<strong>Mr. Tsade ~ with Lily</strong><br/><br/>Tsade found himself shallow breathed as she undulated across the floor. Her body primal. Yet there was a grace to her, a grace not trained but natural. She had a gift to arousal without intent. To simply be and do while a sane man panted in a chair without arms as he watched.<br/><br/>What chaos and lust would she cause when she was trained properly. When she sang and danced on a stage before brutal men in a world apart from the luxuries of this one. What they would pay to watch her. What he would allow them to watch her do for his pleasure later.<br/><br/>She rose, as a strong sapling. Her flexible limbs pouring without spilling. She had solid balance even at tasks she did not understand. She obeyed without questions. All good. It saved her again. There was no doubt of his hunger for her as she stood before him. Arms out, hands holding the glasses. Her body nude save her collar, her legs apart and the curves of her young body and her sex a silhouette against the wall.<br/><br/>Yes, he would put her to the test. He would have her in this very room. Her first taste of his pleasure. But first some preliminaries.<br/><br/>The lights in the room were off. Those running lights on the floor were motion sensitive. Lighting her path. As she reached a point soft light would grace her, not him. He would be the darkness and the greys of the night for now. He would remain in shadows until he was ready to reveal himself to her.<br/><br/>"Come towards my voice," Tsade instructed. "When you see me, open your legs wide apart and keep taking steps until you straddle over my legs."<br/><br/><br/>