manages to stay still but her mind desperately tries to imagine what is happening behind that door.
What is he doing with Ella? The way she walked must have aroused him. Is he...are they...? And Thessela has an image of a naked and kneeling Ella, fingers reaching for a man's flies, her mouth wide open ready to....Another of her bent over an Ottoman, bottom upturned, thighs spread, labia parted, wet, welcoming, as a man kneels behind her....
Oh goddess.....would he...would he...make me watch and....take me too? Would I want him? In front of Ella? Or...oh goddess....give him pleasure with Ella?
But is Ella OK? She said she would pay for asking this. How would she pay? Would the man punish Ella? Is her punishing her now? How would he do that? Does Ella accept that willingly?
Another image of Ella.....across his knees, as his hand pounds her bare and reddened bottom. Then one of herself there too, across the man's knees, skirt raised, panties pulled down....
Will he want to punish me too? Because Ella did what I asked her to do? What would he do to me? Do I think I should be punished? Do I...do I want to be punished? I know I want to try what Ella has and I think I could accept punishment if I was wrong but...but....would I want it?
Goddess I have played some spanking games with boyfriends before but ..... but never hard, never as punishment. Would it hurt? How would I respond? Would I actually like it? Become aroused?
And Thessela thinks too of how she felt when she saw Ella's pussy revealed so unashamedly between her friends widespread thighs. How her eyes followed her friend's undulating bottom. How she wanted to touch her friend. To know how another woman felt there. Goddess I could never do that. But would he make me touch Ella? Would I do that if he made me?
There was something Ella had said. Once when she told Thess something of what her submission really meant. "Thess, He never forces me to do anything. But anything, no, everything He asks of me I do willingly. And everything He has asked of me has always seemed so right."
Thessela tries so hard to remain calm but her breath comes in gasps. Thessela looks to the stars.
"Oh Goddess. I am so worried. I do want to experience this. I do."
"But I am so unsure. And the car and driver are still there."
"Give me strength to stay."
Thessela tests the rope at her wrists. Firm, not tight. Ella didn't tie those loops to hold me here. She tied them to give me strength. She knew the turmoil too and knew what I would face.
As she bows her head once more she sees light as a triangle grows beneath his door.
How long has it been since He called Ella inside? Once more Thessela glances to her wrist and again she sees the silken cord. She manages to stay still but her mind desperately tries to imagine what is happening behind that door.
What is he doing with Ella? The way she walked must have aroused him. Is he...are they...? And Thessela has an image of a naked and kneeling Ella, fingers reaching for a man's flies, her mouth wide open ready to....Another of her bent over an Ottoman, bottom upturned, thighs spread, labia parted, wet, welcoming, as a man kneels behind her....
Oh goddess.....would he...would he...make me watch and....take me too? Would I want him? In front of Ella? Or...oh goddess....give him pleasure with Ella?
But is Ella OK? She said she would pay for asking this. How would she pay? Would the man punish Ella? Is her punishing her now? How would he do that? Does Ella accept that willingly?
Another image of Ella.....across his knees, as his hand pounds her bare and reddened bottom. Then one of herself there too, across the man's knees, skirt raised, panties pulled down....
Will he want to punish me too? Because Ella did what I asked her to do? What would he do to me? Do I think I should be punished? Do I...do I want to be punished? I know I want to try what Ella has and I think I could accept punishment if I was wrong but...but....would I want it?
Goddess I have played some spanking games with boyfriends before but ..... but never hard, never as punishment. Would it hurt? How would I respond? Would I actually like it? Become aroused?
And Thessela thinks too of how she felt when she saw Ella's pussy revealed so unashamedly between her friends widespread thighs. How her eyes followed her friend's undulating bottom. How she wanted to touch her friend. To know how another woman felt there. Goddess I could never do that. But would he make me touch Ella? Would I do that if he made me?
There was something Ella had said. Once when she told Thess something of what her submission really meant. "Thess, He never forces me to do anything. But anything, no, everything He asks of me I do willingly. And everything He has asked of me has always seemed so right."
Thessela tries so hard to remain calm but her breath comes in gasps. Thessela looks to the stars.
"Oh Goddess. I am so worried. I do want to experience this. I do."
"But I am so unsure. And the car and driver are still there."
"Give me strength to stay."
Thessela tests the rope at her wrists. Firm, not tight. Ella didn't tie those loops to hold me here. She tied them to give me strength. She knew the turmoil too and knew what I would face.
As she bows her head once more she sees light as a triangle grows beneath his door.