The mind is willing, but the body ...

Leaving Swift to fly as he chooses, you slide both your hands boldly down Relia's firm body as she cries out in pleasure. The two sliced halves of her gown that stream behind you in the wind do nothing to cover her long white thighs. You can see the lace edges of one final layer under the ripped gown, the edges just cover the upper part of her thighs but because of the design of the saddle do nothing to protect her derriere from your hands. As her small hand explores your balls and growing manhood you grab her cheeks and squeeze them fiercely.

"Your hands are so powerful!" Exclaims Relia "I could see you were strong when you took my ****, but now I can feel the iron in your grip." She's not complaining you realize, she is turned on by the firm grip of your hands as they explore further. Your fingers slide past her tight little bud and find her cunt. It is already sopping with juices and Relia moans with relief as your fingers stroke her. With each slow stroke of Swift's wings your body is lifted and pressed against hers; your fingers follow this casual unhurried rhythm as they lightly tease her.

You are in no hurry, twice within the past half hour your cock has exploded in bursts of cum, and now although nearly fully erect you feel no need to rush this wonderful experience. Lady Relia on the other hand has had no such relief and her body is burning with passion. Her hips are bucking against your fingers and her hands are grabbing the studded leather straps of your girdle trying to lift your hips into hers.

"Please!" She begs "I never realized I could feel like this." Your hands continue their measured pace as you ask her:

"Surely you have stroked yourself like this before or had one of your pretty slaves finger and lick you."

"Yes of course. Once I even let a suitor stroke me as I feigned sleep in his arms until I nearly exploded; I pretended to be furious as I awoke with his fingers under my gown." You imagine Lady Relia's suitor must have been pretty surprised to have been rejected once he got his fingers in this juicy honeypot of hers. You tease the hard little nub of her clit with a fingertip as she continues. "I had my guards throw him from my house as he begged forgiveness. But even as he was escorted out, my own fingers were replacing his and finishing what he started." Relia blushes prettily but continues speaking before you can interrupt.

"But this is different, my fingers and the ****'s ... and even his, were soft and hesitant. I knew I was in control, but now! You have bound my legs completely open, and your hands run over my body as though it belongs to you. You control the pace; you will decide when or ... " she shudders "...even if I cum. I can only sit here and... Ohhhgh ... Aiiiigh!" Her screams of pleasure continue on for nearly thirty seconds before she collapses back against your body still shuddering as you gently lift against her with each beat of the giant wings behind you. Your cock is hard after feeling her buckle in your arms, but not throbbing with uncontrollable need, you can wait. Besides you have a long time before you will have to land.

"Where do you want to fly to?" You ask her as she slowly comes back to her senses. So far you have flown along the seacoast to catch the lifting winds off the rising slopes but now you are high above the land and must decide where you are going.

"Anywhere you want to take me." She replies with a shy smile. "Are you going to wing me to some mountaintop fortress and lock me away in a harem filled with all the other noblewomen whom you have stolen from their cities?" Her eyes sparkle as she speaks "I would willingly accept even this fate if I knew that I could be with you and make you happy." Her voice is playful, but you think she really wants to please you more than anything else.

"Well, at the moment my mountain fortress is occupied by a dragon." You answer, "so is there some other place that you would recommend?"