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When his hand began to slow, Lord Eiotan moved in toward her, raining kisses down on her reddened and freshly spanked skin.
“Open your legs, before I decide to really punish you, Ayala. You’ve been a good girl all day, and I’d hate to have to take my belt to your bottom when we get home.”
Ayala gasped and quickly complied, not wanting to be punished yet again. She slowly opened her legs, knowing he was getting a full view of all of her.
“Wider,” he said, quickly landing two very hard spanks on her sit spots.
Ayala cried out and quickly obeyed, opening her legs much wider. For a moment, there was complete silence, and she knew he was observing her, all of her. She jumped when she suddenly felt his fingers brush up her thigh, traveling up toward her entrance.
“Tsk tsk… naughty girl. I can see you enjoyed your spanking. Clearly, I’m going to have to spank you much, much more often…” His fingers grazed her inner thigh, making contact with her lips, gliding over the wetness. His other hand rained down more spanks on her bottom. The sound echoed throughout the room.
His fingers settled over the little knot of pleasure nestled within her lips and began to move in a circular motion. She nearly bucked in response, and his other arm settled on her lower back, holding her down. The fingers began to move faster and the pressure seemed to increase. Ayala moaned and ground her hips into his fingers. That deep-seated fire began to grow until it felt overwhelming, as though it had taken over her entire being. She could think of nothing else but the pleasure coursing through her veins.
Suddenly everything exploded in a blinding light, pleasure taking over her every fiber, racing down every nerve. Her fingers clenched and her toes curled. She couldn’t think, could only experience this pleasure as it peaked. Finally, as everything very slowly began to fade leaving a warm, fuzzy glow, she collapsed into the tile, spent.
Lord Eiotan picked her up and drew her to him, keeping her warm in the steamy water. He hugged her, stroking her hair and tickling her neck and shoulders with kisses.
“Now that’s my good girl,” he whispered to her. Ayala smiled in response as he drew her into a kiss, softly meeting her lips, gradually drawing her deeper into it. Ayala clung to him as she kissed him with equal vigor. Maybe things with Lord Eiotan could really become something one day. Maybe this was the start of something new, something wonderful.
Lord Eiotan reached for the soaps and slowly began to wash her. He started by massaging shampoo into her hair. Ayala moaned as his fingers softly scratched her scalp. She had never been taken care of like this before. It felt blissful and almost too good to be true. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to give in to his careful ministrations.
Lord Eiotan slowly and methodically washed all of her. He scrubbed her with the bath sponge, up and down her back. Ayala nearly purred in response. Next, he directed her to sit on the edge of the bath so that he could wash her legs.
“Open your legs for me, kitten,” he softly commanded. Ayala shyly complied, knowing he could once again see all of her. A soft blush caressed her cheeks, as she watched him take his fill of her body. He slowly brushed the soapy sponge up and down her legs, focusing on her inner thighs. Soft quivers of pleasure made their way through her. Lord Eiotan thoroughly washed her legs before bringing the sponge to brush against her folds. Ayala arched at the sudden sensation. He couldn’t mean to make her world explode again, could he?
He dipped the sponge in the water, slowly rinsing away the soap on her legs and squeezing water over her nether lips. Jumping in response at the sensation, Ayala let a soft little moan escape her lips. She felt kisses begin to trail up her left leg, then her right, stopping at the juncture of her inner thigh and her secret place. Her legs begin to shake, quivering with need. She closed her eyes and leaned back as he began to lick and suck her nether lips. She felt wetness begin to trickle out of her as the pleasure coursing through her grew and grew.
Lord Eiotan began to give more attention to her little pearl, licking softly with varying pressure. When he saw the muscles within her thighs tremble in response, he began to suck on her nub in earnest as she arched her back and moaned shamelessly.
Ayala nearly screamed as pleasure overtook her. That wonderful feeling, like she was flying, again took over her. Her muscles contracted, her back arched, and her fingers scraped at the tile floor. After the sensations finally came to a peak, she gradually relaxed back down as waves of pleasure raced through her, slower by the second. When it was finally over, she felt numb, blissful. Lord Eiotan’s fingers grazed her legs; she felt him plant a kiss right on her little pleasure center, and she smiled.
Ayala slowly made her way up on her elbows so she could once again see him. He was watching her with soft eyes and a small smile.
“So I take it that you’re enjoying bath time,” he said as a smirk made its way across his face. Ayala blushed in earnest, quickly bringing her legs back together after realizing the sight she was giving him. She shyly hugged her knees to he
r chest, crossing her ankles in an attempt to cover herself. He offered her a hand and she took it. He helped her back into the water, and she sat on the seat along the edge of the pool, not wanting to test her still quivering legs. She sat back and gazed at him, knowing full well he had a grand view of her naked breasts.
She reached for the oil and poured some in her hands, streaking it through her hair. Lord Eiotan watched her as he shampooed his hair, and washed his upper body with the sponge he had just used to excite her. The water grew soapy, hiding her view of his lower body. When her legs finally felt steady, she made her way over to him. Reaching underwater, her fingers grazed his hips, exploring. When her hand first touched his shaft, she jolted away.
“It’s ok, Ayala, you don’t have to,” he said gently.
“But I want you to feel as good as you made me feel,” she responded. He chuckled and then gasped as her hands curled around his cock. As she began to move her hands up and down, stroking him, he shuddered and grabbed the edge of the pool for support.
Ayala stroked his manhood, a little shocked by its hardness and its size. It was true she had never lain with a man before, but she did hear stories growing up. She knew that in order to couple with a man, this was supposed to fit inside her. She shuddered almost imperceptibly, nervous that that may one day happen to her, maybe even with Lord Eiotan’s swollen cock.
His mouth opened and his breaths came deeper and deeper. Finally, he gave a heavy shudder; she felt his shaft pump a few times underwater, and the hardness began to relax. When she finally looked up at him, he had an adoring look about his face.
“You’re such a good girl, Ayala,” he said softy. He pulled her into his arms and hugged her close for a long moment. “Now let’s rinse and get ready for the evening and for our meeting with Cortés.”
Playfully, Ayala dove under the water, rinsing every trace of soap and oils from her body. He climbed the stairs out of the pool and turned around, beckoning her to follow. Lord Eiotan picked up a towel, draped it around his waist, and waited.
Ayala smirked and climbed the stairs slowly, shamelessly enjoying, just for a moment, the look of appreciation that crossed his face as her naked body emerged from the water. Her breasts peaked in response, and she felt wetness pool between her thighs. How did he have this effect on her? What did it mean? Transfixed, Lord Eiotan watched her as he grabbed a towel for her. He held it up as she reached him, never taking his eyes off of her. He wrapped the towel around her. Taking a second towel, he dried her hair with it. Running the material down her arms, he then continued to her legs, thoroughly drying her skin.
The women thoughtfully had brought a comb with the supplies, so Ayala picked it up and began to brush her hair. It was quick work, her hair soft and malleable from the shampoos and oils that she had worked into it. She squeezed her hair, letting more water drip from her soft strands. Satisfied she was dry, she slipped her panties back on, along with her chemise. Finally, she pulled her dress over her head. She straightened it, adjusting the hugging cloth draped around her hips. Lord Eiotan had dressed as well, and came over to lace up her dress. His fingers glided over her neck as he brushed her hair out of the way. She shivered. He quickly tied up her laces and moved in close to her ear, his breath tickling her.
“I’m going to think about spanking your cute bottom all day.”
Ayala gasped and quickly spun around, landing a soft chiding slap on his shoulder. “I, sir, am a lady,” she said. “And ladies never get spankings!” She tried to keep a straight face, but a smile quickly broke as he raised an eyebrow to her cheekiness.
