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The days have been a wonderful blur of learning to conform to the needs of the high priestess and her adepts. The setting sun creates dazzling orange beams filtering between the stone columns framing the outdoor bathhouse. We cant let the water get cold. Adam whispers at me urgently. There is a familiar haze rising from the room.

Although I havent had the honor of serving the high priestess herself, I look forward to it more than anything. The air is thick but not stifling. Its hard to believe its already been 6 months since I was accepted into the order. Like a swaying cobra that may strike at any moment yet you cant pull your eyes away. When you have almost any queries regarding wherever and tips on how to utilize porn star webcam, you possibly can e mail us on the web site. Stop admiring her unless you are called for.

I should focus on my work. Shes mesmerizing in her movements. The other acolytes of my order treat every day like a task or a chore. Perhaps theyve been here too long and cant appreciate the beauty that surrounds them. Lost in thought and admiration, I fail to notice her looking directly into my eyes.

Thats part of my problem. Shes starting to sweat and I catch a single droplet forming at the top of her inner thigh and follow as it makes its way down past her knee then turns slightly around the side of her calve muscle, then across her and ankle and finally dripping off her toe.

As the sun fully sets and natural light gives way to the flickering wall torches, I contemplate stealing another glance at the high priestess. I swear I can smell her pussy in my mind. I feel myself getting harder just imagining life as that droplet.

I catch a quick glimpse of her dripping wet lips as they disappear beneath the steaming hot water. Can a droplet have a sense of smell? I bite my lip as I feel my bulge growing under a loose white robe. The red silk robe barely hides her curvy figure and erect nipples.

Its lucky that Im now half submerged and my full erection is hidden. The gorgeous adept disrobes and enters the water, I notice that she is nearly as stunning as the High One. Caressing her thigh freely and without consequence. I want nothing more than to feel her hands pull away my robe in sensual, infatuated rage.

She wades towards me with her hands swishing back and forth testing the waters temperature. As she passes to sit on the submerged marble bench, her hand makes brief contact with the tip my cock. I cant take in any more and look up at her just as shes lowering herself into her private bath. But my thoughts are solely on the priestess.

I hear a slight splashing sound as Adam bumps me to warn that the adept Im assigned to is about to enter our bath. But her deep, almost black eyes convey something other than scorn or anger towards me. She gives me an approving, yet dismissive nod of acceptance. My erection was still slightly throbbing but not nearly as hard as earlier.

Her auburn hair is tied in a ceremonial bun exposing her shapely neck. She sways slightly from side to side under the pressure of me slowing moving in circles making my way up the center of her spine. She brings one hand out of the water to rub her neck and the water cascades down her back and over my hands.

The droplets instantly take me back to my fantasy. I was thankful that I could properly focus on pleasing my adept despite the intensity of my recent fantasy. Aside from a few small beauty marks her back is flawless. Thankfully no one else in the bathhouse noticed.

I ball up my fists and extend both thumbs side by side and begin gently rub her lower back as low as i can without touching her curvy cheeks. It briefly but perfectly fit in that space and I shuddered. She leans forward on the bench, making room for me to slide in behind her. For the first time since my arrival, I notice a barely perceptible smirk creep across her face as she commands me to wash her back first.

But the adept certainly did. She moved just a little faster careful to avoid water splashing and thus drawing attention to our unexpected fun. I tried to ignore it but how? I could feel her clit hitting the tip of my cock with each thrust. I temporarily lose focus and my now fully rock hard dick has poked the adept just at the top of her ass.

I can almost smell the Priestess pussy in my mind. She flexed her thighs while she came and I could no longer hold it, I leaned forward pretending to wash her perky boobs and squeezed them and pinched her nipples as I came on her clit. She bucked and pushed forcing my stiff dick under her pussy.

I groaned and squirted uncontrollably over and over. No one else noticed and even Adam didnt seem to see anything. We sat still for a short time and the adept turned to me and thanked me for the massage without acknowledging what just happened. She felt me convulse and pushed harder.

As the howling wind picked up her quiet moans started. The whole time my mind was on that sweet smell that I couldnt be sure actually existed. Lost in thought i didnt notice the Priestess had come back and stood in the door way. She said nothing, but as I continued massaging she slowly slid her ass backwards and used it to subtly rub my cock.

Her breathing became more rapid and heavy, as did mine. The rest of the evening went on as usual. Without another word she turned and walked away as everyone stared agape between the me and the now empty doorway. Her head dipped down, her gaze fixed on me. I felt her shaking then suddenly her legs snapped shut and she shuddered with pleasure. Did she just subtly lick her lips?

A direct request from the Priestess could mean excruciating pain or extreme pleasure. My mind raced with the possibilities. She said, Finish your work and then come see me. I wanted to be enveloped by it, to drink it in taste the High Ones sweetness. The high priestess retreated to her room as the rest of the acolytes massaged and washed the remaining adepts.