Zoe groaned with rising desire. She turned on her side and seized Letti’s tawny head between her hands and feverishly pressed her lips to hers. She took her hand and their naked bodies down the stairs down the archway through the halls filled with the lavished surroundings on to another set of stairs leading downwards in a spiral towards a cold damp darkness.
Zoe stepped into the doorway and flicked on a control panel and pressed several buttons.
Dreamy music and very soft lighting came on. A heady fragrance which reminded her of countless tropical flowers filled the air. Zoe stood naked with her at the entrance of the stairs leading down into a softly lit dim room, which masked damp gray walls with sconces lining the higher tops of the stair case walls, dripping a golden hew on the walls, softly lightening the mood, as they began to descend the stairs.
Letti tightened her grip on Zoe’s hand as she began to feel a slight trickle of fear rise inside of her belly, as they got closer and closer to the landing below them.
She could see soft silhouetted shadows of images of chains and old fashioned gargoyles sunk into the dense musk walls filled with the chilly air of dampness, and felt a chill creep over body, as she tried not to look to too frightened and excited at the same time as she saw a figure of a naked woman chained to an opposite wall.
The young woman had her arms risen up in shackles of some odd sort and had her legs spread wide apart, strapped to a cement wall, as if her body was being given away in some sort of ritual. But, oh no, Letti knew that this wasn’t the case at all, as she studied the young woman’s body.
“Don’t be afraid, love. I won’t hurt you more than necessary. You’ve got to be relaxed and enjoy the moment as it arises. I’m not some evil monster come to devour you.” And gesturing towards the young woman on the wall “But, she might be” as Zoe lowered her hand back down her side, and placed her hands along Letti’s arms as if to rub of the stiffness of cold closing in around their bodies.
Zoe was about to move Letti towards an old cement block covered in padded pillows and blankets and exotic furs, trimmed on the edges with red, black onyx and ginger colored candles and incense filling the room in a softness that could only mellow the queerest of all fears, a work of desire and power, when Letti’s voice halted her.
“Wait a moment” she requested softly as her gaze boldly roamed over the young woman’s body. She started at her brown golden locks of curls and her stable head, then moved to her eyes over her face very slowly. She was so beautiful. Her features implied the same strengths as her body did. With her arms raised upwardly they bulged with muscles, firm and smooth. Her torso and body rippled with her movements. Her torso narrowed at the waist to drift past a flat stomach and into a dense mat that surrounded her womanhood, an area which sent a hot shock of heat and aching to Letti’s stomach which she hurriedly skipped over for now. Her thighs and calves were supple and sleek. Not an ounce of fat could be seen. Her flesh was bronzed, slick and firm to the touch she imagined. Her breathing was exotic and strikingly unusual yet awakening, as Letti continued to softly gaze at her body.
Roaming her eyes back up to the young goddesses body she looked up to see the young woman raise her head and meet her gaze and she smiled a slow mesmerizing wicked smile of lust, hunger and the need to feel, to touch and feed of hunger.
Letti felt a bolt of heat shoot from her stomach straight to her femaleness of womanhood, and felt a moisture grow between her thighs.
She didn’t want to seem so eager, yet she was and this young treat of exoticness was making her body crave for more.
Zoe laughed when Letti blushed and jerked her eyes from the young woman’s intimidating sight. “She wants you, Letti, and she needs you. This moment should have come hours ago, but you stole my breath when you entered my doorway and I just had to have you first, to get a taste of what lies within you, that heated desire of sweetness that still leaves my lips stinging with a lingering touch to take you yet again, right now in front of my slave.
“I feel so insecure, Zoe. I don’t know much about this… kind of thing. What am I supposed to do” Letti asked timidly.
Zoe took her to the cement bed, of furs and candles, and placed Letti’s arms on a pillow to halo her head. Zoe smiled tenderly and responded “Just one moment, and reached around under the furs and pulled out cuffs and shackled them to Letti’s hands and then moving around the block to her feet shackling those as well.
Letti followed Zoe’s body to the opposite where she watched her lean into the younger woman’s face as whisper something in her and watched the hungry gleam fill the woman’s eyes as her slave smiled and lowered head once again.
Raising her hands she unclasped the licks holding the younger woman captive and released her from the wall, where the younger woman fell instantly into her arms.
After some time the younger woman got her strength back and walked in the direction of Letti’s now awaiting body for what teasing or torture was to come next.
Letti could feel her body begin to rise in fear and lust and chills as the young woman met her gaze and walked seductively towards her, running her fingertips along her flesh in an approval gripping the edge of her fear and panic and tension.
The young woman gently pushed aside a straying lock of red hair from her face, and softly caressed her rosy cheek then grasped her hand in hers. Letti trembled and stiffened. The young woman caught her chin and lifted it until their eyes met.
Looking into the younger woman’s eyes, letti could pick out the darker lighter shades of green in her eyes and felt herself slip inside of a calm kind of warmness as she looked deeper into the celery green eyes of the goddess hovering over her.
“Tonight, nothing but experience and enjoy. Close those beautiful eyes and just lie still. Just relax and let me have you Letti. Let me show you what I can do better” and smiled before her mouth claimed hers very gently.
Letti obeyed, closing her eyes and opening her senses. As much as Letti wanted to embrace her, she remained as she was placed.
“By the way, I’m Skye. I won’t hurt you. But I may scare you into lust and unwanted desire you never knew you could feel before” running her fingers delicately over Letti’s torso once again, “Yes. Yes, you’ll do nicely…”