Lying naked in her bed she hears his words within the deepest, darkest, caverns of her mind. Whispering through her being, like the winds over the mountains, caressing the land under its touch. The words drift to her slowly, as she feels his presence envelop her, in his warm cloak. Like the sunset, slowly giving over to the night, she feels his pull. A long, low, sigh escapes her lips, as her mind reaches out to him, with a thirst for his possession.

Reaching into the darkness, where naught but night and shadow rule, her fingers are grasped in strong hands, and she is pulled across the threshold, into his world of strength and possession…giving and submission.

She feels her body relax yet feels the anticipation start in her stomach. She hears his deep voice whisper, "It has taken you long to surrender, my pet, but now I’ll take your hand and lead you further over the threshold, hold tight and we shall go on wings of the night to my world!"

She hears her own voice drifting to her, as if far away, "But, I don’t know if I want to go that far!"

And the night answers, "But you’re already here, where the shadows cloak us safely, yet know our deepest pleasures and our darkest desires. Yours to offer, mine to take, is this not so?"

Into the velvet shadows she whispers the only two words her mind and body need, "yes, Master" as his thumb gently caresses her lush, soft mouth.

She gazes up into the night’s dark eyes and feels the need to please and the hunger for his touch. Her breasts feel swollen as her sensitive peaks stiffen with the need to be touched and his fingers suddenly work their magic in pleasuring them…pulling them high, twisting them, until a moan escapes her lips, "I have needed you, Master."

Feeling the start, of that first moistness, at the apex of her legs, a deep, masculine voice whispers next to her ear, "I take pleasure in your hunger…in your needs… give them all to me, my pet!" Her body and mind offer him that which he demands, as his voice runs through her being, "Show me, offer me your creamy soft, breasts…offer me to devour you!""

Her hands cup their softness and as she offers her breasts to his mouth the night licks their rigid tips. His scent fills her senses, as she feels her breasts being gently squeezed. Moaning, while her breasts are being kneaded and stroked, she begs, "I need more, I need more, Master!"

The answer she needed so desperately is voiced in the darkness; "I know all your needs…all your desires…all your hungers…kneel on all fours before me, my treasure."

She moves and turning in the dark, leans down on her arms…offering her ass high in the air, as she feels the cool night air touching her inner thighs. Spreading her knees wider apart his voice drifts to her, "I know you need to be touched...I feel your hunger for my fingers is here!…right here, touching this soft wetness!"

Moaning, she pushes back on the velvet warm fingers that are sliding over her delicate, moist softness…dipping in and teasing her hunger. She feels his fingers moving along her tender flesh and playing lightly over her treasure, like a soft whisper…he touches it with the barest touch.

Concentrating on the light touch…she feels her sensitive place begin to swell, as he moves it in feathery light, circular motions.

The night’s voice cuts through her thoughts, "Here is the place you need touched, the place you need caressed…feel it through your body…feel the need building for pressure on this beautiful jewel and in your body."

As her body moves against the pressure of his fingers...needing them to enter her depths, the fingers press against her entrance and her night hunger is heard whispering in the air, "Oh, please, please enter me, please, Master."

A deep hunger fills her, as she hears a low buzzing, gentle, sound filling the air around her. With the movement of her hips in the air, she feels her sensitive nipples being rubbed on the carpet, as her heavy breasts move back and forth. She knows what the night wants to hear from her, "My nipples feel swollen for you, rubbing on the carpet…I like the feel of them being gently scraped and irritated from the carpet…hmmm yes, it feels good, Master."

The wind picks up, almost moaning through the room, as her woman’s scent fills the air with the need of her wetness and heat. The sound moves closer to her warm dampness and she feels the folds of her petals being pulled open to expose the moist jewel for his pleasure.

Arching her back…pushing her ass higher in the air she feels the light vibration against her most sensitive spot as it rubs up and down...until finally resting at the entrance of her hunger she hears, "Now, do you wish my gift in you? Are you mine my lovely pet?"

She can only whimper in submission, "yessssssssss"

Into the heated core of her she feels the gift and pushes back, thrusting it deeper into her body. Filled and moaning she begins to pump her hips back and forth, feeling the penetration impaling her sheath on its thickness...as it pulses in her. Sinking into her again and again….faster, it moves harder into her depth and wetness.

"Ohhhh, please, please….i need release from this heat,"

The shadows close in, the winds seem to rage through her mind and soul, as she takes all of it inside of her….impaling herself and feeling her body need to fly free, as the winds finally whisper, "NOW, pet, give me your gift of heat and honey!"

Moving against it in hot need…slamming, hot, thrusts…she surges back and upward, as her body convulses and grips the gift deep within her….coming with wanton abandon in the darkness, she cries, "For you Master, all my desires and hungers are for you!" Finally, sliding her legs flat on the bed and breathing hard she feels the gift slowly, sensually kiss her depths, as it slides out into the night.

As her spasms subside and the night cools her body, it ceases its dance of hunger and need.

Pulling the covers over her she feels her mind drift to sleep and the winds of the night slowly fade.