Authors note- Many apologies folks for the length of time it's taken me to post this second installment. I had a few editing problems. I hope you enjoy it as much as I've enjoyed writing it. ;)
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Whilst Mari had been innocently meandering around his quarters, Damian had been spectator to her friends' erotic shame. He'd found himself caught rigid, watching the young mercenary grinding her cunt against her captors calculating fingers. He'd watched the girl being humbled, and it had awoken his base appetites.
He returned to her watched her eyeing his bed, and wondered at her thoughts...
Mari was nervous, but she hungered in a way she hadn't experienced before. She'd not forgotten about their erotic customs.
Standing by the open balcony, he appraised his little flower. She was very pretty and petite, and her ass was very squeezable.
He tried imagining the shapes her mouth would make when he bounced her up and down atop his cock. 'She was delectably small', he thought to himself as he towered over her.
He had guessed correctly when he thought she'd expected more in the way of conversation. He was in no mood for small talk and he didn't care; the raven haired girl had set his groin as hard as steel and this little sprite was going to ride it, whether she knew it yet or not.
Damien approached her, and Mari felt herself laid out on the bed, and moaned gently as his mouth moved over her neck and then her lips. He was a much better kisser than she'd expected. His tongue lightly touched her, and his teeth teased her lips with a gentle tug every so often. She looked forward to being taken...
Damian pulled back and grinned at the dreamy expression on her face. He wanted to shock her. He wanted her eyes bulging with truth, and her mouth in a wide o.
"Strip for me." He whispered in a beguiling tone.
Mari's dreamy little writhes stopped immediately. She opened her eyes nervously and stared in fright at him. 'More like it.' He thought devilishly to himself.
He took her gently but firmly in his arms, and switched their positions. He reclined back on his haunches lazily. When she didn't move, he pushed her further by pulling the dark tunic from his belt, and hoisted it over his head. Her eyes glazed as they bestowed the vision of his rippling stomach and bulging fore-arms. Her mouth opened, and she licked her plump ruby lips unconsciously. The innocent gesture made Damian's cock twitch. He was going to enjoy initiating her immensely...
He narrowed his eyes a second, making her gulp in apprehension. "I told you to take off your clothes, and I wasn't asking the first time." He used a firmer tone, testing her nature.
Her large doe eyes dilated to pools of velvet black desire. Not daring to test his luck, he held her eye's until she was the first to break the stare. Moving from one foot to next, Mari started to slowly do as she'd been told. When he coughed and arched a questioning brow at her, she quickened her ministrations.
Mari was mortified, and as each inch of bare skin was revealed she felt her face grow by degrees hotter. The red lace shift was the first to fall the floor, and then with her burning face, she turned her back to him, when she squatted awkwardly for a moment to pull her under garments off completely; she hopped and hobbled ineptly unbalanced.
The amusing erotic show made Damian think of simply bending her over the railing and fucking her...
Part of her was mortified, but the larger part was excited. Surely once he saw her naked he'd pull her into his arms and take charge, she mused to herself hopefully.
When she finally turned around and presented her naked form to him, he'd moved also. Her shocked gasp came when her eyes dropped and she saw the huge thick shaft and meaty round head, protruding obscenely over the top of trousers. He said nothing; he simply just motioned her forward with an incline of his finger.
Numbly helpless, Mari stepped forward to him. Her naked dusky nipples pointed, and her tummy fluttering with nerves, she didn't expect him to calmly place a hand on top of her bare shoulder and push her to her knees; down between his long spread legs...She looked up at him totally powerless and eye level with his turgid cock. He held such a governing and carnal power that she felt dizzy. She swayed slightly... Still he said nothing, simply demanding with his eyes. She knew what he wanted from her, but she just didn't think she had the courage to do it. Mari gulped a deep breath and shut her eyes tight. Moving very slowly she began to inch awkwardly forward.
Grinning like a devil, he extended a greedy hand and cupped her delicate jaw. With his other hand on his thick shaft, he guided the bulging head to her awaiting, hot sweet little mouth...
Although Mari was totally oblivious to her power, Damian had to bite his inner cheek to stifle the groan he wanted to make. Her mouth was so hot. He felt her deft little tongue flicking his great cock, licking, tasting him. Driving him half mad, she continued her innocent onslaught by swirling her tongue around the head, and then he gave her a shock. His hips suddenly gave a sharp little thrust that drove him deeper to touch the back of her throat.
Mari was in hell. The moment she'd felt his swollen cocks head bumping entry to her moist cavern, she'd whimpered with a fierce ache in her tight damp nether region. He tasted of masculinity; salty and the way his straining root pulsed turgidly in her mouth -made her moan a loud. She was startled by her own noise, her eyes snapping open and straight into his glittering sapphire gaze. He looked primal and dangerous.
'He's fucking my mouth!'
Reaching down, he caught one of her puckered little nipples between his fingers and squeezed. Her hips jerked, and she sucked harder in response. He claimed the other one with his left hand, and began pinching them between his practiced fingers maliciously.
