<div class="floatleft">(http://i57.tinypic.com/mwv4go.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:  Araxis (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13136083#msg13136083)</strong><br/><br/><strong>CLIENT</strong><br/><br/><strong>Situation:</strong>Claiming Chantal for the evening<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Chantal<br/><br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong><em>None</em><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>He was rough with her, but not cruel.  Perhaps he didn't know his own strength, or simply didn't really understand or believe how fragile humans could be.  Bruises might well form from the way he grabbed and manhandled her, but he wasn't going to truly damage her.<br/><br/>Perhaps, in his lust, he didn't truly care: she was his, and he would treat her as he chose.  Yet as she spoke to him, his words and smile suggested otherwise.  "Let yourself go," he commanded.  "Do what you like, show me how much you enjoy it."<br/><br/>He grabbed at her arms as he pulled her in, impaling her with his need for her.  Once he had his legs around her, a sharp slap just below the knee ordered her to wrap her legs around him.  His hands went to her breasts as he started thrusting.<br/><br/>"Your legs are mine, but your hands, your lips..."  He pointed his chin as he started into a rhythm.  "Show me what a Courtesan of the One Night Bride can do."