Your body shivers in anticipation of the illicit pleasures that await gently your Master touches your chin, with the mere tips of his fingers. "Look at me" commands your Master his voice barely above a whisper; eagerly you do as instructed. Your eyes feast on your Master, such a youthful complexion, almost as if feigning innocence. If it were not for the eyes, such exquisite eyes, which shone with intelligence and at times, glimmered with the hint of something darker. They are surely what enables your Master to see your very soul, a subtle glance from those eyes and you grow moist, your mind argues they must be the source of his power over you.

Stepping ever closer, your Master kisses your lips, tenderly at first more of a brush than a kiss, your breath catches somewhere within you as he kisses you again, gently sucking your bottom lip between his teeth. Biting just hard enough to prevent your retreat, your head reels with passion, consumed...

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