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| whisper_Th * <arrives> whisper_Th * quietly she enters the Tavern, smiles softly as she looks around briefly, letting her gaze stop and rest upon her handsome Master� lowers her eyes as she makes her way through the people talking and laughing merrily in the dimmed light of the main room. Stopping just before his furs, she kneels gracefully before him, the familiar scent of him entices her closer� bending low at the waist, she crawls to him, soft crimson lips graze the leather of his boots. Pulling the hair from her face, sapphire eyes sparkle mischievously as she looks up to him. Thimath * looks down to my slut whisper_Th : if it pleases, whisper will bring your blackwine now Master Thimath : sure wench, fetch my blackwine whisper_Th * slowly she rises to stand before him, bending slightly she presses her lips over the course whiskers on his face, feigning modesty, she runs a finger over his lips as she moves back trailing his kiss over her lips� turns quickly on her toes, she wiggles her butt playfully as she moves from his furs, pendulous breasts bounce lightly matching the rhythm of his heartbeat with each soft step she takes as she leaves the main room. Sighs gently as she moves quickly through the familiar room passing the storage shelves grazing a delicate finger over the goblets as she notes the neatly stored vessels, making her way to find his favorite mug atop the counter awaiting his blackwine. Thimath * watches my girl as she leaves me with a kiss, notices the way her fine ass wiggles whisper_Th * the scarlet vessel is veiled in a faint shroud of the strong brew, a warm smile plays upon her lips as she lifts the mug to her cheek, the thought of his lips pressed to the rim sends shivers down her spine as she breaths in slowly letting it linger on her velvet flesh as she steps over to the hearth, in one fluid motion she kneels before the glowing embers, her porcelain flesh tints a soft pink hue, heated by the burning ash, she holds the vessel up, the dancing slaves come to life in the flickering torchlight, lifting the hem of her silks, she softly buffs of the mug to a lustrous glow� Thimath * nods my approval as she finds my mug whisper_Th * she rests the mug carefully between her slightly parted thighs, inching closer to the kettle, she ladles the top of strong brew into the mug, swirls of steam drift up, teasing her senses with the rich aroma. Holding the hot vessel to her belly she stands and places it carefully on the counter and makes her way to the cold room. whisper_Th * swallows back a breath of anticipation as she reaches for the heavy door, with a quick tug, her hot flesh is suddenly wrapped in winters icy embrace� shudders deliciously as she steps into the cold kiss small bare feet barely leave the floor as she moves quickly to the block of ice resting in the corner� a wicked look shines in her eyes, as she runs her tongue over her lips thinking of the delectable block before her� pulls her midnight tresses over her shoulder, she bends and begins to chop at the block with the sharp pick� Thimath * notices the beast as she enters the cold room, ponders slightly the ice within whisper_Th * taking the three largest pieces she lifts her silks and holds the ice in the sheer pouch� wasting no time she moves from the cold room, with a quick turn of her supple hip she closes the door behind her, hurrying back to the counter, she drops the shards of ice into a bowl and lifts the bowl and the steaming brew and saunters back to her Masters furs� whisper_Th * her bells sound softly as she approaches, holding the bowl and the mug away from him she kneels before him, her head held high, full breasts pull against the sheer silk, her back straight, silken thighs part as she places the bowl at her side before him, she bends just slightly placing a kiss to each of his knees. holding the mug against her heart, the vessel burns her soft skin, slowly she eases the vessel to rest between her thighs, watching the steam rise, she takes the first piece of ice, an adoring look flashes in her eyes as she looks briefly up to him� closes her eyes, she takes the cold chip and runs it lightly over her lips, melting down any sharp edge that would harm him before dissolving away� with a gentle splash the cold crystal chip is dropped into the hot brew� Thimath * watches as the slave returns with my blackwine and the bowl of ice... inspects her as she prepares my drink melting the ice before she drops it into the steaming mug whisper_Th * bringing the mug to her breast, the mug teasingly hot against her flesh will still not please her Master, she cradles the vessel between her thighs, taking the second chunk of ice in her small fingers she closes her eyes, she tips her head back, long midnight curls tumble down her back.. she takes the sharp cold ice and grazes it lightly over her cheek, small beads of water glisten as they trail their way down her cheek, teasing her hot wanton flesh, down the valley between her full breasts� feeling no sharpness she lets the smooth ice drop into his blackwine she brings the vessel to her heart� the mug does not scorch her soft skin� she touches the vessel to his steel, brings it to her lips in a lingering kiss� raises her hands above her, within his reach� her voice soft as she speaks... Thimath * smiles down to my girl as she knows how I like my blackwine tempered.... trails a finger between her breasts and takes some of the moisture to my finger... brings my finger to my mouth and tastes the coolness of the ice Thimath * listens to the girl before me as she speaks whisper_Th * feels his warm hand on her body as his finger trails along her breast... trembles at his strong touch breaking her concentration... shakes her head softly to regain her thoughts she again attempts to speak whisper_Th : Master, whisper offers you this blackwine, as hot as the passion of your slave, tempered down slightly for your pleasure, praying it will sate your thirst, and bring comfort to you tonight�. Thimath * nods to the girl, reaches out and takes my crimson mug from her hands trails a finger behind as I remove the vessel.... brings it to my nose and inhales the scent of the strong blackwine... gives a smile then brings the mug to my lips to test the temperature... nods down to her and takes a sip of my drink... finding the dark brew to be of an excellent flavor and texture I return my gaze upon the girl that kneels before me whisper_Th * shudders once more at his touch... peeks up softly to him then quickly lowers her eyes Thimath : well done my slut, once again you have pleased me immensly, your serve as well as this blackwine is what I needed tonight.. I thank you beast whisper_Th * a voice in hushed velvet tones speaks so only his ears may hear whisper_Th : thank you Master, your whisper loves you |
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