Victoria thanks her Master~

And Admira joins the party~! Fashionably late, of course...

We cuddled there in Master's office for several minutes, his hands combing through my long hair as I held my face and body into his. My new glasses were unbelievably comfortable, they rested over my ears and on my nose without the slightest pinch or pressure, like they had somehow been molded to fit perfectly. Like magic.

A confusing mix of emotions caused me to squirm against Master. Joy at the sudden gift, curiosity and eagerness at the example of magic— did the Lady use her magic to do this? She must have— and a heavy guilt that she did this without the slightest expectation of reward. In fact, all the Lady did was bring me another gift of a book on magic!

"My silly little treasure..." Master brought my attention back to him by cupping my chin and raising my head. "Did you forget my words so quickly?"

"No! Of course not..." I hesitated under his stern but loving gaze. A familiar warmth filled my chest and drifted down. "Forgive me, Master. I am not good at receiving gifts."

"That's unfortunate. Another thing to work on." His thumb brushed over my bottom lip and I panted, my tongue flicking on its own in an attempt to taste him... What was... I have never been this...

My eyes locked on my Master's with a clarity that wasn't all from my new glasses.

"Master, may I ask one more thing of you?" My hands traced little circles on his abdominals— how long had I been doing that?

"Of course you may. Never hesitate to ask anything of me. If I do not like the request, I will simply refuse to grant it. Do you understand now that I care for you, just by virtue of being you, being my treasure?"

"Yes, Master." I almost apologized again, but... "Thank you for choosing me as one of your treasures."

He smiled. For a second, the light from the window seemed dull and dim by comparison. "No, thank you. My silly little scholar knows so much, but still has so much to learn. What was your request?"

"May I pleasure you? Not as thanks, but because I enjoy bringing my Master pleasure."

He thought for a moment, hand still cupping my chin as I risisted the desire to press my bosom harder into him. His face was carefully blank, but I saw what might have been amusement in his eyes.

"I suppose... We should have time enough for you to use your mouth." The hand not on my cheek reached down to pat my butt. "Be quick."

His command rippled through me and I beamed. "Yes Master!"

My knees hit the carpet an instant before my hands reached Master's trousers to undo the laces. He chuckled and played with a lock of my hair as I tugged the obstacle down.

Beautiful.

It was the only word that could describe him.

Master's smooth and lengthy shaft, freed from its confines, left a warm trail of precum along my cheek, stopping before it could touch the gift. I kissed my way down the length and lapped at his hairless sack, before gliding my tongue back up, collecting his sweat, his scent, his precum on the way. I took him into my mouth, jaw straining as I welcomed him. A flicker of shame flowed through me at the limitations of my body. I would need to practice this more. Master deserved better.

"Hah! Good girl..."

I hummed thanks as his fingers combed my hair behind my ears, then gathered some into a tail. A hand hold.

"Mmha?" Master?

"Sorry my dear, I'd love to watch your work, but I really don't have much time." His thumb rubbed my cheek. "Another day, I'll enjoy your talents fully. Deep breath."

He angled my head and his hips, waited for me to breath out, then **** my throat to take his cock.

"Glurk!"

My nose hit his abdomen, the gift was askew, and my esophagus was spasming around an intrusion as he held me in place. He left me there, unable to breathe, swallowing frantically, eyes teary, saliva trickling down my chin to drip on my breasts.

I had never been happier.

Master saw it and lifted my head. I sucked in air through my nose— then it was **** back out like I was a bellows and he was squeezing me.

"Mmmhhha~" Thank you Master!

In. Out. In. Out.

My thoughts lost all order. All coherence. Focusing on nothing but breathing and swallowing in time with Master's pulling. Serving him. Pleasing my Master as a good treasure should~

Eventually, he grunted with his head thrown back, fingers tightening in my hair and legs tensing to my either side. The shaft buried in my throat jerked— once, twice, thrice— until the fourth and fifth spurts spilled onto my tongue. The sixth was placed lovingly on my bottom lip, hanging for a second before I licked it up.

"Fantastic." He chuckled again as he stood unsteadily from the bed. "Well done, my treasure."

I coughed and gasped for breath as Master cradled my head to his thigh, his softening length shiny with my saliva and filling my vision. I caught a final drop of cum with my tongue before it could fall and waste itself in the carpet. Hands lifted me into the air and away from the shaft I'd been lathering renewed affection upon. I blinked down at Master's grinning face.

"That's enough. Your sisters would be so disappointed if you drained any more from me."

I nodded, still dazed and tasting his newest gift. Yes, I need not be greedy. The warmth in my belly would have to be enough for now.

He lowered me and kissed my forehead. "You may rest here. Once you can walk, I expect you to return to your duties and be presentable at dinner. Understand?"

"Ye- *coff* Yes, Master." I rasped.

His smile was brilliant. "Good girl. You are a treasure more than worthy of my collection, Victoria— never forget that."

"Yes Master. Thank you!" My smile attempted to match his as he turned and redressed.

By the time the door to his office clicked, I was able to move my toes again.

I giggled to myself, overjoyed to have served him. I belonged here. I was Master's Treasure.

I would never forget that fact again!