"Ney luv, glad you enjoyed it but I'm a good cook because of my alchemy, not the other way around." Aldira had mused about her cooking, perhaps leaving Grace to wonder about the alchemists skills. Though she noted something that the sheltered noble must have misunderstood..something she could use.
"Aye.. as noble you wouldn't know much about it, but many men die in wars, when hunting in the wild.. so the women satisfy themselfs with their strong, family dogs. Theres nothing wrong about that." Inwardly, Aldira almost moaned out.. if Grace fell for that, this would be easier than expected.
"Of course, nobles don't do this, unless they wish to become low bitches."
Something warm and satisfying later on settled in place as Grace nurtured an unknown addiction to the alchemists special, main ingredient in the dressing, though the escaped noble did not know this at the time.
"Aye, a barbaric cult you could say perhaps. Others called them druids, worshipping beasts. A reason you see so many watch-dogs around the city and farms closeby actually, it's said they keep the wild wolves out. No one knows if this cult was any real, I personally think it nonsense, but they did attract a large wolfpack, you see." Aldira had explained, hacking away at leaves.
The pond was barely in sight from the forest clearing and, well.. without the alchemists explanations it would have looked like a simple pond. Peaceful even. There'd be no telling without getting closer, of which the alchemist seemingly had no intentions.
"Yeah, frankly I hired you as bodyguard luv, but you might as well serve as pack-mule." Aldira teased now, getting up the bag of plants, though she'd be proven wrong on their way back..
"Well of course the dogs want to fuck fertile bitches, it's just normal, but I mean.. you are a noble and.. I'm not a lowly bitch either" Aldira said, panicking slightly and, with Grace's back turned to her it was easy to hide the subtle smile on the alchemists lips.
"Wait, you can't hurt the poor dogs.. not unless they hurt you!.. I mean.. to defend me it might be necessary.." Came the alchemists uncertain command.
"W.. what are you saying.. satisfy them with your hands? But you are a noble, not a lowly bitch. If you willingly pleasure a dog you'll become a worthless bitch in the eyes of society.. ugh.. then again.. perhaps worth a try.. ugh.. fine do it. We can't risk killing the poor dogs, and they might attack us otherwise.. if you are ready to make that sacrifice.." Aldira gulped and blushed as two of the dogs growled, albeit in a more.. satisfied manner when Grace stroked along their canine shafts. One suddenly bit her arm, but not in a painful way, more holding her in place.. apparently it enjoyed the sensation.. though a third wild dog was still left, panting and, while at first looking at Aldira, circling back to Grace curiously.
"Oh geeesh.. I guess.. they think you're their bitch now.. no way back.." Aldira commented, staring at Grace, casting down her eyes as if disgusted for a long moment, two of the dogs panting in wild lust as their red, hot shafts pushed up against Grace's hands, wet and slimey.. but the third was still left, growling angrily, impatiently and now looking up at Grace, licking her lips. Finally, however, Aldira looked back up at Grace, having needed a long moment to shift her expression of primal lusts with those scents in the air to one of worried compassion.
"Oh G.. grace.. I'm so sorry.. I think the third one is still horny, you'll have to.. use your mouth.." Aldira sighed and approached, carefully, petting both the wild dog and Grace, leading its red, stinking cock to Grace's mouth intentionally before pulling out a potion with a darker smirk.
"Here.. drink this.. it'll loosen you up so it wont hurt. Trust me, please.. here it comes.. open wide.."
This was a crucial moment, Aldira knew. Grace was close to snapping and realizing what was going on, but she had to continue playing her role, playing the gentle, encouraging stranger that understood Grace, before the potion took effect.
"Grace.. it's ok.. I wont tell anyone, I promise. If no one finds out about this you can pleasure them and not become a filthy bitch in front of everyone.." She encouraged, as three red shafts pumped into Graces hands and one into her mouth, silencing potential protests, Aldira embraced her, as she had embraced her in the night, in the bath, after the meal, making her feel comforted, calming her struggle.
"I'm here with you ok..." The alchemist encouraged, counting down the time for the potion to take effect and make Grace more suggestible..
"Even if you are so disgusting. A disgusting dog-fucker..." She pretend-withdrew for a moment, then held Grace all the tighter.
"Nono. I will stay with you, ok? Even if you become a bitch... no. That's wrong. You are a noble, not a bitch.. just.. just don't think about it, ok luv? Don't think about the disgusting, filthy feeling of those veiny dog-shafts in your hand, ignore the filthy stinking dog-cock fucking your mouth. It'll soon be over, they are just horny wild dogs... just don't worry about it, ok.. don't think about how disgusting you must look, pleasing them like their bitch." And indeed, the dogs Grace had been jerking off howled quickly shot forth a load of hot, stinking doggie-cum upon her hands and clothes, the claws of the one fucking her mouth digging into her back, before he too shot its hot, pungent yet oddly arousing cum into her mouth. A 'True friend' would have used that moment to dislodge Grace. Aldira, however, gently guided the wolf deeper into Graces mouth, adjusted the way her hands held to the base of the hot doggie pricks, whispering into her ear.:
"But you are not a bitch, aren't you? You are a strong noble, my friend. You are not sucking more and more on that veiny doggie prick as it closes up your mouth and keeps pumping into you.. breathe through your nose Grace, your throat is filling up with dog-cum.. yes. you are a strong noble. I believe in you. You are not jerking up those knots harder and harder, right now, are you?" She continued, her voice swimming right into Grace's mind through the will-weakening potion.
"You don't even think about how disgusting that cum still spraying onto you makes you stink like a dog-fucker, right?" She continued on.
"You have to fight it.. but it smells so strong.. don't aim your hands like this, no, it'll shoot under your bra and mess up your titties.." She subtly adjusted Graces hand for the next splurt of doggie cock, as the one fucking her mouth suddenly turned over.
"They keep cumming, but its almost over... just don't cum yourself.. if you cum yourself a part of you might get addicted to this. You can't let that happen. I'm here with you, I give you strength, ok.. I'd give you so much strength, even if you were a perverted bitch. But you aren't, because you are not about to cum right now.. here.. I'll hold you steady, luv." One of Grace's hands cupped Aldiras pussy, unashamed, petting it slowly, gently.
"There.. all warm and calm.. not about to gush out in love of dog-cock.. you're stronger than that.. wait.. whats this warm vibration.. no are you cumming.. don't.. you can fight it. If you cum now with all this doggie-jizz over you and a dog-cock still pumping into your stomach... you can fight it!" Aldira smirked.. and suddenly pinched Grace's clit hard, her voice growing rough, throaty, demanding. If Grace had been in any condition to pay attention she'd notice all of the dogs snapping to attention as well..
"You are stronger than this! You are not a dog-slut. You want to cum so badly but you can't. Obey my voice.. calm down. Resist those burning instincts."
Aldira commanded, then, coincidentially with the wolves withdrawing, released Grace, leaning close and embracing her.
"Good girl. not cumming. Not a slave to your instincts. Do as I tell you. You are a noble, not a bitch. Even if you want to be a bitch so bad, want to fuck dogs so bad. I'll keep you safe. Trust me."
She encouraged. She didn't want a beast that wildly followed her instincts. No. she wanted something much better. She waited for Grace to recover halfway and the potion to wear of, nodding. Then, aldira suddenly shouldered Grace, carrying her along, the three dogs following until the alchemist shot them a brief glance as Aldira supported grace on their way back to the village..
"Well you... defended me from the wild dogs.. in a rather slutty way but.. I mean.. sorry.. don't worry about that, ok? Don't think about how you were a bitch, because you didn't truly give in and no one saw. I'll tell no one." Aldira cooed, whispering poisoned words itno Grace's ear.. by now the poor nobles body had to have been more than a little heated up by all that had happened to her, .. and how easy was it to NOT think about something when told about it repeatedly.
"Geesh.. those dogs gave you some good scratches and bites.. well, as per our contract, I'll give you a healing potion to help with that, don't you worry." Grace's 'Injuries' were quite minor, and of course, Aldira knew that, but, as she lead her poor bodyguard back to the alchemists hut, intentionally not giving her time to clean up or even get the taste of doggie-cum out of her mouth the alchemist insisted the opposite:
"Are you ok now? .... I don't think any lesser despite of the filthy thingy you just did ok, you did protect me from the wild dogs.. thank you. Come.. let's get you home and cleaned you up, you don't want to smell like a disgusting bitch, do you? No complaints, you poor thing look all flustered! Lots of women are just filthy dog-fuckers, but you're a noble, you're better than that, aren't you? I bet you wont waste another second thinking about those disgusting beasts and what they might have done to you without me there!" Grace mused, knowing a slaves most dangerous enemy was their own imagination..
Aldira dragged Grace back into the still closed shop, where she dumped her back of herbs and asked.. with again a subtle commanding tone..
"Alright.. you propably want to undress out of those filthy clothes, right.. oh don't worry, the shop is still closed and I saw you naked anyway earlier, it's warm in here so you could be naked all the time, if you wanted, as long as the shop is closed of course, hehe." She patted Grace's back.
"Go ahead, undress, you can wash your clothes soon and we can't have you running around like wild dog-cum, can we? I'll mix you a light healing potion and then you get something to wear meanwhile, alright? You have a change of clothes? If not I can find you some of my old things I bet.."
Not allowing Grace to come to word, the Alchemist already left, rushing into her work-chamber.
Her shaft was throbbingly hard. Grace was not the only one that was being denied release and Aldira felt herself nearing her limit.. but she had to keep up the apperance of a harmless shop owner.. well, for the most part. She pulled down a simple healing potion from her stash, then hesitated, fishing and leaning into the back.. just a few drops of an aphrodisiac, she wanted to take it slow.. adjust Grace, not break her. Broken slaves were no fun, those that fell, ever deeper, until they plunged on their own volition were the best. She would not break Grace.. she would gently take her apart, and rebuild her as what she desired!
It took Aldira only a few moments to return, handing Grace a healing potion and three gold coins,.. enough for a simple dress, a bit of food, tools.. but nothing serious. If Grace was naked when Aldira arrived there was a gentle embrace and a 'sorry for all the mess earlier' to help guide Grace further. If she was changing into clothes there was a lack of touch, and a scoling 'should have waited for me to check on your wounds, luv!' followed by a gently encouraged but insistant undressing of the once enslaved noble.
Aldira presented the potion for Grace to drink, nodding and observing its healing effects, slight scratches and bitemarks on the nobles arm disappearing quickly, not like they had been serious injuries either.. this was just one more chance for Grace to feel helpless, yet cared for, under Aldiras gaze.
"Looking better.. a.. creative idea for dealing with the dogs.. a strange coincidence, but, considering I only need one more batch of these plants to be set for a while, hopefully it wont repeat. three gold for you to spent as you wish, 2 is for rent and potion and... eh. Spent your time as you see fit." Aldira explained.. if she could, while Grace was still naked and the aphrodising part of the potion made the nobles body slowly heat up in Aldiras present.. attributing its alchemically induced lust to Aldira..
"Weird.. that didn't heal.." Aldira reached out, gripping one of Grace's arms.
"An old scar.. looks as if someone restrained you.. chains?" Aldira sighed, pulling Grace close in a suprisingly strong, forceful embrace, one arm holding her shoulder, the other going down to hold her bottomcheek.. erotic, but intentionally ambigious, no squeezing or molesting, just letting the poor Grace marinate in feelings of longing for submission.
"I promise, nothing here will hurt you, well.. if you do as I say." Aldira let that hang in the air, intentionally dominant once more, before defusing the situation..
"You wont get in trouble with anyone, I mean. I'll forget all about what happened to you. You should change clothes, wash yout clothes .. oh and I want you to go to the butchers lady, get us some meat for dinner... she is a bitch to her bulldog, by the way, so if you want a discount make sure to address him first, then her." Aldira winked.
"The rest of the day, until dinner you ca..." Aldira got interrupted by a banging on the shop door, accompanied by her cursing, nodding only briefly to the still naked Grace and rushing forward to the door, unlocking it with a clicking noise.
There was an angry conversation, of which Grace could hear a few pieces of angry conversation, by the sound of it it was a man and Aldira arguing. The man was hard to understand, Aldira, closer and inside the shop, not so much..:
".... my ass! She .... threatened to kick me out!" "The potion works as intended, but it requires you to train-" "Intended? ... as.... My!...... whatever I want of her!" "That's not how it works. If you mistreat an animal, it wont do as you say, will it?" "....Kidding me? For .... gold..-"
Grace could listen on or start on her chores.. her clothes and getting some meat from.. wherever the butcher was.. or she could curiously listen in further. Of course, if she tried to get in closer without putting on clothes that would be.. rather awkward.