"Or what?"

"Or what?" Lucas asked challengingly, flicking her again for good measure. She stepped back, though there was nowhere to go. He followed after her, his fingers brushing softly against the sensitive underside of her dick. It jumped at his touch, and he smiled as Eldwyn let out a sigh of pleasure.

"Admit it. You're a dirty girl who just really likes being exposed in public," he continued, his fingers circling gently around the head of her cock.

Eldwyn barely managed to hold in a moan, but Lucas could tell her resistance was crumbling fast. Lucas stepped forwards, pressing her against the tree with his body. He leaned forwards, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear. "You're loving this. Being humiliated. Losing control. Getting embarrassed," he whispered, his words sending a shudder of delight down her spine. "You're a dirty pervert, Eldwyn. You know it and I know it."

"N-no, no I'm not," she weakly protested as his hands traced the curves of her body.

Lucas' hands froze, his fingers hovering a fraction of an inch over her trembling stomach. "No? Well, in that case I guess we should stop, before y—"

"No!" Eldwyn cut him off, grabbing his hand to keep him from pulling it away. Lucas couldn't keep a smug grin from forming on his face. When it came down to the wire, he knew she wanted this every bit as much as he did.

"Then admit it."

A wave of goosebumps swept up her arm in the wake of his demand. "Y-yes, all r-right. I'm a dirty girl," Eldwyn whispered, looking down at her feet. "I just want..."

"What do you want?" Lucas pressed.

Eldwyn's voice was barely more than a whisper. "Please... keep... keep touching me."

Though her voice was tentative, her body language was bolder. Her hands had been balled at her sides, but she now drew them behind her, freely offering up her body to his touch. She tilted her hips as well, presenting her now fully erect prick.

Lucas resumed stroking her soft belly with the back of his fingers, drawing a whimper of satisfaction from her lips. "See, pet, it wasn't so hard to admit it, now was it?"

"No, sir," she answered, her voice shaky.

"Your prick's very hard. Does it need some attention?" Lucas teased, gently scratching at the base of Eldwyn's cock.

Eldwyn eagerly nodded her head. "P-please, yes..." Her voice caught in her throat, turning into a long, drawn out moan as Lucas lightly wrapped his hand around the head of Eldwyn's cock. He didn't move it, though, only gently squeezed it. Eldwyn squeaked in delight and thrust her hips upwards, slipping smoothly into and out of Lucas' hand, aided by the pre-cum liberally leaking from her cock.

Eldwyn could only whimper as she desperately sought the stimulation she needed. She grabbed his forearm with one hand while the other braced herself against the wall for support as her movements intensified, growing more fevered and less controlled with every passing breath. Lucas could tell her orgasm wasn't far off and placed a hand on her abdomen, pushing her back against the tree and releasing her cock.

"P-please, Lucas. Sir, I need to—"

"Hush now, pet," he said, "you cum when I say, and not before."

It was amazing how the barest bit of stimulation could shift her from shy and nervous to shameless and horny. Eldwyn's hips still writhed of their own accord, grinding against the air as she tried in vain to find some sort of gratification, but he held her firmly in place until she regained control of her body. He stepped back then, his expression warning enough to stop her from touching herself.

She remained leaned back against the tree, her arms still behind her, her expression hazy as she stared at him, equal parts afraid of and keen for his next order.

He did not keep her waiting and pointed at a patch of dirt, maybe two feet in front of him. "Stand over here."

Eldwyn nodded and pushed herself away from the tree, stepping over to stand in front of him.

He pointed in the direction they had come from, and she turned her head just in time to see someone pass by, oblivious to what was happening just a few yards away. Suddenly aware of her nudity, she reflexively tried to cover herself with her hands, but Lucas had been prepared for it and pinned her wrists together behind her back.

"S-sir," she whispered, flinching at the all-too-loud sound of her own voice, "someone... someone's going to notice..."

"Then you had better be very quiet," Lucas said cruelly.

He slowly release her hands, and she knew better than to try to cover herself again. His hands were now free to roam across her soft skin, and he wasted no time in doing just that, one hand toying with her left nipple, the other caressing her trembling butt.

Eldwyn moaned softly, a pitiful sound that quickly turned to one of lustful hunger, despite her fear of being caught. Or more likely, intensified by it. Lucas could only smile as he felt her squirming against his touch, doing everything she could to chase the erotic sensations threatening to overwhelm her.

"If you keep moaning like that, you're going to make me think you want to be caught, little Elf," Lucas said teasingly. A young Elven couple chose right that moment to pass by the barely hidden opening to the clearing they occupied, underlining his words. Eldwyn froze, even her breath hitching in her throat.

The couple passed by, too occupied with each other to notice them, and Eldwyn almost sagged with relief.

Lucas put his lips against her ear. "What do you think they would've thought if they'd seen you?"

"Oh, sir... I don't know...," she whispered, her voice trembling.

"I think they would've assumed you were a pervert. A horny little slut,"—Lucas placed special emphasis on the word, enjoying the shiver that passed through her body in response—"who gets off on exposing her dirty body for the whole world to see."

She whimpered quietly.

"Then again, maybe they would've thought you were a whore whose job it was to walk around naked, ready for a customer at any time." Lucas continued, letting out a low chuckle.