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| Paga Serve |
| she leans up and kisses His cheek, her fingers move to each side of His face and she tilts her head kissing Him deeply , her fingers move to the knot at her shoulder and slowly she tugs it free, feeling the silken material over her shoulders, across her chest slipping slowly over her nipples as they begin to harden, the cool air caresses them , slowly she backs away from Him crawling, her silks pooled in His lap |
| moving from His furs, she glances to Him before standing ,her finger tips slide over her hips, long red nails moving to each of her thighs , lowering her eyes to His boots once more she catches a glimpse of her beautiful silks, she shivers just thinking of the silky feel against her breasts, across her firm bottom, her fingers move slowly over her belly, moving up to her breasts cupping them as she moves from Him slowly, her nails tapping the small buds to their full stiffness |
| hips swaying as the small bells jingle against her ankles , her breasts bounce gently against the palm of her hands before she releases them letting ,them sway slightly, free from her silks and her hands, she arches her back loving the feel , the way they rise and sway depending on how she moves, her fingers intertwine into her hair, lifting it at the back of her neck, pulling it all up on top of her head , she twists to look back to Him before entering the kitchen, her hips slightly fan out from her slender waist, she smiles thinking of His touch as she moves about in service to Him |
| humming softly, she bends deeply, reaching into the cupboard, her fingers begin to move the paga bowls searching for her favorite, she tightens her thigh muscles, lifting her bottom slightly, exposing all that He owns, her thighs part slightly as she shifts her feet, spreading her ankles apart a bit ,then bending even deeper, her breath quickens as her face grows flush in this position, she continues to hum, pulling back slowly, her fingers finally coming into contact with the paga bowl of a powerful Viking and His slave, one with fire in her soul that burns for the Warrior |
| standing, she turns and presses her backside to the counter, the coolness comes in contact with the back of her waist and she shivers, tossing her head back, shaking her curls free letting them dance down her spine once more, she holds the paga bowl up into the candle lit room and begins checking three small legs, then her finger circles the rim then slowly moves across the carving, she rolls the bowl across her breasts, one and then the other, never touching her nipples, they ache and begin to throb, she rolls the bowl lower across His belly chain and a soft whimper escapes ruby lips |
| clutching it to her ,she reaches for a rep cloth and shines the bowl ,dipping into each crevice of the carving, then she sweeps through the inside lightly, making sure it is free of dust, she brings it back up to her face ,closing her eyes she kisses the three small legs one at a time, clutching the bowl to her breasts, she makes her way back out into the main room of the Inn |
| she feels His eyes on her but remains focused to the fire burning brightly at the hearth , slowly she begins to kneel before the flickering flames she opens her thighs widely placing the bowl between them moaning softly as her petals begin to feel as though they are being opened by the warmth of the fire and not from the look she catches from the corner of her eyes , she lifts slightly in her kneel to ladle the paga slender arms stretched before her breast lifting naturally perky nipples standing proud and excited as she slowly moves the ladle to the bowl more intense heat kissing the edge of her thighs |
| she gasps and quickly returns the ladle reaching for the bowl her thighs spread painfully wide , moaning as the heat from the bowl kissing them lightly she holds it slightly away from her as she stands her belly taunt , her legs tremble her slave heat glistens as moisture pools between her thighs she walks to Him watching the paga filled to the rim , then pauses as she stands before Him and then kneels |
| moving slowly to her knees she pauses and adjust the bowl before spreading them before Him she tips back slightly resting her bottom barely to her heels arching her back slightly she brings the bowl just above her heart pausing three beats she whispers a prayer for His health and prays that He is always happy , she raises it higher closing her eyes as the bowl moves to her lips feeling the heat she add the sweetest kiss then lifts it higher as she turns it slightly to Him her head lowers and softly she speaks to Him |
| Master a girl prays the paga warms You and that a girl in her serve has also been found easy on the eyes and light on the soul......... |
| Served by briena_LA to her Master |