Caught Fire

Caught Fire

Part 4

By Dari

The next couple of days went by in a nearly normal fashion, compared to the

latest three. As the weather had gotten better soon we spent most of the day

outside, practicing. I wouldn't have thought it possible, but within four days I

was able to let flames materialize atop my palm and not burn my fingers, to set a

target on fire without igniting the whole surroundings provided it was big

enough, and set ropes, candles and small logs on fire by snipping my fingers at

them.

Training drained me of more than mere concentration, and after a day spent

outside I was nearly too tired to eat, let alone for other nightly activities.

Tane didn't complain, and only once teased me by saying that I only tried so

hard to learn to avoid having him fuck me, but that was not quite the case. I

would still have found the energy for that somewhere if he had insisted, but for

now he seemed content with me learning to control my abilities and staying

celibate for a few days.

It wasn't like he had to stay unsatisfied at all. We sort of established a

certain ritual in the morning. We had no stress to get up, as it was impossible

for me to work with my fire for more than eight hours a day before grave

mistakes started to happen, so we took our time in the morning. If he was awake

well before me and bored of just lying in bed, either reading or waiting for me

to rouse, he would turn around and gently begin to caress and lick my tits. A

nice kind of way to be woken up, and as he developed a slight obsession for my

breasts I gladly let him do it. If I was the one to wake up first I would get

down to gently suck him off. One might have expected that from the day on that I

first blew him in the morning I would always be the first to wake up whatever

the circumstances, but Tane seemingly wasn't one to only receive, he was also

ready to give, so our morning activities were kind of evened out. After fooling

around a bit we would then get up, have breakfast and get out for training.

Today was the eighth day of my stay with him, and somehow I was already used to

our daily routines. It was about midday and Tane was right now chasing me around

the house because I had not really accidentally attempted to singe his bare

toes, when I rounded a corner and skittered to a halt in front of a small

assembly of people, mostly mages. It must have been people who could teleport up

here, or else one of us would surely have spotted them climbing over the meadows

up to the hut.

Before I could really take them all in with a look Tane came crashing into me,

still oblivious of our visitors. He was about to bend me over his knee to spank

me, the same as the last two times I had sneaked some too hot air too near to

any body parts of his, when he suddenly became aware of them and let go of me to

straighten up and sober visibly. I did my own job of straightening my dress and

then once more gazed at the four people who had come up here.

Three of them were men, all much older than Tane and clad in a variety of long,

dark robes. One of them was the mage I had spoken to mostly at the Academy, and

he was the only one to direct a kind smile at me, a gesture I gladly returned. The

forth visitor was a tall woman. Although she must have been in her forties,

judging from the lines in her face and the texture of the skin on her hands she

still had jet-black hair and a much toned body. I could tell because the

assortment of leather straps she wore for clothing didn't do a good job of

hiding anything. Her hard gaze nearly made me cringe when it fell on me, and

when I slipped a gaze at Tane his jaw muscles were standing out enough to make

me wonder why I couldn't hear him grinding his teeth. I didn't know the woman of

course, but I had a certain suspicion, judging from his reaction. There couldn't

be many people in the word to make him show that much emotion if he didn't want

to.

The staring match went on for longer than a minute, and neither Tane nor the

woman once flinched or looked away. It would have gone on for a lot longer if

not one of the mages had cleared his throat, making the woman first smile and

then direct her gaze back at me. Tane tensed up some more beside me and now

frowned at the mage. I took that for a hint to avoid the woman's gaze. I didn't

know why she was here, but surely not because of me.

When he saw that he had Tane's full attention, the mage began to speak. His deep

bass somehow matched his exterior, old and worn down like a withered rock, but

also hard as one. "Apparently you haven't changed your teaching methods over the

last years, I guess your results will be even poorer?" I was about to frown for

myself when I saw Tane's hand nearly twitch into a fist and realized without him

telling me that most of what I'd get to hear would be either numb threads or

taunts.

"As you have been my guest that often in the last years I take it that you talk

from a lot of experience, Drake?" Tane's voice was dry and taught, and lacked

every mockery or other quality I had been getting so used to. I wouldn't go as

far as to state that these people were scaring him, but he was clearly annoyed.

Before Drake, whoever he was, could venture on the mage whom I knew took a step

forward with his hands raised up. "Please exchange your pleasantries afterwards;

we should at least state our business beforehand." Drake only snickered briefly.

"I guess that everyone here knows why we are here. Don't you, Tane? We're here

to take your little toy with us, so that her talent doesn't go all wasted."

A muscle in Tane's cheek twitched. "Jeanne is not my toy, she is perfectly

capable of understanding you so you can address her yourself, and she has made a

lot of progress over the last few days as you will see when you test her, so

there will be no apparent reason for her not to stay with me." I wouldn't go so

far as to say that he really cared for me personally, but that first part made

me blink briefly. I hadn't expected to get involved in that conversation so

directly, and he had sounded like he meant every word to the letter.

From the slightly bewildered look on Drake's face I could tell that he was

surprised, too, but he didn't leave it at that. "You are not going to tell me

that she can actually work magic, now are you? I'm sure you haven't even begun

to tell her a thing about it, lest teach her to willingly control it. I'm even

surprised that you've remembered her name, routinely you don't ask the girls you

fuck how they call themselves."

Once more a slight shift in Tane's posture and at least to me it looked like he

was fuming. Whoever these other people all were, at least two must know him

better than me so they had to know, too. Yet as Tane kept his mouth tightly shut

no one uttered another word for at least some minutes. From the looks of the

people I was the only one suffering from the tension around us.

This time it was the mage I knew who loosened up the situation once again. "Now

we should not keep our manners down and at least try to keep this formal, as

much as you seem to loathe that, Drake." He then introduced all of them. The

third mage's name I forgot the moment he was addressed as he seemed rather

unimportant. Drake was introduced as Tane's former teacher, which didn't really

surprise me all that much and the woman's name was Lathea, no job-description or

relation given. She still tried to catch my gaze, so I resumed studying the air

around our visitors. At least now I knew that Tane's story had been true, a

slight relief at last.

After the introduction Drake also directed his gaze at me, and the way he was

leering at me made Tane's normal look chaste. I was kind of proud to be able to

withstand his gaze without beginning to fidget around, but I still hoped for

this to go on fast and smooth.

"So, then show us what you've learnt if that impotent jerk of a sorcerer is

already boasting with it." I had somehow dreaded a sentence like that although I

had seen it coming. Tane took the time to tear his gaze from Drake to look at

me, trying to keep a neutral gaze but failing. Worry shone in his eyes for a

moment, but he quelled it quickly. We knew both that my control went directly

with my state of ease. We hadn't tested my abilities under stress in sense of

nervousness, but the chances were one to about twenty for me to get it right.

With a little luck this would be over soon, with a lack of that even sooner.

I exhaled slowly and then extended my hand to stare at my fingertips. My hand

was ever so slightly shaking, a sure sign that I was really nervous. Still I

tried to quiet down enough and concentrate on the air over my fingers to at

least conjure up some sparks, but nothing happened. I shut my eyes and tried it

again, but I didn't even get a feel for it, lest alone make it happen.

Drake snickered and broke the rests of my concentration, making not only me but

also the other two mages frown a bit. "From the posture all the master, but the

abilities are very like the dog you are. Oh, pardon me; bitch would be more

appropriate here." I didn't know if I should be offended or close to tears, and

let my arm drop to my side again. This time I didn't avoid meeting Drake's gaze,

even welcomed it. Anger sparked to life inside of me the moment I saw the

contempt in his eyes, and anger was what I needed now. When he saw me looking at

him Drake smiled a rather malevolent smile. "I know that Tane is a lousy

teacher, so I won't blame you for the lack of control he could teach you. I on

the other hand know how to handle a woman properly, and if there still might be

some problems my dear friend Lathea will surely help me to settle them."

Now I could hear Tane grind his teeth, and I even heard him stifle a growl. I

can't really explain why, but seeing him so close to loosing control angered me

even more, maybe enough. When my gaze travelled back from Lathea to Drake the

uneasy feeling in my stomach was back, exactly the feeling I had been waiting

for. Yet I didn't extend my hand once again, but turned my head to look at Tane.

"You keeping air ready?" He shot me a partly amused look out of the corner of

his eye and nodded ever so softly. "Sure." I put on a smile I didn't really

feel, looked back at Drake, and then set the grass between our two groups on

fire with a single swipe of my imagination.

Flames roared to life before me, emitting less heat than normal ones because I

had kept them down a bit should I not be able to limit them to the stretch of

grass I wanted them to show up on. Asking Tane had only been the second

precaution, he normally kept a good watch on me when I tried to ignite

something, mostly because my aim wasn't always that good.

The moment the flames went up Drake took a step back, getting out of the direct

vicinity of my doing. The glare he directed at me was evil, and he didn't leave

it at that. "That's not her doing, it's his. She could never be able to do that

much of her own in so short a time." The flames went out with his words, not

really out of my doing but because Tane quenched the air around them enough to

let them die because of lack of oxygen before I could loose control and set them

ravaging the whole meadow.

The third mage, the one I didn't know, cleared his throat briefly. "I don't

believe that, but I'm here to make it certain. Tane, would you be so kind to

come over here so that I might block your reach for some minutes so that we can

be certain that you are not involved in anything your student does?"

Tane was hesitant for a moment, but then nodded and went over to stand in front

of the mage, well away from Drake and the woman. A soft shimmering blue haze

surrounded him the moment he stopped, and although I didn't know what that

really was I opted for a means to keep his fire inside. Now that I was standing

here alone I felt a wave of uncertainty roll over me, but when Tane smiled at me

once more I exhaled again and extended my arm once more. This time flickering

flames appeared over my fingers before I had to really will them into existence.

I let them flare up for a moment, then closed my fist and extinct them again. My

hand was still shaking, and I didn't want to burn myself to ruin everything.

Drake had an angry frown on his face by the time I looked at him once more, his

mouth set in a thin line. Now it was him who was fuming, while Tane allowed

himself a slight smirk when he returned to stand at my side. "Now do you believe

me? She has great talent, but also a lot of will to learn, and until now my

students have always been the best of their trades when they left me to go out

into the world." He made a dramatic pause, then went on, now talking to all of

them. "As this is settled, are there other matters that have to be addressed?"

I expected them to shake their heads, but the mage from the Academy nodded. "I'd

like to have a word with Jeanne alone." Tane muttered a brief oath under his

breath that only I could hear and then stepped back to show his cooperation. I

had to struggle to keep a smirk off my face and just went over to the mage. When

I was at his side he began to walk a few steps so that we were out of earshot of

the others. Then he stopped and looked at me for a moment before speaking. "I

see that you indeed have learned much in the last week. I never doubted your

talent but am quite impressed nevertheless. But more important is the question

if you even want to stay with Tane?"

I took my time to formulate an appropriate answer and think about the whole

issue in one. Until now I had kind of avoided that topic. Of course I wanted to

learn, and I did loathe some of Tane's ways, but if people like Drake were the

alternative ... and if I was really true to myself, I didn't need people like

Drake to show me what I wanted. "If you have no objections, I would gladly stay

here to learn. Tane might have some unorthodox ways and his behaviour is

sometimes strange, but he is a good teacher, and I don't doubt that we will come

along just fine."

The mage frowned a bit, but then nodded. "As you wish. I have to admit that I

doubted that he would behave himself, but apparently he is a better teacher as

we all would grant him. Nevertheless, if any problems arise I hope you will come

back to us for help?" I nodded, omitting the slight detail that for now I would

need Tane's help to get back to the city, but as I had no real intention to ever

walk the grounds of the Academy again it didn't matter.

With a reassuring smile the mage turned back to look at the others. Tane and

Drake had resumed their staring match and were again throwing insults at each

other, both looking disgruntled and angry. "Looks like it would be better if we

were to leave soon. I knew that it was a risk to bring Drake with us, but if any

doubt arose we had to have someone of the proper capabilities with us." I tried

to keep a frown off my features, and instead posed the question that had

bothered me from the start. "Who is that woman, Lathea?"

Now the mage really looked sad. "Drake insisted on bringing her with him when we

approached him on the topic of testing Tane's new student. I don't know who she

is, but Drake mentioned her being in his dept and service, and that she was an

old acquaintance of Tane. From the way they behave it must have been a parting

that went everything but peaceful." He seemed reluctant to say more, maybe

because he didn't know, so I let it slide, and instead began to make my way back

to the others. The third mage seemed more than happy to see us coming back,

mainly because that might signal their leave.

Tane stopped glaring at his former teacher and instead looked over to me. "Go

back into the house, I'll join you as soon as I have bid farewell to our

honoured guests." He didn't even wait for me to nod but turned around to once

more glare at the others. I took that for a hint and hurried inside after once

more acknowledging them all. Inside I sat down at the table and resisted the

urge to get up once more to look out of the window to follow the conversation.

After about 15 minutes Tane came after me, banging the door shut behind him loud

enough to make the dishes in the cabinet rattle. His face was a mask of fury,

and he ignored me for a while, just stood in front of the fireplace and looked

into the suddenly roaring flames. I waited futilely for some minutes for him to

start talking or at least sit down, and when I couldn't stand it any longer I

got up and went to stand beside him.

Only when I laid a tentative hand on his shoulder he turned, and I nearly took a

step back when I saw the anger in his eyes. He no longer kept it from his gaze

when looking at me, and I could feel him shivering slightly, yet I doubted it to

be out of cold. "Get away, now, and don't return until evening. Or I won't be

able to restrain myself any longer." His voice was only a harsh whisper, and the

menace in his eyes was enough for me to let go of him. Still I didn't turn to go

out but stood my ground, staring him defiantly in the eye.

"Why should I go?" His eyes narrowed to slits. "Because if you stay I'll be

using you as a means to get rid of my anger, and you won't like that." I stayed

rooted where I was. "You have fucked me hard before, I can stand it." He began

to shake his head, then stopped and resumed staring at me. "I won't be fucking

you, more likely raping you. Now be gone or suffer the consequences of your

stupidity!" I couldn't quite say why I was so determined to stay, even when I

knew that he meant his every word. Maybe it was the hurt in his eyes that swam

somewhere underneath that boiling anger. I'm normally not that sympathetic, yet

there was something in his gaze that bade me to stay, to not leave him alone

that was closer to me than my own fears. So I just let out a shuddering breath

and looked at him. I knew that I was stupid, and some part of me only

wanted to run, but I forced myself to stay. If he really got too rough I would

turn that against him what he had taught me, although I had no intention in

doing that, but it was more backup than I ever had before.

When he realized that I wasn't going to leave he let out a low guttural moan,

clenching his hands into fists, staring at them. The next moment he was coming

at me, nearly faster than my eyes could follow his motions. His fist landed

squarely under my chin, rocking my head back and sending me flying, but before I

could topple to the floor two punches in my belly followed. I screamed, or tried

to, but only a strangled noise came out when I had no air left to scream inside

my body.

Tane just picked me up from where I had landed on the floor as if I didn't weigh

a thing and stomped into the bedroom. There he threw me on the bed, and before I

could roll over hit me again under the chin. While I was busy sobbing and

bringing my hands up to at least cover my head he ripped my clothes off me, and

only let go of me for a moment to fetch a rope. I was about to put up a fight

when he took hold of my hair and wretched my head back by it, exposing my

throat. His other hand settled around my wind pipe, closing enough to only let

me draw shallow ragged breaths. "Don't be so stupid to even think to defy me, it

will only hurt more."

With a shove I landed back on the bed, halfway on my knees and hands, and before

I could even think about it he took hold of my wrists and wrenched them back to

my ankles with one hand, dunking my head into the pillow with the other. I still

had trouble breathing from his punches to my stomach so I invested my energy

into turning my head so that I could get some air into my lungs instead of

struggling. He meanwhile bound my right wrist to my ankle, fairing the same way

on my other side. When I tried to shift around or throw myself to my side he

took hold of my neck once more and pushed my face deeper into the pillow,

cutting all the air from me. Only when I ceased struggling he let go of me once

more.

My vision swam a bit and my head hurt, making me unable to think clearly. The

loud hammering of my pulse in my ears drowned out everything else, and for some

moments I just lay there and tried to gather myself again. That was all the time

Tane needed to get out of his clothes, and before I could even turn my head to

look back at him he was already jumping at the bed behind me.

He took hold of my hips and entered me without hesitation, beginning to fuck me

before I could adjust to him being inside of me. I was not wet at all, so it

hurt to have his cock in my vagina, and his nearly furious pumping didn't do a

thing to make it less painful. Tane shifted his grip from my hips to grab my

breasts, sinking his fingers deep into my tender flesh. When he began to fuck me

even harder he put his thumbs and forefingers around my nipples and squeezed

hard, making me scream in agony.

Suddenly he came to a halt. With gritted teeth I asked myself what he might do

next, but I hadn't anticipated him suddenly letting go of me completely,

slipping out of me and curling up on the other side of the bed. For a moment I

just stared at his arched back, then I realized that the strange shivers that

seemed to run through his body were the side effects of a crying fit. From time

to time I could even hear him sob. Now that really didn't fit in any picture I

had of him.

I tried to shift a bit to at least get on my side or something, but my body

resisted and only complained about several hurting parts. I sighed and tried to

call Tane to attention, but he ignored me altogether. I waited for another

minute, but his condition seemed only to get worse, so I decided that I wouldn't

call down doom on myself if I fried my bonds a bit. This time, without audience

or any urgency, the ropes burnt through on my first attempt, singing the soft

hairs on my legs with them, but I didn't bother much about that.

Carefully I got up on my knees and first massaged my wrists and ankles, then

tentatively touched my breasts. He really had quite some efficiency when it came

to hurting me, but somehow the swollen state of my breasts didn't bother me that

much right now. Slowly I crawled over to Tane and tried to get a better look at

him. He had drawn his legs up to his chest and wrapped his arms partly around

his knees, partly hid his face in his hands, one hand cramped into his hair. His

whole body shuddered, and although I couldn't get a good view of his face I saw

tears streaking down his cheeks.

I settled back on my haunches for a moment and just stared down at him. I'm not

even used to comfort children or other women, with him I really was at a loss,

mainly because I didn't even know what had brought on that change of mood. Yet I

couldn't just sit here and do nothing, so I extended one hand to lay it gently

on his upper arm. I could feel him flinch under my fingers, but when I gently

stroked my hand down his arm he let me without pulling back.

With a sigh I lay down next to him, propped myself up on my side and began to

touch his shoulder and upper arms with my hands. When I edged nearer to him and

slid one arm beneath his arm to rest across his chest he let out something very

close to a wail of agony that nearly made me stop, but when I drew him into a

half-embrace he let me, so that he finally lay with his head on my chest, half

on his side, half on his back. He kept his eyes firmly closed and kept on

sobbing while I loosened his hand from his hair and stroked some rebellious

strands out of his face. He convulsed several times under my caresses, then I

gave up and simply wrapped my arms around him to let the feeling of my warmth

and my skin do the comforting that I was so incapable of. I kept making stupid

little noises that might or might not have been comforting.

He lay several minutes in my arms and just cried, now no longer suppressing the

sobs but letting his misery out freely. When I began to stroke his face slowly

he shifted around to burry his face between my breasts, bringing his arms around

my body this way. I could still feel him shudder, and the tears now ran down

over my chest, but he seemed to quiet down a bit. As I had nothing else to do I

began to undo his hair and slowly stroke it. Many women might kill for that kind

of hair he had, and outside the bedroom he always kept it gathered in a tight

ponytail, as if to hide its glory. Stupid things to think about while comforting

a man, I know, but I really was at a loss here. I guess it would have been much

easier for him to comfort me that way, but as there was no one else around but

me I would have to suffice.

I was so absorbed in stroking his hair that I didn't realize when he stopped

crying altogether. Only when he raised his head to look at my face did I see

that he had calmed down. His grey-blue eyes were clouded over and red rimmed,

and his face still glistened with tears, and he seemed to have problems focusing

on my face. I stopped in mid motion, settling my hand on his shoulder and just

looked at his face. I didn't know what he might see there as I just felt blank,

but I found it kind of cruel to smile now, so I didn't even attempt it.

"Why did you stay?" His vice was raspy and he nearly choked on the words,

letting a few more tears spill over his cheeks. I just shrugged. "You needed me,

so I stayed with you. To give you some comfort if you needed it." A slight frown

appeared on his forehead. "I told you to go, what was waiting for you if you

stayed, why did you stay?" I didn't want to repeat myself so I just kept silent.

It was the only answer I could offer.

After a moment Tane's face screwed up and he buried it once more between my

breasts. "Oh gods, I've become the monster they always wanted me to be!" I had

problems understanding his words, but I felt the pain in them. His arms seemed

to tighten around my body, and he began to cry once more. There was nothing left

for me apart from resting my arms around his shoulders and waiting for it to be

over.

It took him about ten minutes to stop crying and calm down again, then he let go

of me and heaved himself onto his back once more, so that he was lying next to

me but keeping some distance between us. I sighed once more and rolled on my

side to look him in the face, as he kept staring straight up at the ceiling.

When he still didn't look at me I crawled closer still until my face came to

rest above his, forcing him to either look at me or turn his head. He chose the

easy way and stared at me.

Once again I sighed when he didn't say a thing. "Feeling better now?" I didn't

really know what else I could have asked, so that had to suffice. Tane resumed

staring at me, but answered when I was about to give up waiting for a reply. "A

bit. I just feel drained. Too tired to weep on maybe." I let a hesitant smile

creep up on my face and tentatively touched my fingers to his slowly drying

face. "I don't mind comforting you, but I'm so not used to it; you should tell me

how I can lessen your pain. How I can help you." He closed his eyes and

shuddered again, but it stayed at that. Tane brought one of his hands up and

rubbed over his face, then caught my hand in his and kissed the inside of my

palm gently. "You cannot help me, no one can do that. I'm just a ruddy bastard

who doesn't deserve a woman like you." He looked at me again, his eyes so full

of hurt that it tightened my throat. Before he could speak on I laid a finger

over his lips to silence him. "Hush, no more of this talk. I'm here out of my

free will, they even asked me if I wanted to get away from here today, and I

explicitly told them that here is the only place I want to me. Don't blame

yourself for more than there is to blame at all."

He didn't seem convinced, but I guess I'm not that good at conversation. Maybe I

could let something else speak for me. Without leaving his face with my eyes I

slid down on the bed until my head was over his crotch and began to slowly kiss

his cock. I had never seen him that slack and I had to work with my mouth and

hands for quite some time to get him to stand up to greet me. Tane all the while

fixed me with his gaze, an expression of bewilderment on his face that only

deepened when I got up to straddle his body between my thighs.

When I guided his cock to my pussy his hands came up to my body and stopped me

in mid motion. "Just what do you think you are doing?" I was quite surprised

about that question, so I just looked at him for a moment, trying to detect if

he really meant that the way it had sounded. When I saw not even the hint of a

smirk on his face I frowned. "I'm going to fuck you, how does it look?" His face

screwed up again and for a moment I really feared he would start to cry again.

"But why? I must have hurt you before, good spirits I hit you hard enough to

break your jaw or some ribs, just why?"

For a moment it nearly made me smile that for once he was the one who only

uttered incoherent sentences, but I kept that hidden and put all the honesty I

could scratch together on my face. "Forget that, I had to know what was in store

for me, and I won't blame you. But some days ago you told me that you'd love to

have me over you, fucking you, with having nothing to do but play with this nice

pair of firm tits." I reached up to catch his hands in mine, bringing them to

rest on my breasts, while I kept my hands on his so that I was sure that he

wouldn't let go of me again.

Tane kept on staring at me in bewilderment, but when I let my hands slide down

his arms to his chest his grip tightened a bit so that my tits lay firmly in his

hands. When he didn't speak up again I brought my hands down to my crotch again.

With one hand I spread my pussy lips, with the other I guided his cock to my

vagina, so that I slid down his length when I lowered my hips. He kept still the

whole time, being as passive as I ever had seen him. This kind of unnerved me

but now I was determined to get that haunted look off his face, and if I had to

fuck him until he went insane I would do it.

I was still everything but aroused and his brutal fucking had me torn up a bit

inside, so it hurt at first to slide up and down his cock, but my saliva

provided enough lubrication to get the thing started at least. For a minute or

so it really seemed as if I would have to do the job alone, but then I felt him

begin to move his hips to my rhythm, while he slowly got harder on his own.

When he let go of my breasts I let him, although I didn't really know what to do

with my own hands. I decided on running them up and down his taught belly and

well muscled torso. Slowly a sort of confidence leaked back into his eyes that

made my spirits rise once again. He then bent his upper body up towards me and

closed his lips around one of my breasts while embracing my body as much as

possible in that position. More from reflex than real arousal I started to moan

but instantly stopped myself when I realized what I was doing. We had agreed on

no pretence between the two of us, so I would stay true to that. Although his

gentle sucking on my breasts didn't really make me moan, it began to make me

hot, and soon I felt no pain while moving on his prick. So I closed my eyes and

wrapped my arms lightly around his shoulders, pressing him against me but

leaving him enough room to attend to both of my breasts.

Finally he let go of my tits again and looked up at me. There was still

hesitation in his gaze, but less than before, and most of the other qualities in

his look that normally made me shiver had returned, still tuned down but already

there. Now my smile was sincere when I directed it at him, and after a moment he

returned it. His hands travelled down to mine and loosened my grip around his

shoulders, then wandered back to stroke my back. The moment he suddenly gripped

both of my wrists in one of his and wound some tatters of my dress around my

wrists so that he bound my arms together behind my back I knew that we were back

to normal.

I kind of stared a silent accusation down at him, but he just leaned back to lie

on his back once more while smirking up at me. "You don't need your hands

anymore anyway, so I'm just helping to keep any hindrances out of my field of

play." I just grunted, letting that sound be answer enough. His smirk only

widened while he moved his hands back to my breasts.

The thrusts from his hips got a bit faster so I adjusted my own rhythm to his,

yet when I wanted to speed up more he forced me to quiet down a bit again. I

just snarled at him which brought a while grin to his face. "Oh stop it, you

don't have a reason for that. Yet." He let me hump on his cock some more, and

began sliding his hands down to my thighs. I didn't really know what that might

be good for, but then he stopped abruptly and pushed upwards with his hands

under my thighs, basically pushing me off his cock. I uttered some sounds of

protest, but he only slid sideways out from under me and then settled me back on

my knees. Some candles flared to life when he got up on all fours to crawl off

the bed.

I stayed where he left me but followed his every move with my eyes while he

shuffled around the room. Soon he was back at the bed, putting two candles on

the posts of the foot of the bed. With him he also carried one of his leather

straps that he began to loosely tie around my ankles. In the middle between my

feet he drew my arms back until my fingers touched the bed and fastened the ends

of the leather straps around my already bound wrists, giving me some room to

move my feet but keeping my arms well back with my back arched a bit.

Tane got back in front of me and ran his hands from my tights up to my

shoulders, curtly admiring the relative flat my body was forced to provide, with

my shoulders farthest away form him and my knees nearly touching his. In his

eyes I could see that he really admired what lay in front of him.

Once more he brought his lips down to meet my tits, but this time he let his

mouth travel over my whole upper body. I was about to close my eyes when I saw

him reaching behind me, what instantly drew a suspicious frown to my face. Hey,

no one could blame me for that, it was always a bad sign when he began getting

his things from behind my back where I couldn't see them before.

When he came back with one of the candles I nearly relaxed again, at least until

I saw the look of mischief coming to his eyes. "Don't you dare!" I punctuated

every word, but that didn't seem to add any more weight to them, only made him

smirk even more. "You going to stop me?" With that he raised the candle high

over my body and then tipped it slightly to one side, making it spill some

molten wax down to land on my belly.

I cried out, more because of the anticipation than the actual pain, and bit my

lip when I saw him moving his hand to a higher position. The next blog of wax

landed between my breasts, making me shudder and draw my shoulders back even

more. Before I could begin to protest he put down the candle once more, maybe

just because there was no wax left to spill, and instead took hold of the other

one.

This time he moved the candle closer to my body before tipping it, and the wax

that slowly dribbled down on my left breast was a lot hotter than before. I

cried out once more but couldn't avoid him when he let even more wax pour over

my other nipple. While I was panting to get my breath back he put the second

candle down again to admire his work. "This would be so much more fun if we had

differently coloured candles, but I guess the white ones have to suffice. I

really didn't think about how much fun this might be until now. You really

inspire me, sometimes."

I growled something guttural low in my throat, which of course made him smile

all the more. "I know, you're just about to call me a bastard again. Can we skip

that for today? I'd loath to have to gag you now, it just arouses me too much to

hear you hold your breath when you see me tipping the candle." He then picked up

the first candle again, but with a frown sat it back on the bed post. "That's

just inconvenient. Wait a moment, I'll go get more. Don't run away, lovely."

With a chuckle that originated from the snarl he got from me because of the last

part he jumped from the bed to fetch a whole armload full of candles that he

neatly lined up on the foot piece of the bed and then lit up with a snap of his

fingers.

When he knelt down in front of me again his face had lit up with glee. He kept

fidgeting around some more, than picket the first candle up to dramatically

pause with it over my body. "Just don't flinch too much, my aim is not that

good; definitely something we have to work on." He then upended the candle and

the wax sloshed down on my lower body, with the last driblets stopping just over

my pubic region.

Before I could exhale in relief Tane had already gotten the next candle, and let

the wax drop down exactly where the last had stopped. Despite my bonds I nearly

jumped up with a shout, only Tane's persistent hands on my shoulders kept me

down. He even dared to laugh while I tried to calm down and blank out the red

hot pain that radiated from my pussy.

With the next candle he moved back up to my breasts, making sure to let the wax

drop down from high above so it wasn't that hot. It wasn't like I would get used

to the pain but it somehow lessened when he poured it over patches that were

already coated. Within the next half hour he did a good job of getting wax all

over my upper body.

When he finally stopped it was not because of a lack of candles but it seemed to

have become quite boring without me nearly jumping with every drop of wax. The

whole skin of my torso burnt and itched, and I really longed to get rid of that

all, so I was not unhappy to see him blow out the candles one by one.

Once more he studied his work, still smiling. He looked much younger with that

expression on his face. Younger and nearly innocent, but then again Tane could

never really look innocent. Only less guilty than before.

He briefly picked on some stray drops on my shoulder, before getting up once more.

"We'll have to get that off of you again I guess, so let's see if I can find

something to remove it with." All too soon he was back, waving a sort of whip in

front of my face, only that it consisted of many small leather straps that were

gathered in a leather-wrapped handle. It didn't look particularly dangerous, but

I trusted Tane to use nearly everything as a means to torment me. When he

started whipping me with that thing I gave myself a point for judging that

right, but not the initial removal of the wax hurt, but Tane's oh so accidental

strokes that went wide of the wax and landed mostly on my tits, belly and over

my pussy. And he was very thorough to remove every last bit of wax with his

whip.

When even he had to admit that there was no wax left he let the whip drop to the

floor and crawled behind my back to relieve me of my bonds. I eagerly rotated my

shoulders but got no chance to change my position, because Tane was already

kneeling in front of me again with his knees between my thighs and an inviting

smile on his face. I hesitated for a moment, then rose up a bit and edged nearer

to him. He eagerly embraced me and kissed me long and passionately while gently

sliding into me once more.

I made a show of frowning at his intrusion but he just smiled while he began to

move his hips. "Just tell me to stop and I will. You know that I follow your

every command." That only made me laugh, and instead of an answer I just kissed

him and let him fare as he liked. As things worked between us he was really

gentle, and when I finally came he let me slide to the bed to lie down next to

me.

We didn't talk for quite some time, didn't even touch one another, and for once

I was kind of happy to be able to give my still aching skin some rest. When I

tentatively probed my belly I found the two patches of muscles where he had hit

me, same as with my jaw. It was an all too familiar feeling of pain, and I

decided to just let it be, as there wasn't much that I could do about it anyway.

By tomorrow I would have a nicely swollen jaw and maybe some purple bruises on

my belly and face, but I had received beatings that were more painful and had

left worse wounds.

Yet Tane caught me assessing the damage and turned around to slide one hand over

my still probing hand at my belly. "I'm sorry. This sounds stale, I know, but

please believe me." I avoided his gaze for some time, but then studied his face

for a moment before answering. "I've said it before, I knew what was to come and

still I stayed. Call me either sentimental or stupid, you needed me. Maybe not

for letting off steam, but that wasn't that horrible, either. I've been through

worse for less."

His hand slid upwards to gently cup my aching jaw. "But you didn't do a thing to

deserve it. There was no reason why it had to be you, none at all. Yet you are

not angry with me?" His tone was half pleading, half disbelieving, and made me

smile in spite of myself. "No, for once I'm not mad at you. And I do believe you

that you are sorry, although I quite enjoy you apologizing." He then returned my

smile, with a slight leer coming back into his gaze. "So, you like that? You

might even want me to try to make it up to you?" So much for we had already been

fucking and were both tired. And I knew that accepting such an offer might only

be the ouverture for another round that ended with me regretting it at least

partly, but call me selfish, I was still hot so why not get it on again?

So I just smiled and opened my legs for him. He briefly looked down on my spread

thighs and grinned. "My, you are everything but modest. Next you are going to

just start moaning when you feel like it?" I just smiled. "Try me." Tane grinned

and brought his lips to mine, and after that started nibbling at my ear. With

his mouth so close to my ear he spoke on, softly. "You know what we have been

talking about before?" I just frowned, but didn't turn my head. "Concerning

what?" "Concerning what my fingers might do to you once they are inside your

sweet little pussy?" I felt dread rise inside of me, but he seemed to have

anticipated that because he hushed me before I could speak up. "I know that you

loathe my methods, or rather my two wooden pricks, so let's try it the way you

proposed." Now I only frowned harder. "And that would be?" Tane chuckled softly.

"Just try it without any further exercise beforehand. I guess this way you won't

cramp down so much, so it will go easier all the way." He resumed kissing my

neck while I tried to find an excuse for keeping that topic off the bed for

today. Before I came up with one he spoke once more. "Don't panic now, I'll

simply go down on you now, and when I find you warm and wet enough I'll try, but

if I encounter any problems I'll just stop and go on with other activities. As

you will be staying with me for quite some time now we don't have to rush

things." When he smiled down at me I just nodded, instantly hoping for him to

stay true to his word. If he really meant it to make something up to me he might

stick to it. At least I hoped that it would go this way.

Before Tane moved from his place beside me he groped down on the floor to bring

something up on the bed - yeah, right, the ever present leather straps. I just

sighed and mockingly snarled at him. "Might it be possible for once to just

leave them? My wrists are still sore from earlier." As I proof I raised my

wrists. Him tying me for the wax playing hadn't done a thing to my wrists or

ankles, but the way he had wound the ropes around before had been way too

taught. Only now I saw small blisters on my fingers and the skin over my wrists

that made me frown all the more. Tane just took hold of the offered wrists and

kissed them before slowly winding a wide, soft leather strap around each of

them. "You would just hinder me the whole time. I know you, if I let your hands

stay free you only get mischievous ideas." I just shook my head while he

attached the connecting strap to the head board. At least he had left me enough

room so that my shoulders were not strained.

After having me secured once more Tane moved to lay down between my still spread

legs. He took his time working a pillow under my ass so that my pussy was fully

in the air, and I had to admit, it felt quite comfortable this way. Next he

softly stroked my pussy lips, but didn't tease me for long; instead he bent down

to spread my nether lips to begin to lick the cleft that went up form my hole to

my clit, staying for some time at the lower regions. I was kind of sensitive

around there what he had discovered the last time he had licked me, and so his

attention was not only drawn to my clit. While he lapped at the lower flesh of

my pussy two of his fingers moved to rest at my clit, slowly rubbing it.

All too soon my juices were flowing again and he exchanged his tongue for these

two fingers to gently suck on my clit. Maybe he was right, if I had my hands

free now I would surely have interfered in any way. So all I could do was wind

my fingers around the leather straps and the bar they were wound around and

utter all kind of appreciative noises.

He kept on rolling my clit with his tongue while sliding two of his fingers

inside my vagina. Even if we hadn't been fucking beforehand I would have been

wet enough to accommodate that without problems, but now they went in rather

smoothly. After sliding them in and out several times he stopped briefly, then

entered me with three of his fingers, now moving with more care than before.

Still no problem.

Tane intensified his sucking on my clit and I closed my eyes to better savour

the wonderful waves of soft pleasure that went through my whole body. I nearly

forgot what he had in mind as it didn't hurt at all to be fucked by three of his

fingers, when next he slid a forth finger in with the rest. I clamped my eyes

shut and took a better hold on my bar but tried to stay calm and relaxed. After

the forth try even that worked just fine. I was already hot enough to cum soon,

maybe even too soon, so it didn't really surprise me when Tane stopped sucking

on my clit and instead concentrated on working his fingers inside of me.

He didn't warn me, didn't hesitate or stop, just pressed all of his fingers

together and moved on, pushing them up my pussy. I whimpered a bit when I felt

the walls of my vagina give way too slowly, but he took his time, slowly

withdrawing again to enter me once more, ever so slowly, giving me time to

adjust, moving just a bit deeper with every new try. I bit my lip to keep from

screaming, not because it hurt but just because it was a strange sensation that

nearly made me cum when he got his hand nearly inside me.

Tane judged my response right and the next time he moved into me it wasn't slow

any more, and with a last push his knuckles went past the last barrier and his

whole hand slid up inside of me. For a moment I didn't have enough air to

breathe, but when I found it I started to whimper softly. I just felt fuller

than ever before, and although it did hurt a little it also nearly sent me over

the edge.

He stopped there and waited for me to calm again a bit, all the while keeping

his eyes fixed on my face, drinking in my emotions. When I felt able to go on

again I simply nodded and let my head rest back on the pillow. Tane began to

slowly move his hand inside of me, making sure that his wrist stayed inside all

the while. His motions stayed rather gentle and slow, still the impact of him

moving his hand inside of me rocked my lower body quite a lot. I kept on panting

and holding tightly to my bonds, while pushing my heels into the mattress. From

the low chuckle that escaped him I could tell that he had quite some fun with

his work.

When he saw that it couldn't hurt me all that much Tane began to pick up some

speed, while keeping his motions still small. Soon it was simply enough for me

and I came with a wail, convulsing heavily around his hand. And the bastard

didn't stop, he just kept on, even faster now.

I thought that I was going insane from the sensation and started yelling without

uttering any words, but he still kept on. By the time he made me cum a second

time he was pumping his fist rapidly inside of me. On the midst of that second

orgasm he yanked his fist out of my pussy, leaving me screaming on the bed. I

instantly curled up as much as I could, and just let the waves of pleasure roll

right through my whole body. I was very near to fainting from it.

It took me a long time to calm again, and by that time Tane had already undone

my bonds and I lay huddled in his arms, pressed against his chest. Only when he

gently stroked my cheeks I realized that I had been crying. Now I only managed a

weak smile and then rested my head against his chest with my eyes closed,

listening to his heartbeat. My pussy downright pulsed to the beat of my own

heart, a quite unsettling feeling.

Somewhere around then I must have fallen asleep, because when I opened my eyes

again I was alone, bundled up to the chin with blankets, and the first rays of

moonlight fell into the room. Exhaustion can do that to you, I guess.

When I tentatively began to move my limbs I just felt tired, but not in the

least sore. Once again I took my time examining my future bruises. Although it

did hurt I could never keep my fingers from poking around the hurt flesh. I

guess in some ways I am as far from normal as Tane in his ways. From my belly it

was only a short way down to my pussy. My pussy lips were still a bit puffy from

the former arousal, and when I slid two fingers just a bit inside of me they

came out coated in juice. The very same juice made my thighs sticky enough that

it made small squelching sounds when I rubbed my legs together.

With a slight grin on my face I got up and walked over to the door, stepping

over the shreds of my clothing without even looking down. When I entered the

main room Tane was sitting in one of the leather chairs, his hair lying in damp

curls around his shoulders. He looked up to greet me with a smile, then went

back to his book. "You can just go to the river for washing, if you feel like a

bath I'd gladly accompany you over to the caves for a soak." And other things

for sure, I added silently. Yet I was kind of hungry and at least for now my

level of satisfaction kept me from screaming for sex so I just went outside to

wash myself in the cold pool next to the waterfall.

When I came back in I helped myself to a blanket and some bread and cheese and

sat down on the floor in front of the fireplace. Tane kept his book in his hands for

pretence but studied me instead while I braided my hair and then ate the food.

When I had finished I looked up at him expectantly.

"Do you want to spend the whole evening down on the floor?" I just smiled and

flopped down on my back, drawing the blanket once more around me while looking

up at him. "Maybe. It's not that uncomfortable down here." Just to tease him I

put my legs up on the armrests of the chair, letting the blanket slide down my

legs to pool around my hips, giving him quite a good view at my pussy again.

Tane just smiled down at me. "You dearly need a shave, lovely. First thing

tomorrow morning." I pulled a face and let go of the blanket so that it slid

from my upper body, revealing nearly everything of my nude body. He didn't react

in any way to that, but then he had seen me nude a lot lately.

"Is it really that urgent? It's just a slight layer, like a short pelt, and it

doesn't itch at all." For demonstration I moved one hand down to my crotch and

gently stroked over the coarse hair that just began to grow on my pussy. For a

moment he kept his gaze fixed on my face, then let his eyes travel down to

follow the motions of my fingers. "That is already too much, lovely. We'll

better keep to a three-day-schedule. I only spared you because I didn't want to

distract you from your learning."

I snickered briefly. "If you really want to invest that much time in it, you are

free to do it. From what I have already seen you just like to have me lay

outside on the cold rocks so much that you would gladly shave me every day if

there was that much hair to grow in so short a time." He didn't deny it, just

smiled. "Maybe."

For a moment silence began to stretch between us. Tane sighed once more and

rested his head back on the head of the chair. "Is there any special purpose in

you displaying your lovely body so openly before me?" I just shrugged, meanwhile

resuming the stroking of the hair just above my pussy. "I don't know, should

there be one?" A haughty smile found its way on his face. "If you have nothing

else to do you could just demonstrate how you normally play with yourself?"

That startled me for a moment. Then again, if one considered where my fingers

were resting at the moment that idea might not be all that far fetched. Still I

felt a strange kind of reluctance. I don't know why, but masturbating was

something private for me, maybe the last vestige of my privacy that he had still

let me. Tane seemed to feel my hesitancy because he shifted a bit in his chair,

making himself more comfortable. "You don't have to, it would just interest me

how you do it. I just like watching you, and watching you play with yourself

might be even more interesting."

For a while I battled with myself, and finally came to the decision that I might

as well do him the favour. So I let my legs slide form the armrests to lie atop

his thighs and started to touch myself, bringing both of my hands up to my

breasts. While I slowly kneaded the flesh and pinched my nipples a bit I kept my

gaze at his face, but seeing him look at me just unnerved me, so I closed my

eyes and went on. I didn't need my eyes to know how my body was formed.

While I let my left hand rest on my right breast I moved the other down to my

pussy, sliding my fingers up and down my slit. A moment I considered putting on

a show, but then discarded the idea. In a common sleeping room you didn't have

the privacy to take an hour for pleasuring yourself, so I had leant to be quite

fast and efficient to keep the possibility of being caught low, and I would

surely not change my habits just for him.

Without further hesitation I moved two fingers to my clit, both not coated in my

pussy juice, and began to rub my bud, starting slowly but moving faster soon. I

bit my lip to keep from moaning and then rubbed some fluid over my clit that was

already seeping out of my vagina. Meanwhile I kept pinching my nipple, trying to

provide for a second source of sensations.

Soon I started to quiver softly, while I felt the normal good feeling radiating

from my clit. I didn't cum, didn't even bring myself near to a real orgasm

because the moment the first real pangs of pleasure appeared my clit got kind of

oversensitive and I stopped my rubbing to lay my fingers gently over my belly

while waiting for the feelings to subside.

When my breath had quieted down to normal levels I opened my eyes again to look,

quite defiantly, up at Tane. "Disappointed?" He shook his had and began to

massage my toes with his hands. "No. We have an agreement, and I still insist on

keeping it up. But you got me quite hot with it." That I could feel for myself

when I accidentally slid one of my heels into his crouch. He seemed to be quite

hard, harder than I had imagined. For a moment longer I stayed down at my back,

looking up at him. "Want me to tend to your needs?" He just smiled and let go of

my feet when I withdrew them. "Do as you like. I would appreciate your

attention, but it is your choice. I'd also gladly wait for you to wake up first

in the morning."

I growled at him and then got up on my knees in front of him. As I had suspected

he wasn't wearing anything under his robe so it was quite easy to slide the

fabric up to his hips and get a good look at his penis. He still made me gag

when I tried to deep throat him, but as Tane really didn't seem to mind if I

succeeded in getting him fully inside my mouth or if I just sucked, licked and

kissed my way over his cock while gently kneading his balls in one hand I mostly

went for the second option. It was just so much easier, and it sort of gave me

more control. And please let me keep that little control he left me, from what I

remembered of the last days it was the only time he let me work without

interfering or tying me up in any way.

I set to work slowly, first sliding my tongue over his cock, then kissing him

and once more licking around, followed by gently sucking on his head. He

normally didn't last long before he came, same today, but I did my own to try to

prolong it a bit. In the end I let him cum in my mouth, sucking his sperm nearly

out of his cock, and swallowed without being told. I never had much objection

for that, and now that he was clean after washing outside I didn't even

hesitate. The only thing that bothered me a bit was him patting my head like a

good puppy, which only made me growl, resulting in oh so slightly grazing his

member with my teeth, which in turn made him laugh.

After that we both got back to bed, only cuddling there as we both were content

enough with our states. For once I curled up against him with my chest touching

his, not with my back to him, which seemed to make him frown for a moment, but

he didn't mention it, so I just went to sleep that way. We all need a change

sometimes.