Chapter Two - Terms
#2 of She is my Master?!
Author's Notes: Thank you for taking the time to read "She is my Master?!"! I am so stoked to have fans this early when I haven't even written a yiff scene yet (not counting this chapter, haha). It's a wonderful feeling, being a newbie with fans, and I'll do my best not to disappoint. Here's hoping you stay with me to the end! Anyway, I won't keep you: Here's "She is my Master?! - Chapter Two." Enjoy! -Vaddi Delogowri
- * * "We've been walking forever... how much farther is it?" "Oh, quit whining, we're almost inside. I'll tell you when you can take off the handkerchief, alright?" "Why do I have the feeling you're leading me into a firing squad..." "Okay! We're in. You can take the blindfold off now, Sato-kun!" The boy reached up and tugged at the silk cloth, instantly regretting it; his sensitive eyes were directly flooded with light, and he immediately shielded them, a quiet yelp of pain escaping his throat. "Some warning about the light would've been nice, y'know!" he hissed, waiting for his eyes to adjust before slowly lowering his hand. Aarianna pretended not to hear him, waving a hand behind her. "Welcome to Soulais Castle's Grand Hall!" she giggled, taking the cloth back from him as he gaped at the almost spherical entryway. The atrium really was grand; light swept in from stained glass windows depicting the beginning of the earth, and filled the archway with dazzling rainbows of light. Green and gold seemed to be the royal colors; all around, deep emerald banners were adorned with intricate gold trim, the only other color being a lone red carpeting leading up the center of three staircases, each of which lead to respective wings of the castle. A second staircase spiraled off to the East Wing, and another opposite the pair lead to the West Wing, as marked. Between the staircases, he could make out a hallway, which he assumed went to another Grand Hall, or perhaps a ballroom, and pictures lined the walls, past kings and queens gazing out at the duo majestically. They stood in silence as the boy took in the sight of Castle Soulais, before Aarianna finally spoke, failing to suppress a giggle as she watched him gape about the light-flooded archway. "I take it you're impressed, Sato-kun," she laughed, gazing at the boy's amazed expression. "...It's beautiful," he finally managed to whisper, marveling at the complexity of the colored windows for a moment longer, before turning to face her. "Yes, it is," she murmured wistfully, walking along towards the center staircase, the young catboy following shortly after. "Don't worry, you've got infinite time to look at them, since one of my terms for you is that you live here with me. I'll give you plenty of time to look around the castle." "But what about my..." Satoshi began, but she completed and answered his question quickly, as if she had already considered all possible worries he might have. "Your home," she replied plainly, "will be monitored to ensure its safety. I will send a messenger for your things, and I will be certain he remembers to lock up. Happy?" He frowned a bit, but seemed to be satisfied. "What are my restrictions, as far as the castle goes?" he asked, placing a hand on his hip as they walked. "You can't go to the master chambers," she said quietly. "Everywhere else is fine. The library, the kitchen, the stables... anywhere you wish, excluding the master chambers. You are to be in my room by midnight. Twelfth-stroke rule, of course." "Why not the master chambers?" he poised, and she gave a grin back at him. "The master chambers are for the king and queen, of course," she smiled. "You aren't the king or queen, so you may not enter. Not even I'm allowed in there unless my parents are in, which is impossible at the moment." "But you're the lady of the castle," he retorted. "Surely you can do as you please, since you're the authority figure right now." "Now, now," she replied, looking forward as they ascended the massive center stairway, "I never said I was in control of the castle. I am in control of you, though, so make sure you do whatever I say." They walked along, continuing up the stairs, before she turned quickly, glancing back at him. "Oh, that reminds me; I wanted to ask you something..." "Fire away. What is it?" Satoshi stared up at her, swaying his twin-tipped tail behind him as they walked, an aura of irritation hidden in his eyes. "Before, when we met, you said 'A tackle's a tackle, even when it's magically invoked.' What did you mean?" Satoshi scanned her eyes shortly for hidden meaning; when he found none, he answered. "You probably noticed after you saw me that you couldn't control your body," he murmured, glancing away at a chandelier suspended above them. "Or, from the way you squealed, you tried reasoning with yourself, though it had already taken hold." "I do remember being unable to control my body," she admitted after a moment. "But what was controlling me, then?" "A curse," Satoshi said flatly. "A gypsy tripped on my tail, and she took it the wrong way and thought I'd done it on purpose to force her on top of me, so now I'm cursed to have any girl that sees me feel me up, or sometimes more." He sighed, looking up at her half-amused face. "That's why I wasn't screaming my head off when you tackled me." "Ah," she said, nodding slightly. "How long ago was this?" "Not too long," he answered, using his fingers to count without looking at them. "It was perhaps three, four years ago. I've always had terrible luck, so I halfway expected to end up hexed or worse. Of course, it ended up a bit more excessive than I imagined, and I've no clue if the effects linger on, or end after I'm released..." "Well, I can assure you, it's not the latter," she answered, almost apologetically. "Urges aren't easy to ignore, especially urges in women. Your best bet's to break the curse and hope you can stay out of trouble after that." "Does that mean you're still being affected by it?" he asked quietly, a hint of worry in his voice; Aarianna simply giggled, looking back at him slyly. "Well, we'll find out soon enough, won't we," she replied, winking at the boy. "After all, if I tackle you again, then we'll know it lingers." After another small flight of stairs, they finally reached the princess' room, a rich rowan-oak door guarding the framed entryway grandly, despite the fact that it was only a little taller than the catboy was. In the keystone of the doorframe were two symbols: the first, Satoshi recognized as the Soulais family crest; the second, underneath, bore a whimsical star-like pattern, which he assumed was Aarianna's personal seal. Aarianna smiled slightly, motioning him forward. "Well? Here we are! Go on, open it," she commanded, lightly pushing him towards the door. He started to speak, but instead bit his tongue lightly, opening the door and following her in. The room smelled of some bittersweet, unidentifiable spice, wafting from an incense stick on her dresser; the scent seemed to make the boy drowsy and yet full of energy all at once. The room was a dazzling icy-blue shade, a little darker than Aarianna's dress; he was sure the walls would appear navy if the lights were out (Maybe, he thought to himself, I'll stay up just long enough to check.). Her bed was large for just the petit rabbit-girl, even though she was not too much shorter than he was, draped in a deep navy comforter that seemed to accent the room majestically. Satoshi was surprised to see he already had a few of his things in the room: fresh clothes, a few books, and, above all else, an ebony case rested within an open crimson storage chest in an unoccupied corner. "M-My saxophone?" he whispered incredulously, staring at Aarianna. "How did you...?" "Those messengers work quickly, don't they?" she giggled in response, always highly amused at the surprise of the catboy. "I'm sure the rest of your things will be here by morning, and you can ask one of them if they leave something behind." "This is incredible," he murmured, moving over to the chest and placing a hand on the case to ensure its reality; sure enough, there was the nameplate, his name carved in smooth, formal script over the silver sheet of metal. "Now then," Aarianna said as Satoshi assured himself he wasn't dreaming, "I know the castle's big, and I don't expect you to know your way around it in a day, so I'll give you a week's time off the midnight curfew. Try not to get lost, alright?" She paused to acknowledge the boy's nod, then continued. "If anything worries you, you can always talk to me, or find one of the Counselors. They have green robes and are often carrying staves... there are three, so feel free to talk to one of them." She stopped once more; Satoshi nodded and she grinned. "Now, then... it's late. We should get to bed, which brings up my last condition." "Another condition?" Satoshi glanced at her with both annoyance and curiosity in his eyes, slipping off his jacket and laying it down with the rest of his things, folded neatly. "You've got me under lock and key, and bound until you decide if and when to let me go. What else could you possibly need from..." His voice halted as he stood, silenced by the princess' lips; he instantly froze, unable to think clearly in the moment. She took the chance to draw him deeper into her kiss, slowly inching him backwards and closer to the bed. She withdrew abruptly, smiling up at him, a sense of innocence hidden beneath her eyes as she clicked off the nearby lamp, plunging them into dim, navy darkness (I knew it! went a voice deep in the back of Satoshi's mind). "Looks like the curse lingers, after all," she whispered gently, shoving him onto the bed naughtily. "That felt so good, and it was as easy as breathing..." Briefly, she glanced at the door, making sure she had remembered locking it when they entered, before turning her attention to the twin-tailed catboy once more. "What... the... hell," the boy finally managed to choke out as Aarianna smoothly unzipped the back of her dress in front of him; at once, the cloth seemed more strained than before as she lowered one shoulder, looking down at the boy. "Oh, it should be very apparent what this term is by now," she cooed intricately, lowering the other shoulder and drawing the cloth down. "And if not... well, you'll learn momentarily. Just sit back, relax... and enjoy what I'm about to give you, my pet..." "Y-You can't be serious!" Satoshi sputtered, moving back a bit so that he was in the center of the bed, farther away. "Even if I wanted to, I-" He fell silent at the sight of the now partially undressed rabbit-girl in front of him, almost as if awed at her beauty. Without the dress, her body's natural curves were much more rounded and defined, and he could see that her chest was even more well endowed than it appeared, restrained by an obviously small, lacy-white bra. Matching panties adorned her torso, and, if one looked close enough, a small crescent pattern adorned the center of the undergarment. She considered his words as she moved closer, climbing onto the bed and up to the boy, climbing over him so their faces met, watching the blood slowly rise to his cheeks. "...So, you're a virgin, then." She let a cream-furred hand rest on his bared chest for a moment, before letting it slowly descend as she spoke. "Don't worry about that, I am, too. We're both new at this, so there's no need to be nervous, Sato-kun... I just happen to know what the motions are, so to speak." Her hand eventually found the top of his pants and unbuttoned them in a fluid motion, drawing down the zipper and tugging at the fabric. "But what about the risks? What if you get pregnant?" Satoshi threw up his last wall of defense as she finally removed his pants, revealing grey-furred legs and white-furred feet, as well as strained, black-colored boxers. "Oh, come now, Satoshi," the girl laughed, drawing a finger along the top of his underwear, causing him to shiver, "I've never heard of a guy going this far to avoid having a little fun. Besides..." She tilted her head to the nightstand opposite them, where a half-empty glass of water lay next to a flat box of white tablets. "I'm not some ditzy princess, you know. I know what I'm getting myself into, all right? Or do you just hate me that much?" She stuck out her bottom lip mockingly, quivering it some. "Admit it, you must think I'm just a little cute." Satoshi fought internally for a short moment, clawing for some extra defense, before finally giving in; he could not think of any other rebuttal to stop her. "Just a little," he admitted, which triggered the girl to move up a bit more, bringing their faces within inches of each other yet again. "See? That wasn't so bad, now was it," the girl whispered gently, her emerald eyes gazing deeply into the unusual amethyst orbs opposite her. "And now, if you've no further objections..." She brought her lips to his once more, closing her eyes and letting her arms wrap around his neck slowly, drawing him closer; Satoshi, after a moment of stiffness, allowed himself to relax, his hands instinctively circling her waist and completing their embrace. Eventually, her lips parted slightly, her tongue soon emerging to slip through his lips and into his mouth; their tongues danced as they kissed, parting only to explore the rest of their partner's home. Their kiss seemed to stretch on for hours, the warmth of their bodies the only indication that they weren't floating away in time. Eventually, one of Aarianna's hands moved to his, guiding it up her back and to her bra. For a moment, Satoshi's hands lingered, but eventually unhooked the garment, running a finger down her spine to verify its removal. The girl arched her back slightly, her cleavage eager to let the cloth drop, and she tossed the clothing off the bed, allowing herself to rest on his chest. Her nipples were soft, but he could still feel the nubs of flesh poking into his chest, the warmth between them intensified by the rabbit-girl's now bare upper half. They concentrated on kissing for another short decade, their tongues waging a fierce battle neither was sure to win, before finally separating their lips, a thin string of saliva connecting them for a moment. The girl said nothing, but shifted her position quickly, turning her body so that they were head to foot, her hands gliding down along his sides and down to his final article of clothing. She could see the bulge in the strained cloth, even in the dim light that shone through the lone window in the room; with a smooth motion, she slid the cloth down and revealed the boy's pulsing member. "Wow," she murmured, gazing at the length in wonder. "You're bigger than I expected, Sato-kun..." He knew exactly why, and a slight sense of pride swelled in his chest; catboys had a record throughout history for not being very "filling." Satoshi, however, had gotten a lucky break in the genes department; although he had not explored sex actively, he had a length and width not common to his species, another peculiar bonus granted to him in spite of his horrible fortune. Aarianna marveled at the sight of his erection a moment longer, before waving her rounded behind in his face, giggling. "Your turn," she sang, adjusting her position so that it was closer to his face. Satoshi let his hands glide up her thighs, earning a shiver from above him as he hooked his thumbs under the lacy fabric and drew it down and off her body slowly. Her fur swept smoothly from above down and around her thighs to her back, and in the moonlight, he could make out a thin line beneath a wet patch of fur between her legs; he assumed that he was doing something correctly. He leaned closer, unsure as to what to do, before letting his tongue slope slowly up the line, curiously tasting the wetness. His action gained a gentle gasp from below, followed by a soft squeak of approval, the girl's hips almost bucking backwards and into his mouth. The girl, too, tried this action on the pulsing rod beneath her, letting her tongue slide smoothly, gracefully up its length; Satoshi gave a soft sigh of consent, resisting the rough jerk upward his hips attempted to give as she licked him again. She took about a fourth of his length into her mouth, sucking gently until she was comfortable, and then let more of it in, letting her tongue run slow, slippery circles around it lovingly. He put his tongue to work as well, letting it slip slowly up and down along the line of her sex, parting the flesh after a moment and licking at the sensitive skin from within. His rough tongue sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body, and it reflected in her fierce licking and sucking, soft moans just barely audible in her muffled throat. Eventually, she nipped the tip of his member softly to stop him; he withdrew his mouth from between her quivering legs as she swung back around so that they were face to face once more. The first thing she did was kiss him eagerly, passionately, her tongue desperate to blend their extracts together; his lips parted willingly for her, their unique tastes combining to form an oddly satisfying flavor between their mouths. She let her body lower to his once more, and a sigh of content escaped his chest, followed by a light purr; Aarianna giggled, letting a hand move up to his cheek and stroking it lightly. "Enjoying ourselves, are we?" she whispered, her eyes gazing deeply into his as they opened. "P...Perhaps," he finally managed to say, unable to stop the rumble in his throat long enough to form a more coherent sentence. "See? I told you it would be fun! And we're not even done yet," she grinned, wrapping her arms around him and rolling so that he was on top of her. "After all, I'm not going to do all the work. You've got to fulfill your condition, remember?" Satoshi closed his eyes for a moment in thought, before shifting forward, giving a slight jump when he felt the tip of his member touch her wet slit. She spread her legs eagerly for him, squirming beneath him with a slight impatience reminiscent of her nature; though he, too, was aroused, he held still, hovering atop her carefully. Finally, Satoshi took in a deep breath, closing his eyes once more, and pushed forward lightly. He didn't use a lot of force, so only the head of his length entered her; still, it was enough to elicit a hushed moan from the both of them. Aarianna blindly leaned up to kiss him, her lips crushing his after a moment, her tongue flickering against his lips lightly. He took the kiss as a sign to keep going, and eased his hips forward, pushing more of his erection into her. He winced slightly as her already clenched walls began to involuntarily tighten around what was already inside; she took one of his hands, interlacing their fingers and smiling apologetically up at him. "Keep... going," she whispered attractively between deep breaths of arousal, her breaths becoming shorter the deeper he went. He obeyed, continuing to push until he felt something stop him about halfway inside. She looked up at him, wrapping her arms around his neck once more and closing her eyes, and he pulled back slightly, hesitating for a moment. Then, he gave a quick thrust, breaking through her body's natural barrier and sliding the other half of his length in, as deep as he could push. She gave a loud cry of both pain and pleasure, her grip on his body intensifying significantly; her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, pulling him as close as she possibly could as she bore the pain with clenched teeth. Satoshi flinched a little more as her cavern tightened around him yet again; he noticed her eyes, and looked down at her, noticing her flushed cheeks for the first time. She struggled to speak coherently, shaken by the sudden rush of events. "I-It will hurt... for a m-moment, but it'll fade," she stammered as she felt blood trickle past the boy's trapped erection and down her behind. "I-It should be f-fairly obvious... w-what to do now..." He nodded slightly as her legs gradually loosened their grip until they returned to the sheets, spread wide once more. Gradually, so as not to agitate the pain, he drew back, letting himself slide out until he had almost exited, then slowly entered once more, pushing in until he felt his tip lightly bump against her cervix. She gave a gentle cry, closing her eyes and stroking his cheek lightly, tracing her tongue lightly over her lips. He repeated his motion, pulling out and slowly re-entering, this time making it continuous as he picked up speed. His motions were sporadically jerky at first, but smoothed out over time until he found a comfortable rhythm, keeping his thrusts as even as he could manage. Aarianna's breathing had shortened drastically, short bursts of air occasionally followed by a dark, loving call of his name or a long moan of approval as her pain faded and pure ecstasy took its place. Her hips began to move against his, forcing his member a little harder against her as it entered; this earned a gentle groan of arousal from her charge and he picked up a bit more speed to reward her. She eventually let a hand tangle into the jet-black hair atop his head as he thrusted, guiding it down to one of her breasts; he needed no instruction to know what she wanted from him. He let his tongue probe the flesh lightly, leaving wet, glistening patterns in her fur until he found the soft mound of flesh he had been looking for. He rolled his tongue around her nipple a few times, before flicking back and forth over it quickly; he then let his lips cover it, sucking gently, probing it lightly as it began to harden. Her moans intensified, her cream-furred hand clenching at his hair tightly; her hips began bucking even more as he continued his treatment, the pair both experiencing pure bliss. This, too, seemed to last for hours to them, the sense of time lost in their daze; Aarianna's moans were much more frequent now, and even Satoshi could not suppress his own gentle cries of arousal, adoring every clench her spasming walls gave him. She shuddered beneath him, her heartbeat fluttering against his mouth; he had finished treating the first nipple and moved onto the second. He could feel their sexual tension mounting as they neared the end of their lovemaking, and sped his motions up once more, continuing to let his rough tongue lash at her hardened nipple. She was practically screaming his name now, but one more push would send her over the edge--Satoshi began to purr between quiet moans, the vibrations sending wave after wave of bliss through her body. She could not handle any more of the pleasure he gave her; her breathing and cries stopped abruptly as her body clenched tightly around his, the sheer force stopping his motion with a final thrust inwards. Her back arched and shuddered as lapine juices burst from her already dripping sex, soaking both midsections as it ran between them. Her forceful climax gave way to his own; his mouth left her chest as his head tilted back, and he pushed even farther into her, the tip of his erection exploding, feline seed the next to eventually spill between them as his midsection squirmed within her, easily yielding enough to fill her. They remained still, aside from the heaving of both chests as they panted; both Aarianna and Satoshi just then noticed the sweat glistening in the other's fur as their eyes finally opened to gaze, overwhelmed, into their partner's eyes. "T-Th... that w-was..." Aarianna sputtered stupidly, attempting to still her quivering body with no visible success. Satoshi leaned down, pressing his lips to hers to hush her; she gladly accepted, her tongue moving to meet his halfway as their arms found their way around each other once more. They rested in silence for a short while, their fingers interlaced; eventually, the quaking of Aarianna's body died down, and she was able to speak. "...Marvelous," she finished from her earlier sentence disaster, though the word stood well on its own. "And you were worried... you'd do something wrong..." "Well," he murmured sleepily, "I told you I have terrible luck... I wouldn't have been surprised... if I did." He shifted his hips back, pulling out of her (Aarianna shivered again as a bit of his seed spilled ), and then laid down beside her, face-up. She looked down between his legs and grinned weakly; his length stood straight, as if expecting more. "You're still up? Man, you're insatiable," she joked; she pecked his cheek as it flushed some, before slowly standing on unstable legs, attempting not to drip their combined fluids all over the floor. "Come on," she said, reaching into a nearby drawer and taking out a pair of towels. "If we don't bathe now, we'll never get this out of our fur." Satoshi followed as she opened a door on the far side of the room to reveal a bathroom. As he entered, she smiled at his expression, a hint of curiosity in her eyes. "So, still have a problem with being my pet, Sato-kun?" she teased, petting him on the head; he looked down at her for a moment before giving her a light smile, closing the door behind them. "There is never a problem, Princess... for you are my master."