Paradise Conquest [Batsose & Lilias]
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				Title: <strong>Paradise Conquest [Batsose &amp; Lilias]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>11-09-2009, 19:02:17</strong>
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				Prince Koreyasu measured the beat of the waves along the shore before him, counting each wash of sound as it trickled on the shore.&nbsp; His morning mediation, the simple act of counting waves brought a great peace to his mind.&nbsp; He tried hard to keep the distracting thoughts from interrupting the process; his fathers latest communication from his homeland urging him to return, a possible arrangement of marriage in the works to help bring more settled peace fro his fathers Bakufu.&nbsp; He left the chaos of Japan to seek new adventures, originally urged by his father to do so, but by his father's estimation too much time had passed and it was time for the heir to Shogunate to marry and secure his family's fortune and power in Japan.&nbsp; His recent triumph in battle and conquest of these beautiful islands was of no real interest to his Shogun father whose Bakufu was in turmoil.&nbsp; The marriage was in hopes of achieving peace and once again gaining the emperors favor, thus re-establishing his Bakufu's supremacy as true leader of Japan.&nbsp; Koreyasu was not interested in returning home.&nbsp; <br><br>The peace and tranquility of these islands felt more secure to him than the constant feuding in Japan and now he just wished to secure his rule here and thus increase his father's wealth and power through conquest.&nbsp; This was not entirely in keeping with Bushido code of the Samurai, but Koreyasu always considered himself a renegade.&nbsp; He preferred the decadent life as a Prince and enjoyed the spoils of battle rather than the headaches of being a leader.&nbsp; He had come to love his new addcition,having sex with whores.&nbsp; He internally feared the boredom of marriage and wanted to enjoy his youth and his gorge his sexual appetite on the young knowledgeable flesh of young prostitutes. Their willingness to please him and do whatever he ask and even offer alternative sexual practice meant to increase his pleasure gave him great delight.&nbsp; Releasing his passion, the young Prince found, was also a way to increase fighting prowess, which was counter to the ways of the Samurai.&nbsp; It was often believed that one most hold back sexual energy and conserve and this was the way to power, but the young Prince believed otherwise. he found that if he explored and exploited his sexuality, his fierce passion increased and thus he became a master on the battle field, proven by the fact that he had some many conquest.<br><br>His thought began to drift away from the unreasonable request of his father and to the possibility of a sexual encounter this afternoon, as someone has sent him a very special gift, one that he was moments away from encountering.&nbsp; He breathed in the sharp fresh ocean air and released his mind from his practice.&nbsp; He got up from his knees signaling his attendant to bring him is attire.&nbsp; He then made the slow walk up the beach, trying hard to hold back his anticipation as he ascended the small beach back to his newly acquired palace.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paradise Conquest [Batsose &amp; Lilias]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lilias</strong> on <strong>12-09-2009, 23:34:22</strong>
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				The atmosphere of the islands did not encourage discipline. The sun was too warm and friendly; the sea too clear, its bright turquoise colour unimaginable in the grim North. The palm trees rising out of the white sands and swaying in the breeze invited people to rest and enjoy themselves, not to fight. Even the rain, when it fell, arrived in clouds of droplets to cool and refresh, not to send people scrambling for cover.<br><br>All this didn't mean that the local people hadn't resisted the advance of the Japanese forces, but their attitude had no chance against the hardened samurai. The settling had been surprisingly bloodless, but there had been no formal capitulation either. And already, after only a few weeks, the soldiers had begun to relax their vigilance in a way that would have earned them a good caning at the very least, back at home.<br><br>One could easily blame it on the women, for being as beautiful and exotic to the dour northerners' eyes, and as easy with their favours to those who had gone too long without company. Why, there seemed to be even a courtesan caste that plied their trade in temples! It sounded too outlandish to be true, and there was somewhat of a language barrier involved anyway. After all, who could really believe what loose women said in bed? But perhaps the prince could find out soon.<br><br>The woman was waiting in the reception room of the palace, standing at the window, lightly leaning one hip against the frame, clearly ignoring the motionless kneeling attendants. She was dressed in the manner of the natives, in a wrap skirt slung low on her hips and a heavily embroidered vest, both in a rich dark yellow colour, that left her midriff bare. Similarly bare were her arms, crossed over her chest as she waited, drawing attention to the generous bosom swelling under her vest, as well as her dainty feet, peeking out from beneath the skirt that barely reached her ankles. The colour of her outfit only offset the expanse of smooth tawny skin. Her glossy black hair was gathered in a braid as thick as her arm, that fell almost to her waist, and decorated with a single white flower, a kind of curly-petalled gardenia, at the nape of the neck. Its fragrance filled the room.<br><br>Her lips curled upwards in the barest hint of a smile as the prince stood in the doorway. Then she brought her palms together before her heart and bowed slightly. 'Well met, Tjokorda Agung,' she said, without waiting for him to acknowledge her first.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paradise Conquest [Batsose &amp; Lilias]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>14-09-2009, 19:20:38</strong>
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				She was better than he had hoped, quite extraordinary for any woman, especially a whore.&nbsp; Koreyasu could not mask the pleasure from his face.&nbsp; His mouth broaden, showing the devilish grin.&nbsp; Some said that he had a certain innocent look, but when he smiled that all went away and it seemed his true trickster nature was revealed.&nbsp; "Good morning," he bowed a return.&nbsp; "I am Prince Koreyasu, or it seems you may already know this.&nbsp; It is a great pleasure to meet you.&nbsp; Please, let us have a seat in my garden,"&nbsp; His armed opened toward a small courtyard where the was a small table, low to the ground with small pillows around it.&nbsp; The Prince made a motion with his eyes and an attendant hurried off.<br><br>"I usually have tea in the afternoon and this will give us a chance to get acquainted, Tjokorda Agung," he pronounced he name slowly trying to match her dialect, "I hope I have that right."&nbsp; The Prince was being measured in his response because he was not clear on her intended purpose for being here.&nbsp; The message he was given was that he was being presented with "a most extraordinary gift" from a local landowner that the landowner had hoped was to his liking.&nbsp; No other details about her exact purpose were given and the Prince did not want to be to bold to infer the interactions intent, but he knew his own reputation would proceed him on such matters.&nbsp; "You must tell me about yourself, as I was not given much detail about your... " The Prince tried to think about he wanted to say without being offensive, "abilities.&nbsp; What is it exactly that you can do for me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paradise Conquest [Batsose &amp; Lilias]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lilias</strong> on <strong>15-09-2009, 13:53:16</strong>
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				The woman inclined her head at the proposal and followed him out, right by his side, swaying like a willow. The measured tea-table looked almost ludicrous in the midst of the lush, jungle-like garden, with the flowering creepers covering everything. The sunlight, dappling through the foliage of the palms, made her skin almost shimmer.<br><br>'So, is it Prince Koreyasu that you wish me to call you?' she asked. 'Tjokorda Agung is what the people refer to you as - it means great one, foot of the gods. You should feel quite honoured; only the highest among the warrior caste are granted such a honorific.' She sat back on her heels, her back straight but relaxed, and her hands loose in her lap. There seemed to be no nervousness or uncertainty about her; her softly rounded black eyes met his without reserve.<br><br>'My name is Apasra,' she continued. 'I come from the temple of Adi-Shakti, to be your companion - I believe 'mistress' is the word in your culture.' Her lips curled into a little smile, revealing little pearly white teeth. 'A highborn man with a taste for women can hardly live on paid pleasure alone.'
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paradise Conquest [Batsose &amp; Lilias]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>15-09-2009, 21:34:27</strong>
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				Koreyasu's eyes narrowed as she explained herself as a misstress.&nbsp; He felt more a sense of committment in the word than he felt comfortable with.&nbsp; His suspicious seemed to heighten, 'so,' he thought 'someone has offered me a permanent fixture within my Bakufu.'&nbsp; He sat cross legged on the ground and was immediately met by an attendant serving tea.&nbsp; the ritual of team making and serving was very precise and out of courtesy and honor Koreyasu watch and waited.&nbsp; The attandant made the matcha tea and served to each at the table a single cup, leaving a shared bowl in the center.&nbsp; <br><br>Koreyasu bowed slightly to the attendant and the slowly raised the tea to his lips and purposefully drank in the rich, smoke wood flavor of the tea.&nbsp; He smiled to himself and then looked at Apasra.&nbsp; "Nothing like a good matcha to sooth my soul."&nbsp; He then sat straight up and took in full consideration of his guest.<br><br>"So, I mistakenly believed that you were the Tjokorda Agung.&nbsp; Maybe there is something about you that is easily believed to be great.&nbsp; I am honored by such reference.&nbsp; As far as the nature of your gift to me, as my mistress, as you put it.&nbsp; I am very pleased to be in your company, but such a gift seems like a large commitment to one who is used to so few in company.&nbsp; I must say the luxury of paid pleasure, as you so put it, is that it serves one purpose, and once that purpose has been exhausted, the level of commitment has ended.&nbsp; It seems to me, and I may be mistaken by your customs, but a mistress from where I am from would denote a purpose beyond the pleasure of flesh alone.&nbsp; As I stand now, I am not sure I have the desire for anything but my needs of pleasure, and I find in the art of pleasure I have very exotic and eccentric taste.&nbsp; Are you so skilled in a variety of tasks as to satisfy my wandering interests?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paradise Conquest [Batsose &amp; Lilias]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lilias</strong> on <strong>15-09-2009, 23:27:49</strong>
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				Apasra held the cup in both hands, her long fingers curling around it, almost like the flower petals that were everywhere around. She took a long moment to savour the fragrance of the brew before tasting it, her eyes half-closing behind the light steam. Then she looked across the table at the prince, and smiled again.<br><br>'I'm not of the warrior caste, so I would not bear such a name in any case,' she said. 'And whatever caste one is born in, it is erased when she is taken into the keeping of Adi-Shakti. That is exactly what makes us different from the girls you can pick up in the streets.'<br><br>She leaned forward to set the cup down, the momentary pause giving him a chance to digest her words, as well as notice the flash of cleavage peeking through her neckline. When she straightened up again, her smile verged on mischievous.<br><br>'Any woman can allow a man to use her body to satisfy himself, but few can learn to <em>offer</em> such satisfaction. If you are happy with what the lowest soldier in your army can afford, that is your privilege. But you don't strike me as the kind of man who would reject a chance to savour something that is beyond others' reach.'
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paradise Conquest [Batsose &amp; Lilias]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>17-09-2009, 22:52:20</strong>
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				The Prince relaxed a little and smiled, "It is my belief that every battle, whatever the skill of the warrior I chose to fight, holds an experience that strengthens and thus makes makes a better warrior.&nbsp; An unskilled fighter offers me unforeseen challenges and sometimes the skilled warrior, becomes too predictable to pose an real challenge.&nbsp; It is those who dare to express passion that can out maneuver&nbsp; the most skilled combatant and thus the thrill happens in the unprecedented offered in desperate creativity of one who will not accept defeat.&nbsp; It is the same in the pursuit of pleasure.&nbsp; There are those who devote themselves to my pleasure and there is some satisfaction if that person is skilled, but no matter what the skill if they are seeking to gratify their own pleasure in the process, especially at any expense, then I find the most remarkable things can happen."<br><br>He took another sip of tea and look off to the distance, "But of course your assessment is correct.&nbsp; I am not one to quickly dismiss any opportunity."&nbsp; His eyes shifted back to focus on her, "especially with one whose confidence and beauty create so much intrigue."<br><br>He then placed the cup on the table and put his hands on his knees and shifted forward.&nbsp; "The question I have now is how much formality we must precede through before we abandon discussion and proceed to the promised act."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paradise Conquest [Batsose &amp; Lilias]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lilias</strong> on <strong>18-09-2009, 23:07:21</strong>
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				Amazing how flexible that woman's face was; how her expression changed without her smile even shifting. It was positively indulgent now, her eyes sparkling from behind thick fringes of black lashes, half-closed against the sun.<br><br>'It seems that what you need is someone devoted to pleasure in general, and not your own in particular, Highness,' she said. 'Love and warfare have a lot in common, but not everything - otherwise, I could have raised an army to stand against you, with equal chances of defeating you.' She gave a low throaty chuckle and reached forward, leaning on her elbows on the table. From that angle, she had to tilt her face up to hold his gaze, and it was very close to his, her fragrance enveloping him.<br><br>'It is not about giving and taking,' she added, more softly. 'It's about giving and <em>receiving</em>. Would you exchange skills with me here and now?'
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paradise Conquest [Batsose &amp; Lilias]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 18:33:55</strong>
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				Koreyasu would not have dared done what he did next if he were back in his homeland.&nbsp; With one swift move he quickly swiped clean the table in front of him,&nbsp; fine tea ware scattered across the garden, some pieces clanging against stone.&nbsp; In his mind it was an act of defiance against the formality that he felt to constraining from his own culture.&nbsp; He then partially climbed on the table, grabbing Apasra by the back of her head, clutching her thick black braid in his hand he pulled her head and kissed her full on the mouth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paradise Conquest [Batsose &amp; Lilias]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lilias</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 22:23:13</strong>
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				It was proof of Apasra's words about her being a class apart from the common prostitutes the prince and his men associated with, that she didn't flinch at what was a virtual assault, not even reflexively, momentarily.<br><br>The pull on her braid dislodged the flower at the nape of her neck, which fell unnoticed to the ground, together with the discarded crockery. Koreyasu's lips found hers parting readily against the pressure, the taste of the tea mingling with the fragrance of her skin to intoxicating effect. The next moment, bold beyond any lesser one of her kind, she cupped his face in both fine hands and deepened the kiss, her tongue meeting his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paradise Conquest [Batsose &amp; Lilias]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 20:17:56</strong>
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				His mouth explored hers as his hand firmly grasped the braid in his hand.&nbsp; Her receptivity to his advances spurred him on.&nbsp; Most women, even the most depraved of whores who he had been with before would recoiled at such an advanced, but her seemingly openness to his abrupt nature gave him full permission to vanquish his desires upon her.&nbsp; It was like battle, he thought, and the way she opened herself to him was the way in which her people accepted his conquest of the land:&nbsp; seemingly without resistance, accepting fate, yet withholding true allegaince.&nbsp; He knew he could have her body, but he also sensed there was something she would never fully relinquinsh to him, but what exactly that was remained to be seen<br><br>He pulled her mouth back and looked deep into her eyes.&nbsp; He seemed to be wrestling within himself, something young and animalistic desired to abandon any art of seduction and ravish her, expunging his own desires, as if he was simply quenching a thirst.&nbsp; Another part wanted to savor the time with her, explore her desires, as well as, his own and maybe even find a way to possess her, make her his forever.&nbsp; He had never experienced this desire quite in this way and he wondered once he released his sexual urges would it go away.&nbsp; &nbsp;There was only one way to find out.<br><br>He pulled her up by her braid so that she was standing before him, he let his face&nbsp; caress over her neck taking in her fragrance as he went.&nbsp; He then released her from his grasp and began circling her like predator before it's prey.&nbsp; He noted that the servants had closed all the doors into the garden.&nbsp; They were now alone.&nbsp; After circling her he stood before her, not saying a word&nbsp; He had noted the way her clothes hung on her body, where the seams were and what was the quickest way to remove her clothing.&nbsp; Then, as a skilled warrior, he grasped her clothes in two places on either side of her body and ripped them from her, exposing the delicate skin to the humid air.&nbsp; Then he looked back deep into her eyes, keeping himself from touching her, but he moved his body very close to hers.&nbsp; "Stay still," he commanded "and permit me a moment of exploration.&nbsp; My only request is that if something I do pleases you, do not let it break your stance, until I am done.&nbsp; Understood?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paradise Conquest [Batsose &amp; Lilias]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lilias</strong> on <strong>15-10-2009, 22:48:22</strong>
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				The brief moment when he pulled away from her, their lips hovering just shy of touching, their faces so close that she could see herself mirrored in his eyes, struck a strange note in Apasra. Beyond his reputation and personal veneer, Koreyasu was still so young - they were almost of an age. She wondered briefly how things might have been, had each of them taken a different path in life. <br><br>But she had no time to think any more along that line before he started circling around her, exactly like the predator he was supposed to be, but like one that expected resistance from its prey and needed to bring it down swiftly.<br><br>She didn't flinch when he ripped her clothes off. Instead, she indulged in a slow stretch, smooth glowing skin rippling in the dappled sunlight, encasing luxuriant curves and valleys of firm flesh. Pert breasts, fine waist, flat stomach, rounded hips, and even the cleft between her thighs was kept smooth and bare to scrutiny. The skin revealed was hardly paler than that of her arms and legs. That woman was no stranger to baring herself to the sun.<br><br>She smiled at his almost fevered command, more with her eyes than her mouth. 'Perfectly, Highness,' she said softly. She pressed her palms together for a moment, then opened them slowly. 'Explore all you will, and I trust you will be satisfied.'
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paradise Conquest [Batsose &amp; Lilias]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 21:34:42</strong>
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				Koreyasu was pleased.&nbsp; His eyes took in the perfect brown skin, tanned and kissed by the warmth of the sun.&nbsp; And she stood motionless like one of his soldiers waiting for inspection.&nbsp; 'Finally,' he thought 'a woman who gets the essence of my desire, to be obeyed completely without question.&nbsp; Almost like my orders were worshiped.'&nbsp; He walked slowly up to her letting his hand almost touch the skin, but not quite.&nbsp; He could feel the heat radiant from her skin, withholding the great inferno of the desire within.&nbsp; He breathed in slowly, controlling his emotions, watching with a steady precision as his hand glided, without touching the surface over her body, following the curves of her waste and behind, along her back, over her shoulders across the clavicle and over her breast, his eyes taking in every inch of her body as his hand teased the surface.<br><br>He walked behind her, bringing his body close to her, he pushed the hair back to reveal the nap of her neck.&nbsp; He brought his mouth close to its surface and let his hot breath tickle the back of her neck.&nbsp; He held back his strong desire to kiss her there, to bite into the flesh.&nbsp; He trailed his fingers down her back and the tickled the top of her ass cheek letting them glide along the crack of her ass, now touching the skin ever so faintly.&nbsp; <br><br>He repeated his command with a softer voice, "do not dare move, unless you want me to punish you."&nbsp; He then knelled before the grace of her beautiful bottom letting the fullness fill his field of vision.&nbsp; Again lightly touching the surface he ran his hand over the cheeks and then slowly parted them, revealing her tight little sphincter staring back at him.&nbsp; He took in a breath of her fragrance, a mixture of sweat and the deep aroma of her womanhood that filled his nostrils.&nbsp; The sweet mound of her womanhood was before him, a small hint of labia peeked from the surface.&nbsp; He then slowly ran his finger over the surface of her vagina and slowly pushing its way through, taking just a hint of her wetness upon its surface.&nbsp; <br><br>He suddenly backed away and stood up and strolled back to her front, and then looked her dead in the eyes and placed the finger in his mouth.&nbsp; He licked and sucked the juices off his finger and then pulled it slowly out of his mouth while his eyes were fixed upon hers.&nbsp; Without saying a word, he then placed his finger back into her wet pussy, sliding around between the labia, making sure it was good and wet.&nbsp; Then he brought to her face, "Taste your pussy," he commanded.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paradise Conquest [Batsose &amp; Lilias]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lilias</strong> on <strong>27-10-2009, 23:26:30</strong>
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				Apasra would have known where his hand trailed, even without contact with her skin. There was warmth there, pressing against her own, the shifting creating an ever so light shiver of response. She wondered if he could feel it too or if it was just her own fine-tuned awareness.<br><br>The brush of his breath against her neck made her swallow hard, only that tiny motion setting a few strands of hair that escaped from her braid rippling. When his hand finally came into contact with her skin, her breath came out in almost a sigh, and her eyes reflexively hooded a little, like a petted animal.<br><br>It little mattered how intimate the touch of the exploring hand grew. She was acutely aware of the growing wetness between her legs, even before he teased between the folds of her sex. There was hunger in his eyes when he faced her again, one that she knew her taste would only spike more. She wrapped her lips around the offered finger and sucked, holding his gaze with hers, before letting it out again between pursed lips. 'Sweet and spicy,' she whispered. 'Which do you crave, Highness?'
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paradise Conquest [Batsose &amp; Lilias]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>30-10-2009, 21:32:45</strong>
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				His face moved close to hers and his eyes locked onto her eyes and then he spoke in a whispered, menacing tone "I crave all of it"&nbsp; He then sucked the finger himself and inserted in her pussy, his eyes still locked into hers.&nbsp; He watch her face as his finger slid into her deep wetness.&nbsp; &nbsp;He could feel her vagina squeeze his finger.<br><br>His other hand trailed down her waist and over her bottom, grasping a cheek in one hand and then he pulled his hand back and smacked her ass, grabbing it hard within his palm.&nbsp; Her body moved slightly forward, but his finger remained tightly grasped inside of her pussy.&nbsp; He began fucking her pussy with his fingers, his other hand slid between her ass cheeks.&nbsp; He watch her expression as he pleasured her with his fingers.&nbsp; He then licked his other hand, keeping his eyes locked onto her face and then inserted into her little asshole.<br><br>He spoke while both of his fingers slid in and out of her, "I know you are servant to me, but you must have some preference of which of your holes would you like me to fuck first.&nbsp; And don't tell me it is my choice.&nbsp; I command you to give me your preference!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paradise Conquest [Batsose &amp; Lilias]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lilias</strong> on <strong>01-11-2009, 21:46:10</strong>
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				She remained motionless, as he had demanded, but hiding the pleasure of his ministrations was not part of the deal. Her insides tightened around his finger, almost sucking it in, wordlessly promising more if he wished to explore more. Every thrust was met by an answering clench and more wetness. She watched him with half-closed eyes, the corners of her lips twitching as if trying to suppress a smile.<br><br>The first soft moan, little more than a sigh, came out just after he slapped her ass, pitching her forward just enough to brush her stiff, dark nipples against his chest. The next moment, with his hands teasing and testing both her holes, the sound lengthened into a purr. 'But you have already chosen, Highness... You claimed my pussy first, so take it... You can feel it already aching to have more of you...'
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