The Christmas Package · Part 1 (1/2)
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This was a special time of year for the lovely earth girl. Not since she had been kidnapped to Gor many years ago had she celebrated the earth holiday called Christmas.
Her master was sent to earth by the priest kings on a mission and had consented to bring her with him.
The girl was given the name nikko by her master when she was ko`lared by him. Nikko has red hair that falls to her shoulders and a smile in her eyes that comes from within.
To pass the nights on Gor, Nikko had told her master of the wonderful customs and festivities that are celebrated on earth at this time of year.
From the different food and drink, decorations, songs and of course the presents. Nikko had spent hours and hours describing in great detail all of this to her beloved master.
Nikko's master was on a scouting mission to find the best girls that earth had to offer in the way of beauty, intelligence and poise. These girls would be then marked for abduction to Gor and be put into slavery, exactly as had been done with nikko.
To this end, the master of nikko had arranged to be at a gathering of beautiful earth girls.
This was an earth celebration called a Christmas party. The party was to be hosted by an agent of Gor posing as the owner of a modeling agency. She had taken the earth name Patty and as with all Gorean women was striking in her beauty. Patty not only is exceedingly beautiful, she has charm and excellent business sense and has gathered the best of the best for her little gathering.
Patty had arranged for Master and nikko to stay at a penthouse suite while they were on earth.
The suite was on the top floor of the office building that Patty ran her agency out of. The party was to take place in a large room that was especially set up for entertaining large crowds. Nikko smiled as she saw her master walk into the large bedroom where she had been told to wait.
Nikkos master was a powerfully built man with large strong hands. She loved the way his eyes twinkled when he had mischief in his heart. He was extremely confident of himself and commanded respect from all he touched. Master spoke with his eyes and body more than he did with words, but when words were spoken there was no mistaking the meaning.
With purpose Master strode over to his kajira and took her into his powerful arms. Nikko quivered like an excited puppy as master kissed her silky neck over and over.
The love, respect and affection between this master and his kajira were legendary throughout all of Gor. Admired by many and despised by some for the closeness that these lovers shared, this masters concern was only for his jewel he called the kajira nikko.
Steping back from the kajira, master begins to undo the silk blouse of nikko. Button by button the blouse slowly opens to reveal the large firm breasts of the slave girl.
She knows to move her shoulders to assist her lover and master in removing this garment of earth. Pulling nikko close to him, master unzips her skirt and it falls to the ground. Nikko can hardly suppress a giggle as her master falls to his knees and starts to remove her nylons with his teeth. Hot breath warms her thighs as master works slowly and methodically down nikkos legs to her feet. A quick pull and the nylons are off.
While on his knees, master cups nikkos buttocks in his hands and draws her close to him. Suddenly and with the tenacity of a hungry wolf with a meaty bosk bone, master tears off the panties of his surprised and rather gleeful kajira. With the flourish of a bullfighter master whips off nikkos bra and lets out the earthly yell, “OLE!” There she stands, a perfect kajira and perfectly naked.
Nikkos eyes catch fire as master commands her to fetch his sack. This kajira has never been disappointed at not only the contents of this wonderful sack, but the skill in which master uses the implements of erotic punishment. Hurriedly she obeys and places the sack at his feet her heart pounding with excitement.
A wicked smile comes across masters’ face as he opens the sack and empties the contents on the floor.
Nikkos hand instinctively finds her moist mound as she surveys all the delicious items spread before her.
A black corset that laces up in the back is handed to nikko by her master and without a moment’s hesitation the kajira steps into it. The only language spoken between master and kajira is an unspoken one. Nikko turns her back to master so that he may tighten the corset around her body. Master pulls tight and the corset presses into nikko making her form a perfect hourglass shape.
Her breast are pushed up and out over the cups of the corset. The cups are half cups so that hard nipples present themselves over the top of the corset.
Next master takes two of the finest black silk stockings that the kajira has ever seen and places them into her hands. The sensation of the silk is incredibly erotic.
Nikko cannot but help to place the smooth silk against her cheeks to feel its softness. Pointing a toe towards master as a signal to caress her legs with this wonderment, master proceeds to pull the stocking over a tiny foot and up a well-formed sensual leg. This is repeated on the other leg and the tops are fastened to the bottom of the corset.
There are hundreds of feet of colored cotton rope on the floor cut to various lengths. Nikko smiles as she notes that the rope is of the traditional red and green.
The thought of being wrapped up like a Christmas present has been a fantasy of the kajira for as long as she can remember. Was this to be her
Christmas wish come true?
Instinctively nikko crosses her tiny wrists behind her back and presents them to master, her lover, her protector. Master is truly a master with the science of bondage.
So good in fact he has elevated it to an art form. Butterflies attack the insides of the kajiras’ belly as the rope is tightened around her wrists.
Looking over her shoulder she can just make out the intricacies of her wrist bondage. It is remarkably tight, skillfully applied and neat as the pantry that she keeps in her masters’ den back on Gor.
Nikko can feel her nectar start to trickle down the inside of her thigh as master starts the elbow bondage. Twelve turns of rope are round around the elbows of the kajira, each one pulled up tight drawing nikkos’ elbows together so they are but and inch or two apart. Twelve turns for the twelve days of
Christmas nikko wonders. Master cinches the elbow ropes securing them so impossibly well.
with the elbow bounds, nikkos face is flushed with excitement. Her heart wants to pound its way out of her chest as her darling master kneels down and starts to do his magic on her ankles. Again twelve wraps of colored rope. Master is making the bondage very neat and very tight. His eyes dance as the ankle ropes are completed and another long length of rope is brushed against the knees of his slave.
Nikkos master does this as a tease as he has plans to add something special to this bondage.
Reaching to the nest of toys, master selects a set of ben-wa-balls. These were especially made for nikko as a gift from her master. A craftsman of great skill and cunning has spent considerable time and effort to make these fit not only precisely for nikko but has an interesting feature unique to earth. Master took great delight in the discovery that these little pleasure balls could be made to vibrate with electricity. The craftsman has thoughtfully supplied a remote device to activate the balls.
Slowly and with great care master inserts the ben-wa-balls deep inside the slippery cavity of his kajira. Nikko presses hard up against masters working hands but is frustrated as he pulls back.
Silently master now binds nikkos knees. Juices are starting to flow like a flooded stream in spring down the legs of the hapless kajira. Butterflies have turned into a nest of angry hornets in her belly and fire is rolling out her nostrils.
The master of the ropes finishes with the knee bondage and stands up facing his kajira. Master has a small smile on the side of his mouth as he presses up against this bound package of sexuality. Nikkos tongue lashes out like an asp in search of her masters’ lips as she feels his hardness against her. Master pulls away denying the kajira his moist lips and goes to the pile of goodies that lay on the floor.
Small sets of nipple clamps with tiny bells attached are selected from the inventory. Master gently sucks on one of nikkos nipples to bring it to a full state of erectness.
Slowly his tongue works around and around this delectable and sensitive area until his kajira can stand it no longer… Master breaks away and gently blows on the moist nipple.
Nikko feels a small jolt fire through her body as her Master tightens the clamp upon her nipple.
Naturally the same treatment is lovingly given to the other nipple, as
Master wants a matched set. The tiny bells tinkle as nikko playfully moves her chest back and forth and she is absolutely delighted at the sound that these tiny golden trinkets make!
Master now places his kajira sitting on the floor with her knees drawn up close to her chest.
A long length of rope is doubled in two and threaded through the ring on the front of her collar. Nikko is proud to wear her masters’ collar, a permanent symbol of her love and servitude to this man that had the strength and knowledge to tame her. She lifts her chin high as he ties the rope to the collar ring and brings it down to her knees.
The rope gently brings nikkos bound knees up tight against her chest and Master makes twelve passes though the collar ring and back down to her knees. Nikko squirms in her ropes as her Master, now showing signs of excitement himself over his art work, finishes off the knee to neck tie.
Emerald eyes of the Master blaze as he places his kajira on her side and begins the final stages of the bondage. Yet another length of rope is taken from the pile on the floor and is doubled and looped around the tightly bound ankles of the hapless slave girl. Ankles are brought up tight against her butt as Rope Master loops the other end of the rope around slender bound wrists and pulls up tight. Nikko lets out a soft groan as the final knot is tied off.
There she lays, a kajira in complete bondage. Wrists bound so tightly and tied with the most intricate knots imaginable. Elbows close together and deliciously secure. Ankles and knees tied in such as way as to suggest permanency.
Knees to chest and ankles up in a hogtie position.
Master stands back and admires his creation. Even he is impressed with the minutiae of the rope work and how stunning it looks on his kajira. Passion starts to boil up within him as he sees this creature of desire bound at his feet.
The earth dress that nikko has suggested to him was the perfect touch he thought. But this is Christmas and Master has not yet put the ribbon on this package from the Gods. The rope was for security; the ribbon will be part of the façade.
Patty, the agent of Gor and Mistress of this lair enters the room at this point and glides over to Master. Resting her arms on one of the muscular shoulders of this man she calls the cunning one, a smile crosses her face as she surveys the handiwork of this Gorean Master. Poor nikko can only look up at the two and wonder what is to happen next.
The eyes of Master and Mistress meet, the communication between them is instantaneous and they are in agreement on something. Even nikko in her state of absolute bondage can feel that there is more to come. Master, with a gracious wave of his arms gives permission for Mistress to proceed.
Within moments nikko finds herself surrounded by rolls and rolls of colorful ribbon of exceptional quality and exquisite texture. Slowly and methodically Mistress covers the bonds of nikko with the ribbon. It is the intention of Mistress to wrap this fabulous morsel in such a way as to hide all traces of the rope so that it appears that ribbon and only ribbon is holding her in place.
A casual observer would guess that she could break free at will, which of course is exactly what Master wants.
Nikko squirms as Mistress completes her work and takes pleasure at the attention that the fingers of this goddess from Gor are paying to her. Small liberties are taken by mistress as is her right and some may even say, duty. For it takes many earth years to train a kajira to feel her sexuality and every opportunity that presents itself to continue with that training must be acted upon.
After an eternity of Mistress wrapping, tying, tapping and tickling the poor kajira named nikko, Master hands the tormentor of nikko a red Santa sack. Between the two bound and wrapped nikko is placed into the sack and the top is knotted around her neck. Finally the job is complete and the slave can sit in her bondage and savor its delights. As a last test, Master t
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