She’d had the thought of asking if she could drive trucks for the company. Would they help her get a truck-driving license? Perhaps she could work at one of their branches while she learned to drive the heavy vehicles. The idea of being in charge of big truck appealed to her, wandering the highways on wheels instead of on foot.
But time and again her mind came back to the men. They were both very lovely to look at and Raleigh was gentle and caring. Kingston seemed very harsh, but underneath it, she believed he had a good heart. No matter how angry he’d seemed he’d never really hurt her. Even when he’d bitten her breast it’d been as she was orgasming and it’d increased her pleasure, not diminished it. However, as to whether she had a future here, she felt that likely they’d get tired of such an obviously inexperienced slave as herself and want her to leave. She’d need to be strong and ask for—what? What did she want? Enough food to provide for her to walk down the mountain? Or a job as a truck driver? The truck driver. That had a future to it. If she walked down the mountain she’d still be hungry and unemployed at the bottom. Training for a real job was much better.
But a little voice deep down in her heart told her that staying here and living with Master Kingston and Master Raleigh would be even better still.
But they could have anyone they wanted and they won’t want me.
Chapter Four
“In other words, what you’re saying is, she’s told us the truth all along. Her father took her money, she hiked up the mountain alone, and she’s perfectly innocent. What’s more, I bet you never thought to feed her today, either,” said Raleigh, staring at his friend who was slouched on his couch, his feet on his coffee table.
A faint wash of color bloomed on Kingston’s cheeks. “I haven’t eaten since breakfast either,” he said.
Raleigh didn’t bother to remind him Andorra hadn’t even had breakfast and it was now past supper time.
“Okay I’ll feed her when I eat myself, but someone could still be behind her, pushing her to get close to me and when she does he’ll be taking control,” said Kingston.
“But who? Her father and his girlfriend are happily getting drunk in the Florida Keys and her stepbrother is somewhere else, busy living his own life.” Raleigh stared at Kingston. It was true the man had been absolutely hounded by women, but he wasn’t the only eligible bachelor in America. There were plenty of others who were just as handsome as him, just as wealthy as him, and far more likely to let a woman take control of their money.
“I don’t know right now, but she’s not in the clear yet either.”
Raleigh grinned. That was a typical Kingston answer. He’d never admit he might be mistaken. “I’d intended to go visit some of the more distant branch offices. Instead of that, why don’t we bring Bronx back here for a few days? He can give us a complete update on his office, then maybe we could send him off to a few others to see how things are going there as well. It’s time to look at expanding once again and finding more clients.”
Kingston nodded. “Yes, I agree. We can’t afford to stagnate. It’s grow or die out there, and Bronx has a good head for business.”
They talked about what Kingston wanted Bronx to do for a few minutes, then Raleigh said, “What say we do something a bit different tomorrow?”
“Like what?”
“I thought we could take Andorra caving. I think she’d enjoy a visit through the Monster Caves and there are no secrets there.” The Monster Caves were the ones the pack showed to people in the business who came up the mountain. They were blocked off with a locked metal gate. Even if someone came through with bolt cutters they couldn’t get lost in these caves, as each one opened into the next with just a few dead ends here and there.
“How will spending a day caving with Andorra help us know if she’s a puppet someone wants to use against me, against the pack?”
Raleigh didn’t really have an answer to that question. He just knew he wanted to be with her and to get to know her better. To understand her as a person, not just as a potential enemy. “I think it’d be good to relate to her out in the world, in real life, person to person,” he said easily.
“All right. Get her coveralls, a helmet, a light, and gloves if you think she’ll need them. I’ll arrange for us all to have a proper breakfast before we go at say, seven thirty. Happy?”
“Yes, Master,” teased Raleigh then ducked as Kingston threw a cushion at him.
* * * *
Andorra was thrilled her laundry was dry by the next morning and happily put on clean clothing after her shower. She’d wondered about getting fully dressed but thought it very likely that Master Kingston would come for her at some time today. Besides, it was unlikely he wouldn’t send her food for the second day, and she didn’t want to be naked if a stranger brought it. She knew in BDSM leaving the slave alone was often a technique used by the Master to make the slave think about what might happen next. Unfortunately she had absolutely no clue whatsoever about what might happen next, but she really hoped it included food.
Then she reminded herself as she’d done so many times in the past few months that thousands of women with wallets full of cash freely chose not to eat in order to lose weight. Likely many of them would appreciate being in her position where there was no temptation to eat chocolate or otherwise break their diet because there was no food here to eat.
She wouldn’t mind the opportunity to explore the men’s bodies either. She could concentrate on that.
When Raleigh knocked on her door so early in the morning she was very surprised, but happy to follow him back to Kingston’s apartment. The smell of coffee, bacon, and eggs when she arrived almost made her dizzy with hunger, and her mouth watered at the thought of a big meal, but she deliberately kept her gaze lowered and her mouth shut. She really didn’t want to do or say anything wrong at this point. She was so hungry that the thought of jeopardizing her chances of a meal were agonizing.
Kingston set a plate full of food in front of her at the table and Raleigh added a gallon container of orange juice and three glasses.
“I’m sorry we forgot to feed you yesterday but we worked straight through the day and well into the evening,” Raleigh said.
“Eat now, we’ve got a busy day ahead of us,” added Master Kingston.
“Thank you,” she said, picking up her fork and trying to eat slowly and savor every bite, instead of gulp it down as she wanted to do.
“We thought we’d take you to the Monster Caves today and show you around,” said Kingston.
“The Monster Caves?” she asked.
“There’s a rock formation inside that looks very much like a monster,” Raleigh explained.
Nothing else was said until their plates were empty and cups of coffee drunk. Then Raleigh showed her the coveralls and other things she needed to put on, and they left the building. This time they walked at right angles from the way she’d arrived, and almost seemed to disappear off the side of the cliff. The mountain was deceptive though because although the slope was steep, it was walkable.
It was at least fifteen minutes of brisk walking later when they rounded a lot of fallen rock, that Andorra saw what must be the entry to the cave. It was a person-sized hole in the side of the cliff, covered by a heavy metal gate that was locked.
Master Kingston unlocked the door and after they’d all passed though he locked it again from the inside. She wondered how many people had keys and if they’d meet others inside here, but didn’t want to ask any questions.
Raleigh showed her how to switch the light clipped to her helmet on, and both he and Master Kingston picked up folding metal ladders which were stacked on a hook by the entry.
“This is not a public cave so there are no guard rails or anything like that. Watch where I walk and follow me closely,” said Master Kingston, swinging the ladder over his shoulder.
At first there was enough light from the opening in the cave to see where they were going, but gradually she realized she was relying more on the light
on her helmet, and the reflected light from Master Kingston in front of her and Master Raleigh behind her, to see. They marched downhill for quite a while, until she thought they must be a long way underground, then the cave opened much wider and the floor was dirt rather than rock.
“You can look around here,” said Raleigh.
Carefully she walked around the walls, looking up at the various rock formations. There were some amazing shapes, but nothing more surprising or beautiful than those she’d seen on the climb up the mountain. It was just that these ones were special because they were inside the mountain..
Again they hiked down a long passageway, which opened into a second large cave. This time the men stopped right in the doorway.
“Walk forward three or four paces then look up,” said Raleigh.
She did as instructed and gasped. There was the monster, much bigger than a person, with stocky legs, long arms hanging almost to the ground, a round body, and a big head. His eyes were deep holes high up under his forehead and he had a long nose and wide grin. Andorra walked closer to him and saw his mouth was a strip of darker colored rock, and his eyes were dips in the rock. “Are his eyes caves?” she asked.
“We’re about to show you.”
The men put the first folding metal ladder on the ground then somehow snapped the two ladders together, making them reach up to the monster’s shoulder. Kingston climbed the ladder and beckoned to her. She followed more slowly and carefully, but the ladder was perfectly sturdy and didn’t even wobble. She watched carefully as Kingston held onto the monster while sliding his booted feet along the monster’s shoulder then pulled himself up into the nearest eye.
She wasn’t sure how she’d manage but found plenty of places on the rocky surface of the monster’s face to grip onto as she crossed his shoulder. Holding onto his nose tightly with her right hand, she rested her left knee on the edge of his eye and slid through the hole. As soon as she did she could see this was another much smaller cave and that the other eye led here as well. She crossed the cave and looked out of the second eye as Raleigh climbed up the ladder and joined them.
“This’s amazing. Imagine being inside the monster’s head.” Andorra stared all around the larger cave from inside the monster, getting quite a different appreciation for the dimensions of it from right up here. She was likely fifteen feet above the ground, and the roof of the outer cave was well above the monster’s head. The rock formations looked larger and more dramatic from up here, too, possibly because she was closer to them.
She watched carefully to see how Kingston exited from the inner cave, copying him exactly, until she was safe on the ground again. Raleigh and Kingston unlocked the two ladders but left them on the ground as they turned and kept walking.
“I understand not carrying the ladders if we don’t need them, but why did you put them on the ground?” she asked,
“If someone else came in while we’re gone and climbed into the monster we wouldn’t know. But now, the ladder will be up so they can get out again, which will be a signal for us,” explained Raleigh.
“Oh. Of course.”
“You’re right about not needing the ladders again, but also we’re about to go through the tube, which is quite narrow, so it’s good not to carry anything extra as well,” added Kingston.
When Andorra saw the tube she agreed about not carrying anything extra. Kingston’s broad shoulders were a tight fit through the entry. They all had to lie on the ground and wiggle through a narrow gap under a big rock, then through a tight hole between two huge stones into the next cave. But the stalactites and stalagmites made it very worth seeing.
“The stalactites are the ones coming down from the roof,” said Raleigh.
“And the stalagmites are the ones growing up from the floor,” she finished for him.
“The skinny ones are straws and the ones that look like fabric are called drapery. Most of the stalagmites are columns,” added Kingston.
“This is just so amazing.” Andorra knew she wasn’t supposed to touch such things, something about the grease on a person’s skin interacting with the limestone or something, but she stood very close so she could fully absorb their beauty.
They spent the next hour moving from cave to cave. Some of them were almost bare, others had interesting nooks and crannies, others again were amazing shapes, but Andorra’s favorite remained the one with the stalactites, although the monster was a close second.
When they finally left the caves, and Kingston had locked the metal gate from the outside, he led them off at a tangent from the way back to the building, what she assumed must be the company’s head office. She soon realized they were actually circling around a rocky outcrop and eventually they reached a sheltered area of lush grass and tall trees. At the center of it was a tiny spring.
“Are you thirsty? This water is clean and fresh,” asked Raleigh.
She kneeled beside the water and dipped her hand into the small pool. The water was cold and clear. She licked a finger and it tasted fresh, as Raleigh had said, so she cupped her hands and drank, as did both men. She sat back on her heels and looked around the secluded glade. “This is really pretty. I like it here.”
They sat on the soft green grass and talked for a while. Andorra enjoyed relaxing in the sunshine and just being herself. She realized she was thinking of the men as Kingston and Raleigh now, not as Master Kingston, and Master Raleigh, and for the first time she wondered if they had other names. Were the names they used given names or surnames? But more important was the fact that they were relating to her as friends and companions, not as Master and slave. It was the first time Kingston had been free and open with her. Usually he held her very much at arm’s length as if he didn’t trust her. She wondered why he was wary of her. Because she’d trespassed on his land? Or had she done something else wrong that she didn’t even know about as yet?
* * * *
Raleigh lay back on an elbow and stared at Andorra. She was really quite beautiful. Her hair shone in the sunlight with red and gold threads among the brown. Her dark brown eyes sparkled with happiness and it struck him that he’d never seen her so content before. She was relaxed, at ease, and completely happy. Pretty much exactly how he felt. Apart from the fact that just looking at her made his dick grow hard. He was always hard around her. He wanted her more than he’d ever wanted anyone before.
“The sun is quite warm. Why don’t you take off your clothes? Maybe you could get an all-over tan.”
“I’ll take my clothing off if you do, too,” she replied grinning at him.
“Not a problem.” He sat up and unlaced his boots, then wiggled out of his coverall. They’d all already removed their helmets when they first arrived. He glanced across at her and she’d stood up and neatly laid the coverall on her boots. She was stripping out of her jeans now. He shed his pants and shirt in double quick time, and lastly removed his briefs. Beside him Kingston was watching them but was still wearing everything except the hard hat and his boots.
“Afraid of getting a sunburn?” he teased his friend.
“I was just admiring the scenery,” Kingston replied.
Yeah, the scenery was mighty fine and getting better by the minute as Andorra stripped out of the last of her underwear and sat cross-legged on the grass, looking at him.
He lay flat on his back, spreading his legs wide and letting his cock extend up toward his bellybutton. “See anything you like?”
“May I play with you?” she asked a bit hesitantly.
“Please do.”
Much to his surprise she began by stroking his chin, his jaw line, and his neck, only gradually moving down to pet his abs and his nipples. When she finally put her mouth on his skin, it was to lick a line across his chest. He estimated she spent five minutes touching him very gently here and there, not in a sexual way although he was most definitely aroused by it.
“Now me,” said Kingston when Andorra finally sat back away from him.
Raleigh watched
her mouth break into a tiny grin as she moved closer to Kingston. Once again she surprised him by stroking Kingston’s thighs, tracing the line of his muscles and petting his knees. Kingston’s cock was bouncing and waving, trying to attract her attention, but she ignored it as she trailed her hands over Kingston’s body, just as she’d done his.
“Sit on my cock,” ordered Kingston. But Raleigh noted his voice wasn’t as harsh as it often was. It was definitely an order, but at a much lower level of power than he used normally.
Andorra seemed to recognize this because she straddled Kingston’s body, but stroked her pussy over his thighs. His thighs seemed to have some kind of attraction to her, because she’d petted them before. He knew her cunt would be wet and that she was teasing Kingston with her arousal. Raleigh moved up behind her, and when she settled on Kingston’s lap he sat behind her, his arms around her and his hands over her breasts.
Raleigh cupped her breasts and teased her nipples, loving it when she rested her head back against his body. He felt her slide down on Kingston, absorbing his friend’s cock, and he could tell she was setting the pace this time, not Kingston. And her pace was very slow and gradual as she rose up and down on Raleigh’s cock.
He kept his hands on her skin, stroking and teasing until she shuddered in release, and then he lay beside them as Kingston rolled himself and Andorra onto their sides. But he couldn’t keep his hands off her for long. He buried his aching dick in the crack between her soft butt cheeks, and rubbed her hip, gradually letting his hand move lower. She opened her legs for him, and he slid his fingers along her slit, finding her clit and teasing it. Andorra was still very aroused, moving her hips against his hand the moment he touched her.
Finally he couldn’t wait any longer. “On your hands and knees, please,” he said. He kneeled behind her, gripped her hips, and slid his hungry dick into her hot cunt. She was swollen and tight and he had to push his way in, but she was wet and welcoming. He knew he wasn’t going to last long, so as soon as he was balls deep inside her, he put his finger back on her clit, determined to drive her to release along with him.
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