A sigh escaped your lips.A sigh escaped your lips. "I have captured you, my lovely nymph," you whispered reverently, "and tonight you will serve me." You traced your fingers lightly across my lips, then down my chest. As you brushed my hardened nipples, a deep moan escaped my lips, and I heard you draw your breath at my reaction. You stepped back from me, and retrieved a large wooden box that had been nestling at the roots of the tree to my right. From it you drew a sharp-looking knife. I was concerned for a moment when I saw it, but you merely used it to slit my nightgown down the front. I shuddered and moaned as the chill air touched my breasts , and my nipples puckered. Slowly, so slowly, you took one in your mouth and sucked. The damp warmth was so sweet, so perfect, and I could feel the wetness spreading down my legs. You took my other nipple in your hand and turned it between your thumb and forefinger until I was moaning and twisting as much as my bonds would let me. With a sharp nip, you let both nipples go. My breast ached as the wetness from your mouth evaporated, leaving me even colder than before, and I moaned in supplication. |