He stripped and waded into the bathing pool ... the windows open to the mountain air ... a crisp beautiful day, the sun shining in and caressing His form as He walked waist deep. The water flowing thru the pool warm and inviting, scented with mountain flowers and fresh and clear. The scars and muscles on His body showing clearly in the light, a tall Man, strong and roughly handsome. His eyes shone a bright green, the color of the tiger (His animal spirit) and were this morning calm and peaceful as He enjoyed the early morning.
A girl, His pleasure slave ... watched from the shadows as He meditated silently in the pool ... her eyes taking in all of Him, the features, the scars, the strength, all of these familiar to her as to no other. Never tiring of His attention and His need for her, she still hung back for a moment and silently allowed herself to slip into reverie, remembering so many times that she had lain beneath Him, or kneeled before Him, been tied to the post or bound on the bed, a blush came over her and her breathing quickened as once again her passion for Him filled her soul and entered her wakened body.
He heard her before He saw her ... a small smile coming over His face as He heard her sharp intake of breath. He turned and looked into the shadows where she lingered in nadu ... His eyes admiring the beauty of her .. her uplifted breasts .. her small waist flaring into curved hips and her caramel thighs spread open for His pleasure ... He knew that as she approached her scent would reach Him and the dance would begin again. His hand came up out of the water and He beckoned to her .. her small frame falling to the floor and crawling to Him .. eyes fixed on His .. her hips swaying from side to side ... her bottom lifting and coiling as she drew herself forward .. eyes downcast now and then flashing back up to look into His inquisitively ... A chuckle escaping from Him as He realized that she was uncertain of His aim ... finally reaching the side of the pool she once again drew herself up into a perfect nadu and looked to Him.
"How may a girl serve you today Master?"
He slowly walked towards her .. the water swirling around His waist as He moved ... embracing His hips and rippling behind Him ... His eyes never leaving her, He approached her and stood in front of her at the edge of the pool .. His hand reached out and gently lifted her chin to look into His eyes .. "wash Me girl" ... He slid down into the pool and floated backwards as she stood in one move .. her silks falling to the floor at her feet and His eyes drinking her beauty in .. she slowly gathered the sponges and lotions and walked down into the pool .. a shy smile on her face as she came close to Him .. her breath catching as she entered His space and felt the beast of Him wash over her. she took a sponge and dipped it ... then applied the cleaning balm to it ... He stood still as she came up against Him and washed His chest ... His muscles twitching where she touched Him, her nearness arousing Him more by the second.
Her hand with the sponge washing over His belly and dipping into the water to rub against His manhood, her heart leaping in her throat as she felt the evidence of her nearness to Him ... a blush and soft smile filling her face as she gently washed Him, lingering as long as she could and finally releasing the sponge to grasp Him in her hand .. she moved up against Him her eyes rising to meet His ... fire in her eyes as she saw His swing from green to the cobalt blue that made her shiver ...
"Master," she stammered .. her hand stroking His hardness .. "ohhhh Master."
He grabbed air into His lungs, His mind full of her .. gathering His senses and self control,
"you're not finished girl .." and slowly pulling Himself from her hand He turned ... her hand, feeling empty after the warmth and hardness of Him coiling and curling and then picking the sponge back up from where it floated she ran it over His back .. His shoulders massed with muscle from riding the great stallion and bearing the sword of His forefathers, scars from blades and arrows and a small smile coming over her face .. the claws of a hungry slave ... dealt in passion and lust. She leaned forward and kissed those .. her tongue sliding up the gashes and remembering the fury which came over her when He lay on her pounding, taking and using His girl as she was meant to be.
He growled low and soft as He felt her lips on His back, then her hand with the sponge sliding down to dip between His buttocks .. cleansing Him and caressing Him with her sensual touch. His head rolled back a bit in ecstasy as she finished scrubbing Him