The Queen stood and elegantly curtsied and then bowed low, there were many shocked gasps in the room much as when the fairy Queen bowed to Tom so was ...his. "Mage Tom, I am forever in your debt if ever you have need of us the pixies will be there without delay. We owe you a life and that of the royal family."Tom bowed to the Queen then realized that he was more exhausted than he thought, as he was coming up he felt the familiar light headedness and promptly sat.Frilly rushed to Tom a worried. So tonight we are just getting to know each other, okay?" Thank you, Sir. I feel better now. I hope that my discomfort wasn't too obvious." Well if I can't pick up on a slave's discomfort and emotional state, then I shouldn't call myself a Master then," he said with a grin. Sarah smiled in return and snuggled closer to her gentleman Master. When they returned home, Michael took Sarah a tour of the house and grounds."I'm sorry we weren't able to get to this before now, but your plane arrived. Seagulls squawked in protest above their heads, sweeping and diving in the slipstream of thermal updrafts along the cliff face, before disappearing into the night sky. Above the embankment car headlights shone over the cliff top, casting shadowy silhouettes of disturbed lovers standing in a line along the top of the embankment trying to get a glimpse of the tragedy that had just occurred. It seemed like a lifetime waiting for the emergency services to arrive. Watching and waiting, shivering. I lie on you feeling your skin against mine, my hardness I know is pushing against your sex. I feel you push back against me, making me smile as I know you want me too. I kiss you hard, the urgency in my movements obvious now. I kiss down your face, I kiss your neck, your chest. Once more I lick each nipple as my journey continues down, kissing across your tummy until my face is level with your lace covered mound. I breathe in your scent, my heart pounding and a red mist briefly clouds my head.