Thread: Love After a Time of Hate (Closed for Kiari03)

His gentle voice contradicted the rough feeling of his skin against hers as he pulled her into him. Leaning forward, she allowed him to clean her back and her arms, but as he moved towards her chest, she gasped and arched her back slightly as his cool breath blew across the nape of her neck and his tongue gently teased her ears. She clenched her fist tightly as she tried to ignore the growing feeling of warmth that had begun to grow down in between her legs. She understood his explanation, but this felt like he was doing so much more than cleaning her for the sake of the dog. Was he trying to prevent her from unnecessary harm? His chuckle gave her chills that traveled all the way down her spine, making her quiver against him. His questions caught her by surprise, What does he mean? Of course I have touched myself. Made myself feel good? What- Her thoughts were cut off by a gentle squeeze that forced a loud moan to escape from her lungs. Ah! ungh...No sir...I have never done that. She panted as he pulled her against his stomach. To her surprise, she was completely relaxed while resting against his body. Her racing heart, the beads of sweat forming on her forehead, all indicated the control he had over her body with just a simple touch. Groaning and whimpering as his fingers delicately massaged her tender nipples she instinctively pressed her thighs together with his cock in between them and began to softly grind against his massive erection. His soothing voice calmed her to the point of delirium, where she no longer cared that she had been beaten and humiliated by this man and for the time he didn't seem to care about her filthy status in this society. Still, she held back. Biting her lower lip she moaned as sweat dripped down her face and she leaned against the Commander even more. His words encouraged her, after all of the pain she had felt she wanted the pleasure that he was speaking of. Squeezing tighter around his cock, she tried to release, but needed a little extra push as she reached her climax. By now her breathing had turned into shallow panting and her eyes, which had watched his every move until now, were closed as his hand traveled down her panties. Then, with one word and a touch she released herself against his fingers, crying out from the pleasure that had enveloped her. Her toes curled and her knees buckled as she writhed on top of him in ecstasy. Ester clenched and unclenched her fists as she felt her lower half pulsate and then slowly return to normal. C-commander... She whispered, looking up into the face that had struck both fear and ecstasy into her body. Arching herself up, she brought her lips within an inch of his and simply breathed. She knew that she didn't have the authority to touch him, but he did have the authority to touch her. Meanwhile, Klaus had returned to hear how Ester's punishment was coming along. Shocked, he backed away from the door as he heard her climax and whisper the word Commander. The idea of his Commander being gentle with a dumb, lazy, filthy Jew was enough to drive him into a rage. And that's when he came up with a plan, a broad, wicked smile playing across his lips. I can beat you...I can rape you...but these things will only endear you to the Commander more. What if... He paused and thought of how he could make this possible. What if...you struck his lieutenant? What will your Commander think of that? His grin widened as he stepped out of the door and briskly left the house. There would be a special guest for this evening and he for one couldn't wait to get his hands on them.