Your slave puts a delicate hand on the door and pushes it open. I pause allowing my eyes to adjust to the dim light of Your bedroom. I move with the silent grace that comes naturally to me across the room to the window. My emerald eyes kissed with the oceans mist search the room. My breath catches in my throat as I see You lying on the bed asleep a soft smile on Your lips. Slipping my silks over my shoulders I gasp as the silk catches on my swollen nipples that speak of my need. Only catching briefly the silk continues its path over my skin, leaving chills of pleasure in its wake. The gossamer fabric of the silks pauses in their journey over my body when it reaches the swell of my hips. I slip my thumbs between the fabric and my soft skin and slide the silks over my hips and down my legs. Stepping carefully out of them and laying them aside.
I stand quietly at the window a moment letting the night air cool my fevered flesh, and then make my way to the bed. I pull the covers back and slip in beside You. As I move close to You, You turn in your sleep to rest on Your back. Raising to my knees I lean forward licking my full lips. My emerald eyes, betray my hunger for my Master's cock. My chestnut tresses fall forward brushing His cock with a feathery whisper of a touch, He twitches as shivers of pleasure run through out the length.
I moan with need my hot wet tongue seeking, Your taste, it swirls over the smooth velvety surface of the head of Your cock You wake. I lift my eyes to Yours gasping as I see the hunger in Your eyes. Your slave moans, my passion feeding my need as my hot wet tongue dances over the head again and again. Your cock growing hard...like the strength i feel whenever I am in my Master's presence. It overwhelms Your slave. Never taking my eyes from Yours, I whimper. My need to please my Master burns in my slave's belly. Your cock throbbing under the hot wet caress of my tongue, Your cock is as hard as forged blue steel. My tongue moving to tease the ridge of Your cock over and over again. Your eyes speak of Your lust as my head tilts slightly to the right my hair brushing the ground as my tongue moves down the length of Your pulsing shaft. Your cock engorged. The path of my tongue leaving chills of pleasure in its wake. Then I slowly move back up.