"It's time to begin your training," he remarked with a smirk as he followed her onto the bed.
"What training are you referring to?" Shanna demurred, coyly gazing upon him.
"I'll show you the light, little one. The true way." A grin crossed his face, his eyes shining with want of her. Christano uttered not a word, letting his actions speak for him. He pounced on her, covering her with his larger body. She could feel a warmth rise in her body, feel the moistness gathering. Shanna instantly felt a jolt of desire, a heady rush of heat between her thighs. A purr slipped from her lips as she arched her back and let her thighs fall wide apart. Christano grinned and slapped the inside of her thigh firmly. The grin on his face grew as he rubbed the insides of her thighs, and knelt down between her legs. He softly bit and kissed the insides of her thighs, slowly moving up. Shanna thrashed about while her breathing increased as his fingers teased over the outer folds, over her mound, his lips and tongue flicking over the insides of her thighs. He pulled his hand away and pressed his mouth over her wet opening, sliding his tongue deep into her tight slit. He ran his tongue over her lips, sucking her softly as his hands moved up to hold her hips, one sliding up further to take one of her bountiful breasts in his hand. Shanna moaned and bucked under his touch and the feel of his mouth, crying out softly. He continued sucking, sliding a finger inside her deep and thrusting it slowly while sucking her clitoris until he felt her tense and jerk, panting as a climax swept over her. She screamed from the pleasure of it, her body convulsing.
"Serve me, little one." Christano spoke softly, though his words took such a commanding tone, she couldn't help but obey. He pushed her to her knees on the floor, standing in front of her. His turgid erection bobbed before her very eyes. Shanna licked her lips. "You are in need of discipline and I shall gladly dispense it."
Her hand slipped around his cock, pulling him closer to her. She ran her fingertips gently over the length, tracing the thick vein from its base until it reached the crown and stroked around the sensitive ridge. Then she moved to the head, that lightest of touches, just enough to allow a drop of pre-cum to escape. Shanna moved her mouth over his cock. The tip of her tongue traced the slit at the end, licking her way over the engorged purple head and down to crown's ridge. She engulfed the head between her lips, her tongue caressing it, bathing it in her oral juices. She went lower, her tongue flicking down the length of his shaft, not wanting to miss even the slightest bit of his warm fragrant flesh.
The head grazed the roof of Shanna's mouth, then after the slightest of pauses, it passed into the tight confines of her throat. She hummed and moaned around him before she let him withdraw the head, until it was barely lodged in her mouth, before once again she pushed down and engulfed his cock a little deeper Once again she withdrew, only to descend a third time. The movement became slightly quicker, more hurried. At the fourth time she felt him swelling even more, the constriction around the cock head as it passed into her throat was like a warm ring of flesh squeezing him each and every stroke. Christano threw his head back, unleashing a mighty bellow as he sank his hands into her hair. He bucked his hips, thrusting deeply. Just as the first spasm erupted, she descended again over his girth, pushing down forcefully until she had engulfed him entirely. She fought back the urge to sneeze as his golden blond curls tickled her nose. And the first shot of cum passed directly into her throat, her muscles tightened around him to squeeze the warm pungent liquid from the shaft. The second blast coated her throat before she rose up to take the third and fourth into her mouth, her tongue now coaxing the final droplets from the now over sensitive tip. He pulled back, sitting upon the edge of the bed. "You have a talented mouth," he stated before he sank his hand into another fistful of hair. "You should put it to good use again. Get me hard."
Shanna grinned and went to work on him again, her tongue bathing him, her lips nursing him, her hot mouth coaxing him back to full aching hardness. He pushed her away, removing his swollen member from her mouth. "Get on the bed, little slut. On all fours, you are in need of further education."
Shanna scrambled to obey him, presenting her pleasantly rounded bottom in the air before him. He moved in behind her. She moaned as she felt his fingers start to run up and down the length of her slit. "Your pussy is wet. Good girl."
She looked back over her shoulder, beaming at him. "Yes, soaking." He pushed two fingers into her channel. Shanna moaned loudly. Her need was nearly unbearable. She needed something more, much more. "Fuck me now!"
Christano chuckled low in his throat. He teased her relentlessly, pulling back when he knew she was on the verge of exploding. "Control yourself," he barked before he brought a stinging slap down upon her bottom. She howled as pleasure swept away the pain of it. She whirled around to face him.
Her hands wrapped around his arm, yanking and pulling until she had him flat on his back on the bed. "I'll show you control."
"You tempt, little one." His eyes raked over her as he pushed himself up on his elbows to watch her. "Show me."
"As you wish," Shanna turned her back to him, pivoting just enough to silhouette her nude form in the firelight that came from within the braziers. The light illuminated her, giving an almost ethereal glow to the pale skin of her breasts as they rose and fell with each breath. He could feel his passion rise again. "Tell me you want this, want me, and you shall have me. Are you ready to take a bite of my forbidden fruit?"
His breath ragged, he could feel his heart leaping from his chest. Indeed he wished to taste, her warm kisses, and devour her willing flesh.
She turned to face him, slowly, teasingly. "Can you say you have tasted and want no more?" She approached him again, the sway of her breasts and hips taunting him, promising him more pleasures. "You want me," she taunted him, dared him, and tested him, "More so than your little prudish cleric. She can't give you what I can."
She stood beside the bed and placed one knee upon it invitingly. Christano reached out to touch her, caressing the smooth, pale skin of her inner thigh. A glimpse of the glistening dew gathered between her legs was the final spark that renewed the fire of his desire. Reaching upward, he brought his hand up to her flower and stroked gently, marveling at the wetness that ran down his fingers. She closed her eyes and moaned as her hips gyrated slowly.
Leaning over him her mouth closed on his. Her tongue dove in, intertwining with his as it played about teasingly. He could feel her breasts rub lightly up and down his chest as her body rocked to the motion of his hand between her legs.
Placing one hand on his chest, her nails scraped his flesh lightly as her other hand found his manhood. With a feather touch she ran her fingers down its length then stopped to cup his balls gently. Her breath was heavy as his fingers continued their wet explorations. He massaged her clit gently, and then sent his fingers inside her.
Moving her hand to his hardness she grasped it briefly, teasing. She ran her fingers along the length of his cock, brushing the head with her fingertips, then back down again. Her hand matched the rhythm of his, moving up and down his shaft, her fingers exploring his length as he explored her depths. He moaned softly when she grasped his cock more firmly and began stroking it.
He intertwined the fingers of his free hand in her long, golden brown hair and pulled her down for another kiss. Her sighs of pleasure stoked the flame of his passion even hotter. Letting loose her hair; his fingers traced a line of fire to her breasts. He cupped one, rubbing his thumb across her nipple and around the aureola. Shanna responded by evoking a low squeal of pleasure as she rocked her hips even harder against his hand.
Running his fingers lightly from her breast up to her neck, he felt her shiver and her breath quicken. Releasing him suddenly, she brought her other hand up to his chest, digging her fingernails into his skin as her hips bucked in climax.
Squeezing her eyes shut tightly she let out a small cry as her hips gyrated against his hand. She clenched and unclenched her fists, scraping her fingernails against him as the wave of pleasure carried her along.
Finally, she pulled away and sat back on her leg. Christano watched in fascination as she brought his hand, wet with her juices, up to her mouth and slowly started licking his fingers. Shanna ran her tongue from the palm of his hand, sending a lightning bolt of pleasure down his spine, to each finger. Slowly she licked around each finger before taking it into her mouth, sucking softly before moving to the next. When she was done, she took his hand in hers and brought her other leg up on the bed. Then she threw her leg over him, straddling his chest.
"Now you," she said softly. "Taste me, lover."
