Kelly and Brandi walked the length of the jade floor, followed the stairs to the marble floor and then out to the courtyard where guards were inspecting their vehicles.

"Hey!" Brandi shouted. "Don't touch that."

The guards backed up and looked at her with a mix of emotions.

"My apologies Ms." A guard said. "Our vehicles do not look like this."

"What do your vehicles look like?" Kelly asked.

The guard walked them across the courtyard to the opposite side of the door they had walked out from and pointed to a boxy wagon on cog like wheels. The outside was thick canvas with gears that moved the material in various directions.

"How does it run?" Kelly asked.

"It runs by light and crystal. I couldn't explain it further. Sorry." The guard explained.

"Is everything run on crystal power?" Brandi asked.

"Yes, most things. Some are run on solar while others like stationary objects are run on wind."

"No batteries or oil?" Brandi asked.

"Oil? Like the pools of it that leak out from the planet?" The guard asked.

"Yeah." Brandi nodded.

"No. Never. That would be taking from the planet and hurting the lady of the land. We use only rechargeable and reusable sources of energy."

"Is it not on Terra?" The guard asked.

"No. It is not." Kelly replied.

"How...umm...yeah..." the guard didn't bother finishing his sentence. "Will you be taking a tour of the city?"

"We would love that." Kelly said enthusiastically.

"Let me see if I can get-"

"Would you be able to show us around?" Brandi asked.

"I...Uh..." the guard looked at his fellow guards who shook their head and shrugged.

"When do you get off duty?" Kelly asked.

"Not for another..." he looked at a small gear driven watch on his wrist then back at Kelly. "...yeah I still have three hours to go."

"We can keep ourselves busy until then. Right?" Kelly looked to Brandi who smirked.

"Of course we can."

"Then meet me here in three hours and I will gladly escort you both around the city."

"Thanks. See you soon." Kelly winked and walked off with Brandi.

*****

Melanie walked with Lucian across the hall to his private chamber. As the door opened, she stepped inside and looked around. His room was nearly twice the size of theirs. One full wall was books. Another had shelves for clothing and fabrics. Near the far right corner of the wall hung a large striking bag with a solid wooden pole.

Sheathed inside a set of scabbards was five different wooden weapons. What Lucian led her to was a large wooden chest.

"Do you see this chest?" He asked.

"Yes My Lord."

"If I ever tell you to go to the dungeon. This-" he pointed to the box, "-is where I want you to go."

"Yes My Lord. I understand. But...how?"

With a sly grin he twisted the knob and they watched as the gears turned. With an audible click, the lock bar slid and the chest opened. Lucian lifted his leg up and as he stepped into the empty chest, the darkness swallowed it. She watched with wide eyes as he vanished, leaving only his hand out for her to see. With a deep breath, she followed in after and climbed down the ladder.

As soon as her feet hit the bottom, the massive room lit up revealing a pleasure dungeon unlike anything she had ever imagined. There were pieces of wooden and metal furniture. Cushioned furniture and padded pieces that were bound to the walls and floors. Across the entire wall were toys and tools. Some made of metal and others leather.

Melanie was breathless as she looked over the beautiful sight that was soon to become her pleasure prison. He walked over to a piece of furniture and pointed to it.

"Yes My Lord." She smiled and crawled to the short bench where she sat on it. "M-My Lord? Please, use me like a toy. I am yours. I am your slave. Your servant."

"That you are." He smiled and slowly, he ran his hands up her exposed thighs. Melanie breathed hard as his hands brushed over her panties. When his fingers hooked into the fabric of her red laced panties, she inhaled sharply. Her breath caught as he whispered into her ear.

"From now on, you don't wear these. I want you exposed for me at all times."

"Yes, My Lord." She whimpered, feeling him pull off her panties. The cool dungeon air swarmed her wet labia as he parted her legs. His hands continued over her legs and softly he caressed her cheeks. Tenderly grabbing and parting them. Melanie couldn't contain her pleasure as it leaked out of her in soft whimpering whines.

The harder he squeezed her, the louder her whines became. When his hands slid up along her hips and down her pelvis she moaned. Never had anyone touched her so gently and so perfectly. His fingers grazed over the trimmed patch of hair that she kept neat and tidy. Lucian caressed her inner thighs as he ever so lightly brushed against her damp labia which had parted.

He drank in her pleasure like it were a sweet wine. Fragrant and delectable. The fragrance of her pleasure only deepened as he slid his middle finger between her short pink labia.

"Ah! Master!" She whimpered.

Lucian could feel a portion of her pleasure through their bonds and he drank it in slowly. Slowly, he stroked the outside of her vagina. Gently pulling it but never penetrating it. Melanie felt as though her mind were melting. The more he teased her, the more she lost grips with what was actually happening.

'He isn't even in me and I feel like I am about to burst.' She thought as another whine escaped her mouth.

"This is what it feels like to be my slave. I own you my dear." He traced his finger up her slit and rubbed her clitoris. That single touch, like pressing the button to activate a detonation, started her climax. Lucian rolled his index finger over her swelling clitoris.

"Master!" She moaned. "How do you...ah!" her words shifted into a moan as he started rubbing her faster. Lucian rubbed her back and forth, then circled around it. Melanie could not resist her urge to shift her hips as the climax began working its way through her pelvis and toward her vagina.

"M-Master! I can't stop it." Melanie whined. "Oh God. My Lord. I'm gonna cum." She whined and then she orgasmed. Lucian pulled away slowly, spanked her ass hard before stepping in front of her. 'Rule fifteen of book three' Melanie thought, 'always show gratitude toward your dominant.'

"Thank you My Lord." She huffed out.

"You're welcome my toy." He replied.

Melanie watched as he withdrew the draw strings of his pants and pulled down his pants. She watched with wide anxious eyes as the fabric hiding his large fleshy sword slid away. Melanie had known he was large, she had felt it during the times she had rode in his lap on the scooter. But what sprang free from his pants was not just huge. It was monstrous.

A bi-colored fleshy broadsword that bulged with thick veins. Melanie had watched plenty of porn. She had seen what the average penis size was and what an abnormally large one looked like. His, was breaching the realm of impossibly large. The slutty submissive inside of her stepped out from the hidden cage that it had been held up in for so long.

'Chapter five of book three, a submissive must know their dominant as well as they know themselves.' Melanie leaned up and placed her hands on his thighs. His thick muscular thighs rippled with strength that she could only imagine experiencing. She took a long look at his male member and gauged its length and girth.

It looked at least eight if not nine inches long with a seven inch girth. He was far bigger than any dildo she had practiced upon. Looking up into his garnet gaze, she unfurled her tongue and licked his thick head. The tip flexed causing his thick vein covered cock to throb. She smirked, feeling a jolt of pleasure from the bond they shared.

Then, she let loose. Her training, hours of tutorials and practice slid over her nervousness. She licked his fleshy sword up and then down. As she moved closer to his pelvis she noticed how well trimmed he was. The dark curly hair was stubbled and short. Not a thick curly bush of tightly knit hairs that would find their way down her throat.

Melanie looked up and locked gazes with Lucian. She could see how satisfied and happy he was. Lucian restrained himself, placing his hands at his hips to avoid grabbing her head and controlling her like some doll. He knew that she needed to get acquainted with him, as he did her still.

Her flower and the arrangement of her petals was something he had to get used to. Every flower, every petal design was different. The same went for his weapon. Every sword varied in size in one way or another and he understood thst his was a bit larger than most but he trusted her. As he looked into her eyes he could see the building pleasure.

The inner submissive thst she had been forced to restrain was now getting released. For the first time in her life, she was living as a free person. Melanie licked his thick sword up and down and then stopped at his head before wrapping her lips around it. She curled her tongue over the tip and tasted the warm fluids that leaked out.

All the forums she had read suggested that it tasted bitter or sour. However, his was sweet. A bitter sweet but still somehow better than what she had imagined it to be. Wrapping her hands around his staff, she began slowly pumping his cock. Lucian let out a groan of pleasure as she began stroking him. The mix of tightness and motion along with the detailed attention to his tip was something that he had forgotten.