A Cleansing

"Now on your knees, Zyra."

"Please, My Magus...A break."

"Why should I?" I demanded. Feeling the space between my black brows knit in annoyance. "What mercy did you show me."

"None." She whimpered as she swallowed.

"Why should I give you any."

"Everything...Hurts."

"I don't care." I said acidly. "You didn't. Roll over and offer me that ass."

"Magus!"

"As I say!"

Sobbing she rolled onto her knees. Wincing as she moved.

For a heartbeat I considered giving her time to rest. Time to recover.

But years’ worth of anger brought me to my senses. No. She'll take me again.

And again. Until she aches too much to walk and I've emptied my sack. My mouth tightened in determination.

She'll take all of me.

I liked the sight of her on her knees. Ripe little ass pointed at me. The curves of it rounding down into her creamy thighs. I knelt behind her.

Spitting on my fingertips I smoothed the moisture into her back hole. Slipping a finger in made her hiss in pain and lurch forward.

"Where do you think yo