She stood in the misty coloured room dressed in a most vendictive manner.

Sensuality was teasing from her form and permeated the environment like the incense filling the air.

His eyes immediately focused on her visage. She was beautiful to him in every way. She spoke "Hello my pet".

Her voice was deceptively sweet not unlike the soft placeassin creeping in the night.

He was in his place on his knees. Hers to do with as she pleased. He could think of no other prize.

Her touch was all he craved.

It was a treasure among treasure. Even her whip held blessings in disguise. What would he do without her? He cringed at the thought. All the while she circled him like a cougar tracking her prey. Her eyes were afire this evening.

She was in a mood. He saw her eyes and his mouth watered.

He knew that tonight would be devine. She was his goddess. He heard glorious thunder in her words and saw lightning in her movements. He was not afraid! Her storms were cleansing not dooming.

She was on him in a blink.