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at you had been here earlier, and already had prepared this
clearing to suit your wishes. You finished shackling me until I stood
spread-eagled between the trees. You stood back and admired your
handiwork. I realized what you must see: my white shift and pale skin
reflecting the soft glow of the moon, my dark hair framing my face in wild
disarray, my even darker eyes wide with surprise. A sigh escaped your
lips.
"I have captured you, my lovely nymph," you whispered reverently,
"and tonight you will serve me."
You traced your fingers lightly across my lips, then down my
chest. As you brushed my hardened nipples, a deep moan escaped my lips,
and I heard you draw your breath at my reaction.
You stepped back from me, and retrieved a large wooden box that
had been nestling at the roots of the tree to my right. From it you drew a
sharp-looking knife. I was concerned for a moment when I saw it, but you
merely used it to slit my nightgown down the front.
I shuddered and moaned as the chill air touched my breasts , and
my nipples puckered. Slowly, so slowly, you took one in your mouth and
sucked. The damp warmth was so sweet, so perfect, and I could feel the
wetness spreading down my legs. You took my other nipple in y
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