Hope

3 - Going Slow. 1458 words

Hope and I walked into the dining room for dinner. Rosemary came to our table. "Hi Hope. Do you feel better?" Hope nodded. "How about if I get you some soup and toast? When you are full, stop eating. You can eat again later when you are hungry. Is that ok?" Hope nodded. Rosemary returned with the soup, toast, and a herbal tea for Hope, and a platter of meats, potatoes, and vegetables, and water for Thomas. She asked Hope if the soup was ok. She nodded.

Thomas asked Hope if she would like to taste any of his food as he placed a fork with a small amount of meat to her lips. She nodded no. "Please let me spoil you." She opened her mouth. The meat was delicious. She went back to her soup. "Hope, have a little more meat," as he placed his fork to her lips. She had a little more of his food.

Some of Thomas' friends joined them. She kept her eyes low as everybody was talking. Thomas mind-linked Rosemary to bring food to the room later.

When dinner was finished, they went back to Thomas' room. They sat on the couch, and he turned on the TV. She did not kneel on the floor this time. "Hope, what are you thinking about?"

Hope did not look up. "Do your friends visit? How would you like me to entertain them?"

"Are you asking me if I expect you to sexually entertain them?" Thomas asked.

"I want to please you. If showing your friends that I would do anything you request ......"

Thomas interrupted her, "Do you enjoy being the entertainment?"

She nodded no, "But my feelings are irrelevant. Only your feelings are important. Sir trained me to serve. Anything Sir requests must be done, his pleasure comes first."

"I am not Sir. I am your mate. You never have to have sex unless you want to have sex, not even with me. It is your choice."

"Am I not a good enough servant?"

"Hope, you are not my servant. You are my mate. Were you ever allowed to say no? Were you ever allowed to be happy?"

"Toys do not say no. My happiness is irrelevant. The more I was sad, and in need, the happier 'Sir' was. Because he gave his mate nothing but pleasure, I was his reward. I gave him nothing but pleasure. But I was not allowed pleasure"

Thomas carefully asked the next question. "What pleasures did he require from you?"

"It pleased him that I was always kneeling at his feet. It pleased him when his son molested me, but his son was not allowed to have sex with me because I was a Toy. Sir had a private room. Sometimes, he would invite men over. I would be ordered to entertain them while he watched. The rougher the men were the more pleasure Sir received. He would order me to go to each one in turn. They were allowed to manhandle me, they were allowed to demand BJs, but only he could enter me. The more I begged the happier he was. When the men were done with me, he would thrust his manhood in me, the more it hurt, the bigger he became. I was ordered to let him know when I was about to cum so he could punish me. I was not allowed pleasure. He always pulled out laughing at me. His friends would masturbate while he used me. They would all cum at the same time pouring their seed on me as I was tossed to the floor. I was required to lick each one of them clean with their seed on my body. If they came again while i was licking them clean, 'Sir' would slap my face and the men would laugh. They would put money in a bowl. They couldn't wait to use me again. He only had 2 rules for the men. The could not f**k me and I wasn't allowed to cum. When they left he would put me in a cold shower. He said toys don't have needs. They are to be played with. Sometimes he would play with my pussy, he loved to watch me squirm, but he would always stop when I needed him to finish and he would smirk. He taught me to masterbate while he watched. His manhood would become so huge as he reminded me that I was for his pleasure and not mine. He said watching me suffer because I was frustrated gave him pleasure."

Thomas growled. He was going to kill him.

Hope jumped.

"I am sorry. I did not want to scare you. Would you like to watch more TV? How about science fiction. We could watch Star Trek, people who travel in outer space." Hope nodded. He realized she would not disagree. They sat on the couch side by side with Thomas holding her hands. Hope clapped when the show ended. Thomas smiled.

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There was a knock at the door. "Come in," Thomas said. Rosemary had a tray with more soup, and some treats. There was also a picture of water. "Rosemary would you like to join us?" Thomas asked. Hope looked surprised. Hope tried to serve Thomas and Rosemary.

They laughed. "Hope, you do not have to serve us. We can serve ourselves," Rosemary stated.

Thomas took a plate and asked,"Hope, what would you like? I would like to serve you. " Hope pointed to an apple Tart. He placed on the plate and gave it to her. Then he poured her a glass of water. She hesitantly tasted the Tart. Then she smiled.

"Do you like it?" Rosemary asked. Hope smiled. She kept nibbling at the tart. Rosemary left the picture of water and the tarts.

After talking for a while, Rosemary got up. "Good night Hope," and she left.

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"Hope, are you tired? Would you like to sleep?" Thomas asked.

Hope nodded and headed to lay on the floor next to the bed.

"Hope, honey. Please do not lay on the floor."

"Where do you want me?" Hope asked.

Thomas went in the closet, and came out with one of his T-shirts. "Here Hope change into this. You will be more comfortable."

Hope started to take off her clothes in front of Thomas. "As much as I would love to see you naked, you have a right to your privacy until you want me to see you naked. I will be right back." Thomas walked out of the room and leaned on the hallway wall. Hope changed into his T-shirt. It was long on her. She found his scent on his shirt comforting. When the room became quiet, Thomas came back in. Hope was standing there in his T-shirt. She was beautiful. He walked over to the bed and lifted the blanket. Hope eyes became wide. "Hope, would you like to sleep? Come to bed." Hope sat on the bed. She wasn't sure. "Hope, I cannot tuck you in if you do not put your head on the pillow." Hope, laid down. Thomas covered her with the blanket. Hope never felt so comfortable. She didn't know why, but she felt safe. She fell asleep He wanted to crawl into bed next to her. Instead, he kissed her forehead and wished her a good night. He grabbed a pillow and blanket and went to the couch.

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Thomas could not sleep. He wanted to know who did this to his mate. He was going to find them and punish them. She is so beautiful and kind. She deserved so much better. He was going to make sure that for now on she was happy and spoiled. He was going to protect her with his life.

He woke up to crying. "It hurts. I won't cum I promise. Don't hurt me," Hope was crying.

He was next to her trying to wake her. "Hope, I won't hurt you. You are safe here. I will protect you. Wake up Hope. You are safe."

Hope slowly opened her eyes. "Did I wake you? I am sorry. Please don't punish me," she whispered.

He sat on the of her bed, and wrapped his arms around her trying to protect her from the nightmare. "Hope, you had a nightmare. Are you ok? I will not hurt you. I will protect you," as he kissed her tears. The butterflies were back. She dozed off in his arms. He stayed still as she slept protecting her from her nightmares. Thomas Hope the doctors would be able to help her.

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Is Thomas going to fast? To slow?

Does Hope understand why his scent is comforting?

Please vote and comment. Thanks.