He reached down to his cock and put it under her ass and rested it up against her pussy. She shook her head violently. He immediately tightened his gr...p on her throat and she began to cough and sputter, but quieted down. He began rubbing his cock back and forth against her soft pussy lips, her ass being pressed to his stomach harder and harder each time. He bent her over his almost purple colored dick, and the head of it almost came to touch her chin. She looked terrified, like he was going to. He had lived a long, very long, time, and desire, dirty, selfish lust had grown with every passing year. He felt really good. That is to say he felt really bad, fucking, nasty, vicious and voracious. He had no concern for anyone or anything except satiating his extraordinary capacity for sex. Of course there was one exception, and he casually glanced upwards to see if she was watching. This muse, this priestess, this human goddess, was so extraordinary he hardly dared to think rationally about. ‘Lisa’ I instructed, ‘I will ask you that question again. Your reply will be that you want to suck it dry. Then you will look into my eyes and passionately ask me if you can suck my cock. You will not touch it until I give you permission and this first time you will only be allowed to touch it with your mouth. I will also ask you questions and give you further instructions on sucking my cock. You will hear my voice instructing you, but will think that those instructions are your own ideas and. Unsure of what to say (how did you make conversation with a servant?) she decided to end this foolishness. ‘I would like to return to the house now, please help me up.’ He dutifully cupped his hands and allowed her to place a foot in them. As she mounted, somewhat inelegantly, she caught him smiling. ‘Why are you smiling, man? Have I done something to amuse you?’ she snapped. ‘No, My Lady,’ he replied, ‘I’m sorry.’ She could see he was trying not to smile now, but the glint in his eye gave it.