Chapter 1
“So it was, when the king’s command and decree were heard, and when many young women were gathered at Shushan the citadel, under the custody of Hegai, that Esther also was taken to the king’s palace….”
—Esther 1:8
“Does this please you, My Lord?” Haman reached out, tucking a long strand of Esther’s black hair behind her ear. It allowed him to see her hazel eyes meeting his, searching them for a sign of pleasure. Her legs rested beside his, and the silky smoothness of her pale skin didn’t escape his notice. She had gone through a year of beauty treatments, learning just how to present herself before her master. The treatments had no doubt affected her, as Haman could barely contain himself. He felt his clothing becoming more and more constricting, mainly from this woman presenting herself to him. Any command he gave her would no doubt be followed without delay.
Esther’s hands reached out hesitantly to undo his pants, only to be stopped. Haman moved his hand up, grasping the back of her neck. His fingers trailed across her skin, and he noticed Esther part her painted red lips. Her willingness to accept his control fueled Haman’s desire, and he found himself tasting her sweetness. Gently his tongue ran along the surface of her lips, then without restraint he deepened their kiss. Even though he gripped the back of her head, he could feel Esther reaching up as though for support. To his surprise, Esther’s fingers began entwining in his hair. Haman soon felt Esther’s longing in the kiss she returned.
When the kiss broke, Haman’s voice was almost a whisper in its lustful urgency. “Untie your gown, I wish to look at you.” Esther’s fingers withdrew from his hair, and were soon tugging at the strings of her gown. The sound of Esther’s gown sliding down as the knot broke free filled Haman’s ears, though he barely noticed. He was too busy looking at the beautiful young woman in front of him. Esther’s hands reached up, her fingers pulling down what remained of the gown. “Does this please you, My Lord?” Her words couldn’t have been softer or sweeter. “Yes, My Queen.”
The words rolled off his tongue before he could contain them. Once spoken, he no longer cared about their significance. What he cared about was enjoying the treasure before his very eyes. For one thing, Esther’s breasts were much bigger than Haman imagined for a woman of such a small build. Only now did he notice just how full they were, as her chest expanded and then collapsed with each breath. Her nipples had grown pronounced from the cool air, and Haman soon found himself making them even more pronounced. Pinching her nipples between his fingers, Haman soon heard a whimper escape Esther’s lips. What he took even more pleasure in, was how Esther spread her legs from the pleasure.
Even if she wanted to, her body couldn’t deny him the pleasure. Reaching down, Haman trailed his fingers teasingly up Esther’s thighs. She tried to close her legs, but doing so only pressed his hand against the folds of her pussy. It had grown wet, making it easy for Haman to part with his fingers. Even easier, was allowing one of his fingers to penetrate her. “Does this please you, My Queen?” A drawn out moan escaped Esther’s lips, only ceasing when Haman’s finger could go no deeper. “Y… Yeee… Yes.” Haman smiled, then wrapped his lips around one of her nipples intent on making her surrender even more to him.
With a firm grip on her waist, Haman began to tease. His tongue ran across the surface of Esther’s nipple, first one direction then the other. After a few minutes of it, he then began to bite. Haman ensured his teeth held her nipple firmly, and then began to tug while sucking on it. Esther’s moans began to fill his ears, even after her nipple escaped his mouth. One look into her eyes, and he knew what she craved now. Before it hadn’t been enough that she was willing, he had wanted her to crave it.
“So it was, when the king’s command and decree were heard, and when many young women were gathered at Shushan the citadel, under the custody of Hegai, that Esther also was taken to the king’s palace….”
—Esther 1:8
“Does this please you, My Lord?” Haman reached out, tucking a long strand of Esther’s black hair behind her ear. It allowed him to see her hazel eyes meeting his, searching them for a sign of pleasure. Her legs rested beside his, and the silky smoothness of her pale skin didn’t escape his notice. She had gone through a year of beauty treatments, learning just how to present herself before her master. The treatments had no doubt affected her, as Haman could barely contain himself. He felt his clothing becoming more and more constricting, mainly from this woman presenting herself to him. Any command he gave her would no doubt be followed without delay.
Esther’s hands reached out hesitantly to undo his pants, only to be stopped. Haman moved his hand up, grasping the back of her neck. His fingers trailed across her skin, and he noticed Esther part her painted red lips. Her willingness to accept his control fueled Haman’s desire, and he found himself tasting her sweetness. Gently his tongue ran along the surface of her lips, then without restraint he deepened their kiss. Even though he gripped the back of her head, he could feel Esther reaching up as though for support. To his surprise, Esther’s fingers began entwining in his hair. Haman soon felt Esther’s longing in the kiss she returned.
When the kiss broke, Haman’s voice was almost a whisper in its lustful urgency. “Untie your gown, I wish to look at you.” Esther’s fingers withdrew from his hair, and were soon tugging at the strings of her gown. The sound of Esther’s gown sliding down as the knot broke free filled Haman’s ears, though he barely noticed. He was too busy looking at the beautiful young woman in front of him. Esther’s hands reached up, her fingers pulling down what remained of the gown. “Does this please you, My Lord?” Her words couldn’t have been softer or sweeter. “Yes, My Queen.”
The words rolled off his tongue before he could contain them. Once spoken, he no longer cared about their significance. What he cared about was enjoying the treasure before his very eyes. For one thing, Esther’s breasts were much bigger than Haman imagined for a woman of such a small build. Only now did he notice just how full they were, as her chest expanded and then collapsed with each breath. Her nipples had grown pronounced from the cool air, and Haman soon found himself making them even more pronounced. Pinching her nipples between his fingers, Haman soon heard a whimper escape Esther’s lips. What he took even more pleasure in, was how Esther spread her legs from the pleasure.
Even if she wanted to, her body couldn’t deny him the pleasure. Reaching down, Haman trailed his fingers teasingly up Esther’s thighs. She tried to close her legs, but doing so only pressed his hand against the folds of her pussy. It had grown wet, making it easy for Haman to part with his fingers. Even easier, was allowing one of his fingers to penetrate her. “Does this please you, My Queen?” A drawn out moan escaped Esther’s lips, only ceasing when Haman’s finger could go no deeper. “Y… Yeee… Yes.” Haman smiled, then wrapped his lips around one of her nipples intent on making her surrender even more to him.
With a firm grip on her waist, Haman began to tease. His tongue ran across the surface of Esther’s nipple, first one direction then the other. After a few minutes of it, he then began to bite. Haman ensured his teeth held her nipple firmly, and then began to tug while sucking on it. Esther’s moans began to fill his ears, even after her nipple escaped his mouth. One look into her eyes, and he knew what she craved now. Before it hadn’t been enough that she was willing, he had wanted her to crave it.
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