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More than enough.
    I spread my legs
and sat very still as he smeared extra baby oil across my mons and labia. Then,
taking a fresh razor, he slowly drew it first across the top and then lower,
over the delicate labial folds. He did this over and over until I was as smooth
as a baby. “Stand up,” he commanded, “and look at yourself.”
    I did as he
ordered, and was surprised to see, not the features of a little girl as I’d
expected, but a grown woman, with the inner labia peeking alluringly from the
center. It was very erotic somehow, and I felt myself swelling with desire.
    “You’re beautiful
like that, Zoë. I’m going to keep you like that. You have a perfect cunt. Now
sit down. Let me taste you.” I sat on the little ledge again, and David knelt
up in the water, and put his face to my now nude pussy.
    I felt his tongue
lightly against my sex, and I spread my legs, wanting more. I let my head fall
back and my eyes closed in pleasure as I felt his warm velvet mouth suckle and
tease me. He licked and kissed me, keeping my legs spread wide with his strong
hands on my thighs, until I felt the delicious impending release of a very
strong orgasm weaving its way through every nerve of my body.
    It caught me
suddenly, as he held me, his mouth hot and perfect against me. I jerked, but he
held me tight, and continued his kisses until I was shuddering and arching
against him, completely out of control. When at last my orgasm subsided, he
pulled me back down into the warm water and held me against him.
    “Now who belongs
to whom?” he whispered, and I understood in that instance that when love is
involved, there is no real line between master and slave, between owner and
owned. He belonged to me as much as I belonged to him.
     

About the author:
     
    Claire Thompson has written numerous novels and short
stories, all exploring aspects of Dominance & submission. Ms. Thompson’s
gentler novels seek not only to tell a story, but to come to grips with, and
ultimately exalt in the true beauty and spirituality of a loving exchange of
power. Her darker works press the envelope of what is erotic and what can be a
sometimes dangerous slide into the world of sadomasochism. She writes about the
timeless themes of sexuality and romance, with twists and curves to examine the
‘darker’ side of the human psyche. Ultimately Claire’s work deals with the
human condition, and our constant search for love and intensity of experience.
     
    Claire welcomes mail from readers. You can
write to her c/o Ellora’s Cave Publishing at P.O. Box 787, Hudson, Ohio
44236-0787.

Also by Claire Thompson:
     
    Slave Castle

 
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