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unding hips with a grip of iron that took
all Saeko's strength, stilling them completely. For the first time since
the initiatory lesson, Saeko Abe felt him seriously struggling against her,
pushing with all his might to overcome Saeko's hands and drive into her
harder and further. His eyes were wild and unreasoning as he looked
at her; were he coherent they might have been incredulous. As it
was, he could only stare at her, fighting Saeko's hands, tightening his
embrace around her, trying with everything he had to be inside her
again. After a time, he found his voice.
"Lady . . . " It was urgent, its inherent softness obliterated by
his mad desire. "Please, Lady, no . . . " The words came faster,
tumbling out. "Please . . . please let me be inside you again . . ."
Panic began to surface. "Please!" he cried and began fighting her
strong hands again, pushing his hips forward as his body strained to
be close to hers. "Lady, please . . . " he begged. Saeko Abe shook her
head.
"Not like this." Saeko's voice was a whisper, edged with Saeko's own frus-
tration and desire, and anger at herself.
"But Lady, why?" was all he could ask, all he could plead. Hi
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