Tamaska was caught completely unaware as hi ships bucked forward hard. She had been so caught up in telling her Mistress every lewd detail of her service of the young human that she had been focusing on her pleasure and not him. Her eyes rolled up to his face and she cursed softly, knowing that she had failed in her task. The proof of it made her blush as thick forceful and copious blasts of hot seed splashed onto her face. Her eyes clenched shut instinctively as after the second steaming spurt marred her beautiful blue skin he let out a loud cry.<br/><br/>With mouth wide as she was ordered, Tamaska took the next gooey pulses eagerly and each gush was bittersweet due to the knowledge that while each gush that soaked her skin aroused her further it also meant that she would not be able to do a thing to ease her need. She looked up at the recovering human with a petulant pout, blaming him for not being able to contain himself. he pout got more severe when Mistress Bahiyya told her not to swallow. She was not going to be allowed that little pleasure.<br/><br/>Blushing deeply, she tipped her head forward, letting the hot deposit in her mouth drip onto her heaving breasts. The thick whit dripped onto her perfect blue orbs, joining what had already found its way there. Her hands finally left his slowly deflating tool to cup her breasts, smearing his gift across the skin, leaving a sheen of it all over her breasts. The priestess rocked her hips lightly showing her arousal at such a dirty act. It felt so good. Soft coos felt from parted, lips as her seed splattered face gaze up at him, seeing the enjoyment in his wide-eyed stare.<br/><br/>She smiled softly, sweetly up at him as she opened her mouth to take him in once again, suckling at him to clean up every last delicious trace of his release. She lingered just a little, not long enough to earn her Mistress' displeasure but enough to enjoy bringing him to full attention again. If she had to deal with not getting to satisfy her need because of him she reasoned that it was only fair that he suffer the same. She pulled her mouth from his tool with a wet pop and knelt back on her haunches to listen to her punishment.<br/><br/>The young trolless blushed deeply and squirmed in discomfort. Despite her quick fall to the pleasures of the flesh the thought of having so many staring at her, looking at her in this condition made her both exceedingly self-conscious and more than a little aroused. The thought of all of eyes on her, by the Light! She felt the heat flooding her worsen along with her fright.<span style="color: indigo">"Mistress Bahiyya, may i at least clean myself up. I do not think it would be good for the Baron to see me with another man's... leavings... on me, and you did say that the Baron would not find out about this incident." </span>Try as she might to sound as though she was protecting her most recent lover, Tamaska knew that Bahiyya could see through it and knew she just did not to be seem with thick splashes of white all over her face and a nice gloss of it on her heaving breasts. Still, the captive troll knelt there, looking up hopefully.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>