Alice wanted more.  She didn't move away when her master reached climax, she stayed still and relished every last drop.  She felt as if she had given into something, an urge of some sort; it felt like a burden had been lifted.<br/><br/>Alice could not let her mind wonder too far, not with what was in front of her.  She made sure to treat him well to the end.<br/><br/><em>After all, what if it stains my dress?  Wait, would he like that?</em><br/><br/>Alice looked up at her master, hoping to make eye contact.  Her eyes held a new, uncharacteristic passion; she has<em>never</em>felt this before but now she begged for more.  She must serve him.