Diaries of Ceres and Taliya: Part Five

It was early in the morning, about 4 a.m. or so.* I woke up restless, lonely, aching for a woman?s gentle touch.* I wanted to see my Taliya.* Getting up as quietly as I could I snuck over to my Master and Mistress? room first, to make sure they were sound asleep.* Cautiously cracking open their creaky door I stuck my head in quickly.* They were snoring like little babies, the heady smell of sex heavy in the bedroom air.* Master must have not been fully satisfied after punishing Taliya, completing his tasks on Mistress? taut white body.* I hoped they would be knocked out for a few more hours more.* My fires were burning furiously.* I needed to get them quenched with Taliya?s tongue and fingers.* Making my way back to her room I opened her bedroom door, walking in.* Strange.* Her bed was empty.* I heard water running.* I opened the bathroom door slowly, not wanting to wake my master up.* More than enough punishments had been administered this month.* Taliya was in the shower, just standing there. ? Taliya, are you okay? Did Master hurt you?? I whispered, trying to be quiet.* No response. ? Taliya!* Answer me, please!?* The bathroom was fogging up.* Why wouldn?t she say anything to me?* This was so unlike her!** My heart was breaking.* Thoughts of sexing her flowed down the drain.* It didn?t matter now.* My sister sub was hurting; no one was there to care for her.* Just as she had nursed me back to health it was now my turn to do the same for her, as best as I could. ? Taliya.* This is Ceres.* I?m here for you, sister.* I?ll help you get through this, okay?* We have to be strong, you and I, okay?* Let me help you now.?* I got undressed, stripping off my sheer red nightie with the plunging nightline that I had gotten pleasured and pained in the previous night.* Peeling off my matching thong I let them fall in a diaphanous heap upon the light blue tiled floor. *I climbed in the shower enclosure with her.* Master often gave us baths together so he wouldn?t get mad at us for this, would he?* Well, what he didn?t know wouldn?t hurt him, I thought to myself spitefully.* If I ever got the chance to punish him as he and Mistress had done to us?.* Those thoughts would have to be fully explored another time. almanbahis şikayet If she was crying I couldn?t tell.* Head bowed, a waterfall flowing down her body I imagined I saw tiny sobs wracking her body through the steaming mist.* Welts covered her body, back, front, both sides.* Why did Master John have to be so cruel to her?* All she was trying to do was make me feel better, nurse me back to health so that I could better serve him, take care of his needs, just as Taliya did for Mistress Julia.* Was that so bad?* If we had a little fun by ourselves, was it hurting him?* We weren?t his slaves.* Slaves gave up all their rights to their owners.* According to the code we could draw the line as to how much we wanted to endure.* That?s what I had been told by them when I joined their house!* Who died and made him God?! I felt my anger growing rapidly.* This was not the end! Taking her gently in my arms Taliya seemed stiff, wooden.* Washing her back gently not a word she uttered; nothing.* A forgotten conversation I overheard came to mind.* Maybe two months ago, maybe more.* I remember now.* Mistress Julia was on the phone, talking to one of her friends, a Dom from another house.* I hadn?t paid too much attention to their words until she mentioned that part about Taliya being a lesbian.* I hung around quietly, unobtrusively, pretending to be engrossed in cleaning their porcelain figurines. ? Yes, Denise, they don?t always want to obey, so you have to get in their minds, find their weaknesses, their fears, then exploit those!* For instance, when we first got Taliya she came from an abusive male relationship, where she came to associate male sexual intercourse with pain.* If I want to really punish her I will let John have his way with her, letting him force her to suck his big red cock.* She?d better make sure she made him cum twice, or he would paddle her, put her on all fours, dry fucking her asshole until it was raw.* All the time while he was doing that he would be fucking her with the knob end of his braided black whip.* Sex with John is the worse kind of punishment I can make her endure.?* I felt nothing but pity for my poor sister.* Zombie?like she just stood there, letting me continue almanbahis canlı casino my ministrations on her body.* I checked her over carefully.* Sure enough, both her pussy and asshole were an angry red color.* What a beast he was!* Both of them!* Turning off the water I took her by the hand, leading her out.* She did not resist me at all.* I found the softest, fluffiest towel in the bathroom, white cotton one with Master?s initials. I took great care to blot her body dry, not to wipe off the moisture, as that would inflict more pain upon her.* None of her clothes were there so I dressed her in my red outfit.* It was gossamer thin, almost like wearing nothing.* I could wrap up in a towel until I got back to my room to find something else to wear. All the time I was whispering kind words to her, telling her how I loved her, needed her to be there for me, that this too would pass.* I almost had her dressed when the bathroom door opened.* Damn, those people moved like ghosts!* How the hell did I let them sneak up on me like that!* I was too caught up in Taliya to listen out for them.* Crap!* Now the shit would hit the fan!* I thought it was Master but it was his wicked bitch, Mistress. ? Ceres, you are not well.* You should be in bed, resting, like we told you to do.* Leave Taliya to me.?* Pointing me towards the landing she continued. ?You will find John downstairs, Ceres,? Mistress said.* Head erect, neck straight, buck ass naked I walked proudly out the door and down the stairs without saying a word to her.* It was rude of me.* For now I was getting away with it but I knew I would pay for it later.* Mistress was not one to play the radio with. I found Master in the living room, sitting down, waiting for me.* He did not look happy.* Good.* I hoped his dinner was constricting his bowels.* I kept my face placid.* I wonder if the rage in my eyes was being revealed. * "Yes, Master; you asked for me?"* I hoped my voice would not crack, nor that I would begin stammering as I did when nervous. * "Yes, Ceres; where were you?* You were not in your room," he said accusingly.* In his satin blue dressing gown, no nightshirt, his tanned skin glowing goldenly in the dim light I could see that his eight inch almanbahis casino dick was lying along his leg, baton-like, an instrument of both pain and pleasure.* It reminded me that I had unfilled needs, which is why I had sought Taliya in the first place.* I now regretted not covering my chocolate treasures from his all-seeing gaze.* My body was beginning to betray me, my pussy growing moist, nipples hardening in the cool night air. * I wished my body wasn?t such a traitor.* Here I am, standing naked in front of my Master John, and my pussy is flowing like a faucet?* What kind of idiot am I?* This man had it in his power to do anything he wanted with me: just last week he had me for a whole day tied down to my bed, spread open wide, my delicious brown pussy and asshole exposed to his vicious assault.* Those thoughts caused my moistness to increase greatly.* Drip, drip, drip.* Damn me for liking the rough treatment I received from my white master. * ? Ceres, I am not going to repeat myself!* Where were you?* Why were you not in your room??* His voice was rising, face was becoming redder by the second.* The only thing that could save me was if he dropped dead from a heart attack.** I was still pissed off from what he had done to my sister sub Taliya.* This, however, might not be the best time to mention it. * ? Have pity on me, my dear sweet Master.* I meant you no harm!* I was going to use the bathroom to empty my bladder when I saw her standing under the shower, not moving.* I?I know that you have bathed us together in the past, Master.* I?I saw no harm in doing it when you were not present.* Have mercy on me, dear Master!* I love you greatly.?* I hoped my little white lies would fly under his radar.** Mistress Julia, now would be the time for you to make your entrance, I thought to myself.* But her voice remained upstairs, yelling, screaming at Taliya.* This was no quiet early morning family gathering.* More like a meeting between the Sunnis and Kurds over who the head iman was going to be.* If only my pussy would stop getting wet!* Damn that! * ? On your knees, now, sub!?* Master John moved towards me.* Automatically my fight or flight reflexes kicked in.* I turned to run, but he caught me by the arm before I could turn.* Like, where could a naked deep cocoa woman run to at five in the morning?* Back to my room?* He stuck two of his fingers into my sopping wet pussy.* I let out a low moan of pleasure.* Yessssss!* Maybe it wouldn?t be so bad after all.