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Strydor the only Man that enjoys fruit in such ways as to make a lady blush and a woman sweat watch for the Man that has such passion twas a normal day sitting here with the bunch as the cool draft of the air that kept us at a chilled temperature wafted over me .. talking with My buddies, all fresh from the vine as we figured it was just a normal passing of the day but alas, I was soon to find that pleasure and pain did await Me this day the room was dark, as is expected in a cooler, and the conversation was of those sunny days and the warm summer breeze that did tease use with its freedom as we all hung ripening on that vine, remembering the day that we were plucked, thinking that freedom was going to be ours .. seeing the bushel basket of the farmer nearing, our joy was confounded also by fear - for we knew not what was coming and now we ended up in this dark room with its constant coolness, speaking of times long past for us in the sun the door opens suddenly, and the light blinds us as we see the beautiful form of a girl enter, as has done so many times since we were placed upon this shelf in this room, and as our sight adjusted we had a funny feeling that something was new this day hearing her humm as she joyfully moved about the servery we see her head to the wine skins which seems to be a favorite place for these wenches to travel to .. she slips out and closes the door and we sigh assuming that that will be our only glimpse of any for a time just as we begin again to discuss our time missed spent in the sun, the door opens again and this time the girl looks about seeking something which she is not sure of where it is, and finally smiles a beautiful smile as she looks upon the bunch of us a ripple courses through us wondering what is to be our fate now as the girls tiny hands reaches into the large bowl and begins to pluck, first My near brother, then a sister, one after another, then spying Me I here her whistle and say "my aren't you a nice plump juicy one" feeling her fingers upon My skin as it plucks me from the stem that I have hung for so long, suddenly I rejoice "Freedom at last" and I join My comrades in the small bowl the girl has with her looking upon her we see that she is indeed a fine and fair specimen of the kajira one that is radiant in her beauty and that absolutely shines with her desire to serve and please .. again we here her sweet voice as she humms, setting us on a counter while she finishes in the servery preparing we know not what looking over the brim of this bowl is a sad thing to do, for we only catch a glimpse of things. The bota rises, hearing the gentle pour of liquid to vessel, the cork being pounded back in, the click of the cool room door and the slam .. our bowl moves suddenly and we jostle about suddenly her fair smile again comes into view and we feel a steady movement as though we are being carried on a platter .. hearing the slight jostle of the liquid in the vessel next to us we wonder between ourselves what our fate is to be .. the light grows brighter as we see the many torches and candles that light the room that we enter I note the girls eyes downcast but filled with joy as she smiles, her humming lowering till it stops and suddenly - the ground seems to fall beneath us as suddenly we drop several feet and feel the jostle and stillness. I can only assume we in the tray have again been set upon something firm probably the floor suddenly her voice rings out "Master as you commanded so have I obeyed .. bringing You sweet wine and fresh grapes " we see the goblet, a fine selection one of the houses best, raise to her heart as she waits and again we hear her voice "Master would you like this humble girl to kiss the drink or taste for your safety?" her eyes downcast as she waits patiently for an answer the silence is thick for a moment and I wonder what is going on. Then suddenly a low clear voice that is confident and commanding yet gentle and kind comes through the air "girl your kiss to sweeten the wine would be most welcomed from one as fair as you, but the taste is not necessary for I trust this house and know of My safety under its roof" "yes Master" is the only sound we hear, yet it is said with pleasure and joy as we watch the girl (its all we can see from the bowl we sit in). she raises the goblet to her lips and pressing its rim to her lips we see the joy with which she applies her lips and the happiness in her serve to a Master .. then we watch as she kneels forward holding the goblet forth "Master, fresh Ka-la-na wine - chilled as you requested - this girl prays only that you found her serve of such to be a little pleasing and that the drink truly quenches the thirst from your travels" we here her soft voice sound out true and almost a whisper sounds with which I cannot place then transpire and I try to see more over the brim of this bowl I am captive in .. whispers amongst us asking "what can you see I'm on the bottom" , "what is going on" , "are we going to be set free to grow" , "tell Me what you see" and more rustle amongst as as I watch with interest and listen again that commanding, confident voice rings out "girl your serve was pleasing and the wine truly wonderful. Now for those grapes, I trust you do know how they are served?" I see the girl blush as an uncertain smile passes over her lips "Master I know of how My former Master enjoyed their serve, and this girl can only pray it is the same as You speak. if not this girl would be most willing to learn how it is that you enjoy then served, if it pleases You" suddenly a stir passes through us "Served" what do they mean served? .. what is going on? what is this that they speak of? Suddenly, uncertainty replaces our wonder as we try to see more out of the bowl that clear cool voice of confidence, knowledge of who He is, passes over us again as we hear him speak "girl I know how I enjoy such, but always have I curiousity. So let Me see how it is that your Master enjoyed the serving of such wonderful fruit and I shall judge if it is the same as Mine, or if it is better, or as pleasant and one I should keep in Mind for the next time I ask for ta`grapes" I see the girl smile brightly, though a hope in her eyes is clear that she pleases this Master as she calls Him is plain for Me to see her voice a bit shaken, though she tries to remain calm, as her nerves get the better of her for I can plainly see she is attracted to the Master I have yet to see and wants nothing more than to please "yes Master this girl is happy to do as you bid " .. suddenly I see her hand reaching for us .. which of us will it be what is going to happen and a thousand other questions echo in our minds? as the tiny fingers loom larger and larger towards us, we wonder and I see her eyes scanning us, seeking, and she smile. Suddenly I realize it is Me she intends upon taking .. i hear her whisper barely audible "this must be the best of the bunch. truly this one is sweet for the Master " suddenly fear courses through Me. i can see all around. The room is full, many people are about. girls serving, cleaning, moving with purpose. Masters sitting ,conversing, watching, enjoying the kajira in all manner of way and suddenly My attention is again focused on what is going on to Me her finger squeezing me gently as though she was afraid to hurt me and I enjoy her soft touch .. her lips raising closer and I wonder if I am going to be kissed by such sweet things before being set free and her mouth opens ... TEETH! i nearly faint as i feel the sharp instruments gripping Me, yet they dont bite merely hold Me tenderly I am lost in wonder. her breath is sweet and warm, reminding me again of that summer breeze as i hung on that vine and i am lost wondering what is in store .. her lips are soft, barely brushing My skin. as she moves, i feel and see the Master looming closer "now what is going on" i think to Myself I can see nothing much now as the girl has moved within inches of the Master. I feel His commanding presence and I see a gleam in His eye .. suddenly I see barely as his arm reaches out to grab the girl by the hair and we are pulled to Him ... darkness .. two sets of lips pressing against Me, one barely sweetly that is the girls - the other now firm commanding in control as I feel more sensations, since now it is black dark .. what is that .. something moves over me tracing My skin, tasting Me but also the girl .. yes definitely more attention to the girls lips, her mouth now its beneath Me .. its his tongue I realize, hot and wet as it probes beneath Me. then suddenly I am moved. Ifeel a sudden pressure as his teeth take hold. I try to scream. no i dont want this yet! I realize I am but a part of the pleasure this Master is taking from this girl My skin bursts and My sweet fluids flow about his mouth, and I think this is the end, but suddenly his lips part and his tongue moves and presses part of Me into her mouth. I feel her tongue seeking, wanting to dance with his but uncertain .. i can sense she enjoys the sweetness of me, and I enjoy the softness of her mouth. I am being shared in a moment of bliss between one totally in control and one totally giving .. the kiss parts, and slowly I slide into oblivion having been served in a most delightful way. I can only hope that My brothers and sisters can enjoy such an ending
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