Divine Cruelty

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Authors: Lee Ash
Tags: BDSM, Erotic Fiction
'Would you care to enlighten me?'
     
    Sighing with exasperation, Pearl snapped her fingers and pointed into the shadows of the hall. The remainder of the three women she had brought with her, a pair of strawberry blondes who looked similar enough to be siblings, both rushed from their places at the wall. They had not been allowed to dress after being stripped in the chapel and both wore only hold-up stockings and extremely high heels. Neither seemed troubled by their nudity as they approached Master Vince's table. They appeared almost pleased to be summoned and unmindful that their bared breasts and neatly trimmed pubic curls were on display.
     
    Their swollen pussy lips contrasted grotesquely with their otherwise perfect figures and Rachel was shocked to find herself admiring the way the distended flesh glistened in the glow of naked flames. Smears of viscous wetness glinted from their labia like polished silver.
     
    The pair presented themselves expectantly at Master Vince's table with their hands held behind their backs. Attentive expressions and eager-to-please smiles illuminated both their faces.
     
    'These two are so well trained they're beyond shame,' Pearl explained. 'They're sisters but, if you thought it would be entertaining, I could get either to lick the other's cunt.'
     
    Rachel shivered.
     
    Beside her, Helena clutched her arm. Nodding in Pearl's direction, she whispered, 'That bitch is evil. I'll bet she's the devil you saw in the tarocco.'
     
    Trying to concentrate on what was being said, Rachel cautioned her servant to be quiet. She had seen cruelty and depravity before, but never anything as callous as Pearl's disregard for her stock.
     
    Master Vince remained unmoved. 'I've watched bitches eating pussy before,' he said indolently. 'And I couldn't care less if they're sisters. I thought you were going to show me how you'd removed their humanity? I thought you were going to show me how you'd exorcised their sense of self-worth.'
     
    A flicker of resentment shone in Pearl's eye but it was gone in a blink. Glancing toward Master Bernard she barked, 'Finish your brandy, then put the glass on the floor.'
     
    Rachel held her breath, shocked to hear a woman hurling orders at Master Bernard. She expected him to ignore the command, or rebuke Pearl for treating him like one of her stock. Instead, Master Bernard obligingly drained the contents of his balloon, then placed the empty glass in front of the two kneeling slaves. All the time he continued gracing Pearl with his curious, quizzical gaze.
     
    'You,' Pearl said, pointing at the nearest blonde. 'Without using your hands, and without using your mouth or your cunt, put one of these chess pieces in that glass.' She pointed from the chess set to the brandy balloon but her stern gaze never left the blonde's. 'Do it quickly,' she barked. 'Don't knock any of the other pieces over, and don't break the glass.'
     
    Fighting a mixture of revulsion and intrigue, Rachel took a hesitant step closer. She could see what was being asked of the woman, and suspected it was a perverse parlour trick the slave was used to performing, but morbid curiosity made her want to watch without missing any detail. Helena tried to hold her back, the servant clearly anxious to remain in the sanctuary of the doorway, but Rachel pushed her hand away. Knowing that she might have to compete against this woman in one of Master Vince's torment trials made her need to know everything she could about the potential competition.
     
    The strawberry blonde nodded obediently to her mistress. Without hurrying, she went to Pearl's side of the table and placed her backside over the chess set. Her buttocks were delicious, peach-like orbs, shaded by the fading memory of a recent caning and split by a deep, inviting crevice. She spread her cheeks daintily as she lowered herself over a bishop.
     
    Rachel had time to glance the puckered 'O' of the woman's sphincter and then the strawberry blonde was

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