Hiri danced for him as he asked. The master sat in one of the large chairs in the Tea Room while hiri swept gracefully before him, moving in perfect time and mood with the music of the four players he'd hired for his review of her skills. He appreciated her form and style, even more so as she began to strip the sheer scarves from the sparkling belt hanging loosely at her waist. One by one the scarves floated out from her costume into her hand. Each veil danced in the air as she directed with her artful movement, then, each drifted freely from her fingertips and billowed onto the floor at his feet.

Her smile never faltered. Her eyes only left the master when she turned momentarily away from him. Otherwise, her gaze and sinful smile played to him. At one turn she stopped abruptly. She had expected to look at him seated in his chair, but turned to find him standing very close to her.

"Are you not pleased with hiri's dance?"

"I am pleased." The master towered over the smiling seductress. His large hand rose to press over the mound of her breast then his fingers slid under the scarf and pushed it away, releasing her breasts from their binding. One more pull and the knot was loosened. He dropped the scarf to the floor as he curled to take her nipple into his mouth then devour her fullness there.

The musicians continued their enticing tune while the master pulled hiri's arms up to encircle his neck. She willingly held to him, her breasts pressing against his broad bare chest. Her hips could not be still. She continued to move in time to the music. As she danced against his body, his arm went around her waist. The other hand worked to untie the knotted scarf covering her lower torso. When this last scarf fell, hiri danced against him in nothing but her jingling belt.

Through the soft silk of his trousers, hiri felt the master's stiffness pressing into her moving belly. Still, the musicians played. Still she danced, arousing him and herself to a fever pitch with the music. The master tipped hiri back and sucked another bite into her soft breast. He continued to curl against her and lowered her to the cool floor.

The master's hand gripped at her waist then moved down her hip. His hand slipped inward and forced its way between her thighs. Fingertips explored to find her wet already. One large finger entered her, probing, preparing her. Hiri writhed beneath the master's punishing mouth and probing hand. No longer was she moving to the musician's tune. The master was playing her now.

Moving to kneel between her legs, the master stripped off his belt and flung it across the smooth floor. He pushed away his trousers, releasing his full stiffness to hiri's view as she lay panting in anticipation.

There in the Tea Room, in full view of the musicians, the master lowered himself over hiri and took her until she could hear the frenzied tune no more. He worked his way in her til he was satisfied. From deep within her, he sapped her strength, leaving her with no energy to dance, but her smile remained.

Empress Tea Room

Furnishings

Initiating sarah
Dancing Smile
Queen's Gambit