Is this real? I listen, breathing, I can definitely hear breathing. With pounding heart I turn my head and there you are, lying next to me, looking be...autiful in your sleep. I smile, and then it hits me. "Christ what happened last night," I think to myself. "Oh god, I fell asleep. What a way to start. What shall I do? Lie here and wait for you to wake up, wake you up." I just don't know. So I chicken out and, very quietly I get up.I walk through the villa, seeing it for the first time in. I’d made a promise, an oath in fact, to give myself to her, not as a lover, but as a pet, a plaything. The journey from rescuer and teacher had led, inevitably to this place. My role as equal had vanished, eclipsed like the sun by the shadow of the moon. Vaguely, I recalled dreams of serpents coiling about my limbs. Not nightmares certainly. Nor unpleasant. Now I understood why. I lay exposed before her, my apparel but a distant memory, her fantastical hair coiled around my ankles and wrists,. .. Oh... Oh... Oooooooohhhhhh..." Kate calls changed as he held his cock against her Fornix and her body started to shake. Her hands became clenched fists and she held her breath. Her second orgasm.Darius held the pressure against her insides for some minutes. Kate's face was going red and tears were streaming back from her eyes and her body was still twitching in the harness. She hadn't taken a breath for what seemed a long time.I looked at Darius, concern in my eyes."Nothing to worry. It didn't occur to her, since it was also a cunt-lapping position.But it occurred to Kingfisher.And there was one difference.Marylou, as she knelt over Rachel's cunt, had been wearing shorts and her cunt was not available. But Rachel was wearing a dress and that dress was hiked up to her tits and as her shapely ass hiked up her flooded cunt was naked--and accessible.Haunches lowered, moving stealthily, as if stalking a rabbit, Kingfisher advanced toward his prey. It was a far more thrilling.