Belladonna's Pleasure Slave

Belladonna’s quarters were like the rooms of a palace. Gold and precious jewels glittered everywhere. Rich woods and cloth covered everything as they passed through the rooms, ending up in her bedroom. There, Belladonna removed the manacles. Rob rubbed his wrists to get the blood circulating again.



“Take off your clothes,” she commanded. Rob reached up and pressed a hidden button. His flight suit transformed into a shirt, labcoat, jeans, and sneakers. A pair of glasses sat on his nose. He then proceeded to remove these clothes, and was soon standing before her in nothing but his glasses. She approached him and took the glasses off.



“Do you need these?” she asked. “I mean, do you really need these?” She held the glasses in front of his eyes.



“No,” he answered. Immediately, her hand slapped his face.



“Try again,” she said. “You know what to say.”



“No, Mistress,” he replied. She smiled.



“That’s better,” she said. “As for these –since you don’t need them…” She threw the glasses in the disposal unit. There was a whirling noise as it disintegrated the glasses. “I didn’t like how they looked on you. Now, kneel!”



This time, Rob went down on his knees willingly. He looked straight ahead as Belladonna brought out a red collar made of a light plastic called Dura-lastic. She came to stand in front of him, holding the collar out for him to see.



“You are intelligent,” she said. “I assume you know how to read at least your own language…”



“Yes, Mistress,” he answered.



“Good,” she smiled. “Read what’s written on this collar –out loud!”



Rob looked at the letters inscribed into the plastic, embellished with gold enamel paint so that they would show up against the red.



“’I belong to Belladonna, agent of Shadow’,” he read. “’I am her slave; she is my mistress’.”



“Good,” she said as he finished reading the words. “You understand your position, then.”



“Yes, Mistress,” he replied. He could not believe what he was saying!



“Good.” She placed the collar on him, snapping it shut around his neck. “It is done. You are now my slave, to be used at my whim.” She then went to a dresser and retrieved a piece of cloth. “As much as I would like for you to remain nude,” she continued. Rob blushed, knowing that she could see everything. “You will have to wear something over your –more interesting parts. Stand up.” He did so, and she put the cloth around his waist. It turned out to be a thong, made from a red, satin-like material. The front barely contained his male parts, while the back was covered by a section of cloth just large enough to hide his buttocks.



“There,” she said when she was finished. “Now you are significantly covered up, until I want to uncover you, which I can do at any time.” She reached out and rubbed his bare chest, stepping close to him so that she would have been in his arms, had he been inclined –or commanded—to embrace her. “The most eligible and desirable bachelor in the entire galaxy –and he’s all mine… MMmmmm…makes me think of so many delicious things to do with you…”



Suddenly, there was a knock on the bedroom door, snapping Belladonna out her reverie. “Kneel” she hissed to Rob. As he dropped to the floor in obedience, she called to the person on the other side of the door: “Come in.”



The door opened, and a woman of about forty entered, followed by two girls; one about thirteen, and the other of about five. All three had light blue skin, of a shade lighter than Belladonna’s own. The older woman had blonde hair that was beginning to turn gray, while the thirteen year old girl had black hair. The younger girl also had blonde hair, and all three of them had blue eyes. All were dressed in simple, white, one-piece dresses and sandals.



“Yes, Amari?” Belladonna addressed the servant.



“It’s been whispered among the servants, M’Lady,” the woman said, “that you have a new slave –a male—and that he was the Orbots’ Commander…”



“Yes, that is true,” Belladonna smiled. “I just got him today. And, yes, he was the Orbots’ Commander.”



The two girls took a couple of steps closer, to better see the youth kneeling beside their mistress. While the older girl was still a little wary, the younger girl merely smiled and came even closer.



“What’s his name?” the small child asked. She came right up to Rob and squatted in front of him.



“Well, Tiki,” Belladonna smiled at the girl, “his real name is Robert, but that seems a bit, well…a bit much for a slave.”



“’Slave’?”



“Well, more of a pet than a slave,” Belladonna smiled.



“How about…Robby!” the little girl grinned.



“Oh, that’s a good name for him!” the blue woman exclaimed.



“Hello, Robby,” Tiki said to Rob.



“Hi,” he replied.



“Robby,” Belladonna said, “this is Tiki. Her mother, Amari cleans and cooks here in my quarters, and her sister, Lelee, helps her with the cleaning and cooking.”



“An’ I don’t do anything!” Tiki pouted.



“Hmmm…I know something you can do,” Belladonna said as she knelt beside the girl. “When I have to go to meetings with the other Shadow agents, I’ll have to leave Robby here. Lord Umbra, you see, doesn’t want to see Robby, and the other Shadow agents might want to hurt him. And he’s going to be very lonely at those times. You could keep him company. Talk to him, play with him, that sort of thing.”



“Really?” Tiki’s face lit up in another smile.



“Really,” Belladonna smiled back.



“Can I pet him?” she asked.



“Oh, yes. Don’t be afraid; he won’t hurt you.”



The little girl reached over and stroked Rob’s hair. It felt soft and silky under her touch. Rob sat quietly, smiling gently as the child ran her hand over his head, as if petting a dog.



“He has the same color hair I have!” Tiki giggled. “An’ the same eyes, too!”



“Yes, he does,” Belladonna agreed. “As a slave –uh, pet—Robby won’t be allowed to feed himself. I’ll be feeding him by hand, most of the time. How would you like to feed him?”



“Can I?” the little girl asked excitedly.



“Yes, you may. Amari, please bring some food for Robby. Bite-sized pieces, so he can chew and swallow them better.”



“Yes, M’Lady,” the woman replied, and left the room. Lelee got up the courage to come closer, and knelt beside her sister. Tentively, she reached over and rubbed Rob’s hair. Satisfied that he would not harm her, either, she smiled.



“Perhaps, when you are finished with your chores, you can play with Robby, too, Lelee,” Belladonna smiled at the girl’s fascination with the young Galactic Patrol officer.



“I’d like that…” the girl replied.



Amari returned with the food in a small bowl. She also carried a cup of water.



“I didn’t know how you would want the water, M’Lady,” she said. “Whether you would want it in a cup or a bowl, so I put it in a cup.”



“That’s fine, Amari,” Belladonna replied. “Lelee, pull that chair over here for a place to put the bowl and the cup.” The girl quickly obeyed, and her mother set the food and drink on the chair.



“To feed him,” Belladonna instructed, taking a cube of meat in her hand, “just hold it out to his mouth, and let him eat it off of your hand.” She held the food up to Rob’s mouth to demonstrate. Rob picked up the cube with his teeth, and ate it, chewing well before swallowing. Belladonna then picked up the cup.



“For giving him a drink of water, just hold the cup up to his mouth, and gently tip it so that some of the water gets to his mouth. Be careful not to spill.” Rob drank some of the water she offered.



Tiki reached over and got another cube of meat, and, imitating Belladonna, she held it for Rob to eat. He carefully took it out of her hand as he did before, smiling at the child. She giggled, then gave him a drink of water. Lelee also joined in the game, feeding Rob alternately with her sister. They kept at it until all the food was gone, and the cup was empty.



“Very good,” Belladonna smiled. “Now, it’s been a long day, and it’s time for bed. You can play more tomorrow.”



“Okay,” Tiki replied. “Night, night, Robby.” The little girl gave Rob a hug, then turned to Belladonna and hugged her, as well, “Night, night, Misstiss.”



“Good night, dear,” Belladonna replied. She and Rob watched as the three females left the room, heading for their own sleeping quarters. Before she left, Tiki turned around and waved to them. They smiled and waved back.



When the others were gone, Rob looked over at Belladonna and cocked his head. He gave her a mysterious, sly smile.



“And what are you smiling about?” she crossed her arms and smirked at him.



“You’re not as bad as you have been made out to be,” he grinned.



She continued to smirk at him for a moment, then reached over and took Rob’s jaw in her hand.



“Tell anyone,” she said evenly, “and not only will I deny it, I’ll take a flogger and whip that cute butt of yours so that you won’t be able to sit down for a month. You understand, slave?”



“Yes, Mistress,” Rob replied, still grinning.



“Good,” she said, releasing his jaw. “Now, bedtime. Get in,” she pointed toward her bed. “And take off the thong. I want you naked.”



“Yes, Mistress,” he responded. Rob got up and removed the thong before getting into bed. He knelt on the bed, waiting for Belladonna to undress and join him.



She began to undress, then thought of something better. She turned to him and commanded:



“Get over here and undress me, slave.”



“Yes, Mistress,” he said, and obeyed. Carefully, slowly, Rob removed her cape, then, unbuttoned her top and pulled it off, followed by the bottom. Next, came her boots, and finally, her bodysuit. As he pulled off the tight outfit, he caressed her breasts and pubic mound, then quickly looked at her, checking to see if what he did was permissible.



“Hmmmm…very nice, slave,” she said. “You learn your place quickly. Now, finish undressing me.”



“Yes, Mistress.” In another moment, he had her as completely naked as himself. He straightened up and waited for her next command.



“Now, into bed,” she ordered.



“Yes, Mistress,” he replied, and moved to obey. She playfully slapped his bare bottom as he passed. He sucked in his breath in surprise, then continued onto the bed. Once again, he knelt on the bed and waited for Belladonna to join him.



She slipped into the bed on the other side, and regarded him for a few moments. He was of average build, his muscles nicely formed, but not overly large. Just right, in fact, for the handsome, young Galactic Patrol officer. She reclined on her back, her legs slightly open.



“Take your hand,” she commanded, “and caress my breasts, like you were doing when you were undressing me.”



“Yes, Mistress,” Rob answered. He reached over and caressed her right breast, and then her left, alternating between the two blue globes.



“Hhhhhmmmm….oooooooo….” she moaned in pleasure. He continued to play with her breasts until she commanded, “Now, slave, play with my mound.”



“Yes, Mistress.” Rob moved his hand to her pubic area, and began rubbing it.



“OOoooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh………” she sighed and moaned with the pleasure of it., arching her back as his hand moved over her mound. “Take…oooo…take two of your fingers and…aaaaahhhhh…stick them in and….ooooooohhhhhhh….my… .move them in and out of me….ooooooooooooo……….”



“Yes, Mistress,” he obeyed, sticking in his fingers and feeling her hot, wet, vagina. He rubbed the inside of her cunt. Once again, her back arched as he finger-fucked her cunny.



“OOOOOOOoooooooo………” she moaned. “More! Give me more!” she gasped. He obeyed, continuing to move his fingers in and out of her, moving faster. He gasped as she reached over and seized his penis. She stroked it and his testicles until his cock stood erect.



“Stick it in!” she cried. “Stick it in!” Without replying, Rob slid his male part into her cunt, pushing it in, then out. His sex went in easily, which meant that her hymen had already been taken some time ago. Therefore, he did not have to worry about hurting her as he continued to fuck her.



“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh…….” She moaned. “You are… ohhhhh… you are wonderful, slave! More! Yes…oh…yes! MORE!”



Rob complied to his best ability. He moved as he thought he should, stroking in and out of her hot female hole. To Belladonna, he seemed somewhat unsure of himself. That was strange to her, as the Orbots’ Commander had always been so confident of everything he did. For him to be so unconfident of pleasuring a woman…



Before either could think of what was happening, a stream of hot liquid issued forth from his cock, filling her cunny with it. As soon as it had begun, the outpouring stopped, and Rob collapsed beside her, his organ still inside her well-lubricated hole. He panted quietly, exhausted by his efforts. Belladonna also rested, allowing herself to come down from the heights of ecstasy that he had sent her into.



As she stroked his hair, murmuring, “Good boy. Good slave.” She mulled over in her mind his uncertainty. Why was one who had always been so sure of himself in any given situation so unconfident about this one act of sex? His first act of sex, in fact. Then, it dawned on her.



His first act of sex.



“Slave?” she whispered to him with a smile.



“Yes, Mistress?” he replied, looking up from where he lay. She saw that he was covered in sweat from the lovemaking, and it soaked his hair, matting the sunshine strands to his head. How handsome he looked!



“You…you…were a…VIRGIN, weren’t you?” she continued to smile. He blushed, embarrassed at himself and his reaction to the stimuli. When he did not reply right away, she added. “Weren’t you?”



“Yes, Mistress,” Rob replied. He was sad, because it had been a part of him that he had wanted to give to Dia. She should have been the first one, not Belladonna. If Umbra had given him a day or two to get ready for his surrender, Rob would have asked Dia if he could have…could have…



But Umbra had taken him that very day. There had been no time to do or say what he had wanted to say. Now, what would have been –should have been—Dia’s belonged to Belladonna, instead.



“I thought so,” the Shadow agent smiled. “You were treading on unexplored ground when you ‘made love’ to me. You did very well for your first time.”



“Thank you, Mistress,” Rob replied.



“Now, slave, to sleep. There will be much to be done, tomorrow.”



“Yes, Mistress,” he replied. He snuggled close to her and drifted off to sleep, exhausted by the sexual activity. Soon, both were sound asleep.



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