		The morning
		By Kyrah Jade Kayles, the BlueMyst
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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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