Surrender to Bliss

When the Countess wrapped her hand around your shaft time seems to have frozen. As you stare into her eyes you feel the room growing hotter than the pit of hell. She leans over to you and whispers into your ear “Oh sweetie, you are simply burning up, though I imagine it's less from the steam...” - She pauses here for a moment before she starts stroking your cock faster and licks her lips.- “...and more from this. -The Countess finished her sentence and after giving you a devilish grin, she added- The question is my dear, can you even last a few minutes under the strain?”

As you feel lust turn your mind into fog you begin to moan and reach to caress the perfection that is the Countess. Your breath becomes ragged and the heat only magnifies your desire, no your need to surrender to her. When you feel yourself at the very edge you stare deeply into the benthic depths of her eyes once more and whisper to her over the jets of steam “f-fuck Countess, stop...I can't hold it any longer....you've WON JUST LET ME UNNNGHHHH” you don't manage to finish the sentence instead stream of purest alabaster shoots from your member into the air disrupting the steam before it returns to lie upon your chest.

The countess looks at you and in those eyes, you spy a hint of mirth and almost a giddy expression upon her face as she draws a little S onto your chest with your cum. She leans over you “Oh sweet little jobber, I do hope the steam simply rendered you weak, because in a proper sexfight, with my legs wrapped around your core you will last seconds at best.” she throws you a towel and wraps herself in the plush one she entered with.

“Have my servants bring you back to the bar, and try to toughen up a bit hmm? It's no fun when you hardly put up a fight” she blows you a kiss and you can't help but feel your cock throbbing as you watch her shapely legs and lovely hips carry her away. You lie down and breathe hard...