I am not too worried about this Angelique, for what can a woman really do to me...

      Mistress Angelique, the only woman Master Dante had ever trained, the only woman he would ever love. A woman so skilled in the art of pain and pleasure she has acquired a multitude of obedient male slaves. 

        Brent had all intentions of getting his brother Bazil away from Master Dante. So when he learned Bazil will be accompanying Dante to Mistress Angelique's castle, Brent poses as a client to gain access. Brent is surprise to learn that Mistress Angelique has a harem of male slaves, all of them follow her every command.  Brent soon realizes that getting Bazil out of this castle will be no easy task. On top of that Bazil has no desire to leave Dante. Brent will have to come to terms with his brother’s fascination with Master Dante, and learn just what one little woman can do to him, especially if that woman is Mistress Angelique...

"What does it matter who your brother loves, all that matters is that he loves." – Aurora

Brent grimaced as Marcus stretched his arms tight; and secured the chains to the marble posts. He then hooked Brent’s ankles to these same posts.  Angelique sat on the large bed it resembled the one in the main room.  Brent's eyes darted around.  This room dripped with elegance.  On the other end of the bed were two more white marble post, off to the side a large sunken in hot tub. Two large French doors opened to the outside and judging by the fact he couldn’t see any plants or anything this room had to be high up.  Everything seemed to be made of stone. Brent wondered if it reflected what the woman who dwelled in here was like.

 "Very nice job, Marcus." Angelique untied her skirt and let it fall to the floor. "Now bring that large cock of yours over here and fuck me hard and fast."

 "Yes Mistress." Marcus quickly pulled his pants off, his cock as enormous as the rest of his body. Angelique laid down on the bed and spread her legs open wide. Marcus gently climbed on top of her and eased his cock into her.

 "Oh yes, that’s it fill my pussy full." She ran her hands up Marcus' arm. "I told you to fuck me fast and hard."

 "Yes Mistress." Marcus gripped her hips and slammed his cock into her. His thrusts slowly picked up speed and power.

 Brent watched the large man fuck Angelique so hard that he was sure that it had to hurt her. Marcus had begun to sweat, biting his lips as he drove all his cock into her. "Mistress may I cum?" The words barely got out.

 "Not yet, I want more, harder."

 "Yes Mistress." He gripped her hips harder, slamming his cock as hard as he could without hurting her. He knew her limits. He had to cum; he bit his lip harder, his mind trying to think of anything but Angelique under him, writhing with pleasure from his cock.  He looked down at her face as her orgasm washed over her. "Mistress please may I cum?"

 "You may." Angelique smiled as he grunt and growled, digging his hands into the soft flesh of her hips.  He arched up and shouted his orgasm thrusting wildly.

 "My Mistress." Marcus laid on her but being careful not to crush her petite body under his large frame. A man who earned Mistress Angelique’s favor was a very pampered and well fucked man.  He felt her hands caress his back as he laid there trying to catch his breath.

 "Very good Marcus." She purred into his ear.

 "Thank you Mistress." He climbed off her and pulled his pants back on. Though he wanted more than anything to stay in her arms, he knew what was required of him.  

 "Since you been such a good boy, Marcus, you may go to the playground." Angelique ran her hands up his hard chest.

 "Will you be alright, Mistress?" Marcus glared at Brent.

 "That puppy, don’t worry my guardian, he is completely subdued, now go play."

 "Yes Mistress."

Angelique tied the side of her skirt as she went over to Brent.  "As for you..." She lightly ran her hands down his shirt. "You won't be needing this." She walked over to a large wooden trunk and pulled out a whip and a large silver dagger.

 "You crazy bitch, untie me." Brent struggled with the chains.

 "Manners, puppy or I will make you Yves frilly plaything." She gazed up into his brown eyes. "Umm, I like your eyes" She ran her hand over his face. "Oh yes, what hatred brews there, tell me why did you come here?" She pulled the dagger from its satiny sheath. "You obviously don’t belong here." She ran the dagger down his shirt. Brent stayed perfectly still. "You don't look like the kind of man that wants to be dominated by a woman. Believe me, I can tell, oooommm, the eagerness in a man's eyes when he wants to be my slave." In one quick movement the dagger sliced through his shirt. Angelique moved the torn fabric out of the way letting her hands feel his soft, hard, well defined chest.  She brought the dagger to the strap of his tank top. "What’s your name?" Her fingers went to his lips.

 "Brent." He wasn't about to argue with a woman who had a dagger so close to his throat.

 "Nice." She sliced through the strap of the tank top on the right side of his body the fabric fell to the ground.  "Tell me Brent why are you here." She placed the dagger on the strap of the left side of the tank top. "Don't make me repeat myself, Brent." She sliced through the strap the remaining bit of material fell from his upper body.

 "I am bringing my brother home."

 Angelique burst into laughter. "Do you honestly believe I would allow you to take my love's favorite slave?"  Her coarse laugh chilled Brent. The woman's voice and laughter didn't match her appearance. She looked like a delicate beauty, almost tender, innocent.  The deep, sultriness of her voice belong to a vixen not this petite, beauty.  "Dante would hunt you down." She brought the dagger to Brent's jeans. "If I make you afraid, then I suggest not messing with my Master."

 "I am not afraid of you."

 "Then why has the fight left you." She popped the buttons off his jeans with the dagger.

 "You have a dagger at my cock." He flatly stated.

 Angelique laughed loudly. "Smart puppy aren't you." She pulled his pants down to his ankles. "Umm, I see your cock likes me." She grabbed it firmly in her hands and placed the dagger to the base.  She looked into his eyes and smiled, he held his fear well.

She threw the dagger to the side and bent down and picked up the whip. "Bazil will stay until Dante grows tired of him. Judging by the way he pampers Bazil I don’t think that will happen soon." She walked behind him and brought the whip down across his back.  "But, you however are trapped here."

 "I am leaving with my brother bitch, make no mistake about it." Brent cringed with the sting of her whip.

 "You're leaving when the time you have paid for is over. By yourself or..." She hit him again. "If you decide you can't live without me and of course if you please me I will let you stay."

  'I will kill you first." Brent shuddered when Angelique started to laugh again. 

Excerpt from "Mistress Angelique"