Year One

Chapter 7 - Adornment part 1

 --HIM--

 

We spent the rest of that day as we spent the rest of that intervening week, exercising, reading, and fucking the brains out of each other.  With the rest of the slaves in chastity, we only had each other to entertain ourselves with sexually for the most part.  I think during those 5 days, we each received oral sex from each of the slaves, it's hard for me to say at least who did it best!  We both read several texts that introduced us in more detail to the workings of our new way of life.  We read about the way that the religion had survived through the ages, and how the rituals and ceremonies had been passed down from generation to generation.  Above all, it was reinforced upon us how each person was clearly delineated by caste, and how unusual it was for anyone to ever petition to change it.  The piercings that we'd received were considered sacred, slaves of another caste, and indeed the Superiati themselves were forbidden from being marked in this way.  Similarly the adornment ceremony, where ornate chastity devices were fitted to new slaves of the First, was considered equally sacred. The punishments for transgressing this were severe, and sickeningly torturous.

 

We tried to apportion our time equally between the members of the harem, wanting to get to know them all.  Cora always seemed a little distant, she was friendly enough but didn't have the boundless enthusiasm for life that had so endeared us to Halia.  Dasha was something of the mother of the group, it was often that we'd come into the main area from our bedroom to find one of the other slaves asleep in her arms.  She also seemed to be the Master's favourite, most nights she was summoned to the Master's bed chambers, from which she would often not return until the early hours. 

 

Corban and Leonidas spent most of their time in the gym, and I found myself spending increasing amounts of time there myself just to keep up.  Ceyx and I would spend at least an hour together each day on a combination of aerobic and weight exercises, and then I'd stay on longer to do some extra bench presses with the guys.  It was in the showers attached to the gym that Corban had first given me a blowjob, which I fantasised about for days afterwards. As he'd sucked me off, he'd played with my balls with one hand, and fingered my g-spot with the other, leading to an explosive orgasm, much of which ended up over his face.  Whilst I spent more time in the gym, Ceyx was spending increasing periods of time with Halia, who was obviously her new best-friend.  Often I'd come out of the showers to find them sitting together in the jacuzzi, both seemed equally pleased to see me.

 

Leonidas was more bookish than I'd imagined, he spent long periods of his day reading alone in his room, coming out at odd intervals to make smalltalk with us.  He, along with Cora, seemed to be the least bisexual of the group, a vibe which came off through the frequency with with Ceyx and I received oral pleasure from each.  Life was quiet, the harem was clearly being rested for whatever event was being held for our "adornment" as Master Remus had mentioned shortly after our piercing ceremony.  Each day followed a similar cycle, with the pair of us retriring to our room tired, but happy at the end of each day.

 

It reached the day of our adornment, and the house was bustling.  After his morning fuck, this time with Corban, Master ordered us to remain inside the Harem for today.  Ceyx and I spent almost the whole morning alone in our quarters having sex, since we anticipated it may be the final time for a while.  Come the afternoon we were sated, and spent it in the company of Halia and Corben in the pool.  After the evening meal, Agathon arrived and removed the chastity devices from each of the slaves, fitting rings into each piercing as the chastity devices were removed.  Before anything else could happen, we were ordered to the pool to ensure that we were fully clean before we were presented to the forum.

 

Clean and dry, Agathon ordered us to form a line, girl-boy-girl with Ceyx and I on the end.  To each of us, he attached a thick steel collar, studded with precious gems.  Our legs were shackled together, and our hands cuffed behind our backs.  To Ceyx and I, he affixed white, silken cuffs that went on our arms between our elbow and wrist, lacing them tightly.  He led us shuffling out of the harem, and out onto the landing.  The hallways was all but deserted as we headed around a corner where Agathon had us stop before a large elevator.  As the door opened, we moved quickly in, and descended the one level to the ground.  I was starting to get very nervous, not really knowing what lied ahead for the evening.  I guess that the cuffs marked us out as new to the occasion

 

Agathon lead us on relentlessly, stopping us just outside the main archway that lead into the great hall.  He nodded at the guard who opened the door enough for him to step through, leaving us alone on the other side.  The door was open enough to hear him bellow:

 

"Ladies and Masters, it is with the utmost honour and humility that I present to you, the First Slaves of Remus!"

 

The door were thrown open, and Dascha began leading us into the great hall.  The room was an amazing sight, filled with people of every sex, caste and colour, all turned to look at us.  There where gasps and whispers and the group took us in, seemingly one at a time.  At the end of the room was a stage, containing various pieces of bondage equipment. A large amount of it was dotted around the room as well, and seemed to be well in use already, slaves left in suspension as their Masters admired Remus' harem.  As my eyes adjusted to the half-light of the room, I could see that we were being led towards the front of the room, where 6 whipping posts had been erected.  As we walked on, I risked a brief look around the room.  The division between Superiat and Inferiata was obvious by their attire, but I was surprised to see that there were several Masters and Ladies wearing white cuffs just as Ceyx and I were.  There were a number of slaves also wearing white, but I spotted few slaves wearing the distinctive piercings of the first caste.  Upon arriving at the front of the room, we were one by one detached from each other and shackled to the post.  The 6th post held two sets of shackles and manacles, so that Ceyx and I could be attached together, signifying that we came as one.

 

Master Remus was by the stage, and looked on at us admiringly.  He bounded up the steps onto the stage, and the room fell silent as he neared the center

 

"Proud servants of the Ancient Gods, welcome to my home," he began, his voice ringing out unassisted across the crowd.

 

"I gathered you all here today for the ceremony of Adornment, as practiced by our fathers and their father's fathers back through the ages.  What I did not tell you is that you are here to witness this not for one slave, but for a pair-bonded slave couple!".

 

This proclamation was greeted by gasps and wave of whispered talk sweeped across the room

 

"I have marked these slaves, Alceyon and Ceyx, in the manner proscribed, and tonight I offer them to you alongside my existing Harem for your use.  Satisfy yourselves that they are as I proclaim, and they shall be so adorned".  Master stepped down from the stage, and stood next to Dasha.  Agathon handed him some large weights, which he hooked over the rings on her nipples.  Even from here I could hear Dasha release a low moan as her breasts took the weight, stretching her nipples.  The room was wrapt as Master moved down the line, attaching weights to each of us in turn, tormenting each of us differently.  He reached me before my wife, and looked into my eyes as he hooked each weight onto my nipple ring and let it drop a few centimetres, swing gently.  When he stood infront of Ceyx, he slapped each of her tits roughly, redding them slightly, before attaching the weights to her nipples.  The weights were stretching my nipples, causing a completely different sensation to that which clamps had caused before.  It put me into subspace almost immediately, the pain felt like it was coming from within me, rather than being inflicted on me externally.  I felt my cock start to stiffen from its nervousness induced shrunken state as Master returned to Dasha at the far end of the stage. 

 

Receiving a second set of weights, he slapped Dascha's pussy hard with the flat of his hand, and attached a weight to each of her labial rings.  Again she moaned in pleasure/pain as he made them swing violently.  Master Remus again moved down the light, attaching stretching weights to labial and scrotal rings as we went.  When he reached me, Agathon handed him something different, a parachute harness made of leather, which as he held it up to my face, I could see was lined with painful looking studs.  He slapped my cock and balls a few times, producing searing pains up in to my stomach, before he savagely pulled them down, snapping the parachute in place.  Beneath it, he attached 2 heavy weights, letting it go violently so that the studs immediately dug into the soft skin of my ball sack.  As the immediate pain subsided, I felt my cock start to grow again, soon reaching full erection.

 

Turning his attention to Ceyx, he slapped her tits again, sending them and their attached weights jiggling.  To her piercings, he attached the same weights that the other females had been made to endure, but to her clit he added some extra punishment, a nasty looking crocodile clip that had some kind of sprung weight between the clips.

 

"Moving will make this bite down into my dear, I thought you might want to know that," he said to her as he looked deeply into her eyes.

 

"Thank you, Master," was her only reply, her face and chest flushing as she spoke.  Master returned to the stage

 

"Forum of the Superiati, enjoy!".  At once a swell of conversation began, followed by sound of a lash falling and the scream of a slave.  Master climbed back down from the stage, and immediately unchained Dasha from the post, leading her up on to the stage.  Almost immediately, Lady Athene was standing beside us, her face between ours, so close that I could smell her scent.

 

"I will have you first," she said, "many here will be wanting to prove, out of petty jealousy, that you're not what your Master says you are," she continued, "but I piereced you, I know that you've found your home here, let's give these fuckers a show they won't forget..."

 

"Yes Lady Athene," we replied as one, as Athene stepped back.  Mater Remus had laid Dasha down on the bench on the stage.  Her legs we spread, and bound to each leg of the bench, exposing her perfectly hairless cunt.  He's arranged the weights to fall down the side of the bench, pulling her cuntlips apart and providing an excellent view of her clit piercing.  The weights were pulling here massive tits to the side, distending her nipples.  As our Master was collecting an item from the back of the stage, I felt a searing sting across my back.  Almost immediately I heard a crack as she repeated the strike across my wife's back. 

 

"One, thank you, my Lady," we said in unison, thanking her for the pain as we'd been trained to do in countless sessions by the Master before we joined his Harem.  Master had returned to the front of the stage with what looked like a large pair of padded pliers.  He showed them to Dasha, before placing them on the bench between her legs.  In his other hand, he held a riding crop, with which he started rapidly cropping her flattened breasts.  Athene landed another pair of stining blows on our backs, again we called out thanking her.  Athene soon found her rhythmn as Master covered the entirety of Dasha's body with the square red mark left by the crop.  5 - 10 - 15 - 20, the blows from Athene kept coming, I was starting to phase out, but with every blow I kept calling out my thanks.  After 25 blows, the whip stopped fallling.  I lifted my head, and looked over at my wife.  Her back was streaked with livid red welts, and the skin had even broken in places.  We had gathered quite the audience as Athene has whipped us, I could see several Masters had their slaves sucking them off as they enjoyed the show.  Athene moved in next to us, grabbed my still hard cock, and felt between Ceyx's legs.

 

"Well done," she whispered to us.  The Masters and Ladies who were watching moved in as Athene stepped back, grabbing my cock, swinging the parachute, tugging on my nipples, seemingly disbelieving that I was still hard despite what I had just endured.  I was so deep in subspace that I was barely aware of the hands, and could barely register their surprised comments, which were repeated as they felt my wife's sopping cunt. As Athene had completed her whipping of us, Master Remus had applied the clamps to Dascha's engored clit, squeezing and twisting it savagely.  Dascha cried out, seemingly in incredible pain, before vast amounts of cum gushed from her cunt, shooting out over the edge of the stage and hitting those of us that remained chained to the whipping posts.  Corben and Cora had both been quickly taken down, and Leonidas was being sucked off by a white slave boy whilst his Mistress watched on, admiring how his giant cock distended her slave's mouth.

 

Halia had also been left at the post, but was being violently fucked by a masked Master.  The motions were making the weights attached to her tits and cunt swing violently, and Halia had come once already from the pain, with the Master seemingly still not spent.  Master Remus untied Dasha, kissing her passionately as she rose from the bench.  He attached a leash to her collar, and she obediently crawled down the stage and out into the crowd. 

 

A slave came and removed the shackles from our wrists and ankles, and Lady Athene motion for us to follow her up the stairs and onto the now empty stage.  We crawled behind her, wincing slightly with the pain of the shaking weights with each movement.  I followed behind my wife, and I could see for the first time just how incredibly turned on she was, her pussy was absolutely glistening with expelled cunt juice.

 

When we got up onto the stage, we stopped next to each other, kneeling in inspection positions before Lady Athene. the weights finally coming to rest.  I hadn't had a chance to look at her today before now, she looked radiant in silk black dress, which hugged her form without restricting her movement.  Her face was flushed slightly from the exertion of the whipping, and I could see how it had aroused her through the erect state of her nipples, which were poking up through the fabric of her dress.

 

"Slaves," she said, looking at us alternately, "rise and worship me, I give you both permission to pleasure me in the best way you see fit.".  Ceyx and I rose as one, moving to either side of Lady Athene.  Placing our arms around her small waist, we started kissing and nuzzling her neck.  Athene turned her face to me, and kissed me passionately whilst my wife kissed and licked her way down her next and across her collar bone, eliciting small sighs from the Lady. Athene turned her head, and repeated the passionate embrace with Ceyx, as I started running my hands over her front and back, gently rubbing over her incredibly erect nipples.

 

"Undress me," she said breathlessly.  I felt for the zip on the back of her dress, as Ceyx also took up caressing Athene's body.  The zip slid down easily, and the dress fell noiselessly the floor.  My cock throbbed as I saw Athene fully naked for the first time, her voluptuous breasts hanging freely, her perfectly drawn in waist spreading into full, luscious hips.  I rotated slightly to stand behind her as Ceyx took up the space before her, the weights once again reminding me of their presence as I moved.  As one, we started to move down her body, kissing and tasting her porcelain skin.  We matched our movements and pacing exactly, so that our lips were touching the same place of her body, just on opposite sides.  Wherever Ceyx kissed on her chest, I matched on her back, and slowly we worked our way across, and down. 

I was intoxicated by the warm, delicate scent of Lady Athene's skin as I worked my way down her, inhaling deeply as I passed the small of her back.  The pain from the welts on my back was becoming more and more faint as I worked on her body, and even the studs digging into my balls were becoming less intrusive.  Eventually, Ceyx reached her sex, and I reached the Lady's bottom.  Athene moved insinctively into a slight crouch, angling her self so that her buttocks were slightly parted.  As one, my wife reached Athene's pussy just as I reached her pink, puckered anus.  We both licked our respective hole gently, teasing, ticking, until our licking became more insistant and we penetrated with our tongues.  Athene let out a moan that echoed across the hall from our elevated position, her legs shaking visibly as we continued our ministrations. 

 

Athene's anus had a tangy, slightly sweet taste, and I was enjoying rimming her immensely.  Athene was panting already, her legs struggling to hold her up as we began tongue-fucking her in earnest.  We continued stroking up and down her body, playing with her tits from both sides, stroking her soft legs as we licking and probed, until after only a few minutes Athene let out a scream that pierced the air, causing everyone to look around from whatever sadistic act they were currently involved in.

 

Athene's pussy gushed cum onto my wife's face as her anus spasmed on my tongue as the waves of orgasm washed over her. Her legs finally gave out, and I stood quickly to gather her in my arms.  She looked up into my eyes dreamily, and we once again started to kiss as Ceyx came to her side and started stroking her breasts comfortingly.  I gently picked her up, not wanting to interrupt her come down, and laid her gently on the bench, which the Master had just used for his display with Dasha.

 

I carried on gentley kissing our Lady, taking over the carressing of her breasts and Ceyx moved between her legs, gently kissing up and down her inner thight.  Athene let out a small sigh as my wife lightly brushed over her cunt lips.  As I returned to kissing Athene's neck, I could finally take in the front of her body.  The only piercing that marked her body was a small silver bar that passed through her clit hood, which I could see my wife was about to play with to good effect.

 

Athene moaned and shook slightly as Ceyx began gently licking her clit, alternating her strokes with long, lustful licks over her labia.  I kissed down her neck, the begin copying my wifes motions on her nipples, gently licking and sucking one as Ceyx tounged her clit, and licking across her smooth, milky flesh as she worked her labia.  As we continued, I noticed the colour of Athene's skin change, gradually becoming redder, and more flushed with blood.  To increase the simulation, I saw Ceyx gradually insert a finger into Athene's cunt, slowly working it in and out in time with the motions she was enacting on her clit.

 

To match, I use one hand to gently tease the nipple that wasn't currently being sucked, circling it, barely touching, before lightly flicking across it, each time eliciting a small sigh from the mouth of our lover.  Athene let out a groan as Ceyx worked a second finger into her cunt, and began increasing the frequency with which she returned her toungue to Athene's clit.  Within minutes she was panting and moaning with each thrust of my wife's fingers, her body shiny with perspiration, her entire body flushed.  She came again with a violent shudder, her whole body tensing and shaking as the orgasm wracked her body.

 

We both rose to embrace Athene as she came down from her orgasmic high, once again gently laying our hands on her body and stroking her rhythmically.  She looked at us through hazy eyes, a wide, but tired smile spread across her face.  I looked up to see that almost the entire room had stopped and turned to watch the stage.  Master Remus was at the front, staring on at us with a broad smile across his face.  Dasha and Halia were on their knees before him, taking turns to pleasure him orally, and several of the Masters and Ladies in the room were having slaves perform similar acts.  My eyes were drawn to a Lady who was rhythmically fucking a pony girl, her large tits swiging wildly as she raced towards orgasm, a pained expression on the pony girls face.

 

As Athene started to calm, Ceyx whispered to her

 

"Mistress, if you would induldge us one more time, and get on all fours for us?"  Athene smiled and sat up on the bench, before laying face down, looking out onto the crowed.  I moved behind Athene, placing my cock at the entrance to her sopping wet pussy.  For the first time, I noticed how much pre-cum had been leaking out as we'd tongue fucked Lady Athene over the last half an hour, and my cock was probably harder than I'd ever seen before.

 

Ceyx crawled over next to the bench, and essentially bent over backwards and slid her hed beneath our Lady's sex.  Athene instinctively lowered herself down so that she was in range of my wife's probing tongue, as I slid my length within her, pressing myself balls deep.  The weights on my balls instantly reminded me of their presence as I moved, swinging painfully as I thrusted.  Athene let out a low, steady moan as I pressed myself within her, whilst my wife simultaneously pressed her pierced tongue into her clit.  I looked down on my wife's body, her tits were being tortured savagely by the weights passing through her nipple rings as they bent her nipples to the side.  The spring loaded clip on her pussy squeezed itself visbily with every movement that she made. 

 

My cock throbbed as I took in this sight, and I started to thrust in and out of her cunt, slowly at first, a small cry escaping my lips as the parachute dug into my balls some more as the weights started to swing.  The pain on my nipples through those weights was almost inconsequential as I started to pick up pace, I felt like my entire being was centered around the warm enveloping feeling of Athene's cunt, contrasted with the sharp and increasing pains coming from my balls.

 

I focused intentely on what I was there to do, to pleasure this superior creature before me, and to endure this suffering whilst doing it.  The submissive thoughts and feelings flowed through me, reinforcing my erection.  I was so focused on fucking Athene, that I didn't notice that Master Remus had ascending the steps back onto the stage, the first I knew of it was the muffled scream that my wife released into Athene's cunt as her legs were forced apart and she was roughly pentrated by his cock. 

 

He was fucking her hard and fast, causing the tit and cunt weights to swing widly, and the clip on her clit to contact and expand rapidly.  She was screaming in agony into Athenes cunt as she was fucked, howling with each thrust.  I hadn't realised it, but I had started to cry out more with each successive thrust as the ball weights did their job, stretching my scrotum and punishing my balls.  As our moans of pain and pleasure increased in volume, a low moan started to come from Athene.  Her hed was pressed into the padded bench, her arms long having given out.  Over the next few minutes and seconds, her moan increased in pitch, volume, and intensity, untill she was screaming and moaning like I've never head before.  Her cunt contracted around my cock like a vice, spasming and squeezing like nothing I'd ever known.  Instantly I lost control and began pumping semen deep into her womb, for a moment forgetting the sharp pains still coming from my balls.  I came, and came, and came, emptying spurt after spurt of hot cum within her, when I regained some sort of composure, I saw that Master was balls deep within my wife, breathing heavily, having also just cum.  His abdomen was covered in clear fluid, as my wife had spurted vast amounts of clear cum over him as she too had climaxed.

 

The room was silent, except for various slurping and sucking noises that could still be heard.  One lone pair of hands started to clap enthusiastically, before another, and another joined them.  Soon the entire room was taken in rapturous applause at our performance.  Athene lifted herself up, allowing my wife to escape from beneath her and I withdrew from her pussy, my penis still hard despite the massive orgasm that had just consumed me.  Master Remus looked at us and smiled, gesturing towards the crowd.  We looked at each other and knew what was expected.  We crawled to the front of the stage, and rose up onto the balls of our feet, raising our hands behind our heads, assuming the inspection position.  A roar of appreciation came from the crowd, and I was consumed with pride, and humiliation at what we had just done.