Naked for Her Two Masters(15)

He sat on her couch and asked her, “What’s your opinion of Andorra? Is she telling the truth? Or perhaps, the truth as she knows it?”

“She seemed perfectly genuine to me. She spoke of her family with affection, even though her father sounds like a douchebag. It was almost as if she blamed herself for not moving her money to a bank account he didn’t know about, rather than blaming him for taking her money. She made no attempt to ask me questions about the pack or to see things she shouldn’t have. She didn’t ask where our business offices were or anything like that.”

“What about Andorra as a person?”

Nevis grinned at him. “I really like her, Raleigh. She is sensible and smart, and I enjoyed spending time with her. If you let her stay here I’ll be happy to call her my friend.”

“So you believe her crazy story?”

“Yes I do. And I wish her well.”

“Thanks, Nevis.”

Thoughtfully Raleigh walked back to Kingston’s apartment. Nevis was a smart woman. He knew she wanted a Dom of her own, but she wasn’t right for him and Kingston. She was also a bit older. Likely she needed an older man. Or men. Like Bronx, for example. He was the manager of one of their more distant offices. Perhaps it was time to bring him back here so Nevis could meet him.

When he opened the door to Kingston’s apartment the smell of spices, onions, and garlic wafted past his nose. “Damn, that smells good.”

Three plates and forks had been set on the table, along with three glasses. Andorra was stirring a pan on the stove. While he watched she drained pasta, tipped it into a large glass bowl she had waiting, then she emptied the pan she’d been stirring on top off the pasta, and mixed the ingredients all together. She carried the bowl over to the table and said quietly, “The meal is ready, Master.”

Raleigh watched Kingston stand up and walk from the bed, his hand still on his dick. “Kneel in front of me slave.”

Andorra did as she was told and Raleigh wondered if Kingston was going to make her suck him off again. Kingston’s cock was very red. It wouldn’t take much to finish him.

“Look up.”

Andorra lifted her head as Kingston twisted his hand on his cock, tugging fiercely half a dozen times, and then he shot his seed onto her breasts.

“Now we can eat,” said Kingston.



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Kingston watched Andorra as they ate the meal. He had to admit she’d done a good job with the food. The pasta was filling and the sauce full of vegetables and flavor. Putting a half hour time limit on her had been deliberate. Most people could pull a meal together if they had plenty of time, but she’d said she was hungry now and he’d wanted to know if she really could cook. He supposed he still didn’t actually know for sure she could, but she’d been able to recognize the potential with what was in his refrigerator and on the shelf of his pantry and had combined them in a tasty dish.

He also noticed she’d obeyed him over the two glasses of water. Or maybe she wasn’t really thirsty at all. She’d drunk a glass when she’d started cooking, and she’d sipped a second glass of water with her meal. He picked up her empty glass, took it to the sink and filled it with cold water from the tap. “Drink,” he said placing it in front of her.

She smiled at him. “Thank you,” she said softly, drinking half of it immediately, then sipping the rest. Okay, she’s thirsty.

When they finished eating she took their plates to the sink, rinsed them and loaded the dishwasher, then waited for instructions. Either she was playing her part to the finish, or she’d accepted he was her Master for now.

“Get dressed and I’ll take you to your room.”

It only took her a few minutes to slip into her jeans, sweater, and boots on before shouldering her backpack. He was slower than she’d been. Then he and Raleigh escorted her along the hallway to a small guestroom. He unlocked the door and waved her in. “Stay here until I fetch you,” he ordered.

Then he locked the door.

Raleigh followed him back to his apartment and neither of them said anything until they were inside and sitting on the couch. “Well, what do you think?”

“I think you’ve been very, very hard on her, unnecessarily hard, and she’s come though the tests extremely well. Nevis thinks she’s genuine and I do, too.”

“Based on what?” asked Kingston. He wanted to believe she was innocent and theirs. His dick had never wanted anyone the way it wanted her. But he couldn’t run the pack with his dick, unfortunately.

“None of the women we’ve met in the past would have tolerated being treated the way you’ve dealt with Andorra. Hell, none of them would have lasted five minutes, far less gotten out of bed and cooked a meal.”