Figuring that sounded like a positive reaction, I kept moving my hand up. I wrapped it over her shoulder, pulling her closer to me. She leaned back into me, unintentionally putting more pressure on my cock. Feeling bolder, I ran my hand back down her chest, touching her nipple again. This time her reaction left me no doubt. She moaned softly, and reached up to grab my hand, pressing it against her breast. Through her thin shirt I could feel her hardening nipple against my palm. I pressed more urgently into her and she responded, grinding her rear against me. My cock throbbed under the pressure. I was hyper-aware that we were separated by only the thin fabric of our underwear. I slid my hand out from beneath hers, giving her nipple a gentle tweak before moving down her body. I reached under the hem of her tank top, ran my hand along her hipbone and then slipped it under the waistband of her panties. Her breath caught as I ran my fingers through her pubic hair, and she spread her legs. . MMMMMMMMMMM... Oooohhhh... T-Tavia... d-darling... you’re making me c-come again... AAAAAAGHHHHH... NOOOOOWWWWWWW!” Tavia was delighted by the happy writhings. She asked for nothing more than to please Venetia. In a way, she thought, I’m rather like a sex slave. No matter, it was a happy existence. Venetia relaxed, quivering softly; she tapped Tavia’s head as a sign for her to rest. The girl remained between the parted thighs, filled with the delicious sexual scent of her Mistress. She was ready to serve again whenever she was wanted. In the silence of the room, the sound of the sea, through which they were slicing, could be heard as they were driven inexorably on by the movement of the oars. The first shift, totally exhausted, had been replaced by the second and a new Overseer had taken control. Tavia smiled faintly at the memory of the scene she had witnessed earlier. Slaves screaming under the lash... slaves dunked over the side until they were half drowned yet, all the same,.
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