After the Dreams (Caroline's Company) Read Online Free Page A

her
upper and lower body till it lay in a gleaming heap around her heels. The slave
knelt and bent down and kissed her owner’s feet. She placed her tongue on each
silver enamelled toenail, presenting her tattooed bottom towards Andrew. She
gathered up the dress and Caroline stepped clear of it, as she did so putting
up her hands and releasing her long blonde hair from the grips that had held it.
She stood, entirely and magnificently naked, holding her slaves chains and
smiling at Andrew!
    Both women were hairless below
their heads, both had wide hips and prominent pubic mounds, both displayed
their naked and smooth sex with obvious satisfaction. Caroline however, still
wore her gold flowery necklace and elaborate clasp bracelet. Her figure was just
more defined and more dominating than that of the slave, her breasts larger,
her shoulders and hips wider, her waist (in proportion) narrower. Her pose was
effortless, commanding, and yet still beguiling and very sensual.
    She was still smiling, and her slave rubbed against her, and
kissed her breasts lingeringly.
    ‘Poor Andrew, - he doesn’t know what to do!’ Caroline and
Sylvie both looked at him, laughing gently. Caroline walked over towards him.
He could not take his eyes away from her swaying hips and her naked sex.
    She sat down beside him. He felt her finger and then her
lips on his.
    Sylvie sat on the floor, curled
around her owners (?) legs.
    ‘We like playing sex games Andrew, but we have strict rules
in this house. We would love you to enjoy our games with us, but you will have
to follow the rules. Do you want to follow our rules?’
    ‘Ye...’ he started to say, but was again interrupted by the
finger and the soft glossy lips.
    ‘Don’t speak, just nod or shake your head.’
    He nodded his head vigorously.
    ‘Good boy. The first rule we have is that sex should always
be used to give pleasure to more than one person. Do you agree with that rule,
Andrew?’
    Again, he nodded vigorously.
    ‘The second rule is that we like three people to be
involved, for maximum pleasure.’
    ‘But...’, again the finger and the lips, and this time he
could feel the slave girls breasts sliding on his legs.
    ‘Do you agree with the second rule Andrew?’
    What else could he do but nod, he was shaking with
excitement anyway.
    ‘And the third rule is that sex must always be prepared for,
because preparation and anticipation heighten the pleasure. Do you agree with
the third rule Andrew?’
    He could only nod.
    ‘Good boy.’ Caroline kissed
him, for slightly longer this time. Why did the word ‘boy’ sound as though it
had a question mark after it?
    ‘Now we must prepare you, or rather this time Sylvie will
prepare you. You will enjoy that Sylvie won’t you?’
    ‘Oh yes please my mistress and owner,’ the slave girl
replied. It had the sound of a ritual response.
    ‘But first we had better ensure that you don’t enjoy it too
much, hadn’t we?’
    ‘Of course Mistress and Owner.’ The slave kissed Caroline’s
breasts while Caroline stroked her head.
    ‘Bring me the toy-box Sylvie.’
    The slave rose to her feet, performed the same combined
curtsey and salute that she had demonstrated earlier, and left the room through
a door Andrew had not seen used before.
    ‘Now you will find out about preparation, and why it makes
everything so much more fun. Poor boy, you are shaking. Never mind you are
going to enjoy yourself, and us with you.’ Again she made the word ‘boy’ sound
almost like a question.  Her hand brushed briefly over his crotch. He started
and shook involuntarily.
    ‘Shhh ... it will be worth your
waiting. Now look at my little slave.’
    Sylvie had come back into the
room, pushing a little trolley. She could have been a waitress in a very risqué
restaurant, but what was on the trolley was quite unlikely to have been shown
in a public place.
    ‘Good Girl. Now first... we don’t want you to trouble our
guest with your chatter. So...’  Caroline