Callisto listened intently... her fingers flexing stronger, her face dipping closer... offering a tease in every sense of the word as she brought her Minotaur to speak in greater detail. Once more... the fabric of his loin cloth brought to the tip of his member... but this time, a further reaching motion as she engaged in wiping it off. She dried his member entirely... taking advantage of the cool chill she had already implemented.<br/><br/>Then-... leaning inward, her hands rested against the base of his shaft, preventing him, even in all of his strength from forcing his hips forward anymore than he already could... she let her lips part, almost touching the tip of his shaft... so close...<em>so close.</em><br/><br/>Then she let another breath pass her lips, this time not a curl-lipped blow of a cool current, but a breathy throaty hiss... deep and deliberate as her warm breath emerged steaming his dark member.<br/><br/>"And-... was she bound? Was she brought here to wait for your arrival, or were you here waiting for her."<br/><br/>Then-... the slightest traces of Callisto's teeth could be felt on his sensitive head. She let the pressure of his head warm not necessarily her teeth but the feeling against her gums that let her know her teeth were in fact grazing against something. She delicately let them press against him with the slightest of clawing motions before lifting them again... forgoing the feeling of any touch on his shaft except for her hands at his base again.<br/><br/>"-... Details... my beast... details." she offered what would be the final hint. She was not interested in his casual reports or his overall wrap-ups. This was hell... he was not in a rush to be anywhere else, was he?<br/><br/>"Excite me... and be rewarded..." she uttered giving him a lone hint that she wanted him to recreate the scenario for her. She wanted to imagine what it was he imagined from vivid memory. She brought her right hand once more, massaging his member with a series of squeezes and then... once stopping at the peak... her left hand trailed a set of 4 fingernails tracing the length of his shaft looking to send a vivid tickling sensations to contrast the warmth she had offered him.<br/><br/>"Fail to do so-... and fail to be so." all in all... it seemed like an artistic way to present the fact.<br/><br/><br/>(http://mikes-images.com/eps/sac1/images/sac1_mq_163sd.jpg)<br/>