Feeling the need thundering through my veins...prickles of heat on the surface of my skin, a primal need foremost in my awareness. I can't help but approach you, the need to staunch my yearnings controlling my every thought and action. Feeling the ache throbbing in the chalice of my hips , the perfect fit for you. The lust of a predator gleaming in the depth of my crystal green eyes. A feral smile begins to curve up the corners of my moist lips. My eyes mesmerize you as you stand paralyzed and helpless against my seduction of your senses. Moving even closer my hips swaying gently and my breasts moving with each step, I lock my eyes with yours communicating my need. My arm reaches out to you and my finger lightly caresses your cheek as I study you, feeling and seeing your arousal and your excitement mounting higher. My scent fills your mind, the elusive smell of arousal and flowers and my skin glows.
"Now you have become the slave and I the master of your need, and yet my need still proves I am a slave to your will....nothing has changed, as you knew it would not, as I hoped it would not. You have taught me well and molded me into what I have become. I cannot even walk out into the light of day without the warmth of the sun reminding me of your skin over mine or the breeze caressing my skin reminding me of your touch and turning my passion into liquid heat. My body feels hollow without you inside of it, aching with an unceasing pain. Aching with my misery and wild eyed in my loss I have relentlessly tracked you down. You never could have gotten far. Did you think that I would just wither without you and come crawling back begging for what only you can give me? I am not begging now, I am demanding , and you will give it freely. In your arrogance you forget that even a master is a slave to his needs. As you have molded me so too have I molded you. I have dreamed of this for a long time. I hope that I don't disappoint you".