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Stranger in Strange Lands II

Published: 2015. 06. 28. 18:37
Inside the house, the Master knew, the two women were oblivious to the world outside of their room. The room itself was cool and full of the scents of spices, woods, oils, flowers, and sex. Mingled with those scents were the sounds of kissing, licking, moaning, murmuring, savoring, loving. The Master could almost taste them in the air, just as the women could taste each other.

The Master missed that taste. The sweet and tangy taste He had found between a woman's legs. The two women filled their mouths with that flavor now. As smooth skin slid across satiny flesh, warm thick tongues glided wetly across soft moist lips. Small hands rubbed and grasped longingly at fleshy cheeks and creamy thighs, pulling them apart to expose pink dampness to hot breath and waiting mouths.

Delicate fingers moved between feathery lips to find, to stroke, to tease, to rub and titillate those throbbing buttons of pleasure until a woman gasped. One woman moved her hand up and down between those sweet lips, spreading those warm juices up and across to stop and vigorously smear nectar on a throbbing clit. Her partner gasped and pressed the heel of her hand atop the mound front of her lips, pressing heavily and rubbing down around the edges of the lips she found there until spasms of pleasure washed over the woman whose aroma filled her senses.

Still, the Master walked on. Maybe his steps were a little lighter, but his shoulders remained just as resolute, although his burden was unseen. Beside him, a cart slowly rolled past. The beasts pulling the load drooped their heads sullenly, but trudged onward. Atop the cart sat a young boy, his eyes scanning the road for obstacles and his had flashing back and forth, urging the beasts on with his stick. The Master could see, without looking, that the boy was of the merchant class. The unnecessary lashings the beasts endured at the boy's insistence was all the Master needed to know how little it cost the boy to inflict pain. The Master closed his eyes, and wondered if the boy had ever been struck as willfully and unreservedly as the beasts hauling his father's goods.

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