With spots from the candle lights clouding her vision all Daphne could see was Eirene as she strode from her young lover to sit, leaving the blonde with the remains of her shredded blindfold clenched between trembling fingers. Even through her blurred eyesight she could see the sinfully lush smile that curled her lips and the hungry possession that glinted in her lover’s eyes, the desire was evident in every graceful movement her Mistress took. Although she luxuriated in Eirene’s desire for her, guilt coiled low, just beneath the surface of her own need, sparked by the welcomed possession conveyed in every action and raking gaze.<br/><br/><div align="center">XxX</div><br/><em>"Daphnie, come," her father called to her as she passed the open door, her mother's linens, still damp from being washed, draped over her arms. Pausing briefly, she carefully moved the fabric to one arm and pushed a blonde tendril from the delicate curve of her cheek before stepping closer, her sapphire eyes transfixed to the floor as she walked. But when her eyes rose they were immediately transfixed by the man standing next to her father. Her heart skipped a beat and a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips when their eyes met before she glanced away, a blush dusting the bridge of her nose and running along her cheeks, dark eyelashes forming a gentle crescent upon her cheeks. "This, my dear, is Orion..."</em><br/><br/><em>A fortnight passed and each meeting was held beneath her father's careful supervision, never straying from their chaperone's protective watch. Each moment spent in each other's company was filled with laughter and a pleasantness her father encouraged and with each reluctant goodbye was met with anticipation for their next encounter. Although Orion held her interest, Eirene continued to be Daphne's center focus; her heart still captured by the sensual brunette with the heated melted chocolate eyes and the graceful touch that could both punish and pleasure. Her heart and soul still belonged to the elder woman, but how could see resist the satisfaction and contentment that rolled from her parents with the knowledge of a good match for their only child?</em><br/><br/><div align="center">XxX</div><br/>Pushing thoughts of the rakish captain from her mind, she allowed the torn fabric that once served as her blindfold to slip from her fingers, fluttering to the floor to coil at her feet as she quickly crossed the space. Standing between her lover's splayed thighs, she slowly sank to her knees, feather-soft touches caressing her love's hips before slipping around toned thighs to caress arousal-slick folds before temptation became too strong. With a hushed groan, Daphne pressed forward, fingers parting Eirene in the most intimate way before her lips and tongue sought out Eirene's pleasure with a hungry determination. Two seeking fingers slipped within her Mistress, curling within and grazing her nails along slick walls while her lips captured the small bundle of raw nerves that she happily lavished with her attention.