Dreamed Into Life

[Illianna]

"Just tell me about it, spare no detail, I need to know all of it" I say taking a breath to steady my nerves.

[Nathaniel]

"Alas, my storytelling skills are insufficient," he repents. "Shall I be punished for this failure?"

[Illianna]

"No, I will never punish you. All I ask is you do your best."

[Nathaniel]

"Are you displeased with me, my lady?"

[Illianna]

"No, no I'm not displeased. I just want to learn and you're the only teacher I have. Our time is short so please stop the platitudes and just tell me of her!" I beg

[Nathaniel]

He bows his head. "My lady Mistress prefers to enact punishments upon my body. She will strike my hindquarters, pull my hair, slap me, spit upon me, and from time to time, take her blade to my skin. This is how she prefers I be used. She also prefers to thrust into me using a tool, which can often be painful. She prefers that I use my hands and mouth to please her when she is in a better mood."

[Illianna]

"How do you use your mouth?" I ask curios. I've held Arthur in my mouth before but am unclear as to hold a women in my mouth

[Nathaniel]

"May I demonstrate upon you?"

[Illianna]

I hesitate for a moment and then move to the bed raising my skirt "very well"

[Nathaniel]

Nathaniel seems, ever so imperceptibly, to relax. Was he... worried about her refusal to use him? Surely that cant' be what the tension in his shoulders meant, and yet, with it now released, he seems more at home. "Of course, my lady." 

He kneels between her thighs, moving slowly, kissing the inside of her left knee, then kissing his way up towards her thigh. At one point, he pauses to suck on her inner thigh, his tongue ever so gently playing across her skin. Then he continues on his way, until his tongue ever so gently laps at her slit. 

[Illianna]

It electric the shiver that runs up my spine. His toung circled my clit and start to drip at his measures a few moments later I feel his skilled fingers enter me. I take a breath and step out of my body for a moment to watch his skill. Turning my head to see exactly how he rolled his toung and curled his fingers, then I step back into my body to shudder and shake under his ministry's

[Nathaniel]

When she finishes, he pulls back, just far enough to be heard. "Would my lady like another?" he asks, ever so politely. 

[Illianna]

"How many does our mistress request." I pant closing my legs

[Nathaniel]

"At least two, often three. She is not satisfied until the second, larger completion."

[Illianna]

My face flushes slightly at the thought... still.... I have found joy in this life of sin.....far more than when my options were motherhood or Saint hood or both......

"What else does she like?" I ask not sure I could stay awake for a second go