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He chuckles she lays the fur atop the piano... and then scoots up. her electric blue silks slipping gently on her silky flesh He smiles, eyes catching every subtle movement of the girl He watches she slides her hands up, as she finger-combs her hair. dainty fingers curling about silky wisps of raven locks, she peeks up through thick, silky eyelashes... and her eyes hold a glimmer of a twinkle. He watches the girl, grinning as He take in the sight that she offers in beauty and grace she crosses her right leg over her left leg, which tucks under her... as she balances easily. the movement focusing on the taut leg-lines, lightly muscled that speak of her dancer's training. silkskirts ride low on her waist, hugging her trim hips. the silky top caresses her back and then mold to her full, soft breasts. the wispy silks enhancing more than concealing her soft curves. He shifts in His seat as He watches the girl intently she slides her right hand gently over the fullness of her right breast... dainty fingertips leaving a delicate trail as they slide over the fullness and barely touch the hard nipple that pokes against the silk. she peeks up, with a soft blush, as she feels the sensation ripple through her body, and her fingers linger for a few more seconds He grins He smiles, eyes watching every movement every motion of the girl, noting each reaction she slides her hand down, cupping the full firmness... the electric blue silks contrasting with her milky-white flesh, adding to the creamy quality that is almost tangible. she tilts her head back, exposing a long slender neck ... the delicate line as it meets the vee of her collarbone. long black hair, like a riotous mane of ebony curls that threatens to cascade wickedly over her slaveflesh. she moans softly, almost inaudibly... as her hand slide down over her slender midriff. fingers splaying as they seek to feel the warm silky flesh, abdominal muscles rippling as the sweet shudders ripple through her again, increasing in their intensity. He sits quietly, neither able nor willing, to move - barely breathing as He watches the girl closely she slides her hand lower... over her taut belly. she lifts her head slowly ... eyes with a delicate glaze to them. she gasps softly, as her fingers glide between her soft, silky thighs ... and again she closes her eyes, as first one fingertip traces the vee'd outline that the silks conceal. He smiles, wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead He wonders if there is a cold spring near by she mmmmmmmmmms softly, her voice a hushed caress that seems to lift like a soft breeze that kisses the brow. she uncrosses her right leg, bringing her position as she kneels back on her heels ... the electricblue silks molding to her slender thighs, and crushed slightly between her hand, as her fingertip traces and touches. He wipes His mouth to be certain He's not drooling as He watches, eyes transfixed on the girl and her every motion she arches her back .. full breasts straining against sheer wisps of silks. her nipples, like ripe berries, poking against the wisps! the color of the soft pink flesh darkened slightly by the blue. her breathing a bit more ragged, as her hand slips a bit lower, crushing the silk between her thighs up more... now exposing more of the silkiness she slides her knees out slightly ... inner thigh muscles quivering, as they hold her easily. the silks now held up more, as her fingertip slides over the exposed silky folds of her flower, tracing slowly the shape of the petals... her body trembling gently. He smiles as he continues to watch He is motionless and quiet, sitting, eyes not wavering from the girl except to move up and down her body briefly she moans softly... her head tilting to the side, eyes closing as they hide the dreamy quality of the soft brown color. her fingertip sliding gently, easily over the slightly moistening folds... and then it disappears between the soft folds, as she gasps loud at the initial contact to the most sensitive, throbbing bit of flesh that charges her body as her pleasure is intensified! she moves her finger slowly ... the folds seeming to grip about it, as they would in throes of being taken ... the smaller instrument of intrusion more of a tease to her! yet, her fingertip now moving in slow circles over the highly erogenous bit of flesh... she tightens her lower abdomen, as she feels a wave of pleasure washing over her.. keeping her to her movements. she slides another fingertip between the folds... adding to the touch. she gently grips the base of her clit, and pulls on it gently... teasing her further and further along the trail of flames that is slowly growing, consuming her! she gasps. she leans back ... her body moving slowly, sensuously ... enjoying each caress. until her shoulders are pressed back, kissing the surface of the piano top. her thighs slide further apart, and she realizes she is more exposed... yet, her fingertips cease not their probing, teasing touch. she feels the cool kiss of the breeze against her exposed softness... the delicate clit like the stamen of a flower, as the petals slowly open - exposing the gently, throbbing bit of soft flesh that seeks more! she moves her fingertip about it again, the circles tighter, adding a bit more pressure to the movement. her head moves from side to side! He leans forward and watches more closely .... trying to remember to blink ......."I have to remember to breathe" she then slides her thumb to her soft clit... letting the slightly broader base tease her more. her fingertip travels slowly lower, teasing her with its light, flicking touches... and she moans softly again, as her hips lift slightly she whimpers ... the pleading quality so obvious... as her fingertip slides gently between the softer folds, and starts to tease her more... as it presses in, opening her gently. she gasps and her inner muscles clamp gently about her dainty fingertip! she slides her finger in completely ... her thumb relentless on its pressure and teasing of her clit. she moves her hips slightly, and as she slides her finger out.. it is coated in the dewy delicacies of her nectar. He grins she moans softly ... her body coated in a light sheen of sweat. her muscles quivering... her abdomen tightening!!!! He watches, focused entirely on the girl she traces the edges of her opening... the delicate fingernail teasing her, sending ripples of incredible delight to her, in her state of heightened awareness... she lifts her hips, and increases the pressure on her thumb. her fingertip again slowly slips in, the smooth, delicate folds now a bit slicker. she sits up hard, as the initial feeling of impending orgasm starts to fill her! she slides her fingertip out... and then as she looks up, she brings her fingertip to her lips, and traces the fullness of her lips... then starts to lick it gently clean. He licks his lips she tightens her abdomen ... focusing hard as she tries to allay the sensation of needing to release! but her body's fires make their demands known... and soon, she slides her hand down again. her fingers slipping her open easily, as her thumb seeks its place on her still hard clit. He wonders if the temperature has gotten slowly warmer as He shift in His furs, quietly watching intently on every movement of the girl she gasps again... as this touch is more intensified, impossibly moreso. she moves her fingertip teasingly along the folds of her flower, tracing the softness... blushing as she feels the moisture there much more present than before. she slides her finger in.. moaning, feeling her inner muscles quickly clamping about it... responding to their training of bringing a Master intense pleasure by milking his hardness! she now feels the muscles as they ripple along the delicate length of her finger, and she tilts her hips! she arches her body.. abdomen tightening more! her breathing now a series of raspy gasps! her body begging for its release, yet knowing she has initiated this! her thumb lazily swirling about her sensitive clit, feeling her clit as it twitches and throbs! she slides her finger in and out... gently at first... and then the motion increasing, matching the twitches of her clit! she whimpers, as she can feel the wetness make its presence upon her upper, inner thighs... and yet her body begs for more! her head moves from side to side, her long black hair moving like a whip! He remembers again to inhale long and slow, watching He stands and moves to the piano she screams out as her body's demands overtake her and she feels the intense shuddering spasms... she lifts up trying hard to allay them, her mind screaming at her that she is kajira, and can only do this for a Master's pleasure... her body screaming at her that she is kajira! |