Six Masters Island - De Lucia's Slaves by Candace Smith Page A

you.”
    “Yes, Master Richard.”   Courtney lay down and looked around wildly until she spotted him up by the top of the bed and leaning against a cabinet.   “You’re not leaving, right?”
    “I already told you I would stay.   Now, pay attention to what the Mistress tells you to do.”
    Courtney readily assumed all the positions Adela needed to get her secured, and when she inserted the speculum into her bottom, Courtney began to cry.   “Ow… owie…”
    Richard caught Adela’s eye and wiggled his finger, and Courtney cried while the bars spread and the woman began to stroke her slit.   As usual, it took only a moment for her to calm down, and her shudders were more the result of passion than pain, while she closed her eyes and teased her bottom lip with her teeth.   Adela looked at the perfect portrait of desire and shook her head, wondering if she would make it through the appointment.   “You better not let the others take a turn with her, or you might not get her back.”
    “I kept wondering if it was just me.”
    “Richard, she’s exquisite.”   Adela spread the chemical, and Courtney sobbed and wailed all through the peeling and the piercing.
    Richard held out a hand to help her sit up, and her hitching sobs subsided when he attached the ‘Y’ shaped chain onto her nipple rings and the piercing through her clit.   Courtney seemed to forget the traumatic episode, and ignored the soreness while she looked at the thin gold links.   Fallon and Andrea did not get a chain.
    Richard slipped his hand through it, and Courtney gasped when he pulled.   The chain slipped right off with only a little tug.   “There’s a small amount of iron on the ends of the chain and tiny magnets in the rings, and that way we don’t have to worry about tearing if you snag it on something,” he said as he reattached it.
    “Oh my gosh, I didn’t even think of that.   Thank you, Master Richard,” her soft solemn voice replied.
    “Why do I have the weird idea I should be handing her a lollipop?” Adela chuckled.
    Courtney stood up, holding Richard’s hand, and he swatted her on the bottom.   “She can have a lollipop later, seeing as her pussy will be out of commission for a while.”
    Courtney had only sucked him once, because usually he ended up inside her after their encounters.   She wrinkled her nose at the thought of doing it again.
    “Report undue redness or infection, and keep antiseptic on her for a few days.”
    Courtney looked down at her bald pussy.   “Do you have to do that every week, like shaving my legs, Mistress?”
    “No, Courtney, this is a one time deal.”
    She smiled up at her.   “Thank you, Mistress Adela.”
    Adela shook her head as the fairy woman followed Richard out.
    Courtney knelt between Fallon and Andrea in front of Demano, with Isabelle off to Fallon’s side.   Demano was Isabelle’s current target of interest, as the Masters of the house seemed to ignore her and she was having trouble getting back into Brian’s good graces.   When Courtney was led in with her pretty golden chain, Isabelle’s eyes narrowed.   How the hell did that insipid little twit accomplish that?
    Isabelle looked at the red new piercing, while Fallon and Andrea smiled at the pretty jewelry.   Andrea was getting used to her own odd look, as everyone seemed to make a big deal of how important she was going to be.   The two of them had been worried how Courtney was adjusting, especially since Megan had cratered on them.
    The girls began exercises and concentrated on Demano’s instructions, not paying much attention to Isabelle who had managed to move behind Courtney.   In an exaggerated lunge, she brushed forward and ripped off the chain.
    “Ouch…” Courtney squealed, when Isabelle’s hand brushed her nipple as she grabbed it.
    “ So sorry , Courtney.   I didn’t think I could reach that far,” Isabelle smiled.
    “You give that back,” Courtney demanded.
    Isabelle looked at the