Editing Hesperax's Pet (section)

==Chapter Eight==

''You just HAVE to be so manipulable. So eager. So willing to please. Even in the Imperium you were more concerned with the well being and happiness of others than your own. And look where that’s gotten you now, Avitus: Strapped to a table Emperor-knows-where in the Dark City being driven mad by a simple feather…''

Four hours into this his stay in the featureless sex dungeon, and already Avitus was nearing tears. True to Lelith’s words, the feather had grown from a simple annoyance to a full-blown source of agony. Each swing of the pendulum across his oversensitive member kept him right at the edge, with no means to achieve release. To make matters worse, a deep ache was growing somewhere between his testicles and prostate, making it hard to focus on anything but the stimulation he was receiving. At this point, the acolyte wasn’t sure if the harness about his crotch was even necessary to keep him hard, given the amount of precum practically spilling out onto it. His muscles were beginning to burn from preparing for a release that never came, and sweat beaded across his skin. All in all, Avitus was left a quivering, trembling mess on the cold table, but his torture was only just beginning. 

When Lelith finally returned from her errands about Commorragh, she made a point to specifically ignore the fact that she had left her human pet tied up in her special room. Instead, the Dark Eldar took the time to make dinner and shower, even going so far as to enjoy a few chapters in her latest literature conquest. It was some eight hours after her original departure from Avitus that she finally returned, adorned in a simple pink robe with her hair down.

“Oh my…” she began, practically purring. “Someone’s eager to see me…”

Avitus grunted through the gag, but otherwise offered no other response. Much to his relief, he saw the pendulum rising back up into the ceiling past the single light above him. This would be short-lived, however, as the acolyte felt a weight on his chest as Lelith came to straddle and stare down at him. The Dark Eldar was completely naked beneath the robe, or so Avitus guessed, given the soft skin of her womanhood and thighs rubbing against him. But that was the last thing on his mind.

“So…Where should I begin…I almost feel bad leaving you for so long unattended...almost…” Lelith’s hands gently traced idle patterns through the human’s chest hair as she continued her musings. “But enough of that...I’m sure you’re practically bursting with desire and lust for your Mistress at this point. Isn’t that right?”

“Mmmphm!”

“No? A shame… And here I’d thought I’d reward my precious pet…”

“MMMRRMMM!”

Lelith giggled lightly, then slowly slid her hands up to Avitus’ face to remove the gag. Once his mouth was free of the foreign object, the acolyte took several deep breaths and worked his cramped jaw before offering a reply. 

“T-T-Thank y-y-you...M-Mist...” was all the man could stammer out before he suddenly felt a wave of emasculation ripple over him. Up to this point, Avitus really hadn’t felt subservient, more a prisoner rolling with the whims of a sadistic warden. Yet, as he stared back up at Lelith with a face marred by tears and other various fluids, it was quite clear that this was an entirely different situation. The Dark Eldar’s eyes contained a playful glint, and the right corner of her lips were tweaked upwards just enough to form a joyful smirk. She was in complete control of his fate, and they both knew it. 

“Hmmm? Thank me? For what exactly?”

“F-For getting r-rid of the feather…” Avitus’ entirely body shivered once more, the motion of which reached Lelith quite easily. 

“Oh yes...THAT. Such a simple, yet effective tool, isn’t it?” Winking, the Dark Eldar raised herself up just enough to spin about on top of Avitus. With a hum, she wound her way downward so as to be at eye-level with her pet’s throbbing manhood. Though this positioning had the added bonus of hovering her own crotch above the man’s face, Avitus had little time to enjoy that fact before the sensation of cool air hit his over-sensitive flesh. No longer inhibited by the gag, a groan of mixed agony and delight came unbidden from the acolyte’s mouth, much to Lelith’s delight.

“He he… Look at you… so ready to cum…” Another breath, though this time it was accompanied by hands caressing the interior of the human’s thighs. “I bet you wish your Mistress would just bend down a little bit closer and…” A drop of saliva fell onto the very tip of Avitus’ cock, driving him almost insane.

“P-Please! Just t-touch it! I-I’ll be a good pet! J-Just let me cum! I can’t...I need to...Please…” Avitus pathetically begged, crying all the while. “I need...I want to…”

His mumblings were interrupted by Lelith lowering her crotch into his face, her womanhood pressed firmly against his nose and mouth. “Hush...I know…” she mused, getting ever closer to his member. “And I’m in a good mood, so I’ll make you a deal. Use that tongue of yours...and I’ll match whatever you do…”