...on her own and stood majestically and very naked in front of him. Her smile faded and she gave a half-hearted look of dominance. Turrek kept his eyes on hers but couldn't resist licking her nectar from his lips. She pressed on his shoulders commanding him on his back without a word.
Lying flat on his back, the Orc could only watch as she paced around his prone form. She was even more beautiful having him in a submissive place. Her muscles, toned for an Elf, flexed and relaxed as she moved with grace and purpose as well as the promise of unseen power. Valitha knelt at his waist and straddled him. He held his breath as she slowly, seductively, crawled up his body. Her soft skin brushed against him causing his cock to strain. She was doing it on purpose and Turrek knew this was part of his "punishment" for not subduing the succubus as per her instruction.
Her face hovered above his, her hair billowing around him. Her eyes were green glowing pools of lust and power and Turrek swallowed. He felt the soft glide of her hand on him as she placed the tip of his aching cock to her entrance. He also felt her moisture running down his length in slow trickles. "If you obey me, my apprentice, I will reward you," she purred as she stroked him leisurely. "But if you displease me ..." she said equally seductive but squeezed his cock painfully enough to make him wince. Turrek understood her point crystal clearly.
"Yes Mistress," he gulped.