Kindred Spirit Lodge Presents
Eye Catching
by Mistress Judah &
Shasa
Sept, 29th~Oct. 7th, 2002
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(Mistress Judah) --
Judah stretched, the corners of her mouth curling up in a slow smirk at the satisfying pull of muscles throughout her body and the occasional pop as bones clicked back into place after having remained unused for the few hours of rest the woman managed to get. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed and pulled a pack into her lap, rummaging through until she located some travel rations, opting to finish off the remaining bits of food for breakfast instead of letting them go to waste.
After finishing the simple meal and getting one final stretch in, she pushed from the bed and began to dress in a basic tunic, pants, belt, and boots. Running her hand through her long tresses she left the room and to the lodge's main area. Her observation of the other patrons last night was most interesting and one in particular had caught her eye.
As she came into the room and ordered a warm drink and settled next to the fire, she let her eyes roam lazily in hopes of catching sight of the woman again. She stretched her legs out, crossing them at the ankles and took slow sips of her drink when the woman came down the stairs, Judah's eyes locking onto the sultry body and following its every move.
She wasn't concerned that her staring would be noticed by anyone or even sensed by the woman. In point of fact, she was actually hoping her intense gaze would cause the woman to turn away from the playful banter she was currently engaged in with another woman. A salacious smirk crept to her lips as she watched the woman practically ooze sensuality and though the words did not drift to her ears, Judah was quite sure the woman's personality was akin to a firecracker, especially the way that she played with and taunted the other woman.
Not that the woman's companion wasn't an eyeful either, but for now her sights was set on just one.
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(Shasa) --
Shasa’s skin tingled. She was being watched, and it wasn’t a familiar presence she felt. She focused inward for a moment; the feeling was strong, but it caused no apprehension. Shasa forced herself to return her attention to the friend she loved to hate. “Do try not to break the next woman you fuck, Aria dear.” She taunted, as she turned to face the room.
It only took a moment to identify the source of the powerful gaze. The slut felt a wicked smile gracing her lips, but simply nodded an acknowledgment to the stranger, and began to walk slowly in her direction. She paused to exchange quick pleasantries with patrons along the way, and to accept a drink from an admiring old gentleman. When she reached her favorite Celt, she stopped.
Nessa saw the gleam in the piercing emerald eyes, and began to shake her head emphatically. “Forget any plan ye have of involving me, lass.”
“Whatever are you talking about, Ness?” Feigning innocence was viable with regard to her talents, but as it was so foreign to her actual personality, it made the entire attempt futile.
Lord Nessa waggled her finger in the slut’s face. “I’ll not be part of your seduction.”
Shasa pouted playfully with the woman who knew her so well. “You’re no fun! I just felt a little…demonstrative…is all.”
Nessa glanced towards the stranger. She then crossed her arms over her chest and glared sternly down at her friend.
Shasa laughed and slapped a firm bicep. “Oh forget it! It’s not like I needed your help or anything!”
Nessa watched the slut as she walked away, hips moving sensually and an aura that could only be described as predatory. She found herself briefly thinking that a demonstration would be fun tonight…
Shasa approached the stranger without further delay. Taking the chair at her side, she crossed her shapely legs and openly studied the woman in the firelight. Light brown hair, well built, roughly the same height, great tan, and…a warrior. But the most startling things were that her eyes were the same color and intensity as her own, and there was that… that something she felt…so alien to the slut…she couldn’t place it, but it intrigued her.
Shasa smiled and wet her lips before beginning. “I’ve heard that introductions are now considered customary before making an indecent proposal to a stranger, so…my name is Shasa.”
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(Judah) --
Judah enjoyed the playfulness of this woman, especially among the others that were clearly warriors. Her eyes narrowed slightly as the woman took up a seat by her and Judah allowed herself a closer inspection of what she already knew was a beautiful body.
"I've heard that introductions are now considered customary before making an indecent proposal to a stranger, so… my name is Shasa."
`Hmmm, this was not one to break,' Judah mused to herself as her eyes easily took in the tongue that peaked out to wet lips that begged to be kissed. `Still, she could be most enjoyable,' Judah decided and allowed a predatory smirk to creep along her lips, her eyes moving slowly up the body in front of her until her eyes locked with Shasa's. "Judah," she answered simply, taking a long sip from her drink as she studied the woman. "Shall we put up the pretense of polite formalities?" Judah asked with a quirk of her eyebrow, "Or perhaps skip to something that's more worth our time?"
Shasa grinned at the no-nonsense approach, which she approved of wholeheartedly. She could determine later if the mysteries of the warrior-woman should be solved or left alone. For now, the knowledge she needed of Judah was more... carnal.
Judah stood in one fluid movement, leaving her cup behind. Without further question or comment she scaled the steps and went toward her room, knowing the woman would follow soon enough. She wasn't surprised when the door closed behind her and she turned slowly to see Shasa standing there, her back leaning against the wooden door.
"Do you know me so well?" Shasa purred.
Judah remained silent, but her eyes danced with merriment in the flickering candlelight. She took a few steps forward until she was clearly invading the woman's personal space, her mouth so close to Shasa's that as her lips moved to speak, they touched the woman's. "I needn't know you, sweet one," Judah's voice was deep and husky. Her body pressed forward; her hand slowly reaching down, sliding under clothes, until one of her fingers slipped between slick folds. "I can smell your desire for me already," Judah finished.
She let her fingers play for a moment, before pulling out and making a grand show of licking the woman's essence from her own fingers. When Shasa groaned Judah merely chuckled and turned away to sit on the edge of the bed and began to remove her boots.
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(Shasa) --
Shasa took a moment to catch her ragged breath, before pushing off from the door. She wanted the woman before, but now… now, she needed her. She stood watching Judah remove her boots, overpowered by her passions.
Her fingers began to act on their own. Clasps were released and ties loosened, without the slightest bit of conscious thought. Shasa stared hungrily at the warrior, and by the time Judah’s boots hit the floor, a naked slut stood without a modicum of shame.
Judah’s eyes widened slightly as she looked with appreciation at the offering before her. Full, firm breasts and ass, long legs, and wavy brown--or was it red--hair, greeted her with an air of explicit consent. Then the offering approached, bent slightly, kissed the lips that had teased her, and slipped quickly behind the warrior on the bed.
Sitting on her knees, Shasa pressed her body against Judah’s back and let her fingers move around front, to loose the restraints of the warrior. Her lips found an ear beneath long tresses, and whispered lusty words. “You know of my desire, you’ve dipped in and tasted it…I will even say the words…I want you, to hurt me if you wish, to take me to ecstasy, and I need you to fuck me.” Shasa’s hands moved up Judah’s belly and chest, to lightly run her fingertips over her breasts. “Will you do those things for me, Mistress? And will you let me pleasure you, tonight as well?”
Shasa began to nip and suck the neck before her. “Please say you will, Judah. I’m so wet and hot and open, for want of you. You will fuck me, won’t you, love?”
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(Judah & Shasa) --
Judah turned her body quickly, and easily captured the slut’s wrists in her hands, using her own body weight to push Shasa back until the woman was pressed against the bed. Judah shifted until her body was firmly planted between the woman’s legs, a snarling smirk dancing across her lips, her eyes darkening with desire. “You have an awfully loose tongue, dear heart. Is it good at anything else besides getting you into trouble?” the warrior questioned.
Shasa writhed below her, loving the feel of the woman's weight on her. She shivered in anticipation. "The only trouble I'm ever in, I sought and embraced, Judah. Let me show you just how good my tongue is, hmm?"
She could feel Shasa’s body quiver beneath her own and let her eyes roam where they wanted, taking in the very pleasant form under her. She crossed Shasa’s wrists and held them pinned above her head while Judah reached out to the small bedside table and pulled some leather strips over, lacing them around the smaller hands. “You’re pleasure and pain are mine tonight, sweet one,” Judah informed simply as she pushed off and stood next to the bed. “On your knees,” she commanded.
Shasa smirked. It was the moment of decision, and as usual, she would make it quickly, and follow it through to the end. Judah obviously expected to be obeyed, which normally would have made the slut's obstinacy shine, but she strongly felt that...that inexplicable thing that was different about her...and she wisely decided to do things Judah's way this time. The smirk disappeared, and her lust for a new experience boiled over within her.
Shasa shimmed her body until she was sitting up, her firm ass resting on her heels. Judah pulled off her tunic and noted how the woman’s eyes told of her desire. “Spread those pretty legs of yours, show me what it is you have to offer." Shasa pushes her knees apart until Judah could clearly see the woman’s glistening center in the low candlelight. “Arch your back,” Judah ordered and noted with some interest how easy Shasa followed commands, the woman arching her back until her breasts jutted out in offering.
Judah turned away and pulled up a chair next to the bed. She removed her pants and took a seat. Her hungry eyes danced over the form on the bed, enjoying the vision the woman presented. She could see Shasa was ready to ask a question, but stopped her by commanding, “Down.” Judah snapped her fingers and pointed to the floor by her feet.
She watched as the slut gracefully moved from the bed to kneel by her feet and Judah slowly spread her legs. “Shall we put that waggling tongue of yours to the test?”
Shasa locked her piercing emerald eyes on Judah's and felt a smirk briefly visit her lips. "I would highly recommend it."
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(Judah & Shasa) --
“I shouldn't be hearing words," Judah informed easily, her fingers running through Shasa's hair and tightening slightly.”
Shasa did not tease the Mistress, but set to her task immediately. Her tongue entered Judah’s slick folds, extending low and rising slowly to the bundle of nerves on top. The slut moaned at the sweetness of the woman, and indulged twice more in the slow tasting of her evening meal. Then, Shasa firmly pressed her face into the wetness, and began to feast.
Lips closed over womanhood, sucking and kissing; tongue stroked and lashed; teeth grazed and nipped. Shasa’s chin pushed against her core, her head grinding side-to-side, compelling Judah to move with the rhythm and feel the vibrations of her moans. When Judah grabbed the slut’s hair and began to forcefully ride her face, Shasa thought she herself might cum, as she pleasured this Mistress.
Judah could feel her passions rising but with a quick pull, she removed Shasa's talented tongue and held the woman at bay while she took a brief moment to collect her breath and then turned glinting eyes towards the slut at her feet and let a feral smile dance along her lips. Judah's own tongue moved seductively along her lips and ran over her canines as thoughts of taking this woman began to play across her mind.
Shasa’s jaw clenched as her chest rose and fell quickly. She wanted to devour the woman before her, and wondered if the Mistress had any idea how much of an effort it truly was to control her passions. Yet when Judah’s eyes fell upon her, Shasa’s heart froze in a moment of absolute lust…the Mistress was a player, one who knew how to bring her to new heights. All she had to do was let her.
"Such a good girl," Judah cooed more to herself than to Shasa as she trailed a finger lightly along the woman's jaw line. "Up," she ordered and stood, moving to take Shasa's bound hands and pulled the woman to her feet. She pushed on the slut's shoulders, knocking her back onto the bed.
Shasa felt a shiver of fear within her desire, as she tested the leather bindings and found them to be solid. She knew at that moment that Judah truly was in control, and there was little she could do to stop her, if things turned dangerous. She felt her breath quicken, and simultaneously, her sex expressed its arousal.
Judah pressed Shasa's thighs apart and smirked again. She trailed her fingers lazily through Shasa's open folds and then brought her fingers to the slut's lips. "Taste."
Shasa felt a grin quirk at the corner of her mouth, as her saucy nature awoke. “And replace the flavor I’m still enjoying?” She licked her lips and playfully pouted. “I can taste myself whenever I please…must I ruin my lovely dinner?”
Judah growled and lost the smirk. She reached out and grabbed a handful of Shasa's hair and roughly pulled her until the slut was back on her knees. Judah leaned forward and pushed two fingers into the woman's wet pussy until they were pressed in deep and just as quickly removed them. She moved the fingers back to Shasa's lips, smearing the juices and commanded again in a harsher tone, "Taste."
The fear was evident in Shasa’s eyes, though she tried to hide it. This woman was not only capable of hurting her, but she now clearly understood that the Mistress would enjoy it. Pain didn’t scare Shasa, but being at the mercy and whim of a stranger did. The sailor reached down deeply within herself and tried to calm her rising panic. She felt her lips tremble as she opened them, taking Judah’s fingers into her mouth, and licking them clean. She tried to give a smirk and act indifferent, but Shasa found she couldn’t even make eye contact. Her heart pounded, and she desperately hoped that Judah was blind to her predicament.
Judah gave the slut a broad smile as she saw the panic and fear flicker across the woman's eyes. "Continue to be a good little girl and you might actually enjoy this," the warrior informed before pulling her fingers from the hot mouth they were enveloped in. "Lay down and spread 'em," she instructed easily as she got herself comfortable at the foot of the bed and watched to see how the girl would react.
Shasa moved to obey, keeping her eyes averted. She wasn’t trying to show respect, or be submissive--in fact she wished she could glare at the woman at this very moment--but she didn’t want Judah to see her fear, and Shasa knew she needed time to recover her composure. The slut moved into position as ordered, closed her eyes, and tried to muster her anger, if she couldn’t find courage.
"Now, now, pet, don't deny me the pleasure of seeing those flashing green eyes of yours," Judah taunted as she crawled with panther-like grace up the bed until she was between the slut's legs, her face hovering just over the woman's.
Shasa’s mind was racing. Courage was lost to her, but the very fact that this woman was calling her “little girl” and “pet” was just about all the fuel she needed to ignite her temper. Her eyes flew open, and she seethed--and after the words left her mouth, she didn’t even care that it was unwise. “I’m not your pet.”
Judah barked out her laughter and knew it would probably just infuriate the woman further. "We'll see," was all the warrior said before she descended and bit hard into the woman's neck. Not enough to mark or break the skin, but enough to know it would hurt the slut and remind her who was the one currently on top and unbound. To ease the pain slightly, Judah sucked on the skin beneath her teeth and her tongue trailed across the flesh.
Shasa tried. She did! She tried to maintain her anger at the arrogance of this woman, the audacity of thinking she could conquer her. But her resolve began to slip as soon as Judah began to torture her neck. And soon, she was doing all she could do to keep from moaning and writhing beneath the Mistress. Damn her body for betraying her!
Judah released the skin caught between her teeth and pressed the flat of her tongue against the heated flesh, dragging it up in a long lick before moving back down to place nips, licks, and kisses down the slut's neck, across her collarbone, and in between the valley of her breasts. She reached between then and took Shasa's bound hands and moved them up, holding them above the woman's head. She moved her lips across the body beneath her, around firm breasts, over her stomach, and down to her thighs where she once again allowed her teeth to bite.
Shasa bit her lip to keep the moans from escaping, yet her body began to move in response to the stimulation Judah relentlessly provided. The slut tried a mental diversion. “What are you going to do with me?”
Judah's lips stopped moving against the smooth skin and her eyes cast a sideways glance to look at the woman and could tell there was a hint of fear in the question. The warrior pulled back and sat on her heels as she eyed the form on her bed and thought. "I'm not sure telling you would quell your worries, pet," Judah smirked slyly.
Shasa’s nostrils flared at the use of the word “pet” again. “I’m not worried, Judah. Just wondering when the fun starts around here.”
Judah quirked an eyebrow at the woman and questioned, "Bored already, are we?"
Oh, was Shasa back! She smirked down at the woman that was actually doing a very good job of keeping her attention. "Not quite yet, dear, but for a minute there, I actually thought you had some balls."
Judah growled low and deadly in her throat and though she knew this woman was purposefully goading, she decided to play along and show this slut just how well she can keep someone's attention. She stepped off the bed and grabbed some more leather straps from the table and then untied the woman's hands. With ease she turned the woman over onto her stomach and tied each hand to a bedpost. She pulled out a pillow and stuck it under the slut's hips and then tied off her ankles, leaving Shasa spread eagle, bound, and displaying her best assets. The warrior bent down and picked up her thick leather belt, folded it in two, and snapped it loudly to get the slut's eyes to focus on her. "Let's see if I can not only get your attention back, but keep it every time you try to sit down, shall we?"
Shasa’s mouth went dry, though she lifted her chin in defiance. She declared that the dear should give it her best shot, while secretly kicking herself for her big fucking mouth.
Judah smirked as she flipped the belt with her wrist and let it land lightly across Shasa's ass. It was barely a tap, like a fly landing on skin, but the warrior noted the involuntary flinch of muscles. She dragged the belt down, letting it dip into the wetness between the spread legs and laughed. "Do you know, dear, what I'm doing at the moment?"
“Wearing yourself out already?” What the fuck am I doing?
"Tsk, tsk," Judah playfully scolded. "For a slut such as yourself, I would think you'd know better." The warrior reached down and pressed the belt roughly against Shasa's wetness before pulling back, "Why, my dear," Judah snarled the word, "I'm making you your own punishment. Any idea how much more this will sting now that it's soaked in your juices? How much heavier you just made it because your body betrayed you to me?"
Shasa closed her eyes, pressed her lips together and braced herself, knowing the pain to come, praying she could hold her cries in.
"Hmmm, where might that quick witted tongue of yours be now?" Judah questioned, but really didn't want an answer. Instead she sent down the first lash across the middle of Shasa's back. Though she did intend to punish the slut, she was still mindful of the power she wielded and made sure her strikes wouldn't break the skin or cause any permanent harm.
Shasa’s body was rigid as she bucked against the sting of the lash. But she swallowed her groans, and focused on breathing. This woman is going to fuck me like there’s no tomorrow, before this night is through, or I’m gonna kill her. The smile Shasa experienced only lasted a moment before the next strike fell, and she again sucked down the cry that came to her lips.
"Why fight?" Judah asked in an almost bored tone as the next strike landed with a crack. She trailed the belt over the rising red welts until it dipped back between the slut's legs and the warrior pressed it hard against her slit to wet it again. "Let me hear that sweet voice of yours cry out. You seemed all too willing to speak your mind earlier, correct?" she questioned further and sent two lashes across the raised ass, one kiss per cheek.
Shasa nearly yielded right then, for fighting Judah had only ended badly for her at every turn. But her pride wouldn’t let her, until her body gave in. And Shasa knew, from the energy she had already expended from fear alone, that she had little fight left in her. She truly wanted to give herself to the Mistress, and to let Judah take her to higher pleasures, but she seemed trapped in her need to maintain her dignity. She couldn’t see a way out.
Judah raised her hand to let down another strike but stopped. She knew if she went too hard with the belt it could break the skin so instead she laid the leather down close to Shasa's face so it would remind the slut of power and of how her body was betraying her with the scent of her juices still soaked into the material. Judah knelt on the bed and ran her hands from the top of the slut's shoulders down to the curves on her ass, rubbing lightly until she felt the woman's body start to relax. Then, with more might than she'd allow with the belt, she slapped the slut's ass hard with her bare hand, enjoying the sound that echoed through the room of skin-meeting-skin and the slight tingle that went through her hand on contact.
Shasa nearly moaned when Judah began to touch her, and when she began to spank her by hand, the grunts began to be harder to contain. She so desperately craved the Mistress’ touch, and her cunt was throbbing so hard, she nearly begged for Judah to fuck her. The slut knew she was soon to scream and cry for mercy, and as she twisted in her bonds, she no longer cared.
Judah's lips spread in a sly smirk as she watched the woman begin to writhe and wiggle under her hard hand. She laid down a few more stinging slaps, purposefully setting up a rhythm and just when Shasa went to brace her reddened ass for another slap, the warrior changed tactics and slapped her solidly between the slut's juice soaked legs.
Shasa’s tense body slumped against the bed, and she began to cry in utter exhaustion. “Please, Mistress! Please, please, please…”
Judah chuckled deep in her throat before it turned to something like a purr. Her hands took firm hold of the ass that was now a deep red and gave it a firm squeeze. "Please what?" she taunted just a little bit more before bringing her lips and tongue to the heated skin around her hands, licking and nipping at the flesh.
“Oh gods!” Shasa’s cry was strangled, as her body tensed violently, and she fought her need to cum. “Please fuck me, take me any way you’d like!” Shasa wailed. “My body is on fire! Please help me.”
Judah smiled against the skin her lips were pressed against. With a final pat on the slut's ass, Judah moved her hand down and pushed into the soaking pussy beneath her with three fingers while her tongue dipped down until the Warrior was on her stomach and sucking in the slut's clit between her teeth, biting and pulling gently while her tongue flicked tightly over the swollen nub.
Shasa came hard, screaming her orgasm, even as she greedily began to pump Judah’s fingers in search of another.
Judah rode Shasa hard and fast until she felt a second orgasm coming, and then abruptly pulled away from the slut with a deep-throated laugh.
Shasa cried out her frustration, "Goddamn it, Judah! Fuck me!"
Judah trailed her hands along Shasa's slit lightly and grinned at how the body beneath her tried to force more contact. "And what would make me do such a thing?" she questioned idly as she played.
Emerald eyes looked up and pled with the green of her tormentor. “Knowing that you can take what you will from me, and I’ll thank you for it. Knowing you can beat me, and I’ll beg for more. Knowing you’ve won this night. Isn’t that what you want?”
Judah gave Shasa a full smile and leaned forward over the woman's body. She pressed a finger under Shasa's chin to bring her face up a little closer and gently pressed her lips to those beneath her. She deepened the kiss and reached up to untie the woman's hands until she was free. She trailed soft kisses down her neck, back, and ass until Judah untied the ankle restraints and helped Shasa move to lie on her side. The warrior kissed her way back up to waiting lips and then began to lightly drag her hand over smooth skin until they came to caress firm breasts.
Shasa’s desire for Judah boiled over once again. How could she hate her one moment, and want to make passionate love to her the next? Oooh, gods…that felt so good. Shasa turned her mind off, refusing to try to reason any longer. Instead, she kissed the Mistress deeply, pulled her closer, and then looked within her eyes. “What do you wish from me?” Shasa asked without malice.
Judah ran her thumb lightly over already hardened nipples as she trailed kisses along Shasa's jaw until she pulled the flesh of her earlobe in between her teeth to lightly suckle on it. Judah whispered, "I've taken from you tonight already. Now I want you to give it to me freely," she answered, moving her hand from Shasa's breast, stroking down her sides to move around and cup her sex.
Shasa’s eyes closed and her head fell back slightly. Her body and mind now only wanted to feel the pleasure that Judah was providing her. Every touch caused a shiver of desire. “Take me, please.” She whispered between low moans. “Love me.”
Judah laid Shasa back and moved her mouth down until her lips pulled in one of her nipples and sucked hungrily, her tongue rolling and flicking over the nub before moving to the other and giving it equal amounts of attention. Slowly moving down until her hot breath was against the glistening center in front of her. Moving from bottom to top she gave her a long, broad lick.
Shasa grabbed fistfuls of bed linen. She so desperately wanted to feel Judah inside her, to give herself over to the endless screams she knew would come. Yet with even this slightest bit of tenderness, Shasa was ready to explode. Her hips jumped with every motion, and her lips could not contain her need.
Judah slid down and shifted her weight until she was comfortable between the wide spread legs. She eased two fingers in to the hungry and waiting pussy in front of her face and pressed deep before sliding out. As she pushed in again she added a third finger. Her tongue played in circles around Shasa's clit as she moved her three fingers in and out a few times before adding a fourth, enjoying the feeling of the tightness around her digits. She pulled out to just her tips and curled her thumb into the palm of her hand. As she pressed back in, her mouth sucked in the slut's clit, pushing her fist in and holding it deep.
If Shasa could have launched into the heavens, she would have. Her back arched as she was filled, nipples rigid, and screams that she anticipated suddenly emerged as hoarse cries of repeated lust. “Oh gods, Judah!” seemed to be her mantra. After waiting until she adjusted to the filling, her bursting clit demanded she take action, and her hips began to pump the fist within.
"Cum for me, sweet one," Judah moaned before her mouth busied itself again with broad, tight strokes across her clit. Her hand moving until the base of her palm was almost out before thrusting back in, her speed increasing steadily. With her free hand she reached up and began to knead the full breast, her fingers clamping down onto the achingly hard nipple, rolling and pulling on it.
“Oh God, Judah, fuck me!” Shasa’s hips met the thrusts of the Mistress, while her clit throbbed in the glorious mouth of the warrior. And when her nipple was squeezed, Shasa came with a vengeance. Her cunt clamped down on Judah’s fist, as she spasmed without end, flailing wildly on the bed, screaming her pleasure, unable to regain control…and not wanting to.
Judah rode Shasa through her orgasm, the muscles clamping down with force around her wrist. She ran her teeth over the throbbing clit in her mouth, sucking hard on the nub while her tongue licked greedily. She grazed her nails over both nipples before giving each of them a hard tug.
Shasa came again, grabbing at nothing as she dug in her heels and arched into another wave of spasms. She couldn’t reason, couldn’t speak, and once again--but in an entirely different way--was at the complete mercy of Judah.
Judah eased up, slowly pulling out, leaving at first just four fingers, the moving down to three then just two before pulling all the way. She moved down, leaving Shasa's clit before lapping up the juices that flowed readily from the slut.
Shasa’s moans were constant, as Judah’s hot tongue ministered to her. The slut opened heavy lids and grabbed a strong bicep, pulling the woman up her body. “Kiss me, dammit.” Shasa groaned. She didn’t wait, but inhaled the Mistress. When she finally released the warrior, she smiled lazily and quirked a brow at her. “So, you had enough yet, or do I gotta get rough with ya?”
Judah smirked, "Always feisty," the warrior chuckled. She lay down behind Shasa and wrapped strong arms around her. "Rest a while, then we'll see if you can handle more, sweet one."
Shasa closed her eyes and smiled as she pulled Judah's arms tightly around her, snuggled her reddened backside into the Mistress' crevices, yawned and murmured, "Deal."
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The End - 'Eye Catching' - by Mistress
Judah & Shasa