the townspeople…what do they have to say?’
‘No news, there, either. No-one seems to have seen her, or at least they are not admitting it. We have applied some pressure to the usual suspects, but we weren’t able to get any further information, even after applying considerable torture. I think we can safely say that no-one in the town knows where she is. Of course, if the wild Scots have her, that would be a different story altogether, but I pray it has not come to that.’
‘Don’t put your faith in prayers, Claudius, you old fool. Put your faith in action. And my God, she had better be returned here alive and well. If I find out that some damned Scot is hiding her, I’ll rip his throat out personally,’ Lucius stormed. ‘Well, we are not going to stop just because it is getting dark. This is my one and only daughter we are talking about. Light torches for the search parties and tell them to redouble their efforts. There will be a substantial reward for the party who brings her safely back to me.’
‘Of course, Commander. I have already intimated as much. I know how much Sabina means to you. But you must not panic. I have no doubt the Gods will look after her.’
‘I don’t trust anyone. Least of all the damned Gods. I want results, not promises and hopes. Do you understand?’
‘Perfectly, Commander.’
***
Sabina awoke at dawn to a deliciously pleasant tickling sensation around her feet. She opened her eyes sleepily and looked down to see that the blankets had slid off her in the night. She was lying on the bed naked and exposed. Blaine was on the bed, too, but his head was down by her feet, licking and nibbling at her toes.
‘Stop it,’ she laughed. ‘That tickles.’
‘I’ll stop if you want,’ Blaine replied. ‘But you’ll miss out on all the fun I have planned.’
‘Oh no, I don’t want to miss out on anything.’
‘All right then, Mediterranean girl. Just relax and let me pleasure you.’
Sabina lay back, slowly coming round to full wakefulness. There was no window in this room, but she could see grey shards of daylight filtering through from beyond their sleeping area. The sun was up, but not high in the sky, it seemed. It was still early in the day yet. Plenty of time, then, to relax and indulge.
Indulging was fun. Sabina tried not to giggle like a little girl, but the tickling sensation was too much. She had to put her hand over her mouth to stop herself making too much noise. Then Blaine started working his way up from her feet, kissing and licking his way along her calf, and then to her knees. He didn’t pause there for long. Soon his face was brushing against her thigh, while his hands pushed her legs apart. She didn’t protest. It felt like the most natural act in the world, enjoying the attentions of a hot and horny lover.
His lips crept higher and higher, and Sabina giggled again as she guessed where his lips would be headed next. Her guess proved to be correct, and she felt the touch of his lips against her vulva. She wasn’t wet yet. The folds of her labia tightly guarded access to her most private and sensitive parts. But as Blaine began to softly lick around them, she felt her body lubricating in anticipation of penetration. Blaine wasn’t slow to take advantage of the changes, allowing his tongue to slip inside her and open her up a little further. He flicked his tongue along her cleft from her clit to her entrance below, and then poked his tongue inside – reaching into her to fuck her with his tongue.
Sabina wasn’t giggling now. She was too busy concentrating on what was happening to her body. Blaine’s tongue felt so different to his penis. It was softer, yet more versatile and controllable. He was able to use it to explore her insides, and to taste the sweet, feminine juices that were now flooding inside her. It seemed that Blaine could not get enough of them. His tongue flicked inside her again and again, soaking her up. With his tongue still inside
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