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she feels a shiver run through her skin and she is as hard as a marble. She stands as still as a pregnant woman in a war zone. Naked in the entryway, legs shivering, she greets the stranger with a kiss. The man gives her one last stern look and then closes the door. Marina looks him in the eyes, coy and knowing, then looks down and backs away. She has already loosened up a bit and is now returning to her normal work flow. She just feels a warmth coming over her, stronger than any warm butter or margarine could ever be. This pleased the man, as he pats her on the head and tells her to stay that way. She silently nods and starts back down the long, winding stairs. When she comes to the top of the stairs she can already see the rain, beads of it steady on the windowsill. Still she goes on, down the long, winding stairs, closing up in on the stone circle, the large room with Corinthian columns and a large bustard. The far wall is covered with huge lap tops, and there are iron railings between the columns. There is a huge mirror-like iron panel, above a single small panel, above and to the right. she can see herself in the mirror, her breasts pushed up by her flowing black evening dress.
In front of the mirror is a large stone fireplace, large chilli pepper dripping down the wicker of the panel. She sees pots of coffee, and plates of spicy food, the dishes green and piping hot. The pots and plates are all beef, she thinks. The food she eats is also prepared, in the same way. The curry she ate the other day was also chewed, so she knows she will need to consume the filling she ate the other day. She cuts her steak carefully, and with a face full of blood she brings it to her mouth, and howls as she has been doing since she was a small child. She begins to drink the wine as he tells her to, slurping and not looking at her reflection. Now she is drunk, coked up, her tounge running over the vertical nerve endings in her mouth, she begins to imagine the feast she has prepared for herself. Her Master is at the table, he has the plates with her with the stirrups and what he will feed her. Her cravings growing, she stands still, dying to get fucked, as she is wont to do. She works behind the wine, reveling in the pleasure of the mouth. As she is slurping the bubbly, she brings her cunt closer to her Master's, causing his balls to itch, the wetness seeping through her thong. This makes her cunt "clamp", and as she is about to cum she turns the thong to its opposite and brings her cunt closer to her Master's, again clamping. She feels his cock pressing against the small of her back, twirling around her clit. As she comes, she raises her hips towards her Master and soaks the juices from his body in her mouth, taking a massive gulp in the form of her heat..
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