She was lying in her makeshift bed, which was nothing more than a pile of animal skins, the last of which was draped over her. She could sense that he... body had been washed, and her dark curls were no longer in the disheveled state that they had been in during the battle.It was night, and Asiara could only see by the light of two candles that had been set at the foot of her bed. She could hear sounds of subdued revelry as the surviving members of the army celebrated their victory, yet mourned. ” He knelt at her feet.“That’s better. The project is done?” she asked.“Yes, Mistress.”“And it was successfully completed?”“100%, Mistress.”“Excellent. I’m very pleased.”Those words melted his heart and turned him into a puddle.“I live to please you, my Mistress.”She moved behind him and slipped a blindfold over his eyes. A quiver of pleasure ran straight up his spine.“Time for your reward, Chris,” she murmured, helping him up.He heard the snap of her fingers and a smooth sliding sound and he. It was basically a cross between "Make a Wish" and the old TV Show "Fantasy Island". People would come in and we would video tape them explaining their fantasies, give them a price that included a handsome profit and, once it was agreed upon, we would give them not only their fantasy, but a professionally edited video (or series of if necessary) of them living their fantasy with their voice over or picture in picture describing their fantasy as they are living it.Typically our customer is a. I tore at his shirt until his bare chest was showing. So beautiful. Better than I had imagined.Again, I was pulled against his massive chest, with his hand trapped against my breast. We kissed, tongues playing, for the longest time. My fingers dug into his back, such wonderful muscles there, too. My feet were off the ground as one hand cradled me under my rear. I was totally enveloped in his powerful arms and I wrapped my arms around his neck.Suddenly, he put me down. "I don't have any ...." In.