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JON. LISTENED. TO. THE. FUCKING. RECORDING. OF. SASHA'S. DEATH. HE GOT TO HEAR HER FINAL MOMENTS, HOW SCARED SHE WAS AND HER DYING SCREAM

Your heart fluttered.. skin pricked.. breath hitched.

Hearing the soft click of your Lady's door as it latched. Your body already flushed from the evening's celebrations. A pleasant warmth washing over you from the plethora of both champagne and affection. The Countess had insisted that you indulged - that you enjoyed yourself to the absolute fullest, no arguments. And now there you lay, every inch of you relaxed and slick trickling down the slit of you - just waiting for the evening’s final indulgence.

"Oh, my sweet pet."

The Countess practically purred the words as she breathed in the length of you, eyes fully dilated, taking in the sight... She wanted you - in every sense of the word - even in your blissfully hazed out state, you knew that much.

"Mh.. hello, my lady.. my Mistress."

You gave her your best lopsided smirk, fingers clumsily tending to the buttons of your shirt. Your vest long discarded during a very heated game of chess between you and Bela.

"Feeling bold tonight.. are we, pet?"

"Well.. you did say that I should indulge myself to the fullest, my lady.

“I did.”

“And there's no better indulgence than you."

It might have been the several glasses of wine she had consumed over the last few hours that forced the speckling of flush across your Lady's cheeks - but the sight of it regardless, took your breath away.

"Always with the charm, Sasha."

"Always with the truth, my lady."

At this she only smirked, bending down to help your fingers make quicker work of your shirt, swiftly removing it from your body and exposing a landscape of flushed skin.

"Oh, Sasha, you smell absolutely divine. All that blood, risen to the surface.'

This, of course, only made you blush harder - a fact your Lady was well aware of.

"I'm.. I'm glad you enjoy it, my lady."

"Mh.. I do.. very much."

The way her eyes drank you in - wholly - a gaze that said everything you so desperately wanted her to whisper to you late into the night. A glint of arousal catching in the candlelight as her teeth found the curve of your neck - nipping at it.

"G-good, my lady."

"Yes, Sasha, you are." She nipped at it again, “A very good pet.”

You whimpered loudly, earning a harder nip to your skin, this time a little higher.

"And such sweet sounds you make."

You squirmed slightly beneath her as her teeth continued their journey up the length of your neck, lips tracing along your jawline and stopping just inches from your eager lips - tongue tracing over them and eyes aglow.

"All for you, my lady."

"Delightful little pet, hm?"

You weren't even sure where your main source of fluster was coming from at that moment. The champagne that warmly washed over you, the praise that brought the deepest shade of crimson to your cheeks, or the small nips and kisses that were so very slowly claiming your body.

"My lady, Plea-"

"Shhh, Sasha. Let your Mistress take care of you. It is your day, after all."

You looked up at her through a half lidded gaze, feeling the heat radiating from your cheeks as you gave her a small nod. Her fingers unbuttoning your trousers and throwing them to the floor before you even had a chance to breathe. The cool air of the castle only making your arousal more prevalent against your overly flushed skin.

"Exquisite."

The word came out as more of an exhale than a statement. Letters breathed out into the night as if she had spent every moment of the day stopping herself from ravaging you on the spot.. as if the night had proved too long and the smell of you far too intoxicating.

"Is there anything in particular that you're in the mood for, my pet? Birthday enby's choice."

"Well, I.."

You bit your bottom lip, a shyness suddenly coming over you . You knew exactly what you wanted… what you craved. The thought of it alone bringing a pulsating heat to your core.

"Say it, pet. Use your words."

You answered immediately without thinking. “Your tongue.. inside me.. please, Mistress."

"Mmh.. that's my good pet."

You let out a small cry, the soft skin of your inner thigh caught between your Mistress' teeth as she slowly made her way down.

"Oh, if I could only bottle your scent, Sasha."

You smirked, looking down at her between your legs - a sight that made it difficult to keep your composure, let alone speak.

"Heh.. and what would you call it, Mistress? 'Handservant'?" You chuckled at your own joke but the sharpness to her gaze swiftly cut it short.

"'Mine'."

She said it matter of factly. One word - one single claim that rolled all too easily from her tongue. A tongue that swept over the crimson of her lips before flicking playfully across your clit, bringing a prompt whimper to your lips.

"Yes, Mistress.. all yours."

"Mmmh."

The Countess' moan seeped deeply into your folds, forcing a surge of heat across your body. The width of her tongue sliding firmly up your entrance before slipping in, compelling your hips to immediately buck into her.

"Needy, are we?"

"Mmph, very-"

She only moaned again before taking your entire core into her mouth, tongue sweeping over your clit as the warmth of her enveloped the rest of you - swiftly drinking you in. It felt.. amazing - otherworldly. Her tongue exploring over every fold and crevice you had to offer.

"You're.. you're perfect, my lady."

You knew it was partly the champagne talking, with the rest of your half blissed out words fueled by nothing but pure admiration and.. well, those were thoughts for another night, weren't they?

"And here I thought I was using my tongue to fluster you, my pet."

You could feel the smirk of her against your eager flesh, the soft warmth of a kiss upon your clit before her tongue was back inside you - forcing you to stretch around her and your back to arch.

And the way she held you - with the utmost control.. with her hands resting just barely on your hips and thighs and your legs spread open for her. The length of her tongue - firm, indulgent. Driving in and out of you as you tangled your finger deep into her hair without a second thought.

'Fuck.. I’m... sorry, Mistress."

You immediately went to pull your hands back but your Lady only shook her head.

"Leave them, pet. Show me how needy you are."

Her tongue was back inside you before you could even mutter a reply. Hips rolling up into her, wiling a prickling heat to slowly begin to move its way across your body - charging everything in its path like a late summer storm.

"Mmh, that's it, pet. So needy. So perfect."

"Fuck-"

Your core immediately clenched around her tongue - around her words - body instantly jerking in response. The world around you a complete haze - blurred, soft - as your arousal slowly took over you, the pressure in your core quickly strengthening. The length of her tongue curling deep inside of you - over and over again - as her want to unravel you became almost feral.

"Come for me, Sasha. Let your Mistress taste you."

"Ah-!"

You could feel her skin beneath your fingernails as you tightened the grip on her hair, forcing a deep moan across her lips and her pace to quicken. Eyes forced shut, your body taut as the orgasm swiftly took over you. Thick juices gushing from your core and down your ladies throat as her tongue completely devoured you.. as she pulled one orgasm from your exhausted body after another until you finally fell breathless to the bed, almost desperate for air. An immediate sense of emptiness as the length of her slowly slipped out of you.

"Just as I said.. divine."

She gave you a small smirk before licking the remnants of your arousal from her skin. The cool castle air suddenly very noticeable, sending a prompt shiver across your body.

"Th-thank you, my lady."

You felt her large frame come up from behind you, pulling your practically boneless body closer to her as she held you.

"Mh… no, no.. thank you, my pet."

She placed a soft kiss to the top of your head, forcing a final blush across her cheeks as you slowly melted into her soft curves, hiding your face - a deep husky laugh moving across her as you did.

"My most perfect pet, hm?"

You could feel the warmth in her tone, the utter affection behind it. Another soft kiss to your hairline vaguely felt as you began to softly slip under, staying awake just long enough to hear her whisper.

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