They Continue their Journey to Lake Vernia

Lydia slept well with a belly full of Razir’s cum. The next morning she gave him another blowjob. He just tasted so good; she couldn’t resist.

She closed her eyes tight when his spit-covered cock exploded in her mouth, and she was sure to gulp down every drop.

They moved on their journey to Lake Vernia, stopping at inns on the way for more great sex. Every sexual encounter ended with Lydia swallowing. They fucked in every position imaginable; Lydia loved to have him bend her over, and be taken from behind while still standing.

They were still a couple of days out of Lake Vernia, when they stopped at an inn.

“I have been wondering something,” Razir said that night, just as Lydia was licking him clean.

“What is it, my ****?” she asked after a final gulp.

“I wondered if I might ever be free again. You are a good owner, but I am still a ****. This saddens me.” His face looked grave and solemn.

Lydia stopped licking his cock for a moment, looking up from the shaft into Razir's red eyes. She saw the seriousness in them.

“But if I set you free, I’d never get to taste your cock again.” She continued to lick up and down the shaft, staring into his eyes while she did so.

“I was thinking, when we get to your new house at Lake Vernia, I could be your servant. You could pay me with blowjobs. I’d be just as loyal as I am now.”

“Hmmm. I’ll think about it.” She licked the last drops of cum that dribbled out of the tip of his cock, then climbed up next to him.

“Thank you, mistress. You are so kind.”