Chapter 6: The Arrival
The time read 5:47pm exactly. Rose was in the laundry room, juxtapose the
kitchen, folding linens and switching loads. Haydn knelt in front of the couch,
as he was to wake his Mistress in one minute precisely. Counting down from 30
seconds he began to take her hand in his and blanket it with velveteen, royal
kisses. Such was Mistress' preferred method of gentle waking from late afternoon
naps.
Her eyes began to smile first and were soon joined by her perfectly arched lips.
Opening her eyes and rising slowly to sit, Aloura dismissed Haydn and went to
find Rose in the laundry room.
"Hello, pet." Aloura whispered into Rose's ear running her hand along her waist.
The mere touch of her Mistress' hand sent Rose's body quivering. She arched her
back in response, pressing her ass against Aloura. Aloura smiled. Rose knew what
was to come so she closed her eyes and tried to focus.
"Rose, ..." Aloura stated in complete seriousness. "..cum"
Mistress Gillain stepped back to observe the mind shattering orgasm her slave
was experiencing. She was briefly impressed and continued to watch Rose obey and
fall victim to the instant bliss she was granted.
Rose was lost in the chill that cocooned her body and the unimaginable sensation
of release. She opened her eyes and immediately began to thank Aloura. She
dropped to her knees and excessively expressed her gratitude.
"You're welcome." Aloura smirked, as she looked downward into her slave's eyes
with knowingly. "You are dismissed slave rose."
Instantaneously Rose continued her laundry and soon moved on to dusting.
The pair of slaves finished the cleaning and found their Mistress resting on her
upstairs balcony reading a book. They kneeled on either side of her and waited.
Twenty minutes passed and the silence was broken.
"Our guest is arriving tomorrow. I'm expecting her around noon, for lunch."
Curiosity was eating a hole in Haydn's will. All afternoon his mind was plagued
with figuring out who this "guest" was. He knew better of his thoughts and kept
the curiosity buried beneath obedience.
"Her name is Tawny and she is an old schoolmate of mine. You are to follow her
instructions as if you would my own."
Thoughts of Tawny made Aloura involuntarily smile. She always did love her. The
passion between the two was immeasurable. It had been quite some time since the
two had seen each other. Tawny now lived on the west coast and rarely got to
visit Aloura. Tawny was wealthy, well beyond comfort, and had a special place in
her heart for Aloura. Also from Brighton, Tawny's tongue was branded with
elegant English accent. She was a black woman with a light complexion and
gorgeous green eyes. She stood three inches above Aloura and often times teased
her of her submissive height, causing a few giggles. The two were anxious and
couldn't wait to see each other. The extended time and distance simply made this
visit a little more special.
Haydn was ordered to check on the new slave and ready himself for bed. Rose was
instructed to join her Mistress in bed.
Rose was somewhat flattered by Aloura's decision to take her to bed. She'd
noted, from past experiences, that Mistress Gillian usually wanted nothing more
than to be held at night before being carried away by her dreams.
The alarm clock rattled causing a thunder of mind jarring noise to awake Haydn.
The time read 8:45am. Mistress Gillian and Rose were to be awaken at 9:00
precisely.
Everyone was awake now and showered. Rose bathed her Mistress while Haydn took
care of Athena in the basement and prepared breakfast. Haydn thought Athena was
strangely beautiful laying there, on the floor of the dog cage. She glowed and
this caught him off guard.
Snapping out of his daze, Haydn then uncaged Athena and bathed her. He cleaned
her thoroughly, inside and out. This left Athena gazing into nothing with her
hazel eyes locked on shock while the task was completed. She was then jeweled
with the leather ankle and wrist cuffs as well as the matching collar. He laid
her on her stomach and hog-tied her, putting her back into the cage.
After returning upstairs, Haydn prepared breakfast for Aloura, set the table,
and assumed his "wait" position next to his Mistress' chair. While waiting, his
mind wandered trails of lost questions about Athena's former life. "Why was she
in Asheville? Why is it that noone was worried about her?" His thoughts were
interrupted by the appearance of Aloura and Rose. Haydn knew to not make his
Mistress wait so he pulled out her chair and regained his position. Rose was
instructed to kneel next to Mistress Gillian's chair and did so without
hesitation.
Aloura ate her breakfast and occasionally glanced down at Rose. Shortly into
breakfast, Rose was directed between Aloura's legs and "told" by two taps on the
back of her collared neck to began licking her Mistress' pussy. Mistress Gillian
carried on as if nothing was happening and finished her meal slowly.
Her mind wandered as she thought of temporarily releasing her new slave.
Athena's former life was in shambles and Aloura was sure someone had noticed her
absence. She knew much about Athena that most didn't know and had the photos to
prove it. Aloura finished her breakfast and nonchalantly dismissed Rose from her
duty. Aware that she still had a business to run, Aloura went to her office and
spoke nothing of her actions. Haydn and Rose waited 15 minutes then cleaned the
table and kitchen.
The pair were later found in the "wait" position where they once stood in the
dining room. Aloura noticed the time on her computer and wrapped up her business
for the moment. Her guest was to arrive in 30 minutes for lunch and she had to
get dressed.
Fifteen minutes later the doorbell rang and Haydn opened the door gracefully to
find elegance incarnate standing before him. Tawny didn't acknowledge Haydn's
existence she searched for the familiar iced eyes of her former lover and
friend. The search lasted only seconds before the room heard a tall voice of
mere shadow leak. "Early as always." Aloura peeked from around the corner and
lit up like a child. The two embraced for 5 minutes straight paying no attention
to the open door and the young man and woman who accompanied Tawny.
"I brought along my newest addition, Darling. I hope you don't mind." Tawny
unveiled a set of slaves whose appearance was so similar they could've been
twins.
"I don't mind at all sweetheart, the more the merrier." Aloura winked.
The two walked into the living room and had a seat while the two accompanying
slaves brought in Tawny's things and waited for her in the entranceway.
"I've made lunch reservations for us at Sergio's. We've got 10 minutes to get
there and it's not even 10 minutes away."
"That's fine gorgeous." Tawny stated as she fell into Aloura's eyes and began to
lust after her.
"Later." Aloura whispered deeply into Tawny's ear.
A smile and dimmed eyes flashed across Tawny's face and the two were on their
way to the car.
"Haydn. Rose." Aloura spoke flatly and so lowly it's any wonder the two heard
her at all. "The stationary cycle is to be you exercise for the day. If the two
of you can make it to 20 miles by our return. You will both be rewarded
greatly."
Of course, this sent the two minds racing and eager to reach the goal to please
their Mistress.
"Oh, neither of you are to sit during this time. One of you will ride and the
other will stand next to the bike."
Waiting for no one's answer Aloura turned to leave, looped her arm in Tawny's
and the couple disappeared.
