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 The morning

   By Kyrah Jade Kayles, the BlueMyst Warning!: This is a work of adult
fiction.  If you are over 18, enjoy.  If you are over 18 and don't like
erotic works, don't read it.  If you are under 18, don't read this.  That's
all.  Contact me at: kyrahjade@softhome.net.  Tell me what you think?!  (C)
2002 Kyrah Jade Kayles.  Share as you like, but give credit where it's due!

   The morning light shone through the window.  The man and his new captive
lay peacefully in bed, still in sleep's embrace.

   The man woke silently, and checked quickly to make sure his lovely new
captive was still near.  he tapped her gently, to wake her up.

   The woman awoke slowly, and gazed into the eyes of her captor.  She
gulped some, unsure of what to say or do.

   The man stroked the woman's cheek.  "Good Morning my dear." he said
quietly.  His eyes locked with hers.  He began to chuckle.  "My dear, as
long as you stay respectful to me, I won't harm you in any way, shape, or
form.  You'll grow to learn that I can be quite lenient." He gazed over the
woman's supple form, licking his lips.  He added with a smirk, "And of
course you'd never have permanent damage done to you." He paused, looking
for a reaction.

   The woman said quietly, "Yes...sir.  I will grow to accept you fully,
and hope to gain your lenient nature."

   The woman's response seemed to please the man, for he reached to kiss
her lips, his hands moving slowly over her body.  He whispered, "Tell me
what would arouse you right now my pet."

   The woman pondered for a moment.  "I ...  like it when you touch my soft
places..." She blushed, and her face lighted up with color.

   The man smiled, and stroked the woman's cheek, and said quietly, "Good
answer.  Do not be afraid to speak freely to me, sweet one.  But, in the
near future, if you wish to respond to an offer, say, if it would please
you, m'lord, for a positive answer, and only if it would please you m'lord
for a negative answer."

   The woman nodded.  "If it pleases you, m'lord."

   He smirked, and said, "And it does, my dear, it does..." he slipped his
arms around her waist, and picked her up.  He slipped her onto his face,
and inserted his tongue along the wet slippery folds of her warmth.  He
teased her greatly, flicking his tongue over to her pleasure button,
tasting her slick juices as she became more and more aroused.

   The woman yelled out, and gasped.  "Oh!  M'lord..you pleasure me quite
well, sir." She writhed, feeling her captor's mouth on her softness,
exploring, probing, making her wet and flushed, bringing this wild desire
out of her..so wonderful.  She felt the man's tongue plunge deeply inside
her tight passage.

   The man devoured the woman's soft folds.  pushing his tongue deeply
inside of her.  He groaned with pleasure, and felt himself firm with
arousal.  He would wait, because he had other satisfying ways to do things.
He tasted her slick juices, and couldn't get enough of her.  His face was
slick, and he kept attacking her pleasure button, circling it from all
sides.

   The woman whispered, "M'lord...I'm going to release, sir." She bit her
lips, and tried to fight the pending wave just over the horizon.  Her
captor obviously knew how to pleasure her well.

   The man smirked, and probed, searching for the woman's spot.  After a
few moments, he found it, curling his tongue over it and giving a sharp
push.  He kept at it, hoping to make the woman climax.

   The woman threw her head back, and came, feeling waves of pleasure shake
through her body.  She screamed out with pleasure, and moaned, "Oh sir..."
quietly on her lips.

   The man kept munching on the woman's sweet lips.  He scooped her up, and
held her gently.  "Thank you.  But now we shall need to get dressed.  We
are going out." He took her over to the shower room, and turned the shower
on.  he pushed her gently into the warm water, following after her.  He
grabbed a scrubbing mitt, and soaped it gently.  He ran the soapy mitt over
her body, taking his time.  He heard no sound from he woman, but felt her
body tingling.  He rubbed her soft breasts, and made soapy circles on her
belly.  He moved to her back, scrubbing firmly but gently.

   He rinsed her off, and washed up a bit himself.  He rinsed, and dried
off, and did a little flex in the mirror, showing off his 6-pack to the
mirror above the sink.  He then bundled her up with a towel and smirked. 
"I'm taking you to a little gathering of mine.  I will collar you, but I'll
keep it loose.  Wouldn't want you to run away, you know."

   The woman nodded, and kissed the man.  "If it pleases you, m'lord." She
bowed her head some.

   The man reached into a closer, and pulled a short, tight blue dress out,
with a very low back and neckline.  He pulled it over her head, and look at
her.  "mmm...good enough to eat...again." he added, "Oh, and you won't need
any undergarments..."

   The woman nodded, and felt the material.  It was so silky.  She blushed,
and felt herself growing more slick.  Where would she be going?  She
felt... scared.  She hoped that the man would be nice to her and that she
would never see the dark side of that man.  Maybe...  she could learn to
accept her fate and move like a river, soft and peaceful, chained to the
path set for her.

   ---End
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