She closed her eyes and lay on her bed.2 hours went by and no sound was heard; complete silence. Saumya dozed off. There was a distant sound. Saumya o...ened her eyes and she heard that distant sound again. She could not trust her ears and what she heard. She tried to sleep but sleep was miles away. So she decided to get up and check. She went out of her room and stood below the staircase.Now she could hear the sound continuously but could not make out what it was. She climbed the stairs and came. I also wished she could have returned the favor, imagining the wildsensations and delight that her lips and tongue and mouth could createwithin my heart and soul (and genitals).She'd closed her eyes, looking as lovely as a sleeping angel as shebreathed deeply, her whole body relaxed and still. Her little penis hadalready begun to wilt, returning to its natural, limp state. Her semenglistened in the pale light of the adjacent overhead lamp. Were I aphotographer, I'd have snapped her picture;. "I quietly nodded and returned my blade to its sheath. The servant couldn't get away from me fast enough, giving me one more anxious look over his shoulder as he left the room.After I had informed everyone except for Tasmine about our meeting with the king, I couldn't bear to return to mine and Gianna's room. I was still plagued by the memories of what I had done to Tasmine earlier that morning. So I went to the castle's library to read, but more importantly, to hide. I had flipped through some. Now put them back and start again. She understood, thanked me and replaced her clothes pins. By this time, I was focused solely on my little slut. Mark was still making the occasional comment, but this was between her and I now. Now, remove one pin from each nipple. Then drip wax on them. Ooh, that's going to hurt, Mark typed.My slut began to giggle as the heat of the wax hit her nipples, rolling back on the bed and momentarily losing her composure. I could tell that, in spite of my command,.