Date: Sat, 23 Sep 2006 16:10:47 -0700 (PDT)
From: anne gentry <sable197903@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dark Eden

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Presents

Dark Eden
Copyright 2005 by Rene.

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THE NEW BOY: FANTASY

I love the smell of new leather. Pure, clean, hard, unyielding. I held the
multi-tailed whip loosely in my hand. Sitting in the corner that was the
furthest from the door. Waiting impatiently. Jason, my regular bottom, knew
that I hated waiting as well, so I was sure that he did it on purpose. He'd
said earlier when we were still in street clothes that he was bringing a
friend for me. I laughed, and said.

"Someone that you want to screw."

I was rewarded by the dark flush of color from his chest up.

"Does he know this? Is he open to this?"

"Dan got real excited when I told him."

"Bring him in.  I'll talk to him."

That had been earlier and now I was waiting irritably. Then the door
opened. Two men in suits walked in.

"Jason!" I yelled and he immediately fell to his knees as I stood up.

He crawled over and immediately started kissing my feet.

"Look at me."

He did.

"You have clothes on. I expect this kind of disrespect from him, but
you... you know better."

His demeanor crumbled.

"Get them off now. Both of you."

Jason kissed the inside of my thigh and I ruffled his hair.

"Go on, Jason."

He stood and started to undress. Dan hesitated, drawing my full attention
his way. I walked slowly towards him and he struggled not to back away. I
got very close. Noting that he was tall, muscular and tan. I put one hand
on his chest, over his heart to feel the frantic hammering under my
palm. Ah, terror. One of the most potent aphrodisiacs known to man.

"I'm to be called Mistress when you are in my presence."

My hand slid down his stomach to below his waist feeling the swelling
firmness under my fingers. Nice.

"What a lovely way to greet me."

His face colored and he looked like he was trying to speak. I shook my
head.

"Unh, uh, only when I ask you a direct question. You agreed to be here for
one night and I agreed to train you properly. At this stage of our
relationship, Dan. You have no choice and no voice. You have two options
right now. Get your clothes off voluntarily or I get two handlers from down
the hall to do it for you, by force."

My gaze was hard and cruel on purpose. He could have no moment of
indecision. He needed my firmness.

"Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress."

He sounded miserable. Wonderfully torn, but he started removing his
clothes. Jason was already naked and waiting for me. Finally Dan was
finished removing his garments. I looked at Jason.

"Bind him to the hook. I want to get a good look at him."

I walked away, leaving Jason to do it.  I could hear him talking to Dan as
he bound him. His voice was low and reassuring. Soothing his
nerves. Submissive to submissive. The way slaves always did, even though
you told them not too. I didn't stop him.

 "It's okay. You know the safe-word. It'll be good for us. Just reach your
arms up and be quiet."

 I heard the buckles closing and waited calmly.

"He's ready, Mistress."

I patted my left thigh, bringing Jason immediately to heel. I clipped the
whip to my belt. Dan shivered before me, helpless in his bonds.

"I'm going to ask you some questions. If you're honest with me we'll have a
much better time together."

 He nodded.

 "Do you like sex with women?

"Yes, Mistress."

I put my hands on his buttocks and opened them, studying his face.

"You prepare yourself as Jason told you too?"

Shame clouded his eyes but he nodded again.

"Yes, Mistress."

"Look at me, slave."

Dan did.

"You know that I am going to have him take you?"

He nodded, wetting his lips nervously.

"Answer me."  I barked.

"Yes, Mistress, but I..."

He cut himself off as though afraid to speak his fears. Silly boy, that was
half the fun.

"Go on, it is alright. I do not punish for honesty, only dishonesty."

"I'm afraid."

That admission cost him, dearly. The softly whispered words that tore his
heart to shreds inside his breast.  "Fear is the memory of choices. You
have none."

Tears formed in his eyes and his strong chin quivered.

"Jason will try not to hurt you more than you can bear. He's not allowed
too."

I stepped away from the front of him and motioned Jason forward.

"Jason, take him in your mouth. Work him."

I petted him gently on the flank.

"Do what you are told to do and you'll be fine."

I looked down at Jason. His soft mouth closing gently over Dan's thick
organ. Dan's body going rigid.

"Keep him hard while I punish him, Jason. You know what will happen if you
fail me, don't you?"

"Yes, Mistress."

He said quickly, and then went back to his task. I unhooked a paddle from
my belt, planning in my head how much to give him. Just enough to take the
edge off that civilized veneer and heat him up. I swung the paddle with a
good deal of force.  This was a nice one. Wide enough to sting but not
break the skin. Jason wrapped his arms around Dan's calves to hold him
still. Nothing could stop the low groans that came from him
however. Half-pain/ half-pleasure. I hit him hard two more times to
tenderize his flesh for further attention then I lightened up and kept
going. Watching tears roll silently down his dark cheeks. His face hard,
body stiff.  Jason grabbed my leg and I stopped.

"Enough, Jason."

Dan groaned and Jason pulled away. His eyes squeezing shut as he tried to
remember the feel of that expert mouth sucking his dick.

"Open your eyes, slave."

He did and struggled to control the flow from his eyes.

"Jason, get the jar and the protection."

He did so promptly.

"Put our new toy on the bed, please."

"Yes, Mistress."

I kissed the tear-streaked face before me, tenderly. Stroking his hot
skin. Teasing him.

"Very good, Dan."

He shivered.

"Jason is going to release you and you are going to go lay face down on the
bed. I don't need to tell you to do it on your knees, do I?"

"No, Mistress."

He answered brokenly, around the lump in his throat.  I went to the bed and
waited. Opening the leather flap covering my sex. Knowing that I was damp
and ready. I lay back on the pillows and watched Jason doing as I asked of
him. Patting his friend calmingly and whispering softly to him as he let
him down. I watched Dan, noting the weak legs and heavy sheen of
perspiration. He fell to his knees when he was released and came to the
foot of the bed. I opened my legs.

"Come up between them."

 Dan crawled up on the bed.

"Kiss me."

 He brought his body over mine and I cupped his cheeks, kissing him deeply,
feeling him softening in my hands at the tenderness. `God, he was
sweet. Eager to please me.' His lips were like watered silk. Skin, hot,
like the flame of a candle. I pulled myself away from his face. My eyes
warm as they burned into his. My fingers tracing his jaw lightly.

"Put your face between my legs and pleasure me with your tongue."

He lay flat between my legs and I chuckled.

"No, slave. Keep those nice tight buns up in the air where Jason can get to
them easily. You'll be taking me and he'll be taking you in the ass."

He shivered, trying to hide his fear.

"Do what he says and it won't hurt more than any woman's cherry being
popped. Fight and injure yourself."

His fingers trembled when they opened the folds of my sex. I motioned Jason
up on the bed, pulling Dan's arms around my hips as he went to work. I
rubbed his back, feeling his tongue doing magical things to my
clitoris. Nice technique. I was betting that it was the benefit of lots of
practice. I looked Jason in the eye.

"I have also had enough from you, Jason. You get on the ball or I will have
you playing games for the Master all night."

He started kissing my feet desperately. He hated playing games in the
basement.

"I'll beat the insubordination out of you after you're finished with the
task that I've set for you. Now, get to it."

He went to immediate work. Dan whimpering in my lap at the first touch of
Jason's fingers at his asshole.

"Not a sound from you or I'll gag you."

I watched Jason working the lube into the tightly puckered opening with
firm insistent pressure. He leaned up over Dan's back and rolled a condom
over his prick.

"One stroke, no stopping."

He nodded.  His organ was eight inches of solid gold, as far as I was
concerned, well-trained to cum on command. Perfection.  Jason put the head
of his organ against the opening and slid home smoothly.  His face
softening with pleasure, so I knew he was in. Dan groaning in agony in my
lap. I slid under him, taking his face in my hands. Voice low.

"It will ache for a moment while your body adjusts. Surrender to it. He'll
be still because he is so large."

"It's too much. It hurts."

I put my hand on his organ, my other pulling a condom from the
nightstand. He was still hard when I rolled it over him.  Not a small man
in his own right.

"You can bear it for me, can't you?"

 I took his penis and guided it into my wet cleft. He started to pant with
exertion. Torn between the pain and the pleasure.  This guy was a
natural. His teeth grinding against one another as the paradox of agony and
ecstasy rolled through his body.  He started making small animal pleading
noises, low in his throat. I put my hands on his hips and slid him into me
as far as he could go. Wrapping my legs around his thighs to keep him
open. Motioning for Jason to pump him. Jason cored him hard. The thrusts
pushing Dan into my dripping sex. Rubbing my body just the right way to
cum. The friction against my clitoris and the thought of Dan getting it for
the first time on top of me, sending me over the edge. Jason took a hold of
my fingers, hard. Holding me to reality as my body shuddered under
Dan's. The spasms lessening with the end of my release.  I grabbed a
handful of Dan's soft hair in my fist. Seeing the dark purple flush of
orgasm coming over his face. I was tempted to make him wait, but not
wanting to deny myself the pleasure of feeling his organ jerking in my
sex. I whispered against his mouth.

"Come in me, slave. Come in your Mistress."

Nodding up to Jason to orgasm as well. They both stepped up the urgency of
their movements. Discordant synchronism to their efforts. They came
together. Making those endearing male noises that they all make as they
wrench towards orgasm.  I lay back and held unto Dan as he wrung every last
bit of it from his muscular body to fall on me limply. Catching his
breath. Pressing me into the mattress with his weight.

For a time all was still. Quiet but for the rapid breathing from the three
post-orgasmic bodies. Almost impossible to tell where one flesh stopped and
another started. I heard Dan whispering against my neck, his voice hoarse
with excess emotion., satiation and exhaustion.

"I didn't know."  He said, over and over against my damp skin.  I laughed
and pulled them both up into my arms. Stroking them. My boys.

"Now, you do."