Ashley ran her hand up his broad, smooth chest. "You are forgiven," she said. "Now put everything away, and then you may take me to bed, Quinn."

He quickly obeyed, and when he turned about he found her already sprawled upon the great bed on its raised dais. He joined her to lie upon his back. Then, lifting her up, he lowered her slowly onto his thick, hard penis, drawing her down, down, down, until she had fully sheathed him.

"You may look at me," she told him, and his blue eyes locked onto her green ones as she began to ride him.

Reaching up, he took her breasts in his hands, playing with them, kneading them, leaning forward to at first lick, and then suckle the nipples. He smiled as her eyes closed and she moaned softly. "The mistress is skilled at riding," he said.

"I learned at an early age from an uncle," she told him, her eyes still shut.

"And did he possess the weapon I wield for you, mistress?" Quinn asked daringly.

Ashley laughed, and her eyes opened to meet his. "You are unique in your attributes, Quinn," she told him. "Most deliciously unique."

He wrapped his arms about her and, sitting up, forced her to be still. His mouth closed over hers, his tongue snaking into her mouth to play with her tongue. Her breasts were mashed against his chest, and he actually felt her heart jump when he rolled her over to put her beneath him. "Wrap your legs about me, mistress," he growled in her ear. "You have had a most trying day, I can see, and you need to be well fucked before you sleep tonight. I am your slave, and I am ready to service you."

"Yesss!" Ashley hissed. She did want to be fucked. Fucked hard, so that all the frustration of the day would melt away. "Fuck me, Quinn!" she ordered him. "Service your mistress, and service her well!"

He began to move on her, at first with long, slow strokes of his long, thick penis. He pushed hungrily into her, making her whimper with her need for his hardness. He stopped after a few minutes and let her feel the throbbing from his member as it lay buried within her tight vagina. Her legs were tight about him as she opened herself as wide as she could to his passions. His big body towered over her. He held her arms pinioned over her head.