“Rey by Firelight” AI art by me.

Sassa’s horse stumbled on another rock, and she groaned in agony and ecstasy.  It really didn’t help to hear Sir’s small noises of amusement at her predicament.  She’d be more upset except for the fact that she’d begged him to make her this way.  She also still clung to the soft memory of waking up in his arms.  It had felt so perfect, very warm, and more tender than she’d ever expected to get in her life.

Sir had been right.  The thought of being stretched enough to accept his cock in her ass had made it hard to stay asleep last night.  She was very quiet through breakfast, and Sir commented on it.

“Why so quiet, Red?” He asked.

She squirmed under his gaze.  Finally, she sighed.  “You know why, Sir.”  It was close as she dared to make an accusation.

“I do?” He gave her an innocent look.

Sassa had to try very hard not to glare at him.  “I surrender, I…submit.  Please, may I start to be stretched so I can be taken in the ass, Sir?”

He cocked an eyebrow.  “You’re sure?  This is your own choice?”

She almost didn’t keep the growl from her voice as she answered, “I’m sure.  Yes, it is, Sir.  Won’t it please you, too?” She searched his face.

Sir’s eyes blazed red-hot, and Sassa swallowed as his mouth upturned in a slow, predatory smile.  “Very much so…I will enjoy riding you, Little Pony.”  He chuckled.  “Beware, I do use a quirt on my mounts.”

His words made her insides churn, twist, and clench.  “Yes, Sir.” She breathed.  “I’d hope so.”

Without more ado, he got the oddly shaped device from his saddle bags and a tin of some kind of ointment.  “Either bend over or go over my lap.” He told her.

Sassa felt over his lap seemed preferable, so she approached, knelt, and stretched herself over his thighs.  He told her what he was going to do before he did each step, and it helped a lot.  Sir even asked if she was ready before each new step.

She was positive he took longer than necessary to apply the lubrication to her tight, little hole, and his thumb began to do those things to her again.  Already horny, she moaned without an ounce of shame and begged for more.  He took her right to the edge and stopped!

“Sir??” She pleaded.

“No, Little Slut.” He patted her bottom.  “No cumming for you until tonight.”

“Why?” She tried not to whine.

“Because I wish it and I am Master.” He answered.

She blew out a breath because there was no response to that.  

The insertion of the device felt so very strange, but Sir took it slowly and had her breathe deeply.  Relaxing wasn’t possible for her mind, but she tried.  There was a slight feeling of a popping as her sphincter tightened over the widest part back down to just below the flat end.

It was that same flat end that kept smacking into the saddle every stone and bump on their way.  Sir told her he’d take it out if it got to be too much or she needed to use the hole.

“I could take you on my horse, face down over my saddle horn.” Sir offered.

Sassa had seen women transported like that and had wondered if Sir was going to do that when he’d bought her.  “Will I be bound?” She asked.

He laughed.  “Of course.”

She almost asked why, but knew he would answer that it was because he could.  After another mile, she stopped her horse and begged to be tied over his saddle horn.

It took just a few minutes, and she was flat on her stomach, hands tied behind her back, her ankles were tied as well to keep her from kicking.  The saddle was no longer pounding, at least the plug; she began to relax.

It was a few minutes later when Sir began to thump it with his fingertips in a strong rhythm.  

“Sir?” She groaned and squirmed.

“Hush, or I’ll gag you.  Take it like a good girl.” He ordered.

She sighed and took it as she tried to be a good girl.  It was a very long afternoon.  Believe it or not, Sassa fell into an exhausted sleep.

“Hello, Master.” A sultry alto voice purred and woke Sassa up.

“Hello, Sweet Slave,” Sir said with obvious affection.  

The woman’s voice was behind her.  Sassa felt immediately embarrassed since her ass with the plug still inside was very visible.

“I see you’ve started the little girl already.” Sir’s slave said in amusement.

“She begged for it.” He said in his defence.

“I’m sure she did, Master.  Will you unload her or should I?” The woman asked.

“Go ahead.  I need to unload the other things.  Besides, you two should get to know one another.” There was an undertone of amusement and wickedness in his voice that made Sassa get goosebumps.

Sassa felt herself pulled from behind to stand with eyes blinking as the woman undid her bonds.  She was unceremoniously turned to face the woman. 

This must be Rey, Sassa thought.  The woman had dark hair, but it was cut close to her head.  There was almost a slant to her eyes, and right now they twinkled as she looked at Sassa.  Rey was naked except for the metal ring around her throat. 

“Well, what do we call you?” She asked Sassa.

“My name is Sassa, but Sir has used a few others.” She shrugged.

“Such as?” Rey eyed her.

“Slut, whore, Little Red, Red. Ma’am.” Sassa decided to err on the side of being too polite.

“Ma’am, huh?” Rey laughed deeply and loudly.  “No, I’m just Rey, Child.”

Rey pulled her along towards the barn, where Sir was unsaddling and unpacking the horses.  She reached over and picked up a small knife to cut free Sassa’s wrists, then turned her around to free her ankles.

Sassa felt Rey’s fingers touch and squeeze her bare bottom.  “Not too many welts.  You learned quickly, it seems.  Some are fresh, though.”

Sassa squirmed but tried to take this inspection with grace.  “Sir was showing me what his quirt felt like earlier this afternoon.”

“His idea or yours?” Rey asked as she patted Sassa’s bottom almost affectionately.

“His…mostly.” Sassa shrugged.  It had started because Sassa had wondered what he meant by using his quirt on his mounts.

“Ah, so you already know you enjoy the whip of a master?” Rey turned Sassa back around to eye her.

Sassa blushed but nodded.  “I do…some of the time.  Sir…Master is the first one I’ve truly enjoyed from.”

Rey nodded.  “Yes, he’s a devil for sure.  I swore he’d hypnotised me somehow when I became such soft clay in his hands.” Her eyes looked wistful, and Sassa realized she was remembering.  “Let’s take this out for now.”

Sassa flushed with new embarrassment as Rey slowly pulled the plug from between Sassa’s ass cheeks.  She groaned and apologized as some air followed it.

“No need.  It’s natural.  I’ll help you learn a few tricks to make the transition a little easier next time.” Rey knowingly told her.

“How long has he owned you?” Sassa asked.

“Hmm?  Oh, it’s been a few seasons now.  I was a little older than you when he captured me.  He used to go raiding then, like the others.” Rey explained.

“Why did he stop?” Sassa asked.

“So many questions!” Rey grinned.  “Time to get acquainted.”

Without another word, Rey pulled Sassa over, sat on a stool, and dragged Sassa over her thighs.

Rey began to spank Sassa thoroughly without any preamble.  Her hand was strong, as was her arm!  Sassa was wriggling and sniffling in no time.  

“I am his slave just as you.  I won’t ever command you except through him, but I will have you respect and obey me.  Understood?” Rey worked harder on Sassa’s sit spots.

“Yes, Rey!” Sassa bleated.  “I’ll obey.  I’ll  be good!”

“We’ll see.” Rey laughed and didn’t stop.

Sassa could see Sir had paused to watch her getting her bottom tanned.  His eyes were twinkling, and he grinned openly.  

“Good to see you girls getting along.” He laughed.

“She has an excellent ass for spanking, Master.  I can see why you chose her.” Rey responded.  “And…hmm…” Rey paused a moment.

Sassa gasped as she felt the other woman’s fingers begin to trail between Sassa’s thighs.

“She gets so wet so quickly from being spanked, too.  Is she a good fuck?” Rey asked Master.

“Very much so,” Master answered.  “Very energetic and so eager to please.  She has a few things to learn better, but she’s quite enjoyable.”

How could Sassa be flushing with pleasure at his words while throbbing from her backside?  Wait, what did she need to do better? Sassa frowned to herself.

“Do you wish me to test her, Master?  Now?” Rey asked as she absently kneaded Sassa’s tender bottom.

“Yes, I do,” Master answered.  “Little slut, stand up, and sit on the stool when Rey gets off it.”

Sassa hurried to obey as Rey vacated the stool.  It hurt to sit down so quickly, but it was a mixed feeling.  Test her?  

“Spread your thighs…wide.  Arms behind your back and don’t move until Rey allows it.” He commanded.

What? Oh!  Sassa realized what was going to happen, and she trembled as her thighs parted.  Rey knelt slowly before her with a wicked little grin.  Rey’s eyes had a heat to them now.

“Hmm.” Rey purred.  “I think I’ll start here.”  She leaned forward and took one of Sassa’s nipples into her mouth.  

Sassa felt Rey begin to suck, and her tongue lashed the tip of the nipple.  Sassa gasped and closed her eyes.  This…this…was…so very different.

Rey’s teeth bit down gently at first, then harder.

“Ohhh.” Sassa moaned softly.  

“Would you like me to do the other one?” Rey murmured.

“Mmm…please?” Sassa whispered.

“Beg better.  Master wants us to beg properly.” Rey told her.

Sassa squirmed and moaned as she remembered just how Sir, or now Master, wanted her to beg.  “Ohh, please, Rey, take my other nipple, I beg you?”  Sassa’s skin tingled all over at the humiliation of pleading.

“Good…good little slut.” Rey did as asked and ravaged Sassa’s other nipple.

Sassa opened her eyes to see Master watching with flashing eyes as Rey seduced her in front of him.  It made it all the more hot and naughty.  Rey planted soft kisses down Sassa’s stomach, and she knew where Rey was going.

No one had ever done this to Sassa before, neither man nor woman.  Rey’s tongue touched Sassa so intimately, gently, and deeply that Sassa could only shudder and try very hard to keep position.

“Master, please, I beg you to let me use my arms?” Sassa whimpered.

“What for?” He asked.

“To…to touch Rey, Sir?  Please?” Sassa begged.

“You may.” He nodded.

Sassa moved her arms around and placed her hands on top of Rey’s head to pet her short hair as Rey plunged further into Sassa’s core.  “Thank you, Rey.  Thank you.” Sassa murmured.

Rey laughed, and the vibration of it seared into Sassa.  “Oh, I’m not done yet.”

Sassa was about to ask when Rey found Sassa’s clit and began to tongue lash it.  

Sassa curled her fingers into what little hair Rey had and closed her thighs around Rey’s head.  

“Ohhhh GODS.” Sassa squealed.  “Oh, Gods.  Oh…may I…can I…who do I beg to cum, Master?” She called out.

“Me.  Rey won’t act out unless I let her.  If you two wish to play when I am not there, then you figure it out between you, but I’d imagine you’ll do the begging.” He laughed.

Sassa begged to cum over and over as Rey’s tongue worked faster.

“Stand up, bend over, hands on the stool.” He commanded in a husky voice.

Rey deftly moved out of the way, and Sassa was quick to be ready.

Master’s cock thrusted into Sassa sharply and with no tenderness at all.  Good!  Sassa didn’t want kindness now.  She wanted to be fucked like the little slut she was and would always be for him…and for Rey.

Sassa was crying out in pleasure and gratitude when she felt Rey’s lips meet hers and kiss her deeply.  Rey’s hand was on Sassa’s nipple and pinched, then twisted.

Sassa’s brain exploded in her skull at input from two sources at the same time!  She twined her tongue with Rey’s and felt the other woman moan from it.  

Rey broke off.  “Please, Master?” The woman whimpered with tears in her voice and eyes.  “Please, me next? Please?  I’ve missed you.”

“Mmm…yes,” Master grunted and pulled out of Sassa.  “Switch places.”

Sassa understood, and the two women shared a slight grin as they did as their master wanted, but they wanted so much, too.

Sassa leaned down to kiss Rey as Master mounted her.  Rey gasped and groaned deeply as he began to fuck her.  He shook her whole body.  He was much rougher with Rey than he’d been with Sassa.  A smack of his hand on Rey’s ass blared in the barn.  The horses neighed a little.

“Yes, Master.  Beat me…take me…make me yours again.” Rey begged with hot passion in her voice.

“Oh, I will, my little whore.” He told her.

She giggled and moaned.  

Sassa experimented with reaching for one of Rey’s enormous breasts and abused the nipple.

“Yes, Sassa…oh, yes, more, please, harder!” Rey gasped.  “Both…please?” Her voice was a soft, whining whimper of need.  

Sassa had never had someone beg her to please them before, and it felt marvelous and empowering.  She was rough with Rey’s nipples and pinched as hard as she could.

“OHHhh…oh yes….Master, please, may I…” Rey began to beg.

“Not on the first one…you know that.” He laughed.

Sassa felt a little vindicated since he’d done the same to her.

Master made Rey plead until tears rolled down her cheeks before he gave in to her and let her cum.  Sassa watched with fascination as her master also came hard.  

She rarely got to see the man’s face when a man would fuck her.  It was…awesome and terrifying to see the sheer animalistic look on him as he became sated.  A small part of her was jealous that he came into Rey’s life, not hers.

The three of them slowed and panted together for a few moments.  

Rey spoke first.  “Come, Sassa, let us clean up Master.”

Sassa wondered what she meant, but watched as Rey stood, turned, and knelt before the still panting Master.  Her mouth opened, and she began to suck down his cock to lick and clean it.  “You get his balls,” Rey told Sassa.

Sassa came around to the other side and did as she was told.  Master’s balls were much smaller now, having been drained recently.  His murmurs of pleasure made Sassa grin with her mouth full.  

“Switch,” Rey whispered.

Sassa let go of the balls in her mouth to swallow down Master’s cock slowly and lovingly.  His hand went to her hair, and she could see his other hand on Rey’s head.

“My very…good…slaves.” He groaned.  “Very good…so good.”

Rey glanced at Sassa, and they shared a satisfied smile.  Master was well pleased.

In a little while, Rey pulled back, and Sassa took her cue.  Master gazed down at them with a very smug grin on his face.  “I’ll go wash while you two start dinner.”  He pulled his trousers back up.

“Didn’t we just clean him?” Sassa waited until he’d gone to ask Rey.

Rey laughed.  “Oh, we say it was to do that, but it’s just after play or after care.  Master is more fastidious about washing than most men or even other people.  He built a huge, square space in the ground where we keep water for washing or enjoying.  I’d put heated water into it when I heard you two arriving.  He’ll soak there for a while.”

Sassa tried to picture what Rey was talking about, but couldn’t until they entered the well-appointed home, made of wood and stone.  Master was immersed in some water in a pond he had made.  That’s how it looked to Sassa.  His eyes were closed, but she knew he was aware of them.

Rey began to show Sassa where things were, and they started making some food to cook.  The light outside was now gone once they finished, and Master joined them by the fireplace.  

Sassa was surprised they got to eat with and at the same time as Master did.  He spoke with them and cajoled Sassa into telling Rey about her first few days on the road with him.

Sassa glanced at the raw, sexual beauty of Rey in the firelight and wondered if she had the same look of relaxed contentment in her own eyes and face.  She felt like she should.  Sassa felt more at home than she could ever remember before.

When they bedded down, Rey took her spot on Master’s left side since he was left-handed, while Sassa took the right side.  They cuddled in against him, and his arms enfolded them.  Again, Sassa felt good, warm, and at peace.