Instead, the warm red hues of evening now filled the throne room, sending rays of honeyed light throughout the space that sought to pull Asiara’s gaze in a million different directions. Neemara wasn’t so lucky. Xxnx “It is improper,” the voice continued, “not to respond when your Queen speaks to you.”
Asiara still refused to reply. The auburn haired woman who had captured her, then brought her to orgasm, thus allowing Dathaka to enter her body, had escaped. “So tired… you’ve been traveling for so long… you’re still covered in the rain… and dirt of the road… you’ve fought such battles… and now the pendant… as it twirls one way… then the other… then one way… then the other… will finally allow you to rest… to close those tired, heavy eyes…”
Asiara was struggling to keep her eyes open. All day she teased herself, slowly building her sexual
