“c1″> 

“c1″>Melosa’s breathing went ragged, her body once
again tensed, and she whispered. "Take me now, take me hard, I
need to…"

“c1″> 

Her
mouth efficiently was sealed with a demanding kiss, Eponin’s
breasts once again brushing against her taut nipples. Melosa looked
at her lover with the eyes of a pleading puppy dog when she
abruptly broke the kiss.

“c1″> 

“c1″>"You’re so beautiful, my love, breath-taking,
unique. You’re worth waiting for, two-quarter moons, a year,
a lifetime but you really need to learn patience. Tonight
you’re mine – mine alone. Don’t move, don’t
speak, don’t try to take over." The gentle voice
gradually was getting colder and more commanding. "If you do
so, only once, this game is over, then there will be no release for
me, and you will be in my bed all alone." An expression of
undisguised horror crossed Melosa’s face. "I don’t
want you to come, not yet. You will wait for my order. Are you able
to do this for me?"

“c1″> 

The
Queen swallowed hard, and formed an almost voiceless 'yes'
as only answer.

“c1″> 

"It will
be easier for you when your hands and feet are restrained. Do you
want to be “c5″>immobilised “c1″>?"

“c1″> 

“c1″>"No," Melosa answered, her voice still barely
above a whisper, "I don’t want to belittle your gift,
‘cause now I know what you’re trying to do tonight, my
love. From now on, I will have a better grip on my reactions. I
will humbly take all you are willing to give to me. You are the
owner of my heart, my soul, my body. I’m yours, all
yours."

“c1″> 

Eponin
closed her eyes to regain her composure, when she spoke her voice
was husky with emotion. "I proudly accept your submission,
Melosa. Please close your eyes, there’s much left to explore,
and now we have to start all over again."

“c1″> 

Melosa,
by her promise, was now more tightly bound than by leather straps
or heavy chains but she had a hard time not to cry or beg when
Eponin true to her words journeyed from her lips to her neck to her
chest and finally resumed the careful nibbling on her swollen
nipple, the right hand fondling the left breast. The warrior then
proceeded downwards to the further exploration of Melosa’s
body with the tip of her powerful muscle while her fingers
continued to play with the aching breasts.

“c1″> 

An
eternity later, she withdrew one of her hands to get rid of
Melosa’s skirt. She positioned her own body between the
wide-spread legs of the woman she loved, her tongue teasingly
sliding on the outside of the right leg, circling around the
kneecap, continuing down to the toes and painstakingly sucking and
licking all of them. To re-ascent on the inside of the limb she
took even more time, stopping short of Melosa’s pubic zone,
carefully avoiding the very area the Queen’s soul silently
begged to be touched at. Starting with the belly button, she
repeated the delicious torture with the left leg and thigh,
spending some quality time with the royalty branding. Each of her
thumbs almost casually, randomly flicking against a proudly pointed
nipple.