Verena and The Stableboy, Kaitlynn Tye. [OC] [Fantasy] [Femdom] [BDSM] [Milking] [CBT]

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**Chapter 1- The Stable Boy**


Paul was horrified that he agreed to this. Is she really going to paddle me? He wondered as he paced back and forth in front of the castle door. Is Verena really going to spank me with all those other women watching? He didn't know why he agreed to it, but he still wanted to work there. The stables needed a stable boy, and he would be damned if was going to ever see another young man taking the pre-dawn walk up to the Wallachian castle to enjoy the privilege of readying the horses for Goddess Verena or her menagerie of lesbian servants.


He was pacing in front of the door, knowing he should just walk away. There will always be new jobs. He said this to himself the entire way over. But one simple question overrode those: What if I can never gaze upon Verena again?


So, he knocked.


Verena's voice called out from inside, "Enter."


Paul took a deep breath and pushed open the door. He stepped inside the room and immediately felt a wave of heat wash over him. The room was dimly lit by candles flickering in the corners. Verena sat in a large chair, dressed in black leather, the same as her assistants who stood behind her. The smell of leather, wood, and something sweet that he couldn't place filled the air.


Verena looked up at him and smiled. "Ah, Paul, you've arrived. I was afraid you'd changed your mind."


Paul swallowed hard, unable to tear his gaze away from her. "No, I'm still willing to work here."


Verena's smile grew wider. "Excellent." She stood up from the chair and walked towards him. She stopped in front of him, and he felt her breath on his cheek. "You know, Paul, there's something I require from my stable boys. Do you know what that is?"


Paul shook his head, unable to speak.


Verena chuckled. "Discipline. I require discipline from all of my servants." She walked over to a table and picked up a paddle. She turned to face him again. "That's why I like to administer spankings to my stable boys. It helps keep them in line."


Paul's eyes widened at the sight of the paddle. He had heard rumors that Verena was strict with her servants, but he never thought he would be on the receiving end. "I-I understand," he stammered.


Verena held up the thick, dark-maple, paddle. "Good. Now, bend over."


Paul hesitated for a moment, but the look on Verena's face told him she wasn't one to be disobeyed. He slowly bent over, his hands bracing against the cold wooden table in front of him. Her hands traipsed down his spine, before latching onto the waistband of his linen pants and ripping them down. He felt the cool air on his now exposed backside and tried to steady his racing heart.


Verena walked up behind him and placed her hand on his lower back. "Relax, Paul. It won't hurt if you obey me."


He closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath as he felt the first smack of the paddle on his bare skin. The sting was intense, but somehow, he found himself wanting more. He had never experienced anything like this before, the mix of pleasure and pain was overwhelming. Verena continued administering the spanking, alternating between soft strokes and harder ones, each making Paul moan with a mixture of pleasure and discomfort.


"I can see you're enjoying this," Verena said, running her hand over his hot, red ass cheeks.


Paul nodded; his head lowered as he tried to steady his breathing.


"Such a good boy," she said, rubbing his welted ass. Paul bit back a moan of pleasure at her touch. It wasn't long before the beating stopped and Verena walked around him in front of him, thumbing the tears that gathered in the corners of his eyes. "Paul, you are such an obedient boy. You liked that, didn't you?"


Paul nodded again.


"Well," she asked coyly with a smile on her lips, "would you like another?"


Paul's heart raced, and he felt his cock stiffening in the cool air. Despite his weariness, he found himself nodding quickly and nearly salivating at the thought of more attention.


"Then get on your knees."


He stared up at her, she calmly placed her one hand on his cheek, using her thumb to wipe away the tears that continued to drain from the poor stable boy's eyes. She used her other hand to pull his pants up, covering his heavily welted ass.


Paul's head swam, and his body felt weightless as he dropped to his knees, his hands on Verena's legs. He looked up at her, her face calm as she smiled down at him. Her hands raised his chin, and he was forced to gaze into her cold cerulean eyes.


She leaned down, her hand still on his chin, and pulled him back to his feet. She stared at him, looking into his green eyes that seemed so out of place against his freckle-covered skin. She inched her face closer to his, he could feel her breath tickling his skin as it spread out across his face.


She kissed him deeply, her tongue forcing its way into the poor stable boy's mouth. Paul felt himself struggling for breath as he was nearly suffocated by the vampire's kiss. When she drew away, he couldn't help but stare at those haunting blue orbs.


Verena nodded down at the growing bulge in Paul's pants. "You like pleasing me, don't you?"


Paul's cock strained against the fabric of his trousers as he nodded again.


"Good," she purred as she tugged lightly on the drawstrings of his linen trousers, "get those off."


Paul did as he was told, standing up to allow the vampire to pull them from around his waist. His cold cock stood firmly before her and for one brief moment, Paul felt a pang of fear run through him as Verena caught sight of it. Could she tell it had never been touched by a woman? Would that make her lose interest in him?


The vampire leaned in again, locking lips with the young man standing in her castle's foyer.


He shuttered with fear when Verena suddenly grabbed hold of his manhood with one hand and started to squeeze and spank at it with her other hand. Never before had anyone touched his cock other than himself and no woman had grabbed hold of it so brutally! The feeling was invigorating, and muffled sighs of pleasure left Paul's lips as Verena continued to lightly slap the top of his blood-engorged organ.


"Owww." He winced as she bit his lower lip, continuing to slap at his firm shaft held ever so tightly in her otherworldly grasp.


He could feel the long fangs pressing up against his skin, not puncturing him in any way, but teasing him with their very presence.


"Shh." she whispered, "you should be happy. You're getting your cock touched for the first time by a real lady."


With that, Verena stuck out her tongue again and ran it across his lower lip. The sensation sent a warm shiver through Paul's body. He never thought something as simple as a touch of the tongue could mesmerize him so. She pulled away again and stared down at his cock once more.


Paul was mesmerized by her azure eyes as she looked at his cock so sternly. She could tear it off right now if she wanted! His body erupted in goosebumps as she squeezed his girth even harder, her long claw-like nails digging into his flesh ever so slightly.


And then, she opened her mouth wide.


Paul nearly came when he saw it! That tongue, that velvety smooth tongue that seemed to glow with an ethereal purple light was moving closer and closer towards Paul's trembling lips before plunging it into his mouth.


He barely noticed Verena's other hand continuing to firmly grasp his dick as she continued her sensual onslaught. Paul could feel the tension in his body rising with each passing second, and then finally it all broke loose. With a guttural moan of pleasure that echoed through the foyer, Paul ejaculated onto Verenas' ever-inviting leather-clad body as he felt himself being taken away by pure ecstasy.


When it was over, he slumped into her arms feeling as if every ounce of energy had been drained from him but contented that even after such an experience, he still had enough power for one more glance at those magical eyes before collapsing completely against her embrace.


"Sweet boy," Verena said softly, holding the nineteen-year-old stable boy in her warm embrace as he limply pressed against her. "You are so innocent this almost won't be fun." She looked down at the limp boy in her arms, clearing the locks of black hair from his eyes. "Almost," She whispered, giving him a peck on the forehead before carrying him into the bowels of the castle.


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