Girl and the Dark Castle – chapter 14

Chapter 14 – Domme

Sweetheart, now calling herself Miss Sweet, led her new friend, Lacy, back to Lacy’s room to get changed. She was worried for the poor girl since she made her cum where poor Lacy was not allowed to.

As they walked down the hall hand in hand she tried to tell her it would be ok. That once she spoke to the master of the castle, her Sir, he would put everything right.

As they walked they came in contact with others. As they did, Miss Sweet would pin Lacy to the wall. Kissing her softly. Letting her cape cover them both. Covering the wet spot Lacy had between her legs.

Finally they made it back to her room. Lacy was almost in tears. Miss Sweet grabbed her closely, letting Lacy’s face rest in her breast. “It will be ok. Nothing will happen to you. I will protect you and Sir will protect me. So, he will be protecting both of us. You are my good little toy and ma’am will be there for you.”

Lacy regained her composure. Pulled out of her arms easily and headed to her closet to get new leggings. She quickly changed, but not knowing what to do with the wet clothes. “Ma’am, what do I do with these,” she said, holding them up. “The laundry ladies will tell him that I came and all this sneaky around will be for nothing,” her voice sounding ready to break.

Miss Sweet strutted over to her. Showing all the confidence in the world even though deep inside she was as nervous as this poor young servant girl.

Her hands came up and took Lacy’s face in them. With the touch they both seemed to relax. “It is fine my little slut.” Her right hand moving lower over her body as their eyes stared deep into each other. As her hand came to Lacy’s pussy mound she put pressure on it. “You see,” Miss Sweet said in a commanding voice. “That you are my little slut and being mined you have to be strong. You have understand that a slut of mine has to be dirty and a fucking whore. Always ready to be naughty. Always ready to do anything I command. Can you do that? Do you want to be my good little slut?”

Lacy nodded her head and her lips moved saying yes, but no words escaped.

“I did not hear you. My little slut would answer proudly. Now try again.”

Her eyes opened. Her body stood up straighter. Her whole face changed. Looking into her eyes. “Yes ma’am, I am your good little slut. I’m ready and willing to do all you command. Please make me into your proud little whore.”

Miss Sweet kept eye contact, smiled, removed her hand and slapped Lacy’s cheek lightly. “That is the perfect answer. Now let’s get you back working and me to a playroom.”

Miss Sweet took Lacy by the hand. She led her out the door into the hallway. From there Lacy took the lead. “So ma’am, what kind of room are you looking for? Rope, bondage, gangbang?”

“Are there any rooms where a sub is waiting to be used by a Domme? I feel like using someone else.”

“Yes ma’am there are many rooms like that. They are all on the second level.”

Miss Sweet smiled to herself. “Yes, take me there my sweet slut.” They walked in silence the rest of the way. It only took a few minutes to make it to the section of the castle.

“Here we are Miss Sweet. The wing of subs. All the rooms in this wing have subs waiting for a Dom or Domme. A room with a green light is being used. With an orange light waiting for someone and a blue light means nobody is in the room.” Lacy looked at her with so much affection.

Miss Sweet pulled her close. “You did so well my little slut,” she whispered into her ear. “Now go back to work and tell nobody of what happened.” Then gave her a light kiss on the cheek.

She turned and left Lacy standing there. A moment later she could hear her footsteps leaving. Miss Sweet then looked down the hallway. Looking at the lights by the door. What else she found was a photo of the sub in the room.

There was pictures of all different types of subs, but the three doors caught her attention. It was a young buff guy. A beautiful man. The light was A bright orange. A large wicked smile came across her face again. She took a deep breath and reached for the door handle.

She pulled the door open quickly but it stood in the door frame. The man jumped up out of the chair. His face showed he was taken by surprise. All he could see in the door frame was the silhouette of a person covered in a cape or robe. He could not see her face or body. From her size he was assuming the figure was a female.

She was happy with what she saw. This young beefcake was naked from the waist up. His muscles were thick and she knew she picked the right room.

She waited in the opening for a few more moments. Finally the beefcake called hello, but she did not answer. She looked around the simple room. Seeing a chair which he was sitting in. A sofa, a table with all sorts of fun toys and a large mat in the floor.

She stepped into the room and let the door close behind her as she flicked the light color to green. She next made her way to the table and with as much as a pause walked by it. Her hand grabbing the handle of a small flogger. She kept it dangling at her side as she approached him.

He stood in place not moving. Only his head followed her. She walked by the table, but did not stop. Soon she was behind him. Not wanting to turn since he was not sure what she was up to. He found out quickly after that thought.

He felt the air move behind him and then heard the hit coming. Something about the movement of the item she picked up. Wait, did she pick something up or did she have it. But that thought was stolen by the impact along his bare back. Then a second one and a third. His mind racing with the pain flowing though his body. He flinched and quickly made himself stand straight again.

As he was processing what happened he felt her hands.