"The flesh is weak," he said softly as he paused his new torture, "It betrays us and fails us.  Your woman's body knows what it was meant for... what the gods crafted it for... and it wants to be used and pleasured and filled..."<br/><br/>He kissed her sex softly and then eased his tongue as deeply into her as he could to curl and lap at her nectar.<br/><br/>"It offers me your sweet wine... It aches for my touch...  You cannot resist... Just give in and beg for it... Beg me like a hungry little slavegirl...  The more you fight me, the more I will have to take from you...  Keep this up and you might not even get to keep your name my tigress..."<br/><br/>Then his lips closed on her nub, sucking it into his mouth where his tongue could play over it as he sucked hard on that swollen flesh.