Belariath

Reaching down, leash was pulled between her thighs and up her back, lifting her by it, he held it tight as she was lain across the anvil. Her form kissed by the hottest of lips, her skin carressed by the hottest of hands. Stonelike teeth, grazing upon supple flesh, left their imprint in various locales. Peaks of mountains touched by suns heat, valleys explored for their liquid gifts. Trails made by intrepid, exploring digits and this earthy creation was lavished upon by an expert keeper.

fluora moans, grinding against the leash as it's pulled tight and she lifted with it.... body writhing, molded by His hands much as she molded stone, a panting, heaving, dripping bit of gray tinged flesh... the mountains of her breasts swollen, gray nipples almost pink with the weight of the blood beneath.... thighs parting further at His touch, body arching, striving to press closer to His.... hands clawing at His back, His shoulders... not quite drawing blood, but the wild within her awake, the despair and horror bringing it to the fore mingled with her need for more, more pleasure, more use, more sex.... body and mind crying out for it as one.... small growls and moans escaping her lips, white topped hair tousled, whipping about as her flesh dances for Him.