Title: The Claiming of Duo Maxwell 3: Of What Occurred in Lady Relena's Chambers Name: K-Chan E-Mail: redfox14@yahoo.com Tags: [mf][oral][toy][spank][anal] Part 3: Of what Occurred in Lady Relena's Chambers "Lady Relena." Noin gently pushed the heavy wooden door open and stepped into the room. "Heero is here." Relena sat on the far side of the room, playing softly on a mandolin. "Thank you, Miss Noin." She said. "You are dismissed." "Yes, Lady Relena." Noin replied, and quietly left the room. "Come here, Heero." Relena said. He obliged her quickly. He knelt next to the padded arm of her chair, eyes properly downcast. Relena put aside the mandolin and looked at him. "Are you well, Heero?" She said softly. "Yes, Mistress." He replied. She smiled a bit. "I did not give you permission to speak, Heero." She rose, a regal figure, and let her hair loose. It fell in honey colored waves down her back. "Fetch my hairbrush, the wooden one, from the dresser." Heero quickly got the brush and sat obediently at her feet. She smiled fondly at him. "You know you are my favorite." She said, ruffling his hair as though he were a small child. He nodded. "You may brush my hair." He climbed up on the bed and began to run the brush gently through her hair. She closed her eyes and luxuriated in the feeling. Relena sighed with a touch of exasperation. "You're being too rough." She chided him gently. He paused in his brushing and Relena pulled the brush from his grasp. "You know that I will have to punish you." Heero suppressed a smile and flushed with pleasure. She turned halfway around to look at him. "Come then." She patted her lap and waited for him to situate himself. She pinched him first, hard. Heero gasped with pain and quivered with pleasure as she gently soothed away the hurt. He began to relax a bit and Relena rewarded him with a sharp smack with the flat of her palm. He jerked and grunted from the sting. "Don't hold back, Heero, I want you to cry out." She whispered and swatted him again. He cried out in pain, he was already hard, so impossibly hard. He writhed desperately seeking friction from the rough material of her dress. She smacked him again and he gave a shout. Relena bit her lip. "That's good, Heero." She purred huskily. "If you're really good, I might let you fuck me." Heero gasped at the harshness of her words and quivered with anticipation. He felt something press against the tight entrance of his body and she entered him with the handle of the hairbrush. He let out a strangled moan as the pain-pleasure swept through his body. He clutched at the folds of her dress. "Re-lena." He gasped. She stopped suddenly, and withdrew the hairbrush. Heero groaned and pressed himself against her thigh. "Help me with my dress Heero." She panted. He scrambled up quickly to do as he was told, fairly ripping the buttons free from the dress' high back. Relena rose and pulled away from him, peeling the dress away as quickly as the heavy fabric would allow. She stood before him, gloriously naked, her ivory skin stained pink with arousal. Heero's eyes crawled greedily over her form and he reached for her. Relena's eyes narrowed suddenly and she slapped him opened handed across the face. He sat back a bit, shamefaced. "I did _not_ give you permission to touch me." She said coldly. Heero ducked his head. She reached out and cupped his chin, forcing him to look up at her. "Precious little pet." She cooed. "We all make our mistakes, don't we?" She smiled at him and sat back down. "Sit on the floor, Heero." She said, indicating the space between her knees. He moved to obey and she played absently with his hair. "I believe I ma be able to forgive you for this small transgression." She tugged on a hank of his hair, causing Heero to wince in pain. She parted he knees a bit more. "But you'll have to earn my forgiveness." Her hand slipped around the back of his head and she pushed his face against her. Heero shuddered; the very essence of her nearly overpowered his senses. He tentatively ran his tongue over the soft moist skin of her inner thighs. She sighed softly and caressed his hair. He kissed her gently and ran the tip of his tongue over the core of her. Relena gave a sharp cry as he massaged the sensitive spot. He groaned against her, his erection painfully hard against his stomach. He parted her gently, sliding two fingers inside of her to work in a counter rhythm to his tongue. She pressed her hips toward him. "Heero!" She purred. "Aaaaaa!" She arched her back in agonized ecstasy. She relaxed, panting for a moment before pushing Heero back from her. "You have done well, Heero, now you will be rewarded." She helped him to his feet and wrapped her fingers around his cock and squeezed. He bit his lip almost hard enough to draw blood. She lay back. "You may take me, Heero, but you may not come until I say." He licked his lips and lifted her legs. He paused a moment and buried himself in her slick pulsing depths. Her pink lips parted in a moan, and whispered words of encouragement. "Harder, Heero. Faster, Heero." She growled. And he obliged her, hovering dangerously close to the edge. She pushed her hips up to meet him, sending sweet shocks of pleasure through his body. He pleaded with his eyes. "Not yet." She hissed. He fairly sobbed with frustration. But he could not stop. Relena closed her eyes and ran her hands over her breasts. She arched her hips up and let out a low keening wail. Her eyes flew open, wild with passion. She said one word. "Now." Heero threw back his head a released a long moan. He thrust into her one final time, spilling himself inside of her. -- Barlteby ********************************************* No matter where you are, my love will be with you. Now, be brave, and don't look back... don't look back. *********************************************