Editing Hesperax's Pet (section)

==Chapter Ten==

Avitus’ tune quickly changed after being forced to orgasm for what felt like the tenth time in an extremely short time period. Even given the extreme build-up he had been subjected to, it was not long before he stopped producing cum. If anything, he had traded one ache and source of hypersensitivity for another. To make matters worse, Lelith had made it a point to leave numerous deep scratches along his thighs and lower abdomen with raking strokes from her nails. His mistress had seemingly gotten lost in the drive to drain him completely, and had long since stopped responding to his pitiful moans of agony. Still, as she switched positions yet again, Avitus noticed a certain lag to her movements.

Some forty minutes later, Lelith collapsed on top of her pet, panting. The alluring cloth that had once clung so diligently to her flesh now hung loosely from her sweat-drenched skin. Various fluids spilled from her reddened slot, and her entire lower body trembled slightly. Almost subconsciously, Avitus made to try and hug her closer, only to be stopped by the bindings keeping his arms bound to the table. 

“O-Oh...R-Right…” stammered Lelith, deftly removing the leather straps and freeing the acolyte completely. For a time, the two simply lay with one another, weary from the exertions of the previous few hours. It would be the Dark Eldar who would break the silence, once she had caught her breath.

“Just think...that’s just the tip of the iceberg...but for now…let’s go get cleaned up, hmmm?”

A grunt was all Avitus could muster, given how drained his entire body and mind felt. He found himself being gently pulled upright, half-supported by his Mistress as the pair left the dungeon behind. It was all the acolyte could do to remain conscious, and, as such, he was barely aware of his surroundings. 

“No silly. It’s this way...Just a little further...that’s a good boy…” cooed Lelith, maneuvering her charge into the expansive master bathroom. Designed in a style resembling that of the ancient Japanese of Earth, the tiled bath was practically a glorified hot spring. After propping Avitus against one of the walls, Lelith bound away and returned with a bucket of various oils and soaps. As she plucked up a green bottle, her eyes roved over her pet’s body. She couldn’t help but take note of the gashes she had left across her pet’s body with a grin.

“Awww… poor thing. I really did a number on you didn’t I? Oh well...You’ll get used to it, eventually…” 

A soft grunt was all she received in response, but Lelith was pleased either way. Though Avitus wasn’t all “there” to appreciate it, his Mistress knelt down and began to lick each little nick and scratch clean. When she finished with the impromptu tongue bath, Lelith leaned back and winked. Using the bottle from before, she poured out a generous amount of the viscous, soapy liquid out across her breasts. The Dark Eldar then made to rub herself against the human, working her mammaries to build a thick lather across both of their skins. 

“...isn’t this nice?” she purred a few minutes later, before turning on one of the many faucets along the wall. Warm water began to cascade over the pair of them, washing away the built up suds. Avitus groaned at the sensation of the water hitting him, but otherwise was unable to offer a response. Lelith did not require one, however, to know what the dumb grin plastered across his face meant. 

Turning off the water, the Dark Eldar plucked up Avitus once more and half-carried him over to the steaming pool of water that took up a majority of the room. After depositing him in it, she took up a spot next to him and lay her head on his shoulder. For a time, they simply remained in that position, enjoying one another’s company in the warmth. It was all too much for the human to bear, though, and he found himself drifting off to sleep. Just before he slipped into the realm of the unconscious, Lelith whispered in his ear:

“I’ll see you in the morning...my sweet…”