Carrick loved the ease with which Samandriel was now serving him. It was a pleasant surprise to see how gladly the slave took to pleasuring him. Carrick had anticipated hours of keeping Samandriel bound and broken, on his knees and whimpering in pain before he would begin to properly pleasure him. He had not for a moment expected that the angel would come to tease him like this .
Carrick hardened still further and let a groan of hunger escape him as Samandriel's mouth closed around him. His Muse was a wanton little whore after all, and he didn't even need the encouragement of the lash to become so...