Lady of Pleasure
by The Traveling Master
More, more… Always more…
Her appetite for sumptuous feasts and delicate flavors knew no bounds. The Lady in silky red appeared before him as a masterpiece of sensual delights. Her elegance and meticulous care had coaxed her soul to bloom in the most authentic of ways.
Her soft gentle demeanor distracted the unwary from the depth of her mind. Drifting in the shadows, she took pleasure in every detail of her life. Crafting out days spent in enjoying savory morsels between her ruby lips while her mind shivered in all manner of ambrosial delights.
Her appetite for sumptuous feasts and delicate flavors knew no bounds. The Lady in silky red appeared before him as a masterpiece of sensual delights. Her elegance and meticulous care had coaxed her soul to bloom in the most authentic of ways.
Her soft gentle demeanor distracted the unwary from the depth of her mind. Drifting in the shadows, she took pleasure in every detail of her life. Crafting out days spent in enjoying savory morsels between her ruby lips while her mind shivered in all manner of ambrosial delights.
More, more… Always more…
She was Pleasure…
She embodied pleasure in a way he had never seen before. In all forms and desires, she tasted every ounce of pleasure she could find. There was no need for elaborate designs and earth-shattering bliss when she found a delicacy to enjoy. She could extract and savor pleasure in all its delights.
She found it in the aromas and nuances of a good wine as well as in the sweet hypnotic surrender she coaxed from her enraptured subjects. Her lips and nibble tongue can taste all the hidden flavors of high cuisine as her mind seeks out scrumptious souls to indulge in her special brand of sweet surrender.
More, more… Always more…
His eyes had captivated her in a way that hinted at the depth they concealed. His strong shoulders and special vernacular enchanted her and whet her appetite. Her powerful sensual presence bewildered him as she appeared with a unique cocktail of confident shyness. A perfect allure for his curious mind as their souls circled the dance floor while they shared a casual drink.
His curiosity was just as boundless as her appetite as their comfort grew with each sip and easy smiles. With his simple words, he forged steamy tales of hypnotic lust as she savored the possibilities of taming such a lively mind.
Their first meeting had been little more than a pleasant chat, but both knew it would not be their last.
More, more… Always more…
Appetites deepened until they met again. Their words grew as both minds took to the dance floor once again. Edging closer and closer to each other as the magnetic pull of their souls manifested once more. She had thoroughly enjoyed the appetizer of their first meeting and was eagerly looking forward to the next dish.
She could tell how much her humble beauty pulled at his awareness. She never flaunted or assumed she was the most exotic and alluring lady in the room, not by any means, but she completely fell for men that made her feel like she was.
More, more… Always more…
His eyes and words hinted to the single mindedness of his desire for her. As their meal dragged deliciously on her mind kept tasting samples of his thoughts and intellect. She found herself smiling as her mind casually paired his intellect with the meal before them. Like the perfect meal that goes with a full bodied wine. Leaving more to savor on her lips than either could hope to offer by themselves.
His lips kept moving in the most sensual ways as he let his words flow out from his mind, igniting her pleasure. She had savored his descriptions and intellect enough to have soaked in the erotic delights he offered her. Whetting her appetite for more as her own sharp mind elegantly seduced his desire to explore her many wilds.
More, more… Always more…
She wanted more. She wanted to savor his pleasure like he was savoring her sensual smiles. She could tell how aroused their talks made him and she whispered sweet notions of surrender mixed in with their playful banter. She wanted to taste every nook and cranny of his mind as it applied itself to tantalize and excite her.
She wanted to reach out and seduce it…
Tempt it to follow along as she made him relax and surrender to the honey pouring from her erotic lips. As the second meal drew to a close and they both relaxed and enjoyed an aromatic night cap, she tenderly and unconsciously licked the rim of her glass, making his eyes drop down to admire her velvet lips.
More, more… Always more…
As enticing as his words and handsome face were, she weathered the storm of her growing passion with ease as she savored the unique flavor of his growing interest and arousal for her. The second movement of their dance was drawing to a close as the bottle emptied and their minds continued to seduce each other. Wanting so much more…
But the Lady of Pleasure was in no rush and let her want grow while stoking the fires in his mind. She had no doubt that as she gracefully walked away from their incredible evening, his eyes would be hard pressed to ignore the inviting sway in her hips.
More, more… Always more…
She smiled as she read the long and erotic missive he sent her a few days later. She could easily read between the lines of his steamy descriptions and gleam his hidden desires. He was falling exquisitely under her sensual spell and his words made her appetite grow in anticipation. His mind would be an incredible feast and she didn’t want to miss any of the flavors she would seduce from him.
The hunger in him awoke more and more every time they talked and he could peak inside her carefully guarded mind. Everything about her hinted at exquisite delights and promised him infinite pleasure and new wonders to experience. He could feel his calm deliberate confidence waver each time they were together. Teasing him a bit more… Seducing him with sharp thoughts and clever discussions.
The lady of pleasure had a whole country’s worth to explore and discover hidden away inside her mind and he wanted to sample every inch of it.
More, more… Always more…
The main course of their sumptuous mental dance finally came and her eyes sparkled with deep wells of desire as he kissed her hand tenderly. She smiled at his good manners as her mind deeply appreciated his reverence. He was already in awe of her inner beauty and she knew all too well how best to seduce that part of him further down the path of sweet surrender. Her heart beat that much faster as his lips lingered near her soft skin.
Making her picture how exquisite they will feel as he eventually reveres and worships every inch of her beauty…
Soon… Very soon…
The Lady of Pleasure was more stunning than anything he had ever seen or experienced. He tasted her soft skin and knew all too well the dangers of such an enticing confident woman. His lips tingled as if that simple touch had granted him the ecstasy of tasting her beauty. Her very soul…
He wanted more…
More, more… Always more…
As their luxuriant meal progressed and their mental dance grew closer, the embers of desires smoldered in their eyes as words began to drift and sway like the candles lighting their private table. She could feel that he was captivated by her allure just as much as she was savoring his company. She knew his soul would never yield to conventional shows of confidence. She knew that his was a mind to be lured in.
Tempted…
Seduced onto the path and promise of pleasure.
Which she knew she could expertly offer him as her mind already crafted the siren song that would ease him into her sweet voice. Every morsel of his mind held hidden truffles of erotic delight that she experienced through his words. She licked her lips unconsciously as her want manifested an insatiable desire to experience his generous linguistics while she guided his mind to yield to her voice.
More, more… Always more…
She wanted his mind to surrender to the pleasure. Guide it to the same erotic elations they spoke about as they danced and slowly unwrapped the layers of their minds. She knew that the feast he would experience under her tender care would be impossible for him to resist. Just as it was impossible for her to deny that she yearned for his pleasure. Craved to reach out and cradle his mind in her soft hypnotic embrace as she fed the endless fire in his soul.
Soon… Soon she would be able to experience that growing inferno. Shape it to burn away all his reservations and worries. Fuel it with more than promises, but with pure unfiltered pleasures. And she would be able to see it all. Experience his ecstasy… See his surrender as his mind drifts in her words…
The feast was almost ready and it promised to be grand.
More, more… Always more…
The table was set. The seduction, complete.
Her words poured out like silky honey in the privacy of her humble abode. Their dance had been long and delicious as their minds grew comfortable and deeply aroused. They had talked for ages and explored each other's wants like a patron admiring an elaborate canvas. The Lady of Pleasure had thoroughly enraptured his soul and as he sat across from her elegance, he sipped his wine as if he could already taste her on his lips.
Her honey sweet voice grew low and alluring as she invited him to listen to her tale of pleasure. Being the gentleman that he was, he obliged and followed along as her words incrementally relaxed him with sweet promises. Her heart was racing as she saw his eyes sparkle with lust before they softened.
She savored that first incredible taste...
More, more… Always more…
When his surrender exquisitely manifested before her eyes, her mouth grew dry in wild anticipation. There was no hint of worry or trace of resistance as he followed her gentle instructions. She took the time to savor one last sip of wine before she licked her soft lips. She had promised him pleasure beyond anything he had experienced before.
And in that moment, when his mind completely surrendered to her voice, the long awaited feast could finally begin.
She got up and went behind him. His mind was lost in the euphoria of her trance as she placed her lips next to his ear. Even as deep as he was, she saw him shiver as her silky voice suddenly whispered in his ear.
More, more… Always more…
He had expected pleasure, but the Lady had promised something more and she more than delivered. His mind grew thick with deep arousal as her words seemingly echoed from inside his mind. Guiding him to places his creativity only mused about. She unlocked desires and pleasures he didn’t even know he had denied himself.
And she savored it all for a long while before she casually undressed.
Her voice made short work of his clothes while she licked her lips at the manly reveal. Her words slowly gathered his desires and pooled them together in a way that made him pleasure drunk. His arousal was delicious to witness and she made sure he would be able to contain it.
What good is a feast if it is over after a single delectable bite?
More, more… Always more…
His mind was half asleep when he finally opened his eyes to behold a feast of his own. He did not question why he was standing at the foot of her bed naked nor did he think to wonder why his mind couldn’t register anything else in the room.
All he saw was his Lady of Pleasure.
All he wanted was her.
His lust boiled over and he gave into it without resistance. He was brimming with erotic ecstacy, seemingly on the brink of an impossible release…
But the Lady captivated him completely so he ignored the pressure building inside him and crawled on the silk sheets to kiss his way up her legs. Her skin was bliss to his lips and before long, the goal of his hypnotic desire revealed itself to his sleepy eyes.
More, more… Always more…
Insatiable… He felt utterly insatiable as he pleasured her. Each gasp and moan from her soft lips sent his pleasure higher, threatening to make him lose control of his release. But as his lips and nimble tongue explored the Lady’s depths, his mind knew all too well that she would never permit him to reach it.
Not until she herself had savored his lust for her.
And savor she did…
His careful ministrations and attentive desires made her own pleasure soar to heights she longed to experience. His hypnotic surrender had been everything she had hoped it would be. Bending his extensive mind to her pleasure made her almost delirious as his body became a tool of perfect pleasure.
More, more… Always more…
As his flesh finally and exquisitely found its way inside her, his half awakened voice started to whisper the tales she craved to hear. He told her how beautiful she was. How deeply hypnotized and helpless he was for her. Tenderly edging her on with eloquent descriptions of the pleasure she had granted him. Her mind was making love with his enraptured intellect while her body experienced his pure arousal.
It was everything she had dreamed it would be…
And more…
More, more… Always more…
The inferno she had carefully fed swept her away as his hypnotic ecstasy became her reality. She lost herself in the wonderful torrent of the intellectual and animal lust they had both crafted for themselves. His mind and her words, creating a moment of glory unlike anything either of them had experienced before.
The Lady of Pleasure was finally soaking in her purest essence. Pleasures of the flesh mixed and combined with the pleasures of the soul as she climbed higher than even she dared to hope. She didn’t want it to stop. She didn’t want to yield to his pleading and release her hypnotic hold over him.
She wanted more… Ever more…
More, more… Always more…
She held on tight to his broad shoulders and listened to his eager whispers as he described a thousand ways he was experiencing his pleasure for her. All the while, his relentless hypnotic rhythm pumped ambrosia into her veins with every meticulous thrust.
She had craved this moment for so long…
And now it was theirs to savor…
Her eyes rolled as finally… The Lady of Pleasure succumbed to her own delirious bliss and started to whisper into his ear, sending him deeper into her voice. Her mind was awash with hazy sweet silky pleasure and she let her well rehearsed lines pour out into his soul.
“More, more… Always more…” she found herself saying.
If she had been calm and relaxed, she would have found it odd. But she was lost in the beauty of the moment as her pleasure made her voice sing. She expected her release to erupt as soon as her words kicked his lust into overdrive, but to her delicious surprise, her eruption never came.
The volcano of pleasure bubbling along her skin just grew hotter and hotter.
His words seemed to keep that voluptuous eruption at bay as his body continued to give her pleasures she didn’t know she could experience. Without her realizing it, a shift had taken place as they consummated their divine feast.
“More, more… Always more…” she whispered again.
Through his hypnotically driven need to please her, his mind had found the one thing he knew she craved. A desire so profound she rarely permitted herself to indulge. She yearned to feel what she made others experience. To let go of her carefully guarded mind and leap into endless pleasures as she sank into the gentle care of another’s words.
He knew she was a creature of divine pleasure, both taken and experienced.
So when his mind awoke enough to indulge her desire to hear him use his intellect to pleasure her, he eased into a seduction of his own. As he flexed his mind for her pleasure, he awoke more and more as the deep desire to please her lingered.
“More, more… Always more…” she said.
His words took on a depth and a quality of their own as he made love to her mind. Subtly seducing her to follow his imagery and guidance as he told her about the ways he experienced her. She dove into them without fear or reservation. Like a moth to a flame, her mind yielded to his invitation and slowly sank in the hypnotic delight while his pace grew slow and measured.
The Lady of Pleasure peeled away her careful reservations and allowed herself to experience his words. Sink into blissful oblivion as the pleasure grew and grew…
“More, more… Always more…” she said hotly as her mind awoke.
She opened her eyes to see his sparkling eyes as the hypnotic trance faded away slowly, leaving her with a new hunger as she felt him stay still inside her. She smiled as she realized she had dropped somewhere along the way. His words teasing ever more pleasure from her mind as his body continued to obey and pleasure her.
He had only allowed her to sink and drift in her pleasure. He had not pushed or coaxed anything else from her mind before he slowly let her awaken. His mind went to a thousand different ways of guiding her sleeping mind to the exquisite things she longed to savor. He stood before a map to all her pleasures and wanted to travel to all of them.
Wanted to guide her there in sumptuous ways.
Just like she had guided him.
But he refrained from taking that first step. That night was her feast to enjoy and he wasn’t going to take that away from her. Even if he already knew what she would ask as she slowly awoke and looked up in his eyes. Their dance had shown him the strong fragility of her soul and as much as he knew the depth of her want, he also knew she needed to ask.
She looked up in his eyes, realizing he was awake and back to his incredible self. He was calm and collected as she felt him throb motionless inside her. He wanted her so much… He needed her in a way that made her heart race.
More, more… Always more…
She wanted it all. Every delight he had to offer her. His helpless mind as well as his guidance. In that vulnerable and delicious moment, she saw the same want in his eyes as it mirrored her own. The deep elation of feeling that control as the other’s mind gives way. Feeling yourself surrender to it as much as accept the other’s abdication to your control.
His lust was still hot on her lips as her hands gently cupped the sides of his handsome face. She looked deep in his eyes and she could see no fear or worry. She knew he understood that she had claimed his mind. That with a few simple words, she could sink him back down into his mindless search for her pleasure.
He did not fear it. Did he want it? No… He was just offering her the choice. She could see it as plain as day. He still wanted her pleasure… Mindless or awake, he would give her as much as she could consume…
And she wanted to savor it all…
She gently pulled on his face so she could whisper in his ear. She bit her lip in delicious anticipation before letting her voice pour out like honey silk.
“More, more… Always more…” she whispered. “Take me there…”
The mantra of her want became the song of her pleasure. He kissed her deeply before letting the soft bliss of his words take her back down a path she yearned to experience.
More, more… Always more…
His words and body combined to send her into the feast of pleasure she hadn’t dared to anticipate. Her voice lost all semblance of the elegance that had enraptured him as his talents made her sing the primal songs residing deep in her soul.
A song only he would have the pleasure to experience…
A song that would later on be mirrored by his voice as she took him down explorations of her own.
But not that night.
The feast was finally complete as she experienced the divine ecstasy she had longed to devour ever since their minds started to dance around each other.
Words fail to describe the depth of pleasure he guided her to discover.
And yet…
She continued to chant her want all through the night…
More, more… Always more…
She was Pleasure…
She embodied pleasure in a way he had never seen before. In all forms and desires, she tasted every ounce of pleasure she could find. There was no need for elaborate designs and earth-shattering bliss when she found a delicacy to enjoy. She could extract and savor pleasure in all its delights.
She found it in the aromas and nuances of a good wine as well as in the sweet hypnotic surrender she coaxed from her enraptured subjects. Her lips and nibble tongue can taste all the hidden flavors of high cuisine as her mind seeks out scrumptious souls to indulge in her special brand of sweet surrender.
More, more… Always more…
His eyes had captivated her in a way that hinted at the depth they concealed. His strong shoulders and special vernacular enchanted her and whet her appetite. Her powerful sensual presence bewildered him as she appeared with a unique cocktail of confident shyness. A perfect allure for his curious mind as their souls circled the dance floor while they shared a casual drink.
His curiosity was just as boundless as her appetite as their comfort grew with each sip and easy smiles. With his simple words, he forged steamy tales of hypnotic lust as she savored the possibilities of taming such a lively mind.
Their first meeting had been little more than a pleasant chat, but both knew it would not be their last.
More, more… Always more…
Appetites deepened until they met again. Their words grew as both minds took to the dance floor once again. Edging closer and closer to each other as the magnetic pull of their souls manifested once more. She had thoroughly enjoyed the appetizer of their first meeting and was eagerly looking forward to the next dish.
She could tell how much her humble beauty pulled at his awareness. She never flaunted or assumed she was the most exotic and alluring lady in the room, not by any means, but she completely fell for men that made her feel like she was.
More, more… Always more…
His eyes and words hinted to the single mindedness of his desire for her. As their meal dragged deliciously on her mind kept tasting samples of his thoughts and intellect. She found herself smiling as her mind casually paired his intellect with the meal before them. Like the perfect meal that goes with a full bodied wine. Leaving more to savor on her lips than either could hope to offer by themselves.
His lips kept moving in the most sensual ways as he let his words flow out from his mind, igniting her pleasure. She had savored his descriptions and intellect enough to have soaked in the erotic delights he offered her. Whetting her appetite for more as her own sharp mind elegantly seduced his desire to explore her many wilds.
More, more… Always more…
She wanted more. She wanted to savor his pleasure like he was savoring her sensual smiles. She could tell how aroused their talks made him and she whispered sweet notions of surrender mixed in with their playful banter. She wanted to taste every nook and cranny of his mind as it applied itself to tantalize and excite her.
She wanted to reach out and seduce it…
Tempt it to follow along as she made him relax and surrender to the honey pouring from her erotic lips. As the second meal drew to a close and they both relaxed and enjoyed an aromatic night cap, she tenderly and unconsciously licked the rim of her glass, making his eyes drop down to admire her velvet lips.
More, more… Always more…
As enticing as his words and handsome face were, she weathered the storm of her growing passion with ease as she savored the unique flavor of his growing interest and arousal for her. The second movement of their dance was drawing to a close as the bottle emptied and their minds continued to seduce each other. Wanting so much more…
But the Lady of Pleasure was in no rush and let her want grow while stoking the fires in his mind. She had no doubt that as she gracefully walked away from their incredible evening, his eyes would be hard pressed to ignore the inviting sway in her hips.
More, more… Always more…
She smiled as she read the long and erotic missive he sent her a few days later. She could easily read between the lines of his steamy descriptions and gleam his hidden desires. He was falling exquisitely under her sensual spell and his words made her appetite grow in anticipation. His mind would be an incredible feast and she didn’t want to miss any of the flavors she would seduce from him.
The hunger in him awoke more and more every time they talked and he could peak inside her carefully guarded mind. Everything about her hinted at exquisite delights and promised him infinite pleasure and new wonders to experience. He could feel his calm deliberate confidence waver each time they were together. Teasing him a bit more… Seducing him with sharp thoughts and clever discussions.
The lady of pleasure had a whole country’s worth to explore and discover hidden away inside her mind and he wanted to sample every inch of it.
More, more… Always more…
The main course of their sumptuous mental dance finally came and her eyes sparkled with deep wells of desire as he kissed her hand tenderly. She smiled at his good manners as her mind deeply appreciated his reverence. He was already in awe of her inner beauty and she knew all too well how best to seduce that part of him further down the path of sweet surrender. Her heart beat that much faster as his lips lingered near her soft skin.
Making her picture how exquisite they will feel as he eventually reveres and worships every inch of her beauty…
Soon… Very soon…
The Lady of Pleasure was more stunning than anything he had ever seen or experienced. He tasted her soft skin and knew all too well the dangers of such an enticing confident woman. His lips tingled as if that simple touch had granted him the ecstasy of tasting her beauty. Her very soul…
He wanted more…
More, more… Always more…
As their luxuriant meal progressed and their mental dance grew closer, the embers of desires smoldered in their eyes as words began to drift and sway like the candles lighting their private table. She could feel that he was captivated by her allure just as much as she was savoring his company. She knew his soul would never yield to conventional shows of confidence. She knew that his was a mind to be lured in.
Tempted…
Seduced onto the path and promise of pleasure.
Which she knew she could expertly offer him as her mind already crafted the siren song that would ease him into her sweet voice. Every morsel of his mind held hidden truffles of erotic delight that she experienced through his words. She licked her lips unconsciously as her want manifested an insatiable desire to experience his generous linguistics while she guided his mind to yield to her voice.
More, more… Always more…
She wanted his mind to surrender to the pleasure. Guide it to the same erotic elations they spoke about as they danced and slowly unwrapped the layers of their minds. She knew that the feast he would experience under her tender care would be impossible for him to resist. Just as it was impossible for her to deny that she yearned for his pleasure. Craved to reach out and cradle his mind in her soft hypnotic embrace as she fed the endless fire in his soul.
Soon… Soon she would be able to experience that growing inferno. Shape it to burn away all his reservations and worries. Fuel it with more than promises, but with pure unfiltered pleasures. And she would be able to see it all. Experience his ecstasy… See his surrender as his mind drifts in her words…
The feast was almost ready and it promised to be grand.
More, more… Always more…
The table was set. The seduction, complete.
Her words poured out like silky honey in the privacy of her humble abode. Their dance had been long and delicious as their minds grew comfortable and deeply aroused. They had talked for ages and explored each other's wants like a patron admiring an elaborate canvas. The Lady of Pleasure had thoroughly enraptured his soul and as he sat across from her elegance, he sipped his wine as if he could already taste her on his lips.
Her honey sweet voice grew low and alluring as she invited him to listen to her tale of pleasure. Being the gentleman that he was, he obliged and followed along as her words incrementally relaxed him with sweet promises. Her heart was racing as she saw his eyes sparkle with lust before they softened.
She savored that first incredible taste...
More, more… Always more…
When his surrender exquisitely manifested before her eyes, her mouth grew dry in wild anticipation. There was no hint of worry or trace of resistance as he followed her gentle instructions. She took the time to savor one last sip of wine before she licked her soft lips. She had promised him pleasure beyond anything he had experienced before.
And in that moment, when his mind completely surrendered to her voice, the long awaited feast could finally begin.
She got up and went behind him. His mind was lost in the euphoria of her trance as she placed her lips next to his ear. Even as deep as he was, she saw him shiver as her silky voice suddenly whispered in his ear.
More, more… Always more…
He had expected pleasure, but the Lady had promised something more and she more than delivered. His mind grew thick with deep arousal as her words seemingly echoed from inside his mind. Guiding him to places his creativity only mused about. She unlocked desires and pleasures he didn’t even know he had denied himself.
And she savored it all for a long while before she casually undressed.
Her voice made short work of his clothes while she licked her lips at the manly reveal. Her words slowly gathered his desires and pooled them together in a way that made him pleasure drunk. His arousal was delicious to witness and she made sure he would be able to contain it.
What good is a feast if it is over after a single delectable bite?
More, more… Always more…
His mind was half asleep when he finally opened his eyes to behold a feast of his own. He did not question why he was standing at the foot of her bed naked nor did he think to wonder why his mind couldn’t register anything else in the room.
All he saw was his Lady of Pleasure.
All he wanted was her.
His lust boiled over and he gave into it without resistance. He was brimming with erotic ecstacy, seemingly on the brink of an impossible release…
But the Lady captivated him completely so he ignored the pressure building inside him and crawled on the silk sheets to kiss his way up her legs. Her skin was bliss to his lips and before long, the goal of his hypnotic desire revealed itself to his sleepy eyes.
More, more… Always more…
Insatiable… He felt utterly insatiable as he pleasured her. Each gasp and moan from her soft lips sent his pleasure higher, threatening to make him lose control of his release. But as his lips and nimble tongue explored the Lady’s depths, his mind knew all too well that she would never permit him to reach it.
Not until she herself had savored his lust for her.
And savor she did…
His careful ministrations and attentive desires made her own pleasure soar to heights she longed to experience. His hypnotic surrender had been everything she had hoped it would be. Bending his extensive mind to her pleasure made her almost delirious as his body became a tool of perfect pleasure.
More, more… Always more…
As his flesh finally and exquisitely found its way inside her, his half awakened voice started to whisper the tales she craved to hear. He told her how beautiful she was. How deeply hypnotized and helpless he was for her. Tenderly edging her on with eloquent descriptions of the pleasure she had granted him. Her mind was making love with his enraptured intellect while her body experienced his pure arousal.
It was everything she had dreamed it would be…
And more…
More, more… Always more…
The inferno she had carefully fed swept her away as his hypnotic ecstasy became her reality. She lost herself in the wonderful torrent of the intellectual and animal lust they had both crafted for themselves. His mind and her words, creating a moment of glory unlike anything either of them had experienced before.
The Lady of Pleasure was finally soaking in her purest essence. Pleasures of the flesh mixed and combined with the pleasures of the soul as she climbed higher than even she dared to hope. She didn’t want it to stop. She didn’t want to yield to his pleading and release her hypnotic hold over him.
She wanted more… Ever more…
More, more… Always more…
She held on tight to his broad shoulders and listened to his eager whispers as he described a thousand ways he was experiencing his pleasure for her. All the while, his relentless hypnotic rhythm pumped ambrosia into her veins with every meticulous thrust.
She had craved this moment for so long…
And now it was theirs to savor…
Her eyes rolled as finally… The Lady of Pleasure succumbed to her own delirious bliss and started to whisper into his ear, sending him deeper into her voice. Her mind was awash with hazy sweet silky pleasure and she let her well rehearsed lines pour out into his soul.
“More, more… Always more…” she found herself saying.
If she had been calm and relaxed, she would have found it odd. But she was lost in the beauty of the moment as her pleasure made her voice sing. She expected her release to erupt as soon as her words kicked his lust into overdrive, but to her delicious surprise, her eruption never came.
The volcano of pleasure bubbling along her skin just grew hotter and hotter.
His words seemed to keep that voluptuous eruption at bay as his body continued to give her pleasures she didn’t know she could experience. Without her realizing it, a shift had taken place as they consummated their divine feast.
“More, more… Always more…” she whispered again.
Through his hypnotically driven need to please her, his mind had found the one thing he knew she craved. A desire so profound she rarely permitted herself to indulge. She yearned to feel what she made others experience. To let go of her carefully guarded mind and leap into endless pleasures as she sank into the gentle care of another’s words.
He knew she was a creature of divine pleasure, both taken and experienced.
So when his mind awoke enough to indulge her desire to hear him use his intellect to pleasure her, he eased into a seduction of his own. As he flexed his mind for her pleasure, he awoke more and more as the deep desire to please her lingered.
“More, more… Always more…” she said.
His words took on a depth and a quality of their own as he made love to her mind. Subtly seducing her to follow his imagery and guidance as he told her about the ways he experienced her. She dove into them without fear or reservation. Like a moth to a flame, her mind yielded to his invitation and slowly sank in the hypnotic delight while his pace grew slow and measured.
The Lady of Pleasure peeled away her careful reservations and allowed herself to experience his words. Sink into blissful oblivion as the pleasure grew and grew…
“More, more… Always more…” she said hotly as her mind awoke.
She opened her eyes to see his sparkling eyes as the hypnotic trance faded away slowly, leaving her with a new hunger as she felt him stay still inside her. She smiled as she realized she had dropped somewhere along the way. His words teasing ever more pleasure from her mind as his body continued to obey and pleasure her.
He had only allowed her to sink and drift in her pleasure. He had not pushed or coaxed anything else from her mind before he slowly let her awaken. His mind went to a thousand different ways of guiding her sleeping mind to the exquisite things she longed to savor. He stood before a map to all her pleasures and wanted to travel to all of them.
Wanted to guide her there in sumptuous ways.
Just like she had guided him.
But he refrained from taking that first step. That night was her feast to enjoy and he wasn’t going to take that away from her. Even if he already knew what she would ask as she slowly awoke and looked up in his eyes. Their dance had shown him the strong fragility of her soul and as much as he knew the depth of her want, he also knew she needed to ask.
She looked up in his eyes, realizing he was awake and back to his incredible self. He was calm and collected as she felt him throb motionless inside her. He wanted her so much… He needed her in a way that made her heart race.
More, more… Always more…
She wanted it all. Every delight he had to offer her. His helpless mind as well as his guidance. In that vulnerable and delicious moment, she saw the same want in his eyes as it mirrored her own. The deep elation of feeling that control as the other’s mind gives way. Feeling yourself surrender to it as much as accept the other’s abdication to your control.
His lust was still hot on her lips as her hands gently cupped the sides of his handsome face. She looked deep in his eyes and she could see no fear or worry. She knew he understood that she had claimed his mind. That with a few simple words, she could sink him back down into his mindless search for her pleasure.
He did not fear it. Did he want it? No… He was just offering her the choice. She could see it as plain as day. He still wanted her pleasure… Mindless or awake, he would give her as much as she could consume…
And she wanted to savor it all…
She gently pulled on his face so she could whisper in his ear. She bit her lip in delicious anticipation before letting her voice pour out like honey silk.
“More, more… Always more…” she whispered. “Take me there…”
The mantra of her want became the song of her pleasure. He kissed her deeply before letting the soft bliss of his words take her back down a path she yearned to experience.
More, more… Always more…
His words and body combined to send her into the feast of pleasure she hadn’t dared to anticipate. Her voice lost all semblance of the elegance that had enraptured him as his talents made her sing the primal songs residing deep in her soul.
A song only he would have the pleasure to experience…
A song that would later on be mirrored by his voice as she took him down explorations of her own.
But not that night.
The feast was finally complete as she experienced the divine ecstasy she had longed to devour ever since their minds started to dance around each other.
Words fail to describe the depth of pleasure he guided her to discover.
And yet…
She continued to chant her want all through the night…
More, more… Always more…