Free Chains of Desire by Natasha Moore Page A

concerned with how to please your
Master.”
    Hadn’t Jarrod told her the same thing?
    “King Barrus is anxious for you to begin your duties,” Fawn
told her. “We will prepare your body today as the king has directed.”
    “Prepare my body?” That didn’t sound good.
    Fawn’s brown eyes warmed. “Nothing to worry about. A bath
and some other rituals first. Then you’ll be fitted with your collar and cuffs.
And whatever other specific orders your Master has given us to make you ready
for him.”
    Hanna followed Fawn into a large room in which a deep, round
tub was sunk into the middle of the tiled floor. Colored cushions were
scattered about the floor. While the sea blue tiles looked like they should be
cold, the floor was warm against her bare feet. Fawn motioned for Hanna to walk
down the steps into the water.
    Her stomach fluttered with nerves, but she discovered the
warm water was relaxing. She sat on a narrow bench built into the side, the
water up to her shoulders. Hanna looked up to see two more naked women, also
collared and cuffed, had entered the room. The three women got into the tub
with Hanna.
    “We are here to ready you for your Master,” a small woman
with dark curly hair said. “I am Starr.” She picked up a bottle from the edge
of the tub and poured some fragrant gel into her hand.
    “First we will wash your beautiful hair,” the third woman
said. “I am Treena.” She was as tall as Fawn, with straight hair even darker
than Starr’s. Treena sat down beside Hanna and put her long arm around Hanna’s
shoulder. “Lean back into the water.”
    Hanna was a bit uneasy as she leaned back into the warm
water, but lying back in Treena’s arms was very pleasant. Her breasts were
large and soft and Hanna’s cheek brushed against one as Treena supported her in
the water.
    Starr sat at her head and lathered her hair. Hanna didn’t
remember anyone ever washing her hair before. It was a delicious sensation. She
closed her eyes and let the warm water envelop her.
    Once her hair was rinsed clean, Fawn, who had been watching,
motioned to Hanna to stand up. “We will wash you now.” She picked up a sponge
and poured another sweet-smelling lotion onto it. Treena and Starr did as well.
    The three women began together to soap Hanna’s body. The
sponges were soft, the lotion forming creamy suds that were smooth against her
skin. They lathered her entire body, an erotic massage that Hanna couldn’t help
but enjoy. After she’d sank back under the water to wash off the suds, they led
her from the tub and dried her off with soft, warm towels. They combed her hair
and dried it. When they were done, Fawn took her hand and led her to a long low
cushion spread out on the floor.
    “Lie down here.”
    Hanna did as she was told. “How long will I be here at the
station?” She could get used to this pampering.
    “You will be tested as soon as we are finished here. If all
goes well, you will be serving the king tonight.” Fawn turned and walked across
the room.
    “Tonight?” Hanna’s heart beat wildly. “I thought I had to go
through some kind of training.” And what was this about a test? She started to
sit up, but Treena gently, silently, pressed her shoulders back down onto the
cushion.
    “King Barrus prefers to do his own slave training,” Fawn
said. She returned with a flat-bottomed basket and knelt down beside Hanna’s
thigh.
    But Hanna couldn’t relax. “Should I be frightened of my
Master?”
    Fawn stroked her thigh. “No. The king expects strict
obedience, but he is not a cruel Master.”
    “Are you sure?”
    “Yes. I was once the king’s personal slave, so you can rest
assured,” Fawn replied.
    “I was also,” Treena said, kneeling at her head. She began
to smooth a rich, fragrant oil on Hanna’s face.
    “As was I,” Starr said, kneeling beside her on the opposite
side from Fawn. She placed one of Hanna’s arms on her lap and began to smooth
on the luxurious oil also. “You