Chapter #3Pleasing your mistress by: Drez  
"...sex slave" finishes Cassandra after a long pause while she thought of an answer. She says this with a wicked grin that sends shivers down your spine. She wants you as a sex slave?! You start to protest, but you find that you can't say no to this woman. You're entranced by Cassandra's beauty. It's as if she put a spell on you the moment you saw her. Being a sex slave to this goddess of a woman couldn't be all that bad, could it? In the back of your head, you hear a distant voice insisting that you say no to this woman, that she's dangerous. But that distant voice is slowly fading away as you continue to look at Cassandra. You can't say no as to being her sex slave, but you can still ask some questions.
"Sex slave?" you ask. "and what does that exactly entail?"
"I have sex with you anytime I want" said Cassandra. "and I do mean anytime and anywhere. You have no say in the matter. I can see it in your eyes. You have no intentions of saying no to me....not that you could if you wanted to. I've been at this for longer than you've been alive. I know how to seduce men....I know what you secretly desire. I know how to please you in bed in ways you can't even imagine"
It's at this time when that voice in the back of your head gets louder. You take a step back from her and shake your head. You were fondling her big breasts, but now you take a step back. Cassandra's smile grew wider. "I see you have some willpower left in you, Steven. Good. I like a challenge"
You look around to see that you're in a small room with a table that fills the area. You must be at the top of a tower. The table has four chairs around it and is set for a meal. The stairs that lead downstairs are steep and rather narrow. The room is lighted with a small ornate chandelier. You don't see the light switch for the chandelier in the small room...must be downstairs. The small confining space makes it impossible not to look at Cassandra. She studies you for a long moment.
"Come, my slave" said Cassandra, motioning you to follow her down the stairs. Like a puppet on a string, you start to follow her down the steep and narrow stairs. It's not like you haven't got a say in the matter....but you truly want to follow her. She leads you down a long flight of winding staircase until you come to a long hallway. She walks down the hallway, swinging her hips back and forth which makes you want to slap her on her sexy ass. She comes to a door and unlocks it with a key that's on a necklace that's in her cleavage. She opens the door and motions for you to enter the room first. You enter the room and see that it's a bedroom with an ornate canopy bed made out of oak. The bedroom also has a large dresser, a full-length mirror, a small daybed and a small bathroom attached to the room. The canopy bed is a large one, easily able to hold four people. The red curtains that adorn the bed are thick enough to allow some privacy for whoever is on the bed. Cassandra enters the room behind you and closes the door.
"Nice room" you say, looking around. The bedroom has red wallpaper and a couple of framed paintings. All of the framed paintings are still lives.
"This house has ten bedrooms upstairs and two downstairs" said Cassandra, coming over to you and brushing her huge breasts against your chest. She kisses you on your mouth and you start fondling her breasts. She tears off your clothing one by one as she kisses you, putting her tongue in your mouth. You two tongue-wrestle as she leads you to the bed. She pulls away from the kiss and throws you none-too-gently onto the bed. You look up at her as she climbs into the bed, closing the curtains around the bed. While she's doing this, you get up from the bed and kiss her shoulder. She elbows you hard in the ribs, forcing you onto the bed flat on your back.
Finished with her task, Cassandra turns to face you. She locks eyes with you and you can't turn away from her beautiful face. You're completely under her spell now.
"You are to call me 'mistress'" said Cassandra in a voice that drips with honey. "or by any other title you prefer"
"Yes, mistress" you say in a flat voice.
"I'll teach you more rules later" said Cassandra. "now, come here"
The night passes in a happy blur while you're making love with your new mistress. You vaguely remember kissing her ass at one point while she was sitting on your face. You do remember the smell that came from her ass; it wasn't foul at all, but smelled like a field of roses. It was as if she had a perfume bottle up her ass. You do remember worshiping her near the end of the night.
When you do wake up in the morning, you find yourself snuggled up to Cassandra's breasts and using them as a pillow. Her breasts seem even bigger than they did. You sigh contently and continue to snuggle with your new mistress.
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