Thread: Slaves of the house - Lingering Desire/Ryax

Eliza moaned as his teasing continued a bit after her begging. He seemed intent on her imploding in his vicinity while he watched, it wouldn't be the first time her request was denied by a master and it certainly wouldn't be the last. So high were her emotions that it took her a moment to realize the wetness on her face was tears from her own eyes. When did it come to this? She wiped them away, her fingers moving over her cheeks as his teases tapered, his body moving back slightly. She felt her ass caress his chest as he moved her down to his lap. She lay there, breasts heaving as she watched him. Her legs spread lewdly, offering herself up in the most delicate of manners. Though her clothes were in the way. She felt his hands moving along her back and waist, pulling her up to sit facing him. Now looking down into his blue eyes with her own. Eliza wrapped an arm behind his neck to help prop herself up. The press of his cock head to her panty clad sex caused her to jolt in his lap, a moan leaving her lips as he spoke. Use him, she thought to herself. This was new to the pleasure slave, used to being used and not being the user. Her eyes burned into his, a silent fire of desire. Their lips joined as his hands moved over her body, the soft yellow dress in the way of his touch. However that didn't stop him. His hands felt her backside, caressing the firm globes of her ass before moaning in, what she took as appreciation. her hips moved, pressing more of herself to the hardness beneath her, gaining pleasure as the hard head rubbed up and against her pierced clit, the bell ringing gently with each move of her body. When his fingers slipped beneath her undergarments, she groaned. Biting his lower lip she pulled away from him, a naughty smirk on her lips. I will have you Master... She said gently, assuring him and herself of her intentions. Hands moving behind her, she worked over the buttons, undoing them as fast as she could in her desire to be bare with him in the grass. Blinking her long lashes at him, over her pale eyes she lifted it, disappearing for a moment as she tossed it to the side. Her lingerie kept her covered, but would allow him to remove as he saw fit. Shaky hands moved to the flimsy underwear covering her drenched core, from her juices or his licks, she wasn't sure. Her fingers yanked at the fabric, loosening it from her bare sex. Wrapping her fingers against his cock she looped it through her panties. Rocking her hips she felt his shaft throb against her wet lips. The action drew a moan from her lips as her eyes fluttered closed. It was only fair to tease him to, but it didn't help her situation. As her hips lifted her fingertips guided his hard rod to her entrance, changing it's course behind her panties. Opening her eyes she locked them on her Master. His entrance into her body was important. It was more than a bonding of bodies, but of souls. She felt him expand her entrance as she pressed her hips down to take him in deeper. Shattered breaths left her as she allowed herself a moment to become used to the way he filled her, her head resting on his shoulder. It was an amazing feeling. Eliza... or Elizabeth, She whispered, he didn't ask but it was important for him to know her identity. She began moving , her hips working his cock in and out of her wet channel. Thank you for allowing my body to use yours for my pleasure... it feels so good. She wasn't sure how long she would last, with it being so long she was sure she'd burst upon him shortly. A disappointment for sure, however she was planning on lasting as long as possible so he would gain pleasure from this joining as well. Her clothed breasts rubbed against his chest, the nipples hard and beaded tightly in their confinement. Using his shoulders as leverage she rocked herself on his cock. Her walls spasmed around him as she moaned, her lips coming to his in her moment of passion and need.