Editing Hesperax's Pet (section)

==Chapter Five==
“Avitus? Oh Avitus! Where are you my pet?” 

Lelith’s sensual humming caused Avitus to twitch in surprise, and he found himself cursing the pain that came with it as his Mistress flung open the bedroom doors. Like before, the Dark Eldar was adorned in the extremely scantily clad outfit that wyches favored. However, unlike before, Lelith’s hair was down, devoid of the barbed hooks and daggers once hidden inside of it. Stunning as she was, it was the item in her hands that drew Avitus’ attention as she strode toward him.

“My my… I see you’re finally awake. How are you doing? Hmmm?” mused Lelith, coming to stand mere feet away from the ball that was the acolyte. “Sleep well? I wouldn’t want my newest plaything to get worn out on his first day…”

Before Avitus could reply, Lelith set the bowl she was holding down in front of the human’s bed. Sensing a theme, Avitus stared at the dog bowl with a slight frown before realizing it was full to the brim with freshly prepared steak and bacon. Without thinking, he began reaching out towards it, only to have his wrist grabbed moments later. 

“Now now, I know you’re hungry, but I haven’t told you you can eat yet…” 

The acolyte’s gaze wandered up from the floor, blinking at the bent form before him. Lelith had kneeled to be on his level, her face a mixture of both motherly care and obvious superiority. Even her eyes exuded a sort of confidence and control that made Avitus’ heart skip a beat, for multiple reasons. To make matters worse, the way his Mistress was leaning afforded him quite the eyeful of her bountiful cleavage. She had not exposed her succulent mounds to him yet in all the time he had been her “guest,” but the bra that made up the wychsuit’s upper half left little to the imagination. 

A sharp flick on the acolyte’s nose brought him out of his momentary stupor. “Well? Your Mistress asked you a question. Several in fact…”

Gulping, Avitus did his best to offer one. “Y-Yes M-Mistress. Sorry M-Mistress. I’m… okay. Just weary after…” He trailed off, his chest beginning to match his flushed cheeks.

“After what? Hmmm?” Lelith purred, leaning in ever closer to breathe across the right side of his neck. “Be specific…”

“After we...you...I…” stammered Avitus, agonizingly aware of the fact his member was already beginning to harden in response to Lelith’s teasing. “...after we...you know…”

Sighing, Lelith pulled back, and, for a moment, the acolyte could have sworn there was a look of sorrow in her eyes. “Come now. You mustn't be so flustered with such things. Surely this was part of your ‘training?’”

“N-No! It wasn’t! The Inquisitor thought I would be gagged most of the time, so he…” Avitus found his response cut off by a strip of bacon being forced into his mouth. Chewing on it slowly, savoring the taste, he stared back at his Mistress with surprise.

“Shhhh… I can see I’ll have to add this sort of thing to your training regiment. Still…” whispered Lelith, reaching over to the bowl to pick up another strip of bacon, “If you wish to be allowed to eat, you had better answer my question fully. So, I shall ask it again: After what?”

Her fiery, passionate gaze made Avitus’ face and body burn. Gulping the mouthful of bacon down, he tried once more to wrestle out a proper response. “After...you let me try to make you cum?”

A moment of silence fell over the pair, only for it to be broken by a bout of laughter from Lelith. Cringing, Avitus buried his face with his hands, only to have it pried free by the still laughing Dark Eldar. “My boy, either you are really trying to impress me, or you are the most innocently honest human I have ever met.” As her laughter continued, Avitus found himself smiling somewhat, after realizing that it was not mocking in nature. In fact, as he watched his Mistress closely, he was almost positive she was genuinely pleased with his response. 

“I...I’m glad…” he murmured, eyes falling to the floor in sheer embarrassment. He found his heart skipping a beat once more, though every neuron in his brain was wishing he could hide from his own awkwardness. To his surprise, he was given another strip of bacon, along with a pat on the head. 

“See? Was that so hard? Still, if you’re going to be my pet, you’re going to have to learn to overcome this silly mental block you have. How else are you going to beg for me to ravage your body, hmmm?”

Lelith’s purrs only deepened the flush across Avitus’ upper body. By now, his fully erect shaft was throbbing betwixt his loins, seeping small droplets of precum onto the fabric of his bed. “I…I don’t know…” the acolyte offered, after finishing his second strip of meat. “B-But...I would like it very much if you…”

Another pat on the head cut him off. “All in due time, my boy. All in due time. But first, I think you’ve earned yourself a little treat before I get you set up for today’s main event…”

To Avitus’ amazement, Lelith stood up and began stripping bare in front of him. Beginning with her leggings, she slipped off the dark fabric like one might tease a lover, taking just enough time to leave the acolyte hanging on her every movement. By the time Lelith reached her thong, she noted with amusement that her toy’s mouth was hanging slightly ajar. Her mirth doubled as the thong concealing her womanhood was cast aside, resulting in a rather large throb and drool of precum to emerge from the mon’keigh’s member. Reaching up, the Dark Eldar removed her bra with a flourish, exposing a pair of gorgeous breasts and perky nipples begging to be played with. 

Bending back down to Avitus’ level, Lelith leaned in and nipped the left side of his neck. Meanwhile, her fingers lightly danced up his thighs to brush against the base of his shaft before coming to knead his balls lightly. “Now…” she whispered, punctuating every fourth word with another bite, “You are going to have the privilege of eating from me. And then you are going to lick my entire body clean...Understood?”

A squeak was all that Lelith needed to hear before she leaned back and withdrew her hands. Picking up several strips of bacon, the Dark Eldar carefully twirled them about her areolas and lower neck. After the meat was properly applied, she plucked several chunks of steak from the dog bowl and placed them down her stomach and about her vulva. Once finished, Lelith looked back up at her acolyte and winked, “Well, come get your breakfast then...”