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Taris lay on the bed and outstretched his hands to the headboard. “Do it, bind me. Just don’t go away.”
“You wouldn’t be afraid of that, would you?” Kalisha stalled at his terrified, wide-open eyes. “I take it back. You’re scared as if you were thrown out of the goddess’s womb.”
“Right.” He swallowed drily while she tied the knots. “I don’t know if I will ever stand being in bondage again. Well, once I was really good at that.”
“Don’t doubt it.” Kalisha opened his shirt and slipped her finger under the cloth. “You’re good to touch. So soft and warm.”
“Should that be said about a semency?”
“Hey, stud, you’re a woman’s fantasy. You’re everything.” Her hand played lazily on his belly to slip between the pants and the loincloth. His member was as flaccid as it could be, but Kalisha didn’t show disappointment. “Shall I tie your ankles, too?”
“I feel vulnerable already.”
“That’s a no then.” She played with his balls, hoping to distract him from the rope. “Do you know that you top the list of what our women want from a man?”
“Truly not that he’s scared witless by a rope around his wrists.”
Kalisha ignored his sarcasm. “The looks are first. Tall, handsome, strong. They want their children to be strong and healthy, you know. And while healthy tops the gender, strong, intelligent and righteous are the next characteristics.” She shrugged, still caressing his length. “They want you. I bet your farima could take bookings for you every day.”
“And I’d go nuts in no time.” Taris closed his eyes to concentrate on Kalisha’s fondling. He wanted to be aroused. He wanted to shed the evil memory of Termatir. Her vicious, relentless revenge had crippled him more than he had first wanted to admit. His failure with the women had proven different. The day Dasha had freed him from the chastity device, he had trembled because of fear, but also because Liliana had bound him so tight to the gurney he couldn’t move. “My heart’s in my throat already, Kalisha, release me.”
“Relax, Taris, this is good for you. And no woman’s gonna hurt you. They want to love you. They want you to make love to them, have children.” Taris shuddered. “Sshh, don’t fear me. Don’t fear being helpless. It’s arousing, not threatening. Imagine the woman going down on you…” She flipped back the loincloth to kiss his cock. “And licking and tasting you. Imagine her hot, sweaty skin on yours, pressing herself against you.” Taris swallowed and started panting.
Kalisha opened his pants and slowly pulled them down. He lifted his butt to help. “Imagine her shallow breath and her urging into your ear to go on.” She gently pulled apart his legs and caressed his thighs with both hands. “Imagine her going down on you again like that.” She ran her tongue up and down his shaft, relieved to see it grow to its full length. “And then when you think you can take no more, she tickles you.” Kalisha took great pleasure in playing her tongue on his glans.
“Nah, that is just the beginning of her game with you, because she wants you hot and eager.” Kalisha put a loop of rope around his ankles and connected them loosely with the foot end. Taris made a sound, but didn’t order her to take the rope off. “She wants to make this a night you won’t forget. And later she will remember that you gave her the best you had to give. Freely. Relentlessly. You have something for her to cherish.” Taris lifted his buttocks to get more of her teasing tongue. He breathed shallowly now. His eyes were still closed, his lips parted. His chest heaved. The muscles of his belly tensed as she caressed the soft skin around his testicles. “You’re so utterly adorable, Taris.” She shed her blouse and touched his belly with her breasts. He moaned loudly. Kalisha grinned with satisfaction then returned to fondling his cock and thick balls.
“Please, take me.”
“My pleasure, Taris, that’s all I wanted to hear.”