I stood in the warm water, my cock twitching in spent desire as Collette continued to feed.  She pulled her hot mouth off of my throat, freeing her teeth from my neck.  I grimaced, a loud intake of breath as Collette pulled her teeth from within my neck.  The puncture wounds on my throat throbbed in naked abandonment, longing to feel the heated bite once again.

  I held my still hard penis inside of Collette, savoring the warmth of her sex.  I began moaning as Collette contracted the muscles in her pussy, sending strong, pulsating pleasure along my cock.  Holding still I shuddered in delight.  I felt myself throb inside of her, yearning, longing, begging, needing.

  Collette was desire incarnate, beckoning me, calling me to her.

  I leaned forward, still holding her warm body aloft.  With my arms wrapped tightly around her waist I kissed her lips, passion burning the skin of my mouth. Extending my tongue I pressed forward, parting Collette's lips. I could taste my blood on her tongue, metallic and warm.  I ran my tongue along the sharp points of her teeth.   Sucking hard, I pulled Collette's tongue into my mouth.  I sucked on the soft muscle like a child nursing on her mother's breast.

  Collette moaned in approval.  I continued pulling on Collette's tongue. My lips, pressed firmly against hers, melded as one.  I felt as if I became one with Collette, joined at the lips as I had joined her in my spirit.

  I pulled my lips from Collette's and extended my tongue.  I licked her face, running my tongue down to her throat.  I pressed my tongue against her neck as she had done mine.  Pushing forcefully I ran my tongue along her throbbing jugular.   She moaned, a throaty purr that aroused my senses.  I pulled back and continued licking down her body.  I tasted the salt on her
skin as I licked a moist path between her breasts.

  Collette continued to moan, grabbing my hair to guide me lower.  She pushed my head downward and I continued to drag my tongue lower.  I played my tongue in circles, tickling her belly button.  Still Collette pushed my head lower.

  My tongue snaked through the tangled mat of pubic hair.  I reached her extended clit, and softly stroked the hard nub; dancing my tongue in playful, teasing strokes.  Collette moaned and pushed my head into her body, mashing my face against her pussy. Collette held my face firmly against her dripping sex and began rotating her hips. She was not receiving pleasure; she was taking it.

  I knelt between Collette's powerful thighs, my whiskers rubbing against her legs.  I reveled in my submission, my heart happy.  I kept myself still, my face pleasuring Collette through her motions.

  Collette released my head and pushed my face backwards.  I stumbled and fell back.  Reaching out my hand I caught myself and lowered my body to the floor.  Lying on the cold, hardwood floor Collette inched forward.

  There was an animalistic look of lust on her face; desire, passion, need and hunger burning in her eyes, written on her face.  The look was amazing, and seeing it my cock throbbed harder.  Collette stood above my face and slowly sank down to once again press her pussy against my face.  She knelt, her pussy pressing firmly onto my face.

  Extending my tongue, I once again tasted her moist womanhood. Collette moaned as I began licking the cleanly shaven lips of her pussy.  I ran my tongue in large, random strokes; pushing left, poking up; never the same. Her moans grew louder as my probing tongue continued.

  Lying on my back, Collette sitting on my face, I groaned in contented bliss.  Collette shook as my breath poured over her moist pussy.  I began opening and closing my mouth in a biting motion, gumming the extended lips of Collette's dripping sex.   Her taste was heavy on my tongue, arousing me further.

  Continuing my biting action I slowly massaged Collette's cunt, clamping my upper lips against her lower ones.  I began motoring my mouth faster, increasing the pleasure I was giving the warm woman sitting above my trapped face.

  I bit down with my lips and held Collette's soft nether lips in a tight embrace.  Holding them comfortably in my mouth, I played my tongue over the flesh trapped inside my mouth.  Soft, teasing strokes of my tongue over her pink lips.   Collette bucked in delight, a loud squeal escaping her mouth.

  I opened my mouth and exhaled a hot blast of air and quickly trapped the small bit of flesh in my mouth again..  Licking forcefully I continued to pleasure Collette until once again her body stiffened in orgasm.  She screamed loudly, thrashing against my trapped face.

  Collette held her body pinned against my face, as I cleaned her with my tongue.  Her taste was delightful, and my penis twitched in desire.  Collette eased her body off my face and stood up.  She beckoned me to stand.  I stood, my back to the inviting water of the pool.

  A shocked look overcame my face as Collette playfully pushed my naked body and I tumbled into the pool.  I broke the surface to stand in the shallow water.  Collette was chuckling, laughing at the look on my face.  I held my arm up, offering my hand to Collette.  Continuing to laugh she shook her head as if saying, "yeah, right, like I am going to let you pull me in with you."

  I walked the short distance to the wall of the pool and pulled myself back to the pool deck. Collette took my hand and pulled me to her.  She pressed her lips to mine, kissing me.  Passion erupted, and I could feel the heat in her hand as she held my face.  Kissing her back, I opened my mouth to accept the inquiring probe of the delicate tongue.

  I moaned happily as Collette and I kissed, the water in the pool singing it's delicate song as it lapped against the side of the pool. Our lips merged as one, Collette's tongue tickling the roof of my mouth in an erotic merging of our mouths.   Passion snaked through the probing flesh, electrifying the air.  I moaned a throaty sound as my skin erupted in a symphony of desire. Goose bumps raced down my back, and I shuddered as the room suddenly felt colder.

  Collette pulled away and holding my hand in hers led my naked body from the pool room.  The doors once again, sensing their owners command, opened, allowing unfettered passage.  The long hallway we had entered snapped into brilliance as the many candle burst into activity.

  For the first time I realized that the candles were scented.  The floral smell of a beautiful, spring field assailed my nostrils.  Honeysuckle, daisies, roses, and myriad other flowers danced their fragrances through the hall.  I was becoming more aware of my surroundings, more alert.

  I noticed for the first time how there was always warm, blood-red carpeting under our feet, yet looking ahead and behind, only stone cobble work could be seen.  Much like the candles, the carpeting appeared just to please the Mistress.   This was her home, and the castle knew it.

  We turned left, back towards the initial grand entry way.  Collette, holding my hand, led me back to the sunken Jacuzzi. We entered the bedroom and Collette told me to start the bath.  I filled the tub with water, pouring some fragrant bubble bath into the warm water.  The Jacuzzi filled with suds that smelled of white gardenias, a lovely floral scent that filled the room.

  I shut the water off when the tub was full.  Collette approached my side and I helped lower her into the warm water.  The suds caressed her skin, clinging to her.  Holding her hand I followed her into the large, sunken tub.

  Collette sat in the water, her back to me.  We were clean, this was a relaxing dip to rinse the chlorine off our bodies.  I sat behind Collette and began massaging her shoulders.  I reached aside the tub and grabbed a small cup.  I began to pour cupful after cupful of water over Collette's delicate shoulders.  When they were wet I began to massage them again.

  My thumbs pressed into her shoulder blades, my fingers dancing over the top of her shoulders.  I massaged her shoulder, easing the tension I felt there.  Collette moaned in pleasure as I slowly eased the pressure in her sore muscles.

  I ran my hands down the sides of her back, my thumbs following the curve of her spine.  I rested my hands on her thighs, wrapping my arms around Collette's waist.  I hugged her, pulling her to me.  Leaning forward I kissed the back of her neck.  Soft, tiny kisses along her neck, running my neck from one shoulder to the other.

  I kissed my way across her back and snailed my tongue back, licking her shoulders.  My hands caressed her thighs and with a nibble on her neck I dropped my right hand down to caress the soft wetness of her sex.

  I played my fingers along her wet slit and softly snaked a finger inside Collette's pussy.  I crooked my finger in a come-hither motion, softly stroking the delicate tissue of Collette's pussy.  My palm pressed against her pussy with my finger wiggling inside.

  Collette moaned in pleasure and dropped her hand to push my hand more firmly against her cunt.  She pushed hard, and began thrusting her sex against my trapped hand.  My arms held her firmly in an affectionate embrace.

  Collette continued to thrust against my probing fingers.  She was moaning loudly, her voice hitching in delight.  Her breath came in short, loud pants as another orgasm shook her.  Her fingers dug into my hand, scratching my skin.   I blew in her ear, a cool burst of air.

  Collette purred in delight and released my hand.  I continued to softly caress the delicate flesh of Collette's pussy.  I held her sex, my warm hand cupping the velvety softness.  I sat there happily embracing this amazing woman.

  Collette bade me to exit the bath and I released my affectionate embrace and climbed out of the tub.  I grabbed one of the towels and held it open.  Collette exited the tub and I wrapped the towel around her sexy body.

  I dabbed Collette dry, and then quickly dried my own wet body. Collette was smiling gently as I folded the blood red towel and set it on the ground. Collette looked at me and tilted her head seductively.  "Are you hungry?"

  I nodded, the mention of food awakening my stomach.  I realized that I had not eaten anything solid since my arrival at the castle, and it had been well over twenty four hours.

  "That's good.  I would have made you eat anyway," she told me, "you need your strength.  I need you to keep your strength."

  Her last sentence puzzled me briefly, before dawning comprehension washed over me.  Collette has eaten, has fed.  I realized that I was to be Collette's main sustenance, and with that realization I knew that I would indeed have to eat to retain my strength and vitality.

  Collette took my hand and I watched as the large, oak double doors swung inward allowing egress from the room.  We walked past the water bed, and I was only slightly shocked to find that it was perfectly made up.  The sheet taut, and the comforter folded neatly across the foot of the bed.  I had seen the candles, door, and even the floor succumb to the will of this woman.  I added the bed to the growing list of objects.

  We exited the room, Collette leading my by her soft hand.  We entered into the long hallway that ran the length of the castle.  Once again the candles knew where we were heading and snapped into life.  The floor below continued to sprout carpet where we were walking only to turn to stone when we had passed.

  Collette led me past the entrance foyer; the candles flickering cast our shadows in countless directions.  Three doors down a set of double doors opened, and I could see light begin to brighten in the doorway.  Our destination was chosen.

  We turned into the door and I was greeted by the site of a naked man tied to a wooden X-frame, a leather blindfold covering his eyes.  He had a ring gag in his mouth and I could see a thin trail of spittle pooling on his chin.  He mumbled at the sound of our approaching footsteps and pulled heavily against the straps that held him firm.

  Collette held her index finger to her lips in the universal sign of hush. I nodded my acknowlegement and stopped when Collette motioned me to be still.  I held myself still as I watched Collette walk up to the bound man.

  She bent forward and with her teeth extended she bit into his captive neck.  Her eyes shut in delight as she fed again.  The man moaned, but not of pain, it sounded more like...ecstasy.  The bound man tilted his head back, offering his neck to the bite of Collette.

  She continued to feed, her throat rippling as she swallowed his life blood.  Collette growled a throaty sound of contentment.  As suddenly as the feeding started it stopped.  Collette pulled her mouth off of the naked man's neck and stepped back smiling happily.  I could see a faint line of blood slowly slide down the man's neck from the pair of puncture wounds.

  The man whispered in a voice so soft, sounding delirious, drawn out, "thank you," barely audible with the gag hindering his speech.

  Collette grabbed my hand and pulled me from the room, the double doors clicking shut behind us in silence.  Across the hall we entered a formal dining room.   A huge, mahogany dining table dominated the room.  The brilliant candles flickered and danced in the soft air current that billowed through the room.

  I stopped suddenly.  Once again I was shocked by what appeared to me. The dancing candles spread eerie shadows along the walls and floor, but only I cast a shadow.  Collette left no indication that she was there on the walls.  Her shadow did not dance across the floor.  I lifted my eyes to stare at her, to assure myself that she was there, that she was real.

  Collette grinned merrily and used her free hand to pinch my cheek.   "Yes, I am real," she giggled.

  I looked into her happy face and felt my cheeks blush.  I had pleasured this woman, had sought her out even, and I wondered briefly is she was real. Am I losing my mind? I pondered.

  No, Collette whispered into my mind.  She had shown me once before that she could send and receive thoughts, it proved we were connected she had informed me.

  I though back, I know, then aloud, "I have been searching for this happiness all my life.  Funny how the mind works though, find happiness and assume that I must be insane."  I chuckled at my own ponderings.

  Collette led me past the huge dining room table and to another softly opening door at the far end of the room.  She pulled me into a huge kitchen. Three refrigerators stood vigil on the left side of the door while a large island dominated the center of the room with ten cooking coils.

  The right hand wall of the room was adorned with shelf after shelf of dried goods. Pastas and breads, canned vegetables and seasonings, it was a chef's heaven.   Above the center island stove hung pots and pans of various sizes from tiny seven inch single item frying pans to a large six quart Dutch oven.

  Collette released her grip on my hand and sat on a bar stool across from the stove.  "Please, make what you would like.  I have already eaten."

  I looked at her, sitting demurely on the bar stool, her legs crossed in the soft feminine manner of sophisticated women.  She was a beautiful woman, her brown hair shining under the soft candlelight.  Her dark eyes were shining with a hidden, underlying intelligence.  She was naked, as I was, and it dawned on me that I had not worn anything besides a towel since arriving here in Collette's home.

  I smiled at her, and beamed happily when she smiled back.  I opened the first refrigerator and spotted milk, and cheeses, yogurts, and creams.

  The second refrigerator contained vegetables and lunch meats, eggs and dressings.  The third was actually a freezer containing pork chops, steaks, and ribs.  Bacon, sausages, and lamb.  There were frozen vegetables and tons of ice cream.  The kitchen was fully stocked with food enough for one or a hundred.

  I smiled at Collette again and proceed to the remove some eggs from the center refrigerator.  With a small dab of margarine in the small frying pan I scrambled three eggs.  I pulled a small tomato from the vegetable refrigerator and cut it up in little squares.  Placing the tomatoes on the eggs, I offered the plate to Collette.   She took the plate, staring at the odd mix of flavors.

  I proceeded to scramble three more eggs and top them off with some of the sliced tomatoes.  Collette and I ate our breakfasts, though I think Collette was eating more to keep me company, as meal time was a social event. She had fed, had taken her nutrition from me as well as the bound man down the hall.

  I briefly pondered him.  Tied helplessly, blindfolded, serving as a buffet for this amazing woman.  Was he happy, or was he being punished.  I was not sure I wanted to know.

Collette smiled at me knowingly, but remained silent.

  Unaware of her gaze I continued to eat, savoring the taste of the eggs. I ate heartily, amazed at how hungry I was.  I had not realize how hungry I had become, but as I ate I knew. I had been famished, and the eggs were doing an admirable job of sating my unexpected hunger.

  Collette finished her eggs and set the plate on the island counter.  I ate my eggs, savoring a bite of tomato with each bite of egg.  I finished my breakfast and then took the dishes to the double sink at the far side of the kitchen.  I made short work of cleaning the kitchen, Collette watching me intently.

  I dried the dishes with a towel I found in one of the dozens of drawers and then I used it to wipe the counter dry.  With the dishes done, and the kitchen cleaned Collette took my hand.  A huge grin came over her face as she asked me, "do you really want to know?"

  I furrowed my brow, a look of confusion on my face. "I'm sorry?"

  Still smiling, "the bound man across the hall, you were curious if he was being punished.  Do you really want to know?"

  I thought about the question.  Did I really want to know?  It dawned on me that truthfully I did not, and I told her so, "no, I suppose not."

  Her smile grew and I realized that she knew my answer even before I did. She knew me better than I knew myself.  Simply put, she knew me.

  Pulling my along we left the kitchen and passed our way through the formal dining room and back into the hall.  The candles alit to our right and of course, Collette pulled us that way.  At the end of the long hallway, passing numerous doors along the way, the doors at the end opened up of their own accord.

  We entered a huge glass covered greenhouse.  Myriad plants grew in reckless abandon, sprouting their leaves heartily.  Beautiful gardenia's were in full bloom, whites and pinks, and yellows.  As Collette walked past the fragrant flowers it seemed to me that the buds expanded more, as if they were beaming in pride, and begging for attention.  No, not that, I reasoned, they were like a peacock, showing their beautiful petals in the hope of being noticed, of being wanted.

  Pulling me along we walked along overgrown paths, Collette twisting us deeper into the greenhouse.  We entered an amazing well kept clearing.  The plants were cut back, the path no longer overgrown.  The ground was cut short, the grass perfectly manicured.  In the center of the clearing was a large, deep fountain.   The center of the fountain was decorated with a cherub.  The small, winged, angelic child held a leaking pot aloft, raining down a soft cascade of crystal clear water.

  Collette smiled and climbed into the fountain, the water caressing her skin as it fell along her soft breasts.  I watched as she tilted her head to soak her brown hair in the falling spray.  She ran her hands through her hair, smiling as the water cooled her heated skin.

  Collette held her hand out to me and I took it gratefully.  She pulled me into the water  with her, the water crashing over my naked shoulders.  The water was cold; I sucked in a shocked, wet breath of air.  I shivered involuntarily as my nipples hardened under the cold spray.

  Collette giggled at the shocked look on my face.  I looked at her delicate breasts, and at her own hard nipples.  The water affected her the same, but she had not let on. Her giggling escalated to laughter as I slowly grew accustomed to the icy spray.

  She grabbed my hand and brought it up to her lips.  She kissed my hand tenderly, her eyes shut tight.  A second kiss, a third. I watched as she kissed my fingers, wondering what was going on behind her eyes.

  Ask me.

  I looked into her face, at her closed eyes, her red lips, her rosy cheeks.  I closed my own eyes.  What are you thinking, I thought to her.

  I could hear her smile, I was thinking how right I was about you.

  I thought back, this is amazing.

  Yes.

  How, my thoughts were hazy, and Collette laughed inside her mind.

  We are connected.  It has been a long time since one that has come seeking me out has been actually able to connect to me so rapidly.  A long time.

  I caught a glimpse of Collette's past.  Horses pounding in full gallop; their hooves kicking up a huge spray of mud.  White, winged animals, horses I realized, flying in graceful arcs through the darkening sky.

  I saw in that glimpse, Collette, decked out in flowing white, gossamer robes.  She was floating on a fine mist of billowing smoke.  She was flying, like the beautiful winged horses that swooped through the pre-dusk sky. She seemed distracted, almost...

  Kiss me, her thoughts interrupted me, snapping my mind from the depths of her past. I wrapped my arms around her waist and leaned my face forward.  I pressed my lips to hers, savoring the moistness of her mouth.

  Run your hands down my spine, her thoughts were strong in my head.   I ran my hand down her naked spine.  Her body shook in delight as my gentle hand softly stroked the skin on her back.

  Collette kissed me back, her tongue snaking into my receptive mouth.   Her thoughts came into my open mind.  It was no surprise to me that her thoughts sounded like her voice, calm, sure, and sweet.  Pleasure me, her thoughts, my thoughts.

  I pulled my mouth off of hers, and slowly played my tongue down her chin.  I followed the soft curve of her throat, down between her breasts.  I licked the delicious path down her stomach, and through the tangled tufts of her soft pubic hair.

  Slowly I continued trailing my tongue down her soft body.  I flicked my tongue over the extended nub of her clit.  Collette moaned when my tongue tickled her clit, her hands gripping my hair. I flicked my tongue over the extended nub of her clit.  Collette moaned when my tongue tickled her clit, her hands gripping my hair.  She pushed my face between her parted thighs, and I succumbed to her guiding hands.

  My tongue parted the soft lips of her pussy.  I lapped at the musky wetness, savoring her taste. My tongue probed inside her sex, reaching deeply.   With my tongue firmly planted inside her wetness, I began to slide my tongue from side to side, massaging her with the soft motion.

  Her breathing became ragged, her voice growing high as her excitement grew.  The water from the fountain continued to rain down over our naked bodies.  The water was cold on our heated skin.  It splashed against our bodies loudly, to run down and collect in a shallow pool.

  I continued to kneel in the water, my face held between Collette's parted thighs by her strong grip on my brown hair.  Her fingers danced in my hair, gripping strongly, pushing my face against her wet pussy.

  My tongue spasmed between her nether lips, pleasuring her.  Collette moaned in delight, her fingers pulling at my hair.  I held my tongue erect and began pumping my face, pushing and pulling my tongue from deep within Collette's dripping sex.

  I continued to rock my face between Collette's thighs, my tongue fucking her wet sex.  Collette groaned, her voice raspy, "faster!"

  I began rocking faster, my tongue pumping deep within the warm cavern of Collette's tasty pussy.  She kept her fingers trapped in my tangled mane of hair. She aided me in my pleasing motion, using her hands to press my face forcefully between the softness of her thighs.

  Collette moaned and continued to force my head between her legs. Her grip was firm as she pulled on my hair, forcing me to pleasure her.

  I used my tongue to lick, long, firm strokes from the base of her pussy to her clit.  Long, languid strokes, my tongue pressing firmly, massaging the soft lips of her sex.

  Collette moaned again.  The fountain continued to pour cold water down over my shoulders.  My damp hair felt matted against my shoulders.  Cool water ran into my eyes, and I shut them from the spray.

  Collette kept her hands gripped tightly in my hair, guiding my strokes.   She pushed my face against her wet sex when she needed a stronger stroke, and she pulled my hair away from her body when she preferred a more teasing flick of my tongue against her heated pussy.

  My hair was the reigns of her delight. She pulled on my hair, guiding my face towards her pleasure. A shove, a pull, my face following her commands. My scalp started to hurt with the force of her ministrations.

  Collette moaned as she pushed my face against her pussy.  I pressed my tongue into the cavernous recesses of her sex, rapidly wiggling it side to side.  She screamed my name, as an orgasm shook her body.  She lifted her face, the cold waters of the fountain pouring over her face.

  She opened her mouth, taking a sip of the refreshing water.  Her hands held my face against her pussy.  My tongue remained planted deep inside her sex.  I continued to pleasure her pussy with my tongue, her hands keeping a strong grip on my hair.

  Collette took a second sip of the cool water of the fountain. She swallowed the water and then took a third sip.  She held the cold water in her mouth.  She pulled her hands, still holding my hair solidly.

 I pulled my mouth from the soft recesses of her sex and followed where her hands commanded.  She pulled me upwards until we stood face to face under the cold fountain spray.  Collette leaned forward and pressed her mouth to mine.  She opened her mouth and fed me the mouthful of water.  It had warmed in the welcome embrace of her mouth.  Still, it refreshed.

  I accepted the gift, opening my own mouth to receive the water.  I drank it down, swallowing the water. Collette's tongue snaked into my mouth, pressing my tongue against the floor of my mouth.  She held my tongue firmly, and I submitted.   I held my tongue lifeless, obeying the pressing commands of Collette.

  I obeyed.  My mind flipped over those two words, I obeyed.