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shirt. 'Hurry up,' she said.
    She heard a
rustle of material.
    'I've done
it,' he announced.
    Stephanie
slipped out of the towelling robe and lay on the bed, the silk
sheets cold against her sun-warmed body.
    'Stephanie,
are you still there?'
    'Yes. I'm
here. I'm naked now, Devlin. Lying on my bed naked.'
    'Are you?'
    'You should be
here, shouldn't you?'
    'Yes...' His
voice was husky.
    'Do you know,
Devlin,' she said, stretching out on the bed, feeling the first
flush of sexual excitement heating her blood, 'I can imagine that
you're here now. What should I have you do to me?'
    'I'd do
anything, anything you want.'
    'Of course you
would.' She ran her hand down into her thick, wiry pubic hair. The
image of Devlin's enormous gnarled and veined cock, so big her cunt
could not contain it, was vivid. How many times it had driven her
to distraction, how many times her orgasm had broken over it like
waves crashing on a huge rock. The first time seemed a long time
ago now, in the days before she had realised her sexual potential:
before Martin, before she had discovered another world of sex, a
world of fantasy and reality, a world she had come to inhabit,
enjoy and ultimately, here in the castle, a world she had come to
control.
    'So what would
I have you do, Devlin? Should I have you lick me, Devlin? Or wank
me? Should I have you spunk over my tits?' Her fingers found her
cunt lips and she pushed two as deep into her cunt as they would
go. There was no resistance. She was not surprised that her body
had responded to the images her mind was dwelling on. The first
time Devlin had put that cock inside her, that was a feeling she
would never forget. She could conjure it up like the genie in the
lamp. An exact picture of where, when and how. She, bent over in
his bedroom, facing an oil painting, a huge canvas dominated by a
woman with a crimson vulva. In those days Devlin could only get an
erection if he looked at the painting. Things were very different
now.
    She started to
move her fingers inside her cunt, as deep inside as they would go,
scissoring them apart, pushing against the elastic, satiny, wet
walls.
    'You didn't
answer me, Devlin,' she said sharply, the authority in her voice
giving her a thrill of pleasure.
    'I don't
know.'
    'Are you
erect?'
    'Yes.'
    'Fully
erect?'
    'Yes. You've
made me hard.'
    'Are you
touching yourself?'
    'Yes.'
    'I didn't give
you permission to do that, did I, Devlin?'
    'No.'
    'No what?'
    'No,
mistress.'
    'But since
you've started you'd better wank for me right now, hadn't you? If
you were here I'd make you wank for me. Make you come all over my
tits. Are you wanking?'
    'Yes,
mistress.'
    'I've got my
fingers in my cunt, Devlin. It's so wet. My clitoris is all
swollen. It feels so good.'
    'Yes,
mistress.'
    'You are not
to come until I tell you to.'
    'No,
mistress.'
    Stephanie
moved her fingers out of her cunt and on to her clitoris. She
pressed it hard down against her pubic bone and gasped at the
sensation. She could hear Devlin's excitement, hear little
exhalations of breath, little 'ahs' and 'ums'. She could imagine
Devlin's huge hand circling his cock. When she wanked him her hand
barely covered a third of its length. But in his hand, with his
banana-sized fingers making a fist like an American baseball mitt,
the cock all but disappeared.
    'Do you
remember when I had Venetia beat you, Devlin? Beat you while you
fucked me?'
    'Yes,
mistress.' He would never forget it.
    'I've been
thinking of what I'm going to do to you next, Devlin. When you get
back.'
    'Oh...'
Devlin's moan of pleasure was involuntary.
    'Have you
come?' Stephanie barked.
    'No mistress,
but I want to. Please let me.'
    'Not yet. You
have to wait.'
    'Please let
me,' he whispered.
    'I'd love to
have that cock inside me now. I'd squeeze every drop of juice out
of it...'
    'Please...'
    'I'm wanking,
Devlin. I'm stretched out naked on the bed. I've got my legs wide
apart, so wide, so open. You should be here to lick me, service me.
I have to do