Time to play….

With the coming of Spring, our previously frigid bedroom is warm and pleasant. The evening sun slants across the room, incidentally slanting across my mermaid where I have her elegantly arranged across the bed.

I take a few moments to sit beside her, to enjoy her, to admire her….

To count my blessings….

Bound at wrist and ankle with soft silky rope, I’ve not left her straining. I want her relaxed on this occasion. But she’s spread wide and open, a hand or foot to each corner of the bed….

Something under the hips I think….

Plumping up a pillow, I push it under her. Her spine arches beautifully….

A little more….

Another pillow supporting her, and she’s presented….

…. and knows it….

Her pupils are already wide, dark against the rim of emerald, and perspiration sheens between her pale skin where the sunlight licks across her.

I sit again, drinking in the sight of her….

A blindfold?

No…. I want to see her eyes….

Running a fingertip over her skin, I trace the line from the hollow of her collarbone, down between her breasts and on over her belly. She shivers under the touch….

Make her wait….

Her knees….

A little wider….

I take another coil of rope, looping around one knee, quickly under the bed and up and around the other knee.

“Master….” She begins to protest.

“Shhh….” I press a finger to her lips.

She subsides, and I tension the rope. Not too much, but enough to widen her a little further.

Then I stand back to admire my handiwork.

Lovely….

I circle the bed, her eyes following me all the while.

Wonder how she’d feel about photographs?

Or do I just want the real thing…?

…. The immediacy….

The scent. The sound….

Then, settling at the foot of the bed, I trace a fingertip from her navel and south, through the tender line between thigh and belly, skirting copper curls already damp and fragrant. I inhale her musk, watching as her vulva swells and blooms, brightening from pink to scarlet. A gleam of moisture appears at her pussy.

her, she’s watching me. Her position is awkward, so quickly I find another pillow, pushing

“Better?”

“Yes, Master.”

taking my time as

Ah, Christ….

erection is trying to make its escape from my now too-tight clothes. It’s

But I grin.

the right problem to

drops to my groin, and

and she gleams with the flow of her delectable juices. Stooping, and to her long-drawn-out moan, I draw my tongue

take

background, I hear the

Michael….

couple of minutes

time to indulge

to her, lapping

“Aaaaaaahhhhh….”

and tensions, her hips lifting a little,

her, tugging at hot and swollen lips,

long wail

we were supposed to just be preparing

Abso-fuckin-lutely….

a little to see her face. “Yes, quite. I’m preparing you. I

the creamy skin of her inner thighs.

“Please, Master.”

impatient. And besides, I enjoy watching you like this. I can see you arousing, watch your pussy open, unfurl. Let’s see if I can

my lips and chin wet with her juices. Her entrance is distended and brilliantly scarlet, and she wails again as I lave hot and slippery skin,

see. Beautiful…. Opening up

there’s a

dry, freshly showered and wearing only a towel around his

“Didn’t see you there….”

over me, watching as I suck gently

Really?

Oysters?

binding my mermaid. “Love the

Oysters? Not too far wrong there. Succulent lemon and brine….

heard Charlotte’s siren call. And that’s a noise that’s going to pull me in every time, like a starving man

away from my enjoyment of my Jade-Eyes’ pussy. “If I recall, in the original

bothering with the

the front, leaving

I can hear every word….”

inside her pussy long enough to ask,

You know, I’ve got a humongous

chap, don’t let me stop you.

minute would you, while

much of that

“My pleasure.”

little more juice, then,

I suck at her, planting my lips into hers and massaging

Michael, equally conversationally. “I can see you’re having fun down there. I’m just

with his shaft twitching like a metronome, he straddles

clean. You

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